by Candy Hart
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Take My Fist
I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long… alone at last with my step mom, the woman that I call my mom - the woman who I’ve been wanting to fuck me ever since I turned the legal age.
I watched out of my window as my dad left the house, on his way to work. Mom was in her home office, and had said that she shouldn’t be disturbed.
I had other ideas, though. I was going to walk in there, dressed only in my new bra and panties - a set that I had bought the previous day with money that she had given to me for my birthday. It showed off my curves, my hard nipples poking through the thin material. Even as I dressed myself I could feel my pussy gushing, droplets of my juices already making my panties a sticky mess. Never mind… I knew that as soon as she saw me, my mom would want to rip them off me and fuck me.
My heart in my chest as I walked into her office, not even knocking. At first she looked up with a scowl, I was interrupting her work after all - but as soon as she saw me she leaned back in her chair and licked her lips.
“Do you like what you see?” I asked, walking slowly towards her. The low light in the room meant that I couldn’t see her face too clearly, except for her beaming smile - her eyes that were scanning my body. “Do you think I look good enough to fuck?”
I stood, staring at my mom, feeling my heart pounding in my chest, feeling my pussy gushing. My red lace panties were soaked - my heaving tits struggling to be contained in the flimsy bra that I had bought just a few hours before - bought for today. Bought for her. Bought at a time when I still didn’t know if I would do this - stand in front of her in her home office, watching her sitting in her executive chair, a hungry smile on her face.
“Yes” she said softly, almost whispering. “Yes you do look good enough to fuck”.
“Good” I said huskily, turning to close the door behind me. No turning back now - I’d told her what I wanted from her, and she had told me that she wanted me. today was the day that I was going to see her tits for the first time - tits that I have been dreaming about for so long. Today would be the day that I would feel her hands on my body, on my ass - inside my tight little cunt. Today was the day when I would feel what it’s like to be fucked by a woman. A real woman – not those girls at school that have been wanting to play with me, ever since I came out in public. “I bought this for you with the money that you gave me yesterday. This bra and these panties, do you like them?”
She stood, showing me immediately that she did, indeed, like them. If the nod of her head didn’t give it away, the growing dampness in her pants certainly did. Not that I minded of course, just the sight of her getting excited made me weak at the knees, and made me want her even more. As I stared at her, it seemed to grow in her dress pants, almost as though it were begging me to rip off her clothes and suck on her pussy. Just watching her excitement made my cunt moisten even more - my panties doing a pathetic job of containing my excitement as I felt a warm drop of my juice escaping from the lace and running down the inside of my leg.
“Get over here” I ordered. “Get over here and give me that fucking pussy of yours. I need that pussy in my mouth – now!”
I had been planning this for weeks... ever since I went to her place of work to ask her for a ride home. I had gone into her office, to find that she wasn't there – before deciding to use the bathroom. As I'd gone in there I had heard an unmistakable sound – two girls having fun, moaning and groaning.
I had been so curious to know what was going on. I peered in through the crack of the stall, and saw my step-mom with her young female assistant. My step-mom standing with her leg on the toilet seat, hitching her skirt up while her assistant was on her knees – with her head buried into her cunt.
I was so shocked – I had no idea that my mom liked women – but also so turned on. As I watched I felt my desire grow, my pussy become so wet. I stood rubbing myself through my clothes – entirely lost in the moment. As I reached a fast orgasm I closed my eyes and threw my head back – bringing it down and opening my eyesight to see that my mom was also cumming – and looking directly at me, through the crack in the stall.
We had both been caught. Both guilty – both still horny. We hadn't done anything at that point, but we had talked later and agreed that when my dad was out of the house, and my mom working from home – we'd play with each other.
My mom practically ran towards me, stepping around her desk in quick time, coming to the other side of the furniture and leaning back onto the wood. I walked the final steps towards her and placed my slender fingers on her torso, running my nails around her shirt buttons - feeling her smooth, tanned stomach beneath her clothing.
“My god, Nikki” she whispered - a voice that came from the depth of her soul as her eyes met mine. “I’ve wanted you for so long… I had no idea that you felt the same way”.
I didn’t even respond verbally to her. she knew that I wanted her, she knew that I wanted her pussy in my mouth. And if she didn’t actually know that before, then the sight of me dropping to my knees while lifting my tits out of my bra should have made it clear to her.
My poor neglected cunt needed something… as soon as both hands had tackled her thin belt, flinging it open quickly and loosening the strap - my left hand dropped to my freshly shaven pussy. My fingers rushing into the band of my panties and rubbing my clit gently, reaching towards my lips - running their full length and collecting the juices on my fingers. I moaned as I touched myself, familiar practice for me of course - I had touched myself so many times in the past while imagining what it would be like to have her cunt in front of my mouth. As I closed my eyes it almost felt as though this might be one of my fantasies, that I might open them to find myself alone in my room - with my hand knuckle deep inside myself, my mind trained on thoughts of the woman that I couldn’t have.
