"Good night all." Vivian the first one who go into her room after dinner.
"Night." Valian followed.
"Good night, Vincent." Vittoria the third.
"Vani is sleepy..."
"Come on, Vani, sister will take you to your room." Vittoria take Vani little hands to her room up stair.
After cleaning the table and kitchen, Vincent followed his four step sister. Walk to his bedroom at second floor.
"Ah, Vincent, wait a moment. Mom needs your help with something." Just right before Vincent stepped the first stairs, Violet shouted.
"Alright."
It had been three days since Vincent live with his new family. During those three days, nothing interesting happened except for Vivian's perverted mischief every time Vincent met her, and Valian who always came in the afternoon to bite his finger and suck a little of his blood.
Sometimes Vincent helped Vani tidy up her room (in one night, Vani's room could turn into a wrecked ship in an instant) or cooked daily meals together with Vittoria.
Besides that, his stepmother often smiled on the sofa while knitting. She said she was making something special for Vincent as a welcome gift for him.
Until this moment, Vincent was in Violet's room, which was also his biological mother and father's room before.
There were photos of his childhood and photos of his stepsisters' childhood displayed on the wall near the bed and cabinet.
"What does stepmother need? It's already late and I need to sleep soon. Auntie said she's coming to visit me tomorrow."
Violet locked her room door. Click! With the key in her hand, she smiled softly at Vincent, who was confused as to why his stepmother locked the room door.
"Stepmother?.."
Vincent became wary and walked backward as Violet slowly walked towards him, smiling softly in a way that would tempt any man.
She opened the house dress she was wearing.
Vincent immediately raised his hands to his face to avoid seeing what was behind the sexy dress his stepmother was wearing.
Taking something from the cabinet table, Violet then whispered softly into Vincent's right ear.
"Vincent.. please help satisfy mother tonight~"
Vincent's face turned redder like a boiled crab. He was shocked to hear it and opened his hands to see his stepmother smiling softly and temptingly, wearing only purple lingerie while holding a bottle of olive oil to her chest.
"W-w-what? W-wait, we shouldn't do this!"
"Ara? I only asked you to massage my back like we talked about this afternoon. Why is your face so red like that, my son?"
Vincent gaped. He felt as if he had been betrayed by the expectations in his own mind.
He let out a heavy sigh. At the same time, he was relieved that it wasn't something perverted like he had thought. Just a back massage, what's wrong with that?
"Stepmother should have said so from the beginning. You made me misunderstand."
Violet chuckled, "Ara~ is my son thinking adult thoughts with mom? Vincent has become a naughty boy, hasn't he~" while handing the olive oil bottle to Vincent.
"Hurry up and lie down! I want to go to my room soon." Vincent took the olive oil bottle from his stepmother's hand.
Violet nodded and then immediately lay down on the large, soft bed that was big enough for three adult men to sleep together.
In a prone position, Violet let her back face upwards, wearing only lingerie. Her head rested on a pillow so that her neck wouldn't ache from her large, soft breasts pressing into the bed.
Vincent sat beside his stepmother, swallowing hard many times. He often experienced similar things when he was at his aunt's house, so he knew what to do.
But the beautiful sight of his stepmother's body would make any normal person unable to resist and immediately attack such a sexy, voluptuous, and tempting woman. Especially since his stepmother's face looked as young as a college student, even though her age was far from it.
Look at the size of her buttocks and how beautiful the round shape of that big cake was. Vincent's hands were already sweating before he poured oil onto his stepmother's back.
Not to mention her slender and ideal figure for a woman who had given birth to four children like her. Vincent could hardly believe that Violet had truly given birth to four daughters while her body remained slender and sexy. Normally, mothers her age would have quite plump and loose bodies, but Violet appeared to be the opposite. Voluptuous, curvy and firm. What secret lay behind such a beautiful appearance was unknown.
On his stepmother's back, Vincent began to pour fragrant golden olive oil. As the oil touched her skin, Violet let out a soft, muffled sigh into the pillow.
"Hmmng!"
Vincent took a deep breath, calming 'the dragon' that was so tense, wanting to escape its cage and hunt what in front of him.
With determination and a steel face, Vincent's hands slowly spread the slippery oil over his stepmother's shoulders and neck. He gently moved Violet's long hair, which was in the way, up over her head.
"Hmmh.."
Violet sighed in pleasure, feeling the warm and slippery touch of Vincent's palms on her neck and shoulders. A second later, Vincent began to massage gently.
