This one is a bit longer, but with much more action. I hope you enjoy. Stay tuned for more to come!
After I caught my breath and could no longer feel my pulse in my extremities, I went to Zach's bathroom to clean up. He followed me. I threw my foot up on the counter, using a wet washcloth to clean off my juices. He stood in the doorway watching, but never said a word. He certainly had a decent view of my goods and began to rub his already hard cock. I dropped my leg, rinsed the cloth and turned to face him.
"Come here," I instructed, softly. I began rubbing his chest, feeling his tremendous pecs under the rag. I moved down to his perfectly formed abs, making circles with my hands. I traced the "V" cut right next to his raging hard-on, but was careful not to touch it directly. I moved my way back up to his neck, and then his cheek. I stared into his eyes now, and he into mine. I was mesmerized. Then he leaned in for a kiss. We embraced, passionately, and my body was suddenly weak. My mind raced, because the way I was feeling was nothing short of a chemical explosion. I had suddenly gone from resentment to romantic; I certainly could not be feeling this way about my step-son.
"I think you missed a spot," he whispered as we stood there, our faces only about an inch from the other. I opened my eyes to question his statement. He looked down at his cock standing straight on end, flat against his torso. "But... I think you should forget the rag on this one... Use your mouth."
I dropped to my knees, obediently. I wrapped my hand around his shaft, slowly pumping in slight strokes. I licked circles around the tip, staring up at him. Zach leaned against the wall with his shoulders so he could look down at me. He combed my hair back with his fingers, then gently holding the back of my head. I took the crown of his enormous cock into my mouth, sucking and rolling my tongue around it. He slowly pushed me down, stopping about halfway and allowing me to come back. I swallowed, taking a few deep breaths, but continuing to move my hand up and down his shaft. Then he guided me back down, and eased me back up.
I followed his movement for a little while, leisurely taking half his cock into my mouth, pumping away at him. Then I got brave and let go, running my hands from his knees up his muscular thighs, landing on his hips. I bobbed a little faster, taking in only about half his member. I pulled off, swallowing hard. I looked him right in the eyes as I lowered myself as far as I could manage. The bulbous head hit the back of my throat as I attempted to take him all in, but I was still slightly shy of my goal. His eyes got wide and he moaned as I tried to drive myself deeper. I gagged and pulled off him.
"Holy shit!" he laughed.
I just smiled and went back in for more. I used his hips to guide him so that we were moving in unison. I alternated small, quick strokes and long, deep motions. He tossed his head back, closing his eyes. I could see him clenching his teeth as he let out guttural moans. His hand tightened on the back of my head, forcing me down harder, and then holding me there longer as he thrust into my mouth. We continued like this for a few minutes. I reached down and gently grabbed his balls. They were tight and I knew he was about to cum. I massaged them, rolling them in between my fingers and palm and pulling ever so slightly. Zach moved his hand from the back of my head to the side. Using both of his massive paws now he planted the heel of his palms right in front of my ears, wrapping his fingers around the back of my head. He held me still and thrust his hips, fucking my face with that enormous dick of his. His momentum picked up, and he moaned with each thrust. Soon he slammed against me, his cockhead hitting the back of my throat. His fingers dug into the back of my head and he pumped his spunk into me. I swallowed the best I could. Eventually he released his grip, allowing me to slide off him. I sat back onto my heels, wiping off my mouth. He slumped against the wall, catching his breath and unable to speak. We both just smiled and then laughed.
Zach reached down, putting his hands under my arms and lifting me to my feet. I leaned with my ass against the counter, resting my hands there. He brushed the hair away from shoulder, kissing my neck. I leaned my head back, savoring the tickle in my belly he gave me. That's when he grabbed my hair in his hand, pulling tightly. I arched my back to ease the pain, as he guided me around, to face the mirror. He pushed be against the counter, my hips hitting right at the edge. He let go of my hair, gently sweeping his hand across my cheek and grabbing a hold of my throat. He leaned into me, and I could feel his hard cock pressing between my ass cheeks.
He whispered in my ear, "I'm not through just yet."