But this was no fantasy. As I opened my eyes once more the reality of this scene hit me. I wasn’t alone, this wasn’t a dream. My mom’s bare, waxed pussy was just inches from my face, ready for my mouth.
With one hand still deep inside my pussy - my thumb rolling my clit and making my cunt gush even more - the other hand reached for her zipper. I lowered it gingerly, being careful - deliberate. As I pulled aside the remaining clothing that was keeping me from my prize I felt her hands coming to the sides of my face, stroking my skin before moving to the back of my head.
“God I want you” she gasped - as my fingers stroked her pussy lips, finally touching the flesh that I had been dreaming about for so long. My eyes opened wider than before - as I brought my lips closer to her cunt. “I can’t wait to do so many dirty things with you”.
I smiled instinctively as she spoke, as I brought the tip of her clit to my mouth. My tongue leaving its home to touch the fleshy head of her cunt.
I ran the tip of my tongue around her button - licking her - tasting her - preparing her. Letting my saliva coat the length of her pussy lips as I dipped my fingers further into my tight little cunt, my knees scraping against the carpeted floor as I licked her fully. My tongue running around her clit as I stroked her lips with my fingers, short breaths from her mouth as her hands on the back of my head pulled me closer to her.
Holding her pussy above my nose I ran my tongue along her lips, coating her flower with my spit as her fingers tightened their grip. My fingers stroking her more rapidly as I opened my mouth wider, rolling out my tongue to prod deeper into her hot cunt.
“Fuck it” she said, her words now stronger, the grip of her fingers at the back of my head increasing in their pressure. “Fuck my cunt with your tongue! Fuck it!”
I opened my mouth wide, letting her juices drop onto my tongue, toying with her - teasing her - making
her wait until I wrapped my lips around her pussy and let my tongue dive into her. God she tasted so fucking amazing, she even smelled hot - so musky, so warm, so horny. I couldn’t believe that it had taken so long for me to do this, to bend down in front of my mom and suck her fucking pussy like I was a whore.
And I was a whore. I was her whore. I fucking loved sucking her cunt, I knew right there and then that I could do this for hours.
But of course, I wanted more from her. I wanted to feel her fist in my pussy. A pussy that seemed to be screaming for more attention than my fingers could give to it. My juices were overflowing, my desire so great - I needed to get this woman's fist into my cunt.
“Fuck!” she gasped, my mom holding the sides of my head - holding me in position as she face fucked me. she was using me - using my mouth as her hole to fuck, and I fucking loved it. My fingers felt as though they were getting wrinkled as my juices poured onto them, my cavern opening up so widely - so ready to be fucked.
“Fuck me” I groaned, as I pulled my mouth away from her pussy, rolling my lips around her, kissing her fleshy clit as tenderly as I could, while looking up into her eyes. “Please mom, please fuck me! Please fist fuck me mommy!”
Her hands left the sides of my head, as she began to walk to the side of me. I lifted my arms slightly as she came behind me, feeling her strong grip - pulling me up by my arms and almost throwing me onto her desk. There I lay with my tits scraping on the wood of her desk, my face down - my ass on the edge - my legs kicking in the air.
Her hands roughly parted my legs, diving straight for my soaking cunt. Her fingers pulling my panties to one side and pressing against my opening - a sudden assault that seemed to send a shockwave of electricity throughout my entire body.
“Fucking hell” I whispered in a gravelly voice, as the first ever touch by someone sexually connected with me sent a whole cocktail of emotions throughout me. “Jesus fuck mom, god I need you. I’ve been wanting you to fuck me for so long mom, please mom, fuck me hard!”
“First I need to get your little cunt ready” she grunted, a low voice that was barely recognizable to me. “I need to stretch your little cunt out - get it ready for my fat fist”.
Her forefinger first - she pressed it into my pussy with a speed that almost took my breath away, almost made me cum on the spot. It reached further than I thought possible as her palm rested on my clit, rubbing my pleasure button as she finger fucked me with this solitary digit. I rocked on her desk, raising my ass to give her a better angle as she slipped a second finger inside of me, followed by a third. Three fingers all bunched together, stretching me as she brought her hand inside of me, knuckle deep - preparing my tight little cunt.
“Oh god” I said moaning, my left hand reaching underneath my body - grabbing onto my left tit - pinching my nipple and twisting it - sending a mixture of pain and pleasure through me. “Oh fucking god if that’s what your fingers feel like, I can’t fucking wait to feel your whole fist in me!”
Her fingers suddenly unbunched, her hand opening inside of me - her span stretching my cunt further than it wanted to be stretched.
“FUCK!” I gasped, my hand twisting my tits, grabbing at my flesh - holding my boob close as I bit my lip, feeling every single finger as they rolled around each other, pressing against the walls of my pussy, reaching parts of me that I didn’t even know existed. Momentarily brushing against my G-Spot, making me body convulse as I bit down harder on my lip, tasting my own blood in my mouth as I closed my eyes and let my mom fuck me with her hand. “Fuck mom, YES!”
