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  Spread from Behind

  Olivia R. Gasm

  Published by Olivia R. Gasm

  All characters and events in this story are fictitious.

  Any characters participating in sexual acts are at least 18 years of age and not related by blood, even if not stated within the text.

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  I could hardly believe my eyes when I saw my stepfather outside on the porch, with his lips pressed against our neighbor’s as they wrapped their arms around each other in a tight embrace. He definitely wasn’t holding back his sensual kiss — What a bastard!

  He was cheating on my mother, but the more I thought about it the less I blamed him. I had always suspected that my mother wasn’t entirely faithful towards him either, during her week–long business trips that she went on very often. He must be lonely.

  I couldn’t take my eyes off them when I sat quietly by the window, stalking them without their knowledge. They kissed with such passion — something that I hadn’t seen between my mother and him for a long time.

  I wonder if she’s is his lover… I thought to myself, intently watching the middle–aged, petite blonde woman he stood next to. I barely knew her, but I suppose she was a nice lady. Nice enough to get a kiss from my stepfather at 02 am on a Wednesday.

  It was by accident that I caught them — I had been sitting by the window and browsing on my phone, when suddenly the porch light turned on and lit them up during their private moment.

  By now I was intrigued, and I wanted to know more! Why? Was one of the questions that occupied my young mind. How long?

  Eventually, I climbed down from the windowpane and walked downstairs, into the pitch black kitchen. The darkness gave me an idea — what if I suddenly turned on the kitchen and corridor lights? I’m sure that would give him a real scare!

  I approached the kitchen window carefully and peeked outside. They were sitting down now, looking lovingly at each other and holding hands together between the two garden chairs. They looked very… tranquil. But that’s about to change. I thought quietly to myself with a wicked grin.

  Leaping across the room, I quickly hit my palm against the light switch before running into the corridor and turning on the lights there as well, filling the ground floor with a bright, yellow glow.

  I leaned against the wall for a moment, hidden out of sight from the front door, and listened to the panicked sounds of them scrambling out of their chairs. The sounds were loud and undignified, and could be compared to that of a sea elephant getting out of the water.

  Containing my curiosity was hard, but I had to keep myself away from the window. I walked back into the kitchen instead, casually digging through the fridge as if I was only downstairs in order to make myself a late–night snack. As I did so, I could hear the backdoor opening behind me, and someone sneaking inside.

  “Oh, h–hey Julie. You’re up late.” My stepfather Sean let out with a slight stutter.

  I seemed to have managed to scare him a little bit at least. I turned around and saw him standing below the kitchen arch with a guilty, sheepish look on his face.

  “I felt hungry after I was woken up by a light outside.” I answered quickly, turning my head back towards the fridge to prepare myself a bowl of muesli.

  “What light?” Sean asked instantly.

  I looked over my shoulder before answering, and saw that he had moved towards the table and was leaning over it.

  “There was a light coming from the porch, it shone into my room.” I said matter–of–factly as I lifted my bowl up and started munching at it next to the kitchen counter.

  He had an interesting expression on his face as he watched me, silently observing me as I enjoyed my cereal. Mmm, this is so good… I thought to myself, biting into the crispy, sugary oats, covered in yogurt.

  Sean looked agitated, which contrasted against my enjoyment. I’m sure he hadn’t expected to get caught, especially at this hour, and I was lucky to have been awake and on my phone. Frankly, I found the whole situation a little bit amusing.

  “I saw you from the window.” I continued, shoveling another spoon of muesli into my hungry mouth.

  “Ah… well… yeah, I was out.” Sean answered, looking at the wall instead of me while he spoke.

  “So who was with you?” I asked and looked at him curiously.

  Knowing his secret — that he was doing something naughty with miss neighbor — made me feel smug, and I kept pressing him for more information. I wonder if they’ve done anything more than just kissing. I thought to myself. Surely they must have, I mean they were both adults and all.

  “Who do you mean?” He responded, probably trying to fish for information as well.

  “The lady from next door.” I said, crunching loudly. “What was she doing there with you? Isn’t it a little bit too late?”

  “Umm… Yeah.” He answered coyly, not trying to deny the facts.

  “So what were you doing?” I asked as I put the bowl down in the sink, feeling the thirst for orange juice in my throat.

  “Nothing…” Sean mumbled and stood up straight. “I just saw her outside and thought I’d say hi.” He escaped into the corridor and into the living room, where he sat down on the sofa with a loud sigh.

  I quickly leapt through the rooms to join him, leaning against the back rest while he rapidly skipped through all the channels on the TV.

  “I saw you kiss.”

  “We weren’t kissing.” He responded quickly, but I could see the guilt in his eyes, as well in his behavior.

  “Come on… You don’t need to lie to me. I know what I saw.”

  He turned his head and looked into my eyes, wary of admitting the truth, or even answering me. Why can’t men just admit when they’ve done something wrong? I already caught him!

  It’s not like I was mad… I was just curious — intrigued, even. I would never dare to do something like that, let alone in our own backyard!

  Truthfully… I was a little bit jealous — of her. I had felt that way in the past too, of my mother, but this time it was different. Very different.