"Hnnh.. I'm envious of your aunt who gets to experience Vincent's great massages every Sunday.."
"Stepmother is too exaggerated in praising me."
Vincent became a little more enthusiastic about putting his energy into massaging and making his stepmother comfortable.
"Ah Vincent.. wait." Violet raised her hand and turned around. She then unhooked her bra. Allowing her large, soft, and round breasts to hang full of temptation. Slightly dark pink nipples were visible in the center. As well as a beauty mole mark above her left breast.
She was now lying on her back. Revealing the beautiful sight of her front body.
"Now let's continue~ my son~"
Before that, you might be wondering why all of this happened?
All of this started during lunch.
"Vincent and Vittoria's cooking always tastes delicious. Mom is curious if Vincent learned to cook from Aunt Grace and Selena." Violet praised Vincent and her third daughter. She sipped the thick mushroom corn soup from her spoon with a face full of happy smiles. Even for her, three-star restaurants were nothing compared to the cooking of her stepson and third daughter.
Vincent shook his head, "Actually, I learned to cook because they couldn't cook." With a lazy face, Vincent recalled his two aunts whose behavior was no different from his new family.
"Eh? Mom thought Aunt Grace and Aunt Selena were great people." Violet seemed a little surprised to hear this unique fact from the two aunts' nephew itself. Violet had met them on the day she married the two aunts' brother-in-law (Vincent's father) and she got the impression of great and beautiful women from them.
How could they not? Aunt Selena was a police officer, more precisely a detective, while Aunt Grace was a renowned lawyer in the city.
Compared to them and Vincent's mother, who was the younger sister of these two great women, Violet seemed unconfident to stand beside them.
"They are great people." Vincent chewed his bread dipped in thick mushroom soup with annoyance. "But as adults, they are like children. I was forced to take care of all their needs including washing clothes, cooking, cleaning the house, and even massaging them every week! Although it was my agreement to be able to live with them as long as father was alive. But still!"
"So you're used to doing housework? My stepbrother is truly great! I'm proud of you!" Vivian gave a thumbs up while smiling proudly at Vincent. There were bread crumbs and soup smears on her cheeks.
"Heh, I'm sure you got some benefits too. Aren't Aunt Grace and Selena beautiful women?" Valian, who was stirring the contents of his bowl with bread, said lazily. He didn't like vegetables.
"Benefits ugh.." Vincent recalled his days living with the two aunts who were troublesome for him. He could only sigh in annoyance remembering it. "More precisely, their the one who extorted profit from me. Just because I'm their nephew, they did whatever they wanted to me."
"That must've felt hard." Vittoria said, she somewhat understood Vincent's suffering since she was also the one who took care of all her family's needs if Vincent's father and Vincent were not around. On the other hand, she was happy that Vincent turned out to have a lot in common with her.
"Cool dad!" Vani could only say those two words, her eyes sparkling with admiration for her step-brother.
"Ara, Vincent just said he massaged Aunt Grace and Aunt Selena every week. Mother is curious what it feels like to be massaged by my beloved son~"
Vincent, who was annoyed remembering his past, said without thinking.
Nodding, "They always ask me to massage their stiff bodies. When I asked why not go to a professional masseuse, they replied that no masseuse is better at massaging than me."
"Ara~ Mother is even more curious. So, can I try your massage, Vincent?"
"Of course, just say the word and I'll make you feel good with my massage."
"Ara~ Mother is really looking forward to it~"
And now back to the present.
"W-wait! Why is stepmother taking off your bra!?"
"Hmm, wouldn't that bother Vincent massaging Mom's body? As far as Mom knows, at a massage parlor, Mom has to be completely naked so the masseuse can massage all parts of Mom's body."
"That's true... but that's if the masseuse is a woman. Vincent is a man so... keep your underwear on!" Vincent said, blushing. The sight before his eyes was truly captivating! He was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself from doing something perverted to his own stepmother.
Why does stepmother always act so carelessly like this? Is she intentionally trying to make me attack her?
Violet didn't listen and instead took off her remaining underwear and threw it carelessly. Then she lay back down comfortably on her stomach.
"Come on Vincent, Mom likes it when Vincent gently touches Mom's body."
Gulp. Vincent was now on Violet's beautiful buttocks and was about to continue his task. He applied more oil to his stepmother's back.
If this is what stepmother wants, then fine!
