My Stepmother (1/2)

Synopsis: Dragos's stepmother, Radella, ended up buying a birthday VR to win her favor. "What a horrible gift ..." Dragos complained. But he soon becomes addicted after using it for pornography. It looks so real so amazing! Little does he know… it's because his new mother is secretly giving him pleasure!

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"He was always bad at accepting gifts. Don't worry about it." Ishimura laughed, cutting a piece of cake for his wife.

Radella takes her wrist, watching her stepson return to the room. Sakura and Toru clean the wrapping paper that was thrown on the table. Clean up the frost your father spread everywhere else except on his brother's face. They tried to warm up Radella, he wasn't a big birthday fan. It was good that she planned this, the family thanks. But Dragos was the guy who didn't want gifts, would like a cash delivery and would end the day after blowing out some candles.

Tormented, Ishimura can see his black-haired soulmate lower his gaze. He helps her get rid of the banners, 'Happy 16th birthday', he popped the balloons, threw away paper plates and table covers. It is a pity that Dragos is refusing to give her a chance. His father understands, he told his son that he was not trying to replace Elyzabeth and that the children did not need to warm up very quickly.

But it's been months. Sakura and Toru love Radella. Apparently, her other offspring hates her ... Hopefully, in time - that would change.

And man, this is always difficult ...

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Dragos grimaces at the box, dropping it on his bed.

HEADSET VR - 64 GBS

GREAT FOR VIDEO GAMES, INTERNET AND FILM TRANSMISSION!

Brown eyes roll. Radella - yes, Radella, because he will never call that woman "mother", he is working hard. $ 400 for a bad birthday present? What a waste. This money could have been used to buy something useful for his sisters. Or at least something he would actually use. What the hell is he going to do with that? It wasn't like she had paired any games with him anyway. "Useless piece of trash." He sits beside the table and turns on the lamp.

The idea of ​​Ishimura 'having a conversation' with him soon gets on his nerves. The 16 year old can imagine that now. - 'Be nicer to your new mom, son. Talk to your new mother, son. Stop leaving the room whenever your mother enters, Stop avoiding your new child, mother. '

"She's not my fucking mother!" He grunts, his fist hits the table ... His breathing returns to normal after a few moments. The teenager just needs a second .. But suddenly, dark eyes focus on his groin area.

The bulge.

He's ... difficult.

W-why?

There is a lump in Dragos's throat, he is lost to the sight before him. However, he finally swallows. But the matter did not receive the memo. Quickly, the heated redhead heads over to lock the door before picking up his laptop. Right after you put it on your desk. You better deal with it now. Dragos entered PornHub entering without thinking.

The 16-year-old opens the zipper, preparing to solve what was bothering him while sailing.

VR - SEXY STEP MOM IS STUCK IN THE WASHER, GETS HELP FROM HORNY STEP FILHO!

He chatters his teeth. Delays more than it should. His cock twitches in his pants. No, no; he needs to move on, go to the next page. Yet - the mouse pointer hovers over the thumbnail. A scene is played in the form of a gif. Two people .. Stepmother .. Stepchild.

Fuck.

Shit. Your chest rises and falls a little faster. Your skin gets a little warmer. Your pants are much tighter. Oh, Dragos hates it - he hates it so much, but he can't stop biting his swollen lip. He wants to click on it, wants to set up that stupid VR that he can see in its lower right corner. He wants to come for a stepmom porn. Shit, shit, shit ..

Fuck it.

The teenager is eager to set it up, reading the instructions in half while pumping himself with his other hand. Who knew his stepmother's gift would be useful ... The assembly doesn't take long, he plugs into the laptop, puts it on his head and relaxes.

There are two failed attempts. All Dragos can see is black, all he can hear is nothing. When the VR headset is on, it is like a helmet without a display. You are completely in the dark, not knowing what is around you. Up until -

"Yes I did it."

Pornhub finally uploads, starting with the adorable movie between mother and son. Dragos is delighted, having never experienced such a thing in POV. A blonde woman with blue eyes gives in to her horny "18" year old son, making Dragos moan in the end. Well, wait ... was the actress blonde? No - she had long black hair, which almost reached her waist. Big, violet eyes that looked at Dragos when he finished on his ass.

Right?

Dragos takes off his headset, clearing his cache, cookies and his internet history. His mouth is dry as he plays the dirty video. She did look like that. The mother was an American. No ... not the way he imagined when he had an orgasm.

It frees the thought, putting it somewhere that it cannot find it.

During the night, Dragos Moretti starts using it again. Twice in one session. Was very good. Sure, you can still say it's your hand, but sometimes, sometimes, you're so lost in the video that it feels like it's not yours. That's when I feel amazing. But when you recognize that, it's too late and your back is just to masturbate.

Still, Dragos finds himself wearing that thing every day. He cannot go to sleep until he does. There is something a little unsettling about using this one. A gift his stepmother bought for something like that ... but he can't help it.

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It was a movie night. Radella chose a family movie for the whole family to watch and spend time together. But, of course, her adopted son left early. Of course, the woman was not sensitive - but curse hurt her feelings. She just wanted him to like her, not think of her as his mother. She would never replace Elyzabeth, she knew her place. Dragos didn't have to act like he was trying ...

Ishimura and the girls fell asleep on the couch, leaving Radella alone. It's cute, she takes a picture. But then he goes up the stairs to lie down.

"..Fuck .. fuck, that feels od go".

Violet eyes widen, she stopped halfway. She can hear you ... moaning. Lightly, your feet continue down the hall, making sure you don't make any noise. The idea of ​​alerting the teenager would be very embarrassing for him. She couldn't imagine what the tension would be like then ...

"Shit .. keep sucking me, don't stop .."

Your chest tightens in a delicious way. Your stomach follows suit. Because? Radella recovers, confusion seeping through her body as her feet refuse to move. She's next to his door, her room less than 10 steps away ...

She licks her lips, imagining her evil son's cock. Did he have a girl there? Is that why he wasn't down there? Did she feel jealous? .. No - more importantly, why was she so hot all of a sudden, pushing her thighs together, trying desperately to simulate the friction against her wet pussy?

The door is not locked. She pushes him carefully, carefully, carefully. There is no room for fear or consequence when moving to the child's room. Radella has only one thing in mind, she has to see it. She needs to see him.

The vision makes your interior want to fall apart. The older woman breathes slowly and quietly, her hand under a purple blouse to pinch and tug at her hardened nipples. His adopted son was pleasuring himself with his gift, his head dropped back on the chair as he pushed his hips into his hand. Dragos cannot see it. This makes Radella blush, a confidence that shouldn't exist awakens within her. She is more comfortable to move a little closer, still leaning against the wall.

Such a taboo view, a taboo feeling takes over your senses. Every thought in your mind has become unique once again. Get on your knees. Prove it. Choke on that stick.

