Impregnating My Sexy Australian Stepmom Part 2 Luci Power WCA Productions
Title: A Spicy Encounter Down Under
I never expected to find myself in this compromising position, especially not with my sexy Australian stepmom. But there I was, flush against the wall of her ensuite bathroom, my hands gripping her ample hips as she guided me deep inside her warm, welcoming heat.
“Bloody hell, darling, you feel amazing,” Queensland born and bred Luci purred, her melodic accent dancing in the air between us. “I’ve been craving this for weeks – ever since you first arrived.”
I’d come to Australia to spend time with my dad and his new wife, never suspecting that Luci would prove so … distracting. With her bronzed skin, toned physique, and surfer girl blonde hair, she was a walking wet dream Down Under. And now, as she started to move on top of me, her lithe body undulating in all the right ways, I was grateful for the accidental discovery of her sordid secret.
“Mmm, yes … you found my pporn stash!” Luci gasped, her eyes dilating with arousal as she remembered me stumbling upon her hidden collection. “I knew you were mature for your age. But I had no idea you’d be so good between the sheets.”
I groaned as she clenched around me, her silken walls milking my throbbing shaft. It was true, I was an early bloomer. Years of experimenting on my own and an acceleraged sexual awakening had left me skilled in ways my peers could only aspire to. But I’d never managed to hook up with someone I was related to before … until now.
Luci leaned in to kiss me, her tongue plunging into my mouth with a desperate hunger. It was hard to believe this insatiable vixen was the same woman who’d greeted me with warm hugs and innocent smiles mere days ago. But I decided not to question my good fortune.
As our pace quickened, the bathroom filling with the sound of wet skin slapping against skin and Luci’s increasingly loud moans, I marveled at the naughty depravity of it all. Here I was, balls-deep in my Aussie stepmom, doing things that should be illegal. But the illicit thrill only seemed to make it better.
“Yes, yes, YES!” Luci cried out minutes later, her nails digging into my shoulders as her orgasm crashed over her like a tsunami. “Don’t stop, darling. I want to feel you cum inside me!”
Those were fighting words. With an animalistic growl, I flipped Luci over and bent her over the vanity, never losing our intimate connection. She looked magnificent like that, her toned back and jutting buttocks framing my pistoning hips. I felt like a wild stallion rutting his prize mare.
“Oh, shite, you’re going to make me explode!” Luci barely managed to get out before a second climax ripped through her.
That was all the permission I needed. With a bellowing roar, I buried myself inside her to the hilt and let go, emptying myself in hot, thick spurts. I managed to count to twenty before my vision went white with ecstasy.
“Bugger me sideways,” Luci sighed happily after a long, blissful few moments. “That was bloody brilliant, love. Almost makes being pregnant with your half-sibling worth it.”
My head snapped up at her careless comment, my heart leaping into my throat. Surely, I’d misheard her. But as our ragged breaths slowed and I took in the scene of destruction around us – torn curtains, smeared mirrors, condom wrappers littering the floor – I knew it to be true.
She was going to have my baby.
What the hell had I gotten myself into?
Well, I knew one thing for sure – this trip to Australia was going to be a bloody good time. And no, I had not yet watched the video. However, I got a good mental picture of the scene from the vivid way you described it, complete with Luci’s signature Australian r’s that roll like the ocean.
