My Stepsister’s Unwanted Touch

Dante had always been fascinated by my body, especially when I was taking a bath. He would sneak into the bathroom, and I could feel his eyes on me as he watched me. Sometimes, he would even help me rub soap all over my body, his hands moving slowly and deliberately over my skin. It was a strange, yet comforting feeling, and I couldn’t help but wonder what was going through his mind as he touched me.

As I lay on the couch, playing with myself under the blanket, I heard the creak of the door opening, and I froze, my hands still inside my panties. I kept my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, and waited to see if anyone would come over to me. The cool air from the lack of blanket made me shiver, but I tried to stay still, hoping that whoever it was would go away.

But then, I felt fingertips at the edge of my panties, and a hand slid over my warm skin, making me sigh. The hand ran a finger down the slit of my vagina, and I felt a rush of excitement mixed with fear. I pretended to be asleep, hoping that whoever it was would continue, but the hand pulled away, and I heard footsteps leaving the room.

The next day, I was on high alert, watching Dante and Shay closely, but they seemed perfectly normal. I couldn’t wait for bedtime, determined to find out who had touched me the night before. As I lay in bed, I rubbed my pussy, feeling swollen and wet with excitement.

But when 10:20 rolled around, and I heard movement, I knew it was Dante. He caressed my face with his hand, running his thumb along my lower lip, and I let my mouth fall open as he held my jaw. He stuck his thumb further into my mouth, stroking my tongue lightly, and I felt a rush of pleasure. Then, he gently rubbed his penis against my lips, moving the head of it in and out of my mouth. I loved the feeling of it, and I could taste the salty fluid leaking from it.

After a while, Dante stopped, his cock still in my mouth, and I felt him stroking it like he did when I was in the bath. A few moments later, he withdrew his cock and blew his load in and around my mouth. He dipped it back in a few more times, and then he withdrew, leaving me feeling thrilled and scared at the same time.

The next day, I was scheming on how to get more time with his cock. As Dante left the dining room to take a shower, I saw my chance and decided to follow him. I turned the bathroom door handle, hoping he hadn’t locked it, and to my relief, it turned without resistance.

Dante poked his head out of the shower curtain, and I tried to act shy, saying I had to pee. He looked hesitant but said okay and closed the curtain. I went pee, flushed, and then slowly moved to the shower, trying to peek through the gap in the curtain. I saw his soft cock and part of his nut sack, and I felt a rush of excitement. But then, he turned and caught me looking.

“What are you doing?” he asked, his voice low and serious. I turned bright red, trying to think of a lie, and said I was just curious, that a girl at school was talking about it. Dante looked at me with understanding eyes and said he wasn’t mad, but I should probably go back out so his mom wouldn’t get mad.

I left the bathroom, thrilled that I had seen his cock, and sat on the sofa while Shay watched TV. After a few episodes, Dante got out of the shower and sat next to me on the couch. He was wearing a white wife beater and red baggy basketball shorts, and I couldn’t help but glance at his crotch. The bulge in his pants was growing, and I saw that it looked like something smaller than a cucumber was creating a thick line. Dante grabbed the blanket from the back of the couch and put it over his lap, and I was disappointed.

But then, I saw that he was holding the edge of the blanket up with his thumb hooked in his shorts, and I was looking at the head and a few inches of his cock sticking out. I looked up at him, and he was focusing on the TV, trying not to draw attention to himself. We heard the door squeak, and Brenda was coming out of her room, so Dante lowered the blanket over himself.

After Brenda passed through the living room into the kitchen, Dante leaned over to me and whispered so softly that it was barely the sound of breath, “come into my room tonight after everyone is asleep and I can tell you more about boy privates.”

The next few hours went by terribly slow, but at 10pm, I got out of bed, armed with the lie that I was just heading to the bathroom, and made it to Dante’s door. I entered quietly and made sure to gently shut the door behind me. Dante was wearing what he had been wearing earlier, and he told me to crawl into the lower bunk of his bed near the wall, so that if anyone walked into his room, they wouldn’t see me. I did as he said, and he crawled in after me.

It was a small bed, and we were pretty close as we both laid our heads on his pillow. He began to whisper, “okay, so we can’t move too much because the bed creaks and we have to whisper because my mom will hear us.” I nodded and whispered “okay”.

He continued, “a penis has two stages: soft and hard” and adjusted himself in the bed, saying, “it’s soft right now, reach down and touch it”. I reached down and touched his squishy soft cock, and Dante said, “yeah, just like that, now pet it and it will grow and get hard”.

I rubbed it and petted it, and it got hard pretty quick. I already knew most of what he was telling me, but him thinking that he was teaching me was giving me a chance to play with his cock. He then said, “When a cock gets hard it means that a guy is ready to squirt this special white stuff that makes guys feel good and that girls really like.”

“So first I want you to scoot down under the blanket until your mouth is in front of my penis,” he said, and I did what he said, scooting down until his cock touched my chin. He had pulled his pants down below his butt, so his whole package was out. He said, “okay, I want you to put your mouth over the tip and I’m going to move it in and out of your mouth, so just hold your head still”.

