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Step Daughters Fantasies Made Real Ch. 01

By: biggles3309



I felt the silky smooth material of her panties rubbing up and down my engorged cock, the thrill was electric. It was wrong at so many levels, this was not my partner who was going to make me explode which was bad enough, worse it was her 18 year old daughter. She sat astride me in lingerie I had bought her to model in, full fashioned stockings, full soft satin panties, and full satin Basque that pushed her B cup up into full plump breasts that mesmerized as she rhythmically thrust her hips back and forth. I strained at the bindings I had foolishly agreed to be tied in as I longed to run my hands up her silky legs, to feel the smooth flesh of her hips and drag her harder onto me. This was however taken as a sign of resisting, "Don't struggle Adie, I know this is what you want and it's what I want too. I'm going to make you cum so hard..."

"Lisa, I know this situation is of my making, but we both know we shouldn't be doing this."

"Oh it's too late for that now Adie, I've known about your little habits with my underwear and spying on me when I came to stay. Now I'm going to have some fun and you can enjoy it or not, but if you try and stop me then you may as well pack your bags and leave to save the humiliation of my Mum kicking you out! "

With that Lisa ground her hips harder against me and her long red finger nails dug into my chest as she started to moan. I could feel the pearl G-String she had obviously secreted beneath her panties as she slipped up and down my cock. It was very obviously stimulating her and it was adding to the welling storm that was brewing in my loins as well. 

I tried to think back to how I had got here, it had all seemed so deliciously naughty and I thought I had planned it so well that I wouldn't get caught......

Lisa had returned home after getting kicked out of her shared house for not paying her rent. In earlier years we had not got on, I found her shallow and annoying; lazy to the extreme and her attitude to her Mum nearly drove me to violence. The last thing I found her was attractive. She moved out as soon as she could to live with her boyfriend. With no job and no money this was a doomed venture and they soon broke up which lead to her moving in a with a friend. It was at this point she found a job she excelled at, door to door sales. She idolised the "Essex Girl" look, big blonde hair, lots of make-up and low cut tops with short skirts. From her sales it appeared that the look worked for her. Unfortunately the company she was selling for was dodgy and so one day she found herself, along with the rest of her team, locked out of the office and waiting for a pay cheque that never turned up. The change in her whilst she had been doing well was for the better so her Mum and I helped her whilst she found another job at a night club, but the wages were less and so we finally agreed she should move back with us. 

It was at this point I noticed a sexy young lady, which was as much about demeanour as skimpy underwear and even skimpier skirts and tops! I found myself fantasying about what she got up to when she stayed over at "friends" houses and trying to catch glimpses of her as she walked past the bedroom door to the bathroom half naked. Then one day in the summer I came home early from work and whilst changing into my shorts to go and make the most of the sunny weather I spotted Lisa had had the same idea. Our garden was not overlooked so she had decided to go topless and was laying there with only the tiniest of bikini bottoms on to hide what was obviously a shaved mound and nothing else. I stood there for a few minutes, my cock growing harder, staring at her. As she lifted her head up to look around I realised she could have seen me standing at the window so I stepped back into the room so I would be hidden from sight outside whilst still maintain a line of sight. As she sat up she grabbed a bottle of oil and proceeded to massage it in all over her torso and especially her breasts. She then proceeded to oil her legs and thighs. The site was mesmerising and all I could do was imagine doing that for her, concentrating first on her nipples and then her inner thighs before massaging her clitoris through the skimpy material of her bikini. 

I was so hard now it almost hurt and I was about to stand there and toss off when another thought made my cock stand up rock hard, Lisa's underwear was but 10 feet away. Despite Lisa being outside, I tiptoed into her room and started to look around. I had a specific item I was looking for as whilst I had seen a lot of her lingerie when she washed it, the lacy thong did nothing for me. There was a comb she would wear when she had a "hot date", a shiny animal print body with built in bra and a pair of black satin hot pants. These I found in the third draw I checked, all freshly laundered and ironed – (unlike most of her other clothes). These I proceeded to rub up and down my body and over my cock. The soft feel of the body felt so good and I imagined rubbing my hard cock up against her as she wore it. I then did the same with the shorts and then held them up to my face imagining burying it between her cheeks as she wore them. 

By now I was screaming to cum and in a haze I imagined burying my cock deep inside her and pushed my cock through one leg of the shorts and then the animal print body before grasping my cock through the material. I barely had to stroke before I exploded and pumped spurt after spurt of cum into the garment. My knees almost buckled with the wave of pleasure and I sat down on her bed. As I wrung the last drips of cum out of my cock I suddenly realised that Lisa had said she would be going out tonight as it was her night off from work. Was she going to be looking to wear these? Shit! I ran to the bedroom window to check where she was, damn! She was sitting up and picking up things. I hastily ran to the bathroom and towelled off the spunk as best I could, I then dashed back to the bedroom and grabbed Kay's hair dryer... Where was Lisa, OK she was still in the garden, but she was pulling on a T-shirt. The dryer was working but both items were looking crumpled. I dashed into the spare room where we had a clothes press and prayed it would warm up fast. A quick check of the garden again and she was just finishing up a drink. I ran back to the spare room to check the press. It was hot enough, I lay both items out and slammed the top down. A bit of hissing latter and I pulled both items out. They looked OK, but the body felt stiff from the starch of my spunk, but there wasn't much I could do about that. I folded them as best I could remember and rushed to replace them. I had barely exited Lisa's room before I heard the patio door shut and I leapt into our bedroom and closed the door. I heard Lisa come up the stairs and head to the bathroom and start the shower. Under cover of the noise of the shower I dressed and headed downstairs. When the shower stopped and I heard the door open I called out a greeting. 

"Hi Lisa, I'm home."

"Oh hi Adie, sorry I was in the shower and didn't hear you come home."

"Don't worry" I said, "are you eating with us tonight?"

"Nope, I'm on a hot date so you and Mum don't wait up." She said as she padded down the stairs.

With this she walked through to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. As she walked back up the stairs I noticed the towel wrapped round her head was the one I'd used to clean her clothes of spunk and my cock started to twitch again at the idea of my spunk being in her hair. 

Later that night as Kay and I sat on the settee watching TV she popped her head round the door to say goodbye. As I suspected she was done up to the nines and wearing the animal print body and hot pants along with the most ridiculously high heels. At the site of this and the thought that she would be spending the night with my spunk stain next to her skin I became instantly hard and just waved my farewell from the seat for fear my hard on would be obvious. 

Later that night Kay couldn't believe how "horny" I was and murmured something about making sure Lisa went out more often. Kay then excused herself saying she would go and shower then head to bed afterwards and was I interested in a an early night. I agreed this would be a great thing to do and commented on not having seen her in the animal print sating nighty I bought her for her birthday. Kay took this on board and shimmied into the bedroom wearing the garment. Thinking the flag pole that greeted her was all down to her she proceeded to make full use of a very ridged cock whilst I ran my hands all over her body, but mostly over the satin covered bits. Now Kay is in no way out of shape, but all the time I was seeing animal print I was imagining what it would look like on a nubile 18 year old body and as I flipped Kay over and pounded her hard from behind I kept imagining a pair of hot pants round her knees and a satin body open at the crotch. The imagery of my cock sliding in and out of Lisa was too much and once again I exploded, pulling out half way through to ensure the last few spurts flew up Kay's back and sat soaking into the material of her nighty. 

In that post coital endorphin high I set my mind to realising my fantasy.

Step Daughters Fantasies Made Real Ch. 02



Fantasising about my stepdaughter Lisa was one thing, realising that fantasy would be another. I was not about to jeopardise my relationship with Kay, but since that day when I came home to Lisa in the garden I was like a junkie looking for my next fix. I had always preferred soft satin and silk underwear on my ladies along with stockings rather than tights, but after a few forays into Lisa's room she was the complete opposite. Her draws were full lacy thongs and tights, I was not going to get my fix there. The only garments that were good enough were the hot pants and body of my first encounter and a pair of shiny leggings that showed of her legs and backside perfectly. Lisa would often lounge about the house in the leggings and I would find myself fantasising about how great it would be to put my head between those shiny thighs and gasp for breath as she locked her legs behind my head and squeezed. 

My only other object of interest was her shoes. Being only 5' 3" she loved high heel shoes, but most were sensible wedge style shoes that allowed her to work in them apart from one pair of suede mules she used for going out some times. These were 2" platform shoes with 6" heels and they made her legs look great and really made her bum pert. One day when I was working at home again when she returned home from an interview dressed in basic trousers and a cotton blouse and wearing her black wedge shoes. As she sat down in the lounge where I was working on my laptop she kicked off her shoes and I stole a glance at her bright red painted toenails and wondered what they would feel like massaging my cock right at that moment. Then as I started to look away I glanced at her shoes and noticed the state of them.

"Lisa! You can't expect to turn up for an interview in those. It's a cliché I know to say that people judge you by your shoes, but it is a part of the perception. Haven't you got anything better?"

"Not really and haven't got any money to buy any more. I can't even borrow any of Mum's -- even if she did have anything vaguely fashionable as she has bigger feet."

"What's wrong with a pair of black court shoes?" I said. I had been supplementing Kay's closet for years with various types of high heels after the first time she teased my groin with her patent leather clad foot, under the table, at a posh restaurant I had treated her to. 

"Ugghhh, gross! She does have one pair I like the look of, but they would be for something other than work and interviews." "I also like a pair of her boots, but I've tried those and they don't fit, neither would they go with this look." 

She looked over at me and put a grin on her face as she then said "They would look great with my hot pants though, don't you think Adie?"

I'm sure my face flushed at that comment, but I pretended to be absorbed in my work and muttered "You leave you Mum's stuff alone."

Then I had a flash of inspiration, not to mention a sudden flash of blood pressure to my groin.

"If it's for interviews and work then I'll buy you a pair of shoes. Come over here and we'll order a pair off the web."

With a delighted squeak Lisa joined me on the other couch and directed me to various websites. After establishing that I whole heartedly agreed that Luis Vuitton, Kurt Geiger and Christian Lacroix did indeed make wonderful shoes, I told her that they were not going to be on the short list. We then search for shoes sites by shoe description on the image page of Google. This led to Lisa selecting a picture that took her to a site that sold not only shoes, but club wear, sex costumes and toys. The shoes she chose were most definitely not a wedge style, but were more like her mules in that they had a large platform and a huge heel, but a court shoe style front.

"OK, well not really the site we were looking for, eh Lisa?"

"Oh, I don't know. Those shoes are pretty much what I want, but I also love those leggings and that dress. Do you mind if I have a mooch?"

"OK Well I can always do this work later, but I only signed up for shoe remember? And are those shoes of the type you could work in?" I didn't really want to say that, fact I was screaming to say I'd buy her loads of that style if only she would crush my cock with them and make me cum, but I felt the need to cover myself with her Mum.

"Call me when you have found the shoes you want."

I went off to make a cup of tea and by the time I came back she had chosen some shoes. I had a look and once again they were wedge style. 

"Did you not want those high heels then?" My heart and fantasy plans sinking.

"You are right, I need something sensible for work."

"Look, don't be silly, if you like them then we'll get them. You can use them for interview and the old ones for work, how's that?"

"Great idea Adie, thanks!" 

With that she hugged me and planted a huge kiss on my lips before darting off upstairs. 

I then proceeded to add the shoes to the shopping basket before reviewing the browsing history. As I reviewed the pages she had been looking at my cock got harder and harder. She had been looking at clubbing dresses of wet look style as well as PCV, some of which would barely cover her arse. She also had been looking at more body garments and Basques. My fantasies were working overtime now and I couldn't resist adding one of the dresses to the basket along with a body very similar to her current one, but with suspender attachments and a pair of seamed stockings. When it came to checking out it said that delivery would take 5-10 days standard or I could get them couriered over night for £15:00. -- Money well spent I thought as I couldn't wait to see her in those clothes and shoes!

