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My Stepmother the Whore
by Lamron MI (newman48098@yahoo.com)
***
Stepmother and stepson find common ground after years
of animosity. (MF, inc, nc, rp)
***
Arlene lay splayed on the dinner table heaving,
aftershocks making her body tremble and quake while she
moaned. How sexy, I sat thinking while watching her
shake. Her usually perfect hair and make-up were a
mess. The light Blue shirt she wore, lay open along
with her front clasp white lacy bra.
Arlene’s large, pillowy breasts hung lewdly toward the
sides of her chest. Her button front Blue denim skirt
was open to her waist, as her torn Pink silk panties
hung from one ankle. Lust made me want to take her
again as I watched our illicit mixture drool out her
glistening snatch and down the crack of her ass.
Arlene began to stir as I went for a second helping
from the dinner table. My rock hard cock brought her
back to life as it slammed into her womanhood. "Oh god
no not again, you bastard this should have never
happened, get out before I tell your father," she
screeched.
I just laughed and kept giving her hard tit shaking
thrusts until I came. When I pulled out, Arlene
immodestly jumped up and ran to the bathroom as our
combined juices ran down her legs. I chuckled to myself
as I dressed to leave.
On my way home I began replaying the evening's events
in my head. Again I chuckled, thinking of Arlene lying
there with lust filled eyes while scolding me. She
couldn’t stop staring at my rock hard shaft as I
hammered her excited hole. This was not something I
thought would happen when she invited me over to
discuss the problems between my estranged father and
me. We were standing in the kitchen talking when I said
something she didn’t like.
"You little bastard, where do you get off saying
something like that?" She snapped.
"First, I’m not a bastard, I just have an asshole
father that doesn’t give a shit about me, furthermore
he is a pussy-whipped, pencil-dicked, asshole," I
responded.
"You should wish to be half the man your father is,"
Arlene quipped.
"Why?" I asked, "Mine was twice his size when I was
16." Arlene didn’t answer as she kept washing the
dishes. Strangely enough this conversation was making
me horny towards a woman that I could never stand. I
began to notice that she was rubbing and squeezing her
legs together. Was she also becoming excited by the
sexual innuendo in the air? The conversation sure
wasn’t bringing the family any closer, so I decided why
not try the hands on approach.
I came up behind my bitchy stepmother. My prick was
solid as an iron bar and made a noticeable lump in my
pants. "Can’t we just kiss or something and make up?" I
asked.
Arlene gasped as my hands snaked under her armpits and
cupped her full, soft breasts. At first she tried to
squirm away, but surprisingly, never said a word, as
she became aware of the formidable, angry hard-on
grinding against her ass. I thumbed her stiffening
nipples and ground my bone into her, as she melted back
onto my chest and sighed. "We really shouldn't be doing
this, your father could be home anytime," she said in a
breathy voice.
What was I hearing? She was not saying stop, or this
was wrong, but that she didn’t want my father to catch
us. Arlene became more wanton and aggressive as I
continued my assault. Reaching between us, she began
stroking my cock through my jeans as I unbuttoned her
blouse. Undoing her front clasp bra, Arlene’s luscious
tits spilled into my hands and I began pulling and
rolling her long, thick, rubbery nipples.
She started moaning and unzipped my pants. Slipping her
hand inside my boxers she started jerking me off as I
reached down and undid a few buttons on her skirt. She
whimpered as she felt my hand slip inside her panties
and brush across her wet, swollen mound. The heat and
dampness radiating from her cunt were incredible. Her
knees buckled when I started rubbing her inflamed clit.
Arlene turned around, looked at me with lust filled
eyes and said, "Why are you making me do this when we
both know how wrong it is?" The question must have been
rhetorical because without another word she slid down
to her knees taking my jeans and shorts with her.
"Oh Kevin, you’re right, it is larger than your
fathers," she said, as she gripped my shaft at its base
and licked it like an ice cream bar. Arlene was
incredible at giving head. She had me on the verge of
cumming at least five times before I finally grabbed
her head and came down her throat.
"Drink it down you cum sucking whore!" I barked. This
only seemed to turn her on more, as she greedily
slurped and gulped down my load. We were far from done
though.
Standing her up, I pushed her towards the dinner table.
Arlene fell back against the table as we kissed angrily
and hard. My hands roamed her sexy older body. Arlene
was 40, but her daily workout regiment was still paying
off. She had that older sexy softness of a well-kept
body. I broke off our kiss and started my decent. I
suckled her thick, puffy nipples gently at first but
when she cradled my head in her hands and moaned, I
became much more aggressive. She seemed to like that
even more.
