Free No Pulling Out by Lola Minx, Ivana Cox

 
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    NO PULLING OUT
     
    I stood outside my stepson’s door, dreading what the next few seconds might bring.
     
    He was in college now, so I’d expected him to do some “exploring” in these years, but not at home. Not in my house. That was our rule, and one that I was absolutely sure he was violating.
     
    Kids push boundaries all the time. That’s part of being a kid—even a nineteen-year-old. And as he teetered on the cusp of adulthood, we did a strange dance around what would become of our relationship.
     
    It’s easy when they’re younger. Parents have absolute authority then. I was lucky enough to have married his mother when Mark was only six, so he never really questioned my role in his life. His biological father had walked out long before then, and Mark took to me right away as a positive male role model.
     
    Sure, my stepson was no saint, but our problems hadn’t really begun until he hit her late teens. That was when all sorts of lines began to blur, and now during his first summer at home, I began to feel like I no longer knew exactly how to handle him.
     
    I could hear his bed squeaking gently in a rhythmic way, a sound I was accustomed to hearing from my own bed, but certainly not my son’s. I cringed at the thought of what might be going on in there, even though I all but already knew. I also knew that I couldn’t knock and give them a warning. If I did, they’d just make some kind of excuse.
     
    I paused, listening for just a moment more to make sure they’d still be going at it when I opened the door. Then I turned the knob and burst in, letting the door slam into the wall with all the sound of a clap of thunder.
     
    “What the hell are you doing ?!” I roared, half-hearted though it was. Mark was nineteen. This wasn’t exactly unusual for a man his age.
     
    What was unusual, however, was what was going on in his room.
     
    He had a girl in there, just as I’d suspected. I thought I recognized her. What was her name… Christie, maybe? Yeah, it was Christie. I knew I’d seen plenty of times before, but never quite like this. She’d been in the neighborhood for years. I’d watched her grow up into the hot little 19 year old girl she was today, but her parents kept her buttoned up so tight with their home schooling and church duties. Hell, I’d never seen the girl in anything except frumpy white ankle length dresses with that silver cross of hers around that pretty little neck. It was a bit of a surprise to see her like this…
     
    Innocent little Christie was being a very naughty girl…
     
    My stepson’s eyes were wide, his face contorted into a terrified grimace as he recoiled from my rage. He was scrambling away from me, trying to get a grip on the mess of sheets behind him, yet still sliding down the mattress and further into this little girl’s mouth.
     
    Christie was on her knees in front of him. His long dick was between her lips. As her gaze shifted to me, she batted her long eyelashes in surprise. I heard her grunt around the fat rod of flesh jammed into her throat, something that might have been a word but was lost to the slurping sound she made as she went to pull away.
     
    None of that, inherently, was odd. I was no stranger to blowjobs. But the way innocent young