Egyptian Cuckold Wife Sexually Educates Virgin Stepson With Her Tantaly Doll
The tantalizing scent of incense wafted through the air as Fatin reclined on the plush sofa, her silken robes caressing her olive skin. Her husband einstien, a nerdy bespectacled man, busied himself setting up the tripod and camera, his eyes darting nervously between his young wife and their guest. Their 18-year old stepson, Khaled, fidgeted anxiously, his eyes wide as he took in the alluring sight of Fatin’s ample cleavage peeking out from her partially unbuttoned top.
Fatin smiled seductively at the young man, patting the space beside her on the couch. “Come, Khaled, sit with me. Let me introduce you to my new friend, Natasha.” Khaled gulped audibly and approached hesitantly, taking a seat as Fatin reached for a large, well-worn box.
With a slow, deliberate motion, she lifted the lid, revealing a pristine white doll, its smooth plastic skin glistening under the dim, erotic lighting. Khaled’s eyes widened further, a blush spreading across his cheeks as he realized the implications. This wasn’t just any doll – it was a realistic sex doll, one meant for adult use.
“Now, my darling step-son,” Fatin purred, her voice like honey, “I know you’ve never been with a woman before. I want to teach you everything there is to know about pleasing a woman, about making love.” Khaled’s mouth went dry, his heart racing as he took in the intoxicating scene before him.
Fatin stood gracefully and disrobed with tantalizing slowness, her heavy breasts spilling free as she tugged her top over her head. Khaled’s eyes bulged as he took in the sight of her ample bosom, his gaze trailing lower to the narrow strip of dark curls at the juncture of her thick, rounded thighs. She knelt before him and undid his pants with deft fingers, freeing his half-hard cock.
“See, sweet Khaled,” she whispered, her hot breath ghosting over his eager flesh, “this is what a woman does when a man pleases her. But first…” She turned to the doll, now beginning to undress it slowly, revealing acres of smooth, tanned skin, full, round breasts and a neatly trimmed patch of golden curls. Khaled groaned softly when Fatin lifted the doll’s legs and exposed the glistening pink slit between its thighs.
Fatin made a show of caressing the doll’s body, her fingers tracing along its supple form, skimming over stiff, plastic nipples and delving between its thighs. Khaled watched, enraptured, as Fatin lowered her head to the doll’s sex, her tongue appearing to lap at the plastic folds as if sampling an exquisite delicacy. His cock was stone-hard now, throbbing with need beneath Fatin’s stroking hand.
“Now it’s your turn, darling,” Fatin purred, guiding Khaled to position his rigid member at the doll’s slick entrance. “But remember, even a doll deserves foreplay.” She watched, mesmerized, as Khaled began to pump his hips, sliding into the tight, synthetic passage with a low groan of pleasure.
Fatin’s hand crept between her own legs, her fingers delving into her soaked folds as she watched Khaled’s virgin cock glide in and out of the doll’s pussy. He picked up speed, his breath coming in short gasps as he chased his release, and Fatin felt her own climb building rapidly, her clit throbbing beneath her caressing fingers.
Just as Khaled let out a wordless cry of ecstasy, his cock jerking as he spilled his load deep inside the doll, Fatin too shuddered and came hard, her pussy clenching around her plunging fingers as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.
As Khaled collapsed back against the couch, his release spent, Fatin smiled, her eyes heavy with satisfaction. “Well done, my sweet boy,” she purred, pressing a tender kiss to his cheek. “I think you’re ready for the real thing now.”
Turning to einstein, who had watched the entire scene with his own hardness straining against his pants, Fatin crooked a finger beckoning him forward. “Come, husband,” she said, a wicked gleam in her eyes. “Your turn to watch as I give our boy an anatomy lesson.”