Suddenly, there is laughter coming down the stairs, forcing Radella out of her dirty and twisted trance. She steps back, immediately stepping back and closing the door. Her chest doesn't give in while her heart skips a beat, just calming down when she confirms it's clean.

The black-haired woman returned to her family downstairs, pretending that she didn't just spy on her son masturbating.

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Ishimura is feeling horrible. In the past few days, he can see that his wife has given up completely. She doesn't even try to talk to Dragos anymore. She avoids it too. The man sighs, knowing that his son would hate the sermon, but he needed to listen.

But, unsurprisingly, his son left during the conversation, leaving his father pissed.

"Where are you going, Dragos?"

"Mind your own business, old man. I'm just going to pick up a package I've been waiting for. I'll be right back ..."

The father of three crossed his arms. All those kicks every morning and your son still had no respect for him ..

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Dragos is excited. It is lame, yes. Compelling. Much. But fuck - he was excited. He bought a sex toy. How he did it as a minor, simple Dragos and an expert in digital counterfeiting, not that family knows about it. Something that would take your VR addiction to the next level. His paranoid eyes checked the order's status almost every minute for the past two days, afraid that someone would find him when he arrived.

But thank god, nobody did.

After the meaningless conversation with his father, he practically runs up the stairs. Close the door and go to the laptop. He unpackes the sex toy, reading the title as he does it.

'Simulates real and / or Oral Pussy'.

To be honest, using VR was becoming obsolete. There was no way to get lost for a few moments, he needed something more. That was perfect. Dragos grabs the included lubricant, filling the meat's light. He finds a virtual reality video before putting on the headset, then moaning as he sinks the fake soft pussy into his cock.

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Radella wears her tight yellow pajamas, looking in the mirror to find an answer. What happened to her? In the past few days, she had to avoid her adopted son. The very idea of ​​him getting her excited. Dragos is your husband's first child! He was only 16! How can an adult woman really understand the idea of ​​...

She can't help it, leaning over the sink while playing with herself. Dragos's lips parted and his deep voice sent her close to the edge before she stopped herself. Stop it, control yourself! This is wrong, you are acting like a bitch! Disgusting..

The 27-year-old woman tries to convince her by washing her hands before turning out the lights. Ishimura asks when she will come to bed, "Soon." Radella just needs fresh air. That is all.

But suddenly, as she passes down the hall - Dragos's stepmother stops, staying 110 degrees, she needs to breathe. The woman can hear her stepson panting, biting back moans as he fucks his hand. Everything clicks at once. Radella was not jealous of any girl days ago.

She was jealous of your hand!

Fuck, she bites her bottom lip. Contemplating something that no one should. A thought that shouldn't exist, a need that has no purpose.

Still...

Dragos forgets to lock the door, forcing Radella's breath to fail. The floor squeaks when she enters. The vision is to make the mouth water for the horrible woman. Ishimura, her family, nowhere in her mind as she approaches. The words "Yes". Not even a memory when she gets on her knees. The only thing that took refuge in his head was how good Dragos would feel inside his throat. He was bigger than your father.

She is looking at your desperate and flushed face. His mouth open while his vision obscured. It is so wrong that she needs to leave. Radella has to go ... she can't be watching her son step in such a vulnerable state, his mouth inches away from that big venous stick.

Dragos desperately grabs the arms of the computer chair, letting the pussy vibrate and suddenly move by itself. Her moans fill Radella's ears and set her skin on fire. The inside of the thighs, clean underwear, soaked with the vision itself.

She can't take it ...

It was now or never ...

Carefully, the woman slides the device upwards, quickly replacing her work.

Her eyes roll to the back of her head when his big penis pushes, making her chest tighten with how delighted she is. A deep lilac look patrols the teenager, hoping that he hasn't noticed the change. But Dragos is stunned, sinking further into the arms of his chair. Does your little sexual device also have a suction adjustment ?!

Fuck. It feels… incredible.

His head falls back as Radella sanctifies his cheeks. Her stepmother plays with her sick little pussy while sucking on her son's cock. The hips begin to move on their own, pushing Dragos's erection deeper into the wet engulfment. "Wow, shit, I never felt that before ..." He even closes his eyes, bored with the video that is playing, just wanting to enjoy the sex toy for what it offers. Radella is proud to leave the teenager so lost in euphoria. Sucking his cock with love and care to show him how good she is as a person ..

The tips of his fingers parted his thick lips, playing with his juices. Radella is circling around your clitoris. Her step-son's penis with orange hair touches the back of his throat, making her moan as she massages his hardened knot. She swallows around Dragos, making him swear and she squeezes.

The older woman couldn't wait any longer, pushing her two fingers into her pussy, fucking her pussy while watching her son's beautiful face. The temperature rises further, forcing her to open many buttons, using her free hand to caress her breasts again.

Dragos' balls swell with anticipation, both hands folded back as he grabs the back of his neck. The teenager is imagining something he shouldn't have ... biting his lip and swallowing the guilt that approached just thinking. Radella knows he will come if he keeps this up ... but at the same time if he does ... Dragos will prove to himself that he really is a piece of shit.

No, he won't do that ..

But then,

"Ra ll- Radella ..."

He groans, filling his stepmother's throat with hot, sticky sperm. Guilt not yet known. Dragos gives everything he has. She swallows in a needy way, enjoying the salty taste by warming her belly. The healthy teenager throws a few more charges, cursing on the way. Radella is so pleased to hear her name come out of her trembling lips, swearing and incoherent moans. She is loving the distorted feeling inside her heart.

Your perfect boy, so full and with nowhere to release all this time ..

Suddenly, the woman herself moans, her sexy, desperate voice rising an octave around her son's thick cock. A pink pussy squeezes, squeezes around her a few times before her own orgasm gets wet on her palm. A sticky fluid falls from your fingers and lips to your thighs. Pinching and twisting her small nipple for additional measure .. Her son wants to have sex with her, it sends chills down her delicate and tense body. No wonder Dragos avoided her, he wanted to be inside her.

The very thought makes her smile as she runs away, soon replacing her mouth with her sex toy.

Your breathing is becoming more controlled as your heart beats more lightly. Radella takes a second, sitting on the floor while she cleans. The black-haired woman's chin dripped her son's semen onto her exposed breast.

This is so wrong .. But it feels so right.

Radella controls herself, leaving shortly thereafter so as not to cause suspicion. Dragos was still sitting, not knowing what had happened when she last looked. This VR has to be the best gift she has ever bought! He's still coming back from orgasm, pumping the device with his hand just a few more times.

The older woman closes the door behind her, licking her index finger.

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Dragos tries again when he gets home the next day, finding himself totally disappointed. He moves the headset up to sit on his head, looking at the device to see if there is some kind of non-inverted configuration. Why does it look so different than it did last night?

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Radella is pleased to see Dragos start to change, spending more time outside her room. Sure, she was sad that he didn't seem to use virtual reality for a while - but he seemed more relaxed. Towards her, anyway.

Ishimura also realizes, happy with her son's very welcome and sudden change.

