Mom always gives her all – Chapters 7-9

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CHAPTER SEVEN

Cathy was working busily in her office, checking the sheet of figures for the tenth time. She leaned back in her chair, took off her glasses, and cleaned them with a Kleenex before fitting them back on her nose.

It had been a long day already, though it wasn’t quite noon. Her thoughts had continued to drift toward Miles’ prick. She had awakened that morning after dreaming of getting fucked in the ass by his massive pole of cock muscle, and she had promptly seduced Tom. But even after fucking her husband, cumming twice herself, and having her cunt flooded with his slick fuck-cream, she still daydreamed of her stepson’s cock and felt, cramming up her asshole.

Cathy put her heel up on the desk, and she crossed her feet at the ankles. Her skirt slipped higher on her thighs, showing off the darker portion of her nylon, and the clasp of the garter. Cathy looked at her leg and smiled, leaving her skirt where it was. Only a few short months earlier she would have demurely covered her leg, even in private.

Closing her eyes, Cathy ran the tip of her tongue around her pink lips. She could almost taste Miles’ prick. In her mind, she could picture his broad chest and bulging muscled arms. She remembered how terrible the pain was when he first reamed her asshole with his cock, and how that pain quickly changed to sheer pleasure.

If only I had the courage to suck Tom’s cock, Cathy thought, then I wouldn’t have to think about my stepson.

Cathy was snapped out of her reverie when the door of her office suddenly opened and Miles walked in. She was too stunned to move. Her first thought was fear. Miles was going to force her to service his prick again. And Tom was working in a nearby office.

When Jayne walked in behind Miles, Cathy felt relief flooding over her. She was certain Miles wouldn’t try anything with his sister there. Not even Miles, as wildly sensual as he was, would do something that dumb.

“Hi!” Jayne said cheerfully, closing the office door. “How’s it going today?”

Cathy looked at her stepdaughter. She had gotten along fairly well with the teenager since being married to Tom, but there was still something about the girl that was disturbing. Perhaps, Cathy thought, it was just because Jayne was so different from herself. Or maybe it was because Jayne always seemed distant.

Taking her feet off the desk, Cathy smoothed her skirt over her thighs and faced the two intruders. The look in Miles’ eyes wasn’t unusual. She’d seen it before. It meant he was horny, and he expected Cathy to do something about it.

“What are you doing here?” Cathy asked sternly.

“What kind of tone is that to use with your new, loving stepchildren?” Jayne asked, her ruby lips pouting mockishly. “Here we’ve come, to see you out of the goodness of our hearts, and you say things like that to us!”

Cathy wished Miles would say something. He didn’t. She knew he wouldn’t. It was just another way for him to torture her.

“What is it you want?” Cathy demanded, getting nervous. Looking into Jayne’s eyes, she saw the same wanton quality that Miles’ eyes held. “What are you doing here?”

Jayne was dressed in a loose-fitting dress. The front was cut low, showing off the small swells of her tits. The dress was slitted up the front and, when she walked her long thighs were revealed. She sat on Cathy’s desk, smiling mischievously.

“Can’t you take anything at face value? We just thought we’d come and talk to you for a bit.” Jayne looked at Miles, and her smile broadened. “Besides, Miles is horny. Tom… remember him? Our father, your husband? He’s taken an early lunch with a potential client. We thought we’d keep you company while he’s, gone,” Jayne leaned closer to Cathy, her smile becoming even more broad. “And Dad said he wouldn’t be back for a couple hours. We’ve told the secretaries that we’re in here having a family-type chat. So they’re going to hold all calls and not disturb us until Miles or I say it’s, okay.”

“Oh, my God! You’re working together, aren’t you!” Cathy’s eyes darted from Miles to Jayne in disbelief. “You’re insane! Both of you are positively insane!”

Jayne’s smile faded quickly. She hissed: “Keep your voice down, dearie, or your secretaries will hear you. And we can’t have that, can we? No, sir! Think of the scandal there would be if you’d be responsible for bringing disgrace to the Sanders’ good name.”

Cathy knew she couldn’t fight them. Singly, they were dangerous, combined, they were impossible. Her only hope was to avoid them. She suddenly darted around her desk, heading for the door. In the outer office she’d be in the safety of her secretaries. Miles and Jayne wouldn’t dare try anything in front of them.

She wasn’t more than five steps from the door when Miles grabbed her by the elbow.

Cathy struggled briefly, then his arms were around her waist, trapping her arms to her sides. The brunette’s big tits billowed out as she inhaled deeply, both angry and frightened.

“Let go of me, Goddamn you!” Cathy hissed through gritted teeth. “Let go, or I’ll scream!”

Jayne stood in front of her stepmother, watching the woman’s mountainous tits rising and falling. The teenager had never made it with another woman before, and she was going to try it today. The sight of Cathy’s big, creamy tits straining against the blouse, flattening out and causing the buttons to pull apart, made the girl’s mouth water.

“Quiet, damn you, or I’ll make things even worse,” Jayne threatened, her eyes burning into Cathy’s. “Hold her, Miles. We’re not letting her slip away this time.”

Cathy glared at Jayne, staring deep into the girl’s dark eyes. When Jayne touched her fingertips to Cathy’s face, electrical shocks seemed to pass between their bodies.

Slowly, Jayne’s face moved closer to Cathy’s. The girl closed her eyes, but Cathy did not. She watched her face come closer. Then their lips were touching, and Cathy felt a strange moistness in her cunt. Jayne’s tongue traced around Cathy’s lips. Cathy smelled the sweetness of the girl’s perfume, and she tasted her lipstick.

