Prison Hormones
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About six months ago, my wife and I decided to plan a huge birthday party for our youngest. Her daughter, my stepdaughter.
It was several days after her sixteenth birthday and we wanted to make sure it was the best possible day she could have. We wound up inviting six of her friends. We made contact with their parents, ensured all of the arrangements were good, made sure they had sleeping bags, clothes, and all the stuff they'd need for an overnight. Having a big house, we didn't worry about room or sleeping arrangements. It wasn't the first time we'd had a lot of people over at one time.
Her friends showed up mid-afternoon, piled all of their stuff upstairs in the spare bedroom, and came downstairs, prepared to have a good time. And it turned out to be better than I'd have imagined.
The girls hung out all afternoon, made noise, went swimming in the pool, were throwing frisbees around the yard, eating a ton of food, and having a good time. I was in heaven. Here I was, sitting on my deck off the back porch, staring at young sixteen year old girls in bikinis and bathing suits. Yes, I know it sounds dirty. Say what you want. But being married as long as I had, the lack of sex, intimacy or affection, and the fact all these girls looked so goddamn cute, it was hard to keep my eyes in one spot.
They made noise, got obnoxious, got loud, and were having a good time. Laughing, joking, splashing water, and eating everything in sight in the kitchen. I hadn't laughed that much in a long time, watching their crazy ass behavior.
My wife as typical started out in a funny and friendly mood. But as the afternoon wound down, I saw her getting grouchy, getting ornery, and making off-hand comments about the girls being loud, obnoxious, and acting immature.
I just laughed it off. It was so typical of her behavior, and so predictable of her actions. I knew it was a matter of time before her personality would wear off, and this is how she wound finish off the day.
Much to my surprise, late that night, my wife told me that she'd picked up an overnight shift the next day at work. I just shrugged, knowing that this was to be expected. But what I didn't know, was the fact that my stepdaughter had asked her about having her friends spend another night at the house, have a huge bonfire in our backyard, and sleep over again. I guess she figured she couldn't handle another night of craziness.
I talked to my daughter, told her it was more than okay to have her friends over, and that her mom would be gone, but I'd be home. I confirmed with her friends parents that it was all good, and we'd made arrangements.
The girls went to sleep about 2 in the morning, and slept until almost noon. We got up, got around, ate breakfast, and hung out most of the afternoon. Just after dinner, my wife told me she was going to work, and she packed her stuff up and headed out.
And then the fun began...
I looked out over my back deck, and my heart about caught in my throat. I was sitting there on the lounge chair, looking into my pool, the overhead lights on shining across the backyard, and found myself staring at a half dozen cute sixteen year old girls wearing bikini bathing suits, and showing off more of their body than I'd ever imagine seeing.
When I heard my stepdaughter's friend Stephanie say "Hey dude, you coming in?" I couldn't help but laugh, wondering what on earth these teenage girls would think if I just jumped into the pool.
I just said fuck it to myself, took off running, and jumped high into the air and landed with a huge splash in the pool. This resulted in a ton of shrieks, crazy yelling, and a half dozen teenage girls splashing me, laughing, giggling, and telling me how crazy I was.
Being a guy my age, I took pride in being in good shape. I wasn't the least embarrassed to be wearing almost nothing in a pool full of teenage girls. And nobody seemed to pay attention to me, even behaving like a crazy fool. They were laughing, joking and having a good time.
The evening started winding down. The girls were in the backyard eating junk food, sitting around the bonfire, and I was relaxing, chilling out, and having a good time.
About an hour or so later, it was getting dark and late enough we decided to shut down the bonfire, use the hoses and put it out. We got the fire put out, the chairs put into the garage, and headed into the house to chill out. The girls were getting their sleeping bags, got their clothes around, changed, and dragged things down into the living room to watch a movie.
I went upstairs into my bedroom, got changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and headed back downstairs. As I was walking by my stepdaughter's room, I heard something in the bedroom and stopped. And my heart almost stopped.
Standing there in the doorway was my stepdaughter's friend Kayla. Wearing nothing but a peach colored bra and a pair of bikini underwear, she had the sexiest and cutest goddamn body I'd ever seen on a girl her age. She heard me make noise, and opened the door slowly.
Standing there, I felt my dick growing in my shorts, my face red, and I was embarrassed as hell. I had no idea what to say. She stood there, blushing, and just staring at me. She said nothing.
