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Nadia Needs Her Step-Dad's Help

By: NonStopFunGuy



"DADDY!" screamed my nude step-daughter Nadia -- partly in surprise, partly in mocking disdain -- as she reached down her slender body to grab the bedsheet puddled at the foot of her bed.

My cock, already nearly fully erection, instantly swelled into a throbbing, aching shaft inside my pants and underwear. Having seen the expensive sportscar parked in our driveway just now as I got home from work, I had assumed Nadia's new friend Paul was still here. I'd introduced Nadia to him after he responded to my Internet ad, for local hung men who might want to help teach my very sexy, and incredibly horny, 18 year old daughter how to fuck. The first time he picked up Nadia after school and drove her home, she had a smile on her face all night and couldn't put her fucking knees together. So this hadn't been a surprise, finding his car still at our place.

After finding the first floor empty and undisturbed, my prick had begun to pulse anxiously as I climbed the steps to the second floor and found Nadia's bedroom door ajar -- a pleasant change from the last couple of times she had men home after school, when she'd shut and locked her door. Even standing at the top of the steps, from inside her room I could hear muffled giggles. 

Peeking into the crack left open by the door, and not seeing Nadia's bed, I pushed the door softly and poked my head inside her room. I was delighted to see her slender back and legs lying on her side on her bed, her long black hair and tight teenage ass facing me at the door, while Paul's much larger, sturdy naked frame laid on his side facing her. His hairy adult arm was wrapped around Nadia's back, his fingers (bearing his wedding ring) stroking her soft skin on her lower back. My daughter's face was near his, their eyes looking at each other as they were whispering something together privately.

His eyes alerted Nadia to my presence, and my recently-slutty step-daughter whipped her skinny face around to find me staring at her and her fuck-friend. As she rolled onto her back and sat upright to grab her bedsheet, I could see the glistening clear stains of cum on her smallish breasts and even a bit on the side of her triangular jaw.

"Daddy, you fuck, can't you see we're busy?" Nadia snickered as she laid on her back now, licking a drop of sperm near her mouth, pulling the bedsheet over Paul and herself up to her armpits, completely covering the both of them but for their shoulders and heads.

I grinned knowingly and approvingly, my penis aching in my pants. Nadia had her 18th birthday not even four months ago, but in that time she'd gone from a repressed, shy virgin to a cock-loving, easy slut. Don't get me wrong, I am not doing her myself. That's kind of sick, isn't it? She's not a blood-relative of mine, but she's my wife's daughter, and she's more or less my daughter now since I've been helping raise her for about 10 years. With her very successful mom Katya on another one of her long European business trips this month, which had become the norm since she began her communications company a few years ago, I was raising Nadia myself more or less. And it turned out Nadia was every bit a cock-craving hottie as her mom, only she needed some help from me to actually live out her fantasies. Yes, I thought Nadia was incredibly delicious and fuckable, even as her step-dad; her petite and narrow shoulders and hips, her b-cup boobies and stiff nipples, her exquisite porcelain skin and Russian cheeks and jawline -- I'd fantasized about her plenty. But it's not a daddy's, or a step-daddy's, job to fuck his daughter. Dutifully, I'd been setting her up with other adult men, at first just in compromising situations that inevitably led to sex but now recently simply for fuckdates.

She stared at me with feigned horror, but her eyes smiled at me playfully. Maybe I was meant to "discover" her in bed with Paul; surely she knew I would be coming home from work around this time.

I pretended to be ashamed and guilty, hanging my head low a moment. I was already thinking about going into the bathroom to jerk off my dick, which was pounding in pain inside my pants. A part of me thought about asking to watch, which until now she hadn't ever let me do -- and it was only recently, the last month or so, that she even let me know for sure she was getting fucked by these hot men. She'd been so embarrassed that she let them fuck her, she acted like nothing ever happened, even though I set her up to be fucked. It took a couple of months for her to realize Daddy was letting her have sex. So I played along. "Shall I shut your bedroom door?" I ask, already reaching for the doorknob to close it. 

"Yeah," my brunette step-daughter replied quickly, but then she instantly changed her mind and blurted out something else. "NO! Wait a minute, you gotta DO something for us." 

The urgency in her voice, and the thrill of something fun, gave me hope of being invited to do something exquisitely fun. Turns out, it wasn't quite what I would have imagined. 

"Daddy," she grinned wickedly at me, a distinct air of feminine eroticism infused in her voice, "is it okay if, umm, well . . . ." Here eyes rolled and her pale-white cheeks blushed crimson red, and knowing her well I realized she was about to ask something she felt I might find a bit over the line. Lying behind her and looking at me silently, the 40-something year old married stud Paul chuckled, apparently knowing what her request would be. I got the feeling it would be something I'd find incredibly sexy. She hesitated, took a breath, and continued. "Daddy, Paul and, like, a friend or something, have got a beach house for this weekend -- I'm sure you don't mind if, um, if I go?" 

Now this sounded interesting for sure, I was smiling even as she asked it. It proved her lessons about sex this summer had been working exactly as I intended, maybe even better than I could have imagined. Just this past Saturday I'd left her alone with two hung adult men who fucked the living shit out of her, her first time satisfying two grown men at once. So now her confidence in her sexual abilities was evidently very high, she was agreeing to sex with guys even without her pervy Daddy's help. "Sounds like a weekend of fun in the sun," I mused for her, trying to act casual and not let on like it would be filled with sex. I never, ever said anything, ever, about her getting fucked. That seemed to be how she liked it, as if it was our little game. Frankly, if you could transcribe every conversation I had with her all summer, you'd never be able to tell that she knew I was aware she was fucking these men. I acted like it wasn't ever about sex, and, she never said anything to me about fucking. But I was now incredibly aroused realizing she was going to fuck someone else whom I didn't even know at all. "So who's the friend, honey, someone you know baby?" I direct the question to Nadia, not Paul. 

I saw the shapes under the bedsheet moving. Paul was moving his hips behind her. Nadia let out a little, soft gasp, and her thin, tiny jaw trembled a moment. From that little yelp, I figure he just slid his cock up against her little asscheeks, as she lay on her side in front of him; the little motion in the bedsheet told me he was slowly grinding his fat adult cock up and down her asscrack. Nadia's eyes were on mine, watching me see her naked in bed with the horny adult male. She was enjoying my attention, even though of course officially I didn't know what was happening since the bedsheet was covering it all. So I was a bit startled, but very excited, to see more motion under the bedsheet. Nadia slid her upper harm behind herself, downwards, to grab the stud's penis behind her. 

Nadia shrugged at my question about who the other guy was, again not saying anything that sounded sexual. "Yeah, sorta -- a friend, er, friends of Paul's." 

Wow, I thought! My eyes get wide, and I didn't really try to hide my excitement. "Friend-SSS? More than one?" I smile at the pervy male laying behind my daughter, even more aroused that he's going to share her with other men. Maybe she told him about this past Saturday, I thought. I had always wondered if I could make her such a slut that she'd agree to be gang-banged, but I wasn't sure I could broach that line. Apparently, she was willing and she didn't need Daddy's help.

Her hand was undoubtedly stroking Paul's thick dick between their bodies, all hidden by the bedsheet. Her shoulder, visible to me, was making very small circular motions, and as she reached behind herself I could see the shape of Paul's hips under the bedsheet now wiggling at about the same rhythm. Nadia wryly smiled at my question and confirmed, indirectly, just how slutty this 18 year old had become. "Yeah, Daddy, um -- three of them, Paul and his friends . . . you don't mind, do you, Daddy, if I go with them?" Her smile was ear to ear, although she briefly bit her lower lip displaying a slight nerve. I could tell she was loving this, her newfound sexual prowess, all on display for her loving Daddy.

I giggled that she was pretending to ask me for permission -- or, maybe she was actually asking for it, but she was 18 now, wasn't she. She had become the confident, aggressive little slut I thought she would be; just like her mom, whom I met years ago at a swinger party only a couple of months after she emigrated from Russia.

Very surprisingly, I found myself in new terrain. We still hadn't actually mentioned sex to each other, but she was asking to fuck a bunch of men. It was a fantasy of mine, to openly discuss her sexual affairs, and I wasn't sure -- the way the summer had gone -- that it would ever actually happen. Not that, at the moment, I was sure it would happen; she still wasn't saying anything to me that was provocative. So I decided to give her the chance to come right out and tell me she was going to get fucked. 

Sounding like the proper father who inquired about his daughter's activities, I adopted a bit of a serious, studious tone. "Well, tell me more, honey -- are you just going to spend the whole weekend at this beach house and at the beach?"

The little brunette vixen grinned and nodded. "Definitely." Paul moaned behind her. I saw his arm around her, under the bedsheet, sliding down her slender teenage body -- reaching into her crotch, I assumed, from the shapes made by the bedsheet draped over them. I couldn't repress my moan, as I saw the shape of his hand reaching over her pelvis, maybe even now touching her pussy. He had to be touching it. Nadia's jaw dropped more, and she let out a tiny squeal as I imagined her friend's stiff adult finger found her clit and started rubbing it softly. 

I still pretended not to notice that she was stroking his dick and he was rubbing her pussy. "Oh, I'm sure you'll have a fab time at the beach." She didn't mention she'd be fucking, but, the smile she was giving me, and the motions from under her bedsheets, left little room for debate. Now, the mention of the beach brought to mind a conversation I had with her not long ago, that she needed more bikinis like the string one I had bought her earlier in the summer. "Since you'll be on the beach all weekend, do I need to buy you some new bikinis for this little vacation?" 