Cathy tried to be calm and calculating about what was happening. She had stopped struggling against Miles, but his arms were still wrapped like steel cables around her waist, keeping her arms down and defenseless.

“Mmmmmmmm!” Jayne purred as she kissed her stepmother with increasing passion. Their lips were pressed firmly together now, and Jayne’s fingers pushed through Cathy’s long, silky hair. “Open your mouth.”

“No!” Cathy said quickly, then clamped her mouth shut.

She couldn’t keep Jayne from kissing her, but she’d be damned if she’d French kiss. That was going too far!

“Open up, damn it!” Jayne snapped.

Cathy kept her eyes open as Jayne’s face approached hers once more. When their lips touched, Cathy’s lips relaxed. She felt the girl’s tongue slithering into her mouth. Surprisingly, Cathy wasn’t as repulsed by the girl’s wet, caressing kisses as she thought she would be. The sensation of the girl’s mouth sent a warm flush to Cathy’s checks, and a familiar itch began in her pussy.

“Mmmmmmnimmm!” Jayne purred, kissing her stepmother more urgently as the glowing warmth in her own cunt grew.

Jayne flattened herself against Cathy, enjoying the way her stepmother’s tit mounds pressed against her own taut, tingling tits.

“Hold her,” Jayne instructed her older brother. Looking straight into Cathy’s eyes she added: “If you fight us, it’ll only be worse for you. Just stand there until I tell you to do otherwise.”

“Just don’t hurt me,” Cathy whispered. She knew deep in her heart that Jayne and Miles would never hurt her. She knew they did not want to harm her, only satisfy themselves with her body.

Jayne’s ups traveled to Cathy’s smooth, silken neck. As her moist, painted lips caressed the woman’s satiny flesh, she unbuttoned Cathy’s blouse down to her stomach. Pushing her hands inside the silk blouse, Jayne cupped Cathy’s twin mounds of firm, warm tit flesh. Even through Cathy’s bra, Jayne could feel her lust-hardened nipples throbbing.

“So, you are getting hot after all!” Jayne said triumphantly. “Don’t try to lie to me. I’m younger than you, but I know the changes in a woman’s body when she gets turned on.”

Cathy closed her eyes and tried to move, to get her tits out of Jayne’s hands, but Miles held her fast. She damned her body for being responsive to the girl’s groping hands and searching mouth.

The clasp of Cathy’s white bra was between the cups, and Jayne had no trouble undoing it. Slowly, as though opening a present, she pulled the cups away from Cathy’s big, creamy tits.

“They’re gorgeous! So big! So much bigger than mine,” Jayne purred.

She stared at Cathy’s tits, amazed and envying their fullness, roundness, and total perfection. Her light-brown areolas were the size of silver dollars, and her tit tips protruded pertly.

Trembling uncontrollably, Cathy felt shame at her body’s betrayal. Why did her body always have to get hot whenever it was touched? Why did her nipples always become so electrified, so obviously aroused whenever they were touched? And even now, with Miles’ hulkish arms pinning her own slender arms down, she felt wanton desires building!

“Oh, God! Noooooooo!” Cathy lamented as the itching sensation seeped from her nipples through her veins.

When Jayne captured one hard nipple between her lips, and lashed at it with her tongue, Cathy shivered.

Jayne had never tasted a woman’s tit before. At her first taste of warm, firm, tit flesh, she wondered why she had never done it. She devoured Cathy’s nipple, sucking greedily, opening her painted lips wide to suck as much of the tasty flesh into her mouth as possible.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm!” Jayne moaned with uninhibited pleasure.

She transferred her attention to Cathy’s other nipple, biting on it softly. When Cathy squirmed, Jayne knew she was sucking and massaging the woman’s tits the right way.

Rolling her head back on her shoulders, Cathy felt her cheek brushing against Miles’ cheek. She turned her face away from his, resting her head on his broad shoulder. When his lips pressed through her lustrous brunette hair to caress her neck wetly, a hungry groan came from her lips. Her hands were small fists at her sides, but she made no move to stop Miles or Jayne.

As Jayne’s lips moved from nipple to nipple, Cathy found herself shaking. Her knees felt weak. Moving backward slightly, she felt Miles’ cockmeat rubbing against her asscheeks. Since he was so much taller than she, his prick was almost at her leather belt.

“Damn you… damn you… damn you both!” Cathy whimpered, lost totally to the ecstatic feelings that seeped throughout her curvaceous body.

Jayne’s fingers were digging deep into Cathy’s pliable tit mounds, sending tingling shocks all through her stepmother’s body. Cathy’s cunt was getting moist, making her bikini panties cling to her snatch. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, wishing her stepchildren would lean her alone.

As Jayne sucked on one budlike nipple, the teenager slipped a hand up Cathy’s dress, between her thighs. She pulled down the woman’s panties. Her hand pressed against Cathy’s hairless cuntlips. Jayne gingerly slipped her middle finger into Cathy’s cuntslit and felt the slick oil seep into her palm.

“Mmmmmmmmminft!” she slurped, finger fucking her stepmother as she nursed on a broad nipple. When Jayne pulled her mouth away from Cathy’s tit, both women sighed.

“Let’s get her clothes off,” Jayne said to Miles.

Cathy did not immediately protest when Miles’ arms loosened from around her waist. She stood motionless as Miles jerked her blouse down her back, and did not complain when the buttons on the cuffs popped off. Miles unzipped her skirt, and he pushed it down her legs quickly. Suddenly, the boy caught her wrists, and he twisted her arms behind her back.

