1. Killing my step mom's stress


    Date: 11/21/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: kornslayer1, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    I opened her bedroom door up completely, saw her hyper ventilating, and I strolled right to her. “Stella, you can't be so nervous, he's just a guy. He won't bite you, unless you ask him to," I chuckled. "Just go on your date and whatever happens, happens, you know what I mean?" We both laughed, and I sat on her left side. “I don't think I'm ready yet, it is just not the right timing. Fuck, I don't know," she told me, aiming her head down and dispensing tears. My right arm swung up, went over her neck and leaned off her right shoulder. “Push yourself and you'll be happy with the results. You'll have someone else to be with, maybe even someone that loves you," I told her, bringing her face towards mine. Our arms went around each other, and I felt her heart strings vibrating. Then we released each other as our heads were a couple feet from each other. “Besides, you need to get laid. I know a cock hasn't slithered inside you in over a year now. I'm not even sure that is legal." Her hands rose, and she smiled as her face aimed straight. “I know, but that's something else I'm worried about. I can't fuck a guy I barely know. What if I do or say the wrong thing and fuck everything up? I've been benched for so long, I'm not too sure I'll even get a bunt," she explained, dropping them to her lap. My eyes got view of her twitching, crying and breathing as if she was on a respirator. My right hand made its way right onto her leg. "How about someone you already know does something for ...
    you to get your confidence back? A person you've already seen naked, given dating advice to and would love to fulfill your needs only because they love you?" Her eyebrows rose as she looked my way. "Who are you talking about?" A lusty smile appeared on my face and my hand massaged her leg. I leaned in closer to her. “Stella, everyone needs sex, because it relives stress and is just apart of life. Let your step daughter help you kill that stress before it kills your sexual drive," I explained just before I kissed her. I lay down on the bed and her eyes looked at my entire body from my brown hair atop my head, all the way down to my toe nails, which were painted pink at the time. Then they wandered back up to my black tank top which was doing a second-rate job of covering my decent sized boobs. Her eyes were glued to my crack and I inched closer to her. "Feel them, if you want," I offered her. Her hands unhurriedly floated towards my tits, but stopped a mere five inches away. "Let yourself have me, Stella. Even though we're both women and it is taboo, I know I can still make you feel like a whole new woman before your date," I made clear, just before my hands seized her's and transported them to my breasts. As she felt them, her eyes widened and her head backed away. Her hands shook on them for about thirty seconds as she kept hyper ventilating. "No, sweetie, this is too weird. You are always gonna be my step daughter," she said, tugging her hands away from my boobs. I seized her ...
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