My step-mom Raquel suddenly opened the door and walked into my bedroom, her 5-inch black vinyl stiletto heels clicking on the tiled floor. Astonished, I gawked at her clothing as she caught me with my pyjama pants down, lying on my bed with my massive 12-inch cock in my hands. More pre-cum oozed from the head as I watched her sit down next to me on the bed.
"Good morning, honey," she purred to me, and my eyes were glued to her huge breasts, barely contained by a black silk push-up bra. I must have stared at her for a full minute, my eyes roving from her stilettoes, up her stocking clad legs to her suspendors, a pair of black silk panties, to her bra, red painted long fingernails, and classic makeup. Her lips were outlined in glossy harlot red, her cheeks had a hint of blush, and her thick black mascara and eye-shadow enhanced her already entrancing grey eyes. Her dark brown hair was curled about her face, framing her beautiful features. I swallowed as I met her eyes, and stammered.
"M-m-mom, I-I'm s-s-orry," I said as I clumsily tried to cover my foot-long erection, grown more engorged at the sight of her luscious body, but my step-mother just put her hands on mine, stopping me.
"It's ok, honey. It's perfectly natural. Men at your age need to relieve their needs frequently. Perhaps I can help you," she said as she looked up at me thru her lashes shyly. My jaw dropped, not believing what I was hearing. "Of course, if you don't want me, I'll understand. I just wanted to make your 18th birthday special," she finished as she pouted at me.
I was flabbergasted. "What?!"
She flushed at my startled outburst, biting her full lower lip, then replying, "I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to embarrass you." My sexy step-mom Raquel began withdrawing, and I acted in desperation as I saw my opportunity slipping away.
"No! Please stay!"
She looked at me shyly. "Really?"
I groaned at the look of shy lust she gave me. "Yes, mom. I want you."
She slowly leant forwards, and our lips contacted. I began hungrily devouring her mouth with my own, and she guided my less expert attempts, teaching by example. We passionately tongue-kissed for several minutes before she broke off, her harlot red lipstick amazingly still intact, obviously one of those new stay-on lipsticks. She looked up at me thru her lashes, sending electricity to my groin. "You're a fast learner, honey."
I grinned and reached for her. "Well, teach me how to make love to you."
She gave me a sultry smile. "Oh, there'll be no 'making love' here, honey."
My confusion showed on my face, because she chuckled and leant forward to whisper in my ear, "We'll be fucking, sucking, screwing, and coming, honey, like animals in heat."
Blood rushed to my groin at her dirty words, and I grabbed her and tried to wrestle her onto the bed beneath me, but she deftly escaped my grasp, then stood up. "No, no, none of that."
I stood up to grab her again, and she pushed me back down to sit on the bed. "First comes a strip tease, then a birthday blowjob."
I pulled my boxers down the rest of the way to the floor, and sat eagerly waiting. Her eyes fell on my massive penis, and her knees weakened a little.
"My goodness, you're so fucking huge! Even bigger than your father...." Raquel stared at my foot-long schlong, licking her lips. "I'm going to enjoy sucking and fucking that monstrosity between your legs, honey."
I grinned, and her eyes travelled up my six-pack stomach and broad, muscled chest, finally to my eyes. She smiled at me, and began slowly moving, dancing to music heard only to her. I watched her body move, her massive double-D breasts jiggling in their black satin push-up bra, her hips and bum rotating. Looking at me with her bedroom eyes, she slowly slid the straps of her bra off her shoulders, then slowly pulled the cups of the bra down, revealing her huge, full and firm titties to me.
She tweaked the nipples until they were stiff, then cupped her double-D breasts and bent her head down and sucked them in turn. Reaching behind, she undid the clasp of her bra, then threw the bra at me. Her boobies now free of restraint, they sat on her chest like they were sitting on a platter, offering themselves to me. My hands itched to touch them, but I entertained myself with her satin bra instead.
My step-mom undid her suspendors one by one, then slid her panties down her thighs and calves, turning her back to me as she bent over. I could see the long length of her legs clad in stockings, the sexy shape of her calves in high heels, her milky-white thighs above her lacy stocking tops, her luscious ass-cheeks perched on top of her legs, and her shaved vulva peeking out between her thighs.
She straightened and turned around to me, licking her harlot red lips, then flicked one high heel at me, her silk panties landing on my crotch. I picked them up and sniffed them, smelling her female smell, licking the wet patch of her juices. She gasped as she watched me do this, her lips parted, breath coming fast. I grinned at her and kept licking her salty honey from the crotch of her panties. My step-mom smiled ruefully, extremely turned on at what I was doing, and began sliding one stocking down her leg.
"No, stop. I like the stockings and suspendors. And those fantastic heels. Leave them on, please."
She pulled the stocking back up, then clipped the suspendors back on, smiling at me. "Whatever you want, honey, I'm your birthday present afterall...."