Living with my PORNSTAR sisters-Chapter 12: A Family Affair II (R18+)

Leo stood there—cock leaking steadily now, mouth hanging open, stunned.

He shook his head violently.

No. No no no.

She’s a good person. She’s your stepmother. You can’t think about her like that. Ever.

He stumbled to the kitchen, started washing dishes to distract himself.

But his mind kept spinning back to that ass. The way it filled his hands. The heat of it. The way she hadn’t stopped him.

He dropped a plate.

It shattered on the tile.

"Shit," he hissed. "Get a hold of yourself, man."

He swept up the pieces, set the table, plated the food—pasta, garlic bread, salad—like nothing had happened.

Raven came down twenty minutes later.

She wore tiny black sleep shorts that barely covered half her ass cheeks and a thin white bralette that strained against her massive breasts, nipples dark and stiff against the fabric.

Leo’s knees buckled.

He literally fell into the chair, staring.

Raven sat across from him, casual as anything.

"Do you mind if I wear this? I was feeling... sudden heat." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Aa... n-no... I mean no problem."

They ate in suffocating silence.

Leo couldn’t stop looking.

Her breasts were practically spilling out—every breath made them rise and fall hypnotically. The bralette was so thin he could see the texture of her areolas.

Raven noticed.

"Ahem. Leo... your cock is standing."

Leo’s face went scarlet.

He looked down—his erection was obscene, tenting the sweatpants like a third leg, throbbing visibly.

"O-oh that... maybe the heat."

"Yeah," she said softly. "I think so too."

They finished dinner somehow—God knows how.

Raven stood.

Leo stayed seated, hiding the evidence under the table.

"Mother Raven... you didn’t eat enough. Just a few bites."

She smiled—small, almost sad.

"It was sufficient for me. But... because you care about me so much..." She walked around the table. "Get up. I’ll give you something."

Leo’s heart slammed.

"Wh-what? Is it... the new gaming console?"

"No." Raven’s voice dropped. "Better than that. Now get up."

Leo stood—slowly—cock painfully hard, jutting forward like an accusation.

Raven’s eyes dropped to it.

"My goodness, Leo... doesn’t that hurt you?"

"We-well... it does a little."

She stepped closer.

"In that case... why not unzip it?"

Leo choked. "Wh-what?"

"It’s not that big of a deal." She gestured at herself—bralette and tiny shorts. "I came down wearing this. So you can too. Don’t worry. I won’t judge."

"B-but—"

"Okay, alright." Raven sank to her knees in one fluid motion. "If you won’t do it... I will."

Her fingers hooked into his waistband.

Pulled down.

His cock sprang free—eight, maybe nine thick inches, veined, leaking, angry-red.

Raven stared.

Then smiled—slow, stunned, hungry.

She wrapped her hand around it—gentle at first—stroking once, twice.

"Oh my good God," she breathed. "You know... your father never had anything this big. But he was still good. Oh, he was good." Her thumb circled the head, smearing pre-cum. "I wonder how good you are..."

She caught herself.

"Ahem. Never mind."

She stood.

Leo’s eyes were wild now—lips parted, breathing ragged.

"Mother Raven..."

"I forgot your present."

She took his hands.

Placed them on her massive breasts.

"You can squeeze them a little if you want. I saw you looking."

"R-really?"

"Yes."

Leo stepped forward—close—too close.

Raven hesitated.

"Wh-what—"

"Don’t worry, Mother Raven."

He grabbed.

Both hands.

Squeezed hard.

Raven moaned—soft, shocked.

"That’s enough, Leo—"

But he didn’t stop.

He hooked a finger under the bralette strap—yanked.

The fabric tore.

Her breasts spilled free—huge, heavy, perfect dark nipples begging.

Leo squeezed harder—kneading, rolling the nipples between his fingers.

Raven’s head fell back.

"Aaah... Leo... that’s enough—"

He leaned in.

Licked.

Long, slow drag of his tongue over one nipple—then the other—then sucking hard.

Raven’s moans grew louder.

The pleas faded.

Leo lifted one of her legs—hooked it over his hip—shoved the tiny shorts aside.

Lined up.

Pushed inside her pussy—slow, inch by inch.

"No—what are you doing, Leo—!"

Her voice cracked into a moan as he bottomed out.

He fucked her—slow at first—then faster.

Kissing her breasts. Biting the soft flesh. Sucking bruises into her skin.

Raven’s hands flew to his shoulders—clinging.

"Aaah... ah... Leo... this isn’t... r-right... aaaah fuck me, Leo—"

He tore the shorts completely off—threw them aside.

Lifted her fully—her thick legs wrapping around his waist.

Fucked her harder—deeper—while biting and licking her bouncing tits.

"You cunt," he growled against her skin. "You slut. You like fucking your step-son?"

"No—aaaah fuck—yesss I do—fill me more—you’re doing so good, my son—make your mama proud—"

He set her down—spun her—bent her over the table.

Grabbed her massive ass—spread it wide.

"My ass—no—not my ass, Leo—"

He spat on her tight hole—rubbed it in—pushed the head of his cock against it.

Slowly.

Slowly.

Then—wildly.

Raven’s breath stopped.

Mouth open—drooling—eyes rolling back.

The taboo shattered.

"Fuckkkkk me," she moaned—voice raw, broken, fully unleashed.

Leo slammed in—balls-deep in her ass—fucking her like an animal.

The table rattled.

Plates crashed to the floor.

They didn’t care.

The front door creaked open.

Leo’s father—home early, flowers in hand, apology on his lips—froze in the doorway.

He saw them.

Leo balls-deep in Raven’s ass—her tits bouncing wildly—both moaning like beasts.

The father’s jaw dropped.

Then—slowly—his hand moved to his zipper.

He pulled his cock out—started stroking—silently—watching his wife and step-son fuck like the world was ending.

They didn’t notice him.

They weren’t even halfway through.

And the night was only beginning.