Magic 8-Ball: Stepmother's Milking - Part 4
Emmanuelle slept hard as soon as her head hit the pillow, quickly falling into a deep sleep. And dreamed dreams that felt so real. Disturbing dreams. Dreams about Vince and about her husband, Richard. The dreams were a little disturbing, as in them she was continually sexually pleasing and teasing Vince, using her hands... her mouth... and her pussy. Sometimes hidden from view, but sometimes right in front of Richard. All the while Richard was on the sidelines, either ignoring what was going on, or completely unable to stop her.
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She was sitting at the dining room table and looked around to see Richard's entire family eating a big dinner feast. Everyone was talking and laughing, having a great time. And she saw Vince sitting directly across the table from her, laughing along with everyone else, holding a child's Magic 8-ball. It puzzled her why he was holding it, especially at the dinner table, and no one else seemed to even notice.
He closed his eyes and said something she couldn't hear, then shook the ball. After a moment, he turned it over and looked at it, reading the results.
"What is that, Vince?" she asked, leaning forward.
He looked at her and smiled. "This? It says 'Wish Fulfilled', so... it's your future... mom," he said.
"My future?" A little confused, she laughed shaking her head at his silliness, and joined once more with the rest of the dinner conversations.
After a few minutes had passed, Emmanuelle suddenly felt a desire for naughtiness, kicked her shoes off, and slid her foot up and down Vince's leg to catch his attention. When he looked at her, not really surprised, she slowly slid her foot up between his thighs and teased his cock with her toes. His eyes opened wide in delight, but she only smiled deviously.
She knew she was making him so very hard and uncomfortable. She could feel his shaft growing against her foot, longer, and bigger. Her foot stroked his length, her toes gripping it slightly, as the conversation around them droned on. No one saw what was going on.
She felt his hand grab her foot and press it against him and felt his hips push his cock against her foot again and again. She idly wondered what it would be like to give him a foot job... to have her feet wrapped around his cock while he thrust it against them... to have him cum all over her feet, the warm gooiness oozing between her toes.
She felt her need for his cock get stronger and stronger and had another, even naughtier idea. She picked up her fork and, play-acting, dropped it on the floor beside her. "Oops," she said, faking embarrassment, and pushed her chair out slightly. No one really paid attention to her. No one but Richard, that is. With his eyes, he told her to stay in her seat, but she only smiled at him as she slowly slid to the floor beneath the table, the long, white tablecloth closing behind her, covering her exit.
She could see everyone's legs beneath the table, but knew exactly which legs she wanted. She crawled to him, which was surprisingly farther than she would have expected. His knees were spread slightly and, kneeling at his feet, she ran her hands up both of his legs, onto his thighs, squeezing them.
She could feel him shiver a little as her hands moved to the clasp of his pants, unfastening it, then pulling the zipper down. It was a little difficult pulling his cock free, it was so impossibly big. But it made her mouth water when she saw it.
She knew it was a risky move, but she sat forward on her knees and first started stroking his cock, then licking it's length. The tablecloth covered a little, but it would be easy for people to see the top of her head. For some reason, though, she didn't care. While it would be complete embarrassment in front of Richard's entire family, Vince's cock was so worth it. She loved to feel how hard it was, how it throbbed in her hand and between her lips. She loved how it tasted, especially his cum. And she wanted that.
She slid forward a little more and slid the head between her lips, sucking on it. It was so big, she could barely put much of it in her mouth. Just the head alone seemed to fill her mouth. She suckled on it, using her tongue to slide and slither around it, tasting it. She moaned. God, the taste!
She felt Vince's hand on her head, pushing it down, holding her mouth on his dick. She could feel the slight, rhythmic thrusting of his hips, trying to push more and more of it down her throat.
The voices and laughter carried on above her, like nothing different was happening. Everyone was oblivious to her giving a blowjob to her stepson right underneath them. She found it exhilarating and exciting. She'd never felt so deliciously naughty before. And she never felt such a desire for a cock before.
"Stop it," she heard Richard whisper from behind Vince, obviously keeping his voice low so as not to disturb their guests. "This is your stepson! What are you doing?"
She smiled at the ridiculous question. Obviously she was giving her stepson a wonderful blowjob. She didn't stop... she couldn't for some reason... and she definitely didn't want to.
Then Vince started cumming, his incredibly full load filling her mouth and spilling out the corners. She tried to pull back, tried to release his cock from her mouth, but his hand was impossibly strong and held her in place. She couldn't move. She could only take more and more of his cum as it filled her to overflowing, running over her chin. She sputtered as she tried to breath around it all.