He put his free hand on my shoulder, rubbing slightly. Then he used his fingers to drop down my figure, tracing the curve of my tit, ribs, waist, hip and to my thigh. He guided my leg up and planted my foot on the counter as I had done before. He let go of my throat, moving this hand to the back of my shoulder, pushing me forward to lean on the counter. His hand stayed firmly on the small of my back, holding me in place as he kneeled behind me. His free hand slid down my ass crack, across my asshole, barely touching my pussy and landing on my clit. He spread my legs open wider and then spit on my clit. He rubbed hard against my little nub. I moaned and closed my eyes. I heard him laugh a little behind me. He stopped rubbing my now swollen clit. I let a disappointed "aw" escape my lips. Again, he laughed. Then he spanked my ass, hard. I sucked my breath in through my teeth.
"Yeah? Is that good, Ma?" he asked in a very cocky tone. "You like to be spanked, Ma?"
He smacked my ass, again, slightly harder this time. It stung and I could feel my cheek bounce. He hit the other side a few times. Then he took turns on either cheek, back and forth, a little harder with each swing. Each swat rang out in the small tiled room and I attempted to not wince. When my ass was nice and pink, he stopped.
"You handled that well. You should be rewarded."
He spread my cheeks open, flicking his tongue against my tight hole. I moaned again, very much enjoying this. He lapped with a flat tongue, then teased with just the tip. He wrapped his lips around my pucker and sucked gently. My moans continued. Then he pressed the tip of his tongue against my hole, slowly penetrating. I had to bite my lip at this point. He flicked and thrusted, teasing just the other side of my asshole. He inserted two fingers into my pussy. It was sopping wet and they slid right in. He continued to tongue fuck my ass while he finger fucked my cunt. My toes curled with the enormous amount of pleasure coursing through me.
He pulled his fingers from my pussy, and leaned back. Then slowly and deliberately, he plunged the soaked index and middle finger into my slightly loosened hole. He eased back out to the first knuckle. Then he slammed the fingers into my ass. He continued to do this, easy out and quick and hard back in. After several strokes this way, he began a steady pace. I began to rock back into him. Just when I thought I would explode, he stopped thrusting and began exploring. He pressed against each wall, curling his fingers in a "come hither" motion. I arched my back further, my stomach and tits pressed against the cold counter. He spread his fingers wide and pulled out, stretching my hole in the process.
He slid them back in, and then inserted the two first fingers of his other hand into my cunt. He double penetrated me with his fingers. He switched between pounding in unison and then sliding one hand in while the other pulled out. I tossed my head back, moaning into the mirror. Again, I heard him chuckle behind me. Then he rubbed his fingers together, massaging the thin wall between my two sex holes. I grunted deeply as he did so. He glided the fingers out of my pussy, and then pushed them into my already occupied ass hole. Then he repeated his finger fucking before, only this time, all four fingers were in one extremely tight hole. Four fingers thrust in unison, then in opposite motions, then spread wide against my inner walls. After some time of toying this way, he began to spread my hole open. He crooked his fingers; pulling apart and making me gape. He spit into my ass and fucked some more. He did this over again, and then again. Soon my formerly tight hole sat gaping open, the wet pink inside clearly visible.
"Looks like you are ready," he stated matter of factly.
He stood, pulling my leg off the counter. He guided my hips to him, and setting the opening of my wet cunt right on top of his swollen head. I could feel the juice dripping on to him already. Then, with no warning, he thrust his entire member inside me. I yelped, pushing myself off the counter. He pounded a few times, and I could feel him slamming into my cervix. I was already so close to cumming and this quick, hard fuck was all I really needed. He ripped his cock out of me, and I came, screaming and squirting. I soaked his already sticky cock.
He pushed me back down on the counter, my cheek landing on the mirror. He repositioned himself behind me, and slid his dripping dick straight into my still gaping ass hole. He slipped, slowly, all the way up to the hilt. I moaned, pushing back on him. I could feel his hot skin on my ass cheeks. We stood there for a minute, allowing his gigantic cock get comfortable inside me. Then, gradually, he began to fuck me; gently at first, but quickly picking up speed. I closed my eyes tight, humming pleasurably through pressed lips. Zach reached up, wrapping his hand in my hair, again. He leaned back, pulling me with him. His free hand landed on the counter with a thud. He fucked hard for a few thrusts, holding my long hair just tight enough to keep my back arched.
"Open your eyes," he whispered into my ear. "I want you to watch yourself getting ass fucked by your stepson."
