1. Hannah's Hot Tub - Part 2


    Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Incest, Reluctance, Young, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

    induced. I sipped my Diet Coke, wishing it had been a cold beer instead, closed my eyes and let myself drift into a doze. The weekend was coming; Anne and Ted’s barbecue on Saturday; walking in the countryside on Sunday... “Pfffft!” The sound of a drink can being opened snapped me back from my reverie with a jolt. “Hi!” Hannah’s voice coming from behind me was soft and friendly. “Fancy a beer?” “Hannah!” I jumped with surprise, my head turning first left then right in a futile attempt to see where the voice was coming from. My awkwardness made her giggle as she walked round the tub and into my field of view. My tall, skinny stepdaughter had changed into the smallest bikini I had ever seen – mere scraps of dark blue cloth held together with dark blue strings and bows. There was no way her mother would ever have bought it for her. Fortunately her breasts were so small even this inadequate piece of clothing could contain them but I still felt uncomfortable. “Like my new Bikini?” she asked, amused. “Better not tell Mum, ok?” she added in a conspiratorial whisper as she replaced my warm flat Coke with a can of cold beer and lowered herself gently into the water opposite me. “I thought you had a date,” I said, slightly annoyed at the interruption and feeling rather nervous. “I just cancelled,” she replied as she sank beneath the water, looking me straight in the eye. She leaned back until just the tips of her barely-covered nipples were visible above the foam. To my horror I ...
    could see they were erect. “You’ve been avoiding me,” she said accusingly once she had settled herself on the low bench. The bubbling water just covered her bikini top which saved me a little of my embarrassment. “What makes you think that?” I asked, spinelessly answering a question with a question. She gave me an exasperated look. “I’m not a child anymore. I thought we had... something special between us.” By now my cock was rock hard and painfully tangled in my running shorts. I fidgeted beneath the bubbles trying to free its constricted end without drawing my stepdaughter’s attention to my discomfort. “Hannah, that was a mistake,” I replied, trying to sound like a parent and not like the rather frightened, turned-on teenager that I felt like. “I shouldn’t have...” I ran out of words. “Shouldn’t have what?” she asked aggressively. “Shouldn’t have fingered your stepdaughter?” “Hannah!” “Well that’s what happened isn’t it?” “I didn’t realise what I was doing,” I protested. She laughed. “From here it felt like you knew exactly what you were doing!” Her green eyes sparkled with mischief and something moved between my thighs. I quickly tried to close my knees but was too late; Hannah had stretched out her leg until her right foot was pressing against my crotch, her toes firmly against the erection that I now couldn’t hope to hide. “That’s better,” she said, wiggling her toes against my shaft. "I thought you might be hiding something from me. Now we don’t have to pretend.” “Hannah, ...
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