Holly’s phone vibrated and she eagerly checked it. She couldn’t wait to see what her boyfriend thought of the lacy bra and panties she had just tried on. But as soon as she looked at the text message, her jaw dropped.

“I hope you’re prepared to explain this when you get home, young lady.”

Holly looked more closely at the name on the message, her stomach instantly turning to knots when she realized her huge mistake. She had taken a sexy picture of herself in the dressing room of the lingerie shop and accidentally sent it to the wrong person. Instead of sending her racy photo to her boyfriend, she’d somehow sent it to her new stepdad, Martin!

She was in big trouble now, she reasoned as she fidgeted with her phone, trying to think up some sort of excuse for how this had happened. But no matter what she came up with there was just no denying that she was the nearly naked girl in the photo and the sexual gesture she was making in it was terribly inappropriate for a teenage girl. Not to mention, super embarrassing when it was her stepfather who was the recipient of such a suggestive pose.

Regardless, she knew she needed to respond. “Please don’t tell my mom about this,” she texted.

“We’ll talk about it when you get home,” he texted back.

“Please, Martin,” she begged. “I’ll do whatever you want. Just don’t tell her, okay?”

“Whatever I want?”

Holly couldn’t help the way his last text made her feel. She knew he probably wanted help with some chores around the house, or even out in the yard, but those few simple words had sent her mind racing with all kinds of naughty things she’d like to do for him.

Ever since her mom had married him last year, Holly had been having plenty of forbidden fantasies about her sexy stepdad. He was tall, strong and gorgeous! His dark hair was cut just a little too long and he had the most expressive blue eyes she’d ever seen. In fact, every time she looked at him, she wished she had found him first.

“Sure,” she agreed. “Just tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it, as long as this stays between us.”

“Meet me at the house at five then,” he said. “I have some things in mind.”

“K,” she wrote back with nervous excitement. Even though she wasn’t looking forward to a list of mundane tasks to perform, she knew that her mom worked late on Fridays which meant that she would have some extra time with Martin tonight to make sure he would keep his word.

When she walked in the house later that afternoon, Holly expected to be confronted, lectured and then given a list of chores to make up for her bad behavior. But what she found instead was a rather calm man standing at the bottom of the stairs, pointing upward.

“To your room,” he said sternly, refusing to make eye contact.

She couldn’t help the blush that rose to her cheeks as she passed him and began to make her way upstairs. Martin was at least a foot taller than she was and his intimidating presence made her feel even smaller than she was at the age of eighteen.

The walk up the stairs was quiet. His calm demeanor made her nervous and she suddenly felt like maybe she was in more trouble than she had initially anticipated. Still, she did her best to sway her hips and hypnotize him with her round little ass as he followed closely behind it. Maybe, she reasoned, he’d remember what he saw in the photo and find a way to forgive her for the whole thing.

When they reached the top of the stairs, Holly turned to face him. “I’m in trouble aren’t I, Daddy?”

“Not unless you’re willing to do whatever it takes to stay out of it,” he said with a stern expression on his face.

“So does that mean you’re not going to tell my mom?” she asked.

His hooded stare softened a bit as he pointed once again, this time to her bedroom. “As long as you’re willing to make it worth my while,” he told her.

Holly couldn’t help wonder what he meant by that, but something in the way his eyes lingered on her slender young body just a little too long told her that he might have liked what he saw when she had accidentally texted him. Her heart fluttered a bit as she made her way to the bedroom where he quickly closed the door behind them.

“Since you like to take off your clothes and pose,” he said matter-of-factly. “Let’s see what you’ve got, Holly.”

“What?” she asked with surprise as she turned to face him once more. “You mean you want me to…”

“Show me in person?” he finished her sentence for her. “Yes.”

“But…” she started to say, though he cut her off again.

“But nothing, young lady,” he said as he locked the door. “I know you’re not shy, so you shouldn’t have any problems with my request. After all, you said you would do whatever it takes to keep this from your mother, right?”

“Yah, but…” she started to argue again.

“C’mon Holly,” he said, crossing his arms as he sat on her bed. “Let’s be honest with each other. You didn’t send a photo like that and expect me to believe that it wasn’t for me,” he said, shooting her a wicked grin.

Though she was mildly turned on by his assumption, Holly hadn’t meant to send it at all. But, she reasoned, why not go with it! He was, after all, the hottest man she’d ever seen and if he wasn’t married to her mom, she would’ve willingly sent him a naked photo instead of one where she was barely covered up.

“Okay,” she finally agreed, “how much do you want to see?”

“Everything in your naughty little photo,” he said. “And then I’ll let you know if that’s enough to keep my mouth shut.”

A thrill shot through her entire body. She couldn’t believe her stepdad wanted to see her nearly naked again!

“Go on,” he said, spreading his legs just a bit as he leaned back casually on her pink bedspread.