The only difficulty with my plan was how was I going to explain the gift of the clothes?

The next day finally came and as I waved Kay off to work I phoned in sick at mine and waited for the postman. Lisa was finally stirring and headed for the shower. This meant she would be off out soon to go job hunting again. I took the chance to nip into her room and went to find her animal print body and hot pants in her draw. They were not there so I took a peek in her laundry basket. There they were, under a couple of bra's and thongs. I grabbed them and headed back to our bedroom, shut the door and spread them out. I really wanted to repeat the mind blowing wank I had before with them, but I knew the postman would be here soon and I want to prolong the sensation. As I rolled them up to push under my pillow I could smell Lisa's perfume and I lifted them up to take long sniff. There it was, a soft sweet smelling perfume, but with a musk I didn't recognise. Then I realised the musk was coming from the crotch. I looked and it was stiff and hard and before I knew what I was doing I had it up to my nose and took a long deep breath. So this is what it would smell like to have her grind my face between her thighs. I tried to remember if she had stayed out the last time she wore these, was this her everyday musk or was this the smell of her sex juices? Maybe it was the smell of not just hers? This last thought should have repelled me, but instead all I could think about was licking her out. I couldn't wait any longer, but I didn't want soak Lisa's clothes, not yet so instead I grabbed Kay's animal print nighty and wrapped it round my cock, and whilst I tugged furiously at my now satin covered cock with one hand I held Lisa's body and hot pants hard against my face. 

The smell was intoxicating, all I could think of was Lisa laying back on the bed, opening her legs, grabbing a fist full of my hair then wrenching me down and holding my head hard against her crotch as her legs scissor'd behind my neck. All the time my tongue would be searching furiously for a way to taste her juices. My mind was a whirl with how I could make this happen for real and how I needed to simulate it now. I knelt on the bed and dressed a pillow in her clothes before proceeding to push my face into the crotch once more. With my arse in the air and furiously wanking once more into Kay's nighty, my face was now buried in the crotch of Lisa's hot pants and body. All I could smell as I dragged my breath in through the material of her clothes and my pillow was her musk. My hand slid up and down my cock, the nightie's material making it feel so exquisite, there was no way this was going to last, my whole lower back and thighs tightened before a huge spasm wracked my body and I spurted streams of spunk into Kay's nightie. 

I slumped forward and dragged the "dressed" pillow down so it was under my torso and my now limp cock was resting on Lisa's hot pants. I flung Kay's nightie towards the laundry basket, but it landed on the edge of the bed. My "Lisa" pillow felt good and I ground my limp cock on her hot pants, small amounts of post cum seeped out and onto the material. As I lay there I heard Lisa finally finish in the bathroom and head to her room again. The thought that Lisa was so close and how I could be actually doing this for real was arousing me again. I started to "hump" the "Lisa pillow", enjoying the sensation of my cock sliding up and down the soft shiny material of her hot pants. I needed more stimulus and so I slid my cock up inside one leg of her hot pants, now it was sandwiched between her hot pants and the animal print body, God that felt good! I ground away hard, grabbing the pillow as though I was holding Lisa's arse and pumped harder. I was getting more and more aroused, my breathing was getting harder as I increased the speed of my motion, I could feel another explosion growing in my groin, the thought of humping Lisa for real was driving me mad. 

Then I heard a knock on the bedroom door....

"Adie, are you in there? I need to borrow Mum's hair brush. Can I come in?"

Shit! I leapt off the bed, my engorged cock wilting with fear of being caught.

"One moment Lisa."

I scrambled to pull on a pair of shorts and T-Shirt then dragged the duvet over the "Lisa pillow" before making a grab for Kay's brush. Opening the door I handed the brush to Lisa, who was standing there in a long slightly damp T-shirt that left nothing to the imagination. 

"Sorry Adie, did I interrupt your exercises? You sounded like you were working hard."

Still flustered, I barely mumble a reply of "Don't worry. Do you need anything else?"

"Oh, can I grab some nail varnish remover as well?"

Not wanting to seem too keen to get rid of her I went to Kay's dressing table and grabbed the bottle and some pads. As I turned back to hand them to Lisa I saw her eyes darting from the bulge in the duvet half way down the bed and Kay's nightie that was still laying where I had thrown it, a large wad of cum sitting prominently on the material. I felt my face starting to flush as Lisa looked at me and grinned, her eyes now looking down at my crotch before looking up again. I handed the bottle to her without a word.

"Thank you, I'll let you get back to your stomach exercises." 

With that she brought a finger up to her mouth and licked it before returning to her room still grinning. 

I stayed in my room whilst Lisa finished getting ready and wondered if she would say anything to Kay. After a very long hour she finally she left saying she was going to see an agency and would be back in an hour or two.

With the house to myself I felt it safe to come out of the room and decided to steal a quick look in Lisa's room for any more bits of interest lingerie. As I entered the room I noticed that the laundry bag had been tipped out. Had she noticed the missing garments? I was just starting to panic when the doorbell rang. It was the postman with my package. Having signed for it I rushed back up to the bedroom to inspect my purchases. The shoes were fabulous, the thought of Lisa slipping them on and walking about overcame any fears I had about being discovered earlier. I thought of how fantastic if Lisa would play "footsie" as Kay did and massage my cock with the heel. I grabbed one shoe, pulled my shorts down and placed it so the heel was resting on my balls and the sole was on the head of my cock. I started rubbing it up and down, digging the heel in until it was quite painful. I was in a bliss like state, the pain wasn't pain it was a stimulant. I then grabbed the other shoe and sandwiched my cock between the two, imagining all the time Lisa sitting in the lounge later on showing off her new shoes and telling me to come nearer to look at them. Then telling me how she knew I lusted after her and to thank me for buying the shoes she would allow me to "fuck" her patent leather clad feet. I was thrusting my hips into the shoes as I held them, feeling the leather tugging at the head of my cock. I was close to cumming again, but then I thought of my stand-in Lisa under the duvet and how much better it would be if she decided to reward me for services rendered. 

Lisa would tell me to lay down face up, then walking over to me she would stare down as she first massaged my cock as I had before, her heel at the base of my cock and the sole of her shoe pressing hard on the head of my cock, grinning as she ground her foot back and forth slowly.

Then when she can see me getting near she would walk up and with her patent leather clad feet either side of my head, she squats down, her shiny black hot pant clad backside getting ever nearer until I feel her full weight pressing the material over my face. Once again I am struggling to draw breath and what I do get it rich with her odour. She settles herself, balancing atop me as she swings her legs down my body and once again her leather clad feet to toy with my cock. As she draws her heels up and down in unison either side of my raging hard on she is grinding her crotch over my nose and mouth. I feel her massaging herself through the material of her hot pants and until now her gyrations gave me chance to grab a breath once in a while, but as she becomes more excited she is moving her body less and her shoes just pin my cock between them. I feel her hand move down inside her hot pants, pull aside the material of her body so she can massage her clit directly, her moans and breathing getting louder. 

I can feel the material of her hot pants getting wet and I suck on it as her weight pushes it into my mouth. I can hardly breathe, but I am so excited and I thrust my hips so I can fuck her shoes once again. Though my eyes are held shut by Lisa's weight on my face I am seeing flashing lights, my lungs are labouring and it is almost painful. I want to struggle and turn my face so I can draw breath, but that would ruin everything. I fight the urge for life and I am rewarded as my muscles begin to clench for the coming explosion. I can't hold it, I thrust faster as Lisa is starting to shake as well, her moans becoming a stream of curses. As I feel her shaking turn into a thrusting motion I feel my own spasm reach climax and thrust my hips once last time and shoot cum up her shoes and legs. In return I hear a final curse and then a moan before I feel the material of her hot pants get wetter and I suck long and hard.

As I pull my "Lisa pillow" from my face and breathe fresh air once again, I look down at the blobs of cum on my belly and on Lisa's new shoes. I was going to have to clean those before she came home. I also hadn't even looked at her other presents yet. It was going to be an exhausting day...



Step Daughters Fantasies Made Real Ch. 03



I nodded off for an hour after my marathon wank and when I woke up I did so with a start, Lisa's new shoes needed "de-spunking" so they were ready for her and she would probably be home soon. After 10 minutes of delicate cleaning I re-packed her shoes and put them to one side as I now wanted to inspect her other presents. First I unpacked the dress, it creaked made that Velcro ripping sound as the folded layers came apart. I held it up and marvelled at how less material meant more money, there were bits of material missing all over, Lisa would love it! I then checked out the animal print body, it was a little bit shinier than her current one, probably from all the washing the old had suffered and the new one was smoother. I decided to re-dress my "Lisa pillow" to see how the items looked. I knew she would never wear the dress with the body as almost any lingerie short of a thong would be visible, but I wanted to try out the feel of both. Once dressed I laid the "Lisa pillow" out at the edge of the bed with the arse end nearest to me. All the time I had been dressing the pillow I had been getting harder and now my cock was bobbing again. There were no hot pants to trap my cock against the material of the body this time so I just slid my cock between the dress and the body and lay on top of the pillow, grinding my hips so my cock slid up and down, sandwiched between the two items of clothing.

I really wanted to add stockings to this so I could feel what it would be like to shag Lisa in stockings, but short of creating a doll ..... Wait; why did I need to create a doll? There must be a sex shop somewhere in town where I could get one. I had never used a sex doll before and had no idea about what it would be like in realism terms, but the thought of being able to dress it up as Lisa and then blow my load in it had me well and truly excited. I could even put her shoes on it.

This train of thought had me going to the point where I wanted to feel the elation of an ejaculation again, but I didn't want to spoil Lisa's new clothes so rolling off "Lisa" I grabbed her old body and wrapped around my cock and thought of Lisa out for the night in her new dress. She knew how to work the men and regularly went out with no money, but came home late having drunk the night away on some bloke's hard earned cash. I lay there imagining her coming home looking a bit dishevelled in her new gear and finding me laying on the settee with Kay upstairs asleep. 

"So Adie, do you want to see what I've been up to in the dress you bought me?"

And with that she comes over, drops her panties and plants her backside on my face. She is warm and wet down there and smells of sex. I push my tongue between the lips of her pussy and she wiggles her backside to get herself comfy and my tongue where she wants it. Meanwhile I feel my shorts being pulled down and her damp knickers being wrapped round my erect cock. As she pumps my cock, she grinds her hips on my face and I grab her by her thighs to pull her down harder onto my tongue as I lick and slurp her juices.

"I bet you want to fuck me don't you Adie? To ram your cock into my pussy and spunk into your step daughter! Would you like that Adie? To see your step daughter screaming on the end of your cock and finally to watch your spunk dribbling form her pussy? I bet you would, go on, push your tongue into my young, tight pussy and make me cry out as my mum sleeps upstairs."

It was only imagination, but it was enough, the thought alone had me filling her animal print body with what felt like streams of spunk. I pulled the "Lisa pillow" from my face once more and as my eyes adjusted to light outside her dress I lay there panting.

I had to make this happen for real somehow!

I had lost track of time and whilst I was laying there in a relaxed post masturbatory haze I heard the front door open and Lisa clip-clop in. I wasn't going to give her the clothes today so I hurriedly hid those in my wardrobe and tidied the bed. I then bunged on a t-shirt and tracksuit bottoms before quietly padding round to my "office" where the laptop was monitoring emails. Fortunately work was quiet so I made sure my Lync status was set to busy and I wandered downstairs.

Lisa was lounging on the settee with a can of coke watching MTV. She was dressed in a white cotton blouse that had seen better days and pair of black trousers that were much the same. When she saw me she grinned.

