Finding the Way with the Step-daughter (closed for teasingSophie)

[teasingSophie]

"No I don't know your cock is good David. How could I? I won't judge this and give a statment about it."

She took a sip from her glass, looking still intently into his eyes.

"Besides, I know now why I don't hear those noises in your room again. No sex in months? Gee you must be in need. It should be hard to stay with a sexy girl, hot as you said, in a restaurant like this. Do you think naughty things about me?"

 

[cantun1983]

I think dirty things about you all the time, he thought to himself. He almost said that aloud, but decided against it. "And if I did? You obviously have some intimacy issues yourself, asking your stepdad to stand up so you could leer at his erection. Maybe you think about it inside you, thrusting in and out, taking you again and again, in the shower, on the porch, in the garden, in your bed, in my bed, in the bathroom of this restaurant??!?" he whispered angrily. He didn't care anymore, didn't care that he had just blurted out fantasies of his own about her. It didn't matter anymore. He could feel his heart pounding, his blood roaring through his veins, as desire mixed with anger and savage lust. He took a big drink of water, then flagging down a waiter, asked fortwo champaignes. "One for me, and one for this beautiful lady," he said, eying Sophie with suspicion and desire.

 

[teasingSophie]

As the waiter left to get the order, she grinned at him...
"Oh, trying to make me drunk in order to take advantage of the young lady?"
UNder the table, Sophie had tok off one of her heels and was moving her foot along David's inner ankle, moving upwards.
"You knwo what, thise ideas sound really nice. I may even be interested yes, yor fantasies are really naughty. ANd where do you imagine fucking me in this restaurant?"

 

[cantun1983]

"Maybe right on this table, damn it, bending you over this table so I could just fuck you like crazy," he whispered, part in anger, part in raging lust he had lost control of. He felt Sophie's bare foot tracing the inside of his leg. He subconsiously slid down in his seat slightly, as if he could reach her with his crotch. He knew she was not old enough to drink, but he also knew she was old enough to say no if she was not interested in alcohol. He had thought about making her drunk and taking advantage of her, and was a little surprised how bad he wanted it. "Or maybe I just want to take you to the car and flll your pussy up in the back seat, or stuff that alluring flirty smile with my cock..." His eyes were wide and his heart was pounding. There was no going back now. He had never been so hard in his entire life.

 

[teasingSophie]

Sophie put her foot back on the floor again and laughed... loud... the kind of bright laugh that made almost everyone of the restaurant turn their heads towards them. Yes, they were in a booth, but those were not completely enclosed and through the opening, some people caught side of the young girl laughing in the face of the older man.
it took her a little time to restrain her laugh and calm down, giving little smiles and hand sgins to the other customers to show that it was OK and that they wouldn't have to hear that again.
Sophie took a lower voice again, almost whisepring to him...

- Oh dear David, you really thought that I... (giggling) that I was going to... (giggling again) that i wanted to do something with you? Damn, you're really not good at reading women's minds.

She let a little laugh escape again, muffled.
The waiter arrived with the glasses of champagne. She took the bubbling beverage, moved her glass towards David with a grin.

- Cheers...

 

[cantun1983]

David could feel anger inside of him, his blood starting to boil. How could he have been so foolish? To believe that he could make any progress with his stepdaughter, to express his desires with her as if she would understand, as if she were not a twisted, scheming girl—that was true stupidity, he realized. She was nothing more than what he had thought. No, worse than that—she found pleasure in his confessions, and she had loved trapping him. She was worse than he could have thought.

Yet no matter what happened now, everyone she spoke to would see him as the one who was twisted. When she told her mother what he had said, when she laughed with her friends about her stupid stepfather, in their eyes, he would be the pervert. He would be seen as the disgusting old man trying to get beneath her skirt…all anyone would hear was the story of him staring at her breasts and taking inappropriate passes at a girl.

He picked up his champagne and tossed it back, draining it entirely. I don’t need to put up with this, he thought to himself.

“We are done here, Sophie,” he whispered, setting his glass down. Flagging down a passing waiter, he said, “Something has come up, and we have to leave. Could we get the check, please?” The waiter started to walk away, when David called after him. “You know what, we will just meet you at the register at the front.”

Standing up, David firmly to Sophie by the arm, lifting her to her feet, and, moving her arm beneath his, led her to the front of the restaurant. He paid the bill, and handed asked for the valet to bring his car, as he guided her to the parking lot. “You can be assured, we will not be doing this again," he whispered as the valet pulled his car alongside of them.

 

[teasingSophie]

hen David called the waiter to cancel it all, Sophie took her best pouting face, the one she had worked one since she was a little girl. She was obvious that some customers were still giving some sideglances at their tables.
She followe dhim when he pulled her by her arm, althoguh showing clearly her reluctance. She even tried to put on a face of disgust as they walked among the other customers. She winked at David's friend who looked at them with eyes very wide, the one who was with his young not-wife.

As they entered the car, Sophie gave him a long gaze, warm, calm, letting her eyelashes flicker. She was seated leaning back, her clothes perfectly tugging at her curves.

- A shame you don't want to do this again David, it's been so much fun. I never had so much fun since you came to live with us.

He turned the engine on to drive away and as soon as they were a few meters from the restaurant, she let her hadn rest on her lap, caressing, searching for the hard shaft under the pants.

- So it IS true, you really want me, you really dream about fucking me...

She tightened her grasp on the throbbing member through the pants.

 

[cantun1983]

He could not help but gasp as his foot hit the accelerator, Sophie’s small hand searching and quickly finding his cock as it laid still erect against his lap. Her pout, though adorable was easy for him to ignore. Her pleading had fallen on deaf ears—it meant nothing to him. He was able to turn away his eyes as she leaned in a seductive pose after she sat in the car.

But a wordless verbal breath was torn from his lips as she began to hold his cock in her hand touched him. He wanted to groan her name, but refrained, as he was still angry from what had happened inside.

“Don’t,” he said, in a low, quiet voice he hoped sounded more convincing to her than it sounded to him. “Don’t,” he repeated. But his hands remained on the wheel.

Pulling out onto the freeway, he did shift to driving with one hand to remove her gentle but firm grip. When his hand met hers, he had intended to pull her away. But instead, it rested there, touching the soft skin of her hand as it remained slightly closed around his shaft. Slowly, he closed his fingers in a loose grip around her hand.

“Don’t,” he whispered, his unmoving hand still around hers. David was trying hard not to turn to her to look at her, so he wouldn’t see her big, green eyes looking back at him. He knew what Sophie was doing. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see her breasts practically spilling out of her dress.

But he was determined to not allow her to sway him again.

So again, still doing nothing, he almost inaudibly whispered, “Don’t.”

 

[teasingSophie]

Sophie was happy at his helpless and false-sounding plead to stop. His hand reached for hers but instead of pushing her away, he caressed and touched her gently.
"What Davis? You want me to stop? You sure? i was just checking if there was truth behind what you told me. "
Sophie pulled her hand back and rested both of her hands on her own lap.

"But you're right, that all is no good. I think I better check with mum about all this and your attitude towards me."

 

[cantun1983]

David felt her pull away, releasing his cock. He could feel himself straining against his dress pants, as if his penis was trying to get out, trying to return to her hand once again. He released a breath he had been holding in. The tension of the moment created a bead of sweat on his brow. Reaching over to her hands again, he gently took them in his free hand, as he continued driving with the other.

"Don't talk to your mother," he said quietly, sternly. He paused for moment, considering his next statement. "What ever you want, it's yours."

David hating saying it. He hated giving in to her. He had wanted Sophie to come around, to appreciate him for being there for her. David wanted to be the one in control. He did not want to be the one begging. But again he requested calmly. "Don't tell your mother," he said, promising, "Believe me, if this stays our secret, you won't regret it. I will make you happy you stayed quiet about this. I swear it."

 

[teasingSophie]

Sophie let him hold her hand. She wondered if he was going to guide her to his cock again. She knew he wanted it. She knew he wanted to have her and fuck her. For a second, she thought about it. Well, a growen up man with experience and a cock that seemed quite big, that should be a good thing to try.
She smiled at him in the rearview mirror.
"Make me happy? Well David, tell me... What yould you offer to me in exchange for my silence?"

 

[cantun1983]

David was quiet for several moments. "I'm not buying your silence," he finally said. "But you do not know the extent of influence and money I have. Did you think that this restaurant we went to was nice? Did you like looking as though you were a wealthy woman being wisked around by an older suitor?"

