The next few days things had gone back to normal, as much as it could, although when Amaryllis had some time alone, she found herself masturbating in her room or on the couch downstairs. Carter was aware of this change too, either through the camera or from the soft moans coming from her room where she thought he wouldn't be heard. All Carter could do was to lock himself in his room and try to focus on something else. He found that the more he jerked off, the more he wanted his stepmom and the more he found it difficult to control himself around her.
It also didn't help that she still cried every night and, like the first night, he had gone back and held her to sleep every night since. He also left early in the mornings so his morning arousal wouldn't be noticed by his stepmom and he was feeling the effects of losing an hour or two of sleep everyday. This wasn't sustainable, he knew, but he also knew his father was coming home in a few days and he wanted to hold and sleep with her as much as he could before he couldn't. He wasn't sure how he felt about that. Something had to change.
That opportunity came upon them the next morning, three days before his father was due to arrive. Carter was so exhausted from his lack of sleep that, despite his hard-on, he remained curled up next to his stepmom. Instead, his hand resting on Ame's stomach had slowly made its way down, middle fingers curling in between her legs to pull her closer into him; his rapidly stiffening cock nestled perfectly between the valley of her ass and against his stomach.
Both of them slowly awoke as his fingers started pressing into her, rubbing at her clit through her sleep shorts; she started pressing back, her ass rubbed against his cock. She let out a small moan, her small hand grabbing his and pressing him into her clit harder. At first he was horrified that he had molested her in her sleep but as soon as she started grinding back against his cock and pressing his hand against her slit, he was lost.
"Ame..." He moaned into the back of her head; his fingers tucked up under the band of her shorts and panties, touching her wet slit for the first time. She responded with a moan, her hand pulling on his, encouraging him to touch her more, to play with her clit and to slip a finger into her. Emboldened, he rubbed her clit with his fingers, already slick with her juices, feeling and listening to her body respond.
"Please... please don't stop." That sweet voice of hers begging him, eliciting a low growl that began in his chest. This is what he had been dreaming and fantasizing of this past week. His cock grew even harder, as it leaked precum all over his boxers. With her eyes still closed, she slid her hand back towards him, feeling the stiff pole at her ass, poking her in the back, and wrapped her fingers around him through the material. He groaned, almost cumming right then as he watched her stroke him slowly.
He couldn't take it. He had to have her right at this moment. It was too much.
He withdrew his fingers from her and tugged her bottoms off, he pulled her onto her hands and knees, admiring her beautiful, round bottom as she knelt there. Ame looked back at him lustfully, the primal part of her ruling over her sense and reason; she barely registered that it was her stepson behind her and not some fantasy stranger. A part of her knew she shouldn't let him continue but the stronger part of her needed it. Her fingers were not enough and she needed more; she needed a real cock.
"Please. I need you." She half whispered and half moaned as she watched him release his cock from his boxers. It was beautiful. Thick and long and the veins stood out from it prominently; she could feel herself get even more wet just looking at it. He lined up his cock with her slit, rubbing the head up and down from her clit to her ass, coating it with her wetness. He sighed blissfully as the heat of her pussy warmed his cock, resisting the urge to just take her like an animal; instead, he wanted to savor every minute and memorize how she would feel wrapped around him. This might be his one and only chance and he didn't want to squander it.
"You have no idea, Ame, how much I've wanted this." He gasped as he slid his cock in an inch, the thick head of his cock splitting open her pussy lips. He was much thicker than the mailman, or anyone else she'd been with, and she groaned as he started to stretch her hole to accept him. This felt better than any other cock or her fingers had felt and she tried to push back, to sink him deeper into her but he held her hips in place, controlling the pace.
"Don't move, my little slut." He growled as he slowly, inch by agonizing inch, sank his cock into her warm, inviting tunnel. He held still a moment when his cock was finally completely buried in her, relishing how hot she was wrapped around him. He had planned to go slow at first but her moans and her hips pressing back to him released his control and he started to thrust into her hard.