On the bed in front of me, my step-daughter and her adult friend were lost in a trance. Both were looking at me, but a bit past me, like I was the wall. I began to smell how horny they both were, the unmistakable odor of horny genitals was filling the room. They were masturbating each other, and pretty aggressively, as I stood in front of them. Nadia's eyes fixated on me in a couple of seconds, although her body belonged to Paul and his fingertips on her pussylips and clitty. "Uh -- uh -- um, no -- no, Daddy -- I, um -- I, you know, probably won't need it -- like -- its, like, um, kinda a private little beach I guess? And um -- well, I guess, I -- he said I won't need, um --"

"Oh!" I grinned in realization. Her smile grew even larger when it was clear that I understood what she meant, and I was readily going along with it. Fuck, I thought to myself, just tell me you're going to get fucked, Daddy just wants to hear that you're a little slut and going to get fucked all weekend. "So, it's a private beach -- you'll probably just want to, what, avoid tan lines and go naked the whole weekend?"

There, I said it. I wanted to add, "and get fucked all weekend," but, that was pretty good. I got it out into the open.

Nadia was nodding, but she really blushed before answering. She wanted to say it too, but she was hesitant. "Yes, Daddy -- that's it."

And suddenly, she yelped a bit more, and her small head turned to look over her petite nude shoulder back at Paul. There was commotion around her hips under the bedsheet. I saw an inverted "V" shape rise in the bedsheets where her legs were, as Paul began raising Nadia's upper leg to spread her open as she lay on her side. A moment later he was sliding his body downwards a bit, moaning too, and I assumed he was positioning his big penis against her pussy from behind as she lay on her side -- hidden from her father's eyes by the bedsheet.

I'd seen pictures of his dick, he emailed them to me when I was trying to determine if he'd be a good candidate to pick up Nadia after school a couple times a week. He sent me this one photo of his huge cock stretching out a college-aged girl, the look of joy and pain on her face was monumental. Even touching his big cockhead to Nadia's pussy, apparently, was a delight.

"So, let me get this straight," I panted adoringly, knowing full well that the male was positioning himself to fuck my step-daughter. There was no reason to keep hiding from the truth, no matter how much fun it had been this summer. Now was the moment I could ask her anything at all. "You're gonna be naked at a beach house all weekend with Paul and three men?"

My slutty step-daughter look back at me, biting her lip, and I could see she was hiding something else from me. But at the moment she had to be feeling Paul's big married dick against her tiny, teenage cunt, the fat round head undoubtedly rubbing her shiny wet little pink lips that I made her shave all the time now, and I could visualize him smearing precum and her juices all around her skin. With all that fun activity over her pussy she was barely able to nod at my question, "Uh huh," she purred, admitting aloud that she'll be naked with four adult men. 

I smiled even more at the image, and I was definitely loving the little sex monster I had created. "So -- princess, have you MET any of these other men before?"

Now she shook her head, while her eyes were glassing with the feeling of her vagina beginning to ache for more the attention from the fat cock against it. "Um -- no, Daddy. Not -- not yet. But, um -- Paul says -- he says they are all nice. And like -- really hot." 

"Nice and hot, huh," I stammer, watching the shapes of the bedsheet moving while I was inhaling the odors of two horny naked people under it. Paul has his arm still draped around her smallish body, apparently pressing his hand into her belly or maybe reaching to touch her clitty. He was starting to pant, his jaw open and heavy deep breaths landing on the side of Nadia's petite neck, and the bedsheet had various shapes undulating more energetically while both of them were gasping for air. I had the distinct impression his cock was about to penetrate my step-daughter's pussy from behind.

I'm not sure what turned me on more, seeing (sort of) Nadia about to get fucked, or the image of her on a beach naked with four horny adult men. I wanted to hear her talk more about it, that was for sure. "So -- of course you can go on this trip, it sounds fun, just, you sure you don't mind getting naked in front of men you haven't met before, do you honey?"

Her answer was so fucking quick. "Nope, Daddy!" And she looked at me lustfully, as if she wanted me to fuck her, but I knew it was because she was wanting Paul's big cock to do the deed. 

With Paul either about to fuck her or already doing it, I just blurted out what was on my mind, with my eyes staring at the bedsheet wishing I had X-ray vision. "So, um -- I mean with you naked on the beach and all -- do you plan to, you know --" I smiled, hoping she'd smile back, but her jaw didn't move, she was concentrating on the dick against her pussy. I finished my thought. "You gonna let any of these other men you haven't met, are they gonna get to FUCK you, Nadia?"

I said it! I was so proud of myself.

Her jaw was trembling, and her head fell back, pressing against Paul's shoulder behind her, and from another yelp I could tell his wonderful penis had just penetrated her pussy and he was now starting to fuck my step-daughter from behind, as they both lay on their sides on the bed. And she answered my question zestfully, in sheer delight, while she felt her pussy getting probed. "OOOOH yeah Daddy --- oh yessss!" 

I wasn't sure if she was saying "Yes" to answer my question, or if she was encouraging Paul as he started to fuck her little cunt. I couldn't stop myself from clarifying what she meant, by asking her much more directly and bluntly. "Is my sexy babydoll going to let three men she never met fuck her all weekend at the beach?" Guys, you ever ask your daughter or step-daughter anything like this before?

Now she looked at me directly, biting her lower lip again as the bedsheet was swaying up and down, back and forth, showing off that Paul was fucking her from behind, her upper leg raised and knee bent to give him access. She gave me the honest truth to my blunt question, and I loved it. "Fuck yes, Daddy -- Paul says they're all going to FUCK me -- they've seen pictures of me like, naked, and he says they all want to fuck me with their BIG dicks all weekend!" 

I almost came in my pants, hearing my step-daughter talk to nasty to me. I'd never heard her talk like Russian trash before, but from the reports of the men she'd been with, I wasn't really surprised. My underwear was soiling with precum already, but her porn-filled mouth made my dick leak that precum in a pool. "Wow," her impressed father gasped breathlessly, imagining the scene she was describing, "you're going to have a LOT of cum on you this weekend, aren't you?" I couldnt believe I was actually saying this to her."

"Yes, Daddy, uh huh!" Her lower lips was trembling more, her breath was short and she was panting. Paul was fucking her for sure.

I gulped, feeling myself sweat as I observed the undeniable signs of Nadia being fucked while hearing her admit she wanted cum all over her in a gang-bang on the beach.

"Wow," I moaned again, sinking into the perversion of the moment. And now I had another question I'd always wondered about, and with all the lust I was feeling and Nadia's new-found honesty, I just asked it. "Will you let them cum in your vagina too? Do you let guys squirt inside you?"

The brunette tossed her slender head back, her long sweaty hair falling between herself and Paul lying behind her. Her answer was delicious. "Oh I hope they do Daddy!" she roared, turning her face to look back at Paul behind herself, as she felt his fat erection pushing into her cunt, with her daddy watching the bedsheet covering the sex. "Daddy -- you have no idea, I fucking love cum shooting in me, and covering me all over too!" 

She was so like her mother, I gasped. Her mom might have even said those very fucking words, any number of times. I was shaking my head in amazed disbelief, watching and smelling her and Paul fucking under the bedsheet in front of me, and barely beginning to think of what that beach house will look like with my nude daughter and FOUR naked adult men -- and their huge throbbing cocks. "Frak it, Nadia, you're going to have SO much fun. You'll probably end up getting fucked on the car ride to the beach!" 


Nadia Needs Her Step-Dad's Help



But she wasn't answering. Paul was moving on top of her, rolling her belly flat onto her bed under his body. The hung grown-up stud was now laying his 190-pound, muscular 6-foot body over my 18 year old step-daughter, his powerful legs spread wide open and his thick strong arms stretching down so that his sweaty nude body was hovering over her soft, slender female frame. His pelvis was definitely pressed against or over her ass. While he was fucking her, Nadia's face was turned to me and pressed into her pillow, as her eyes closed and her mouth opened to suck air. From the motions of the bedsheet hiding it all from my eyes, I could tell Paul was now plowing his erection into her pussy from behind as she lay lie on her tummy, pushing her little heartshaped butt upwards towards him. 

"Oh Daddy!" she moaned, wincing, her hands gripping the pillow and bed while she felt Paul forcing his huge erection deeper into your cunt, "oooooh Daddeeeeee!" 

My dick was so hard now, wanting to be jerked off while I watch the bedsheet, showing the curves of Paul's fit, manly body humping up and down, driving his prick into my step-daughter's sloppy wet cunt. I stared at the tight bulbs of his asscheeks outlined in the bedsheet, raising and lowering, up and down, showing me when he was thrusting that manly penis into Nadia's sexy slutty pussy. 

Her slender, 110-pound body being pressed into the bed by Paul's mighty physique, Nadia opened her eyes slowly at me, staring at me with large brown orbs. Paul was pulling down the bedsheet, which had been clinging to his sweaty back and shoulders, but he yanked it down in a bunch around his hips and waist. I was staring at his bare torso now, and below him, at Nadia's nude back too, with the side of her slight b-cup breast pushed into her bed. Paul's eyes were staring at her back and then down to her ass, which only he could see at that moment with the bedsheet hiding it from her pervy father. 

"Daddy," she purred pointlessly as she stared at me, making sure I was watching her get fucked. 

I found myself leaning against the frame of her bedroom door, watching the hot illicit sex. But at the same time, I'm just as turned on by the news of her gangbang the coming weekend, and I was in lust with the image of my slutty, sexy slender step-daughter being fucked relentlessly by four adult men. Talking softly so as not to interject myself in their sex, I quietly moaned, "So, honey, do you think you can HANDLE four adult cocks by yourself all weekend?"

