Chapter 60 Fucking my stepmom
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LUCA'S POV
This was wrong.
That was certain.
But with each firm stroke of my hand over my painfully hard dick, I couldn't tear my gaze away as I hid by the window, my breathing laboured.
It wasn't the first time.
Watching my stepdad plow my new stepmom in the room. Her gasps filled the airㅡ sharp and shooting straight to my dick each time I watched them.
Her pale milky breasts jerked with each sharp thrust and I fought the thoughts of me squeezing them. Sliding my cock between those massive tits.
Fuck.
My gaze readjusted to watch how his dick disappeared into her pussy, her wet glistening lips seeming to encompass his length.
I wanted to bury myself into her, fuck her so good until she forgot about him. She was literally the epitome of perfection and temptation.
My fingers moved faster, my breathing getting drowned with the sharp sound of meeting as well as her moans inside the room.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Her body suddenly shook and her fingers curled into the sheets, blonde hair spilling over the checked sheets as her lips parted in a silent scream.
That was all it took for me to go over the edge, spilling my cum into my hands while I groaned, twisting the head of my cock as I tried to milk myself dry.
My step father had already flipped her over, his face squeezed tight in concentration as he gripped her ass, pounding into her from behind, unaware that I was right outside their window.
I tucked myself back into my pants, using the tissue I had brought with me to clean all the stains that could give me away.
One day… I would fuck her.
“Good morning, Luca,” Ashley chirped, dishing out my dad's food into his plate while I trudged down the stairs.
And holy shit. Her back was turned to me as she worked over the kitchen counter, suddenly bending over to grab something in the lower cabinet. And the way her perky ass in her leggings jutted out? My dick twitched in my shorts and I groaned inwardly.
Not again.
She stood up, unbeknownst to my plight and turned around. “Your dad is in the shower.”
I hummed, not saying anything as I pulled the hoodie over my head even tighter, strolling to grab an apple from the fruits bowl whole trying not to look at her.
“What time did you come home last night? You weren't in the room when I checked in at 10. Thought you were going to sleep out at your friends or whatever you teenagers do.”
I would rather much spend it jerking off to you. I wanted to say it. Tell her that I wanted her on her knees, batting her pretty eyes at me while her lips stretched around my length.
But insteadㅡ “Just around midnight.”
Her brow lifted. “Oh. You went right to sleep, right?”
Something in me caved at her question. “Kinda but it was hard to sleep considering there were a few noises.” I answered vaguely, turning back to grab a glass from the shelf.
The air suddenly seemed to turn tense and I suddenly regretted hinting that I knew she was fucking my step father.
It should be none of my business. They were married. They didn't need to know that she was the object of my fantasies. The things I needed to do to her. Or that I had made it my routine to watch them. That was so messed up.
“Did you enjoy the show?” I heard her say behind me. Low and sultry.
That made me pause, my heart skipping a beat as I turned to her. “What?”
The look on her face was calm. Almost…lustful. “You're not exactly subtle, Luca.”
My eyes widened. Holy fuck. Did she see me? How long had she known?
A sudden voice from the stairs jerked us both from our trance. “I'm late for work. Baby, I won't be able to have breakfast. I have to go now. Luca, if you don't have rugby practice, you should try reading for your projects, we'll talk about that when I get back,” my dad rambled on as he grabbed his suitcase and pressed a kiss to Ashley's cheek. “Bye baby, love you.”
She waved sweetly at him, watching him walk out the doorway and get into his car while I just stared at her, my eyes wide.
Then, she turned back to me. “You didn't answer my question.”
Question?
My brain short circuited and my dick jerked in my pants, uncomfortably brushing against the material. I needed some friction. I needed to fucking get off because it felt like I would combust.
Oh right.
“Yes.” I admitted, not caring if my words put me into trouble again.
A grin spread her lips and I was almost tempted to close the distance between us, slam her up against the wall and shove my dick into her tight cunt.
I bet it would squeeze me. Draw me into her tight heat.
“Then… I guess you caught on pretty quickly,” she whispered, taking a step forward to me.
I stood my ground, feeling the air close between us as the pieces finally clicked together. “The windows… it wasn't a mistake. You left them open,” I muttered in disbelief.
She clapped. “Good boy. I knew you were smart. I knew you would want that, so…I helped.”
I couldn't say a word. I just stared at her, not able to believe what I was hearing. “Youㅡ”
She was standing right in front of me, her tits almost brushing against my chest as she looked up at me. “Let me help you now. Your dad isn't home. Not for a few hours.”
Before I could comprehend what she meant, she dropped to her knees, pulling down my sweatpants, her eyes gleaming when my dick sprung out, thich and hard already. “Fuck… you're so big…” She drooled.
My heart was racing in my chest. “Are you gonna tell my dad?” I asked, resisting a groan as her fingers wrapped around my thick girth.
Her tongue wrapped around the purple head of my dick and she sucked lightly. “No…I'm all yours, Luca. Don't you wanna fuck me?”
Something in me snapped and suddenly, I was looking at what I wanted. This gorgeous older woman who would be bent over soon and taking every inch of me like a good fucking slut.
My fingers slid into her hair, gripping it tight enough to make her wince.
I had no intention of going easy on her. Never. I was going to take what I wanted from her and she was going to like every inch of it.
“Get to work then,” I growled. “Suck.”