J. McNab: The eager stepmother

"Anytime." The excruciating feel of his hands was throwing her over the brink.

The thought of having this to enjoy in L.A. made all hope of stopping his urge to fuck her disappear. "All I want to do is fuck," he groaned.

"He's much too excited."

"He's excited to fuck." He'd never heard of anyone referring to a cock as if it were alive. He bunched the fabulous tits and stared at them through eyes veiled with lust.

"Has he ever been tit-sucked?" A mini-orgasm had just burst in her cunt and was seeping through the little triangle of the bikini brief.

"What?" he asked incredulously. He had never dreamt this beautiful, voluptuous woman would even know what cocksucking was all about.

"Tit sucked."

"Jesus, what's that?"

She pulled away from him and turned, a wide smile on her face. "Only a woman with tits like these can do it," she said, cupping her jugs and laughing at the look on his face. She glanced at his straining cock which was about ten inches of steaming red meat. "I don't think Robin could do it for you."

His eyes were wide and he knew he had a flaring look in them. The way she was holding her tits, teasing him with their bulging ripeness, was filling his balls with hot sperm. Then, as he watched her dazedly, she dropped to her knees, a wide grin on her face, before falling backwards onto the deep shag carpet and stretching out.

She held out her arms. "The bed is too soft for this," she explained as he got down alongside her. "Kneel on me here, with a knee on either side." She pointed to her waist just below the rib cage. When he was on her, she took his cock in both hands, staring at it hungrily for a moment before pulling on it and forcing him to straddle her higher. "Put your knees right under my armpits," she went on, her eyes feasting on the massive cock which was already emitting bubbles of hot sperm as she continued to clasp it. "That's it. Right up as high as you can come."

He wiggled upwards, his thighs bunching the towering tits until they were upthrust boldly and nestled on each side of his blazing cock.

"Now we let him feel the witness," she whispered, as if talking to herself. She was prying the thick shaft down between the ripe smoothness of the tits, finally using one hand to squeeze the boobs into place so that all but the shimmering head of the cock was visible as it burst through the opening at the top of her jugs. "Now I'll take all that excitement out of him and we can go for our swim."

Scott Birks thought for one horrible moment he was about to pass out. He was balanced on his knees, his feet tucked under the warm, pulsing skin of her waist, the indescribable feeling of his cock encased in the fully ripened tits almost driving him insane. He watched fascinated as Pauline found some clothing and tucked it under her head, raising her face so that it was but an inch or two from where his cock was baring its glimmering head from between her tits. Then, a moment later, and she was molding her hands on either side of the liquid-smooth tits and providing an exquisite squeezing motion over and around his steaming cock.

"How's that?" she asked, a new huskiness in her voice.

"Marvelous!"

"Give a little push and make him reach. You won't hurt me." Her hands were working slowly on the velvety soft globes, the throbbing bone of hot cock bringing streaks of static to course through both tits. "I may give him a little reward if he really tries."

Scott was beside himself with excitement. He could only stare down, fascinated, at the way she was staring at the glaring head of his cock. Her eyes were misted and veiled and her tongue had just lazily ran along her lips and making them glisten. He gave an erratic jerk, the mushroom head of his cock straining for her ups but not quite reaching them.

"He must try harder," she murmured softly, "if he wants that reward." She rearranged her hands on the fully ripened tits, pyramiding them so that they towered around and over the thick, pulsing prick, leaving the head and about an inch of red cock reaching for her face. This time when he humped, the head almost touched her lips. She caught the first pungent aroma of cock, and it filled her with mounting desire. She folded one knee and planted her foot on the floor, the movement easing the tightness in her cunt as more juice dribbled through the bikini brief.

Scott Birks was trembling and shaking so badly, he didn't know what to do. Up to now he had tried not to place too much weight on the shapely, soft body beneath him. Now, as he stared down to where his throbbing cock was reaching and straining from between the fantastic tits, he threw caution to the wind. He readied his hips as the beautiful face below waited expectantly. Then with a shivering, jerking spasm of forward motion he watched excitedly as his shimmering, helmet-like cockhead darted forward to the waiting lips.

To Pauline Harper, the sight of the thick knob of cock lurching towards her face was one of the most unbelievable experiences of her life. Her husband, Murray, had done this only once before he died. It was one of the things she had regretted most about their sex life, but she had suggested it the last time they had fucked, and it had almost driven both him and her crazy.

Now she kept her lips loosely closed and her teeth high and out of the way. Even then, the shock of the pulsing cum drenched cone striking her lips, widening them and penetrating about a half-inch, startled her. By the time her tongue had obediently responded in order to lash at the intruding cock, it was gone and Scott was sitting up, trembling and shaking worse than ever.

Pauline looked up and flashed him a wide smile. "That was better," she said softly, her eyes still veiled with lust and a faraway look in them as if she were half-asleep. "Let him try it again."

This time Scott raised his straining ass from her soft belly, poised himself and thrust with more weight on his knees. His cock streaked out of the confines of the bulging tits, the helmet-head glimmering from cum and saliva. A moment later and he had two inches of steaming cock throbbing and pulsing under the movement of her lips and tongue.

She made no effort to take more of it inside. Instead she concentrated on the flaring, mushroom of cock, her tongue raking the ridge, darting at the knot on the underside before washing over the throbbing pulpy meatiness as Scott whimpered and grunted in a series of startled cries.

When he could stand it no longer, he hurriedly withdrew, panting and choking as his cock recoiled into the exquisite softness of her tits.

"That felt good, didn't it?" Her eyes were startlingly bright, as if she had just experienced the most exciting event of her life. "Please let me suck him. I'll make him ready for later."

"I… I… going… to come."

"Of course." She lowered her eyes, wild streaks of excitement darting across the pupils as she focused on the gleaming head. A string of cum joined the little eye in the mushroomed head to one of her tits. "Let him come."

Scott made a choking, desperate sound deep in his chest. He couldn't believe she actually wanted to suck cock, even though he had seen it with his own eyes. Robin had kissed his cock once, in a frenzy of lust. But to have anyone as beautiful as Pauline Harper suck cock was unbelievable. He moved his hands to her shoulders, and readied himself for the next thrust. He didn't want to hurt her, or disgust her or do anything he would regret afterwards. Yet the raging ache in his cock and balls was unbearable. He poised himself, ready, and then slowly thrust forward. A moment later and the pulsing head of his blazing cock was in a can of worms, and he had to close his eyes.

She had to open her mouth wide as the shimmering dome slid in. She let go of one tit in order to wrap her fingers around the reaching column of sticky cock, holding it in place, and at the same time making sure all the surplus skin was held back. A moment later, mumbling excitingly through her grasping lips, she let the other tit go, that hand reaching for the massive clump of his balls and grasping them hungrily. Now he was firmly in place, and her mouth and tongue and lips began the suckling she knew she must give to bring him to the peak of his excitement.