MommysGirl Step-Daughter Caught Masturbating
MommysGirl Step-Daughter Caught Masturbating
The afternoon sun streamed into the quiet suburban house, its golden rays dancing across the plush carpet of the upstairs bedroom. Inside, a young woman lay sprawled on the bed, one hand trailing absently along her smooth, toned thigh as she scrolled through her smartphone with the other. Her crop top had ridden up, exposing the curve of her flat stomach, and her gym shorts clung to her pert bottom as she shifted restlessly.
Amber was a typical college sophomore – on break from her hectic university schedule, spending a few weeks at home to unwind and reconnect with her family. More specifically, to reconnect with her stepmother, Liza. Amber’s biological mother had passed away when she was young, and Liza had been her rock, her confidante and best friend ever since.
Liza was stunning. At 42, she looked more like Amber’s stylish older sister than her stepmom. Tall with an athletic build, Liza had fiery red hair that fell in loose curls down her back, and piercing green eyes that seemed to see right through to your soul. She was a successful businesswoman, running her own marketing firm, but she always made time for Amber.
As the sun tickled Amber’s skin, she felt a familiar ache between her legs. It had been a tumultuous year, filled with late-night study sessions,oking, and the occasional drunken hookup when the loneliness became too much to bear. But Amber craved more – she craved connection, passion, the kind of scorching hot sex she’d only read about in those trashy romance novels she devoured between classes.
Lost in thought, Amber didn’t hear the door open. She didn’t realize she had a audience until Liza’s voice cut through the hazy afternoon.
“Amber?”
Amber jolted upright, her phone clattering to the floor. Liza stood in the doorway, one perfectly manicured eyebrow arched. Her eyes flicked to Amber’s disheveled appearance – shorts barely clinging to her hips, meat for the taking blouse hanging open to reveal her small but perky breasts.
“Um, hi Mom,” Amber stuttered, scrambling to sit up. “I didn’t hear you come home.”
“Evidently not,” Liza drawled, stepping into the room and shutting the door behind her. She leaned against it, crossing her arms under her ample bosom. “Although it looks like you were so preoccupied, you didn’t hear me call your name.”
Amber blushed furiously, turning away to try to surreptitiously adjust her clothing. “Sorry, I was just… um…”
“Masturbating,” Liza supplied helpfully. She smirked as Amber sputtered. “Oh come now, pet, there’s no need to be shy. You’re in good hands with me. Like my own hands.” She held them up, long fingers splayed, red nails digging into her palms.
“Mom!” Amber gasped. “You’re my stepmother! This is so inappropriate!”
“Is it?” Liza asked mildly. She pushed off from the door and stalked across the room with a feline grace. “Because it looks to me like you’ve been waiting for someone to appreciate this luscious body of yours. And I assure you, Amber, between my experience and your as-yet-uncultivated sexuality, I’m the logical choice to…educate you.”
