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My name is Ame. I'm twenty-one and going to school to become an RN. I live with my dad, Lewis, and stepmom, Kendra. It has been a rough couple of years for me since my mom died. I'll never forget her, but slowly the pain lessens with each passing day. My dad always tried to protect me from any hurt and felt like he'd be betraying my mom by dating again. I hated to see him unhappy, so I reluctantly encouraged him to go out and find a nice lady to fill the void in his life.
Kendra is a fiery redhead, ten years younger than my dad. At thirty-four, she still possesses a fit, toned body, surely what initially attracted my dad to her. There is something about her, a strong sexual energy which draws people to her. Almost as if under a spell, they are unable to resist her charms.
It was a warm August morning when I woke to the sun beaming through the blinds on my window. Nothing like a good night's sleep to make you feel refreshed and ready for a new day. Too hot for even my silk robe, I descended the stairs in just my mint green bra and panties. Before I made my way to the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee, I decided to open the blinds in the living room to let in the brilliant rays of light.
Looking out the side window to the left of the house, I couldn't help but stare at Mrs. Anderson, who was sunbathing on her expansive front porch, enjoying the last days of summer. Her husband, Philip, was a workaholic, leaving little time for his lonely wife. Poor Mrs. Anderson. What a waste of a truly spectacular body. She's a gorgeous woman in her early thirties, with long dark hair and an hourglass figure. Her 36D breasts were barely concealed by her skimpy, black bikini top as the sun beat down on her, droplets of sweat glistening on her taut skin.
Enthralled by her beauty, I didn't notice that my stepmom had come downstairs and was right behind me, peering over my shoulder to catch a glimpse of what was holding my interest. She inched in closer, the sweet smell of her body lotion wafting through the air.
"Oh, now I see," Kendra chuckled. " You think Mrs. Anderson is hot."
My cheeks turned a bright red. Embarrassment prevented me from looking my stepmom in the eye. No matter. She continued talking, and the more she talked the more flushed I became.
"She does have a killer body and those tits are amazing. But don't be fooled by her nice, wholesome facade, she has a dirty little secret that would blow your mind."
With my curiosity piqued, I turned my head slightly, beginning to speak. Her dark, haunting eyes kept me frozen in place. As I opened my mouth to talk, Kendra placed her hands on my bare stomach, whispering softly in my ear.
"Do you think she is sexier than I am?" Kendra questioned, a devilish grin pulling up the corners of her mouth. "I see the way you look at me. And I must admit, it's flattering to be gazed upon by a lovely, young woman. It's especially sexy when the admiring glances come from my own daughter. Stepdaughter. Do you find me beautiful, Ame?"
I stood there, speechless, as my stepmom waited for a response. My heart beat hard in my chest, a nervousness inhabited my body. Her silky smooth fingers caressed my midsection while the sensation of her warm breath on my neck caused goosebumps to form all over my skin.
My attraction to my stepmom could not be ignored, and it would only be a matter of time 'til she discovered my true feelings. Honestly, I assumed she already knew how I felt, she just wanted to hear the words coming from my own mouth. Her piercing eyes bore into me. She not only wanted my young body, I believe she also yearned to possess my soul. Overwhelmed by her unwavering glare, I relieved myself of a great weight by telling her that I'd always considered her to be extremely beautiful.
"Thank you, Ame. That is so sweet, honey. You are absolutely ravishing, my magnificent angel."
She nuzzled my neck. Her soft lips pressed against the supple flesh. My mind screamed, 'No!', but my body gave a different answer. Kendra licked her way up my neck, playfully nibbling my earlobe before filling my head with her seductive words.
"We could have so much fun together. My whole body is aching for you. Tell me you don't want me, and I'll stop."
My silence was as good as an emphatic yes. Her milky-white skin, clad in a sheer pink bra and pantie set, looked so inviting. An exhilarating tingle flowed through me when my stepmom kissed me on the lips. She ran a hand over the front of my lacy bra, pulling it aside to cup my left breast in her palm. A gasp escaped my lips when she pinched the hard nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Kendra played with my breasts, not caring who might be looking in through the partially-open blinds.