Of course this was only the appetizer… my mom was just getting my pussy ready for more. she wanted to fist fuck me - to press her thickness deep inside of me. As I felt one of her hands come to my ass, spreading my cheeks and grabbing onto my flesh - I felt the head of her fist as it came to the entrance of my cunt - knocking on the door to my virginity - getting ready to be the first ever real fist inside of my sweet, shaved little pussy.
“Oh fucking HELL!” I called, as her fist threw itself into me with a speed that knocked the air from my mouth. I wanted to scream but I couldn’t, out of breath as she withdrew and then slammed into me once more - her wrist slapping onto my ass as she pushed her thick, strong fist deeper into me - touching the very end of my pussy as her free hand grabbed onto my ass, pinching me, slapping me, making me moan and call out her name. “Mom!” I screamed, my breaths returning to me. “MOM! YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER! DO IT MOM!”
Her thick fist stretching my cunt, her hands spanking me as I grabbed my tits, twisting my nipples as she thrust into me - battering me, almost sending me over her desk as she pushed her might into me. Her legs shaking as she rubbed her soaking cunt on my bare ass while she fucked me with her toxic fist, rubbing her clit on my skin and starting to approach her own orgasm.
“Oh god!” she groaned, her rhythm out of her own control, as my cunt tightened its grip around her wrist - my orgasm overtaking me. I shook on her desk as her fist pulled away from me - my clenching pussy wanting to hold onto her - wanting to hold her close as we both came.
But mom had other ideas for me. Grabbing my waist she flipped me on her desk, turning me over - my tits standing proudly as my mom stood over me - staring at me as she rubbed her clit.
“On my face” I begged her. “Please - I want your cum on my face mom!”
Her eyes half closed as she rubbed herself, I inched myself down across her desk - my mouth open, my tongue out as I waited for the assault of her cum. As she shook she let out a great roar – squirting from her ravaged cunt, sending shots of her hot cum all over me. Streams of her toxic cum hitting my tits, my neck - my eyes and into my hair as she groaned - her back arched, her satisfaction evident.
I seriously knew the first time that I laid eyes on her that I wanted her to be my very first. When my dad first brought her home, I knew that I wanted her. And now that I’d fucked her, I knew that I wanted more.
The next week I had the perfect opportunity to do it again. My dad was out for the night, I was alone in the house with my mom once more. I heard her step out of her home office and go downstairs to fix a drink - so stripped and walked along the hallway into her room. Waiting for her....
I guess I'll just have to tell you all about that, the next time.
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Hot Lips
LEXI
Sometimes there’s nothing better than sitting back, with a cup of coffee in my office, closing the door so that none of my employees disturb me and then firing up my laptop and watching some porn.
I know, it’s not really typical for a woman to watch porn and finger herself, but I just can’t get enough! Ever since I turned 35 years of age I’ve had some kind of an awakening – I just can’t get enough sex, and I can’t get enough of playing with myself.
I have a decent sex life overall, my new husband is cute enough – but there’s just something about pleasuring myself while watching someone half my age fucking an older woman. It’s that whole MILF thing that really turns me on, I just love to put myself in their place. I don’t have to worry about making her cum – the MILF on the video does that much for me. All I have to do is lie back, take out my tits and finger myself until I’m wet and ready to squirt all over the place.
I’ve become a little bit obsessed with porn recently, and especially with one particular star. She’s called Carmen Asbury, and she’s my dream girl.
She’s tall, like my step daughter Michelle. She’s blonde, just like
Michelle. She’s slim with a big pair of tits, just like Michelle.
And she eats pussy and rides fists just like I imagine that Michelle does.
You’re probably sensing a pattern here…
For months I’ve been wondering what Michelle is like in bed. She’s 20 years old and she had been living with her mom, but after her birthday she came to live with her dad and me.
I was immediately smitten. I stared at her like a love-struck teenager, staring at her slender long legs, her heaving breasts and her cute as a button smile. If she’d clicked her fingers and asked me to drop my pants I’d have done it, even though my husband were right there.
She didn’t click her fingers, and I didn’t drop my pants. Instead I’ve been obsessed with the thought of fucking her.
When I found Carmen Asbury and realized that she looked like Michelle, I was happy – for a while. I was satisfied with watching her lick and fuck the lucky bitches who were being paid to fuck her.
What I wouldn’t pay for a go on that tight body. What I wouldn’t pay for a night alone with Michelle.
For now, I have to contend with watching porn and stroking myself off. I grabbed a tissue and loaded up my favorite video – and started to get myself wet.
My phone was on the desk in front of me – and just as the action was getting going, just as Carmen was taking off her shirt to let me see her wonderful perky tits – and just as that lucky girl was getting her pussy ready for her mouth – it chirped.
I have a home security system, and it was telling me that there was movement detected. It’s often just the postal delivery guy or an animal or something, but I didn’t want to have it keep making noise while I stroked myself off to Carmen, so I picked up my phone and turned on the webcam feature, letting me see what the movement was.
I was so happy that I did. As I still stroked myself, cupping my plump breasts in my hand, I saw Michelle – standing in the back yard close to the swimming pool.