"Dragos!" Radella screams. The teenager turns to her. "There's a package out there for you." Your stepmother informs you.

The redhead narrows his eyes, he hasn't bought anything in weeks. Why was your name on this huge thing? The teenager walked to his room with him in his hand. When you open it and put it to bed, your eyes widen. The moisture in his throat leaves him.

He definitely didn't ask for that! Something must have gone wrong. Yet ... Dragos was not planning to send him back.

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Radella smiles to herself, excited by all the fun to come. With her stepson's new toy, she would be able to sneak onto her bed, put her hands on her waist and get fucked by him. She can't wait!

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Dragos licked his lips with the spice that pricked them. Your stepmother was very good at cooking your favorite food, steaming white rice and fish ... the fish was delicious, but add that kick that required another glass of water?

It was a blessing.

Not to mention the way she purposely burned that tip of rice ... Radella really knew what he liked.

"It is not bad .."

The black-haired stepmother smiled. She was happy that her son enjoyed the meal so much. He was already on his third plate! The small woman bit her full lips, suddenly rubbing Dragos's neck. Playing with the tips of her orange hair, twisting the color between her fingers.

Was very good ..

Wait, what the hell am I talking about? -

Dragos shook her shoulders, continuing to eat while looking sideways at his stepmother. One that the older woman failed to see. Ishimura came in, kissing his wife on the cheek.

"Did you thank your mother for the delicious meal, son?"

The apricot-haired teenager wanted to roll his eyes. Jesus Christ. When would the old man stop doing that? It made him lose his appetite, he should know better than to eat in the kitchen versus his room.

The 16-year-old tried to leave, but was soon blocked by his annoying father.

"I liked it - thanks. Happy dad?"

"A lot, my son!"

Those brown eyes found their way back at last. When they returned to focus and Dragos went down the hall, her face appeared in his mind. Why the hell does she smile at me so much? What was that neck thing before too? Radella is getting a little too comfortable. We're not that close. Stop trying to act like that ..

'You thanked your mother'

The teenager sighed through his nostrils. How many times do I have to tell you - she's not my damn mother.

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"I don't know ... the girls just aren't going to give me a chance .." Keigo pouted, holding on to the floor. The roof of Karashima High School did not support the teenagers back, but it was better than standing.

Mizu Koji, was texting on his phone. "Maybe you should expand the age group by a few numbers."

"Yes, of course," Keigo played. "Since girls my age don't find me attractive, I'm sure hot milfs will want me."

"That's the spirit." The black-haired senior replied, his eyes still glued to the phone.

Dragos paid no attention to the couple, only drinking from the bag of nutrients he bought in the cafeteria.

"Maybe I'll go out with Dragos after school is over ..." The hopeful brunette thought. "- He has a hot milf at his house."

"Fuck," the orange haired teenager interrupted, getting up to leave.

"Wait what now -" Suddenly, the cell phone didn't catch Koji's attention.

The irritated 16-year-old rolled his eyes, kicking the exit door open. He found himself unfocused for the rest of the day as well, being called on purpose for questions to which he had no answer. All the troubled young man could do was rest his chin on his palm, look at the window and think ...

No - don't think.

Deny.

Deny the fact that she was hot. Your stepmother was so hot ..

No - what am I thinking? Am I disgusting ?!

Teen hormones ... that was all. So Dragos dismissed it as such, abandoning the thought somewhere far away. After school, the teenager found himself leaning anywhere but home. There is a question that Dragos has not answered as to why. Nor did he plan. So the 16-year-old chose to spend time at Benjamin's house. Keigo and Mizu were not invited ...

Murilo was one of Dragos' first best friends. It was easy to know when Dragos Moretti was in trouble. The young man showed his heart on his sleeve ... and his frown.

"What's happening with you?

The unfocused veteran came out of a manga that caught his eye. It was quick how he dismissed the older boy, a little too quickly. Murilo saw it through him.

"Dragos .. You know you can trust me."

The orange-colored eyebrows were low. He wasn't going to let it go, was he? The 16 year old sighed through his nostrils, scratched his apricot hair, bit his tongue.

"My - my father's new wife ..." Dragos started. Murilo heard. "It's weird. Getting up ... I don't even want to go home. I hate to see them together."

"Have you talked to your father about this yet? I know it can be difficult with your mother's passing .. see affection between him and a younger woman -"

"No. It's not that. I don't care if he wants to show affection to her .. I just -" Lies. "- I just hate how he wants me to call her mom too. This is so fucking annoying."

But the teenager did not explain why to Murilo when asked ..

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Radella was done with her chores, blowing up the car's air conditioner as she drove back home. As planned, a tall figure was on the block, 15 minutes from the Moretti Clinic. It would be quite a walk. In this heat? Forget it.

"Dragos, come in."

He ignored the car that parked beside him, continuing on his way.

"Dragos - why do you have to ignore me? I can't allow you to walk for another 15 minutes like that. Not in this almost 50 degree sun. Get in the car."

Of course, Radella was doing her best right? But didn't she know that he didn't want to? The teenager sighed, stretching his arms. It was very hot .. He rocked his behind the bag, turning to get into the passenger seat. There is no reason to be hostile, it was a good thing ..

He put on his seat belt, looking out the window when the engine started and the car was set in motion. Quiet music played softly. Brown eyes looked maliciously at the left corner as he readjusted himself in the chair.

Your thighs.

Jesus.

Who wears such short shorts? Then again, it was summer ... it wasn't like the 27 year old was asking the younger boy to look, right? Looking at his heated skin, the air conditioner only offered a cool breeze on his upper body and not on his thighs.

Radella smiled to herself, the teenager beside her swallowing before looking at another outfit.

Dragos was so helpless inside her. The little woman loved it.

At the red light, Radella placed her hand in front of Dragos's chest, palm facing away. He got her curious look, what was she doing?

"Do you feel it? The air?"

"Yes. Okay."

The rigid-bodied woman leaned forward a little, reaching for the other fan, then pressing gently against the younger boy's chest. You know, to simulate where the air was going ..

"What -" Dragos was taken aback, frowning at the sudden intrusion. "I told you - everything is fine." He insisted angrily ... secretly waiting for his stepmother to rub the back of his neck again - anticipating it as an apology ..

"Good." Radella replied, hands on the wheel when the green light came on. The teenager questioned his feeling of disappointment.

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Radella could feel his eyes on her when she got out of the car, pretending not to notice. Suddenly, when they approached the front door together, their son stopped his way, turning around. Dragos couldn't even look at her, finding the terrain easier for that. The teenager took his free hand by scratching his neck, wishing he didn't even have to say it.

"Thank you - for getting me. I appreciate that."

"You don't have to thank me for doing this. That's what mothers do."

Repentance.

Something has changed inside him. That frown returned, but without any thought of rhythm. Then that dark look found Radella easy to land. Her cheeks contracted. "I don't even know why I said that. Forget it. Do you know why your stepmothers are called that? Because women who marry men with children know their place."