"It's so exciting to think people may be watching us. Trying to get a peek at an illicit act between two women. Maybe something they've always dreamed about, but never thought they would see. Needing to touch themselves because of a burning desire building inside, a voyeuristic obsession so strong they can't look away."
A wicked smile appeared on my stepmom's face, one filled with lust and arousal. An excitement permeated the room. A long-repressed exhibitionist fighting to break free. Could I actually go through with this?
"So many possible voyeurs getting turned on by our naughty display, just waiting to see what comes next. Maybe it's the eighteen-year-old who lives across the street, peering through a pair of binoculars. His pants around his ankles, stroking his cock slowly, desperately trying to delay gratification so he won't miss a second of our erotic show. Wonder if he knows that his stepmom is watching us, too?"
Kendra kissed me again, her tongue searching for mine. Her soft touch sent shivers through my entire body. The thought of being spied on thrilled me more than I had expected. I looked out the window, secretly hoping to meet someone's gaze.
Kendra caressed my breasts from behind, her eyes staring off into the distance. Although neither of us saw anyone watching, my stepmom assured me that we had a captive audience.
"Could be the 'happily married' man next door. The one with the attractive nineteen-year-old daughter. He might consider you a perfect surrogate for his young, voluptuous Holly. You could fulfill all those naughty daddy/daughter fantasies which he can't seem to get out of his mind."
She turned me around and sensually kissed me on the mouth. My body tensed; I wanted to give in, but fought hard to control myself. Once I surrendered to my stepmom, I knew it would change our lives forever. Kendra teased my hard nipple with the tip of her tongue, then raked her teeth across the protruding nub. A delighted sigh was released from my open mouth, while she sucked on both nipples in turn. With my flesh on fire, I could feel my pussy begin to moisten.
"And last, but not least, Mrs. Anderson, the seemingly good wife. Oh, if you only knew. She's been such a bad girl, Ame. A married woman who broke her vows in the most decadent and slutty way possible."
Kendra could see in my eyes that she had my full attention. I so wanted to hear her tale about our next door neighbor. All sorts of sexual acts ran through my mind. The more I pictured Mrs. Anderson in these compromising positions, the hotter I became. The juices were dripping from my overheated slit. My clit throbbed for affection.
"I'll tell you her naughty secret. I noticed how my words are getting you extremely worked up. You won't believe me when I tell you about the night that sweet Mrs. Anderson turned into a total fucking slut."
Her teasing threatened to push me over the edge. I wanted to touch myself. Relieve the tension building inside of me. I think she was lying about Mrs. Anderson just to get me hot and bothered. Would the lovely woman I'd known these past few years really cheat on her husband?
"Our horny neighbors aren't the only ones who like to watch," Kendra said with a devious grin. "I'm home by myself most of the day and need something exciting to help pass the time. I've been keeping a close eye on the comings and goings of the people on our street."
"The three houses that have provided me with the greatest and naughtiest entertainment are: first, the Tavellas. The beautiful, mature blonde and her eighteen-year old stepson have a fascinating relationship. Since the divorce from his father, and with the help of her neighbor, Lisa, Julia has doted on Kevin for everything. And I do mean everything."
I couldn't believe what she was saying. Were Julia and her stepson more than just mother and son? Was it actually possible that they were lovers, as well? And what did Lisa have to do with their unusual family dynamic?
"Second, Mr. Winslow and his daughter, Holly. He looks at her so lasciviously. His stares are very sexual in nature. Every time his wife leaves them alone I'm waiting for something lewd to happen. I'm still waiting. Maybe, the pervert wants to get his wife involved, as well."
This seemed so wrong, any way you looked at it. But for some reason, I found myself quite turned on by the kinky images that filled my head. Next would be Mrs. Anderson. Or so I hoped. What could be the dirty secret that Kendra would soon be revealing?
"And lastly, Mrs. Anderson. I know you've been dying to hear this filthy story," Kendra said, massaging my perfect, soft breasts. "Let's sit on the couch and relax, and I'll tell you all about that sinful night."
She took me by the hand, leading me to the long, plush sofa. I found myself taking a peek at her heart-shaped backside. No denying, she had an incredibly fit body. Kendra kissed me lightly on the lips, caressing my heaving breasts as we enjoyed our sensual lip-lock. Her lips were so soft and delicate. Although I didn't want to, I became increasingly turned on the longer we kissed.