I had no idea of the reaction I'd draw. Nadia snorted, and Paul chuckled. She drew a breath of air, feeling Paul's dick sliding in and out of her twat from behind as she lay flat, and she moaned at me with the side of your face in the pillow. "Well, that's what I need you for, Daddy -- I -- I might not be alone." 

And now, my ears were burning.

"Oh?" I hadn't expected something like that. "What, uh, what do you mean, baby?"

Paul was steadily fucking her, pushing deep into her then pulling his long big cock out, only to slide it back in. Each time he drove forward, her slender body shook and her ass rose up to meet him, and she pressed her face into the pillow too. After a few strokes of him fucking her, she explained her teasing comment from a few moments ago. "Um -- my friend -- Marissa -- she wants to join us, Daddy -- but -- her daddy thinks she's going with you and me to the beach, you need to call him and tell him it'll just be you with us." 

Major near-orgasm in my pants here. Now I have to explain for a moment about Marissa. She wasn't exactly a close friend of Nadia's, but I'd picked Marissa out as clearly the second-hottest girl on their high school's cheerleading squad. (The hottest one, Tiffany, is a Hollywood-esque long-haired blonde with a perfect body that is in a universe of its own.) Marissa had hot C- or D-cup tits over a flat stomach, a round fabulous butt you just want to grab and squeeze, and long, wavy dirty-blonde hair she usually had in flowing curles. She always seemed a bit shy and naive, with these big round blue eyes. Watching her prance around a football field with pom-poms is a fucking joy. I'd even made that comment to Nadia, who I never really thought was a good friend of Marissa's, and Nadia basically told me she had a serious boyfriend (football player, I guess) and that was that.

I certainly had no idea Marissa was a little cockslut like Nadia. My dick was so close to cumming, if I tried to touch it even through my pants I was sure it would shoot sperm into my underwear.

"Shit," I grunted like a dumb animal, now picturing naked Marissa with nude Nadia and four horny adult men.

I must have stood there looking stupid or something, because my step-daughter groaned with some dismay after a couple of seconds. "Daddy, just fucking call him and tell him she can go with us."

Her voice woke me up from the very dreamy fantasy, which was all the more hot because it apparently was going to happen. "Um -- tell him she is coming with us to the beach, but don't tell him I'm not coming, right?"

My disconnected brain drew a nasty scowl. "No you're not, Daddy, just -- just fucking DO it."

I was going to do it, but I had to hear more. "So, uh -- is Marissa planning to get naked on the beach too?"

Both Paul and Nadia snickered at me again, and with Paul continuing to fuck Nadia from behind while staring at her hot teenage butt. Nadia's high-pitched feminine voice whined an answer. "Yeah, she is, Daddy, uh-huh."

"And," I followed up wanting to hear her say it, "you think Sanda's gonna fuck all of the guys, too?"

"Mmmm," purred my step-daughter with a dream in her pretty little head, "she definitely wants to, Daddy."

Now the thought of two men fucking Nadia while right next to them two other men were fucking Marissa's hot 18 year old body, that was way too sexy of a thought for my small brain. I had no choice, it hurt to much, my hand raced over my crotch and I quickly rubbed the burning of my aching penis through my pants. I knew Nadia saw me do that, probably the first time ever her step-daddy rubbed his dick in front of her, but I couldn't help myself.

I was almost numb at the thought of the weekend she and Marissa were going to have. Strangely, it amused me too; I giggled, then I made a little joke, or at least, what I thought was funny. "I don't suppose Marissa's dad would like knowing what you and her will be doing, huh?"

"No, Daddy," Nadia groaned as she pushed her soft butt upwards, feeling Paul slamming into her faster. I could hear the smacking noise, as his powerful pelvis rammed into her sweaty, fleshy ass and thighs. 

I nodded in acceptance of her request for a favor; I had helped arrange for her to fuck men, why couldn't I do it for Marissa too. "Sure, I'll call later, if you --"

"No, Daddy," she repeated, looking at me with conviction while she continued to allow Paul to fuck her from behind, "call NOW, Daddy -- please?" And she pointed to the phone on the table near her bed. 

I hesitated, wondering if this truly was a dangerous idea, but watching and hearing and seeing Paul and her fucking had filled me with a sheer lack of common sense. I went over to the table and picked up the phone. Now I have a different viewing angle, I found myself looking down at her and Paul almost from near Nadia's shoulder, and I could see not just her nude back but also her soft buttocks as they rose up and slammed into Paul, while he was fucking her so hard. His strong, muscular body was still towering over hers, his arms straight down, his knees spread around her, his flat abdomen pumping back and forth to drive his cock into her teenage pussy. 

Nadia muttered Marissa's phone number, and I pause watching Paul fuck her while I listen for someone to answer. I was so enamored with watching Paul and Nadia have sex, I wasn't thinking much about the impending phone conversation.

The phone answered and it forced me to concentrate on the call. "Hello?" It was the sweet, sexy voice of Marissa. She sounded young, for an 18 year old, but maybe it was just the way it came out. Like I said, she always impressed me as being naive. The way Nadia was a few months ago, before she'd been fucked by a few adult men.

"Uh, um, hi," I stammered into the phone, trying to think about the call and not Paul's dick in my step-daughter's cunt. "Um, hi Marissa, it's your friend Nadia's dad, John -- Nadia wanted me to talk to your dad about, you know -- this weekend?" I actually felt guilty, admitting in a way that I knew about the plans for the weekend.

Marissa didn't seem to mind, she laughed softly. "Yeah, thanks, let me get him -- but, like, so, what are you going to tell him?"

With my eyes staring at the sight of Nadia's nude little sweaty back and ass, and Paul's naked, muscular sweaty torso and abdomen, as he ground his hips into her butt and thrusts his penis into her pussy, I answered Marissa's question exactly as how Nadia told me to say it. I told Marissa that the story was, I was taking both girls to the beach for the weekend, I had a buddy give me the keys to his beach house, I'd make sure the girls didn't do anything inappropriate and I'd be observing them the whole time. 

Giggling more, Marissa approved the plan, and a few seconds later her father's unfamiliar voice answered. I was fucking nervous, but I was even more turned on because of what I was watching in front of me and knowing what I was helping Marissa to do. I introduced myself, and it turned out he remembered me from events at the high school. (I get the feeling lots of dads remember me; they always seemed to be staring at Nadia.) I tried to remain calm even though I was mostly out of breath, as I casually mentioned -- and lied -- that I had a chance to use a friend's beach house, and Nadia won't go without a friend because she said it will be "eternally" boring, so I promised to take total care of Marissa if she wanted to come. 

Marissa's father is a dork, it appeared, because he rather quickly agreed. Maybe he was one of those fathers who didn't like having a hot, sexy 18 year old daughter around his house. I suppose such guys might exist.

With my eyes glued to Nadia's soft teen butt undulating against Paul's manly abdomen with his cock deep in her vagina, I was about to say goodbye and hang up on Marissa's dad when I heard her voice in the background, asking him for the phone. A moment later Marissa gets back on the phone and she says to me, "Hey it's me again -- is Nadia with you?"

I'm watching Paul panting, gasping, as his muscles on his shoulders and arms were straining. He was holding himself above Nadia, as she writhed under him, his dick stuffed so deep up her tight pink pussy. 

I thought about lying to Marissa -- why not, I just lied to her dad -- but in a fit of honesty I softly answered, "Yeah, she's right here but um -- she's um -- well--"

Marissa giggled in a high, sweet voice. "Is she, what, BUSY with her friend?"

My moan answered for her, but then I explained. "Oh yeah. Paul's still here." I found myself looking at Nadia's face now, seeing her eyes closed and her lips wet with saliva, as she tried to breath quietly, concentrating on the feeling of that big cock in her twat. 

Her girl friend sounded very intrerested at my response. "Mmm, he's there now huh? Are they -- you know -- being friendly?" 

My giggle to the phrasing of her question allowed me to think a moment. What exactly did Marissa know? "Uh, sure -- friendly, uh huh." How noncommittal could I be?

The dirty-blonde cheerleader snickered over the phone, a bit quietly. "Just 'friendly,' huh? How friendly?"

I found myself smiling at the question, as I watched the two fucking in a very friendly manner. "Well, um -- very friendly, I guess."

She knew, and now she knew that I knew. "Oh, very friendly, hmm? Do you know what I know?"

"No," I moaned back, "what do you know, Marissa?"

"Well," she answered, "I happen to know that her friend picks her up from school sometimes, and they go to your house, and he has this big dick that she sucks and then he fucks her with it -- did you know that?"

My knees were aching badly, I was so hard and trying to stand not quite upright so that my erection wouldn't be squeezed too hard in my pants. Not only was Nadia fucking in front of me, but her hot friend was as potty-mouthed as Nadia was. The two were going to make quite a pair at the beach, nude with four horny adult men. I thought about how to answer Marissa, trying to come up with a witty response or something incredibly clever. All my sex-numbed brain could do, however, was just answer in a low, hushed grunt. "Oh yeah," I admitted.

Marissa snickered. I heard her tell her father that she was taking the phone into her bedroom, and a few seconds later on the phone I heard her bedroom door close shut loudly and click, and then Marissa spoke up again. Her voice changed now, she was talking in a quiet, sultry tone. "Nadia told me you like her to be with men, and to get fucked -- it turns you on when Nadia is getting laid, doesn't it?"

Now I knew the full story, even if Nadia never admitted it to me. Nadia was not only aware I wanted her to get fucked by other men -- I mean, I kept leaving her alone wearing skimpy clothing with horny adult men -- but she correctly surmised that it turned me on. And she was telling her friends about it. The fact that Marissa knew it, somehow, made me feel both weak but yet important. "Fuck yes," I whispered to her question, "I love it."

