All Chapters of Lost in Unexpected Romance: Short Stories: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The following weekend,"Daddy, daddy, look at our titties!" I said cheerfully as I raised my T-shirt up to my neck. I wiggled my body, making my boobs shake before my college friend Grace grabbed them and thrust her head between them.I threw my head back and laughed, my blonde pigtails bouncing. Grace was biting into my nipples loudly, her jet-black hair glistening behind her bare shoulders.Sitting on a sofa with an erection, my stepfather Edward craned his neck to see more of these two topless college girls dancing and touching each other."She likes my boobies, daddy," I giggled, my eyes sparkling as I glanced over at him.I was wearing my denim shorts and tennis shoes. My black shirt was now over my head and sailing through the air towards Edward. My friend Grace was wearing a blue, plaid miniskirt with lacy frills around the hem and black knee-high socks. She had been wearing a tank top, but she had tossed that ten minutes ago. All that was left was the porcelain white skin of h

"Daisy," I grumbled to the dog following me. "I'm horny. Where's daddy?"I groaned to myself as I stomped my feet, strolled around the house, bored, and naked except for my hair scrunches and my Ugg boots. The cool air brushed against my bare skin, making my nipples tighten as I moved from room to room.My mother was at work at the hospital. She had told me to finish a certain number of "job applications and/or college applications." So far, I had completed zero. I rolled my eyes just thinking about it.I stopped by the window and played with my blonde hair, twisting a strand around my finger, unconcerned that someone might see me naked. Sunlight warmed my skin as I stood there, hips swaying slightly.I kicked the wall lightly with the side of my Ugg boot and strolled over to the dining room. I touched the edge of the dining table, feeling the smooth wood under my fingertips. I scooted closer to that edge and squatted a little, bringing my pussy to the edge of the table. I rubbed myse

It was during the week and my ever serious mother dragged me to school to register."If I was a hooker, how much would you pay?" I asked my stepdad, Edward.I sat on the chair next to him taking a selfie with my phone. I knew I looked cute. The black leggings naturally brought out the beauty of my female form, but it was my top I was impressed with. It was a ruffled beige top with a floral design. I had tied the bottom into a huge bow to show off my navel. I smiled as I recorded myself from various angles, tilting my head, puckering my lips, shifting my shoulders, and turning my body slightly to catch the best light on my exposed skin. My eyes sparkled at the screen as I checked each shot, feeling confident and playful.Sitting next to me was my stepdad, Edward, "wearing whatever" as I called it, unimpressive in his dirty denim. He was holding a clipboard filling out as much information as he could, his brow furrowed in concentration, and the pen moving slowly across the paper."Baby,

"fuck…. Oh, Gud, it's too big, daddy," I groaned as I lay there on my back, my thighs spread out, and my knees raised up, looking up at my stepdad with pleading eyes. "I, I don't think it's going to fit!"Edward, who sat next to me on the carpeted floor of the attic, began to say, "Nova..."I pulled my polka dress down to cover myself. "It's fucking too big. You'll stretch me! Don't put it inside me, daddy?""Will you stop?"I groaned, my eyes fluttering. "Okay, okay, I will if you really, really want me to...""Oh, girl be quiet and behave.""Yes, daddy," I said. I lifted my dress to reveal my panties. "Be gentle, daddy, please?" I bit my lip and looked at him with wide, innocent eyes, my chest rising and falling faster.He shook his head at me. "Just stop, come on," my stepdad said as I began to laugh. "You're terrible.""No, that's terrible," I said, pointing at the humongous brown silicone dildo in his hand, my finger shaking with exaggerated horror.********Edward had come up to

"Daddy, I missed my period," I sang excitedly as I skipped into the kitchen where Edward, mum and I shared husband, sat eating breakfast.Edward dropped his fork and groaned. "Aww, fuck, come on, baby. That's not fucking funny."I stomped my foot in my fluffy pink sheepskin slippers. "I'm damn serious!"He pointed an accusatory finger at me. "No, you're not. Stop. Let me eat my breakfast peacefully for once, huh? Fuck… gud.""But, daddy," I whined, and lowered my shorts a little and rubbed my bare belly under my large but cropped V-neck, rib-knit sweater that hung over a shoulder, feeling the soft skin there."I'm not listening," he said as he poured more maple syrup over his waffles. "Tuning you out.""Oops! Daddy, I’m going to get a baby bump soon," I said. "You'll be so proud of me, right?" I swayed my hips a little, watching his reaction."Yeah, of course, bumpkin, and also send you a postcard from hell after your mom chops my fucking head and my dick off." He began eating again.