"I'm going to tell you Mrs. Anderson's story now. Lay back and feel free to masturbate if the mood strikes you. Two weeks ago, I was looking out the window, marveling at the star-filled sky. Mrs. Anderson pulled into her driveway around eleven p.m., followed closely by a black SUV. She got out of her car, while three young men exited the SUV. They stared lustfully at Mrs. Anderson, who was clad in a short, pink skirt and blue halter top. One of the boys raced up beside her, taking her by the arm and escorting her up to the front door."
My stepmom's permission aside, I didn't touch myself while her words swam around in my head, but I couldn't be sure how much more of this I could listen to before I let my desires win. She definitely felt aroused by her recollection. Kendra circled two fingers over her shaven pussy lips, which glistened with her juices. I'd never seen a woman play with herself before. Her brazen display was so sexy and erotic.
"You like watching mommy touch her pussy? Come closer and get a better look. This story gets even hotter and raunchier. I'll continue, as long as my sweet baby agrees to lick my hot pussy."
In that moment, I realized it was all a ploy to get me to have sex with her. There were no peeping neighbors. Mrs. Anderson didn't cheat on her husband. Kendra had made up every word. But her details were so vivid. Could it all be true? I became so confused. One thing I did know for sure; I loved looking at my stepmom playing with her wet pussy. That could not be questioned.
"What's wrong, baby? Do you not want to taste your stepmom's sweet honey? Put your tongue on my hard clit, so I can finish her sordid tale. That's a good girl."
I shocked myself with how boldly I licked her beautifully hard clit. As I mentioned before, a fierce sexual aura surrounded Kendra, bringing out the hidden desires of those around her. Damn, she tasted delicious. Sweet, and so fucking wet. I needed to keep my focus on the story while also giving proper attention to my stepmom's dripping pussy.
"Ohhh, yes! Um... where was... I aga... oh, right. They entered Mrs. Anderson's home. She found the light switch and brightened the room, giving me a clearer view of the foursome. The handsome, dark-haired one wrapped his arms around her and... Uh... Fuck, don't stop! Keep sucking my clit! Don't you dare fucking stop!"
Although it was a turn-on to hear her desperate pleas, she did not need to beg me. No way would I pull my face away, not until she came so hard and loud the neighbors would hear her. I had forgotten all about the neighbors. I wondered if any of them were spying on our dirty little show. Kendra would kill me if I stopped to look outside to check.
"Mrs. Anderson and the young man... Mmmm... kissed... pa... passionately. Yes! Right there. Before all four went upstairs. I bet she fucked them on her marital bed. What a slut. That feels so good, baby. Make mommy cum."
She squirmed on the sofa, her moans growing louder. With each flick of my tongue, her clit got harder, her pussy wetter. Kendra always referred to our next door neighbor as Mrs. Anderson, never Ava. I guess she wanted to keep reminding me that Mrs. Anderson was a married woman. A cheating wife who desecrated her vows by sleeping with not one, but three young men.
"All three were students in her husband's English Lit. class, but before I got to see any more, your dad walked in on me as I tried to catch a glimpse of them from our bedroom. I was so damn horny that I threw your daddy down on the bed and fucked the shit out of him."
This was the last thing I wanted to hear. One way to stop her from continuing; lick and finger her pussy till she explodes, screaming her head off from a powerful orgasm.
"That's it, Ame. Finger-fuck me. I want to cum so bad. Ooohhh, fuck... I... I'm gonna cum!"
Her whole body shook, spasms of pure ecstasy pulsing through her. Warm, delicious liquid coated my tongue with its sweetness. Kendra's face contorted into a mask of delight and gratification. Kissing my way up her statuesque form, I stopped to suck on her hard, pink nipples before our lips met in a passionate kiss. She greedily licked as much of her own juice from my tongue as she could get.
"That was amazing, baby. Did you like the taste of mommy's pussy? Now, it's my turn to eat you. Hope you are ready for me. I'm going to make you feel incredible."