Stopping the car at a stop light, he turned and looked at her. "Sophie, this restaurant was nothing. I have been to places like this, places better than this all over the world." As he accelerated once again, his eyes returned to the road, but he still watched her out of the corner of his eye. "Have you ever thought about being taken all over the world? Not as the daughter of a famous actress, but as a mysterious, wealthy, and classy lady?"

Taking a deep breath, he continued, "And don't think I do not notice how much you like jewelry. But what is missing from your collection? Could it be you do not like diamonds? That's right, diamonds. Wouldn't it be nice to have diamonds to go with the luxurious clothes you will have?"

He hoped that this was working. He looked at her as he guided the car on to the freeway.

 

[teasingSophie]

"So you propose to buy me clothes and jewelry, dress me up and then pull me with you around the world as your obedient following doll? "
She locked her eyes to his at the red light. She was more serious than ever before. And he seemed serious.
Sophie grinned at him.
"When is your next trip, David?"

 

[cantun1983]

David shook his head and held a finger in the air, correcting her, "Not a doll. And let's not lie to each other. Obedient?" He smiled at her, feeling a little relieved inside, relieved that she was interested. "Let's agree to be honest. I don't need you to do anything you don't want to do. I don't think you would anyways." He pulled into the driveway of their house. "But I do think I can convince you to want to do the things I ask..." He set his hand on her thigh as he stopped the car. "How would tomorrow be for you? I am going to be flying for Paris in the evening tomorrow. Would you be my guest? I am sure I could arrange for a spending account to be set up for you..." He could already feel a stiffening in his pants again.

 

[teasingSophie]

"PAris...???"
Sophie almosts screamed that. Joy was plainly visible on her whole face. Eyes sparkling, giggling, her breath acelerating.
"Of course. I'm ready whenever you want. Paris, the city of shopping, of glamour, of ... oh God Oh God Oh God..."
She leaned to give him a sweet and genuine kiss on his cheeck as he was stopping the car in front of the house.
"i'd better get my stuff packed and ready."
She jumped out of the car and ran to her room.

 

[cantun1983]

"Yes, go pack your things..." David's voice trailed off as Sophie slammed the car door, and ran gleefully up to the house. He had either made the best decision or the worst mistake of his life.

He stopped the car, and picking up his cell, called his office. "Hi, Janice," he said when his secretary answered. "Why are you still at the office? Well, I am glad you are there. I need that other ticket...no, I am taking my stepdaughter, Sophie...that's right. Could you email me the ticket? Thanks, you are a dear."

Walking into the house, he could hear Sophie already packing upstairs. He climbed the steps and walked by her door. Passing her door, he whispered, "I'll see you in the morning." He walked down the short hallway to his own bedroom.

"We are back, Tyra," David whispered as he entered his bedroom. He left the door open halfway. As he dropped his pants, he could still hear Sophie packing and digging through her closet.

Sliding into bed behind his wife, he began gently kissing her neck. She stirred in her sleep, and smiled. "How was it?" she asked. "Does Sophie like you now?"

He did not answer her. Instead, he lifted the hem of her short nightie, and felt between her legs. Finding the right place, he slid into his wife. "Oh, I haven't seen this in a while," she whispered with a giggle, arching her back a little as he started pushing inside her, before slowly pulling back out, and pushing in further.

David knew his wife's pussy was more loose than Sophie would be. As he thrusted deeper and deeper into her, he closed his eyes, imagining he was penetrating his stepdaughter instead. "Oh, David," he heard his wife groan. Reaching around her and grabbing her breasts, he began moving faster, allowing the lust he had felt at the restaurant to control him, replacing Tyra with Sophie in his mind.

Tyra started to reach her point of orgasm, wailing and moaning, calling his name again and again. David knew that Sophie would be able to hear her mother just down the hall through their open door.

Careful not to call out her name as he started to reach his climax, he imagined Sophie, leaning over the table at the restaurant, showing off her cleavage to him, feeling his cock in the car. He imagined her unzipping his pants, sitting on him and riding his penis in the driverseat, bouncing up and down wildly.

That was all he needed. He felt himself shoot inside his wife. "Naughty girl..." David grunted as he came. "Naughty, slutty girl!..."

He could feel his heart pounding as he came harder than he ever had before. After what seemed like forever, he let out a loud sigh and finished, collapsing on his pillow.

Slipping into an afterglow sleep, David smiled to himself, hoping Sophie had heard the whole thing as she packed alone in her room.

