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Chapter 10

Penulis: Tory
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Now undressed, I lay on the bed with my eyes closed and my mouth slightly open as Ace gave my breast a gentle squeeze. Rolling my hard nipples between his thumb and forefinger. The longer he did this, the heavier my breathing got and the more my hips would move, and the wetter my pussy got.

As my eyes opened, he had his tongue shot into my mouth, and I wrapped my arms around him. We explored each other’s mouths with our tongues. Ace slid his hands down my body and gently pulled at my thong. For a moment, it felt like he was hesitating to take them off, then I lifted my hips so he could get the thong over my round ass. He sat up to get my thong off and expose my pussy. My light pink pussy that was almost dripping wet now.

As I lay there with a nervous grin, Ace began to suck on my pussy. I gasped, lifted my hips, and grabbed the back of his head to press his face into my pussy. Ace began sucking and massaging my clit with his tongue. While I held my head and ground my pussy into his
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    “Make me cum,” I begged. “Make your wife cum. Make me cum harder than Ace did.” I repeated, feeling the sensations building inside me. Scott doubled his efforts, tongue flicking relentlessly across my clits, lips sucking them rhythmically. Ace began switching between my tits, sucking one and then the other. They both watched my body tense up as my climax built. My breathing changed, getting faster and shallower. I moaned loudly and deeply as the orgasm hit. Waves of pleasure exploded within me, sending jolts of electricity to my limbs. I twitched and jerked while Scott and Ace kept pleasuring me. Tongues working on my clit and tits until the peak had passed, and I started to come down from my high. They slowed to a stop. Scott’s face emerged from my lap with his cheek and chin glistening from my pussy juices. He sat beside me and kissed me deeply. Then I turned to Ace and shared my juices with him as we kissed. He slid his hand over my thigh and up to my crotch, easily slipping a

  • Craving My Stepson   Chapter 93

    I opened my eyes and locked them instantly on Ace as he stared up at me while sucking my tits. A small moan fell from my lips. His hand went to my hip as he cradled my ass, then felt down my thighs. Suddenly, he was bending to his knees before me. Scott was still flicking my nipple with his tongue, but his hands were now moving further along the inside of my thighs. I was panting, feeling his fingers delicately stroking my clit through the fabric of my panties. A finger dipped inside to caress my pussy slit, and I moaned aloud. Scott's eyes locked with mine as he pulled out and tasted his fingers. My mouth dropped open. Just then, Ace pulled my panties down and drew his face up to my crotch. I cried out, my head falling back against the wall, letting my eyes shut, and I instinctively opened my legs wide to give him access. He started lapping up and down my slit, lathering my pussy flesh intently with his tongue until slurping sounds lewdly filled the room. I moaned, clawing my ha

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    Later, Scott paid the bill, and we walked out of the restaurant. I leaned my weight on Scott, trying to steady myself, but he was just as unsteady as I was, both of us warm with too many shots and too many feelings. Ace giggled behind us. “I swear, you two walk like newborn giraffes,” he slurred. Scott shot him a look over his shoulder. “I’m walking perfectly fine.” “You’re floating!” Ace pointed out. “Your feet aren’t even touching the floor.” Scott blinked down at his own feet, then snorted, “Well, I feel like I’m touching the floor.” Their drunken bickering made me laugh harder than I meant to. My stomach hurt. A few minutes later, a car rolled into the restaurant’s small, dimly lit parking lot. Two drivers stepped out. Scott had requested two drivers to come, so one of them would drive the car we came in. The first driver bowed slightly toward Scott. “Sir, I’m here to take you and ma’am home.” The second smiled tiredly at Ace. “And I’ll be taking the original vehicle back,

  • Craving My Stepson   Chapter 91

    The food had arrived twenty minutes ago. Beautiful plates of grilled chicken, buttery mashed potatoes, spiced rice, and a platter of roasted vegetables. Everything smelled delicious. But none of us had touched a single bite. Because Ace had somehow convinced both himself and Scott that a flow of shots was essential to the father–son bonding experience. The empty shot glasses were starting to form an embarrassing little army in the middle of the table. The waiter looked mildly concerned each time he passed by, but Ace always waved him off with a grin. I wasn’t drunk-drunk, but I was definitely warm, buzzing, and a tiny bit dizzy. Scott was… tipsy. Very tipsy. His cheeks were flushed, his smile loose and boyish. And Ace—oh, Ace was absolutely, undeniably drunk. Ace leaned back in the seat with his head tilted and eyes half-lidded. “This… this is great,” he slurred. “Why haven’t we done this before? Huh, Dad? Why?” Scott chuckled, rubbing his forehead. “Because you intimidate me.”

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    Throughout our entire ride to the restaurant, everybody was quiet. It was as if everyone was holding their breath, waiting for someone else to speak first. I sat in the front beside Scott because Ace insisted he wanted the entire backseat to “mentally prepare himself,” whatever that meant. I didn’t argue because he was already doing enough by agreeing to this dinner in the first place. When we pulled into the small, warmly lit family-style restaurant, I instantly became calm. The place looked cozy. It had round tables, cushioned sofa-like seats, soft lamps hanging overhead, and the other families chatting around steaming bowls of food. The hostess led us toward a round table tucked in a corner. The plush, round sofa wrapped around it in a perfect circle, and without thinking too deeply about it, I slid into the center. Ace sat on my left, Scott on my right, both of them sinking into the cushions with two different kinds of sighs. Ace's sigh was loud and annoyed, while Scott was tire

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    Scott’s hand was still warm on my cheek as the room felt calm and peaceful. But even as peace settled over him, I knew there was one more unsolved problem waiting downstairs, pacing in his room with too many emotions he didn’t know how to handle. And I meant Ace. And if something didn’t bridge the gap now, it would just widen. I took a slow breath. “Scott… can I suggest something?” He looked at me immediately, with seriousness in his eyes like he thought I was about to say something painful. “Of course,” he said. “Tell me. What is it?” I sat up straighter, folding my legs beneath me. “I’ve been here for a while now… part of the family. And I’ve noticed that you and Ace haven’t done anything together. Not really. Not outside of arguments or small, surface-level conversations, and when we sat at the dining table like a family. Nothing to actually bond.” Scott leaned back slightly, exhaling through his nose like someone who already knew he had failed somewhere but wasn’t sure how t

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