More Than My Stepmom: A Shelby and Lynne Collectionby Dee DelaRocka
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Shelby has endured several different stepmothers over the years. Lynne, her most current one, seems like an exception to the norm. As a closeted lesbian, Shelby harbors conflicted feelings about Lynne. At first, she thinks she hates her, but the more she gets to know her, a secret, pent-up sexual desire for her grows more intense. They two develop a secret bond that is special and unique to them. This eBook bundles together previously published tales including Do Me Before Daddy, While Daddy Waits, Daddy Doesn't Know, To Discipline a Stepdaughter, Nest Building, and Daddy's Cheating Wife. The new story Hot Closets is original to this volume.
WARNING! This 26,000+ word short story collection contains graphic and explicit depictions of lesbian sex with toys between consenting adults. It is meant only for mature readers over the age of 18.
Here is an excerpt of the story original and brand new to this collection:
Lynne stared over the rim of her cosmopolitan, trying to hide her smile behind her glass. “Um, Shelby—dear, if you’re going to pretend to be straight for your dad, try and pick a date that’s not a gay cliché.”
“RayRay is not gay!” I crossed my arms and pouted a little, having a little trouble believing myself. Reymundo Diaz was, after all, a huge drag queen back in college. We got on great because he was quite talented as a mixologist at one of my favorite gay bars. In short, I was on a date with my over-the-top homosexual bartender.
Lynne took a sip of her cosmo and set in onto the table. “First, his name is RayRay. Second, he clearly spends more on moisturizer and manicures than you do.” She glanced at the dance floor. “Third, he’s been slow dancing with the clearly out-and-proud wedding planner for about three songs, now.”
I glanced over and saw my date making out the male wedding planner. “Oh, poop,” I sighed. “You’re right.”
“Aren’t I always?”
I smiled warmly at her. “And humility is your strong suit.” I took a sip of my own martini and took a good look at my stepmother. God, she was gorgeous. She wore a plain strapless beige gown that clung tightly to her sumptuous figure. A simple strand of pearls hung loosely around her neck, and her neckline revealed a little bit of cleavage—but it was subtle enough to let my imagination frantically plunge into overdrive. Left to my own random association of thoughts, I’d always come back to how I desperately wanted to lead her out of that wedding reception to a nice, secluded room, and peel that gown off of her. Just the thought of that made me squeeze my legs together. But, alas, that wouldn’t be possible. We’d flown into Los Vegas for my cousin’s wedding, and while I had my own hotel room, I had to share it with RayRay (Who was flown out on my father’s dime, by the way). Lynne and my dad had their own room. So with all that in mind, seducing my stepmom would be a lot harder, here. Even if we already gave up the hostile act in front of my daddy, spending too much time together would send up red flags. So, I thought. Knowing my dad, he probably wouldn’t have given two shits either way. Still, for me, there was a pathological need to err on the side of caution. Still, I desperately wanted her.
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