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Step-dad shouldn't know how I taste

LUNA'S POV I swung the pen in my hand as the words the Professor was saying were dripping out of my left ear as soon as it entered through my right ear."Babe," I heard my best friend, Talia's voice, and I just kept smiling."Isn't he handsome?" I asked, gazing at him as I licked my lower lips."He is, and he's your boyfriend, so stop drooling over him," Talia spoke, and I rolled my eyes, gazing at my boyfriend, Jerome, who stood in front of the classroom, answering the Professor's question as everyone listened attentively."Fuck, why is he so hot today," I bite my lips as my mind flashes back to the good kiss we had yesterday, but the smile didn't last long as soon I remembered the sex we had last night.I'm Luna, a second-year student at Boston University. I have a boyfriend, Jerome and we have been dating for a year.He's smart, handsome, tall, well built with sexy abs. He's every woman's type, hot and a good kisser,, but he's not sexually good for me.He's damn good at foreplay a

Step-dad shouldn't know how I taste

I stepped into the pulsating nightclub, the thumping music enveloping me like a warm hug.I made my way to the bar, my eyes scanning the crowded room. One air was thick with the smell of alcohol and seats."I want a shot of tequila!" I ordered, and the barman nodded. I bite my lips glancing at the bodies grinding each other.My phone buzzed silently, turning on and I geek at my phone screen to see a message from Talia."Have you meet Jerome? Are you on your way with him?" She sent and I hissed.That bastard is screwing the ass of the bitchy Sheila. He knows I and the girl are not in good terms and still chose to have sex with her, in his home."I have met him and I'm not on my way with him. I'm at the bar to drink away my sorrow" I mumbled silently as I switched off my phone, placing my phone in my small purse.The bar man placed the little glassy cup in front of me, and I drank the tequila, downing it in one swift motion. The liquid burned all the way down my throat, but I didn't fli

Step-dad shouldn't know how I taste

My eyes flickered open; immediately, I sprang up, sitting upright on the bed as I peered around, my eyes taking in my surroundings.Fuck, where am I?I turned to see an older man on the bed sleeping peacefully. What happened yesterday started flooding in and I gasped.I had sex with a total stranger and an older man at that. Seeing he was still asleep, I hastily took my things, dressed up and hurried out of the hotel room. I remembered having sex with him in the VIP room in the clubhouse.After three intense rounds of sex, he ejaculated, and we went to a luxury hotel and started the romance all over, trying out different styles.I hurriedly flagged down a cab and boarded it. I told the cab man my phone address and brought out my phone from my bag to see missed calls from my mom and several messages from her, Jerome and Talia.Goodness, she's worried about me.I checked Jerome's messages and let out a loud hiss as I read his messages. He's worried about me?For real? After screwing She

Step-dad shouldn't know how I taste

REMINGTON'S POV I had never planned to return to California this month. My business in Australia is taking most of my time, keeping me busy, and I was content with staying there for some months, but then Adelina called, and my plans changed.She was missing me terribly and wanted me to come to California. I couldn't resist her constant pleas and handle her grumpy attitude, so I dropped everything and boarded a flight down to California.My plan initially was to spend two weeks, quality time with her then head back to Australia the next month but little did I know that my plan would take a different turn As I was going through some photos and videos Adelina had sent to me, I came across her daughter's picture, Luna. That's when it hit me like lightning that my stay in California is going to escalate and will be more interesting than I would have imagined.After settling in, I decided to head to the clubhouse to catch up with some old friends of mine. It has been a while since I saw

Step-dad shouldn't know how I taste

I watched as Remington, my step dad strode out of the pool room. I couldn't help but feel a rush of happiness. His stay here is going to make my youth worthwhile and make up for all the sex life I have been deprived of.The way the water dripped down his chiselled back, highlighting the contours of his muscles, made me wet and breathless. My hand went to my wet pussy, and I shut my eyes, trying to process the forbidden attraction I was beginning to feel towards him."Shit," I mumbled myself, frustration etching on my face. He turned me on and then walked away without doing it, leaving me hanging in the air.I took some deep breaths, trying to calm the horniness and wrapped a towel around my small waist. I stepped out of the pool area, smiling, grinning, remembering how his touch had a spell on me.I made my way to the living room, expecting, to find Remington there, but he was nowhere to be found. I shrugged, assuming he must have gone to his room to change, and decided to do the sam

