Prologue

"Oh fuck," he muttered as he walked into his stepmother's bedroom.

He exuded a pungent alcohol-laden scent that clung to them, while their face displayed flushed, rosy cheeks, glassy, unfocused eyes, and an intermittent, sloppy grin. Their breathing was a ragged symphony of hiccups and irregular exhales, each inhalation a struggle as they succumbed to the turbulent embrace of intoxication, occasionally punctuated by deep, rumbling snores.

"Goddamn I'm so fucking horny," he said as he looked at his sleeping stepmother who was wearing a red T-shirt and white shorts that covered only part of her buttocks.

Touching her thigh very lightly, he uttered, "Oh my god." Carefully, he moved his hand up his thigh until it was on her shorts.

It was bright outside and her face was illuminated by the sunlight as it was the morning.

He had been up all night drinking with his friends and had returned home later than his stepmother wanted him to.

"Oh my fucking god," he whispered as he squeezed one of the cheeks.

Squeezing it a few more times, she still didn't wake up.

He moved his hand back down to her thigh and felt the touch of her soft skin on his fingers.

"God, I wanna fuck her so bad," he said to himself as he moved his hand to the waistband of the shorts, pulled it just slightly, then released it as if he was stopping himself from going too far.

There was still a little bit of his morals left in him but clearly not enough as he began running his hand across her thigh again.

"Oh fuck. Hmm..." he groaned as he thought about it.

It didn't take more than a second for him to make up his mind as he grabbed her waistband again and pulled her shorts down, stopping just at the halfway mark, revealing part of her bare ass to him.

"Oh god. I hope she doesn't wake up."

He looked at her, still sound asleep, her head resting on her arm as he continued pulling down her shorts until her entire buttocks were showing.

Carefully, he got on the bed without shaking the mattress.

"Oh fuck," he uttered as he grabbed her shorts and continued pulling them down very slowly to not wake her.

He accidentally made too much noise as he struggled to get her shorts past her knees because of the way her legs touched when she slept.

"Shhhh," he shushed himself in a very drunken state. "Oh fuck. Goddamn it. Ohhh. Hmm."

Once he got the shorts down to her ankles, it wasn't hard to get them off all the way.

He looked down at the bottom of her feet and touched them a little bit.

Moving up her body, he returned to her buttocks, and with one hand, he slowly spread the cheeks apart until her rear entrance appeared.

Then he continued pulling the cheeks apart until her womanhood showed.

"Ohhhh shit," he said softly as he looked at it. Letting go, he got up just enough to where he could pull down his pants and underwear.

With his member in his hands, he began masturbating very slowly.

After a while, he was unsatisfied so he got off the bed and began undressing himself completely. He was about to return to bed when he saw a bottle of coconut oil on the counter.

He grabbed it and made his way over to his stepmother's thighs where he sat down very gently.

Holding his hot rod in one hand, he poured oil on it with the other. Once he was satisfied with how lubricated his penis was, he closed the bottle and put it away.

With the oil that was still on his palm, he rubbed her buttocks, spreading it around the surface until it was glistening from the sunlight.

Slowly, he began rubbing his penis against the crevice of her buttocks, using it as a tool for pleasuring himself.

He didn't insert his penis and simply continued to run his flaccid staff across her body until it got harder.

Once it was as stiff and elongated as it could get, he grabbed the bottom of the shaft, and smacked the glans against her butt a few times before guiding it downwards, making its way toward her most private part.

The fact that she wasn't awake yet was astonishing. 

Pressing it against the entrance, he placed his palms down on the mattress and pushed his hips forward, sending his throbbing center inside her inner depths.

"Oh fuck," he uttered as he gave a thrust.

"Uhh~" she softly moaned, her eyes still shut.

"Oh~ Oh my god. I'm fucking my mom," he said out loud as he slowly picked up a little pace. "Oh yeah~ Fuck."

He grabbed her shoulder with one hand and leaned in. He whispered into her ear, "Mom, it's time to wake up. You like how I'm waking you up?"

"Uhn~ Yeah," she replied.

She turned her head until it was buried in her pillows and she moved her hips upwards to improve the angle that his glans were pressing against her cervix.

Grabbing her by the wrists, he pressed them down so that she could not move.