  “What do you want me to say?” Sean blurted out. “If you saw us… what is there even for me to say?”

  He seemed more relaxed now. He probably felt a little bit better now that he didn’t have to avoid my questions anymore.

  I jumped over the backseat and into the sofa next to him, trying to think of a good question now when he was likely to answer it.

  “You kissed Ms. Falck… repeatedly.” I said with a wide smile, enjoying the sudden power I had over him. “Why?”

  His face turned a ghastly white when he finally realized how much I knew. Lifting his arm up and pointing the remote at the TV, he turned it off and set the remote down on the table.

  “So, what do you want? A new phone?” He asked and leaned forward.

  “Haha, what?” I let out with a giggle. I couldn’t believe I had pushed him towards something so low.

  “You heard me.” He said with a serious look on his face. “What do you want to keep this between us? Money?”

  I could have asked for anything — a new laptop, fashionable clothes — but it didn’t feel right. Still, this was my chance to get anything I wanted, and I wasn’t going to waste it. Maybe I should ask for something completely different… a favor.

  I gazed into his eyes while I crossed my legs, taking my time to answer.

  “So you real
ly don’t want me to tell mom?” I asked, testing his commitment.

  “I would… really appreciate it if you didn’t.” He let out, putting his elbows against his knees and leaning on them tiredly. “It was a mistake and it won’t be happening again.”

  Suddenly a wild idea crept into my mind… and idea for something I really wanted, but I wasn’t ready to ask for it. I wanted him to show me the same passion and affection that he did to Ms. Falck.

  I felt extremely tempted — Sean was very attractive, and this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. But would he agree? He just called it a mistake… His stare was piercing, making me nervous as I glanced back and forth between him and the dim room.

  “What if…” I mumbled, unable to say the rest out loud.

  I giggled nervously, feeling the swarm of butterflies flapping wildly inside my stomach.

  “What if what?” Sean asked impatiently. “Seriously, let’s just get this over with.”

  “What if you kissed me the same way you kissed her?” I finally let out, grabbing the closest pillow and hugging it tightly while I waited for his response.

  His mouth gaped open slightly, and his pupils grew large as he stared at me like he didn’t believe what he just heard. He leaned back forcefully, looking very confused.

  “Seriously?” He asked after a moment of silence.

  I looked at him innocently and nodded without a word, playing shyly with the curls of my hair. I didn’t feel in control anymore, I had lost all the power I had earlier. I hope it’s worth it.

  Sean looked hesitant and nervous, but seemed to be giving in.

  “Is that all you want? Like, no money or anything?” He asked after thinking for a moment.

  “Yes.” I chirped.

  “Alright.” He agreed. “But you can never tell anyone, and this never happened, okay?”

  “Okay...” My cheeks felt warm as I nodded.

  “Come sit, then.” Sean prompted, patting the free seat next to him on the sofa.

  I crawled towards him, sitting so close I could feel his body heat radiate against me. He smells like the forest.

  “So, uh… how do you want to do this?” He asked, looking sort of awkward.

  “I don’t know…” I mumbled. “Imagine that I’m Ms. Falck.” I suggested, hoping that would help him see me as someone other than his stepdaughter. I didn’t care if he was “technically” my father, because we had never had that kind of relationship anyway. He, on the other hand, didn’t look too content about going through with it, but I had no idea of knowing what he was thinking.

  He placed his hand on my thigh, stroking it slowly and calmly. He seemed to be contemplating how to move forward, paying close attention to the movements of his own hand.

  Then, he turned his body towards me so that we were facing each other, both sitting quietly and looking into the other’s eyes. For a moment, it felt like a scene from a teenage movie.

  Suddenly he reached his arm around my waist and pulled me closer, pressing my body tight against his. I could feel the hard muscles of his toned body, and it felt good — really good.

  It felt even better when we both closed our eyes and he leaned in towards me, his rough stubble rubbing against my cheek as he placed his lips on mine.

  He pressed them against my mouth and forced my lips apart, causing a loud smacking noise. His lips were soft and tasted faintly sweet, like apricots. The inside of his mouth was a wet cavern, one that I explored eagerly with my tongue.

  I let out a soft, happy sigh, exhaling into Sean’s mouth. It made me feel light–headed, dizzy almost, and I wondered if he felt the same way. Curiously, I opened my eyes slightly and watched him through my fluttering eyelids, seeing the deep, concentrated wrinkle embedded in his forehead.

  Sean’s lips suddenly lifted from mine and for a moment, I felt a pang of sadness — thinking that the kiss was already over — until I realized that he was only switching spots, allowing his lips to press against the nape of my neck. He sucked on my exposed skin tenderly, nibbling slightly on the bruised redness that was appearing.

  His hand, which had been resting on my right shoulder, slowly started to make its way down over my arm. He placed it on my breast, stroking it softly and cupping it carefully in his big, strong hand.

  His tender touch sent a tingle through my body, going from my shoulder all the way to my toes. I moaned softly, voicing my pleasure. In that moment, his eyes shot open, as if I had interrupted his trance.

