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"Okay, I'm here," he said, coming into my room. "So, what was so important?"

"Brendan shut the door," I ordered him, walking towards him.

He shut it and turned to me. "What is it?"

I took a deep breath and clenched my fists. "First-"

"No, fuck first, Ralph, just spit it out. I don't know what it is, but I want to hear it now because you're about to make me scream if you don't tell me now."

I took another deep breath and vibrated nonstop. "I fucked my step-mom," I muttered.

"What?" he asked, backing away. "No, you didn't, you're full of shit."

"No, it happened, dude, I swear."

"Prove it, let's go ask her, I just saw her going into the bathroom with a towel. When she gets out, she'll tell me you're lying, and then I can rub it in your face, fair enough?" he asked, leaning towards the door.

"Oh, fuck you, man. It happened, and my step-mom caught me masturbating thinking about her, even though it was bizarre. She knew I wanted her, so she just said, 'If you want to fuck me, then I think you should fuck me. Then we had sex in here; I got to stick my cock inside her pussy."

"Bullshit, Ralph," he called, waving me off. "I don't see that happening; she wouldn't cheat on your dad, and with you of all people."

"No, it's the perfect cheat, really. Even if my dad did think she cheated, how the hell could he possibly suspect me? Dude, you're missing the point, I had sex with her. Stop speculating on how it didn't happen, and just accept it."

"I'm not interested in just taking your word. Maybe if it was with someone I never met, or just some chick from school, but your step-mom? Sorry, but I don't buy it. If you're so sure I'll be defeated when I get proof, give it to me."

"I can't, Brendon, it's not like you can see the juice off my dick, so how else am I supposed to prove it? I wasn't even supposed to tell you about it; she doesn't want anyone to know. She'd deny it right away, and get pissed off at me for telling you."

"Even if that's true, what did you tell me for, Ralph, to brag? When did this even supposedly happen?"  

"Last night, man. I'm not lying about this."

"Then congrats, then, what does she look like naked?"

"Hey, that's my step-mom, bastard," I attacked him, swatting his arm.

"Dude, you've been bragging about screwing her."

"Fine, she has a dazzling body."

"Come on, give me some details, how are her breasts, and does she have a bush?"

"What, have you thought about this before, man?"

"Maybe once or twice, but come on, spill it."

I took a deep breath and stepped back. "Her boobs are perfect, they don't sag, and are flawlessly sized with pink nipples too. Yes, she has a bush, are you happy?"

"Oh," he moaned, covering his mouth while grinning. "I'm not agreeing that you're telling the truth, but that's hot. How about we go see your step-mom and hide in Lyra's closet before she comes into her bedroom."

"Fuck no, Brendan. I didn't even know you had a thing for her, but we're not spying on her like perverted jackasses, that's messed up."

"And helping her commit adultery isn't? Dude, either we're going into that room and sneaking into her closet right now, or I'm leaving."

I took in yet another deep breath and felt my entire body clench up like I was getting wrapped into a pretzel. I knew I'd never convince him otherwise, but after that previous night, I couldn't turn down the chance to see Lyra's rocking body again.

"If you let her find out about this, I'm going to rip you apart, limb by limb; you got that?"

"Yes, let's go."

I started strolling to her room with both reluctance and desire, and I clearly knew what won when we both walked into her bedroom. He went right to the closet and opened the door. We got in there quietly and didn't say a word until he shut the door.

"Seriously, dude," he whispered, peeking at me. "How hot is she?"

I sighed. "Smoking hot, Brendan, now shut up."

"Dude, don't get uptight, you got to have sex with her, remember?"

"Whatever," I mumbled before I looked out the small openings in the door.

I hated him, but still needed to let him see her just to satisfy him somewhat. I surely knew I couldn't prove it without having her spill the beans, so he got a free pass on this odd adventure.

"Oh, I hear footsteps," he murmured.

A few seconds later, we saw her walk in there. Brendan gently hit my arm, and I looked at him. He just cheesed at me and even moved around a bit. I wanted to tell him to cut the shit, but I couldn't because I didn't want her to hear us.