"I've got a second interview for a hostess job! It's at the Revolver club in town."

"Great." I said, "When?"

"Later tonight, it's a sort of trial thing, I go in and they see how I get on with it and if they like me then I get the job."

"Hmmm, that's good of them, so they get a free night's work out of you in the name of an interview. I must remember that one!" 

Her smile faded a bit and I felt a bit guilty.

"Sorry Lisa, that wasn't the right reply was it. That is good and I am proud of you." I then looked her up and down. 

"I'm even more proud of you if you got the job looking like that, was it dark in there?"

She sat up and looked at herself,

"What's wrong with this, it's what you and Mum always tell me to wear to interviews, something sensible."

"It's very obviously tired and old Lisa, what are you going to wear tonight?"

"I hadn't thought about it. This I suppose?"

"Well I don't think that is going to be what the other are wearing unless the club theme is office workers. Why don't you ring them and ask what they want you to wear."

After 30 minutes of finding telephone numbers and then waiting on hold for the manager to answer she came back looking worried.

"They want me in club wear, either a dress or a boob tube & shorts, or leggings."

"Hmmm, something else I need to remember for when we are hiring at work!" I snorted.

"I could wear my leopard print body and back shorts, I'd need to wash and dry them...... I better get on with it!"

I had that cold shiver thing and my heart leapt again, I hadn't put her stuff back yet. I then had a moment of inspiration.

"Hold on Lisa. I was going to save it for when you'd got a job as a congratulations present, but as you need it more now."

She stopped her dash upstairs and looked at me quizzically.

"Well you know I bought you some shoes, well I also bought you one of the dresses you were looking at as well." I paused waiting for a response, but feeling a bit worried that should would react badly to her stepdad buying her sexy dresses I quickly added, "But you'll need to try it on as I don't know if it will fit."

Her mind was obviously turning thoughts over as to how to react and then it dawned on her,

"Oooo! Does that mean my shoes have arrived?"

"Yes."

"So the dress is here as well?"

"Yes."

"Can I see it?"

"I suppose you better."

I told her to wait and I would collect them and hurried upstairs to collect everything. Instead of trying to fold the dress properly I grabbed a hanger and brought it and the shoes back downstairs. I held the dress up for Lisa to inspect and her eyes lit up.

"Can I try it on please?"

"Again, I suppose you better."

Handing it to her she dashed upstairs. After a few minutes there were a few girly squeaks and then much banging of draws and sounds of things be dropped.

After a while I shouted up the stairs.

"Does it fit?"

A muffled reply floated back down.

"Hang on, I'm just fixing my hair before I show you."

Another ten minutes went by before sounds of her finally emerging from her room preceded her return to the lounge.

"What do you think Adie?"

I sat there stunned for a moment, I knew Lisa was good looking, but she had put her hair up and done her makeup, much as she would when she was going out. She looked stunning. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra, but her "B" cup boobs looked remarkably large. She must have padded them somehow, but with the shortness of the skirt of the dress accentuating her shapely backside and hips along with the curve of her bust and the large amount of spray tanned skin showing all I wanted to do was grab her and shag her. I hadn't spoken and she started to look worried.

"Do I not look good then?"

"Lisa honey, your Mum is going to kill me! If I was your biological Dad I would be throwing a fit an saying that you can't go out looking like that as I would have a very good idea of what will on the mind of every bloke in that club tonight. As it is I am trying not to feel like a dirty old man."

She had a funny look on her face for a moment and then she grinned

"You like then?" and walked past me on tip toes, with her hands on her hips and swaying them as she walked.

Then she stopped and looked at me.

"Oooo! Where are the shoes?"

I passed her the box and she whipped the shoes out as fast as she could and then sat on the settee opposite to put them on. As she did I was torn between watching her feet slip into to the patent leather or the area between her legs as the dress was so short it gave me an unbridled view of the crotch of her pants. They were the skimpiest G-string I had ever seen and left me with no doubt that Lisa shaved down there. Kay would "tidy up" when summer came along and she got out her Bikini, but never any more than that. I now wanted to know what it would be like to run my tongue and lips over Lisa's young smooth mound, to gaze upon swollen labia puffing up beside tanned hairless skin. I crossed my legs as I was getting a huge hard on and I didn't want Lisa to see it. 

"Well? What do you think?" She said as she lifted her leg to show off one of the shoes whilst still sitting down.

"Very nice and not to mention very big heels. Are you going to be able to walk in those?"

"No problem!"

And with this she pushed herself up and strutted up and down. 

"I feel much taller now!" She said grinning. "You won't be able to look down on me now, I must be taller than you. Come on, stand up!"

At first I refused, but after some badgering I obliged. I felt myself reddening as I was sure the bulge in my trousers would show.

"There, see, I'm taller!"

This was said as she dragged me over to stand in front of a mirror. As I stopped she backed herself up to me so we were both looking into the mirror and brought up her phone to take a picture. Her backside was now pushing lightly against my crotch and my vertical cock and I was fighting multiple emotions. On one hand I was scared she would realise I was hungering after her body and would tell Kay, whilst on the other hand all I wanted to do was lift the skirt of the dress, however little that was, pull her G-string aside and make her scream as I thrust my cock hard into her bald pussy.

She was now grinning and I could have sworn she wiggled her hips as she pushed her bottom back for second. She now turned smartly, grabbed my face in both hands and planted a huge kiss on my lips. Her lips were thick with lipstick and coating and they felt soft and voluptuous. If it had lasted anything longer than a few seconds I may have buckled and returned the motion so I could hold her there as I pushed my tongue between her lips. 

Fortunately she released me and danced away saying,

"Thank you Adie, this is great!"

"You like it then? And it all fits?"

"Yes it fits and don't you think it looks good?"

"I do, but you need to take your shoes off so I can remove those labels, I really hate it when women leave them on, it looks cheap and tatty."

"I'm not taking these off now, they feel lovely and I'm going them wear them all night. You'll have to kneel down and do it for me."

Now normally I'd have told her where to get off, but this was a fantasy that was coming true here so I made a show of complaining, but really I wanted to jump down there.

Lisa turned round as I knelt and with her beautiful arse now inches from my face she lifted a foot so I could get to the bottom of her shoe. This required her to balance on one foot and even steadying herself against the door jamb she kept having to put her foot down to stop herself falling over.

"Look, you'll have to sit down and lift your foot if you are not going to take them off or you will either kill yourself or skewer my hand."

Grinning she flopped down onto the settee and told me to sit on the coffee table opposite her. After I had done this she lifted her right foot and dropped it in my lap. I was so buy watching her crotch again that I wasn't ready to catch it and let out a grunt as the heel landed against the erect cock in my tracksuit bottoms.

"Oh, sorry, did I catch you? I hope I haven't bruised you?"

"Nope that's fine, I'll rub it better later."

I just caught her mutter "I bet you will" as I proceeded to remove the white label from the shoe. Finishing with that shoe she now swapped feet, but seemed to take a bit longer than necessary in doing so, this meant I had a good view between her legs. I caught her shiny leather clad foot this time, but as I rested it in my lap to remove the label I felt her flex her ankle so that the heel rubbed the material of my tracksuit bottoms just where the head of my cock was.

"Hold still please."

She replied "sure", but the inflection in her voice could almost have been as question rather than a statement of acquiescence. I was just wondering if my mind was playing tricks on my when I finished removing the label and released her shoe. This time she definitely flexed her ankle so that the heel dragged across the head of my cock before lifting her leg in an exaggerated arc that gave me an eyeful of skimpy lace covered pussy. 

"Thank you Adie. I'll pay you back when I can."

"There is no need Lisa, just get yourself working and that will be payment enough."

"OK, but you need to tell if there is anything I can do to repay you."

If the phone hadn't rung at this point I don't know what I might have said. Fortunately it was Lisa's mobile and I used the diversion to go upstairs. I was still porting a raging hard on and I headed straight to the bedroom and where I had stashed Lisa's animal print body & shorts. A quick check that she was still on the phone..... It sounded like one of her friends as there was much squealing and "Oh you have to see what I've been bought!" This meant I had a bit of time. I lay back on the bed and wrapped my cock in Lisa's lingerie whilst I brought her hot pants up to my face and I wanked for all I was worth. I was so worked up with the events of the last 30 minutes that the thought of that smooth mound and the feeling of those heels digging into me had me spunking in a matter of seconds. I felt that I drained myself of every last glob of sperm from balls, as I pull the once soft smooth feeling item off my cock sperm dropped onto my belly and I thought about how that could have been dribbling from her pussy. 

Using the shorts this time to clean me up I then shoved both items into my laundry basket and sorted out my clothing before a cursory glance at my emails. Noting nothing of importance I headed downstairs to find Lisa admiring herself in the mirror. 

"Lisa, you won't tell your Mum I bought you that dress will you? She will react much as I said your biological Dad would and the atmosphere round here will be unbearable."

"Don't worry Adie, it will be our secret. I may be paying you back soon anyway, that was Claire and she reckons we could get some modelling work."

Now don't me wrong, Lisa is good looking, but modelling standard? Well not the sort of modelling her Mum would be happy about anyway.

"Really, well just be careful, there are a lot of nutters and rip off merchants out there."

"Don't worry, I now, but Claire and I have sent him some picture from our phones and he says we have potential. All we have to is get some more done at a studio so he can see if they look good."

There was a pause here and for those of you that know teenagers that normally precedes a request for something. Now when I met Kay I had dabbled in amateur photography and had a full lab for developing wet film & printing, but I had pack it up when we moved in together as there was not space. I had of course updated my cameras to digital and so kept my hand in that way.

"Adie....."

"Yes."

Can you take some head shots for Claire and me, and then get them printed? I'll pay you back."

"Hmmmm, I haven't got a studio anymore Lisa and we would need somewhere to shoot the pictures that has better lighting than a normal room."

"Oh go on Adie, I'll pay you back anyway I can." And then she added "just like for my dress."

I wasn't sure how to take that and as the talk of cameras had given me an idea I gave in without any further argument. 

"OK. What we will do is wait for a sunny day and go up to the common and do an outdoor shoot."

This seemed to satisfy her and she immediately got on the phone to Claire. I in the meanwhile was heading for the spare room where I had all my camera kit. A bit of rummaging and I found what I was looking for, a miniature CCTV camera with a micro SD card for backup. It hooked into my wireless network so I would be able to control what was backed up. It was tiny and took poor quality pictures, but it would do as it work in low light. Making sure Lisa was still chatting away I slipped into her room and looked for suitable hiding place that overlooked where she got dressed and did her makeup. There was a perfect place on a shelf where I could secrete the camera under some soft toys she kept from her childhood and I went to check the camera was working. Damn! The battery was not charged. My fires somewhat dampened I went back to the office and put it on charge, I would hopefully get it in there before she got home and get a good view of her taking the dress off later. I dearly wanted to see if she was totally bald or just well-trimmed.

When I got back downstairs Lisa was reading a bit of paper she had found in the shoe box.

"Adie. Did you buy just shoes and a dress?"

She had found the delivery slip....

"No, there was something else."

"Oh. Was it for someone else?"

I thought about saying it was for her Mum, but it clearly said 'animal print body' size 8 and we both knew Kay was size 12.

"No, it was for you because your current leopard print body is so well worn it looks faded and this was to be a congratulations for getting a job replacement."

"So can I have it if I pass tonight's interview?"

"I don't know, this one is slightly different than yours as it has suspenders and comes with stockings."

"OK, well I don't have to wear the stockings and I can always cut off the suspenders. I don't like stockings, they fall down a lot, I prefer tights."

My heart sank a little bit, but I wasn't going to push it.

"Well let's cross the bridge when we need to, get the job first, you have already had a present up front."

