Finding out About Marsha – Pt. 1

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(Note this is a reposting of a story I did earlier this year with a promise of more to come … I’ve fixed some mistakes and added story tags).  I was shocked.   I could not believe my eyes.   I look, look away and then look again; I did a double take then a triple take.   That face on the cover of the video is familiar.   It can’t be.   Can it be her?   Could it be someone else who looked like her?    The big brown eyes, long dark hair, pert nose and full sensuous lips all look like Marsha’s.   Are Marsha’s lips sensuous?   These lips sure are, but are they Marsha’s?   The lips were formed into a smile that was undoubtedly Marsha’s smile.    But why would my step-daughter be on the cover of a video in the adult section?   Most of her body was showing, and what I could see also looked like what I knew of Marsha.   There was no doubt she was one of the main actors in the film.   I hesitated and walked around the store wondering what I should do.   I was divorced from her mother but she still came by to visit me whenever she was in town, and she had called today to say she is here and wanted to see me.   Do I tell her mother?     Of course not.   I couldn’t do that.   On the other hand do I take advantage of this?   I have for a long time found Marsh to be very attractive.   Yes, she is sensuous.   Ever since I perceived that she had become sexually active I have been fantasizing about her.   When I was still intimate with her mother I would often think about Marsha.   Still, I was a father figure to her and never acted on those fantasies, or even tried to.   In the end I could not resist.   I picked out the disc and checked out.   It was strange feeling like everyone   in the store will know that I had picked up a video with my step daughter,   yet rationally I knew that there is no way anyone could know.   I made it home and placed the disc on the coffee table.   I was still hesitant but in the end I poured myself a scotch and loaded the disc.   It started with a couple going at it, a straight heterosexual fuck that seemed too animated to be real.   The girl was good looking enough and quite good at acting out her exuberance, but the scene was not doing anything for me.   The second scene had the same girl walk into an apartment and there was Marsha in a negligee.   There was small talk and a hug that turned into a passionate open mouth kiss.   Was Marsha lesbian?   Why was she doing a lesbian scene?     I sat in front the screen transfixed by the developing love scene.   They slowly undressed each other and made their way to the couch while still kissing and hugging.   The other girl sat down with Marsha kneeling between her spread legs.   Her pussy was shaved except for a wisp of dark hair right above her clit.   She told Marsha she was still full of spunk from the earlier fuck.   Marsha smiled and let her eyes get bigger, betraying her excitement, then dived right into the muff, sticking her tongue deep into the vagina Göztepe escort trying to scoop out the cream that she could undoubtedly smell and taste.   She seemed to crave the well fucked pussy, and if it was acting then it was great acting, the best I’ve ever seen in a porn film.   No, this could not be just an act, could it?   She was kneeling with her gorgeous butt facing the camera.    I had imagined Marsha’s butt from what little I had seen underneath a bathing suit or tight shorts, but what I was seeing now was even more beautiful than anything I had imagined.   Her legs were slender but not too thin and her skin was smooth and unblemished.   This I already knew, but what was pleasantly astounding to me was to see the beauty of her thighs extend all the way up to her ass.   Her butt consisted of two full cheeks that were near perfect globes, tight and smooth, without a dimple or mark anywhere.    They came together in a line that barely revealed her small, pinkish, puckered anus.   Below her anus was the beginning of a line joining her two puffy outer lips and closed in on the vagina I had imagined licking and sucking.    The globes of her butt were just the right size.   Any smaller and there would be a wide valley between them instead of the thin line.   Any bigger and their joining would conceal her anus and other charms.   These globes did neither.   As Marsha worked on the pussy in front of her, the camera moved around seeking a better angle.    Marsha’s tongue would work up and down the small crack going back and forth between the clit and the vagina.    When at the top of the pussy she put a lip lock on the area around the clit, obviously sucking it into her mouth and visibly moving her tongue over it.   When her tongue moved down to the vagina it would extend and slip inside the closed hole, fully engulfed in the pink moist flesh and working in and out while a thumb moved over the clit.   It did not take long for the girl to come hard.   She was shaking and moaning in the throes of her orgasm.   Was this an act too, or was it real?     Marsha sucked and licked every drop of juice that oozed out of her.   Marsha’s oral talents were obvious, and her enthusiasm in applying them would have the coldest woman on fire. This orgasm had to be real.   As the girl came down from her orgasm she and Marsha slowly switched places and I saw my step-daughter’s pussy for the time.   She was shaved and had the most beautiful cunt I had ever seen.   Her lips were neither too big nor too small.   The edges of the inner lips were barely visible on either side of the line of her crack.   Her clit protruded slightly, making it bigger than the average hidden clit.   Suddenly I was fired up – I have long had an obsession with large clits.   It was something I sought in porn but had never come across in real life.   Marsha’s mother Mary was on the small side, having a tiny sensitive button almost Caddebostan escort bayan completely hidden even when aroused, and I had no reason to ever suspect or imagine that Marsha would be the opposite.   