We viewed her again, and he began tapping his legs. "The robe is coming off now," he whispered before a gap. "Holy sheep shit, Ralph, you lucked out if you really did fuck her."

"Shut the hell up, Brendan."

I wanted to be disgusted with him, but as I got my chance to see her again, my eyes widened, and I had to shut myself up as well. I did my best to keep a lid on myself, but all bets were off with Brendan.

'Yes, those tits are superb in every sense of the word, Lyra. Holy shit, you're even more stunning this time,' I thought before, casually bringing my right hand to my crotch. 'Yes, just go through your panties, step-mommy, and stay naked. Shit, I'm horny as fuck now. I hate and love you, Brendan,'

His eyes stayed on her, so he didn't notice, but I kept my hand still not to draw attention. I rubbed it ever so slowly as I just eyeballed Lyra's tits. I knew I loved her and would never objectify her as a sexual object, but I still couldn't resist eye-fucking her.

Brendan made it happen, and then I took it upon myself to let the virus Lyra gave me take over at that moment. Although I still didn't have it get me into trouble, I stayed silent and didn't please myself in the way I wanted.

"Oh, she's turning around now, and yes, she does have that bush," he moaned.

"I know, but shut up."

I bit down on my bottom lip and hoped he'd stay quiet. Although, she unknowingly made both of us unhinged. I wasn't sure what she was doing exactly, but she stood roughly six feet in front of the closet and let us see the entire front half of her nude figure.

"Oh, yes, your step-mom is wicked hot, man. John Wick is the ultimate badass, and she is the equivalent SMILF. Wow, and you got to have sex with her?" he mumbled.

"Yes, now zip your lip."

"Screw you, Ralph."

I couldn't deck him, but I did flip him off, though. We both ogled Lrya yet again as she grabbed her phone and remained naked for our viewing pleasure. I had no idea how long she'd be in there or if she'd come looking for us, but I couldn't worry about it right then.

I just knew I had the sight of the sexist woman and reveled in it like the eye candy she clearly was to me. She was that drug, so to speak and got me high as a kite with her beauty. Nothing and no one could make me stop watching her, especially when being accepted by my horny friend.

Although, I saw something else in the corner of my eye. "Dude, what the hell? I don't want to see your dick, Brendan," I objected, backing away.

"Shut up, your step-mom is naked out there," he whined, stroking his rod.

"Hey, is someone there in the closet?" we heard her ask.

"Damn it, you jackass," I branded him, pushing him before the closet door opened.

"What the hell, Ralph?" she griped, putting her hand up. "Why the hell are you two hiding in the closet, and why does he have his wood out too?"

"You fucking idiot, Brendan," I attacked him, pushing him. "Put that away."

"Did you tell him about us, Ralph?" she questioned, yanking both of us out of there. "Please tell me you didn't tell him. The last thing either of us needs is this getting out. Why the hell did you tell him, Ralph?"

"Shit, I'm sorry, Lyra, please, forgive me," I pleaded, coming to her. "I just couldn't hide it from everyone; I needed to at least tell this dumbass. Then he said he saw you earlier, and his horny self made him want to spy on you. Then, I couldn't stop myself either. You're breathtaking, and when push came to shove, I couldn't resist seeing your dazzling body again. Even just when you're in your robe, you're still pretty."

"Well, thank you for that," she said, crossing her arms and backing up. "This was still not alright though, Ralph," she mentioned before turning her head. "You're not going to fucking tell anyone about this, right, Brendan?"

"Yes, I promise, Lyra, and you're absolutely graceful. If you were my step-mom, I'd surely want to have sex with you. I'm super jealous of him right now, and I'm sorry I started jacking it, but you've seen yourself naked."

"Yes, you seem more than gitty, Brendan. Do you have a step-mom?"

"I do, but she's not as stunning as you."

"Do you love her?"

"Yes, why?"

