Surprisingly understanding

My words still hang in the air and none of us said something until a big smile grows on my stepdaughters face.

"I'm really glad you are honest with me. As I said before, I really hate liars and you would have lost a lot of standing in my eyes." ('Ok, it seems that I told her I want to fuck her is less bad than lying.') She looks at me inquiringly. "But you didn't answer all my questions. How often have you jerked off while thinking about me? And don't even try to tell me you don't masturbate. I know your sexlife is mostly not existing anymore and a guy has his needs, am I right? So, how often?" ('It seems everyone knows about the problems in my marriage. How many people did Mary tell about it?')

I know she will not let me off the hook without an answer. "I don't know and that's really no lie. But I have done it. Very often to be honest, but I didn't count." I blush more and more and I'm sure my face will never have a normal color again.

"Ok, that was that. Not very surprising. Now about imagining fucking me while you fucked mom. You have done that too, am I right?" She looks at me, not a hint of accusation in her gaze, just eagerly waiting for my answer.

"Do we really have to talk about that?" I try to bring our discourse into another direction, away from me. "Would you ask your dad such questions too? I'm sure Mike..."

"Mike?" Laura bursts out laughing. "Do you really think that dumb ass is my dad? You are even more clueless than I would have thought." Obviously I said something very amusing, because she can't stop laughing.

"What do you mean Mike is not your dad? Is this some sick joke?" I'm getting a little angry at her, for telling me such nonsense.

"I am a cuckoo child. Mom told Mike she got pregnant from him, but it was simply a lie. I'm just the result of one of her countless affairs. Who knows, maybe you are my biological father." When she tells me this, a shadow of sadness lies on her face. Not about me possibly being her father, but the lack of knowing who he is. "It seems Mike had a suspicion after he found out she cheated on him again and secretly made a paternity test. I overheard their argument before he kicked us out of his house and this was very important to him."

"Mary never told me..." Her story stuns me so much, I need a moment to arrange my thoughts and so she interrupts me before I can finish my sentence.

"Mom didn't tell you a lot of things. Do you really believe her that she sleeps at a friend tonight? I bet she gets fucked just this moment by some random stud. She cheated on Mike all the time, one of the many reasons for their divorce. Do you really think it will be different with you? That you are so special?" There is something in her gaze I can't quite gauge. Pity? Sympathy?

"This can't be true. She is one of the nicest persons I know. Just today she wrote me that she loves me, despite a big mistake I made." ('That's all a lie. It must be a lie. Mary wouldn't cheat on me. Mike cheated on her and she wanted to leave him, but he kicked them out, after an argument about it. That's how Mary told it to me. Laura probably got it wrong when she listened them. She was just a child of thirteen years, she must have misunderstood it.')

"Andrew, you just have the worst knowledge of human nature, that's all. She is a blender. At first she is kind and caring and I even believe her she really loves you. But then she gets bored and searchs her next kick by fucking a stranger in the toilet of a shady bar." She sees my disappointment and softly lays a hand on my knee. "Andrew, you are a nice guy. A pervert, who longs for his teenage stepdaughter, but nonetheless a nice guy. So let me tell you, my mother loves sex. You experienced it yourself. You fucked her countless times over the last years, often several times a day. Don’t deny it, this walls are thinner than you think. And some months ago it suddenly stopped, without any hint. Do you really think she suddenly lost her interest in sex? Or is it more likely that she fucks with someone else? Someone who fucks here better, who is more experienced, who could make her moan like you never could." ('Damn, this girl knows how to shatter a guys self-consciousness.')

"Fuck!" When I realize she probably speaks the truth, tears start to fill my eyes. ('Mary cheats on me! She fucks around behind my back since months, since this damned office barbecue. Did she met someone there, while I was unconscious from being drunk? But all the others were women, Felix hadn't started his practicum back then. Aside from that I pressume he would have prefered a guy instead of Mary. Was there someone else? Perhaps someone from the catering firm. There where some well-built young black man. That's it, it must have been one of them. If she fell for a younger man, a handsome stud, I could forgive her. At least if it's just an affair and has no meaning for her. If no feelings are involved.')

"You really think about forgiving her, am I right?" ('Damned, this girl can read me like a book.') "Why? Does she have a magical cunt?"

"That's.. I... She still..." I take a deep breath. "I made mistakes too. I can't judge her."

"No way! Mr. Niceguy got his hands dirty? Whom did you fuck? Did I know her?" Laura seems honestly interested, even afluttered, not judgemental as she asks.

