****** Stepfather ******
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Stepfather


I guess I can tell you about when my stepfather first made his advances to me.
I was really scared but didn't want to create any more problems for my Mom who
was really having a bad time of it. She found this guy, Don and really fell for
him in a big way. I don't know why, he was kind of cute but light in the brain
power department. He would tend to drink a little too much and was prone to do
all kinds of crazy things. The wedding wasn't anything special and it all
happened so fast. I was rather neutral on the guy, he didn't do anything for me
and I didn't really think of him in terms of "Dad." He was about five foot nine
or ten, nice body actually, about 190 pounds, and rather on the athletic side.
He did a lot of heavy labor work and therefore kept in pretty good shape.

So for the first few months it was pretty normal. We lived in California at the
time, Orange County pretty close to Disney Land, although I really never got to
go there. We were renting a small house in a "so so" neighborhood. Lots of
gangs, drugs, sex and violence, but that is another story. Don had a
construction job and worked unpredictable hours. Sometimes he didn't work at
all and my Mom would bitch about it. My Mom worked for a store in the Main
Place Mall in Santa Ana. She didn't make too much money but Don made pretty
good money when he worked (as long as he didn't blow it in the local pub). I
also think that Don was cheating on my Mom. He used to get strange phone calls,
always timed when my Mom was at work, but sometimes I would answer the phone
and Don would yell at me. After these phone calls he would usually leave,
probably for a "quickie."

Anyway, during the Summer of 1994, about mid-June, I got my first period. This
seemed to freak my Mom out, I guess she thought it meant she was getting old or
something. I really didn't want to announce it to the world and Don was the
last person I really wanted to talk to about it, but a couple of nights later
he came into my room. It was about 11:00pm and I was reading an R. L. Stine
novel (real trash stuff, but entertaining). He sat on the bed with me and asked
if I was doing all right. I told him I was and he kept on questioning me,
asking me if I had any pain or cramps. He was trying to act concerned but I was
getting weird feelings about the whole scene. Then he started to rub my
stomach. I was wearing shorts and a T-shirt. He touched me like he was a doctor
or something, or like he could actually tell something by putting his hands on
me. He didn't touch me under my T-shirt, but he kept his hand on my stomach for
several seconds; a little lower on my body than I thought proper. The edge of
his hand was right at the top of my pubic bone and I could feel him pressing
down on me.

We talked a little about "growing up" and the challenges of facing "womanhood"
and a bunch of crap like that. I couldn't wait for him to leave. The next
morning I thought about telling Mom but I didn't. I am not sure why. I thought
about Don touching me all day. It was a strange sensation. The next night, it
was a Wednesday, I didn't see Don at all. Thursday went by with no additional
visits from Don. After a while I forgot about the whole thing. I really didn't
have any reason to be suspicious, but the whole thing struck me as really
weird. After a while I forgot about the incident.

Then in August, towards the end of the month on a Friday, Don came home really
late. It was about 2:00am and I heard him banging through the house. Mom had
gone to bed already and I had come home from the movies at the mall at about
11:00pm. I was in bed with what I usually wear, men's boxer shorts and a T-
shirt. I could hear Don moving around in the kitchen and the rest of the house.
He came down the hall and went into his and Mom's room. I was half asleep. Then
I heard my door open. I was in my bed facing the other way, but I could hear
someone coming into my room. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and
asked who was there. Don said that he just came in to check on me. This is not
something that he ever did. He asked me if I was all right. I said I was fine
and asked him what he wanted. He said he wanted to talk to me about important
issues.

I asked him to turn the lights on. He said that it was okay to leave them off,
that he didn't need any light. He sat down on the bed. He asked me if I had any
boy friends. I told him that I had several boy friends but nobody special. He
asked me if I had ever kissed a boy. I told him that I really didn't want to
talk about this stuff and that I wanted to go to sleep. He told me that he was
concerned about my well being and that he wanted to teach me about the "facts
of life." I started to become alarmed at that point. I told him that I knew
about the facts of life and that I didn't need his help. He asked me if I had
ever "made out" with a boy. Again, I told him it was none of his business. He
said that he didn't want me to get pregnant. He said that he would show me how
to keep from getting into trouble. He asked me if I had ever seen a man's
penis. I was really shocked, I didn't' know how to respond and told him to
leave my room. He said that he wanted to show me how to handle myself with men.
He told me I was a very sexy young girl and that all kinds of men would be
trying to get in my pants and I had to learn how to handle these situations. He
said that he wanted to look at my body. I started to get afraid then and didn't
know whether I should try to run away or scream. Then he grabbed my hand and
placed in on his crotch. I could feel his hard dick through his pants. I had
never felt male flesh before, even through pants. I had messed around with guys
at school but had never gotten to the point where I had touched anyone's dick.

