1. How my stepmother and I taught my BF to Fuck


    Date: 8/28/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Erotica, Oral Sex, Teen Female/Teen Female, Threesome, Author: LoveSoraya26, Rating: 87.8, Source: sexstories.com

    My name is Veronica and this is the story of how me and my stepmom trained my sexually inexperienced boyfriend. My mom and dad divorced when I was younger. I spend two weeks a year with my mom. My dad remarried India when I was seventeen. We hit it off and got along well because she never tried to be my mother. By the time I turned eighteen she ended up becoming my closest friend, my confident and eventually even my lover. My real mom is well there is no nice way to say it is a whore. She strips and has sex with wealthy men for money. Obviously that is how she met my dad all those years ago. She has told me she tried to make it work and she stuck with the marriage until I was two before she left us. In her own way I know she loves me, and did the best thing she could for me by getting out of my life, and letting my dad and a series of nannies raise me. I immediately liked India because she wasn’t a gold digger and she didn’t try to mother me. I had made it this far without a mother and I didn’t need a mother all of the sudden. My dad and India have an unusual arrangement to say the least . They don’t necessarily have a romantic sort of love and they both see other people. Most people simply call what they have an open relationship. My dad travels a lot and out of any given month he is gone for at least three weeks. After he saw how well me and India hit it off he married India partly to provide me a companion and a life teacher of sorts as I had outgrown nannies. His other ...
    motivation for marrying her is that she is drop dead gorgeous and has a high sex drive. So one week out of the month and during the holidays he has someone that provides him hot sex, company, affection and companionship. She and I both have handsome allowances that let us live a lavish lifestyle. Now growing up with your dad as your primary parent when your mother ran away because she would rather lead a whore’s life than live in a mansion with her child and be pampered caused him to develop certain fears about my future. Now in no way do I want to say my dad thought I was a whore, but as I grew up he feared my emerging sexuality. There was an incident with a boy the long a short of it was dad walked in on it and this sent dad into a panic. He talked to me about my mom and how dangerous it was for a young lady to give into her passions , lose sight of her goals, and what is important in life. He told me if I would forgo any further sexual intercourse until I got older he would give me a substantial allowance and allow me to otherwise have the freedom to do things that only financially well off adults can do. I got an expensive car, wore expensive clothes, went on extravagant shopping trips and vacations, but in rerun my dad’s employees watched me like a hawk. He hired three security guards so I could have around the clock supervision. Now they were professionals and kept a distance, but I always knew they were there nearby and documenting everything I did and to everyone I ...
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