My first touch was on her shoulders, but it wasn’t long before my hands were on the start of her breasts. It was still innocent, but if I moved further down then it wouldn’t be. But as they say, fortune favours the brave. I took a deep breath, and then I went for it.
I was now smiling, and there was an impressive bulge in my trousers, but she couldn’t see any of that because her eyes were closed. Her not being able to see me was making me bolder. I was convinced that her closing them was her way of subtly giving me permission to play with her big tits. And that, enthusiastically, was what I was going to do!
I quickly got to her bra, and it must be my lucky day because surprisingly there was enough stretch in the material for me to easily push it down. Her tits were now out. Two melons topped with cherry-sized nipples. What had happened between us before could be thought of as a minor indiscretion, but not anymore. We’d just crossed a line, and there was no going back. Our relationship had now changed forever.
Her nipples were big, but the attention I was giving them was making them even bigger. One of them was being rolled between a finger and thumb, and it was giving her pleasure, but it was the other one that I was sucking on long and hard, that was exciting her the most. It was making her squirm.
As good as this was, after switching nipples several times I wanted more than just her impressive breasts. I wanted what she had between her legs. But when I tried to put my hand there, there was no cooperation from her, her legs remained closed. I swore under my breath, and then I tried again, but this time with more determination. And it worked. She opened them for me, and not just tentatively. They were wide open, as wide as they could be.
My fingers were now all over her covered pussy. I was desperate to explore every part of it. The thin material of her red panties was in the way, but for some reason that seemed to make it more exciting. Inside that thin material was the best present that she had ever given me, and the anticipation of having it was driving me crazy.
I now knew where her opening was, and the location of her clit. And from the bulges in her panties it was obvious that she had meaty lips. It was time to remove her underwear so that I could fully enjoy her sweet pussy.
“Close your legs so that I can take your panties off.”
She did, and at the same time she opened her eyes. That startled me, and I had to look away. But that was silly, so I met her gaze. For the next few seconds we locked eyes, and when she smiled I did as well.
Then she said, “We’ve got this far so we might as well continue.”
I just nodded, and then I quickly pulled her panties down. They got tangled around one of her ankles, and that made her laugh.
Her legs were open again, but this time her pussy was exposed. I was seeing something that only my Father, or her gynaecologist, should see, and it was a thing of beauty. Her lips were indeed large, and her opening was so inviting. Just looking at it was making my cock twitch. And I now knew, with absolute certainty, that we were going to fuck. But that was for later, after I’d fingered her.
I started with just the tip of a single finger, with it I teased her opening. However, that was never going to be enough for her, so when she started pushing against it I gave her what she wanted, it deep up her pussy. She purred as it easily slid into her wet opening. When I added a second finger it made her moan. That was quickly followed by another one, and this time she gasped when it was in up to the knuckle.
“I wish your Father would be as eager as you are. It must be at least two months since we made love, and it didn’t last long.” Then, after giving a deep sigh, she said more. “And I didn’t come.”
That was sad, she had needs, needs that he wasn’t satisfying. I was now determined to give her my A-game. To make her reach it with my fingers, or my tongue, and then to give her a second climax with my big cock.
I’ve never been with a woman that didn’t like being fingered, but she didn’t just like it, she loved it. While I thrust my fingers in and out of her sweet pussy, the expression on her face was of sheer delight. She was the cat that had got the cream. And when, with my other hand, I started rubbing her clit as well, it was as if a button had been pressed. The noise suddenly became off the scale and she started to squirm almost uncontrollably.
A minute like this would have been impressive, but somehow she managed five before getting there. By that time, my fingers were going in and out of her like a piston, and the one that was on her clit was rubbing so fast it was a blur.
When she suddenly shouted out, “Fuck, I’m going to come,” I smiled because it was job done.
And then she did, with an intensity that took me by surprise. But it shouldn’t have, because she was getting rid of all that pent up sexual frustration that had been building up for weeks. When it was over she looked exhausted. Now I was worried. Was one climax enough for her? Then she laughed, and I couldn’t understand what was so funny. Then she spoke and I got an explanation.
