Callie Brooks walked through the door, the scent of spicy food and the sound of lively music filling her senses. She had been out with her friends, celebrating Cinco de Mayo, and was looking forward to a relaxing stepmom sex porn evening at home. However, what she found in her living room was anything but relaxing.
Her pale, gringo stepson, Jimmy Michaels, was dressed in a sombrero and a poncho, dancing wildly with a pair of maracas in his hands. He was laughing and shouting in broken Spanish, clearly having had a bit too much to drink.
“Jimmy,” she called out, trying to keep the amusement out of her voice. “What are you doing?”
He turned to her, his eyes bright and his face flushed. “Callie, mi amiga, I am celebrating! Julio from college said it was okay. Look, I even have the maracas.”
Callie raised an eyebrow, trying not to laugh. “Julio said it was okay? Jimmy, you’re white as a sheet. You look like you’re about to start a piñata factory in here.”
Jimmy grinned, clearly not understanding the joke. “Come on, Callie. Don’t be a buzzkill. Dance with me!”
Callie hesitated, but the pervy family music was infectious, and she couldn’t help but be drawn into the festive spirit. She moved over to Jimmy, taking the maracas from him and shaking them as she danced. Jimmy whooped and hollered, clearly delighted with her participation.
As they danced, Callie couldn’t help but notice how Jimmy’s eyes kept dropping to her chest, his gaze lingering on her cleavage. She felt a familiar spark of desire, a reminder of the attraction she had always felt for her stepson. She pushed the thought away, focusing instead on the music and the fun they were having.
But as the night wore on, the dancing became more intimate. Jimmy’s hands slipped around Callie’s waist, pulling her close. She could feel his body pressed against hers, his arousal evident. She looked up at him, her breath hitching as she saw the desire in his eyes.
“Jimmy,” she murmured, her voice low. “We shouldn’t start some stepmom sex porn action…”
He cut her off with a kiss, his lips crashing down on hers. She gasped, her body responding despite her words. His tongue slipped into her mouth, exploring, tasting. She moaned softly, her hands gripping his shoulders as she kissed him back.
Jimmy’s hands moved to her breasts, cupping them through her blouse. She arched into his touch, her nipples hardening. He broke the kissing, trailing his lips down her neck, nipping at her sensitive skin. She threw her head back, a soft moan escaping her lips.
“Jimmy,” she gasped. “We can’t do this stepmom sex porn.”
He looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. “Why not, Callie? We’re both adults. We’re both single. And we both want this.”
Callie hesitated, her body warring with her mind. But the desire in Jimmy’s eyes was too much to resist. She nodded, her heart pounding in her chest.
Jimmy’s hands moved to the hem of her blouse, pulling it up and over her head. She shivered as the cool air hit her skin, her nipples hardening even more. Jimmy’s eyes darkened as he looked at her, his gaze lingering on her breasts. He reached out, cupping one in his hand, his thumb brushing over her nipple.
Callie moaned, her hips pressing against him. She could feel his cock, hard and ready, pressing against her. She reached out, her hand wrapping around him through his pants. He groaned, his body shuddering under her touch.
“You’re so hard, Jimmy,” she murmured, her voice low.
He growled, his hands moving to her skirt, pushing it up slowly. She stood still, her breath coming in short gasps as he exposed her. His fingers traced the edge of her panties, slipping underneath to touch her. She gasped, her hips bucking against his hand.
“You’re so wet, Callie,” he said, his voice hoarse. “You want this stepmom sex porn as much as I do.”
She nodded, her body aching with need. He slipped her panties off, his fingers exploring her folds. She moaned, her body trembling as he touched her. He looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire.
“I want to taste you, Callie,” he said. “I want to make you come with my tongue.”
Callie nodded, her body aching with need. She lay back on the couch, her legs spreading as Jimmy moved between them. He leaned down, his tongue sliding through her folds. She gasped, her hips bucking against his mouth. He moaned, his tongue circling her clit as he slipped two fingers into her.
Callie cried out, her hands gripping the couch as Jimmy fucked her with his fingers. He sucked on her clit, his tongue flicking against it as he moved his fingers in and out of her. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as she got closer and closer.
“Jimmy,” she gasped. “I’m going to come.”
He redoubled his efforts, his tongue and fingers working in tandem to bring her to the edge. She cried out, her body convulsing as her orgasm washed over her. Jimmy sucked on her clit, drawing out her orgasm until she was a trembling mess.
He sat up, his cock standing proud and ready. Callie looked at him, her eyes dark with desire. She reached out, her hand wrapping around him, stroking him slowly. He groaned, his hips bucking against her touch.
“I want you inside me, Jimmy,” she said, her voice low. “I want to feel you fucking me.”
He nodded, his body trembling with need. He pushed her back onto the couch, his body covering hers as he slipped inside her. She gasped, her body stretching to accommodate him. He groaned, his hips moving slowly as he fucked her.
Callie wrapped her legs around him, her heels digging into his ass as she pulled him deeper inside her. He groaned, his hips moving faster as he fucked her. She could feel her orgasm building again, her body aching with need.
“Harder, Jimmy,” she gasped. “Fuck me harder.”
He obliged, his hips moving faster as he pounded into her. She cried out, her body convulsing as her orgasm washed over her. He groaned, his body shuddering as he came, his cock pulsing inside her.
Stepmom and stepson lay there for a moment, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Finally, Jimmy pulled out of her, his cock glistening with her juices. He looked down at her, a smirk on his face.
“Happy Cinco de Mayo, Callie,” he said.
She laughed, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. “Happy Cinco de Mayo, Jimmy,” she said.