“Don’t…” Cathy whispered, unable to muster more of a defense.

“Get her down,” Jayne commanded, her voice quivering with excitement as she sat down on the thickly carpeted floor, and she spread her legs wide.

“Oh, God!” Cathy gasped at seeing Jayne’s naked, shaven pussy mound. She felt Miles grip both of her wrists into one of his meaty hands. She gasped as the fingers of his free hand entwined in the thick hair at the back of her neck. When he pulled down, she winced in pain and kneeled.

“Eat her cunt!” Miles said, each word coming out slowly, carefully. He shook Cathy’s head a little, pushing her down toward his sister’s inflamed, waiting pussy.

“No! I can’t! You can’t make me do that!” Cathy whimpered, unable to tear her eyes away from Jayne’s glistening cunt.

“The hell I can’t!” Miles snapped.

Cathy compressed her lips. They could rub her face against Jayne’s pussy, but she wasn’t going to lick it. She simply wasn’t going to lick it!

Jayne raised her knees and spread them, forming a deep valley. Her golden hair spread out around her head, forming a silken halo around her beautiful face. Her ruby cuntlips were twitching in anticipation of Cathy’s mouth.

“It’s a first for me, too,” Jayne said, thinking that might ease her stepmother’s uneasiness.

Cathy’s tits flattened against her knees, and bulged out under her arms as she bent forward. She tried to turn her face away from Jayne’s cunt, but Miles shook her by the hair again.

“No, no, no…” Cathy said, her words trailing off when her lips were pressed against Jayne’s pussy.

She could feel the warmth and, moisture of the girl’s cunt against her mouth. Cathy waited, unsure of exactly what to do. Miles’ hand was still on her wrists, and, her head was trapped between Jayne’s spread thighs. Groaning with displeasure, Cathy snaked her tongue from between her lips.

“Ohhhhh! That’s it, lick my pussy!” Jayne gasped as shocks of passion made her body quiver. She hooked her knees, raising them a little higher and spreading them more. She wanted her stepmother to have as much room as she needed to eat her seething cunt.

It didn’t take long for Cathy to slowly drag her slick tongue through Jayne’s puffy, moist cuntlips. She caught the girl’s throbbing clit between her teeth, and she nibbled gently on it.

“Ahhhh! Yeah! Ohhhhhh! That’s right!” Jayne gasped as hot bolts of pleasure sizzled through her lithe young body. “Suck my clit, Cathy! Suck my clit!”

The use of her name shocked Cathy back to reality. Opening her eyes, she saw nothing but her stepdaughter’s shaved cunt mound. But there was no turning back for her now. She had already tasted the slick, tasty oil that seeped out of the teenager’s cunt, and Cathy was thirsty for more. Shoving her tongue deep into Jayne’s tight cuntslit, Cathy moaned, shook her head, and slid her tongue around inside the girl’s pussy. She sucked and tongued feverishly on the girl’s cunt. She had never known anyone to shave her pussy before, and Cathy found it mildly kinky and a little erotic.

“Mmmmm!” Cathy moaned.

She quickly silenced herself. The captive brunette wasn’t about to let her captors have the pleasure of knowing she was enjoying herself.

When Miles took his hand away from Cathy’s head, she didn’t try to stop licking Jayne’s cunt. Having more freedom only meant that she could tongue and chew on the girl’s inflamed cuntlips with greater, more wanton abandon.

Cathy cooed lustfully upon hearing Miles opening his pants. She felt a burning sensation along her thigh as he slipped his massive, red-hot fuck meat between her legs.

“You aren’t going to stop me this time,” Miles hissed.

“Please, can’t you save that for Tom?”

Cathy begged, turning her face away from Jayne’s seething cunt. She felt pussy juice wetting the side of her face. “Put it in my ass again. You can do that. I won’t try to stop you.”

The words seemed so strange, so foreign to be coming out of Cathy’s mouth. She tested Miles’ grip around her wrists. Instantly his fingers became vise-like, gouging into the tender flesh of her wrists. She knew there was nothing she could do to stop Miles if he was determined to fuck her. Cathy admitted to herself that she, too, would like to get fucked, and she sadly realized that the last of her once-prim and prudish nature was now completely wiped away.

With renewed energy, Cathy resumed licking Jayne’s pussy.

The brunette attacked the girl’s hairless cunt with sweeping tongue strokes.

Grabbing his prick by his long, thickly veined fuckshaft, Miles guided his cockhead to Cathy’s tight cunt. He rubbed his spongy cocktip against her cuntlips.

“You’re going to get it good now!” Miles said.

Once his prick was rammed deeply in his stepmother’s cunt, Miles released his cock. He rubbed her lavender garter belt with his thumb, noticing that the lace pattern was different than the one he had seen earlier. Miles accurately guessed that the old-fashioned garments were gifts from his father, and he smiled at getting a glimpse of the inner man he hardly knew at all.

“Ug!” Miles grunted, shoving the rest of his cunt-stretching prick into Cathy’s pussy with one savage thrust.

“Ohhh!” Cathy groaned, feeling his ten inch cock stabbing deep into her body. “Goddamn, you’re big!”

Jayne caught the words, but couldn’t really hear them. She was rolling her head from side to side on the floor, her luxurious blonde hair spilling over her face as she gulped in ragged breaths. Her clit was red-hot and sizzling with desire. Cathy’s tongue had driven her to the brink of desire, and the teenager was trying to prolong the cunt licking before she came.

