Synopsis:

Eighteen year old Jennie was love bitten. There was no room in her life for the boys at school, or for the men who whistled at her when she went to the beach or went shopping with her friends. The only man who stirred the secret spot between her slender thighs belonged to her mother…but that never stopped Jennie from wanting him…

She had been ultra-shy around him since they had first met, the night he had taken her mother out on their first date. Jennie wasn’t really a shy girl, she was normally a loud and boisterous tomboy. Suave, confident, handsome Dan Talley turned her into a giggling flirt with a single glance of his devastating green eyes.

Sonja didn’t miss the interaction between the two, and she often wondered how it would play out when Jennie got older. She was sure Dan wanted to marry her, but she wasn’t sure how he was reacting to Jennie’s obvious infatuation with him. He probably saw it as a passing phase, but Sonja knew better. Her stepfather was sixty now, and he was still as handsome and sexy as ever. He also still had the biggest cock Sonja had ever seen.

***

“Does he love you baby?” Thomas Allen asked Sonja.

“Yes daddy, I’m sure of it.”

“I just want you to be happy darling, that’s all I’ve ever wanted. If you love him and he loves you, that’s all I could ever ask for.”

“Thank you daddy,” Sonja said, bending her head down to kiss the tip of his cock, still glistening with their mixed juices. “Your blessing means a lot to both of us.” She got up from the bed and began to get dressed. She had another date with Dan, he was taking her and Jennie to dinner and a movie.

“Have you considered how Jennie feels about this baby?”

“I think she feels about Dan the way I feel about you daddy.”

“She’s a little young yet baby…”

“She’ll be eighteen before you know it daddy…”

“Do you think you can deal with how she feels?”

Sonja laughed, a bright tinkling sound that cheered Thomas’s soul. “I’ve been dealing with the same situation in reverse since I was eighteen daddy. I doubt it will suddenly start to bother me now.”

***

Dan and Sonja were married at the end of Jennie’s junior year in high school. When they left the church to go on their honeymoon, Jennie was filled with bitter longing. Her mother was going away with the man she wanted for herself. The man she wanted to see leaning above her when she finally decided to spread her legs and allow someone to make love to her. It just wasn’t fair.

Jennie couldn’t help but smile as she climbed into the fire engine red 1965 Mustang convertible that Dan had bought and restored for her with his own hands. She had spent a lot of time with him rebuilding this classic car. Her slender hands caressed the original equipment steering wheel they had located over the internet. The old one had been cracked and all that was left of it was the wire structure. This one had come at an outrageous price, but it had been the last piece and neither wanted to skimp on it. Dan had wrapped it himself and given it and the car to her on her seventeenth birthday. Mom had just beemed at both of them and then cut the birthday cake.

***

Jennie’s campaign to seduce her stepfather began as soon as he returned from the honeymoon. Jennie did everything she could to get his attention, to force him to see her as a woman and not as a stepchild. She wore skimpy clothes and daring bikinis. Every opportunity she got she walked in on him in the shower ‘accidentally’ or crossed the hall from the upstairs bath to her bedroom with her robe open or her towel hanging half off.

She wore loose middie tee shirts with no bra when she did chores around the house when he was home. Jennie did everything she could think of to provoke Dan into touching her, but nothing worked, nothing at all. As she neared her eighteenth birthday, she was so miserable that she gave up. She let her appearance go, and she hung around the house listlessly, showing no interest at all in the thing other girls her own age were involved in. Jennie was love bitten.

***

“We’re going to have to do something about Jennie baby,” Dan said, a worried look on his face. “I hate seeing her like this.”

“You know as well as I do what’s wrong with her Dan,” Sonja said. “There’s not much I can do until she turns eighteen.”

“I know all about you and your stepfather Sonja, we’ve been over this a thousand times. I’m still not convinced the same relationship will work for us.”

“Why not? It’s worked for me for years…and as you well know darling, I’m delightfully well adjusted.”

