STEPDADDY DIARIES

Panties and Rain

Lisa pushed open the door to her bedroom, the rainy evening dripping from her soaked curls onto the hardwood. Thunder rolled outside, and the house was quiet except for the soft, wet sounds coming from her bed.

Jack, her tall, tattooed stepfather, stood there with his jeans shoved down, one of her lacy black thongs pressed to his face, inhaling deeply while his thick c**k jerked in his fist.

She froze, heart racing. Jack’s eyes snapped open and locked on hers but he didn’t stop stroking. Instead, his grip tightened around the base, precum glistening at the tip. “f**k, Lisa. I thought you were with your mom.”

Lisa’s pulse raced and heat flooded between her legs so fast it made her dizzy. She stepped inside and shut the door. “Mom’s gone for the weekend. Why are you in my room…sniffing my underwear?”

Jack didn’t apologize. He brought the thong back to his nose, eyes never leaving hers. “Smells like you so I couldn’t resist. I've been thinking about your p***y for so long.” His voice was low and commanding. “Come here.”

Lisa walked to him on shaking legs. She stopped close enough to feel the heat rolling off his body. Jack reached out, grabbed her wrist, and guided her hand to his c**k. “Stroke my d**k while I watch you.”

She wrapped her fingers around him, thick, hot and already slick. Jack groaned deeply. “That’s it. Good girl…now look at me.” Their eyes locked.

Lisa pumped him slowly, thumb circling the head the way she liked to tease herself. Jack’s free hand slid under her wet shirt, cupping one heavy breast, squeezing the soft flesh. “These t**s. f**k. Been dying to worship every inch of this curvy body.”

He tugged her shirt off, then her bra. Her breasts spilled free and Jack dropped the thong long enough to lean in and suck a n****e hard, teeth grazing. Lisa moaned, stroking him faster. Jack’s hand moved to her jeans, shoving them down along with her panties. He stepped back, eyes raking over her naked curves.

“On the bed. Spread your legs and touch yourself for me.”

Lisa obeyed, lying back, thighs wide. She slid two fingers through her soaked folds, circling her c**t while Jack watched, still fisting his c**k. “Tell me how wet you are and why,” he demanded.

“Soaking,” she gasped, sliding a finger inside herself. “Because of you. Because you’re my stepdad and you’re jerking off to my panties.”

Jack’s eyes darkened. He climbed onto the bed, kneeling between her legs so they could watch each other. “Keep going. Two fingers. f**k that pretty cunt while I stroke.” They moved in rhythm, Lisa’s fingers plunging in and out, Jack’s fist sliding over his length, the wet sounds mixing with the rain against the windows.

“Such a good girl,” Jack praised, voice low. “Look at you, opening up for your stepdad. You want my c**k instead of your fingers?”

“Yes,” Lisa whimpered, eyes locked on his.

Jack grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand away. He flipped her onto her stomach in one smooth motion, then hauled her hips up. His palm cracked across her ass, sharp and stinging. Lisa cried out, pushing back into the next spank.

“Count them,” Jack ordered, voice firm.

“One—f**k—two—three—” Each slap landed harder, heat blooming across her skin. By ten her ass burned and her p***y dripped onto the sheets. Jack leaned down, biting the curve of her hip. “Beautiful. My perfect, filthy girl.”

He pulled her upright onto her knees, back against his chest. One tattooed arm banded across her breasts while the other slid between her legs, thick fingers thrusting inside her. “Ride my hand. Show me how bad you need it.”

Lisa rocked her hips, grinding down on his fingers, c**t rubbing against the heel of his palm. Jack’s c**k pressed hot against her lower back. “Eyes on me,” he growled. She turned her head; their gazes locked over her shoulder as she came, clenching hard around his fingers, moaning his name.

Jack didn’t give her time to recover. He pushed her onto her back again, spread her wide, and buried his face between her thighs. His tongue licked broad and filthy through her folds, sucking her c**t while two fingers pumped inside. “Tastes so f*****g good. This cunt was made for me.”

Lisa’s hands fisted the sheets while Jack worshipped every inch of her as he was tongue f*****g her, then licking up to swirl around her c**t again, praising her between strokes. “Gorgeous girl…so wet for Daddy… I can't wait to ruin this pussy.”

He rose over her, lined up, and sank in with one rough thrust. Lisa’s back arched, a broken cry leaving her throat. Jack didn’t pause. He f****d her hard, deep, hips snapping, one hand gripping her thigh to keep her open. “Take it like a good girl. That’s it…look at me while I f**k you.”

Their eyes stayed locked. Every thrust dragged a filthy sound from Lisa’s throat. Jack’s free hand found her c**t, rubbing tight circles. “c*m on my c**k. Be my good girl and cum.”

She shattered again, walls fluttering around him. Jack groaned, pulled out, and flipped her onto all fours. He spanked her again, harder than before and then drove back inside, pounding her through the aftershocks. “Mine. This ass, this p***y, all mine tonight.”

Lisa pushed back to meet every thrust, moaning encouragement. “Harder, daddy….please use me.”

He did. Rough and relentless, one hand fisted in her hair, pulling her head back so he could watch her face. When he was close he pulled out, flipped her again, and straddled her chest. “Open your mouth. I want to c*m on these t**s while you watch.”

Lisa opened wide, tongue out. Jack stroked fast, eyes locked on hers, praising her the whole time. “Such a dirty girl…. Letting your stepdad f**k you raw….waiting for me to paint these perfect t**s with my cum.”

He came with a guttural groan, thick ropes striping her breasts and throat. Lisa licked what she could reach, still holding his gaze. Jack’s breathing slowed. He leaned down, kissed her deep, then gathered her into his arms.

Rain still hammered the windows as Jack stroked her back, voice softer but filled with desire. “You’re mine, Lisa. This p***y is mine to worship and ruin.”

Lisa smiled against his chest, satisfied and sore and already hungry for more. Outside, the storm kept falling. Inside, neither of them planned to leave the bed anytime soon.