Stepmom Goddess II - In case of emergency . . . - Sex Stories

Stepmom Goddess II - In case of emergency . . .

... attention. Olivia pressed her forhead against mine looking down. "Eeeeh! Move my panties to the side baby! Ooouuuh!" Olivia whined into eyes, while making sex moans. She laid it on thick, but she was a slut, she was born with the body and face to match her attitude and her whole life had been how well she could drive men wild, and while she couldn't do much else, she could do that. I wondered how much of her career had been who she was fucking at the time. Not that I cared in the least. I reached under her from behind to find her panties were a g-string and where there was coverage, it was just barely enough. I could have fucked her easy with it still in place, but what the hell did it matter! "Ooohhhhuuuuwww!" Olivia moaned almost as if in pain as she rubbed the head of my penis up and down between her labia, before pushing my cock out a bit more and I felt the hint of her opening. Olivia pushed onto me and I felt the mushroom cap of my manhood get swallowed inside her. "AH-AH-AH-HA-HA-MF-MF-MF-FFF-uuuu-kkk! Hoooh!" I was being as quiet as I could, but my head was spinning, I felt delirious from the wave of intensity I felt from her. She pushed down on me again and I slid smoothly the rest of the way in. "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessshhhhhhhhhh!" Olivia breathed in through clenched teeth. "Oh sweetie!" She breathed in my ear. I clamped my arms around her mid section, gripping the skin of her back in my fingers. "Hooooooooooch. . . oooooh gaaaaaawd!" I moaned into her breast. Olivia ...

... held me back until I got over the initial shock of again loving the woman every man wishes he could have. Her soft skin smelled of tulips and baby powder, and her skin was warm to the touch, her pussy, a veritable sauna. I finally eased and sat back in the wood dining chair. "Mmmmph!" Olivia grunted as she manueverd her feet to the cross bar on the back legs of the chair, wrapping her big toe of each foot on one side, and the rest of her toes and feet on the other. The grip gave her leverage, though it had to be a hard pose to hold. But this woman was all about the fuck, she was bred and born for it! She sat back and took a big breath, and I watched her stomach expand and collapse back down to that taut flat tummy she did 1000's of crunches for. She drapped her fingers over the back of me neck, her fingernails scrapping me. "Mmmmnnnuuhhh- oookayyy baby! Time for Mama." Using her toned legs, she began to piston on me, her legs flexed hard to hold her in such a position that I could watch my penis going in and out, will also seeing the hard tummy panting, her breasts heaving and with a tiny look up, see that angelic face. I wondered how many men she had fucked to learn how to do that. How many cocks had shared this pussy. Did they all love it like me? Would I lose it someday too? Was she too perfect for any man to keep? She held that magnificent pose, riding my cock in controlled consistent strides for almost five minutes. Thank god I had cum just that afternoon with her, but the ...