Teasing and Naughty Stepmom Pt. 04

PART 4 – OF 5

Characters:

I, Steve, 18 years old

My Dad’s soon-to-be-wife, Irene, 43 years old

In the first part, Miss Irene had poor Steve jerk off in front of her as she played with her huge silicone tits.

In part two Miss Irene’s lesson intensified and turned into a cock-craving MILF, and she signed up to do webcam shows. In the third part, FUCKMEHARD39 did her first webcam show, the teaching of her young stepson continued, getting more and more adventurous, like giving him a blowjob having him shave her pussy.

In this part – it’s time for young Steve’s final exam. Will he pass?

The series is about a dirty, seductive stepmom and her teaching her 18-year-old “stepson” how to treat older women. These series are completely unrelated to my other stories or series.

For you who are new to my stories, I am Swedish myself so English is not my native tongue, so bear with me on grammatical issues or misspellings. Focus on the big picture instead.

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Part 4 – Time for the final exam.

I thought long and hard about this, was I going to fuck him like vanilla? Like in the bed? Or shower sex? On the couch in the living room, in the car? I didn’t want him to not know when it was time, like to give him a heads up, no I wanted it to look spontaneous. Was I going to be in charge, telling him what to do, or let him dominate me again, like with the blowjob? Fuck, so many questions, so many options, for ONE final exam. Finally, Steve was going to be a Mother-Fucker. A MILF-fucker.

During my next online shows, I came over and over again, squirted so badly, the poor chair in Aaron’s office had started to become discolored by all my juices. I wonder if Aaron had noticed, probably not.

I picked a Saturday, our day, when I knew we had time, and a scenario that always wanted, to be fucked hard in the kitchen.

“Soooooon? Can you come into the kitchen and help Mommy out, please?”

I loved to say that, Mommy, it sounded so bad, well, with Steve. When I called that to my children all those years ago, it was not yet associated with sucking cock, swallowing sperm, or fuck in the kitchen.

“What is it, Mom?”

“I can’t reach the flour and I really want to make us some cupcakes. Don’t you want your Mommy to bake you some yummy mummy cakes, son?”

“Oh, yes Mom, I’ll be right there! Just let me grab my camera, I want to take pictures of it for my collection.”

“Ohhhhh, great idea son!”

Steve had been starting to take provocative pictures of me, no nudes or anything, just sexy poses, looking up my skirt, down my cleavage, with me bending over and showing him my panties, me holding my dirty panties, pretending to offer them to him. It was all very hot.

After a few seconds, he came into the kitchen with his new camera, and immediately saw me in the far corner, reaching up for the elusive bag of flour. I’d carefully picked out the perfect outfit, that definitely would get his attention. My short white diaphanous gown didn’t quite cover my round ass, so he could clearly see the bottom of my cheeks, but he probably couldn’t tell if I was wearing anything underneath.

I wasn’t. My large, hard tits wobbled as I “struggled” to reach the flour. I couldn’t see it, but I knew that his cock was instantly hard and almost poked out of his boxers!

“Oh wow, Mom that flour is really high up there. We’ll have to try this together if we’re going to reach it!”

“Ok son, you know best. How should we do this?”

“You stand up against the counter and reach up, and I’ll stand behind you and reach over you. Two is better than one, I think.”

“Ok son, sounds simple enough. So I should just lean up like this?”

“Yea Mom, go ahead and bend over a bit and I’ll lean over you. That way we’ll… uhhhh… be able to reach the flour. First, let me get a picture, I want to document the whole process!”

I bent over the counter slightly and started reaching up for the flour.

-=Snap=-

Steve took a picture of me, bending over the counter in my short, slutty nightie with my legs shoulder-width apart. His cock was probably rock-hard by now… I looked over my shoulder and gave him my most innocent smile.

“I’m going to put the camera down on the table here Mom, and set it to take pictures every 30 seconds automatically. That way, I can help you AND document us making yummy cream-covered cupcakes!”

“Oh great thinking son! You’re so smart.”

I played the nice, innocent Mommy, not the brightest, a bit of an innocent airhead, I wanted him to feel like the man. If it was the reign tactic? I don’t know, I’m just a slutty MILF.

Steve walked up behind me, with the front of my waist pressed up against the counter and my round, Mommy-ass pressed into him and started half-heartedly reaching above me while rubbing his hard cock in between my legs. The reason why he was between my legs was because I was standing on my toes.

Yes, I was right, he was rock hard, and his boner was completely poking out of his boxers and was at full mast, right between my thighs. I loved how it poked and rubbed against my pussy lips, my drenched pussylips…

“Are you close son!? I feel like this is almost working.”

