Directed by Ricky Greenwood Just a few months ago my world was turned upside down when my step-dad left my stepmom, Ariel. I heard them ****, step-daddy was furious and embarrassed that Ariel cheated on him with his own secretary. Ariel cried, apologized, and fell to her knees. I saw a different side to my step-father that day, and I believe I saw his true character. When he told me to pack my stuff, I laid on the floor consoling my stepStep-Mother instead. To hell with him. I wanted to live with my stepmom. I don't want you to think that life is all roses and sunshine with my stepmom. I love her but she has some serious flaws. She's super religious and disapproves of my deviant lifestyle-- I'm a lesbian. I never told her that I know her secret. I know it would devastate her and now is just not the time to cause her anymore pain. Oh yeah, speaking of pain-- step-mom has been a royal pain. She wants me to change majors because an art degree won't make money. She also struggles to pay the mortgage but redecorates the entire house. Just when I was going to call my step-aunt for an intervention, I see her sitting in our kitchen with my stepmom having coffee and cookies. My step-aunt, Penny Barber, is quite possibly the coolest woman on the entire fucking planet! She's fun, she's wild, and oh yeah-- one time we kissed, and she taught me how to make myself cum. I waited for an opportunity to be alone with her, just me and her, and this time will be different. I will kiss her back. I will take off her skinny jeans and panties, I will please her back! I will. I will! Watch the story unfold..
Includes: Step-Son played by Lyra Louvel transforms into step-daughter, special effects, TG, oil fetish, surprised step-Mom reached frustrated boy how to cum.(Prelude) My boy never really played nice with the others, even when he was a little one he was the type to take a toy away from a boy or girl if he wanted to play with it. Some say that he is a grown spoiled brat, but I think that he is simply an ambitious, Type A personality. He's recently pissed off a particularly witchy looking young woman. She's been by the house to ask me "where the hell is he?" I barely raise an eyebrow, he's angered lots of young ladies in the past, lots of girls just don't "get him." I lie, "he's not home." She storms off my property and yells "he'll know soon enough what it's like to be a woman," I watched her as she stomped down the side walk, and I bring the groceries in, look at the time, and wake my little angel boy up.The sun hasn't risen yet, it's so early in the morning, but he needs to get ready for school. I come in close to him, tell him about the unstable young woman, and his eyelids are so heavy. "I'll let you **** for five more minutes," I tell him warmly. I leave and his arms begin to thin, his torso becomes thinner and more female-like, his hair-line is enhances, and hair dissipates from his legs, arms, and face. His morning wood, strong and tall, begins to shrink. The sun begins to rise and the sunlight fills the room. His eyes open and he notices his reflection in the mirror."What...?!" He is stunned at his female face. He thinks he could be dreaming. He is horrified that he is female. He's the ultimate alpha-male, and now he's got tits?! The idea of his new breasts spark a curiosity and he pulls up his shirt in awe. He paws at his hot tits, grabs the nipple like he's seen a hundred times in porn, ouch! It hurts to yank on the sensitive little rosebuds. The pretty pink nipples spark his curiosity about the other pink on his brand new body. He explores his body, learning how not to touch himself but not quite learning what feels good for him as a woman. He's so sexually frustrated, he aches, his cock.. now a pussy, is wet and he can't bring himself to cum. His mother comes in and sees him-- a young woman in his son's t-shirt on the bed. She is furious!"Get the hell out of my house!" She calls out to her son, and the son (in a female's body) replies, "Step-Mom, it's me." She feels the young woman is mocking her intelligence and she grabs her hair and tries to Encouraged her off the bed. "Owww, please, Step-MOM!" The idea that this little slut is calling her mom only infuriates her more and she looks for something to hit her with, she sees the gold club leaning against the wall. She grabs it and swings at the young woman, threatening her to get out. The son is terrified and tells her something that only she would know about him. The Step-mother drops the nine-iron to the floor in shock. She pets his face and realizes the familiar eyes, the sweet familiar smile, the young girl IS the boy she loves so much. Step-Mom wants to know if she saw the boy masturbating? "Yes, well.. I tried... " The stepson's aching and frustration pulls on her heart strings ands her motherly instinct kicks in. It's an excellent opportunity to teach the little boy, ah-hem girl now, how to cum.
