Lisa McFadden had a problem. She was having sexual relationships with not one, but both of her stepchildren. They weren't blood related, but she did raise them since they were little children. It felt wrong. It was wrong. Horribly wrong! But her lust was out of control and she couldn't stop herself. Her only comfort was at least one of the experiences, with her stepdaughter Sarah, was mutual.
This is all she was thinking about as she stirred cream into her coffee at the breakfast table. The same table where it had all started. How much cum had she licked off this table? How many orgasms in the past week right here where she ate her meals.
"Something wrong, mom?" Corey asked, sitting next to her.
"What? No. Nothing," Lisa said. "How are you?"
"I'm okay. A little tired. Have a game today."
"That's nice. I hope you win."
Corey nodded and looked at his phone while he ate cereal.
Sarah, who sat across from Lisa, knew she was lying. Of course something was wrong. But Sarah didn't care, and she raised her foot under the table and into Lisa's lap, pressing firmly against her stepmother's inner thigh.
Lisa dropped her spoon. She gave Sarah a dirty look, but it was no use. Sarah's long legs allowed her to push her foot right against Lisa's pussy, all while Corey sat next to them, oblivious. Lisa was nervous, but it felt good so she allowed Sarah to continue. She even pushed herself against Sarah's foot and let out a slight whimper.
"Are you sure nothing's wrong?" Sarah asked. "You seem stressed."
"I'm fine," Lisa said, not believing the gaul of her stepdaughter. Of course something's wrong, she thought. Your foot is in my cunt! "I think I have something in my eye."
"Oh. You should try and get that out," Sarah said and pressed harder. She could feel the warmth and wetness building.
"Shit. I'm going to be late for my game," Corey said and got up from the table and headed out the door.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Lisa asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Right in front of Corey?"
"We've been sucking his cock and drinking his cum all week. Who cares?"
"He's been sleepwalking. It's different!"
"Just relax. He's clueless. Now let me finish what I started."
Sarah crawled under the table to put her mouth where her foot was. She lifted her mom's dress over her head and dove right in. She pulled apart her pussy lips and licked Lisa's clit. She could feel Lisa squirming in enjoyment.
"Oh my god, Sarah," Lisa said. "That feels so good."
Then as Sarah flicked her clit with her tongue, she pushed two fingers inside her cunt.
"Oh, Sarah," Lisa cried out.
"Call me daughter," Sarah ordered.
"You're such a good daughter," Lisa said, going along with it. How did I raise such a slut. Such a wonderful horny, beautiful slut?
"Yeah? You like it when I lick your clit, mom?" Sarah asked.
