If you haven't already, I recommend you read the first Lena story on my profile. Thank you for reading.
Lena's eyes were wide with excitement, sitting on the edge of the loveseat. Her stepfather, Ames, stood to his feet to cheer on his favorite team. He scanned the 72-inch television screen, keeping his sights on the players and the orange ball. It went into the hoop, and he glanced back at his brother, "One hundred dollars." He held his hand out.
"What the fuck!" Sam stood, glaring at the final score. His brows creased, and he sat back on the couch and shook his head. "No way! How the hell did that just happen?"
"Yes! I told you never to underestimate Golden State. Give up the money!" He shouted in excitement. "I want my money in cash, not that cash app shit either."
"I'll give you a dollar. I would barely call that last shot a big win," Sam sneered.
"We had you all beat in the first half! You caught up in the third and..." Ames shrugged. "Still did not win," he gave a false pout in taunt of his younger brother.
Sam pulled out his wallet to fetch the money owed. He was just thankful his brother had not asked for the thousands of dollars he owned.
"Lena, Are you seeing this?" Ames smiled at his oldest daughter as Sam placed each 20-dollar bill in his hand.
"Yeah, I can't believe he's paying for something. Broke-ass," Lena rolled her eyes.
Sam grimaced and looked in her direction. What was supposed to be a playful interaction, he took it to heart. Sam enjoyed spending time with his brother, but he did not like his niece. He couldn't wait to find an apartment of his own and get away from the brat.
Sam had graduated college two years ago and was soon after in the process of getting a promotion at work. He was on the verge of becoming successful until covid kicked his ass and his wallet. Sam moved to the city to find more opportunities; crashing on his brother's couch was his current situation. Even with his homeless condition, he still felt he had the upper hand over Lena. She was younger than him and needed to show respect.
"Lakers need to be careful this year. We could make it to the championship," Ames commented.
"Hell no! They ain't winning shit. They got lucky tonight," Lena smiled and took a sip of her beer.
"You just want us to lose. You're a hater," he smiled back, popping her forehead playfully.
Sam looked at his brother, a little disappointed that he had not scolded his daughter for her use of profanity. Ames was a weak father figure, he thought. If it were his daughter who had mouthed off to him that way, he would handle it more physically. A stern talking to and a few spankings, and she would learn quickly to keep her mouth closed.
"I doubt y'all will go that far, all those failed free throws," Sam chuckled, shaking off his irritation.
"What! We only missed 3!" Ames shouted, holding up three fingers.
Sam laughed as Ames went into a deep-dive debate on each player's stats.
Lena listened intently to Ames's opinions, adding a few comments to the conversation. Her Daddy was so funny and always discussed different topics so passionately. She couldn't help but bite her lip and take his animated stance. His head almost touched the ceiling fan. He was tall and had an impressive athletic build at 40 years old. Lena could see his thick cock swaying in the jogging pants, enticing her pussy to drip instantly. He was only talking extra loud cause he was drunk.
Ames was always inspired to drink more when his brother was home. She disliked how her uncle pressured him to act sometimes. One time Sam had asked her Daddy to spank her because she refused to give him the proper title. Sam was only 25, five years older than herself, plus it was a ridiculous name.
Lena peered over at Uncle Sam; his brown hair was shaggy and matched his ragged beard. He was a monster of a man, broad and just as tall as her father, but instead of being humble like her Daddy, he was an arrogant ass. She knew Sam wasn't job hunting like he always told her father. He only sat in the house with his shirt off, playing video games. The sight, she thought, looked a mess; thick brown hair on his breastplate hid a few tattoos. Ink also covered his extended arms and biceps.
Sam took a swig of beer and belched loudly. Lena turned her nose to her creepy uncle; she assumed everyone had one.
Lena focused her attention back on Daddy. She caught his eye and gave him a sly smile. He paused, speaking to bite his lip, and motioned his head for Lena to go upstairs.
Uncle Sam's mind was on his phone, and he didn't see the improper interaction. If he did, Lena thought, who cares? This was her house, and once Jr left, she would be her Daddy's only priority.
Lena lunged up and began running upstairs. She couldn't wait to get some of Ames's long cock. He had been working all week at the lumber yard. He would finish his Saturday night with his tongue deep in her pussy.
Sam looked up and rolled his eyes at Lena's loud footsteps. She acted like an immature child instead of a 20-year-old woman. He figured it was her father's fault. Had he been spanking her ass, this wouldn't be the issue.
"Pops would have beat our ass if we ran in the house like that," Sam commented.
Ames laughed and went to the kitchen for another beer.
"You let that little girl do anything and talk to me like I'm her friend," Sam added.
"She was just playing around, and she's an adult."
"She's your daughter. You let her talk to you in any type of way. She needs to learn some respect," he barked.
"Calm down, Sam. it's not that big of a deal."
Sam shrugged it off as Ames walked upstairs where he could retreat and relax.
When he opened the door, Lena's pussy was spread out like a four-course meal. Thick caramel thighs opened wide and showcased a tan pussy with a small rosy clit.
He shut the door fast and grinned.
"What can I do?" He asked and dropped to his knees at the edge of the bed.
Lena smirked, "Just lick my belly."
He moved his torso up to make wet circles around her soft stomach. Lena's pussy was already dripping hot honey. She enjoyed having control over him, and it made her feel powerful. She gazed down in lust as his tongue swiveled up and down her stomach.
"Mmm...Yeah, lick my nipples, Daddy," Lena's eyes were hooded, her voice husky.
Ames left a wet trail up her ribs toward the soft brown nipple; he sucked gently until it became hard as a pebble. His thick fingers inched down her soft thigh toward her smooth mound.
"No!" She gave a sharp cry. "Suck the other," Lena giggled.
Daddy adored her pussy, and she loved teasing him with it. His face stayed focused on hers, and she smiled. He lapped over her other boob and popped the nipple into his mouth, moaning slightly.
"Are you hungry, Daddy?"
When she said this, he stood to his feet quickly, his expression one of longing. He removed his shirt, revealing a rigid body, a glint of brown hair covering his chest. His long arms hung at his side, dappled with thick hair strands. It all looked incredible to Lena, and she spread her thighs wide, letting her feet dangle in the air, and placed her finger on her tiny clit.
"Lick right here, Daddy," she giggled.
Ames took smooth laps at her clitoris, and Lena melted. She needed this after a long week of gazing at him around the house.
Daddy's tongue was her favorite, but they could only play around on the weekends when Jr, Ames's real son and Lena's half brother, was away. Lena did not want anyone to find out about their taboo relationship. But if Ames had his way, he would be sucking Lena's pussy dry every night. He was genuinely obsessed with his stepdaughter's sweet taste. Earlier, he had sniffed her crotch in the kitchen as she made dinner. She had to scold him to keep his composure. The humiliating words she used caused his cock to jump,
"You are sick, Daddy; all you want to do is eat my fucking pussy; I should tell your son what a fucking perv you are," Lena had chastised.
Amez moaned; being governed was what he loved. He protested as he washed his tongue over her panties under her pink sundress.
"If you misbehave, I won't let you eat it anymore," Lena had giggled.
The threat of not tasting her sent his heart to break, "I'm sorry, princess."
Their relationship prevailed; it was a secret, but Lena loved her Daddy and would serve him up some pussy if she felt he deserved it, and he always did.
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Sam got a text message and looked down at his phone: U up?