"I'm just curious," she replied, closing the gap. "So, did I live up to your expectations?"

"Yes, and then some, Lyra."

I looked at her for a moment as neither of them spoke a word. "Lyra, what are you doing, you're pulling your robe a bit, and showing your crack."

"I know, but I'm flattered by your friend here, Ralph. Obviously, you're not the only young man around here that likes what he sees. Would you like to see me up close, Brendan?"

He couldn't answer right away, his eyes were glued to her crack, but she even made it slightly bigger. I couldn't help, but clench my fists and bite down on my bottom lip, too, as drops of sweat formed all over my body.

She didn't take her robe off completely, but seemed to be teasing him quite a bit. I didn't like it, and I knew she knew. I wasn't sure what she expected me to do, though, but for the time being, it seemed like we were playing chicken to see who would crack first.

Then she gently took his hands and brought them to her robe. "Would you like to take this off me, Brendan?"

"What, no way, Lyra," I protested, shoving him out of the way. "Why should he get to see you up close, I'm the one that had sex with you before, not him. I know what it's like to kiss you and hold you, why the hell should he get to see you like this after he decided to spy on you? Maybe I came in here too, but he doesn't deserve to see you."

"And you do, Ralph. Is that what it all comes back to, you want to have sex with me again? I told you it might happen again, but now you're getting pushy. That's not very flattering."

"I'm sorry, Lyra, you're right," I added, before pecking her cheek. "You deserve better, so everyone can just pretend like this never happened, okay?" I asked before I went back to Brendan. "Come on, you horndog," I rebranded him, tugging him towards the door.

"Wait a minute."

I stopped and looked at her. "Yes?"

"Come here, Ralph."

I bit down on the bottom lip again and casually made me way back to her. I didn't know what to expect, but of course, Brendan booked himself a front-row seat.

She leaned to me and kissed me. "I love you, Ralph."

"I love you too, Lyra."

"So, you loved having sex with me so much, you couldn't resist, but to tell Brendan?"

"I guess, I'm sorry, please don't hate me. As I said, you're dashing, and I couldn't fight the urge after Brenden took off here."

"All because of this body?" she pondered, taking off her robe.

My eyes widened, and I couldn't fight the temptation to scan her figure over a few times. She placed her hands on her hips, and my crotch inevitably became rather tight too. I wasn't sure what to think of her actions, but I reveled in the sight before me.

"I got to be honest with you, I did enjoy our time together, and I do want it to happen again. I'm not going to bite your head off about telling Brendan here, but it's still not cool. You better not let it slip to anyone else, got it?" she asked before snatching my hands.

"Yes, Lyra."

"Good," she added, setting them on her melons. "I do love being appreciated, rather than just fucked for five minutes and not having much of anything getting said to me. You surely proved that you relished our time together, unlike your father. So, if anyone is a horndog here, it's you," she mentioned before letting her hands down to my crotch.

"Whoa, you're about to take his cock out, are you, Lyra?"

"Feel free to leave if you're grossed out, Brendan, but if you tell anyone about this, consider yourself BFFless, got it?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, Lyra."

"It's alright, dude," she spoke, prior to coming towards him.

She stopped in front of him. "I'm dead serious; you'll lose him forever."

"I got it."

She nodded and brought her hands towards his crotch.

"Lyra, what are you doing now?" I whined.

"You want to fuck me again, don't you, Ralph?"

"Yes, but..."

"But nothing, your BFF here is still a hot to trot man wanting to jack off. He never graced my dresses with his white stuff, did you Brendan?" she pondered, peeking at him before she undid his pants.

"No, Lyra, do I get to fuck you now?"

"I'm afraid not, but I'll do this for you," she answered, taking his member out and stroking it.

"Holy shit, you have soft hands."