The rest of the afternoon was passed with me actually doing work whilst Lisa admired herself in the mirror. At one point she went upstairs to the bathroom and left her shoes downstairs, as soon as I heard the door lock I grabbed one of the shoes and brought it up to my nose. I wanted to see if her feet had left a scent in them yet. There was a slight musk already and I grabbed the other to use to massage my stiffening cock. I thought back to earlier where Lisa was obviously playing with me. Was she seeing if I would make a move? Oh God I wanted to, I wanted dearly to slide my hands down the inside or her legs, pushing them apart as I knelt before her. Her young skin smooth to the touch of my face as her thighs slid up over my shoulders. My nose now millimetres from her G-string covered mound and I move my hands down to hook the material aside. I can now run my tongue along the length of her pouting labia, savouring the taste of her sex. My tongue finds her clitoris and I run the tip around it as I push my fingers into her pussy, pumping shallow at first, but deeper as I lick her clitoris harder. 




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I can hear her breathing getting deeper and her legs are pulling me to her as her thighs tighten about my head. I quicken the pace of my fingers and spread them to stretch her pussy wall and position them to run either side of her internal mound. I get the reaction I wanted as she moans and grabs the back of my head and I feel my face being ground onto her smooth pussy. I reply by changing from circling her clit to running the length of my tongue hard against her now protruding bulb. 

Lisa is now panting and moving her hips in time with my fingers and tongue until finally appealing to God. I feel her juices flow as she gives me one final buck of the hips and gives my head a squeeze with her thighs. 

My hand is rubbing Lisa's shoe hard against my cock, barely hidden within my tracksuit bottoms, my fantasy is intensified by the barely discernable musk of Lisa's feet emanating from the shoe by my face. I am so deeply entranced that I don't hear that Lisa has finished in the bathroom. I am rubbing her shoe furiously up and down, my orgasm is starting, I can feel my muscle clenching in expectation when I hear her footfalls on the stairs. Shit!

I leap off the settee to replace her shoes where she had left them as my cock is pulsing and dribbling cum into my tracksuit bottoms. I make it back to my original position just as the door opens and she walks in still dressed in her nightclub gear. 

"Are you alright Adie? You look flushed."

"I'm fine." I reply and try to discreetly place my hands over a blooming wet patch on my tracksuit bottoms.

A small grin appeared and she returned to her seat and made a show of putting her shoes on again before lifting a leg at a time to admire them. After a few repetitions that resulted in her legs getting higher and higher, and despite me making a show of concentrating on my laptop, whilst sneaking peeks of the show, Lisa stood up and went over to the mirror and started touching up her hair and make-up. Now this is normally frowned upon as in previous times she had dropped make up over the carpet when doing this and we had told her to always use her room for this, and she knew it. I was about to repeat the rule when she dropped her eyeliner pencil and bent to pick it up. This provided me with a full view of her bare behind and the thin string of material that lead to her pussy. Having suffered a ruined ejaculation minutes before I was semi hard in a moment, not only because of the view, but this was a blatant enticement. Or was it? Lisa very quickly brought her backside down and seemed to look behind her at me. I had averted my eyes as soon as I saw her head turning so could not see her expression. 

My heart was pounding and made as if I was going to the loo. Upstairs I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up from the still damp cum around my waist line and flushed the chain. After a quick change into identical looking tracksuit bottoms I went to check on the camera that was charging and was gratified to see a flashing green light. Checking that Lisa was still knocking around downstairs I snuck into her room and placed the camera in the previously selected location and retreated quietly from the room. 

Returning downstairs I found Lisa gyrating to music from MTV as she carried on preening.

"Lisa."

"Yep?"

"Do me a favour and don't wear the dress out to the interview, change when you get there please."

"Why?"

"Well for one I would prefer your Mother doesn't see you going out in it and two I would prefer that you have something better to come home in as you will probably be taking a taxi."

The conversation went on for a bit in the usual manner that I was being 'old fashioned' and 'ridiculous', but eventually she relented and went upstairs to change. I then grabbed my laptop and dialled into the spy camera's IP to see what I could see.

As the picture came on line I could see Lisa just pulling the dress up over her head and revealing not only the G-Sting she was wearing, but also the secret to her full bust line, silicon fillets that would normally be placed inside a bra, but these were taped in place. I expected her to change back into the 'interview' clothes, but instead she pulled on a pair of low waist jeans and after checking her breast enhancements were secure, a thin T-shirt. Then, just as she was about to leave I caught her flicking her nipples through the material of her T-shirt in front of the mirror before exiting the room.

When she arrived back in the lounge I could see what she had done, her T-shirt now showed the outline of her prominent nipples quite clearly as she now made a show of packing her handbag with her dress. Fortunately for me Kay arrived home at this point and Lisa's attention was turned to telling her Mum all the about the job she was going to get tonight and that Claire and her were going to be models. Whilst Kay went through the usual attempt to ground Lisa's enthusiasm in reality I set the camera to record images from Midnight and whilst Kay and Lisa were in animated conversation, I went up to adjust the angle slightly to cover the bed area more. Whilst Lisa's G-strings were not appealing to me as items of lingerie, after this afternoon I wanted a pair and grabbed one from her draw and pulled the waistband of my bottoms down so I could wrap the item around my cock. Tonight I would be making use of it as a prop to re-live my afternoon's fantasy. 

Returning downstairs I made effort to not be drawn into the conversation about how sensible Lisa's new shoes were by saying I need to get onto a WebEx session, but agreed that Lisa should be driven to the club tonight, yes I would do it, and yes I would pick up Claire on the way – who apparently was going to the club as a patron, but to give moral support, and yes I would pick them up, but only if they weren't later than Mid-night. The last part was unlikely since the club wouldn't shut until 2 or 3 AM so I wasn't too worried. 

I now settled down to what I hoped would be a quiet evening watching the catch up service on Sky on my laptop as the ladies conversed and whilst surreptitiously stroking my cock with Lisa's G-string wrapped around it through the lining of the pocket of my bottoms, my laptop hiding the movement from the sight of the ladies.

The plan didn't quite work out that way.



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The promise of a lazy evening was after I had played taxi to Lisa and her friend Claire, Kay did offer to take her, but as she had been at work all day I didn't have the heart to make her drive into town. The journey over to Claire's was easy as Lisa spent most of it on the phone to other friends trying to get them to come out and see her at the club. When we pulled up at Claire's flat she was waiting for us and she was obviously dressed for a night out. Claire is slightly older than Lisa and polar opposite in looks, whereas Lisa is blonde and fair of skin (without fake tan), Claire is raven haired, more of an olive complexion and can pull of a sultry look with ease. Tonight she was sporting that look and had obviously been down the tanning parlour. She was wearing a metallic red mini dress that hugged every curve of her body from the 32 C bust through the 28" waist and on to the 32" hips and it had slits cut into the bust area and over one side of the skirt so that you could see glimpse of cleavage and upper thigh. This was topped off with thigh high black boots with a heel and platform similar to those of Lisa's shoes. 

Despite her basic good looks, Claire had never struck me before as I had a preference for blondes like Lisa and her Kay so it must have been the events of the day that had me extra horny or it may have been the fact that she was done up to the nines, but now I had to stop myself staring. Lisa jumped in the back with Claire and the two chatted away excitedly as I drove them to town. There was no parking nearby, but at that time of night I could drive into the bus lanes and stop outside which meant they didn't have to walk. Grabbing her bag with her dress in, Lisa negotiated getting out of the car in her new shoes after thanking me and planting yet another lipstick kiss on my cheek. Claire followed her, thanking me too. I watch as Claire got out as her dress was not going to hide much and I was treated to a good eyeful of her thighs and bottom as she straightened up. I looked away to find Lisa bent down looking through the passenger window grinning. 

"I'll call you when we need picking up Adie."

"So long as it is before midnight remember?" I reminded her and with that both girls headed off into the club and I drove home sporting yet another hard on. 

Returning to my Laptop when I got home I told Kay that I would carry on working in the "office" so she could go to bed and not be disturbed when Lisa rang for her lift home. I then set about reviewing the footage from the hidden camera in Lisa's room, emptying the storage card so it had maximum capacity for the coming recordings. I also followed up on a thought I had regarding local photo studios as some would hire out on an hourly basis along with lighting rigs. There were two in the local area and I sent both emails asking for prices and checking the camera I had was compatible with their lights. 

10:30pm came and went, which didn't shock me and I amused myself with looking through lingerie and club wear sites wondering what Lisa and Claire would look like modelling them for their photo shoot. Still sporting Lisa's G-string wrapped around my cock I pulled my tracksuit bottoms down and slowly wanked as I perused the site. The time was now getting towards midnight and I was just debating going to bed after texting Lisa to get a cab home, I would leave money downstairs for her to pay, but at that point my phone rang.

"Hi Adie, sorry I haven't rung before, but I have been busy. I have the job! I have sold 3 magnums of Champagne to VIP groups tonight and they are impressed. They want me to stay until 1AM as I'm doing so well and they will pay me commission, but can you come and get Claire now as she is drunk and getting a bit leery with a bloke that made a pass at her. I said I'd sort it out rather than them kicking her out."

Looking at my night's sleep slipping away from me, and a good wank, I agreed begrudgingly.

"But I'm not doing two journeys so Claire will have to wait with me for you to finish so don't hang around OK?"

"Thanks Adie, love you, see you in a bit. Just ask for me at the door and I'll bring Claire out."

With no traffic around I soon pulled up outside and leaving the hazard lights on I jumped out and spoke to one of the doormen. He in turn did his best secret service agent act and spoke into his lapel and within a couple of minutes Lisa appeared with Claire. Both were grinning and Lisa was shushing Claire as they walked past the security bods. Holding the passenger door open for them Lisa almost poured Claire into the seat, which meant I got another good view of Lisa's backside as her dress rode up. Claire's dress had also ridden up and she started made a half-hearted attempt to pull it down before fumbling with the belt. 

"Lisa, I'll go and park up round the corner where I can without getting pulled by a copper, call me when you finish and I'll drive round. OK?"

"Yup, see you in 20 minutes or so."

She then headed back in, winking at the security guys as she went. 

I got in, checked Claire was secure before driving off and we were just turning the corner to get off the bus lane when Claire piped up in a slurred voice.

"Lisa's Dad..... Mr Bailey...."

"Call me Adie."

"Adie, how old are you?"

"Why Claire?"

"'Cos Lisa reckons you fancy shagging us and if you are over 50 that would be creepy."

I felt myself flush red as her words hit me and I stammered a bit before deciding that it was just the drink speaking.

"I'm 41 Claire and I'm married to Lisa's Mum!"

Claire was just starting to say "Well Lisa wants..." when she sat forwards and made to cover her mouth as she made a gagging noise. I could just see large amounts of sick going everywhere so I swerved into a service yard.

"Claire! Do not be sick in the car, just hold on a moment."

Slamming on the brakes I released Claire's seat belt and hurried round. She was half way through opening the door when I got there and I reached in to help her up out of the car. She staggered and I grabbed her round her waist, just manoeuvring out of the way of the projectile vomit that issued forth. There seemed to be only the one, but she stayed belt double spitting and I found myself with Claire's half covered backside resting on my crotch. 

Whilst not the sexiest of reasons to be in that position, I never the less started to get hard as I thought about how I was only separated from Claire's pussy by my tracksuit bottoms. Claire coughed a couple of times which caused her backside to push harder against me and I felt my cock now slide into the valley between her cheeks. She seemed to have stopped coughing and I went to release her waist to help her straighten up.

"Oh don't stop Adie that feels good." She said without a hint of slurring. 

Mortified that Claire had felt my cock through my tracksuit bottoms I pulled away and she started to fall backwards. Reacting instinctively I grabbed her again and she straightened up, right into my arms. Stopping her backwards motion she now flopped forwards, her arms about my shoulders and she came to rest with her face inches from mine. I could smell the residual vomit on her breath as she smiled and looked me in the eyes.

