Chapter 3: Set Up
After tossing and turning for what seemed like hours, Emma rolled over to check the time on her phone: 1:00 AM. She groaned, pulling the pillow over her head. She couldn't get the image of Michael's massive cock out of her mind. It was like her subconscious was on a loop, replaying the sight over and over again. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't deny the intense curiosity and desire that had taken root within her.
She tossed the pillow aside, sitting up in bed. She needed to get this out of her system, or she'd go crazy. She quickly tiptoed to her door, She sighed, before gathering her courage.
She tiptoed down the hallway, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. She paused outside Michael's bedroom door, her hand reaching for the doorknob. She took a deep breath and slowly turned the knob, cracking the door open just enough to see inside.
The room was dark, lit only by the soft glow of the nightlight in the bathroom. She could see Michael's form under the covers, his breathing steady and slow. He was asleep, just as she had hoped. She hesitated for a moment, her brain screaming at her to turn back, but her body was already moving towards the bed.
She quietly slipped into the room, her heart pounding in her chest. She could see Michael lying on his side, the covers pulled up to his waist. She took a deep breath and slowly began to pull the covers down, inch by inch.
Michael stirred slightly, his brows furrowing. Emma froze, her heart leaping into her throat. But he settled back down, his breathing returning to its steady rhythm. She let out a shaky breath and continued her mission.
As the covers slid down, she could see his thick, muscular thighs. She swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry.
She was doing this. She was really doing this. She bit her lower lip, her hands trembling slightly as she reached out to touch him. Her fingers brushed against his thigh, the muscles tense and firm beneath his skin. She let out a soft gasp, the sensation sending a jolt of electricity through her.
Michael stirred again, his brows furrowing. Emma's heart pounded in her chest, her breathing coming in short, shallow gasps. She froze, her hand still on his thigh, her eyes wide with fear and anticipation. But Michael didn't wake up. He simply shifted in his sleep, his leg moving slightly beneath her touch. She reached into the fly of his boxers , her heart pounding as she wrapped her fingers around his length. She felt it grow in her hand, hardening to its full size. She gasped softly, her eyes wide with shock and arousal. It was even bigger than she had imagined.
She stared at it, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, but she couldn't stop herself. She had to know what it felt like, had to know what all the fuss was about. She slowly stroked him, her hand moving up and down his length. He was so hard, so thick, and she could feel his pulse throbbing through his veins.
She didn't know where this bravery came from, but she was committed now. She started to move her hand faster, her grip tightening as she stroked him harder. Michael stirred again, this time making a low groan. Emma's heart leapt into her throat, but she didn't stop. Instead, she leaned down and took him into her mouth.
“Mmm” Michael moaned as he instinctively reached down and began guiding her head up and down along his length. Emma's cheeks hollowed out as she sucked on him, her tongue swirling around the tip. She couldn't believe how big he was, but she found herself eager to take as much of him in as possible. She moved her head faster, moaning softly as her free hand began to fondle his balls. “Mmm Jo-Jo, that feels great” he groaned in his sleep.
Michael's breathing became more ragged, his body tensing as he felt the pleasure building.
Emma continued to suck and stroke him, her heart racing with a mixture of excitement and fear. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, that she was actually taking her stepfather’s cock into her mouth. But despite the taboo nature of the act, she found herself enjoying the power she held over him.
“That’s it, baby,” Michael murmured, his voice thick with desire as he drifted in and out of consciousness. “Suck that cock, just like you know I like it…”
Emma’s cheeks flushed with arousal as she felt him thicken even more in her mouth.
She could feel the pulsing of his cock against her tongue, and she knew he was close. She redoubled her efforts, taking him deeper into her throat than she ever had before.
Suddenly, Michael’s body tensed, and he let out a low moan. Emma felt the first hot spurts of his come hit the back of her throat, and she swallowed reflexively. She continued to suck and stroke him, milking him for every last drop.
When he finally softened in her mouth, Emma let him slip out, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her heart pounding in her chest.
“Mmm, Joey that was…” suddenly he seemed to wake up, he looked down to see Emma, sucking the last of his cum from his cock . A mix of shock and betrayal flashed across his face.
