Elder Mistress Teaches Young Slut Fisting
The stepson had a wild imagination and he often fantasized about his stepmom. He couldn't believe his luck when he caught her alone one day in the living room. She was wearing nothing but a skimpy red lingerie that accentuated her big naturals, making them look even bigger than they really were. He knew he had to act fast before she left for work.
He approached her slowly, his heart pounding in his chest. She sensed him coming and turned to face him, a wicked grin on her mature face. "What do we have here?" she asked, her voice dripping with seduction. He swallowed hard and replied, "I can't take it anymore. I need you."
She reached out and stroked his hair, running her fingers through the short strands. She leaned in and whispered in his ear, "You want me? Then you better be prepared for something rough." He nodded eagerly, not daring to say no.
She grabbed his hand and led him to the couch, where she had a big cock toy waiting for him. She instructed him to lie down and spread his legs wide. As he did so, she moved behind him and wrapped her arms around his chest, pulling him closer to her.
She started to fist his ass with one hand while using the other to play with his big boobs, making them bounce and jiggle. He moaned loudly as she pounded him harder and faster, making his eyes water from the intensity of the pleasure. She leaned over his shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Do you like that, stepson? Do you like how I'm fisting your ass?"
He nodded frantically, not daring to speak. She tightened her grip on his cock and increased the speed of her fist, making him squirm in ecstasy. She leaned down and kissed him hard, biting his lower lip as she pulled away. He tasted the blood and groaned louder.
She slapped his ass playfully, making him yelp. "You like that too?" she asked with a wicked grin. He nodded again, unable to speak. She flipped him over on his back and straddled his chest, her big breast hanging over his face.
She reached down and stroked his cock, making it twitch in anticipation. "Do you want me, stepson?" she asked with a sultry voice. He nodded again, not able to speak. She leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth, gagging slightly as she deep-throated him.
He reached up and wrapped his hands in her hair, pulling her head back slightly so he could watch her throat move as she sucked him. He groaned louder, feeling the pressure building in his balls. She looked at him with a wicked smile and started to bob her head faster, taking more of him into her mouth each time.
He felt himself approaching the edge. "I'm gonna cum," he warned her, trying to hold back. But she didn't stop. She kept going, milking his orgasm out of him with her mouth. He screamed as he climaxed, shooting his load down her throat and into her hungry mouth.
She swallowed every drop, licking the remnants from his cock before standing up and walking over to the couch. She lay back and pulled him on top of her, wrapping her arms around him tightly. They kissed passionately, their tongues intertwining as they explored each other's mouths.
They moved together, their big naturals rubbing against each other, making them both moan louder. She reached down and stroked his cock again, guiding it to her wet pussy. They sank into each other, their bodies fitting together perfectly. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her.
They fucked hard and fast, their passion unbridled. Their hair was a mess, their breaths were ragged, and their screams filled the room as they climaxed again and again, not wanting to stop. They fell asleep in each other's arms, spent but satisfied.