Stepmother Goddess III - Pent up - Sex Stories

Stepmother Goddess III - Pent up

... needed another dose of love from Mommy." She kissed me again and again while I felt her hand slowly pumping my hard on, her touch light and enticing. "Are you ready for Momma to finish cleaning you out?" Olivia asked me in a throaty voice. "Oh god yes!" I squeaked out, so ready to be inside her again. That pussy of silk, those strong fit legs, those bulbous bodacious breasts, that killer smile, that long black hair, that amazing Asian accent. . . . I could literally eat this woman and feel justified, no woman could be more scrumptious. I watched her pull at the waist tie of her kimono. The bow fell away and the edges of the kimono split, showing just a hint of the perfect figure beneath. She grabbed each side between her fingers and pulled slowly, revealing her breast, her hips, her shaved nether region, and let it slip off her shoulders. She walked on her knees to my side and slipped one leg over, and was straddling below my manhood. She put her hands on her stomach and slid forward, pushing my erection against my belly and began to slid back and forth, her pussy lips splitting around my cock and bathing it in warmth and her juices as she went back and forth. She never slid all the way up to my head, no matter if I had begged. I reached for her breast and took one in each hand as she slide up and down my thighs and groin, teasing me incredibly. "Olivia . . . Olivia please!" I whispered, pleading with her to put me in. I was afraid of of the opium wearing off, I only had ...

... one hit and I didn't think I could last that much longer anyway. "It's Momma's turn to take the ride baby . . ." Olivia slid off of me and laid down beside me, shoulder to shoulder. "C'mon baby, show Momma what you can do." The fact was, for all she had done for me sexually, I hadn't ever done a thing, she took the lead each and every time, I hadn't learned a single move and was instantly nervous. "It's ok sweetie, don't be nervous, you'll be fine." I got to my knees and crawled over to her. The bedroom was lit by candlelight as well and watching the flickering light over her body, from her sculpted legs, to her impossible hard tummy, to her massive globes (who were do at attention lying down absolutely have to be fake, props to the surgeon on this work of art), to her long neck and stunning Hmong face. I still couldn't believe the luck of being with a woman like this. Now I just had to not be an embarrassing fuck. I reached down with my left hand and used my fingers to spread her lips, my cock already slicked up from her teasing. I still was basically clueless and lined up my cock to her, thinking the whole pussy was the receiver. I thrust forward, meeting total resistance. "OW! Oh sweetie, no baby, you need to go a bit lower." She coached. It took three more thrusting attempts before I found the right spot, with more of her help and when I did, her pussy sucked the head of my cock right in, almost like it had a mind and desire of its own. "Ahhhhh-ah-ah-haaa! Ooooofff--ssshit ...