Chapter 27 STEPSON RUINS MY ASS PART 1
Kinks: taboo, anal, oral sex, blackmail
I couldn't believe my luck when I got home early from college that afternoon. The house was quiet, but as I walked past the master bedroom, I heard muffled voices and heavy breathing. My stepmom, Lisa, was supposed to be alone—Dad was away on a business trip. Curiosity got the better of me, and I cracked the door open just enough to peek inside.
There she was, my stepmom, Lisa with her curvy body sprawled on the bed, her big tits bouncing as some sweaty guy from the neighborhood pounded into her from behind. Her seductive eyes were half-closed in pleasure, her full lips parted in moans.
She had no idea I was watching. I pulled out my phone and hit record, capturing every thrust, every gasp, the way her ass jiggled with each slap of his hips against hers. The video was crystal clear—her cheating face, his grunts, the wet sounds of their fucking. This was gold.
The guy finished quick, pulling out and shooting his load on her back before zipping up and sneaking out the back door. Lisa lay there for a moment, catching her breath, then wiped herself off and slipped into a robe. That's when I stepped in, phone in hand, a smirk on my face.
'Hey, Lisa,' I said, my voice low and cocky. She jumped, her eyes widening in shock as she saw me.
'What the hell are you doing here? And why do you have your phone out?' she stammered, pulling her robe tighter around her curvy frame.
I held up the screen, playing back a snippet of the video. Her moans filled the room again. 'Caught you red-handed, didn't I? Dad's gonna love seeing his wife getting railed by the neighbor.'
Her face drained of color. 'Please, delete that. It was a mistake. Your father can't know.' She stepped closer, her seductive eyes pleading now, vulnerable in a way I'd never seen her before. At 19, with my dark hair messy and my hard body tensed from excitement, I felt a rush of power. I'd always craved this—her body, the taboo of it all. And now, I had her.
'No way,' I said, stepping into her space, my heart pounding with dark thrill. 'Unless you do exactly what I say. Right now.'
She swallowed hard, her hands trembling. 'What do you want? Money? I'll give you anything.'
I grabbed her wrist, pulling her closer. My cock was already hardening in my jeans just thinking about it. 'I want you to suck my dick. Get on your knees and make it good, or this video goes to Dad.'
Her eyes darted to the door, then back to me. Fear mixed with something else—resignation, maybe even a flicker of unwanted heat. She was a cheater, after all; she liked the risk. Slowly, she sank to her knees on the bedroom carpet, her robe slipping open to reveal those heavy breasts I'd jerked off to so many times.
'Good girl,' I muttered, unzipping my jeans and pulling out my thick cock. It sprang free, hard and veined, already leaking pre-cum at the tip. Her breath hitched as she stared at it, her full lips inches away.
'Open up,' I commanded, tangling my fingers in her hair. She hesitated for a second, then parted her lips, her tongue darting out nervously.
I pushed forward, sliding my cock into her warm, wet mouth. Fuck, it felt incredible—the way her lips stretched around me, her tongue pressing against the underside.
She started sucking, tentative at first, her hands on my thighs for balance. But I wasn't having that. 'Deeper,' I growled, thrusting my hips to force more in.
Her eyes watered as I hit the back of her throat, but she didn't pull away. Despite the fear in her gaze, her lips got wetter, slick with saliva as she bobbed her head. I could feel her throat tightening around me, gagging softly, but she kept going, sucking harder like she was trying to please me, to make this end.
'Yeah, just like that,' I groaned, my mind racing with the power of it all. This was my stepmom, the woman who'd teased me with her curves around the house, now choking on my dick because I owned her secret.
Her mouth was so hot, so eager even through her nervousness—slurping sounds filling the room as she deep-throated me, her nose brushing my pubes. I watched her tits sway with each movement, nipples hard against the robe.
She pulled back for air, gasping, strings of spit connecting her lips to my cock. 'Is this enough? Please, delete it now.' Her voice was shaky, but her cheeks were flushed, and I swear I saw her thighs press together.
I laughed, yanking her hair to tilt her head up. 'Not even close. I want your ass now. Bend over the bed.'
Her eyes went wide with panic. 'No, not that. I've never... with anyone else.'
But she knew she had no choice. Tears pricked her eyes as she stood, letting the robe fall to the floor. Her body was stunning—wide hips, round ass, pussy already glistening from the earlier fuck or maybe this. She bent over the edge of the bed, gripping the sheets, her ass presented to me like a gift.
I stepped behind her, spitting on my hand to lube up my cock. No way was I gentle; this was payback, pure dominance. I grabbed her hips, lining up with her tight asshole. 'Relax, or it'll hurt more,' I warned, but I didn't wait. I pushed in hard, the head of my cock breaching her ring. She cried out, her body tensing, but I kept going, inch by inch, feeling her ass clench around me like a vice.
'Fuck, you're tight,' I grunted, bottoming out until my balls slapped against her pussy.
The sensation was intense—hot, gripping, taboo as hell. She whimpered into the mattress, her knuckles white from clutching the sheets. But as I started thrusting, rough and deep, something shifted. Her cries turned to moans, low and involuntary.
I fucked her harder, my hips slamming against her ass with each stroke. The room echoed with the wet smacks, her moans growing louder.
'Oh god,' she gasped, pushing back against me now, submitting fully. Her body betrayed her fear, rocking to meet my thrusts, her pussy dripping down her thighs.