Alone in the Movie Theater With My Stepfather

I stole a glance at Greg and saw that there was a tent in his pants, and it looked imposing.

He noticed my gaze and immediately saw through my thoughts. He then sat next to me in the same position as the man on the screen and said, "You look like a mess, Lola. Do you feel anything yet?"

It wasn't until he pointed it out that I realized I was shivering hard. My neck and limbs were flushed red, and I'd somehow subconsciously lifted my clothes. I looked just about as disheveled and flustered as the woman on the screen.

I bit on my lower lip, not knowing what to say.

Greg's voice turned gentle. "It's fine. It's just the two of us here. I'll give you whatever you want and make sure you're satisfied… This will be our little secret."

He paused, then asked, "Now, tell me. What do you feel? What do you… What do you want?"

My face was a deep crimson as my voice shook. "I feel… weird… I want…"

"What do you want?"

"I want… to be treated like that woman too…"

"Good girl."

Greg then popped off the buttons on my crop top, and my huge bosom immediately spilled out, jumping at him like two little bunnies.

I felt incredibly embarrassed to be exposed to him like that. His mature, manly scent immediately saturated my senses, and I watched his hand slowly creep toward me, feeling nervous and excited.

The thirst I felt in my body didn't allow me to think too much. My bones were weak like jelly, and I couldn't even muster any strength to do anything anymore.

Instead, I let him grab my boobs as he stuck out his tongue and began licking and sucking my nubs.

It tickled.

"Ah, Greg… It tickles… W-What is this feeling… G-Greg…"

"There, there, Lola," he murmured. "This is called 'pleasure.' And you're going to be feeling even more of it very soon."

He then reached down with his other hand and slipped it under my skirt, rubbing his fingers repeatedly against the deep crease between my legs.

At once, I felt like all the cells in my body were about to explode.

How could it be so pleasurable for me? I'd never felt that way before. It made me feel so light that I felt like I was walking on clouds.

No wonder Mom kept making such pleasurable sounds and screams every night.

At that point, I felt myself wanting to let out lewd sounds and pants, but I felt too embarrassed to do it in front of Greg. I could only forcefully suppress the deep-seated itch to moan aloud as I strained hard to keep quiet.

Yet, the more I tensed up, the more intense the feeling became.

My legs couldn't stop flailing in pleasure. I tried to clamp them down, but I ended up circling my legs around Greg's arm instead.

The tighter I squeezed my legs around his arm, the harder he pressed his fingers into my crease.

"Ah, w-wait… Gently… I can't take it anymore!"

I finally couldn't hold it back any longer and let out a soft moan, accompanied by loud, heavy panting that even surprised me.

Greg's expression lit up at once when he heard my moan. He bit down harder on my nub and even began rubbing his teeth around it.

The movie on the screen was still playing, and I could also hear the man and woman panting and gasping.

I felt as though every pore in my body had opened wide to greedily enjoy Greg sucking and biting me harshly yet lovingly on my nubs.

His tongue was warm, wet, and slippery, and his hot breath fanned across my wet, sensitive skin. I felt as though my entire body was enveloped in his warmth.

Was this what it felt like to be an adult? Teetering on the edge like I was about to fall into the pit of lust and desire? It felt both dangerous and thrilling at the same time.

I pressed myself against him and panted into his ear. "Greg… Is this…what it means…to be an adult?"

He chuckled. "Yes, Lola. You picked up very quickly. I'm sure that you'll grow up to be a lovely woman loved by all… But not yet."

He then pinched my love button, which no one else had ever touched before, and I immediately gasped out loud.

I trembled and spasmed hard with his movements, finally collapsing onto the bed, my core completely wet and soaking his hand.

"So sensitive. It will surely win the affection of many men in the future... I'm really worried."

Greg continued kissing my body and spoke hoarsely. "And now, I'm going to teach you what it feels like to be a real woman… Are you ready, Lola?"