“Your face is a picture, I can tell what you’re thinking. But don’t worry, we’re not going to stop until you’ve fucked me with your big cock.”
That was a relief, but how did she know that I’d got an impressive member? Before I could ask, she told me.
“It was Caroline. She said you had eight inches.”
I should have guessed that it was her. She’d briefly been my girlfriend, and she’d been up for anything. What she didn’t know about sex wasn’t worth knowing. I’d learnt a lot from her. And she didn’t just like doing it, she was always eager to talk about it, so her telling my Step-Mom about my cock wasn’t surprising. When she left me for a much older man, who was a millionaire, I was gutted, but I’d wished her well.
And if I ever see her again, I need to thank her for adding an extra half an inch to the size of my cock. It’s big, but not as big as she’d told my Step-Mom!
So thankfully it wasn’t over, but she needed a few minutes to recover from her impressive climax before she was going to be ready to fuck, and I liked her suggestion for how we could spend our time until then.
“Would you like me to suck your cock?”
That got a yes from me, so quick that it made her laugh. While I undressed she was watching me, and when I got down to my boxers she was staring at my crotch. As I lowered them she leant forward, eager to get a better view of it.
When it was exposed, standing proud, I thought that she might gasp. She didn’t, but it did make her smile. I was going to have to be satisfied with that. She hadn’t complimented me on it, but from the attention that it was now getting from her it was obvious that she liked it.
Her hand was slowly moving up and down the shaft, she wasn’t stroking it she was caressing it. And she kept stopping so that she could lick and suck the head. After a while it got too much for me.
“Put it in your mouth, as much as you can.”
She did, but she made me wait for another minute before doing it. But it was worth the wait. This was good because she was taking in a lot of my cock without gagging. And very soon it got too good.
“You need to stop.”
Instead of stopping she speeded up. Now it was too late. When I started to spurt she kept my cock in her mouth, eagerly swallowing all of my hot cum.
After licking the head of my cock, to make sure that she’d got all of my seed, she said, “I’m ready to fuck.”
I had to smile. Yes, I was a horny young man, more than capable of coming again, but not straight away. I needed some stimulation to make it hard. And I knew what would do the trick.
“OK, but first I’m going to go down on you.”
That got a squeal of delight from her, so it was obviously a yes!
As my mouth and tongue started to explore her pussy, she said, “I can never get your Father to do this.”
What was wrong with him? Her pussy tasted divine and the smell of it was intoxicating. If I was her partner then I’d want to do it every day.
What I like is large labia, and she was certainly well-endowed. They were perfect for sucking on, and of course, that’s what I was doing now. My mouth was full of her meaty folds. Does life get any better than this? My mistake, it will, when my big cock is deep up her hot wet pussy!
It wasn’t just me that was getting excited, she was as well. Now she was moaning almost continuously. It was time to move on, it was time to fuck.
When I raised my head she tried to push it back down, but I was too strong for her. She was about to complain, but then she realised why I’d stopped. Her frown was now a smile, perhaps the biggest I’d ever seen.
I wanted her on all fours so that I could go deep into her, but that was ambitious for a first time, so instead, it was going to be missionary. Hopefully, there will be a next time, and that’s when we can do it with me fucking her hard from behind.
She was now on her back with her legs wide open. As the head of my cock pushed into her wet pussy, I lifted her legs up, and I continued doing it. By the time I was deep into her they were up to her shoulders.
“Fuck, it’s so big.”
It had been said while she was grimacing, but after smiling, she added, “But don’t you dare take it out!”
So for her, it was both uncomfortable and pleasurable, with pleasure winning out. But how was it for me? It was all pleasure, and why wouldn’t it be? Her pussy was as it should be. It was hot, wet, and tight. And to add extra spice to the occasion, she was my Step-Mom!
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