Step-dad shouldn't know how I taste

As I sat in front of the dining chair, I lazily held my fork, my eyes drifting towards Remington, who was eating his meal with a look of innocence. My mom was seated beside him, beaming with a bright smile as she gently kissed his lips, cleaning off the stain on his lips.At that moment I felt my throat drying up,my hands holding onto the fork tighter, slumping onto the chair further.Luna control yourself, "Fuck what's wrong with me?" Why is my throat getting dried, having the desires to be banged right now on the table screaming his name just because my mom had touched Remington's lips? I don't want this to make any sense . I quickly dropped my fork and reached for a glass of water, gulping it down in an attempt to shake off the sudden horniness I was feeling.Just then, my mom spoke up, "That reminds me, Luna." I coughed, almost choking on the water, and hastily set the glass down on the table. I turned my attention to my mom, trying to composed myself. "Anything, mom?" I asked,

Step-dad shouldn't know how I taste

As I walked into the dining room, I carefully placed the cup of milk on the table, trying not to spill a single drop. Then, I made my way over to Remy's side, where I snuggled up close to him, sitting comfortably on his thigh. I leaned in, pressing my lips deeply against his, feeling a rush of satisfaction.As we broke apart for a moment, Remy looked at me cockily like one about to pull up a stunt on me. "Mmm, is it fine if you miss school?" he asked, his voice low and husky. I gazed back at him, feeling a little surprised by his question. "You care about my studies?" I asked, my voice tinged with amusement.Remy's expression turned mischievous, and he uttered, "I want you to ditch school more often to have more sex with me, if it's possible." I couldn't help but burst out laughing at his raw, honest words. "I'll gladly do that," I responded, playfully handing him the glass cup of milk as I sprang up from his thigh.As I walked over to my bag, I couldn't help but feel a little self-

Step-dad shouldn't know how I taste

I rested my right arm on the rail, looking interested. "You're pretty." I forced a smile onto my face, feeling a bit uncomfortable at his presence."I know I'm pretty, thanks for the compliment," I replied, still maintaining the fake smile as I glanced over at my stepfather.He was smiling and laughing with some people, with my mom cozied up in his arms. I felt my tummy tightening and pang of jealousy, wishing I was the one cozied up in his arms receiving all the adoration and attention but instead I'm stuck up with a stranger, forced to converse with him and made it look like I have interesting in his bullshit.My mom had introduced us just a little while ago, bragging about my academic excellence and trying to impress him.I don't know what kind of game my mom is trying to play but could it be she's trying to play the game of a matchmaker with the hope that things might hit off and a relationship will kickstart. If that's her game, I'm not going to participate in it because I'm not

Step-dad shouldn't know how I taste

As I walked out of my room, stretching my arms. Today is a free day, no classes, no test, no assignments. I had the whole day to myself. I grabbed my cellphone and headed downstairs to start my morning with a good meal and maybe another meal after that.As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I caught sight of my mom sitting in the living room, talking away on her phone. She had a big smile plastered on her face, and I wondered who she was conversing with over the phone But I didn't intend to listen to her conversation but as I did unknowningly, the smile plastered on my face turned to disgust. "You're free to come and check up on your wife," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness.My stomach twisted as I realized who she must be talking to. It was him - the guy I had met at the party last night, the one I had somehow gotten betrothed to without even realizing it.My mom had pushed me into this situation, trying to play matchmaker without even considering my feelings. And now,

The End

I let out a deep breath, as I landed my back on the bed. I gazed up at Davis, who was smiling down at me, looking pleased with himself. "That was massive," he complimented, and I nodded in agreement.I couldn't deny that Davis was good in bed. He had known exactly how to touch me, how to make me feel good. But as I lay there, I couldn't help but compare him to Remington. Remington was on a whole different level when it came to sex. He knew exactly how to turn a lady on, how to make her panties get wet. He was so good, so skilled, that it was almost unfair to compare him to anyone else.But Davis wasn't bad either. At least he was better than Jerome, my ex-boyfriend. Jerome had been a disaster in bed, always fumbling and stumbling around like a clumsy teenager. Davis, on the other hand, had been smooth and confident, knowing exactly what he was doing.As I lay there, I bite my lower lip deductively, gazing at him. Davis leaned his face forward, planting a soft kiss on my lips. I gigg

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