Emma Shay - Breeding My Step Daughter

Cory pushes open our step-daughter’s bedroom door wearing pale blue lace, question already on her tongue. “Your step-dad’s birthday is close, and I thought you might help with his gift,” she says to Emma. “One year I gave him anal—would you have sex with him this time? You can say no.” Emma grins; this saves her from actually shopping. They settle on a plan: Cory will pretend to know nothing, and Emma will act like a secret she’s keeping behind her step-mom’s back. Cory leans in, lips first, then tugs Emma’s bra low so her small, soft tits spill free. “He’ll lose his mind over these,” Cory murmurs before taking a nipple between her teeth. Emma moans, shifts closer, slides Cory’s own heavy tits out of the cups, and sucks her step-mother’s nipples until they’re slick and dark. Cory lays Emma back on the mattress, spreads her thighs wide, dips her tongue between slippery folds. Emma gasps, fingers knotted in the sheets. After Cory makes her come, the girl rolls her step-mom onto her knees, spanks her round ass once, twice, then tongue-fucks her until Cory quivers and swears. Later I step into the laundry room and find Emma naked, hips tilted against the dryer. “Surprise,” she whispers. “I’m your present.” Her tits brush my chest as I reach for them, and my cock stiffens fast. She yanks my shorts down, sinks to her knees, pumps me between her lips until my head slips between her breasts. The moment she lies back on the bench I shove into her, hips snapping, her body rocking with every thrust. She flips to her hands and knees and I fuck her from behind until she’s panting, wet, demanding more. We slip upstairs while Cory showers. Emma loses her towel at the foot of our bed. She mounts me in one smooth grind, tits swaying heavy in front of my face, her pussy squeezing me with each roll of her hips. Reverse cowgirl comes next, the slick sound of her sliding up and down loud in the quiet room. Cory’s shower shuts off, but we don’t hear. Then the bathroom door opens, her gasp landing sharp between us. “Luke—what the hell?” My wife’s bare feet pad across the carpet, feigning shock even as she crawls onto the mattress. “Happy birthday, baby,” Cory says. “Emma’s my gift to you.” She pulls my cock free, tastes our step-daughter’s cream on it, then sinks down in Emma’s place. When my wife lifts off I slide straight back into Emma, and Cory’s tongue circles her nipples while the girl rides. Emma drops to elbows and knees, mouth latched to Cory’s cunt, while I drive into her from behind—harder, faster—until I finally unload deep inside her, pulsing in heavy, hot waves, exactly what she begged for.