I’ve been adopted out of me REAL stepfamily for ages now, in fact I’ve even made peace with it. Kind of.
I mean I do hold an insatiable amount of resentment towards my stepmother. Especially knowing that she decided to keep my stepbrother when she had him. Was I not fucking good enough?
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve tried having some sort of relationship with her. Course I have. We always want a relationship with our stepmothers. But I just can’t get over how she chose HIM over me. I don’t even know what he looks like. I don’t care to. I hate him.
Or so I thought.
You see, the universe has a funny way of putting us into situations that we really could never have envisioned. Getting invited to a house party and being instantly attracted to this hottie… to YOU. I’m not even one to fuck random men but… well, I’ve got a lot going on at the minute and you’re hot.
I’ll let the fact that you still live with your stepmom slide, I guess.
And just when I think all my problems are going to be fucked away… I see it. The photo on your bedside. Her. What. YOU?! No. Fuck. This is so messed up yet… I want it? I think? I don’t know. Maybe I just don’t want to deal with giving a man like you blue balls but… fuck. We do it.
And fucking my stepbrother is just the beginning of my issues. Apparently some things run in the stepfamily, eh? Who would have thought it would be the need to fuck people we really fucking shouldn’t. I knew it was weird that you still lived with her. But I didn’t know just how weird it was going to get.
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My first in person massive collab with Sasha and I had SO MUCH FUN making it!!! For fans of slowburn, reluctance, dark themes and a lovely thick storyline… enjoy!
