Pamela James - Loving stepmother

"Get up on your knees," the teen told Kathy. "Then I can do that for you."

He paused in his cock stroking long enough for the girl to bend over on her knees, rearing up her ass. He reached underneath her and inserted his middle finger into her dripping vagina.

"Christ, yes, that's much, much better!"

He fingered her clit, tweaking it with two fingers, caressing and massaging it until the girl began trembling violently.

He knew she was about to cum. He decided she was ready to really have his cock shoved up into her shit passage. He slammed hard and she cried out in ecstasy. His hand dripped her cum juice as she climaxed, her ass humping back against his thrusting loins.

"Jesus," she panted after the peak of her orgasm had passed, another one not far behind, "you can really fuck up a storm!"

"Never thought fucking a girl's ass could feel so good!"

"Live and learn, honey. Live and learn!"

"Does my dad ever do this?"

"No. He only likes cunt-fucking. Doesn't even like getting blown that much. He's not as willing as you are to try everything."

Her honey juice ran down his arm, dripping off his palm and knuckles as he continued thrusting first two, then three, then virtually his entire hand up her wet hot pussy.

She climaxed again, squealing in ecstasy. Finally, the eighteen-year-old couldn't hold it back any longer. It felt too damn good! He rammed forward exceptionally hard, knocking the breath from her body, and his sizzling hot fuck wads emptied into her tight shit channel.

Kathy was in seventh heaven. It had been so long since she had her ass fucked, and never had it been fucked like this!

She climaxed with him, the two of them thrashing and writhing with abandon, the bedsprings screaming as he continued pounding into her.

He pulled out of her when he had finished ejaculating and she fell forward on the bed, fingering her chit until she came again. Thea she lay still, apparently satisfied.

At least for the moment.

Mat disappeared into the ball bathroom to wash off his prick.

"Hey, it's getting late," he announced as he waked back naked into his room. "I think my folks will be back pretty soon now."

"God, have we been at it that long?"

He smiled. "Yeah, sorry to have to end it all."

"That's alright. I'm feeling so weak now I think if I cum again my heart will give out on me." She sat up, her legs dangling over the edge of the bed.

Mathew felt a little guilty, that he had fucked this exciting girl behind his step-mother's back. The fact that she was his father's mistress didn't even enter his mind. He just didn't want Gloria finding out about it.

He stood before her and she reached out and absently stroked his cock.

"I can't even begin to tell you how good you've made me feel tonight. Wow."

He felt his cock hardening as she caressed it. She eyed it hungrily. Her tongue slipped over her hot, dry lips.

She looked up at him, reluctant to tear her eyes away from his growing prick. "You think I have time for one more quick blow job? I'd love to get another taste of that delicious jism of yours."

He shrugged and smiled proudly, seeing how attracted she was to his large cock, and knowing Gloria felt exactly the same way.

"Sure, I guess so." He leaned over, still standing, placing both hands on her shoulders to steady himself. She began to suck him oft his cock visibly hardening in her mouth. He clenched his teeth and moaned softly.

"Mmmmm," she exhaled, drilling the tip of her pink tongue into his pin slit.

She grabbed his balls and squeezed them, feeling his hanging sacs between her fingers. They were soft and slightly wrinkled.

He rocked to and fro on the balls of his feet, slipping his cock in and out of her mouth as if he was fucking her.

He rocked back and forth faster and faster. He threw his head back and cried out passionately. He let his feelings go completely, not holding himself back from cumming for even a second.

He spurted into her mouth several watery wads which she swallowed eagerly.

"Jeez!" he gasped under his breath.

He pressed her back onto the bed, his knees on either side of her shoulder, bending over and slamming his hard cock in and out of her ardently sucking mouth.

When he had finished cuming he pulled his half-erect dick out of their hot confines and she wiped her semen-stained lips with her fleshy tongue.

She smiled contentedly. "Thanks," she said gratefully.

His cock jerked spasmodically between his thighs. Kathy giggled like a little girl. The teen looked down at himself and chuckled.

"I bet there's still another couple of good cums there yet," she said hopefully.

"It's really getting late, Kathy."

"I know. Just wishful thinking." She started to dress. "Will I see you again?" she asked. He, too, began dressing.

Mat shrugged.

"I have an apartment with another girl not far from here. I could drive you over sometimes. My roommate's name is Barbara. Barb for short. We could have ourselves a little orgy. I know she'd love to fuck you."

"Ever fuck any guys with her? Bring them up to your apartment?"

"Sometimes. She usually drives them someplace secluded in her car. She's crazy. But she's careful too. She'll probably never get caught."

Mathew shook his head. "She sounds a little crazy."

"Yeah, she is. But she's fun to be with. We have a good time together. She's great in bed."

"You've made it with her?" Mathew stopped and looked at her.

"Sure. Nothing wrong with it. I still prefer guys, especially guys with cocks as big as yours. Yours is the biggest so far! But it's nice making it with another girl. Nice and loose. And she knows just what to do, where to touch and all to make it really something special."

"I'll bet."

"No, really."

"I believe you. Maybe we'll all get together sometime. Sounds pretty neat."

"Oh, you won't be disappointed. Want to make a definite date?"

"Well, I don't know…"

"Kinda scared huh?"

"Well… yeah… maybe… kinda…"

"Well, I'll be in touch." She looked around. "Got a pen and a piece of paper? I'll write down our number. But don't let your dad see it. He knows it's mine."

She scribbled her phone number down for him. He watched over her shoulder. "Has my father ever made it with you both?"

"Yeah. Once. And a couple of times with Barb. But he likes it better with me alone."

She handed him the number and he slipped it into his jeans pocket.

"Just make sure no one else sees it," she reminded him.

"Don't worry. I won't."

Together, they went downstairs to the front door. He opened it and looked around to make sure she wouldn't be seen leaving the house. The street was deserted.

"Well, I'll see ya," he said, smiling.

She kissed him, slipping her tongue quickly between his lips. He sucked on it for a few seconds their lips pressing tightly together.

"We'll have to do this again some time," she said, giving his crotch a squeeze.

He chuckled. "Yeah, I'd like to."

"Give it a thought. About Barb and me. All of us together I mean. It could be a real gas. Promise me you will."

"I promise. I've got your number."

"Okay, see you soon."

They kissed again and she was gone. Leaning back against the door after he had closed it, Mathew pulled the number Kathy had given him out of his jeans. He looked at her handwriting and sighed.

He knew her offer was too good to pass up.

"Where's Dad?" Mathew asked, sitting down at the breakfast table.

"Off on another business trip, where else?" Gloria replied, handing the teen a glass of freshly-squeezed orange juice.

"He was away on one nearly two weeks ago."

"I know. But he had to go back to Boston to sign some papers and close up the deal."