“That’s because you’ve had the attention of your stepfather and your loving husband for many years baby, what’s going to happen when you see me with an eighteen year old version of yourself? What’s going to happen when you think of me lying naked in a bed with your daughter?”

“Oh baby, I’m not going to be satisfied with just thinking about it,” Sonja said, caressing his cock with her smooth slender hand. It hardened and rose between her grasping fingers as he felt her hot breath on its sensitive skin. “I want to watch,” she whispered just before her lush lips surrounded the engorged head. When she made him cum, she kept her lips closed tightly around his slick flesh until the surging fluid stopped erupting. And her knowing smile was wicked indeed.

***

“Come on Jennie,” Sophia said. “Take me for a ride out to the lake in that beautiful old car of yours.”

“Mother,” Jennie said, “couldn’t we do this some other time?” She blew a strand of her lank dark hair out of her eyes and gave Sophia a sullen look. She had her legs up on the sofa and a book that she wasn’t really reading propped against her thighs. Sonja knew that her daughter was letting herself go, and she knew that she had the answer that would bring some spark back into her. It was time to be pleasantly insistent.

Minutes later, after persuading Jennie to tie back her unruly mop of raven black hair with a scarf, they had the top down and were speeding along the narrow two lane road to the reservoir. Much to Jennie’s surprise, Sonja had her stop at a small bait shop. When Sonja came out, she was carrying a small, cheap cooler of ice and a bottle of Boone’s Farm Strawberry Hill wine. Sonja set the cooler in the back seat with the bottle buried in the ice, and they set off again.

Jennie turned off into one of the smaller picnic areas close to the dam, a collection of sturdy wooden tables with a fixed steel charcoal grill at each table. There was no one else around this late in the afternoon on a weekday, so they picked the table closest to the sparkling clear water.

 

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Her curiosity was piqued. Sonja was in a good mood, and had truly seemed to enjoy riding in the powerful red convertible. Jennie had covertly watched her mother on the ride out, trying to discern the purpose of the trip. Sonja’s sundress had ridden up high on her hips because of the wind whipping through the open cockpit, but she had made no move to pull it down or cover the skimpy white panties beneath. Jennie cracked a small smile. She had never pictured her mother as a bit of a wild child.

From the cavernous purse Sonja carried, she pulled a cheap plastic tablecloth to cover the wood surface of the picnic table, a packet of plastic cups, and a small paper bag containing an assortment of cheese cubes and crackers. Another foray into the purse brought out some napkins and a small box of wooden toothpicks. Jenna was oddly touched by this grown up version of a child’s tea party. Sonja unscrewed the metal cap on the cheap wine bottle and poured a healthy slug for each of them before reaching for a toothpick and a cube of cheese.

Sonja wasted no more time. “You’ve spent a lot of time and effort trying to seduce Dan you know. You really shouldn’t have given up quite so soon.”

Her mother’s blatant statement hung in the air between them like a bomb, and Jennie’s plastic glass of wine froze between the tabletop and her mouth. Her protest and denial was automatic and was coming out of her mouth before she had time to think.

Sonja cut her off with a wave of her hand. “Come on Jennie, you’re talking to me. No one on earth knows you better than I do. Take a sip of your wine, I’ve got something to tell you that should take that perpetual frown off your face and get us all back to the happy life we’ve always led.”

Jennie closed her mouth and obediently took a sip of the sweet summer wine.

“I’ve been fucking my stepfather since my eighteenth birthday,” Sonja said matter of factly. “He’s really good,” she said, “in some ways even better than Dan…but I suppose that has more to do with the ‘taboo’ nature of our relationship.” Sonja seemed to enjoy the look of open shock on Jennie’s face. “Don’t look so surprised,” she said. “You’ve been moping around for the last year flashing your naked or nearly naked body at my husband every time you had half a chance. I think he’s had a permanent erection for the last six months or so.” Sonja tipped up her glass and emptied it before pouring more for herself and for her daughter. She cocked an eye at Jennie. “Thank you for that, by the way.” She smiled, a soft, sexy, friendly smile.

