Date: Sun, 7 Aug 2016 21:20:55 +0000 (UTC)
From: Las Vegas <lvnv2008@yahoo.com>
Subject: Daddy and Stepdaddy

Daddy and Stepdaddy, A short Story

Bisexual Incest - Adult/Youth
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I was three years old when my parents divorced, and 9 when my mom
remarried. During that time, I stayed close to my dad, and because of that
my mom and dad remained in contact and on good terms. By the time I was 12
my dad was becoming a fixture around my mom's and stepdad's house because
of my dad's desire to stay close to me.  Eventually he bought a house just
minutes from where we lived and then over time my dad began to be invited
to functions at our house, and even took care of our dogs when we went on
vacation. Everyone thought the closeness of our relationship was good for
me. And for him as my dad never remarried; including him was also good for
him, especially around the holidays.

I did not think it odd that my dad and stepdad became friends. They had a
lot in common; sports, history and mainly me.  When my dad started touching
me I was not sure it was happening. For example: He put his arm around my
waist, pulled me to him, hugged me and kissed my tit; was that intentional
or unintentional on where he happened to kiss me. But one day he stood
behind me and he kissed the back of my head, my shoulder, and my neck. I
could feel his erection against the small of my back, and when he reached
around and massaged my tits, I knew; this time I was sure he was touching
me where he shouldn't and it was intentional.

Then one day I had finished showering when he knocked on the door and told
me to open the door.  I hesitated for just a second before unlocking the
door. When he walked in I had taken a towel and wrapped it around me.  I
was holding it closed with my hand just at my breasts level covering my
nipples, but he opened the towel up at my waist level, wrapped his around
me and pulled me to him. I would feel his hands all over my back and he
gently caressed me as he asked if I liked it.  I said yes and he looked me
in the eyes and said he was coming to my room to say goodnight, and asked
if that was OK. Again, I hesitated and then said yes.

I was nervous as I laid in bed waiting for him. He came in but did not turn
on the light. It did not matter as my eyes had adjusted to the darkness.
Plus, he did leave the door a little open so that the light from the
hallway lid up the room somewhat. He sat on the edge of my bed and rubbed
my leg.  First over the sheet, and then he moved his hand under the sheet
to rub my leg.  He had not said a word. He rubbed me higher along the
inside of my thigh, and moved even further up. I felt his fingertips on my
pussy. More exactly, I felt the back of his fingertips on my pussy.  He put
just a hint of pressure on the inside up my thighs way up high, almost to
crotch level, and I spread my legs for him.

He moved the sheet, raised the tee shirts I was wearing and started kissing
my breast. I moaned and it encouraged him. He then moved to sucking my
nipples. I felt his hand inside my panties and his finger enter my
pussy. He fingered me while putting pressure on my clit, and I got so
wet. He asked me if I was a virgin, and I said yes, he then asked if I
wanted to be a woman.  I hesitated again, and he said I could say no if I
wanted to. I said yes.

He kissed my stomach, then he moved his mouth downward until I had to
spread my legs even more to accommodate his head. I felt his breath on my
pussy and my panties being pulled down. I had to raise my hips to let him
take my panties off. He pulled them completely off. Girls at school talked
about boys going down on girls and it was happening to me. I felt my hips
move and heard myself gasp out loud, and then I was hit by an electrical
shock. I had an orgasm; my first ever.

He moved in between my legs and pulled off his boxers. I felt his cock head
which seemed as big as a fist. He rubbed it up and down spreading my pussy
juices and began to press into me. His head slipped in and I inhaled a big
breath as if I was drowning and needed air, and then his shaft followed. He
fucked me slowly and finished almost immediately. When he was done he asked
if I was alright and I said yes. He took me into the bathroom, cleaned my
pussy and thighs, and then put me in his bed; nude.  He was in my room and
then down the hall and finally joined me in bed.  He told me he was washing
the sheets of the evidence that I was now a woman.

Sometime in the middle of the night he fucked me again, and then again in
the morning. The next day he fucked me midmorning, twice in the afternoon,
and then we did all different kinds of positions that night. He told me I
was an incredible fuck. Then he told me this was to be our biggest
secret. I would sleep in his bed when I stayed with him, and I would learn
all kinds of things.

He sat me down about two months later and said he had something to tell me.
He said he knew I liked fucking and that he thought I would enjoy a little
variety; something different to help me learn even more. The doorbell rang,
and he said I'll be right back. When he came back my stepdad was with
him. I didn't get it at first, and so he had to explain it was time to
expand my horizon and be with my daddy and stepdaddy. He said that even
though I was a great fuck, there were many things my stepdaddy was going to
be able to teach me.  I asked like what kinds of things?  My daddy replied;
like ass fucking for one.  I looked from my daddy back to my stepdad, and
my stepdaddy was nude from the waist down.