 

[teasingSophie]

Sophie had quickly packed her stuff. She made sure to put her cell and everything on charge, made some arrangements, sent some emails to cancel a few unimportant things. That was the moment she caught those noises. Noises she knew too well. David and her mum were fucking together. She had never liked the idea of it. And Sophie knew what had caused David's lust tonight. She knew what kind of things his mind might focus on while he was fucking her mum. How naughty he was. And having left their door open was even naughtier.
Was it a wise choice to follow him there? Them alone on a trip? he was really wanting her, she knew that. And she suddenly feared to what extremity he might be able to go in order to get her. Sophie wasn't sure she wanted him. Although the idea of an experienced man with a large cock was quite a nice thought.

She went to sleep but didn't sleep much that night. Too many thoughts in her mind.


In the mornning it seemed that her mum was already made to the idea of her daughter leaving with David. Dhe put it on the goal to make them appreciate each other. And she even said she was happy that they found something to do together. If she only knew. Sophie hesitated to let her a letter explaining David's behaviour before leaving, but she didn't.

Soon they were driving towards the airport. Sophie had put on a long light skrt down to her calves with a little black tight tshirt marked "At the drive in". A pair of sandals, her hair loosely tied, her handbag and a large luggage, and off they were.
"So David, what's the program in Paris? "

 

[cantun1983]

David was waiting in the car, when Sophie loaded her luggage and stepped into the car. She was dressed much more conservatively today, which was smart for a long plane flight. Even though her clothing was more modest, she still looked very sexy, and David knew he would need to focus on the road on the way to the airport. "You look very nice, Soph," he said as he started the car. He addressed her question. "Well, I don't have meetings to go to until day three, so the first two days are yours. Day three, four, and five, I will be in meetings, aand you will be on your own. Your mother gave me money to spend on you, and I already was going to give you an allowance, so I think you are going to be able to buy..." he paused for dramatic effect, "pretty much whatever you want. I mean, four thousand dollars might be too little, but I think you will be okay." He grinned at her. "There are rules though...First, no drinking when I am not with you. Two, no boys overnight. Three, I must approve of the clothes you buy, so you need to show them to me before you buy them. But you will like that, a little fashion show." He rolled his eyes pretending to be annpyed. "And four, if I am not with you, you must be back at the hotel room by two am." He looked towards her, and said, "Your mom supported these rules, so can we agree to that?"

 

[teasingSophie]

Sophie thought about the "looking nice" words. Well, she was no more hot and tempting and sexy. That was a nice change. Anyway, she recognized his gaze ashe lookked her up and down, taking a little pause on her breasts encased in the tight tshirt. David still wanted her.

She listened to the rules, nodding with her head... She smiled.
"Let me repeat it all to be sure... No drinking when I'm not with you? Oh please, you don't think I'm going to get drunk in a city where I know nobody. There will be no party with friends, you know. Don't be afraid. No boys overnight? You think I'm a one-night stands girl? That's not fair, I'm not that kind. And all this apply to the rule about 2am, you know, I know no one to go have a party out in this city. Showing you the clothes in a modeling show? I'm not sure which one of us would appreciate that the most. I know you like to watch me, so don't be an hypocrite, you'll like it a lot, won't you?"
She gave him a teasing sideways look bit a flash of eyelids, underlined with a smile.
"Do you have a program for the first days then? Any visits? Museums? Shops? Anything? i'm eager to discover Paris."

 

[cantun1983]

He felt a small blush coming to his face as she questioned him about her behavior. "If you do meet someone..." he tried to interject, but she continued, so he listened for her to finish. The redness that had started to spread on his cheeks grew stronger as she looked at him flirtaciously.

"Perhaps I will like it, " he muttered, scrambling for something to say. "But your mother asked me..." He shook his head, changing the subject, "Okay, okay, so I guess a rule for me throughout this trip should be to trust you. I can agree to that. As far as our itinerary, it is really up to you.

"I did not know if you were the museum type of girl, but we can definitely hit the Louvre if you are interested. As far as shopping, I have heard that there is a superb shopping district along the Champs-Elysées and Montaigne Avenue..." He turned and looked at her with an appreciative glance up and down. "All the designers are there apparently."

The hotel they were staying at was a five star hotel, so he figured there would be plenty for them to do around the hotel or nearby. He was not too concerned about entertaining her, as she was so independent.

