Ben rubbed her back with slow gentle movements.
She buried her face in his neck and whispered, 'That was so much better in person.'
Step-Daughter Gangbang
Zoey stretched sensuously. She loved sunbathing, and the feel of the hot sun on her tan skin. She cut her big blue eyes toward the family room window, and the blinds snapped back into place. Her lips curled into a smile. The eighteen year old brunette loved it when her step-dad and his naughty friends covertly watched her sunbathing, or doing anything for that matter. Indeed, the only reason she was sunbathing was to give that group of thirty-eight to forty year old men a cheap thrill.
She squirted some suntan lotion into her hand. Movement in the window let her know they were watching. Zoey lifted her right leg, locked her knee straight, and started rubbing in the lotion. She wondered if they realized she expected and wanted them to gawk at her, why else sunbath in stiletto fuck me pumps? Taking her time, she made sure to rub lotion on her inner thighs, especially close to her most private girlie bits, before moving to her other leg.
A quick side glance showed all four men in the window, looking mesmerized.
The beautiful teen began rubbing suntan lotion on her tone, flat belly. She started just below her breasts, and slowly worked her way down to her barely covered pussy. Her bikini bottom was so skimpy she had to maintain a full Brazilian to wear it. If anything, her top was even worse, being just a pair of tiny triangles that barely came up high enough to cover her nipples.
But boy, it’s worth it, she thought, remembering how her step-dad’s head snapped around as she walked through the family room, heading to the pool. I almost gave all four of those naughty men whiplash.
The sound of her five-inch red stiletto pumps silenced them all as she passed through, silky brown hair bouncing, boobs bouncing with each step, and hips swaying. Two of them, Ted and Charlie, actually gawked at her, mouths open. Her step-dad and Charlie had bulges in their khaki shorts before she was halfway through the room.
I should go in and innocently join them, she thought, her smile growing wicked. Just to cool my hot, shapely, barely dressed teenage body off a bit. Nothing sinister in that, right?
Using a towel, Zoey cleaned off the suntan lotion. Then she rubbed herself down with a light coat of baby oil. Just enough to give her skin a nice gleam. Something to accentuate all of her curves and show off her hard earned muscle definition.
“I’m going to miss these weekend taunt and tease games when I go to college next week,” she said as she stood and stretched again. Yeah, she noticed the men watching her. Amazing how she suddenly needed a nice long stretch whenever they were all watching. “But probably not as much as they will.”
Zoey left all of her sunbathing paraphernalia behind. She would be back in a bit. It would be cruel to tease those horny men up close and personal for too long, right?
As she headed for the door, Zoey heard the men rushing back to arrange themselves around the room as if they were interested in the game and each other’s company. It was a shame, too, since those sexy shoes really forced her body into the most incredible shape, and they totally missed her sassy little strut. When she entered, the men were all staring at the TV amid unnatural silence. Zoey smiled knowingly.
“Hi, guys, what’re you doing?”
“Oh, just watching,” Bill said.
Zoey slanted a look at her step-dad, and he suddenly realized just what he said.
“Watching?” she said, casually brushing at the long bangs in her eyes. That never failed to get a reaction from dear old step-dad. He loved her hair.
“The game! Yes, we’re just watching the game,” he said, face red.
She noticed the bulge in his pants was starting to shrink. Must be the embarrassment.
“Who’s playing?”
Silence. Every man turned toward the TV and looked. The names of the teams were usually displayed, but a commercial was playing. Amusement tugged at the corners of Zoey’s lips. It was going just about as usual when she popped in for a brief visit.
“White Sox and Twins,” Stan said. Like her step-dad, he was tall, brown-eyed, and dark-haired. “It’s the sixth quarter…I mean sixth inning.”
“If I stayed, would you guys teach me everything?”
“Oh, God, I’d love to teach you a few things,” Charlie said, face filled with the most lusty look she’d ever seen on any of Bill’s friends. She’d seen that look on step-dad’s face many times, though.
“Really? Like what?” Zoey said, and smiled sultrily at him.
Charlie moved up fast, and took her hand in his. It was the first time ever one of Bill’s friends actually dared to touch her. She was a little surprised, and a quite thrilled. They had taken it up a notch. Zoey liked it. She gave his hand a little squeeze, as she looked up into his dark blue eyes. Both stiffened as a deep, base connection flowed between them.
Zoey broke the connection, feeling hot and tingly all inside and out. And a little breathless. Looking around, she noticed the other men were staring. They all looked surprised that one of their number was actually having some success with her.
They all probably think they have a chance to score with me now, she thought. Good, I can up my game.
“I’d love to hang with you guys, but I put baby oil all over my body,” Zoey said, pleased to see the men look long and hard at her gleaming body. “To make my skin silky soft and smooth to the touch.”
“Silky smooth and soft,” Ted said. He was the lone blonde of the group, with pale blue eyes. Though the shortest, he was the most handsome and youngest looking, despite being the eldest at forty. He spoke so softly, longingly, as he stared at her thighs, hips, and barely covered pubic mound. “Looks so soft.”
No one but Zoey seemed to think this mindless mutterings odd and out of place, but then she kind of liked it. Driving the men crazy with desire was her goal, after all. Score one for Zoey. Then she decided to run up the score, and stepped away from Charlie and up to Ted.
“You think so? That’s so sweet,” she said. He was sitting at the end of the couch, so she took hold of his hand and placed it on her upper thigh. “Does it feel soft and smooth?”
Instead of stroking her thigh, as she expected, he gave it a firm squeeze. Zoey let out a tiny gasp. A warm tingle formed deep in her lower belly, and it suddenly got a lot warmer in there. After a long second, she realized she was holding her breath.
“Oh, you have such strong hands,” she said when his other hand joined the first on her thigh. So high up her thigh. So hard to breathe. “Oh my. You are a bold one, aren’t you, Mr. Holden?”
“Damn, look at how hard and erect her nipples just got,” Stan said, sounding almost like he was talking aloud to himself.
Zoey’s hands came up to her boobs, fingertips lightly stroking her nipples in an unconscious act. She was just as surprised as the men by her body’s reaction.
One of Ted’s fingers brushed across her mound, proving just how sensitive it was when she gasped and tensed. Suddenly, she felt a little disoriented, and looked around at all of the lusty faces. Everyone, especially her step-father, looked so damned horny. Their lust sucked the air out of her lungs, leaving her panting lightly. Her insides melted.
“Call me Ted, Zoey,” he said. Ted released her thigh, and grabbed her well-rounded hips. He moved Zoey over his knee, facing him. “Sit right there.”
Zoey didn’t fight it, she really, really loved it when a boy took complete charge of her like that. She let him maneuver her, manipulate her, so that she ended up sitting atop his hard, boney knee. It pressed against her hot, achy pussy.
“Is the AC on? It’s so hot in here,” Zoey said in a breathy voice.
Ted started bouncing his knee, driving it into her twat. He sent pulses of erotic pleasure through Zoey. Her jaw dropped as she stared into his eyes, her hands on his forearms. She felt her hair and boobs bouncing, and all of