Running my hands down her thighs to the bottom of her
skirt I opened it to her waist in one hard tug sending
buttons flying everywhere. Continuing my oral assault
on her hard, red, nipples, I moved my hand to her
mound. Rubbing Arlene’s swollen pussy through her
drenched panties; she groaned and squeezed my head
harder to her tits.
That did it for me, I pushed her down on the table and
tore her soaked silk panties down, leaving them hanging
from her ankle. Arlene amused me with her whimpering,
while lying displayed before me, like a common whore.
Here was a woman that became offended if she even heard
the word suck, but instead was begging me not to stop.
"Oh yes, eat my pussy, please it’s been so long, please
suck my clitty," She rasped.
I inserted one, two, then three fingers into her
soaking twat. Her ass was 6 inches off the table and
gyrating as I finger fucked her fleshy hole.
"OH GOD YES! YES! YES!" She screamed as I started
licking and sucking her fat, swollen clit. Arlene’s
whole body shook violently as she started to climax.
Her hands were on my head directing me as she chanted,
"Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god, OH MY GODDDD!!! I’M
CUMMING!!!"
I covered her quaking cunt with my mouth and sucked
hard as my tongue drove deep into her.
"YOU BASTARD, YES, OH MY GOD YES, YES!" She screamed as
her pussy filled my mouth with her succulent nectar.
Once when I was young I saw huge wet spot on her bed
spread. I now knew where it came from as her juices
overflowed my mouth and ran down my chin, pooling on
the table. Standing up I lifted her legs over my
shoulders and plunged my steel shaft in with one hard
stroke. Arlene arched her back and cried out as my cock
filled her spasming hole.
"OHHHHHH MYYYYY GODDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!" She screamed as I
fucked her hard with long, deep strokes.
My mouth began to water as her big, soft breasts swayed
seductively on her chest. Keeping her legs over my
shoulders I grabbed two handfuls of tit and started
gnawing on Arlene’s cog shaped milk faucets.
"I’m cumming again, I’m cumming all over your big
fucking cock," She whined.
Not able to hold back anymore, I used her tits for
handles and started fucking her fast and hard.
"Kevin you can’t cum in me, I’m not on the pill." She
cried out well cumming on my pistoning prick.
"So, that’s not my problem," I said, sinking my
exploding shaft deep in her velvety cunt and cumming
harder than I can ever remember.
Now that I sit back and think about it, maybe I will
have Christmas dinner with the folks this year. After
all I already know whom I’ll have for dessert.
**
Smiling to myself, I had to admit that this was a good
situation. After that first incident with Arlene, I was
able to take her whenever the urge came up. I did wind
up going to Christmas dinner and had a splendid time.
Dad was an asshole as always and ignored the family.
All through the day I kept picturing my seemingly
prudish stepmother on her knees sucking back a hot load
of my jism. After dinner I saw Arlene head down stairs
to get something and decided that I was ready for
dessert. As before, I came up behind her and cupped her
large soft breasts, making her jump. "No," She whined
quietly, "we can’t go down that road again."
I just chuckled and ground my hard cock into her ass.
"We can and will," I said as I turned her around. Her
lips were painted festively with thick, bright red
lipstick. I knew I needed to be between them, so I
pressured her down to her knees. "You know what to do,"
I commanded.
Arlene gazed up at me and said, "Why are you making me
do this again?" As she unzipped my slacks. Reaching
inside she carefully pulled out my stiff pole while I
groped her tits through the thin silken material of her
blouse. Her long, thick nipples were hard and begging
for more attention as I pulled at them. Arlene gave out
a little moan and started jacking me off.
I watched as her sexy red lips parted and took the
bulbous head of twitching prick in her mouth. Now, I
did realize that this was a dangerous situation, but
the excitement of it had me knowing I would be soon be
filling her mouth with my load. Arlene must have sensed
this too, because she was really going at it. Loud
slurping noises filled the air, as her painted lips
left streaks of red along my pulsing shaft.
"Arlene, where the hells the dessert," I heard my
father bellow from up stairs. Arlene looked up at me
with a cock filled face of lust as I smiled and sank my
fingers hard into her tits making her moan. Keeping a
firm grasp of one tit, I grabbed the back of her head
and started fucking her throat.
Arlene gagged at first, but quickly became accustomed
to the intrusion as my balls bounced off her chin.
Looking down I could see she had a hand inside her
pantyhose and was making herself cum too. As she
started her muffled moans of climax my cock was deep in
her throat. Her moaning started an incredible vibration
in my balls, making me spew my pent up load.
Arlene didn’t say a word as she finished jacking me off
onto her tongue and swallowed. With a half smile on her
face she looked up at me and said, "This will never
happen again."
"Yeah, right!" I replied as I wiped my cock off in her
hair and then went upstairs.
To Be Continued...
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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
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