Giving his stepmom a mother’s day gift – Brazzers

It was Mother’s Day, a day to celebrate the wonderful women who raised us. But for 20-year-old Brad, this Mother’s Day was going to be extra special, and extra naughty. His fantasies were about to become a reality, with none other than his own stepmother as his co-star.

The day started like any other in the Jones household. Brad was lounging on the couch, flicking through TV channels, when his stepmother, the stunning 38-year-old Barbara, walked in wearing nothing but a silky red robe. Her long, blonde hair cascaded down her back, and her perfect big fake tits strained against the flimsy fabric. Brad couldn’t help but stare at the way the robe clung to every curve of her voluptuous body.

“Morning, sweetheart,” Barbara purred, her blue eyes twinkling with mischief. “Did you have anything special planned for your old stepmom today?”

Brad shifted uncomfortably, his sweatpants doing little to hide his growing erection. “I, uh, I got you a gift,” he managed to stammer out. “It’s in my room.”

Barbara’s full, glossy lips curled into a sensual smile. “Show me,” she said, sauntering towards him.

Brad scrambled off the couch, leading the way to his bedroom. As they entered, he handed her a small, wrapped box. Barbara opened it, her eyes widening as she revealed a red satin thong, barely larger than a postage stamp.

“Oh, Brad,” she gasped, feigning shock. “This is so bold! You shouldn’t be giving your stepmother such naughty gifts.”

Brad swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. “I… I thought you might like it,” he said, his voice cracking with nervous anticipation.

Barbara set the box down and untied her robe, letting it fall open to reveal her spectacular body. “I think your gift deserves a special thank you,” she said, reaching out to stroke Brad’s cheek.

Brad’s breath caught in his throat as Barbara’s delicate fingers traced down his neck, to his chest, teasingly circling his nipple through his t-shirt. He couldn’t believe this was really happening. His biggest fantasy, starring his paragon of sexiness stepmother, was coming true.

Barbara sank to her knees, unzipping Brad’s sweatpants and pulling out his rock-hard cock. She wrapped her plump lips around his shaft, expertly sucking and licking the length of him. Brad groaned, tangling his fingers in Barbara’s silky blonde hair as she worked his throbbing dick with her skilled mouth.

After several minutes of exquisite oral pleasure, Barbara stood up and pushed Brad down onto the bed. She straddled him, rubbing her dripping wet pussy along the length of his cock. “Fuck me, Brad,” she purred, sliding down onto him. “Give your stepmother the Mother’s Day fuck of her life.”

Brad grabbed Barbara’s lush ass, guiding her as she rode him hard and fast. Her big fake tits bounced enticingly with each movement, and Brad couldn’t resist reaching up to fondle them. Barbara moaned, her pussy clenching around his cock as he pinched and rolled her stiff nipples.

Just as Brad felt himself getting close to cumming, Barbara lifted herself off him and lay back on the bed, spreading her legs wide. “Fuck me like the dirty little slut I am,” she begged. “Pound my cunt and fill me with your hot cum.”

Brad was only too happy to oblige. He got on top of Barbara, slamming his cock deep inside her with a grunt. He set a brutal pace, the bed creaking beneath them as he thrust into her wildly. Barbara cried out, her pussy spasming around his dick as she came hard.

With a final, powerful stroke, Brad buried himself inside Barbara, his cock pulsing as he shot his thick, white load into her willing cunt. They collapsed together on the bed, panting and sweaty, basking in the aftermath of their forbidden tryst.

Barbara turned to face Brad, brushing a strand of hair out of his eyes. “That was amazing,” she said softly. “Thank you for my most enjoyable Mother’s Day yet.”

Brad grinned, pulling her close. “Anything for you, Ma. Anything.”

As they lay in each other’s arms, Brad knew this was just the beginning. His naughty,alse, twisted stepmother would be his personal mother’s day gift, over and over again.

He chuckled to himself, already imagining what other dirty presents he could give her next year.