oneshots

001

contains: smut, stepson!mreader x stepmon, consensual somnophilia. sorry, strong start.

it was dark, the cool night wind filtered through the curtains of his open window. YN was snoring soundly, content and honestly well rested for once. He stirred lightly, his form hidden under a concerningly heavy amount of blankets. He was essentially lifting five pounds every night.

He'd left the window open and left all his electric fans on in an attempt to combat the heat from under his blanket, as one naturally would. Yet he'd made one fatal mistake. Not investing in a mesh wire to cover his window. Oh and also he forgot to lock his door. His step-mother entered, watching silently. She was flushed as she approached. 'This is a bad idea.. so bad,' she thought as she lifted the blankets a little, climbing in and under the heavy fabric. She nestled between YN's legs, nosing at his crotch til it hardened. She let out a hum in appreciation as she tugged the waistband of his sweats down below his balls, mouthing at his briefs before doing the same with them, releasing his length. It bobbed, all plump. She tilted it downwards, licking around the foreskin covered tip, tasting the tang of his precum.

They'd talked about this before. YN was fine with whatever she did as long as it didn't hurt. Even if it was her climbing into his bed at night. YNs father hadn't been the most loving, and she was getting touch starved and desperate. And who else to go to than your son-in-law? They'd fucked on occassion, but never like this. She hoped she'd make him feel as good as she felt as she wrapped her lips around the tip, sucking on the foreskin a little before sinking lower, and lower, until her nose pressed against his pubes. She just sat there for a moment, brain shutting off for a moment as her own step-son's cock filled her mouth. It was calming, really. She pulled off his cock after a while, driblbling a bit more of her spit before she moved to straddle his hips, the blanket pooling around the back of her waist. She'd always wondered what it'd be like to ride him without his help.

And so she'd find out right now as she lowered herself, her slick pussy easily giving way to the familiar stretch like it was waiting for him. It kind of was with how it spasmed and ached when she fingered herself before entering his room. She lifted her hips a little before dropping down, letting out a surprised moan of delight. It was... it was stupidly addictive. To be in control of the pace, to properly enjoy his cock when he wasn't rutting into her like a needy boy. She'd do this more often. She grinded down a little, letting out a small mewl of delight, and she did that again. Then she started bouncing again, lifting her hips, dropping them down, rinse and repeat. Her hands braced on his chest as she fucked herself on his cock like a dildo, wiggling her hips, shifting and rubbing her clit. It was almost heaven. They sure both looked heavenly with the moons light casting them in a beautiful glow. Such contrast to the raunchy things she wanted to do. But not now. She'd prolong her fun as much as she can, after all.

When YN woke the next day he'd also feel oddly rejuvenated, cuddling into his step-moms half-naked body without a second thought.