"You like, Adie?"

"Very much Claire, now let's get you in to the back of the car so you can lay down."

"Good idea, more room."

I didn't quite catch on to that comment as I was busy balancing her whilst opening the back passenger door, consequently as I started to help her down I wasn't prepared for her to grab me about my neck and pull me down after her. I ended up on top of her with my face in the slits of her dress that revealed her cleavage and my nose firmly embedded in there through one of them. Struggling to find purchase for my hands that wouldn't mean putting all my weight on Claire I rolled to one side to put my hand in the foot well. As I did this I felt Claire's hand go inside the waistband of my tracksuit and grab my semi rigid cock. 

"Mmmmmm that is a good size, but I need a bit of attention first please."

I pushed myself up as best I could, but to gain my footing again I needed to slide down Claire a bit as she had pulled me into the car. As my legs got to a stage where they could begin to bend and leg my feet get to the floor, my head came level with Claire's crotch. As I started to pull up she brought her free leg up and over my shoulder and her hands pulled my head into her inner thighs. 

"That's it, suck my clitty please, and stick your tongue deep inside."

These sorts of moments are key points in your life and I often wonder what would have happened if I had pulled away, but despite Claire being obviously drunk I had a nubile 20 year old in a figure hugging red shiny dress that felt so silky and with her leather clad legs wrapped around my neck. My face was millimetres from her smooth mound and mere patch of shiny nylon was separating my tongue from her sweet little pussy. I knew this was wrong and it had no good outcome, but her sex was in my nostrils and all I could think of was the smooth pussy and how I wanted to be inside it. 

Claire had a beautiful body, young and toned, it would be great if she was wearing more lingerie, the excitement of feeling the different textures of soft smooth satin followed by the smooth nylon of a pair of stockings or the gossamer silkiness of fine knickers, but I was happy with the taught nylon suppleness of the Lycra dress that hugged her hips. There was no real thought involved, it was all pheromones and passion, I brought my hands up and hooked the skimpy G-String aside and with thoughts that maybe she would be too drunk to remember I plunged my tongue into her. 

As I slid it up her labia, tasting the bitter sweet mix of her juices, I brought my hands up to caress her thighs, taking in the sensation of boot leather next to her soft silky flesh. I dearly wanted to trace the path of my hands with my cock and feel the sensation of the smooth leather change to soft warm skin, but there would be time for that later. Reaching her clit with my tongue I circled and sucked in time to her moans and whilst massaging her buttock with one hand I slipped two fingers from the other into her pussy.

This was met with a "oh yes, that's good.. MMmmm" and was followed by a mix of heavy breathing and semi moans. I was now caught in the moment and I was excited beyond belief. I just wanted to plunge my cock deep in her and make her scream. Increasing the speed of my tongue and finger's rhythm I waited until I thought Claire was ready. An increased repetition of "Yes, Yes" mixed with a grinding of her crotch against my face made me think she was ready and I pulled away to slide up the seat again. 

Claire obviously felt the time was right as well as she didn't resist and as I found purchase for my knees just inside her thighs she leant forward and pulled my tracksuit bottoms down. It was at this point I remembered Lisa's G-string still wrapped around the base of my cock and with it being right in front of her face, Claire could not miss it.

"Hmmm, Lisa was right, you are a little fetish boy."

My cock was dying to plunge into her pussy, but Claire seemed to have a different idea now. Cupping my balls wrapped in Lisa's G-String she massaged them whilst wanking me, every now and then sticking my cock into her mouth and sucking the head as she ran her tongue around the pinched gland. Because my neck was bent double with the lack of head room I had to place a balancing hand on her shoulder as Claire's head rocked back and forth in time with her right hand, her left just kept circling the material of the G-String around my balls and I made to hold her hair to set the pace of the strokes I wanted, but as I did so she pulled away.

"No cumming yet, I want you to fuck me, make me scream you dirty old man. Then I'll wank you off into my knickers."

At that point she could have told me to do anything and probably would have as all I wanted to do was sink my cock into her pussy. 

Signalling my agreement by releasing her head and shoulders so she could lay down again I moved to get into position. Then my mobile rang, the sound of Judas Priest's Devil Child playing meant it was Lisa ringing. I came back to earth with a bump and scrambled to grab my phone.

With my cock going limp and my tracksuit bottoms still round my knees I answered the phone.

"Yes Lisa?"

"I'm just finishing, can you come round to the front?"

"On my way."

Now how was I going to deal with Claire? She seemed amused by it all and was already straightening up. My face must have said what was going through my mind.

"Don't worry Adie, it will be our little secret, but you still owe me or I tell Lisa about her knickers."

Not really having a reply to that I straightened myself up and went back round to the driver's seat whilst Claire remained in the back resetting her dress and hair. I was just pulling up in front of the club again when I felt Claire reach round and stuff her G-String down the front of my tracksuit bottoms.

"Just a reminder of your debt Adie"

Claire had just finished wrapping her present around my cock when Lisa joined opened the door and jumped in, still wearing the new club dress and shoes. 

"Doesn't she look sexy Adie?" Claire piped up from the back.

I looked at Lisa and she looked back a bit sheepish.

"Sorry, she's a bit drunk."

"Don't worry, I know, we had a bit of a rush to exit the car just now."

"O – M –G Claire! You didn't throw up in Adie's car did you?"

"No she didn't, don't worry, but she is a bit worse for wear, we better get her home so she can go to bed."

At this point Claire piped up in her best drunk voice, "yeah, I'll sleep in the bath just in case, but can you help me upstairs Lisha?" she seemed to be slurring her words again.

Lisa looked at me "Adie, can she stay in my room tonight? I don't want her choking on her own vomit in the night. She can sleep with her head over the edge with a bowl."

"Thanks Lisha, you'll let me shtay won't you Mr B?"

Well I knew Claire wasn't that bad, but I had a suspicion what would happen if I said no.

"Sure, but you'll have to get up and get going in the morning as Kay and I have work. Talking of which, when do you start Lisa?"

"Tomorrow night, so I will be up to go and see this guy first thing before coming back to get a few hours' sleep in as my shift doesn't end until 3AM."

The journey back was mercifully short as I was living in fear that Claire would say something, but instead they talked about the men in the club and about the one that Claire had originally 'got off' with on the dance floor before breaking up with him an hour later. 

When we got back I ushered them upstairs quickly and told them to be quiet as it was nearly 2AM. As I undressed in the dark I felt the two G-Strings still wrapped around my cock and decided that I needed to wear a pair of shorts to bed to hide them. I had got myself into a lot of trouble because of these and I didn't need Kay seeing them, but equally I didn't want to relinquish them either.

The girls were giggly at first, with the occasional bang of something being dropped which caused Kay to stir. I belayed her fears of intruders with a simple "Its Lisa and her friend" which satisfied her and she rolled over. When I was sure she had nodded off again and the girls were quiet I decided I wanted to relieve a bit of frustration. Claire's G-String was smooth and shiny, but I wanted the smell of her sex in my nostrils again and I untangled it from my cock and brought it up to my face. It felt smooth and soft against my cheek, but I wanted the smell. I brought is to my nose and breathed deeply of her scent. I then sucked on the string where it would have sat in her crack and I was back in the car again. Careful that I wasn't wanking so hard that it would jostle Kay and keeping my breathing under control, I unloaded the cum that had been destined for Claire's pussy into what little there was of Lisa's G-String. This meant that I had pool of fluid spreading over my belly and was going to require mopping up. Not having anything to hand that could be used to mop up I decided to head for the main bathroom. The en-suite was nearer, but the light would trigger a fan that may disturb Kay again.

After quick wipe down at the sink with a damp flannel I decided to give Lisa's G-string a quick flush with water and was just towelling it dry when I heard the door creak open. Grabbing at Claire's G-String that I had placed on the side whilst I cleaned up, I spun round and tried to hide both items of lingerie in the folds of the towel. There in the doorway was Claire in one of Lisa's short satin negligées and grinning, then she caught sight of her G-String and the grin grew bigger. 

Without a word she slid into the bathroom and pushed the door to quietly with one hand as the other started to lift the hem of the cream negligée to display her smooth mound. Looking straight at me with those deep brown eyes she opened her mouth and ran her tongue around her lips and pointed at me, then her pussy. 

My heart was pounding and I suddenly went very cold, Kay was right across the landing and Lisa was not much further away. It would be hard to explain even being in the same room like this, but if I did as I was being told to then I would not be able to talk my way out of it if caught. Claire knew she had me stone cold and as I finished mouthing "No way" and pointing at our bedroom, she mouthed "I'll scream."

I didn't react immediately and Claire's features hardened, she reached across and pushing her hand inside the waist band of my shorts she grabbed my cock and yanked me over towards her. The initial yank was painful, but as she held me there squeezing my cock tightly whilst glaring at me, my cock started to swell in her hand. Staring at her beautifully shaped eyebrows, the long eyelashes, the immaculate full eye makeup, the accentuated cheek bones and the full and pouting lips, she was beautiful, but Claire's features remained hard and they were joined by an evil grin and she now mouthed "lick – me – out – or – I - scream". 

Up close again and with my cock in her hand I could smell her perfume mixed with her sweat from dancing and all I could think about was the musk of her sex. I wanted her and I wanted her badly. I leaned over and slipped the lock on the door, knelt down in front of her and looked up. Claire was still grinning and lifted her right leg up and over my shoulder, her pussy opening in front of me. I shuffled closer so I was hugging her left leg and clamped my mouth over her pussy, my tongue parting her lips to once again taste her sex juices. 

Claire steadied herself against the wall with one hand and with the other she gripped as much of my short hair as she could, pulling me on to her. I could feel her right leg clamping round me and her heel dug into my back as she did her best to grind her pussy on my face. I pushed my tongue as deep as I could, my frenulum scraping hard over my front teeth as tried to satisfy this minx. 

Sliding my hands up her thighs again and savouring the soft warm flesh, I moved them round to grip her buttocks. I massaged the pert mounds, circling them in opposite directions so that my fingers parted and closed over her a-hole and this seemed to please as a stifled "Mmmmm" issued forth and both hand and leg gripped me harder, Claire's hips began to thrust in rhythm. 

Thinking I would go a bit further I move my tongue's attention to Claire's clitoris, sucking and licking the little bulb out of its hide away. I now pushed my thumb into her pussy as deep as it would go whilst I ran my index finger up the crack in her cheeks so that as I plunged my thumb in and out my index finger massaged her anal sphincter directly. This was met with more moans, this time a bit louder and I worried it would draw attention to our activities. My fear must have changed my rhythm as Claire jabbed me in the back with her foot as though spurring a horse on and ground her pussy on my face harder. 




Step Daughters Fantasies Made Real Ch. 04



My left hand was pretty much redundant at this point in time and although not my natural hand for wanking, I reached down and started pumping it in time to Claire's rhythm. I could feel my thumb running wet with Claire's juices and extended my tongue's circular route to let me taste her sweetness again and oh what a sweetness it was. This slight move south meant that my sucking was pulling her bulb against my teeth and it was nearly as pleasing as the motion of my finger as Claire sucked in a her breath and her hip motion became more jerky and gained in speed, her leg and hand also gripped harder so I sped up with both my hands.

I prayed that Claire was ready as I could feel my groin clenching in anticipation, a huge tingling sensation was gather in my thighs and I knew I was about to pump forth more sperm. In hope it would bring forth her orgasm I sucked and plunged, licked and massaged harder and faster, harder and faster until there was a stifled "Oh God!" through clenched teeth and she bucked her hips one final time, gripping me hard and fast to her. 

