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Daddy's cute stepdaughters have grown up into sexy young women, and they want the men they love most to pop their cherries! These 3 sizzling-hot stories will make you bust a nut as two best friends succumb to their stepfathers' charm (and incredible bodies!), then decide to trade partners in a ball-busting orgy on Christmas Eve--while their horny teenage neighbors spy on them through the window!~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~From "Daddy's Eager Virgin:""Where did you get that thing, anyway?" Shut up, you idiot! You do not want to go there!"What, my Lifelike Waterproof Variable-Speed Pleasure Pulser?" Even saying the absurd name made Sam laugh. "I ordered it online, fromah, a magazine that I found."Byron's eyes narrowed. "One of mine."She blushed suddenly, and busied herself with scrubbing the first dirty plate. "Well, yeah. I was putting away your clean shirts, and it fell off the shelf. And it looked so interesting that I spent a really long time looking through it." She darted a quick glance in his direction. "I never knew that there were so many ways to make a baby."He wanted to be mad at her. But what was the point? It was done.Had her school done any kind of birds-and-bees class?Oh, nonsense, she'd lived on the farm all her life. She knew more about animal breeding than any hundred city kids.But animal breeding was leagues apart from human mating. "Sex isn't just for making babies. But I wouldn't take those magazines too seriously," he advised with another hot flush. "They make it seem...well, more than it really is.""Oh." She thought about that for a moment. "That's too bad. Because it looks like lots of fun.""Oh, it can be!" Then Byron mentally kicked himself. The last thing he should be doing was encouraging her, especially when his hormones were standing straight up and singing the Hallelujah Chorus!Sam tried to concentrate on the dishes, but it was tough because her pulse was starting to race with excitement...just the way she felt whenever she pored over his x-rated magazines."Do you like doing it?" she asked over her shoulder, and felt heat rise to her cheeks.Byron choked back a wry laugh. "The last time I had sex was when your mother was still alive. I hardly even remember anymore!" But oh, his rigid shaft wanted to race down Memory Lane and take the checkered flag!"The first time I used my Pulser, it felt so strange that I got scared." Her admission was low and a little nervous. "My heart felt like it was going to pound right out of my chest, and it was hard to breathe.""Did it hurt?""What?" She swiveled around to look at him. He was still leaning against the doorframe, but his deep-set eyes were following her every movement. The hot tingling quivers inside her belly began to spread."The first time you..." He was skating too close to the edge again, and gruffly cleared his throat. "Did it hurt?"She blinked a few times, then realized what he was asking. A bashful grin curved her lips. "Yeah, more than I'd expected. But it doesn't anymore. And when I do it the other way, it's a kind of stretchy hurt at first, but then it just feels good."A stretchy hurt?Jesus God, his baby girl liked anal sex! Byron's chest began to constrict as his shaft swelled in hot waves.

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Stepdaddy’s Horny Virgins #1

By Pornelope

Artwork by Moira Nelligar

Copyright 2018 @ Pornelope

~~ All characters in this book are over 18. ~~

Stepdaddy’s Eager Virgin

By Pornelope

Artwork by Moira Nelligar

A strange buzzing noise caught Byron’s attention as he climbed the old farmhouse’s rickety stairs, and he frowned in confusion. The farm had been in his family for five generations. He was used to all of its creaks, groans, and bangs. But he’d never heard it buzz before!

The sound was coming from somewhere down the long hallway.

Samantha’s bedroom?

Relief almost made him laugh. Of course. She was probably just using his electric razor to shave her legs again. Even though he’d told her not to. Repeatedly.

He almost turned away, because it just wasn’t worth fighting over, especially since he’d already decided to buy a new razor for himself, and just let her have his old one.

No, damn it. A rule was a rule. How was a man supposed to maintain any control over his headstrong teenage stepdaughter if he couldn’t enforce even the simplest rules?

Sighing, he turned the worn brass doorknob. Her bedroom door opened without a sound.

Sam wasn’t using his razor to shave her legs. She was lying naked on her bed, rocking feverishly back and forth, with a buzzing vibrator buried deep in her pretty trimmed pussy.

Holy Christ!

Byron’s dozing cock jolted to rock-hard attention so violently that his knees almost buckled…and before he could do more than gasp in dazed shock, raging passion exploded from the swollen crest in a hot, wet rush.

Sam’s sudden ecstatic cry muffled his strangled moan, and her slender back arched in the most erotic ballet he’d ever seen. His chest began to heave with reaction.

No no no no no! Don’t let her see you!

Damned right he didn’t want her to see him, not like this! Not when his tongue was hanging halfway down his chest, and his thudding cock was clawing at his zipper for release!

Somehow he managed to close the door without being noticed. And then he simply fell back against the cool wall, and panted for breath.

When had Maria’s baby girl blossomed into such a sexy young woman? She’d been a tomboy with scabbed knees and shaggy black hair for so many years that he hadn’t even realized how she was growing up!

Well, he sure knew now!

And every time he looked at her, from this day forward, he was going to see her gorgeous curving body writhing in sensual ecstasy.

