Putting It In

by Pamela Poundtown

  “Of course I want to! I have no one who wants to with me!”

  “Well I kind of know how you feel!” she confided in me, “Your dad doesn't want to with me either!”

  What was I hearing?! Did Alyssa just tell me that my dad didn't want to have sex with her? Why the heck wouldn't he have sex with her?! Was he blind!? I didn't know what to say.

  “Er... Uhhh... Really?” I stuttered.

  “Mmhmm, I guess he's just older now, doesn't really have an interest anymore. And who could blame him!? Look at me! I'm so old now!”

  “No way, Alyssa!” I soothed, “You look amazing! I totally would!”

  The words were out of my mouth before I could even stop myself.

  “You totally would what?” she asked me.

  “Well I... I mean, you're attractive. I just meant I would have sex with you... If I was my dad, obviously!”

  “You think I'm attractive?” my step-mom asked, “Because I've actually always though that you were a really handsome man!”

  Alyssa had noticed my looks?

  “Wow...” was all I could say.

  “You know...” she mused, “Since you have no one to fuck and I have no one to fuck, we could... Well, you can totally forget I've said this if you want, but we could fuck each other?”

  Her voice was so quiet it was practically a whisper but Alyssa had just suggested that we fuck each other. She wanted to have sex with me! Me, her husband's son, the nineteen year old virgin!

  “I do not want to forget you said that!” I laughed.

  “It would have to be a secret just between us though, right? I could teach you some things!”

  “Absolutely!” I agreed.

  Alyssa got up from her seat and walked around the table towards me.

  “Stand up.” she said.

  I stood and she wrapped her arms around my waist, pulling me close to her. Our lower bodies were pressed together and she was leaning back so that she could look into my eyes.

  “Have you kissed a girl before?” she asked.

  “No.” I told her.

  My step-mom leaned in and gently placed her lips on mine. They felt soft and warm. Her mouth was slightly open and I felt the tip of her tongue between my own lips. I caressed my tongue against her and she moaned softly into my mouth. Her hands began to wander over my body and down below, my love pole was hardening.

  “Let's get your shirt off.” Alyssa said.

  She pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it away. It landed on the dining table. My step-mom didn't seem to care.

  “Mmm” she groaned as she massaged my muscular back and chest.

  Alyssa pulled her dress down from her shoulders and revealed her breasts to me. They were cupped in a lace trimmed bra and they looked just as perfect as I had always imagined.

  “You want to see my big tits?” she asked me.

  “Oh god yes!”

  Reaching back, she unhooked her bra and it joined my shirt as she carelessly tossed it too. I couldn't help myself, I put a hand on each of her large boobs.

  “I like it rough. You can squeeze them!”

  I squeezed the soft, fleshy globes in my hands and kneaded them. Alyssa had her head tilted back and her eyes closed.

  “Do you like these titties?”

  “They're perfect!” I breathed.

  Alyssa's dress slid from where it had been around her waist to the floor so that she was left standing before me in just a pair of lace panties. I could see through the lace somewhat. Fuck, that little tease! I wanted to rip that material from her and see her cunt at last!

  “I want to be the first woman to suck your dick!” Alyssa said.

  I could've blown my load just hearing those words coming out of her mouth. My boner was straining against the material of my pants so my step-mom unbuttoned and undid the zip and tugged my pants and boxers down until they were around my knees.

  “Oh yes, I love a nice big cock!”

  Alyssa knelt between my legs and looked up at me.

  “You like having your step-mom here, huh?”

  Without breaking eye contact, she opened her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head of my manhood.

  “Let's get you nice and wet!” she said.

  My step-mom spat on my dick and used her hand to rub that wetness up and down my shaft. It felt fucking unbelievable. As she jerked me, she dipped her head and sucked each of my balls into her mouth. Holy fuck, I could not believe what I was seeing when I looked down! I had always heard guys saying that oral sex was the best thing ever and they were not kidding. I wanted to cover her face with my cum. I panted loudly and grabbed handfuls of her hair, forcing her back on to my dick.

  “Not like this, naughty boy!” she said, wagging a finger at me, “I want you to have my pussy first!”

  Alyssa got to her feet and took me by the hand. Quickly I shuffled out of my pants and followed her. She led me to her bedroom.

  “Stand right here!”

  She pointed to a spot at the end of the bed so I stood there and she lay back, atop the sheets and slowly pulled her panties off.

  “Look at my pussy!”

  My step-mom lay in front of me with her legs spread and rubbed her pretty, pink cunt. She dipped a finger into her wet hole, pulled it out and sucked her pussy juice off.

  “I am nice and wet for you, Shane!” she told me.

  Alyssa extended her legs so that her knees were bent over my shoulders and she reached between her legs to position my dick at her entrance. Oooh, she felt so slippery!

