[All characters are 18-years or older.]
Slut-Wife Step Mom Part-2
(A short recap from Part-1)
She slid down his legs--still trapped under her ass--leaving a trail of his cum down to his shins. She leaned her head down to his still-erect boner and stuck her tongue under its glistening knob, drawing it up along his head-cleft and up through his pee-slit. As he watched her, she retracted her tongue and made a show of tasting his jism. She then opened her mouth and held it right in front of his dick for a moment before pulling back, and teasing, "Let's leave that for later when you have my pussy-juice all over your stiff cock from fucking my cunt. For now, let's deal with
your
cum. You've made quite a mess down here."
She lowered her face to the gooey strings of splooge that coated both of his inner thighs and licked up as much as she could, intentionally bumping and nudging his stiff cock out of her way with her head and face as she searched out his cum deposits.
Finally, she crawled up over his body, folding his boner up and trapping it between their bellies. She then lowered her face and pressed her lips to his. He needed no coaching or further enticement to open his mouth, push his tongue between her lips, and start sucking his own cum out of this amazing woman's mouth.
When they had swapped every drop of his jism, she broke their mouth-lock with a final long suck on his tongue and then sat up straddling his hips. She slid back just enough to let his dick stand up at an angle while still in firm contact with her juicy pussy. With a little hip wiggle to hump the underside of his boner, she said, "What do you say we go upstairs where there's more room? I'm dying to find out if your tongue feels as good wiggling up my cunt as it does in my mouth."
(Part-2)
They walked up the stairs with Brenda's incredible naked ass right at eye level in front of Bryce. Its motion as she took each step kept Bryce's boner rock-hard and bouncing with each of his following steps.
In the bedroom, she led him by the hand to the far side of the bed, and then wrapped her arms around him and put her mouth to his. As she pulled him close, she maneuvered her hips to get his cock to bend upward between them, and then as she kissed him, she gyrated her body to rub his trapped dick with her belly.
He quickly had his arms wrapped around her body, holding her close, and running his hands over her naked back. Within a few seconds, his hands were gliding over the gorgeous curves of the ass that he had only ever fantasized about touching.
Barely breaking their steaming kiss, she said into his mouth, "Squeeze it, Bryce! Dig your fingers into my ass!" She emphasized her command by doing the same with his ass-cheeks, pulling him even harder against her naked body and belly-humping his trapped boner.
He dug his fingers into her fleshy globes, kneading and squeezing them, and using his grip to help her with the belly-rubbing she was giving his cock.
"Slap it!" she said into his mouth. "Slap my ass!"
He raised one hand and gave her cheek a glancing spank.
"Oh, harder than
that
, Bryce!" she demanded. "Like this!" She then raised her hand and landed a stinging, open-handed slap on his ass.
"
Arh!
" he yelped into her mouth and clenched his ass muscles in reaction to the sudden jab of pain. But somehow the jolt seemed to travel straight to his trapped cock causing it to throb like it had been poked with an electrode.
While the burn of her slap was still fresh, she raked her fingernails across the area, and he moaned a low, "
Mmm!
" into her mouth while humping her belly as he experienced the incredible and bewildering pain/pleasure paradox for the first time.
"Now, me, Bryce! Slap my ass like I'm a filthy slut! Make that burn go right to my pussy! Make my cunt drool its juices for you lick up!"
With her nails still dug into his own burning ass-cheek, he brought his hand down on her ass about as hard as he could in a standing embrace. The loud sound of the slap and the sting of his hand made him momentarily wonder if he had hit her too hard, but when she growled, "
Oh, fuck, yes!
" into his mouth as she bit his lip, he knew she was obviously--if strangely--okay with it.
"Again!" she commanded. "Right in the same spot! Slap my ass and light my cunt on fucking fire, Bryce!" As she spoke into his mouth, she raised her own hand again and as she brought it back down, he instinctively tightened his ass-cheeks against the stinging blow that he knew was coming.
On top of the lingering burn that was already there, the slap--just as hard as the first--felt like he'd been smacked in the ass with a red-hot poker, but a millisecond after his brain registered the pain, the testosterone coursing through his body converted it to inexplicable pleasure, and as his cock throbbed a squirt of pre-cum onto their bellies, he growled into her mouth, "
Son of a bitch!
