Sara had successfully stunned Camille for the second time.
She spent several long minutes staring blankly at her phone after the call ended. She went to the kitchen and poured a large glass of wine. Her phone alerted her to a new text — it’s an address from the same number.
Camille drained the glass and steadied herself.
“I shouldn’t do this…” she said aloud. A few seconds later she was locking the front door behind her.
Camille was surprised to find out how close Sara lived to them. It took her less than ten minutes to walk from their apartment to hers.
Her mind raced on the entire walk. Once she made the commitment to come, she couldn’t stop thinking about seeing David naked and watching him masturbate…hearing him say her name when he shot his load…remembering all the things that Sara said about the things they’d done.
She didn’t know what to expect or what she would do, but she couldn’t turn back.
Camille entered the building, climbed the stairs to the 2nd floor and nervously knocked on the door of apartment 3B.
Sara opened the door a few seconds later. She’s clutched together a knee-length red robe, her feet were bare.
“Wow…” Camille thought watching the ample hips sashay as she followed her in. “She’s really kinda hot…I can almost see why David might find her attractive.”
She led Camille into the living room and offered her a beer. Camille took a few sips and looked around nervously.
“Oh, Li’l Davie…?” Sara noticed, “He’s in the other room waitin’ for us.”
She took Camille by the hand and led her to the bedroom.
“You sure you’re ready for this, honey…?” Sara asked, pausing at the door. “I could always tell you about it later.”
“No…” Camille sighed. “I want this…”
Sara nodded and they entered the room. Camille stopped just after a few steps inside.
The only light in the room came from the bedside lamp. David was on the bed, on his back and naked. He’s wrists and ankles were tied to the four corners. His body was covered in oil. His cock was semi-hard and laying against his thigh.
“Hey Davie…!” Sara smiled cheerfully. “Look who came over to join us!”
“Hi Camille…” David said to his stepmother flatly. He showed no signs of being upset or embarrassed. His cock suddenly twitched and came to full-attention.
“Will you look at that…?” Sara smiled, sitting on the bed next to him. She took his cock in hand and gently stroked it. “That’s what I call a ‘hello’…”
Camille stepped to the foot of the bed. Her gaze went from David’s eyes to his cock. Sara leaned to the side and took David’s hard cock into her mouth. He closed his eyes and moaned softly.
“Omigod…what the fuck am I doing…?” Camille screamed in her head. Her heart was pounding and she could feel herself getting wet. She noticed his clothes in a pile on the floor next to the bed — she recognized the shirt she gave him for his last birthday.
“Our Li’l Davie can work a li’l bit o’ magic with this dick…” Sara announced, taking a break from sucking but still stroking him. “He’s certainly been givin’ me a run for my money.”
Camille could only stare at his cock. She felt hypnotized.
“Let me show you…” Sara said. She stood and removed the robe, climbed onto the bed and mounted him, reverse-cowgirl. She slowly guided his cock into her shaved pussy making sure that Camille could see.
“Oh, shit…this is some good dick…” Sara said her after grinding on David for several minutes. She played with her clit and one of her nipples.
Camille shifted uncomfortably. The look that Sara is gave her made her pussy tingle. She had to resist the urge to touch the older woman’s breasts.
“You want some, don’t you?” Sara said, more of an accusation than a question.
“Yes…” Camille answered, both proud and ashamed of her response.
“Then come an’ get it…!” Sara told her.
Camille began frantically stripping off her clothes, popping some of the buttons on her blouse. She was literally out of breath by the time she’d removed her panties.
Sara admired her slender, brown figure and perfect B-Cup breasts.
“What do you think, Davie…?” Sara teased looking over her shoulder, but still grinding him. “You think Miss Camille here deserves some of this dick…? Should I share…?”
David only moaned in response. Camille felt a little anxious and annoyed (as well as extremely horny).
“Please…?” she begged, in disbelief of what she is was actually begging for.
Sara gave her a fake frown and pondered.
“Can I…can I please fuck him…?” Camille finally said. “My stepson…”
“Not yet…” Sara continued teasing her. “You still ain’t ready.” Without removing herself from his cock, she turned so that she was facing David with her back to Camille.
Camille couldn’t not notice her curves, especially her ample ass.
“Sit on his face,” Sara told her. “Let Davie eat that pussy an’ get you ready.”
