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I pour soap in my hand and grab the razor from her.I shouldn’t do this.
‘Spread your legs for me.’Spread your legs for Daddy.My cock is hardening. Cara keeps looking at me, eyes wide. ‘I can’t show you how to use the razor if you sit like that.’
I tap her knee. She doesn’t move.
What the hell am I doing?Of course, she doesn’t move – I’m her stepdad and I’ve asked her to spread her legs! She’ll scream the house down any second now – Valerie will hear it all the way into Windmoor Heath. This will be the end of me – my wife will have the ammunition she needs to make my life even more hellish – or worse, to leave me and take my assets with her.Fuck!
I get ready to stand, racking my brain how to bargain with Cara to keep quiet.
But then it happens.
Cara slowly pries her legs apart.
Creamy thighs spread to expose the pussy she tries to cover with her hand. My heart is hammering in my chest and I glance up at her. Her eyes are still wide open, and her teeth sink into her bottom lip. All rational thoughts vanish in the steamy room. Instead, I lift an eyebrow, quietly challenging Cara to go on. She swallows hard. I hold my breath. One beat passes. Two. She removes her hand. I suck in a sharp breath as inch after inch of young pussy comes into view.
What a lovely, sweet, pink little cunt.My stepdaughter’s cunt.
Before either Cara or I can come to our senses, I reach over with my soapy hand. Her body jolts when my fingers connect with her warm skin. I withhold a moan.
Heat is spreading low in my abs as I massage the soap into the skin above her pussy with slow sweeping motions. The scent of the soap fills the room, while my fingers tremble, tracing the sides of her pink lips down to her ass crack. Cara gasps as I rub the suds over her labia. I hardly dare to breathe as one of my fingers slips in between her puffy lips.Damn!My chest rumbles and a keening sound escapes Cara. Her chest moves rapidly under her hand, which is still trying to shield her breasts.
‘This is how you do it,’ I say with a gravelly voice once her sex is completely covered in suds. ‘You go with the hair, not against it.’ A strip of tempting skin re-emerges. ‘You stretch your skin for a smooth glide.’ I demonstrate, showing her with my fingers how to stretch and move her skin.
‘Um, what?’ she breathes as I shave off her landing strip.
‘Let’s get you nice and bare, shall we?’ I mumble, while my cock is throbbing in my pants. Yes, I want her young pussy all bare.
I’ve never groomed a woman before. I’ve missed out. I continue shaving the sides of her slit. Her pussy lips are soft under the rough pads of my fingers as I use any excuse to touch them. Her clit is exposed as I stretch her skin. I want to lick it, want to know what it feels like against my tongue. I swallow hard.
Cara’s breathing has changed. I smirk to myself when I notice her hand isn’t covering her tit anymore, no it’s squeezing it, pulling at the nipple between her fingers. The pink nub darkens with every tug. Her other hand is white gripping the edge of the bathtub.
‘Lift your leg up.’
‘What?’
I look up at her, holding her gaze as I emphasise every word. ‘Lift your leg up and put it on the edge of the tub. I can’t reach down to your ass the way you’re sitting now.’
Her eyes go even wider and she stutters, ‘O-okay, Daddy.’
She lifts her leg and her young cunt opens for me. Lips spread wide and her parted, dark pink inner folds expose her entrance in the sweetest taboo invitation. I lick my lips, knowing the wetness around her hole isn’t water. It is trickling down to her puckered little asshole that I can clearly see through the remaining suds. I lean forward, pressing my hard meat against the bathtub as I try to get as close as possible to this pink weeping flower.
Cara’s breath hitches when I touch her skin again. She grabs my shoulder to keep her balance. A whimpering sound escapes her when I pull at her lips to get better access. I slip my pinkie over her clit and almost growl in appreciation when her nails bite into my skin.
All too soon, her raised mound and plump lips are as smooth and bare as they can get. There’s no hair left to shave.
I don’t want this to end.
‘I need to rinse the suds off,’ I mumble.
Cara is still gripping my shoulder when I take the hand shower and make sure the water is nice and warm. Then I change the shower head setting to massage. I centre the pulsing spray at her mound, going right to left, back and forth, slowly edging down. She’s watching the descent with flushed cheeks, her stomach contracting.
‘Daddy!’ she screams when the hard spray finally hits her clit. She grabs my shoulder with her other hand, clinging to me as I circle her clit, over and over. Her naked young breasts sway just before my face, her hard nipples almost touching my hungry mouth.
‘Need to make sure all the soap is washed off your pussy,’ I growl.
‘God, Daddy!’ Her foot kicks at the bathtub edge and I know I’ll have little bruises from her grip on me.
Then she screams. Fuck, she’s loud. Thank god her mother isn’t home. I hold the spray at her clit while her body jerks and her breasts tremble.
