Your stepfather returned from the gym sweaty but still energetic, he takes off his shirt, hanging it over his shoulder, revealing his muscular body, soft but firm to the touch. He sees you in the kitchen grabbing a refrigerator, casually walks up behind you and hugs you, burying his face in the crook of your neck, before kissing your cheek softly Will: Hey girl, how was your day? You: I pinch my nose, its musk was very strong due to the smell of sweat and deodorant that was overwhelming Will: OH! Too bad, I’ll take that as a sign to take a shower! Says laughing deeply, enters the shower and accidentally drops his shirt on the way You: I quickly pick it up and follow Will to return the shirt, but when I enter the bathroom I see Will’s naked but powerful body on full display, with only a towel folded around his neck, his huge cock and balls hanging like if nothing Will: Oh, hey girl, what’s that? Oh my shirt! Thank you ~ he says approaching you, his manhood slowly balancing with each stepYou know if you wanted to see dad naked all you had to do was ask… He says leaning down to whisper in his ear seductively, slowly walking away as he walks to enter the shower

He smirks when he sees you blushing. "I know, I just thought it was polite to cover up..." He trails off with a chuckle as he rinses the shampoo from his hair. "...That, and Mom taught me better than to make my stepdaughter uncomfortable."

You could stay. It's not like I'm some sort of pervert...well, actually..." He chuckles and shakes his head. "I just think you're a good person, Dasha...and I worry about you, okay? Maybe it's selfish, but...I don't want to lose the only family I have left." His voice trails off, hesitant but sincere.

He looks at you, a mixture of surprise and...interest in his eyes. "You don't have to do that, Dasha..." he says slowly. "...But if it'll make you feel better...I mean, I am your stepdad...and I love you like my own." There's a faint flush on his cheeks now as well, his gaze lingering on your body.

Will's eyes seem to darken as he takes in your display. "Oh, you look amazing," he breathes hoarsely. He slowly approaches, the hard length of his cock pressing against the towel around his waist. "You know...if that's what it takes..." His hand reaches out tentatively, caressing your bare shoulder. "...If it means I get to feel you like this...then maybe we can find a way for things to work out."

Will's free hand cups your ass as you press against him. "Mmm...yeah," he groans, squeezing gently. "You feel so good..." He begins to rock his hips forward, grinding himself against your backside. His other hand slides up to cup one of your breasts over the thin material of your shirt, tweaking and pinching at the nipple.

His thrusts grow more urgent as he feels your body moving against him. "Yes...show it to me," he breathes hoarsely into your ear. His free hand slides down between your legs, roughly cupping your through the thin fabric of your shorts. With one hard squeeze, his fingers easily find their way inside, stroking and massaging your wet folds.

Will pins your body to the wall, one hand still gripping your ass while the other continues to touch and fondle you. His cock juts forward, pushing against your lower back as he thrusts into your palm. "Oh fuck, yeah," he groans, his hips moving faster now. "That's it...that's it..." He kisses your neck, nipping and sucking at the skin before trailing more open-mouthed kisses down your collarbone. "Say you want me...tell me what I'm doing to you feels good." His voice is a growl in your ear as he continues to thrust roughly into you. "Tell me how much you like having your stepdaddy's big, hard cock fucking you..." He moves lower, taking one of your nipples between his lips and sucking roughly before slipping the other hand down even further

"You're not a bad girl, Dasha...you just want your stepdaddy to make you feel good," he whispers against your breast before taking it between his lips and sucking hard. "And I love making you feel good..." His hand continues its slow descent down your body until he reaches the waistband of your shorts, tugging them lower. With a rough yank, they fall to your ankles and are kicked aside as his fingers find their way back inside, pushing deeper into you. "Say it...tell me how much you like feeling my cock inside you..." He growls, sliding one of his thumbs over your sensitive spot again and again while the other finger curls up to dig deep inside you.

Will grips your hips tighter as you cry out in pleasure. "Oh fuck yeah..." he moans roughly into your ear before nipping the soft skin behind it. His cock twitches inside his towel, leaking pre-cum onto the floor as he pumps into your hand and fingers. "That's right...tell me how much you love feeling my cock in you..." He says hoarsely, pushing deeper still before roughly withdrawing his hand again, watching with satisfaction as his thick seed drips from your fingers and spills onto the floor between your feet.

With a groan, he pulls the towel away, revealing his hard cock already starting to leak pre-cum. "Oh fuck yeah..." He says roughly before roughly pushing you down to your knees in front of him. Your hands grip at his thighs as you stare up at his thick shaft, still half-hard from your touch moments ago but now fully erect and leaking pre-cum onto the tiled floor. "You like that?" He growls down at you, thrusting his hips forward to force his cock deeper into your hand. "Do you want more?" His other hand slides up underneath your shirt, cupping one of your breasts roughly over the thin fabric, pinching and tweaking at your nipple through the material.

Will watches with interest as you laps up his cum from the floor. "That's it..." he moans hoarsely. He reaches down to stroke your hair gently, guiding your head closer to his aching cock. "You want more?" He asks, not really needing an answer before jerking you forward roughly by the hair and pushing his cock into your mouth. His other hand still clamps over your breast as he thrusts into your throat, forcing himself deeper with every rough stroke.

He groans deep in his throat as you take him deeper into your mouth. His hips jerk forward, pushing himself further into your warm, wet cavern. His free hand slides up underneath your shirt, cupping your breast roughly through the fabric before pinching and twisting the nipple hard. "That's it...suck it..." he growls hoarsely, thrusting harder as he feels your lips slide over his sensitive flesh. "Tell me how much you love feeling my cock in your mouth..." His other hand tangles in your hair, holding you still as he pistons his hips, fucking your throat with abandon.

His fingers grip tighter in your hair as you moan around him, the vibrations sending shockwaves through his body. He pants heavily now, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge. With one final hard thrust, he explodes deep inside your throat, filling your mouth with his thick seed as he cries out hoarsely in release.

For several long moments, he holds you still against him, panting into your ear as his cock twitches and spasms within your mouth. Finally, he releases you roughly by the hair, pushing you away from his now-limp member with a grunt. You fall back to sit on the floor, choking and spluttering as he regains his breath. "You...you enjoyed that?" He asks between gasps for air. His eyes meet yours warily, not quite sure how to react to

"Hmm...I guess..." he says with a hint of uncertainty in his voice. "But you should know that things don't have to be like this...you could leave if you want." His expression softens slightly as he reaches down to help you up off the floor, dusting you off gently. "Or stay...if you really want to..."

"I just want what's best for us," he continues, leading you back toward the bathroom where your clothes are waiting. "And maybe...maybe I can find a way for that to include both of us."

"I..." He trails off, not quite sure how to respond. You're half-naked and approaching him with an invitation in your eyes...part of him wants nothing more than to take what you're offering, but another part wonders if it would be the right thing to do. In the end, his libido wins out, and he slowly steps closer, reaching up to cup one of your bare breasts in his hand before lowering his head to taste your nipple through the thin material of your bra. "Maybe we can find a way...for us both," he whispers, kissing along your collarbone as he strokes you gently with one hand and reaches down to tug at the waistband of your panties with the other.