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Jenny's New Vocabulary (mf, teen, voy, etc.)
Part 4
He glanced further upward. She was breathing deeply, and her
massive breasts, clad in a wrinkled, undersized vest were heaving up
and down slowly. He wanted to reach up, grab the top of her vest,
and rip it open violently, causing the buttons to fly and her
massive bra clad breasts to spring forth into his waiting hands.
Instead, he opted for a more tactful approach.
"Hey Jenny, why don't you lie down on your stomach so I can give you
a good back message. I bet that'll feel really nice," he said, a
little too enthusiastically.
"Oh, that's a great idea, daddy. God, what did I do to deserve such
royal treatment!" she said as she stretched herself out face down
on the bed.
He slid himself up over her long, tanned legs, being careful to
brush himself over her pleated miniskirt, causing it to slide all
the way up to her waist. This revealed his stepdaughter's entire
big round ass, covered by one piece of bare stretch cotton. He
noticed that the wetness that he'd previously observed extended all
the way around to her rear crotch area as well. The thin cotton
clung to her like wet tissue paper in this area.
In spite of her sudden exposure, Jenny did not comment or react in
any way. Either she was blissfully unaware of what was happening or
secretly enjoying her stepfather's perverse leering. Steven
couldn't decide whether he was more turned on by the thought that
she liked being ogled and felt up by him, or by the thought that she
might be so innocently unaware of her sexuality as to be ignorant of
the implications of what was happening.
He began to message her shoulders and neck. He started off very
gently, but his manipulations became progressively deeper and more
vigorous. Her cool tan skin felt very nice. Her muscles were
somewhat tense from her extreme physical exertion earlier that day.
She responded by moaning loudly with pleasure. "Oh, that feels
sooooo good! Why don't you message my back, daddy."
"OK, honey. That's a good idea. But I can't really give you a good
back message unless you take off your top," he said. Steven
honestly believed this to be a relatively safe request at this
juncture, given what Jenny had let him see already.
Instead of reaching for the straining buttons on her vest, however,
she immediately sat up and moved her arms upward over her chest, a
sort of protective motion. He noticed that the second button of her
vest had come undone, revealing cavernous cleavage.
"Take off my top? I don't know about that. Maybe you should just
message me through the fabric," she said self-consciously.
Steven was perplexed by her sudden modesty. Why was she willing to
let him leer at her legs, ass, and even her pussy, but reluctant to
expose her bra clad breasts to him? Perhaps she'd always felt
different from other girls, owing to her unusually large bust.
Maybe this aberrant self-image caused her to experience
embarrassment at the prospect of exposing this part of her body to a
man for the first time. Steven knew that this was going to take
some coaxing.
"It's OK, honey. It's just me. You don't need to feel
self-conscious," he said.
"I don't know," she said, holding her arms tightly over her chest.
"OK, look. It would be nice to give you a real message. But it's
no big deal. If you don't want to do it, that's fine," he said
gently.
After what seemed like a long pause, she said, "If I do, do you
promise that you won't laugh at me?"
"Laugh at you! Why would I do that?"
"I don't know," she said. Then there was a long pause where she sat
in apparent indecision, absently biting her lower lip. Finally, she
said, "OK, daddy."
Steven felt exhilarated when after what seemed like an eternity,
Jenny finally started tugging at the next button of her undersized
vest. His cock stiffened and throbbed in anticipation of what he
was about to behold, a sight never before witnessed by anyone, at
least by no man.
As she popped the buttons, one by one, her chest expanded outward,
freed of the confining fabric of her vest. First her considerable
cleavage was exposed, then the whole of her voluminous breasts,
encased in a layer of tight white satin.
There she sat, blushing and smiling coyly at Steven, with two
enormous globes jutting straight out from her chest, creamy flesh
oozing out along the entire boundary her the tight bra. Her nipples
were extremely erect, like pebbles.
Steven couldn't help himself. He just sat there leering at his
stepdaughter's gorgeous adolescent tits, wondering if he could
restrain himself from reaching out and touching them. Jenny began
blushing more deeply, and after about a half-minute of this blatant,
perverse ogling, she moved her arms up to cover herself.
