Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
So I fought an internal battle against my attraction, and became grumpy and withdrawn as a result. I tried my best to act normal but it was tough going, and I know I came off like a bear most days. Even worse, Brenda thought it was her fault. Of course, my wife and I were no longer having sex because of her medical condition, but she thought that I hated her because of her new body, when it actually had nothing to do with the weight she’d gained. The problem was I was attracted to her daughter, and nothing could shake the magnetic pull that Haley had on me.
I battled with myself. I gave myself many stern dressings-down, and took cold showers while praying to be absolved of my sins. But shit hit the fan one night when I passed by the bathroom on the second floor. I’d come home late from work, and was grumpy and tired, not to mention exhausted from a work trip earlier that week. But as I made my way up the stairs, I heard a soft, lilting melody waft down the hall, and my steps slowed. Could it be... ? What the fuck? The girls’ bedrooms were on the third floor, but there’s a large marble tub in the second floor bathroom, and it was a quiet Friday night. Was Haley using the peace and quiet to enjoy a hot bath?
I should have turned the other way and skedaddled. I should have sped up and walked right by the bathroom with my eyes fixed on the floor. But my self-discipline was worn thin after a rough week, and my steps slowly came to a halt in front of the bathroom. One hand reached up, and when I pushed the door, sure enough, it inched open just a tiny bit, letting out a waft of humid steam. Then, I peeked inside and the sight made me harden immediately.
Haley was in the tub, her golden hair piled high on her head and her skin flushed a moist pink from the heat. She had a distracted smile on those plush lips as she smiled to herself, singing a melodic ditty while reaching up to pop a bobble floating in the air. That’s when I saw. Her arm came up out of the water, and her torso rose from the white bubbles to reveal huge, glistening breasts. They had to be at least Double D’s, and were golden and lush with hard pink crests just begging to be sucked.
“Oh diddy, diddy,” Haley hummed to herself before popping the bubble. “See how Liddy takes the diddy.”
Her words were nonsensical and the tune unrecognizable. But I didn’t give a fuck because another bubble wafted by in the humid bathroom, and this time, Haley reached even higher to pop the iridescent globe. Her breasts revealed themselves fully this time, huge and luscious, glistening with water as my cock jerked again, desperate to be inside the young woman. I wanted to pull her out of the tub and bury myself in that tight snatch before worshipping at her breasts. I wanted to watch as she knelt before me, luscious and gleaming, before pulling down her chin and inserting my dick between those pink lips. Even worse, I wanted Haley on all fours on my bed, wailing with pleasure as I took her from behind, filling her with loads of virile spunk.
But I couldn’t because I’m the man of the house, and my stepdaughter was underage. Haley was only sixteen then, and my thoughts were fucked up and depraved. Don’t get me wrong because they were normal for an alpha male, but there was no way I could act on them without breaking laws and going to jail. So like a cowardly beta, I scurried off and got into the shower before jacking off with a roar, visions of Haley in my head. I saw her on my bed, cupping her breasts with her legs parted and a coy smile on those pretty lips. I saw her bent over my desk, that heart-shaped rear end raised in the air as she reached behind to pull her cheeks apart, revealing her glistening pink slit. I saw her in every position imaginable, and came like a hurricane, roaring and moaning her name.
Shit should have stopped there. I should have removed myself from the house that night to escape temptation. But did I do it? Hell no. After a few weeks, I came to the realization that Haley always treats herself to a steamy bubble bath on Friday nights, and I did the most fucked-up thing ever. My stepdaughter uses a variety of bath oils, and I stole a bottle of that shit on the sly. The fragrant liquid was rose-scented, and I poured a bit of it out before bringing it with me into the shower and ejaculating hard into the purple canister. Yes, again, I’m a fucked up dude. It was frankly gross, not to mention unsanitary, but the thought of the young woman coating herself in my spunk later that Friday made me so fucking horny that I did it. I filled her bottle with a load of my jism, and then watched through a crack in the door a few days later as Haley rubbed the fluid into her skin, moaning softly to myself as she did.