Happy Holly Daze
Copyright© 2025 by CreepyUnclePete - by Limnophile
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - College girl Holly loves her stepfather in every way.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction School Anal Sex Analingus Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism
My phone rang on Friday night. I was quite happy to see the number when I answered. “Hi sweetie!”
My stepdaughter-girlfriend replied, “Hi, Daddy! It’s only been a day and a half, but I miss you already!”
“I love you and I miss you, too, Holly. How are you doing?”
“Pretty good. My roommate Heidi and I got our class schedules. Until noon, they’re the same. Then I have a two-hour break while she’s in organic chem lab. She’s done at four, but I have geology until six. Everything looks good, except macro-econ at seven am with Professor Karsten. People say he’s the most boring speaker they’ve ever heard! Doing well in a boring class first thing in the morning will be tough.”
I chuckled a bit and offered, “I’ll send you a coffee pot.”
“Thanks, but Heidi brought one. She’s super creative. She showed me how you can make soup or toasted cheese sandwiches with it.”
“Cool. I hope she recovered from our big surprise?”
“Hehehe! She gave me a big surprise this morning! I came back from breakfast, and she had a hand in her pajamas! She was Jilling herself on a video call! Hehehe! Talk about awkward!”
I nervously joked, “I guess that’s fair, since she saw cum dripping from your butt! Hahahah!” She chuckled along with me.
“GAWD! I just about DIED of shame!”
I mentioned, “If that’s your worst problem, I guess things are going well. I’ll call you next weekend.”
“Oh, some more cool things. I’m Holly Jensen and she’s Heidi Jenkins. Three months ago, she and her aunt moved to an apartment in Springfield, only a couple miles from you!”
“Wow! So many coincidences!” I hopefully added, “If you’re in the mood, maybe you and I can do a sexy video call?”
There was aroused nervousness in her voice when she replied, “Hehehe! Maybe some other time. The cafeteria closes in twenty minutes. I gotta run.”
“Okay. Take care, and call me next weekend. I love you, Holly.”
“Love you, too, Daddy. Bye.”
Instead of the next weekend, she called me on Wednesday afternoon. I was working at my business, a specialty wood and carpentry supply house. I smiled and walked toward the back of the warehouse, when I saw her number. “Hi, Holly. How are you doing?”
“Hi. I’m ah ... mostly okay. I kinda have a problem. Please don’t be mad.”
“Why would I be mad? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing really wrong, just weird. Um ... I was in the shower yesterday, and my roommate Heidi walked in. It’s a big communal shower for the whole floor. Sometimes a bunch of girls shower together, so no big deal. Except ah...”
I began to worry. “Except for what? What happened?”