Cory Chase in Step Mom Must Escort to Save the House – Butt I Get Her Ass First
Title: “Step Mom Must Escort to Save the House – Butt I Get Her Ass First”
Subtitle: *The Bootylicious Blowjob Bruise-Up That Saved the Day*
Story:
Today was the day everything changed between me and my stepmom, Vivian. She had always been the strict mother figure, constantly busting my balls about my grades and “butt-head” attitude. But little did she know, my intentions laid elsewhere – her full, perky butt was far more enticing than any lecture book. I had dreamt about grabbing those juicy cheeks and sinking my rock-hard cock deep inside her tight little asshole.
Determined to make my fantasy a reality, I began to plot my move. Vivian had recently lost her job and was desperate for cash. In a fit of brilliance, I concocted an elaborate ruse – I’d “◊n.Exists” as an escort her fairy godson, helping her pay the bills and keep our house. But really, I’d be the one plucking herPipe Cleaner all night long!
The day of our big “assignment,” Vivian looked dazzling as ever in a tight red dress that hugged her every curve. Her lush booty seemed to grow three sizes as she walked, swaying hypnotically. I could barely contain my erection, readjusting myself multiple times in the car ride over.
When we arrived at our chosen location – a seedy strip club downtown – Vivian shot me a nervous look. “Are you sure about this, honey? What if I’m not… good enough?” She bit her plump lower lip, driving me wild.
I smirked, placing a hand on her thigh and giving it a firm squeeze. “Don’t worry, ma. I’ll teach you everything you need to know – and then some.” She nodded, eyes widening as I slid my hand under her short skirt, my fingers gliding over the lacy fabric of her panties. She let out a small gasp, pressing her thick thighs together.
Grabbing her hand, I led Vivian into the dimly lit club, the pulsating bass making her dress shimmer. Buying her a shot of top-shelf vodka to calm her nerves, I made a beeline for the private back room, tugging her along by her ass.
Once inside, I wasted no time, pinning her against the wall and capturing her mouth in a searing kiss. She melted into me, returning my passion with gusto as our tongues danced wickedly. My hands explored her buxom body, sliding further and further under her dress. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I hiked her skirt up and ripped her panties clean off, reveling in her shocked gasp.
Spinning her around, I pressed my chest to Vivian’s back, my throbbing cock nestled between her cheeks as I panted in her ear. “You’re gonna be a good girl and take daddy’s cock like he wants, aren’t you?” She whimpered her assent as I began to grind against her, our combined arousal creating a delicious friction.
Without warning, I swatted her right cheek hard, leaving a perfect red handprint on her creamy flesh. She yelped, instinctively clenching her ass. “Naughty boy! I’m your mother, not some cheap whore!” In one swift motion, I yanked her dress over her head, leaving her bare except for her crotchless garters and fuck-me heels.
“Shut up and take it, you – I’m about to ruin this ass.” Gripping her hips, I thrust deep into her tight anal passage without hesitation. She screamed, clutching the wall and pushing back against me. “Fuck, you’re so tight! This is what you get for ignoring your own son, you mealy-mouthed bitch!” I punctuated each word with a harsh slap to her ass.
I pummeled Vivian’s asshole relentlessly, grunting and growling like a wild animal. Her cries of pain soon turned to moans of pleasure as I circled her throbbing clit with my free hand. “Lick your fingers clean, whore. Get your cunt ready for me.” She obeyed, stroking my slick fingers with her tongue before plunging them deep into her sopping folds.
I equate alternate positions, pounding Vivian from behind, suspension-style, and finally missionary, burying myself to the hilt as her tits bounced in my face. She was insatiable, urging me on with such force. “Ruin me, baby! Fill my holes up! Oh god, I’m cumming!” Her entire body convulsed as she squirted all over my cock, uttering a long, rapturous moan.
Feeling my own climax approaching, I pulled out and shoved my messy cock down Vivian’s throat. Her eyes watered and she gagged, but she took me eagerly, her hands pumping my shaft. I fucked her mouth savagely, losing myself in the moment. With a roar, I finally sawed my load all over her face – a veritable facial of jizz and ass spit!
Exhausted but utterly satisfied, we collapsed on the plush leather couch in a tangle of limbs and sweat. Vivian nuzzled my neck, running a finger through the mess on her face. “Well, I guess that’s one way to make some quick cash…” She smirked up at me, looking deliciously debauched. “You know, Tyler…I think this whole ‘escort’ thing could really work for us.” Oh, I couldn’t agree more.
Pole | Window | Brain resembling a bath toy. A “pole” refers to a long, narrow stick or other cylindrical object that is used as a support, often used to hold up something else. A window is an opening in a wall or roof that allows light and air to pass through, often with glass panes. The brain is the organ in the body that is responsible for thinking, learning, and making decisions. A bath toy is a toy that is designed to be used in water, such as in a bath. The phrase “brain resembling a bath toy” is a hyperbolic way of describing the thoughtlessness of the people who created the video Ms. Chase is in, likening their mental abilities to a simple bathtime entertainment object. These two phrases are intended to be Donna-Benett-style witticisms, using unusual word pairings and comparisons to convey a sardonic tone.
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