by Kelsie Spits
I gulped hard as I desperately tried to focus on anything but the feeling of her soft palm gliding upwards. My eyes squeezed shut and my pelvis scooted backward, shoving my ass deep into the couch cushions.
“Relax,” Pam purred. “Just relax.”
I couldn’t do as she asked. I felt her palm reaching ever further, her fingers almost touching my junk. The only thing I could think of doing was jumping off the couch, but even then I would run the risk of shoving her hand into my crotch anyway.
I was stuck. Completely frozen. Unable to make a decision. Time was still passing me by and Pam’s hand was still making its way toward my junk. My eyes were following the sight of her hand, slowly rising.
And then I felt it—her warm fingertip pressing against my balls. As soon as she’d made contact, her hand moved up and cupped my sack and shaft. I felt her fingers closing around me, gently squeezing and tugging.
My mouth opened wide as a rasping, shocked breath croaked out. Pam grinned at me as she continued to fondle me, letting my balls gently roll over her fingers as she played.
“You’re hard already,” Pam said, clearly shocked. “Wow, you have been denied fun for a long time, haven’t you?”
My hands gripped the edge of the couch cushions as I clenched my jaw closed. The way that I’d been denied over the years, a light breeze would have relieved me of all that tension I was holding inside.
“Relax,” Pam purred again.
“No,” I gasped. “No, I don’t think I can.”
Pam didn’t stop fondling me. The only thing I could do was leap up from the couch and wipe my sweaty palms down my thighs. I forced myself not to think about all of the blood pumping down into my cock, making it pulse and throb.
I could feel her eyes on me—watching me, waiting to pounce. I refused to look at her. Not because I was angry at her, but because I was afraid of what I’d see. The last thing I needed was to be attracted to her. I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to control myself if I was.
I shoved my hands into my jeans pockets and shifted the material about with my fists, trying to give my cock some space to breathe. Without the thick, heavy material strangling my member, I hoped the blood would go back to where it belonged and allow my brain to think clearly.
Pam got up from the couch and immediately came toward me. She pressed her body against mine and let her hands slide up to my shoulders, gripping me tightly, causing my cock to poke her stomach.
“Why are you doing this?” I asked, my voice shaking like a leaf.
“You’re leaving, right?” she asked, her voice still purring as she edged ever closer to me. “So, we can do what we want and no one will ever know.”
“B-b-but—”
Pam put her finger on my lips and shushed me gently. “But nothing,” she smiled. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long.”
She wasn’t going to waste any time. Pam pushed against my shoulders until I was sitting back on the couch. My heart started to beat erratically in my chest as she mounted me, straddling me with both of her legs on either side of my hips.
The only thing I could do was look up to her, wide-eyed and curious, as she cupped my face in her hands. I could see her, slowly leaning down toward me, and her eyes slipping closed.
Within a second, I felt her lips pressing tight against mine. They were warm and wet and moved so slowly, her head turning tilting to the side as she opened her mouth a little wider.
I couldn’t kiss her back. I could barely move. My whole body was frozen in place. A thousand thoughts were tumbling through my mind all at once. The biggest, most prominent thought was about Sophia. She didn’t deserve to be betrayed like this.
And yet I was powerless to stop Pam. Her mouth was open, her lips wrapped around mine, with her tongue gently lapping against my top lip. The feeling of it sent shivers down my spine, causing my whole body to tremble and shake.
Pam leaned away from me and stared down into my eyes. I was helpless. I was sucked into her gaze and held there, unable to look away. I felt her fingertips slip down my cheeks, caressing my skin.
“You want this, don’t you?” she whispered.
I felt her breath brushing against my cheeks as she asked me the question. The answer that I should have said was on the tip of my tongue, ready to come out, but my body had other ideas.
I nodded ferociously. “Yes,” I breathed. “Yes, I want this.”
That was all Pam needed. She smashed her face to mine but this time I was ready to kiss her back. I moved my mouth in time with hers and opened it.