My name is.. my name is.. well, I can't be sure exactly what my name is or where I am. I am peering out of eyes that don't quite feel like mine. I am in the backseat of a car, it's night, and a familiar man is sitting in the front seat driving. We pull up to a home where a woman and her two Step-Daughters come out eagerly to greet us. The man opens the back door and pulls me out. My body is so heavy and lifeless that I nearly fall onto the concrete driveway. I try to move my feet, my legs so that I stand upright, but then notice that I am being hoisted into a wheelchair. I feel a combination of relief and confusion, the man is helping me, but who is he? He is my step-father? No. I don't think he is my step-father, but it certainly feels as if he is taking care of me. I try to move my lips. I want water. My throat is dry, sore, my tongue feels stuck to the roof of my mouth, it's heavy as cement. He wheels me into the home and the women speak to each other. I think the step-mother is asking the girls to go to bed, although I can not be certain. I look at the woman, she is in her late 30's, slim build, soft features on her face, she smiles at me. I want to ask her who she is, who am I, and where am I, but I am very tired. The man wheels me over to the edge of the room, it's dark in this corner, but moonlight streams through the window. I look at the moonlight. Yes, I do remember that is the last thing I saw before I became so confused. The moonlight. I remember it like a snapshot in time, and I close my eyes to search for more snapshots. The moonlight came through my bathroom window. I was in a bathroom, yes! I open my eyes, I want to celebrate this little gift that my mind gave to me. I look towards the bed, and I now see the woman is nude, the man is nude. They are kissing. They are making love. Making love is something I can remember. I had a girlfriend, or do I have a girlfriend? I feel strange as I glance at my hands, they're bound to the wheelchair. I recognize my hands, they are mine, and I quietly celebrate every little piece of recognition. I look at the couple, his cock is sliding in and out of her pussy. She moans, she stares at me, and I like the way she looks at me. It terrifies me and thrills me. A feeling of mistrust washes over me as I recognize that this is not normal. The bed they are making love in was the bed that I was to recover in. I think that is the bed that I was to recover in? I don't know. I don't know. Who the fuck am I? I try to close my eyes but I can't keep my eyes off of her and I hate myself, and yes, this is a familiar feeling that I recognize and celebrate.
I'm a futanari, and we're a species that's going extinct. A lot of people don't know there are futas like me in the world. We're pretty rare and beautiful. A futa means that I have a penis AND a vagina.. and sex for me and the receiver is explosively erotic, the type of pleasure that you can't even imagine. It's the pleasure that causes many people to want us to breed, to continue on in the world so that we don't become extinct. I joined an agency that will send me to women wanting to have a futa of their own, it's basically a 50/50 chance, if the woman has a girl, she could be a human, or a futanari. Some of these women are futanaris themselves, but some are regular human women.. maybe they've had a step-sister that's a futa, a friend, and they want to help the cause of populating the world with more futas. My first gig was with Penny Pax. The other futas told me that she was a real ball buster. I was nervous, to say the least, but I managed to make it to her door. Penny is a red-headed goddess, big blue eyes like mine, porcelain skin, and voluptuous breasts that strained against the tight fabric of her dress. I was turned on by her, but terrified at the same time. I have never met such a fearsome dominant woman who knew exactly what she wanted to do with me. She wanted me to grow, and she was willing to do whatever it took to see my clit burst straight through my cotton panties.