"Thank you," she said before smooching his cheek. "Feel free to masturbate," she offered before turning back to me. "If you want to fuck me again, Ralph, you're going to do it right in front of your best friend. If that's a dealbreaker, though, I'm afraid to show you the door," she mentioned, undoing my pants. "You could've just waited until I was ready, my friend, but you let this hard friend lead you," she accused me, taking my junk in her hand. "That's not cool, but I'll forgive you because I love you, stud. I'm stroking your dick now, but that's not stopping Brendan from jacking off, though. So, I must be a real work of art then, is that true?"

"Yes, may I feel your jugs again?"

"Yes."

I placed them back on those bundles of joy as she rubbed my rod ever so slowly. I kept my eyes on her and attacked her with my breath. I surely didn't know if I truly get to have sex with her again, whether or not Brendan was in the room with us.

"You're vibrating now, Ralph, am I working on you to make you cum?"

"Maybe."

"Have you ever masturbated in front of Brendan?"

"No, that's weird."

"So, if I make you shoot my melons now, are you not going to want to fuck me in front of him?"

"No, you're too intoxicating to turn down, Lyra."

"Really, even if I asked you to share me with him?"

"What, you want to have a threesome?"

"Maybe, but would that be a dealbreaker?"

I looked at him for a few seconds.

"Your dick is going slightly soft now, Ralph."

"I'd do it for you, Lyra," I addressed her, looking at her.

"That's good, but I'm not asking you to do it, but I believe you, Ralph. You love me too much, don't you?"

I nodded, and she kissed me. She parted her lips after a few seconds and smiled at me. I didn't speak, but neither did she.

"Oh, some hot step-mother/son love is hot, but I'm not looking at his schlong though."

"Good, Brendan, you like that kind of porn?"

"Yes, I do."

"I know you didn't get to feel my lips on your cock, Ralph, would you like to feel them down on it now?" she asked before a gap. "Oh, your mouth is wide open now, you must love the idea," she brought up, continuing to stroke my dick.

I had to angle my head back and wiggle a bit as she made me feel so much better with each passing second. Again, I couldn't be entirely sure what her motives were, but I didn't care. I focused on her and not my dad or Brendan.

"Oh, Lyra," I moaned, covering my face.

"You're giving your step-mommy your cum again?" she giggled.

I couldn't answer with words, but with my seed, which erupted. I moaned more and more and twitched too, which made it probably the hottest orgasm I had ever experienced until then. I felt the biggest thrill surging throughout my body then, but Lrya seemed to want more as she pecked my cheeks and neck.

"You're amazing, Lyra," I praised her, peeking at her.

"You must love your step-mommy, that's no crime, but this might be," she added, dropping to her knees. "I hope you saved some seed because I want more," she made clear before taking my schlong into her mouth.

"Oh, you lucky son of a bitch, I hate you so much right now," Brendan moaned.

"You might be my best friend, but shut the fuck up, Brendan," I whined, placing my hands on her head. "Holy shit, step-mommy, you're awesome in every sense of the word. Fuck me; you have the mushiest lips I could ever imagine. Yes, that does feel good. I know you didn't ask me, but you were wondering it, weren't you?"

She gently let it out. "Yes, but you need to shut up too. Maybe I let it go the first time, but not this time, though," she made clear before reinserting it.

"Oh, I understand, step-mommy. I just love you."

"She loves you too, you fucker. Damn, you suck, Ralph."

She giggled and let my wood out again. "No, that's me, Brendan, now shut it and when you need to shoot, get it in the trash basket there. If any of your seed gets into the carpet, I'll fuck you up, got it?"

"Fuck me, you're smoking hot, Lyra. You're the perfect SMILF, I swear."

"Charming me won't make you special; you still have to follow the rules, got it?"

"I'm sorry, Lyra."

"I'm gonna fuck my step-son in peace," she made clear before taking my pecker back into her mouth yet again.

"Yes, what she said," I moaned, plopping my hands on her head again. "One more thing, step-mommy, I love you."

She nodded and began thrusting her lips ever so slowly. I kept my eyes on her, but of course, we heard Brendan moan. I couldn't care less where he shot his load, as long as I didn't see it. I just focused on my step-mommy as she blew me like the perfect SMILF she was.

