Untamed Passion

SHARED BY MY DADDY AND HIS GIRLFRIEND

“A Reluctant FFM Threesome Sex Encounter”

After a couple of bottles of champagne, Emily finds herself getting to know Tanya a little more intimately than she bargained on. She finds herself

squealing and moaning, as Tanya slips her nimble fingers up inside Emily’s tight pussy. But when stepdaddy comes home and catches them in the act he takes matters into his own hands. Emily finds herself being dominated, punished and pleasured by stepdaddy and his girlfriend.

I took a deep breath as I stood on the front porch of my stepdad’s new house. It was large, with an impeccably tidy little garden, complete with white picket fence and roses in the border. His perfect little suburban palace. It made me feel a little queasy.

I raised my hand up to the door knocker and had to take another deep breath before conjuring up the courage to lift the thing and knock loudly.

Everything about the situation just felt so wrong to me, but I was here now there was no turning back.

I heard movement inside the house, then the jangling of keys. This was it! Time to put on my most convincing of fake smiles and prepare myself for what I could only assume was to be a horrendously awkward ordeal. I was meeting my stepdad’s girlfriend for the very first time and she happened to be only two years older than me. The thought made me feel sick!

But I had to grin and bear it. My mom had moved on from their divorce a few months ago, so it seemed only fair that my stepdad should get his own second chance at happiness. I just never imagined it would be with someone half his age! It was all happening so quickly, it seemed like only yesterday that he was breaking the ‘good’ news that he had found someone to me but here he was now, shacked up with her in their own perfect little home.

I couldn’t believe how shallow my stepdad was being. It was so obvious that he was only with this younger woman in a vain attempt at making my mom jealous. What could he possibly see in this younger woman, other than the fact that she would make a nice decoration when hanging off his arm at social events?

I felt a knot in my stomach as I thought about the situation. Everything

about it was just wrong. But I couldn’t help noticing that I felt a little more than just concern for my stepdad. I felt… jealous. I wasn’t sure why, and I didn’t really want to spend too much time dwelling on the fact because it made me feel uneasy but the knot in my stomach and the prickling on my skin couldn’t be anything else. It was pure, ugly jealousy.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

I couldn’t understand where it was coming from but I couldn’t seem to shake the feeling either. Something had changed between my stepdad and I over the few months that he had been split from my mother. An awkward tension had built up between us, to the point where I actually had trouble being in the same room as him. I would find myself fidgeting nervously in my seat whenever I was in his company, and I would notice my cheeks burning up. I could barely find my voice whenever he was around.

It had gotten to the point that I felt nervous to even speak to him, so although I wasn’t happy about the prospect of meeting his new girlfriend I was at least relieved by the fact that I wouldn’t have to endure an evening of awkward silences and heart palpitations in Daddy’s presence.

I felt slightly more relaxed as this thought entered my mind, and my fake smile came a little easier as I watched the door handle turn and the door swing open.

A gorgeous young girl, with long blonde ringlets and big green eyes stood before me. A wide smile spread across her face as she grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me into a tight embrace. I gasped with surprise at the overly forward gesture, and stumbled through the doorway into the house.

“It’s so nice to finally meet you, Emily”, Daddy’s new toy said as she squeezed me tight. She smelled of sweet perfume and hair products, and I couldn’t help but notice how smooth her skin was as she rubbed her hand over my back before pulling away from our overly-friendly hug.

“Um… you too, Tanya” I said, visibly shocked and flustered by the strange encounter “Daddy’s told me so much about you.”

She smiled sweetly and lead me into the open plan kitchen and living room, where she promptly sat me down on the huge white leather couch and thrust a glass of champagne into my hand. I sipped it politely.

“So… um, will Daddy be down in a minute?” I asked, as Tanya poured herself a glass of champagne and sat herself down next to me.

“Oh, no sweetie” she said “didn’t he tell you? He had an important business call and had to leave this afternoon. He said he doesn’t think he’ll be back until late tonight so it looks like it’s just you and me!”

I managed another completely fake smile and gulped my champagne. I had a feeling it was going to be a long night.

