Sissy Slut and Stepdads part 2

My mother kicked Frankie out and swore that he was the last loser she would ever date. She believed that we were still having sex, and she was right. Pure raw animal lust drove us, and It was even better when we sneaked and got. That nervous adrenaline mixed with my passion and made me super horny all the time. I was so persistent about having sex with him. I couldn't get enough, and I got him in the mood sometimes when he wasn't in the mood. I felt guilty about that for about 5 minutes, hell he was a grown man who took advantage of me. It wasn’t my fault that mom kicked Frankie’s “horny cheating ass” out.

Mom wasted no time when she started shacking with a virile man named Harry, a tall well-built construction supervisor. My mom couldn't stand to be alone, and that’s why she got with Harry so quickly. She knew how to survive and looking at Harry, she sure knew how to pick them. Harry was fine. He was so fine and so manly that it never occurred to her that that this manly man would be tempted by a freak like me. By assuming this, she missed a lot, like the changes in her husband in my presence. Mom missed seeing how he scanned my ass every chance he got, and every time mom was not in the room. I caught him watching my ass on a regular basis, and I felt like he watches me constantly.

She missed all those times he traps me against the counter “innocently”, in that small kitchen. Lately I have been feeling his hard cock pressing against me briefly. I confess that his hard cock up against me is stimulating, especially those times when he contacts my ass cheeks. Sure, he says excuse me every time, pretending that it’s an accident, but he continues to do it with a constant hardon. I guess touching my ass helps him get off. I overheard him talking to one of his work buddies about how he loved sultry women showing skin and confidence. No doubt, my mom had found another husband who had the hots for me. Where did she find these jokers?

He got bolder and openly made comment about my legs.