Outrageous Step MOM: Prepping the girlfriend
My god I thought my new step-son’s girlfriend Brittany was a hot little piece the moment I first saw her sauntering inside from the back French doors, obviously intent on sex with my, Billy.
It was her cute body shaped by designer grunge look faded ripped but cuffed denim cut off overalls, crotch defining, and her tits brazenly bra-less under a white singlet top and of course one shoulder strap hanging loose, as was the fashion, to really accentuate her perky breast. Natural blonde too the bitch and a slim hourglass, five foot five. Oh yeah and her sleek shaved legs and red painted toes in fashionable leather sandals. I wanted to suck her toes, well that was after I had sucked her prominent nipples and sucked off her hidden clit.
My step son was so lucky. I hoped for his sake and hers, he was buggering her peachy little arse deep and screwing the horniness out of her every day, because her butt was currently leaning over the kitchen bench, and I was eyeing it from behind , as I was getting her a juice from the fridge. Billy I told her was on his way home from footy practice.
I put the bottle of juice on the bench next to her. I caught her musky perfume. Oh Billy Boy was getting it alright. Now I’m a woman who always gets what she wants from sex and I knew I shouldn’t grab a handful of an eighteen year old college lasses arse, but it happened, and here was my excuse, Brit’s arse was begging for it. It was angled out, it was curved for action, and it would have been a shame to deny myself the pleasure or this arse the happy satisfaction of touch.
The young blonde didn’t stand a chance from my experienced approach. My hand was under the back of her denim cuff and grabbing soft butt flesh, plenty of it, god her knickers if she had any on, were brief and at the same time my other hand held the back of her head, shaping her face towards mine, fully in the intimate zone, and my tongue was in her mouth and her mouth was so receptive. Oh there was the momentary mental surge of struggle, a slight movement back of her head, as complex as the golden bough’s resistance yet give under Aeneas’ hand; Brittany knew this was wrong, but it was heavenly too quickly. Hesitation, the rational restraint was lost in physical heat. Britt’s mouth was immediately a lush trap of accepting passion. My finger rimming her arsehole. My other hand under her bra-less singlet enjoying her fleshy softness and her nipple hardness.
Brit was a slut. Billy had picked her well. Her hands were quick enough to enjoy grabbing my still decent arse under my thin dress. I unhooked her remaining denim strap and her top flopped down to her waist. Her singlet yanked off over her head and her tits, my step-sons girlfriends boobs were all mine. Oh she was a bitch, she didn’t care that it was a milf exploring her chest muffins. Her young body craved attention and boy was it getting it, full experienced expressive hands and smothering tongue work. I sensuously lifted her twin perky mounts, pushed them together, leisurely spread them and nibbled on her pink teats. Oh she really liked that part.
She even liked the next part more. I swiftly unzipped my own dress, letting it fall to my waist. The little a****l lifted my still shapely recently enhanced tits over my bra cups, my melons then were jiggling and jouncing into her gravity defying boobs. It was the nipple to nipple contact that had me and her in overdrive. All the minx could do was moan at the new pleasure experience.
I bent her lithe body right over the bench. Oh she knew what was going to happen next. Her arse was on the line and it gave the cutest wriggle of anticipation, as I dropped her denim overalls and peeled the tramps black thong down and burrowed my tongue into her tight adorable petite pink pucker. I sullied her arsehole as it needed. I spread her cheeks, her inward sensitive rill lines guiding my tongue straight into her depths. Oh she got a rimming to remember. She gasped as I gawped her and spat generously into her gaped space. The tartlette nicely anally besmirched.
Her spread arse was simmering for action like the rim of a volcano, her delectable runnels of pleated indented flesh wanting to close like a mimosa, when stroked, but popping open again as my fingers probed and prodded her inner pink glory.
The cooing timbre of moans found a coarse groan of absolute happiness as I brought her clit and pussy hole wetness into the fuller arsehole attention. I was licking everywhere Britt needed it; from her anus to her hard clitty. She was pressing her arse and thighs back into my face and tongue in delight when suddenly I got the surprise of my forty-four years.
