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The tension had been building for months, subtle at first stolen glances across the dinner table, the way her hand lingered a second too long when she passed me something, the knowing little smirks whenever my boyfriend stayed over. My stepmom, let's call her Sofia,was impossible to ignore. Mid-twenties, long raven hair that fell in glossy waves down her back, curves that filled out every tight dress or yoga pant she wore, full lips always painted a deep red, and those dark, bedroom eyes that seemed to see right through you. No wonder Dad was obsessed. No wonder I started catching myself staring too. That night started innocently enough. I'd brought my guy, Jake, over for drinks. Sofia was in a slinky black silk slip that barely reached mid-thigh, no bra, nipples faintly visible through the thin fabric whenever she moved. She poured wine, laughing at Jake's jokes, touching his arm lightly, then minecasual, but electric. When Jake stepped out to take a call, she leaned close, voice low and teasing. "I meant what I said earlier," she murmured, tracing a fingertip along the rim of her glass. "A girl needs to know if her man's got stamina. Especially if he's gonna be around family." Her eyes flicked to the hallway where Jake was talking, then back to me. "Think he could handle both of us?" My heart slammed against my ribs. I should've laughed it off. Instead I felt heat pool low in my belly. "Only one way to find out," I whispered back. When Jake returned, Sofia didn't waste time. She stood, took his hand, then mine, and led us both to the master bedroom like it was the most natural thing in the world. The lights were low, candles flickering. She turned to Jake first, sliding her hands up his chest, kissing him slow and deep while I watched, pulse racing. Then she reached for me, pulling me in, her lips brushing mine soft at first, testing, then hungrier. I tasted wine and her lip gloss, felt her tongue tease mine while her fingers slipped under my shirt, cupping my breast, thumb circling my nipple until I moaned into her mouth. Jake's eyes were wide, cock already straining against his jeans. Sofia smiled against my lips, then dropped to her knees between us. She unzipped him slowly, freeing his thick length, then turned to me and tugged my shorts down, kissing the inside of my thigh as she went. "Let's see what he's got," she purred. She took Jake into her mouth first slow, wet, deep while her hand slid between my legs, fingers finding my clit through my soaked panties. I gripped her hair, hips rocking against her touch. Then she switched, sucking me through the fabric before peeling my panties aside and burying her face in my pussy, tongue flicking fast and perfect while she stroked Jake with her free hand. We moved to the bed. Sofia stripped completely, body glowing in the candlelight heavy breasts bouncing as she climbed on top of me, straddling my face while Jake positioned behind her. I licked her eagerly, tasting how wet she was, swirling around her swollen clit while she ground down, moaning my name. Jake slid into her from behind, thrusting hard, making her tits sway above me. Every time he bottomed out she gasped, pushing her pussy harder against my mouth. We traded places again and again Sofia riding Jake reverse while I sat on his face, then me riding him while she kissed me and played with my clit, then both of us on our knees, taking turns sucking him until he was shaking. When he finally couldn't hold back, Sofia guided him to finish across both our chests, hot streaks painting our skin as we kissed through it, tongues tangling, sharing the taste. Afterward we lay tangled together, breathless, laughing softly. Sofia traced lazy circles on my stomach, then leaned over to kiss me again slow, sweet this time. "See?" she whispered, glancing at Jake's exhausted, blissed-out face. "Told you he'd handle us just fine." And yeah%u2026 she was right.