OBSESSED WITH MY STEP (TABOO NOVELLA)

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Authors: Zania Summers
ass. “Come here, you bad girl.”
    He lifted my sleeping shirt over my head. I was wearing a practical nude bra and panties with knee high black stockings. Yes, I sleep in knee high stocking because my legs tend to get cold at night. I took my panties off his neck.
    “Let’s turn the washer on, Nick. And I can give you a fresh pair of panties if you’d like.”
    Nick scrambled towards the washer, turned it on, and lifted me onto the humming machine. The vibration on my ass sent shivers down my entire body, heightening my desire for him. Nick pulled my already-wet panties off me.
    “A fresh pair,” he said as he dropped my panties into the pile of clothes on the floor.
    I teased him relentlessly; my legs spread open, my hands on his cock.
    “You’re so hot,” he swore under his breath.
    He was standing between my legs, his cock pointing straight at me. He pulled me by my ass and brought me to the edge of the machine, directly in front of his cock. I spread my legs further apart and pushed closer to him.
    “Now, Nick. Now,” I said, throwing my hands over his neck and kissing him deeply.
    He returned the kiss, his tongue seeking and finding mine with fervor. I needed him right then. He understood my desire and broke off our kiss to find the slit of my pussy. With his fingers, he massaged my folds until he found the opening, and in one shove, the entire length of his cock was in me.
    “Fucking tight, Jena. So tight, little sister.”
    He slowly thrust into me, his hips gyrating against mine. His hands held my back and pushed me into him. Between the hum of the machine and the force of his thrusts, I was ecstatic. He kept pounding me, his breath quickening by the second. I was moaning in pleasure, my hands grabbing every bit of him that I could. My fingernails were digging into his back and he seemed to enjoy it. He held both of my breasts, squeezing them as his dick glided smoothly in and out of me, igniting every nerve in my body. At the moment I could no longer handle the immense pleasure and was ready to explode, my pussy started contracting against his cock. That seemed to send him into overdrive; he started yelling my name. My pussy kept sucking him in, tighter and tighter.
    “Oh gosh, I’m cumming,” he announced.
    I was about to cum, too, but I was too delirious to speak out. He pounded me even faster, and in seconds, his moans became grunts as his warm seed shot into me. Within seconds, my pussy began to quiver, and I grabbed the edge of the washer for support as my orgasm came in short spurts, then a full explosion hit me. I lay back on the washer, my head resting against the wall. Nick was still standing between my legs with his head on my breasts. We were spent.
    “That was great,” I said after the waves of orgasm subsided.
    “This is going to be the best summer ever,” he claimed, planting a kiss on my lips.
     
     
     

CHAPTER 9
     
    We spent the rest of the day watching movies and cuddling at home. Around dinner time, just before everyone was set to return, I started making a dinner of fish, potatoes, and mixed vegetables. I had been used to cooking for two people, so I had to adjust to cooking for five people, including two boys that ate like elephants.
    Dad returned and walked into the kitchen.
    “Hi, sweetheart,” he called out to me, kissing my forehead. “How was your day?”
    “Fine,” I said, avoiding his eyes as if he could read that I had been naughty.
    “Hello, Dan,” Nick said to my dad, coming out of the living room into the kitchen area.
    “Oh, hello Nick.” Dad seemed a little surprised.
    Nick went back into the living room and Dad looked at me and smiled.
    “I’ve got to get used to having more of you kids at home. I keep forgetting it’s not just the two of us anymore,” he whispered.
    I nodded. “The house is not so quiet anymore and you don’t have to play cards with me anymore.” Whenever I was home, I made Dad play cards almost every night, even when he

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