Masuk“Daniel swallowed so hard. As he moved his hand slowly up and down my arm, the caress made my skin tingle.” Even though he is my stepson, he is big and handsome, not at all like the roughneck little boy I could remember.
My body was filled with a mad emotion that I couldn't control. I suddenly felt a hot sensation between my legs and it started shaking. My nipples go harder. I couldn't take it anymore as I dragged him to the bed, we both fell on it. I quickly placed my lips on his and began to kiss him passionately as if I had gone a whole day without a meal. “Daniel did not refuse as he returned the kiss back to me, we kiss for a long time while my hands moved down to his sweat pant, unzip it and his big cock was out looking so hard and healthy, Daniel has a big cock that I can't compare with Ryan's before I freed him as we both began to struggle for air. “I grabbed his hand and placed it on my pussy, I moaned when his hand reached. “Aunt you are so wet.” He said. “Yes I am, that's why I want you to lick and fuck the hell out of me, son.” So you can do whatever you want with me, get to work, Son, I said as I lay down waiting for him. “Daniel bent and snaked his tongue around one of my standing nipples. I shivered as I loved what he did to me. He cupped my nipples together and began to lick them all over. He clasped his warm lips around one nipple, then the other, for a long time.” I let out a strangled moan and writhed against the bed. He was doing marvelous things to my tits as it glided up and down. Again, his lips were around one of the sensitive areas as he sucked so peacefully. “Daniel kissed me downward along my body.” Then his hand on my tuft of hair my cunt dipped between my open thighs. Stroking up and down on my wet pussy. I wonder how on earth Daniel knows how to turn up a lady, even though he is yet to be a fully grown man, or does he have sex with other ladies in his office? Because the effects were also the same as if Ryan were the one. I couldn't take the sexual desire I was feeling, only wanting to cum. “I placed his head on my pussy, I instantly felt his warm tongue on my pussy hole as he fucked it in and out, giving a sexual sound. But my body throbbed wildly. It wanted to reach for a deeper and wilder penetration.” So he pulled back and placed his fingers to sink into my soft cunt. The inquisitive tip of his middle finger found a way that led deep inside my hole. Soon he was gliding me in and out, fucking me so hot. “I scream as I manage to keep my hips engaged as his incestuous fingers stroke more inside.” His own excitement has now reached a pitch where I can feel his hard cock caressing my thigh. I watched him as his turgid cock slapped against him as he settled himself. Daniel pushed it cock down and nosed its tip into my pussy hole. “I moaned as I held him so tightly, afraid he might pull away.” He seems to be in his own world when he plugs his thick and swollen cock in my hole until I absorb the entire length. He held the shaft deeply within my cunt for a few seconds, then he gently began to stroke his big strong cock inside me, pulling his cock in and out. So I couldn't keep my own hips from moving. My hips started moving against my own volition. As my hot cunt drove up and down, the slippery length of his shaft. His balls slapped rhythmically against my asshole. “Ryan… Ryan Fuck me harder, don't stop, please,” as I kept my eyes tightly closed just to support the fantasy. But I knew deep down that it wasn't Ryan who was fucking me. It was Daniel fucking me… my stepson.. I was getting fucked up by my stepson. “Who else can I fuck if not him, since my husband is never available for me?” “Daniel moves faster, grunting. The rapid pumping of his full firm cock gave the nerve ending of my cunt. Complete the measure of stimulation I long had since Ryan was away.” “Daniel fuck, harder…faster, I'm about to cum, please don't stop, I'm about to release the organism. He moved faster just like I asked him. “The release was magnificent, as good as I have ever experienced with Ryan.” Even better than him. Because I had gone without satisfaction for so long and my need has become so intense. “I moaned and vibrated.” But then a warm relaxation came over me. Daniel also came. “I felt his hot cum strike at the entrance of my womb. And this gave rise to a fresh wave of shock and shame.” Daniel semen! Fuck, this was the best sex I've had in a while. Daniel grinned and backed off. “I always knew you would be a hell dog in bed. You must be special Daniel.” I managed to say. While I held his cock which still had a little pre cum on it. But, Aunt, this is a terrible thing we just did. “What if Dad comes back and finds out about our affairs? He won't… not until you spill the beans to him. And besides, you enjoyed how you fucked me, didn't you?” Aunt, I came inside you. I'm afraid you’ll get pregnant.. “Don't worry, son, I'm on protection.” I took contraceptive pills already.” “So tell me how many ladies have you fucked so far, I can see this is not your face time of having sex.” ‘Actually, Aunt, this is my second time fucking a lady, the first was my girlfriend, it's just that I watch a lot of p**n videos, which makes me know more about how to have sex.’ Well, not bad, let's go to the bathroom and take a shower, when we are done, I will get you something to eat. We both made our way to the bathroom. “I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing as my eyes swept down to his nude beautiful form. I couldn't keep my gaze from returning to his crotch. His cock was looking soft and it seemed harmless. But I recalled how it felt inside my cunt and I love it.” Daniel only smiled at me. Get ready, son, my pussy will be collecting a lot of cobwebs from you since its real owner isn't around to fix it. “I said.” He said nothing but continued with his shower. We were both done with our shower and came out to the room while Daniel went to his room to get dressed, while I only wore a bra and gown with nothing beneath. I went downstairs to make something real quick for him, so I quickly made some pancakes and milkshakes. He came downstairs also wearing shorts and a shirt. “He glanced at