Petite Milf Christy Love Pulls Her Yoga Pants Down And Tells Stepson To Breed

Christy Love was always a troublemaker, a petite MILF with a penchant for pushing boundaries, especially with her stepson. She lured him into her trap, one moment at a time, until she had him right where she wanted him.

It began innocently enough. Christy was in the living room, stretching out on her yoga mat, trying to loosen up her tight muscles. Her skimpy workout clothes left little to the imagination, her toned body on full display. She felt a pair of eyes boring into her from the doorway and glanced up to see her step-son, chub ready and cock- stiff, watching her with hunger.

Without skipping a beat, Christy turned over onto her back and peeled her yoga pants down, exposing her lacey panties. “Looks like someone needs to stretch out too,” she purred, shooting him a heated glance. “Why don’t you come join mommy?”

Her stepson gulped and shuffled forward, his huge package bouncing with each step. He settled down next to her, so close she could feel the heat radiating off him. Pretending not to notice, Christy reached out and grabbed his wrist.

In a flash, she pulled him down onto her, straddling his body, her silky panties rubbing against his straining erection. She leaned in close, her ample cleavage pushing against his chest. “I think I can help with your… tension,” she whispered hotly.

Without warning, Christy’s tongue slid out, licking a long stripe up her stepson’s neck. She purred at the taste of him, a mix of sweat and raw male musk. Her stepson shuddered beneath her, his cock jumping with need.

Grinning wickedly, Christy slid her mouth down his body, tracing patterns with her tongue as she went. She nipped lightly at his abs, his hips jerking under her touch. When she reached the waistband of his shorts, she hooked her fingers in and slowly tugged them down.

His massive cock sprang free, slapping wetly against his stomach. Christy’s eyes widened. The thing was huge, long and thick and already leaking pre-cum. She licked her lips hungrily. Unable to resist, she leaned in and dragged her tongue up the underside of his shaft, swirling it around the weeping head.

Her stepson groaned loudly, his fingers tangling in her hair. Christy just smirked around his flesh, swallowing him down to the root. She started bobbing her head, sucking him hard and fast, making obscene slurping noises.

Lost in the moment, his hips started thrusting up, fucking her face. Christy squeezed her thighs together, trying to ease the ache between her legs. Her body was screaming for attention, for relief. Sliding off his cock with a wet pop, she commanded, “Fuck me. Now.”

Her stepson didn’t need to be told twice. He flipped their positions, pushing Christy down onto the ground. He yanked her panties to the side and drove his huge cock into her waiting pussy with one powerful thrust.

Christy cried out, almost overwhelmed by the sudden stretch. He was so big, almost painfully so, but the burn felt so good. Her walls clenched down around his thickness, trying to suck him in deeper.

Principle and propriety be damned, all that mattered in that moment was sensation, pure and raw. Her stepson did just that, pounding into her with deep, powerful strokes. The wet slap of flesh on flesh echoed in the room along with their moans.

The tension built inside Christy, coiling tighter and tighter. Her stepson angled himself just right and nailed her g-spot dead on. Throwing her head back, she came with a scream, her pussy clamping down around him like a vice.

Her stepson followed right after, slamming in one last time before painting her insides white with his hot seed. They collapsed together on the floor, sweaty and sated, bodies heaving.

Christy couldn’t help but grin. She was so glad she’d decided to become a certified yoga instructor. Stretching had never felt so good.