I froze at that point. On the one hand, I was fascinated by what was happening
and on the other, I was terrified. I tried to pull away and Don held tight at
first but then let go. He asked me if I didn't like him. I told him that this
wasn't right and to go away. I could smell the alcohol on his breath. He said
that he was really attracted to me and that he could teach me a lot of stuff. I
asked him what about my Mom, what would she think? He said that that was
something totally different and didn't have anything to do with this. Then he
asked me if I wanted to see his tool close up. He unzipped his jeans and pulled
out his dick. The lights were still off in the room, but I could see pretty
good. I was sitting up in the bed and at that point, Don was standing next to
the bed with his hard dick sticking out of his pants. I had never seen one
before and couldn't take my eyes off it. It was ugly but pretty in its own way.
It seemed larger than life and I couldn't imagine something that big inside me.

He grabbed my hand again and put it on his exposed dick. It felt warm and hard.
I voluntarily gripped it in my hand. He told me to pump it back and forth. I
wasn't sure what he meant but I could feel the loose skin around it and worked
it up and down a few times. Then I pulled my hand back. Then Don pulled off his
jeans, his shorts and took off his shirt. He was standing there completely
naked. He sat back down on the bed and told me that he wanted to get a look at
me. I knew I was in big trouble but for some reason I was fascinated by the
whole thing. I told him that I didn't want to do anything, that I was scared
and didn't know what to do. I told him Mom would freak out and throw both of us
out of the house. He said that he would take care of my Mom and that he would
be real gentle with me.

He pulled the covers back and sat next to me on the bed. His dick was
impossibly large and I could hardly take my eyes off it. He told me to take off
my T-shirt. I couldn't move. He reached over and pulled my T-shirt up over my
head and off. I sat there frozen. I had (have) very small breasts, but my
nipples felt throbbing and strange. He lightly traced his fingers across my
check, down my neck and to my chest. He lightly traced the outline of my
breasts and rubbed my nipples. I felt strange sensations running throughout my
body. I remember this like it was yesterday and I often think about it. A few
months ago I had started exploring my own body and discovered the great
pleasure I could derive by massaging my vagina (I don't know what I should call
these "body parts." I feel like I am writing a cheap porno novel). Anyway, I
could feel those same stirrings now.

Then I freaked and jumped off the bed. I wanted to run out of the room but
didn't really know what to do or where to go. I thought about running to my
Mom, but I wasn't sure what would happen. I didn't want to start a lot of
trouble and knew there would be hell to pay if she found out what was going on.
I knew that somehow I would get in the middle of a lot of grief and I just
didn't want to deal with it. Don just sat on the bed, naked, looking at me. He
told me not to panic and to come back on the bed. Why, I will never really
know, but at that moment I crossed a point of no return in my head. I walked
back to the bed and sat down. From that point on I really didn't resist
anything. And the more I got involved, the more I actually enjoyed what was
happening.

He told me to remove my shorts. In a zombie like daze, I crawled out of my bed
time boxers and tossed them on the floor. I was then sitting completely naked
next to Don who was also completely naked. He laid me back and told me to
relax. I could feel his hands on my body. He rubbed my chest and moved his
hands down my hips and legs. He rubbed my feet and I felt relaxed and started
breathing hard. He was lightly touching me and caressing me all over. He
started to rub the inside of my thighs and worked his way up to my crotch. I
could feel myself tingling inside and I could feel myself getting wet. He
finally got to my crotch and I can't describe the sensation the first time he
rubbed my vagina. He just lightly traced his finger around the outside of my
lips and then lightly up and down my slit. He continued to rub me and pushed
his finger farther and farther into my vagina. I had my eyes tightly shut and
didn't know what to do. He continued doing this for several minutes, but I
basically lost track of time. I opened my eyes and saw that he was stroking
himself while he was fingering me. He looked bigger than before and I just keep
thinking about how something like that could possibly fit inside anyone, even a
fully matured older woman. I really didn't have much hair down there, and what
I did have was very light and fine. He continued to rub me, alternating between
the outside of my vagina and the inside of my slit, playing with the loose
flesh right inside my vagina.