“Emma? What the… What are you doing?” he demanded, his voice thick with sleep and surprise.
Emma froze, panic flooding her system. She quickly scrambled off the bed, her mind racing for an explanation.
“I… I didn’t know what I was doing,” she stammered, her eyes wide with fear. “I-I’m sorry, Dad. I don’t know what came over me.”
Michael sat up in bed, the sheets tangled around his waist. He tried to tuck his hard cock back into his pants without success , his eyes narrowing as he looked at her.
"Emma, that's not okay. You can't just... just do something like that."
Emma wrung her hands together, her eyes welling up with tears. "I know, I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me. I just... I saw you in the shower this morning , and I couldn't stop thinking about it. I had to know what it felt like."
Michael sighed, running a hand over his face. "Emma, this is a big deal. What we just did... it's wrong. It's not okay."
Emma nodded, her tears spilling over onto her cheeks.
"I know. I'm so sorry, Dad. But I had to know." Michael looked at her, his expression softening. He knew he should be angry, but he couldn't help but feel a twinge of arousal. He sighed, pulling the covers up to his waist. "Emma, we can't do this again. It's not right, and it's not healthy. You understand that, don't you?"
Emma nodded again, sniffling and wiping her tears away with the back of her hand.
"I understand, Dad. I'm so sorry."
Michael sighed, looking at his daughter. He knew he should be angry, but he couldn't help but feel a strange mix of guilt, surprise, and yes, even a bit of pride. She was his daughter, and she had just shown him a level of boldness and sexual curiosity that he hadn't expected, and he had to admit, it felt bloody good.
He was now faced with the dilemma of how to handle this situation, how to deal with the fact that his step-daughter had just given him one hell of a blowjob, and a damn good one at that.
He looked at her, standing there, her cheeks still flushed with a mixture of arousal and fear. He knew he should be angry, should shout at her, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Instead, he sighed and lifted the sheet, inviting her under the covers with him. "Come here, Emma," he said, his voice soft and gentle.
Emma frown disappeared as she quickly climbed into the bed next to him , still sniffling softly. Michael wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him. He felt her body shaking with quiet sobs, her head resting on his bare chest.
"It's okay," he murmured, stroking her hair softly. "I'm not mad at you, sweetheart. I just want you to be honest with me."
Emma hiccupped, her tears soaking into his chest. "I-I'm sorry, Dad. I really am. I don't know what came over me."
Michael kissed the top of her head gently. "I know, honey, and I’m not going to lie, it felt really good, but…” he paused as he felt Emma’s hand gently grasp his cock, stroking it slowly
.
“But what, Dad?” she asked innocently, her voice dripping with seduction.
Michael took a deep breath, his body tensing at her touch. “Emma, we can’t do this. It’s wrong, and it’s not healthy for either of us.”
“Why not?” she pouted, her hand moving faster, her grip tightening around his cock. “I want to. You want to. Why can’t we just… enjoy each other? No-one will know”
Michael’s breath hitched as Emma’s strokes quickened, sending waves of pleasure through his body. He clenched his jaw, trying to maintain control.
“Well I guess there's no denying the chemistry between us,” he said, his voice thick with arousal. “But it's not just about that, Emma. It's about the emotional and psychological implications. We're father and daughter, for God's sake.”
Emma's hand slowed, but she didn't stop. “Umm, stepdaughter, and So what? Love is love, right? And this is what love feels like to me.”
Michael shook his head, searching for the right words. “No, Emma, this isn't love. This is lust. And even if it were love, it would still be incest.”
“No it wouldn’t be… we’re not related by blood .” Emma argued.
“Emma, it’s still wrong. And regardless , I’m your Father, I have to be the voice of reason here.”
Emma's strokes slowed to a stop, before she climbed on top of him, Michael doing nothing to stop her. “But I want this, Dad. I want you. And I think you want me too. I’ve seen the way you look at me.
You can’t hide it anymore.”
Michael felt a pang of guilt mixed with desire as he looked into her pleading eyes. “Emma, I can’t. You’re my daughter. I’m supposed to protect you, not…”
Emma reached down and guided Michael’s cock to the entrance of her pussy , her eyes locking with his. Please, just this once. No one has to know.”