"Daddy!" she said.
Steven shook his head a bit, as if snapping himself out of a daze.
"I'm sorry, honey. I just can't believe how much you've grown.
You're really becoming a woman!" This time he knew his voice was
quaking.
Instead of replying, Jenny once again stretched herself out face
down on the bed. Steven immediately went to work on her back.
He messaged her back deeply for several minutes as she moaned and
squeaked in pleasure. He worked her shoulders, then moved downward,
sliding his hands under her bra strap. He messaged the small of her
back, and slid his fingers under her skirtwaist, messaging around
her upper ass crack, and feeling the lacy border of her clingy
panties. She wiggled her butt slightly and cooed softly.
After working her backside for a long while, he slid his hand under
her belly, admiring her smooth, flat midriff. Then he casually
moved his hands upward and cupped her breasts, gently squeezing the
satin encased flesh. He could feel her hardened nipples protruding
outward against his palms.
Then she sat up, turned and looked at him tentatively, his hands
still cupping her breasts gently. There was a brief interlude of
intense eye contact.
"Daddy, you shouldn't-"
He cut her off in midsentance by squeezing her tits firmly, crushing
her spongy flesh against her chest. Her expression changed. She
closed her eyes.
"Oh, daddy! That feels nice, but-"
He ignored her fragmented protestations. With abandon, his hands
began to fondle and explore Jenny's breasts through the cool satin.
He squeezed them, pinched them, pressed them together, trying in
vain to get his hands around them. When he pinched her hardened
protruding nipples, she let out loud girlish squeal.
"Oh God. What are you doing to me daddy? I can't believe you're
squeezing my boobs!" she said through coarse and rapid breathing.
"I'm going to take off your bra," he said. "I have to see your
tits." She didn't reply, her mouth open and eyes glazed over in an
apparent daze. He reached around behind her and undid the hook of
her bra. Her breasts burst forward, freed from their constraints.
They were two perfect cream colored semi-spheres. Her aureoles were
large, soft pink, nipples jutting out prominently.
"My God, Jenny. You have the most beautiful breasts I've ever
seen!" he said with more sincerity than had ever passed through his
lips.
She blushed, smiling with obvious pride. "Really?" she said.
Instead of answering this rhetorical query, he cupped her bare
breasts with his hands. He then squeezed, watching her firm flesh
exude between his fingers. He flicked her nipples with his thumbs.
He then brought her face close to his, with the intention of locking
lips. She briefly pulled away. Then she leaned forward, and
pressed her lips hard against his. Surprised by his stepdaughter's
intense reciprocation, Steven began kissing her passionately,
probing her mouth deeply with his tongue. The inside of her mouth
was warm and tasted tangy, as if she'd eaten something spicy for
lunch. He reached under her skirt and fondled her soft round ass,
sliding his hand downward deeply into her crack. Her crotch was a
gooey mess, all slimy cunt meat and sopping fabric. He rubbed hard
on the steamy mass. She moaned loudly in the midst of their oral
embrace. The sound came out muffled and girgled as she pulled back,
coughing slightly. He could see saliva dripping down her chin and
he could taste her saliva in his mouth.
He then pulled her back and they began exploring each others' mouths
in a frenzy. With one hand, Steven alternately squeezed her breast
and pinched her nipple. With the other, he rubbed hard against the
thin layer of cotton covering her pussy, cramming the fabric way up
into her slimy crack. He then yanked the fabric to the side,
plastering it to her inner thigh, and ran two fingers along the
entire length of her warm, moist slit. Again, she let out a muffled
grown in the midst of their salivary interplay.
After a brief exploration, he found her opening and inserted his
finger into her tight, young vagina. She immediately disengaged her
mouth and threw her head back, her eyes wide with shock.
"So, what do you think? You like the feel of this sweetie?" he
said, wiggling his finger and producing an obscenely audible
sloshing sound from deep inside Jenny's virginal cunt.
"I don't know. I mean, your finger is all the way inside my, my..."
