Taming And Satisfying Her Assertive, Seductive Virile New Mommy
Becca
knew
she'd heard something, knew that she hadn't woken from a dream by accident as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and made her way down the hall from her bedroom.
There was someone walking around in her family home- and that thought had got her out of bed fast, shivering as she felt the cool air of the living room hit her sweaty body through her thin pajamas.
She could hear breathing- there was someone on the couch!
But who? And- the moon was full, giving Becca some visibility- the person on the couch was
naked.
Thoughts of some pervert flashed through her mind even as Becca did her best to keep her cool, ping forward and doing her best to keep silent- whoever it was on her couch didn't seem to know she was there...
Becca knew that she should be going for the phone and the police- it was just her and her stepmother home, after all, and they were hardly equipped to deal with a home invader.
Becca let out a tiny breath of relief as the silhouette on the couch revealed itself- Rosie, her stepmother. Becca shook her head, a smile crawling across her face as she walked around the couch, only to freeze with shock.
Rosie was completely naked- naked, with her legs spread, furiously stroking a massive, fat, throbbing cock! She groaned softly as she stroked, and Becca could hear her stepmother's hands sliding wetly up and down her shaft, which
glistened
in the pale moonlight.
Rosie was covered in sweat, breasts heaving with effort as she stroked her cock, masturbating shamelessly and almost robotically. In fact, as Becca crept closer, she could see that Rosie's eyes were dull and unfocused- her pupils were wide, and as Becca came even closer Rosie's gaze suddenly turned to meet hers.
Becca's stepmother didn't stop stroking for an instant- in fact, she sped up, moaning as she slowly looked Becca up and down, rubbing the tip of her shaft with a thumb and gasping, arching her back as her cock twitched in her hand, pumping a thick, gooey rope of precum up into the air before splattering down onto Rosie's heaving breasts and jiggly belly.
Becca's jaw dropped at the display, feeling her heart flutter as Rosie kept staring at her, still jerking herself off, slowly coating her breasts and neck with precum as she started rocking her hips back and forth.
Rosie was blushing, Becca realized, feeling the heat rise in her own face as her stepmother kept touching herself. Had seeing Becca turned Rosie on? Was her stepmother bucking her hips at the thought of fucking
her?
The taboo thought made Becca moan softly, biting her lips. Her own soft moan was lost in Rosie's cry as her stepmother tossed her head back, finally closing her eyes as she let go of her cock.
Her shaft twitched, pulsing in the air before erupting all over her with thick, gooey, pearly-white ropes of thick, salty seed.
Rosie gasped with each rope that she painted herself with, her semen dappling her chest and her face with a soft pattering sound, almost like a light rain. Her lips were plastered with seed and as Becca watched a rope even shot between her stepmother's eyes.
One of her eyes had been painted shut as well- the other was locked on Becca, and Becca realized that she'd been coming forward again, her hands stretched out towards Rosie as she panted on the couch, seemingly still asleep.
Her visible eye was still glazed, yet still focused on Becca as she took hold of her cock with one hand and started to stroke all over again.
She was
still
hard- Becca moaned again, biting her lip harder and lowering her hands. She wasn't sure what she'd been about to do, but she knew that she wasn't supposed to wake up a sleep-walker; especially one in such a compromising position!
Becca was still mulling over what to do when Rosie reached out, taking hold of her daughter's wrist with a sperm-slick hand and a surprisingly strong grip. Becca let out a little squeak as Rosie tugged her forward, pulling her onto her lap and forcing her to straddle her stepmother.
The rush of sensations made Becca gasp, her blush deepening as Rosie groaned, hugging her daughter close and rocking her hips, grinding her wet, glistening shaft against Becca's thin pajama pants, moaning and making Becca whimper as Rosie cupped her daughter's ass.
Becca could feel her shirt soaking through with her stepmother's semen and her nose wrinkled as she
smelled
it- then she sputtered as Rosie kissed her, letting her
taste
her stepmother's virile, thick seed while Rosie's hands slipped beneath both her pajamas and her panties.
Her stepmother's tongue pressed into her mouth at the same time as she tugged Becca's pajamas and her lacey panties down, moving her hips faster, grinding her huge, fat mommy-cock against Becca's bare, wet virginal labia as she explored her daughter's mouth.
Becca moaned helplessly, trying to pull away from her stepmother's taboo kiss, but she wasn't strong enough to break Rosie's grip and she was worried that if she tried any harder she'd wake Rosie up. She moaned again, her pussy clenching as she realized Rosie's intentions while she was lifted up, Rosie's thick, bulbous tip grinding against her womanhood.
Becca mewled as she felt Rosie's hands on her ass, holding her tight as her stepmother finally broke their kiss. Rosie stared up at her blankly, shifting her hips and moving Becca into position, making Becca gasp as she felt her vulva split, stretching around Rosie's massive, throbbing tip as it pressed up into her searchingly.
Rosie let out a long, low groan as she felt Becca's warmth and wetness, her cock throbbing and splattering her daughter's bare, vulnerable pussy with precum. Becca's eyes fluttered, and she realized that even if Rosie didn't do anything else, she might slide down onto her stepmother's cock whether she wanted to or not.
Then Rosie
thrust,
eyes still glazed and grip firm as she made Becca cry out, moaning softly herself as her cock speared into her daughter, pumping thick, gooey ropes of precum into her quivering pussy as Rosie slowly impaled Becca on her thick, fat mommy-cock, claiming Becca's first time for herself.
Becca groaned at the feeling, chewing her bottom lip and trying not to wake Rosie, muffling her own cries as her eyes rolled with pleasure. Her eyes rolled each time Rosie thrust into her, steadily splitting her open while Rosie pulled her down to meet each thrust.