The woman was silent, realizing that maybe he just needed to get it out. Even if it hurt a little. She should have known better than to cross that line too fast. Honestly, it is clear that the woman did not want to be her mother. Not with the feelings she had now. So Radella shouldn't have said that in the first place.

Still ... it was like she wanted to piss him off.

So she will allow it for him. Just one more time.

"My mom isn't here to take care of us. So, don't think you can cook food for me and my sisters, get me once and then call yourself my mom. You don't have that title and you're definitely going to win that title. me."

Dragos passed her and entered her home, making Radella feel like a burden by being left alone. Suddenly, Ishimura emerged, clearly confused by his son's attitude, which prevented him from going up the stairs. But the man's wife also left no explanation.

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Dragos was waiting for another lecture. He left the door unlocked so he wouldn't have to hear his crazy father knocking on it. But still, nobody bothered.

The angry teenager was ... surprised.

Radella hadn't complained about him ... so again, she never did. Ishimura always listened. It seems that the only time her stepmother had every right to discuss what happened between her and Dragos, she didn't.

Suddenly, the senior in high school felt bad. His father's wife has always been kind to him. It's not like she wants to upset you, right? Radella never said she was her mother, her actions were just something someone would do ... something a stepmother would do.

Why was I such an idiot?

His heart finally seemed to have the last word, forcing the teenager to contemplate. Dragos needed a plan ... he needed to make it up to her.

A simple apology. Radella was not someone he needed to exaggerate, she knew that she shouldn't say the same thing on the subject mother ... so a simple I'm sorry should be enough ..

It took him a second to get out of bed. Regret having to do such a thing ... It wasn't like pride or something stupid like that. He just found himself being so inconsistent, so out of place with her ... with Radella.

Because?

Why so hot and cold?

Without a doubt, he walked down the hall, heading towards his father's room, where he had heard his stepmother enter earlier.

Dragos was numb. His body tensed. Her throat went dry.

"Iss- Is shin! Harder ~~~"

The 16-year-old was caught by the image in front of his prying eyes. The teenager's stepmother was held by the waist, pinned against the mattress while her father fucked her. And he watched ... watched for a few more seconds, seeing it that way ... his pants got tight.

Suddenly, Dragos stepped back, gritting his teeth, his scowl deepening as he locked the bedroom door. What was this? That feeling curling up inside him? So dark, so ugly ... so frustrating? Something was manifesting, growing deep in Dragos's bones. Why did I look?

Jealousy pulled at him, laughing from somewhere in the corner of his room. He wouldn't budge, causing the apricot-haired teenager to break something on his desk. It spread against the floor next to his closet.

Dragos sighed before sitting on his bed, holding his head to relieve the headache. Why do I feel this way? What ... what the hell is wrong with me? Jealous? I'm not jealous of anything! This is my stepmother, this is my father's wife ..

Suddenly, brown eyes landed on his lump again. The balls tightened. Fuck it.

A nervous look at the bottom of the floor. The door was locked ..

Dragos wasted no time in unbuckling his belt, bending to retrieve what he received in the mail last week. He hardly expected to test it. I did nothing for 7 full days ..

The sex toy looked so ... real. The teenager would be ashamed to admit that he left him a little flushed by touching him. A female torso, soft silicone with beautiful shades of pink. Tight narrow waist, wide and wide hips with a soft butt. Real looking pussy .. Beautiful breasts with perky nipples.

The apricot-haired teenager stripped off his clothes before putting on the virtual reality headset, touching the toy's chest and back, tapping his hard cock against his soft belly. Right between the lungs, his heart raced a little faster, accompanied by his breathing following the protocol. It felt so good ... he couldn't wait to get in while looking for a video.

Radella tiptoed over to her son's room, looking both ways to make sure the bar was clean. The little woman wore only a tight, sexy silk nightgown. He barely went through what was wet with anticipation. Ishimura's favorite, but his firstborn will soon be the favorite too.

The 27-year-old pushed some hair behind her ear, using the key to silently unlock the door to her son's nook. She did it with a soft click. As before. Your blood pressure went up. She was so excited ..

Slowly, but surely, Radella was inside his room with the door closed and locked behind her. Biting her wet lips, swallowing the sounds of her watery mouth with the dirty and desperate sight before her.

The bed creaked, weighing as the pressure pushed it further. Dragos blew up the woman's mind, turning her into a messy puddle in her amateur love. The teenager she wanted to make a real man out of, show her how to fuck.

She really wanted to get in his ear and say "Let mommy teach you!" This set fire to the young woman's skin. But most importantly, it left your skin moist between the inside of your sweaty thighs.

His chest was beating like a drum. The thought of feeling him inside her, having her son's virginity - it made her crazy, crazy enough to almost expose herself as she approached very fast. This caused the teenager to stop, to get up. Radella's eyes widened.

Oh no -

Wait. Wrong.

He was probably looking for another video.

Radella took the chance, quickly taking the toy out from under the teenager, taking her place on the bed sheets and freeing her tight dress. It fit perfectly under him and his arms, which held the ginger. It felt so hot, so hot and right.

She bit her lip hard, wanting very much to spread her hands against his chest when he was about to take her. Fuck. Looking down between them - he really was bigger than his father. Her tight, flushed pussy couldn't wait.

Dragos didn't bother, the videos were not so good. How many times can you watch a blowjob or a girl catching 3 guys .. it wasn't working for him. Radella almost passed out when her step son's right hand went to the VR headset, reading to remove it until a sudden change of heart.

'(VR) Stepmother teaches her son how babies are made.'

Dragos hesitated. More so than someone who has a real stepmother. Because? Why was he so attracted to him, so tempted to click on him? His penis contracted against Radella's stomach, causing him to deal with the situation in question, pumping himself while he contemplated ... rubbing against the belly of the "toy" too ..

"Damn ... I ... I want to fuck you so much, Radella ..."

This confession was music to his ears, his low voice sent chills down his spine. He squeezed his chest in a delicious taboo. The 27-year-old opened her legs a little more, ready to take her son's cock.

No, it was no use. No way was he going to click on it ..

Forget it.

He clicked, grabbing the sheets next to Radella's head as he slowly entered, losing his virginity for the first time without knowing it. The violet eyes rolled back as his head pushed on the tight ring. Dragos' lips parted in a way that almost forced his father's wife to kiss him. The teenager stood for a moment, caught between two worlds with the extraordinary sensation. It didn't seem like that before, he was definitely doing something wrong before. Dragos did not want to lose ..

He pulled out, stopping the Japanese woman from being fucked by her step son at the same time. The young man's flushed hand groped blindly beside his new mother, looking for something and finding success.