Then he inserted a second finger. "Good. It feels...good." He
jiggled both fingers. "Good? God, it feels INCREDIBLE daddy!!!!!"
He began thrusting both fingers in and out of his stepdaughter's now
expanded vaginal opening, slowly but firmly. The walls gripped him
tightly, barely accommodating the second finger. Both were coated
with her flowing pussy oils. Her moans and squeaks increased in
volume, now in synch with the rhythm of Steven's penetrating digits.
He increased his pace until he was finger fucking her very rapidly,
and could feel the increasing influx of her vaginal secretions
around his invading fingers. Pussy juice began to drip from her
straining hole onto his hand and into the already permeated fabric
of her panties. Then he suddenly removed his fingers. She let out
a tremendous moan.
He pulled his now slickened fingers up to his mouth. His face close
to hers, he stared lasciviously at her. Inhaling deeply and
experiencing the sweet, pungent scent, he began licking and sucking
on his fingers, hungrily lapping up her pussy juices. She sat
motionless, her mouth open and eyes at half mast. Her expression
was almost listless, an amalgam of shock and dizzying arousal.
Silently, she listened to lewd sucking and slurping noises as her
stepfather partook of her bodily fluid.
After staring at her intensely for a while, he said, "I'm going to
take off the rest of your clothes. I want you completely naked."
She looked at him tentatively, then began to nod.
"Daddy," she said, gulping slightly. "I've, uh, never done anything
like this before. I'm a little nervous. I'm not really sure if I
know what to do."
"That's Ok," he said, a tone of paternal assurance almost eclipsing
the lustful undercurrent in his voice. "We won't do anything you
don't want to do, and we'll take it as slow as you want."
"OK, that's fine," she said. "But what I mean is, I'd rather if you
were in control. I'd rather just do whatever you tell me to do."
"You mean," he said, suddenly halting as an unparalleled shivering
blood rush of lust came over him, "you mean, you'll do anything I
tell you?"
"OK," she said, softly and innocently.
"Anything?"
She nodded. There was a long pause.
"Ok. I want you to lie down on your stomach. I'm gonna take off
your skirt and panties. I want to examine your ass and your tight
little snatch," he said with a hint of authority in his voice.
"My....snatch?" she said.
"Yeah, your SNATCH. You don't know what that means?" he said with
amazement.
"Uh, no. I've never heard the word," she said softly.
"Really? Well, it must be a generational thing. It means 'cunt.'"
"Oh," she said, covering her mouth and looking embarrassed.
"Alright, so now you know. Now lie down and spread your legs for me
so I can examine your little snatch!" he said commandingly.
"Ok," she said, responding instantly to his sudden harsh language
and authoritarian tone. She stretched herself out on the bed before
him.
He unzipped her pleated cheerleader skirt, and slid it off over her
tanned, meaty legs. She lay there now clad in only her clingy light
pink cotton panties, covering a small portion of her fleshy ass
cheeks. He hooked his fingers under the bands of the wet garment
and toyed with it briefly. Then with one harsh yank her ripped it
off her, her body jerking upwards in response. Startled, she turned
her head and watched him hold the tattered remains of her panties up
to his face and inhale her aromas, shoving its crotch into his mouth
and sucking lewdly. She was now completely naked save her frilly
white socks.
Tossing her panties aside, he said, "God, you've got the sweetest
tasting pussy!"
Instead of replying, she looked at him quizzically, as if waiting
for his next instruction.
"Alright, Jenny, I want you to spread your legs apart for me. Can
you do that for your daddy? I want you to show daddy your tight
little cunt."
She immediately began to spread her legs apart slowly, to where they
formed a 45 degree angle. He could now see her glistening snatch
more clearly now, its fat, meaty slips bulging out.
"Jenny," he said with authority. "I need you to spread them
further. I need you to spread them all the way. I want to see your
clit, and your little fuckhole. Can you do that for me? C'mon,
spread 'em sweetie."
She began slowly spreading them further. Steven impatiently grabbed
her thighs and spread them as far as they would go. Her slit opened
up to him, revealing her tiny hole and her hardened, pebble-sized
clit. She whimpered softly, wriggling her butt up and down.
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