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INCLUDED IN THE BACK: AN EXCERPT FROM "DADDY, MAKE ME COME" BY LUKE KELLY
Life was miserable when my wealthy father married a woman half his age who clearly only wanted him for his money. I only wanted to get rid of her, but I couldn't figure out a way…
Until I caught her sneaking off to another apartment in our building. I followed her and found out that dear old stepmom had secrets…and she was being a very bad mommy indeed.
This short story is approximately 5,000 words long and is packed full of graphic and explicit depictions of naughty, forbidden, mommy sex. It is most definitely NOT intended for minors.
EXCERPT FROM THE STORY
I backed out of the door, clicking the camera off and laying a comforting hand on the .45.
"Who the fuck're you?" Dom hissed the moment he was clear of the bedroom door.
"That's my father's wife you're fucking in there," I said. "I've got it all on tape."
His eyes widened and his tone changed at once. "She pays me, brother. I mean it. She's married to some rich fu -- I mean, she has a shitload of money. She pays me to tie her up and fuck her."
I didn't want to believe him, but he had looked bored. I could verify the withdrawals from her account later.
"Fine," I said. "Then do me a favor. She's going to be in the middle of a nasty divorce soon, and the prenup she signed says she doesn't get shit if she cheats. You give me a while alone with her, and I'll make sure you're not named in the divorce filing."
What was I doing, buying time with her? And why was my cock still hard?
"Would you do that, bro? I don't want any trouble…"
"Give me two hours, and when you come back we'll be gone and you'll never hear from me again."
He sagged with relief. "Can I get dressed first?"
I massaged the .45s grip. "Of course. Just be quick."
Dom moved toward the bathroom, and I stepped back inside the bedroom to watch Candace kneel there on the bed, tied up, blindfolded, and gagged. I'd never paid much attention before, but she had great hips. Wide hips. And an ass that you had to describe as fat, even though she wasn't overweight.
Dom tapped me on the shoulder, and I very nearly spun around and shot him. He looked a little wild as he glanced down at my hand, which held the grip of the half-drawn pistol, and backed up a few steps, hands in the air.
"You're not -- you're not gonna kill her are you?"
I shook my head. "This was for in case you gave me shit."
His eyes nearly popped out of his head at that. "You were gonna cap me?"
"No," I said. "Just scare you. Now, do we still have a deal?" To emphasize my last point, I shoved the gun back into my pants.
He watched it disappear, but his eyes never left my hip. "Yeah, dude. Promise."
"No cops, Dom," I said, "or I'll drag your ass through every tabloid in Manhattan."
He nodded, backing away. "I swear, brother. Two hours, right? Two hours and you'll be gone?"
It was my turn to nod. "You have my word."
And with that he was gone.
I turned back to my dear old stepmom, kneeling on the bed, bound up and gagged and ready to be fucked.