Michael hesitated, his body aching with the desire to give in, but his mind screaming at him to stop. He looked into her eyes, seeing the determination and want in them. He sighed, knowing he was about to cross a line that could never be uncrossed.
“Alright, Emma. But just this once. And we will never speak of it again.”
Emma smiled, a mix of excitement and relief washing over her. She lowered herself onto him, her pussy stretching to accommodate his size. “Oh daddy,” she moaned as she slid down his huge cock. “You’re so big , it feels so good.”
Michael’s eyes rolled back in his head as he felt her wet, tight pussy envelop him. He had never felt anything so tight before, and he had to admit that it felt incredible. He reached up and lifted her nightie off, seeing her perfect little tits for the first time
Emma moaned again, her hips beginning to move of their own accord. She threw her head back, her long dark hair cascading down her back, and began to ride him with a ferocity that surprised even herself.
Michael gripped her hips, helping her to move in a rhythm that was absolutely intoxicating.
Back at Jo’s house, Billy had woken up and was struggling to get back to sleep as he was so turned on by his stepmother’s little fashion parade earlier in the day . He tossed and turned, his hand straying down to his cock and quickly wrapping around it. He closed his eyes, his mind going back to the sight of Jo in that tiny bikini. He could still see her body, her tits barely covered, her ass looking incredible in those tiny bottoms.
He stroked his big cock, trying to imagine what it would feel like to be inside of her. To feel her wet pussy wrapped around him, her tits bouncing as he thrust into her. He groaned, his grip tightening as he started to move his hand faster. “Fuck yeah, thats it mom, suck my big cock .” he moaned as he imagined Jo on her knees in front of him, her mouth filled with his cock.He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as his strokes became more frantic. “What’s that mom, you want me to fuck you in the ass?”
Jo had always been a light sleeper, so the sound of Billy’s voice was enough to rouse her. “You like my big dick in your ass mom, don’t you?”’ Was pretty much the first thing Jo heard when she woke up. She sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes and trying to make sense of the situation.
“Do you let dad fuck you in the ass mom like this?” she heard Billy say from his room next door.
“You look so sexy mom with my cock in your ass ,” he continued, his voice hoarse with desire.
Jo sat up in bed, her heart pounding. She wasn’t sure what to think or feel. She had heard enough to know that Billy was having a very vivid fantasy involving her, his large cock and her ass. She stared at the wall between their rooms, her breath coming in short gasps.
She climbed out of bed and quietly "Oh, Mom, you feel so good. Your ass is so tight around my big cock," he groaned. Jo felt a strange sensation in her stomach, a mix of shock and arousal. She couldn't believe she was hearing this, but she couldn't deny that it was turning her on. She continued toward his room, his voice getting louder and louder, until she eventually stopped outside his room and quietly opened the door.
She looked inside and saw something she would likely never forget, Billy was laying naked on top of his bed while madly stroking the biggest dick she had ever seen. Michael was big, but his 10 inch cock paled into insignificance when compared to Billy’s monstrous 12 inch appendage
She moved her hand down to her pussy, feeling how wet she was. She started to rub herself slowly, her eyes still fixed on his gorgeous big prick. She could hear Billy's breath coming in short gasps now, his hand moving even faster on his cock.
"Oh, Mom, I'm going to come soon," he panted.
"Are you going to come too, Mom? Are you going to come all over my big cock while I fuck your ass?"
Jo's breathing was coming in short gasps now, her hand moving faster between her legs. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as she listened to Billy's dirty talk. She knew she shouldn't be turned on by this, but she couldn't deny the intense pleasure she was feeling.
"Oh God, Mom, I'm coming!" Billy groaned, his voice hoarse with desire. "Here it comes, Mom. I love you so much ," Billy groaned as he exploded onto his stomach, his chest heaving and his breath ragged. Jo watched in shock and awe as ropes of his hot cum sprayed from his massive cock, streaking across his abs and pooling on his stomach. She felt her own climax hit her like a freight train, her body convulsing and her back arching as she cried out his name.
