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Stepmother's Bed
Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
and all day tomorrow," she sighed. "But we have no choice, do we? I hate to leave you, but I must." "I understand," Denny said, the scent of cunt still filling his nostrils. "You're right. We have no choice. I--I love you, Norma." She told him she loved him, too. Then she hugged him long and hard before she got up and tiptoed off to his father's bed. Denny crossed the room, turned off the TV set, then quickly went to his own room and climbed into bed. Joyce lay very still, breathing steadily, totally unaware of what had transpired. He stared her for a long time, thinking that really his s****r was merely a little girl. Not a woman who knew how to fuck but only a little girl. Smiling, he shook his head. He would have guessed that Joyce would have been his first fuck, not Norma. It just went to illustrate that you could never count on anything for certain. Who could have predicted that he would have lost his cherry to a mature and sex-skilled woman? Denny felt wonderful, marvelous. He had never felt so completely relaxed in his life, and he was certain that fucking was very good for a man. He would fuck Joyce someday, of course, but she would never know what had happened tonight. He guessed that his virgin s****r would be jealous if she knew he'd dicked their father's wife. CHAPTER 6 Denny trimmed the hedge that fronted the Reardon residence. The Oregon summer sun beat fiercely against his bare back as he snip-snipped away. His s****r was over in ... the shade, working in the flower bed that ran the length of the living room's exterior. "Look at little Miss Dainty, loafing in the shade," he teased. Slyly, looking from side to side to be sure nobody was looking, Joyce gave him a brief flash of her middle finger. Denny shook his head disapprovingly at her, scowled, then gave her the finger right back. At breakfast that morning, their father had instructed them to work in the yard. He had said he wanted them to earn the money for their tickets to the movies at the Walden Flats theater that afternoon. Martin Reardon had been hungover and grouchy, and he had reminded his c***dren that he could not afford to be doling out money all summer unless they earned it. Denny didn't mind. Doing chores about the yard was nothing new to him. In San Francisco, he mowed the lawn and trimmed the bushes for his mother all the time. His father's grumpy mood had annoyed him though. He felt his father was the worst kind of hypocrite. He had to admit also that he resented sharing Norma with this d***ken husband who treated such a beautiful woman so shabbily. Even now his father had deserted his wife to go and play golf with his drinking buddies. Norma had obviously been upset by her husband's running off on short notice. Denny decided to take a break in the shade of the big pine in the front yard. Breathing hard, sweating profusely, he went over and peered in the kitchen window, looking for Norma. As he peered inside, his penis pressed ...