Episode 3: Synopsis: What turned 18 year old Shyla Jennings into the ruthless bully she is today? Her 18 year old classmates, Alison Rey and Bree Daniels, bully Shyla until she reaches a breaking point. She calls her alter-ego for help, a part of her that she has suppressed for a long time. (Sex: Alison and Shlyla, wet tribbing) Starring: Shyla Jennings Alison Rey Bree Daniels
Vera King, Cadence's ex-wife, flies to LA from Wisconsin unexpectedly. Cadence pushes the actresses upstairs and warns them not to make a sound. It's clear that Vera still loves Cadence, she's concerned about the scandal that's made national news. Cadence promises her that she will quit this business, if only she could have Vera back. Vera listens with suspicion, she needs to think about this.. of course she is lonely, but she's been burned by Cadence many times before. Vera leaves and Cadence calls the girls back downstairs to shoot a porno! Kenna James, one of the brighest stars in the porn industry, is working with first-timer, Mackenzie Moss, and there's a problem.. Mackenzie is getting cold feet. Kenna delicately tells her the reality of shooting porn, and Cadence rolls her eyes. Mackenzie considers the pros and cons and decides that yes, she does want to make love to Kenna, and yes, she is happy with the whole world seeing it! The most beautiful, sensitive and romantic sex scene ensues right in front of Cadence's eager lens. Mackenzie goes back upstairs to get dressed and gives Kenna an opportunity alone with Cadence. It's Kenna's job to find first time girls for Lux films, and because of this, Kenna believes she and Cadence are working together. Cadence quickly tells her that she has no part in Lux films, Kenna does a job and is compensated for the fresh faces she finds, Kenna asks, "what about us? Are we friends, lovers, neither, or both?" Mackenzie saves Cadence from having to answer this difficult question as she skips back into the room, dressed and ready to leave. Cadence nudges Kenna to leave and Kenna leaves, but before she does, she leaves the back door ajar.
Introducing Claire Deneuve in her very FIRST erotic video! Want to see more of her? Please vote.Includes: step-Mommy seduction, teaching step-son to concentrate by whatever means possible, blow job, sex. cream pie.Claire is upstairs in her bedroom. She lays in her dress from the office, trying to relax with a book but she can't seem to concentrate. Working double shifts as a singleStep-Mother has been intense, and she is overcome by feelings of loneliness. "Maybe I shouldn't have divorced him," she thinks to herself. "No.. the thought is absurd. He was wrong for me everyone knew it." She begins to read again, but can't concentrate on the text, "..but I wish I had strong arms to hold me, lips to kiss mine," she sets her book down and puts her hands to her pillowy lips. She then remembers her step-son is downstairs studying. She has no time to feel sorry for herself, she must make sure that her step-son is being productive and happy. She goes downstairs and hears the pages of a text book turning, she smiles, "he's studying for his term paper tomorrow." She walks through the living room and sees him sneak his iPad out of his backpack, begin to press the screen, and she interrupts, "Ah hah! Caught you, my sweet little boy!"Her step-son has a paper due for class tomorrow and he hasn't even started! She looks at what he's been studying, more of his favorite subjects, the material that comes natural to him, science and mathematics. Step-Mommy Claire smiles. "You're lucky you have me," she continues, "my papers won the Eng Lit contests at the University three years in a row.." step-Mommy begins to explain a brand new way of thinking about Literature when his eyes begin to drift to his shoes, his backpack, the door way. step-Mommy raises an eyebrow, "it's only polite to pay attention to me when I am speaking to you, I'm merely trying to help." Her son grabs a bottle of pills from his backpack begins to unscrew the top, when Mommy snatches them out of his hands to read the label. "ADHD?!" Her step-son explains that when his Step-Dad had custody of him last week, he took him to a doctor and diagnosed him with Attention Deficit Disorder. "What utter nonsense," step-Mommy furrows her brow. "Of course you have trouble concentrating, all boys your age do." step-Mommy tells him that he needs to release, he's too pent up to concentrate, and then he'll be ready to study. The boy turns beet red in embarrassment! step-Mommy rolls her eyes, she knows that this is a conversation that will need a lot more time than the night will allow. She decides to show him just how to masturbate, to get it over with in a hurry. It's a skill that step-Mommy has that she can teach her step-son. "There's no reason to be embarrassed." step-Mommy doesn't realize that she feels so turned on by her masculine, handsome