A Day at Home

The next morning Lily awoke still glowing from the night before. After their apple picking date, her and Jake had parked the car in one of their old haunts— a parking lot of a nondescript office building, totally abandoned come 5 o’clock. She isn’t sure how long exactly, but they must have spent several hours blowing off the pent up tension from their weeks apart. Mark had arrived the night before, and had gone to sleep off the travel fatigue well before Lily arrived back home. Lily bounced down the stairs in nothing but one of Jake’s old shirts, long enough to imply the presence of clothes beneath, Lily being the only one to know better.

She reached the bottom of the stairs and the whole family was up. Her little sister still groggy in her PJ’s, her mother patting the creases out of the jacket of her pants suit she wore for work, and her step dad busy at the stove making breakfast for everyone. Then there was another.

“Mark!” Lily squealed running into a tight bear hug.

“Hey Lil, good to see you!” Mark greeted her.

The man who wrapped his arms around her now was much different than the step brother she had seen two years before. Growing up, Mark had always been tall and lanky. Gangly by some accounts. But clearly the two years on the east coast had done him well, he had filled out and wore an impressive new physique. He wasn’t bodybuilder ripped or anything, but masculine in a way that looked good on him.

“Jeez have you been working out?” Lily asked. Mark only smiled at the implied compliment.

“He looks good huh?” Robert said into the pan of scrambled eggs he was working on.

“Lovergirl Lily would swoon if she saw him now!” Her mother laughed in a familial tease.

Lily blushed remembering her childhood nickname ‘Lovergirl Lily’. She was nine years old and was only just beginning to question the prevalence of ‘cooties’ in the male population. She latched onto Mark as a first crush. It was an innocent crush, based more on proximity and closeness in age than anything else. She would follow Mark around and try to ingratiate herself when he had friends over, make him artwork during craft time in class. It was cute, childish, wholly innocent. Still, there was some truth to her mother’s ribbing. If it weren’t for the close family relation, Mark was looking like the type of guy that Lily might let take a peak under the oversized tee she was wearing.

The family caught up over breakfast. Mark talked about his job at some big city finance firm. It was Greek to Lily, she didn’t know how it all worked and just assumed that people who worked there spent their whole days rearranging spreadsheets. Mark seemed excited about it though. He was on the bottom of the ladder so he was by no means well off financially, but with a few more certifications and some time he stood to make some serious money. Lily talked about how her first semester was going, how her career goals post college were ever changing. Mark assured her that he changed his mind no less than a thousand times before graduation.

As the breakfast wrapped up and the clink of forks against ceramic became quieter, Lily’s mother stood up announcing that she had to leave for work. She kissed Amy on the forehead, Robert puckering his lips anticipating being next in line. Lily was surprised to see her mother look at him and then turn heel and walk out the door, shouting a warm goodbye to everyone. Robert looked disappointed but not surprised. Lily wondered, only briefly, what that was all about before her mind wrote it off as a simple gaff.

“Alright Ame’s” Lily said to her little sister “go get dressed, I’ll take you to Sierra’s.” Lily had promised the previous day to drive Amy to her friend’s house this morning.

“When you get back home park on the street” Robert told her “Mark and I are going to pull the Christmas decorations out of the garage rafters.” It was a tradition for Robert to decorate the house for Christmas in the days leading up to Thanksgiving.

After dropping off Amy, Lily lounged in bed wondering what to do with her day. Megan was spending the day with Cameron, Jake was catching up with David, she had other friends but it felt like more of a chore to pull herself out of the comfort of her home to see them.

Lily blushed. It felt a bit naughtier knowing David had the picture of her nude and was openly talking about it with Jake, being his best friend and all.

No… fuck you for knowing me so well.

Lily’s heart quickened, the boys were in and out of the house hauling boxes of lights and lawn decorations. The risk only served to excite her, and became a sensation she wanted to chase.

She stripped her clothes off and opened her door just enough to peak out into the hall. Through the window she saw her stepdad on a ladder, hanging lights outside.

The taunt hit her competitive nerve. She wasn’t going to just roll over and be seen as weak. She tried to silently slip out of her room, as if Robert could hear her from outside. Every movement felt dangerous, arousing. She had rarely, if ever, felt the air of her hallway on her naked skin and it made her tingle. She was also hyper aware of Robert in the corner of her eye through the window. Every shift or movement from him made her ears hot and caused her to snap her head making sure she hadn’t been seen.

God that phrase. It amplified her thrill, only making her even more wet at the bad things she was doing. She wondered what would happen if Robert had caught her, if he would say anything, if he’d stare, if he’d like what he saw…

That’s gross, he’s my step dad…

Her phone buzzed with the next dare. This time she was to take a selfie nude in the living room. With Robert up on the ladder, she only had to worry about Mark catching her. She figured the risk was low as he was busy with decorations too.