"Our trainee gave me a blowjob today." My confession is only a quiet whisper. I'm ashamed to tell her, but I don’t want to lie either.

"Is she hot?" She asks curiously. "Where did you do it? How did she seduce you? How did it feel?" So many embarrassing questions.

"At first, she is a guy." Another barely audible answer from me and anxious I await her reaction.

For a moment I fear her eyes may pop out of her head. "You are gay? Or more likely bisexual?" Again she is not judging, she is just curious.

"I'm not sure myself. It’s our trainee. He is what they call a femboy and looks more like a girl than a guy so I'm still confused. It felt nice when we kissed." ('Why did I tell her all this details? Perhaps because I need to talk about it? To organize my thoughts?')

"Wohoo! You kissed? So it wasn't just a naughty session in the toilet? Do you like him?" She is so inquisitive it's refreshing. After all she is just a teenager, even if she is eighteen and counts as an adult.

"To be honest it was in the restrooms. I don't know, I never really thought about him in that way before. Today it was only sexual, no emotions involved. I just needed a relief and he was there and offered to help me out."

"Did you touch him too? Or did you even return the favor?" She seems very interested about me touching another guys junk. That's a little bit weird, in addition to our whole talking.

"No. Perhaps I would have touched him, but he wears a chastity cage. That's something a man..." She interrupts me laughing as I try to explain it to her.

"I know what chastity cage is. How old do you think I am? Five?" Laura is really amused about me. "So, how did it feel? Did he do all the work?"

"I was very insecure at first to be honest." ('Should I really tell her this?') "But then I grabbed his head and fucked his throat until I came."

"Fuck that's hot." She shifts her sitting position. "Did you do any more?"

"Unfortunately not." ('Unfortunately? It seems I can finally admit it to myself. I wanted to fuck his ass. Damned Leyla.') "I was still hard after my climax and he offered me his ass, but a colleague, Leyla, had watched us. She wanted to masturbate while she observes us fucking, but that was to much for me, so I ran away." ('It really feels good to speak about it. Even if it's shameful. ')

"Do you regret it?" There is a sparkling in her eyes when she asks.

"No, it felt really nice and..." I honestly confess to my own astonishment.

"No you idiot. I mean do you regret that you haven't fucked him? I bet your two colleagues regret it." Again she shifts in her suit and I'm sure I saw her nipples got hard under her shirt.

"I think so. It felt great to fuck his throat..." Finally I remember to whom I talk here. "Damn Laura, we really shouldn't talk about this things." I try a parentel voice but miss horribly.

"Why? Although it's already a lot to late for that type of concerns. We are both adults and we can talk about sex, there is nothing to be ashamed of. Listen, we make a deal." She smiles innocently at me. ('It feels like I will make a deal with the devil here.') "We lift the blanket and if you have a boner, you answer all of my questions."

"And if not? What do I have to get out of this?" ('Somehow I have to win some time, because I'm so fucking hard right now. Think about something else Andrew. A visit at the dentist. My grandmas bloatings. Tax returns. Algebra.')

"If not, you can fuck my throat like you did with your sweet femboy today. And after I swallowed your cum, you may deflower my tight asshole." She grins at me, knowing her words will have quite an effect on me and before I can protest, she pulls the blanket away.

"No, wait..." But its already to late. My boner is clearly visible in my pants and I have no chance to hide it. ('Damn it, the thoughts about my grandma really helped, but when Laura put the thoughts about her sucking my dick in my head, I lost any control over my hardness.')

"I have won." Laura happily admits. "So we can continue. I think you still haven't answered my last question. Have you ever imagined fucking me while you fucked my mom?"

"Yes." I simply confess between clenched teeth, accepting my defeat. "Wait, why am I the only one who has to answer questions? That's not really fair."

"Ok, fine, you are right." My stepdaughter thinks for a moment. "How about we play truth or dare? And since you already answered some questions, I will begin. In addition, as a reward for your honesty so far, I even choose dare." She looks at me smiling and I smile back. ('I know how to end this dumb game in a few seconds. I just have to give her a dare, she would never do.')

"Take off your shirt and stay topless for the rest of the day." She is frozen in her moments and a grin appears on my face when I know I have won this silly game.

