1. Hannah's Hot Tub - Part 1


    Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Incest, Reluctance, Voyeurism, Wife, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

    quite right. Hannah did improve considerably, but not gradually as expected. No. to our joint amazement she changed dramatically almost overnight. Looking back, the key moment in her transformation, to our surprise, was the one time we thought she would be at her worst – our wedding! Because we had both been married before, we didn’t want a long, drawn-out engagement in which Hannah could create disharmony, but did want to make it a very special event for us both so invited a lot of family and friends to a large wedding breakfast. Hannah at first grudgingly agreed to be a bridesmaid and for most of the time maintained an air of bad tempered grumpy co-operation but as preparations progressed and the day approached, she seemed to start actually enjoying the whole process. It certainly helped that the colour scheme was chosen to suit her. I wasn’t allowed in on the plan but when the day finally came and my family and I arrived at the stately Edwardian Registry Office for the ceremony I was completely gobsmacked when my stunning wife-to-be and stepdaughter arrived in the bride’s father’s cherished Jaguar. Debbie’s figure-hugging mid-thigh length cream dress was trimmed with pale jade, the same colour as the flowers she carried; even her long blonde hair was trimmed with pale green ribbon. A better looking Spring Bride never was seen! But my mouth truly fell open when Hannah stepped out of the car behind her beautiful mother. She looked simply stunning in a close fitting very ...
    short sleeveless green dress which matched her mother’s to perfection and showed off legs of a length I had never dreamed she possessed. If she had been blessed with boobs it would have shown them off too. Her red hair had been brushed till it shone and was trimmed in the same green ribbon her mother wore. I positively floated through the ceremony – partly on a raft of champagne, but mostly in disbelief that I could be such a lucky man – and emerged with a ring on my finger and a broad smile on my face. But what really put the icing on the cake was that, when Debbie and I returned from our honeymoon, it was to a step daughter transformed - sweet, happy and beautiful. That doesn’t mean that the next few years were without their challenges. No indeed! Apart from the usual ‘discussions’ about homework, TV and the balance thereof, there were the inevitable ‘girly’ arguments about make-up (too much), dress style (too tight), skirt length (too short), heel height (too high), fake tan (ridiculous on a freckled red head!), party hours (too late), unsuitable friends (too disreputable) and, of course boyfriends – although there were surprisingly few of these. To be honest, I stayed well away from most of these issues, leaving Debbie to lay down the law as she saw fit. It was cowardly I know but the two of them had been so close it made my position difficult. And then there was the issue of privacy. As Hannah maturated physically if not emotionally, it became increasingly difficult to move ...