As soon as I felt Pam’s tongue in my mouth, my stomach began to churn with excitement. Our mouths moved in unison, opening and closing as our hands explored each other’s bodies, grabbing fistfuls of each other’s clothes as we tried to crush our bodies together.
Every inch of me was tingling. My muscles were alight with life and my mind was starting to clear. The only thing that mattered was us, together. Pam continued to let her hands explore my body, wrapping around my back and slipping down my stomach as she continued to kiss me.
I felt her hips buck against me as her hands wound their way into my hair, tugging at it as she kissed me roughly, her tongue invading my mouth. The only thing I could do was hold onto her hips as she rubbed herself against me, moving her hips back and forth along my thighs.
Soft moans came out of her mouth as she kissed me. The sound of it turned me on more, causing my cock to pulse even harder. I held onto her hips as she continued to grind on me.
Suddenly, she stopped. She pulled her mouth away from mine and held my cheeks tightly as she stared down to me. Her eyes were wild with passion and a little glassy. She stroked my cheeks as she looked at me, her bottom lip trembling.
“What is it?” I asked.
“I’ve wanted you for so long,” she whispered.
I could feel her body starting to shake above me. I grabbed onto her hips tighter, pressing my fingers tight into her skin, and nodded slowly.
“Is this real?” I asked.
She moved her thumbs down my face and let them trace across my bottom lip. Her teeth bit down into her own bottom lip and her eyebrows came together in a frustrated frown.
“Are we really doing this?” I asked.
All I wanted was an answer from her. I couldn’t believe this was really happening. Me and my fiancée’s step-mom. It felt so wrong and dirty… and yet the only thing I wanted to do was grab her and bring her body closer to mine.
It was clear Pam didn’t want to talk. She ignored my questions. Within a second, she was back to kissing me roughly, moving her fingers through my hair as her tongue explored my mouth.
I held onto her hips, lowering my hands slowly to her ass before squeezing it. Pam instantly began to grind on me again, pushing her hips down into mine. I felt a groan starting to bubble up in my throat, trying to escape. It came out of me, a long and hollow sound that hung in the air between us.
Pam broke off the kiss and went back to staring into my eyes. I felt the weight of her body lift off of my legs and watched as she sank to her knees in front of me. Ever so slowly, she moved her hands down my body, stroking my chest as she dragged her fingers all the way down.
My whole body was responding to her. Goosebumps rolled over my skin, electric currents rushed through my muscles, and my insides refused to stop churning over themselves. I could only watch in silence as Pam wedged herself between my knees and let her fingers linger at my waistband.
I held my breath as I watched her, my eyes wide. Her fingers slipped beneath my jeans and began to fiddle with the button, gently prying it open. My head felt like it was going to explode. I forced myself to take a couple of shallow breaths.
Pam grabbed both sides and pulled them apart. I listened to the familiar sound of my fly unzipping as a smile broke out onto her lips. My cock sprang out of my pants and poked through my underwear, revealing a wet spot where precum had leaked out.
“Wow,” Pam breathed, her eyes widening, “y
ou’re bigger than I expected.”
I wasn’t sure what to say back to that. My mind wasn’t working properly. The only thing I could think about was the fact that a woman had her head near my cock. The excitement was making my legs shake and my breaths get stuck in my lungs, making it hard for me to breathe.
Pam didn’t seem to notice. She was too busy prying my underwear away from my body, revealing my hard, pink cock. I could feel her breaths misting against my skin. I kept my eyes peeled as she moved from side to side, looking at my dick from every angle possible.
Then, finally, she licked her lips. My heart soared. She was going to blow me. My stomach involuntarily clenched as I imagined what it would feel like when she wrapped her warm lips around my cock.
All of the muscles in my pelvis clenched at the thought, causing my cock to dip toward my body. A broad grin broke out on Pam’s lips and a gentle laugh came out of her mouth. She touched the sides of my dick with her fingers and held it in place gently.
