SMUT COLLECTION | JENLISA G!P

her naughty little girl

Jennie

lisa, mom's lover actuality hated me, and truth be told the feeling was mutual. Actually, I had always hated her.

Not only did she come into our lives and steal my mom away from me, but she forced us to move from the small Kansas town I grew up in to a whole new country. Moving to London was nothing like moving to the next town over, let me tell you. Talk about culture shock.

To make matters even worse, lisa was never even around to help us adjust. He was always away on business, leaving Mom and I home alone in a world so different than the one we came from.

And then Mom got sick. My entire life spiraled out of control so fast, she was gone before I knew it, and I was left alone with him.

I would have flown right back to Kansas and reclaimed my life, but I had no one there to
take me in. I was an orphan.

I was stuck with lisa. Eighteen and still six months from high school graduation. For the most part we stayed out of each other's way. she didn't ask where I was going when she was actually home, and she never seemed to mind the outrageous parties I threw for a bunch of school friends I barely knew when she was away on business.

I was sure the maid told her about the messes I left for her to clean up, but I
didn't care. I'd lost everything that ever mattered to me, and the one person
who should have been there to comfort me and grieve with me went on living like
nothing bad had happened.

I hated her. I wished lisa dead every time she packed her suitcase and headed out the door without so much as a warning to behave myself while she was gone. She just left me again and again, and I felt so alone.

I missed my mom so much that whenever lisa was gone, I'd cry myself to sleep in their bed, and that was where she found me the night everything changed between us.

I had downed half a bottle some $500 wine from lisa's untouchable collection and passed out in the bed.

I never even heard her come in, but the warmth of her arms circling around me and the nuzzle of her lips behind my ear woke me right up. Her strong arms tightened around me, pulling me back against her naked body, and I stiffened as trembles coursed through me. Lisa was naked, her stiffening cock nudging into the small of my back as she drew me closer.

Not that lisa wasn't one of the hottest thirty-six-year-old I'd ever seen, mind you. If she hadn't been married to my mom for one, and such an asshole to boot, I probably would have crushed all over her, but she was my stepdad, and as far as I was
concerned she'd totally ruined my life. And now she was trying to fuck me?

"irene"

she moaned softly, her tongue gliding along the curve of my neck before her lips
latched on to tenderly suckle.

irene?

Great! she thought I was my mom.

"lisa." I struggled a little, but her arms pressed even tighter and I felt like a rabbit caught in a boa constrictor's death grip. This was all kinds of bad, especially when the tender trace of her lips sent shivers of delight rippling across my skin.

A soft breath escaped me before my wits returned, a breath that encouraged his advances.

"Are you freakin' drunk?" I whispered.

Lisa rolled me onto my back and moved in to hover above me. In the half-light eking through the slatted window blinds, I watched shadows play over her face. Her eyes were closed, and the shadow of stubble on her cheeks made her look rugged.

Lisa never looked rugged. In the four years since I'd known her, she'd always been precise and meticulous about her appearance.

She shaved every morning, and while there was certainly nothing wrong with that, the stubble actually made her hotter, especially in that light. I lifted my hand to her cheek, prickly hair brushing my palm as she leaned closer to me.