me once, here you go my dear, eat some and have some energy to pleasure your stepmom later. He dived into his meal and ate in silence. Afterwards, we watched television. I kept my gaze fixed on him and smiled inwardly, still admiring how good he was in bed.”He took the toy in his hand, his eyes locked on my dripping centre. He didn't use his fingers to tease. He didn't warm me up with his mouth. He just pressed the cold plastic against my entrance, and I gasped, my hips bucking instinctively. "Relax," he murmured, his thumb rubbing my clit in slow circles. "Or it's gonna hurt." I tried to breathe, but the sight of him was so close, so hard, so focused that it was undoing me. He pushed the dildo inside. It slid in easily; the silicone was warm from his hand, stretching me in a way that was familiar yet new. He held it there for a moment, letting me to adjust to the fullness. "Good girl," he praised, leaning forward to nip at the inside of my thigh. "But I want to see if this fits." He began to thrust. Slow at first, testing the rhythm, watching my face intently. I arched my back, the friction sending jolts of electricity straight to my spine. The toy wasn't enough. It was good, but it was a substitute. I needed the real thing. I n
He didn't make me ask twice. He lifted me off the stool like I weighed nothing, spun me around and bent me over. Cold marble hit my nipples through the open shirt. I heard the soft rustle of his sweatpants hitting the floor. Then the thick, blunt head of him knocking my entrance. I reached back, guiding him. One brutal thrust and he bottomed out. Stretching me so wide that I cried out. He didn't give me time to adjust. Just grip my hips and start fucking me, his skin slapping skin so hard. The island rocking with every stroke. "Look at you," he growled, yanking my hair so I had to watch us in the reflection of the dark mirror. "Bent over your marital kitchen counter. Taking my cock like a desperate little slut." I moaned, pushing back to meet him. Every thrust shoved me against the edge, my nipples dragging across the cold marble. "Please," I whispered. "Joey." He pulled out suddenly, spun me again and dropped me to my knees. I opened my mouth eagerly, and he fed himse
I woke up sore in all the right places. The storm had passed sometime before dawn, leaving the world a grey and washed-out landscape outside the window. Joey's side of the bed was cold, the sheet twisted and smelling like sex. For one stupid second, my stomach dropped. Like he had taken what he wanted and disappeared into the night. Then, I heard the low hum of a generator outside. The coffee maker gurgling in the kitchen. And the soft clink of a mug on marble. Power was back. He didn't leave. He was just letting me sleep. I rolled out of bed in shaking legs, my skin marked everywhere his mouth and hands had been. Fingerprints bruising my hips, love bites on my breasts, a fresh red mark on my shoulder. I walked into the bathroom and stared at my reflection. I looked like a crime scene. But I looked gorgeous. I reached for the shower, the hot water stinging my skin as I washed away the evidence, but the phantom sensation of him lingered. I pulled out one of Joey's shirts from t
He didn't stop. He didn't give me a second to breathe. He kept on licking and fingering me through it, drawing it out until I was trembling so hard I thought I would shatter. I tried to crawl away from it, but he held me fast, his arms around my thighs, his tongue merciless. He stood up, spun me around, and lifted me back onto the dresser like I was weightless. The wood hit my lower back, but I didn't care. "Open," he ordered, his voice rough and commanding. I dropped to my knees without even thinking. I was his. I was completely and utterly his. He fed himself into my mouth without hesitation, inch by inch, stretching my lips open, the head pushing against the back of my throat. I choked slightly, tears stinging my eyes, but I took it. I took as much as I could. I moaned around him, hollowing my cheeks, bobbing my head up and down. I was moaning like a pornstar, sloppy and wet, my spit dripping down my chin. He threaded his fingers through my hair, guiding me, fucking my mo
I was now standing frozen in the kitchen doorway, the glass of wine forgotten in my hand. Rain lashed against the window so hard it sounded like a drum solo, the storm outside mirroring the chaos tearing through my chest. My blouse was soaked through from the sudden dash inside, clinging to my skin like a second layer, outlining my ribs and the curve of my breast. I lasted maybe thirty seconds. Then I was moving, my bare feet slapping against the cold tile. My heart was slamming so loud against my ribs, I could barely hear the thunder outside. I needed him. I needed to feel that rough, calloused hand on my skin, to taste that whiskey on his tongue. I pushed open the master bedroom door. A thin blade of gold light from the hallway cut across the floorboards, and I pushed it wide. Joey stood at the foot of the king-size bed, back to me. He had already kicked off those sweatpants. He stood there completely naked in the candlelight from the bedside lamps, the deep V of his torso e
The only thing I could remember was the slam of the bedroom door and the sudden, sharp click of the lock. It felt pointed, like a needle piercing my resolve. I leaned back against the wood of the door, my chest heaving with ragged breaths. My skirt was twisted so high on my thigh it bunched up at my hips. My skin felt too tight, stretched over the frantic pulse of my veins. Joey’s words kept looping in my head, low and rough, taunting me. I've been real good for a long time, and I'm getting really tired of it. I couldn't breathe right. I couldn't even think. My mind was a complete and utter blank, filled only with the image of him. All I could do was just slide down the door until my ass hit the thick carpet. My knees fell open like they had a mind of their own, giving him an unobstructed view of everything I was doing to myself. I was soaked. Absolutely dripping. The fabric of my panties was clinging to my skin, dark and translucent against my heat. I reached down, my fingers