Ceasing movement with my right hand I pumped with my left for all I was worth and brought forth a generous spurt of cum considering I had only finished wanking a few minutes ago and what it lacked in quantity it made up for in power as it shot up Claire's left leg. As a second and then third spurt joined it, gravity pulled it back and it dribbled down.

Releasing her grip from me I pulled back and Claire brought her leg down to stand in front of me. I began to stand, but before I could get up Claire had leant forward and with both hands on either shoulder she whispered,

"I wanted that in me." And nodded to her left leg.

"I'm now not satisfied so you had better kneel down again and lick me clean whilst I decide how you are to satisfy me fully."

I paused.

Claire now reached around me and picked up her G-String, she then used it to wipe up the top most glob of semen

"Adie, I'm not kidding and if you don't lick that all up I'll scream rape. I now have your semen and your skin DNA on my underwear as well as on me."

Well I was really deep in trouble now, I had always thought this sort of threat would come from Lisa as she grew up through her teens, along with the "you're not my Dad!", but I was relaxed enough to know she wouldn't have any evidence. Here and now, I was up shit creek and looking at some rapids!

Assuming a prayer position in front of Claire I held her foot and ran my tongue from her big toe, following the dribble path of my cum, up to her knee. I had not even thought about the taste and the saltiness struck me as it sank in I was licking cum. It may have been my own, but male cum was on my tongue and I didn't know what to do with it. I thought about spitting it out in the sink, but Claire must have guessed my thoughts as she whispered again,

"Now swallow it like a good little boy and I'll let you lick me clean. Don't worry, you've tasted spunk before, why do you think I was so wet earlier in the car. The little git used a dodgy condom."

The swallow was involuntary as part of the process of the shock of what had been duped into doing sank in. I sat there stunned. I was brought out of my reverie by another whisper.

"That's it, now as a reward, lay back and I'll let you taste my sweet little cunt pussy juices again."

Now I wasn't in much of a position to argue so even if I had thought about what Claire was up to I probably wouldn't have got out of it, but as it was I followed her instructions and actually started to get hard again as she loomed above me and I stared once more up between her legs at that sweet little pussy. She had turned now and with her feet either side of my head she squatted down until her whole weight was sitting on my face, her pussy over my open mouth and my nose pushing into her anus. Her legs now pinned my shoulders and she pushed her feet together behind my head so it came off the ground. Breathing was difficult now and through the pounding in my ears of my laboured breathing I heard her whisper,

"Mmmmm, that's it, bury that nose in my hole and suck my pussy and I may let you breath."

With that I felt her hands grab my wrists and press them onto my chest, she then used them to lever her weight back onto my face even harder, her feet and ankles forcing me to keep my head straight. Luckily I had lain back on the bath mat or I'm sure my skull would be cracking against the tiles of the floor, such was the weight on my face. 

My chest was heaving, but getting no air, I was starting to panic as despite the darkness I could see flashing lights, I struggled and tried to move my arms, pushing up my lower body with my feet in an attempt to dislodge Claire. She can't have been more than 6 or 7 stone, but she felt like a ton and sh e shifted her weight to pin my hands in place.

Through the pounding in my ears I barely heard her next whisper.

"Since you've struggled, you better taste more of me."

Suddenly my open and gasping mouth flooded with metallic and tangy hot fluid. I felt myself choking and all my strength went into dislodging Claire. She fell sideways clanging against the radiator and I sat up coughing her pee out of my throat. 

"You fucking stupid bitch!" I hissed at a grinning Claire and I was about to follow up with more when I heard Lisa's voice.

"Claire?"

I leapt up, still wet from Claire's pee and looked down at the puddle I had moments previously been lying in. How the fuck was I going to explain this. 

My mind raced and swiftly unlocking the door I opened it a crack. Lisa wasn't there, but her light flicked on. I looked back at Claire briefly and hoped like hell she wanted to carry the game on more than have it end now.

Calling out as I slipped through the door,

"Lisa, Claire is in the bathroom and it looks like she has had an accident."

At this our bedroom light flicked on and within second s both Kay and Lisa appeared. Obviously Claire did want to carry on the game as she played along and made gagging noises and assumed a position bent over the toilet. When both ladies arrived and found Claire with her arse exposed I was ushered away from the door and my last sight of Claire was of her apologising for wetting herself whilst trying to be sick and gathering up both pairs of G-Strings. She may well have been winking at me as the door closed, but I was thinking about how much shit I was in and headed to the en-suite to wash and gargle. 

Maybe it would be best if I just packed and moved out tomorrow before any of this came out?



Step Daughters Fantasies Made Real Ch. 05



Eventually everyone was back in their beds by 3:30AM, after tossing and turning for a bit I dozed off at about 4AM. At 6:30AM Kay's alarm went off and I really wanted to roll over and go back to sleep, but I figured that the safest place for me at this point in time was anywhere but here so I offered to give Kay a lift to the station and then head into the office. Kay did her mother hen bit and left money for Lisa to use for a taxi so Lisa and Claire didn't have to use a bus. She woke Lisa to tell her and made sure her alarm was set before we set off. The journey into work after dropping Kay was a bit hairy to begin with as my sleep deprived mind kept drifting off and after a close shave with a hedge I pulled into the next petrol station to grab a strong coffee. 

When I eventually got to the office and checked in with reception I found that all the hot desks were booked out so I had no place to login. After my manager saw me working from the break room he told me that I wasn't needed in the office and it would be best if I worked from home today and probably for the rest of the week. Despite my protestations I was sent on my way and told to finish up the two tender responses I had outstanding. It was now 09:30 and I figured that by the time I got home the girls should have got up and gone, but to make sure I rang the house phone. I then tried ringing Lisa's mobile and got sent to voice mail. Within seconds of hanging up I got a text from her saying 'I'm a big girl now, I'm in a taxi. OK?' which I took to mean that she was really grumpy this morning, another good reason to not have been in the house.

When I eventually got home I thought about getting on with my work and set up my laptop ready in the office, but my mind was too tired. I decided to have a 30 minute nap before getting really started, but before going I checked to make sure the camera in Lisa's room had written its files to the backup location. A quick check showed a number of files so there must have been plenty of movement as it was motion activated. Picking one with a thumb nail that seemed to show fully bodies I ran it and up came a clip of first Lisa undressing and then Claire being helped out of her boots and dress. Lisa divested herself of the breast enhancements and then proceeded to grab two negligées from her draw, handing one to Claire. Now she was up and standing again, Claire was standing in front of the mirror posing and admiring herself. Both girls looked fabulous and I cursed the fact that I had no way of zooming the camera even if this was a live shot. Having a far more intimate knowledge of Claire's body than I wanted to think about for now I concentrated on looking at Lisa and my mind started to think about how I could get up close to it as I desperately wanted to suck those pert little breasts and slam my cock into her – The I got the answer I wanted about Lisa as she pulled on her negligée – she had a fully shaved pussy. 

I found myself getting horny again, but decided that I'd save this peeping tom session for later as I not only needed to get some rest, but I needed to do some work. Closing the lid of my laptop I went off to lay down on our bed after shutting the curtains. Despite the three cups of coffee I was off to sleep in no time, laying there on top of the bedclothes in a pair of shorts. I must have gone off into a deep sleep as I started dreaming of being held captive by Lisa. Kay was looking for me, but Lisa had me tied up and hidden under the cushions of the settee. Kay couldn't see me and at one point was even sitting on me. I tried to cry out, but I was gagged and tied. Lisa was there sitting in her black dress chatting away with her Mum and was even wanking me through the gap in the cushions as she did. It felt so good and I could feel myself getting excited and trying to tell Lisa not to make me cum with her Mum there, but Lisa ignored me. I tried to struggle, but I found myself wrapped up in satin strips like a mummy, it even came up and over my head. As I struggled I felt the soft shiny material rub against itself and I felt weirdly happy. My struggles turned into a fucking motion as I felt nearer to cumming, but something was wrong, I couldn't breathe now and I felt the wrappings tightening and suffocating me, I struggled again, but Lisa kept on wanking me.

Suddenly the scene changed, I felt more aware, I was not bound in satin anymore and I was laying on my bed, but I still couldn't see anything and breathing was still difficult, I could still feel myself being wanked and nearly cumming. I tried to open my eyes. They were open, something soft and smooth was being held over my face, I could feel the hand behind it. My movement seemed to spur on the wanking and I felt the build of an ejaculation forming. Still not fully awake, I submitted to the pleasure and started to thrust my hips to bring the orgasm on faster. I could feel it coming and ached for the pleasure it would bring, I could feel my muscle tightening in anticipation.

Ouch! My cock flared in pain and my orgasm died, I was fully awake now and reaching down to find out why my cock hurt, all ideas of ejaculating gone. Then the hand came away from my face, taking the layers of satin material away with it. I blinked in the light coming from the door way and a silhouetted figure standing over me came into focus. It was Lisa, she was wearing her new dress and her "Christina Aguilera" wig, as she liked to call it because it was bleach blonde, full, shoulder length and tousled. I would tease her when she wore it, but secretly loved the look as she would always go for heavy make up as well when wearing it. 

Why was Lisa in my room? Why was she dressed like that and in my room? Why was Lisa in my room, dressed like that and my cock was out, still semi rigid? The questions were mounting and I was not getting anywhere with an answer. Do I sit up and ask her what she is doing, should I put my cock away first? I was still in a daze so I went to sit up and gather my thoughts.

"Oh No Adie, don't sit up, I want you right there, I just didn't want you to cum just yet." Said Lisa.

But it wasn't Lisa, the voice was wrong. I went to turn the bedside light on so the light balance would show this person's face, but they stepped forward and in one motion had both my wrists above my head and the person was sitting astride me. 

"Come on Adie, don't you like me looking like Lisa? Wouldn't you like to fuck me hard?"

It was Claire and she was wrapping the satin item she had used to smother my face around my wrists. I tried to buck her off, but she clamped her legs tight around my waist and the heels of her shoes scraped painfully down my thighs. She must have had Lisa's shoes on as well, ouch! 

I wasn't having it this time and I bucked more to get her off. This seemed to amuse her and she fought back with a vice like grip of her legs whilst trying to finish the knot around my wrists. This time I went for a buck and a twist and Claire lost her grip of my wrists, this gave me the chance I needed and I grabbed her by her waist and pushed her off me and over onto Kay's side of the bed. I scrambled to me feet and looked back, ready to fend off another attempt to grab me.

Claire now lay there smiling,

"Aw does panty boy not want to play? Have we forgotten last night and what I have of yours?"

Still smiling, she now spread herself across the bed, opening her legs and running her hands up over her body to push up her breasts and then one hand went down her leg to return back up her inner thighs so she could finger her pussy. 

"Adie, I just want to say sorry for last night, you did a wonderful job on my pussy and I thought you might like to fuck Lisa to make up for it. Do I not look like Lisa? Just think, you can call me Lisa and do all those things you've only jacked off over up until now."

Her voice all soft now, I was falling under her spell. If I had been a mariner then I would have been steering my ship straight on to the jagged rocks. With the light behind me now I could see her properly and she did indeed look like Lisa other than the darker complexion and the dark eyes. I'd often thought that other men in these situations were idiots and I would never be stupid enough to fall for it. It had trap written all over it, but whether she was a witch that could cast a spell or was exuding massive amount of pheromones, I was mesmerised. I stood there thinking I should walk out of the room and take my chances, but instead I stood there and watched her play with herself. 

I'm sure there are those among you with lofty ideas that you would never have done what I did, there may even be those amongst you that are disgusted, but you weren't there. You weren't staring at a smoking hot young woman, dressed for sex, massaging her breast and fingering her cunt whilst inviting you to fuck her brains out. She knew I wanted to, the 9" cock standing proud was a huge give away. 

