J Watson - Willing stepdaughter

"Now lick it, baby. Lick it all over!"

She nodded as she bent her head closer. She let the pink tip of her tongue touch his cock and he shuddered. She started moving her tongue around his cockhead and she felt him shudder again. She felt his hands tighten in her hair as she opened her mouth wider.

"Suck it, baby. Lick aid suck my cock!"

She had his cockhead inside her mouth and she allowed it to run over her tongue and into the back of her throat. She could feel her heart pounding a little faster as she licked his salty tasting cockmeat. She spit his cock out and started licking down the thick underside. She licked all the way to his balls and made him shudder.

"That's the way, baby. Take one of my fucking balls in your mouth. Do it, bitch!"

She licked back up to the thick head of his cock and opened her mouth a little wider to take in the swollen head. She held it on her tongue for a moment before she sucked it into her throat.

"Yeah, bitch," he groaned. "I can't believe this is your first time. You must have been getting practice from somewhere."

She held her hair back with, one hand as she bobbed her head over his cock. She was taking his prick deep into her throat and she could feel his pulsating cockhead dripping cum with each movement.

"Play with my balls, baby."

She slipped her hands up between his thighs and started stroking his balls. They felt heavy with cum and she knew he'd soon be shooting that cum into her mouth. She knew he wanted to do it all the way and wouldn't have any pity on her.

She remembered how sick she used to get at those girls who told about doing something like this, actually giving a young boy a blowjob. She told herself she would never be that sick but here she was doing it and going further than any of the girls ever did. She wasn't going to spit it out. She was going to swallow it!

"Suck me good, baby," he groaned. "You sweet bitch. You really know how to suck a fucking good. Do a good job on my cock, baby! Do a good fucking job!"

She didn't hurry. She was starting to enjoy it and she didn't want it to be over with too soon. She let her teeth clamp around his prick as she drew her head back up. She nibbled at his cockhead each time she moved her head.

She knew he was getting to the point of no return because she felt the tension in his body. She squeezed his balls a little more and already felt her chin and lips getting sticky from his dripping cum.

"Show me how much you love me, baby," he moaned. "Swallow my cum. Swallow all of it!"

Will gripped her hair as tightly as he could. She felt his cock getting thicker inside her mouth, his fat cockhead deep inside her throat. She tasted the cum leaking down the back of her throat. She kept stroking his balls with her fingertips.

"I'm getting there, baby. I'm getting close. I'm going to shoot my cun in your fucking mouth!" She was no longer in control of the situation. He gripped her head and was fucking her mouth, driving his prick in and out of her mouth as if it were her cunt. She was careful to let her teeth scrape only gently on his bare cockflesh. Now and then she felt the ridge of his cockhead pulling at her lips.

"Oh fuck, baby," he yelled. "Oh fucking shit. I'm fucking there. I'm fucking there. Swallow it, baby. Swallow my fucking cum. Swallow every drop, you hot little bitch. Swallow it!"

He held her tightly as his cum exploded into her mouth. She swallowed the first slimy wad but then she felt him coming again and again and she couldn't swallow it all. She moved her head back and let some of his cum leak out of the sides of her mouth and drip to her tits.

"Rub it on your tits, baby!" she heard him scream. "I want to see you rub my cum on your big tits!"

She dipped her fingers in his cum and rubbed it all over her swollen tits. She kept his cock lodged deep inside her mouth and sucked until his prick was limp. She felt him pull his prick out of her mouth with a soft plop. She wasn't surprised when he grabbed strands of her hair and carefully wiped his prick dry. She was being treated like some kind of whore and she liked it. It excited the hell out of her! She didn't know why, but she enjoyed being abused like this. She needed it – just like her mother.

Will was working the next Saturday when Sandra's mother came home early. Sandra noticed her mother seemed unhappy. She wondered if it anything to do with Will. Sandra followed her mother up the stairs and into the master bedroom. "Aren't you feeling well, Mother?" Sandra asked.

Gail had kicked off her shoes and had stretched out on the bed. Sandra noticed that her eyes looked a little teary. Her mother wasn't the type to get upset about little things and Sandra wondered what could be troubling her.

"I'm feeling all right," Gail said.

"But you look kind of unhappy this evening."

"I'm all right," Gail sighed.

There was a hard sound in Gail's voice that Sandra had never beard before. She was sure that there was something serious troubling her mother and she was also sure that her mother didn't want to talk about it. Sandra was wondering bow she could comfort her mother when the doorbell rang. Sandra was startled by the sound before she realized what it was.

"I'll get that," Sandra said quickly. "You just rest for a while."

Sandra wondered who it could be as she hurried down the stairs. Sometimes Will forgot his key but it was too early in the day for him to be home. She wondered if she could call Will and tell him about Gail. She really did look miserable.

Sandra opened the door without looking through the peep hole. She really didn't think about anything bad happening in the middle of a hot Saturday afternoon.

She was surprised when she found two men standing outside the door. They were both tall and well built and they were both grinning lewdly. She was immediately aware of the tiny bikini she had on. She'd been sunning herself in the back yard just before her mother had come home.

"Yes?" she asked.

"You must be Sandra," one of the men said.

"You look just like your mother except you're a hell of a lot taller."

"What do you want?"

"Your mother, baby," the man said. "We came to talk to your mother. We understand she came home early today."

Sandra didn't know but suddenly she didn't trust these two men. They looked wicked to her. She closed the door a little but one of the men had his foot against it.

"My mother won't be home for hours," she said.

"That's a lie, bitch," one man said. "We know your mother very well and she invited us over. My name's Glenn and this is Mike. We saw your mother leave the hospital."

"She's not feeling well," Sandra said. "She doesn't want to see anyone."

"We'll make her feel better," the other man laughed.

Again she tried to close the door but this time it was Mike who, moved suddenly and the door seemed to jerk from her grasp. She backed away as the two men crowded into the hallway.

"You get out of here," she threatened. "Get out of here or I'll call the police."

"Where's your mother?" Mike asked, ignoring her.

"I told you both to get out of here," she yelled. "Right now! I'm going to call the police."

Mike grabbed her by the arm and jerked her around to him. He pressed her against the wall with his body and she could smell liquor on his breath as his face moved close to hers.

"Now you cut out all the bullshit," Glenn said. "And tell us where your mother is. Or Mike might just get mad and break something."

"I wouldn't break anything of hers," Mike said, letting his fingertips stroke her soft shoulder. "I wouldn't dream of breaking anything this nice!"

There was something in Mike's eyes that frightened her and she pointed up the stairs.

"You're coming with us," Mike growled. He grabbed her arm roughly and twisted it up behind her. She walked ahead of them up the stairs and into her mother's bedroom. Gail had her eyes closed but she opened them quickly when she heard voices. She looked at them with shocked face.