  He let go of me quickly, like I was a smoldering hot piece of metal straight from the furnace. “I’m… I’m sorry.” He mumbled, looking away from me.

  “For what?” I asked, disappointed that it was all over so soon.

  “For… touching you.” He whispered, glancing at me with clear guilt in his eyes.

  I sat quietly for a moment and watched him nervously fidget with his hands. “I liked it.” I admitted.

  Sean stopped fidgeting and peeked at me suspiciously, but there was a spark of interest in his eyes. “You did?” He asked.

  “I loved it.” I said, moving myself closer towards him, pressing my thigh against his. “Touch me more.“ I added as a whisper, letting my hot breath blow against his ear.

  “Oh Julie.” He moaned and buried his face in my brown locks, inhaling deeply. “But we shouldn’t.”

  I knew that it was wrong, Sean was my stepfather and he was much older than me, but a part of me still wanted him so badly — and that part didn’t care at all about how taboo it was. That part… that part was burning with desire and flaming hot lust.

  I let my lips trace gently over Sean’s neck, planting soft kisses as I went. “Nobody has to know.” I whispered into his ear, my nose tickling his earlobe.

  He turned his head towards me, looking visibly torn. His pale eyes looked back at me longingly, but his hands kept a safe distance from my body.

  My hand landed on his knee and started to work its way up, stroking his strong, muscular thigh as it moved towards his crotch. Sean let out a pained groan as I gripped his cock — not too firmly, but hard enough to feel it completely through his jeans.

  For a moment I wasn’t sure if it was his cock I had grabbed, because it was just so thick. With increased curiosity, I moved my hand up and down and tried to feel just how big his cock was. It’s enormous! I thought in awe, enjoying the feeling of his cock throbbing rapidly against my palm.

  Sean lifted his hand and planted it at my waist, stroking it softly with a firm hand. I placed my hand over his and guided it in underneath my top, slowly sliding up onto my breast. He cupped it gently, his mouth hanging open slightly as his thumb moved in circular motions around my nipple.

  I gripped my top by the seam and pulled it over my head, exposing myself. Sean leaned in and put his mouth on my breast, taking my nipple in his mouth and sucking on it tightly.

  “Mmm…” I groaned, my chest tingling from his touch.

  With his mouth still latched onto my breast, his hands started to wander down across my body, feeling out every inch of my skin as they slipped over my curves. He stopped at my hips, letting his fingers slide in under my pants and underwear.

  He pulled my clothes down over my thighs and ass, and I stood up on my knees, moving the pants down over my legs. The living room felt cold against my naked skin, causing my pink nipples to stand erect.

  I put my hand under Sean’s chin and lifted his head up, lowering mine and letting our lips meet once more. His tongue darted around my mouth, eagerly stroking my cave. I closed my eyes and he did the same, our lips smacking loudly over and over against as our mouths met repeatedly, until we were both breathless.

  As I pulled away, I reached for his pants and opened the button and zipper, sliding his trunks and pants down over his hips. His cock sprung free, standing tall and wide, glistening with pre–cum. It was massive! My fingers barely reached around as I wrapped them around his thickness.

  “Are you sure about this?” Sean breathed.

  I was sur
e. In fact, I had never been surer about anything in my entire lite — I wanted Sean, and I wanted his thick, fat cock planted deep inside of me, fucking me until I screamed.

  “Yes.” I moaned back, letting my hand pull his foreskin up and down over his shaft until he groaned from pleasure.

  I straddled him, placing one leg on each side of his strong, wide thighs, feeling his massive cock stroke the inside of my legs. His dick was swollen and pink, pulsating heavily against my pale skin.

  I wonder if I should ask about condoms… I thought to myself, but decided against it. Sean was healthy and attractive, I couldn’t ask for a better father for my child — if that would end up being the case. A part of me even wanted him to spill inside of me, filling me up with his fertile semen.

  He gripped my thighs firmly and held me tight as I lowered myself down, guiding his stiff, rigid member into my tight hole. I gasped loudly as the tip popped inside, spreading the opening of my pussy wide.

  “Sean….” I whimpered.

  I lowered myself down further slowly, inviting his cock deep inside of me. He shivered slightly, breathing heavily as my willing pussy swallowed his throbbing cock.

  He started to thrust himself upwards, sliding back and forth between my wet lips, slamming into my inner wall. He grunted loudly, a small pearl of sweat rolling down his forehead as he ravaged me.

  His forceful thrusts made me feel amazing, whimpering and moaning loudly from pleasure when he pounded into me. A wonderful, breathtaking feeling was building up quickly inside of me, making my breathing sharp and shallow.

  “You’re so tight.” Sean moaned, speaking his first words for a long time.

  “Your dick is just so big...” I moaned back.

  And I wasn’t lying — Sean’s massive cock was filling me up to the brim, stretching my poor, aching pussy beyond its limits. My wet, swollen pussy lips hugged him tightly, trembling slightly each time he pushed into me.

  Sean’s hand suddenly moved down across my body and in between my legs, dipping them in my wet juices. His soaked fingers found my clit, making me let out a pleased gasp as they landed upon it, stroking me gently.