If you have not already done so, I would suggest you read Alex's Stepmother and Alex's Stepmother Part 2 (the first and second parts of this series). All characters in this piece are 18 and over. Thank you to everyone who read, rated and commented on the first 2 parts. Please comment and rate if you wish to and as always, enjoy.
Chapter 1:
"Pass me the remote!" I said to my stepmother.
She was sitting in the passenger seat next to me as I drove the two of us up to the Lake District where the holiday bungalow we were renting for the week waited for us. She wore a long, sleeveless floor-length red dress with a low hanging neckline which displayed a generous portion of her cleavage and ebony skin. She was not wearing a bra and because we had the windows down, her nipples stood out proud and erect as they strained against the fabric. She was also – I knew this because I had insisted on it – not wearing panties.
She handed me the remote and I tucked it between my legs on the seat as I concentrated on the road. "Which one did you want in my ass again?"
I should probably explain – since my father's funeral earlier in the year, the relationship between my stepmother, Emma, and me has changed. We were like any normal mother and son. I mean, she is technically only 14 years older than I am and because she used to be a model, I probably perved on her a bit more than most sons perved on their mothers – probably a lot more to be honest – but she wasn't my
real
mother so I didn't feel too bad about it. Plus she is black and I am white so the thought of it being taboo really didn't factor into the equation.
The night after my father's funeral she gave me a blow job – which my father himself made her promise to do before he died – and our relationship started from there. As things stand now, we have taken things to a whole other level and neither of us has looked back since. We are very much in love – albeit in a rather hush-hush kind of way. From my point of view at least, I feel like the luckiest guy in the world, here I am with this 34 year old milf – My 34 year old milf – and all the time and money in the world to enjoy with her. And the icing on the cake? – She loves acting like a whore. Only for me, she's made that point crystal clear but when we are alone she is my own personal 'mummy-slut whore', as she puts it.
This conveniently leads me onto her question. Last night, I gave her a series of presents – the red dress she is currently wearing being one of them. Two others she currently held in her hands; vibrating dildos. The first was a purple rubber one that varied in thickness, its end was pointed but it got thicker and smaller again 3 times before you reached the base. It was sold as a normal dildo but it looked to me like it would fit snugly in her ass and she could decide how much she wanted to take inside her. The second was a 6 inch long, 2 inch wide aluminium one and I had bought it for 2 reasons. Firstly, it caught my eye as I walked in as it sparkled in the artificial light and secondly, and more importantly, it was remote controlled. Not long ago, Emma made me sit through the film The Ugly Truth, and although I was bored out of my mind for most of it, one scene did entertain me and gave me a few ideas. If you've seen it, you'll know the scene what I'm on about, if not, well, it's probably the only chick flick film I would actually recommend you take the time to watch.
"The purple one." I took my eyes off of the road and grinned at her as she stared at the two dildos. Ever since she had declared herself my personal whore, she had started carrying lube around in her handbag – just in case I fancied fucking her ass if we were out and about. She set the silver dildo down in the centre console – a convenient fit – and rummaged around in her handbag for the lube.
"Can you hold these, please?" She turned and offered me the dildo and the lube. I took them both in one hand and put them with the remote between my legs. I then watched out of the corner of my eye as she reached down, grabbed the bottom of her dress and started bunching it up and folding it over so that it formed layers of material in her hands.
"What are you doing?" I asked, puzzled.
"I know I've not had it long but I'm already in love with this dress." She said as she continued to hike it up her legs, exposing her smooth toned thighs. "So I don't want to ruin it by getting lube and my juices all over it."
Her reasoning was sound and I slowed the car significantly so that I could pay more attention as she lifted her ass off the seat so that she could pull her dress up over it. She tucked the fabric in on itself and let go, allowing it to fall perfectly around her abdomen. To anyone outside of the car she was wearing a red top or dress like any normal person would, but to me from her hips down, she was totally nude – except for her flip-flops.
I passed her back the lube and purple dildo and focused on the road again as she went to work, lubing it up well. "Okay, it's ready." Emma said rather coyly to me.
"Don't forget to turn it on." I reminded.
"To what setting?" She asked; giving me full control over what was about to happen to her, "There are 3."
"Are they labelled with anything special?" I asked.
"No, just 1, 2 and 3." She shrugged as she inspected the device.
"Just stick it on 1 for now," I instructed. "You can always turn it up later."
My stepmother flicked a button and the dildo suddenly came to life. A dull buzzing sound filled the car interior. "Ooh! I can already tell I'm going to like this!" Emma said gleefully. "How far should I put it in my ass, Alex?"
"All the way!" I said, our eyes meeting for the first time. "I want you to stick it in all the way then just sit back on it and enjoy for now."
"Mm! Okay, baby!" She pulled some slack on her seatbelt then lifted herself off the seat and stood in a semi squat position as she awkwardly lubed her ass then lined up the dildo. She tried and failed several times to jam it in, but then placed the buzzing purple dildo on the passenger seat and sat back on it slowly.
"Mmmmmmm!" She moaned as the buzzing seemed to die away. Only if I really concentrated hard on the noise could I hear it. "Fuck that feels good in my ass!"
"Is it all the way in?" I asked.
"Hang on." Emma slowly lowered herself so that she sat back on the seat properly. Unless you knew she had the vibrating purple dildo up her ass, you would have been none the wiser. "It is now."
"How does it feel?" I asked her.
"Good." She sighed, "It's filled me up. You know I like that."
I chuckled. "I do." I glanced at the Sat Nav built into the dash, it said we still had just under two hours to go until we arrived. I had a decision to make. Did I allow my stepmother to have multiple orgasms on our journey or did I build her up to one big one? Hmm decisions, decisions. I glanced over and saw her gently toying her clit with a finger. I looked up to her face and our eyes met and she grinned, biting her lip as she did so. "You ready to put the other one in your pussy?"
"Yeah," She said in her motherly voice that I so loved. She reached for it and poked and rubbed the end over her clit a few times. Her eyes closed and fluttered in bliss as she did so.
"Ah – Ah – Ah!" I made disapproving noises. "Don't rub your clit with it, that's cheating!" She opened her eyes and pouted at me. "Insert it in your pussy and then leave it please, mummy."
She glowered at me and gave me the silent treatment but did lift her left leg up, parting her juicy black pussy lips with one hand and sliding the dildo inside with the other. She gasped as I took my eyes off of the road for a second to watch it disappear inside her. "It's cold!" She breathed.
I chuckled. "Good. Now take your hands away. You aren't allowed to touch your clit or pussy at all until I say so."
"What?!" Emma barked at me. "How is that fair?!"
"Are you my mummy-slut whore or not?" I asked, using her new pet name for herself.
