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5. Amazing Jackpot

Author: VBeytha
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-29 21:08:28

Chris Pov.

"What, you ... who are you? Stop it, ahh, ahh, damn! Stop it!"

I never thought of competing with my father. Seeing the beauty of my stepmother made me want to ruin their happiness inappropriately. My aunt really agrees that I should not accept a substitute mother because I don't need one. But it seems I really need it, so she moans under me.

"Let me go!" She rebelled, wanting to escape, but I held her tightly from behind and still moved to pump her until her body trembled again, feeling an orgasm several times.

"Just enjoy, dear. Isn't this the first time for you?"

I got an amazing jackpot. My stepmother is still a virgin. She is very narrow and delicious. Her body was so fragrant and smooth. I am very greedy to feel every inch of her that is so natural and innocent.

She was sweating, I kissed her neck and squeezed her round and springy breasts right in the grasp of my hand. She was very good at caring for her body, which was so charming.

"I'm your father's wife, Akh—"

"I know, dear, you don't need to introduce yourself to me anymore. I only give the most beautiful gift to your marriage to my father. You can really seduce him. You can get him right. You, who used to be a farmer, are now the wife of a successful businessman. Are you tired of being a farmer, huh?!"

"Ogghh! Shit!"

My emotions overflowed again, and I wanted her to regret marrying my father. Does she dare to complain about this to him? No way, this woman has no guts for that. I squeezed her breasts roughly and pressed her back roughly from behind.

She kept sighing, unable to speak.

"Shhh!"

Fuck! I can't hold back cum. She is too narrow-pinning mine. I turned around, and now she faced me. Her eyes drew me sharply, and one hand floated, hitting my face very loudly.

"You jerk! You should respect me because I am your father's wife and me—"

I scratched her chin, "The woman who sells her virginity to an old man is not worthy of being respected. You will regret marrying my father. Get ready. You are dumped by him because it turns out you are not a virgin," I said, looking at her trivially.

Releasing her chin, she pushed it down to fall into the bed. Her beautiful body bounced, and she covered up with both hands.

I smiled, watching her, who panicked and immediately woke up, pushed me away, and then looked for her clothes.

"You are a rude man! If your father knew your behavior—"

"Just report it to him, I'm not afraid, my dear stepmother," I challenged her. She must say she was still a virgin so she could captivate my father. So now she is not a virgin, Dad must feel cheated.

She put back the sexy clothes without seeing me. She immediately left my room in a messy state. Basic female tempting bitch, finish your plan!

***

"Hello, hey."

My girlfriend called me. I woke up late to imagine my stepmother's body. I couldn't sleep all night. When leaving the room to look for her again that night, it turned out my father was making love to her in their room. That bitch would convince my father with all her sweet words. Her innocent face was very convincing to lie.

"You just woke up, dear; you usually have breakfast."

"Yes, I'm still sleepy because I'm working overtime, there's work I have to check," I lied to her. My lover can't know what I have done. Just a moment, I'm sure that woman will definitely leave here if I keep forcing her to serve me.

"Tonight, at our engagement party, you have to be fresh, dear."

"Of course, dear, you must be troublesome today. Give the best to welcome my parents."

"Yes, of course, I want to get to know my mother-in-law; what is she like?"

I was afraid she felt insecure when she met her. My father has transformed a village girl into a classy woman. In my eyes, she was still a materialistic village girl.

I woke up and took a shower immediately. I want to greet the newlyweds. I left the room after I was neat and fragrant. I want to see my stepmother with the good looks I have. After she fell in love with me, I would dump her.

"No, dear, I don't like it; maybe you want?"

As soon as she was in my father's, she was really disgusting. My father looked at me in surprise when he saw me coming down the stairs; he didn't know that I was staying here.

"Good morning, Dad and my new Mom," I said to this woman, who immediately bowed her head. Her beautiful smile immediately disappeared when she saw me.

"Are you staying overnight?" My father asked. "Exactly. I returned because I want to know my new mom."

My father's eyebrows furrowed; was he suspicious that I stole his wife's virginity? "For how long have you been staying?"

"Until my new mother and I can be familiar, right, Mom?" I said, and this woman smiled forcibly. Does she want to complain? How can she? She must be scared.

"We will go on my honeymoon to London, when is your fiancée?"

"Tonight, I will invite all families to be present," I said, and took the apple and squeezed it. She peeked from behind her curved eyelashes. Her head was still bowed.

"Good, have you bought a ring?"

"Already," I said while taking a grape and licking it like I licked her nipples. My father didn't see me because he was busy with a tablet.

This woman is still secretly glancing at me. She was tense, and her face flushed. I like this moment.

She was a hypocrite, pretending to be angry, but she kept our love memory last night. She can distinguish who is the hottest, my father or me. "Alright, I'm done. I will go, and you must attend my engagement tonight, Mom, even though I didn't go to your marriage," I said, and I stood up. My father watched my smiling face.

"Okay, we will go together, right, baby?" He said to his wife, and she just nodded without looking at me.

"Everyone gathers here first. After that, we go together," He said again while looking at her full of love. I can't wait to make her in the Big Problems.

***

Returning from the office, I went straight home. My job as an architect is opposite my father's company in the field of sales and marketing. I prefer the challenge of making a beautiful building.

When I got home, I was welcomed by my aunt, who always defended me. She is my father's sister; she really does not agree with my father's remarriage because no one can replace my mother.

"Hello, handsome, you should go home early. Come on, aunt, help you choose clothes."

"Shouldn't my new mother choose?" I said with a little smile, and my aunt frowned.

"You, not the little boy, she will take care of. I don't want her to captivate you, either. Enough of your father, who is crazy about her," She said sarcastically and hissed in my ear while holding my hand in the room.

I did not find where she was kept by my father. She must be given the best dress and the best appearance.

"Your job is to make her uncomfortable in this house. What have you done with her?"

I smiled. The crazy thing I did would never tell anyone because it was my business with her.

"One of them wants to make sure I'm cared for, but you first want to help me. I want her to always be involved in many things my needs." I said

I took a shower and exited the bathroom, just by using a towel to cover my bottom.

"You want to involve her in this matter, oh no. Seeing your sturdy body, your standing arm muscles, your handsome and fresh face, I'm sure she will take off her clothes in front of you, and you fucked her, then become a slave to her love," my aunt sneered.

I will make her a slave to my lust until she is tired and intimidated. I have saved our romance, and it is proof of her affair. She will definitely give up and leave forever if she doesn't want to serve me again. "Just wait until the end of this month before I get married; she was away from here," I said.

I'm sure, she must give up and fear. Plain women like her are easy to destroy.

After finishing dressing, my aunt was out of the room. My dad and she came out of the room holding hands.

"Look at her, like a bitch who exhibits her body. Your father is proud to show her body in front of all her colleagues. Likewise, her wedding dress is open. She is indeed a cheap woman," my aunt whispered.

We relented, walking behind them, and fuck! I had to see her beautiful body embraced by my father. That beautiful back wants me to decorate it with a few scratches so that she does not show off the body in front of me!

"You're with me, Chris," My father asked me to take a car with him. I sat in front, and he was with his sexy wife behind. From the rearview mirror, I watched the look on her beautiful face, and I always smiled when talking to my father. Is it happy or just a formality?

When her eyes and my eyes looked at each other in the glass, she was silent and looked away from her face, not wanting to see me. Oh, you're so arrogant. Your arrogance I will erode until it's not left, you will only be a bitch for me!

Fuck! Why am I so jealous? This isn't normal.

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