M/F ~ Dirty Daddy ~ Stepdad ~ Virgin ~ Age Gap ~ Thanksgiving

I Want My New Stepdad to Stuff Me Full on Thanksgiving

I’ve been saving my virginity for someone special and I think he’s the one. Hopefully my wishbone wish will come true!

I’m nervous today because I’m going to be meeting my new stepdad for the first time. My mom eloped while I was off at college, which doesn’t surprsie me because she’s gone through a ton of boyfriends and marriages.

Now I’m home for Thanksgiving break and we’re going to have dinner at my Great Aunt Martha’s house. She’s been more like a mom to me throughout my life than my own mom has been.

My mom had me young and has been like a party girl who never grew up. That’s why her own aunt practically raised me.

“Well, hello, dear,” my aunt greets me, always in good spirits despite her older age. “Happy Thanksgiving. You’re the first to arrive!”

“It’s nice to see you,” I tell her, as I give her a hug.

“You too, Dear. Have you found Mr. Right, yet?” she asks, winking at me. “Who’s the lucky guy who will be coming to our Thanksgiving dinner?”

I sigh and smile at her.

“Oh, Aunt Martha, you know I’m too busy studying to have a boyfriend.”

And it doesn’t help that all the straight males on campus are either lame dweebs or egotistical assholes, I think to myself.

“You can never be too busy for love,” she says. “You just have to look for it. Who knows? It might be right in front of you, and you can’t even see it because you’re focused on all the wrong stuff.”

“All the wrong stuff, like my education and my career?” I ask her with a laugh.

“You got me there,” she says, shrugging. “I’m glad you care about those things, darling.”

She nods her head towards the kitchen table, where a lot of ingredients are spread out.

“I still need to finish making my famous cranberry sauce,” she says.

“Okay, I’ll help.”

I start checking on the turkey and gravy and soon we’re all busy with final preparations before my mom gets here.

I’m pouring wine from one of the bottles I brought into some wine glasses I’d gotten out of the top shelf when she comes in through the door… and along with her is the hottest guy I’ve ever seen!

“I’m sorry I’m late,” she says, gesturing to a container in her hands. “I had to stop at the store and get these mashed potatoes!”

“It’s fine, Mom,” I tell her, and the man with her holds out his hand while my aunt takes the container of mashed potatoes from my mom’s hands.

“I’m Jim,” he says. “Nice to meet you.”

I swear he winks at me as we shake hands. Or maybe I’m only imagining that he is because I really want it to be true!

As we all sit down and go around the table saying what we’re thankful for before starting to eat, I say the usual sentimental bit about being thankful for friends and family, but then I nod at my step dad and add, “Old and new.”

He smiles at me, and I swear my panties melt. I want to be with him so bad!

I wish I could tell him, “I’m especially glad to be meeting you!”

I know I shouldn’t be thinking this about my mom’s stepdad who is probably at least twice my age. But it’s not like she’ll be with him long, anyway. She likes to move through men at a breakneck pace.

Aunt Marsha looks at me and says, “Why don’t you break the wishbone, Amelia?”

I do, and as I look up at Jim’s handsome face, I think to myself, “I wish my new stepdad would take my virginity and stuff me like a turkey!”

Jim keeps giving me looks all throughout dinner, and I give them to him right back. After we devour the turkey and the rest of the meal, including Mom’s store-bought baked potatoes, which tasted soggy but surprisingly edible, and Aunt Marsha’s delicious food including her special cranberry sauce, I take out the pie I’d brought.

“I can’t wait to devour this,” Jim says, before taking a big bite.

Since he winks at me, I can only assume his statement has a double meaning. And now I’m pretty sure I’m not imagining it!

But once everyone is done eating, I announce that I’m tired and I’m going to head back to Mom’s house where I’m staying while I’m on Thanksgiving break from college.

I’m wishing I could stay and talk with Jim more, but I know I’d be too tempted to flirt with him or try to hook up with him. And Thanksgiving at my great aunt’s house hardly seems like the place to be doing that with my stepdad!

Still, I see him smile and wink at me — for sure this time — as he says goodbye and I know we’ll be seeing each other again soon… under the same roof!

I nod and smile back at him, feeling too flustered to try to say “goodbye” or “Happy Thanksgiving” because I’m afraid it will come out like “I want to jump your bones!”

And once I’m back at my mom’s house, I can’t stop thinking about him.

I lay down on my bed that’s still in my old bedroom at Mom’s house. She’s kept it there for me because she likes when I visit. It’s still decorated in pink frills like when I was a little girl, because after that I started spending a lot of time at Aunt Martha’s while my mom was off dating her flavor of the moment.

I let my fingers trail down to my underwear while I think about her newest husband. He’s the first one I’ve ever wanted like this. He’s the first man, period, that I’ve wanted like this!

The fabric is soaking wet as it clings to my pussy lips, because just being around Jim was making me so hot for him. I slip my hand underneath and start playing with my clit as I think about how great it would feel if it was him touching me.

I think about him laying me down on top of the kitchen table and taking his cock out, playing with it a bit while he also plays with my pussy. He’d bend down and take a nipple in my mouth as he pushed his cock inside me.

“Now this is the kind of Thanksgiving dessert I was wanting to eat,” I bet he’d say, as he kept sucking on one of my nipples while pinching the other one between his fingers.

Meanwhile he’d be thrusting in and out of me, making me moan with delight.

I think about his breath feeling hot on my neck as he’d move up to kiss me all over while continuing to fuck me. By now he’d be pounding me hard and fast, stuffing me as full as the turkey was of stuffing.

I’d wrap my arms around his own neck and claw at his back some with my nails as he pummeled my pussy.

“You like that?” he’d ask, as he grabbed my ass and spanked it some. “Does my little stepdaughter like it when her stepdaddy takes her hard and rough? You’re a bad girl, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I’d moan. “Give it to me just like that. Spank me for being your bad girl.”

I like the thought of letting my secret bad girl come out to play with him. From the way he raised his eyebrows at me in a naughty gesture, I imagine he can get pretty rough in bed, and I like the thought of that, too.

Thinking about arching my back to press my pelvis against him while giving him better access to squeeze and spank my ass makes me cum in real life. I feel my orgasm rush through me and wish I could have one with him.

I lay panting in the dark and hoping that my Thanksgiving wish can come true. Hopefully that wishbone I broke can work some miracles for me and my new stepdad will take me for my very first time!

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