Donna Allen - My stepmother sucks

The boy nodded. "Yeah, I liked it." As they drove away from the tennis court, she could smell him in the car beside her, the musky smell of a sweating male, a smell that always turned her on. She looked at him, at his young face and then down at his crotch. The bulge was there. Was he wearing a jockstrap? A lovely harness to keep his dick and balls in place? She wondered what he would do if she reached over to touch him. She didn't, of course. She amused herself with fantasy, her eyes on the road as she drove the car, but her mind on her stepson and what he might have between his legs.

As soon as they were in the house again, she thanked him for the afternoon.

"I'll have a shower now," she said. "We'll have to talk about the next time."

"Sac, Gayle."

"We're going to be friends, aren't we, Scott?"

He grinned at her. "That's right." When she was in the shower, she amused herself with her body, playing with her pussy until she had an orgasm. She thought of exhausting herself, masturbating until all the tension was gone, but then she decided the hell with that, it wouldn't do the trick today. Maybe she'd get some action out of Jay later on in the evening.

After the shower she put on a robe and she went downstairs to the kitchen to make some coffee. Scott was there, fresh out of a shower himself, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist and sandals on his feet.

"I liked playing tennis with you," she said.

He grinned at her. "Yeah, me too."

She accidentally brushed against him on her way to the sink, and suddenly the towel fell away, completely away from his hips and down to the kitchen floor.

They were both frozen, facing each other, Scott staring at her while she stared at his suddenly revealed cock and balls.

His cock was huge, much bigger than she'd imagined, a big circumcised cock hanging over a pair of large pink balls.

"Oh my," she said.

"Sorry, Gayle."

Before he could bend down to retrieve the towel, she reached out and slowly curled her fingers around his thick cockshaft. "Now this is a prize."

Instead of shock he had amusement in his eyes, a calm amusement as he looked down to watch her handle his prick.

"Do you know what you're doing?" "I'm holding your cock," she said. "You're my stepmother!" She quivered as she felt the heat of his cock in her hand. "I know that."

He was circumcised, but there was enough foreskin to pull back and forth over the rim of his cock-knob. She jacked him gently, carefully, the length of his cock resting on her palm and his knob extending over her wrist.

"Take it easy," he said.

"Going off?"

"I will if you keep that up!"

"Well, we don't want that, do we? At least not here." She weighed his balls in her hand a moment, and then she pulled at them. "Come on with me."

She led him to the master bedroom and made him lie down on the bed naked. Then she slipped out of her robe and she climbed onto the bed between his legs.

"Don't move," she said. "This is all on me."

He grinned at her. "Okay."

She lowered her mouth over his cockhead, licking the drop of lube-juice that glistened on his wide cock-slit. Then she took it all, feeling it throb as it slid into her throat. She worked her mouth around the base of his cockshaft, feeling his cockbush rubbing against her nose. She slid her hands between his thighs to take his heavy ball-bag with her fingers. She gently rolled his balls around while she moved her mouth up and down his cockshaft.

He spread his legs, and with his own hands he reached behind himself to pull his asscheeks apart.

"Play with my asshole," he said.

Gayle was amused. For a nineteen-year-old kid he certainly knew what he wanted.

She wet a finger in her mouth and slid it into his asshole. His shitter quivered and then relaxed as she pushed hard. Her finger probed his ass, twisting and turning inside his hot shit-tube.

The only way to give a blowjob, she thought. She applied pressure to the inside of his shitter, massaged his prostate at the same time as her mouth sucked on his knob.

He moaned and began humping his hips, driving his cock in and out of her mouth, his body trembling as she continued sucking his cock and working her finger in his ass.

She used her free hand to play with his balls, puffing them down to keep his foreskin off the rim of his knob, to keep his slick cockhead naked and swollen. She could taste the lube juice oozing steadily from his pisshole. She felt her senses reacting, thrilling to the knowledge that he was almost there, almost ready to shoot his hot cum in her mouth. She wanted it. She wanted his load gushing over her tongue, his jism sliding down her throat.

She gave him another finger now, two fingers in her ass and it drove him wild. He started fucking her mouth, pumping his hips, sliding his cock up and down with a steady rhythm.

The explosion was not long in coming. Gayle felt a sudden swelling of his cock and she dug her fingers more deeply into his ass.

And then he started squirting, four, five, six spurts of hot jism hitting the back of her throat and sliding straight down without her even needing to swallow it. His slippery spunk was hot and thick and the taste of it rich enough to make her pussy go off in a little spasm of pleasure.

She let him rest awhile and then she sat up and smiled at him.

"Tell me about that woman," she said.

"What woman?"

"The woman Linda talked about. The professor's wife. What is she like? Is she attractive?"

"She's not as beautiful as you."

"Does she suck your cock?"

He snickered. "Yeah, that's how she gets off. She sucks my cock and plays with herself. We don't do much fucking."

Gayle got him to talk about it. The professor's wife was an older woman, maybe about forty. They met in the library just a few weeks after he started college. When they met again a second time, she took him out for a hamburger, and then after the hamburger she drove him to a lovers lane and she blew him. He saw the woman all during the school year, sometimes in her house and sometimes iii her car. When they were in the car she never did more than suck him off.

"She keeps you busy," Gayle said with a smile.

"Yeah, I guess so. But I'd rather fuck than get blown all the time."

Gayle laughed.

"I'm sure you would." She fingered his cock, puffing his foreskin back and forth over the rim of his knob. "You're getting hard again. Lord, what a cock! How big is it?"

He chuckled. "Almost nine inches." "Delicious."

"You like big cocks, huh?" Gayle laughed.

"Darling, every woman likes big cocks. And big balls." She hefted his balls in her hand. "And these are big, aren't they?"

Holding his balls in one hand, she jacked his prick with the other hand until a glob of lube juice came out of his pisshole.

He groaned. "Take it easy, you'll make me come."

"Don't you want to?" "Let me fuck you."

She gave him a teasing laugh. "Oh, I don't know about that. That's going a bit far, isn't it?"

"Come on, Gayle!"

"I'll sit on it," she said.

She made him stretch out on his back. She squatted over him, supporting herself with her arms, one on each side of his head. She slowly lowered her hips until the tip of his cock touched her cunt. She gasped as she felt his knob pushing into her. His cock was big, all right, but her cunt was wet enough to take his cock without any trouble.

No trouble at all, she thought. Nothing but the hot pleasure of a big cock stretching her cunt-channel.

Her body quivered as she adjusted herself to his prick, as her cunt swallowed up inch after inch of his huge cock.

She glanced at him and she was amused by what she saw. He had a look of such intense concentration on his face, his eyes hot as he gazed at her stretched cunt mouth.