Holly couldn’t help notice the large bulge between his thighs as he looked her over, his tongue running along the crease of his lips.

“Should I just start undressing right here?” she asked, unsure of where he wanted her to strip down.

“Why don’t you come a little closer?” he offered with a sly grin.

She moved closer, closing the distance between them until she finally stood between his knees. A warm wetness slipped from between her slender thighs at the sight of her stepdad on her bed. The things she had dreamed of doing to him were all right there where he was sitting, and if she had her way, she’d be doing them right now. But first, she had to do what he said and show him her goods.

Swaying awkwardly, she reached down and began to lift her shirt up slowly, just enough to show her flat stomach and the bottom of her perky tits.

Martin’s eyes widened as he licked his lips again, the bulge in his jeans noticeably growing.

“More?” she asked coyly.

He nodded and she tugged it up higher, revealing her lacy bra as she pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it at him.

“I like what I see so far,” he smiled, smelling her scent on the shirt as he motioned for her to continue.

Holly felt her nipples hardening through the lace as she watched him take in her scent with a lustful gaze. He had never looked at her that way before and she couldn’t help wonder if she’d sent the text to him on purpose now. Maybe, she reasoned, she’d done it subconsciously to finally get his attention, and now that she had it, things were really heating up fast!

She took a deep breath, running her hands down her body, over her breasts as she felt the taut tips of her nipples and teased them for him. Slowly, her fingers traveled down her tummy until they reached the top of her jeans. And as she began to unfasten them, she slowly turned around.

Martin moaned under his breath as she rolled her jeans down over her hips, slowly peeling them down over her tight little and down her thighs until they puddle by her feet and she stepped out of them. Bending over right in front of him, she swayed her body back and forth a bit, reaching back and running her hands over the soft mounds of her back side for him to see. Her little lace panties soaked with excitement.

“You’re even more beautiful in person,” he breathed, his hands beginning to run along his own thighs toward his swelling erection. “Now I need to see the rest.”

Holly smiled. “I think that depends,” she told him.

“On what?” he asked, his hands making contact with his protruding member as he gripped it for her.

Holly couldn’t help the warm rush of excitement between her thighs as she eyed his huge cock. She loved that she had turned him on and knowing she had such an effect on him made her even wetter.

“Well,” she stammered, unfastening her bra and tossing it aside, then lacing her fingers in the elastic of her lace panties and taunting him, “it depends on whether or not you can keep your promise about my little slip-up earlier.”

He was holding his cock as if he was offering it to her. “I thought I was the one making the rules here,” he said, stroking himself through his jeans.

“You were,” she teased, tugging the edge of her panties down just enough to show him the crease of her shaved teenage pussy, “but now I need your word, Daddy.”

“You’ll get that when I see more,” he quipped, cueing her with his eyes to continue.

“Promise?” she asked.

He nodded, stroking himself slowly as he revealed the massive length of his huge boner.

“Then I guess I have no choice,” she said innocently, slipping her panties slowly down over her hips. “These need to come off.”

“That a girl,” he moaned. “Do what daddy likes.”

“There’s just one thing,” she suddenly argued, pausing just before she slipped her panties off. “I’ll only show you mine if you show me yours first,” she offered, letting her gaze fall to his enormous hard-on.

Martin stopped stroking himself and his eyes widened. “You drive a hard bargain,” he smiled, “but it seems fair.”

Before she could respond, he had already pulled his shirt over his head, his tight stomach rippling as he lay back just a bit to unfasten his pants and slowly unzip them.

Holly could feel more wetness slip between her slender thighs as she watched his massive cock spring free and she almost gasped. Her daddy had the longest, thickest cock she’d ever seen!

“Your turn,” he breathed, wriggling out of his jeans and tossing them onto the floor next to her bed.

“Okay,” she smiled, slipping her panties all the way down her legs and stepping out of them. “There,” she said, “now you’ve seen everything, can I get your word now?”

“Not yet, darling,” he said, shooting her another wicked grin. “If I’m going to give you my word, then I need you to give me something.”

Martin stroked his swollen cock and spread his legs wide.

“Anything, Daddy,” she said, because as she watched his cock grow within his strong grip, she really would do anything to get her hands on it.

“I need you to suck my cock, Holly,” he told her matter-of-factly. “And don’t act like you don’t want to. I saw the way you were sucking on your fingers in that photo you sent me. I’m sure you have a pretty gifted mouth, young lady.”

Holly didn’t waste a minute of her time arguing against his orders. She quickly kneeled between his knees and ran her hands up his legs, feeling his hard muscles as her hands made their way toward his huge cock. A soft sigh escaped her lips and she wondered what it might feel like to have it inside of her, pounding away at her tender, young pussy.

“Anything to make this whole thing right between us,” she whispered, lowering her head between his thighs until she put her mouth on his firm tip, exhaling slowly, letting the heat from her mouth warm his hard cock.