Blonde StepMom Shows Her Body to her Stepson

The sun had barely begun to peek through the curtains when Jake stirred from his slumber. As he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, there she was – his hot stepmom, Cindy, sauntering into the bedroom in nothing but a sheer robe. The straps hung loosely off her shoulders, teasing him with a peek at her ample cleavage. This wasn’t exactly a new occurrence, but today, instead of retreating back to her room, Cindy pulled up a chair right next to Jake’s bed.

“Good morning, sweetie,” she purred, her voice dripping with honey. “Did you sleep well?”

Jake, now fully alert and acutely aware of his stepmom’s near-naked form, swallowed hard and managed a nod. “Ye-yeah, Mom, I did.”

A sly smile played on Cindy’s glossed lips. “Call me Cindy when we’re alone like this, remember?” She crossed her long legs, the silken robe riding up her supple thighs.

Jake felt a stirring in his pajama bottoms and prayed his morning wood wasn’t too obvious. “Sorry… Cindy,” he corrected himself, trying to keep his eyes on her face rather than her heaving chest.

His stepmom licked her lips, and Jake swore he could see down the front of her robe all the way to her navel. “Something’s different about you today.” Her eyes flicked down to the lump now straining against his sheets before meeting his again. “You seem a little… excited.”

“N-no, it’s not,” Jake stammered, but the bulge betrayed him. He wanted nothing more than for Cindy to reach over and pull the covers away.

Thankfully, she had no intention of letting Jake off the hook. In a fluid motion, Cindy shifted her chair closer, the scent of her perfume invading his senses. “Oh Jake, we both know that’s a lie,” she purred, reaching out to trail her manicured nails down his chest. “Why don’t you show Mommy what’s got you all tingly?”

Swallowing thickly, Jake lifted the sheet, unveiling the impressive tent in his boxers. Cindy drew in a breath, words momentarily lost to her.

“Is this because of me? I haven’t been a bad stepmommy, have I?” Cindy clucked her tongue, feigning disappointment, but her eyes glittered with mischief. “Let me take a look…”

Slowly, torturously slowly, she inched the waistband of Jake’s boxers down, wrapping her fingers around his stiffening cock and giving him a teasing pump. “Oh my…”

Cindy leaned in close, her pert nipples scratching through the fabric of her robe, and wrapped her plump lips around his swollen head. Jake threw his head back and moaned, tangling his fingers in all that blonde hair. This was no dream, no fantasy – his stepmom was blowing him like her life depended on it.

Her tongue swirled around his sensitive tip before she took him deeper, inch by throbbing inch. Jake couldn’t help but buck his hips, forcing himself to the back of Cindy’s eager throat. She choked around him but didn’t pull away, gripping his shaft and pumping him in time with her increasingly sloppy slurps.

“F-fuck, Cindy…” Jake panted, his eyes squeezed shut as his balls tightened.

Cindy released him with a obscene pop, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his weeping cock. “What’s the matter big boy? You gonna cum already?” She stroked him slower, more deliberately, toying with him.

In a flash, Jake had his stepmom pinned beneath him on the bed, her robe fully open and her tits bouncing freely. “I’m gonna fuck you ’til you can’t walk straight,” he growled, notching his cock against her dripping slit and driving in balls-deep.

Cindy threw her head back and screamed his name, nails clawing at his back as he pounded into her. The bed shook with each deep thrust, the headboard slamming against the wall in a staccato rhythm. Jake drew one of Cindy’s nipples into his mouth and sucked hard, grappling her tits like he was trying to wring milk from them.

Cindy’s pussy clenched around him as she came with a wail, clear fluids gushing out around his pistoning cock. Jake didn’t slow his pace, fucking her through her climax and building another one right on its heels. When her second orgasm ripped through her, her eyes rolling back, he finally let himself erupt, painting her contracting walls with thick ropes of cum.

They collapsed together in a sweaty, panting heap. Jake shoved his softening cock back into his boxers and made for the door.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Cindy called sleepily, stretching languidly. Her robe fell open completely. “There’s no school today…”