Pulling the plunging neckline of her dress apart, Jayne exposed her small tits and grabbed her hard nipples. She pulled on them almost cruelly, driven by the heat in her cunt. Opening her eyes, she saw the lust-blurred image of her brother’s handsome face, his features without expression, as he pumped his prick into Cathy’s pussy with increasing speed.

“Mmmmrnnirnmm! Ummmmmmft!” Cathy slurped, tonguing furiously at Jayne’s cunt.

When her hands fell to the floor, Cathy realized that Miles was no longer holding her wrists. She slipped her arms beneath herself, resting on her elbows, relieving the pressure of her tits being mashed against her knees. Using her thumbs, Cathy carefully separated the girl’s cuntlips, and she stabbed her tongue even more deeply into Jayne’s pussy. While Cathy licked, the girl’s feverish snatch, the woman was tossed to and fro by Miles’ rampaging fuckpole. Cathy pushed backward, shaking her ass to meet his charging thrusts of cockmeat, hungrily, devouring him with her fiery pussy.

“Ieeeaaahhh!” Jayne gasped, her eyes open wide as she arched her back.

Cathy’s nose was forced hard against Jayne’s pubic bone as oily waves of pussy juice gushed against the brunette’s face and onto her frisking tongue. She licked as quickly as possible, her senses screaming because Jayne was pulling her hair. Catching the girl’s wrists, Cathy held them secured in her hands as she resumed her hurried tonguing of Jayne’s pussy.

“Ummmmmm! Ummmmmmft!” Cathy slurped with wanton abandon, no longer trying to hide her obvious enthusiasm for eating pussy.

Cathy was almost unaware of her own rising desire while she tongued her stepdaughter’s cunt. But Miles’ merciless thrusts of cockmeat into her pussy had taken their effect. Suddenly, her eyes flew open wide and her pussy juice-covered face twisted into a mask of absolute ecstasy.

“Cum!” she managed to groan.

Her pussy juice gushed from her cunt, and trickled down the insides of her thighs. She squirmed and thrashed on the floor, unable to move, sandwiched between Jayne’s pussy and Miles’ hulkish body.

“Fucking slut!” Miles groaned as he felt his stepmother’s cunt contracting around his fiery, responsive prick.

His balls slapped wetly against her trembling thigh as he reamed her cuntlips with the entire length of his cock. Then his balls pulled up tight to his body and began pumping out their thick load. Fuck-cream splattered the walls of Cathy’s cunt, mingling with her pussy juice.

Strange animal sounds came from Cathy’s throat. The smell of pussy juice seemed to be everywhere, and the feeling of warmth and wetness that was flooding her fuckhole made her own climax even more intense.

She wasn’t sure how long it lasted, or how many times she had when Miles pulled his prick from her cunt and rolled away, Cathy, too, rolled onto her back. She stared at the ceiling of her office, breathing heavily, her creamy tits jiggling with each inhalation. Idly, she wondered if any of the secretaries had heard the obscene language used by herself and her stepchildren. The thought was chilling, but she couldn’t concentrate on it too long. So many other thoughts were filling her mind, distracting her.

She had initially been forced to lick another woman’s cunt. But force had soon turned to free will, and Cathy knew that she would be licking Jayne’s cunt again in the near future.

Pushing a lock of brown hair off her forehead, Cathy marveled at how much her life had changed in recent months. She was not, she concluded, much like the woman who had hesitantly allowed Tom to fuck her months before. And she sure as hell wasn’t much like the woman who had refused to take his cock into her mouth.

Salivating at the thought of giving Tom a hot, wild blowjob, Cathy rolled onto her stomach, then got unsteadily to her feet. Miles and Jayne watched her as she dressed, and she did nothing to hide her nakedness while she slipped her bra on.

Let them look, she thought to herself, they’ll see me again before long!

CHAPTER EIGHT

Cathy lifted her arms above her head, stretching sleepily, as she took in the luxurious warmth and comfort of the huge bed she shared with Tom. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she listened to the sound of water running in the bathroom. Tom was getting ready for work.

Slowly, Cathy slipped out from under the blankets, and she put her feet on the floor. Her firmly rounded tits jiggled, and she looked down at them. Her tits had provided much pleasure the night before, as she and Tom fucked each other into a series of bone-jarring climaxes.

Her fingers stole between her firm thighs to scratch the deep-brown patch of curled hair there. Cathy’s cunt hair was slightly matted with dried fuck-cream.

Cathy smiled as the evening’s wild fucking came back to mind, almost as clear and vivid as it had been hours earlier. She had nearly summoned the courage to slide down on the bed and suck Tom’s enormous cock. Despite having sucked Miles’ prick several times, Cathy still hadn’t swallowed a thick, salty load of fuck-cream. And she wanted her first experience at sucking a man’s prick to wild, cum-gush completion to be with Tom.

Rising, Cathy walked into the bathroom. Tom never locked the door, and the lusty brunette was happy to discover his lean, hairy figure in a hazy, blurred image through the shower’s glass door. Once again, Cathy was impressed with her husband’s extraordinary masculinity, his magnificent body. A surge of raw emotion gripped her as she stood there, naked, her tits rising and falling as her breathing quickened.

“Honey, you in here?” Tom asked, his voice muffled under the blast of the shower.

“Yes, darling, I’m here,” Cathy replied.

As she stared intently at her husband’s figure through the glass door, she felt a rising tide of lust taking its effect on her body. Her cunt was beginning to get moist, heated, and her pussylips were visibly swollen. Her nubby nipples became knotted buds of tingling flesh, waiting for Tom’s hand and mouth to caress and fondle them.