Jennie gulped the wine down without tasting it an picked up a cube of cheese, nibbling at it while staring wide eyed a side of her mother she’d never seen before. Sonja poured some more wine into her glass and leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table. “When I was eighteen years old, my daddy was the most handsome man in the whole world. He was my world and everything revolved around him as far as I was concerned. More importantly, he loved me back. Right after my eighteenth birthday, he went fishing out here, right out from where we’re sitting now. There were no tables or grills out here then, just a path that led from the road down to a little clearing beside the little cove.” Sonja sighed. “It was early in the morning, and I had followed him in my own car, parking behind his by the road. I walked down the path with my heart in my throat, scared to death by what I intended to do but I intended to do it anyway.”

Sonja bit into another piece of cheese and took a sip of wine. “Try it this way baby, it makes the cheese taste different.” Sonja watched as Jennie copied what she had done before going on with her story.

***

The sun had just come up over the water and he had just cast his lure into a promising shadow when he heard a noise behind him. He turned and saw his eighteen year old step daughter standing on the bank at the edge of the small cove. She was shivering in spite of the warmth of the morning and he smiled at her. She was so beautiful that his heart ached at the sight of her. Her eyes locked on his, Sonja’s hands went to the thin cotton blouse she wore and unbuttoned it slowly and deliberately, one button at a time. When the buttons were all unfastened, she shrugged her lovely shoulders and tossed the blouse casually to the ground behind her. His heart slipped into his throat. She wore nothing beneath the blouse and her pale breasts shone in the morning light, her nipples hard and pointed straight at him. Still without taking her eyes from his, she bent and slid her shorts from her hips, kicking them off behind her and standing naked before him. At the moment, she was the most beautiful and desirable woman he had ever seen. He moved towards her as if in a trance, stopping when they were within touching distance. She said one word as her fingers went to his waist to unfasten his belt and the top button and zipper of his jeans. “Daddy…”

His shirt and jeans were off and they were suddenly standing pressed together in the low lying ground fog. She tilted her head up and their lips merged with ineffable sweetness as the hard points of her breasts pressed against his skin and the soft hair of her mound ground against his erect penis.

Beyond caring that she was his stepdaughter and an innocent, he lifted her from the ground and raised her above his waist. Sonja knew exactly what she wanted and where she wanted it, and she wrapped her long slender legs around his hips. She could feel the hard tip of his sex between the lips of her own, the hard nubbin of her clit pressing hard against the slit on the top of his cock. They were of one mind as she ground down on him while he thrust up into her. There was a brief shock of pain at the rupture of her hymen, but the blood and her own juices lubricated her fully and in seconds she was writhing wildly, spitted joyously on his burgeoning cock. When he came in her and she felt the first mighty jet of his sperm splashing against her cervix, Sonja felt the world move around her and her eyes squeezed shut as the ecstasy of her own orgasm crested. At the moment of release, she screamed his name.

***

“That was the first time I ever fucked my stepfather,” Sonja said softly. “I’ve never been sorry I came out here that morning.” She smiled at Jennie. “Do you understand that I’m telling you that it’s okay to feel the way you do about Dan?”

She wasn’t sure she believed it, but Jennie understood very well what her mother was saying.

Sonja reached across the table and stroked Jennie’s dark wavy hair. “I wouldn’t change a thing about the way I lost my virginity, but I was more of a tomboy than you. I want your first time to be something you’re totally comfortable with. From watching you this last year I’m pretty sure that you want Dan to be your first.” She gave Jennie a questioning look and Jennie nodded.

The cavernous purse yielded yet another treasure up to Sonja’s hands. “These are tickets to a resort in the Caribbean. I’ve reserved a suite for the two of you for your eighteenth birthday. On that day, and not before.” There were tears in both their eyes as the two women hugged across the table. They had never been closer.

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