"Good," said the girl over the phone to me while I watched Nadia being fucked hard still, "so, Nadia's daddy, tell me, are Nadia and the guy fucking right now?"

I nodded but then realized it was a phone conversation. "Oh, yes."

"And, can you see them, are you watching them?"

I did the same thing, finally answering, "Oh, yes."

She snickered. " Well, I'm alone now -- so tell me, what are he and Nadia doing, exactly?" 

The irony was killing me. I've been lusting for Marissa but never actually talked to her before or even really been introduced to her, and the first time she actually wanted to have a conversation with me was to hear about Nadia fucking another man.

I was about to describe the details to her, when Paul and Nadia moved on the bed. I watch in delight as Paul pushed away from Nadia, allowing my step-daughter to roll her nude body onto her back under him. I could see her perky sweaty titties, and how hard her soft pink nipples were, and I saw her skinny legs spread open to give her cunt to the man. Her exquisitely flat little tummy glistened with sweat. Paul leaned down again over her, his manly body so much bigger than hers, as she reached to her pelvis, and I could tell Nadia was guiding Paul's dick into her pussy. A moment later, both Paul and Nadia moaned as Paul thrust his cock into her squishy wet pussy, deeply. 

With no reservation, I started describing these very details to Marissa. Every last juicy detail. "They're on her bed, he's on top of her. They're both sweaty and her skinny legs are wide fucking open. Nadia's little nipples are so fucking hard, and she's panting, and her hair is sweaty and matted like she's been fucking him all afternoon. Paul's got this muscled, fit body and he's savagely fucking her on top of her, his dick must be so fucking deep in her teenage pussy, you should hear the sounds of his big cock fucking her wet little pussy."

"Yeah!" shrieked Nadia's horny friend over the telephone as she heard the details, "that's so hot, go on, what else?" 

I was in a trance, watching Nadia fuck Paul, describing it to Marissa. "Her little back is arched, she's pushing her sexy little body up to meet him as he smacks into her, Nadia is so turned on I can tell." 

As Nadia heard me describing it to Marissa, she let out a loud moan -- almost exhaling all of the energy she'd been storing inside, to remain silent while I talked on the phone. "Yeah!" she screamed at Paul, loud enough for Marissa to hear it over the phone, "fuck me, fuck me harder baby!" 

Marissa heard it. "Let me hear it!" Marissa ordered to me, "put the phone down near them, let me hear them fuck!" 

So much for my first conversation with Marissa. I leaned forward to hold the phone on the bed near the two nude squirming bodies, but Paul grabbed the phone from my hand and yanked it away. Paul leaned upright more, his torso almost vertical, and he held the phone near his cock and Nadia's very wet pussy, so Marissa could hear the sloppy wet sounds of Paul's big dick fucking her hot teen cunt. 

"Yes!" screamed Marissa loudly through the phone, so loudly even I could hear her. 

I stood by the bed stupidly, just watching, seeing Paul fucking Nadia and letting Marissa hear it over the phone. Nadia's tits were jiggling as she arched her back and gasped, her slender hands wrapped around Paul's meaty shoulders for support. "Oh fuck yeah," she moaned at the man fucking her, "fuck me, fuck me, I love you fucking me!" 

Paul let Marissa listen to a few minutes of the fucking, then he put the phone to his ear and moaned into it. I had no idea if this was the first time he'd spoken to Marissa. "You like that, honey?" he barked, "yeah, this is Paul, I think your sexy little girl friend here likes my big dick in her -- don't you baby?"

He held the phone forward, over Nadia's mouth, and my brunette step-daughter cried into it. "Ohhhh, fuck me Paul, fuck me harder -- I love your big fucking cock, fuck me harder!" 

The stud snickered as he returned the phone to his mouth and ear. "I can't wait to meet you," he purred to Marissa, "maybe you'll let me stick this big dick in YOUR tight pussy too, honey." 

I couldn't hear what Marissa said back, but I had a pretty good idea. Paul listened and smiled, and then he nodded while he continued to fuck my babygirl. "Well then we'll have awesome fucking sex all weekend, won't we honey?" Paul giggled to her, "and, here you go." He put the phone back down, this time almost touching it to a spot just above Nadia's shaved pussy where his cock was thrusting in and out of her. 

I continued to stand there like a useless statue, watching Nadia and Paul fuck while Marissa was listening over the phone probably masturbating herself silly. Now knowing that Marissa was as horny as Nadia suddenly made my impression of her a hundred times better than it already was, which was pretty damned positive. My cock was hurting from being so hard, and I had half a mind to pull it out and jerk off. I had thought Paul didn't like the company but, since he would be taking Nadia and Marissa for a gangbang at the beach, I figured he wouldn't mind me stroking myself while I watched him fuck Nadia. 

But before I did anything stupid, I saw Nadia grab the phone from where Paul was holding it against her belly. With one hand Nadia took the phone to her ear and mouth, and with her other hand she reached up and pulled her long sweaty, messy hair off of her face and forehead, holding it back over her pillow. "Oh god Marissa," Nadia exploded into the phone, "his cock is SOOO big, he's so deep in me, I'm cumming so fucking hard today, he's made me cum like a million fucking times, and I'm -- SHIT -- I'm cumming again, OH FUCK!" 

With her step-daddy watching in amazement, I saw Nadia seize and spasm with a hard orgasm, her slender messy body shaking and vibrating while she groaned and squealed. Paul kept fucking herhard through the orgasm, as she screamed into the phone for her friend to hear it. 

As her cum subsided, Nadia look over at me, flustered, and she giggle into the phone. "Oh fuck yeah, he's watching it all," she answered to something Marissa asked, "he's right here." Then she paused to listen to Marissa again, and whatever was said made her smile. She blew some sweaty long dark hair that had creeped into her mouth for a moment, and she said to Marissa, "Okay, sure." Then she handed the phone back to me.




Nadia Needs Her Step-Dad's Help



I took the phone to talk to sexy Marissa again. Marissa was purring, and I could hear the state of arousal in her voice. Her tone had a combination of energy and anxiety, as she was doing something to bring herself near an orgasm. "Oh daddy," Marissa said to me, "do you like it, seeing Nadia having a big cum?"

An autopilot made me answer. "Uh huh -- oh yeah."

The soon-to-be high school senior playfully moaned into the phone. "That's so hot," the teenager softly panted, "tell me what she's doing, tell me more."

Almost like they heard her, Paul and Nadia moved around a bit. Paul by now had pushed the bedsheet entirely off of himself, so I could see his full nude body and ass, and at the moment he was leaning upright more, his belly pulling away from Nadia's spread-open legs. I had a direct view at his penis inside Nadia's gaping open, sloppy-wet pussy; the fat red bone was stuffed deep inside her but an inch or two was still left out. My step-daughter's pink pussylips were stretched wide open, swallowing that penis as he pushed it inside and pulled it back out again. I didn't dare raise my eyes, unless I'd see him watching me fuck Nadia. I just stood there, staring at his dick inside Nadia, telling Marissa about it.

"She's spread open wide, pulling her knees back, her little breasts are bouncing around as Paul is sticking it to her. He's fucking her, stretching her open."

Marissa was panting, wailing almost. I could picture what she was doing, the way she was moaning. The girl was pumping fingers in her cunt, anxiously fucking herself too hearing about Nadia getting laid by Paul.

I tried to help Marissa cum as best I could. "Paul's ass is pumping hard, I can see it squish as he pumps his dick into Nadia, and Nadia's back arches and her mouth trembles when he sticks it hard in her. She's grabbing the bedsheets and looking up at him with her big brown eyes, she loves getting fucked, Marissa, Nadia is getting fucked so hard."

"Yes!" screamed the girl on the phone, having her own orgasm I was sure. She wailed into the phone, her mouth so close to it the noise just came over as total distortion. "Oh fuck YES!"

Moments later, I heard a click and the line went dead.

"Fuck," I sullenly reported to Nadia, "I, uh, I think she had to go, suddenly." 

Her body shaking while Paul fucked her, Nadia pouted at me, looking very winded. Paul was fucking her a bit more slowly now, pressing his fat dick as keep into her cunt as he could slide it. As he leaned his muscled weight into her, Nadia winced a bit at the pressures so deep inside you. 

Speaking his first words to me of the day, the guy I found on the Internet a few weeks ago snickered with pride. "You like that, Daddy?" he sneered, seeing me stare at his penis in my daughter. "Your little slut here loves big cock, she's one hot fucking cumslut, she's a little whore isn't she?"

Nadia fully agreed. "Fuck yes, I'm a little slut, fuck me harder!"

He snickered at her now, looking down at her with a master's grin. "You're my little slut right now, aren't you baby?"

My step-daughter nodded, her slender pale body out of control being fucked hard by him. "I'm your slut, fuck me harder!"

"Mmmm," you purr looking at him, then me, smiling to yourself, "I doooo, Daddy, I loooove Paul's big cock fucking me!" 

Paul grabbed her ankles, both of them, her tender feet so small in his strong hands. He bent her legs back, even more wide open, pushing her knees far up the bed as he leanded into her harder.

"Yeah, that's it baby," Paul sneered agani at her, "ooh you're so sexy, get me so hard."

"Oh you're so hard," she moaned back to him, "fuck me more baby!" 

He nodded, pumping his dick forcefully into her, really pressing it deep, making her squirm at the feeling of how far up her vagina it was, and how wide he spread her tight cunny. 

Again I found myself wondering if I should take my pants off and join the two of them, at least jerking myself off as they fucked. Instead, as I looked into Nadia's face, I found the coldest eyes. 