Bringing her hands slowly up her sides, Cathy cupped her golden tit mounds, rolling her nipples lightly between her fingers. Shocks made her ripe, curvaceous body twitch. Her tits were always so sensitive, so ready to be fondled.

It was then that the idea struck Cathy. And the idea seemed so perfectly logical, she was amazed by it. She’d have Tom fuck her tits! And then, just maybe, she’d dip her face down and tongue his cockhead, which she was sure would taste even more delicious than his son’s. If he didn’t protest, she’d mouth his wonderful prick until his balls pumped their cream against her avidly caressing tongue and down her throat.

Cathy waited impatiently for Tom to finish with his shower. Though his figure was, at best, indistinct through the steamy glass door, she could see him washing his cock and balls, “Good,” Cathy thought, they would be nice and clean for her when she tongued and licked his gorgeous body from head to foot.

“Honey, will you hand me a towel?” Tom asked, shutting off the shower.

“Come on out here, and I’ll dry you off,” Cathy said.

Tom opened the door and stepped out of the shower. He was initially surprised, then pleased by his wife’s appearance. He recognized the look in her eyes, saw by the hardness of her nipples that she was in a lusty mood. Her lips were slightly parted, and her straight, white teeth showed beneath the pink of her lips.

“This is certainly an unexpected pleasure,” Tom said as Cathy began dabbing his chest with the towel. “This is the kind of service I could easily get accustomed to.”

“Well, I like to things for my darling husband,” Cathy purred, rising to her tiptoes to lightly kiss his clefted chin. The move caused her big tits to rub against his hairy chest.

Slowly, knowing she was turning him on, Cathy dried Tom’s chest, arms, back and legs. Then, moving in front of him again, she got down on her knees to dry his powerful legs. Cathy started with his feet, and worked her way slowly up to his knees, then his thighs.

“Ohhhhhhh! This is luxury!” Tom said, trying to sound casual but not quite making it. Watching his beautiful wife kneeling before him, her face only a couple inches from the end of his cock, was enough to excite him.

Tom’s mind spun as he thought of asking her, one last time, to suck his cock. His daughter had taken his fuckpole into her mouth, and she had sucked him until she swallowed his thick, salty cream. He wanted his wife to do the same. Tom realized that if Cathy didn’t give him a blowjob, he’d be looking for Jayne to sink to her knees again and swallow his fuck-cream.

“Now to dry my friend here,” Cathy said, feigning nonchalance.

She dried Tom’s cock and balls, her tits jiggling vigorously as she rubbed the thick towel over his prick. Then, dropping the towel to the floor, she grabbed Tom’s cock curling her fingers around his rubbery prickshaft. As she stroked it gently, his cock soon became thick and hard. Cathy used her left hand to fondle Tom’s heavy balls, squeezing them gently as she calculated how much cum they would give her.

“So big and beautiful,” Cathy purred, staring intently at the reddish head of his cock.

She stroked his prickmeat until a white drop of jism formed at his slitted cocktip. Cathy’s mouth watered as she thought about licking off the precum, but she knew she mustn’t do that. Not yet, at least. Not until she was certain that she could give Tom a blowjob without, him suspecting that she had learned the sensual, erotic art from someone else.

When the drop of precum was joined by another, Cathy arched her back slightly and raised her tit up to his cock. She rubbed his pricktip against her nipple, smearing off the precum and drawing a low groan of pleasure from Tom.

Cathy didn’t look up, though she was terribly curious to see the expression on his face. Was he angry with her open, wanton need for his prick? Or was he happy beyond words that she was finally grabbing his cock and enjoying herself?

Unable to see his expression, Cathy decided the next few steps in her plan would determine whether or not she would be sucking Tom’s prick in the future. She rubbed his cockhead in the creamy valley of her tits, then released his fuckshaft. Grabbing her smooth tits from the outside swells, she pushed her milky tit mounds together, trapping Tom’s fuckpole in her soft cleavage.

“Ohhhhhhh!” Tom sighed, his heart in his throat as he picked up the meaning of his wife’s silent actions.

He leaned forward slightly, pushing his hips at her.

His cock slipped between her succulent tit mounds, and his cockhead rubbed against her chest, pushing up toward her chin.

Cathy watched his cock approaching her face, sliding hotly between her sensitive tits, and she tilted her head back to look up into her excited husband’s face.

“Yes, my darling,” she purred.

Cathy could smell her husband’s pungent pre-cum as it smeared off onto her flesh, and the aroma sent shivers coursing through her veins. She purred softly and licked her dry lips, wondering when the time would be right to take Tom’s cock into her mouth. Judging by the look of almost uncontrollable passion on his face, Cathy sensed that he was enjoying the tit-fucking beyond words.

As the cum simmered hotly in his balls, Tom watched his prick sliding in and out of Cathy’s cleavage. Once, when his prick slid through her mounds of tit flesh, his cockhead struck her chin. When he pulled back, withdrawing his cock until it was once again hidden between her tits, he saw cum shining on her chin.

Tom decided that he had to say something. He simply had to let Cathy know how much he enjoyed tit-fucking her. Jayne may suck his cock, but she didn’t have tits nearly big enough to fuck his big, throbbing prick.

“Cathy… this is… so… ug… good!” Tom groaned. The words came out slowly, one per thrust of his prick. “My cock feels so Goddamn good!”

“Good, my love! I’ll do anything you want!” Cathy replied, licking her lips in a suggestive way as she continued to look up into his passion distorted face.