Radella watched with shining eyes, the serotonin released in large, gentle charges as her wicked son squirted lubricant down its hardened extension. How sweet. But the beautiful woman did not hold her breath until he squirted the lubricant on her, failing at first due to the blinding headset. Radella was with the cloud, pressing a soft, trembling hand against her mouth as he rubbed her belly, then applying the product to her fucking pussy. Handling his hips like a toy, pulling his lower body higher on his lap so he could spill the lubricant more easily.

Radella couldn't help it, moaning like a little whore as her son licked her clitoris. She was practically upside down on her bed, with her chin resting on the top of her chest while he kept his lips open. She was in sinful heaven, not even afraid of being caught. The year 27 was really waiting!

"Mhm, mo oree ~ me to out ~~"

Dragos loved the taste .. I think the silicone with the lubricant was salty and dime. Spicy, but with hints of something ... indescribable. Although sweet, and ... sticky. So, so sticky ..

He took every fiber of the woman's body so as not to rub his hips against his son's mouth, crush his hot, aching heat on his lips and tongue. What was happening was unbelievable, it was incredible and she desperately needed more. But for Dragos, he didn't lubricate the toy so he could spend more time ... it was a toy, he didn't feel anything.

No, the lubricant was for him.

Radella's toes curled when he placed the sex doll back against his bed, ready to fuck this thing as hard as he wanted.

Radella's core throbbed. His folds gleamed with Dragos's brilliant preparation and provocative spit, suddenly separated when her husband's son entered fully the first time.

Dragos wasn't even watching that stupid video. Her eyelids were closed ... imagining her. The whole time he didn't know she was under him, breathing her name sweetly and softly, shuddering and whimpering every inch. But the 16-year-old was only slow to enter, settling for a moment while pushing his stepmother completely, as if he were fantasizing.

The sexy milf has never felt so full, savoring the overwhelming sensation, tightening around the intrusion. "Dragos, baby ... fuck mommy hard now. As much as you hate her."

Being so connected without knowing it had its advantages. Radella shivered with joy when her son grabbed his left and right hips.

"You want something better, don't you?" The 16-year-old whispered to his imagination. "You want a fat cock."

Dragos locked his toy in place when he started to fuck his stepmother with all his might. The bed creaked violently, moving so abruptly as Radella screamed, tears wetting her cheeks with pleasure as her evil son ended his frustration. His hands picked up his sheets aggressively, holding on while his body was used. Each feeling of sick taboo finally resolved, making violet orbs cloudy with lust and half closed with zero guilt. His tongue extended with pride, allowing his sounds to fall much more easily. His tight body rocked back and forth, getting fucked in his bed like that.

However, suddenly, Dragos stopped, grabbing her waist and turning the 27-year-old girl over. Radella was nervous, almost seeing her long waist-length hair running over Dragos's hand, but she missed. She was quiet, biting her abused tongue as he leaned over her arched body. Taking her breast from behind while his cock pressed against her ass. Radella tried her best to flatten herself like a doll, unable to suppress the urge to push her fat ass against him.

Dragos groaned, not even noticing.

Radella's tone rose two octaves as her little amateur tried to get in from behind, holding her waist with her free hand. "Drag .. go ..! Mh m–" Finally, he entered her wet and sloppy pussy trying to fit in, making her hum sweetly when he reached the cable. Radella hugged the pillow, comforting her head, which moved along with her son's penetration. Big, beautiful eyes closed happily, enjoying the brutal fuck, moaning as he pinched and twisted her pink nipple, squeezed and massaged her breast.

Beats on the skin echoed in his silent room, heavy breaths and curses left his lips. A sticky, slimy lubricant spurted up Radella's legs every time Dragos sank into her too.

"Plea seee, please Dragos .. cum on the side of me ~!"

Radella's legs locked, she stiffened her lower body, wanting to feel that buildup explode inside her and fuck her, leave her numb for minutes and suck all rational and proper thought, just having her son's penis in hers. giving her these feelings and emotions -

Dragos's grip on his toy grew strong, increased by the same kind of speed he suddenly picked up, ready to empty his week-long load into his tight little sperm tank.

This face, this body -

The way his stepmother's lips part when he says her name ...

"Mom .. I'm about to -!"

Hearing such a thing left the mother in an overwhelming acceleration.

"Please, I .. I want to have your babies ~"

The milf's cunt tightened around him unlike before, milking his cock even more as he moaned about his orgasm, pressing his face into his pillow to drown out the fighting sound. Radella screamed his name, right next to her unknown step son while her moist heat spurted on his still-moving erection. They became one, soon the woman became porridge, having her waist held like that while Dragos fucked her a few more times, panting heavily as each drop hit her uterus through the abused cervix.

Finally the teenager calmed down, dropping his worn toy while remembering his breathing. Radella stood there like a mess, dipping a finger against the inside of her thigh to collect some spilled strawberry cream. The woman smiled licking the flavor, too addicted to her son.

He slowly sat up, allowing Radella to carefully fix her legs while she gently left the bed, quickly replacing his presence with the gift she bought.

The woman couldn't walk in a straight line ... stopping for a moment while smiling to herself. Dragos impressed her by fucking her like that. Mischievous boy.

The door closed behind her as she headed for the bathroom, entering the shower to wash away her sin and her son's sperm. She couldn't wait for what to come next ..

Maybe she would buy a VR. Along with a nice toy too.

And maybe let your step son in.

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

Dragos took off the headset and raised an eyebrow at his toy. It was cold, unlike what I felt five minutes ago. He pushed the thought away. Hey, maybe Radella came in without him knowing? Heh ... it's not possible ...

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

It was getting too late. Even the birds knew it was better to keep flying and sleep. Murilo Benjamin was a nice guy, he wouldn't send Dragos away, no matter what time. Even at 1:35 am. The high schoolboy could still say something that weighed heavily on his friends' minds. So if the redhead wanted to stay a little longer than he had in the past few days, he would be welcome.

But even so, Dragos Moretti knew it was time to go. The teenager said goodbye, leaving his hiding place in the distance as he started to return home.

A family car with a woman he knew well inside appeared. Dragos felt like an idiot having to be caught like a child. More irritated by the fact that it was ... her. Radella always had a way of coming when he needed her - no - needed her, huh?

The very reason he was unable to think clearly was constantly surrounding the self within his space. However, he didn't complain when she rubbed her neck and then her arm on the way home, asking why the schoolboy's mood seemed so low.

This is so good.

No - it doesn't matter.

The ginger pinched the bridge of the nose, thoughts went to the sides and inside out. He pushed away her touch, didn't say much when he got out of the car next to thank.

Radella watched him from afar as he went back inside, her chest seemed to tighten at the thought of him struggling.

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

For days, Dragos did not spend time at home. Murilo's house or Keigo. It wasn't the normal teen storyline either. His domestic life was not complicated with a hostile family. It was because of her. For being very welcoming.

The past few weeks have been ... incredible.

Ishimura discovered some notes and talked to her son about them. Nothing impossible to fix, but still worrying. Dragos Moretti had a great deal happening a little bit, but at some point during the past few months - he lost his focus. Of course, the 16-year-old ginger was unable to explain exactly when his father asked why.