step-son. She enjoys the feeling of him watching her, the deep love they share, and feeling like a beautiful young girl who is seducing a boy, not specifically her step-son but the familiar feeling of seducing a young man that she hasn't had the opportunity to do in decades. Mommy shows him just how much she loves him. Her mouth kissing his cock, her tongue explores his throbbing shaft, she watches him as he breathes heavy, encouraging her to take more and more of him inside of her mouth. Her pussy is wet. She begs him to rub his cock against her, and then it all progressed so quickly. "I'm taking his virginity," she thinks to herself. She justifies it, "better me than some young girl who will only break his heart." She begs him to pound her deeper, and she throw her head back in pleasure. She wants her step-son's cum, she wants to orgasm with him, they cum together. "ADHD is such nonsense, all you need is your Step-Mommy."Scene 2 (11 minutes):
Step-Mommy Moisturizes Everything II Includes: Brianne Blu, Step-Mommy seduction, Blow job, cum in mouthStep-Mommy checks in on her stepson. She wants to make sure he is **** at a reasonable hour, and to tuck him in. She knows that he is getting too old to be coddled like she does, but she can't help it. He is everything to her. She lives for his happiness and she knows he loves her too.Step-Mommy notices his hands are a little dry. He's a good boy, working so hard as an auto mechanic and going to school full time. She needs to teach him how to take care of his skin. She pulls out the lotion in his nightstand, he sits up with worry. Step-Mommy lays him down and reassures him that she knows what he keeps in his nightstand, "it's fine, normal, please.. just let me help you." She takes the lotion out and rubs it on his hands, "circular motions, like this. It feels good, doesn't it?" His chest begins to rise and fall, he relaxed, he deeply exhales as his Step-Mother's soft hands caress his. She kisses his fingertips. He looks at her with wider eyes. She feels a poke under his blanket, he's erect. Step-Mommy's body reacts before her mind can tell her otherwise. She likes pleasing him. She likes the sweet, innocent look he gives her when she pulls back the covers. His jaw drops, he puts his hand over his underwear, Step-Mommy brushes it away. "it's okay," she whispers. She begins to kiss his cock, suck his cock. He puts his hands into Step-Mommy's soft, blonde hair, encouraging her gently to go deeper onto him. She keeps eye contact with him, her stunning blue eyes paralyze him, while she begins suck his throbbing cock faster. She makes him cum and she smiles as the cum dribbles from her pretty, bow-shaped lips. She kisses him. "**** tight, my love."
A sickness can take a toll on a relationship in ways that no one can predict. That's what happened with me and my wife, Irene (Angela White). She buried herself in her work, working long hours, and I know she loves me, I know she didn't know how to cope with the grief of what was happening to me. My efforts to bring us together only pushed her farther away until I got the call from the doctor. I wasn't just in remission, the cancer was gone-- it's official! I tried to bring us together by cooking her favorite meal when she got home from work. Her sadness was but a shield to protect her from losing me. We made love, it was honest, passionate love from a woman who loved me more than I could comprehend. "If you leave, I'm going with you," she told me. I was overwhelmed by her love, and although I love her, I could not stay with her knowing my presence does her more harm than good. If I leave her, go back to my previous love, would it be better for her? Is it a kindness to leave my wife knowing that I could someday become sick again, and what would become of her? The answer is yes. I must leave her.
Mona texted my stepmother, Penny Pax. My step-mom is not so keen on technology, and she often leaves her phone at home. I picked up the phone and pretended I was Penny. "Please do come over, let's talk about Brianne." I didn't think it would work, but oh yes-- it did! I ran into my bedroom and spritzed perfume and quickly practiced my seduction. I am feeling more confident after seducing my step-mother the previous day, and I just know that I can do the same with my teacher. Mrs. Wales came over looking for my step-mother. "She just stepped out," I lied. "She'll be back at any moment." I waited with her on the sofa, the awkward sexual tension hung thick in the air. I sat so close to her that I could feel the heat from her body next to mine. We began to talk about lesbianism, and what is acceptable and unacceptable behavior. Her words seemed rehearsed, too much so, as if she was talking herself out of her own feelings. It was then that I knew that she would be mine, that I would finally feel her lips against mine. Watch the story unfold..
