D Abby - Loving step-parents

Being pretty wasn't the only thing about her that I liked. I could talk to her and she understood what I was trying to say and didn't giggle. She had her own PC and she was interested in mine. I let her try mine out and she knew her way around pretty well. If I had to have a sister, I was glad it would be her.

She presented a problem however. I knew if she explored, she would find those hidden files. I didn't want to delete them because they were fun to look at when I jerked off. That was another problem. I would have to be much more careful about jerking off. What if she caught me doing it. I blushed just thinking about that.

It wasn't long before I was thinking of Clair most of the time when I jerked off. I didn't have to look at the graphics. I would imagine her without any clothes on and she would do things to me that the women in the graphics were doing to the men. I started to have wet dreams about her and would wake up at least once a week with my bed all wet with cum. They were the best dreams I'd ever had. I wanted Clair to live in the same house with me but knew it would be difficult for me if she did.

Late in July my father told me that he and Janet were going to marry and they had set the date of the wedding for the middle of August. This caused a lot of replanning. I usually spent the month of August with my grandmother on the west coast. Since it was the middle of July I couldn't move the vacation up very much. If I were to be home for the wedding, and I wanted to be, that visit would have to be cut down to one week. I knew that my grandmother would be disappointed but there wasn't very much we could do about it. Dad explained things to her on the phone and arrangements were made.

I usually flew to the coast but Janet had to go to the west coast on business just about the same time I was to visit my grandmother out there. There were many discussions and arrangements were made for me to travel with Janet instead of flying.

She had several short stops she had to make to visit some clients so she was going to drive. She and Dad thought it would give the two of us some time to get better acquainted. Since Janet wouldn't be home Clair would stay with Dad while we were away so that they could get better acquainted.

Both my father and Janet thought that Clair and I should get to know each other better too so every day for the week before the trip, Janet brought Clair to the house on her way to work. I did like Clair a lot but I found her presence very disturbing. I was never in her presence very long before I got a hard on. I realized that I was falling in love with her and that was silly. Thirteen year old girls were interested in fourteen and fifteen year old boys. They weren't interested in kids as young as me.

Common sense didn't help any, I had a hard on almost all the time and I didn't have a chance to look at the graphics and jerk off. I had to go to the bathroom two or three times a day to get rid of that hard on. I also jerked off at least once each night thinking about her. No amount of telling myself I was doing it too much helped at all.

This is the story of what happened. Some of the things happened to me when Clair wasn't around and some of happened to Clair when I wasn't around. The very best parts of it happened when both of us were together.

When Clair found out I was writing it all down, she insisted that she tell her side of the story. Since we sometimes had different impressions from the same events, this story became a joint venture.

(You bet I insisted. All that week I visited I would see David's hard prick push out his pants and I knew he was thinking of me. The idea that he found me attractive got my cunt wet and I wondered what his prick looked like. It didn't take much imagination to figure out why he was going to the bathroom so many times during the day. Each time he went to the bathroom I did use my imagination to picture him jerking off and I finger fucked myself to at least one climax.)

When we showed the story to Mom and Dad, they insisted that they had the right to put in their own editorial comments.

I knew Dad liked Janet an awful lot. I thought she was nice too and I liked her too even though I resented her marrying Dad. She was a slightly older version of her daughter. Where Clair showed promise of development, Janet was fully developed. That first day in the car I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. I just wasn't accustomed to being that close to a female for that length of time and it had quite an effect on me.

The odor of her perfume had my prick hard as soon as I got into the car. The movement of her breasts as she steered the car did nothing to make it any softer. I kept a book in my lap so Janet wouldn't notice the crotch of my pants being pushed way out. Each time we stopped for gas I went to the men's room to jerk off.

I closed my eyes, and pretend that Janet steered the car without any clothes on. I spit on my hand, visualized Janet's tits jiggling as she steered the car, slid my hand up and down my prick a dozen or so times, and shot a load of cum into the toilet hopper.

When I came out of the men's room I looked at Janet and wondered if she knew what I'd been doing. The thought that she might made me blush. I know she must have noticed that.

(I sure did. I knew that David didn't have much experience with the female sex and that being close to me was bothering him. I thought it was cute the way he tried to hide his hard on. I wasn't going to embarrass him more by letting him know that I knew his prick was hard and it was embarrassing him. I certainly wasn't going to let him know that it was bothering me too.)

We got to the first stop at eight that night and there were complications. There was a convention in town. Three motels had no vacancies signs out. There was a vacancy at the fourth one. They only had one room available and it was for single occupancy.

By this time we were getting desperate and Janet took me aside and asked if I would mind if they put a cot in the single for me. She asked if I minded sleeping in the same room. The thought of sleeping in the same room with a woman embarrassed me and I blushed. This seemed to amuse Janet, but she pretended that she didn't notice.

(I knew David was embarrassed, but by this time his very innocence was getting to me. I wondered what his hard little prick looked like. I began to get horny.)

Janet took the room and had a cot put in. We had dinner while the room was being prepared for us. I don't know how I got through that dinner thinking of sleeping in the same room with Janet. By the time we were through dinner it was almost ten o'clock, and Janet had an early appointment the next morning. We went to the room to prepare for bed.

I didn't know how to handle this situation. Janet went into the bathroom and changed to her night clothes and that made things easier. Wow! When she came out I could see through her nightgown. I could see the nipples on her tits, and the hair making a darker blotch in her crotch. I tried to hide my blush and my boner. I hurried into the bathroom myself.

(I thought David's blushes were the cutest thing. The problem was that they telegraphed what he was thinking and got me thinking the same way.)

At home I usually only jerked off two or three times a day. But at home I only had my graphics to look at. Here I had Janet and she was really turning me on. I got undressed, sat down on the toilet and jerked off.

It didn't take long. As soon as I spit on my hand and started to pump my prick I was ready to shoot my cum. After only a dozen strokes I aimed my prick down into the toilet; spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, dribble; I shot off a load of cum. I took several deep breaths, hoped Janet didn't know what I'd done, washed my crotch and my hands, put on my pajamas, went back out, and got into bed.