Lady Owner: Loose ends. (Bi-route)

AJ was having enough fun. I left the bathroom and came down to the kitchen, where my stepmother was preparing breakfast. Dad was out of town, as he always was. I was more familiar with my step-family than him these days.

"Morning Holly!" she beamed. She was always trying to be nice, probably to compensate for her mediocre mothering skills. "Want some eggs?"

I wondered if I could simply control things without verbalizing. I looked at her, taking in how beautiful she was. Pamela Darian had a set of knockers that enthralled all the boys in the neighborhood, to her son's consternation. But no one could deny those breasts.

Not even me. I swung both ways, after all. Always had to stifle it to keep up appearances. All my life I had to.

Today, I was going to enjoy myself unhinged.

Suddenly, Pamela sidelined. She folded her arms, raising a brow in my direction. "Or... maybe you'd like something else for breakfast." She grabbed her two jiggly orbs and shook them in her hands softly. "Like my breasts."

I asked her what she meant, and she gave me a patient smile.

"Oh, Mol. Do you want some of these tits for breakfast or not?"

"I don't know, that sounds kinda ****-y."

Pamela squeezed her tits, shrugging. "No, honey, it's not. You're just putting your face in my tits. Come."

Breasts released, she beckoned me over. I walked towards my step-mom, entering her hands as they cradled my head of brown hair, and pushed my face into her soft, globulous bosom. I motorboated her chest. She sighed above me, patting the back of my head. She tugged her neckline down, pulling her brassiere aside. In front of me was her exposed, naked tit and nipple. Without asking, I stuck out my tongue and took in her breast, sucking on it with aplomb. Pamela chuckled.

"Like it, do you?"

I couldn't respond at the moment. But to confirm her suspicion, I drooled and spat some saliva across her nipple, causing her to shiver slightly at the stimulus.

I had never thought my sexual inclinations to ever be greeted with acceptance or reciprocation in my circle of friends and family. Today, however, that all had changed. From AJ to even my own step-mom. And I didn't need to even say a word.