'She's fucking drenched...'
"Stiles..." Melissa's plea is obvious, but I want her to say it.
"Say it, say it mommy Melissa, tell me you want your adopted son's thick fat cock to pound your neglected beautiful pussy.
"Stiles." Melissa's whimper is full of uncertainty and need.
Reaching up and grabbing her face harshly but not hard enough to actually hurt her.
"Say it."
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Melissa pov
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"St-Stiles I want you!" The words tumble out of my mouth honestly, and full of the desire burning through my body.
"That's a good mommy, good Mommy's get special treatment." Stiles calling me a good mommy sends a twisted thrill of desire and guilt through me, as his knee slides back, his right hand lets go of my face.
I gulp as Stiles slides down his face brushing along my stomach as her pulls my panties off, his tongue grazes my tender slit, sending a lightning bolt of pleasure up my spine.
"Oh Stiles, Sc-Scott!" I moan but then the thought of waking Scott up, him seeing Stiles and I intertwined begins to bring me to the reality of what we're doing, what I'm allowing to be done, and then Stiles tongue starts to twirl around my clitoris.
"Ohh, fuck Stiles, hmm!" I cry out and then bite down harshly on my bottom lip to muffle the sound while lifting up my left leg, feeling my damp thong sliding off of my left foot.
Stiles's hot lips burn up along my flesh, between my breasts, "I can take you to some place special, where we can be alone, you can scream and moan my name all you want." Stiles's hot breath tickles my ear and neck, 'Oh fuck, I don't care anymore.'
"Take me Stiles, take me where we can be alone, and fuck me, fuck me, Stiles." The words slip out of me, I can feel Stiles smirking as grabs the back of my right leg, and slides his young big fat cock into me, my mind blanks out as, I'm stretched in a way I haven't been since childbirth, the air rushes out of my lungs, in a loud cry in a mix of pleasure and pain.
"Fuck, Mommy your pussy feels so fucking good, you're so fucking tight and wet." Stiles groans and I flood around him, at his naughty words, suddenly the solid wall behind me seems to disappear, a rush of fear and excitement rushes through me, accompanied by a powerful twitching of Stiles's cock.
Stiles picks me up and carries me, his hands digging into my ass, every step sending a jolt of pleasure throughout my body, as his twitching cock jostles inside of me, everything feels fuzzy while I look around, the place looks like a high-end loft in the city. 'How? Oh fuck I don't care, I can ask Stiles tomorrow.'
"Fuck me Stiles, fuck me hard." The words leave my lips and Stiles turns and presses my back up against a door.
"Mommy Melissa wants it rough?" 'Oh god Stiles, why does being teased by you make me want it more?!'
"Ohhh-Fuck!" I cry out as Stiles thrust up inside of me hard and fast, his one hand leaves my ass and for a moment I worry I might fall but that is exhilarating, Stiles supports me like I weigh nothing as he fucks me up against the door.
"Oh oh ohh, yes baby!" I cry out as Stiles fucks me so good, I already feel my orgasm coming.
"Say it mommy, say mommy loves your big fat cock inside of her." A taboo thrill runs through me at Stiles calling me mommy, I've always known he sees me as his mother, but to know he sees me as a beautiful, sexual creature is so erotic and fulfilling.
"I-I love it, I fucking love it!" the words tumble out of me in a moan, I can feel Stiles smiling against my neck with his face buried in my hair his hot breath burns hot against my skin.
"Ohh-oh yes, Mommy loves it, mommy loves you! Fuuuck!" I cry out as I lose it cumming on my son's best friend's cock…my son's cock.
The dirty morbid thought enters my mind, Stiles is my baby boy…my son, my world goes white with pleasure as Stiles continues to fuck me through my orgasm, I can feel it through his twitching cock that he's close.
"Nghh-St-ahhnn-iles, fuck-p-ahh-ull, mm-out, not-haa-birth-ohh-control!" I try to tell Stiles that I'm not on the pill but he's just too good at hitting every spot inside of me.
"Fuck Mommy you're so tight, I can't!" 'Ohh NOOO!' I cry out in my mind as molten cum shoots into my depths from Stiles's violently twitching cock, as he continues to try and fuck me deeper.
"OHHH YES BABBYYY!!!"
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Melissa pov end, Erica PoV start
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"Mom, are you okay? He-he broke your wrist!" I ask my mom in worry now that Stiles is gone I can finally process what happened, I know I have to make sure he thinks…that.
"I'm fine sweetie, he fixed what he broke…and it's not as bad as I've gotten before…from men that are still adapting to new power…and whose internal energies are as out of sync as that poor young man." Mom's words stun me.
"Wh-what do you mean?" I ask because I'm feeling worried that Stiles won't be able to heal me before going psycho.
"Hmm, how best to explain it, the boy suffers from lots of deep trauma that unbalances him to begin with, now add his new powers, his new heritage, and the instinctive drive to be close to the supernatural…it's no surprise he lashes out dangerously when his one little piece of normality is endangered…" Mom explains it to me and it does make sense but still what he did to Lydia even if I do find it hot and it makes me horny is wrong, and now breaking my mom's wrist, things like that just can't happen, and I like Stiles I've had a crush on him since kindergarten, he was always nice to me and would share his snacks and toys.
"Your energies are becoming quite hectic as well…it seems like whatever you two have been doing together has been slowly awakening the dormant energies inside of you…you'll probably experience mood swings just as sharply as he is…" My mother winks at me suggestively.
"I am curious about how he has such powers…they are not normal for a Dēcapitāre, though some Dēcapitāres were known to have special abilities…my father your grandfather could shapeshift into other people."
'That's cool…I should tell her he's part witch maybe mom could help…god I sound like a hippy…balance his energies.'
"He said that his mom was a witch and these are powers that she had…"
"Oh…that makes a lot more sense…no wonder his energies are so imbalanced he needs to learn to commune with nature and start having sex…to put things right especially still being in the cycle of puberty." I feel hot at Mom's mentioning of Stiles needing to start having sex.
"Hmm, I should take it upon myself to drain the young handsome Dēcapitāre's balls…his life energy will be so delicious…mmm…just like Daddy's was!"
"MOM!!!" I shout mortified at what I'm hearing, and maybe a little protective of Stiles, I still have feelings for him even if I feel I should be a lot more cautious around him now.
"Oh don't be such a prude Erica, better me than someone else." Mom teases me and a very reluctant part of me agrees at least if he's fucking my mom he won't stop healing me.
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Yes Erica isn't all sweet and loving, she's self motivated, that's why she doesn't react as negatively as she should with MC's behavior! I wanted it connect the Erica I saw in the show to this one, a girl who would do anything for her own benefit like her trying to fuck Derek in the show.