Prelude: My boyfriend has seen me transform into the She Hulk several times since we've been together, it almost always ends with him feeling fearful of me because I am angry. I can remember his face, fearful but also strangely aroused. I have been practicing inducing myself, and I've learned that when I feel turned on I can transform into her! The sun is starting to set. My boyfriend is laying on the bed, he's relaxing after a long day at work. I come in, wearing my signature flannel plaid button up, shorts, and sneakers. I am feeling sexy, but nowhere near as sexy as I feel when I become She Hulk. My behavior is sweet, girly, but I want to transform into the fiercely sexy green woman, strong, and takes what she wants. I explain to him how I can transform at will, and how he can help me. I show him how to touch me, first over my clothes, and then under. I know the transformation is taking place when I feel my breasts grow, he can see the buttons flying off my top. "It's okay," I reassure him and I guide his hand underneath my shorts, he begins to finger my pussy. I grind my ass into him and feel the pleasure, the change, I can feel my arms become strong, and my feet feel cramped inside my sneakers. I lay on my back in ecstasy. He lays next to me and slowly removes his hand from my body. He can see the intense change, my feet grow, ripping out the tops of my sneakers. My breasts continue to grow, breaking my lace bra. My skin turns green where he was fingering me, and the color creeps up my torso, and in the opposite direction, down my legs. I close my eyes with the overwhelming feeling and then open them, my blue eyes turn green. There is a charge of electricity in the room, it interferes with the table lamp, and the light flickers on and off. The room begins to shake and the light falls off the stand. My boyfriend's eyes widen in that familiar look of fear and excitement. lay him down. I begin to guide his cock into my pussy. I moan, it feels so good. I ride him. I bask in the moonlight streaming through the windows and I continue to feel him pump his cock in and out of my pussy. I use my She Hulk instinct to move into whatever position that will make me cum, and I use his cock as if it's a toy connected to a lifeless body. I ride him reverse cowgirl, and I look at his face, it turns me on to feel so sexual, powerful, and I spread my pussy open so he can see the contrast of my beautiful green skin and pink pussy. I cum and slide his cock out of me. I rub my pussy against his dick as he cums harder than he has ever came before. I then start to feel the orgasm come down, my head throbs, I lay down and try to catch my breathe. My skin green skin turns back to it's original human color. I can feel the She Hulk subsiding although I try to keep her with me. I can breathe normally, see through my original blue eyes, and I see him, drained and amazed. I smile at him, back to my sweet self with a very dangerous secret.
Includes: Darcie Dolce virtual sex, step-mom/step-son, vapid cheating step-mom gets punished by vengeful horny step-sonPrelude: My step-mom is different than any other step-mother you'll meet. My friends have step-mothers that would have gone to their softball games, attend Step-Parent teacher conferences, and have a typical loving sort of relationship. My step-mother has always been cold, obsessed with youth serums sold at high end department stores, spa treatments, her yoga classes to keep her body tight, gossiping with her uppity girlfriends, and how much money she can drain from Step-Dad for her little luxuries. She can't be bothered to work, or lift a finger to clean, she casually orders, "clean the house, babes." I'll always do it or else my Step-Dad will have to do it. The poor guy works so hard, he's so busy, so I do it to save my Step-Dad from another chore for her. My stepDad's a decent guy, hard working strong, masculine man with a soft-toned voice, we're a middle-class family living in Middle-America. He likes to tell people the story about how he met step-Mom, how he "can't believe he convinced a famous model, Darcie Dolce, to marry him and move to Nebraska," his eyes shine with pride as his arm is w**** around the small of her waist, her response is the same, an uncomfortably laugh, her vacant eyes jet away from him, her mouth plastered with a vapid but beautiful smile, she then looks towards her worn designer heels contemplatively. I know exactly what she's thinking. It's well known that step-Mom hates this small town, she also thinks she can do better than Step-Dad. She's cheated on him with different wealthy men, most of them married, but the relationships always end fast and sour. Step-stepMom mopes around as my stepStep-Father follows in concern, "I'm fine," she lies, "just feeling blue for no reason at all." There's no doubt she's fucking other guys to audition them for the part of new new husband, she wants more money, prestige, she wants to "get out of this hell hole and go back to Los Angeles." The truth comes out when she's angry with Step-Dad, "I want to be famous, around famous people!" She's frequently disappointed with these men, after the initial allure of her beauty they see her reality, her simple mind, her insincerity, lack of drive, that annoying valley-girl cadence to her voice, no one can cope with my