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I won’t go and my mum can’t force me either. “Speaking about your soon to be hot step dad, you can’t deny that you find him attractive. Sexy and hot.” Lisa picked a piece of chip, rolling her tongue around in a sexy way that it was hard for me not to find it disgusting. “Just imagine all the naughty things you could do to him, and perhaps there’s a chance that he would continue what-“

The outfit was designed to torment. The corset clung to my body like a second skin, emphasizing every curve, pushing up my full breasts, leaving just enough of my soft skin exposed to tempt. The sheer thigh-high stockings and lace garters made my legs look endless, each step designed to be a silent invitation. And the skirt? Barely there. Just a whisper of fabric, translucent enough to leave nothing to the imagination. I paint my lips a deep shade of red, her eyes dark and sultry as I run a hand through my soft waves.

Caleb walked to the side with a frown on his face as his father walked and sat beside Bea. “I need an intimate yet elegant couple. We’re endorsing brands for the upper-class and our target population was couples.” Bea nodded from Margaret’s instruction. She saw Callum leaning on the couch and wrapping his arms around her waist. He pulled her a little closer to him so she decided to lean on him as she sat sideward. She rested her head on Callum’s shoulder then she put her hands on Callum’s arms as if she was holding him. She crossed her legs and made herself comfortable in her position before she smiled.

I know he would rather not discuss my stomach. Furthermore, I stood up from the bed and went to the closet. The night rolled down, and I know what I have to do. I took out a sexy night outfit for tonight. I brushed my teeth, took a warm bath and moisturize my body before wearing a dress. I dried my hair and sprayed my favourite perfume around my neck. “You know baby tonight your papa is going to full torture” I laughed. I wore the red satin short nightgown without a brassiere. I intentionally didn't wear anything inside. Not only that, but I want to seduce him and without innerwear, it's a lot easier.

A sigh of relief escaped his lips, and in that moment, Steph interpreted it as a silent invitation. “You seem tense, my Prince. I can only imagine the weight on your mind these days," Steph whispered softly as she removed her robe, revealing a seductive ensemble of white, lace lingerie that left little to the imagination. With a deliberate movement, she positioned herself on the desk in front of him, parting her legs slowly and enticingly.

In his opinion, his stepmom was the sexiest woman on earth, and every time he saw her, she managed to turn every thought in his head into something dangerous. From his bedroom window, he could see everything. The way her hair spilt wet over her shoulders, the beads of water tracing slow paths down her skin before disappearing into the swell of her chest. Her tits were like ripe fruits, pushing against the tiny scrap of bikini she had on, begging to be let out. He wanted to suck on it. Oh yes, he wanted to pull that bikini back a little, make her nipple slip out and then suck on it while she arched against that lounger.

The door creaked open before I could make contact, and Stephan stepped in, that signature smirk curling his lips as his eyes raked over me. “How'd the date go, baby girl?” he drawled, voice low and teasing. How the hell did he think, thanks to that damn remote in his pocket? But of course, I couldn’t say that out loud, only shuddering. He chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through me, then dropped to his knees between my parted thighs. “Look at you, all flushed and wet.” He mused, strong hands gripping my inner legs and spreading them wider, exposing every inch of my soaked pussy to his view. “You really thought I’d let you come home like this and touch yourself without me?”

Jared, a 17-year-old boy, struggles with his forbidden desires for his stepmother, Elena. After a dinner where her presence overwhelms him, he retreats to his room, consumed by fantasies of her. Using lube, he masturbates while imagining Elena in explicit scenarios. ********************************* Jared’s heart pounded as he shut the door to his room, the weight of the evening’s dinner still lingering in his mind. His stepmother, Elena, had been there, her presence a constant, intoxicating distraction.

I managed to smile, if only she knew I was nothing but a fraud, just a contract wife to Felix. “That would look good on you”. Stephanie suggested a revealing sexy black nightwear to me. I looked at the gown in awe. “That would be nice in the other room” she blushed to me. I was embarrassed. “See, listen Sophie, there is a sex shop here, you can get things to spice up your sex life”, Stephanie suggested. “I am not sure if that’s a good idea” I said to Stephanie. “Of course it is” she said, holding the nightwear.

He kept stroking his cock after he came until the shadow disappeared from his door and into her own room. The next week the tension between stepdad and daughter increased a hundredfold. It was coming up to Camilla's 21st birthday and Gerard decided that it would be the day. He snuck into Camilla's bedroom to check her underwear size and then he drove to a sexy lingerie shop. He could've spent a fortune in there, but settled for a few very sexy pieces. He bought a baby blue babydoll with furry edges and matching g-strings. He then picked up a transparent black bra and French brief set. Then he got daring and picked up a red bra with holes for the nipples and matching open-crotch pants. Finall