Allen laid in his bed alone, reading, with his bedside lamp on. Monica, his wife was out of town for the weekend so it was just him and his 18 year old stepdaughter Carissa. He assumed she was sleeping in the next room.
He had always thought Carissa was developing into a very sexy young lady. He often found himself staring at her, imagining what she was hiding under that shirt skirt, admiring her plump breasts, but being ever appropriate. Of course he fantasized, even often jerked off while he was thinking about her. He felt a little aroused thinking of her being alone in the house together.....he set his book down and squirmed out of his boxer briefs, releasing his semi yard cock.
He grew as he stroked his cock thinking about the skimpy nighty she often wore to bed. He wondered if she wore panties underneath. She imagined himself running his hand up her thigh to find out...
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Carissa was restless in her bed. Her mother often worked out of town and something about being alone in the house with Allen at night got her juices flowing. She had always been attracted to older men but Allen was extremely attractive and had aged well. He was fit, tall, muscular, and had salt and pepper in his short hair and beard. His eyes were dark and intense. And he had a deep, gravely voice. When he would walk around with no shirt and grey sweatpants, caress's found herself having to avert her gaze. She imagines running her fingers over his washboard abs and pulling his big cock out and wrapping her lips around it.
She was so horny and wet thinking about it and she decided to experiment a little. She tiptoed out of her room and down the hall to her parents room where the door was open.
She heard Allen breathing heavily and moaning and when she looked he was slowly stroking his hard cock. She was so turned on she could feel droplets of moisture trickle down her thigh. She couldn't help but touch herself. She realized now was her chance. It was night, they were alone, and obviously both feeling worked up.
Carissa boldly walked into his room.
"Daddy...?"
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Startled, Allen hurried to get under the covers. He could not reduce his hard on when he saw Carissa standing there in her nighty. She bit her lower lips and traced one finger down her strap and over her pert breast.
"What are you doing in here baby?" She asked, hoping she didn't see what he was doing.
"Well, I couldn't sleep....I'm feeling lonely daddy, can I sleep with you tonight?" She asked as she approached the bed.
Allen's heart raced, "well, I, uh, I mean, that's probably not..." he stammered. Carissa smiled at him and climbed into bed anyway. "I don't know if this is appropriate baby..." she got under the covers and snuggled up against him. His cock strained against his underwear as he felt her skin against his. Her hand moved about his smooth, hard chest. "You really shouldn't be in here, Princess."
"But why daddy? I just don't want to be alone tonight."
Allen sighed, "well I guess that's alright." He said as his fingers caressed her arms and next and he held her.