Heat rocketed through his lean body, and centered in his aching groin. He groaned in agony as his cock rose again, hard and eager, and began to throb in time with his racing pulse.

He’d always figured that he and Sam were about as close as a stepfather and stepdaughter could get. Best friends, able to tell each other anything. It was an appalling shock to realize that he wanted to be a whole helluva lot closer to her…intimately close!

That simply wouldn’t do. No, that simply wouldn’t do at all.

Byron closed his eyes, sucked in a deep breath, and fought to slow his racing heart.

The soft buzzing sound had stopped.

Was she still laying naked on the bed, relaxing in the fuzzy afterglow of a hot, strong climax?

God, he had to stop thinking like this!

Before she could wander out and find him panting in the hallway, he forced his leaden feet into motion. His own room was at the other end of the shadowed corridor. He managed to stagger through his door and close it before his shaking legs gave way.

An instant later, his pants were around his ankles, and his hand was wrapped around his long rigid cock. And he was pumping away like a madman.

* * * * *

He’d never been uncomfortable around Sam before. But tonight he was. All his senses were humming, and his palms were sweaty. Every movement she made seemed to arrow right down into his pulsing cock, until it was so hard and heavy that he could barely even breathe.

“You okay, Dad?” Sam peered at him from her end of the big dining table. “You’re not getting sick, are you?”

Was horniness a sickness? A madness, certainly. And he was going crazy-mad from all the wild fantasies spinning through his sick, twisted brain!

“No, I’m…” He had to clear his throat before his voice emerged normally. “I’m fine. Just got a lot on my mind.”

He hadn’t dated in years. Obviously he was overdue. If he didn’t find some pretty girl who’d help him relieve this nerve-shredding tension, he wasn’t going to be responsible for the consequences!

The singles scene was risky, though. And he didn’t really enjoy drinking in a bar, anyway. So that left, what? Online dating? Talk about insanity!

Who did he know who might be available, and open to the idea of a vigorous all-night bang session?

No one.

This is what you get for turning yourself into a hermit ever since Maria died.

Twelve years was a long time. Surely, if he felt the need for female companionship after all this time, she’d understand?

She’d come back from the grave and haunt him if he laid a single finger on her daughter. Sleeping with another woman, just for the physical release, would be a minor sin in comparison.

But he didn’t want another woman. He only wanted Sam.

God help him.

She was watching him with an expectant look on her face. What had she asked him? Something about summer vacation?

“You really are somewhere else tonight, aren’t you?” She tossed him a baffled smile, then shook her head and rose to clear the table. “Maybe you ought to head up to bed early.”

Bed. Oh, God, how was he ever going to get through the night with that glowing image of her naked, writhing body firmly etched in his vivid imagination?

No matter what, he was not going to say a single word about this afternoon! Not a single word…

“I saw you.” The words erupted before he could choke them back, and he wanted to groan with humiliation. “In your bedroom, when I came in from the fields.”

Sam blinked in surprise. “You did?”

Shuddering, he buried his burning face in his hands. “I didn’t mean to intrude. But I heard a strange sound, and…”

“I didn’t hear you.” Now heat rose to her face, too. “Or see you.”

“I got out again as fast as I could.” He didn’t dare look at her. If he did, she’d see the raging lust in his eyes. And the close bond he’d had with her would be shattered forever.

She hesitated for a long moment, then nervously ventured, “So…you saw…”

“Yeah.” His chest was so tight that he could barely breathe. “I’m sorry, Sam.”

She wasn’t quite sure how to respond. They’d always been best friends, but even so…didn’t talking about sex with your stepfather cross some weird kind of line?

Well, not sex precisely. It wasn’t like she’d smuggled a boy into her room.

Not that she knew any who’d be interested. She was a great shortstop and could ride bareback as well as any of the local boys. But their interest always seemed to end at the locker room door.

That’s why she’d bought that vibrator, after she’d snuck into Byron’s room and looked through all his dirty magazines. And it sure did do a great job whenever she got horny enough to risk using it!

She’d been sure that he was busy in the far field this afternoon…but she must have lost track of time. It was easy to do, when she was experimenting with different positions, and losing herself in the sweet pleasure!

Silently she stacked their dirty dishes into a pile, and started carrying them into the kitchen. Then she stopped, and spun on her heel to face him again. “I’ve never…done it. Not with a boy, I mean.” It seemed imperative that he knew that. “So, you know. You don’t have to worry about that.”

He wasn’t sure if that made things better or worse!

“I don’t think we ought to talk about this,” he muttered, and pushed away from the table.

Sam watched him pace back and forth across the dining room, then rest his head against the door frame. “It’s not right,” she heard him say, in a strange husky voice that seemed to rumble in his chest. “It’s just not right.”

“Okay.” Her voice was very small.

“What?” He spun around then, and blinked at her. “No, not you. I’m sorry, baby, I didn’t mean…”

What did he mean? Even he wasn’t entirely sure.