Then he laid down next to me and I could feel his hard dick poking me in the
leg. It felt impossibly hard and big. I thought of a book I had read a while
ago, a book about vampires. Vampires that were very old and as they aged they
became very hard and cold, although in this case, I was feeling something very
hard and warm. He turned me on my side so I was facing him and he put his arms
around me. I am only about five foot four and he was at least five foot ten. We
were face to face and I could feel his dick poking me in the stomach. He kissed
me. He kissed me hard and forced his tongue into my mouth. It is funny but that
bothered me more than anything else he had done. His breath was foul and I
could taste stale smoke and beer. He pushed his tongue deep into my mouth and
sucked my tongue into his mouth. At one point I almost gagged. He put his
finger in my mouth while kissing me, rubbing across my teeth, the same finger
he had put inside my vagina. I could taste my own juices and it felt very
strange. He continued to kiss me for several minutes and while he was kissing
me he was working his dick up and down my belly; pushing in and out.

He was getting all worked up. I don't know exactly what I was feeling. Actually
I tried not to think too much. I was torn between terror and fascination. I
wanted this to end but I wanted to see what would happen next. He turned me
over to my back again. From this point on I am not sure of the exact sequence
of events. The first part of this story is burned into my memory, but as events
progressed beyond this point, things began to blur. I remember Don crawling on
top of me and sitting straddled across me. His big, stiff dick pointing up into
the air. I didn't know what he was going to do next, but the thought of him
trying to plant his penis inside me made me shudder; it would never fit. I felt
helpless underneath him, laying there under his weight. He moved back and put
his hands on my thighs, pulling my legs apart. He slid down between my legs and
tucked his arms under me, effectively lifting my ass off the bed. He put his
head down and started to lick and bite my inner thighs. The sensation was
incredible. He gave me long, wet licks up and down my thighs. Finally, he
licked up into my crotch, but off to one side and then the other, teasing me.
Then he put his tongue directly into my slit and started to lightly lick me, up
and down. His tongue went down as far as my ass and right up to the top of my
pubic bone. I can't describe the sensation. There were all kinds of thoughts
going through my head. I couldn't believe what he was doing . I couldn't
believe I was laying there, letting him do it.

This was the kind of thing I had heard about and joked about with my friends,
but I never thought I would experience it, at least not so soon. Don kept this
up for several minutes. I could tell that he was getting as much enjoyment out
of it as I was. He was really getting into it and his tongue kept going farther
and faster, farther and faster. I could feel tension building up inside me, but
since I had never had a real orgasm before, I didn't really know what to
expect. I didn't have an orgasm then, but I was in an incredible state of, I
guess "hornyness" for lack of a better term. Then he moved his body up on me
and kissed me. He put his tongue down my throat and again I could taste myself
on his lips. As he moved up he forced my legs farther apart. He started to move
into position to try to enter me. He reached down and rubbed my slit with his
finger, and grabbing his own dick, and placed the head at my entrance. He moved
his hips forward and put pressure on his dick entering my vagina. I was a
virgin. I had experimented with a variety of tubular "things" during
masturbation, but I had never had sex with a man.

Don slowly pushed his dick into my very small opening, gently but firmly. My
heart was in my mouth. I was holding my breath. I basically felt nothing. Then
there was pain. I yelped a little and he backed off. He told me to relax and
that he would take his time and break me in right. We repeated this several
times, but with the same result. He would enter me so very slightly and I would
begin to feel pain. I think I was more scared than anything else. This was my
first time and I was doing it with my Stepfather. This is not what I had in
mind, but I laid there quietly and obediently. We didn't make much progress
that first night. He eventually gave it up and then had me sit on his lap. He
was laying on his back with me on top of him facing his feet. My legs were
around his dick like a horseshoe around a stake. He held me on either side of
my ass and moved me up and down, rubbing his dick against my crotch and between
my legs. He did this for a while and then moved me off. He told me to get on my
knees on the floor right next to the bed. He sat on the bed in front of me. His
tool was right there in front of my face. I was anticipating what he was going
to have me do next, but what he did was take my hand and place it around his
shaft. With his hand over mind, he began to jack himself off. He pumped himself
up and down, faster and faster, while I watched with fascination. His orgasm
was extreme and powerful. He spurted long and hard. White cream all over the
place; my hair, face, chest, the floor, everywhere. Then he got up and left.

