"What the hell?" she whispered, licking her lips and leaning in to get a closer look. She knew her stepfather watched porn--that's why the adult pay channels had been locked--but not this kind of porn. The girl on the screen wasn't the usual dyed-blond porn-type with long, tanned legs and fake breasts and a tiny waist. This was a real girl, about her age, she guessed--thick and curvy. Her breasts were definitely real. She could tell.
Tina clicked the little triangle in the middle of the screen to make the video play. The sound was off, but she watched as the guy parted the girl's chubby thighs, her pussy shaved smooth, her lips swollen, red and fat as he smacked them with the head of his cock. The girl's head went back as he slid his cock home. She reached for him, and her breasts began to sway as he fucked her. Yep, definitely real, Tina noted.
She found the sound and turned it up, frowning when nothing came out of the speakers. Then she noticed the ear buds on her stepfather's big, antique desk, plugged into the laptop. She slipped them into her ears, the sound of fucking filling her head, sending a hot jolt of excitement down between her legs. She followed the sensation with her hand, cupping her mound, rubbing it over her panties--she was wearing just those and a t-shirt, ready for bed--as she watched the girl on the screen get pounded.
She looks like me. She did--at least a little. Definitely her body type, and even her coloring.
"Ohhhh Daddy, yes, fuck your little girl's tight baby pussy!"
Tina gaped at the screen, her breath caught in her throat. Of course, the older man fucking the younger girl on her stepfather's computer wasn't really that girl's daddy. That would be illegal. And wrong. But... but somehow the thought that it might be, just the fantasy of it, made her pussy ache like it never had before.
Tina leaned back in the big leather chair, putting one foot up on the seat so her legs were spread, rubbing her clit through her panties. Her arousal was so instantaneous that they were sticky already, the crotch damp as she tugged it aside, letting her fingers play in her wetness.
"You like Daddy's big cock?" the guy on the screen growled, pulling the length of it out so she could see it glistening before driving it back in, deep.
"Yes, Daddy! Oh yes! I love your big fucking dick inside me!" The girl used a kind of sing-song voice, high and sweet, and the man groaned, grabbing onto her breasts as they swayed on her chest. Tina watched as he squeezed and kneaded them, just like Ray used to do to her. Then he rolled her over to her belly, making her get up on her hands and knees.
"Oh god," she whispered, watching as the girl did as she was told, putting her bottom up high, her cheek resting against the mattress. She could almost feel that thick, hard cock sliding into her like that, from behind, those big hands gripping her.
"You've got a gorgeous ass, baby," he groaned, slapping it as he began to pump himself inside her. "Just fucking gorgeous."
Tina flushed at his words, her clit throbbing under her fingers as she rubbed herself, watching the couple on the screen fucking harder, faster, really getting into it now. She was too, so close to coming she was quivering all over. She knew she had to hurry--her parents would be home soon and she didn't want to be caught on her stepfather's password-protected computer. In fact, she was so close, she probably wouldn't have heard it if one of the ear buds hadn't slipped from her ear at that moment.
"I'll be just a few minutes!" her stepfather called on the other side of the door.
Tina just reacted, snapping the computer's lid closed and tossing the ear buds on the desk before sliding underneath it to hide in the cubbyhole. The desk was enormous, antique, so heavy the movers had cursed and grunted getting it up the stairs, and Tina shrank to the very back of the dark space, trying to keep quiet. She was breathing far too hard, and she gulped, trying to calm her racing heart.
The door opened and she closed her eyes, putting a hand over her own mouth to silence herself. Her stepfather turned on the light--she hadn't bothered--and then locked the door. She heard the tell-tale "click." Tina swallowed, trying to make herself smaller as he came over toward the desk--she heard his dress shoes on the hardwood floor.
She tried not to breathe at all as her stepfather opened his laptop, sitting in the big leather chair where she had just been touching herself. He was still in his suit, and his knees invaded her space as he slid closer to the screen. Oh god--if he found her here...