Perfect Body Stepmom Novels & Stories

"Stop...god...please...I just need to cum on your cock. Please." She was so eager but also submissive. Although I wasn't as focused on it, her body was great. Toned, muscular. Breasts maybe a little smaller than mine, but amazingly firm for her age and for having two children. I swear that if she hadn't had a passion for teaching science then she could have been a fitness model. It was not difficult to see why Dad's cock was standing up that straight. Somehow, in the kissing and spanking and moaning I hadn't really checked it out.

She stood completely naked in front of him, full breasts heaving, pussy visibly wet. “It is fucked up,” she whispered, climbing onto the bed and straddling his lap. “I’m your stepmom. I helped raise you. And right now, all I can think about is how badly I want my stepson’s thick cock inside me.” She reached down and wrapped her hand around his hardening cock, stroking him slowly.

Caleb walked to the side with a frown on his face as his father walked and sat beside Bea. “I need an intimate yet elegant couple. We’re endorsing brands for the upper-class and our target population was couples.” Bea nodded from Margaret’s instruction. She saw Callum leaning on the couch and wrapping his arms around her waist. He pulled her a little closer to him so she decided to lean on him as she sat sideward. She rested her head on Callum’s shoulder then she put her hands on Callum’s arms as if she was holding him. She crossed her legs and made herself comfortable in her position before she smiled.

"Baby, you seem to have lost quite a bit of weight. Don't follow other girls on those diets. Eat more, put some meat on that face; you'll look even more beautiful," Andrew said kindly, looking at her. After a glance at his father, Lorneauxs withdrew his gaze from him and cast a cold look at Claire. Despite wearing a loose hoodie, he knew better than anyone how much flesh she had underneath. Upon closer inspection, despite her curves being just right, she did seem too thin.

I’ve spent years imagining it. Our family dynamic looks normal from the outside. Kelly plays the perfect step-mom—always asking about my day, cooking my favorite meals, laughing at my dumb jokes. She even helped me through my breakup last year, letting me cry on her shoulder while her big soft tits pressed against my chest.

Matthew said with a smile. Olivia knew that her new stepfather was just trying to lighten the mood and so she tried to wear a pleasant smile on her face as she replied, "I like it. The turkey is perfect, the meal is really nice," she replied. Hoping that she did sound brighter than she felt.

It wasn't Josh's thing really, but he could still appreciate Emily's body. Then Josh turned and saw Pamela, his step mother, lying nearby. Also completely naked. Her tits even smaller than Eve's little ones and fucking perfect in every way. Pamela's tight ass and well-shaped abs. Josh swore he could even see the blonde tuft of her pussy peeking up. God DAMN.

Becky's mom gasped in blissful pain when he increased his speed. "Please stop" She tried to push him away from her but his hands were already firmly gripped on her breast. "Please please please baby," She said as sweat trickled down her face. "You are gonna have to beg me to stop" Aiden replied, his muscular arms gripping her hair. The big veins on his dick seemed to create little lines inside her pussy hole. A few moments later, Mrs Rita was down on her knees taking in the big third leg of Aiden. She fixed her eyes on him as she played with his balls and her hands went up and down his dick. "That's it, baby, Oh yeah" Aiden muttered.

She turned back around, and crawled between my legs and knelt to face me. Staring into my eyes, this totally naked Stephanie Seymour lookalike rubbed her hands up and down my torso, over my chest and stomach. "You must work out Pete? You've got an awesome physique," she cooed. "Are you ready for your blowjob?" Her compliment of my body hit the spot. My heart surged again at her acceptance of me. I responded, "Are you ready to come on my tongue?"

~Calvin's POV~ I couldn't tear my eyes away from her as she bent over to pick up the remote from the coffee table, her tight yoga pants hugging every curve of that round, hourglass ass like they were painted on. My stepmom, Emilia... Dads new trophy wife, barely thirty-five with a body that screamed temptress, didn't even notice how her plump tits strained against her tank top, nipples faintly visible through the thin fabric. Or maybe she did, and that was the problem.