I caressed her head ever so slowly, and even let her hair go through my fingers too. I fought like hell even just in the first couple of minutes not to cum, also after I let out a tasty load a few minutes ago.

With every passing thrust, I felt tensions going throughout my body as if she was injecting drugs into me. I knew it wasn't that cut and dry, but I rested assured I'd get to fuck her again with Brendan there.

'I can't be positive, but I just know I'll get you alone again at some point. I don't know when, but I just know it. How can we pass up such great sex like this, my step-mom did even say Lrya had thought about it after we had sex before, she must think so, too. You're the sexiest SMILF there is, and now you're sucking my cock, step-mommy. I love you for that, so you'll have to return the love and let me get with you again. Maybe we'll be having an affair, but you're worth it. You're dynamite of a woman, and my dad doesn't deserve you if he turns his back for one minute. A woman like you should be cherished 24/7, with no exceptions. I feel my dick getting harder and harder with every thrust, and I want to cum all over your tits. I'm sure Brendan won't like seeing it, but fuck him. Hold my pecker tight with both of those hands and suck it as hard as you can, Lyra.'

After a couple of minutes, I angled my head back and let it roam around a bit. I also masturbated numerous times, so I was somewhat short on cum, but yet, with her magical lips, she made me go through hell and high water to make sure I didn't cum too soon.

I wanted the pleasure to go on forever, but I settled for as long as I could endure for the time being. Her lips felt wonderful going toward the base, but on the way back, it nearly felt like she bit down on it from the sinful pleasure I got.

After taking about three-hundred or so in a row, she let it out. "Are you being stubborn, Ralph? I thought for sure you'd give me your seed already," she pointed out, rising with me.

"I've masturbated several times in the past day, step-mommy."

"Oh, really, were you thinking about having sex with me?"

"Yes."

"If I have sex with you again, I'll be officially having an affair, is that okay?"

"Yes, and no, I guess, but it doesn't make me hate you or love you any less."

"Good answer, now be a good young man and give your step-mommy your seed when your best friend is watching," she told me before dropping to her knees.

She took it back into her mouth again and sucked it hard right away. I placed both hands on my face, surely prepped myself for the last minute before I needed to fulfill my obligation for her. We looked at each other as lovers, it seemed, so I had to feel the love come alive.

I pulled her hair somewhat, but she seemed to like it. I had her smiling as much as she could with my cock in her mouth, and I slathered my lips nonstop to show the lust and love I felt her giving me.

"Holy shit, I hate you so much right now, Ralph. If I weren't your best friend, I'd kick your ass."

She let it out again. "No, don't screw with my step-son. He might be helping me cheat, but I'll fuck your shit if you mess with him, got it?"

"Yes, I'm sorry again, Lyra."

"Say one more word, and you're out, do you read me?"

He just nodded, and then she turned her face back to mine. She failed to speak and placed both hands at the base of my rod again too. I didn't talk either and waited for her to make her move, which didn't take long.

She rose a bit and brought it to her right tit and rubbed them together ever so slowly. All the while, she looked at me again and licked her lips too. She shouted everything with that gesture, and then she made her nipple fling a few times.

"Come on, Lyra, I want to see a real step-mom suck her step-mom's dick," Brendan whined.

She failed to bite his head off and took my schlong back into her mouth. "Oh, you're the best step-mom in the world, I swear. No one could replace you, you're awesome, and I love you," I moaned, slanting my head back. "Oh, yes, I'm almost there, then I'll cum all over your jugs."

I heard her giggle a tad, and I had to move my whole body back and forth a bit in response in the thrills she gave me. I surely knew it most got traced back to the taboo pleasure rather than the physical contentment she gave me.

'I always thought she was dazzling, even when she was sick with my flu, now she is down on her knees sucking my dick. Whoa, she is sweet and cool. Fuck me; I scored with my step-mom. I shouldn't be having her blow me, but I can't help it now. She already has me hooked, and I can't stop now. Congrats, you hot chick, you got me addicted,' I thought before I peeked at her again.