“Look, it’s just…” He raked trembling fingers through his hair. “You’ve grown up on me overnight, and I don’t think I even realized it until I saw you with that…”

He was skating a little too close to the edge. Flushing, he tried a different tack. “We’ve always been able to talk about anything. And that’s been a good thing, for both of us. But this…well, I think maybe I need some time to get used to the idea. After all, just yesterday you were learning to ride your first bike.” He managed a weak smile.

Suddenly she could see the humor in it. “No, that was day before yesterday,” she quipped. “Yesterday I was graduating from high school.”

“Oh, yeah.” It was easier to relax if he didn’t actually look at her. “My mistake.”

She bit her bottom lip, then lifted one small shoulder in a rueful shrug. “Well, I’m sorry if I grossed you out.”

“Grossed me out?” His eyes widened in surprise. “Believe me, Sam, that’s the last thing you did!”

Now she was confused. “Then why are you so upset?”

“Why?” His pulse began to hammer again. “Because you’re my stepdaughter. And I’m not supposed to even think about how sexy you looked.”

She hadn’t been expecting that, and she blinked several times in startled confusion. “I am?”

Byron choked back a strangled laugh. “Oh, yeah!” And if he didn’t get away from her fast, and go beat off to relieve the aching pressure, he was going to attack her! “If the boys in your school didn’t think so, then they were all blind and stupid!”

Sam thought for a moment. “I don’t think they were blind and stupid,” she finally decided. “They just didn’t see me…as a girl, I guess.”

“Blind and stupid. And brain-dead.”

That made her laugh a little. “I thought, just once, that Herman Scheckler was going to try and kiss me. His pants got real tight, just like yours are.” She waved one small hand toward his throbbing crotch. “But then the teacher came outside…and he never came near me again.”

Byron’s cheeks flamed with embarrassment as his willful cock began to thud against his zipper. Trust her to notice the one thing he’d prayed that she wouldn’t see!

“I’m glad.” Herman Scheckler was a moron. So was his father, and his grandfather. The entire Scheckler clan were brain-dead morons. “He wasn’t good enough for you anyway.”

What a strange conversation they were having! Bemused, Sam gathered up the dishes again, and carried them over to the sink. “Well, he was dating Eliza Milligan, anyway. So I wouldn’t have let him. But I’m sorry I upset you, Dad. I didn’t mean to.”

“Where did you get that thing, anyway?” Shut up, you idiot! You do not want to go there!

“What, my Lifelike Waterproof Variable-Speed Pleasure Pulser?” Even saying the absurd name made her laugh. “I ordered it online, from…ah, a magazine that I found.”

His eyes narrowed. “One of mine.”

She blushed suddenly, and busied herself with scrubbing the first dirty plate. “Well, yeah. I was putting away your clean shirts, and it fell off the shelf. And it looked so interesting that I spent a really long time looking through it.” She darted a quick glance in his direction. “I never knew that there were so many ways to make a baby.”

He wanted to be mad at her. But what was the point? It was done.

Had her school done any kind of birds-and-bees class?

Oh, nonsense, she’d lived on the farm all her life. She knew more about animal breeding than any hundred city kids.

But animal breeding was leagues apart from human mating. “Sex isn’t just for making babies. But I wouldn’t take those magazines too seriously,” he advised with another hot flush. “They make it seem…well, more than it really is.”

“Oh.” She thought about that for a moment. “That’s too bad. Because it looks like lots of fun.”

“Oh, it can be!” Then Byron mentally kicked himself. The last thing he should be doing was encouraging her, especially when his hormones were standing straight up and singing the Hallelujah Chorus!

Sam tried to concentrate on the dishes, but it was tough because her pulse was starting to race with excitement—just the way she felt whenever she pored over his x-rated magazines.

“Do you like doing it?” she asked over her shoulder, and felt heat rise to her cheeks.

Byron choked back a wry laugh. “The last time I had sex was when your mother was still alive. I hardly even remember anymore!” But oh, his rigid cock wanted to race down Memory Lane and take the checkered flag!

“The first time I used my Pulser, it felt so strange that I got scared.” Her admission was low and a little nervous. “My heart felt like it was going to pound right out of my chest, and it was hard to breathe.”

“Did it hurt?”

“What?” She swiveled around to look at him. He was still leaning against the doorframe, but his deep-set eyes were following her every movement. The hot tingling quivers inside her belly began to spread.

“The first time you…” He was skating too close to the edge again, and gruffly cleared his throat. “Did it hurt?”

She blinked a few times, then realized what he was asking. A bashful grin curved her lips. “Yeah, more than I’d expected. But it doesn’t anymore. And when I do it the other way, it’s a kind of stretchy hurt at first, but then it just feels good.”

A stretchy hurt?

Jesus God, Maria’s baby girl liked anal sex! Byron’s chest began to constrict as his cock swelled in hot waves.

“Dad?” She’d abandoned the soapy dishes, and walked across the room to lay a hand on his bare arm. “What’s wrong? They do it that way in your magazines, so I thought it would be okay…”

He sucked in a rasping breath. “It is, if you like doing it. Most women don’t, but…”

“Did Mom?”