Perverted Step-Dad System

I returned to the master bedroom and slid into bed beside Evelyn.

She stirred the moment my body settled against hers, turning toward me with a soft, sleepy hum.

Her hand found my chest, then drifted lower until her fingers wrapped loosely around my cock.

Even half-asleep she stroked me with a familiar, lazy rhythm that made me grow hard in her palm.

I pulled her closer, kissed the side of her neck, and guided myself between her thighs. She was still wet from earlier.

I pushed into her slowly, feeling her walls stretch and welcome me into the warm, moist heat of her pussy.

Evelyn moaned quietly into my shoulder as I moved inside her, the soft slick sounds of our joining filling the quiet room before we drifted off to sleep still joined.

...

Morning light filtered through the curtains and I felt my vision gradually stir.

The first thing I felt the moment I woke up was a wet, sloppy heat wrapped around my cock.

A pair of soft lips and a warm tongue sliding slowly from the base of my cock all the way up to the tip brought my attention to the present situation.

I stirred, my eyes still closed, as the wetness grew more deliberate.

A soft, wet pop sounded as those lips left the head for a second before sealing around it again.

I opened my eyes slowly and glanced at the lady who was sucking me off.

Evelyn was on her knees between my legs, her hair still messy from sleep, looking up at me with a bright, playful smile while her mouth was still wrapped around my rock-hard shaft.

She pulled back just enough to speak, a thin string of saliva connecting her lower lip to the tip of my cock.

"Good morning, Love. I was wondering when you were going to wake up."

I let out a low breath and reached down to brush a strand of hair from her face.

"What a pleasant way to wake me up."

She grinned and took me back into her mouth without another word.

Suddenly the memory of my time with Avery hit me then.

I hadn’t washed after last night. The taste coating her tongue right now was still mixed with Avery’s juices.

Evelyn had no idea she was licking her daughter’s juices off my cock as she simply sucked with quiet enthusiasm, her eyes half-lidded in pleasure.

The thought was strangely pleasing as it was arousing, making my cock grow only harder in her mouth.

Evelyn’s tongue swirled slowly around the head, licking the sensitive underside in long, wet strokes before she dragged it down the full length of my shaft.

Another soft pop sounded when she released the tip, only to take me deeper this time. Her head began to bob in a steady rhythm.

Her lips closed tightly around my cock as saliva ran down in thin trails along the base of my cock and her mouth. The sloppiness made every movement wetter and louder.

She took me almost to the base, and I felt her throat fluttering around my cock, then rose again with a long, wet drag that made my hips twitch.

I watched her work, the way her cheeks hollowed and her tongue never stopped moving against the underside of my cock.

She moaned softly around me, the vibration traveling straight through my cock.

My hand settled on the back of her head, resting there as she continued her slow, thorough worship on my cock.

Just when the heat in my stomach began to tighten past the point of control, Evelyn pulled off with a final wet pop.

She sat up on her knees, reached for the hem of her thin nightshirt, and pulled it over her head in one motion.

Her full soft breasts instantly spilled free from her nightgown.

She wrapped one hand around my cock and stroked me gently, as though she could already sense my incoming release, aiming the head of my cock toward her chest.

Instantly my balls tightened and my cock twitched before my load spilled onto her.

Thick ropes of cum painted across her soft tits, some of it landing high on her collarbone, with most of it pooling in the valley between them and dripping slowly downward.

Evelyn looked down at the mess with a satisfied little smile, scooped a bit of the cum with two fingers, and brought it to her lips for a taste before speaking.

"I’m going to go use this as toothpaste now."

She leaned down, gave the tip of my cock one last slow lick, then climbed off the bed and walked toward the bathroom, her cum-covered breasts bouncing lightly with every step as the door closed behind her.

’What a woman...’ I let out a breath, glancing at the direction she had vanished in.

Due to how arousing the situation was, my cock was already beginning to get hard again.

’I guess I can’t help it...’

...

By the time I came out of my room the smell of breakfast already filled the kitchen.

Evelyn stood at the stove in a soft robe, humming quietly.

Avery sat at the dining table with a plate in front of her, her posture straight as always, yet something was different.

Her usual cold expression was still there, but a faint, almost shy flush colored her cheeks whenever our eyes met.

She looked down at her food a little too quickly each time.

Jane sat across from her, staring at Avery suspiciously.

Sophie, the youngest, was already dressed in her school uniform, scrolling through her phone with one hand while absently pushing eggs around her plate with the other.

At eighteen she still carried that soft, almost innocent look, but the short hem of her skirt and the way the white blouse sat against her chest made it clear she was no longer a child.

Evelyn finished up and soon joined us for breakfast.

Strangely, there was an eerie silence in the dining.

With Sophie lost in her phone, and Jane staring at her sister suspiciously, not wanting to initiate a conversation, everyone ate in silence.

Evelyn’s lips parted a couple of times as she wanted to ask what the silence during the meal was about, but chose to be quiet about it.

Breakfast passed in a strange, quiet tension.

Just as we reached the end of the breakfast, Sophie’s phone rang.

She answered and listened for a few seconds, as her expression fell.

After a little bit of silence, she glanced up at Evelyn.

"My bus broke down," she said, lowering the phone. "They’re saying it won’t be fixed until afternoon, so I don’t know how I’m going to head to school."

She paused briefly then added, "and I don’t wanna take a taxi."

Evelyn turned from the counter, already frowning as she heard her daughter’s words. "Jane can’t drive you. She still doesn’t have her full license."

She muttered almost like she was talking to herself.

Since she and Avery had to go to work, she could only look at me apologetically.

"Lucien... can you take Sophie to school this morning?"

I set my cup down and gave a small shrug before replying casually.

"No problem."

Sophie looked up at me, relief clear on her face as she replied lightly. "Thank you."

...

A few minutes later we were walking out to the car.

Sophie moved ahead of me, the short school skirt swaying with every step.

The white fabric sat high on her smooth thighs, the hem of her dress barely reaching mid-thigh.

Her blouse was tucked in neatly, yet the soft swell of her chest pressed against the thin material with every breath.

The morning light caught the smooth line of her legs and the gentle curve of her hips as she reached for the passenger door.

She opened it, one hand resting on the frame, and turned slightly to glance back at me.

For a brief second the motion made the skirt shift higher, revealing a teasing glimpse of the soft skin at the very top of her thigh before she settled into the seat.

I closed the door behind her and walked around to the driver’s side, the image of that scanty uniform still clear in my mind.

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