My heart pounded as she kissed her way slowly down my body. Each kiss brought a thrilling sensation. Playfully, Kendra bit my nipples, before running her wet tongue over my stomach. By this point, my clit craved her sensuous licks. She noticed the look of desperation on my face.
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Kendra is a fiery redhead, ten years younger than my dad. At thirty-four, she still possesses a fit, toned body, surely what initially attracted my dad to her. There is something about her, a strong sexual energy which draws people to her. Almost as if under a spell, they are unable to resist her charms.
It was a warm August morning when I woke to the sun beaming through the blinds on my window. Nothing like a good night's sleep to make you feel refreshed and ready for a new day. Too hot for even my silk robe, I descended the stairs in just my mint green bra and panties. Before I made my way to the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee, I decided to open the blinds in the living room to let in the brilliant rays of light.
Looking out the side window to the left of the house, I couldn't help but stare at Mrs. Anderson, who was sunbathing on her expansive front porch, enjoying the last days of summer. Her husband, Philip, was a workaholic, leaving little time for his lonely wife. Poor Mrs. Anderson. What a waste of a truly spectacular body. She's a gorgeous woman in her early thirties, with long dark hair and an hourglass figure. Her 36D breasts were barely concealed by her skimpy, black bikini top as the sun beat down on her, droplets of sweat glistening on her taut skin.
Enthralled by her beauty, I didn't notice that my stepmom had come downstairs and was right behind me, peering over my shoulder to catch a glimpse of what was holding my interest. She inched in closer, the sweet smell of her body lotion wafting through the air.
"Oh, now I see," Kendra chuckled. " You think Mrs. Anderson is hot."
My cheeks turned a bright red. Embarrassment prevented me from looking my stepmom in the eye. No matter. She continued talking, and the more she talked the more flushed I became.
"She does have a killer body and those tits are amazing. But don't be fooled by her nice, wholesome facade, she has a dirty little secret that would blow your mind."
With my curiosity piqued, I turned my head slightly, beginning to speak. Her dark, haunting eyes kept me frozen in place. As I opened my mouth to talk, Kendra placed her hands on my bare stomach, whispering softly in my ear.
"Do you think she is sexier than I am?" Kendra questioned, a devilish grin pulling up the corners of her mouth. "I see the way you look at me. And I must admit, it's flattering to be gazed upon by a lovely, young woman. It's especially sexy when the admiring glances come from my own daughter. Stepdaughter. Do you find me beautiful, Ame?"
I stood there, speechless, as my stepmom waited for a response. My heart beat hard in my chest, a nervousness inhabited my body. Her silky smooth fingers caressed my midsection while the sensation of her warm breath on my neck caused goosebumps to form all over my skin.
My attraction to my stepmom could not be ignored, and it would only be a matter of time 'til she discovered my true feelings. Honestly, I assumed she already knew how I felt, she just wanted to hear the words coming from my own mouth. Her piercing eyes bore into me. She not only wanted my young body, I believe she also yearned to possess my soul. Overwhelmed by her unwavering glare, I relieved myself of a great weight by telling her that I'd always considered her to be extremely beautiful.
"Thank you, Ame. That is so sweet, honey. You are absolutely ravishing, my magnificent angel."
She nuzzled my neck. Her soft lips pressed against the supple flesh. My mind screamed, 'No!', but my body gave a different answer. Kendra licked her way up my neck, playfully nibbling my earlobe before filling my head with her seductive words.
"We could have so much fun together. My whole body is aching for you. Tell me you don't want me, and I'll stop."
My silence was as good as an emphatic yes. Her milky-white skin, clad in a sheer pink bra and pantie set, looked so inviting. An exhilarating tingle flowed through me when my stepmom kissed me on the lips. She ran a hand over the front of my lacy bra, pulling it aside to cup my left breast in her palm. A gasp escaped my lips when she pinched the hard nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Kendra played with my breasts, not caring who might be looking in through the partially-open blinds.
"It's so exciting to think people may be watching us. Trying to get a peek at an illicit act between two women. Maybe something they've always dreamed about, but never thought they would see. Needing to touch themselves because of a burning desire building inside, a voyeuristic obsession so strong they can't look away."