We looked at each other yet again, but she failed to stop, and I didn't speak either. I just waited for her to knock every single pink she had to in my defense to get her metaphorical strike, which ended with me shooting my load.

She shook her head back and forth too, which wooed me even more. Regardless of what she did, she thrilled me beyond belief, but of course, if she did anything different, my mind took it as excellent news.

Needless to say, I felt her lips and tongue going all over my cock, which nearly felt like she was poking at it with a knife because it felt so damn good. My feet tapped the floor so much that I am close to losing my balance.

I managed to stay upright, but she was playing with fire, so to speak. To make matters worse on myself, I locked my eyes with hers and threw away the key even as my cock made me want to cringe because it felt so good that it hurt.

"Oh, step-mommy," I moaned, jolting frequently. "I have to cum now."

She rereleased it. "Shoot my face, Ralph," she implored me, stroking it a few inches away from it.

A few seconds later, I nodded, and my cock unleashed the mighty force of my seed directly onto her face.

"Oh, you fucker, Ralph. You still suck."

I failed to reply and let the seed blast out as hard as I could all over my step-mom's face. My step-mom made sure she had me dole it all out as evenly as possible. I couldn't be sure if I got every inch of her face, but I felt confident.

"Oh, Ralph, you made sure you made the point, I get it, you love me," she moaned, wiping her eyes. "I can't see it, but it feels like you doused my face, did you?"

"Yes, Lyra."

"Will you give me a kiss, Ralph?"

"Now that's a turn-off, Lyra," Brendan whined.

"Have sex with your step-mom, then it'll turn you on, won't it, Ralph?" she asked, wrapping her arms around my neck.

I placed my palms on her butt and pasted my lips to hers.

"That's screwed up, dude," Brendan whined.

I didn't care; I just showed my step-mom how important she was to me. Her melons went up against my chest, and I heard her giggling a bit as we made out. So, it seemed like we were hooked on one another, but of course, the fact that it was wrong still made it hot.

"Oh, shit, here you go trash can, have some white stuff," we heard Brendan moan.

"I guess we got your best friend off, dude," she added, parting her lips.

"Yes, may I fuck you now?"

"Oh, you know how to treat a woman, but you don't want to just make love to me again, do you?"

"No, I want you to ride me now."

"You want me to be your cowgirl?"

I nodded, and then she had me lie down on the bed. Even as we knew Brendan shot his load, he still invited himself to another front-row seat and watched her get over me. She grabbed my johnson and guided it right to her pussy.

She sat down, and it slipped in there all the way. "Oh, is this what you wanted, you sick young man? You wanted to have sex with your step-mom and have her ride you like this? Maybe while you feel her up too?" she pondered, stealing my hands and right before she plopped them on her hooters. "Maybe you didn't picture Brendan being here, but if you play your cards right, and be extra sweet to me, maybe I will have sex with you again without an audience. You have to be good, though, or Santa won't deliver. Mrs. Santa wants you to be extra good, and she controls Santa, got it?"

"Yes, Lyra, I understand completely, I swear."

"Good, and don't cum inside me, unless you're ready for fatherhood, understand?"

"Yes, again, Lyra. The last thing I want to do is upset you. I swear, I love you, I'd never do anything and put that in jeopardy. Your pussy feels so freaking good on my cock, you're better than every single woman I've been with combined."

"Oh, really? Your step-mom is that good? Do I have bigger jugs and a slicker twat too?"

"Yes, and your melons are to die for, most definitely. They feel amazing in every sense of the word, step-mommy," I moaned, clutching them all over. "I feel your slit thrusting off my dick too, and I promise, I've never felt better in my life. You're the fucking queen."

"I've never fucked my step-mom, but I'll agree to that, Lyra. Move your damn hands, Ralph, I want to see those melons."

