SUMMER EROTICA

The following is a work of fiction intended for adult readers only. All characters therein are 18 years old or older, and not related by blood. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to events, locales, or actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Copyright © 2020 by Hayden Ash

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I cannot believe it's already the Fourth of July.

I've been looking forward to this holiday for so long that it doesn't even seem real that it could be happening. All I've thought about over the last several months is watching big, beautiful red, white, and blue fireworks. The Fourth is also the only time I spend with my stepfather's family and friends. Although, after recent events — that will probably change.

I'm also super excited for today, because my stepdad will finally let me drink alcohol, even though I'm only nineteen. I mean, obviously, I've had it before, as soon as I started high school. But Daddy has never let me drink in front of him. As far as my stepfather knows, I'm still his perfect little angel who never breaks one of his rules.

Tonight, though, I'll need all the liquor-fueled confidence I can get.

I often can't believe it. But I want to fuck my stepdad. I've wanted to for so many years, even before I was legal. But, honestly, how do you tell your father something like that? And, to make matters worse, it's not just that I'm horny for Daddy in a teenage lust kind of way. I'm actually in love with him!

I've had more boyfriends than I remember having dated, mostly as distractions. I know that what I want is wrong. But, no guy compares to my stepfather, not even close. Honestly, they're not even good stand-ins. Meaning like whenever I have sex, I always close my eyes and imagine it's Daddy fucking me. Yet, then there's always something the guy does to ruin it. Like, by being completely silent while he's humping me, or by finishing too early, or by not knowing where my freaking clitoris is!

The only means by which I can consistently cum is when I use my long, girthy dildo on myself and imagine it's my stepdad's extra-long fleshy member reaching deep inside me. Sadly, it's responsible for the vast majority of my orgasms thus far in life. But, there's one thing that the dildo can't do. And that's ejaculate inside me. I want to feel Daddy's hot semen shoot hard into my depths. Gosh, if only my toy could do that too!

A few months ago, my stepfather officially divorced my mother. Almost a year before that day, she left home without telling us goodbye and never came back home. It made my little brother resent our stepfather. He thinks Daddy must have done something to push our mother away.

But as far as my relationship with my mother's ex-husband? I actually think it made us a lot closer. I understood his pain, and he understood mine. And I told Daddy I never wanted to not exist in the same house as he. Where he goes, I'm going with him.

My motivation to finally make my move is that my mom ran away after last year's Fourth of July party. Daddy will get sad if he thinks about it. And, he'll need someone to nurture him, just as he's nurtured me all these years. I honestly want to show him how much in love I am with him.

If I were brave, I'd sneak naked into my stepfather's bed one night to see what he would do in response. If we could just have sex once, I could show the man of the house how much he means to me.

My soft, little body would be the perfect vessel for Daddy to experience all the love I have to give him. I swear, every time I see the man, I'm tempted to push him down onto the nearest sofa or whatever and jump on his cock. It's torturous to love a forbidden man, someone who might vomit at even the slightest hint of making love to you.

But, no, I can't let myself think that way. After all, if I weren't his stepdaughter, Daddy would probably find me pretty attractive — just like all my many ex-boyfriends. He's mine this Fourth of July!

"How exactly do you 'murder' a Barbie doll?" My little brother sighs.

"That's a good question, Mason. How do you murder a stuffed animal? It's literally the only thing Mom ever gave me of hers that ever meant anything. Like, how do you live with yourself?" I scream at him. "Omigod, forget it. If I keep hearing your voice, it will only make me mad. And, I need to go change for the party."

"It takes you an entire hour to change into a bathing suit?" Mason frowns.

"Yes!" I shake my head as I storm up the stairs to my bedroom. "Maybe if you actually took some time to get ready, then you wouldn't smell like the inside of a wool hat."

"You're such a daddy's girl. He isn't even our real dad!" My little brother screams at me as I walk away.

My cell phone rings before I even make it to the second floor. It's my best friend, Vicky. Usually, I'd ignore her call. My friends know I don't like phone calls, which I make up for by being a fast texter. But this time, I will, because she's doing me a huge favor by picking up the ice and the mixers for the celebration. Not that Vicky is doing it out of the goodness of her heart. She's getting the chance to get hit on by all my stepdad's hot, wealthy friends and associates in town for vacation.

