Yeah....She's my stepmother (TAENY)

So real to be a dream

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I knew that day, my father wasn't home because just as I came back from the cafe, there was a note in the room, saying that he's going to coming back late. I rolled my eyes, I knew what he meant with that note, he was probably on a date with a girl he met somewhere, of those whores who just want his money and he thinks that would become my mom . But he was deeply wrong, none of those women who "love" my father could replace my mother.

I snorted, perhaps it was time to give him a lesson, I have this moment to find his fucking viagra and burn it in the trash that was outside. Yes, that could ruin his date when they got home for a night of "passion" like the oldies called it. I didn't wanted to hear more feigned moans of the girls at night (because I knew that the blue pills weren't doing its magic) and if my father hadn't have them then he could do nothing.

I went to the bed to find the bottle under his pillow, nothing, under the mattress, nothing. Shit, this man know how to hide things. I growled thinking where else he could hide that stuff. If I found and burn them, life at home would be much better right?

Fuck, he can buy another ones in the drugstore. How could I be so stupid? It's something that you can buy at any time.

I closed my eyes and defeated collapsed on the pillow. The smell of the bed began to invade my nostrils and run through my body. It was her scent. Her characteristic smell of strawberries, the scent of her perfume, the taste of her lipstick...

Could it be the smell of Tiffany? No, no, I must be hallucinating...

I sighed, the breathe came trembling through my throat. A shiver ran down my spine. An annoying throb between my legs and the typical warmth under my belly began to appear, my imagination would overflow today, it wanted to show me what would happen if I could listening Tiffany's groans instead of listening those fake moans of all my father's whores, and let her reach her orgasm again and again, here in this bed.

I licked my lips, feeling the wetness in my panties and looked at the door. Was it locked? Ah, I didn't matter, no one would be home yet. I had to, it would be quick.

With a long and shuddering sigh, I leaned over the pillow, closing my eyes again, making the smell permeate each of my pores. It was overwhelming, in the best way possible. I wanted her smell became mine forever.

I raised my knees and dragged a hand over my body to the button of my pants, unbuttoned them and within seconds, my hand, which came alive, was under my underwear, dipping my fingers into my skin to find my clitoris, which reacted immediately by sending sparks of pleasure. I rubbed slowly, my mind began to imagine Tiffany between my legs, teasing me with light kisses on the inside of my thighs. I accelerated the speed of my fingers when I fantasized about her fucking me hard with her fingers and her mouth sucking my clitoris with enthusiasm.

My breath almost no existed any longer, it was tiny. Silent moans coming out of my mouth while I was rubbing stronger. I clenched my bottom lip with my teeth, arching my back to lift my hips. I touch myself once, twice, three times and then cursing, moans were no longer silent, now pleading for Tiffany for more.

"Taeyeon?" I heard her voice, very close "What are you doing?"

Another moan escaped my lips when I hear her voice, and only that triggered my pleasure, making me cum, taking me to paradise and making me see stars. I felt a weight on the bed and opened my eyes slowly, trying to recover from the orgasm that I just had, just to meet the woman of my fantasies, looking at me with curiosity and a smile on her face. Does the orgasm brought me so far that now I see her before me?

She crawled to get on top of me, still smiling looking at the hand under my pants.

"I-I'm so sorry... I..." I started to say, pulling my hand away quickly

Tiffany grabbed my hand and watched my fingers wet with my fluids a few seconds before putting them in her mouth and suck them obscenely. I gasped at the sight.

"Now I understand why you daydream in class, oh Taeyeon-ah." She came to my ear and whispered "You've been fantasizing about me in class, you're dying to get your hands under your pants when I'm doing the reading, aren't you? Dying to unleash your sexual frustration but you couldn't with all those people watching. But now you're alone in the privacy of your home thinking that you could fuck me in your father's bed..."

While she was talking to me, she took my blouse from below to pass it through my head and take it off. If my panties were a bit soaked by my daily routine... now my pants had begun to get wet, really really wet.

"You're so disrespectful... What would you have done if your father had been the one who opened that door and see you here, screaming my name?" She undid my bra throwing it to the ground "It's a good thing it was me"

She carefully examined my chest, doing nothing for a few seconds, making me feel insecure, but thinking that vanished instantly when her hot tongue touched my left nipple, taking it into her mouth. I threw out a gasp as she sucked my nipple tightly.

"Surely you fantasized about me always being under you, following your instructions. But this time it's not gonna be like that"

I raised my hips to help her take off my pants and the soaked piece of cloth that used to be my panties. Her hands abruptly opened my legs and without a second thought, she put her head between them, so close to my core that I could feel her agitated breath. Without warning, she began to lick up and down at a very slow pace. My breath was gone at that time, the simple touch of her hair on my legs turned me on. And again, without warning, from one moment to another, she changed her tactics, putting two fingers inside me and wrapping her lips around my clitoris, sucking hard. Unable to make any sound, I ran my fingers through her hair and pushed her forward. Groans mixed with gasps didn't stop out of my mouth. I felt that I was soon to reach the sky, I just needed a blow. Tiffany knew what was going through my mind and my body, and instead of giving me pleasure, she turned away, smiling while she dragged a finger across her tongue.

"It tastes better from the source" she said, again between my legs.

She moved her lips across my center, teasing me again. Suddenly, she buried her face in me, sticking her tongue as deep as she could colliding in all places. She inserted her middle finger and hit my G-spot, making my stomach even more tense at the sensation. She stepped back and began frantically pulling her pants off, leaving her only in her bra.

"This turned me on, Taeyeon, and you're going to have to take responsibility" I nodded without knowing much of what she meant, as she put one knee on either side of my head.

And when I realized, she sat on my lips. Automatically I started to move my tongue through her core and groaned feeling her taste in my mouth. I touched her clitoris, causing her to gasp and sit up in my face and screaming so badly that her voice cracked. Just as I knew that she was about to had her orgasm she get up, leaving me confused, she took my hand to make me sit down and took one of my legs to accommodate her wet pussy against mine, she immediately began to move and I did it too, feeling an orgasm beginning to build. I grabbed her hips as my moans began to become screams and I began to struggle. My vision blurred, showing thousands of stars while thousands of small explosions of pleasure roamed every nerve in my body. I felt her move a little more before she reached her own orgasm and collapsed next to me.

After that, I couldn't open my eyes, fatigue consumed me, forcing me to go into the arms of Morpheus.

I suddenly opened my eyes and sat up in bed abruptly. I was with my pajama shirt with totally clean panties, in my room, alone.

"Oh no, this can't be happening" I growled.

I turned on the lights and took my phone to see the time, it was 4 AM. I ran down the hallway to get to my father's room. There was no one at home, and the room was empty and spotless. I looked under the bed and pillows of any signal that could tell me that I was wrong in what I was thinking, but there was nothing.

I touched my lips.

"It was a fucking dream again"

I clenched my fists. It was obvious. Tiffany couldn't entered my house without permission, enter my father's room and having sex with me just because I was touching myself whispering her name. It was crazy, that couldn't happen in reality, but... I experienced feelings I hadn't felt in other dreams. It would've never crossed my mind that Tiffany could sit on my face and then...

No. No. It was too real to be a dream.