Author's note: Can I ask that you read PT. 01 and PT. 02 of this story first if you haven't already. They offer background which sets up the following scenes -- which depict faux-incest/fictional incest between a stepmother and stepdaughter.
Roni took her place at the breakfast bar in Lynne's kitchen. Sitting naked as instructed on the high stool left her feeling oddly vulnerable... especially being the only one who was unclothed. The leather seat was cold on her backside but thankfully Lynne must have turned the thermostat up as the kitchen itself was warm enough to not be distracting.
Roni couldn't deny that she was also feeling incredibly turned-on following Lynne's use of her face when she'd been woken up just 15 minutes ago -- it had been better than she had ever imagined. Her stepmother's musky scent still filled her nostrils, deliciously reminding Roni of being made to lick her clean. And then there was the statement about 'having plans' for her...
"Darling girl," purred Lynne as she served up a stack of warm pancakes to her stepdaughter, "we've a whole week before you go back to work so I think we should make the very best of it.
"I want you to have the best time so why don't you tell me about any other fantasies you want to explore... and then I'll maybe tell you about Mommy's thoughts."
Roni put down her fork, finished her mouthful of soft, maple-laced pancake and took a sip of coffee... "Well, if you're sure? There are things I'd love to try but... but I'm a little nervous I might scare you off... that they might be too, well, too extreme?"
Lynne looked to quickly reassure her. "Roni, I'm no spring chicken, and until we started making love it might have been a long time since I'd last had sex but I'm a woman of the world... I was quite wild in my younger days -- I mean, how do you think I ended up with your father!
"Tell me what you'd like to do... I promise, I'm very unlikely to say no."
"OK, alright then... if you promise not to judge me..." started Roni, "I've never had a baby, am never going to have one and I guess my maternal drive isn't that strong as I'm fine with that. But I love the idea of giving birth -- not the whole labour thing but the pushing part. I don't know why but I've always found the thought of being able to have something really big inside me and having to push it out really, sexy..."
Roni paused, unsure whether to carry on. But sensing her stepdaughter's hesitation Lynne reached across the breakfast bar and gently stroked Roni's face whispered, "Go on darling, tell me more."
"Oh God, this is weird Mom. I've never tried it because I was afraid something might get stuck but with you helping... that wouldn't be a problem. And well, I kinda want to be forced - I'd love to have you put increasingly bigger things into my pussy. Things way bigger than I'd dare to put into my pussy normally, and then you make me push them out, make me birth them."
Roni took a moment to gather herself and then continued, "I'd want you to take charge, not to take no for an answer... stretch my limits and my pussy, until, well, until it's ridiculously full. Working up maybe to take something obscenely big. Something like that grapefruit in the fruit-bowl there," breathed Roni, pointing to large citrus fruit taking pride of place amongst the apples, oranges, limes and lemons, before continuing, "Forcing it into me at the end of a, well, I guess you could call it a loosening up session... then making me keep it inside my pussy for an hour or so before then ordering me to push it out... and then display myself to you."
Lynne smiled reassuringly. Things were heading in a direction she'd never conceived but Roni's fantasy was, she had to admit, pretty sexy... and judging by the way she was clenching her thighs together Lynne was pretty sure she could perform the role Roni was asking her play.
Lynne walked round the breakfast bar to stand behind her seated stepdaughter. She reached down, parted her dressing gown and eased a finger into her surprisingly moist pussy before reaching round and holding it under stepdaughter's nose. "Smell your mommy darling girl, smell how excited I am to help you" she whispered into Roni's ear, "And tell me more. I get the feeling there's other things you want to ask me for?"
Inhaling her mother's musky scent and unable to stop herself Roni blurted out, "I want to have my breasts pumped too, as if I was expressing. But not too gently, I want to be pumped hard, until my nipples are swollen and sore... I want to be milked, like, oh god... more like an animal than a woman."
