PURE TABOO Lulu Chu Fucked Her Stepdad’s Best Friend At His Wake

Alicia was distraught, sitting alone in the dimly lit funeral parlor. Her stepfather Don had just passed away unexpectedly, and she was struggling to cope with the shock. She sat there, staring at his casket, memories flooding back. Don had been more than a stepfather to her – he’d been a mentor, a confidant, and her rock through many challenging times.

As the funeral director approached Alicia to discuss arrangements, she felt a hand gently rest on her shoulder. She turned to see her stepfather’s best friend Marcus standing there, his eyes filled with sympathy. “I’m so sorry for your loss, Alicia,” he said softly, taking a seat beside her. “If there’s anything at all I can do, please let me know.”

Something about Marcus’s kind, comforting touch sent a shiver through Alicia’s petite frame. At 5’2″ and 100 lbs, she was always attracted to taller, more dominant men like Marcus. He was ruggedly handsome with chiseled features and a trim, athletic build. Over the years, Alicia had periodically found herself fantasizing about what it would be like to be with him, even though he was her stepfather’s best friend.

As she grappled with her confusing emotions, Alicia felt a growing urge to be held, to feel something more than the ache of grief in her heart. Impulsively, she reached out and took Marcus’s hand. “There is something,” she said, her big brown eyes meeting his. “I just… I need to feel something other than this pain. Will you come back to the house with me?”

Marcus nodded, squeezing her hand reassuringly. “Of course, Alicia. I’m here for you, no matter what.”

Back at the empty house, Alicia felt like she was in a daze. She kicked off her heels and padded into the living room, curling up on the couch. Marcus followed, sitting beside her and running a soothing hand along her back. “I know this is hard for you,” he said. “Don really loved you, you know. Like his own daughter.”

Alicia looked up at him, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “He was the only father I ever really knew,” she whispered. Unexpectedly, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his in a soft, lingering kiss. Marcus hesitated for a moment before returning the kiss, his hand cupping her face tenderly.

Passion ignited between them, and Alicia straddled his lap, grinding gently against the growing bulge in his slacks. She pulled back from the kiss, gazing at him with hooded eyes. “I know this isn’t right,” she panted. “But I need you, Marcus. I need to feel alive again.”

With a low groan, Marcus claimed her mouth again, his tongue delving past her parted lips to taste her. His hands slid under her dress, grasping the firm globes of her ass and pulling her harder against him. Alicia whimpered into the kiss, her hips rolling to take him deeper between her legs.

Breaking the kiss, Marcus stood, lifting Alicia effortlessly into his strong arms. He carried her to the bedroom and laid her out on the bed like an offering. She watched hungrily as he undressed, reveling in the sight of his chiseled physique and the massive erection jutting from his hips.

Alicia slipped off her dress, baring her small, pert breasts and the drenched panties at the apex of her thighs. She crooked a finger at Marcus, beckoning him to join her. He crawled onto the bed, settled himself between her spread legs, and dragged her panties down her legs before tossing them aside.

Spreading her open with his thumbs, Marcus dipped his head and dragged his tongue through the glistening seam of her pussy. Alicia arched into him, her hands fisting in his hair. “Oh god, yes,” she cried out, shamelessly grinding herself against his face. Marcus tongue-fucked her, alternating between flicking her swollen clit and delving deep to taste her wet heat.

Tugging at his hair, Alicia pulled him up for a deep, filthy kiss, moaning as she tasted herself on his lips and tongue. She wrapped her slender fingers around his thick shaft, stroking him firmly as she guided him to her entrance.

Alicia whimpered as Marcus pushed inside her, her slick walls stretching to accommodate his girth. He hilted himself fully in one deep thrust, and they both groaned at the sensation of being so intimately joined. Marcus rolled his hips, setting a steady rhythm as he fucked her with deep, shuddering thrusts.

They moved together sinuously, their bodies undulating as an ancient and primal rhythm took hold. Alicia wrapped her ankles around Marcus’s waist, taking him even deeper. He captured one rosy nipple between his teeth, biting down just shy of too hard while he rolled the other between his fingers and thumb. The combined sensations sent Alicia flying over the edge into ecstasy, her pussy clenching rhythmically around his pistoning cock as she came with a sharp cry.

Marcus followed right after her, his balls drawing up tight against his body as thick ropes of cum painted her fluttering insides. They collapsed together in a sweaty tangle of limbs, panting and trembling in the aftermath of their shared release.

Marcus gathered Alicia to his chest, stroking her hair as she curled into him. “I’m here for you,” he reminded her, pressing a tender kiss to her brow. “Always. And the next time you need me, you just say the word.”

For the first time since losing her stepfather, Alicia felt a flicker of hope. Of new beginnings, and the promise of a happy future ahead. Marcus held her close, his love and devotion unspoken but plain to see in every touch. And Alicia knew that, come what may, together they could weather any storm.