The next time he came in my room it was about 3:00am. He just crawled into bed
with me. He was naked. I woke up with him kissing me. He was feeling me up and
removing my clothes. We were on top of the bed together, naked. His dick was
large and powerful, poking into me. I put my hands around it and pumped him a
few times. Then he took my head and pushed it down to his crotch. He placed my
head over his dick and pulled me down. I opened up and put his dick into my
mouth. It felt very strange. It was salty and tasted like musk. He pushed my
head harder and his dick when to the back of my throat. I gagged but kept my
cool. Eventually, I got into the rhythm and moved up and down on him. I would
suck and pull his dick into the back of my throat. Then I would let him slid
out until I had the tip of his dick captured between my teeth. He started to
moan and thrust more deliberately. He has holding my head firmly in his hands
and his hips were moving in and out. Then he shot off, right down my throat. I
thought I was going to drown. I gagged and choked, but he held me firmly in his
grip, he rammed his dick harder down my throat and it hurt. He pumped stream
after stream into my mouth. It was spurting out of my mouth and down my chin,
neck and chest. I thought I had a fire hose in my mouth. Finally he let me go.
I was choking, covered with cum. Then he left.

The next time he came in I was awake. He slipped off his shorts and got in bed
with me. He laid on his back and straddled me on his chest. He put his hand
under my crotch and started to massage my vagina. He turned us over and buried
his head into my cunt, licking me and poking his tongue deep inside me. He did
this for about ten minutes and actually I was beginning to heat up. He put me
back on his chest again and positioned me over his dick. I reached down and
grabbed it, aiming it into my vagina. I was determined to fuck him that night.
He entered me slowly, just the head going in. I pushed down harder, feeling it
start to slide farther into me. I pushed harder and it started to hurt. I bit
my lip and pressed still farther, feeling it slide deeper into me. Then he
grabbed me hard on the hips and thrust himself hard into me. He ripped into me
solid. I saw stars in my eyes and felt a jolt of pain all through my body. I
was impaled on his dick and felt like if I moved I would be ripped apart.

Then he started to move. He slid me up and then down, slowly moving inside me.
I was sweating, feeling intense pressure inside me and feeling very strange. I
wanted to get off, but I wanted to feel him inside me. I started to move on
him, up and down, feeling him slide in and out. I was getting very hot and felt
very excited. I had my hands on his shoulders, slightly bent forward, working
my ass up and down. He was meeting my movements, thrusting his hips up and
down. He still had a firm grip on my hips with his hands, lifting me up and
pulling me down. I lost all sense of where I was or who I was. I didn't know
what time it was or how long we were in that position. All I could think of was
that I was fucking an adult man and I was liking it. He started to move faster
and harder and I could hear his breathing pick up. Then he started to pound
into me hard, grabbing and thrusting. I was in a frenzy, I couldn't get enough
of his dick into me. Finally I felt him cum inside me. It was hot and powerful,
spurting hard inside me. It splashed out of my small vagina, leaking down my
ass, legs, his chest and on the bed. Cum was everywhere. I didn't even think
about getting pregnant until long after.

I rolled off of him and laid on the bed exhausted. He was laying next to me,
breathing hard and stroking himself. I think I feel asleep for a while, but he
woke me up by putting his dick in my mouth. It was the strangest feeling. It
felt natural to suck and I wanted to pull his dick deep down my throat. I
sucked on him for several minutes and I could sense his orgasm building. I knew
he was about to cum so I backed of and let him hang there for a while. I kept
this up for several more minutes; building him to the edge and then letting him
hang. He started to grab my head and thrust his hips into me. Finally I felt
him reaching the top and pulled him into my throat, hard and deep. He started
spurting into my mouth and I sucked his stream, swallowing as fast as I could
but not able to keep up with the flow. Again, I had cum all over my face, neck,
chest and everywhere. He was spent and I was really tired. Then he left. We
continued this routine for months. He would fuck me and I would suck him.
Sometimes he would lick me and I would fuck him and then suck him. I drank a
gallon of his cum. I got to like the taste of it, the feel of it, I couldn't
get enough.

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