J. McNab: The eager stepmother

"I'll say. I really needed that. I'm going over on Saturday night again and maybe he'll oblige."

Scott Birks laughed. "I bet he will, the lucky devil." Pauline's hand had pulled out his cock and was rubbing it slowly and gently. "I wish I could be there myself."

"Then we'd be tao busy at home, just the two of us."

"Oh, well, it won't be long until I can have you all to myself. You know, I bet we'll need a whole day in bed."

"Truer words were never spoken," laughed Robin, aware for the first time that she was squeezing and kneading one small, ripe tit. "I can hardly wait."

Robin Birks was sitting on the vanity bench in front of the mirror, brushing at her long ash-blonde hair. It was Friday night and she had turned off the T.V. in disgust, deciding she would retire instead and read a sexy novel she had picked up at the newsstand earlier in the day.

Tomorrow night she was going to visit Bill and Joan Allingham, and a little jolt of passion quivered momentarily in her cunt. Sex had become so natural and open between the Allinghams and Scott and herself, that it was one thing she and Scott would miss most when they moved to Los Angeles.

She put her head on the other side and continued brushing, her eyes going to the pair of firm, round tits which were clearly visible through the flimsy little nightie she was wearing.

Robin was still brushing thoughtfully at her hair when she heard the front door close and Donna's footsteps down the hall. A moment later and her door opened as Donna stuck her head in.

"Hi, Robin! Going to bed early?"

"Come on in," said Robin, patting the edge of the vanity bench, and noticing for the first time how flushed and disheveled the teenager looked. She immediately looked concerned, and put the brush by the vanity mirror. "Darling! Is anything the matter?"

Donna brushed at her hair with her hand. "Not really," she said, without conviction, as she joined Robin on the bench. "We got a little steamed up from necking in the car, that's all." She pressed her hands down the front of the white mini-dress as she tried to get rid of the wrinkles.

Robin gave a short laugh. "Well, that's normal, isn't it?"

"Not this time. Derek was really wound up."

Robin put an arm around the girl's shoulder. "Well, we've all gone through a night like that," she said sympathetically. For almost a year she'd been trying to figure out whether Donna had been screwed or not. The teenager's reluctance to come right out and tell her frustrated Robin, who had always tried to have an easy-going relationship with the two children as far as sex was concerned. "Tell me all about it and maybe I can help." She brought her other hand up without thinking and placed it gently on Donna's thrusting young tit.

Donna shivered and said nothing for a moment. She was trying to decide whether or not she could come right out and talk about it with Robin. She decided she would and gave a long sigh, Robin's gently moving fingers on the front of her thin dress making the sensational streaks of ecstasy course through her boobs once more.

"There, there," murmured Robin, trying to give the young girl confidence and at the same time hide her own impatience. "Tell me all about it."

"Well, we went to Hogan Lake as usual to fool around."

"Uh-huh…" Robin had unzipped the girl's dress and was slipping it off her shoulders until it fell to her waist. She put one hand back to stroking Donna's neck beneath the long sheath of black hair, and the other to tease and fondle the firm tit which was now clearly visible as it nestled in the frothy little bra.

Donna was having difficulty going on.

"Then what happened?" asked Robin, now almost beside herself with impending anticipation.

"Well, we started feeling each other up a little as usual, kissing and so on."

Robin was becoming more impatient with the lack of details. "He was feeling your beautiful tits, was he?" She had never been particularly impressed with the boy who seemed almost too lazy to do anything very well.

"Yes, and we were kissing. Then I… well… I… I started to feel his…"

"Cock?"

Donna swallowed hard and wished she had never agreed to relate the story. "Yes, his… his cock."

"Did you take it out or just feel it through his pants?"

"After a while I took it out."

"That felt better, didn't it?" Donna's tit had showed a definite response and was firming up with the pouting young nipple budding suddenly to press at the skimpy bra. She ran her fingers over the top of the small bulge.

"Yes, but I got so excited tonight." She sighed as if she was annoyed at herself. "And of course I got him far too excited. I mean, I just had to really feel his… his cock tonight. I just had to and I even helped him take his slacks well down so that I could use both hands."

Robin was finding it increasingly difficult to hide her own enthusiasm. Quite obviously Donna had never been screwed and she was anxious to know if tonight she had lost her cherry. "This was the first time you'd felt his balls, was it?"

"Yes, and – oh, God, Robin!" She rested her head suddenly on Robin's shoulder, the coursing little thrills in her tits unbearable as Robin started fluttering her fingertips back and forth over each one in turn.

"Well, of course you'd found a secret, that's all," said Robin soothingly. "Men love to have their balls fondled while you rub their cocks. You just have to do it very slowly and teasingly to make it very effective."

"Yes. Well, Derek never gets angry or anything like that, and I had to let him open my dress like it is now. But then he had to have my tits out and play with them and I thought I'd go insane. I mean, we've fooled around before, but tonight he was so horny and I found myself wanting him like I've never wanted a guy before."

Robin sighed with relief now that the news was out. "You know," she said softly, watching her hand caress a tit which showed signs of bursting over the top of the shallow bra, "I wish you'd been more open with me before. I could have prepared you for tonight and you would have enjoyed it. As it is, the only good thing about it is the fact we were smart enough to have you on the Pill." She couldn't stand it any longer, and she eased the beautiful young tit out and pulled tenderly on the excited nipple.

"I can see that now, Robin, but you've no idea how wonderful it is to have you here and now." She was starting to breathe more heavily, and she turned her face towards her stepmother and lifted it. A moment later and she was working her warm, moist lips against Robin's, her tits ecstatic as Robin unclasped the bra and let it join the dress around her waist. "Mnnn… that's marvelous," she whispered as their mouths parted.

"As good as Derek, when he did it?"

"More so. You have wonderful hands."

"That's because a woman knows how."

"Jeez, but it's unbelievable."

"Are you going to tell me what happened next?"

Donna had closed her eyes, a look of contentment on her pretty face. "Well, then he asked if he could fuck. I should have stopped playing with his cock, but it felt so wonderful I couldn't believe it. The next thing I knew, he had his hand inside my panty brief and I thought I'd die. I mean, I even opened my legs so he could put a finger right inside."

"He'd be excited by then."

"I know. His cock was so hard and straining I thought I'd die."

"You should have sucked it if you didn't want him to fuck."

Donna opened her eyes and stared at Robin, a strange look on her face. "Could I?" she asked questioningly. "I mean, is it all right to suck a boy's cock? I know other girls who do, but I don't know. I never really knew if it was okay or not. I mean, it sounds dirty and it doesn't sound like something a nice girl would do."