"Daddy," she grunted softly while allowing Paul to keep fucking you, "thanks for making that call."

I nodded, thinking nothing of it.

But she was more resolute, and with a snap of her eyes and voice she said it to me directly. "Um, like, you can go now, you know?"

Um, "go?" I thought to myself. 

The little tease was playing with me, while she was having sex. She could see how I loved watching it, and I don't think it was bothering her. Instead, she was using it over me. Our relationship was changing. "Daddy, can you shut the door on your way out? Paul and I might be here a while, so don't wait for us for dinner!" 

I stood there, stupidly, like the English language was French. But the look in her eyes was telling; she didn't want me there, she was angry with me just standing there.

"You, uh, you two gonna keep fucking?" I asked, as if I had no idea.

Nadia nodded quickly, her little Russian face full of pleasure. "Oh yeah, Daddy, definitely!"

Moments later I shut the door with a thud behind me. 

* * * *

About an hour later, I was in the kitchen making myself a sandwich. I'd already had two cums from masturbating; one right after I left the bedroom, and the other about 20 minutes later. And I was still hard. Hearing the moaning and thumping from the bedroom upstairs was a constant reminder of the fun Nadia was having. 

I heard a sound, and I turned around. I found Nadia walking into the kitchen, moving slowly and softly, her hair a total disheveled, tangled mess. She was naked except for wearing a man's dress shirt hanging around her slender shoulders and down her petite body like a robe. It was white and way too large for her; obviously it was Paul's. She hadn't buttoned it at all, so it hung loosely and open. I could see one of her perky, b-cup boobies and her very wet, messy pussy. 

She smiled as she stand there, showing me her creamy cunt. "He's in the bathroom," she reported to me with a slight grin, knowing what I was thinking. Her eyes flirted with the sight of the bulge in Daddy's pants. In a cheerful, spirited mood she winked at me. "How are you doing, Daddy?"

"Just fine, princess." I didn't want to be too obvious staring at my step-daughter's petite body, with that creamy fucked cunt and one of her perky b-cup titties on display. But she was obviously showing off for me, so I shouldn't look away from the gift. "Having fun?"

"Definitely," she smiled more, moving forward now to glide past me into the kitchen. I watched her, hardly moving myself, as she stepped in front of the refrigerator. I'm sure she heard me gasp as she opened the door and bent down -- way, way down -- to look for something on the lower shelves. Right in front of me, the long shirt she was wearing hiked up, and she pulled it up more to show off half of her smooth, creamy little ass -- and the wet pink pussy below it. She gave me a few seconds' look at her cunt and butt, then she stood upright and grabbed a bottle of water from the top shelf. Slut, I thought to myself.

As she turned to face me and kicked the door shut, swigging the water already, I had to laugh. "Quite a workout up there, huh -- you sure you have the strength to make a whole weekend out of it?"

She laughed and almost spat out water, coughing a bit and wiping her mouth. "Daddy! You don't think I should go?" She didn't really believe what she said, instead she smiled at me playfully.

"Oh sweetie," I quickly clarified, raising my hands and shaking them, "if you want to go, then go for it. I mean -- well, I was only wondering." She was blushing now, and I found myself turned on making her blush about her sexual escapades. So I turned up the heat a little. "I mean, you did fuck Adam and Ben this last weekend, didn't you?"

Again, we hadn't talked about what happened, but they had told me afterwards. Nadia looked at me almost with a shy, embarrassed pain of guilt, and her creamy-white cheeks were glowing a full shade of deep red. I didn't look away from her, however, so she fessed up. "Um . . . well of course we did, Daddy, you left me home alone with them wearing my string bikini."

God, she looked so good in that bikini! I had half a mind that past Saturday to turn my car around and spy on her teasing those two men, then getting it on with them. But as sexy as it was knowing she was there with them, hearing her talk about it made it a hundred times better. "I didn't think those two studs could resist your hot ass. So come on, tell me, you must have had a great time fucking those two guys, to make you want to spend a weekend with four men."

She nodded, smiling, while her mouth was wrapped around the water bottle. Nadia drank more water in a couple of large gulps, then brushed her tangled long black hair with her slender fingers. "Yeah," she said breathlessly after swallowing, "it was really fun, I wasn't sure if I could, you know, like, do it. But--"

I cut her off because I was so turned on talking about this. "Did they take turns fucking you, or did you get both cocks inside you at the same time?"

Nadia saw how her pervy step-father loved the details, so for the first time ever, she gave them to me. "Well," she thought, her pretty brown eyes rolling, "mostly they took turns, but, if you mean, did I suck and fuck them? Yeah, and um, they, like, you know what DP is?" She saw me nod quickly and she blushed. "Um, we did that, I guess, a couple of times."

I was picturing her small pale nude body sandwiched between two hung adult men, forcing their big pricks into her tight pussy and even tighter asshole at the same time, and I loved what I imagined. "That must have felt great; just think, now you can have a third cock in your mouth at the same time, will you do that at the beach?"

My step-daughter was playing along, seeing how this turned me on so much. "Oh, definitely, I'm gonna--" And she stopped in mid-thought, watching how her words affected me, how I hung onto every syllable and rolled the images around my head for sexual satisfaction. "I'm just gonna walk around naked the whole time, and anytime they wanna fuck Marissa and me, we're, like, just gonna lie back and go, cum fuck me baby -- mmmm, Daddy, it's going to be so much fun!" Her dark eye sparkled, and her lush thin lips spread a wide smile around her polished white teeth.

Oh, like the images weren't already hot enough to have Marissa added to them. "Damn that does sound like a fucking great weekend," I nodded, but my mind was thinking of something else new and even more intoxicating. Could it be? "So, um, tell me -- you played with Marissa yet, I mean, how did she end up getting added to the trip?"

Nadia saw my sheepish, lusty grin, and she knew what I was thinking. "You mean, have I fucked Marissa yet? Well . . . not really." Her pause and slight smile betrayed either a lie or a very fun story she wasn't revealing. "But, well, see, do you remember Greg?" (Of course I remembered him; I introduced her to him, he had a ritzy bachelor's condo not too far from us.) "He, uh, kinda knew Marissa and, uh, she was like, she came over once when I was there with him."

"Is that right?" I was leaning back against the countertop, because my knees were weak. The idea of petite Nadia naked with sexy, curvy Marissa was insanely hot. "So go on, tell me more. Did you three get naked together?"

The 18 year old hesitated, even looking away a moment, and her toothy smile grew fourfold as she thought about not answering or lying. But as her eyes fell on mine and she saw how intensely interested I was in her forthcoming answer, and there was no chance the truth would get her in trouble, she nodded and shrugged. "Yeah we did, Daddy, Greg, her and me. He'd been fucking her a while I guess. He fucked us both and we sucked his cock and got him all off and stuff."

"Cool," I muttered thinking about how that must have looked, "very cool. And uh, did he make you and Marissa, you know, fuck each other? Lick each other's pussies or something?"

To my disappointment, she shook her head. "No, not really, but--"

We were interrupted by a booming, low male voice from upstairs. "You down there, honey?" bellowed Paul from the second floor.

Nadia stopped talking to me and looked in that direction. "Yeah," she softly moaned, but then with a bit more gusto she shouted, "Down here in the kitchen." Nadia looked at me with a soft shrug, as if apologetic she had to attend to something else much more fun than talking to her step-daddy. "You want a water baby?"

His voice was loud and anxious. "Sure, you coming back up now?"

"Sorry, Daddy," Nadia moaned, turning her back to me to remove another bottle of water from the fridge, "I guess we'll be up there a while."

I watched silently as she was about to leave the room, but she turned to look at me over her shoulder so I blew her a kiss. I said, "I'm very, very glad you're having a good time."

Nadia smiled and blew a kiss back. "I am, definitely." But instead of leaving, she turned to look at me and her head tilted, as she gave me a thoughtful stare. "Daddy," she sang in a sweet tone, ""since you've been SUCH a good daddy to me -- I have a little present for you."

My ears perked up.

She continued, "Like, if you go on the computer downstairs in the TV room, and look under my documents in my pictures folder, there are, like some stuff, some pictures I sent to Paul the other day, I think you'll like them."

All of a sudden, I was in a rush to get downstairs. "Wow, sure, I'll go look," I promised, rewarding her for the information with another blown kiss. She waived and softly mouthed, "buh-bye," then she took her slender barely-covered young body back upstairs to keep fucking the married adult stud.

Even though I'd jerked off twice in the last hour or so, I couldn't wait to see what was on the computer. I raced downstairs, anxiously screamed at the computer to hurry up as it booted up, then I dove into her materials. I had invaded her file space in the past, but never found anything juicy, much less sexual, so I hadn't done it for the last couple of weeks, or maybe even a month. I wondered what I would find; my heart was racing.

There were some photos of her with friends, and with her and her Mom (both look to pretty together), and a couple of folders from school assignments and stuff. At first, I had no idea what she meant. But there was a folder named "M AND N," which I figured meant, Marissa and Nadia. I couldn't move the mouse fast enough to open it.

There were a half-dozen photos in the folder, and listed with file names not by thumbnail so I couldn't see what they were right away. Good, better to save the surprise. I opened the first one anxiously.

It was a photo of Marissa, in Nadia's bedroom. Marissa was standing naked except for pink cotton panties, her arms crossed in an "X" in front of her chest to hide her nipples and some of her large round boobies. What a fucking sensationally sexy girl she was, I thought to myself. I immediately leaned back in the computer chair and began to rub my dick through my pants. Marissa had a careful, playful grin on her face; I can tell she was a little nervous looking at the camera.