But as easily as Ishimura believed Dragos's excuse, he easily let the matter pass.

Radella, however? That was a different story. See, Dragos didn't like to be pushed or pushed on anything. But, damn it, he also didn't like being able to do anything. Getting her to put that foot on the floor and force him to study, sit down next to him and guide him in the right direction with an iron fist.

He loved it.

But not only that secretly - the time they spent together in the past few weeks ... it was really good. Radella managed to make him smile. She even heard him laugh. This was unprecedented. Even his sisters were surprised to hear that.

So, of course, his stepmother managed to break down his barriers just enough, to make him open up about his mother's passing. The woman comforted him, forced Dragos to look her in the eye while she forced him to know that it was no one's fault. It was definitely not his fault.

Radella had even opened up about her own sister and her untimely death. It was healing, it was so calming. They both appreciated each other in the end. Dragos found himself pretending not to understand certain questions, just so that she would stay by his side for longer.

After those few weeks of study, the whole effort was put to nothing. Dragos Moretti had passed the test and his overall grade promised to improve.

Both stayed awake longer than necessary each night, too busy to count sheep while thinking about each other.

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

The teenager tried to grab breakfast before leaving, but the idea of ​​his father being in the kitchen convinced him otherwise. The last year of high school was careless, not doing a good job of masking the fact.

"What's wrong with him? Huh? What did I do?"

Radella could only offer a smile to her confused husband, placing a comforting hand to rub his back. "He's going to change his mind. Maybe ... he's just in a bad mood. Teenagers are a complicated bunch. The moody ones."

He sighed. "Maybe you're right. Psh, I don't need him. I have two wonderful daughters that I love, who will never hate me-"

"Is not true."

Sakura joined the conversation, picking up a pancake beside him.

The father joked. The stepmother laughed. The other sister covered her mouth.

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

The look on Ishimura's face seemed to resonate in his mind. Dragos felt bad. The frown softened as he ate a horrible breakfast at school. Why am I treating the old man so badly? From a disgusting passion? What have I been up to lately?

So, while he was thinking about it, one of the reasons he was avoiding so much home was not just due to Radella. It was also the idea of ​​seeing her father at home with her. This made the teenager's blood boil.

I need to control myself. I have to let it go. She is my stepmother.

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

It wasn't long before Benjamin was on his back again. Not only did Dragos fail to hide his emotions from his father before, but also from his friends. Even Vonderheide and Iona knew.

Eventually, before classes ended and the group of friends was on the roof, they made him speak.

But Dragos Moretti was very careful, finally revealing his situation in the most vague and clean way. To everyone else, it just seemed like a passion that wasn't likely, as if the person he was talking about had a boyfriend.

You are definitely not married to your father ..

"Get a girlfriend, my stupidly smart and stupid little cousin." Vonderheide sighed, lifting his glasses. "Stop wasting time with someone who is in prison. This is very stupid."

"Yes, Dragos! I know many girls who want to date you. I can arrange a date for you in two minutes." Iona insisted, squeezing her boyfriend's arm.

Dragos was not a fan of the answers ... but he knew it made sense. It was the right thing to do. Moving on ... such a thing was so unforgivable. So disgusting and wrong. Morally unconscious. He felt like a fool to even entertain such a thought ..

Feeling something for my own stepmother?

Ended.

"You guys are right .. I just need a distraction."

Suddenly, their faces fell. The trio looked at each other, but rejected Dragos's questioning. Murilo, however, told the truth when his best friend stopped him when they all left the roof a little later.

"A distraction. Is that what you call getting a girlfriend? Of course, you're not ready to stop thinking about this Dragos girl .."

"ME -"

"Okay. We don't choose who we like ... it's never easy to move on. I hope you can soon."

The redhead stayed on top of his school for a while, alone. Scratching his head and wondering why the hell did he say such a thing.

Shit.

He was as lost as he was before. Getting into a relationship wouldn't work ... or should I say, distraction. The only person who could stop this feeling, this attraction to Radella, would be him. He needed to stop this. He needed to stop allowing himself to give in to the temptation of thinking.

You were just rubbing one, right? Fantasizing?

It shouldn't be that hard ..

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

Dragos had packed up all the virtual reality stuff some time ago. But now he made a point of hiding it even more, packing it under heavy things that would require a lot of effort to look for. Something that, hopefully, would make him lose interest in finding out if he felt the need to use it again.

Still, the teenager felt a hot sweat. At least a week ago ... he could do this without thinking about her. He was not a pathetic guy who could only come thinking about his stepmother.

He found himself wondering why he bit. No - he erased the thought. Pretended it never happened.

The closet door opened, but only for the redhead to put on some light clothes to sleep. Dragos took a towel and headed for the shower.

That's when everything would become difficult.

As the redhead walked down the hall and passed everyone's rooms, the dim light from his father's office penetrated through the small crack in the door. He ignored it at first, still going into the bathroom to put his clothes and towel there. But he soon left, too, quickly returning to Ishimura's office to turn off the light.

Dragos's throat ran dry. Her legs almost locked, her heartbeat sped up inside that tight chest.

That damp throat was suddenly presented with this. His mouth was watering at the sight before him. It was as if the teenager was possessed, his own feet walking towards him to enter the room silently. He even closed the door behind him.

Dragos Moretti started to get so fucking hard, stuffing himself into his pants while his naked and blindfolded stepmother sat in the big computer chair. Those delicate legs were spread wide while she fucked herself with a pink dildo. Whispering something sweet and desperate, grabbing her right breast in need.

How could this be happening, at all times in your life? Do not leave.

Fuck ... fuck, I don't want to ..!

His hand was already wrapped around the erection inside his pants, twisting his shoes as those brown eyes drank from the lustful sight before him.

He couldn't leave. It was impossible to leave! She was breathtaking, she was beautiful ..

Every part of it is beautiful ..

Breathing, whispering, the sheen of sweat, pink pussy and fluffy breasts, long black hair ... that pale, creamy skin begging to be licked ... Dragos felt dizzy with lust. His penis has never been so swollen, as hard as a rock. Being gifted inches from his stepmother while she touched herself ... he wanted to thank her ... he was so horny he wanted to thank her.

A million thoughts swam through your heated, heavy mind. However, the teenager ignored them, just focusing on what was in front of him, trying to stifle his moans when his lower body started to lock up. Such a taboo situation, just minutes from everything falling apart ..

"Ishimura - st - stop looking at me. Give me the real thing as you promised ~"

The brown eyes widened.

"Ishimura ~~ look. Look how bad I ed yo u .."

Dragos swallowed, practically drooling at the sight before him. Destined for your own father ..

Her stepmother slowly pulled out her toy, allowing all the moist, juicy heat to spill out of her a little. She opened her small open hole, turning her son's world upside down as she circled a finger around him.

"Please fill me up ~~"

Dragos's balls tightened. He could feel something working inside his lower body, preparing to implode inside her.

