I took a deep breath as I stood at the door to my mother’s home. It had been years since I moved out to get away from my bitchy mom. For the most part, I made my own holiday traditions with friends or partners of mine in the big city. But here I stand in a skimpy leather skirt and matching boots, my quarter life crisis filling me with a wave of nostalgia on all I’ve missed out. I wasn’t looking forward to my mom’s raisin stuffing. But when her new husband, my new step-dad, opened the door, I couldn’t help but wish he would stuff me instead.
I never met him, but I could tell he was younger than my mom, definitely more in shape. And so far, he was definitely more my type than hers. He shrugged my coat off my shoulders and pulled me in for a big hug. It was impossible to not notice the bulge in his jeans. Whether I was responsible for it was yet to be determined. He introduces himself as ‘Sean’ and I stammer at my name, to which he smirks at. With his hand dangerously low on my lower back, he guides me to the kitchen.
My mom is there, covered in sweat and flour. I compliment the spread of food she must have been working all day for, but she swats me away. Some things never change. I try to keep myself from rolling my eyes, but I must have been caught by Sean. He smiles at me, going in to hug my mom with his own smart remark about Thanksgiving dinner being ready by Christmas. She responds by throwing fresh cranberry sauce on his tan polo shirt, ruining it before banishing us both.
We take the hint and leave, but when I see Sean dipping his finger into the sauce on his shirt and tasting it, I can’t help but squeeze my legs shut. It was hard to not fantasize about what it would be like for his finger to stuff me. He waves me over to his renovated man cave in the basement, apparently a place he stays at often. Sean complains to me about my mom as he pours me a drink, I sit on the couch laughing. Some things never change for sure, so I agree. He sits next to me offering a toast, and I point out a piece of cranberry sauce making its way down his shirt.
He picks it up, and holds out his thick fingers to my lips. I open my mouth before I can second guess it, sucking on his fingers with a moan. As if we both couldn’t keep up the facade anymore, he’s pushing me back, knocking over our glasses and shoving his tongue in my mouth. It felt so wrong, but I couldn’t deny that I wanted my new Step-dad to stuff me with his huge cock. I start stroking it as I hike my skirt up, and as if we both can’t control ourselves, he shoves his raw cock deep inside of my cunt. We’re fully clothes, but the insatiable desire unlocked something feral in me. I open my mouth to scream that I’m cumming when we both hear my mom’s voice call for us above. We rush a quiet orgasm, get dressed and return with a newfound secret.
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