“I’m getting close but I can’t get as near to the cabinet as I… mmmm… need to. Hmmmm…. maybe…maybe if you bent a little more I uhhhh, I could reach over you higher!”

“Great idea son! Let me just spread my legs a little bit and bend some more for you so you can reach the flour. Mmmmmm, I can taste those creamy cupcakes now.”

Steve pulled back from me as I spread my legs, and I noticed in the reflection from the window that he pulled down his boxers. The time had come. His graduation was almost complete.

-=Snap=-

The camera flashed from several feet away as he felt my pussy graze against his rock-hard dick.

I spread my legs and bent at the knees just a bit, my large boobs almost rested on the counter, and they wobbled as I slowly bent to give him more room. His cum stick was now rubbing back and forth on my pussy as he continued to reach over me.

“Ohhhh I’m so close Mom. I can taste those gooey cakes now too!”

Suddenly, his fat cock-head, oozing with precum, slid up and down my drenched lips

-=Snap=-

“Mmmm yea keep trying, Mommy can tell you’re close to reaching the flour! I’m so glad we’re getting all these great pictures, that way we’ll remember how we did this!”

“Ohhhh yea Mommy, so close.” His cock head rested in my pussy as he continued to reach over me.

I counted the seconds, every 30 seconds, he had said, and on the second, I turned towards the camera and smiled. It was one of those “Who? Me?” smiles, almost like a smirk but still innocent.

-=Snap=-

This was so hot, I was smiling at the camera as it captured his cock head resting just inside my oozing pussy. The hair covering my pussy was probably glistening with cum, from my earlier date with my vibrator, in the planning stage. A small strand dangled down from my bush.

Come on Steve, in order to pass you actually have to fuck me… Not just nest that fat cock inside men but take me hard, fuck me like the MILF-slut I am.

“Mom, maybe your gown is getting in the way of you reaching! We’re so close.”

“You’re right honey, I bet that’s the missing link! Let me take it off and then we’ll have those gooey cakes in no time.”

I stood up and slowly pulled my nightie over my head, his cock-head now out of my pussy and resting between my round ass cheeks.

I could just imagine what he thought when he saw what I was wearing under my plain nightie. I was wearing the sluttiest strappy lingerie and garter! Thin white strings held up a frilly white piece of cloth that stretched over my tits. A matching white lacy garter was resting around my waist and on top of my round ass cheeks, connected by the garter straps.

He could see the sides of my big round tits from the sides as they slowly bobbled from removing my gown. It was clear that the top of my lingerie did a poor job of concealing my large, jiggling tits. His hard cock lurched between my butt as I giggled innocently while feebly reaching for the flour.

My big, tits swayed as we both pretended to reach up, and after a few seconds, I looked back at him and made a sexy frown, a bit disappointed that he still haven’t fucked me. Was he scared? I never gave him permission. But this was the final exam, he had to take control now, MILF’s like that, a man that knows what he wants, and takes what is his.

His long, rigid cock was pressed vertically up between my slightly spread ass cheeks. Precum dripped off his cock, down onto my lower back, and in between my ass.

-=Snap=-

Holy shit, these pictures were going to be amazing. I snapped out of my disappointed mode and realized how sexy these pictures were going dot be. Me, playing innocent while Steve dripped cum onto my round Mommy-ass in my lacy fuck-me-hard-lingerie.

“I’ve got an idea, Mom! I still can’t get close enough to the counter, so how about you turn around and face me, and jump up on the counter? Then, I’ll stand between your legs and reach up, and hand the flour down to you!”

“Between that and having my gown off, we’re golden son! I can’t wait to have all that gooey frosting dripping down my mouth after we eat these cupcakes!”

“Ok turn around and spread your legs open, and I’ll get between.”

Finally, I think he got the point and was now ready for his final exam.

I turned to face him, jumped up on the counter, and spread my legs. My large boobs bounced and swayed under the inch-wide frilly top that just barely covered them, and my pussy begged to be drenched in cum. The strand of precum was still dangling from my bush.

Steve inched forward with his hard cock glistening.

-=Snap=-

The camera grabbed a picture of his cock just an inch from my slick pussy, a pussy, he had shaved once.

He kept pretending to reach up a few times as the tip of his cock grazed against my pussy again. On his last attempt, he stayed on his toes and left his thick cock-head resting just on the outside of my staving pussy lips, completely drenched in my juices.

I decided to help him a little on the way, I jumped up a little and his cock slid into my wet pussy as he stood in front of me! I pretended to be shocked.