MY CHEATING BOYFRIEND

7. I f****d MY STEP MOTHER!!

JENNY’S POV

I could not believe that he was doing this. He was actually bringing all my s****l fantasies to life. It was rare for his dad to kiss me and he did me that favor of kissing me. I have been sexually starved for too long and I am happy to feel how kissing feels like after all this time all this time.

“I am sorry, I shouldn’t have done that,” Brandon told me after he pulled away.

“No, don’t worry about that,” I never wanted him to stop thus I made him to be as comfortable as possible.

“I am too drunk,” He confessed.

“I know,” I ran my hand through his hair and before he could know it, he was back to kissing me.

We kissed with so much intensity and I craved for him. I wanted him to do more with me. I wanted him to tease me and lick every part of my body before he finally f***s me. I wanted him more than ever. I needed him.

“Jenny, you are my stepmother,” He paused to tell me this.

“And you are the man I want,” I told him this and stood pushed him away from me.

I served him some more liquor in his wine glass and I ensured that he had much to drink before I walked him back to the house.

He was so wasted as I took him to his room.

“You should go and sleep,” He tried to tell me but I was not in for it. I wanted us to make love.

I wanted him to get me laid.

“No, I want to sleep next to you,” I told him as I slowly removed my dress from my body exposing my bra and my panties.

“No, this is not right, my dad will find out,” He tried to push me away but it was all in vain. I always get what I want and he was no exception.

I joined him in bed and gave him a hand job. It only took a few seconds for him to get hard and aroused.

He took over. He removed his shirt and tossed it on the floor. The hairs of my body stood erect since my eyes were hooked at his hard d**k. He was too young for me and I found it erotic. I was like his mama and he would do anything to please me.

I was still breathing in and out hazily as he made me bend for him. I was so turned on and everything he did made me drip with c*m.

He f****d me in a doggy style position. I loved it, I loved the way I felt him deep inside my body. This is where he belongs. After a couple of pumps, I could feel myself tightening up and a small liquid slowly flowed out of my p***y and after this, I was gasping for breath. I had reached my o****m in a short while and I loved it.

He didn’t give up yet, he still wanted to make love to me because he had finally chosen risk this with me. I love the experience he is taking me through. He turns out to be better. I don’t think that I will want someone else other than him.

Seeing that I was exhausted, he carried me licking the region between my boobs up and down and slammed me onto the bed. Our bodies were still dripping with sweat.

“Do you want more?” He asked me and when I recalled of the sweetness that I felt when I orgasmed, I was quick to tell him that I wanted more.

“Hell yeah, I wanted more,” I told him this and he was so happy.

Thrust after thrust, the bed hit the wall and we chuckled to that. He was now pumping faster and I could barely say something. I was moaning him by calling his name as if it was some kind of spell that could save all of us from a rare kind of disaster. We were taking each other to our c****x.

My legs were around his waist and I couldn’t help but allow my nails to dig deep into his back. I moaned my loudest and breathed so heavily. He groaned and f****d me harder. Deeper and deeper into my pot of flowers, I told him not to stop. He didn’t stop either. I begged for him as if he was my lifeline.

“Harder Brandon,” I whimpered and purred with pleasure after saying this.

His bang got harder and finally, he collapsed into my body after he released. I hugged him tightly and the smell of sweat was in the air.

“Come on, you know that you are too heavy for me,” I warned him.

“Chill Jennifer, I was just exhausted,” He told me before taking the empty space that was next to me in the bed.

“Holy s**t! What have we done?” The reality of him f*****g me started becoming clear to him.

“You loved it, didn’t you?” I asked him hoping he will be calm about everything.

“Please, you have to go, “He started telling me.

“Chill, we can still f**k. Besides, we have the whole night,” I wanted him again and again.

“f**k you, who are you, a w***e or something? “He snapped.

“You are the one who f****d me,” I told him.

“You made me f**k you, you w***e,” He tried to blame me.

“No I didn’t, “I countered.

“Yes you did, you seduced me,” He said the entire truth and I had to think of something.

“I can tell your dad you know, that you drugged me and f****d me to get back at him for dating me. You never liked me.” I told him and his face was pale.

“Don’t ever say that again,” He warned.

“Then stop saying that I seduced you,”

“What have I done,” He started blaming himself.

“We f****d each other. We wanted each other,” I told him this.

“I have failed my dad, this is so wrong,” He was regretting everything.

“We will keep this a secret, your dad will never know. This will be our little secret Brandon,” I told him before forcing a kiss on his lips.