All shaky thoughts have become one and only one.

The man who created it.

Didn't he mean anything?

I ... I'm sorry, Dad.

Dragos had taken off enough clothes when he reached the side of the room quickly, biting his lip hard and breathing hard as his stepmother held him tightly. She thought he was Ishimura, kissing his chest from top to bottom and feeling his body with grace.

Dragos was excited and nervous, shaking slightly at the thought of his virginity being taken away by his stepmother ... holy shit. He was going to have sex with her! He was really going to have sex with her - and she thought he was her father!

His hands tightened and held her plump, plump ass, resting her face in her hair as those eyelids closed peacefully.

The 16-year-old has never felt so excited, so wrapped in a dark burgundy scent covering his skin with gasoline.

She was the match, suddenly using two hands to pull and pump between them, kissing and licking his chest in the meantime, too short to catch his lips ... All he could do was groan and moan ... so deliciously drowned in euphoria. His world was injected with fiery reds and all the colors nearby, while he soon played with her breasts. He enjoyed the small fat, tightening and massaging her soft skin. Taking nipples between your first two digits and squeezing between them ... learning delicious little sensual sounds ...

Dragos had an open-mouthed smile, like a wicked bastard delighting in his own stepmother's confusion, his body shaking and shaking randomly as he climbed to the next level.

She is pumping my dick ..

"Do you like it? Do you like it when mommy plays with you ?!"

Dragos' hard breath suddenly hitched and hitched in his throat tightly. He groaned, swallowing the thought of his stepmother's little nicknames she had with her father ... and how she didn't realize the irony tonight.

It looked so distorted and wrong ... it's just so perfect.

His hips continued to fuck his stepmother's working hands, yet he rubbed and squeezed her fluffy breasts and fat ass, moaning as quietly as he could.

Suddenly, the blind woman's other hand folded tried to wrap around Dragos's neck, promoting him to restrain himself. If Radella wanted a kiss she would end up missing a beard ...

Ishimura would no longer be part of the Illusion, would he?

"Isshi-?"

Suddenly, Radella was manipulated by a man, grabbed by the waist and forced to sit at the table next to her. His back was cold from the wood, but it didn't matter. She was so warm inside, aching, anticipating what was to come. Its core pulsed, leaking clear sticky fluids as a large stick rubbed lightly over it. Dragos stood for a moment, his thumbs almost touching with the grip on his waist. The 27-year-old woman hummed, loving the feeling of those big, strong hands tightening around her.

"Please .. please put it inside me .."

Dragos's length contracted. The very fantasy he had for months and seconds to come true.

He was nervous. Sweating with what was to come. The teenager then moved closer, placing one of his legs around her.

"Mhm .. God - yes .. do this, show me,"

His eyelids closed tightly when he began to enter in moderation, trying to go slowly so that she could accept the circumference more. Slowly, slowly, more heat and humidity per centimeter, he sank .. the more she whimpered and thanked him ..

It was creamy and cramped paradise ..!

Her stepmother's walls were made of silk.

His desperate voice sounded like sweet music.

It looked so comfortably familiar, but surprisingly new. It was unbelievable. Gently, the eyes opened for such a treatment below him. He shuddered when the penetration started, watching his own sexy expression ... the pink flush, the wrinkled nose and the way his swollen lips fell open as he uncontrollably picked up the pace. And God, the fold of the sleeping mask made things even more taboo.

The table moved, making sounds that filled the office.

It was difficult to escape his incredible tiny ring, he sucked it. It was like a velvety dream, from which he hoped he would not wake up. His whole body flushed with need, needing to get closer and deeper into it.

When it came to guilt or regret, he never greeted his body. Now? There was no way for her father to do something like that to Radella again ... she was his.

"Mhm ~ keep using me .. ~"

That soft, weak voice made the teenager prepare for impact. His ears burned, his stomach turned, and his knees looked like he was about to pass out. Penetration increased, with early orgasm approaching the nearby, flaming corner.

After all, he was only 16 ... his son's sloppy, amateurish and desperate fuck turned her on even more. This was making her abused vagina soaked. The teenager was like a dog in heat, trying to mate with a fucking toy.

It was almost adorable.

"Hn ~! Hah! Yes .. yes, even stronger - go as hard as you want, baby!"

And then he heard.

Her hand reached out to her son, clutching her stomach to feel that light, muscular body, any inch of him. But she was pushed down, held tightly when Dragos captured her lips in a first needy and hungry kiss. Moaning and breathing into his mouth as he thrust into her so hard it almost hurt, hot charges filled his insides in the meantime.

She sucked, squeezing the walls to milk him even more to the last drop, moving her own hips to help. He was blind for a moment, losing all sight and color, clinging to the edge of the table as it continued to crack violently.

Radella was so impressed, proud of her son as he continued to try to kiss her. Too nervous to slip on the tongue ...

He groaned when his stepmother showed him the way, holding his unshaven face, while whispering his father's name, sucking on his tongue. Dragos weakly continued to move, still coming back from his hot, heavy orgasm. He has never felt so satisfied in his life ... ever.

What an experience. One that he wanted to recreate every day ... every hour if he could -

Dragos' upper body fell backwards, making his hips move in a rhythm to ride his toes curving, the taut vein showing the orgasm a little more ...

When it was over, or at least calmed down - the teenager swallowed, almost stumbling a little when he left. Moving further away while putting on his clothes. Radella remained at the table, rubbing her thighs. The spiky red hair didn't even let it finish. It was so selfish of him. But Dragos was an amateur, remember? She would make him finish what he started right away.

But for now, Radella pretended to relax, listening to him move and giving his stepson enough time to leave the room. Slowly, she undid the blind fold, licking her lips with excitement.

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

Dragos took a bath for longer than he thought, to the point where the water cooled. There was no questioning what happened. It happened. Regret finally sang his song, guilt soon joined the haunted chorus. If there was a way to find out if she was interested ... if she really wanted him there. He felt sick to his stomach.

He slept with his father's wife. He fucked his stepmother!

Why did I do that? Why didn't I just leave? What if she talks to my dad about it and he asks what the hell is she talking about ?!

I had sex with Radella ...

Her cheeks contracted. His erection got even harder.

No..

I have to let it go. I - I got it out of my system. Ended.

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

Dragos destroyed the VR the next morning, putting the trash lid back on top. It was pornography's fault ... yes, that was pornography's fault ... even though he felt a strange attraction to Radella every month before he even looked at those things online ...

But Dragos denied it, removing the thought from his memory. It was pornography. Just it.

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

School was difficult again. Barely concentrating, barely speaking or listening. Everyone called him. Teachers, friends, even people walking down the street trying to get your attention.

It was more than just stepmother pornography.

Was always ..

The way she made him feel. The first day they met ... It was as if he had met her before. It was an indescribable chemistry that brought them together. In good or bad times .. he wanted to be close to her. He denied it at first. Then he relented. So he denied it ... so he gave in - shit! Always so hot and cold - why couldn't Dragos just leave? What was so difficult?