A wicked smile appeared on my stepmom's face, one filled with lust and arousal. An excitement permeated the room. A long-repressed exhibitionist fighting to break free. Could I actually go through with this?
"So many possible voyeurs getting turned on by our naughty display, just waiting to see what comes next. Maybe it's the eighteen-year-old who lives across the street, peering through a pair of binoculars. His pants around his ankles, stroking his cock slowly, desperately trying to delay gratification so he won't miss a second of our erotic show. Wonder if he knows that his stepmom is watching us, too?"
Kendra kissed me again, her tongue searching for mine. Her soft touch sent shivers through my entire body. The thought of being spied on thrilled me more than I had expected. I looked out the window, secretly hoping to meet someone's gaze.
Kendra caressed my breasts from behind, her eyes staring off into the distance. Although neither of us saw anyone watching, my stepmom assured me that we had a captive audience.
"Could be the 'happily married' man next door. The one with the attractive nineteen-year-old daughter. He might consider you a perfect surrogate for his young, voluptuous Holly. You could fulfill all those naughty daddy/daughter fantasies which he can't seem to get out of his mind."
She turned me around and sensually kissed me on the mouth. My body tensed; I wanted to give in, but fought hard to control myself. Once I surrendered to my stepmom, I knew it would change our lives forever. Kendra teased my hard nipple with the tip of her tongue, then raked her teeth across the protruding nub. A delighted sigh was released from my open mouth, while she sucked on both nipples in turn. With my flesh on fire, I could feel my pussy begin to moisten.
"And last, but not least, Mrs. Anderson, the seemingly good wife. Oh, if you only knew. She's been such a bad girl, Ame. A married woman who broke her vows in the most decadent and slutty way possible."
Kendra could see in my eyes that she had my full attention. I so wanted to hear her tale about our next door neighbor. All sorts of sexual acts ran through my mind. The more I pictured Mrs. Anderson in these compromising positions, the hotter I became. The juices were dripping from my overheated slit. My clit throbbed for affection.
"I'll tell you her naughty secret. I noticed how my words are getting you extremely worked up. You won't believe me when I tell you about the night that sweet Mrs. Anderson turned into a total fucking slut."
Her teasing threatened to push me over the edge. I wanted to touch myself. Relieve the tension building inside of me. I think she was lying about Mrs. Anderson just to get me hot and bothered. Would the lovely woman I'd known these past few years really cheat on her husband?
"Our horny neighbors aren't the only ones who like to watch," Kendra said with a devious grin. "I'm home by myself most of the day and need something exciting to help pass the time. I've been keeping a close eye on the comings and goings of the people on our street."
"The three houses that have provided me with the greatest and naughtiest entertainment are: first, the Tavellas. The beautiful, mature blonde and her eighteen-year old stepson have a fascinating relationship. Since the divorce from his father, and with the help of her neighbor, Lisa, Julia has doted on Kevin for everything. And I do mean everything."
I couldn't believe what she was saying. Were Julia and her stepson more than just mother and son? Was it actually possible that they were lovers, as well? And what did Lisa have to do with their unusual family dynamic?
"Second, Mr. Winslow and his daughter, Holly. He looks at her so lasciviously. His stares are very sexual in nature. Every time his wife leaves them alone I'm waiting for something lewd to happen. I'm still waiting. Maybe, the pervert wants to get his wife involved, as well."
This seemed so wrong, any way you looked at it. But for some reason, I found myself quite turned on by the kinky images that filled my head. Next would be Mrs. Anderson. Or so I hoped. What could be the dirty secret that Kendra would soon be revealing?
"And lastly, Mrs. Anderson. I know you've been dying to hear this filthy story," Kendra said, massaging my perfect, soft breasts. "Let's sit on the couch and relax, and I'll tell you all about that sinful night."
She took me by the hand, leading me to the long, plush sofa. I found myself taking a peek at her heart-shaped backside. No denying, she had an incredibly fit body. Kendra kissed me lightly on the lips, caressing my heaving breasts as we enjoyed our sensual lip-lock. Her lips were so soft and delicate. Although I didn't want to, I became increasingly turned on the longer we kissed.
