What do you do?
Take a shower and clear your head
As you head to the bathroom, you start thinking about last night again. Despite how ridiculous it sounded, you couldn’t stop thinking about the wish you made. You wanted to believe it was just a coincidence. That what happened was just dumb luck. Whether bad or good you weren’t sure. And yet, no matter how you tried to rationalize it, you always came back to that wish. You decide to take a shower to help soothe your mind, and hopefully wash the smell of sex and drywall off yourself. You open the glass door and reach into the walk-in shower to turn the water on and heat it up. Once on, you step out to undress, and realize you forgot to bring a change of clothes.
You head back to your room to find some. While digging around, you notice something peculiar on your bed that you didn’t see before. You pick it up, and find it to be a pair of shear hot-pink panties. Obviously Tanya’s. You figure that they fell through the hole last night. Holding them up, you are reminded of the sight of Tanya’s nude form perched upon you, breast bouncing with the rise and fall of her unintentional strokes. As you reminisce, you feel yourself getting hard, and almost start stroking yourself through your boxers. You manage to stop yourself, remembering you left the water running. You quickly grab your clothes and head back to the shower, planning to just wait out your erection.
As you enter, you find the room totally filled with steam, making it quite hard to see. Even as you approach the shower you can barely see the handle, having to slide your hand around the glass a moment to find it.
‘Just how hot did I make it?’ You wonder to yourself. Stepping inside, you slowly reach forward, planning on turning the temperature down. You grasp at the dial, only to instead grab a big mass of flesh. You realize that your hand is on someone’s breast, and you’ve got a pretty good idea of whose it is. Your suspicion is confirmed only a second later as the steam clears just enough to see your stepmothers face staring back at you, red as a tomato. You can’t help but inspect her very briefly, finding that unlike Tanya, Carol had a full untamed bush. Even more surprising was what you had caught her doing. She was currently knuckle deep with three fingers in her pussy, clearly not just performing a thorough cleaning as you felt her erect nipple press into your hand. You release your grip on her boob, put a hand over your eyes, and try to explain yourself as you step back to leave the shower.
“MOM, I’m sor-AHH!” You don’t make it far though, as your foot steps on a bar of soap on the shower floor. You lose your balance, and your legs shoot forward, knocking Carol’s legs out from beneath her. As you land painfully on your back, your stepmom falls into a position you recently became familiar with. You find yourself in a very similar position to last night, with you on your back, and a member of your step family unintentionally fallen upon your waiting member. She tries to stand a few times, but each time her feet slip on the slick tile, making her fall right back down, skewering herself on you.
Unlike with Tanya, you had a good relationship with your stepmom. One that, as hot as this situation may be to you, you didn’t want to compromise. You begin to sit up when suddenly you feel Carol squeeze her pussy around your dick, and she pushes you back to the floor.
“Mom what are you-?” She puts a finger over your mouth before you can finish. You look at her and find that while her face is still red, it no longer appears to be out of embarrassment.
“Shhhhh” she then begins to rise and fall on your cock once again, only this time she’s more rhythmic, doing it on purpose. She groans with every thrust, getting louder and more sensual each time. The pleasure begins to overtake your inhibitions, and you reach forward to grab her waist. You somehow manage to roll the two of you over, landing in missionary position, an arm supporting you on either side of her. For a moment you consider pulling away now, thinking you could still say you never did anything if you stop now. But as you look at Carol, you see her give you a pleading look.
“Please” is all she says, and it’s all you needed to hear as you begin to thrust into her pussy. You watch as with every pump her breast heave more and more. You feel her vagina constantly squeeze around you as she tries to help bring you both to climax. It doesn’t take long for you to feel it’s approach. A sudden wave of sense comes over you as you realize you’d rather not get Carol knocked up, and you pull out. As you do however, your hands slip, making you plunge into her with more force than ever, reaching all the way into her. It’s to much for you, and you orgasm, shooting your shot as deep as you physically could. You feel as her pussy convulses around your cock, milking you for all your worth as she shouts in climactic pleasure.
You finish, and you feel your dick begin to go soft. As that happens you watch as your Carol’s face changes, no longer the lust filled gaze it had been. Instead, she looks mortified. She quickly backs away, finally managing to find her footing as she raises up. She looks at you, and then down at herself. She looks as if she could break down in tears on the spot. You feel terrible, unsure of what to do. You stand up to talk to her, but as you do she turns and runs out of the shower
“I’m sorry.” you hear her whimper as she leaves, which only makes you feel worse.
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