"Wouldn't have thought you have the guts to start like this, but two can play this game." With a qick motion she pulls the shirt over her head. For a second I see her black panties beneath her flat stomach before she crumbles the shirt to a ball and puts it in front of her pussy. After that, I’m distracted anyway by her firm, young breasts with their hard nipples, which Laura brazenly thrusts toward me. "It seems you like what you see perv." She laughs and points at the tent in my pants and the little wet spot that has build there.

"I'll take truth." ('Damn, I hadn't thought she would be so cold blooded. Well, next time I get you my dear.')

"That's so lame, but fine." Absentmindedly her thumb plays with her right nipple, her gaze fixated on my crotch. "Oh, I know. How many women have you fucked in your life?"

('Fuck, that's so embarrassing.') The redness on my cheeks gets deeper as I answer. "Just your mom."

"No way! She deflowered you? When you were teens, right? Your first and only big love?" She seems really surprised I haven't fucked around more.

"No, it was...Hey, it's my turn. So truth or dare?" Hopefully I can distract her with my question.

"Ok spoilsport, I take dare again. Give me your worst." My stepdaughter throws me a challenging gaze and winks.

('Undressing was to harmless to make her quit, but she will never do my next task. I just do that to end the game. I never want her to do this for real, right?') "I dare you to take a selfie with my cock in your mouth and send it to Tracy. And your mom." ('I really don't know why I added that to the dare. I must have gone crazy from all the blood accumulated in my penis and not in my brain anymore.')

"Do you know how much mom will hate this? Fuck I love your depraved mind." She grabs her phone from the table and slips right next to me. "You know you have to take off your pants for this?" One of her hands slides past the waistband of my pants, while the other opens my belt and buttons. I simply nod and lift my ass from the couch, so she can pull down my trousers. "Hm, circumcised." Laura ties her hair in a ponytail and bows down without hesitation, her face only a few inches away from my leaking dick. Another drop of precum has build at the tip and she collects it with her indexfinger, watching it closely before licking it off. "The taste is not bad either." ('How cool-headed is this girl? I thought this task would break her, but she seems to enjoy it. She just licked my precum. Her lips will be wrapped around my shaft in a few seconds.') My dick jumps in anticipation and Laura just giggles. Her head rests on my stomach, while her lips get closer to my dick. With her left hand she guides my tip into her mouth and makes some selfies with her right, while my shaft lays on her tongue. It’s really a shame, she spits my cock out after she made the fotos. She must have noticed my disappointment. Giggling she reminds me. "If you wanted me to swallow your cum, you should have dared me to do that." She sticks her tongue out to me before leaning against my chest. Showing me her phone screen, she scrolls to the pictures she made. "What do you think is the hottest? I like this one." It's one where she makes an aheago face and it's so fucking hot, I fear my brain will melt.

"Ahm, yeah that's great." I heavily gulp as she opens her messenger and opens her last chat with Tracy. "You don't have to do that. You already made your point."

"A dare is a dare. If you didn't want me to send the picture, you shouldn't have dared me to do it." Without hesitation she attaches the picture and clicks on send. It takes only a few seconds until there is a reply from her friend. 'Whore!' with a smiley face. "See she likes it." Another reply, this time with a close up picture of a shaved cunt, the labias spread by two fingers, glistening wet. Laura giggles. "She likes it a lot." She closes the chat and opens another one with her mother.

"That's really going to far now Laura. Your mom..." I clumsily try to stop her.

"Oh she is going to be so angry. Her own fault for leaving you alone with me and cheating on you." She already attached the picture, but before she can press send, I grab the phone from her hand. I'm really angry at Mary, but that is just too much.

"No Laura, stop it. Please, that's enough. We should...Ouch!" Suddenly she forcefully pinched my balls and while I writhe in pain, she grabs her phone back from my fingers.

"Ok, it's done." With a victorious smile she turns to me. "So, truth or dare?"

"You had your fun Laura, now delete the message before your mom sees it." I beg her, trying to get her phone back, but she simply laughs at me, jumps from the couch and runs for the stairs. Hastily I pull up my pants and run behind her. Only now, seeing her back the first time since she took of her shirt, I notice her slip is just a thong. Her buttcheeks are in plain view and its looks almost as if she is completely naked. ('God how much do I love this sight.') She reaches her room before and jumps on her bed giggling. As I enter, heavily breathing, she is laying on her front and wiggles her ass for me, distracting me completely from my task. Laughing she throws me her phone.

"I surrender, I surrender. But it's too late, she has already seen it." After a quick look at her screen, I see it's the horrible truth. Mary even already responded to the picture.