narcissistic step-mother but stepdad. I know exactly what you're thinking. Why doesn't he divorce her? The answer is that Step-Dad is too far in love with her to believe she strays. He won't even believe me, I've tried a few times to tell him she's hard hearted. "Watch what you say about your step-mother," he will sternly tell me. "Whatever Step-Dad," I shrug my shoulders and walk away dissmissively. I love my Step-Dad but it's impossible for him to see through the facade. I know that karma is a bitch, what goes around comes around, I really believe she will get what's coming to her. This afternoon step-Mom tells me to get lost, "go hang out with your friends, babes." I'm happy to get out of the house when stepDad's away on business. I saw she had her barbie bubblegum nail polish on to match her painted lips, her eyes darkened with whatever high end brand of coal she cakes on to make her look like a cheap magazine whore. She's so proud of gracing the cover of trashy pinup magazines before she met stepDad, when she gets done up like she used to 'back in her heyday, and I know what she's up to, and I bet I know WHO exactly she's meeting. She's meeting up with that guy she's exchanging texts with. It's been months since she met him, since then I've noticed her being very sneaky with her cellphone, she stores it in between her massive tits when she's courting a guy, the text message audibly vibrates and she'll move to hide in the bathroom. I can hear her through the thin walls giggling and gasping like a school girl. It's Step-Dad's high end client that she's texting, I saw her eyes light up when she saw the handsome man at the Christmas party, he's married too, they've been seeing each other since winter. I'm well aware of her routine and her taste in rich men. She humiliates my stepStep-Father and he doesn't see her shameless flirtation right in front of his eyes. I drive aimlessly and seethe with disgust and revenge. My thoughts are poisoning me with hate and I'll only be relieved if I give that bitch a piece of my mind. It's time she confesses to me and to my Step-Dad. I'm not so little and easy to manipulate anymore. Scene: I come inside and I see her hand stuck in the vent, her bracelet is caught on a screw. I'm thrown off my mission and I am filled with concern and confusion, I ask, "What happened?" She asks me, in her sweetest singsongy voice to get her out of the vent, her wrist is t**** and "it hurts" she whines. Her phone bings, a text message, I grab her phone thinking to call for help. "Put it down," she orders. I obediently put it back on the table. "Grab the massage oil?" I know where it's kept, one of my chores is to rub her feet with lavender-scented oil several times a month. I rub it down her arm, her wrist is stuck in the pipe, and she complains about being stuck there for hours. I decide her oiled up wrist will slip out if I pull her body outward. I lay my body overtop of my Step-Mom and I'm pulling, pulling, pulling her arm to get it out. "What are yooouuuu doooooiiinnng?!" She doesn't like my method, but I'm confident it'll work, "'oh my gawwwdd," she continues to wail and whine as I work. My little boy instinct to please my stepmother kicks in and I apply more oil, more effort, and more thrusting her body backwards, my crotch is in alignment with her perfect yoga ass and I get a hard on. Her eyes are wide in disbelief, "Whhhhattt?!" stepMom's ditzy voice almost makes my stiff dick go soft and I hear the phone text go off again. She looks worried. I grab the phone as she yells at me not to, I check the texts and see a man's erection! I scroll through and see more and more explicit sext messages. Step-Mom IS cheating on Step-Dad with his own client! I lift up her dress and spank her ass, the first slap is most severe and leaves behind my large handprint. "What are you dooooinnng, what are you doooinggg," she squeals. What am I doing?! Wait, what am I doing? I second guess myself as my slaps get a little less harsh, then I remember, the day of karma has arrived. I can not let her manipulate me. I unzip my zipper as I feel my thick, long karma cock drop out of my boxers like a snake, it throbs and drips. I'm going to purify my bitch of a mother from the inside. Her eyes are wide with horror and intrigue, her mouth hangs open, she says, "whhhhaaaat?!" Part of me wants to shut her mouth by stuffing it with my Creature cock, the other part of me wants to spread her pussy open raw, to make my vapid step-mother feel something, feel anything. I want to make her express real emotion. I want her to feel a mix of pain and pleasure from my thick, long cock, I want to punish her, I want her to satisfy me, I want to satisfy her, oh yes-- I'll fuck her until she loves me! My bulbous cock head glides into her little pussy easily, she's lying if she says she's not turned on. I hear her moan in pleasure, I feel her body trembling. Her eyes jet to the left and right, she's watching the front and back door windows, she doesn't want to be caught fucking her son! I don't care if anyone sees, her pussy feels amazing, squeezing, it's salivating all over my rod. I thrust and look at her luscious tits as they sway back and forth. Step-Mom's heart is black and cold but her pink is soft and warm and I'm going to pump it full of cum. (Watch the story unfold..)