The photo was sexy, even hot, not slutty. A bit artsy. Expecting the photos will get better, I quickly unzipped my pants and hoisted out my 5 1/2 inch erection. It was aching from being so hard all evening since I got home, but it throbbed for a good squeeze too. I wrapped a hand around it and started stroking, while my other hand held the mouse to move onto the second photo. 

The second picture made me gasp. Marissa was totally nude! She was on her fours on Nadia's bed, her ass facing the camera as she looked back over her shoulder. The photo clearly showed her round buttcheeks, with a sizzling hot tanline from her two-piece bathing suit, and under her ass was a hairy, very pink teenage vagina. I could also see her tight dark asshole in the picture. The look on her face was the gaze of a girl who wanted cock up her holes. Immediately, I was jealous of Greg, Paul and the other hot studs who had big enough cocks to deserve to fuck her.

By now, my hand is flying up and down my shaft as I'm masturbating myself wildly. In the third photo, Marissa is still naked but this time on her back on Nadia's bed, her long cheerleader legs spread wide open to expose that hairy wet cunt. Her full tits were so round and tender, and she had long brown nipples sticking out of those tits.

I stroked my penis picturing myself between those luscious legs, sliding my erection into that hairy 18 year old cunt, watching those big tits bouncing. What a hot fuck she would be!

By that time, my entire hand and cock were smeared with precum. I opened the fourth photo, hoping for something even more sexy, and I was not disappointed -- but in a different way. Nadia and Marissa were posing together, sitting side by side on the computer chair in front of the webcam. Marissa was still totally nude, but Nadia was wearing a tight pink t-shirt and white booty shorts. So, they were sitting right in the very spot were I was sitting! I jerked my dick even faster, knowing Marissa's nude ass sat where I am now sitting.

The next picture was, well, heaven. Taken again by the webcam, Nadia and Marissa were both now totally nude, standing in front of the computer hip-to-hip, their arms behind each other's backs. The photo showed them from the knees up to their smiling young faces; Nadia was several inches shorter than Marissa. Nadia's perky little b-cups and her unblemished, creamy white Russian skin contrast to Marissa's healthy tan and very American curvy body, with probably D-cup tits, atheltic tummy and rounded hips. Nadia had her constantly-shaved pink vagina, whereas Marissa's was thick with dark-blonde pubic hair. But even more arousing, the girls had drawn words on themselves with red lipstick. Across Nadia's stomach was scrawled the phrase, "WE WANT 4 COCKS," and over Marissa's body next to her the message continued, "2 FUCK US ALL WEEKND" (she ran out of room there for the last "E").

I was madly pumping my fist over my cock, staring at the two naked teenagers, feeling privileged to be seeing them both nude. I was picturing Paul and other men fucking them both, and also thinking that maybe Marissa would spread her sexy tanned thighs and let Nadia lick and taste her hairy little cunt. If only Marissa would shave it, she'd be perfect.

My third orgasm of the evening, which was going to be the largest, was about to burst. But I clicked the mouse to see if there was another photo, and there was. It showed less flesh but was even better. It wasn't taken by our webcam, nor even in our house; it sort of looked like a cellphone camera took it. Nadia and Marissa's faces were surrounding a hard cock! I figured it was Greg's, given Nadia's story. The picture was taken by lucky Greg himself, looking down his nude body as he stood up with the girls on their knees, their mouths out, tongues licking his prick on each side of the fat shaft. I was jealous of his very prodigious, thick penis; but I loved that Nadia and Marissa shared it. I couldn't tell if the girls were nude for the picture, pretty much just their faces and tongues were in it, tasting the man's hard cock.

I was close to cumming. I clicked to see if there was another photo, but the first picture of Marissa in her panties came back. I'd cycled through all six, that was it.

Time to cum. I put up my favorite, Marissa naked on her back spreading her legs, and I stared at her vagina while my cock began spurting semen all over my legs and hand.

And not even 30 minutes later, while Nadia was still upstairs with Paul, I was back in front of the computer masturbating for the fourth time that night, again staring at the six photos.

* * * *

There wasn't much else to tell about that evening. I was passed out asleep in front of the TV by about midnight, not having seen Nadia or her male fuckbuddy for the rest of the evening. I heard plenty of thumping and moaning noises, however, time to time, and even the shower I think. I guess he slipped out to go home to his wifey after I dozed off.




Nadia Needs Her Step-Dad's Help



And, although I wondered if I could get Nadia to change her mind about the weekend, I wasn't invited to go. So there isn't much to say about that, except, Nadia got home past 10 pm on that Sunday night wearing a guy's football jersey and nothing else, and she fell asleep sitting in my lap about 15 minutes later. And she stank like a fucked whore; she had cum all over her, her hair was a fucking disaster, she was sweaty and messy and obviously hadn't cleaned herself up for two full days. It was insanely sexy.

But, before the weekend began, I did have a fantasy realized, although not quite as, ah, fully as I would have liked.

That Friday, Nadia had already made arrangements with one of her male friends to go to his house for the day because his wife was out of town and he couldn't pass up the opportunity to get Nadia into his bedroom again. She tried to get out of it, but he was a sweet-talker and I guess a really good fuck so she agreed.

I guess she was having a good time with the other guy because she was still at the guy's house when Paul and his buddies were driving around to pick her up for the weekend trip, about mid-afternoon. That wouldn't affect me, of course, except that Marissa's dad -- under the illusion his virgin daughter was going to spend a clean, family weekend with my step-daughter and me -- was dropping his gorgeous slutty daughter off at our house for the trip.

So, around 2 p.m. or so, Nadia called me at the office from her cellphone. Her voice was strained, short of breath. "Daddy," she exhaled into the phone with a bit of panic, "Marissa is coming by, but I won't be home. You need to get home and let her in and make her dad think we're about to leave for the beach. I'll be home soon, Paul is coming to get me and then we'll go get her."

It wasn't a request, it was an order. She'd been pretty bossy with me since the afternoon I walked in on her fucking Paul; I liked her newfound confidence in herself. The assignment didn't sound difficult, although I had to cancel a couple of client meetings. The prospect of being stuck at home with beautiful, sexy Marissa even for just a few minutes gave me plenty of incentive.

I race home, and just in time. The doorbell rang maybe three minutes after I walked in the door, and I opened it to find scrumptuous Marissa waiving good-bye to her father. For a late August day, it was unseasonably cool, and Marissa was dressed for the weather. She had on low-rise, long faded blue jeans, and a baggy t-shirt that said "PARTY NAKED" on it. (Her dad obviously wasn't that much of a prude, to let her around wearing that shirt.)

Boy, I liked the shirt, which although loose was still tight enough to show the sides of her bra and tits inside. "Pretty much sums up your weekend, this weekend, doesn't it?" I joked, as I let her in the house.

Marissa giggled. She seemed shy, and nervous. She had on an incredibly powerful, super-sweet perfume and made me grin with her three feet away, even. She was carrying an overnight bag and also a napsack, both of which she dropped on the floor as she looked around the house. "First time here?" I asked, but then I realized it wasn't. She'd been here sometime in the past, to take those naked photos of herself with Nadia.

She shook her head, but didn't elaborate. She also politely declined any water or other refreshment. When I told her the story that Nadia was delayed and the "party bus" would be here to pick her up in a few minutes, she seemed to already know it.

I was very horny, just standing here with the sexy, lovely 18 year old with big tits and round (not fat) ass. It looked delicious in those jeans. She certainly wasn't talkative, as she had been on the phone a few days ago, although I guess it was unrealistic to expect her to have a conversation in person as if we were having phonesex.

Nonetheless, I was desperate and perverted enough to try. I pointed at her bags on the floor, and I said, "You know, Nadia was only going to take bath shit, like shampoo or something, and a brush, not any clothing." I made sure Marissa was looking at me when I added, "She, uh, didn't think you two would be wearing clothing much at the beach."

The cheerleader blushed and giggled nervously. "Oh, yeah, I guess."

"So you can leave those here, if you want," I offered, realizing it was a stupid point. I just wanted to talk about her being naked.

She shrugged and didn't seem to care. She slipped her hands into her front pockets, which sort of pushed her arms around her tits and made them stand out a bit. I was sure she knew I was staring at them, and she didn't seem to mind. I guess hot cheerleaders with big tits are used to having adult men stare at them.

A moment of awkward silence passed, until I figured out something else to ask about. Stay on topic, I thought. "You know," I mused, "you'll be in the car with Nadia and the guys for at least three hours, maybe more if traffic really sucks -- sitting in the car next to or on the laps of the men -- you might want to consider a change of clothing."

"Oh?" She hadn't thought about it, and clearly she had no idea what I meant, her eyebrow picked up as she smiled at me.

I nodded. "Yeah, see, think about it. In a car with four horny men, who want to fuck you all weekend." (I made a point to mention that, to see if she'd mention it too. It was hot talking to her about it.) "Don't you want to wear something, you know, that, well, is easy to pull back? Or pull aside? So, you know, on the drive over there -- so you can have fun in the car."

"Oh!" The idea hit her and she giggled, and wrinkled her nose at me. Her long, dirty-blonde hair was, as usual, curled at the bottom few inches as it fell around her shoulders and rounded chest. As she thought about my point, she shrugged and blushed with a little grin. "Um, I guess so."

My cock was throbbing in my pants, as I was thinking very perverted thoughts. I pointed at her t-shirt and jeans. "You look fucking sexy in those, sweetie, but trust me, wouldn't you rather be in the car in, like, a haltertop or front-button blouse and something like a miniskirt with no panties?"

The teenage girl blushed a bit more and nodded carefully, as if not wanting to admit she liked the idea. "Yeah, but, I don't have, you know, anything like that." Then she quickly added, "But I do have my bikini, I could just wear that."