"What do you want Claire?" 

"I want you to fuck me, fuck me until I scream. If you want to cum inside me then you can, but given your obvious like for lingerie and shoes, I will either wank you off with Lisa's shoes or her underwear."

There didn't seem to be a downside to it from my point of view. 

"The only requirement is that you call me Lisa. I want you to live that dream of yours, I want you to tell me how much you have always wanted this and what a dirty little whore I am."

I was up for that in no uncertain way. Nodding my acquiescence, Claire told me to strip naked and to stand at the corner of the bed. She now slid towards me and reached down to grab a bundle from the floor. 

"I betting that amongst all your other little fetishes, you like stockings. Don't you?"

With that she held up a pair of full fashion hold ups. They looked remarkably like some Kay owned. I continued to stare at her, I didn't like the feeling she knew this much about me.

"Well if you don't then we'll leave them off, but if you do then you need to put them on me." 

With that she smiled and handed me the stockings and smiled. I saw no point in hiding my desires, I was about to fuck the brains of her whilst pretending she was my step daughter. Kneeling down I reached to take hold of her left shoe, she was as I suspected, wearing Lisa's new shoes. Claire slipped her foot out of them and brought it up to my face and I got one socking ready to roll. Still smiling, Claire brought her big toe up to my lips.

"Just give it a suck please. Lisa loves her toes being sucked whilst she is being fucked, she told me. That's it, run your tongue around it and suck it in."

Was she telling me the truth, did Lisa love her toes to be suck whilst she was fucked? The thought was just shoved more endorphins into the blood stream and took my horny levels to DefCon 5. 

I ran my tongue over her foot once more and sucked each toe in turn before finally pushing the stocking over them and down her foot. Claire now lifted her leg up so I could slide them along her wonderfully long leg. She held it there as I stood so I could work my way down from her foot again making sure the seam was straight. As I got to her thigh this time she spread her legs a bit and using two fingers of her right hand, held her labia apart. Pausing for a moment I then offered up Lisa's shoe once more and Claire pushed her foot into it. She now brought it over and rested it in my crotch and began an oval pattern rubbing of my rigid cock. 

I could have stood there and just let her do that, but Claire wasn't going to let me. She removed the shoe from my crotch and brought her other foot up for the same treatment and it wasn't until I was sucking and licking that the oval motion of her leather clad foot continued. I was getting overly excited and could feel my pre-cum forming, but I didn't want to cum now so pulling my hips back a bit I clad her leg in the remaining stocking as before and refitted the missing shoe. 

Claire now grinned and slid back up the bed with her legs open wide.

"Now remember Adie, I am Lisa and Lisa wants you to lick her cunt, she wants to be so wet before you stab her with your cock, but you have to tell her how much you want this as well. – Go on."

"Yes Cla... sorry, Lisa" – her frown said it all.

"Lisa I want to taste you and fuck you." 

Claire put up her hand to block my path to her pussy, signalling that she wanted more words.

"Lisa, you gorgeous whore, I want to lick you and suck you until your juice flow all over my face and then I want to fuck you so hard, I want you to scream before I fill you with my seed."

With her hand now removed from my path I once again got up close and personal with Claire's – sorry - Lisa's pussy. She lay back, wrapped her legs about my head and I felt her dig those 5" heels in. She also clasped her hands about the back of my head and pulled me onto her hard. 

I didn't need the encouragement, Claire had a sweet taste and I went to work with my tongue. I remembered how she like her anus played with so I began to massage her buttocks such that one thumb rested on her anus and the other at the bottom of her labia. 

"Mmmmm that's good Adie, I need you to lick that. Tell me how much you want to Adie."

My head was pulled from her groin. 

"I want to lick your arse hole Lisa."

"I want that too Adie, I've cleaned it ready for you so make sure you push your tongue in there."

Now at any other time I would have not even contemplated that, it's not something I get off on, but I wasn't thinking with my brain so I followed the guiding hands on my head and Claire levered her backside up with her legs that were over my shoulder, this meant I could get right down between her cheeks. Holding them open with both hands I ran my tongue down the valley between them over her anus. I repeated the move as Claire spurred me on again with the heels of her shoes and ended the run this time with the tip of my tongue on her sphincter. I ran the tip over the clenched muscle and felt it move beneath it, Claire was trying to relax it, but each time I ran my tongue over it she would clench again. Finally I stop my motion and when she relaxed it this time I shot it forward like a dart and penetrated.

Claire sucked in her breath and as I push and wiggled my tongue she moaned. I felt one of her hands leave my head, I looked up and she was rubbing her clitoris like mad. She now started moving her hips as well which meant I had to move my head in time with them as her other hand pressed me tight where it was.

"Oooooo, yeah, oooo Adie, push it in a deep ahhhhhhhssss you can. Oooooo yeah, yeah, yeah , yeah"

Her motions became faster and I obliged as best I could with my tongue, pushing it in and out, turning it when it was in, like a mad French kiss. I took the advantage of free hands to not only support me as Claire was using me as a fulcrum with her legs, but to pump my aching cock. Claire finally climaxed and every muscle clenched, my hair was gripped tight and her heels dug in as my head felt like it was in a vice. Then she relaxed back onto the bed, pulling me up by my hair before I could taste of her juices.

As I came up she sat up and kissed me passionately, hands on both sides of my face. When she finished she whispered in my ear, 

"First tell me how you want to fuck Lisa and then make me scream."

I didn't need any further bidding.

"Lisa, I want to fill you pussy with my cock, I want push it in so deep that you'll feel my balls slapping your arse, I want to fuck you until you scream. I want to fill you with my cum and see it dribble from your pussy."

Claire seemed well pleased with this and half way through it she was guiding my cock into her. Kneeling behind her with my legs splayed I lifted her legs on to my shoulder. I grabbed hips and with one thrust I buried my cock in her to the hilt. I got the reaction I desired, Claire tried to suck in at the same time as crying out and her hands went down beside her and gripped the bed clothes. 

I was in to a heavy rhythm straight away, thrusting from my thighs in long strokes, almost pulling out before hammering my cock home. My hands were free to roam over Lisa's PVC dress that coated Claire. With the wig still in place I really was visualising Lisa and I grabbed at Claire's breast through the dress, doing my best to tweak her nipples through the unforgiving material. The dress had a lace up collar that helped to hold together the balcony section over her breasts. I ripped and fumbled at the laces that held it together and pulled it apart, this let me free Claire's breasts and resumes my rough treatment of them. This seemed to goad her on and she brought her legs together, tight on my neck.

"Suck – uhh! – my – uhh! - toes – uhh! -Adie, - uhh!, uhh! - I – uhh! - love –uhh! - my – uhh! - toes – uhh! –to – uhh! – be – uhh! – sucked –uhh! - remember? – uhh!"

I was in heaven and I wanted to bring Lisa off in a big way. I ceased the mauling of her breasts and pulled both shoes from Claire's feet and guided them to my mouth as I continued to pump her hard. Before I sucked her toes I brought both feet up to my face together, buried my face in her soles and breather deeply of her stocking clad feet. There was a slight odour of shoe leather and feet, but that was slight compared to that of the fabric softener Kay used. There was something kinky and exciting about that fact that I was fucking Claire / Lisa whilst wearing my wife's stockings. The stockings were shear full fashioned so the material was delicate, but with reinforced toe and heel sections which the seam ran between before traveling all the way to the top. The feel of the material on my face along with the odour was intoxicating, but I had toes to suck. Moving one foot to the side I guided the other into place and although the angles weren't quite right to get Claire's foot lined up a curled nylon clad toe entered my mouth. The sheer covering denied my tongue access to the area between her toes, but I ran it along the underside and sucked it in as deep as I could. 

Claire was working up to her orgasm and was goading me on to fuck her harder and as one hand seemed to be screwed up under the covers the other was now rubbing her clit like mad. I was close too, but I wanted to hold off cumming for the promised shoe fuck, there was only one option open to me if I wanted to last and that was to change rhythm. This did not go down too well with Claire,

"Why did you do that? I was just about to have a fantastic orgasm."

"Sorry, I was trying not to cum too soon."

"Well I can solve that!"

Pushing me back, Claire got off the bed and headed for the bedroom door. I thought she was going to storm off out, but instead she closed it and grabbed the belt from Kay's satin kimono housecoat. Getting back on the bed she pushed me onto my back and after tying a slipknot in the belt she pushed it over my cock and took it down to the base and tighten it so my balls and cock were tied off. The feel of the cool satin down there was exciting and the slight waning my cock had done when I thought she was storming off was soon corrected. 

Thinking I was going to go back to where we were a minute ago I made to get on top, but Claire had other ideas. 

"Let's try it with me on top for a bit Adie, I want to make sure I orgasm this time. Don't worry, you won't cum."

With that she pushed me back and whilst still holding the other end of the belt she mounted me. She looked fantastic up there and she felt even better, Lisa's dress creaked every now and then as Claire thrust her hips back and forth, grinding herself on my cock, her hands were on my chest and she was digging her nails in as she looked down on me from above, still grinning. 

"Is this good Adie, being taken by your step daughter? Isn't what you always wanted?"

"Yes Cla.... Lisa, ride my cock hard, I want to cum deep inside you, I want you to flood my cock with your juices."




Step Daughters Fantasies Made Real Ch. 05



"Would you do anything to make me cum Adie?"

Now I should have been listening here, but I was caught up in the sight and feel of a stocking and PVC clad nubile minx riding me like there was no tomorrow. Her nylon legs were clamped to my side, the heels of her shoes digging into my leg again and her nails were 10 points of beautiful pain on my chest.

"Anything Lisa, I just want us to cum together."

"Then sit up a bit and give me your hands."

As I brought my hands away from holding her soft smooth hips she slowed her thrusting for a moment, Claire brought the free end of the belt up. Pulling it tight she wrapped it first round my left and then my right wrist, using a figure of eight pattern until there was just enough to tie it off. I could feel my cock swell inside her as the blood flow in my veins was restricted. Claire now put her hands back on my chest and pushed me back flat, this in turn pulled the belt tighter around my cock. 

It was a mix of pleasure and pain as Claire resumed her pounding of my cock. She was no long content with grinding her hips, now she was bouncing up and down so she was getting the full stroke of my cock sliding in and out. If I tried to do anything with my hands it pulled the belt tighter and I was sure that if that was the case I would castrate myself. I could feel my groin demanding that I let it burst forth and spray Claire's pussy with juices, but its path was blocked and I just couldn't seem to orgasm. 

The extra size of my straining cock seemed to be pleasing Claire though, she was back to moaning and cursing, her nails were starting to really dig in.

My cock felt really swollen now and although I could feel it as a tight fit to Claire's pussy I could not feel much else. It was also getting quite painful. I tried to sit up to relieve the tension on the belt, but Claire pushed me back down.

"Claire, it's really hurting!"

"Lisa – uhh! – uhh! - remember! – uhh! – uhh!"

"LISA! It's really hurting, untie me please."

"Not – uhh! –uhh! – uhh! – yet – UHH! – UHH! – UHH! – please – UHH! – UHH! – UHH! You - UHH! – UHH! – feel – UHH! – UHH! – so – UHH! – Oh yes, Oh yes, fucking shit!, fucking shit!!

Claire now seemed to be in full throw of an orgasm and instead of the bouncing motion had now impaled herself and was grinding her pubic bone against mine. I was both exhilarated and in agony, not only from my cock that felt it was about to burst, but from the ten gouges that were on my chest. 

Taking a deep breath, Claire relaxed and fell forward and I thought she was going to collapse on me and leave my cock in agony, but she rolled over, releasing my cock from her now tight pussy and displaying my engorged dark red member with grotesque and bulging blue veins. As Claire lay there breathing hard I sat up and did my best with my tied hands to loosen the slipknot and give me some much needed relief from the pressure that had built. 

