ログインI told my stepdad I was going to eat this apple buttocks the next time we fucked.It was a recent craving; I just loved the way his large ass cheeks squeezed when he pounded inside me.He thought I was joking, but when he realized I was serious, he told me he would see about that, and I waited patiently.But we barely fucked, as he had to devote his attention to my mom. Fucked her a couple of times while I lay on my bed, sated and waiting for my turn.We managed to pull off a little foreplay when we could.But I wanted his dick inside me.Days blurred into routine laced with peril; our secret wove deeper, the thought of getting caught a constant aphrodisiac.The laundry room became our secret haven; Mom’s shower ran hot upstairs, steam seeping under the bathroom door.As usual, I was in the laundry room folding washed towels innocently when Maurice slipped in behind, quietly closing the door."Quick," he breathed, hands yanking shorts down. Bent over the dryer, “Eat big Daddy's ass."
The days that followed had my stepdad and I fucking at the slightest opportunity we got.We fucked in the backyard, sitting room, truck, we literally fucked like rabbits around the house.Maurice was making special efforts to spend time with me despite my mom’s frustrating clinginess.The house settled into quiet evening that fateful day; my shadows stretched long across the wall as I padded toward the sitting room.That’s when I heard Mom’s voice drifting from the kitchen, pretty low, simmering with a sense of urgency on the phone.I paused, ear pressed to the wall, curiosity pulling me closer."I don't know, sis; Maurice's been so distant lately," she said, voice laced with frustration. "He hasn't touched me in weeks; it's like he's avoiding me. Makes me wonder if there's someone else."My stomach twisted; I did not feel better knowing I was the other woman, but my body flared hot at the mere thought of sharing my stepfather with my mother despite the wrongness. She sighed heavily.
I came into the living room and found mom curled against the couch arm, remote in hand, flipping channels with lazy flicks.I sat cross-legged on the floor, back to her, pretending to follow some sitcom rerun, but my mind wandered off to Maurice.He lounged in his recliner, newspaper spread wide, eyes hidden behind the pages."Pass the popcorn, Ellena," My mom said, voice muffled around a handful she already munched.I grabbed the bowl from the coffee table, twisting to hand it over; my gaze locked his for a bit, heat flaring in his stare before he dropped back to the news."Here, Mom." I offered.She took it, fingers brushing mine absently. "Thanks, sweetie. This show's boring; let's watch that cooking one next.""Sure." I forced a smile, settling back, but God knows I did not want to watch Tv.I had been reading and working on some research paper all day, and the only way I wanted go relax was to ride my step dad’s cock.I would be lying if I did not feel the house growing smaller e
Days went by. Going about my daily activities felt like a torturous routine because Maurice wouldn't even look my way; my mom clung to Maurice, her arms looping around his waist every chance she got.I watched from the sides, my blood boiling each time she pulled him close for a kiss or whispered something in his ear.We barely met eye to eye. At breakfast, I'd stare at my cereal while he sipped coffee across the table; her hand rested on his thigh under the cloth, oblivious to the storm brewing in me.Frustration etched lines on my face, and I knew he saw it, his gaze flickering to mine for split seconds before darting away. But I guess he couldn't help it, neither could I, or maybe he was just avoiding me. The risk loomed too large now, with her always there, always around him."Ellena, honey, pass the milk," Cara said one morning, her voice syrupy sweet as she leaned into Maurice's side.I slid the honey over without a word, my fingers brushing his accidentally, but I yanked back q
The drive home from the camping trip was equally exhausting; the late afternoon sun was insanely hot, biting into my skin, the scent of pine and earth clinging to our clothes as we unpacked in the driveway.My stepdad and I did not hesitate to steal glances at each other even though he tried to act normal.Mom, invigorated by homely fresh air, wasted no time diving back into her emails and calls; her laptop was open on the kitchen table before I'd even set down my bag. “Work waits for no one,” she said with a determined sigh, oblivious to the sneaky forbidden moments my stepfather and I had shared.I hauled my luggage up the stairs, muscles aching from the hike earlier that day, the zipper rasping softly as I pushed open my bedroom door.The familiar creak of the hinges echoed in the quiet hall.Fatigue from being fucked in the woods dulled my senses.My stepdad had really pummeled me in the bushes, and all I wanted to do was take a nice warm bath and sleep.In other words, my vagina
With a forceful thrust, he entered me; burying himself to the root in one unyielding push that stretched me wide.Fullness overwhelmed; every inch of his thick cock filling me completely, pressing against my walls until my toes curled tight against the sheets.“Oh God! Oh God!!” I tried not to scream.Fuck, he was so big!It was as though he grew larger inside me.The sensation was visceral; veins pulsing inside, the ridge of his head dragging deep, igniting nerves that made my vision blur. Pleasure surged instinctive and wild; my inner muscles clenched around him, pulling him deeper, but I bit my tongue hard to stifle the cry building in my throat.Just then, a rustle from the bed; my mother's voice cut through the haze, half-asleep and groggy. "What's that noise? What's wrong?" Her words with drowsiness, but was enough to freeze us both.Maurice went utterly still; his cock lodged deep inside me, throbbing against my clenching walls.The immobility amplified everything; the sweet p
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