This fact by no means made the act less exciting. Every sound the house made and every sound from outside made her heart speed faster. Nearing the bottom of the stairs she peered around, making sure the coast was clear. Her thighs rubbed together and she felt how wet this all was making her.

Just as she hit send she heard door latch click. Her heart dropped into her stomach and she froze briefly.

“Fucking splinters!” Robert yelled to nobody in particular before turning his attention to his son outside “I’ll be right back, I’m gonna grab some tweezers from my room!”

Lily’s parent’s room was on the third floor, coincidentally the only other bedroom on that floor was Lily’s own. She bolted up the stairs, essentially racing Robert. She knew if she moved too fast then it would draw suspicion, and moving too slow would risk her being discovered. Robert’s footsteps up the stairs seemed to echo in her ears. Finally she reached the top landing and slipped into her room, trying to silently shut her door just in time. She thought she heard Robert mutter something to himself as he passed her bedroom but she couldn’t quite make it out. She stood behind the door, her heart still racing and her arousal dripping down her leg.

Bzzzz

Lily was in disbelief at her next dare. It was so wrong, but fuck… she really wanted to do it. She waited until she heard Robert’s steps back down the stairs. She quickly fumbled around her underwear drawer, her fingers finding the prize easily as if she had done it a hundred times— because she had. She slipped out of her room and tiptoed over to her parent’s bedroom, her mind melting in anticipation of the dirty, reckless, behavior she was about to perform.

She set her phone up on her parent’s dresser and set the camera on a timer. She was beaming with nervous excitement.

She did, because she was considering it already herself. And Jake’s dirty talk wasn’t helping.

She leaned back, sliding the dildo along her wet folds over and over again winding herself tightly. She could hear the boys talking outside and even though it proved that they were still outside, it only made her fear being caught more and more. Her parent’s room filled with soft moans as the dildo ran over clit and back, repeating the steady motion over and over. She knew what she wanted. She wanted to bring herself to orgasm in her parent’s bed. It was the only way to snuff the flame that the days risky adventures had lit within her. But she had to do it fast, or risk being caught. While the idea was rather exciting, it came with a lot more baggage than simply feeding her exhibitionist appetite.

She grabbed her phone and quickly opened it, typing her favorite porn site into the search. Not once did she waiver by teasing herself with the plastic cock between her legs. It was huge, bought as a joke by Megan, and Lily didn’t expect to actually put it to use when she grabbed it. Lily was laid back on her parent’s bed, thinking about how many times each of them had been brought to orgasm in this very spot, and how without their knowledge their little girl was about to cum in the very place they sleep. The boldness of her actions only made her more brave, and she decided to see how much of the massive silicon cock she could take.

She scrolled through the home page of the porn website, not satisfied with the thumbnails or titles of any of the videos so far. Until…

‘STEPDAD CATCHES NAUGHTY DAUGHTER WITH DILDO— SHOWS HER WHAT A REAL DICK IS LIKE’

Without thinking she tapped the video, perhaps a subconscious fantasy surfacing. The video began much like her own escapade. She half watched the video and half pictured Robert walking in and seeing her spread eagle on his bed with a gargantuan dildo pressed against her.

As the actor in the video discovered the lithe actress, Lily imagined her and Robert in their place. The first time she had ever thought of him while indulging this taboo fantasy. As the ‘daddy’ in the video pressed himself into the girl, Lily took the challenge of pushing the dildo inside her.

“Fuck, daddy!” she moaned as if she had no control over her words or thoughts.

She was surprised at how well she was able to take the fake cock. With how wet she was and how worked up she had become, it slid in relatively easily. The stretch burned, but in such an intoxicating way that it only drove Lily to fuck herself harder. She wondered if Robert’s dick would make her feel similar, having heard the myths of ‘daddy dick’.

She screamed out in pleasure, no longer aware of the world outside her parent’s bedroom. As she stretched herself with the dildo her mind went blank, the porn video filling in the gaps and causing her to picture her own stepdad between her legs pounding her tight pussy.

The danger, the taboo nature of her thoughts, the unreal feeling from the dildo— it was all too much. Lily exploded with pleasure, crumpling over, her pussy forcing the large invader out with a mighty squeeze. She turned over, lying face down on the bed as she tried to collect herself. The fabric against her bare nipples and the faint scent of her stepfather creating a conflicted cocktail of self reflection. What’s wrong with me? She thought. He’s your step dad, that’s disgusting. But fuck that was intense.

She heard one of the doors open downstairs and quickly snapped back to reality. She couldn’t be found like this, especially here. She snatched the dildo up and leapt off the bed, nearly collapsing as her knees trembled from the orgasm that was still fresh on the memory of her skin. She headed back to her room.

WHAT? Lily knew that Jake would probably be showing the pictures to David but this whole time she thought it was Jake masterminding everything, typing her encouragements and praise. It was David all along? The realization sent a fresh wave of arousal through her, something new and breathtaking.