Just feeling her fingers touching me almost sent me over the edge. I breathed deeply and focused myself, trying not to blow my load already. Pam seemed to realize I was having trouble keeping myself calm.
“It’s okay,” Pam said gently as she wrapped her fist around my cock. “We can take our time.”
And then she began to pump.
My whole body tensed at the feeling. Boys had been sitting on their hands to numb them for years, trying to capture the feeling of what it would be like for someone else to jerk them off.
That was nothing in comparison. Knowing that Pam wanted me, that she was there for me, trying to please me—it was too much. I let my head relax back into the couch cushions as Pam slowly began to pump.
Tingles shot through my cock and balls. Hot, writhing heat rolled through my stomach and up into my chest. My heart started to beat erratically, feeling like it was going to burst.
Pam’s hand tightened around me as she pumped harder and faster, gripping onto my cock like a vice. I let out a few strangled groans which only spurred her on—she moved her arm faster and harder, jerking me into oblivion.
I let my eyes slip closed as I felt her hand wrapped around me. It felt like my body was floating through clouds and butterflies fluttered in my stomach. My hands gripped the edges of the couch cushion, digging my fingers into the soft material as I cried not to cum.
Pam didn’t want to help me in my efforts, though. She stopped pumping me for a moment as she moved her mouth above my cock. For a second, I felt her breath hitting the tip, but the feeling was quickly replaced with her tongue lapping at me.
She let her tongue dance around the tip, circling around as her lips slowly lowered. Within a second, I could feel her lips wrapping themselves around my cock. They were tight and warm and wet. I clenched my jaw and forced myself to breathe through my teeth, hissing slightly.
Pam ignored the weird sounds I was making and continued lowering her head. I felt her tongue swirling around my cock as her mouth enveloped me tight. Somehow I managed to open my eyes and watch my cock disappearing down her throat. She kept on going, kept taking it all the way down, until the tip of her nose was touching my stomach.
I felt her tongue pressing on the underside of my dick for a moment before she started lifting her head up as she started to suck. It felt like I was going to black out. My cock was ready to burst and the corners of my vision started to blur, almost as if I had cotton wool wrapped around my head.
Pam lifted her head all the way up. My cock popped out of her mouth with a sloppy, wet sound and she looked to me with bright eyes and a wide smile. A huge breath shot out of my mouth and my chest decompressed completely.
I hadn’t realized I’d been holding it in but as soon as it was out of me, I felt myself returning to normal. My chest heaved below me. I watched it rising and falling as I looked down to Pam, still sitting between my knees.
“Do you like it?” she asked sweetly.
She grabbed the base of my cock and pulled it toward her mouth. Then she turned her head to the side and licked it like a popsicle, lapping her tongue on the underside gently.
A shudder went down my spine. I closed my eyes and nodded, not able to articulate the way she was making me feel. My balls were tingling and my stomach was still fluttering, filled with shocking electricity that caused my skin to flash hot and cold.
“Do you?” she asked again, bringing me back to the world.
“Yes,” I said, my voice shaking. “I love it.”
“Good,” she said.
She didn’t say anything else—she returned her mouth to my cock, wrapping her lips around it tight as she bobbed her head up and down. She took me deep into her mouth, making little gurgling, gagging sounds every time my head hit the back of her throat.
Being balls-deep in Pam’s mouth was unlike anything else I’d ever felt. It was better than my hand, better than hers, better than I’d ever imagined. And this was only her mouth.
Christ, I thought.
I heard a deep, guttural groan come out of me. I couldn’t have stopped it, even if I wanted to. I just wanted to fuck her and to finally know what it would feel like to have my cock in some sweet, tight pussy.
Just imagining what it would be like sent me spiraling. I wanted to grab her, to rip off her clothes and stick my dick in her, but I didn’t want to rush her. She knew what she was doing and she was good at it.
As if she’d read my mind, she stopped blowing me and released my dick from her mouth. She looked up to me with watery eyes and strings of saliva hanging between her lips and my shaft.
