Spring Break by Fredrika
Escape into a world of passion and desire with ‘Spring Break’ by Fredrika. This tantalizing adult erotic story takes you on an unforgettable journey of exploration and wild encounters. Dive into a steamy narrative that ignites your imagination and awakens your senses. Perfect for those seeking an enticing getaway into sheer bliss!
The story of Riley is a lengthy one. I first met my wife when her daughter, Riley, was just four years old. Ever since, I have been like a father to her and have helped raise her into a beautiful young woman. Now, as a senior in high school, Riley stands at an average height of 5’6″, with her sandy-blonde hair falling just above her shoulders and her B-cup breasts perfectly filling her frame.
Our relationship has always been close, but it truly blossomed in the months following her eighteenth birthday. During this time, Riley became more curious about her sexuality, and with our open relationship, her stunning looks, and our deep love for each other, she slowly broke down any barriers between us. Despite this, we had limited opportunities to further explore our relationship.
However, during our weekly movie nights, we would often play and intimately touch each other while trying to conceal our actions from her unsuspecting mother and siblings. We even managed to have a few orgasms together in secret. Unfortunately, we never had a chance to repeat our lovemaking again. The closest we got was in the bathroom and during a quickie one morning when Riley surprised me by initiating sex.
As much as I desired to continue our physical relationship, I knew it would be best for her to find someone who could love her fully and start a relationship with. But just as we were planning our family Spring Break trip, my wife revealed a change of plans. Instead of a crowded vacation spot, we decided to rent a luxurious three bedroom cabin near the ocean in a secluded recreational area, six hours away. We also decided to bring our boat along for a week of fun and relaxation. It was meant to be a last hurrah before Riley leaves for college.
Apparently, while I was working a little late, my step-daughter had complained to my wife that she didn’t want to go because she would be the “only one her age” there and didn’t want to be constantly pestered by her younger brothers, who, in all honesty could be a pain to deal with. She had asked to stay behind to have some peace and quiet and if this had been the year before, probably would have been allowed to. Since this last year as a whole family was important to both my wife and me she was promptly told “no” but after a whole lot of pleading was finally allowed to bring a friend as a concession since we had a spare bed at the cabin. I was a little upset at first; thinking that having someone else join us was almost as bad as her not coming but after talking it out with my wife I ended up agreeing that it was probably better than her being miserable the whole time.
The rest of the week I worked late to prep for a week of being gone and left my wife to deal with the details for the trip. My wife would drive down with the four kids once they got out of school and I would drive the truck and boat down with the larger supplies in the back and meet them there. I finally finished up, went home and hooked up the boat, and headed out. The drive was going well and I was making good time and was less than an hour away when it dawned on me that I didn’t even know which of my step-daughter’s friends was going to be spending the week with us…I hoped that it wasn’t going to be a bust and ruin the vacation.
I arrived at the site a little before dinner and was a little disappointed when I saw that it was her friend Riley that had come…now don’t get me wrong; Riley is a nice girl that I know a only a little bit through my step-daughter but whom I know has been raised in an ultra-religious household. There were good sides to this I figured; but I was a little concerned that the way we ran our family might offend her. Our family was a little more “European” in style and allowed small amounts of alcohol and our sense of proper attire in the home was a little bit loose with it being common to see one another in little more than underwear while transiting the house. If Riley got upset about this and told her parents I thought that it could cause problems for us and I reminded myself to be careful and watch what we did to be safe. We all ate the simple dinner that my wife had prepared, finished unloading, and called it an early night since we were all bushed between the travel and setting everything up.
The next morning I awoke around 8:00, threw on some shorts and sandals and walked outside to check out what I hadn’t really seen in the twilight the night before. We had been coming to the area off and on for years but had never stayed in the luxury cabins that we were in, always opting for the spartan cabanas further down the beach. The cabin was in a beautiful location just across the sand dune from the ocean on a spit of land with a small waterway in the back as well. It was nestled in a nice little clearing surrounded on either side by trees and bushes to give it a little privacy from the other cabins and had more to the back of the property with a small dock about 30 feet long. It had a good sized deck on the ocean side of the house and a nice sized fire pit nearby as well as an outdoor shower right near the stairs. I started around the house to see what else was there and was so preoccupied that as I rounded the corner near the hot tub I almost didn’t notice that the girls were already awake and laying out in the back yard to get some sun.
“Hi Dad,” I suddenly heard.
Broken from my reverie, I saw that my step-daughter and her friend had spread beach towels out on the ground and were soaking up the rays. Both of them were lying on their stomachs and Riley looked half asleep while my step-daughter was reading a book. I thought it odd that they would be in back instead of on the beach and inquired why. I was told that the breeze by the water had made them too chilly. I thought it no wonder since it was so early and despite the fact that they were both wearing fairly modest suits, there was still a lot of exposed skin.
Now let me take a moment to describe Riley…in many ways she is quite different from my step-daughter; one with a mature body and childlike face and the other the complete opposite. She is only about two months younger but has not really developed “womanly” curves yet but the features of her face are quite strikingly beautiful and could easily pass for that of a grad student. She is slightly tall for a woman, standing about 5′ 10″, with a very slight build, barely noticeable breasts (small A cup, maybe even AA), and dark chestnut colored hair that is straight and goes to the middle of her back. The only visible sign of her body maturing was the slight widening of her hips that, until seeing her in her swimsuit, had been indiscernible. See Riley here tinyurl.com/SexyRiley She was a beautiful woman in her own right but seeing them together gave a night-and-day appearance.