“Oh shit” I went as my panties were dropped by firm big hands and a face was under my dress licking my arse while I licked out Britt.
It was my step-son the sleazy prick. I knew he was a randy opportunist, but to take his step-mom unannounced. Then hey I thought I deserved it. I was angling for his cock myself.
‘Thanks mom “he said between delicate sweeping licks, geez he was good, “thanks for prepping Britt”
Britt the wanton didn’t care; she appeared to like both female and male touch.
Billy Boy was a natural where it counted. He was licking my grundle, between my vag and anus, then the cunning prick was using his two day growth on his chin to nuzzle and run across my so sensitive perineum skin, I had the pre gasm quivers as he stretched my softness out like a drum skin with his raspy whiskers. I did a similar thing to Britt, raking my long nail across her perineum, her thighs got the wobbles, and yeah I knew it was good.
Two over aroused women, age didn’t matter here; we launched a dual needy assault on cock. Billy was hard and big when his pecker was released from his dropped pants. Britt the trollop when straight into action sucking cock. I was happy to lick his ball bag. The trampette surprised me as she shared her trophy, allowing us both to lick up his shaft from the sides and take turns sucking off his knob. Oh we were two peas from the same pod when it came to cock.
Billy knew what his Britt needed next and lifted her onto the kitchen bench and spread her legs. There is the phrase eating out, yes he was eating her out, but he was really eating her out. She had the pussy for it, the flappy sweet fleshy parcels that are easy to suck out from a body, drawn out by lips, her vag-lips so elastic, springy and glistening open against perfect smooth shaved skin.
If Billy thought he having this entire trollop alone he was mistaken, there was space enough between her legs for two. My tongue meandered about licking her arse while Billy singled out her clearly erect clitty. I savoured her moisture inside her pussy while Billy fingered her back crack. Her arse, pussy and clit turned into a three course banquet by the two of us. A sexual smorgasbord of smut and lust. It got really dirty as he teased out one flap with his lips, while I stretched out her other flapette even further with my lips. Then I had my tongue delving into her sweet luscious cunt, prepping it for cock.
Then I watched as Britt’s legs were spread wide and high by me so I could see the pleasure on her face with the first cock thrust as Billy gave it to her deep and dirty. I watched her bliss grow as I fondled his nut sack. I saw her happiness escalate with each powerful thrust, her absolute delight as my fingers massaged around her swollen clit-hood. Her sheer bodily glee as the tempo of pounding, plunging pecker got deeper and faster and her wetness increased and the lube of her sex hole drove Billy to jag and tug his cock in and out of her.
But the bitch needed more, I knew, because I had prepped her arse. I guided my step-son’s cock out of her sopping love nest and eased it to play around her butt ring. His big knob pressing against her sensitive gaped rawy tissue. Then his cock head was burrowed into her giving arse. Her rear crack skin stretched around his throbbing, thrusting, tunnelling pecker. He was groaning. She was moaning.
Oh it was a pretty sight seeing cock boring snugly in tight happiness. Her arse muscles working with the filling stiffness in her. My fingers driving her clit to orgasm. Of course she ‘came’. Effusive, flushed and loud.
Billy was going to cream off in her but I bent over the bench and urged him to take my arse.
He didn’t need to hear anymore. I think he secretly had the hots to try out at least one older woman, and here was the woman.
He stabbed into me like he wanted me to remember his cock forever. Hard, fast and filthy. My arse expanding to the perfect relaxed acceptance. Experienced anal diva here. But it was Britt who again surprised me by sucking off my tits while my arse was mugged and really assailed by young randy cock enjoying itself in a seasoned milf’s back passage.
Well I felt great. Billy, the filthy young bastard, splashed his jizz over my arse cheeks and the bitch Britt licked it up.
The experiences between the three of us on the sex pendulum of a life time were previously very wide but in the shared intensity of the kitchen, we were all now privy and party to the secretly sexually debauched and happy to be so.
Of course next; we headed to the shower; together.