I slammed the door behind me, seething with anger. How dare she? Again? Richelle Ryan, my stepmom, had left me hanging for our weekly movie night, claiming some lame date she just couldn’t miss. No sex with mothers and sons, again? I wasn’t having it this time. I stormed into the living room, ready to confront her.
She was in the perved family kitchen, pouring herself a glass of wine, looking stunning in a little black dress that hugged her curves just right. Her blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her blue eyes met mine as I entered.
“Richelle,” I growled, “this is getting old. You can’t just ditch me every time you get a date.”
She sighed, setting down her glass. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. You know I’d stay if I could.”
I crossed my arms, unimpressed. “But you don’t. You never do.”
She walked over to me, placing a hand on my cheek. ” look, I’m a woman with needs. If you want me to stay home, you’ll have to take care of those needs yourself.”
I felt a shiver run down my spine at her words. She was playing with fire, and she knew it. I looked into her eyes, seeing the challenge and the desire mixed in.
“Alright, Richelle. Let’s make a deal. You stay home tonight, and I’ll take care of your needs.”
She smiled, a wicked glint in her eye. “I thought you’d never ask for sex with mothers and sons.”
She turned around, giving me a view of her perfect ass in that dress. She slowly unzipped the back, letting it fall to the floor. She was wearing a black lace bra and thong, her skin glowing under the kitchen lights.
“Come here, baby,” she purred, beckoning me with a finger.
I walked over to her, my cock already hardening in my pants. She reached up, unbuttoning my shirt slowly, her fingers brushing against my chest.
“You’re so handsome,” she murmured, her breath hot on my skin.
I groaned as she leaned in, her lips meeting mine in a passionate kiss. Her tongue darted out, meeting mine, and we began to explore each other’s mouths.
She pulled back, smiling. “Let’s take this to the bedroom, shall we?”
I followed her, my eyes locked on her ass as she walked. She turned around once we were in her room, her hands going to the clasp of her bra. She let it fall, revealing her big tits.
“Come suck on them, baby. Make me feel good.”
I did as I was told, kneeling in front of her. I took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking and licking it. She moaned, her hands going to my hair, guiding me.
“That’s it, baby. Just like that.”
I switched to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. She was panting now, her breath coming in short gasps.
“Fuck, baby. You’re making me so wet.”
She pushed me back, a mischievous smile on her face. She turned around, bending over to give me a view of her ass in that thong. She slowly slid it down, revealing her wet pussy.
“Come on, baby. Lick me. Make me cum.”
I eagerly complied, my tongue darting out to lick her pussy. She tasted sweet and musky, and I could feel her juices coating my tongue.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” she moaned, her hips bucking against my face.
I continued to lick and suck her pussy, my fingers going to her clit. I rubbed it gently, feeling her body tense.
“Oh, god, baby. Right there. Don’t stop.”
I didn’t stop. I kept licking and rubbing until she was crying out my name, her body convulsing as she came.
She straightened up, turning around to face me. She reached for my pants, slowly unbuttoning and unzipping them. My cock sprang free, hard and ready.
“Mmm, look at that big cock,” she purred, wrapping her hand around it. “You’re going to fuck me with this, aren’t you?”
I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps. She smiled, her hand stroking my cock.
“Turn around, baby. I want to ride you.”
I did as I was told, lying down on the bed. She climbed on top of me, her pussy hovering over my big cock. She slowly lowered herself onto me, her pussy engulfing my cock.
“Oh, fuck, baby. You feel so good.”
She started to ride me, her hips moving up and down. I could feel her pussy gripping my cock, her juices coating it.
“Fuck me harder, baby. Make me cum again.”
I did as she asked, my hips thrusting up to meet hers. She moaned, her body moving in time with mine.
“Yes, baby. Just like that sex with mothers and sons. Oh, god, yes.”
She leaned forward, her tits bouncing in my face. I reached up, grabbing them, playing with her nipples.
“Oh, fuck, baby. Suck on them. Make me cum.”
I did as she asked, my mouth going to her nipples. I sucked and licked them, my cock still buried deep inside her, stepmom and stepson deeply connected.
“Oh, god, baby. I’m cumming. Oh, fuck, yes.”
Her body convulsed again, her pussy clamping down on my cock. I groaned, my own orgasm building.
“I’m gonna cum, Richelle. I’m gonna fill your pussy with my cum.”
“Do it, baby. Cum inside me. Fill me up.”
I did as she asked, my cock throbbing as I came, my cum filling her pussy.
She collapsed on top of me, her body spent. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close.
“Mission accomplished,” I murmured, a smile on my face.