I shrugged and shook my head a bit, pretending to think it over but I had other ideas. "Well, if you go to a minimart or something on the trip, a bikini might make you feel weird in public." I smiled as I made my offer. "If you want, we can go up to Nadia's and my wife's closets -- Nadia is a lot smaller than you but I think Katya has some elastic miniskirts and small blouses that would fit you perfectly."

I tried not to look pervy as I offered but instead casually stood back not smiling, hoping she'd see me as a friendly father figure. Her first look at me, however, was timid and distant. "Naw, well, that's okay," she said sweetly, more from not wanting to cause too much trouble I think than from being afraid of going upstairs with me.

"No trouble at all," I told her adamantly, "in fact, you'll be really fucking hot at the beach anyway in long jeans -- wouldn't you feel a lot better with, like, a blouse you tie across your tummy, and a nice skirt that shows off your hot sexy legs?"

"Mmm, maybe," the girl giggled, knowing I was right.

"Come on," I said, grabbing her hand -- she gave it without resistance -- as I led her towards the steps. "This won't take long, I have a couple things in mind already."

I let her to up the steps first, so I could stare at her ass in the jeans. I just wanted to reach out and grab them both, she was so fucking hot. Sexy young 18 year old cheerleader, wearing hot perfume and going to fuck four men and my step-daughter all weekend. Could she be any more perfect, I asked myself?

Actually, it occurred to me as we walked up the steps, yes she could.

"Say," I interjected as we reached the second floor, "don't let me scare you by asking, but, since you'll be with four adult men -- did you make sure to shave yourself today?"

Marissa blinked, puzzled. "Shave?"

Nodding like she should know what I was talking about, I explained. "Sure. You'll be with adult men; you do know, of course, that guys like girls with shaved pussies? Especially if you'll be nude at the beach, you don't want all that sand in your pubic hair. You definitely should have a shaved pussy, it'll be so much more fun. And," I added for effect, "Nadia always shaves all the time, she says her boyfriends love it -- a nice, juicy wet smooth cunt!"

Talking nasty in front of Marissa might have been a bit over the top, but we did have a pretty horny phonecall earlier in the week. I didn't expect Marissa to act surprised, but at first she looked at me like I was suggesting she jump off a bridge or go get married to me. I suddenly had a pang of guilt for saying it, but she saved me from a heart attack with a smile of realization. "Oh!" she giggled, looking into my eyes with a slightly playful sparkle, "well, you know, I don't usually -- I mean, no, I didn't, but--"

How far could I push this? I was determined to find out.

I pointed at the bathroom door. "Look, don't get me wrong, we both know that you're going to the beach with Nadia to get nude and fuck a bunch of adult men. I'm all good with that. I just want you to have fun." I was gathering strength to ask her, wondering if she's smack me in the face or something for asking. "If you want, right now, I can shave your pussy, I do it for Nadia all the time."

Marissa stared at me for a couple of seconds, not blinking, her big blue eyes drilling right into my skull. Then she blinked, and she laughed.

"Seriously?" cackled the teenager.

I shook my head up and down. "I'm not kidding, no hanky-panky, I'm not trying to get you naked or something, but you'll have a lot more fun -- and be really comfortable."

The cheerleader paused to consider it, which I thought was a total success because she didn't reject it out of hand.

"It'll only take two seconds," I added, hoping the puffery would make the sale.

It worked. "Well, okay," she said very slowly, embarrassed, looking around for a second as if other people might hear her agree to be shaved by Nadia's step-dad. "You sure?"

Again acting nonchalant like it was no big deal, I took her hand and led her to the bathroom. "Not a big deal at all, you won't even know I'm there and it'll be done in a jiffy."

Intentionally I didn't look at her, trying to keep her at ease. I left the bathroom door open, so she didn't feel confined. I gathered a new razor and a half-used can of lotion, then I sat on my heels in front of the closed toilet seat and beckoned for her to come sit on the lid. That's where Nadia positions herself when I shave her, I told Marissa.

My heart was thumping in my chest, my cock was leaking precum in my underwear as I held by breath wondering if the girl would really let me do this. How horny was this young slut? Well, horny enough it turned out. "Okay," she said very slowly again, facing me at my side, picturing herself on the closed toilet lid with me shaving her. I watched her small, soft hands go to her jeans and unbutton and unzip them, then she hooked her thumbs through the belt loops and pushed her jeans down her legs.

Fucking hot legs she had, and I could now smell her pussy in addition to her perfume. She had on a black thong, which frankly was fucking sexy. Marissa stood up, and I was hoping the shirt would come off too. It didn't; to have her pussy shaved, she didn't need to get topless of course. She was smart enough to figure that out.

She was pausing before stripping her pussy nude, so I said it like it was. "I know it's weird, but you'll be getting naked with four men you never met before, right, so it shouldn't be a big deal to let me shave you, I'm your friend's dad, I'm harmless." 

Marissa's laugh told me she agreed.

I leaned back and again didn't stare at her as she pulled the thong down to her little teenage ankles, then she stepped out of it. Her vagina was now exposed, as she threw a leg over the commode. I watched intently as she sat her soft buttcheeks on the toilet lid and leaned back, spreading her tanned thighs wide open. I was staring at a teenage pussy inches in front of me.

Her soft, dark-blonde pubic hair was already moist, she'd been horny for some time today. The tanline of her two-piece bathing suit clearly contrast to her bronze, tanned thighs. I got a full breath of the aroma of that teenage girly pussy as she lay back, anxiously holding her breath, watching me.

"This will be quick," I promised, spraying lotion on my fingers then rubbing it over her pubic hairs.

[AUTHOR'S NOTE: Now, I'm a guy, I have never shaved a pussy before and wouldn't know how to do it. I suppose I could go download porn movies showing it, but I'm too worked up to take time out of writing this. I will leave it to the reader's imagination how a pussy can get shaved by an experienced adult male.]

I carefully went about my business, concentrating on the job and not on the fact she was a sexy, half-naked 18 year old with her cunt pointed at me. The more I worked, the more her breaths became intense and deep. She gulped a few times. Her big tits in her shirt were heaving more and more, up and down, hard for me to ignore as I shaved her mound. The pubic hairs were quite long and thick in some places, but the very sharp razor didn't cause too much discomfort as I cleaned up her entire nether-region. The entire time, her eyes were on me, riveted really, studying my every move as well as my face too. I kept a very professional composure, making this girl's vagina ready to be eaten and fucked.

As I finished up, leaving just a few streaks of lotion around the area, her head was moving side to side and her long bent legs quivered as she leaned back. I used a dry hand towel to mop up the leftover lotion, and when I'd exposed her newly-shaved pussy, I saw it was glistening wet. Marissa was really horny from the shave.

"Fuck," I muttered, "your cunt is gorgeous." I woke up and smiled in a less threatening way. "Those men are gonna have a great time, fucking you."

The girl smiled at me, her legs still spread. "Thanks," she purred sweetly.

I wasn't going to break my promise to her, as much as I was attracted to her pussy. I stood up and then helped her to her feet, looking down at her asscheeks that were half-creamy and half-tanned, a bright diagonal line cutting over the middle of each cheek showing where her bathing suit left off all summer long. "Perfect ass, too," I breathed coarsely, letting her see me admire her butt.

Marissa stooped down -- without bending over -- to retrieve her discarded clothing, and I hurriedly stopped her from putting them back on. "Let's go look for something better for you to wear," I said softly.

For the third time I took the teenager's soft hand and led her, this time to my bedroom. More exactly, Katya's and my bedroom. Marissa was a little reluctant when I pointed to the bed and asked her to sit on it, given that she wasn't wearing any clothing below her waist, but she sat there when she saw me walk into my wife's closet. I thought about how Katya might react knowing that another naked female was on our bed, in our bedroom; that's a story for another time. She probably would have been mad but not jealous. Anyway, moot point, she wasn't there. The closets are large and besides having double-racks of hanging clothing, they also have large drawers full of my wife's stuff. I opened one of the lower drawers and fished out Katya's black skirt with the elastic waistband. It wasn't quite a miniskirt and would go down Marissa's thighs a few inches, but that was good. It was loose and wide, and if Melissa wanted, it would give perfect access to her fresh shaved pussy.

I showed the skirt to Marissa through the closet doorway, then I turned to look for an appropriate top. I ended up going with my original thought, a sheer white front-button blouse. It was size 6, which might have been a bit small for Marissa's big tits if Marissa was going to button it closed. I had another plan, however.

Walking back into the bedroom, I held up the blouse and tossed it onto the bed next to the girl. "Put that on, but tie it, right, not button it," I said, indicating with my hands over my abdomen how she should secure it to herself.

Marissa nodded and looked at me, I suppose expecting me to leave the room so she could change. I didn't want to. I really, really didn't want to.

So, I said it.

"Um," I stammered to get her attention, "actually, I don't want to sound too pervy, but -- you're really beautiful -- would you mind terribly if I just sat here, and watched you change?" Quickly I stepped back and plopped my middle-aged ass into a chair sitting by the wall.

The cheerleader laughed towards me, tossing her head to the side and making her long, curly dirty-blonde hair fall down her arms. She looked so sexy, with the t-shirt covering her top as well as her pelvis, but not her sexy, tanned thighs. "Oh, sure, why not," she cackled playfully seeing how pathetic I must have looked. Non-threatening, too, I'm sure.

