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Sharing Stepdad With My Best Girlfriend:
     
    My friend Kathy and I were hanging out in my basement late one Friday afternoon and as usual we had a lot of big ideas to have fun for the weekend, but no money, no cars and no boys to enjoy it with. It’s not that we aren’t hot. We know we are. But, it is just how it goes sometimes when you live at home and don’t work in a small boring suburban town.
     
    Kathy is my best friend but she can really come up with some things to do that can get me into big trouble with my mom. One weekend she got her hands on a fifth of vodka and managed to drink most of it in about an hour. As you can imagine we were puking in the bathroom the rest of the night and were easily caught when my mom came down to the basement and saw that we could not stand up.
     
    There was the time she got her hands on a joint and we lit it, smoking away figuring that we would be done with it before anyone could catch us. Well, it smelled so bad my stepdad, Anthony, came downstairs asking why the house smelled so funny. The basement was full or smoke and we were rolling on the floor laughing. Busted.
     
    Anthony, by the way, is very cool for a stepdad. He is cool to my friends and he really cares about me. He wants me to succeed in my life. He really is my dad, but he isn’t. My mom had dated him for a long time, but only recently married him. He moved in our house and it was a bit strange for me. He would walk around in his underwear and no shirt and instead of me making fun of him or laughing; I would get all quiet and basically watch him, looking at his muscular body, dreaming of getting my hands on him. He was sexy and Kathy was always telling me that my stepdad was hot.
     
    Kathy said she would love to have sex with my stepdad. I can’t blame her really. I can see why my mom married him. Kathy was sitting on our old puffy old couch and started to imagine out loud what it would be like to fuck Anthony and how she would go about getting him to do it.
     
    “ I would wear my sexiest tight dress for him,” said Kathy. “I would not wear a bra, but I and would wear my tiniest thong to make sure I had no panty lines. I’d leave the buttons on my dress open and give him a good look at these tits.”
     
    I laughed loudly as she took her tits out of her shirt and squeezed them together. She was the envy of every senior girl and her tits were talked about in nearly every boy’s gym class. Even I got a bit turned on looking at them as she played with them, her nipples big and hard.
     
    “ I would seduce him,” she said. I’d slink up next to him and rub my body up against his, let him feel my curves and push them on his big cock. He would feel my big tits against his chest and I would lean up and kiss him before he could say no to me. I’d wrap my arms around him and push him back in that chair and I would climb on top of him. I’d go slink down between his legs and blow him, sucking him so hard until he came right in my mouth.
     
    I sat there with my mouth wide open, knowing very well that Kathy had plotted this adventure very carefully in her mind and I knew that she probably was not far from acting out on her thoughts either. I warned her waving my finger and I told her to leave my stepdad alone. I called her a slut and smacked her sexy ass.
     
    Kathy’s story was kind of repulsive, but also very hot to me all at the same time. I wondered what Anthony was like in bed. Was he a good kisser? What did his cock look like? Would he fuck me if I asked him? So many questions remained that I probably never would find the answer to. Or would I?
     
    You are just as big of a slut as me Kelly,” said Kathy. I bet you would ride Anthony with that sexy lil pussy of yours and the two of you would cum in each other’s arms.
     
    I chased Kathy and smacked her ass again. I swear she liked it and she probably did. Hell I did.
     
    “ Well maybe we’ll get him together someday down here in the basement,’ I