"What, Girl?" I ask.

Stepping inside my bedroom, I open my closet door and grab the multi-colored bikini hanging off the other side. Despite how hot it gets here, especially in the summer, I'm low-key afraid of water and therefore own almost no bathing suits. The only reason I'm changing into one now is that I want to be as close to utterly nude as possible.

I need Daddy to know what he's been missing all these years. He hasn't "noticed" me in that way.

"I'm almost to the house. But I'm stopping by Beach Bunny on the way to buy something cute for tonight," Vicky tells me. "I already have like fifteen bathing suits. But, can one have too many?"

"So, are you going to get the ice afterward you leave Beach Bunny?" I ask my friend.

"No, I already got it. Why?"

"Why?" My pulse speeds. "Victoria, it's ice. It'll melt if you just leave it in your car while you shop. Omigod, you're so blonde sometimes!"

"Oh right, well, let me hurry up then!" She responds. "Oh wait, but I wanted to ask you over the phone if we don't have time to talk in private once I get there."

"About?"

"The same thing we were up all night talking about! You know, about you wanting your father to fuck you without a condom and all that," Vicky casually answers.

"Omigod," my voice weakens. "Look, I don't want to hear another lecture about how — "

"Good, because you're not getting one," Victoria cuts me off. "So, like, if your dad turns you down, which he will, because what you're proposing is gross. Do you think it might be okay if I flirt with him a bit and, like, see what happens?"

"Screw you, Bitch," I press my lips tight.

"Omigod, what?" My friend feigns innocence. "Seriously, Lindsey. Your dad is like a freaking Boy Scout. He'll never go for something so entirely off-limits."

"Vicky, why are you so interested in my dad suddenly?" I question.

"Oh, come on Lindz," my friend giggles. "Remember when you invited Miranda, Emma, and me over to your house last Sunday? We all saw it when your stepfather's swimming trunks accidentally fell off as he got out of the pool."

"You know what's funny, Victoria?" I hiss back. "We've literally been friends since forever ago. Yet, I'm only just now realizing how much of a cock hungry slut you are."

"Okay, listen bitch. Don't think I won't drive straight over there and kick your ass in your own house," my friend fires back. "I'm sorry if it hurts your feelings that your dad doesn't want to stick his big, fat monster dick inside his own stepdaughter's pussy. It's quite the tragedy!"

"Don't come tonight!" I yell into the phone. "Like seriously, don't come."

"What?" She screams back. "Wait, are you serious?"

"Deadly serious, Victoria. I never want to see your slutty, backstabbing, judgmental face in this house!" I choke back tears as I hang up the call.

Hopefully, Victoria will forgive me for what I just said to her. But I have to be "up" tonight, meaning I have to stay focused — but I also need to display confidence. But I won't be able to do that as long as that horny brat brings me down!

Fortunately, I have a reason to feel fantastic that's sitting right here in my little hands. The bikini I'm about to put on is almost guaranteed to steal Daddy's attention. It's this sexy, two-piece American flag string bikini.

My stepdad adores this holiday. He worships it. And now he's going to worship me just as much!

"Vicky didn't show up, Daddy," I whine. "What do you want me to do about the margarita mix and stuff?"

"Vicky wasn't the one I put in charge of getting those things. You were," my stepdad points his index finger. "You're nineteen years old, young lady, not nine. Act like it."

"I said I was sorry!" Warm tears slip down my cheeks.

"Hey now, big girls, don't cry," Daddy wraps his arms around my tiny waist. "Right?"

"Right," I wipe my face with the back of my palm.

Even in the middle of our extremely crowded backyard, there's nothing like receiving one of my stepdad's hugs. My heart is pounding so hard in my chest that I can hear it! I swear, my tummy does somersaults every time my mom's ex-husband touches me.

Daddy pulls me even closer against his robust frame, leaning his head down, and smells my long, strawberry blonde hair. And then, like always, my stepfather kisses me on the cheek.

"Thank you for being here. It means a lot to Daddy," he says to me.

"Of course. You know I live for your Independence Day parties. The whole neighborhood does!"

"I'm not talking about the party, Sweetie," Daddy tells me. "I mean your decision to keep living here with me."

"I love you, Daddy," I get on my tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek like he just did me. "I promise I won't ever let you down again. Or, at least, not for the rest of the night!"

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