Broken Rules, Wet sheets

Story 1.

Ellen's POV

"Hmmm. Yes, Cane, yes! Fuck me harder!!" 

Those were the words mom spewed out almost every night since she took a week's leave from work.

We were just three in the apartment - and I'm the only child. 

"Oh, Cane," another moan slipped into my ear.

I can't even sleep properly because these two decide to have sex every night, it's not even helping me because my hormones feel like I'm the one beneath Cane, or right above him, riding him like my life depends on it. 

Yes, I know Cane is my stepfather, but I can tell he wants me too. From the stolen glance whenever I'm in my tank top and bum shorts to the smack of his lips when my towel once mistakenly slid down my body in the living room because I wanted to watch my favorite show. 

I can hear the buzzing sound of a vibrator, coming directly from Mom's room.

"Now is the time," I whispered to myself.

The sound of their skins slapping rhythmically had already turned me on, and I could feel my juice dripping quietly from my cunt.

I brought out my vibrator, spread my legs wide under the duvet, eyes closed.

"Since you don't have a boyfriend, imagine your stepfather's cock inside of you," I told myself softly, licking my lips. The pleasures Cane made me feel since I turned eighteen had always been the best.

Turning on the vibrator, I slid it in mildly, teasing myself and reminiscing on that pleasure he gave me five years ago.

"I want you to fuck me, Cane," I whispered to the air, increasing the vibrator. I slid it in completely.

The sensation and excitement ran through me as I curled my feet, relishing every single moment.

I followed the rhythmic sound of their skin, each thrust bringing me closer to climax.

"Hmm, yes!!" I tried so hard to suppress my moans. "Deeper Cane, yes!"

I murmured as I came undone on the vibrator, teasing myself slightly before I put it off.

"Ah, that was a good one," I muttered before I heard a mild knock on my door.

I froze.

Mum? Cane?

Must be one of them, but the former meant big trouble.

I opened the door to see Cane sweaty and shirtless. He had a short towel around his waist, and I tried so hard to control my eyes, but they betrayed me. Apparently, he was still hard.

"What do you need?" I asked, trying to stay focused.

"Reduce the sound of that toy. You can come to my office for some goodies tomorrow." He whispered and went back into the room.

I closed the door carefully, my heart thudding like it's about to explode.

How did he hear?

"It's nothing, honey. She was fast asleep." I heard him tell my Mum as they continued.

I curled up on the bed, thinking of the statement he made as I forced myself to sleep.

"Morning, Ellen, you're up