Living With A Naughty Little Tease! ♕

I’m a naughty girl – we all know this! But what you DON’T know is that some of my favorite naughty times started in my very own home! Sitting at the dinner table with my mom and my step-dad, Doug. Doug was a good deal younger than mom, at least 10 years I think, but still old enough to be my real Daddy. I think that’s what turned me on about him so much!

He was in charge of me, I had to do what he said, and he treated me like a daughter, but at the same time he WASN’T my Daddy, he was my STEP-daddy. So,  I didn’t have to feel TOO bad for all the teasing little things that I did to him on a daily basis!

I loved prancing around the house in all my cute little casual sleep shirts and panties, as well as the babydoll nighties that I typically wore around the time period when I was 13 to 14. Not quite old enough to really fill them out yet, but at the same time, revealing every young curve that was starting to form. I knew that Doug looked at me… differently, from the way my Daddy looked at me. He didn’t look at my body the way a Dad does.. he looked at my body the way a MAN does… a HUNGRY man, at that!

Around the time I was 13, I started doing things… Tiny, barely noticeable things at first, to get Doug to look at me even more! I put on my sexiest outfits when we were alone, and even when we weren’t, my mother never seemed to notice, or worry about him seeing me practically naked! I pranced around in sexy panties and tight little tank tops all the time! Always seeming to drop something when I got right in front of his chair, so that I had to bend over, with my ass right in his face! He would snap at me to move, that I was blocking the TV, but I knew better. He was flustered and agitated because when that hot little ass waved in front of his face, all he could think of was grabbing it, kneading it, and spanking it! I could tell from the way his pants tented out in the front when I turned back around, with that super-innocent look on my face, apologizing for being in the way.

It was one of these nights that I decided to make my move. Doug was in the living room, watching TV after dinner, and I walked past him in my cute little babydoll nightie and lacy matching panties. Suddenly, I launched myself into his lap and cuddled up close, warm breath against his neck. I could feel his ENTIRE body stiffen, almost as if he wanted to throw me off, and I looked up into his eyes and saw that they were angry. He was furious! Not furious with me, but furious with himself… for the way my warm sexy body on his lap made him feel. He felt so guilty that he snapped at me angrily, “NOELLE! What the HELL?” I looked up at him, a tragic look of hurt feelings stamped on my face, tears welling up in my eyes… I played the part of the innocent, stammering and blushing as I squirmed to get away. “I’m sorry, Doug! I just… wanted to give you a hug. You looked like you had a hard day when you came home, and I just wanted to make you feel better. I didn’t mean to be bad!” He tried grabbing my arm, then, holding me there to talk to me, but I broke free, fake sobs flowing freely as I ran up the stairs, into my room, slamming the door and throwing myself face down on the bed. I sobbed and I sobbed, as if someone had just about broken my heart, when I heard a soft knock on the door. I only cried harder, burying my face in my pillow. I heard the soft snick of the door opening, and i momentarily smiled into my pillow. Everything was going along perfectly with my evil plan of seduction.

I felt the weight of his body, sitting down on the bed next to me. To my surprise, he didn’t say anything – rather, he simply put his hand on my back and began to rub softly, in a comforting, caring way. I was touched momentarily, that he cared about the fact that I was upset, but the aching in those cute lacy panties drove all other thoughts out of my mind. I had to have Doug! I wanted to make him MINE! Even if only behind closed doors.

I turned my face to the side, so that he could see my flushed, tear-stained cheeks. His hand clutched against my back compulsively, as if he couldn’t bear to be the thing that caused such a tragic strain of my features. I appeared genuinely distressed… and confused, as if I had no idea why it would upset him so that I jumped into his lap in my nightie and panties, and felt his cock spring up hard against me. He leaned down and put his mouth to my ear, whispering softly, “I’m sorry, Noelle. You know that I love you! It’s just that well, you’re getting older now. And it’s not always appropriate, the way you dress around me, or the way you sit on my lap and hug my neck. Soon people will start to talk if you do that, because I’m not really your Daddy, and you’re not really my daughter. They will think something is going on that shouldn’t be!

With that, I sniffled softly and looked up at him. At the same time, a look of confusion, agaitation, and best of all, EXCITEMENT crossed his face. I had reached over and dropped my hand into his lap. I looked up at him, without batting an eyelash, and said “is THIS why, Doug? Because when you get close to me, you can’t help wanting to touch me… like you touch Mom, not like you would touch your daughter! I KNOW you want to know what that hot little body feels like squirming in your hands! He tried to protest, but my hand just tightened it’s grip on his hugely swollen cock and began to stroke. He half-heartedly said “stop” or “no”… something along those lines. But at the same time, his hand wrapped around mine and we stroked his cock together!

That’s when I knew I had him.

Ready to hear more about how my adventures with Doug progressed over the years, as I got older, and even MORE sexy? Call me and ask! I have PLENTY of stories to tell about my dirty, perverted step-daddy! Sometimes I still find myself thinking about him, late at night, fingering that hot little snatch until I cum while saying his name!

… wanna be my Doug?
All you have to do is CALL ME!