Perverted Step-Dad System

Jane stood for a moment, the quiet of the room settling around us.

"I’ll undress, dad." She added the last part in a shy tone.

I nodded, and she quickly moved her hands towards her shirt.

Slowly, almost shyly at first, she caught the bottom edge of her white sleeveless top and began to lift it.

The soft fabric peeled upward over her smooth, flat stomach and deliberately wasted a few seconds, purposefully wanting me to keep staring at her, before she continued removing it completely.

As she pulled it off, her soft breasts spilled free, jiggling softly as her hardened nipples, perhaps due to her arousal, came into view.

She pulled the garment the rest of the way off, letting it drop to the floor beside her with a quiet rustle.

Her red hair settled back around her shoulders, a few strands catching against the curve of one breast.

Jane glanced at me, and when she noticed I was still staring at her, without moving my eyes away, her face gained a deeper blush.

Her fingers went next to the waistband of her light gray shorts.

She hooked her thumbs beneath the elastic and eased them down over her curvy hips.

The fabric slid lower and lower, revealing the smooth skin of her lower stomach and the delicate line of her hips, until the shorts slipped past her thighs and pooled at her ankles.

She stepped out of them carefully, standing there in nothing but a simple pair of pale panties that clung lightly to the curve of her crotch.

Her eyes stayed on mine as she hooked her fingers into the sides of the last scraps of fabric.

She drew them down slowly, deliberately teasing me, the soft material peeling away from her skin, revealing the smooth, pink folds already faintly glistening between her thighs.

The panties dropped to the floor.

Jane stood fully naked now, the soft light of the bedside lamp washing over the pale length of her body, the gentle rise of her breasts, the narrow waist, the soft curve of her hips and the long, elegant lines of her legs.

A faint flush had spread across her chest and the tops of her cheeks.

She turned toward the bed and climbed onto it with deliberate grace, the mattress dipping under her weight.

She settled onto her stomach first, then shifted onto her side before finally rolling onto her back, stretching out along the sheets with her arms resting loosely above her head.

Her legs parted just enough that the soft folds of her pussy remained visible, the delicate flesh already looking slightly flushed and inviting.

She looked up at me through her half-lowered lashes, and her lips parted as though she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Uh... dad? Can you give me a massage, here?"

Jane gestured at her seductive frame sprawled on the bed as she stared at me with a pair of seductive eyes.

I was impressed by her behaviour today, as I closed the distance between us.

The room felt warmer now, the air carrying the faint, clean scent of her skin mixed with the soft warmth rising from her body.

I sat on the edge of the mattress and let my hands settle first on her shoulders, feeling the smooth heat of her skin under my palms.

My fingers pressed into her body slowly, working the tension from the muscles along the tops of her shoulders and the base of her neck.

Jane let out a breath the moment my fingers came in contact with her skin. The warmness of my slender fingers instantly made her aroused.

I moved my palms lower, gliding down the length of her arms, as my thumbs traced the inner lines of her wrists before returning to her shoulders and beginning the slow descent along her collarbones.

When my hands reached the soft outer curves of her breasts...

I glanced at Jane who was looking at me with a pair of expectant eyes.

She knew what I was doing, and she clearly anticipated.

Without hesitation, I let my palms cup the warm weight of her soft breasts, as my thumbs brushed her nipples in slow circles, causing her nipples to tighten further under the gentle motion.

Her nipples hardened at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming firm and hard in moments.

Jane’s back arched a fraction off the sheets as she moaned due to the sensation.

I slid my fingers off her breasts after hardening her nipples, spreading the warmth of the massage across her flat stomach, my fingers pressing into the warm flesh of her stomach and tracing the faint line of muscle beneath it before sliding further down.

My hands reached the tops of her thighs.

And coating my fingers deliberately in another oil.

With my fingers now dripping some oil, I slid them lower down her thighs deliberately with a slow motion, my thumbs pressing inward along the sensitive inner flesh until her legs shifted wider of their own accord.

The heat between her thighs was already noticeable, as the delicate folds of her pussy parted just a little bit, to reveal her pink hole dripping her love juices onto the soft fabric of her bed.

The soft pink flesh parted slightly with each slow breath she took before closing inwards like petals, painting an erotic sight.

Mesmerized, I let one hand travel higher along the inside of her thigh, while the other remained on her hip to hold her steady.

My fingers brushed the outer lips of her pussy with the lightest pressure, feeling the slick heat that had gathered there.

"...Ahhh..." Jane moaned faintly, the moment my fingers brushed against her already sensitive pussy.

I pressed more firmly, two fingers sliding along the wet crease, parting her folds and finding the swollen bud of her clit already sensitive and eager.

I circled it slowly, the slickness coating my fingertips, while my other hand returned to her breast, pinching the tight nipple between thumb and finger with just enough pressure to draw another quiet sound from her lips.

Her breathing had grown heavier, the soft rise and fall of her chest more pronounced.

I slipped one finger inside her, feeling the hot, silken walls close around the intrusion almost immediately as her eyes widened to stare at me.

"...dad?" she called out in surprise, with an almost hesitant voice.

She was startled that for the first time I’d initiated something between them.

Jane’s thighs trembled against my wrist at the thought, getting noticeably more aroused.

Her hands had curled into the sheets above her head, her knuckles whitening as she felt a warm sensation in her pussy starting to build up the moment I slowly began moving my finger inside and out of her pussy.

I leaned closer and Jane pushed her body closer to meet mine, clearly already horny.

Watching her reaction I smiled to myself internally then increased the pace of my fingering just enough that each thrust of my finger into her warm pussy produced a soft, wet sound in the quiet room.

Her inner walls fluttered and tightened around my finger and the flush across her chest had deepened, spreading down toward her stomach.

"Yes dad... that’s exactly where I’m exhausted..." Jane muttered in a low moan as my fingers probed deeper into her pussy.

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