My Step Daughter

(I had to rewrite this chapter because after changing parts of the story, it didn't fit anymore. Please leave your comment if you feel something is not fitting.)

Ellen took her place, facing me.

She straddled me slowly, her hands braced on my shoulders, her face inches from mine. Her breath smelled faintly of me. Her eyes searched my face for something - permission, perhaps, or reassurance.

"Slowly," Rita coached, her hand on Ellen's hip. "Let yourself adjust."

The head of my cock pressed against her. She was impossibly tight. Impossibly hot. Ellen gasped - a high, startled sound - and her fingernails bit into my shoulders.

"Mommy," she whimpered. "Mommy, it's ... this feels so wonderful. Better than my vibrator. So much better."

"I know," Rita murmured. "I know, baby."

Ellen sank lower. Her mouth opened but no sound came out. Her body resisted, then yielded, and I watched her face transform as she took me deep. Her first ever, I felt her inner muscles flutter and stretch around me.

"There," she breathed. "There. Oh god. Oh my god."

She began to move. Tentative at first - tiny rocking motions that barely shifted my depth. Then bolder. Her rhythm was unpracticed but genuine, her body discovering what it wanted in real time. Her breasts bounced with each descent. Her head fell back, exposing the long column of her throat.

Rita's hand slid down her daughter's stomach. Lower. Her fingers found the small, hard nub at the top of Ellen's slit, and Ellen jerked as though she'd been electrocuted.

"Mom - I - "

"Let it happen," Rita said. "Don't fight it."

Ellen's movements became erratic. Desperate. Her inner walls gripped me in pulses that matched the frantic beat of her heart. Her mouth formed words that never quite made it past her lips.

Then she shattered.

Her whole body locked. A sound tore from her throat - raw and surprised and utterly unselfconscious. She collapsed forward against my chest, trembling, her breath hot against my neck.

But Rita was already guiding her off me. "My turn again. Just for a moment."

They switched places with a fluidity that suggested instinct rather than planning. Rita straddled me facing forward this time, her legs wrapping around my waist, her breasts pressing against my chest through the fabric of her blouse. She kissed me - deeply, hungrily - and I reached under her shirt to cup the familiar weight of her.

We moved together. Her mouth never left mine. The kiss deepened as the pressure built, and when she came it was with a full-body shudder and a cry that she poured directly into my lungs.

Ellen was on the floor leaning against the cabinet. Her legs were spread, her fingers working between her thighs, her eyes glazed and fixed on us.

"Come here," Rita said to me, climbing off. "Let her feel it. Finish what we've started."

I went to my knees between Ellen's legs. The tile was cold and hard and I didn't care. Her folds were pink and swollen and wet - so wet - and the dark hair at her mound was the same shade as her mother's. I lowered my mouth to her sex.

The first stroke of my tongue made her gasp. The second made her arch off the floor. Her hand found the back of my head and pressed me closer, and I licked into her the way I'd learned to lick into Rita, finding the rhythm that made her thighs tremble and her breath hitch.

"Inside," she begged. "Please. Please."

Ellen lay back on the floor. I positioned myself at her entrance. Her eyes met mine, and something passed between us that wasn't quite trust but wasn't quite not.

I pushed inside.

She was tighter than Rita. Different. Her body clutched at me in sharp, fluttering pulses, and I had to move slowly - had to let her accommodate me inch by inch. Ellen's mouth opened in a silent scream. Her nails raked down my back.

"Yes," she hissed. "Yes. Fuck. Don't stop."

I didn't stop. I found a languid rhythm, pulling back until I was nearly out of her before sliding home again. Her hips rose to meet me. Her legs wrapped around my waist. The sounds she made were high and breathy and utterly without restraint.

She came with a scream that echoed off the kitchen tiles.

I kept moving. The pressure in my spine was becoming unbearable. I felt the approach of my own release and tried to pull out, but Rita was suddenly behind me, her hand on my lower back, pushing me deeper.

"Stay," she whispered. "Let her feel all of it."

I couldn't have stopped if I'd wanted to. The climax ripped through me with a force that turned my vision white. I emptied into Ellen in long, pulsing surges - one, two, three - and felt her body clench around me again, another orgasm triggered by the heat of my release.

We collapsed together.

For a long moment, the only sound was breathing. Three sets of lungs, each at a different tempo, slowly finding their way back to something like normal.

Ellen untangled herself from me and sat up. Looked down at the evidence of what we'd done, pearling at the seam of her thighs. She touched it with one finger, brought it to her nose, then her tongue. "Hmmm ... nice taste, I really like it ... my first time," she said. Her voice was hushed but steady. "That was so good, I felt you so deep in me ... look - your cum is dripping out of me." A pause. "I'm not on the pill though. But one time shouldn't ... I mean, the chances are low." She looked at me, then at Rita. "Next time, and I hope there'll be a next time ... next time we should use a condom."

She rose to her feet with a dancer's grace, walked to me, and pressed her lips to mine. The kiss was gentle. Almost chaste. The complete opposite of everything that had preceded it.

