Marvin Cox: Slave stepmother

Quite frankly, Wanda didn't know if she could. His cock was bigger than either Mike's or Jimmy's and as round as a baseball bat. Still, she didn't care. She knew the pain would be wonderful coming from him.

"I want you to make me a promise before we go any further," Stan said, pausing.

"Anything," Wanda replied, her eyes filled with love.

"I want you to promise that you'll do exactly as I ask when we're finished here."

"Of course," Wanda said, "but what are we…"

"Hush. Just do what I say," Stan said, interrupting. "And now, let's see if you squeal out again, baby, when I fuck your ass."

Wanda did squeal, but it was with pleasure. And as the full length of his cock stabbed wildly into her shitter, she felt as if his cock tip were stabbing right between her shoulder blades.

"God, it's… beautiful," she panted, her face turning ashen with pleasure.

"Christ, it is good, ain't it?" Stan grunted. "Hell, we should have been ass-fucking all the time. Your ass is almost as hot and sweet as your pussy."

He then slowly began fucking in and out of her asshole while he bit down on her nipples. Soon, he was driving in and out rhythmically, his ass rising and falling in a fleshy blur. With each fuck-thrust, Wanda screamed out, her insides becoming a buttery cauldron of desire.

"Fuck me, Stan!" she gasped. "God, it's so good the way you fuck. You're the best. Yes, the best in the world."

She didn't know if he believed her or not, but she spoke the truth. A young stud was OK, but a mature, experienced man was something else.

And the way his hulking, muscular frame engulfed her body was dynamite to her senses. Already, her shitter and pussy were throbbing wildly, ready to explode.

"Faster, baby!" she panted. "God, ream out my shitter and blow in gallons of hot cum."

Stan gobbled her right tit into his mouth and began fucking into her shitter as if his cock were an instrument of torture. After about a minute of hard fucking, his body tensed.

"Shit, baby – I can't hold back any longer," he groaned. "My nuts feel like they're on fire!"

"Go ahead, Stan! Fuck me," Wanda gasped, feeling her climax rip into her guts.

Then, when the sensations burned with full force, she began rocking back and forth, screaming as if she were on fire.

"Aieeeeeeee!" she shrieked, her orgasm peaking savagely, causing her ass muscles to suck out his cum.

"Unhhhhh," Stan cried out.

He held himself against her ass for a couple of seconds, then began fucking in and out with his full strength.

"Take my cum, Goddamn you! Take my cock and fuck it right up to your cocksucking brains, whore!"

When his cum melted into her ass, her pleasure increased marvelously. Finally, weak from exhaustion, she went limp, panting.

"Unhhhhhhhh," she whispered softly, feeling totally and completely satisfied for the first time in her life.

"Oh, baby – that had to be the fucking best," Stan said, gouging in the last of his cum. "Shit, I can't blame my boys for anything now, I guess."

Wanda had almost forgotten about Mike and Jimmy.

"Are they still in the barn?" she asked, wondering why she hadn't heard them come in the house.

"Yeah, they're out there. The girl, too," Stan said. "Right now we're gonna go out and see them."

"We are?" Wanda asked, wondering what he was going to do. "Why?" she asked.

"Just promise me you'll do as I asked," Stan said, untying her feet and hands.

"What is it you want me to do? Oh, can't we do it later?" she said suddenly. "Mmmmm, I just love the way your cock feels inside my ass like this."

"We can come back later," Stan said, pulling away and getting off the bed. He then handed Wanda the whip. "Here. It's time for your revenge."

"Revenge?" Wanda gasped. "What do you mean?"

"I mean you're going to do to those boys everything they did to you. And while you do it to them, I'm gonna take care of that little Brenda character."

"You mean, we're going to…"

"That's right, baby, we're gonna give them a taste of their own medicine."

A few moments later, Stan and Wanda walked into the darkened barn. Wanda stopped suddenly when she saw the three teenagers inside. They were all tied up, their hands over their heads. Their clothes had been stripped from their bodies.

"Hello, boys," Wanda said with a grin, looking first at Mike, then at Jimmy. "Mommy's come to get you."

As Stan walked over and stood in front of Brenda, Wanda lifted the whip in her right hand and took a step toward her stepsons.

As the sun sank into the west, screams of terror and ecstasy could be heard from inside the barn.