Leana Lovings in Something in the Way My Step Daughter Looks at Me

“Something in the Way My Step Daughter Looks at Me”

Leana Lovings sauntered into the den, her hips swaying seductively as she carried a tray of refreshments. She wore nothing but a sheer negligee that left little to the imagination, her ample breasts swaying freely beneath the flimsy fabric. Her stepdaughter Chloe lounged on the sofa, barely glancing up from her phone.

“Drinks are served, darling,” Leana purred, setting the tray down on the coffee table. Her eyes flicked over to her husband Frank, who was in his recliner, engrossed in the sports channel. Leana’s plan was working perfectly – Frank was completely oblivious to the sensual display happening right under his nose.

Chloe finally looked up, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips. “Thanks, mom. You’re so good to me.” Her gaze drifted over Leana’s body, openly appraising every curve. Leana felt a shiver run through her as she met the younger woman’s heated stare. There was definitely something in the way Chloe looked at her…

Leana had noticed the envious glances and lingering touches over the past few weeks. At first, she had dismissed them as mere confusion on Chloe’s part. But the longer the teenager stayed with them during the summer break, the bolder she became. Last night, after Frank had passed out drunk, Chloe had climbed into Leana’s bed. She had pressed her lithe body against Leana’s, kissing her ear and whispering dirty promises. Leana had pushed her away, but the encounter had left her breathless and aching for more.

Now, she couldn’t shake the image of Chloe’s 18-year-old curves from her mind. The way she had touched Leana so brazenly, without fear or shame… Leana wondered what it would be like to give in to her stepdaughter’s advances.

As if sensing Leana’s inner turmoil, Chloe stood up and sauntered over to her. She leaned in close, her lips brushing Leana’s ear. “I can’t stop thinking about last night,” she purred. “You’re so sexy, mom. I want you so badly.”

Leana’s heart raced as Chloe’s hands drifted down to her ass, squeezing firmly. She issued a warning look at her stepdaughter, but Chloe just smirked.

“Daddy’s sleeping. Why don’t we have some fun?” Chloe’s hand dipped lower, fingers skimming over Leana’s mound through the negligee. Leana bit back a moan, her resolve crumbling. What could one little indiscretion hurt? Her husband would never know.

“Chloe, we shouldn’t…” Leana’s protest was cut off by Chloe’s lips crashing against hers in a hungry kiss. She tasted like heaven, all minty freshness and teenage desire. Leana’s hands found their way into Chloe’s hair, gripping tightly as she kissed her back with fervour.

Chloe walked Leana backwards until her back hit the wall. She tore at the straps of Leana’s nightie, driveway her round tits free. “Fuck, you have the nicest boobs,” Chloe gasped, ducking her head to flick her tongue over a pebbled nipple. Leana threw her head back and moaned, mindful to keep her voice down. She didn’t want to wake Frank.

Her hands found the hem of Chloe’s t-shirt and yanked it up and over her head. She took a moment to admire the teenager’s perky tits, topped with rosy pink nipples. Then, she grasped Chloe’s ass and hoisted her up, wrapping her legs around Leana’s waist. Chloe giggled and nipped at Leana’s neck as she carried her into the nearby powder room.

Leana locked the door and backed Chloe up against the vanity. She pushed her cargo shorts and panties down, fully exposing her glistening pussy. She dropped to her knees and buried her face between Chloe’s legs, lapping hungrily at her sweet nectar.

“Oh my god, mom!” Chloe cried out, thighs shaking. Her fingers found their way into Leana’s hair, pulling sharply as she rode Leana’s face. “Don’t stop!”

Leana was more than happy to oblige, alternating between broad strokes and tiny flicks of her tongue. She spear-headed two fingers into Chloe’s tight channel, thrusting in time with her licks. Within minutes, Chloe was coming undone, sticky arousal gushing into Leana’s open mouth. She lapped it all up greedily, savouring the taste.

Chloe pulled Leana up and returned the favour, her eager tongue coating every inch of Leana’s throbbing core. Leana came embarrassingly fast, reality crashing down on her as she whizzed past the peak of pleasure. What had she just done?

She untangled herself from Chloe and righted her rumpled lingerie. “We need to be more careful,” she warned her stepdaughter. “Your father can’t find out.”

Chloe just grinned. “That was so hot. Let’s do it again tomorrow.” She grabbed Leana’s wrist and kissed her fingers. “Until then…”

Leana watched, mesmerized, as Chloe sauntered out of the bathroom, hips swaying seductively. She had a feeling it wouldn’t be the last time Chloe looked at her with that hungry glint in her eye…

With a sigh, Leana exited the powder room and returned to the den. Chloe was gone – probably upstairs in her room, scrolling through her phone. Frank hadn’t stirred from his recliner. He had missed everything.

But Leana knew she wouldn’t be so lucky next time. She could tell by the way Chloe had looked at her that their sordid little secret was far from over. Leana both dreaded and anticipated what the future held for her and her stepdaughter. She just hoped she had the strength to resist temptation… even if a tiny part of her didn’t want to.