After that initial fuck I kept out of the way for the rest of the afternoon. I didn't want to risk any awkward looks between the two of us. Needless to say, though, it was the only thing I was thinking about. I started a warm shower and the water was relaxing as it soaked my tingling skin. As I closed my eyes I could still see his body, fucking in and out of my wet pussy, bringing me to orgasm and unloading his hot cum inside me. I rubbed the scented lather of my shower gel over my breasts and teased my nipples into hard, tight points again. Next I washed my still swollen pussy; flooded with the thick mixture of his cream and my own juices. My body shuddered when I rubbed the slick gel between my thighs, satisfied with the reminder of the day's activities.
I stood there letting the warm spray rinse the soap from my body, my head back and my eyes closed, and thought about the possibilities of pursuing a relationship with my step-father. John and my mother had only been married a little over two years and we all fell in love with him as soon as we met. He was forty-three years old and a successful businessman with three seperate real estate offices. A former college athlete, he still worked out regularly in his home gym and swam laps in the large outdoor pool. A lot of my girlfriends liked to come over to lay-out by the pool on weekends, just to try to see him in his trunks. I, of course, feigned interest, not wanting them to see my attraction.
But it was there. I couldn't help but be attracted to him. His body was as good if not better than most of the guys that I was dating, and he had that aura of maturity that all girls admire in a man. A couple of times I thought I had caught him watching me in my bikini, and I sometimes wondered if he fantasized about me as I did about him. He had fucked me many times in my mind; my flexible dildo substituting for his cock. Once when I came home late, I noticed a soft light on in his and mom's room. I had just cracked open my door when I heard the distinct sounds of passionate moans and whispers. Frozen in my steps I stood and listened as John and my mother fucked each other. I tried imagining the positions they were in; what his cock looked like as it thrust inside her body. Their lovemaking grew louder and my nipples grew stiff. In my slightly drunken stupor I slid a hand inside the waist of my pants and touched a finger to my slit, rubbing myself as I listened to John and my mother orgasm. Slipping inside my room and closing the door, I hurriedly undressed and removed my favorite toy from its hiding place.
The bedsheets were cool on my skin as I rolled the lavender colored dildo over my breasts and stomach. Then taking it in my mouth I sucked it as if it were a real cock, licking all over the hard plastic head to make it warm and wet enough for my pussy. Spreading my legs open I placed the tip at the entrance to my hole and moved it up and down between my slick labia. Slowly I pushed it inside, allowing my slushy, thick pussy to wrap around it. I bit my lower lip to keep from loudly moaning as the hard toy slipped deeper inside my body, my hand shaking from the wonderful feelings it gave me. Once it was completely buried I took a deep breath and turned the dial on the base. The gentle vibrations immediately brought a rush of juices to coat all eight inches of cock inside me. For several seconds I just held it there, the intensity making my whole body quiver.
Relaxing a bit I started to slowly fuck myself. I would withdraw the dildo until just the tip was vibrating against my clutching lips then push it back inside. My rhythm quickened and the strokes I used grew shorter. Reaching down with my free hand I turned the dial once again and set the vibrations to "high". Now I pulled my knees up around my invisible lover, furiously fucking my soaking pussy. The first jolt of my orgasm hit and I had to turn my head into my pillows to stifle my screams. My back arched upward and my ass lifted to push the firm cock as deep as it would reach as my pussy sucked on it, a stream of creamy juices gushing onto my fingers. With every wave of my orgasm I fucked myself upward against my hand that held the vibrator inside me until it was over and I could finally breath at a normal rate, drops of sweat running off my breasts and my legs falling back to the bed. With my eyes half closed I could almost make out John's handsome face above me, and I pulled the sheets around us as I drifted off the sleep.
"Everything all right in there?" I was abruptly brought out of my daydream by my mother's voice at the bathroom door. I shut the water off and wrapped a thick turkish towel around my body. In my room I slid on a black thong panty, black underwire bra, and then my favorite jeans and tank-top.
"I'm going over to Tara's for a while...okay?" I barely waited for an answer as I skipped out the door to my car. I didn't know what plans the rest of the family had made, but I knew I didn't want to be a part of them. At least not yet.
That night I stayed out later than normal. I went out with Tara, one of my best friends from highschool, and we ended up at a local club dancing until it closed at 2:00 AM. Tara and I always had fun whenever we went out; it was something of a contest between the two of us to see how many erections we could cause in the pants of all the guys around us. I think we ended up with something like thirty, but those were just the ones we could see. We harldly ever had to pay for a single drink and there was never a shortage of cocks wanting to dance up against us. Of course it wouldn't have mattered much, Tara and I could dance with each other and be completely at ease. Watching the guys as we ran our hands up and down each other's bodies was fun, but it made us horny.
During a slow song she pulled me away from the bar and wrapped her arms around my shoulders. I was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol and I rested my head against hers. We swayed back and forth to the rhythm of the music; Tara's hands dropped down around my waist and mine ran through her long, honey blond hair. My eyes were closed and the scent of her light perfume made my mind spin. She pulled her head back from mine and we looked into each other's eyes for only a couple of seconds before joining lips in a long, passionate kiss. Her tongue pressed between my lips and licked gently at my own. I responded; not so much because of any physical attraction, but because of the arousal she was creating inside me. My hands held her face tight as she pulled her body into mine. By the time we broke the kiss, my pussy was dripping with excitement. There were some shouts of approval and applause from the nearby tables, along with some looks of disgust from some of the other girls. I looked at Tara just as the song ended and could see her nipples standing erect inside her spaghetti-strapped top.
Pulling her by the hand I drug her over to our table where we were immediately joined by a pair of well-groomed men.
After a half hour of bull-shitting us and a round of drinks, we were ready for anything. As the lights came up in the club to signal closing time, we walked out into the damp night air with our new playmates. Tara immediately suggested going to her house since she had the place to herself.
