The StepMom agrees: Fuck me, Fuck quickly, while no one sees

The StepMom Agrees: Fuck Me, Fuck Quickly, While No One Sees

Timmy’s stepmom, Natasha, was a knockout. A 38-year-old Russian MILF with curves that could make a priest sin, she stood 5’7″ with a figure any supermodel would kill for – an ample 38DD bust, wide childbearing hips, and an ass that filled out her sundresses deliciously. Wed to Timmy’s dad for 5 years now, Natasha brought a burst of sensuality and vitality into their home that the teenage boy could hardly believe.

Lately, as she warmed up the kitchen, Natasha would bend over extra long to retrieve something from the bottom shelf of the fridge – her huge tits nearly spilling out of her low-cut top, her ass jiggling right in front of Timmy as he sat at the kitchen table, trying to do his homework but distracted by her acadiosity. She’d caught him staring before, and simply smiled that sly Russian smile, curls of hair falling around her face.

One particularly hot summer evening, Timmy was working on his laptop in the hallway when Natasha emerged from her bedroom, fresh out of the shower. She was wrapped in a towel that stopped just short of exposing her full ass cheeks, water droplets glistening on her tanned, toned thighs. Timmy’s cock immediately jumped to attention in his shorts as she walked by, noticing him but not acknowledging, headed to the kitchen to make tea.

It was too much. Timmy ducked into the bathroom, closing the door, the frequent pacing of his teenage hormones bringing him to the edge in moments, stroking himself to thoughts of Natasha’s body writhing under his. But before he could finish, he heard her voice from the kitchen, calling him, “Timmy! Come get some tea with your stepmama!”

He tucked himself away and emerged, praying she wouldn’t notice the bulge, sliding into a chair at the kitchen table while she poured two glasses of steaming tea over generous ice cubes. She wore nothing but a white silk negligee now, her hard nipples clearly visible through the thin fabric as she leaned over to hand him the glass, giving him a perfect view straight down to the valley of her cleavage.

“It’s so hot, no? I need some… how you say… eye candy… to cool me down.” She winked, motioning with her eyes at him. Timmy’s cock throbbed, twitching visibly in his shorts as she settled into the chair across the table.

Natasha, again reading his body language, took a deep breath and leaned forward, even more exposed, making no secret of ogling the tent forming in his pants. Their eyes met, and the air between them crackled with tension. She didn’t look away but sipped her tea, her tongue darting out to lick a drop of sweat off her upper lip.

“Hmmm…Looks like someone is getting excited, da? Your stepmama needs what is under there, you know.” Her hand slid up her thigh, slipping under the hem of her negligee and stroking upward. “Such a big boy…come take care of me before your little girlfriend texts you later, okay?”

Timmy was aching, pent up, and with a word from her, he sprang into action. He knelt between her legs, pushing the silk up around her waist, exposing her dripping pussy. She laid back in the chair and spread her legs, hooking one heel over the kitchen chair back. “Fuck, mom, I want you so bad,” he said roughly, his youthful stamina obvious as he entered her in one swift thrust, making her gasp.

Her body yielded eagerly, slick and hot as he began to pump into her. The chair creaked under their movement as Natasha wrapped her legs around his waist, heels urging him deeper, her hands clawing at his back.

“Yes, yes, fuck me! I need your young cock!” Her cries were urgent as he picked up the pace, his hands gripping her ass, squeezing. The headboard of the chair banged against the wall in counterpoint to his quick, hard thrusts.

Natasha grabbed his hair and yanked him down to her chest, wrapping his jaw in her cleavage as he motorboated her big breasts. Her fingers tangled in his hair, rubbing his face between her tits as they fucked. “Oh God, fuck me like that!” she urged, undulating under him like a cat in heat.

Their bodies slapped together, her wetness flooding over his cock as he persistently pounded into her, chasing his release. As he got close he pulled back, admiring her attorney currents of her womanly curves, so different from those of the girls at school. “Come in me,” she commanded bars, her smoky blue eyes holding his, “I want to feel every drop of your cum in my pussy.”

Timmy was lost, pounding into her tight cunt like a piston, sweat dripping down his chest and back as he felt the familiar pressure building. “I’m gonna cum, gonna, fuck!” he grunted, wonderfully harder and deeper as his balls drew up.

Natasha threw her head back and wailed as he hit her g-spot, her hands scrabbling at his ass encouraging him on. “Yes, baby, fuck! Fill me!” she sobbed, convulsing around him.

With a roar, Timmy let go, pumping spurt after sculdling spurt of semen into her rippling channel as she rode the waves of her climax. He collapsed on top of her, both of them throbbing and pulsing as they caught their breath, her legs still locked around him.

After a moment, she kissed him, wet and deep, before untangling herself and straightening her dress. His cum leaked down her thigh. “Get yourself cleaned up before your father gets home,” she ordered gently, “and remember what we did.”

With a final wink, she sauntered off to her bedroom, leaving Timmy weak-kneed and dazed in the kitchen. What an incredible summer this was shaping up to be!