Subject:     My Stepdaughter Gwen
Story Codes: Mf father stepdaughter
Author:      Andy Malone <address withheld by request>
Posted By:   Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Kelly,

I have been a fan for a long time.  i love your stories and fantasies.  I 
had my own affair with my stepdaughter Gwen when she was about 15.  It 
never was completely consummated, we decided that intercourse was over 
the line. So let me tell you more about Gwen... 

I married her mom when she was 12.  She was a sweet little blond girl, a 
little chubby with baby fat, just starting to develop boobs.  She also 
had a beautiful smile.  Her mom had been divorced from her dad since she 
was 2, and her dad was emotionally distant, and basically he did not know 
how to deal with little girls. He was a real redneck cowboy and just 
didn't get it, that she was sweet and sensitive..  There was an older  
brother in the picture, but he was quite a bit older, engaged and soon to 
be married and generally thought she was a major pain in the ass most of 
the time.  So, she was pretty much starved for male attention.   After we 
married, my job took us to another state, halfway across the country.  
Once we had moved and settled in, her mother went into a depression that 
lasted for the next several years.  So it was left to me to deal with the 
adolescent girl and all her normal puberty issues, moving away from the 
only place she had ever lived, and all the baggage that goes with it.  My 
new job was very stressful.  Dealing with the heavily medicated zombie 
mother, and Gwen was almost more than I could handle.  Work and Gwen 
became my priorities.  Once we settled in, though, she flourished in the 
new school. We were living in an upscale suburb, she met lots of nice 
kids, and then there were the riding lessons.   Gwen and I started; 
growing closer.  I was the man in her life that had never been there, and 
she was the female who was happy to see me, affectionate and flirty.  It 
gave my ego a boost to have this pretty, now 13 year old hugging on me 
and being excited to see me.  I would get home from work, and take her to 
the stables, wait around watching her ride, and then we would go home, 
deal with dinner, homework, and whatever, basically interacting with her 
mother when she would bother to be awake and out of bed. Gwen would go 
with me to buy groceries, run errands, all the usual stuff a wife would 
be doing with her husband.  She would hang on me in stores, come up 
behind me, wrap her arms around me, and mold herself to my back and tell 
me she loved me.  I gradually started to respond.   It started one 
evening, I was working in my study, sitting in a recliner with the 
keyboard on my lap, and she came in and asked if I could talk to her for 
a while.  

"Sure, sweety, what do you need?"  I put the keyboard away and gave her 
my full attention.  I noticed that she was ready to go to bed, wearing 
one of my old white T-shirts that had been washed a hundred times and was 
very soft.  It came down to her mid thighs, and was fairly sheer.  She 
wasn't wearing anything under it, that I could tell. Her breasts had 
grown quite a bit, into an a or small b cup.  Her nipples were standing 
out. She sat down on the arm of the recliner, and sort of slid across 
into my lap, wiggling her slightly plump ass into my crotch, which was 
starting to respond and demand attention. (it had been quite a while 
since her mom had shut down on me, at least a year)  Gwen wrapped her arm 
around my neck and laid her head against my shoulder.  She reached out 
wiht her other hand and took my free hand and held it. She looked at me 
and smiled and said, "you know, I really do love you", then she gave me a 
soft kiss on the lips.  Nothing lingering or erotic, just a short sweet 
little girl kiss.  "I know thing are not good with you and mom,  I don't 
know how to help".  

I just smiled "Sweety, just knowing you love me helps more than you could 
imaging", and I kissed her on the forehead.  She smiled and wiggled her 
sexy round ass down into my lap again, then took my hand and laid it on 
her bare leg and slid it up under her T-shirt to her hip, pulling up the 
shirt quite a bit, showing me 2 things. She was a natural, real blond, 
and wasn't wearing any panties. Gwen looked me in the eyes and kissed me 
again. Definitely not a little girl kiss.  She probed my lips with her 
tongue, until I responded and started kissing her back. She wrapped her 
other arm around the other side of my neck and became much more 
passionate.  My hand was free to start caressing her bare ass, and 
squeezing it.  She moaned into my mouth.  I slid my hand up further and 
put my hand on her breast, rubbing it softly and toying with her hard 
large nipple.  She started to move her hips, thrusting slowly. The alarm 
bells started going off in my head and I knew I had to stop and get it 
under control quickly.  I broke off the kiss and pulled my face back from 
hers.  There was so much love in her eyes, that was starting to glaze 
over into lust and she bit on her lower lip.  It was all I could to tell 
her "We have to stop baby, before this goes any further". 