"Adie, that is some cock you have, will you fuck me again please? I want you to fill me with your cum, please?"

As she said that she rolled on to her side and brought her socking clad knee up to rest on my cock as it returned to a more normal size and state. 

"If you untie me, but what about the shoe fuck?"

"What if I give you something better? 

"Errr, OK, what?"

"Oh you'll like it, I promise." She purred.

Guiding me back down and releasing the knot around my cock, she slid her hands up the belt to my wrists, but instead of undoing the knot there she pulled the belt up over my head. My arms were just coming perpendicular to my body when I realised what was happening and I went to pull them down again, but Claire had already got a loop over one of the balls on our iron bedstead and she countered my move with a second loop. 

I had always fantasied about doing this first to Kay and then to Lisa, now I was there. I struggled, but now Claire sat on my chest to stop me manoeuvring off the bed. And finished the knot.

"Now calm down, I promised you would like it and I mean it. This is a sorry for last night remember and I really do want you to fuck me until you come. I want to surprise you so just relax, although not all of you." And she grinned as she looked at my cock for that last bit.

As she sat astride me she reached around and undid Lisa's dress, she then pulled it up and over her head revealing her body in all its glory. Her pert breasts defied gravity and her nipples were like bullets still, her flat belly was still moving from her breathing and her smooth mound with puffy lips was dribbling on my belly. 

With her still nylon clad legs she rolled back, brought her right foot up and started massaging my cock. Whilst it had not totally deflated it was not its former glory as of a few minutes ago, but it soon made a recovery. I decided to make the best of bad thing and lay back to enjoy. Claire shifted a bit, but kept up the massage and I was starting to think she would bring me off, but suddenly she stopped. 

"Just wanted to keep you in the mood. Now don't try to peek."

And with that she placed the negligée, which had been used earlier to smother me, over my face. My heavy breathing alternatively suck it onto my face and blew it off and I toyed with the idea of blowing it completely off, but sounds of Claire rummaging in a cupboard distracted me. I tried to concentrate my hearing over my breathing and could hear something being pulled on. Then clasps being done up. Eventually Claire pulled the negligée down and she sat astride me wearing the animal print body I had bought for Lisa as well as her black satin shorts and the new stockings. She looked hot in it all and my cock just bounced back into life. Claire has slightly bigger breasts than Lisa and her nipples were still pronounced, stretching the material of the body more than I had seem Lisa stretch hers. The stockings didn't go with the shorts, but that didn't matter.

"Lisa told me you had more presents for her and I knew you'd have them hidden near to your bed." She said smiling. "I also figured after last night that you'd have something in your laundry bag; and look what I found. I prefer to wear this body, but I thought you may like to feel my arse in these shorts. Don't be mad, you're going to fuck Lisa in it remember. But first..."

And with that she mounted my belly again and untied the belt form the bedstead and lowered my arms. Instead of undoing the knot though she shuffled down and tied the belt around her thigh so I couldn't move my arms again and picked up the negligée. 

"Sit up please." – and she shuffled down me, which pulled the belt and my arms. 

"Please? I promise you'll like it."

I did as bid and as I sat up Claire pulled the negligée over my head and down. It was too small to come down far and the remaining material ruffed up at my neck, but it my arms were now pinned to my body and tied at the wrist. My look must have said it all.

"No, I'm not going to keep you tied, I just want you to try something."

Claire now slid off my belly after "unhitching" my wrists form her leg and grabbed the holdups she had doffed when changing, she then proceeded to put them on me one leg at a time. I have to say, apart from the odd leg hair getting tugged by the sticky rubber material at the top of the stockings, the sensation of them going on and then finally when both were, of them rubbing together, was quite electrifying. To finish off Claire had got a pair of black shiny bikini style panties which she proceeded to put on me back to front.

I must admit to being quite subservient to all this as the feeling was strangely good, even sexy and whilst Claire no doubt had an agenda I was enjoying it so when she reached the top of my legs I lifted my hips to help feed them on.

"There now, I've put them on back to front so that your cock is now encased with these nice and shiny panties. Lisa uses them for when she having a date with someone she thinks will grope her so think about all those bloke that have tried feeling up Lisa in these."

Claire was a cunning bitch; that thought alone certainly got me going. I was now trussed and dressed, but at least I wasn't tied to anything. Grinning like a Cheshire cat, Claire looked in the mirror and straighten her wig before sitting astride my rigid, but nylon encased cock and started to gyrate her black satin clad crotch over my cock. 

"Does that feel good Adie? Do you like to think how this could actually be Lisa doing this? She'd really like to have you at her mercy, dressed up in girly clothes and about to bring you off in her panties."

Claire was now thrusting her hips as she had minutes ago, the difference for me was that I could now feel with my cock. She was also rubbing my torso through the satin of the negligée and tweaking my nipples. This was a new sensation and it felt weirdly good. 

"Adie, I think you should fuck me properly in this, I have already got the crotch of this body all wet, think how great it would be for Lisa to wear it after you have fucked me in it as well."

She was a witch, I was sure of it, it was like she read my mind. I was already showing pre-cum as Claire got off me.

"How do you want me Adie, how do you want to take your step daughter's cherry?"

I was pretty certain that Lisa's cherry had gone by now, but the thought was intoxicating.

"From behind, I want you bent over the bed and in Lisa's shoes."

"Mmmmm sounds good, but who do you want?"

"Lisa, I want you bending over the edge of the bed in your shoes again."

Smiling again, Claire undid my wrists and pulled the negligée off my torso, she then slid off the bed. Climbing into Lisa's shoes she watched as I followed her and then maintaining eye contact as far as she could, she slowly bent over whilst spreading her legs and leant with her forearms on the bed. Her gorgeous black satin clad arse was being presented to be and although I wanted nothing more than to whip my cock out and ram it in her, I just had to run my hands over her stocking clad thighs and her satin clade body first. Reaching round I massaged her breasts and nipples as I ground my cock into her arse and taking off where Claire had left me but moments ago. 

The sensation was good, but I desperately needed to fuck her. I pulled my cock free of its nylon housing and brought it to bear. I wanted to do it with the shorts still on, but the leg holes were too tight so I reached round and undid the shorts and Claire obliged with bringing her legs together so I could slide them down. As I got them to her ankles she stepped out of them and put her hand down for me to give them to her. I was now at a height where my face was in line with Claire's still satin clad arse and my bobbing cock was near those shoes. I so dearly wanted to fuck Claire, but I didn't want to miss an opportunity like this. I shuffled round and pressed Claire's legs together so my cock was caught below and between her ankles and my legs held her shoes together, I now started to pump my cock and feel as it slid between the black patent leather and the nylon of the stockings. Turning my attention quickly to Claire's backside and grabbing her hips for leverage, I buried my face in the satin mounds that were facing me aiming my nose for her anus as I use my tongue on her crotch. 

"Ooooo, that's good Adie, you do like my arse hole don't you? And you treat it so well. Mmmmm, that's it, rub it harder. Do you like to be smothered in satin Adie? You got really hard when you were dreaming. I think we will have to explore that side of you."

I wasn't really listening, I could feel myself close to cumming and I could taste Claire through the now sodden material of the satin body. I started to thrust my hips harder.

"Please don't cum like this Adie, I want you inside me, please. I'll suck you back to life if you want to fuck my shoes afterwards, but I want to feel your cum spurting inside me."

It all sounded so good and the smell of her sex was in my nostrils and thoughts of impaling her were too much. I stopped quickly and as I stood up I pulled the material of the body to one side. Guiding my cock with one hand, the other round Claire's waist I placed the head of my cock between her lips and thrust mine whilst pulling hers to me. The result was what I wanted, Claire let out a mix of scream and a moan and tensed before relaxing back into her bent over position. 

I was not far off cumming so I wasn't going to hang around, holding Claire firm about her waist I timed her motion with mine and the result was like a piston on an express train. Claire sounded like I was bashing all the air out of her and moaning, I was beginning to tense and grunt as I felt my coming orgasm grow. All the time I was looking at this sexy young sating clad body impaled on my cock as I thrust it home, Claire's juices were running freely and she suddenly blurted,

"Oh God I'm cumming, Adie, don't stop, pump harder, cum with me!"

I needed no further encouragement, I took one last deep thrust and felt my lower body clench and spasm as I shot stream after stream of cum into her. As I ejaculated, Claire, already bucking from her own orgasm, moaned and reached round with her hand that held the satin shorts to massage my prostate with them. I don't k know if it had a real effect or not, but it felt good and seemed to prolong and intensify my ejaculation. 

Finally we both collapsed on the bed, I felt drained and just wanted to lay there, but Claire wanted me to move up the bed. 

"Come on Adie, I promised you a foot or shoe fuck if you filled me."

"It's OK Claire, you are such a good shag that I'm not sure I could get it up again. Besides, Lisa will be home soon."

OK, but don't say I didn't offer. Oh and by the way, I think you better buy Lisa another one of these as I like how it excites you and the crotch is somewhat soaking with both our juices."

There wasn't much point in arguing, the body would never look new again if I washed it and I knew it would indeed be soaking, I had been up close and personal enough to be assured of that.

Rolling off the bed I said I was going to shower quickly and hadn't Claire do the same before Lisa came home. 

"I'll just strip off and put these clothes somewhere safe and I'll join you Adie"

Now not wanting to sour what had turned out to be a terrific shag I quelled my fears and agreed that would be a rather a good way to "finish our fun". Grinning again, Claire said, 

"Finish Adie, why would you want to do that?" and she padded out after gather all the clothes she had doffed.

Slightly worried about that last comment I climbed in the shower and got the water just right. I had just finished soaping myself when Claire arrived, now bereft of wig and underwear she still looked hot. I could feel my cock start to twitch as Claire climbed through the door. Coming over she pressed herself to me and wiggled her body so that she was soaped as well. Without the shoes she was a good 5" shorter than me, but as she tiptoed in front of me my cock slid between her legs. Reaching down with her hand to grab my rapidly solidifying cock she used it to rub the head over her clit as she stood there looking me straight in the eye. 

Smiling once more she turned around and bent forward. Bracing herself with one hand again the shower frame she stood on tiptoes again and reached through her legs to grab my cock. She now brought it up to her pussy and ran it along her labia. They still felt puffy and I thought she was going to insert my cock once more, but instead she pushed it higher and I felt it stop at her anus. 

"Fuck me there please Adie, I've never been fucked there before and you got me all excited when you played with it back in the bedroom."

Well I've never had a thing about banging a lady's A-hole, but then again I have never wanted to stick my tongue in one either so in for a penny, in for a pound. I took over control of my cock from Claire and edged the head of my cock forward. Claire bent over a bit more and I felt her anal sphincter relax back as I pushed against it. The soapy water helped or it would have required some jelly as it felt tight. Claire was moaning how good it felt and started rubbing her clit with one hand. I had my hands on her hips, but was using my thumbs to hold her buttocks apart which must have been stretching her sphincter as well. As the fit of my cock in he anus got very tight and Claire's moans changed in pitch I pulled back and then eased forward again. It did indeed feel good and I went to push in again when I heard the front door open.

Shit! Was that Lisa home? Pulling out quickly I shushed Claire and pointed to downstairs.

"Lisa is home, grab a towel and head to her bedroom quickly please."

"I don't think so Adie, I want to finish what you started now."

"Claire, stop messing about please. I'm begging you!"

"OK, but on one condition, you turn up at my place tomorrow, 09:30, sharp!"

"Yes, yes, no problem."

"Oh and you may want to check your email before you think about not turning up."

I stared at her and she smiled, gave me a kiss on the cheek and grabbing a towel off the rail she headed out of the door.

What had she done now?