Marvin Cox - Slave stepmother

"Untie you?"

"After I suck you, you can tie me back up if you want," Wanda said. "But I need my hands free to hold onto your balls while I eat your cock alive."

For the next couple of seconds, Wanda held her breath, wondering if her ruse had worked. At any rate, if it didn't work tonight, there was always tomorrow, if she could keep up this nonsense.

"OK, I could handle a good suck job before I go to sleep," Mike said, reaching for the ropes at her right hand.

Wanda didn't make a move, even after she was free. Then, after he rolled to his back, she slowly got to her side and reached out for his half-hard cock.

"Mmmm, so big and hard," she murmured, squeezing his shaft and seeing a tiny drop of cum ooze from his monstrous cockhead. "Just tell me how you like it."

"Right down your cocksucking throat," Mike said, pushing her head down to his crotch. "Every inch of my cock, baby."

He squirmed his ass around as he felt her warm mouth engulf the end of his prickshaft.

Knowing that she now had some measure of control, Wanda relaxed completely. She would suck his prick as she promised, and then, when he went to sleep…

Well, just you wait, you little prick, she thought.

His cock was fully, embedded in her throat. After holding it there for a couple of seconds, letting her tongue lick over the smooth surfaces, she slowly pulled her head up, just holding the tip of his prickshaft between her lips.

"Mmmmmmm," she gurgled, scratching her fingernails over his hairy balls, feeling them tremble to her touch. "I just love young stud to suck off."

She took a deep breath and gulped forward, letting all of his cock grind into her throat. As her lips met his curly, blue-black bush of crotch hair, she looked out of the corner of her eye, searching for some sort of weapon.

There was the lamp, of course, but the wire and the shade might make it awkward. Shoes, a picture on the wall, bookends.

When her gaze rested on the chain hanging over the side of the bed, she smiled. That will do perfectly, she thought. Somehow, it seems like poetic justice for it to be my weapon of revenge. The same chain he stuffed up my ass will knock his brains out.

"Mmmmmm," she gurgled, twisting her head around as she gobbled down on his cock.

"Wow, that feels so good," Mike said, closing his eyes.

He lifted his hands and touched the back of her head for a few seconds, then placed them behind his head. He spread his legs a little wider and lifted his hips.

"That's it, baby. Just suck on my cock like that all night."

While Wanda licked up and down his cock, she held his balls with her left hand, giving them gentle squeezes. Her right hand slowly inched across, the sheets toward the chain. Seconds later, she wrapped her fingers around the metal links.

She would have to somehow wrap the chain double, she decided, to shorten it and make it easier to strike out with. The other end, however, was on the floor, out of reach.

Still, if she did a really good job of sucking his cock, he might not notice if she shifted slightly. She quickened her movements, banging her forehead against his hairy stomach.

"Goddamn that's good," Mike grunted, pumping his ass up and down. "Oh, baby, baby, baby."

Now, Wanda thought. He's so involved with pleasure, he wouldn't know if a bomb went off. Do it now!

The taste of his cock, however, was so wonderful. It was almost like having Stan in bed with her. Maybe just a few minutes more of cocksucking. What could that hurt?

And then, when she tasted the steam of his nearing climax, she decided to finish him off and, wait for him to relax. That would be the best time, she reasoned, even though she was taking a chance that Brenda or Jimmy might walk in at any moment.

It was a chance she would have to take…

"Almost there," Mike groaned, every muscle in his body tightening. "Do it faster, cocksucker. Jesus… shit… now!"

When Wanda gulped fully downward, she felt the first molten splash of his cum bang the back of her throat. When her tonsils were milky with his jizz, it became almost impossible to concentrate on her revenge. His hot cum melted down her throat and seemed to filter through her guts, then exploded inside her pussy.

"Aaaaghhhh," she choked, drinking cum and climaxing at the same instant.

"Goddamn! Suck my cock dry, you fucking slut," Mike grunted, thrusting his cock upward, depositing the bulk of his cum-load into his stepmother's throat. "Every drop of jizz all the way down."

Wanda needed absolutely no encouragement. She sucked and pulled on his cock for all she was worth, not only because she craved the sweet cum that melted into her stomach, but because she knew the more reined he was, the better her shot would be.

"Jesus," Mike said at last, going limp with exhaustion.

Wanda held her mouth on his prick for a long while, looking upward at his closed eyes. When she was sure he was asleep, she slowly lifted her head, letting his half-hard slab of cock drop to his stomach.

Again, all the anger she had felt before flooded back into her mind. Now, you prick, she thought. Now you're gonna see what it's like.

She reached down and picked up the other end of the chain. When she held the two ends together, she sat back on her haunches, took aim, and lashed out with her full strength. The chain hit the boy's head with a clanking pop. Mike jerked his eyes open for an instant, then closed them again. His entire body went limp.

Christ, it was so easy, Wanda thought, getting quickly off the bed. She'd knocked him out with one hit. And now for the other two – which might be trickier. But, Jesus, it was going to be so sweet to knock the shit out of that Brenda.

Cautiously she padded from the room and made her way down the hall. Before she got to the living room, she paused and stuck her head around the corner.

Jimmy was kneeling on the couch, facing the back, his legs spread wide. Behind him, Brenda was on her knees, licking her tongue up and down the crack of his ass while she jacked his cock with both hands.

"Tell me when you come," Brenda murmured. "Mmmmmm, I don't want to miss any of your hot fuck cream."

"Don't worry – you're gonna get it," Jimmy grunted, squirming his ass around.

And don't you worry, you little sonofabitch, you're gonna get it, too, Wanda said to herself.

Although she was tempted to strike out at Brenda first, she knew she'd better go for Jimmy. In the time it took to hit the girl, he might react too quickly, and everything would be lost.

Taking aim as she entered the room, she lunged forward and lashed out with the chain, hitting Jimmy across the back of the head. Before she could hit Brenda, however, the girl sprung like an angry panther. Worse, Jimmy wasn't knocked out – merely stunned for a second.

"You bitch!" Brenda screamed, clawing at Wanda's body with such force, both women fell backward to the floor.

While they thrashed about, their naked bodies sliding and smacking together, their hands at each other's throats, Jimmy came back to his senses. He got off the couch and pulled them apart, then kicked Wanda in the stomach.

"You hit me, you cunt!" he roared, his eyes glinting with fury.

"Let me at her! I'll tear her eyes out," Brenda shrieked, again trying to lunge toward Wanda.

"No, you'd better go check on Mike," Jimmy said. "She might have killed him…"

Brenda gave Wanda a look of pure hatred and walked out of the room.

Alone with Jimmy, Wanda felt more fear than disappointment. He was looking at her like he wanted to strangle her or beat her to death with the chain he'd torn from her hands.

"I just wanted to get away," she said, her voice a choking groan of pain. She held her stomach where he'd kicked her. "I… I just wanted to get away."