I pulled my hand back down out from under the shirt, lingering for a few 
moments on her ass, and then pulled her shirt down.  She looked back at 
me and tears started to form.  I understood.  "No, no, no, it is not 
because I don't want you, or I don't think you are pretty, You are 
beautiful, but you are like my daughter, and this can't happen.  She 
blinked and said "ok, I better get to bed, I have school tomorrow"  She 
didn't get up for a few minutes, we just continued looking at each other 
until I said, "you need to go"..  She got up and walked to the door and 
turned around to look at me. She pulled the T-shirt up over her head and 
smiled at me, turned and walked out the door toward her room, naked.   I 
spent the next few minutes getting my breathing under control.  I 
couldn't stand it anymore and yanked my pants down, closed my eyes and 
started pulling on my cock.   I closed my eyes, remembering her touch and 
taste and exploded in a huge burst of cum in about two minutes, all over 
stomach.  When I opened my eyes, she was standing in the doorway again, 
naked, giggling.  She threw me the shirt and said, "you made a mess", 
blew me a kiss and ran off to bed. I tried to keep my distance from Gwen 
for the next few days, knowing that we could not let that happen again, 
no matter how it felt.  Gwen was busy with school stuff and I focused on 
work and tried to convince myself that it never really happened.   Then 
Gwen started watching me, and making sure that I noticed her, touching 
her breasts, rubbing her crotch, flashing me... basically driving me 
crazy.  I kept as much physical distance between us as I could, trying to 
not get into a situation where I would be in close contact with her.  She 
kept teasing me, and wearing me down.  

She cornered me in the kitchen, pressed up against me, and wrapped her 
arms around my neck.  She looked up at me "What's wrong? Don't you think 
I am pretty?"  her eyes had tears in them.   "No baby, that is not the 
problem, I think you are beautiful, and the best thing in my life, but 
what I did was wrong"  I put my arms around her and hugged her, stroking 
her beautiful blond hair.  "I am your step-dad, you are as much my 
daughter as if I was really your father,  I love you so much, and I do 
not want to ever hurt you" She looked up at me again, "I love you too, 
and I want you to be happy, and I know you are not, that mama makes you 
sad" I smiled at her, "knowing that you love me makes me very happy, now 
scoot, you have homework to do"  I thought that it was settled. As she 
walked away, she turned back and raised up her T-shirt and bra, wiggled 
her boobs and giggle "But I know what you want" pulled her shirt down and 
ran out of the kitchen toward her room.  I broke into a cold sweat. Later 
that night, I was working in my study again, and she walked past on her 
way to the bathroom and said "I am going to take a shower and go to bed"  
"G'nite baby" I told her. and thought nothing about it.  A while later I 
got up to go to bed and when I did, her bathroom light was still on.  I 
went to turn off the light, and there she was, still in the bathroom, 
wearing a very short little nightgown I had gotten her mother.. it was 
sheer enough to read through and did not cover her butt.  She was leaning 
over the sink with her back to the door.  She saw me in the mirror. I 
stood in the doorway, completely paralyzed, transfixed by the site of 
this beautiful girl wearing next to nothing. She turned to face me and 
asked "What do you think?  Mama isn't going to wear it for you, and you 
deserve to see it.  It fits me pretty goot." 

