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“But what if I mess up?”Lily asks in a small voice, looking genuinely afraid.“What if your friends hate me?”

Her comment is so ludicrous that I have to laugh, even if it makes her cringe a bit.

“Scott, Cross, and Barrett would never hate you,” I assure.“The start of the session could be a little rocky, I’ll give you that.But I absolutely think you can do it, sweetheart.Again, you have a slutty body that makes you perfect for the job and all you need is a bit of confidence.”

“You think?”Lily asks in a meet voice, her brown eyes almost swallowing her face.

I nod, looking serious.

“Yes, absolutely.Plus, a little experience will do you good.Practice makes perfect, and there’s no sense in being scared, honey, or in holding back.You’ve got to acknowledge your deepest desires and then take the plunge, whether it’s with three men or four.”

Lily’s pupils are so large and dark now that I can practically see my reflection in them.

“I know, Daddy,” she whispers.“I’m just nervous, that’s all.Again, I’ve never done this before.I don’t have experience handling multiple men at once.I don’t know.Everything’s just coming so fast and furious, and I don’t know if I’m ready.”

The anxiety is making Lily’s curvy body tremble a bit.Tears are shining in those big brown eyes, and I have to take decisive action before the teen girl has a breakdown.

“It’s okay, sweetheart,” I say, pulling Lily close to me.She puts her head on my shoulder while pressing those big breasts against my side, and I almost lose control.“We don’t have to decide now though.There’s still twenty-four hours before my friends arrive, so let’s table that issue.But I have a temporary solution for you, sweetheart, which may put your fears at ease.How about we get some practice first?”I murmur into her fragrant curls.“Would that help quell your doubts?Let’s get you stretched a bit, and I think all your concerns will fly away on their own.”

Lily blinks hard, and my heart shudders as a large tear coalesces on her lashes before streaking down one round cheek.But she swallows hard and nods.

“Practice?What kind of practice, Daddy?What did you have in mind?”she whispers.

I give into my deepest desires and lean down to capture her plush pout with hungry lips.Lily exhales into the kiss, and my heart turns over because I’ve never met a woman so soft, sweet, and giving all at once.Yet, what I also adore about my stepdaughter are her slutty ways, so I don’t hesitate to mention the next step.

“Let’s go down to the bowling alley,” I growl deep in my chest.“We’ll look around, and help you loosen up a bit.Sometimes, it’s a plus to get a peek of where you’re headed so that the environment isn’t brand new.A bit of warm-up and stretching will work wonders too.”

Any normal person would believe that I mean “stretched” as in stretching Lily’s biceps, quads, thighs, and any muscle that would be used during a bowling session.But my beautiful teenage nymph knows what kind of stretching I have in mind, and slowly she nods, even has her breathing picks up, that big bosom beginning to heave.

“Yes, Daddy,” she whispers while gazing up at me, her big brown eyes luminous with trust.“I want to please you, and I want to please your friends too.I’m ready to be stretched.”

With that, I lift the curvy girl into my arms, bridal-style, before carrying her out of the drawing room and heading to our in-home elevator.After all, it’s never too late to teach a new lesson ...and in my sweet, nubile stepdaughter, I have the best pupil of all.

5

Lily

Oh my gosh, Lionel is so romantic.I know I shouldn’t feel this way because my stepfather’s offering me to his friends.He’s literally making my curves available to his buddies, with the expectation that I’ll service the three men as part of a filthy gangbang.

Yet there’s something romantic about Lionel’s actions, too, even in the face of such a nasty act.It’s the way he carries me in his arms, his chest like a broad wall against my cheek.It’s the way I weigh nothing at all to the powerful alpha male, his strides strong and sure as he sweeps me across the drawing room and to the elevator.His cologne is spicy and masculine, and I breathe deep of the musk as we step into the small box.

“You’re going to be fine, sweetheart,” he whispers in my ear, his breath hot on my skin.“You’re gorgeous and irresistible.Cross, Barrett, and Scott don’t stand a chance.”

Then, the in-home elevator pings and the doors slide open.Lionel carries me down the elaborate hallway before pushing open the heavy door to the bowling alley with a massive shoulder.Those blue eyes glint as he sets me down on my feet.

“You’re going to be fine, baby girl,” he reiterates in a low growl.“Look around you.See?There’s nothing to worry about here.”

It’s true.The bowling alley looks completely normal with its shiny wooden lanes, white bottle-shaped pins, and assorted colorful bowling balls.Leather banquettes are placed at the end of the two-lane set-up, and there’s a popcorn machine in one corner, as well as complimentary bowling shoes stashed off to the side.

Still, I feel nervous and bite my lip while glancing at my stepdad from under my lashes.

“But how are we going to go about this?”I ask in a slightly trembling voice.“I mean, once your friends get here, do I just take off my clothes and we start going at it like animals?”

Lionel grins, flashing even white teeth.

“I’m sure there will be introductions.We wouldn’t expect you to go from zero to ninety without some warm-up, sweetheart.That would be completely barbaric, although I wouldn’t put it past those assholes, come to think of it.But come here, baby girl.Sit in my lap and we’ll get started.”

Immediately, I scooch over to where Lionel’s taken a seat on a red leather banquette.It’s semi-circular and faces the bowling lane, with golden studs decorating the edges of the seats, as well as a small half-moon shaped table in front of the banquette.I want to look around more, but then Lionel slips his hand under my skirt and gently traces one big finger straight up my slit.Even through the thin cotton of my panties, his touch is to die for and I let out a sharp gasp while turning to look at him with big brown eyes.Pleasure’s already racing through my veins and I feel myself growing moist in my secret space.