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My Husband Shared Me With His Son-3

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Marissa.

“Go look.”

Barrett said it again when the first light hit the sheets. His fingers were still inside me from the night before, slow and lazy, like he had nowhere else to be. Reid was already gone from the couch. I heard the front door an hour earlier.

I pulled away and sat up. Barrett watched me walk naked across the room to his side of the bed.

The second drawer opened easy. Under a folded handkerchief and a bottle of lube that had not been there last week sat a single brass key on
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  • Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection)   Sexting My Stepfather-3

    Tessa. “Tonight works.” Grant sent it in the family chat at 8:47 p.m. while Helen sat on the couch ten feet from him with the thread open on her lap. I saw it from my room. I liked it. One tap. Helen liked it too. Perfect. I will stay out of your way so you can finish wrapping. I stared at both hearts sitting under his words. Tonight works. She thought it meant the gift. He meant the side gate and my door and the fact that I was already wet before I even stood up. Helen added another message. What if we do a little family breakfast tomorrow to open it? I can make the cinnamon rolls you like, Grant. Grant: Sounds good. Tessa and I will have it ready. Helen hearted that one too. I muted the chat so the pings would not wake anyone. Then I took everything off. No tank this time. Nothing. I left the side gate unlatched and my bedroom door cracked and sat on the edge of the bed waiting. I heard Helen tell Grant she was going to take a bath and put her headphones on. I heard Gra

  • Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection)   Sexting My Stepfather-2

    Tessa. “Wear the shorts.” Grant said it when I walked into the kitchen the next morning. Helen was at the stove with her back to us. I had the shorts on like he told me. No underwear. I could still feel him leaking out of me from last night every time I took a step. Helen turned around smiling. “There she is. Grant said you two finalized the gift. I am so proud of you for including him.” I sat down. Grant set a plate in front of me and his fingers brushed the inside of my thigh under the table like he was checking I had listened. The family chat pinged. Grant: Found a better option. Same price. Can pick it up Thursday night. Helen hearted it immediately. So thoughtful. You two are sneaking around like kids planning Christmas. I typed in the group thread because she was watching. Thursday works. I will handle the side details. Grant liked it. Under the table his hand slid higher and two fingers pressed against my shorts, right over the wet spot his cum had mad

  • Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection)   Sexing My Stepfather-1

    Tessa.“Did you check the price on that thing we talked about?”Grant sent it in the family group chat at 9:14 p.m. while Mom was still in the living room scrolling through the same thread. I watched the three dots appear under his name from my bed with the door half closed and my phone face down on my stomach.Helen Brennan. My mother. She hearted the message in less than ten seconds.So glad you two are finally bonding. This is going to be such a nice surprise.The “thing” was not a gift.The “price” was which door I would leave unlocked.Grant Hale Brennan. Forty seven. My mother’s husband of two years. My stepfather on paper and the reason I started sleeping in shorts I could pull off with one hand.I am Tessa. Twenty. I moved back home after the dorm situation fell apart and Grant was the one who carried my boxes up the stairs. He looked at me that first afternoon like he already knew I would leave a door open for him eventually. I told myself I imagined it.I did not imagine it.

  • Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection)   My Husband Shared Me With His Son-3

    Marissa. “Go look.” Barrett said it again when the first light hit the sheets. His fingers were still inside me from the night before, slow and lazy, like he had nowhere else to be. Reid was already gone from the couch. I heard the front door an hour earlier. I pulled away and sat up. Barrett watched me walk naked across the room to his side of the bed. The second drawer opened easy. Under a folded handkerchief and a bottle of lube that had not been there last week sat a single brass key on a cheap metal ring. A small white tag. Barrett’s handwriting. 314 Westbrook. Spare. My address. My lock. The one I paid cash for so no one would have a copy. I held it in my palm. It was warm from the drawer. “You kept it in here the whole time,” I said. Barrett sat up against the headboard, sheets around his waist, looking at me like I had finally caught up. “Reid dropped an empty ring in front of you. I left the real one where you would find it when you were ready to stop lying to yours

  • Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection)   My Husband Shared Me With His Son-2

    Marissa.“You up?”Reid said it from the doorway like he had not just texted the same words two minutes ago. He stood there in the dark looking at me on the bed, sheet kicked down, Barrett’s cum still wet on my thighs. He did not pretend he could not see it.I sat up and pulled the sheet to my waist. It did not help. My nipples were still tight and my pussy was still open from his father.“Barrett was just here,” I said.Reid’s mouth twitched. “I know. The whole hallway smells like it.”He did not come closer yet. He leaned against the frame and looked at the key Barrett had left on the nightstand.“That the new one?”“Yes.”“He already had a copy.”I did not answer. Reid already knew. He had always known.He pushed off the door and walked to the side of the bed. He did not touch me. He just looked down at the mess between my legs like he was deciding whether he was angry or hard. Both, from the way his sweatpants sat.“Go to sleep, Reid.”“Not yet.”He reached out and dragged two fin

  • Stepbrother's Filthy Toy (An Erotica Collection)   My Husband Shared Me With His Son-1

    Marissa.“You are not coming in here whenever you feel like it anymore.”That was the last thing I said to Reid three weeks ago when I walked out of the shower and found him standing in my kitchen at two in the morning. Boots still on. Eating the pasta I had made for his father. Looking at me like the towel I was clutching was a suggestion.Reid Kane. Twenty six. My husband’s son. My stepson on paper and nothing else in this house.I married Barrett fourteen months ago. Barrett Kane. Fifty two. Quiet money. The kind of man who never raises his voice because the room already belongs to him. His first wife died eight years back. Reid never wanted a replacement and he never pretended he did. He has his own place across town. He still has a key to this one. Barrett never took it from him.That night Reid did not leave when I told him to. He sat at the island, watched water run down my legs, and asked if Barrett was a heavy sleeper. I told him to get out. He smiled and said “Yes, stepmom”

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