"I'm going to tell you Mrs. Anderson's story now. Lay back and feel free to masturbate if the mood strikes you. Two weeks ago, I was looking out the window, marveling at the star-filled sky. Mrs. Anderson pulled into her driveway around eleven p.m., followed closely by a black SUV. She got out of her car, while three young men exited the SUV. They stared lustfully at Mrs. Anderson, who was clad in a short, pink skirt and blue halter top. One of the boys raced up beside her, taking her by the arm and escorting her up to the front door."
My stepmom's permission aside, I didn't touch myself while her words swam around in my head, but I couldn't be sure how much more of this I could listen to before I let my desires win. She definitely felt aroused by her recollection. Kendra circled two fingers over her shaven pussy lips, which glistened with her juices. I'd never seen a woman play with herself before. Her brazen display was so sexy and erotic.
"You like watching mommy touch her pussy? Come closer and get a better look. This story gets even hotter and raunchier. I'll continue, as long as my sweet baby agrees to lick my hot pussy."
In that moment, I realized it was all a ploy to get me to have sex with her. There were no peeping neighbors. Mrs. Anderson didn't cheat on her husband. Kendra had made up every word. But her details were so vivid. Could it all be true? I became so confused. One thing I did know for sure; I loved looking at my stepmom playing with her wet pussy. That could not be questioned.
"What's wrong, baby? Do you not want to taste your stepmom's sweet honey? Put your tongue on my hard clit, so I can finish her sordid tale. That's a good girl."
I shocked myself with how boldly I licked her beautifully hard clit. As I mentioned before, a fierce sexual aura surrounded Kendra, bringing out the hidden desires of those around her. Damn, she tasted delicious. Sweet, and so fucking wet. I needed to keep my focus on the story while also giving proper attention to my stepmom's dripping pussy.
"Ohhh, yes! Um... where was... I aga... oh, right. They entered Mrs. Anderson's home. She found the light switch and brightened the room, giving me a clearer view of the foursome. The handsome, dark-haired one wrapped his arms around her and... Uh... Fuck, don't stop! Keep sucking my clit! Don't you dare fucking stop!"
Although it was a turn-on to hear her desperate pleas, she did not need to beg me. No way would I pull my face away, not until she came so hard and loud the neighbors would hear her. I had forgotten all about the neighbors. I wondered if any of them were spying on our dirty little show. Kendra would kill me if I stopped to look outside to check.
"Mrs. Anderson and the young man... Mmmm... kissed... pa... passionately. Yes! Right there. Before all four went upstairs. I bet she fucked them on her marital bed. What a slut. That feels so good, baby. Make mommy cum."
She squirmed on the sofa, her moans growing louder. With each flick of my tongue, her clit got harder, her pussy wetter. Kendra always referred to our next door neighbor as Mrs. Anderson, never Ava. I guess she wanted to keep reminding me that Mrs. Anderson was a married woman. A cheating wife who desecrated her vows by sleeping with not one, but three young men.
"All three were students in her husband's English Lit. class, but before I got to see any more, your dad walked in on me as I tried to catch a glimpse of them from our bedroom. I was so damn horny that I threw your daddy down on the bed and fucked the shit out of him."
This was the last thing I wanted to hear. One way to stop her from continuing; lick and finger her pussy till she explodes, screaming her head off from a powerful orgasm.
"That's it, Ame. Finger-fuck me. I want to cum so bad. Ooohhh, fuck... I... I'm gonna cum!"
Her whole body shook, spasms of pure ecstasy pulsing through her. Warm, delicious liquid coated my tongue with its sweetness. Kendra's face contorted into a mask of delight and gratification. Kissing my way up her statuesque form, I stopped to suck on her hard, pink nipples before our lips met in a passionate kiss. She greedily licked as much of her own juice from my tongue as she could get.
"That was amazing, baby. Did you like the taste of mommy's pussy? Now, it's my turn to eat you. Hope you are ready for me. I'm going to make you feel incredible."
My heart pounded as she kissed her way slowly down my body. Each kiss brought a thrilling sensation. Playfully, Kendra bit my nipples, before running her wet tongue over my stomach. By this point, my clit craved her sensuous licks. She noticed the look of desperation on my face.
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