A Step Mother's Sin - Ch. 7 - Horseback ridin - Sex Stories

A Step Mother's Sin - Ch. 7 - Horseback ridin

... easily, my pussy was still wet, aroused and dilated from my adventures duringthe drive up from Manhattan. Robert’s huge cock met little or no resistance. I wrapped my legs around his midsection as he slowly, and lovingly fucked me. He was growing firmer as he stroked in and out of me slowly, and I was enjoying the loving sensations he was creating inside me. As he smacked his ballsagainst my upturned ass, I teased him by asking, "So how did you feel when I was flashing my tits to all those truck drivers? Did you like seeing me cum while that guywatched me?" "Oh fuck yeah," was his only response. "How did it make you feel? Did you think I was behaving like a little slut? Did you like having me act like a little slut for you?" The mere mention of our antics from the drive up here was enough to cause Robert to stiffen and grunt. I felt his penis arch up inside of me telling me he was ejaculating. I milked him by contracting my vagina while he came inside me. "Thank you for my present honey. It will make a mess in my panties while we are eating dinner!" His penis arched again. I was slowly discovering that Robert liked it when I talked naughty to him. After several minutes of post-coital cuddling, we disengaged. We climbed inthe Jacuzzi tub together. I sat between his legs, my back to himwith my head resting on his chest. Robert gently tugged at my nipple as we cuddled until it was time to go to dinner. We dined in the lodge's restaurant. Then we took a long walk along the water ...

... front, holding hands. At about ten o'clock, we returned to the room, fucked again before falling asl**p in each other's arms. the next morning: I wore a sleeveless whitetank topand a pair of light blue jeans the next morning. Robert had selected my outfit. The fact that I was not wearing a bra was embarrassingly evident. My large erect nipples poked though the very thin cotton fabric of my white sleeveless shirt. My dark areoles, were plainly visible under the whitecottonof my shirt. I would not have been more exposed if I went to the restaurant topless. The jeans were quite tight. The seam of the crotch seemed to crawl up into my vagina giving me a definite 'camel toe' appearance. I would be mortified if anyonewith whom I worked saw me dressed like this. "Robert, are you sure you want me to wear this? This is awfully revealing. Maybe I should wearanother top. One that is not so 'see through'." "You look great. You have beautiful breasts. Show them off a bit." "This top, without a bra, is showing off a lot more than just a bit." I sighed and accepted my fate. I looked in the mirror and had to admit, I did look smoking hot. Fortunately, rather than dining atour lodge, where I would be seeing the same people for the next three days, Robert decided to have breakfast at Cafe' Sarah in North Creek, about a twenty minute drive from our hotel. My humiliationwas only slightly lessened since I was being exposed in a different town from which I was staying. Aswe walked to our table I ...