  Animal instinct took over and I didn't need her direction anymore! I grabbed a firm hold of my step-mom's thighs and thrust my dick into her in one fell swoop.

  “God yes! Take my fucking cock!”

  Alyssa writhed on the bed.

  “Oh Shane!” she moaned, “That's it! Right there! Fuck mommy's pussy!”

  Mommy's pussy!? That was so fucking hot! It was like she knew about my fantasy! I thrust into her over and over, my dick gripped by her tight cunt, my balls slamming against her skin. I watched my length slide in and out of her and she rubbed her clit as I fucked her.

  “I'm going to cum, Shane!” she yelled.

  I think I went to heaven and back when I felt her pussy spasming around my pole. Her juices were dripping down over my balls and she looked so sexy lying back, sheets gripped tightly and biting her lower lip.

  “Cum for mommy!” Alyssa demanded.

  Who knew my step-mom was so filthy!? I filled her with my hot, sticky cum. It felt as if my orgasm was going to go on for ever. I was satisfied at last.

  I lay beside Alyssa and she lightly rubbed my chest.

  “That was everything I'd hoped it would be, Shane.” she admitted to me.

  “Me too.” I told her.

  I kissed my step-mom on the lips.

  “Maybe we could do it again sometime?” I asked.

  “Most definitely!” was her answer.

  I guess I wouldn't have to worry about those girls at college after all!

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  TEMPTATION TALES

  Story 27

  The size of the building, the scale of it was beyond anything that she had encountered before. She had arrived much earlier than required, so as to orientate herself, but now she felt that she could never navigate a place like this. Even at this early hour there was people everywhere, milling about with briefcases swinging liberally so as to deter anyone coming close. She felt she must have circumnavigated the ground floor several times like an erstwhile Columbus before she found the floor directory and the company name she sought.

  She was to take the elevator to the 27th floor of the Pratchett building. As the lift ascended she allowed herself check her appearance in the elevator mirror one last time before she disembarked. She observed herself shyly in her new pant suit, feeling sleek and more assured than she expected by her reflection. Her hair was tied in a bun, propped defiantly on her head. She had slimmed con
siderably in the summer after college had ended, so that her figure now appeared even to her svelte. Her nervousness had made a little pit in the centre of her stomach. She thought that it was not visible in her appearance. She felt she looked better than she ever had. Once the elevator stopped, she approached the receptionist directly in front of her.

  “Hi my name is Serenity Redplant? I am starting a new job here?”

  The receptionist regarded her coolly, her eyes peering out over her thick frame glasses. She was considerably older, with a tight mean mouth. Her green eyes were magnified by the lenses, bug like in their intensity.

  “Which department?”

  “I’m sorry?”

  “Which department are you working in?”

  “I wasn’t told… I’m to be an assistant?”

  The receptionist sighed. She punched a few numbers into the phone beside her.

  “Hi Sandy dear, I have a Serenity Replant out here... Yes a new girl apparently… Oh yes a pretty thing… Ok see you in a bit.”

  Serenity, whose color had risen to her cheeks, looked the receptionist in the eye again.

  “Ms Atkins and Ms Amis will be out to see you and take you through induction.”

  As Serenity sat down on the green visitor’s couch by the elevator, the receptionist had one last comment to make.

  “A touch of lipstick wouldn’t go astray around here girl.”

  Serenity averted her eyes. An indeterminable flow of people passed her on their way to the office. She was struck by how many of them were women. Some of the passer-byes smiled at her, and she blushed pleasurably at the attention. The women were of different shapes and sizes and ethnicity. The rush of people continued until well after nine after which it was just Serenity and the receptionist again. Shortly before ten Ms Atkins and Ms Amis arrived.

  ***

  They were older than her, but not much older. They contrasted greatly in their looks. Ms Atkins was tall and blonde, with a sallow skinned tan. Ms Amis was shorter but not in a dumpy way with flame red hair. It was Ms Amis who introduced themselves.

  “Serenity we will be taking you through the induction. We pride ourselves on offering a truly unique introduction to our company. It’s nothing too hard so don’t you worry!”

  They led her through the doors. Inside was a massive open plan office. The noise was constant and came from so many different directions as to merge into an enveloping hum. Phones beeped, computer keyboards clanked and the giddy kicks of pages printing were the more immediate sounds but Serenity sensed something else as well in the hum.

  She was led through the office departments. She caught the sweet scent of Ms Amis hair as they walked together. In the finance department Ms Atkins placed a hand on the low of her back as spoke to Serenity of the roles of the accountants to the firm and just how much they were valued.

  They then asked Serenity to begin performing some tasks.

  “Serenity we would like you to show us some of your computer skills.”

  “Yes so if you would please order Ms Atkins a new bra if you please.

