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

A secret

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Oh my God...

I kept pinching my arm again and again to be completely sure this wasn't a dream. It was too good to be true. Although... if it was a dream, I probably wouldn't want to wake up anymore.

I felt her teeth biting my panties and lifting them slightly. I shuddered again, my heart was beating like crazy, making me unable to breathe.

"When are you going to stop fantasizing about me, Taeyeon-ah?"

Now I was extremely confused, how Tiffany could know my secret? I couldn't answer, still in the same state that a few seconds ago. Seeing no response, Tiffany gave up biting my panties and climbed over me, to see me in the face, face to face. I could feel her cool breath hitting my lips.

"Can't you answer me?"

"You seem to be in shock?" Tiffany laughed when she saw me looking at anything in particular, totally lost.

Tiffany knew my secret, when the only person who knew it was Sooyoung. How was it possible? The only way she could know that I was fantasizing about her was...

"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"

Oh shit. Well, that's... wow.

"You..."

It was true.

"That time..."

I tried to form a coherent sentence in my head and I trip awkwardly over my own feet, forcing me to affirm with one hand on the wall. Tiffany laughed at my behavior, as if she was making fun of me for having discovered recently when it was really our first time.

"When I asked when you would stop fantasizing about me I wasn't saying that you should stop doing it" Tiffany said as she stirred the ramyun with two chopsticks "Actually, I was glad you couldn't answer that question, because that means you don't want to stop."

My head wouldn't stop buzzing, Tiffany talked and it was like her voice was so far from me, my ears ached, and my head even more. How was this possible? What the hell was Tiffany talking?