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Wicked Web - Stepmom's A Bitch

Date: 2/21/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 44, Source: LushStories

it was just as sensitive. I sucked harder while Becky did the same to mine, and the pleasure shot through my body. I felt incredibly naughty. I drew back, meeting Clare’s needy gaze, and told her, “Come for me, mommy!” When I wrapped my lips back around her clit and sucked hard while I rubbed it with my tongue, she did that, shouting her release to the world, burying her fingers in my hair and pushing my face into her snatch, buckling above me like wild hoarse. It was glorious, and seconds later my own arousal shattered its bonds and I tumbled through a sea of pleasure, moaning and whimpering, and my juices flowed down onto the bedsheet like a flood. Clare pushed herself off of me, whimpering a little when I gave her over-sensitive clit a last flick with my tongue, and I guided Becky away from my equally over-stimulated snatch. She climbed upwards and lay down next to me, and all three of us closed our eyes and fought to get back our breaths. Clare threaded her fingers through mine and Becky did the same. “How can something so wrong feel so right?” I wondered aloud. “There’s nothing wrong about it,” Clare insisted. “Then what about dad?” I confronted her, though I was still too exhausted to put much venom into my voice. “We were going to separate anyway. He just doesn’t know it.” “What? But why? Not because of me, I couldn’t…” “Hush.” Clare put a finger to my lips. “It’s got nothing to do with you and everything with him fucking his secretaries and interns.” “He wouldn’t!” ... That just didn’t go with the image of Mr. Proper that I had of my dad. “I can’t believe…” “Oh, but you really should,” Becky intervened. “What would you know about that?” “I was his intern, a month ago.” I looked over at her, shocked. “You? And my dad?” There was no deceit in her eyes. “And you let him?” She shrugged. “He promised me a good job if I let him stick it up my bum.” I closed my eyes and exhaled deeply, not wanting to linger on that image. “When he didn’t keep his words, Becky brought me an interesting little movie that she had made without his knowledge.” My mind reeled. “So what about me? Was this supposed to be payback?” I tried to ignore that feeling that stabbed at my heart. Clare squeezed my hand. “No, silly. I had wanted you since the moment I set foot inside your house.” She let go of my hand and snuggled up to me the way Becky had done earlier. “In exchange for the movie, Becky asked me for a part-time job as a secretary. I could use one, keeping track of all the appointments and the things to do until a house or flat is ready for inspection gets increasingly time-consuming. But, well, I told her if she could get you into my bed, she’d have the job.” I gaped. Then I felt strange kind of feeling rise in my chest, and a moment later I was laughing and crying at the same time. This was too crazy to take in. Clare pulled me close and stroked my hair, soothing me, but it took me a few minutes to calm down again. “What happens now?” I asked, my voice still a ...