"Thank you," she whispered against my mouth. "I'm upstairs having a shower ..."

Rita crawled over to me. Put her head against my shoulder. "I don't know what came over me ... over us ... she's my daughter and you are her step dad ... but I loved seeing you ... with her. Don't get me wrong, it was the magic of the moment and should be a one timer. I don't wanna share you."

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Next day, I got up quite early to set off for work because I had to attend a meeting. Rita was still asleep.

When I walked into the kitchen, Ellen was standing by the open fridge, looking for some yogurt - her preferred breakfast.

"Good morning, Ellen."

She jumped. "Oh, hi Sean. I have a meeting at college before my lecture starts. Melanie, Crissy, and Meredith... and Leroy... we’re preparing for our bachelor’s exams together."

"Oh, good - teamwork. Who's Leroy?"

"Leroy? He's just a fellow student, a friend. The girls thought it a good idea to have one male student in our group. Melanie asked him in ... I think she has an eye on him ... maybe she's sleeping with him ... I don't know ... she says she doesn't, but he's around her all the time."

"Well, I think that is her own business. You sound like you like him yourself ...?"

"Hmmm ... he's really good looking ... I do like when he's around ... but I never would start anything with him as long as he's with Melanie."

"So, ask her! Maybe you get to know ... why wait?"

"You're right. I'm gonna ask her right away. I must be leaving ... meeting ... you know?"

"Yeah, me to ... have a nice day. See you in the evening."

"See you then ... by the way: Is it ok if I ask the group or some of them over here?" Ellen asked on our way to the door.

"That's okay with me and Rita certainly wouldn’t mind either. Bye," I replied before leaving the house.

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The whole atmosphere in the house was so different. Rita hummed along to the radio almost constantly and moved with a spring in her step. Her good mood was truly infectious.

Ellen, too, had been in good spirits lately... no longer the sour-tempered shrew of years past.

When I got home on Wednesday, Rita was on the sofa in the living room, completely absorbed in her tablet. She didn't look up, but greeted me: "Hi, honey. Let me just finish ... this story is ... what can I say ... 'arousing' is an understatement..."

I let her, went to the fridge and poured me a glass of milk.

A few minutes later Rita's arms wrapped around me from behind. "Sorry I let you wait ... but I just wasn't able to stop reading! It got me all wet ... I really love these stories ... maybe I should write our story and publish it. Oh, by the way, Ellen has Melanie and some guy in her room - they’re preparing for an exam tomorrow."

I called loud, "Hey Ellen, we're ordering pizza - do you and your friends want something from the Italian too?"

It took a brief moment - we could hear muffled voices - then the door opened and Ellen replied: "Yes, please. Two Verdura-Salads and a Quattro-Stagioni for Leroy ... thanks." The door closed again without her having shown herself.

I placed the order and was told that it would likely take about 60 minutes.

Rita and I sat on the couch and watched the news.

After a while we heard noices from behind ... Rita looked at me, "You hear that?"

The sound that came from Ellen's room was becoming louder and more regular. A mixture of something pushing against the wall and some moaning ... becoming louder and louder.

Rita grinned at me. "They really are 'studying' ... hearing them makes me horny ... I must see ... I must! It's just a few days since she had her first ... and now she's having a threesome with Melanie and her black boyfriend ... I must see them in action!" with that she stood and walked over to Ellen's door.

I followed behind.

Rita opened the door silently. The view we were presented was pure porn. All three of them were completely naked. Leroy was lying on his back; Melanie had her pussy over his face and was moaning while he licked her.

Ellen was riding him backwards facing our way, her eyes closed. With Leroy’s black cock deep inside her pussy, she seemed to be enjoying it immensely. Suddenly she opened her eyes and realized us. She didn't stop - she smiled at us and intensified her ride. She lay back a little to show her pussy ridding Leroy's big black cock, wearing a condom.

Rita closed the door and turned to me. Her hand felt my crotch. "That's just what I need ... come."

We like ran to our bedroom and started fucking the moment we closed the door behind us not bothering about our clothes. I just pushed her panty aside and my cock inside.

"Oh man, seeing Ellen's pussy around that black cock really got me going ... I really got jealous ... that cock ... it looked so beautiful in my little girl's pussy ... oh how I would've loved being in her place ..." Rita whispered while I fucked her.

Hearing her talk like that made me even harder.

"Rita, I know what you mean ... the sight of the three of them fucking was absolutely enticing. Did you see that other girl ... wow what a sight ... I would have loved to join in ..."

I pushed into my wife a few more times and started cumming ...

Rita's back arched on the bed as she came herself.

We finished tangled on the bed, my release cooling in the crease of her thigh. Neither of us moved to clean up.

"In two days is Friday," I said into the quiet. "Are you okay with going back to Alex?"

She turned her head on the pillow. Her eyes were sleepy but bright.

"I certainly am. Can't wait ... I need to tell him something."

"What?"

"That his hypnosis didn't work at all. And yet somehow, I've changed completely." She laughed, low and warm. "He's probably going to be so confused."

Downstairs the door bell rang ... Pizza ...