Like an expert masseur, Vincent's hands began to move over the entire surface of Violet's smooth, clean white skin from the top of her neck to her tailbone. He even didn't hesitate to smear slippery olive oil onto his stepmother's beautiful round buttocks. Making Violet unable to resist moaning in pleasure.
"Hmmngh... Ahn! That feels so good..."
Vincent focused on his work, gently massaging Violet's sexy hips up, then down. He massaged like a baker, skillfully pressing his fingers into points on her body that made Violet feel good.
Then Vincent's fingers went down to Violet's plump hamstrings and began to massage them one by one. During the massage process, Vincent tried to control his heartbeat and breathing because he could see everything from his stepmother, including the tempting pink cake between her crotch.
"Ahngh! Vincent, a little higher... Mom feels so good..."
Vincent's fingers, which were massaging with his eyes closed, moved his fingers a little higher near her buttocks. He knew that area was sensitive so he massaged it quickly and immediately moved to her calves before he lost control to lust.
"Ahn! Vincent, why did you move? Mom liked it when Vincent touched that spot just now..."
"No! I'm only massaging the important parts of the body." Vincent tried to speak firmly but actually he wanted to massage the crotch area longer. However, his common sense said otherwise and still held control so as not to cross the line. Gently, he massaged his stepmother's calves one by one, then her feet, with expert massage techniques (he learned them from someone).
"Ah... So good..."
For ten minutes, Violet moaned as she was massaged, even drooling from her mouth, feeling the truly pleasurable massage. But she didn't feel it was enough.
"That's enough, stepmother. It's late and I need to sleep." Vincent tried to make an excuse, knowing that if this continued, it would lead to a dangerous scene in his life.
But Violet's hand stopped Vincent from getting off her bed.
"The front." Violet said with a flushed face and heavy breathing. A face that would make any man melt with lust. "Vincent hasn't massaged mom's front yet."
Vincent clenched his jaw while closing his eyes. He tried to control 'the dragon' erection, which was very hard and tense. He really wanted to attack the sexy, unguarded, and beautiful woman in front of him.
But he realized that his high sense of morality still helped Vincent to restrain himself and stay sane!
"Five minutes! Only five minutes, then sleep."
Violet nodded in agreement. She lay her sexy body on the bed. Meanwhile, Vincent was ready to sit on her hips.
This position... Ara~ this reminds me of Virtus. Her son is so much like him.
For some reason, Violet smiled, a smile full of love that made Vincent speechless.
"Hah..." Vincent exhaled, "I'll start." Vincent began to drip olive oil onto his stepmother's large and passionate bare chest. All this time, every time he saw his stepmother's breasts, he imagined what it would feel like to squeeze those 'watermelons'.
And now his hands were coating his stepmother's entire body with slippery, aromatic oil. Violet raised both hands above her head so Vincent could spread the oil evenly. There was a little thin hair in both her armpits. Just like under her hips, where Vincent was now sitting.
Slowly, from her upper arms and collarbone, Vincent rubbed gently and softly. Occasionally, he gave a slight pressing touch for relaxation. Violet closed her eyes, feeling the soft, pleasurable touch. She moaned softly as Vincent massaged every part of her upper body.
After finishing the collarbone and upper arms on both sides, Vincent moved to the main course. He glanced at the clock while wiping the cold sweat flowing from his forehead.
Only one minute has passed.
Then his gaze returned to Violet, who looked so tempting. Her eyes were half-closed, her mouth half-open, breathing heavily. Vincent could hear and feel his stepmother's warm breath.
He then shook his head and focused on his work.
His slippery hands began to gently caress his stepmother's large breasts with taut nipples. His fingers immediately sank into the softness as Vincent caressed Violet's two large 'watermelons'.
"Ahng..."
He swallowed hard, then began to gently massage his stepmother's large 'watermelons'.
Violet groaned and moaned with pleasure as Vincent gently and carefully massaged every part of his stepmother's large, soft breasts. He moved his hand to the side of the breast, then under the breast, and then circled upwards, around the taut nipple in the center. Then he gently pressed and massaged it with full attention.
"Ahngh... that feels good, Vincent... squeeze harder..."
For two minutes, Vincent massaged his stepmother's 'watermelons'. He felt addicted to the softness he felt in his hands. Although they were large and his entire palm couldn't fully squeeze them, Vincent liked the soft feeling that made his fingers sink into the soft breasts. Violet's legs began to itch, feeling something under her hips. She felt something was about to burst out.
"Vincent... Can you suck mommy's nipple?"
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