  Serenity was confused, not knowing Ms Atkins’s bra size. When she voiced this confusion Ms Atkins said with some authority only one way to find out. Serenity walked over to the tall Ms Atkins. Unsure as to whether check the bra label or not (they were still in the open plan office but everyone was so distracted as to not be paying much attention to them) by opening the frilly white blouse that Ms Atkins wore. Inside Serenity cupped her breasts nervously. She was surprised but delighted when Ms Atkins pushed the hands on closer, allowing them to linger a while. Serenity deduced.

  “34C?”

  Ms Atkins smiled and congratulated her. Serenity sat with her overlooking over shoulder surfing through various lingerie sites until they came to a brand that Ms Atkins liked. It was a deep chocolate colour, with lacy frills around the edge. Serenity was shocked by the expense of the item, more than $200 with a matching frilly panty. She was impressed by how casual Ms Atkins was.

  “Oh just put it on the company account”.

  The next task that they challenged Serenity with seemed simple, almost deceptively so.

  “Serenity I am going to drop this pen. All we expect of you here is to pick it. Do you think you could manage that, just picking up this pen?”

  Serenity felt slightly condescended when the pen was dropped. She picked it up hastily, wondering what the big deal was. There was no great weight in the pen, no great difficulty in picking it up.

  The pair were not impressed.

  “No Serenity that was not pleasing at all. Please try again.”

  Ms Amis dropped the pen again. This time Serenity changed the way she tried to pick it up, bending her knees onto the ground in order to gather up the item. Ms Amis and Ms Atkins regarded her coldly as she did so, not quite believing that anyone would attempt to pick up a pen in that manner.

  “No Serenity”, said Ms Amis, “I want you to watch me ok? Watch the way that I pick up the pen and then copy me ok? Watch carefully now.”

  Ms Amis gathered herself. Her legs spread suddenly, now so very wide. She slowly bent over, her firm ass pointed out like a canon. Her movement was slow and deliberate and the prose provocative.

  “See! It’s not so hard really. Now would you like to try?”

  Serenity tried again. She spread her legs like Ms Amis had shown her, as wide as she could. A blush rose to her face. She was not used to acting like this. As she bended over she wondered did they know she was a virgin? All through college she had waited for something although she could not quite put the finger on what. It was a promise that had never been filled despite a few dates here and there. Now at twenty one, a thought came unbidden to her head regarding these people and the place she was now working. She moved slowly as she could extenuating the position of her ass which was tight in the suit pants.

  “Serenity that is much, much better.”

  “If there is anything I love in life is a fast learner.”

  ***

  Serenity blushed with the praise and was slightly thrilled by the effort she had made. They showed her the rest of the office. The bathrooms were plush and only catered for one sex. There seemed to be no men to be seen anywhere in the whole place.

  The cafeteria was well stocked and impressive. A large pantry style fridge gleamed in the corner. An expensive coffee maker sat in the corner. This was to be her next task.

  “Serenity any good assistant will be required to make coffee for their boss. What we want is for you to make a good batch for us.”

  “We feel that in order for you to do that you will have to take off that suit jacket.”

  Serenity complied slipping off the light suit jacket. She wore a plain white blouse underneath that was cut quite close to her figure. Although her breasts were small, they were defined, little curves protruding from her chest. She began by boiling the water, standing over the steam. Her face became red and her hair became more and more flustered as the steam thickened. She laid out three cups, and poured the scalding water over the nitty coffee granules. A thick aroma rose from the three cups. Ms Amis and Ms Atkins tasted the coffee, approaching it as one does a fine glass of wine, sipping in a measured fashion.

  “I’m afraid that isn’t going to do. Please try again. As punishment please remove your blouse.”

  “My blouse?”

  “Serenity this is all part of the job. Now we would consider appropriate if you would please remove your blouse and start again.”

  Serenity unbuttoned the front of her blouse before shrugging it off. Her bra was a plain white thing. It was already rather wet from the steam that protruded from the coffee maker. She did not wish to look down, fearing that the white had become transparent. She poured the coffee a second time and watched and waited as Ms Amis and Ms Atkins tasted the brew again.

  “It’s better Serenity. Truly it is. But not quite right.”

  “I have to agree with my colleague.”

  “This time Serenity was
punishment we expect you to remove those trousers. Is that understood?”

  “Yes Ms Amis, right away.”

  Serenity removed her shoes, kicking off her little black shoes and slipped off the grey pants suits revealing plain white panties but a shapely figure. She had swam in college, competing at a State level. It left her body in fine shape, but her legs and ass in particular were shaped beautifully. She moved slowly this this, appreciating that she had an audience. She was sweating liberally now, as for the third time she began working the mechanised coffee machine. Slowly she bent over to adjust the lever. Slower still she reached above on her tippy toes to take the jar of coffee from the top shelf. Her bra was indeed transparent her large pointed nipples visible under the flimsy white material. Her audience were rapt as she poured the coffee for a third time.