My Stepdad Mistook Me for Mom

Chapter 1

My name is Rebecca. I was a virgin, and yet here I was, being groped by my stepfather.

It felt like an electric current raced through my body, tingling, numbing, so incredibly pleasant that I bit back the scream rising in my throat.

When his grip tightened, a muffled moan escaped my lips.

I could feel something between the cleft of my backside growing larger and harder. My legs went weak. A strange, maddening itch made my whole body tense.

I couldn't hold it any longer. "Dad... it's me, Rebecca."

He froze in shock. His face flushed crimson with embarrassment as he stammered out apologies, insisting he'd mistaken me for my mom.

But he didn't leave. His eyes roamed over my naked body with undisguised hunger.

I knew I had curves in all the right places. Standing there, wet and glistening, I must have looked unbearably tempting.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally retreated with visible reluctance.

He left, but I couldn't calm down. My mind was flooded with that tingling sensation from his touch. I couldn't help myself. I reached down and touched myself, trying to recreate the feeling...

But no matter how hard I tried, it wasn't the same. No wonder so many of my classmates had boyfriends. Being touched by a man felt so good...

After a whirlwind of thoughts, I finished my shower and went to my room.

Lying in bed, I felt that strange, wonderful feeling of being held by my stepfather still lingering in my mind. The more I thought about it, the more restless my body became...

"Ah, honey, harder!"

Suddenly, a strange moan came from next door—my mom's room. The sound set my entire body on fire, making me even more restless.

I couldn't take it anymore. I got up to grab a cold soda from the fridge. But as I passed my mom's room, I noticed the door was slightly ajar. I couldn't resist peeking inside, and what I saw made my face burn.

In the room, my stepfather was naked on top of her, moving at a steady rhythm...

He had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and six-pack abs. And lower, the sheer size of him made it impossible for me to look away.

God! How could it be that big?

"Honey, you're so big... It feels so good..."

My mom's breathy moans made my heart pound.

In the past, I'd have thought he was hurting her. But now I knew she was feeling nothing but pleasure.

A wicked thought crossed my mind: What if I were the one beneath him ?

At that thought, a fire seemed to ignite deep in my belly. I was completely fixated on the sight of my stepfather's massive p***s, so focused that I didn't notice the sly smirk he cast toward the door.

He started moving more roughly, calling her slut as he took her.

The whole scene made my legs buckle, my underwear soaking wet...

I hurried back to my room, lay down, and pulled off my pants. Replaying the images in my mind, I reached down and began touching myself again.

I quickly discovered that this primal act could ease that maddening itch. It brought waves of pleasure, so good yet so torturous, addictively sweet...

Just as I arched my back, my eyes glazed over with ecstasy, completely lost in the moment, my stepfather suddenly pushed the door open.