I didn't know what to do. So slowly, I turned around. And without warning, Kayla reached out, grabbed my arm, and pulled me into my stepdaughter's bedroom. I had no idea what the hell was happening.
She just looked at me. And I have no idea what prompted me to do it, but I pushed up against her, and found myself hard, poking against her underwear. She opened her mouth, and I kissed her. And holy fuck, that kiss felt like heaven. Her lips were so soft. Her tongue felt so tender in my mouth. Her hands moved down across my stomach and down to my waist.
I pushed against her, felt myself moaning, and heard her gasp. She pulled back. I looked at her, staring into her eyes, and finally was able to speak.
"Holy God. That was so intense. That felt so amazing. Why?" I said.
Kayla looked at me. Her face was red. She was breathing hard. "I don't know. I just wanted to. I'm attracted to you Mr P. I can't help it. I don't know how to explain it. I just wanted to do that."
I couldn't stop staring at her.
"You know I'm married? My stepdaughter is one of your best friends?" I said.
Kayla shrugged. "I know. I can't help it. I can't help liking who I like." she said.
I walked up to her. I pushed gently against her, opened my mouth, and pressed my lips against hers. She kissed me softly at first, and then harder. I slid my tongue inside her sixteen year old mouth, and we were kissing passionately for what seemed like forever. I didn't want to stop.
I finally pulled back, breathing hard, and looking at her, said, "You realize what would happen if anyone found out about what we've been doing?"
She stared at me, shrugged, and said, "Don't tell them then. I won't."
I couldn't believe my ears. And I couldn't believe my eyes. She stood there, in her peach bikini underwear and bra, nearly undressed, as she looked down at my shorts.
"Can I see?" Kayla said, pointing to my shorts.
I looked at her in amazement, and said, "Right here?"
She giggled, and whispered softly, "Yes. I want to see. Right here."
I looked out the door, closed it gently, walked back into the room, and, staring at her, pulled down my boxers and my shorts.
I stood there, in front of her, wearing what little she was, and realized I was showing this amazingly gorgeous young girl my hard-on.
She stared at me, and, hesitating, said to me, "Can I do something?"
I wasn't sure what she was talking about, so I shrugged and justTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
It was several days after her sixteenth birthday and we wanted to make sure it was the best possible day she could have. We wound up inviting six of her friends. We made contact with their parents, ensured all of the arrangements were good, made sure they had sleeping bags, clothes, and all the stuff they'd need for an overnight. Having a big house, we didn't worry about room or sleeping arrangements. It wasn't the first time we'd had a lot of people over at one time.
Her friends showed up mid-afternoon, piled all of their stuff upstairs in the spare bedroom, and came downstairs, prepared to have a good time. And it turned out to be better than I'd have imagined.
The girls hung out all afternoon, made noise, went swimming in the pool, were throwing frisbees around the yard, eating a ton of food, and having a good time. I was in heaven. Here I was, sitting on my deck off the back porch, staring at young sixteen year old girls in bikinis and bathing suits. Yes, I know it sounds dirty. Say what you want. But being married as long as I had, the lack of sex, intimacy or affection, and the fact all these girls looked so goddamn cute, it was hard to keep my eyes in one spot.
They made noise, got obnoxious, got loud, and were having a good time. Laughing, joking, splashing water, and eating everything in sight in the kitchen. I hadn't laughed that much in a long time, watching their crazy ass behavior.
My wife as typical started out in a funny and friendly mood. But as the afternoon wound down, I saw her getting grouchy, getting ornery, and making off-hand comments about the girls being loud, obnoxious, and acting immature.
I just laughed it off. It was so typical of her behavior, and so predictable of her actions. I knew it was a matter of time before her personality would wear off, and this is how she wound finish off the day.
Much to my surprise, late that night, my wife told me that she'd picked up an overnight shift the next day at work. I just shrugged, knowing that this was to be expected. But what I didn't know, was the fact that my stepdaughter had asked her about having her friends spend another night at the house, have a huge bonfire in our backyard, and sleep over again. I guess she figured she couldn't handle another night of craziness.
I talked to my daughter, told her it was more than okay to have her friends over, and that her mom would be gone, but I'd be home. I confirmed with her friends parents that it was all good, and we'd made arrangements.