I could not even respond.  I felt like my eyes were going to fall out of 
my head.  After a minute I shook my head and said "Baby girl, it looks 
better on you than it ever would have on your mother"   She smiled at me.  
not a little girl smile, but a very womanly, sexy smile and ran her hands 
down over her breasts to the bottom of the gown.  Her nipples stood out 
hard and stiff.  "come closer" she said. I walked into the bathroom and 
sank to my knees in front of her.  her nipples were right at eye level.  
I reached up with one hand and cautiously touched one of her breasts, 
palming it, softly squeezing it and at the same time took the other 
nipple in my mouth, through the flimsy gown and gently bit down.  she 
gasped, and pulled my head closer in to her chest.  I continued to tease 
her nipples, pinching and pulling one, and nibbling on the other with my 
lips, sucking on it, and giving it little gentle bites with my teeth, 
switching back and forth between them.  She began to grind and thrust her 
pussy against me.  I slid my hands down her sides and started kissing my 
way down her stomach, until i reached the bottom of the gown.  I looked 
up at her, and she looked down into my eyes, and pulled up the gown. I 
pushed her up to sit on the edge of the vanity, and started kissing her 
thighs, she pulled her feet up onto my shoulders and I started kissing 
and licking her sweet little pussy,  Slow soft licks, flickering on her 
clit, then back up and down the length of her labia.  Her breathing 
became quicker and more shallow and she pulled my head into her pussy 
with both hands.  I kept licking until her clit was standing out pretty 
stiff, and started to very gently suck on the clit.  It was difficult to 
keep my mouth and tongue where they needed to be, she was thrusting and 
wiggling and grinding against my face.  Finally she started saying 
"ohGod, ohGod, ohGof faster and faster until she started cumming so hard 
she nearly fell off the vanity. When she finally calmed down enough to 
tell me to stop, I kissed my way back up her tummy to her boobs and then 
to her mouth, where she tried to suck the kisses out of my mouth.  Once 
she settled, she wrapped her legs around me and continued to grind and 
kiss.   She reached down and started rubbing my cock through my pants and 
pulling at my belt.

I helped her unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants.   I tried to push them 
down, but they hung up on my cock.  She giggled and reached in my boxers 
to help.  When I felt her hand on my cock I nearly came right then.  A 
shock went through my body, and something as close to an orgasm as I 
could have without ejaculation caused me to arch my back and nearly 
fall...  "Don't do anything for a minute baby, I have never felt anything 
like this before, it is just so good."  Her face lit up and her eyes 
sparkled. "I know what you mean, that was the first time I have cum 
except using my fingers."  Her grip on my cock tightened a little and I 
gasped..  She pulled my cock toward her pussy and started to rub the head 
of it up and down her slit and both of us moaned softly. I leaned forward 
and pulled her legs up over my arms and put my hands on her ass cheeks 
and squeezed, and picked her up.  I kissed her passionately, plunging my 
tongue into her mouth the way I wanted my cock inside her.  She wriggled 
around trying to get me started inside her and I nearly gave in.  I 
quickly pulled my cock back away from her.  "No, we can't go that far, 
we've gone too far already"   She pulled on my cock again and said please 
softly into  my mouth, and started to stroke up and down on my cock.  
"just make me come with your hands, baby, make me feel good, just keep 
using your hands"   She reached down with one hand and began to rub my 
balls as she stroked my cock.  I started to thrust, fucking her sweet 
little hands and looking into her eyes.  It did not take long, a few more 
strokes and I started to arch my back "OhbabyOhbabyOhbaby" and I felt my 
hot load spurting out on her hands and onto her pussy and tummy.  I felt 
like I was cumming for ten minutes, and unloading a gallon of sperm, it 
was just that intense.  It was all I could do to keep standing.  I rested 
my forehead on her shoulder and started to kiss her neck. After a minute 
of resting, I raised up and looked at her face.  She had a nasty little 
smirk on her face.  She reached up and licked some of my cum off of her 
hand, and held her hand out to me, "Now you" I licked her hand and tasted 
myself for the first time.  It wasn't unpleasant. I looked down, and she 
had a mess all over herself, she looked down, "I guess I better take 
another shower, huh"?  We laughed together softly.  She wrapped her arms 
around my neck and said very softly in my ear, "this isn't the only time. 
I want you inside me" Then she pushed me back, handed me a towel "you 
have to go to work in the morning, and I have school..." she gave me a 
wicked grin and a quick kiss and pushed me toward the door. I struggled 
not to trip over my pants, and sort of shuffled backward out into the 
hall, as she closed the door in my face. What a little minx... For the 
next few days Gwen and I only had a couple of opportunities for mischief, 
mostly just a few minutes of cuddling, kissing and touching.  When her 
mother was up and around in the house, we behaved as we should have, 
normal dad/daughter type exchanges.  I did catch her one time, on a 
Saturday morning, downstairs in the basement, leaning over the washing 
machine, her hair still wet from the shower.  I put my hands on her hips 
and ran both hands up under her t-shirt to play with her boobs, not quite 
a handful, but with very responsive and large nipples.   As I pulled on 
her nipples, she started to grind her hips back into my cock.  I moved my 
hands down and pushed he shorts down over her sweet round ass.  I pushed 
my hand up between her legs and started stroking her pussy, looking for 
her clit.  As I rubbed her clit, she stiffed and gasped cumming very 
quickly. I pulled my hand back and licked my fingers, tasting her 
essence.  I stepped back and looked at her, laying forward on the washer 
with her shorts down around her knees, white baggy type socks, and her t-
shirt pushed up to her shoulders, wishing I could take a picture and 
frame it on the wall.  Pure eroticism.  "Get dressed girl if you want to 
go to the mall with me". She looked back over her shoulder and smiled her 
wicked little smile "Cool".  She pulled up her shorts and ran up the 
stairs. Ten minutes later we were in the car, headed for the mall.  She 
had changed clothes, wearing a short (I mean short short) jean skirt with 
a very tight "wife beater" shirt, cropped just below the bottom of her 
boobs (no bra!) and sandals.  Gwen wasn't very tall, about 5 ft nothing, 
not skinny or slender, she had a little bit of a round tummy between the 
top of her skirt and the bottom of the shirt.  On the other hand, I am 
6ft 4 and about 300lbs. I carried a little extra weight in my gut, but 
also had a lot of muscle. I was wearing your basic cargo shorts, t-shirt 
and old comfortable pair of sneakers. We pulled into the mall parking lot 
near Sears. I needed some guy stuff, new drill, tape measure, nothing too 
dangerous, but a good testosterone fix. I knew Gwen had wanted some new 
shoes, so I thought we would just walk the mall first and catch my stuff 
on the way out.  I was used to Gwen running around the house without much 
on and really had not anticipated the effect that she would have on all 
the males in the mall.  When we walked in, heads started turning, jaws 
dropped and drool started pooling on the floor. The name LOLITA seemed to 
be flashing in all the lights.  She looked at me and grinned.  She knew 
exactly what she was doing. We window shopped and talked about what we 
saw until we got to one of the trendy shoe stores. I decided to sit while 
she looked at shoes. A young man walked up to me and asked if he could 
help, I told him to get whatever the little blond girl wanted and his 
face lit up.  