Includes: Jessica Ryan in her FIRST Missax performance, stepMommy seduction, cum in mouth, creampie, masturbation, JOII come into my stepsons bedroom, the oldest boy is in the lower bunk and I wake him up. He is used to me coming in to wake him up. I have a special affection for my young man, he and I are very similar in spirit, he keeps me company when I am lonely. He is surprised to see me packing my suitcase and I tell him that we are going away! "Yes, I know it's the middle of the night, but let's go on an adventure!" His stepStep-Father and I are getting a divorce and I really need out of the house. I already called my stepson's school to tell them he will be gone for a week. I've been planning this surprise for a little while now. We begin to drive and his incessant yawning makes me feel a little guilty for peeling him out of bed. "We should stop at the next hotel we find, this little town should have one.." I put my hand in his and smile warmly. I love my stepson and I know he loves me, it feels good to be getting away with him.My stepson lays on the bed, his eyes watching me as usual, he wants me to forget about stepDad for the weekend. He tells me that he would never turn out like his stepStep-Father, that he would be a very good husband to his wife, and that if he would choose a woman just like me. I giggle at the thought. "I appreciate that," I tell him, "but you should not tell that to your stepStep-Mother, although it feels so good." I begin to get ready for bed, but I am so turned on by my stepson's new masculine body. He's getting to be an older boy now, and oh.. the way he looks at me reminds me of how I was chased by the boys when I was in High School. I know he admires me, but he also finds me beautiful? I begin to touch myself at the thought of being with a young man just like him. I try to imagine a different face as I finger my pussy but all I can think about it my stepson. A soft moan escapes my lips, my pussy is so wet, my stepson hears me through the paper thin walls, and his cock aches for me.He strokes his cock to my moans and I cum. I feel a little ashamed for dreaming of **** with my stepson, but I shake the thought off, I put a towel around me, and peek around the corner to see if he is ****. His eyes are shut but he is listening to my every move. I kiss him on the corner of the mouth and tell him, "**** tight." I turn off the lamp and my previous orgasm makes me **** fast and heavy. I feel a hard, throbbing cock touch my bum, and my eyes are wide with shock. "He must be ****," I ask myself. I look over my shoulder and see that he has moved to my side of the bed, his body is pressed against mine, and I realize that he wants me, he wants me just as bad as I want him. I want to taste him. I desperately want to see his cock, to feel it. I want his cock in my mouth. I tell him a way to make it right as I peel the blanket off his muscular body. I taste the precum. I smile, he tastes so sweet. I suck his cock passionately, my eyes locked on his. My pussy begins to feel wet, I try to tell myself that I won't go all the way. I continue to satisfy him, my pillowy lips bob up and down on his hard shaft, and he begins to buck his hips in sync with me. I ache for him. My pussy won't be satisfied until I feel my stepson's thick cock spread me apart. I know my stepson is a virgin, but I must have him, I must be his first. I gasp as I feel my stepson's bulbous head inside my tiny, pink pussy. "There will never be any woman better than your Step-Mother," I purr to him. I am grateful for every centimeter of my stepson's thick boy meat, as he thrusts deep into my pussy, in and out, until we both shake with a tremendous release. I play with the cum in my pussy as he watches me with wide eyes. I need to teach my dirty boy how to clean up, he'll get his young cock nice and hard to fuck stepMommy in the shower.
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