A Greedy Pussy

Chapter 5:

Calvin’s mouth was relentless.

He devoured my pussy like he owned it, his tongue swirling around my swollen clit before sucking it hard between his lips. I writhed on the bed, blindfolded and helpless, my hips grinding against his face as waves of pleasure crashed through me. Every lick, every suck, every filthy groan he made against my dripping folds pushed me closer to the edge.

“You’re soaking my tongue, Elena,” he growled, his voice vibrating through my core. “Such a greedy stepmom. Your cunt is dripping down my chin.”

He pushed my thighs wider apart, completely exposing me, and flattened his tongue against my slit, licking me from my tight asshole all the way up to my throbbing clit. I moaned loudly, my hands fisting the sheets.

Then he slid two thick fingers inside me.

“Oh fuck...!” I gasped.

He curled them perfectly, stroking that sensitive spot deep inside while his mouth focused on my clit. The dual sensation was too much. My walls clenched around his fingers as he started finger-fucking me harder, faster, the wet squelching sounds echoing through the room.

“I’m... I’m going to cum!” I cried out.

“Then cum for me,” he ordered, sucking my clit harder. “Cum on your stepson’s face like the desperate slut you are.”

The orgasm hit me like lightning. My back arched violently off the bed as my pussy spasmed around his fingers, gushing all over his hand and mouth. I moaned loudly, thighs shaking uncontrollably as the pleasure ripped through me.

But Calvin didn’t stop.

He kept pumping his fingers in and out of my soaked cunt, faster and deeper, while his tongue continued attacking my sensitive clit. Before I could even recover from the first orgasm, a second one built rapidly.

“Calvin… wait... oh God!”

I came again, even harder this time. My juices squirted out around his fingers, soaking his wrist and the sheets beneath me. My entire body convulsed, blindfolded eyes rolling back as wave after wave of intense pleasure tore through me.

He still didn’t stop.

A third orgasm followed quickly, triggered by his relentless fingers curling and thrusting inside me while he sucked my clit like he was starving. I was a shaking, moaning mess, my pussy clenching and fluttering wildly around his thick digits as I came for the third time, whimpering and gasping for air.

Only then did he slow down, gently licking me through the aftershocks, his fingers still buried deep inside my pulsing cunt.

“You came three times already,” he murmured against my dripping folds, voice dark with satisfaction. “And I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”

Calvin kept his fingers buried deep inside me, slowly pumping them in and out of my soaked pussy. I was still trembling from the multiple orgasms, my body hypersensitive, but he showed no mercy. His thick fingers curled again, stroking that perfect spot with every thrust while his thumb circled my swollen clit.

“You’re clenching so hard around my fingers,” he murmured, voice low and hungry. “This neglected pussy is so fucking greedy tonight.”

I moaned helplessly as he leaned over me. His hot mouth found my left breast, sucking my stiff nipple deep between his lips. He swirled his tongue around it before sucking harder, almost biting down as his fingers continued fucking me steadily. The dual pleasure made my back arch off the bed.

He switched to my right nipple, sucking and licking it with the same intensity while his fingers plunged deeper, faster. Wet, obscene sounds filled the room as he finger-fucked me, my juices coating his hand and dripping down my ass.

“Calvin…” I whimpered, overwhelmed.

Suddenly, he pulled his fingers out of me. Before I could protest the emptiness, I felt his strong body moving fully over mine. His weight pressed me into the mattress as his mouth claimed my mouth in a deep, possessive kiss.

His lips were firm and demanding. He kissed me like he owned me, his tongue pushing into my mouth, tasting me, dominating the kiss. I could taste myself on his lips and tongue from when he’d eaten my pussy. The filthy realization made me moan into his mouth.

While he kissed me, his hand returned between my legs. Two fingers slid back inside my dripping cunt, then three, stretching me as he resumed finger-fucking me with long, powerful strokes. His thumb rubbed my clit in tight circles as his tongue danced with mine.

The kiss grew messier, more desperate. He swallowed my moans while his fingers drove me closer to another orgasm. I was completely lost... blindfolded, pinned beneath my stepson, his fingers buried deep inside me as he kissed me like a man starved.

He broke the kiss just long enough to growl against my lips:

“I’m going to ruin this married pussy tonight, Elena. And you’re going to let me.”

Then his mouth crashed back onto mine, tongue invading as his fingers fucked me even harder.

Calvin’s fingers drove into me relentlessly while his tongue dominated my mouth. The taste of my own pussy on his lips, combined with the deep, curling strokes of his thick fingers, pushed me straight toward the edge again.

I moaned desperately into his kiss, my body tightening.

“I’m— I’m cumming again!” I cried out, breaking away from his mouth for just a second.

He didn’t slow down. His fingers fucked me harder, faster, slamming into my soaked cunt as his thumb pressed firmly on my clit...

My orgasm exploded through me with brutal force. My pussy clenched and spasmed violently around his fingers, gushing fresh juices down his hand as my entire body shook beneath him. I cried out loudly, thighs quivering, toes curling as wave after wave of pleasure ripped through me.

Before I could even begin to catch my breath, before the orgasm had fully faded, Calvin pulled his fingers out of me.

I whimpered at the sudden emptiness.

Then I felt the thick, blunt head of his cock pressing against my dripping entrance.

In one powerful thrust, Calvin buried his entire length deep inside my slick pussy.

“Ahh...fuck!” I gasped sharply, my back arching violently off the bed.

He was so thick. Much thicker than his father. I felt every inch stretching my walls, filling me completely as he sank balls-deep into me. A deep, satisfied groan escaped his throat.

“Fuck, Elena… your pussy is so tight and wet,” he growled, holding himself deep inside me. “Gripping me like it’s been starving for a real cock.”

He started fucking me immediately...slow, heavy strokes at first, pulling out almost all the way before slamming back in. Each thrust made my breasts bounce and forced a broken moan from my lips.

The blindfold kept me in darkness, making every sensation overwhelming. All I could do was feel his thick cock stretching me open, his heavy balls slapping against my ass, and his powerful body dominating mine.

Calvin leaned down, his mouth near my ear as he picked up speed.

“This is what you needed, isn’t it?” he rasped, thrusting harder. “A young, hard cock ruining this neglected married pussy while your husband is away.”

He fucked me deeper, more possessively, his hips slamming against mine as wet, filthy sounds filled the room.

Fuck...if my husband catches me here...like this... How the fuck would I explain???