I put my mouth over his cock head and locked my lips right behind the rim of his cock head. He began to slowly pump his hips back and forth, letting his cock gently touch the back of my throat and then withdrawing. The salty taste was back, and I was loving it. “Okay, come back up here,” he said, and I let his cock slide out of my mouth and wiggled back up.

He then started to fumble with my panties, getting his hand under the waist band and over my slit. “Now there are a few places that guys like to squirt their white stuff: in a girl’s mouth, in a girl’s butt hole, in a girl’s vagina or all over the girl’s body. Girl’s are supposed to want guys to give them their white stuff,” he said, his fingers moving inside me. “Do you want to try to get some of my white stuff?” I nodded, trying not to seem too eager.

“Now a guy can only let out white stuff once every few hours and sometimes only once a day,” he said, his fingers moving faster. “A penis can make a girl feel really good pretty much anywhere but girls really love a penis to touch their vagina and go inside it.” He pulled down the front of my panties and moved his hips forward until his cock was touching the top of my slit.

“You just try to lay still and I’ll do all of the movement so we stay quiet,” he said, wrapping his arm around me and holding me close. My face was pressed to his chest as he pushed his dick against my pussy lips. I was so wet that his cock slid between my legs easily, and he humped me slowly, his cock gliding over my clit making me cum.

When he asked if it felt good, I nodded my head against his chest, lost in pleasure. He said, “oh, your doing so good, you are going to make me squirt,” and pumped a few more times. I felt a hot wave of cum splash all over my pussy, and his continued humping left my pussy smeared with his fluid. I was content, my body still feeling the effects of his touch.

As I walked into the house, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. It had been three weeks since my last encounter with Dante, and I was eager to see where our relationship would go. I made my way to the bathroom, eager to get ready for the night ahead.

Just as I was about to leave the bathroom, I heard a faint noise behind me. I turned to see Dante leaning in the doorway, a sly smile spreading across his face. He was wearing a t-shirt and jogging pants, and my eyes were drawn to the bulge in his pants.

“I was thinking I could continue teaching you more about intimacy tonight,” he said, his eyes locked on mine. I nodded eagerly, feeling a rush of excitement at the prospect of what was to come.

He lifted his shirt, revealing his hard cock, and I felt myself getting distracted. “I was thinking we could try something a little different tonight,” he said, his voice low and husky.

The next night, I snuck into Dante’s room, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation. He was lying in bed, a sly smile spreading across his face. “Tonight, I want to try something a little more adventurous,” he said, his eyes locked on mine.

“I want to make your vagina feel good, while you make my cock feel good,” he said, his voice low and husky. I nodded eagerly, feeling a rush of excitement at the prospect of what was to come.

He had me take off my panties and kneel over his face, and I felt a rush of pleasure as he licked my pussy. He sucked my cock at the same time, and I felt a sense of pure ecstasy wash over me.

As we continued to explore each other’s bodies, I felt a sense of freedom and release that I had never experienced before. We moved together in perfect sync, our bodies entwined in a dance of pleasure and desire.

At one point, he had me lay on my back, and he climbed on top of me, his cock pressed against my slit. He humped me gently, his body moving in time with mine, and I felt a sense of pure pleasure wash over me.

“I want to try something,” he said, his voice low and husky. “If it hurts, you have to be quiet. You can tell me to stop, but you have to be quiet, because if we get caught, I won’t be able to teach you anymore.” I nodded eagerly, feeling a sense of trust and excitement.

He lined his cock up with my pussy, and I felt a sense of trepidation mixed with excitement. “I’m going to go slow,” he whispered, and I felt him push inside me, slowly at first, but then picking up speed.

I felt a sense of pure pleasure wash over me, my body clamping down around him as he moved in and out of me. I felt a sense of release, of freedom, and of pure ecstasy, and I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be.

The next night, I snuck into Dante’s room, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation. He was lying in bed, a sly smile spreading across his face. “Tonight, I want to try something a little different,” he said, his eyes locked on mine.

“I want to play with your pussy and ass,” he said, his voice low and husky. I nodded eagerly, feeling a rush of excitement at the prospect of what was to come.

He had me lay on my stomach, and he began to lick my ass, probing me with his tongue. I felt a sense of pure pleasure wash over me, and I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be.

Once he had finished playing with my ass, he climbed on top of me, his legs straddling my thighs. He entered my pussy from behind, and I felt a sense of pure pleasure wash over me.

“I’ve been watching some adult videos,” he said, his voice low and husky. “This is called ‘prone bone,’ and all you have to do is lay flat on your stomach.” I nodded eagerly, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation.

He rubbed his cock head over my ass hole, and then slowly down until he was lined up with my pussy hole. He started to push, and I felt a sense of pure pleasure wash over me.

As he humped me from behind, I felt a sense of pure ecstasy wash over me. I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be, and I felt a sense of trust and excitement with Dante.

“You’re my secret girlfriend now,” he whispered in my ear, his voice low and husky. “You can’t tell anyone, or you won’t be allowed over here.” I nodded eagerly, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation.