Insatiable Stepdaughter(6)

“I have to break up with him,” I say, suddenly realizing. I feel Bill’s muscles stiffen up.

“No, don’t break up with him,” Bill says to me seriously.

I look at him with surprise. “Why?” I ask. “I want to be with you.”

“You’re young,” he says. “You don’t know what you want.”

“But he doesn’t even know all the things you know… about sex,” I say, embarrassed again.

Bill smiles. “You can teach him,” he says gently. “I can’t hold you back just because I want you. You have to go to him.”

I climb off of Bill and sit up on the bed. “Are you breaking up with me?” I ask sadly.

“No,” Bill says quickly. “I just think you should give Blake a chance, that’s all. Just give it time.”

“Erica?” I hear Blake call again, this time from the downstairs hall. We have a game room and an exercise room down there.

“You should probably be dressed by the time he gets up here,” Bill says, propping himself up on one elbow. “And not naked in bed with your stepdad,” he adds.

I laugh quietly and kiss Bill quickly on the lips. “I’ll see you later,” I say. Then I leap off the bed, naked, and bounce across the room to the bedroom door. I peek out into the hall. It’s empty. I make a mad dash across the hall to my bedroom. I quickly put my pajamas back on. Then I stumble back out into the hall and look down the staircase.

“Blake?” I call. He appears from the living room. Tall, dark, and handsome. He’s a college student, and an athlete.

“Hey,” he smiles up at me. “I was just going to leave, but I didn’t want to leave the house unlocked and empty, so... hi.”

I smile down at him. “I was sleeping in, I guess,” I say. It’s about 10 a.m. He’ll believe me.

He nods.

“Let me just shower quick,” I say. “I’ll be down in a bit.”

“Okay, cool,” he says as he heads back to the living room.

I quickly take a shower, I’m paranoid Blake will smell Bill on me. Plus I’m kind of dirty with sweat and cum. After I shower, I put on a T-shirt and jeans and go downstairs barefoot to see Blake. He stands up and comes over to hug and kiss me. I’m on my tippy toes as I kiss him. He feels nice. Warm. I’m confused.

We sit down to watch a reality show. A little while later Bill comes downstairs, fresh from a shower and fully clothed.

“Hey, kids,” he says as he sees us. Acting how he usually acts. “I’m headed to the campus to grade some papers. I’ll see you later.”

“Okay,” I say.

“See you later,” Blake calls after Bill as he steps quickly out the front door. Then Blake turns to me.

“House to ourselves,” he says as he winks at me. I laugh.

“Let me get some breakfast first,” I say. I get up and head for the kitchen. Blake follows me.

I make myself some oatmeal while he watches.

“You look nervous,” Blake says.

“Nah,” I say as I put a bite of oatmeal in my mouth. I’m actually a little bit freaked out to be sleeping with Blake after I slept with Bill. It kind of makes me sick to my stomach.

“Okay,” Blake says as he walks across the kitchen to me. I’m standing at the counter eating my oatmeal. Blake looks hot as always, jeans and a fitted gray T-shirt. Makes me melt to look at him. I thought I had decided I wanted Bill. Now I’m not so sure. Maybe I am too young to decide. If I teach Blake all about sex will that make him what I want?

Blake gets to me and puts his arms around me from the side, holding me close as I eat.

“I love you, you know,” Blake says into my hair.

“I know,” I say back. “I love you too.”





Later Blake takes my hand and leads me upstairs to my bedroom. I am determined to teach him something new. He kisses me when we step inside my room, and I kiss him back. Then I stare him in the eyes as I pull my T-shirt off over my head. Blake stares down hungrily at my breasts. They are propped up nicely in a pink lace bra. I run my hand down the side of his face.

He quickly pulls his T-shirt off and pulls me to him. He kisses me and unhooks my bra in the back. Then pulls it off of me. We both moan as he starts to play with my bare tits.

“Oh, Blake…” I say with passion. “I want to try something.”

He pulls away and looks at me with a raised eyebrow. “You want to ‘try’ something?” he asks with a laugh. “Kinky.”

I smile. I pull him over to my wide dresser with a big mirror on top. I face the mirror and I look at him in it. He’s standing behind me. I undo my jeans and slowly slide them down as I stare at him. He pushes my panties and jeans down to the floor and I step out of them. Then he quickly kicks his shoes and socks off and steps out of his own jeans and boxer shorts.