Their passion was rising. Cathy’s senses reeled at the scent of Tom’s pre-cum. His cockhead had struck her chin several times, and she could feel his sticky pre-cum clinging to her flesh. Pre-cum had also rubbed off on to the inside swells of her this, making it easier for Tom to plow his throbbing cock through them.

Tom’s cockhead was tingling as he pushed himself closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy. His cum wasn’t just simmering in his balls anymore. It was bubbling hotly, nearly to the point of boiling. And Tom knew that once he reached that point, he’d shower Cathy with the sticky cream his balls held.

Cathy’s breathing was hoarse and irregular. Her pussy juice was running so freely in her cunt that the slick oil was trickling down one leg. She wanted to get fucked. She was desperate for the feel of Tom’s cock cramming into her pussy. But that would have to wait for later, Cathy thought.

“Awwwwwww! Cathy… I’m…”

Tom couldn’t finish his sentence. He didn’t want to. The glorious feeling of having his prick sliding between Cathy’s golden, firm tits was too great for him to stop, and he was afraid that if he warned his wife that he was about to cum she might back away from him and simply finish him off with a hand job.

Tom’s face twisted in a grimace from pleasure that was so intense it was painful. He thrashed his bulky torso against Cathy, knocking her backward slightly. He grabbed her by the shoulders as his cock throbbed mightily, and his jism sizzled in his balls.

“Go, darling,” Cathy hissed, sitting on her heels as she pushed her tits tighter around her husband’s rampaging prick. She could smell his pre-cum, and its pungent aroma delighted her.

His extreme pleasure grew, pressure building on pressure, and Tom let out a low groan. He stared with glassy eyes at Cathy’s lovely face, and he watched his prick slide between her tits.

“Honey…” he moaned, realizing that he was about to cum.

He was going to warn Cathy. But when his balls pulled up tight to his body, words suddenly became an impossibility.

Cathy was having trouble keeping her balance. Tom was stabbing his cock through the valley of her creamy tits with tremendous speed, and she was being knocked farther backward. When she could no longer maintain her balance, Cathy released her tits and put her hands behind her on the floor, her feet askew beneath her.

The first long, slick stream of jism to burst out of Tom’s cockhead splattered against the smooth swells of Cathy’s tits. When his prick slid over her flesh again, Tom’s balls rubbing against Cathy’s ripe body, his cockhead throbbed out a second long jet of cum that arched through the air and struck Cathy’s cheek.

Cathy shrieked as she watched the yellowish cum gush from Tom’s pricktip.

“Awwwwwwww!” Tom groaned, grabbing his cock to jerk the rest of his jism out of his balls.

To his incredible surprise, Cathy opened her mouth as a third jet of cum exploded out of his fiery cockhead. His cum gushed straight into her mouth, spilling over her tongue and teeth. Tom pumped his cock, thrusting it at his wife’s open mouth at the same time.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” Cathy moaned as her lips were parted by Tom’s enormous cockhead. She wrapped her succulent mouth firmly around his fuckshaft, her tongue dancing along his throbbing prickmeat as more cum gushed against the back of her mouth.

Swallowing repeatedly, Cathy drank the rest of her husband’s delicious fuck-cream with obvious, wanton abandon. She pushed her face forward, taking his prickmeat into her mouth until his cockhead was partially in her throat.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Cathyyyyyyy!” Tom sighed as the last weak trickles of his load were squeezed out onto his wife’s frisking tongue.

Leaning back, her arms behind her, Cathy turned her gaze up to Tom’s face. Her lips were moving in a tender, chewing motion. Her mouth felt coated with jism, and she savored the spunky aftertaste of his fuck-cream.

“Mmmmmmm!” she purred, extra-loud for Tom’s benefit. When he pushed more prick at her, Cathy consciously relaxed the muscles in her throat and took his cock deeper.

“Cathy, I thought you’d never do this,” Tom said softly, amazed that his wife was actually giving him a blowjob.

Looking down at her, he couldn’t believe the sight. Cum was trickling down the side of Cathy’s face, rolling down to her neck. More than half of his giant prick was in her mouth, and her throat was visibly expanding to accommodate his fuckpole.

When Cathy finally withdrew her husband’s prick from the hot recesses of her mouth, she tongued slowly on his cockhead. Cathy slowly brought her fist back and forth over the awesome length of his cock, and she worked a last thick drop of jism out of his slitted pricktip. She stuck her tongue out and licked the cum off. Then, curling her tongue back into her mouth, she swallowed his jism.

“I’m sorry I haven’t done this for you before,” Cathy said, her voice a husky purr. “I know you wanted me to, but I just didn’t think I could do it. How completely foolish of me.”

Using his cockhead, Cathy rubbed the cum around her face, occasionally pausing to tongue the cleft of his pricktip. She never took her gaze from Tom’s face the whole time.

“I love you, Cathy,” Tom sighed.

But even as he said the words, he was already wondering what it would be like to cram his huge prick into Jayne’s shaved pussy. He damned himself silently for thinking such thoughts, but realized that he had to fuck his daughter. At least once, he was going to feel Jayne’s lithe body squirming joyously beneath him as he pummeled her with his rock hard prick.

CHAPTER NINE

Cathy looked at Jayne and smiled. Her stepdaughter was watching television, looking sexy and bored. Cathy felt a twinge of anticipation making her cunt lips dewy.

“Where is Miles?” Cathy asked nonchalantly.

“He’s pumping iron in the basement,” Jayne replied without looking at her stepmother.