****

By the time I noticed it was beginning to get dark outside we had finished nearly two bottles of champagne, and conversation was flowing easily. It was strange, but after I had a bit of alcohol flowing through my system I

realized that Tanya wasn’t all that bad. She was funny, attentive and good at leading conversation. There were barely any awkward silences, and as time went on I found myself laughing and joking with her more and more.

I couldn’t help but notice how stunningly good-looking she was, every time she smiled. She had a perfect mouth, beset with gleaming white teeth and accented with ruby-red lipstick that just seemed to stay perfect. I found the same strange feeling of jealousy creeping up inside me as I took in all the details of her smooth skin and long, silky body. But perhaps the most disturbing thing was the fact that I wasn’t sure who I was jealous of Tanya or Daddy!

She just seemed so… perfect. Her body was lithe and supple, with long toned legs that seemed to go on forever, and her breasts were perky and round. I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol in my system that was muddling my thoughts, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off the contours of her body. What the hell was wrong with me?

“You know something, Emily” Tanya suddenly said, jolting me from my lustful thoughts “I was really nervous about meeting you today. But you’re so much more easygoing than your dad said you would be!”

She giggled when she spoke, and I smiled back at her, gulping at my champagne once more. I knew just the sort of things my stepdad would probably have said to her about me. Our relationship over the years had been strained and he probably still saw me as the awkward, moody teenager that he had grown so accustomed to over the years. Now that I was nineteen and finally living on my own, I was a completely different person. But I suppose he just hadn’t realized that yet.

I smiled to myself and grabbed the bottle of champagne from Tanya’s hand. She looked at me with a shocked grin on her face, and chuckled as I began to drink from the bottle. I suddenly realized that I was actually having a great time. We were getting to know each other, we were laughing. I suppose you could say that we were bonding. And it felt so natural. I hated to admit it to myself, but Tanya was really nice. A little too nice.

It was all happening so fast; the drinks, the conversation, the giggling. I was so captivated by her charms and demeanour that I didn’t notice the way she was slowly edging her way up to me on the couch. Nor did I notice how her leg brushed up against mine whenever she laughed. All I knew was that the more I spoke and giggled with her, the harder my heart seemed to thump against my chest.

Then my heart nearly stopped. Tanya placed her hand on my thigh and squeezed. The room seemed to melt away around me, and whatever Tanya was saying just became a muffled blur in my ears. I saw her lips moving, but I didn’t have a clue what she said. All I could concentrate on was the way her hand felt on my thigh, and the way she fingers gently began to squeeze my flesh.

There was so much intent in what she was doing that I could practically feel it oozing from her as her hand edged its way up my thigh, very slowly. She wasn’t talking any more. Instead she was eyeing me with an intense stare, leaning closer and closer towards me.

“You know something, Emily?” she said, her voice soft and melodic as she loomed ever closer “I’m surprised at you. From what your daddy told me about you, I really didn’t think we’d get along. But now that I know you a little bit, well… I like you.”

Her lips were just inches away from mine, and her hand was still inching it’s way up my thigh, so that her finger tips were just grazing the bottom of my skirt. I shivered with dread and anticipation. What the hell was going on?

“I really like you” she said, licking her ruby red lips as she spoke. Then, without any further hesitation she leaned forwards and planted a firm kiss on my lips. Her hand slid up my skirt and her fingers nudged at the edge of my little black thong as she slipped her tongue inside my mouth. It was all happening so fast that I didn’t even make a sound of protest. I just sat there, still, as she explored my mouth with her tongue and began tugging gently at my panties. I felt a wave of shock, shame and delight wash over me simultaneously as the reality of what was happening finally hit me. I was kissing another girl, for the very first time and I was enjoying it. My panties suddenly began to get very, very wet.

I let out a soft moan, and Tanya immediately took that as her cue to spring into action. She tugged my panties to one side and slipped her finger inside my tight, wet pussy, causing me to shudder unexpectedly.

I couldn’t believe the way my body was responding! I tightened around her finger, as if my body wanted to grip onto her and hold on tight. She gasped a little, and slid her finger up there even further making my stomach

clench and my pussy throb.