She wiped around her mouth, removing the saliva from her face, and frowned at me.
“Something wrong?” she asked.
“I just…” I glanced around at my apartment, trying to calm myself down and think of how to word what I wanted. “I want to fuck you.”
Pam instantly got up from her knees and stood between my legs, looking down to me. She waved her hands down her body, moving along her curves and crevices.
“Have your way with me,” she breathed. “Whatever you desire, it’s yours.”
My cock pulsed in reply to her words. Every inch of my body longed for her. There was no way I could have denied her, even if I wanted to. I stood up from the couch and planted my hands on her hips. For a moment, I considered leaning down to kiss her… but then a much better idea took hold.
I let my hands reach up to her shirt. The buttons were barely keeping her breasts hidden beneath the material, leaving large gaps between the off-white cotton. I slipped my fingers into the gaps and yanked my hands apart. Her shirt tore open with an impressive ripping sound. Buttons scattered across the room and bounced off everything around us.
Pam’s mouth opened wide as a shocked gasp came out. I didn’t give her time to collect herself. Now that her shirt was open, and her breasts were visible to me, I let my hands roam over them. They were perky and round which surprised me. I figured an older woman’s breasts would have looked a lot worse than hers.
It only took her a second to shrug out of her shirt and reach her arms behind her back. She quickly unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor between our feet.
I immediately leaned down and took her nipple into my mouth, sucking and nibbling on it as I continued to grope her. Pam’s hands found their way into my hair as I tasted the sweet taste of her skin.
I was too impatient to stand there and suckle on her tits for hours, though. I moved my hands down her body, making my way to her pants. I fumbled with the buttons, finding it harder than she made it look, but I finally managed to open her pants and push them down her legs.
Pam’s hands went into my hair again, tugging at it gently as she tried to bring my lips up to hers, but I wasn’t interested in kissing her. I was interested in what was between her legs. I hooked my thumbs into her underwear and pushed them down her thighs. Within a second they were around her ankles.
I grabbed her hips and swung her around, causing her to fall down
onto the couch, ass-first. I stripped off my clothes as quickly as I could and stood over her, staring down to her naked body.
She was perfect. Every inch of her was beautiful and tantalizing. I wanted her more than anything I’d ever wanted in my life. I sat beside her on the couch and grabbed her hips, beckoning her onto me. Pam climbed onto my lap eagerly and spread her legs, positioning her pussy right above my cock.
As soon as I put the head of my cock between her legs, I could feel her arousal. She was dripping wet, ready and waiting for me. I pulled my dick back and forth, sliding it across her vagina as I searched for the hole. When I finally found it, I lifted my hips and pushed inside.
Pam lowered herself onto me at the same time. She threw her head back and released loud, aching groans from her mouth. I grabbed onto her hips and watched as she took my cock deep inside of her, wrapping her tight pussy around me in a warm, wet embrace.
My fingers dug into her sides as she continued to lower herself onto me. My cock was pushing deeper, reaching all the way into her until our pelvis’s were crushed together.
Pam put her hands on my shoulders and gripped onto me as she began to lift herself off me. She was moving slowly at first, rising and lowering with her thighs, letting my cock glide in and out of her.
But it wasn’t enough for me. I grabbed her hips tight and began to lift her up with my strength. I thrusted my hips up to meet hers, slamming our bodies together hard so my cock could delve into her depths.
The feeling of it was indescribable. Her pussy was wrapped around me so tight that nothing else mattered. I only cared about the way her skin felt beneath her fingers, the way her arousal surrounded my girth and coated my cock.
Pam was moaning above me, her arms wrapped around the back of my neck as she rose and fell onto my cock. With my hands on her hips, helping lift her up and dropping her down, I could feel the sweat turning her skin slick.
But it wasn’t enough for me. I needed to fuck her like there was no tomorrow. I needed to be in control. I needed to be able to thrust into her just the way I wanted to. I held tightly onto her hips as I stood up from the couch.