Gwen stopped at the wall display of shoes, directly in front of me, and 
decided to look at a pair on the bottom row.  rather than bend her knees 
in a lady-like fashion, she bent straight at the him to pick up some kind 
of a black boot with straps and buckles and a price tag to match.  But 
that was not what got my attention at first.  Her skirt was short. very 
very very short.  When she bent over at the waist with her legs straight, 
the skirt pulled half way up her ass, and it became immediately obvious 
that she was not wearing anything under it.

She looked back at me from between her legs and grinned her nasty little 
grin. Thank God there was some kind of a display on either side of her, 
because she picked up the boot with one hand, she ran her other hand up 
the inside of her leg and dipped her middle finger in and out of her 
pussy a couple of times.  

She straightened up and walked back to where I sat, and ran her finger 
under my nose. "like the way it smells" she had a very small smile just 
for me.  She sat down and crossed her legs.  The young man asked her what 
size and she said she wasn't sure.  He pulled one of those stools around 
and got out the shoe size thing.  When he put it on the slant part of the 
stool, Gwen put her foot on it and opened up her legs.  He got an eye 
full of blond twat and started to stutter.  He finally regained his 
composure enough to measure her foot, got up and almost ran to the 
stockroom holding the boot in front of his crotch.  Gwen just giggled. 

I reached over and took her hand and said "That is enough of that missy.  
The poor boy is about to cum in his pants"!

She leaned toward me "That's the idea". He came back out of the stockroom 
with a large shoebox and sat down in front of her, concentrating on 
getting the box open and taking out the boots.  He reached over and 
grabbed a little footie thing for her to slip on he foot.  She slid her 
foot up for him to put the footie on and his hands were shaking so badly 
that he could barely figure out how to put it on.  He held it open and 
Gwen wiggled her foot into it.  Once it was on, she slipped her foot 
between his hands and ran her toes up the inside of his leg, resting her 
foot on his bulge and rubbing it up and down.  His face froze and he 
acted like he was paralyzed.   I leaned over and whispered "stop that, 
leave the boy alone, or no boots!"  She looked at me out of the corner of 
her eyes and stuck her tongue out at me through the corner of her mouth.  
She put her foot back down.  after a few minutes he had regained his 
composure and helped her slip the boot on.  Gwen pronounced it a good fit 
and asked if she could have them,  I just shook my head and gave the 
young man my credit card.  "She can sign for it".   I waited until he 
carried the box back up to the register and made some adjustments in my 
shorts  !!!!***.  I walked out of the store to wait for my little lolita.

THE END