The other girl leaned in and licked around Marsha’s cunt then pulled back and pulled the lips apart.   Marsha’s moisture put a nice sheen on her lips and clit.   The clit was a sight to behold, and I was mesmerized.   I knew I needed to suck on that clitty.   The girl leaned in and started an enthusiastic and obviously well practiced licking.   The building intensity was conveyed in Marsha’s voice as she moaned and in her eyes as she opened them to look at her friend and then closed them and gave herself into the girl’s ministrations.   Again if she was acting she was a damn good actress.   In no time she was pulling the girl’s head into her crotch, mouthing “yes” over and over again and shaking in a strong orgasm.   She was coming hard and so was I.   Without realizing it I had freed my prick from my shorts and had been jacking off to the sight of Marsha enjoying her lesbian tryst.   My orgasm felt as intense as hers appeared to be.   I stopped the disc for a while and went off to think about it.   Before long I was back in front of the screen fast forwarding through the video until I saw her again, this time with two well-endowed men.   She handled both of them with ease, taking care of them orally and then alternated between them,   sucking one while taking the second one up her cunt.   They switched many times, and it was obvious she had no more of a problem tasting her own juices on their pricks than she had tasting another women’s cunt full of spunk.   She took both loads in her mouth while mine was shooting up in the air.   I could not believe I had jerked off again; two orgasms in less than an hour.    I stopped the disc and went to bed.   There was probably more, and perhaps more of Marsha, but it would have to wait.   The next morning I went out for my normal coffee house visit and then stopped for some shopping.   Pulling into my driveway I spotted Marsha knocking on my door.   She turned and smiled and waved at me.   I got out and opened the front door to usher her in.   I was working very hard on interacting with her without thinking about last night’s video.     All kinds of thoughts were rattling through my head as I walked in behind her, but the thought of the disc cover on the coffee table was not one of them.   She spotted it and stopped cold.   I knew immediately that she had seen it and recognized the jacket.   There was an awkward silence with her back to me, and then she slowly turned and quietly asked if I had watched it.   “Some”, I said and there was another long silence.   “Does Mom Know?”   I shook my head from side to side.   “Are you going to tell her?”   Again I shook my head in a negative response.   I was still speechless.   Finally Escort Bağdat Caddesi she blurted out “I’m sorry John!” and looked at me with pleading eyes.    Was she seeking forgiveness?   For what?   It was I who needed to be forgiven for letting her become a sex object in my mind.   To assuage my guilt I kept telling myself that it was what she wanted – that she had willingly entered into the fantasies of men and that I was after all only a man and one of the thousands or millions whose fantasies she was determined to waltz through.   “Please don’t be sorry.   You are a mature adult capable of making your own decisions and taking responsibility for them.   We tried to be open minded in raising you and in teaching you about sex, and you obviously passed, with honors.   We never expected this but now that I think about it we shouldn’t be surprised.    Your body and your life are yours to do with as you see fit and I’m not going to stand in judgment.   My only concern is and will always be for your welfare and happiness.   Are you happy?” “Oh John, yes!   Now more than ever.   I’m so relieved you know and don’t hold it against me.   I love what I’m doing.   I enjoy the sex …” “So those orgasms are real?” “In this movie?   Yes.   Every one of them is real.” “Are you doing any drugs?   This industry doesn’t have a good reputation.” “No.   No drugs.   No cigarettes.   I never even get drunk, although I do occasionally have a drink.   As dangerous as the business is I want to keep a clear head at all times.” “The people treat you well?” “Oh yeah, very much so.   Amanda, the girl in the early lesbian scene, has become one of my dearest friends.   In fact we are occasional lovers as well, on and off the set.   The guys, actors and producers are always considerate and respectful.   I know there are a lot of stories out there about the drugs and sleaze, and I’m sure they’re true but I haven’t come across them yet.    I work for a very small outfit where everybody knows and likes each other. “ “Do you have a boyfriend?” “I was going with one of the camera men for a while but we broke up last month.   He was fine with the adult acting and even with my getting into it and orgasming on the set.   He never felt threatened by it.   I wish it had worked out with him.   When I get horny off camera I usually end up either with Amanda or one of the other guys, including the actors and the director, but that is just casual sex for tension relief and there is no one special in my life right now.”   I looked at her as I digested all this information.   “Wow.   I think I need a drink.   Would you like one?” “Yes, please.   I’ll take a beer.”    I got her the beer and poured myself a scotch.   As I handed her the drink she asked, rather coyly, “How did I look in the movie?” “You looked fantastic.   I haven’t seen the whole film but saw you with Amanda and then in the threesome…” “Those guys were great.   I loved doing that scene.   I haven’t done anything else with them but I’m hoping to hook up with them again soon.   Did you know I came three times in that scene?” “I spotted a couple … “ “You’re blushing.   Oh my God!”   She suddenly had this mischievous look on her face and she asked me with a big grin “Did I excite you?”   “Marsha, yes you did.

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