Stepmom Shows Me How to Fuck My Boyfriend

So, my stepmom walked in on us, and instead of freaking out, she just laughed and said I was doing it all wrong, which is how I ended up getting a hands-on lesson in stepmother sex education right then and there, with her guiding my hips and whispering pointers while my boyfriend groaned underneath us. It was surreal having her that close, her breath warm on my neck as she showed me the exact rhythm he needed, and honestly, the way she took charge made everything feel way more intense. Before I knew it, we were all tangled up together, her hands on my back while I kissed him, and it turned into this raw, messy, amateur threesome that felt less like teaching and more like pure instinct. I remember thinking how weird it was that she smelled like our laundry detergent, but that small detail just made the whole thing feel dirtier and more real. Her fingers guided mine, and we moved like we’d done it a hundred times, all three of us chasing that same dizzying peak until we collapsed in a sweaty heap, and honestly, I’ve never looked at her the same way since.