Richard suddenly pulled the tablecloth back and she looked up, aghast, as everyone was looking at her in shock. The table above her was now completely gone and everything she was doing was visible to the entire family. Vince's cock filled her mouth, her lips stretched wide around it, her face dripping with his cum.
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And she woke up, her body shaking. She lay there, breathing heavy, and it almost felt like she could still taste Vince's cum in her mouth. She touched her lips, wondering if his cock was still there. Her body was flushed and ready from the dream, her nipples hard and sensitive at the memory of his cock in her hand... and in her mouth. God, that was so incredible! He was so hard his cock was throbbing! She squeezed her breasts and felt them just starting to ache once again. She felt pleasure when her hands slid over her nipples, but she denied herself. She turned over, convinced that she just had to sleep this off.
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She quickly fell into another deep sleep. And then, she was riding in Richard's car. Richard was driving down the busy street and as she saw Vince sitting in the back looking at the Magic 8-ball he was holding. Richard was talking, droning on and on about what was going to happen today, all the meetings he had and the lack of any time to spend with them. All the while, she mentioned that it was ok, that they'd wait for him in the car.
Why was Vince playing with a Magic 8-ball, she wondered and looked back again. "What is that for?" she asked him.
"Fun for all the boys and girls," Vince said, laughing softly. "It says 'Wish Fulfilled!'. You're addicted."
She shook her head, laughing, and turned back to the front. Magic 8-balls don't say things like that, she said to herself as Richard droned on.
And before she realized it, she was shocked that all she could think about was Vince's cock. She imagined it so hard as she watched him stroking it. She could feel her body responding as if it were really happening, her pussy getting so wet, her nipples getting so hard they ached for attention. But they drove on and on and Richard droned on and on about work, oblivious to her.
She slid one hand over the inside of her bare thigh, sliding underneath her skirt. She felt bare skin, remembering that she hadn't put on panties today. Her fingertips teased her labia, sliding up and down them slowly, gently. She could feel them getting engorged. She could feel just how hot and wet she was. She moved them higher until they lightly teased her clit, stroking it, pressing it between them. Her other hand slowly slid over her chest, feeling her nipple behind her thin shirt, so hard and needy. Her touches sent pleasurable spikes through her body.
She licked her lips, determined to get that cock she wanted so badly. She was going to be so naughty. She unfastened her seatbelt and started climbing between the front seats, moving into the back. Richard questioned her, but she said she just wanted to sit in the back for a while. She smiled deviously at Vince as she slid into the bench seat beside him.
The passenger seat in the front sat empty, which seemed to bother Richard, but she wanted to sit beside Vince. She glanced at him and met his hungry gaze. As she looked forward, she slid her hand to his knee, cupping and squeezing it. Then moved closer to him and slid her hand higher up his leg, squeezing his inner thigh.
She slid her hand even higher, sliding it over his cock, feeling how hard it was beneath his jeans. It felt so good in her hand already. She kept looking straight ahead, seeing Richard's eyes in the rear-view mirror glancing at her as he kept talking. She felt Vince push his cock into her hand, obviously wanting more.
She deftly used one hand to unfasten his jeans and pull the zipper down, exposing him. His cock was impossibly big, standing so very tall and firm as she slid her hand up and down its length. God, she ached for him!
She kept stroking him, even as they pulled into the parking lot. She finally stopped when Richard found a place to park and eased the car into the spot. She tugged Vince's shirt over his cock, not even close to hiding it and sat back, trying to look innocent.
Richard grabbed his briefcase and got out of the car, saying he would be gone a while, but that he'd be back as soon as he could. No sooner had the door closed than Emmanuelle had her hand on Vince's cock, stroking it once again.
Vince hooked his hand behind her head and pulled her downward. She bent over, taking the hint, sliding his cock into her mouth as deep as she could. He was so big that it barely fit into her mouth! She was conscious of people walking in the parking lot, even walking right by the car, looking in the windows and seeing them. They reacted in shock, but she didn't care. She was going to enjoy her cock.
She sat up, laughing at those watching, then licked her lips and kicked her leg over Vince, sitting in his lap. She pulled her shirt up and off and leaned forward, offering her breasts to his waiting mouth. Vince readily sucked on them, and every suck, lick, and nibble drove her crazy. With a simple movement, and a slight lifting of his cock, she slid him inside her. She pressed down into him, sliding every inch of his wonderful cock inside her.
Everyone was watching as she rode him. She watched them back, embarrassed to be seen, but daring them to do anything about it, as she moved faster and faster on his cock. She was loving the feeling, loving the naughtiness of what they were doing. She was getting so close to cumming... so close... just a few more strokes... and then the top was retracting! It was now a convertible and somehow the top got triggered!
