Marvin Cox: Slave stepmother

When a sudden burst of climax riddled Wanda's guts, she held her breath and refused to move, although it was the most difficult thing she had ever done in her life. It would be more than humiliating if he knew she had had an orgasm while being raped like this. At last, when the trickles of pleasure subsided to a dull ache, she went limp.

"Hey, you liked my prick, didn't you?" Mike said, lifting his head from her tits. "You popped your nuts!"

"I did not!" Wanda protested heatedly. "How could you even think such a thing, you bastard?"

While she spoke, she felt the blood rise in her cheeks, her mind burn with shame.

How could it have happened? she wondered. It just didn't seem possible! Ta actually climax under these circumstances. She felt the coppery taste of vomit at the back of her throat.

"Well, if you didn't like that fuck," Mike said slowly, "let's see if you like eating on my big cock."

Now Wanda had a new horror to consider. In the future, every time she kissed Stan, she would remember that she'd had his son's cock in her mouth.

She just wouldn't suck his cock! Never!

"I won't," she said, turning her face away. "If you try, I'll bite your prick off, you bastard."

"You do, and you're a dead lady," Mike said, his voice a dark growl.

His words sent a shiver of terror up and down Wanda's spine. He probably would kill me if I try anything, she thought. But what words can I say to keep him from forcing me to suck his cock?

"No… please!" Wanda begged, her eyes wide with fear. "God, fuck me again. Do anything – but not that. Please?"

"Come on, open up your little mouth like a birdie," Mike laughed, pulling his cum-stained cock from her cunt.

He moved upward over her body, then planted his knees in her armpits.

"Want to kiss my prick a little first?"

Although Wanda wanted to turn away, the sight of his jism-coated prick seemed to freeze every muscle in her body. And up this close, his cockshaft seemed even bigger than his father's! His prick was like some kind of evil snake, puffing out as it bobbed up and down just over her tits.

"Don't make me do it," she whispered, feeling the back of her throat constrict with an undeniable hunger. "Please, Mike – don't do this to me."

Mike slowly leaned forward and rubbed the tip of his sticky prickshaft against her parted lips. Then, when he felt the warmth of her tongue, he lowered herself all the way down. The entire slab of his cock pressed between her lips, then lay embedded in her throat. The hairs of his cock engulfed her nose, and his balls hung over her chin.

"Wow, you can take all my prick!" Mike gasped. "But, hell, I should have figured that. I'll bet Dad has reamed out your throat every night for the past two years."

What he suggested wasn't quite true. Although Stan was a very sexual person, he preferred plain fucking, with hardly any variation or experimentation.

Wanda would have done most anything he asked, but he just never got around to it. At times, she did miss sucking cock, or just playing around, but her first obligation was to please her husband, she felt.

In spite of her disgust with what was happening, she felt tremor of excitement in her pussy. She tried blocking out sensations, but it soon became a losing battle. Again she was horrified to think she might climax during this insanity.

But his hard prick tasted so good!

It was coated with a thick residue of warm cum and perfumed with her cunt juices. And as his massive cockhead pulsated between her tonsils, her throat soon began throbbing just like her cunt. She found her lips closing tightly around the hairy root of his prickshaft.

"That's the way, cocksucker," Mike said, a triumphant smile on his face. "Eat my cock real good, and I'll give you some hot cum to suck down."

While he began bobbing his tight, hairy ass up and down, Wanda felt his cock slide more quickly in and out of her mouth. And with each fuck-stroke, the pleasure inside her body became more electric. She'd never fucked in this position with Stan, and it fascinated her. He was fucking his cock in as if her mouth were a pussy. And the crazy thing was, her throat was tingling just like her cunt was!

Was it possible to have an orgasm in your throat?

"Suck a little faster," Mike whispered, crushing his full weight down on her face. "Stick my cock down to your stomach, and eat me dry, you cum-sucking slut."

Wanda couldn't help herself, but she began writhing and twisting, her anguished passion reaching a feverish pitch. And although she felt ridden with guilt and shame, his cock was giving her pleasure she'd never before discovered. It was almost as if she were cherry again, taking in her first big cock.

"Mmmmmmmm," she gurgled, inhaling the sweaty aroma of his crotch hairs.

"Like my prick, huh?" Mike chuckled. "Hell, the first time I saw you, baby, I knew you'd take to my prick."

At that moment, upon hearing his words, Wanda hated herself even more than she hated him. How could she betray herself like this? She was moaning and groaning as if she actually wanted to suck his cock.

Well, you do, don't you? she thought. Don't you like the feel of his cock? The sweet, creamy taste? Go ahead and admit it. In the back of your mind, you've always wondered what these studs fucked like.

"Mmmmmffff!" she choked, shaking her head back and forth, denying the awful thought.

"Come on – go with it," Mike whispered as if reading her thoughts. "Suck up and down real good, Mom. I'm so fucking close, and I've got all kinds of hot cum for you to eat."

Wanda pulled at the ropes holding her hands and feet, but this time she realized it wasn't to escape. She wanted to reach around his muscular body, to hold his cock harder against her face. She could almost feel his tight, hairy ass against her fingers – how his muscles would be rubbery – almost unyielding.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned, her voice lost in his sweaty, hairy crotch.

Her orgasm began tearing from the back of her cunt, inflaming her fluttering pussy walls. Finally, when her pleasures peaked violently, she felt as if the rim of her cunt had exploded. Another gasping grunt of ecstasy became muffled in his wiry hairs.

"Jesus, you sure know how to lick cock!" Mike said, holding his prick against his stepmother's face. "Just a little more and… unhhhhhh!"

Suddenly, Wanda felt his cockhead jerk, then burst with a greasy explosion of cum. His fuck juice shot from the end of his prick with such force, she thought for a moment she was going to choke to death. Half his molten spunk slapped the back of her throat, then burst upward, while the other half burned into her stomach. Twin streams of jism shot from both her nostrils.

"Aaaghhhh," she spluttered, sending a foamy spray of cum and spit into his hairs and over his receding balls.

"Suck me, cocksucker," Mike panted, slamming his cock savagely in and out of her throat. "Eat down every drop of jism and gargle on it."

Wanda gulped as quickly as possible, but even her hungry mouth was full to overflowing. Then his cum oozed from under her lips. His balls became glued to her chin while other droplets of jism glistened in his blue-black crotch hairs.

And still he slammed in more cum!

"Suck me, whore. Fucking suck my cock dry!" Mike barked, lifting his ass, then hammering back down with his entire frame. "Lick my prick, Goddamn you. Suck my cock right off!"

When the bulk of his load of cum splashed into the back of her throat, Wanda experienced another jolt of raw ecstasy. She thrust her hips upward, then twisted them around as if fucking some imaginary cock. At last, she went limp from exhaustion, her breathing raspy and satisfied.

"Keep sucking!" Mike commanded. "Still got some cum in here, bitch…"

While he emptied the last of his cum into her throat, Wanda merely lay there. Soon, his fuck juices burned across her cheeks and into her ears. Other globs seeped from under her lips and rolled into the hollow of her throat.