I scoffed, but moved my palms down under her bosoms so he could feast on his eye candy. I didn't peek at him, but noticed his shoulder still moving nonstop. I could only imagine how turned on he was too, but I still solely focused on my step-mom fucking me.

She did all the work herself as my hands stayed on her hooters and just tried to deal with all the pleasure. I didn't even stay up with her, and I just lied back and enjoyed all I possibly could. With every passing second, I felt her wooing me a bit more.

"Oh, yes, I feel your juice going all over down there now, step-mommy," I moaned, failing to keep eye contact. "I want to give you intimacy, but I can't, you're making me feel too good."

"Don't worry," she assured me, yanking me up with her. "I take it as flattery," she made clear before wrapping her arms around me and kissing me. "Do you think if I fuck you a third time, I'll still rock your world, Ralph?"

"Oh, yes, even if it happened four-hundred and thirty-seven times, you'd still make me relish every second of it," I moaned, letting my hands go down to her thighs. "You're a dazzling woman, Lyra, and if you were my wife, I'd spend every single second I possibly could with you. Whether we were having sex or not, I'd still love to have your company," I made clear, grabbing onto them.

"Oh, you're getting extra loving and kinky now," she pointed out, grabbing my shoulders and thrusting her snatch a bit more.

Her knockers flopped around nonstop, and she made the bed come off its legs many times too. She seemed to get even more fueled up by me as I helped her perfect her magic. Brendan stayed silent and watched, but I knew he couldn't fight the urge to keep jacking it.

My entire body felt to be drenched, and my heart seemed to want to break free too, but I pushed myself as much as I could because I wanted to fuck her for as long as I could, regardless that Brendan was there.

My mouth stayed wide open, and I breathed as heavily as I could. I felt my load building up yet again like a balloon filling up with air, and I knew I'd have to implode in the next minutes, but nevertheless, I still fought like hell to keep going.

From the way she looked at me to how she caressed my shoulders, she just hit all the notes superbly without missing a beat. She didn't need any words; she only needed herself and the loving and glistening waves she had coming off her.

'Wow, she's a woman's woman, nothing and no one could dethrone her, she's perfect. I know she knows that, but yet, I can't say it enough for her. She married my dad and has always been a great step-mom, but shit, she is stepping into the sexiest light imaginable.'

"Yes, yes, yes, step-mommy, you hit it now," I moaned, moving my body back and forth a few times.

She swiftly got off me.

"I don't want to see his dick, Lyra."

"What, Brendan?" she asked, taking my wood in her right hand. "Don't you want to see your BFF cum on his step-mom's face?" she inquired, stroking it.

No one added anything to that, and a few seconds later, my schlong suddenly spurt out some white cum onto her face. I couldn't watch it all, but I still felt the effects very vividly all the while, I felt her push on my pleasure center like a jackhammer.

I dished out five shots of my seed that time, and as far as I knew, she allowed all of it to splash her face. I surely knew it had to be entirely submerged once I couldn't unleash another drop, and then I opened my eyes.

"I hope you don't do that for every woman you screw," she mentioned before kissing me. "I'm special, right?"

"Yes, Lyra," I muttered.

"You're not done, are you?"

"No."

"Me either, but I have to shoot again too," Brendan added.

We didn't view him, but she took her hands in mine and kissed me like a lover. I just took it like that and kissed her right back. I didn't know what to make of everything, but I rested assured that I had officially landed in 'adultery' territory.

After a few minutes, our lips parted, and then she lied down. I slowly, but surely climbed back on top of her and grabbed my wood. Without even looking back, I realigned my schlong with her slit and pushed it in there.

"Oh, you're better than I gave you credit for, Ralph," she complimented me, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Now, prove to me that I should have sex with you again by making love to me so sweetly that I'd have to tear myself apart if I didn't do it."

"Yes, do it, you horndog," Brendan added.

"Then, when you have to cum again, let it loose inside me."

"What, no, Lyra," I objected, leaning up somewhat.

"Don't worry, I can take a morning-after pill if you want me to, but I just want to feel your seed oozingTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.