Perverted Step-Dad System

Chapter 9: Jane’s Frustration

Jane took a deep breath and prayed to the gods internally, even though there weren’t any that could help her in this situation. Then she started with her daughter’s ankles.

Kneading them softly for a few seconds, she brought her attention once more towards her legs, her right at first before shifting to her left. Finally, her toned thighs...

The faint scent of her arousal already drifted through the air, making the room carry a musky scent.

’So this was how she smelled?’ I almost wanted to bury my head beneath her thighs and inhale sharply, greedily taking in the scent all by myself, but I held myself back.

I swallowed as I poured some more oil and made quick work of her inner thighs. As I approached her sacred place, I smirked and activated pleasure touch sensitivity...

Jane let out a sharp gasp, arching her back on the pillow and throwing her head backwards. Her hand quickly flew to her lips to stifle the moan she already expected was gonna come the moment I turned my attention to her thighs. Thankfully, she reacted quickly.

Jane almost praised her quick-wittedness, however her thoughts were occupied by the tingling sensations of pleasure occupying her inner thighs.

’What is this feeling...’ she bit her lip, having never experienced anything like this. I wasn’t even fingering her or anything, so why was she feeling so much pleasure?

Her already coated thighs became filled with even more juices, soaking the bedsheets some more.

’What would happen if he fingers me? Will I go crazy from pleasure?’ Jane didn’t know why such a dark thought entered her mind...

This was supposed to be her father. She was supposed to keep a respectable distance from him, yet why couldn’t she stop herself? The thought filled her mind and Jane couldn’t stop imagining his finger pumping into her cunt.

’Or him eating me out?’ The thought of burying his head into her soaking wet pussy, and cleaning off her juices completely made Jane want to touch herself.

Just then she let out a startled yelp as she felt the foreign feeling slowly leave her body.

’Wh... what’s this?’ Jane was taken aback as she felt a hand on her smooth stomach, trailing upwards towards her chest.

She was stunned for a moment before quickly becoming frustrated. Angrily she stood up, slapping my hand away and rushed into the bathroom.

"Jane?" I called out but only the sound of the bathroom door slamming against its hinges answered me.

"How interesting..." I ran a hand through my hair and glanced down. My cock was rock hard, the faint outline of my precum coating its surface.

Chuckling I walked towards the bathroom and leaned against the door for a second or two before leaving the room.

’So she really can’t control herself? And it’s just day 1...’ I muttered with a shake of my head.

Inside the bathroom...

As soon as Jane entered, she quickly plopped herself atop the toilet seat and her fingers flew to her pussy. Without hesitation images of her father flew into her mind like a raging storm. She began pumping her fingers into her pussy, her juices spattering everywhere.

She could care less of how much of a slut she looked like at this moment. All she wanted was the release that had been building up for over an hour now. Her body was aching with need and unwanted pleasure.

As her fingers drove faster, the scenes that had been suspended due to Lucien pausing and shifting his attention away from her pussy, began appearing in her mind. She envisioned him breaking the door down, then catching her fingering herself and reprimanding her sternly.

Yet, instead of listening to him she’d continued fingering herself, a few of her juices even landing on him. He would harshly reprimand her, calling her a bad girl that needed to be taught some manners, and after which he would roughly pound her cunt till she lost her mind.

"Arrrghhh..." Jane let out an involuntary scream and her body shuddered violently as she slid off the bathroom floor and squirted into the air, her juices spraying onto the bathroom wall. A stream of milkish white liquid flowed out of her pussy.

Slowly, Jane pulled her fingers out of her pussy, and heaved heavily for a few seconds, trying to recollect herself. That was the most explosive orgasm she had experienced!

She panted heavily for a few seconds before finally regaining herself. Realizing what she had done Jane was stunned. She stared around at the mess done to the bathroom then shifted her attention to her ruined state and was shocked.

"Wh... what did I just do?" she whispered to no one in particular, still recovering from the puzzlement of it all.

She couldn’t believe she had run all the way here just to bring herself to climax. Recalling how hard she’d screamed her heart skipped a beat.

"He... did he hear?" Jane bit her lip slightly, wondering if her father had heard her scream. If he was still in the room then he definitely heard her. If that was the case... then her life was practically ruined.

How could she face him? Not even him, she’d be too embarrassed to face her mother!

Jane curled up slightly as tears streamed down her face. She felt that she had betrayed her mother’s trust...

After crying for a few seconds, Jane slowly stood up. Her legs were still weak and shaky, but she struggled to get back to her feet.

Glancing at her reflection in the mirror she didn’t know what to think. Her hair was still the way her father had tied it, however her expression looked messy and tired. Her skin was oily, the effects of the massage from before. Thankfully, most of her juices seemed to have dried off, if not she would have been too embarrassed to face herself.

Jane wiped her eyes, and after some thought muttered to herself.

’I should take a shower first... after that I’ll think of how to handle the situation.’ Jane let out a breath, her soft breasts heaving up and down as she decided on her next course of action.

She could only pray that her new father hadn’t told her mom about what she’d done.

Jane let out another tired sigh and stepped into the shower...