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Confessions of a Nymphomaniac step-mom — part 6

Jason’s dad is going away for a week, leaving only the two of us at home

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A few days later Jason’s dad informed me that he will go away for a week on a business trip. We were going to spend the whole week alone without interruptions.

I was thrilled because I wanted to explore Jason sexually like never before. I knew he was going to love it too.

On the second day of his absence, I woke up early and dressed in my sexiest lingerie. I slipped on my black lace bra and matching thong panties, and tied a silk robe loosely around my waist. It barely covered my breasts and ass cheeks, leaving my pussy and inner thighs bare. I walked downstairs wearing nothing but high heels and my hair piled atop my head in a messy bun.

Jason came downstairs a few minutes later and saw me sitting at the kitchen table enjoying my cup of coffee.

“Wow!” he exclaimed, staring at my exposed body with wide eyes. “What are you doing here?”

“Just enjoying my morning cup of joe,” I smiled.

“It looks like you’ve enjoyed yourself quite a bit more than drinking a cup of Joe,” he remarked. “Are you trying to seduce me?”

“Lil’ ol’ me?” I giggled. “Why would I ever need to try?”

“Because you look gorgeous, ‘Mom’,” he replied.

I leaned forward and kissed him passionately. Our tongues danced across each other’s mouths. I grabbed his crotch and squeezed his bulge through his pants.

“Can I see you now?” I whispered hotly into his ear.

“If that’s what you want,” he nodded, looking nervously at me.

I stood up from the chair and walked towards him, swaying my hips suggestively.

“Come here,” I commanded him, extending my arms to hug him.

He stepped close to me, wrapping his large muscular arm around me, and burying his nose in my neck. I reached up to kiss him again, pushing my tongue past his lips and licking his teeth. Then I turned my back to him, and I leaned forward on the kitchen counter.

“Kneel,” I demanded.

Jason knelt behind me and pulled down my silk robe to reveal my bare bottom.

“Lick my asshole,” I ordered him, spreading my cheeks apart so that he can reach it easily.

He positioned himself between my parted thighs and pressed his face into the crack of my ass. The heat of his breath warmed the bundled nerves in my backside, sending a shiver down my spine. His tongue darted out, wetting his lips with saliva. He slid his hands up along my waist, then reached around to grab my breasts. His tongue explored me from behind, his fingers played with my nipples until they strained against his palms. Then he took one into his mouth and suckled it until I could feel the electric shock of arousal running through my body into the tips of my breasts, ass, and groin.

His fingers found my pussy and pushed two digits into my soaked hole. I gasped as his tongue circled my anus, teasing me mercilessly. When his fingers penetrated deeper, I lost control. A long moan escaped my lips and I arched my back, thrusting my pelvis backward against his probing digit.

“Ohhhhhh fffuckkkk!!! Yes, yes, YESSSS!!”

Jason teased my asshole with his tongue, sending me wild with lustful desire. I whimpered and begged for more as he forced two fingers into my ass. He flicked them around inside of me, stretching out my tight hole. I told him to fuck my ass with his fingers, and he did so, twisting them in fast circles that sent shocks of pleasure coursing through my body.

“Faster,” I moaned.

He increased his speed, pounding my ass with his fingers. My insides clenched tightly around his invading digits. They became slick with my juices and I thought they might slip right out of me.

Suddenly, he withdrew his fingers from my ass. Before I could protest, he replaced them with his thick hard shaft. He plunged it straight into my ass with one swift motion, making me cry out with surprise and pain. However, soon my body adjusted to accommodate him, and I began to enjoy the sensation of being fucked in the rear end.

“Yes, oh God, yes…” I moaned softly, biting my lip.

Jason’s pace was slow at first, but gradually picked up until he was slamming his cock relentlessly into my ass. My hips rose rhythmically to meet his thrusts. The friction of his penis rubbing against my anal walls made me dizzy with delight. Every time he buried himself to the hilt, I felt a delicious jolt of electricity run up and down my spine.

Soon I was panting heavily, gasping for breath as the pleasure grew stronger by the moment. Jason sped up further, ramming his dick into my rectum over and over again.

“You’re gonna make me cum… Fuck! You’re such a dirty little slut!”

As he spoke, he gripped my buttocks firmly in his strong hands, pulling on them roughly, driving his cock harder into me. I screamed as I experienced my very first anal climax. Spasms wracked my body, shaking my bones as I came repeatedly. All I could do was cling desperately to the table and ride out the storm.

Finally, the spasm passed and I breathed heavily, exhausted. Jason remained kneeling between my legs, still pumping his cock in and out of my ass.

“That’s it,” I grunted. “Give me all of it, baby. Give me everything you have.”

My words encouraged him to increase his tempo, pounding my ass with renewed vigor. As I writhed beneath him, my muscles tightened and relaxed, allowing his stiff member to slide smoothly in and out of my asshole. Soon I felt him swell within my clenching depths and knew he was about to explode.

“Ahhh!! Here it comes!!”

He groaned loudly and slammed his throbbing dick deep into me. His entire length twitched and jerked violently as he released his seed into my bowels. I felt the warm liquid splatter inside of me and I cried out in ecstasy. He continued to pump his load into my ass, filling me completely until he finally finished emptying himself into me.

When he had come down from his orgasmic high, he collapsed next to me on the floor, breathing heavily.

“Wow,” he murmured, closing his eyes.

I patted him on the shoulder affectionately. “Good boy.”

“Was that good enough?” he asked, smiling weakly at me.

“Oh no,” I shook my head. “There’s plenty more where that came from.”