Chasing Lois

Note : This story is completely fictional!

My step-daughter, Lois, was just fifteen when I married her Mom, Beth. She was tiny, about 5'1", and built like a pool cue. Very pretty, with big brown eyes and really nice legs but nothing to fantasize about, at that point, which was a big relief. I was only 32, at the time, and Beth was only two years older. She had Lo at 18 and had raised her alone, so having a man around the house was something new for both of them.

As time went by, Lois started to fill out. I was in a life-long habit of running every day and had a four mile circuit that I did from our suburban neighborhood out into the boonies just beyond our subdivision. For a good three miles, it was nothing but dirt roads and forest trails. At first, Beth went along but her new job removed her from these early-morning runs permanently.

Lo had started filling out just before her seventeenth birthday and had been accepted to the cheerleading squad. She was still tiny, not more than 100 pounds, but her little ass had been transformed to a dick-stiffening wonder, round and firm and exactly perfect for her height. Her boy-flat tits had grown to delicious little cupcakes that looked just about right for the palms of a lucky guy's hands. Most of all, little Lo had seemed to discover that she was turning into a women and her interactions with me, which had sometimes been a tad rocky, took on a much warmer, slightly flirtatious tone. She had always worn a standard outfit at home: over-sized t-shirt and white cotton panties. One pair of her panties, in particular, were sheer enough that I could actually see the lips of her cunt through them. And she seemed to even encourage that a bit, frequently sitting across from me in the den with her legs spread widely open while we watched TV. I got solidly nailed peeking at her pussy two or three times and she just smiled and laughed and closed her legs but they flopped open again with a minute or two.

One evening, when Beth was at her job late, Lo and I were watching a DVD I brought home. It was a movie I had seen once or twice and loved but she had never seen it. Midway through, she started to idly play with her pussy. I knew it was totally unconscious, so I tried not to look but, of course, I finally did and she glanced over at me and caught me at it. She started, looked down at her crotch, blushed to her roots, and closed her legs quickly. As the credits rolled. I noticed that she was casting glances my way.

"Gosh, I'm so sorry about that," she sighed.

"About what?" I asked, "Oh, you mean when you..."

"Yeah," she winced, "Of course that. I was so involved in the movie, I just started...uh..."

"Sweetie," I chuckled, "Good grief, it happens to everybody. I do that all the time. I'm sitting around thinking, writing, talking on the phone and suddenly notice I have my hand in my pants. It feels good, so I'm doing it but not good enough, I guess, that it becomes the focus. If I tuned in, I'd stop it. It's completely natural."

"You don't do it in front of me, though," she grinned, "Believe me, I'd have noticed."

"I thought it was sweet," I replied, "Don't worry about it."

"Sweet?" she repeated, "How long had I been doing it?"

"About ten minutes," I said, "I knew it was unconscious."

"Why didn't you tell me?" she sputtered.

"Right," I smirked, " How would that go? 'Hey, Lois, stop playing with your goodies!' That's....just not me, really."

"So, you watched me, instead?"

"Well, not the whole time," I protested.

"Just some of the time," she laughed, "Too much! Well...did you enjoy it, at least?"

"I told you: I thought it was sweet," I smiled, "You were just having fun and, frankly, if I were a girl, I'd play with myself every freakin' chance I got."

"Well," she giggled, "Glad you had a good time."

"Honey, seriously, don't sweat it," I said, "It's nothing to be ashamed of. And I certainly wasn't offended. I hope you think I never play with myself."

"You do?" she said, wide-eyed, "Isn't Mom...I mean, doesn't she..."

"Sweetie," I interrupted, "It doesn't matter if you're married to the best lover you've ever known, most people still masturbate. It's fun, it doesn't cost anything, and it adds some variety to your life. I absolutely promise, your Mom does it. I do it a LOT. And you should do it whenever you feel the need. What's a drag is when you feel like you have to sneak and do it. I don't care if you do it every afternoon at 3:30 with a matinee on Saturdays. It's your body and NOBODY gets to decide what you need."

"Well," she sighed, "That's a relief. I'm always so tense when I do it, afraid you or Mom will hear or that she'll just wander in, like she does."

"Don't sell your Mom short," I cautioned, "She's not going to berate you or make you stop. Your Mom is a lot more sexually adventurous than she seems."

"Can I ask you something?" she asked tentatively.

"Of course," I replied.

"I see you looking at me, sometimes, when I forget and sit with my legs spread."

"Yeah. I look."

"Does that.." she began, "Does that...make you uncomfortable?"

"No," I smiled, "Does it make you uncomfortable?"

"No," she said, "No, it really doesn't. Do..do you...enjoy it?"

"Look, Lo," I said emphatically, "I don't want any of us developing a flippin' mental illness, here. Bottom line: I'm your step-dad. I'm not blood relation to you. You are a beautiful young woman who lives in the same house as me. I refuse - refuse - to apologise for looking at you or to try to pretend that I don't enjoy it. I love to see you in nothing but a t-shirt and panties. I love it when you sit with your legs spread, especially in those panties you have on today. And what's more, I know damned well that you KNOW I enjoy seeing you. You catch me looking and just sit and smile and then your legs are spread again in 30 seconds. You are not stupid. You know I'm looking. And I'm interested in continuing to look. So, if you sit with your legs spread, I'm going to watch."

"What," she asked, her voice going lower and taking on a playful tone, "Is it, exactly, that you're looking at?"

"Do you like to hear things like that, Lo?" I replied, looking her in the eye, "Is that why you asked?"

"Yes," she said, with a catch in her voice.

"I like to look at your...pussy, Lois," I said softly, "I like to see you in those panties because they're kinda sheer and I can see your pretty little lips. And I like to see your hard nipples and your sweet little ass, too. Do you like for me to see you that way, Lo?"

"Yes," she gasped. "Yeah. I love it when you watch me."

Beth's car pull;ed into the driveway and we both groaned slightly.

"To be continued," I smiled.

"I really hope so," she sighed.

The next morning, I was up at six-thirty for my morning run. Beth had to go back to work at seven-fifteen, so she kissed me goodbye and left just as i was headed out the door.

Lois sometimes went along on these runs and Beth had just pulled out the driveway when she showed up at the door, decked out in running shorts and Nikes.

I smiled at her and went outside. We jogged the first mile or so through the woods and stopped at my usual little clearing to catch our breath.

I sat on a fallen tree and Lois bent over, getting her breath back. In a minute or so, she straightened up and looked all around carefully.

She stood about four feet from me and slowly peeled off her shirt. In the cool morning air, her nipples were crinkled and erect and a lovely chocolate brown. She slid her shorts off and stepped out of them. Her little pussy was completely shaved and my cock went fully erect instantly.

"I thought you might like to see me completely," she said breathlessly, "I've been wanting to show you my body for quite a while now. And I want to see your cock, too."

I stood and shucked out of my shorts and shirt. My cock bobbed stiffly and I didn't even register the cold. I took my dick into my hand and jacked it a bit, squeezing a fat blob of pre-cum up to the slit.

"See?" I smiled, "It's okay to play with your body."

She slid her hand down her stomach and started to rub her clit firmly.

"That's it, little Lo," I smiled, "Man, it's great to finally beat my cock while watching you work your sweet clit! I was so tired of always fantasizing about you and never actually seeing your tits and pussy."

"If I'd known you wanted to see 'em," she panted, "I would have stripped down and displayed them for you. Here, let me give you a better look at my pussy."

She walked over to me and stood with her back to me, putting her ass right at the level of my face. She bent over from the waist and set her feet widely apart. There before me were her beautiful, red cunt and tiny, puckered asshole, both glistening with her juices.

"I can see your asshole, Lo," I whispered, "I've been wanting to see it for so long, baby."

"Do you like it"" she rasped, "Do you like to see my cunt and asshole, Steven? I love to know you're seeing me this way, all spread apart and open for you."

I grabbed her waist and pulled her down onto my cock. She gasped a little and leaned back against me.

"We can play as much as we want to later," I whispered into her ear, "Right now, I want to slide my dick into your little hole, Lois. Do you want that, honey? Do you want to get fucked nice and hard?"

"Oh, yes, daddy!" she panted, "Your cockhead is right on my cunt! Here, let me work it into my vagina!"

She grabbed the shaft of my cock and rubbed it roughly against her clit. Her slit opened and her juices gushed out, coating my rod like a warm fountain. My cockhead slipped up into her hole and she sat on it savagely, impaling herself on the whole length of my cock in one thrust. She settled onto it gratefully, crooning deep in her chest, and leaned back against me. I cupped her tiny ass in my hands and held her up a bit and began to pump my dick deep into her insides.

"Oh, daddy!" she whispered, "Fuck me, daddy! Fuck your little girl's pussy with your big, erect cock! Fuck, that feels so good, daddy! Your big thick, pussy-fucking rod fucks me so good! Yes! Yes! Fuck it hard, daddy! Fuck me hard!"

"Do you like this hard fucking, baby?" I asked, "Do you like fucking daddy's hard cock? Do you want daddy's cum, baby? Do you want it in your cunt or on your tits or in your mouth?"

"In my mouth, daddy, please!" she groaned, "I like to swallow cum, daddy! Later on, after we've fucked a lot, I want to kneel before you and love your big cock with my mouth. I want to suck the hot sperm out of daddy's dick and drink it all down while you watch!"

"Lo, your little cunt feels so good!" I panted, "You really know how to fuck a cock, baby!"

"I'm so close to cumming, daddy!" she gasped, "Can I rub my clit while you fuck my cunt?"

"Yes, baby," I growled, "Rub your fucking clit, Lo! Yeah, make that little tight teenage pussy cum while I fuck it! I want to feel your vagina clutching my dick! I'm close, too, baby!"

She gasped and cried out softly and I felt her body spasm violently. As her climax faded, I felt my balls tighten and my spine start to tingle.

I pulled her off my cock and stood in front of her. She stood and bent over and I grabbed her head with both hands and shoved my dick deep into her sweet face. I held her head motionless and fucked her face quickly. My spine felt like it would crack as the orgasm hit and I watched as her cheeks ballooned out with the volume of cum I spurted into her little throat. She dripped a drop or two from the corner of her lips and then swallowed noisly, gulping down my cum until my cock stopped spasming and then licking the excess drops off my dick.

She stood there, beautifully naked and flushed and put her arms around me.

"I have the day off from school," she smiled, "And Mom is at work until six. How many times do you think we can suck and fuck before she gets home?"

"Let's go find out," I smiled.