The girls went to sleep about 2 in the morning, and slept until almost noon. We got up, got around, ate breakfast, and hung out most of the afternoon. Just after dinner, my wife told me she was going to work, and she packed her stuff up and headed out.
And then the fun began...
I looked out over my back deck, and my heart about caught in my throat. I was sitting there on the lounge chair, looking into my pool, the overhead lights on shining across the backyard, and found myself staring at a half dozen cute sixteen year old girls wearing bikini bathing suits, and showing off more of their body than I'd ever imagine seeing.
When I heard my stepdaughter's friend Stephanie say "Hey dude, you coming in?" I couldn't help but laugh, wondering what on earth these teenage girls would think if I just jumped into the pool.
I just said fuck it to myself, took off running, and jumped high into the air and landed with a huge splash in the pool. This resulted in a ton of shrieks, crazy yelling, and a half dozen teenage girls splashing me, laughing, giggling, and telling me how crazy I was.
Being a guy my age, I took pride in being in good shape. I wasn't the least embarrassed to be wearing almost nothing in a pool full of teenage girls. And nobody seemed to pay attention to me, even behaving like a crazy fool. They were laughing, joking and having a good time.
The evening started winding down. The girls were in the backyard eating junk food, sitting around the bonfire, and I was relaxing, chilling out, and having a good time.
About an hour or so later, it was getting dark and late enough we decided to shut down the bonfire, use the hoses and put it out. We got the fire put out, the chairs put into the garage, and headed into the house to chill out. The girls were getting their sleeping bags, got their clothes around, changed, and dragged things down into the living room to watch a movie.
I went upstairs into my bedroom, got changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and headed back downstairs. As I was walking by my stepdaughter's room, I heard something in the bedroom and stopped. And my heart almost stopped.
Standing there in the doorway was my stepdaughter's friend Kayla. Wearing nothing but a peach colored bra and a pair of bikini underwear, she had the sexiest and cutest goddamn body I'd ever seen on a girl her age. She heard me make noise, and opened the door slowly.
Standing there, I felt my dick growing in my shorts, my face red, and I was embarrassed as hell. I had no idea what to say. She stood there, blushing, and just staring at me. She said nothing.
I didn't know what to do. So slowly, I turned around. And without warning, Kayla reached out, grabbed my arm, and pulled me into my stepdaughter's bedroom. I had no idea what the hell was happening.
She just looked at me. And I have no idea what prompted me to do it, but I pushed up against her, and found myself hard, poking against her underwear. She opened her mouth, and I kissed her. And holy fuck, that kiss felt like heaven. Her lips were so soft. Her tongue felt so tender in my mouth. Her hands moved down across my stomach and down to my waist.
I pushed against her, felt myself moaning, and heard her gasp. She pulled back. I looked at her, staring into her eyes, and finally was able to speak.
"Holy God. That was so intense. That felt so amazing. Why?" I said.
Kayla looked at me. Her face was red. She was breathing hard. "I don't know. I just wanted to. I'm attracted to you Mr P. I can't help it. I don't know how to explain it. I just wanted to do that."
I couldn't stop staring at her.
"You know I'm married? My stepdaughter is one of your best friends?" I said.
Kayla shrugged. "I know. I can't help it. I can't help liking who I like." she said.
I walked up to her. I pushed gently against her, opened my mouth, and pressed my lips against hers. She kissed me softly at first, and then harder. I slid my tongue inside her sixteen year old mouth, and we were kissing passionately for what seemed like forever. I didn't want to stop.
I finally pulled back, breathing hard, and looking at her, said, "You realize what would happen if anyone found out about what we've been doing?"
She stared at me, shrugged, and said, "Don't tell them then. I won't."
I couldn't believe my ears. And I couldn't believe my eyes. She stood there, in her peach bikini underwear and bra, nearly undressed, as she looked down at my shorts.
"Can I see?" Kayla said, pointing to my shorts.
I looked at her in amazement, and said, "Right here?"
She giggled, and whispered softly, "Yes. I want to see. Right here."
I looked out the door, closed it gently, walked back into the room, and, staring at her, pulled down my boxers and my shorts.
I stood there, in front of her, wearing what little she was, and realized I was showing this amazingly gorgeous young girl my hard-on.
She stared at me, and, hesitating, said to me, "Can I do something?"
I wasn't sure what she was talking about, so I shrugged and justTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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