Camille walked to the side of the bed and looked down at David. His eyes were clenched shut as he bit his lower lip (which he always did when he masturbated).
She climbed onto the bed and mounted his face, her back to Sara. She couldn’t believe it when his tongue began darting in and out of her pussy and massaged her clit. She also couldn’t believe that she was allowing this woman that she didn’t even really like to tell her what to do.
“Oh fuck…” she moaned aloud. Camille was instantly impressed at her stepson’s pussy-eating technique.
“I told you, girl…” Sara said. “Li’l Davie got some skills…”
Camille nodded and gasped in agreement. She was caught off guard when Sara kissed her on the small of her back and gave her a playful smack on the ass.
“Work that cute l’il ass…” Sara giggled, as she continued to tease Camille by running a finger along her crack.
A few minutes later, Camille’s back arched and her toes curled. David and Sara had succeeded in giving her a mind-blowing orgasm.
“Fuck…!” she screamed, grabbing the head-board for balance. She was amazed at how much of her cream covered the lower half of his face, as she lifted off of him.
“Save some of that for me, baby…” Sara smiled and winked at Camille. She leaned forward and licked cream from David’s chin.
Camille’s head reeled.
“Did I really just cum on my stepson’s face…?” she asked herself. “Am I really waiting for my turn to fuck him…?”
She leaned against the headboard and watched them. Sara was now grinding harder against David. Her eyes were clenched shut as she drew closer to her climax.
“Ooooh, gimme that dick, Davie….gimme that dick…!” she snarled — he was thrusting himself up into her. Minutes later she had a sweaty, shuddering orgasm. She collapsed on top of him.
“You ready to ride…?” Sara asked Camille a few minutes later.
David’s cock was slick and shiny when Sara lifted off of him. His member was thick and throbbing and would probably go for hours.
“He’s probably already cum once or twice…” Camille figured, proud that she secretly knew her stepson’s tendencies.
Sara offered to clean him up, but Camille stopped her.
“Let me…” she said, taking him into her mouth and licking away Sara’s juices.
“Alright then…” Sara smiled, already making plans in her head.
Camille crawled to the center of the bed and threw a leg over his waist. Her pussy was still sensitive and tingling when it finally came into contact with his cock. She slowly lowered herself onto him until her thighs were resting firmly on his.
“Omifukingawd…” Camille gasped. She couldn’t believe what she was doing or how good it actually felt. David’s cock wasn’t the biggest she ever had, but she was convinced that it was the best.
“Take your time, sweetie…” Sara encouraged.
Before Camille could react, Sara gave her a deep, wet kiss. Their tongues tangled and twisted.
“Gon’ girl…” Sara said as she broke the kiss, “get that dick…”
Camille began thrusting and circling her hips on David’s dick, trying to take in as much of him as she could. David matched her rhythm and pushed back against her.
It was almost as if they’d done this before.
“Camille…oh, fuck yeah…” he moaned. The fantasy of fucking his stepmom had finally come true.
“David…” Camille gasped, quickening her pace. She laid against him and they kissed. She wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders.
Camille kissed and fucked her stepson with everything she had as sweat rolled down her face, neck and back. Her cream covered his cock and dripped onto his balls. When her toes began flexing and curling uncontrollably, she knew another orgasm was coming soon.
Sara Young stood next to the bed and admired her handiwork. She’d succeeded in bring two people — stepson and stepmom — along for one of her “wild and crazy, sex-capades”.
She couldn’t have been more pleased.
After she’d watched and listened to them fuck, sweat and moan for several minutes she inserted herself back into the fun. Sara went to the foot of the bed and crawled up between their thighs. She spread Camille’s ass and began applying her tongue. She was delighted when Camille shuddered and moaned in reaction. She then massaged David’s balls, drawing an equally satisfying reaction from him.
“Keep goin’, y’all…!” Sara encouraged. “Don’t mind me…”
She kept at them, alternating between David’s balls and Camille’s asshole. Camille was the first to succumb — her hips stopped thrusting and her muscled tightened.
Sara grinned, wet her middle-finger and inserted it completely into Camille’s tight asshole.
“Oh fuck…!” Camille cried out as her entire body went into spasms. Sara withdrew her finger and watched as she squirted all over David’s cock.
David continued to fuck his stepmom, thrusting his hips up into her. Camille simply “went along for the ride”.
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