"Oh yes. Goddamn. Your pussy is so damn tight. Is dad's dick really that small?" he asked as he rammed his shaft back and forth inside her vaginal walls.

Once she was completely awake, he began moving faster and harder, shaking the bed, and the wooden foundation began making noise.

"Oh. Do you like how I'm fucking you? Do you like that? You like that? Oh yeah~"

"Goddamn! Haa~"

"How do you like having your son's cock in your pussy?"

"I don't... Mmrm~ ♡"

"I know you've wanted this since you married my old-ass dad. You should be pushing me away right now," he commented as he pounded her cheeks.

Paf! Paf! Paf!

The sound of his thighs slapping against her buttocks sounded around the room.

As she clenched on her pillows, she said, "Oh my god, you're fucking me so hard. ♡ Ohhhhh fuck~ Help! Goddamn it! Uhn~"

Waves in her ass were being formed every time their meat clashed against one another.

"Need a drink Mom?" he asked.

"Yeah."

He grabbed the cup of water from the nightstand and handed it over to her. After she drank it, he grabbed a drink himself before putting it back down.

Pulling his dick out, he allowed her to roll around so that the two of them could finally face each other for the first time that day.

She had an embarrassed look on her face as she knew what they were doing was wrong.

It was without warning but she had been waiting for this day for quite some time. Whenever her husband was gone, she had been actively seducing her stepson.

Although she didn't know what inspired him to finally accept her advances, she didn't complain or stop him.

Grabbing her shirt, he rolled it up, exposing the black bra that she had gone to sleep with.

She stretched out her arms and he helped her take the shirt off of her, tossing it to the side.

She rolled over slightly so that he could unhook the bra. Once it was off, he pulled it off and looked down at her tits.

"You have inverted nipples," he said as he grabbed her boobs.

As he was lathering his penis with more oil, someone had stood outside the door. It was a woman wearing a white shirt and a black skirt. She knocked on the door to grab his attention.

"Hmm? What's up?" he asked as he turned his attention over to her.

"Felix, there's a call for you," she said.

"Is it an emergency?" Felix asked. "We're in the middle of a shoot here," he said as he placed his penis back inside of his stepmother, grabbed her knees that were up in the air, and he resumed his thrusting.

"Yeah. It is," she responded.

"Fine. Give me a minute. Let's finish this shoot real quick," he said as he began picking up the speed of his hip movements. "Sorry about this," he apologized to his stepmother who shook her head to let him know that it was alright.

If you couldn't tell by now, his stepmother wasn't actually his stepmother.

Felix was a pornstar and the girl in bed with him was an actress.

"Should I leave and come back later?" asked the woman by the door.

"No. You can stay. Just keep quiet so you don't ruin the shot," he responded.

In the room with them was a cameraman and someone holding a mic. Felix was not only the actor of the shoot but he was also the director.

Rather than focusing on techniques he was trained in that allowed for longer scenes, he began fucking how he normally would fuck, focusing on pleasuring himself so that he could finish quicker.

Once he reached his climax, he shot his load into the actress' mouth and once she swallowed it, that was it for the shoot.

"Alright cut," he said as he got off the bed and wiped his penis with a towel. "Good work everyone. Sorry about the rush."

Taking the phone from the intruder, he went over to an empty room to take the call.

"Hello?" he said as he placed the phone to his ear.

"..."

There was silence on the other side of the phone.

Perhaps there was something wrong with the reception. "Hello?" he repeated himself. "Hello?"

About to hang up and recall the number, he finally received a response. "Hello. Is this Felix Muller?"

That voice wasn't one that he recognized. Perhaps this call was about one of the business deals he'd been trying to close the past month.

"Yes this is him," he replied, wondering what took the other party so long to respond.

"Would you like to play a game?" asked the voice of the stranger.

"...W-what?" he uttered.

He began to wonder if this was a troll call and if it was, he'd seriously be upset because one of the videos he had been wanting to shoot for some time had to be altered due to this call.

"Do you think you have what it takes to conquer a world full of powerful women and survive against all the men that come in your way?' asked the voice.

"This is a troll," he sighed. Did one of his cousins set this up? Just before he hung up the phone, he responded, "Yeah. I do have what it takes."

Closing the phone, he was about to return to the room and ask the actress if she was down to film a different video when suddenly, his vision turned black and he collapsed.