Dad's Porn Stash

Giselle's in high school, still sorting out who she likes and what she wants. One afternoon she grabs a dirty magazine from her father's stash and shoves it under her mattress. Bad move. When she walks in after school, Serene sits waiting on the bed with the magazine open in her lap and one eyebrow lifted. Giselle knows she's busted. Serene tears into her first. A magazine? In the age of the internet? They teach kids better in school now, don't they? Giselle shrinks, but then Serene blurts that if she's going to look, she should at least look online. Giselle admits she wouldn't even know where to start. Serene exhales, shakes her head, and flips open her laptop. She types fast. When the first close-ups of full breasts fill the screen, Giselle stops breathing. Serene sees the way her step-daughter's eyes stick, and her tone shifts. Since the school fails at the lesson, she'll give it herself. Giselle hesitates only a second, then nods. Serene spreads her own legs first, showing how two fingers work in slow circles until the cloth darkens. She moves the laptop aside. Soon Giselle is naked on the sheets, thighs open while Serene's tongue traces every fold. Heat climbs fast. Fingers slide in, curl, press until Giselle arches and bites her own wrist. Serene takes her time, tasting every new sound Giselle makes, guiding her through the second and third wave until the sheets are damp and both of them are flushed and panting.