Ask about her experiences..

Carl being the perv that he is wanted to know more about Steffi's sexual experiences. He couldn't just dive straight in though - he didn't want her to run a mile just yet.

"So Steffi, have you ever kissed a boy?" he asked.

Steffi looked embarrassed. She didn't really want to answer this, but she remembered the diary.

"Well, I've been pulled if that's what you mean..." Steffi responded. It was true, Mike Davies from school had kissed her at the Christmas ball. She'd loved the feeling of his tongue in her mouth but had been scared to go any further for fear of being labelled a tramp.

"Have you ever seen a boy naked?" Carl asked. Steffi didn't like where this was going.

"Ermm.. no. Why would I want to see any guy naked?" Steffi retorted. Although secretly she longed to see her step father naked.

"Well, it's your lucky day. I'm going to take my clothes off for you. Lock the door for me first though." Carl said. He started unbuckling his trousers and slid them off, exposing his fully erect boner making a tent in his boxers.

Steffi stared, shocked at the forwardness Carl was displaying. She seemed to go on automatic, not really thinking about what she was doing as she locked the door to her bedroom. Carl continued to strip his clothes until he was completely naked. His 8 inch cock glistened from the precum he'd been seeping for the past half an hour.

"Well, what do you think. Have you ever seen a real cock before?" Carl asked, proud of his man meat.

"...ermm.. no... this isn't right... you know I'm not taking my clothes off right..." Steffi began.

"Don't worry - I just want to help in your education... " Carl was going to fuck this chick - he just hadn't really planned out how yet. "Why don't you come sit next to me?"

Steffi tentatively sat next to Carl. She had to admit, he wasn't bad looking. He shared a lot of his dad's physique, having kept himself well in shape.