It was just another lazy day for Jayne, who didn’t have a thing to do and all day to do it. Cathy had said she wasn’t feeling well, and it somewhat bothered Jayne that her stepmother was going to stay home. Jayne had planned on lounging around and having the house to herself, since Miles was going to see a woman across town that he sometimes fucked.

“That was a pretty rotten thing you and Miles did to me at the office,” Cathy said. Her voice carried not a trace of anger in it. “I’ve never had my mouth on a pussy before, and you made me eat you until you came.”

Jayne finally turned to look at Cathy. She didn’t like the look on her stepmother’s face, though she didn’t exactly know why. There was something lurking behind, the woman’s eyes, that was unreadable.

“You didn’t do anything but lay there and enjoy it,” Cathy continued, rising slowly out of her chair. “I ate your cunt, but you didn’t eat mine. What do you think about that, Jayne? Huh? Have you ever put your tongue in a cunt before?”

Jayne licked her lips again before speaking.

“No, I actually haven’t. But you didn’t exactly mind what we were doing to you. As I recall, you climaxed with Miles fucking you. And, furthermore, you licked my pussy even after I came. That sort of behavior didn’t exactly hint to me that you minded what happened.”

Cathy was standing beside Jayne’s chair, looking down at the sleek young woman. Looking past the small swells of Jayne’s tits, Cathy noticed that her nipples were hard, poking out through her bra and blouse.

“You’re going to lick my cunt,” Cathy said, drawing each word out slowly for maximum effect. “What do you think about that, Miss Jayne Sanders?”

Cathy was ready and willing to wrestle the slender teenager to the floor, and to force her into eating her cunt. She was certain she could do it because she was so much huskier than the slender model. But it wasn’t necessary. Jayne was intensely curious about eating another woman’s cunt.

“I think it’s a marvelous idea,” Jayne said, a mischievous gleam twinkling in her dark brown eyes. “All you had to do was ask. I’ve never really learned to say no.”

When Jayne stood, Cathy slipped her arms tenderly around the girl’s neck. She brought the teenager’s face down to hers, and she kissed Jayne’s brilliantly painted lips.

“Mmmmmmmmm!” Cathy sighed, wrapping her arms more tightly around Jayne’s neck as the kiss became hotter, more urgent.

She thrust her tongue out, letting it play over Jayne’s lips before entering her warm, moist mouth. Jayne sucked on Cathy’s tongue, biting it softly. Her hands moved slowly up Cathy’s sides, sliding over her curved hips, until her fingers were under, the woman’s arms. Then, moving her hands between their bodies, Jayne cupped Cathy’s twin mounds of firm, responsive tit flesh.

“Ohhhhhhhhh!” Cathy sighed, breaking the sensuous kiss. She lowered the girl’s face until her lips were caressing the arch of Cathy’s neck. “Yes, Jayne, kiss me there.”

As Jayne massaged Cathy’s tits, the girl nibbled and kissed her stepmother’s lightly perfumed neck. She savored the sweet taste of Cathy’s skin, lavishing her neck with sweeping licks and delicate nips with her teeth.

“Goddamn you, Jayne, this feels so fine! So good!” Cathy groaned as the fire of desire burned more brightly in her seething, moistening pussy. She pushed her fingers through Jayne’s wavy blonde hair. Her nipples were throbbing, sending hot tingles throughout her body.

Cathy closed her eyes as Jayne’s mouth worked over her neck and, shoulders. It was difficult for the bride to believe that she was actually making it with another woman. In fact, she had been the seducer, not the seduced. But she was indeed enjoying everything Jayne was doing.

“Go on, Jayne, take control,” Cathy whispered, pushing slightly downward on her stepdaughter’s head, wanting to feel the young girl’s lips surrounding and tantalizing her passion-hungry nipples.

The teenager was nervous as she began unbuttoning Cathy’s blouse. Though she had sucked on her stepmother’s tits before, she had never eaten pussy, and the thought of it made her quiver all over. Her hungry lips moved into the warm, sweet valley of Cathy’s tits.

“I love your tits!” Jayne whispered, bending lower. “I’m so fucking envious of your tits, you just wouldn’t believe it!”

Wiggling out of her blouse and bra with Jayne’s assistance, Cathy was soon naked from the waist up. She cupped her tits, squeezing them from the sides, so that her nipples protruded even more.

“Eat my tits,” Cathy sighed, shaking her shoulders in her urgency. “Eat my nipples before you lick my cunt!”

Her bright-red lips pursed as Jayne nursed on Cathy’s warm, lust-hardened nipples. She sucked and chewed on the woman’s little tit tips, occasionally using her teeth to gently graze over Cathy’s knotted flesh.

Cathy began to tremble with uninhibited desire. She guided Jayne’s face back and forth, from one nipple to the other. Cathy wished Jayne had two mouths so the girl could suck on both tits at the same time.

“Mmmmmfffft!” Jayne slurped, tonguing furiously on Cathy’s nipple as she gulped her succulent tit flesh into her mouth. While Jayne sucked on her stepmother’s nipple, she reached behind Cathy’s back and pulled the zipper of her skirt down. Then Jayne pushed the garment down, and Cathy stepped out of it.

“This is uncomfortable,” Cathy said breathlessly, pushing Jayne away slightly. “Let me get down on the floor, or at least sit in a chair!”

Jayne pushed her stepmother backward into an overstuffed chair. Cathy’s legs hung over the plush arms of the chair, and her feet pointed slightly upward. Grabbing Cathy’s skimpy antics, Jayne ripped the bikini panties down the woman’s legs, exposing the curly cuntbush that almost completely concealed her pink fuckhole.

“I’ve got to lick your pussy,” Jayne hissed, dropping to her knees.

She pushed Cathy’s knees so that they were over her shoulders, and she wrapped her arms around the woman’s thighs so that her fingertips were near Cathy’s moist cuntlips.

Cathy felt silly, sitting sideways on the big chair, but when Jayne’s lips began pressing against her pussy, whatever reservations Cathy felt about her unusual position were quickly banished. Cathy raised her feet, kicked off her shoes, and spread her thighs for Jayne to center on her cunt.

“Ohhhhhh! Yesssssssss!” Cathy groaned, pushing her fingers through Jayne’s silken locks.

Jayne ate her stepmother’s cunt joyfully, not hesitating for a single second before jamming her tongue between Cathy’s lust inflamed cunt lips. Her honey blonde hair spilled down, tickling Cathy’s thighs, as Jayne’s head moved quickly.

“Mmmnimmffft! Ummmmmm!” Jayne moaned, dragging her stiff tongue through her stepmother’s cuntlips, inching toward her fiery clit. When she reached Cathy’s fuck button, Jayne slapped it with her tongue before sucking it between her lips.

“Ohhhhh! Goddamn it, Jayne, eat meeee!” Cathy howled, totally forgetting that Miles was downstairs.

Jayne’s hands moved quickly, her fingertips prying apart Cathy’s slick cuntlips. Cathy’s nylons felt good against the girl’s cheeks as she tongued hungrily at her stepmother’s drooling pussy. Jayne rubbed the lace garter belt with her fingers, enjoying the feeling.

“Mmmmmmmmm!” the teenager purred as she nibbled tenderly on Cathy’s cunt lips.

Jayne was acting like the cheapest whore in the world as she shoved her tongue deep into Cathy’s cunt. The teenager’s tongue reamed her stepmother’s wanton fuckhole as her cheeks began to glisten with the slick oil that seeped out of Cathy’s pussy.

“Eat meeeeeee!” Cathy groaned again.

The girl was eating and licking Cathy’s cunt with an urgency that both surprised and aroused Cathy. She shivered, a low groan coming from deep in her chest, as her pussy drooled out more of the rich oil that Jayne craved.

“Finger fuck me at the same time,” Cathy gasped, wanting to feel the girl’s finger reaming her hot pussy as Jayne licked her clit. “Push a finger in.”

At first Jayne just got her fingertip moist with Cathy’s oil, then slit carefully inserted her finger. Jayne had finger fucked herself enough times to know that her long fingernails could hurt the delicate inner walls of a woman’s cunt.

“Ohhh, yes! That’s it! That’s right!” Cathy gasped as she felt a finger sliding deep into her cunt. She licked her lips, but her mouth still felt dry. The excitement rising in her body was making her breathe fast and deep.

Her hand shaking visibly, Cathy took off her glasses, and she dropped them beside the chair. She rested her foot on Jayne’s back as the hotly sucking blonde worked over her clit.

Jayne, kneeling beside the chair, was going crazy as she sucked and chewed on Cathy’s clit. Tasting pussy juice wasn’t a new experience for her. She had tasted it countless times on the pricks of her lovers, after they had fucked her. But nothing was better than the taste of girl-cum direct from the source.

Tom pulled his car into the driveway, and he turned the engine off. He hadn’t been able to concentrate on work because the thought of his lovely bride being sick kept going through his mind. He finally decided that if he was ever going to get any work done, he’d have to see her, to reassure himself that she’d be all right.

Stepping into the house, Tom had expected to find Cathy in the bedroom, perhaps looking pale and tired. He did not expect to find Cathy sitting sideways on a chair in the living room, with Jayne on her knees licking her pussy.

The sight was so breathtakingly beautiful that Tom couldn’t do anything but stand and stare at his wife and daughter. He knew that Jayne was a horny wench. The fact that she had all but begged to give him a blow job was proof of that. But he never thought that Jayne was the type of girl who would lick pussy.

With his cock growing quickly, stretching down the leg of his pants, Tom advanced toward the two women quietly. The last thing he wanted to do was disturb them.

Cathy’s dark hair jounced over the side of the chair as she purred lustfully. Her cunt was burning hotter, and she knew she couldn’t stand much more of this intense pleasure without cumming. The pleasure was just too terrific to enjoy for long.

Standing behind Jayne, Tom opened his pants and pushed them down to his thighs. Pulling put his ten-inch prick, he began stroking it softly. His thick, heavily veined fuckpole filled his hand.

“Cumiinggggggg!” Cathy suddenly gasped. She opened her eyes and saw Tom standing behind Jayne. At first Cathy tried to stop herself, tried to wrestle away from Jayne. But the wrenching gyrations of her orgasm prevented her from escaping Jayne, and the teenager only figured the wrenching moves were caused by excitement. Through passion fogged eyes, Cathy saw her husband’s enormous prick, watching him stroking it slowly as she arched her back and gushed put her girl-cum onto Jayne’s tongue and lips.

“I trust you’re both enjoying yourself,” Tom said softly once he figured Cathy had descended slowly back to earth.

“Daddy!” Jayne squealed, spinning around to face him. Her face was wet from Cathy’s cum, and her red lipstick had been worn off on Cathy’s cunt.

“I can see that life at the Sanders’ household is going to change drastically in the near future.”

Cathy kicked her foot over Jayne’s head, and she sat upright in the chair. She looked at Tom, not knowing whether he’d be angry with her behavior, or excited by it.

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