Stepmom Catches Me and Teaches Me
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Chapter 6: Morning Quickie Surprise
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 6: Morning Quickie Surprise - When my hot stepmom Laura catches me jerking to her secret running photos, she doesn’t get mad—she locks the door and whispers, “Want the real thing instead of a picture, baby?”
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The very next morning after that insane phone-call creampie, sunlight filtered through my half-closed blinds and woke me to the most perfect, forbidden sensation—warm, wet lips sliding slowly down my cock. My eyes snapped open. Laura was already in my bed, kneeling between my legs, wearing nothing but one of Dad’s old button-down dress shirts hanging open like a loose robe. The fabric framed her bare breasts, nipples brushing my thighs with every bob of her head. Her hair was still sleep-messy, dark blonde waves tumbling over one shoulder, and her eyes looked up at me with that wicked, knowing sparkle.
“Shhh,” she breathed around my shaft, pulling off just long enough to whisper. “Daddy’s in the shower downstairs. Mommy needs her morning fix before he finishes.”
The shower was running—water drumming against the tiles two floors below, Dad humming some old rock tune that drifted up the stairs. My stomach twisted with panic and raw lust at the same time. She didn’t wait for an answer. Her tongue swirled around the head, teasing the sensitive ridge, then she sank down again, taking me deeper, her cheeks hollowing. One hand gently rolled my balls while the other stroked the base in perfect rhythm. She edged me mercilessly—sucking just the tip until my hips lifted off the mattress, then pulling back with a soft pop, leaving me throbbing and leaking onto my stomach.
Every time the shower spray changed pitch we both froze, her lips still wrapped around me, eyes locked on mine in silent warning. The risk made everything sharper: the wet heat of her mouth, the faint vanilla scent of her skin mixed with fresh soap, the way her bare breasts swayed beneath the open shirt. She kept me right on the edge for long minutes, tongue flicking, humming softly so the vibrations traveled straight down my shaft.
When she knew Dad was still under the spray, she climbed up and straddled me in reverse cowgirl right there on my narrow bed. Her firm runner’s ass faced me, back arched perfectly as she reached back, spread her cheeks with both hands, and sank down in one smooth glide. The view was filthy perfection—my cock disappearing between those toned globes, her slick lips stretching around me, the faint sheen of last night’s leftover mess still glistening on her inner thighs. She rocked her hips in slow circles first, grinding so I could watch every inch slide out shiny and wet before she took me deep again. Her ponytail had fallen over one shoulder, brushing my legs with each movement.
“Be very quiet, baby,” she whispered over her shoulder, voice husky. “Fuck Mommy while Daddy washes his cock downstairs.”
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