Billy opened his eyes and looked up to see Jo standing in the doorway, her hand still between her legs, her eyes wide and her cheeks flushed. He quickly tried to cover himself, his face turning red with embarrassment.
“Oh sweetheart, don’t be embarrassed . That was one of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen,” Jo said, her voice husky with desire.
Billy looked at her, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief. “Mom, I-I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for you to see me like that,” he stammered.
Jo walked over to the bed and sat down next to him, her hand reaching out to touch his still semi-hard cock. “Billy, there’s nothing to be sorry about. You’re a beautiful young man, and I’m your mother.
There’s nothing wrong with what you just did,” Jo said, her voice firm and reassuring. She stroked his cock gently, feeling it twitch in her hand.
Billy looked up at her, his eyes filled with a mix of confusion and desire. “But... but you’re my stepmom. And I just... I just came all over myself while thinking about... about you mom.”
Jo smiled gently, her thumb brushing over the tip of his cock. “I know, sweetheart. And it’s okay. in fact honey, it’s so much more than okay.” She replied as she slipped off her nighty.
"Billy, there's nothing wrong with what you just did. In fact, I find it incredibly sexy. And honestly, I've always thought you were incredibly sexy too."
Billy’s eyes widened in shock. “Mom… are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
Jo nodded, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “I’m saying that I want you, Billy. And I think you want me too.”
Billy swallowed hard, his cock twitching in her hand. “But… but you’re my stepmom. And you’re married to Dad… or at least, you were.”
Jo shrugged.
“Married or not, I’m still a woman with desires and needs, and I’ve seen the way you look at me, Billy. You’re a man, and you have needs too. We can explore this together, just you and me.”
Billy's eyes darted between Jo’s face and her exposed body, his heart pounding like a drum in his chest. He had always thought his stepmom was gorgeous, but seeing her like this, so confident and sure of herself, was almost too much to handle.
“But… but what about Dad? And Emma? They’ll never understand.
They’ll never know.” Jo whispered, her voice thick with desire and determination.
Billy’s heart was pounding, his cock throbbing in Jo’s hand. He had always had feelings for Jo, but he had never allowed himself to act on them. Now, with her encouragement, he felt a surge of excitement and relief.
“Alright, Mom. I want you too. I’ve wanted you for so long.” he confessed, his voice hoarse with emotion.
Jo smiled, her eyes gleaming with desire. “Good. Because I’m going to have you, Billy. And you’re going to have me.” And with that she climbed into his bed.
Billy's eyes widened as he took in the sight of his stepmom completely naked, her body on display for him. He swallowed hard, his cock throbbing in his hand.
He had imagined this moment a thousand times, but he had never thought it would actually happen. He felt a mix of excitement and disbelief as Jo climbed on top of him, straddling his waist.
“You’re so beautiful, Mom,” he murmured, his hands reaching up to cup her breasts.
Jo smiled down at him, her eyes filled with desire. “Thank you, sweetheart. And you’re incredibly handsome.
I love you so much.” She leaned down and kissed him gently, her lips soft and tender against his. Billy wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer as their kiss deepened. He could taste her lip gloss, sweet and fruity, as his tongue explored her mouth.
Jo moaned softly, feeling his big cock growing harder beneath her. She broke the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps. “Billy, I need you inside me honey, I need to feel your big dick inside me right now.” She said as she climbed on top of him.
Billy’s eyes widened with surprise and excitement. “Are you sure, Mom?”
Without hesitation, she lifted herself up, reached down and guided his cock to the entrance of her pussy before she slid down, taking every inch into her buttery depths, “Ohh honey, does that answer your question?“ Jo gasped as she slowly began to move up and down on his length. “God, you feel so good, so big.” She moaned as she picked up her pace, her tits bouncing with each thrust. Billy groaned, his hands gripping her hips as he helped her move faster. “Fuck mom, this feels so much better than I ever imagined”
Jo threw her head back, her dark hair cascading down her back as she rode him wildly. “I’m close, Billy. Make me come baby,” she begged.
Billy obliged, picking up the pace and thrusting his hips up to meet her, the extra depth he was now getting meant that he was hitting her cervix with every stroke