I slept well, cuddling lovingly into my stepfather. When I woke before him, I noticed his cock was rock solid, but he slept on, seemingly unaware. I studied him carefully because my father was the first man I had seen naked - the first cock I had sucked and the first man to touch my pussy.
I cupped my palm over my mouth and giggled, desperately trying to stifle my girlish excitement.
I have a man in my bed.
My father.
I stroked his cock gently, watching for a reaction, enjoying his pleasured whimpering and how much harder his shaft became. Jamie was eighteen when he and my Mom met. She was twenty-three, and I was a year old, still breastfeeding, and with no clue who my biological father was.