6. Dubcon
cw/tw: no outbreak, stepmom!abby, virgin/innocent reader, grooming, mommy kink
wc: 1378
an: is Abby a lesbian? Yes. Is she married to a man in this au? Also yes but just for useless plot purposes.
Walking through the door you sighed upon seeing a very particular set of keys on the ring. There was only one set, letting you know that your dad was out while your new stepmom Abby was home. You walked up the stairs, attempting to bypass your dad's room and not see her but to your annoyance you heard her voice calling you.
“How was your day sweetie?”
“Uh it was good.” You said shortly looking up her. She was different than all the other women your dad dated, but just personality wise but appearance wise. She was 5’8 which isn’t very tall, but coming from a very short family where the tallest man is 5’7 it was a big difference. She also had the most muscle mass you had ever seen on a woman. Her thighs were bigger than your head and her biceps bulged with every movement of her arms. Her personality matched her appearance, being strong willed and dominant while still being generous and kind to others.
“I’m glad to hear,” she said before pausing.
“How would you like to watch a movie, get in some bonding time?” She asked pursing her lips. You kind of liked that she made the effort to hang out with you even though you had just turned 18 and would be leaving your childhood home soon.
“Uh sure, let me just get settled.” You said, walking down the hall to your room. Entering the room, you plopped your things on your bed, slipped off your shoes and changed into one of your sleep shirts and a pair of shorts that barely covered your thighs.
“What movie are we watching?” You called.
“Some kind of wonderful! It was my favorite movie when I was your age.” She called back excitedly. Putting on your slippers, you went back down the hall and entered your dads room.
“When is my dad getting home?”
“He said he’s working until 6 so around 7.” She said popping in the DVD. You sat on the bed with her and being so close you started to realize just how much bigger she was. You felt tiny and that you paled in comparison to her. Instead of feeling intimated though, your brain felt kind of fuzzy. Her nature of causal touches, rubbing your arm, resting her hand on your back only made it worse. Your eyes trailed from the screen up at her, taking in the beauty of her features. You always thought she was pretty but never really studied her. Her eyes met yours and you quickly looked away embarrassed. Abby gave a laugh.
“You know,” she started.
“I realize that it must be weird to have a new step mom so late in your life but I do want us to keep the really good relationship we are starting have. You can take all the time you need but I want you to know that you can always come to me when you’re feeling down or just need some extra support.” Your face flushed and the moment made you weirdly emotional. You never really had any semblance of a normal mom, a good one. She smiled warmly and let you hug her, your arms wrapped around her middle. She kissed you on the forehead and you both cuddled together. Her strong arms held you close and still fighting off your emotions, you felt her hands slide up to patch of skin right underneath your breasts.
Another reason you had been so surprised when your dad brought her home is that she defied many stereotypes and roles that you grew up believing. Granted you were extremely sheltered and were homeschooled your entire life but it was a surprise nonetheless. Just like that moment, a swirl on confusion formed in your brain. Her fingers gently brushed the underside of your breasts and you heard her take a breath before saying,
“You trust me right?” You nodded and she continued to speak.
“How you do feel about me making you feel extra special?” Her fingers reached the hem of your sleep shirt and started to slip underneath.
“What are you doing?” She responded by ghosting the pads of her fingers over your nipples, tracing circles around them and twisting them. You instantly felt it in your cunt wetness pooling in your panties. She cupped your breasts, massaging the fat.
“Mmm, that’s it baby.” She cooed as you leaned into her moaning slightly.
“You can take off my shirt.” You whispered warning a grin from Abby. She slid the shirt off of you tossing it the side and pressing light kisses to your breasts.
“You’re perfect.”
“You like them?”
“I love them. You’re gorgeous.” She confirmed latching her mouth on one of your nipples while squeezing the other breast in her other hand. She swirled her tongue around it and it hardened allowing her to suck harder.
“Oh my god, Abby!” You moaned. She switched breasts and the other opposite treatment.
“I’ll give you more if you ask nicely.” She teased.
“Please Abby,” you begged.
“Please what?”
“You know…” you trailed off embarrassed.
“Make me feel nice.” You whispered, barely audible.
“Alright sweetheart,” she giggled.
“But remember this is our special secret, no one but us will ever know.”
“Ok.” Abby looked at you expectantly like she was waiting for you to finish your sentence. You looked at her confused,
“Ok…” she repeated, mouthing ‘mommy’ afterward.
“Ok mommy.” You said, the same feeling stirring in your cunt.
“Can mommy take off your shorts?” You nodded yes and she cooed slipping them off revealing a tiny black thong.
“Look how beautiful.” She mused. You yelped as you suddenly felt her hand collide with your ass slapping it.
“God.” Abby groaned. The movie still played quietly in the back long forgotten. She pushed you against the bed laying down on your back with your legs to the side and your hips up. She left the bed and retrieved something you couldn’t see before returning and showing off a strap on. An 8 inch black strap on dildo with a girth that instilled fear in your chest. You flushed with panic as she crawled on the bed.
“What’s that for?” She giggled,
“I’m going to show you how much I love you. Now, open your legs.”
“Wait, you’re going to put in there?” You asked.
“Yes, baby.”
“Are you sure?”
“It’s going to feel amazing baby I promise.”
“What if it doesn’t fit?” She laughed again.
“Of course it will fit. Just try to relax.” She said, letting her fingers drop down to your pussy.
“Gotta warm you up first.” She traced the the outline of your pussy letting your wetness soak your fingers.
“You’re so pretty.” She murmured before slowly pushing in one of fingers. Your body twitched and grabbed her forearm. The intrusion felt strange but not totally bad just a sting. She moved her finger around exploring and let a second finger work its way in.
“You’re so tight. Let it hurt a bit, it’ll feel so much better in just a moment.” She breathed. She lined up her strap with your pussy and pushed it in stretching you out. You gasped and curled forward groaning.
“Shhh it’s ok baby girl. Mommy’s got you, mommy’s got you.” She continued thrusting in and out.
“Hurts.”
“It’s ok, it’s gonna feel good I promise.” Abby cooed. The pain turned to pleasure as you started to gasp. Your grip on her tightened and you looked at her wildly for reassurance as you started to moan. Her thrusts got quicker and she bottomed out against your cervix. You let out another languid moan and your eyes rolled back.
“Ah wait, I have to pee. I have to pee-“ you said, your panic returning.
“You don’t have pee i promise.” She said.
“Let go, it’s gonna ok. Mommy promises.” Abby’s thrusts started to stutter and you go, squirting onto the bed sheets. You immediately started to apologize and she was quick to correct you.
“It’s perfectly normal, don’t worry about it. It’s okay.” Your eyes softly closed and she kissed your lips softly.
“Can I clean you up?” You nodded, watching her take a rag and wipe between your thighs.
“You’re such a good girl.”
