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Deflowering My Step-Daughter
Kelly
     
    Daddy’s hand slipped between her
thighs. He was inches away from touching the one place she ached to
have touched when her alarm clock interrupted the dream. She
groaned and slapped the alarm off. The damn thing always blared to
life at the worst possible moments.
    “ It’s already 4 a.m. Let’s
go princess.” Her mother screeched as she ran past the open door to
the bedroom. She didn’t mean it as a term of endearment.
    “ I don’t know why I have
to go with you to the airport. It’s not like you’re taking me with
you.” Kelly slid off the cotton sheets and into fluffy pink
slippers. The freezing air pinched her nipples into sharp points.
She didn’t move to hide them. They still fascinated her.
    Daddy called her a late bloomer
whenever Rebecca wasn’t around. Kelly turned eighteen two days ago.
She was finally a woman. Well, almost.
    Her virginity hung around like an
albatross. There was no way in hell she would go to college without
any sexual experience. The laughter that followed her all through
high school still stung. The other girls teased her mercilessly
when they found out she’d never even kissed a boy. But how could
she if she didn’t have a boyfriend?
    The banshee teetered back into the
room on six inch stilettos. Bright red lips showcased an expertly
painted face. A tight blond bun pulled at the base of her neck
raising the skin ever so slightly. The business suit meant she was
running off to another real estate convention. She stabbed an
earring in each ear. “Kelly, we’re leaving in ten
minutes.”
    “ I’m going.” She
grumbled.
    “ A warm shower and some
hot coco should wake her up.” Daddy’s sexy voice drifted in from
the hall. He wrapped both arms around her mother but those steely
grey eyes never left hers.
    Kelly swallowed. The expression on his
face sent my pulse into overdrive. She looked away. “Daddy, why do
I have to get up this early? Can’t you take her without
me?”
    “ Your mom’s going to be
gone a week. It’s only right that you come with us to the
airport.”
    “ Fine. I’ll be down in
ten.”
    Kelly skipped into the bathroom and
shut the door. Within minutes the shower spewed steam across the
mirror. She dropped the nightgown on the floor and pulled her
panties off. Naked, she swiped a hand across the mirror. She turned
sideways to check her chest. Still not as big as the other girls in
senior gym, but according to all the teen magazines, small and firm
still counted.
    At least her body was finally catching
up but she still had a huge problem. In three months, she’d leave
for college and she needed to figure out a way to lose her
virginity.
    She stepped into the shower. The water
stung like a thousand needles. She grabbed a fuzzy pink piggy
sponge and squired a drop of strawberry soap on it. The slick
wetness slid across her breasts and down past her belly button.
Soap bubbles popped as they landed on her thighs.
    The dreams intrigued her. Every night
for the last two week, she’d wake up just as daddy was about to
touch the part that ached between her legs. She knew it was wrong,
but sometimes she’s daydream about daddy’s thick wide hands. What
would they feel like on her skin? Rough? Soft?
    Her fingers drifted between her legs.
It got so wet down there when she thought about him. Her mother
married him two years ago so the fantasies couldn’t be too naughty.
He wasn’t her real dad anyway. She sighed as her thumb brushed the
sparse pelt over the slit. One magazine described how touching it
would make a woman cum. She was too afraid to try it.
    A knock at the door startled her.
“What?”
    “ I can’t talk to you
through the door.” Daddy’s laughter sent a shiver of down her spine
straight to that mysterious V.
    She turned the faucet off and wrapped
a thick white towel around herself before she opened the
door.
    His eyes darted from her face to her
legs then traveled slowly to the top of the towel. He