They arrived at the airport, and quickly headed to their terminal. The airplane they were boarding was delayed, so as they waited, David excused himself and walked to the restroom. Putting his hands along the sink, he looked at himself in the mirror. "Keep it together, David." He dialed a number into his cell phone. "Hi, this is David Samuels, calling to confirm my reservation...yes thats right, two people...Actually, I think we will need seperate beds if that is possible..." His voice trailed off, heading back to a place it was at the night before.

"No, you know what, one large bed would be just fine. Not a problem. Thanks." He hung up the phone. David could not keep himself from thinking about Sophie laying next to him, sliding up against his body in the night as he began to remove her nightgown. "Have to visit a lingerie shop..." he whispered. He quickly left the bathroom to rejoin Sophie.

"I think we are just about ready to board, Sweetie," he said, standing alongside her.

 

[teasingSophie]

Sophie quickly took a tour to the bathroom too, just to be rpepared for the flight. She was so eager and excited about all this. It would be the first time in Paris for her and... wow, this owuld be fascinating, a trip to remember.
As soon as they were seated on board, she took out a Paris travelling guide she had bought at the airport and began running through it. She also wne tot some papaers she did printed from tne inter net late that night, about some less touristic places, she was already happy to go to some more udnerground things, not the designers David talked about but some things more "rock'n'roll"...
She quickly also put her earphones on and turned her music on, relaxing back on her seat. She had never been afraid or too questionning about airplanes and flights, she had got used to them, although this was the first to France.
She had her gaze turned outwards. And slowly, the sleep she hadn't had enough during the night, took over her. her eyes flickered and closed, her breath slowed.

 

[cantun1983]

He wasn't entirely sure what she meant by "rock'n'roll" and "underground" when she was talking about clothes. But, not wanting to seem uncool, he pretended as if he knew, and told her that would be completely fine.

They settled in their seats, and Sophie was quick to fall asleep. He tried not to watch her in a creepy way, but spent plenty of time studying her curves in her outfit. Her body seemed to look fantastic no matter what she wore.

Remembering he was in a public place, he adjust his pants so his growing erection would not show as much, and read a business magazine for a while. His thoughts kept wandering to Sophie and he, alone in the hotel room, the balcony, the bed, the shower...

He felt his mind drifting as it ran through some naughty fantasies about his stepdaughter. As the airplane reached it's cruising altitude, he gave in to sleep and closed his eyes. If he slept, he knew they would land soon.

 

[teasingSophie]

The arrival was a complete fascinating thing for Sophie... French... everywhere, all around. That nice and romantic tongue. She knew a bit of it, but not even enough to survive. She hoped that in a place as touristic, many people talked English. At least David knew his French and he could lead them to a taxi after taking their luggage. Sophie was looking everywhere, eyes wide in fascination. The drive brought them in the middle of the city and she finally caught side of the Eiffel Tower, telling her that she was really in Paris. All this seemed so... perfect.
She turned to David and say a real, generous and deep "Thank you" before returnign his gaze to the outside. The sun was already setting down on the city and lights bere sparkling everywhere. They reached the hotel and it seemed as a very very expensive place. Sophie was so happy... and did not feel sleepy at all because of the nap she had during the flight and the jetlag and all the curiosity growing in her about Paris.
She waited in the lobby while david went to get the keys.

 

[cantun1983]

Their airplane landed after dark, and the air was shining with the lights of the city. Sophie seemed transfixed by all the sights and sounds as their taxi drove them to their hotel. David checked in at the front desk, while Sophie looked around the lobby. "You know what would really impress her?" the attendant said in French. "We have an upgrade availible. Rather than simple room, you can upgrade to a suite on the third floor. Your date will swoon when she sees it. Plus there is a large bed..." David thought for a moment, thinking what his wife would say when she saw the charge on their credit card statement. But he looked over at Sophie, and could not resist. The idea of seducing her was too much for him to resist. He paid the extra fee, and led Sophie to the elevator. "You are going to love this room..." he said as he opened the door to the suite, allowing her to enter first.

 

[teasingSophie]

Sophie entered the room and let a long "waow" out...
"Gee David, you took a whole suite? How the hell..? "
She turned to face him, still on the doorstep : "You don't have something else in mind, do you?"
Then she entered and began looking around, passing through the different rooms of the suite. She came back quickly to David, stern gaze and not as happy as before...
"You knew there was only a single bed, David. Did you ask specifically for it?"