" and brought his hand down on her naked, already-stinging ass cheek in reply.
She groaned and bit down on the tongue she had sucked into her mouth as far as she could, and then dug her nails back into the spot on his ass that she knew would be on fire.
He responded with a guttural grunt from deep in his throat as the searing burn from his ass coupled with the five bee-stings from her nails seemed to shoot directly to his cock, making it throb, yet again.
Suddenly, she pushed him away, and taking his face between her hands, she looked him in the eyes, and said, "Are you ready to eat my cunt, Bryce? Are you ready to fuck me? Are you ready to treat me like a slut the way your dad does?" She gave him a taunting slap on one of his cheeks, and added, "If you are,
sonny-boy
, then do it! Make me your slut-mom if you think you're man enough!"
As often as he had fantasized about fucking his stepmom, it would never have occurred to him hurt her or to even disrespect her in any way. But he suddenly got the make-believe anger, the name-calling, and the physical "abuse" that he had watched her and Dick exchange and obviously enjoy. He
got
it, but that wasn't to say that he
understood
it. It was contrary to everything he thought he knew about what a girl would want from her lover, but holy shit, it had him on fire, and apparently, Brenda, too! It was a sexual high he would never have imagined!
He grabbed her by the arms, turned her, and pushed her backward. "Get on the bed!" he commanded. "Pull your legs up and show me your slutty, wet cunt!"
She allowed herself a smile at how quickly Bryce had apparently caught on to the game as she positioned herself in the middle of the bed.
Like father; like son!
she thought, but then remembered that the two men were not actually related by blood.
She hooked her arms behind her knees and pulled her legs back and apart, rotating her hips and putting her wet pussy on full display for him. "Is that what you're looking for, sonny-boy?" she taunted him. "You think you can eat cunt as good as your dad does? Has sonny-boy even
had
his face in a wet pussy before?"
He didn't understand how, but her mocking verbal abuse actually stoked his arousal even more, and as he crawled up in front of her upturned ass, he snarled back at her, "Oh, I've eaten pussy before, just never one stuck between the legs of filthy slut-wife!" He punctuated his sentence with a slap on top of the red spot he had put on her ass a minute before, and added, "How many cocks have been shoved up your sloppy cunt, slut? How many guys have used you as their cum-dump, huh? How much jism am I going taste when I suck on your fat, used pussy lips?"
She flinched and let out a small surprised yelp at the slap, but was even more surprised--and quite pleasantly--by how quickly and deeply the kid had immersed himself in the dominator role. Not to be outdone, she growled back, "I can't even count the times my hungry cunt has been sucked and fucked, sonny-boy, but I can count on one hand the men who've been any good at it! Let's see what you've got, kid! Shove your face into my sloppy snatch and see if you can suck some lingering cum out of it! Maybe you'll get to taste your dad's splooge in there! He's one of the best fucks I've ever had!"
Bryce leaned down but took a moment to just stare at the wet, shaven pussy in front of him. It would be only the second pussy he had ever had his mouth on, after Tina's, and was so completely different. Tina's whole crotch area was covered with fine, wispy, pubic hair, and her pussy-mound resembled a puffy peach with a slit that came together and hid her pussy-lips and her clit within. He had always used his hands to spread the peach open to slide his tongue inside. Brenda's pussy-lips were right there in the open, like some sort of erotic, soft, wet flower.
He leaned down and ran his tongue up through her pussy and then poked it into the little cleft where he knew her clit lay tucked away. Tina loved it when he flicked her clit with his tongue, so he expected that all women probably did. What he didn't expect was how big and how firm Brenda's clit was. Where Tina's was a tiny little nub of flesh, Brenda's was as fat and as hard as one of her gorgeous nipples.
He swirled his tongue around the nub and even pushed his face hard enough into her pussy to suck the remarkable little protrusion between his lips and flick its tip.
"Oh, yeah, that's nice, sonny-boy!" Brenda moaned. "Suck on my fat little clit and get my pussy-juice running! Get my slutty snatch drooling its hot juice before you shove your tongue up my cunt-hole and suck it out! I am going to fill your cunt-eating mouth with my hot cum!"