Ella.

I wake up with a jolt when I feel a hand riding up my thigh. I've been waking up this way for the last three days... since my eighteenth birthday. I try to calm my racing heart. I know this hand... it has taken me to school, made me noodles and has cuddled me on my bad days. Inside my room, the moonlight shines through the window but it's faint. I can hardly see him behind me and I know he can't see me too.

My step-dad, Rick Pearson is in my room, touching and taking a feel of me.

My stepdad and I have been really close since he married my mother when I was 16 years old. My biological father left my mom while she was pregnant with me. After that, my mom became a complete workaholic and hardly cared for me. I've grown-up myself. Once Rick came into her life, things changed. She was happy and for once I felt she loves me too. But things took a 360 degree turn when my mom resumed her workaholic behavior leaving me and Rick alone. We filled our lives with each other and we were happy with each other's company. Sometimes I think, Rick didn't leave my mom because of me...because he genuinely cared for me. He is my safe place. But now ... I am not sure what he is.

Stepdads don't touch their daughter's thighs and ass in such an erotic manner. I've felt electric shocks running in my body when he touches and feels me up and I get all mushy and gooey feelings inside me. I developed feelings for him when I met him. Don't get me wrong, they were all innocent feelings. I had a crush on him because of the way he cared for my mom. I wanted someone to take care of me in the same way. As days passed, my feelings for him grew and apparently his too.

He is no sulky old dad with a fat belly and drinking problem. He is a sexy lawyer with broad square glasses and with an attitude that makes women fall at his feet. He has brown hair and neatly kept beard. He doesn't have abs but has a perfect body built and black hair that curls on his chest. He is broad and bulky and I am tiny, barely 5'2 but I have curves at right places. His broad frame makes me feel safe and secure.

I feel his hands halting when I pretend to take a deep breath and sigh in my sleep. But in no way, I am sleeping when I have a hot step-dad getting all worked up because of me.

I shift and turn over on my comfy bed so that I know I am facing Rick. He won't touch me again until he is completely sure I am asleep. Once I am calm and he is sure I am sleeping, he places his hand on top of mine. Slowly and gently he draws circles on my wrist. Such an innocent yet naughty action makes my insides tingle with pleasure. I want to open my eye and stare at him and let him know that I want him too but I keep my intentions locked. For now at least.

I've gotten off by imagining him fucking me like a beast but it has lost its touch. I need the real thing. I want him to grab me and plunge his cock inside of me, hold me, kiss me and love...love me. I was so desperate for him and so horny that I did what I shouldn't have. That was one regretful decision I made. I fucked one of my professors in high school. I knew he was a pervert and he knew I was desperate. We fucked while I was still underage in his home with his kids sleeping in the next room and his wife on a trip with her friends. We both fucked like crazy bunnies and he managed to give few orgasms. It was not bad considering I went to him willing for the next 2 months. It's just that if I knew Rick wanted me too, I would have saved my cherry for him.

I feel Rick's hand tracing my belly, his fingers very close to the waistband of shorts. I mentally beg him to go down and touch my pussy. I am so turned on with the idea of him touching me that I know my panties are soaked. I didn't take them off this night before sleeping because I know my midnight stalker will be here to feel them up.

I feel him lick my bellybutton. He then swirls his tongue around it. It takes a lot of effort not to moan. My now wet skin feels cool and a gasp threatens to leave me when he strokes breast.

"How the hell did you grow up so sexy, baby girl". I hear him whisper against my breast. Damn, he is making me crazy. The anticipation of what's coming next is killing me the most.

I feel him shifting. Then, he slowly tugs my shorts down until they are around my knees. Somewhere I doubt he knows that I am awake but chooses to ignore it and I am not complaining. With one finger he touches the wet spot on my panties and then I hear him inhale. I slightly open my eyes only to his hair hovering over pussy. He is inhaling my scent and I love it. God, I want more. Quickly closing my eye... and wet my lips with my tongue. Then he licks the spot and places a soft kiss on my mound. Next, he strokes my breast and places a kiss on each of them without removing the clothing.

I hear some shifting and shuffling of clothes. I know it's a risk but I open my eye again slightly to watch him remove his clothes and underwear. Once he is naked, he grabs his shaft and strokes it. I know due to the dark he cannot see my face but I don't dare to open my eyes completely no matter how much I want to. My attention is completely on his meaty and big cock.

His strokes are gentle at first. His other hand touches my pussy again. This all is so perverted and twisted but I love it. It feels amazing to be someone's object of desire. He rubs his balls and brings his other hand close to his nose which is covered with my arousal. He continues to masturbate until I see him stiffening. He comes with a roar on my bedsheet. It's going to smell like him. I love every second of this depraved and aberrant situation. Once my stepdaddy calms down, he bends to pick his shirt. With it, he cleans the ruined spot on my bed. Once he is done, he places a kiss on my belly, pulls up my panties and leaves the room.

As soon as I hear the click of his door, I get up and breathe like I've been kept from it for a long time. It's hard to believe what happened right now.

I touch the spot that Rick marked with his cum. It's a little wet. Soon enough I am going to make him come on my face. I am highly turned on from tonight's events and no way I am sleeping without touching my pussy. I remove my underwear and lie down on my bed with my legs spread-eagled. My pussy throbs like crazy. I tentatively touch my clit and massage it with gentle fingers. I'm soaked and the velvety texture of pussy feels great. I massage my clit and then push my middle finger inside of me. I whimper as I imagine Rick's finger in me. All kinds of dirty images come in my mind. Rick licking and sucking on my sensitive flesh with his facial hair tickling my inner thighs. Rick roughly grabbing my C-cup boobs and massaging them, sucking on them one by one. I feel high and then I imagine him masturbating in his room at the thought of me. I rub my pussy faster and apply a little more pressure. It only takes me a few more strokes before I gush like a damn waterfall. I scream Rick's name in the darkness of my room. Once I am calmed I go to the bathroom to pee.

Coming back I jump on my bed all naked and frustrated because even now I have to masturbate at the thought of my step-daddy. He wants me and I want him so why are we still hiding our desires. Sure all of this is wrong and illicit and if we ever have a relationship, it's going to be frowned upon. Nothing and everything makes sense right now. I want Rick Pearson, my stepdad not just because he is super hot but also because he was there with me when no one else was. I can't hide my feelings anymore.

I need him and I will have him, no matter how wrong all of this is.

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