Domestic Violets
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Have you ever felt torn on the inside, as if one half of you knew your desires were wrong, but the other half insisted on it anyway? That's how I feel about my step-momma, Penny. Penny is actually my step-mom, but my real step-mom left my Step-Dad and met Penny when I was just a girl. Penny IS my step-momma, even though my real step-momma got back together with my Step-Dad just a couple of years ago.
I still can't believe that she wanted me to live with her and call her step-mother, as if she didn't miss out on my entire upbringing. As soon as I turned eighteen, I moved back with my step-momma Penny, and it burns my parents. Step-Momma Penny and I have a special relationship. I sometimes think she is flirting with me, or maybe it is that evil side of me trying to convince me of that? I can't be certain but oh-- I so desperately want to believe that she wants me. I have tried to show her, in my little ways, that I want her too, but I am never bold enough.
I'm leaving for college tomorrow and I am having those torn feelings again. It's my last chance to make my dreams come true. I want Step-Momma to know how badly I want her, how I want to see her little red bush in between her legs, and how badly I want to see her pretty face cum.
I can hear thunder in the distance. Step-Momma knows I hate thunderstorms so she'll be expecting me to show up at her door and crawl into bed with her. She will run her fingers through my chestnut brown hair and tell me, "it'll be alright," until she falls resting, and I slip my hands down into my panties and finger my little pussy until I cum. That evil half of me tells me that she knows full well that I cum while her breasts are pressed up against mine, that she is fake napping through it all. I will come up with something, anything, to make my dreams come true.