I didn't breath, I'm serious, as my eyes were glued on Marissa when she stood up from the bed. She pulled her t-shirt off, showing her black bra covering those big melons. "This too?" she laughed at me, already knowing the answer because she was reaching behind herself to unsnap it. When the black bra fell away, I moaned at the sight of her perfect round teenage breasts. Better than they looked in the photographs; dark nipples, creamy white skin around the nipples from her bikini top, and the rest was a deep bronze, luscious tan. She could see me admiring them and I swear she paused to let me look a bit.

She was totally nude, and she played it up. She turned her back to me, picked up the skirt, and stepped into it bending over to show me that half-creamy, half-tanned round butt with the pink hairless twat. The skirt was tight on her but just a bit, and she wiggled it into place over her tummy. "That's so nice," she said, looking down her legs at it. It feel about a third the way down her thighs, so it wasn't a mini-skirt, but it showed a lot of leg.

Then the busty blonde teased me more, her chest facing me as she put on the blouse. I watched those two teenage tits get covered by the white blouse, and she giggled as she fought to tie the blouse's sides in a little knot over her tummy. Half of her cleavage was showing, and her brown nipples were making distinct bumps in the thin white fabric and also showing little brown circles around them because the material was really thin. Katya has C-cup tits so I figured the blouse probably would fit Marissa, even though Katya had a little smaller frame.

Marissa looked at her breasts as she stretched and adjusted the blouse, until it was perfectly covering half of her boobs but showing off her great cleavage. "That's hot," she moaned at the sight of her half-covered breasts.

I was on fire, my cock was raging and this stunning, slutty cheerleader had me wanting to fuck her badly. I had no idea if this moment would ever pass, and I was very much afraid of pissing her off and having Nadia get mad at me. But something inside my told me, this girl wouldn't mind at all.

So, I went for it!

"Sure is hot," I agreed needlessly, standing up and stepping towards her. "And, see, it's perfect for the car ride." I sat on the bed and then pulled her hand until she was sitting next to me, and she didn't fight me. "See, when you're next to the men in the car, you only have to do this to show off these hot tits." I reached my hand over to her tummy, and with fingers pinching the knot she only just now tied, I pulled it loose, unfastening it. And I pushed her blouse open, showing off her tits again. 




Nadia Needs Her Step-Dad's Help



Marissa grinned at me, arching her back, showing me those titties again. "Yup," she snickered, leaning back with her hands behind her, teasing me with those hot boobs.

I continued. "And when you're making out and the guys are sucking your tits in the car, you can just do this, and get fucked!" Now I grabbed the skirt down at the bottom hem, and I pulled it upwards towards her pussy. The skirt was loose and gave way easily, and even with Marissa sitting on the bottom half, the top half pulled up enough to show off her shaved vagina.

"And the men can finger it and lick it and fuck it in the car," I told her, smiling at the wet pussy in the skirt.

"Mmm," Marissa moaned, "yeah, you think they'll wanna fuck it, Mr. Bodinger?"

I chuckled at the formal reference. "Call me John, honey."

The slut was still leaning back, proudly displaying her uncovered boobs and now her wet cunt to me. "Ok, John."

And I answered her question. "They will totally want to fuck you, honey, you are so gorgeous. You ready to be fucked by four horny men all weekend?"

Her blue eyes stared at me while she arched her back, pushing those big tits forward. The slut softly moaned, "Maybe five men," as she shook her shoulders a bit and made the blouse fall open more, revealing more of those boobs.

I was mad at myself for being so reserved with her. She wanted to fuck!

She wanted to fuck . . . me!

I didn't undress her further. I pushed her onto her back on the bed, her ass at the edge of the mattress. After pulling the black skirt up around her waist as far as it would go, she then grabbed her knees and spread herself open for me. I was unzipping my pants, which I quickly pushed down to my knees with my underwear. My fully engorged, average-sized cock popped out, all glistening wet from precum that had been making a mess inside my pants. The teenage slut smiled at the sight of my dick, she didn't seem to mind it was smaller than Nadia's typical boyfriends.

Leaning over the bed, my arms around her torso, I stared at those tits and touched the swollen head of my penis to Marissa's pussylips. They were so fucking soft and wet. The girl shuddered and moaned, pulling her legs open even more, staring into my eyes begging to be fucked. I grabbed my shaft with a hand briefly, guided my missile to her hole, and I thrust my hips and ass forward.

"OH!" she wailed, feeling me enter her twat.

It was fucking tight, I can tell you that. Tight, silky warm, juicy and wet. I closed my eyes, feeling how great it felt around my dickhead then my shaft, as I pumped my ass back and forth sliding my adult meat into her vagina. "Oh heaven," I gasped, looking down at her pretty face and her wonderful tits, "your body is heaven, your cunt is so fucking hot, you make me so hard."

"Fuck me," the slut moaned, her hands reaching up to grab my upper arms, "fuck me!"

Still standing on the floor, I was able to get good leverage pumping into her, and soon I had my entire 5 1/2 inches deep in her fabulous pussy. My hairy balls bounced off her wet, soft buttocks, and my cock made squishy noises as I penetrated her slit faster and faster.

"Fuck me!" screamed the girl, her eyes half-closed, her back arched, her big tits flopping around.

I couldn't decide what to stare at. Her pretty face, with thick red lips; those big tits jiggling on her torso; her glistening pink pussylips swallowing my adult erection. Even her long, sleek tanned legs as she spread herself open for me.

"DADDY!"

Nadia's shrill voice snapped me back to reality, and I looked over my shoulder to find her standing in the doorway to my bedroom. She was dressed in nothing but a skanky haltertop, barely covering her sexy b-cupt titties, and white booty shorts that were so tight you could see the parallel ridges of her pussylips.

The look on her face was angry. Really angry.

"Daddy, what are you doing?" She stepped into the room, hands on her slender hips. "Stop that, get off of her!"

My dick felt too wonderful inside Marissa's vagina, and the slut on the bed under me wasn't pushing me off. I looked at my step-daughters narrow, pretty face with her long black hair falling around it, and thick layers of lipstick and mascara adorning her visage. "Baby just gimme a few--"

She shook her head, and stepped right next to me. I mean, so close her knees were touching my leg. "Daddy, we're in the van downstairs, they're waiting, c'mon, we have to go." And with that, she grabbed my arm closest to her with both her little hands and yanked it backwards, as if that would pull me off of her friend. It didn't, but it got my attention.

"Baby--!" I tried to protest, still pushing my dick into Marissa's pussy.

"Get off!" roared the angry teenage brunette, "Daddy, I didn't tell you to fuck her -- shit this is embarrassing -- c'mon, she has to go, get off of her, Daddy."

I was so close to cumming, and my cock was hard enough that even if I had an orgasm I could keep fucking Marissa for quite a while, but Nadia's insistent voice was not leaving me an option. Plus, it is a bit of a buzz-killer to be fucking a hot 18 year old while my step-daughter was right there yelling at me to stop. Who'd have thought that, huh?

Sweating on my brow and under my shirt, I subserviently did as told. I pulled my dick back from Marissa, moaning as it popped free, feeling it dripping with her 18 year old cunt juices.

As I reached down to pull my underwear and pants back up, Nadia was giggling as she grabbed Marissa's hand and pulled her friend to the floor. "C'mon, let's grab your stuff and get going, the guys are all waiting to meet you."

Marissa blinked at me, shrugged, and apologized. "Sorry," she said, playing along with Nadia, "I have to go, John."

"Eww!" reacted my step-daughter, "don't call him John, that's icky."

"Okay," Marissa smiled, "Mr. Bodinger."

I wasn't mad, I was horny as shit and wanted to keep fucking the young slut. But she tied up her blouse again, adjusted the black skirt to cover her ass and pussy, and thanked Nadia for the complement that she looked "hot" in the outfit.

I followed the girls downstairs, carrying Marissa's original clothing and giving it to her when she grabbed her two bags by the front door. Nadia, who had retrieved a handbag with some toiletries inside, was anxious to leave. "C'mon," she barked again by the door, holding the handle and waiting to open it, "we'll have more fun in the car."

Marissa was walking right past me, I felt her hand reach out and tap me on the shoudler. I turned and she leaned up to kiss me on the cheek. "Thanks," she purred, smiling at me with those big blue eyes trained on me, and with that she left the house.

Nadia giggled at me, then I saw her look me over. "Really, Daddy, the guys want to get on the road," she explained.

I sighed. "I suppose -- but it would have only been a few more minutes."

My step-daughter shook her head. "You know, I didn't say you could fuck her, Daddy. She's going to get fucked by really big dicks right now, you were, like, using up her energy and shit, that wasn't fair!"

I hung my head low a bit, still feeling my cock throbbing in my pants. "I suppose you're right, Nadia."

"Well of course I am," my daughter laughed, turning to leave. "I'll see you Sunday, Daddy, I'll call if I need anything."

I stood there like a dork, rubbing my aching penis through my pants, as I watched through the window as Nadia and Marissa crawled into a big white minivan with tinted windows. I could see shadows of adult men inside, but I couldn't see faces. The girls had big smiles on their faces. The van hastily pulled out of our driveway and roared off, taking my step-daughter and her equally slutty friend for a weekend of nonstop sex.

Leaving me to jerk off, of course. I went right to the computer, pulled up the photo of naked Marissa spreading her legs, and jerked off to it remembering how wonderful that cunt felt.

After a good, relieving orgasm, smearing my sperm around my still-hard shaft, I had a very wicked thought. Did Nadia just set me up; was I supposed to fuck Marissa, only to have Nadia interrupt us?

Wow, what a powerful thought. I was hard instantly, and loved not only what a little slut she had become, and that she would talk nasty to me in detail about her hot sex, but also how she was now actually controlling my sexual desires too.

She was the perfect step-daughter that I had dreamed about!