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Stepdad Gives Release

Category: Female-Male (FM)
Submitted by: ~anonymous Age: 22 Gender: Female

I grew up in a conservative household where the fact that I masturbated (and I always have, ever since I can remember) was the bane of my mother's existence. I liked to hump my hands with my legs bent at the knees. It felt fantastic and relaxed me. I was always something of a nervous kid and it calmed me down. My mother, however, was not calmed down. I can remember being told to "stop rubbing myself" and admonished regularly. It was always my mother who went out of her way to catch me---not my stepfather, who was older than she and definitely more laid back.

One weekend my mom was out, and I guess my defenses were down since it was just me and my stepdad, because I started doing it in the living room watching TV, a far more public place than my normal locations, my bedroom, and the floor of the bathroom when I got really desperate for a rub. I'd been on a good streak of hiding my love of humping and hadn't been caught for months and months. I'm sure my mother thought I was cured.

I was going at it when suddenly, right in that sweet spot of masturbating where the idea of taking my hands off my pussy was painful because it was feeling so good, my stepdad said "I take it you still rub yourself, huh," in a knowing way. I froze. He sat down and said "You don't have to stop, it's okay, I'll just watch TV." Embarrassed but also turned on, I resumed my rubbing. My pussy felt even wetter than normal and I relished the embarrassment of being caught as I came to a very quick climax, humping my hands hard.

Seconds later I processed what I had just done and how mad my mom would be, and I started crying. My stepdad put me in his lap and said it was ok, my mom was a little uptight about things but it wasn't bad, what I was doing, it was totally normal and even my mom somewhere in her knew that, I smiled. He hugged me tight, and I moved my legs so that they were straddling his thigh and started to hump, still in his embrace. I sighed because it felt so good and I wanted him to know. Then I moved one hand so that I could touch my titties. My stepdad gently picked me up and said it was okay for me to rub, but only by myself until I was older and dating.

He saw the urgency in my eyes and said "I think you need to do it again, Chrissy." I told him I was fine and I'd be ok, slightly embarrassed again about my humping his leg. He said "Your mom gets home soon, you should rub at least twice before she does." I did as I was told and he sat on the couch while I humped my hands, rested, and humped again. I felt much better.

The next night when he came into my room to read to me, after my mom had made sure I was ready for bed, he asked me if I needed to rub myself. I said yes, and as he read I went to town and rubbed my pussy for a half an hour, bedsheets covering my body as I bounced up and down on my hands. Each night he would do this, and the masturbation would put me right to sleep. Every once and a while I would claim to be too tired, but he would tell me to start rubbing and see if I needed to. Usually after a few seconds of rubbing I discovered that the answer was yes, and if I ever protested more he would say "Rub yourself slowly for two more minutes and make sure."

The highlight of our sessions before I grew into a teen and, dating a girl in secret, no longer required his cover-ups, was when we were traveling and staying at a motel outside Disney World, all three in one room. Obviously I could not masturbate. By the fourth night I was dying, almost shaking from the need to come on my hands. I had for the first time in my life snuck half a beer at dinner and was feeling pleasantly hornier because of it. I took my stepdad aside and said "I need to rub, it hurts." He took pity and told my mom he needed aspirin, sending her all the way down the road to the gas station. She was sort of annoyed as she'd been drinking herself.

Once she shut the door, I practically leapt onto my hands. I humped furiously and came, sighing and moaning for the first time in front of my stepdad, practically seconds later. I rested happily, but realized I needed more. I took my shorts off and my panties off, also for the first time in front of my stepdad, and went to town again. This time my hands slid around on my pussy, and instinctively I stopped humping, lifted by back slightly and inserted two fingers into my pussy. I moaned again, feeling myself and alternating between fingers and humping worked myself up again. My stepdad said "Good girl, don't hurt yourself with your fingers, go gently, but don't stop if it feels good. Good girl, enjoy your body."

He sat right next to me, scratching my back through my tee shirt, which felt nice. While in the middle of a particularly nice hump I noticed that his jeans were tight around his crotch area. I smiled and said, laughingly, as how could my mother ever think something that felt this good was bad, "I'm about to be a bad girl in a minute," and, breathing heavily, I came and screamed. It felt amazing. Pussy still twitching, I put my panties on. "Your mom's almost back I bet," my stepdad said.

In retrospect he probably wanted to head to the bathroom and jack off, too, since I'd heard my mom make comments about her disapproval of men who touched themselves since then. I realized the second time was so good that I actually needed another hump to calm down and sleep. I told my stepdad this, and he said no. He then said ok, but leave my clothes on this time, and get under the covers. He looked out the window for my mom as I started to hump a pillow. I told him it hurt, and he told me to be gentle at first and just use the pillow. He stood by the window and said "Ok, you can keep going" while I kept humping. A minute later he asked if I was almost done and I said almost, and he said "Good girl. Use your hands now and try and finish up." Just hearing him say that relaxed me enough to come, and I fell asleep practically on the spot.

My mom never knew a thing.

[lb][i]This story was originally submitted to Solo Touch and not published because it violates the rules.[/i][rb]


Posted on: 2019-01-08 20:00:03 | Author: