Wet Tingles

When I was 9 my stepdad, who was a nightly alcoholic, called me over to him on the couch. My mom was in the adjacent room and in bed. I had asked my stepdad if I could please stay up late and watch a movie. He must've thought about it because he turned the channel in the living room to the same movie I was watching in the den. When he called me over he told me I could watch it in there with him. I happily climbed up on the couch and laid with him, throwing one leg over his and dangling my other leg off the side of the couch. The result spread my legs wide open. I was wearing a long tee shirt and panties. My stepdad rested his hand on my thigh close to my pussy. I thought nothing of it until he asked me to hand him his beer from the coffee table and when I leaned forward it pushed his hand closer to my pussy leaving it barely touching me. When I leaned back he had to move it to get his beer, which he finished in one big drink, set the bottle down and put his hand back right against my pussy this time. I actually let out a very subtle moan. He looked at me a whispered in my to ask if I was ok. I said yes and he began to lightly pet my private area.All I knew was it felt so good that I actually scooted down and presses harder into his hand. When he whispered again he asked if I liked that. I absolutely loved it for some reason and didn't know why so when I stopped I was disappointed. A few minutes later his hand was back on my inner thigh near my now hot pussy. He quietly told me to go get him another beer and come back and take my panties off before I laid back down. My heart was pounding and I had these very intense tingles down there that I'd never felt before. When I came back I hesitated to take them off and he encouraged me telling me it was ok and that my mom was asleep so I wouldn't get in trouble. When I began to pull them down I realized I my panties were very damp, like I had peed in them a little and I was mortified. My stepdad (who I called dad) saw my fear and read it correctly, asked me if my panties were wet. He told me it was because it was nature's way of saying that I really liked him playing with my little pussy. I had never heard the word pussy before but liked it. After I pulled off my panties and laid back down, he situated me so that my legs were spread wide open and he was looking at my private part. I felt very embarrassed but he told me that he was getting upset that I didn't like him looking. My 9yr old self apologized to him and asked him if he would touch it again. He pretended to be confused and asked me what I wanted him to touch. When I said my private parts, he told me I needed to use the grown up word and asked me again what I wanted. It was the first time I said the word pussy. I saw him spit on his fingers as he asked me to use my hands and pull back my pussy lips, which I learned was the skin around the area that I liked him to touch. While spreading my pussy open he used his spit covers fingers to lightly rub an area he explained was my clit. It started feeling so good that I wanted to close my legs but he told me that if I wanted to keep feeling good then I needed to be a big girl and stay wide open. I had the first orgasm of my life that night. After that I was addicted to him touching me. I'd go to the store with him and he would make me ride naked from the waist down so he could see my pussy and give me more wet tingles. I never told anyone about it but to this day I masterbate to the memories of him making me cum

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Need_it_Nasty Other May 26, 2026 at 10:17 am 0 0