There was a lot of dread in the teenager's heart. Terrified that he knew she could fix it .. "If something bothers you .. or if you just want to talk, come to me. I will listen to you. I will help you."

The image of his stepmother echoed in his mind. After all, she said that ..

Okay, Radella, so help me with this.

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

The house was empty, it was just them. Ishimura had taken the girls to the supermarket, Toru was going to cook tonight, some dish from abroad, so they all went to a nearby market.

Dragos took the opportunity to sit and talk to his stepmother. When she heard that he wanted to speak, she was more than happy. He appreciated his kindness, but still struggled to get the words out. Oh, how the 27 loved their nervous itchy neck. The way those eyes looked anywhere but at her.

You were inside me .. look me in the eye.

It made her want to laugh.

"What should I do if my heart and head are telling me two different things. But for some reason ... do I want to hear what is wrong?"

The woman raised an eyebrow, resting her small chin on the palm of her hand. "Well, I'm going to need more information. I can't go into such a trivial context. Not when it's eating you up like that .."

She tried to run her hand through his hair, but he stopped her, holding her hand a little longer.

"No, I - it's about a girl. She's with someone else."

Radella folded her hands, nodding silently. Pretending to 'understand'. She loved it ..

"I see. I'm sorry. Your heart shouldn't be held back with so much restraint and stress. Let me help you on which path to take."

Dragos swore what Radella would say next, which would probably be moving on - he would. Because more than certainly it was a signal to move on with it. It's him -

"Wait. Just wait and you'll find out how much she likes you. I know that."

Radella had stood up, placed a hand on his shoulder as she kissed her son's cheek, then walked away.

Dragos blushed on that area of ​​skin, looking at the floor, feeling lost as usual. Your plan failed ..

Or was it successful?

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

Ishimura got a promotion in his main job, guaranteeing a good dinner and a mini celebration. The wine spilled and went everywhere except for the glasses. It was perfect.

Dragos watched from across the room, arms crossed, pretending to be interested in the Toru recipe she was talking about. Watching her stepmother with darker eyes as she and her father laughed and danced.

He struggled to be kinder to his father, but he couldn't help being angry. He had to leave the room, just leave a little bit ..

Radella .. what do I do now? Such an idiotic question when I know the answer. I have to go ... suddenly his eyes land on the trash next to him. Just one more time.

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

It was late. Everyone was sleeping. Dragos locked the door and turned on the VR. He didn't have much time, low battery. Then he fixed the toy on his torso and undressed. The blood in his body started to go south, anticipating what was coming next, what weighed on his mind. Shameless at the moment, I just need ...

"Radella ..."

Dragos was in his bed, sliding all the way back so he was sitting against the headboard. He put the toy on his lap, pretending that his father's wife was getting ready to assemble it.

Step Mom Fucks Son HQ

A video read. The spiky auburn hair groaned, pumping just before letting the toy sink into it. It wasn't real, but it was better than nothing ..

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

Radella tied her pajama shorts in the front, adjusting the straps of her blouse before getting out of the shower. Ishimura was knocked out with a mixture of good night cinderella and elephant tranquilizer ...

The black haired milf left her room, walking sinfully to her son's lair .. Smiling at the sounds coming out of her door ..

She took the keys ..

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

Dragos gripped the doll's waist tightly, pushing it over him, cursing her name ...

-XxX-XxX-XxX-

Radella bit her lip, smiling, slowly coming out of her ass. Carefully, very carefully, she climbed onto his bed, positioning herself on his legs. She thanked her lucky star when Dragos, behind the headset, stopped pushing and pulled, leaving the toy on his chest, pumping himself just below, about to shove it back.

Quickly, Radella grabbed him and pulled him up slightly, letting the side of the fake hips caress Dragos's wrist and fall to the side, then pressing his own side into his hand.

He quickly felt around, then found his toy and pulled it close, pushing that fake cunt into his hard, veined cock.

Brown eyes and violet eyes rolled back. Mouths fell open. It was so perfect that Radella finally managed to have fun again. She moved her hips in small circles, trying her best to have him pressed against her clit ... at the same time, trying to be careful not to let her arms touch him. It was quite hard work!

Once again the 27 year old milf was in heaven, having a 16 year old suck on her cute pink nipples like that, I hug her lower body as hard as he worked on her so determinedly ...

He released me, rubbing his toy, kissing the skin ...

But suddenly...

Dragos lifted the headset. Slowly brown irises searched the view below, analyzing every inch, almost feeling as if with a blink the dream would end ...

Radella's spirit almost left her body when she froze, her heart beating out of her chest when her stepson locked eyes with hers ... His expression seemed to falter when the world outside stopped spinning. The beating of her breasts resided in her eardrums.

The female universe seemed almost concave, each fear manifested in front of her in mere seconds. His chest contracted ugly, his eyelids felt heavy ... The repercussions of a crooked and dirty act would not be light! Would be -

"Mhm - the owh ~~!" He gripped the beautiful woman's hip hard with the other hand, holding her immobile as he started to fuck her stepmother brutally, looking deeply into his gaze. No regret or shame. All her racing thoughts finally answered ... she made him feel so full inside his chest. So golden.

"God, yes, as strong as you want ~!"

The VR was thrown somewhere to the side while the bed creaked and creaked as the lovers fucked. Both adult sinners smiling at each other as they become one. Radella couldn't believe it, realizing that he had seen the whole thing ... and loved it. Dragos was ecstatic, understanding then how many times his stepmother had actually entered his room, making him clench his teeth at how hard she left him.

"Since when-?"

Radella's hand warmed the side of his face, warm and pleasant. "From the beginning .. mhmn ~ now make mo… mmy cum ~"

Blurred violet eyes closed when her new boyfriend happily pushed on her a few more times, panting heavily as the hot sperm filled her toy. Every last drop reached his stepmother's womb, passing through the exhausted cervix. The milf purred, moaning her son's name deliciously as she felt Dragos pour into her once again, unleashing her own devastating orgasm. "P - fuck it! Fill me ~~ -" Finally. There is no need to stifle screams of gratitude with your hand while your legs are shaking gently, your abdomen contracts. Oh, how hot he felt, just right. Her legs wrapped around him, keeping him close as she got rid of her, feeling him pulse and spill inside her as she did the same around him.

"Dragos!"

"Rad - Radella ~ fuck, mom ~~"

Oh, how she loved ... how she loved the way he could call his mother then ... that low voice, reduced to such a needy boy ...

The two slept next to each other that night. Well, eventually, after they stopped talking softly to each other ..

Hours of sweet touches and kisses, promises and plans ..

It ended with Radella sleeping on his chest. She returned to her room before 8 am, minutes before Ishimura woke up.

It was the beginning of a very interesting relationship. One they realized they desperately needed. Nobody would get in the middle of this ..