Emily's Seduction (part four) - Sex Stories

Emily's Seduction (part four)

... over her shoulders and head. For some reason she wasn't wearing any undergarments. I had thought she was without a bra, but she didn't have panties either. Her hairless pussy was sending out a scent that mixed with the jasmine perfume she always wore. She smiled at me as she selected some kind of garment to put on. I didn't really understand what these things were. It was getting hot there. I could feel it. I wiped my face with a handkerchief. "What do you think, Dick? Is this nice on me? It's a bustier, you know? Tell me what you think." The item she was wearing was lifting her bosom and baring her nipples, now red and swollen in appearance. It didn't cover her bottom area. I could see her labia, which also seemed rather rosy. Her hand rose and it caressed my cheek. I was very warm. I nodded at her. Yes, it was fine. It was lovely. "It's good? You like it? Great Dick. I'm glad it pleases you. I'm never sure if I can pull off these things, but you make me feel I'm pretty, and I'm glad you brought me here, dear. That was sweet. We'll just get this one. I liked it the best anyway. I think you need a reward Dick. What would Mother do to thank you? I think I know. Get down on your knees Dick. You can have a reward for being a great old sweetie. Get down dear." I was trembling. I fell to my knees. She stepped to me and my mouth went to her pussy lips. It tasted of honey to me. My hand unzipped my trousers as I kept shaking. This was so strange. I could lose everything. My god, ...

... she was my stepdaughter! In public, it was insane! My tongue was lapping her juices which were flowing and her hands held my face against her. I could hear slight whimpering sounds. My prick was out. I was stroking it faster as I sucked her clitoris and made her moan louder. She was grinding her little pussy, trying to get more satisfaction from my lips and tongue. I tasted her and knew she tasted the same as her mother. Her mother, the sexual being. Her mother who loved being used. My hand was rougher on my cock. "Everything okay in there?" "Yes, yes, it's fine. I like some of these a lot. Yes, I like them a lot. A lot. I'll be out soon. Okay?" "Okay. Take your time." It amazed me that Emily could be so calm as she shuddered with an orgasm. I knew what it was, because her mother acted the same way. My prick was close. I hadn't stopped masturbating. So close. Heavens, I was coming, right on Emily's feet. God, spurting out come on her. I covered the scarlet toe nails with my milk. Fuck, this was dirty. Dirty. I sat back on the floor. I looked up at Emily. She was grinning. She started wiping her feet clean with a hand wipe from her purse. She giggled. "Dick, you're a naughty boy. You shouldn't have made me do this. I blame you. But you can't help it, you silly boy. Here, I'm going to get this bustier. You were right. It's perfect for me. Shall we wrap it up as a present too? No, I think not. I'll just take it home and put it away for a special occasion. Right, Dick? Don't you ...