Taming Ms Steele Bundle

by Bella Beaumont

  In her daydream, Colton’s cock was the biggest, of course.

  And across from him, somehow having sneaked into the locker room, was his little innocent girlfriend, Gabby.

  The girl was still dressed in her cheerleader outfit, with the miniskirt that barely covered her muff, and long, brown legs that reached to the heavens.

  Jenny moaned and hooked her fingers inside her pussy, tapping her G-spot. Her whole body flexed and she arched her back on the bed, hitting the back of her head against the headboard behind her.

  She climaxed, feeling a rush of powerful energy surge through her.

  Then she reached for her vibrator, turned it on, and rested the buzzing microphone-like head on her pussy. The rumbling sensation immediately made her body tense up again, but before long she had relaxed and fell into a rhythm.

  Her hips started gyrating as the vibrator moved outside of her.

  Her clit-rubbing hand sprawled out to her side and searched until it found the seven-inch dildo resting beside her.

  She grabbed the thick toy and brought it to her slick, wet pussy.

  Then she tilted her head and smirked.

  With a jerk of her hand, she plunged the dildo into her asshole, opting for rectal pleasure while the vibrator worked on her pussy above.

  “Gaaah!” she moaned as the head of the blue dildo pushed apart the skin of her anus and dove into her rectum. It was a thick, hard toy, and the coldness of it shocked her system.

  Her imagination brought her back to the locker room, to Colton and his long, fat cock.

  The boy wonder had Gabby pressed against a bench now, and he spun her around like a doll, barely registering her weight as he moved her.

  The little puppet girl whimpered as her beefy boyfriend manhandled her. She stuck her ass out for his pleasure and succumbed to her role, playing the innocent young virgin who had no say in the matter.

  The buzzing of Jenny’s vibrator grew louder as she turned up the heat. She lifted her heavy legs from the bed, spreading them as far apart as they would go, until she was practically doing the splits in the air.

  She curved her legs at the knees, pointing them inward and sticking out her toes like a ballerina about to go en pointe.

  She moved the dildo in and out of her asshole, stretching her butt and pushing her cheeks apart to allow the girthy toy to fit inside of her.

  The wetness spilled from her pussy in rivulets now, dripping down her pussy to her taint, arching over her asshole where the big dildo penetrated her, and spilling onto the sheets in her lap.

  Her voice was low and raspy as she moaned again from the intense vaginal buzzing and anal prodding.

  In her daydream, Colton flipped up the little girl’s skirt and revealed her big bouncing booty. He clutched her hips with his strong, rugged hands, and yanked her closer to him, causing Gabby to cry out.

  “P-Please, Colton, it’s my first time . . . be g-gentle,” she murmured pathetically.

  Colton just smirked while his cock grew harder, until it was raging in front of him and had nowhere else to go. He rested the heavy appendage on top of Gabby’s bare ass and slid it over her little buttcrack.

  In Jenny’s dream, Colton’s thick cock dwarfed the girl’s ass in front of him. He slid it up and down between her asscrack, hotdogging the cheerleader and squeezing her cheeks around his dick.

  “After I’m done with you, honey, I’m going to let the boys have their turn. Got it?” Colton said in a syrupy voice, urging and hot.

  Gabby just nodded, her brown head of hair flickering. She looked over her shoulder and her eyes were big and innocent in her head. She had a frightened look on her face as she viewed the tremendous cock sliding over her asshole.

  Then Colton growled and shoved his big dick inside of her, making the girl utter a choking, noisy scream.

  Colton ravaged his little girlfriend and pushed her down on the bench, forcing the girl’s arms to bend and shake.

  One of his hands moved to the back of her head, where he grabbed her brunette hair by the root and tugged hard. Her head lurched back painfully.

  “Nooo!” Gabby cried, and then her voice was cut off by Colton’s other hand gliding between her perky tits and grabbing her by the throat.

  Gabby’s cute little face turned red as Colton pumped his hips and fucked her with his huge cock, while asphyxiating her at the same time.

  The boy’s hips knocked into Gabby’s and pushed her forward, but his hair-pulling technique made it so she couldn’t move more than an inch. Her body was arched in an awkward angle, like a suffocating ragdoll, and tears started to stream down her face as her boyfriend ravaged her poor pussy.

  The entire time, the other naked boys in the locker room cheered on their captain and took their own big cocks in their hands and started to furiously jerk off, waiting for their turn to penetrate the nubile girl in front of them.

  All except for Ethan Steele, who stood in the corner of the locker room with his hands fidgeting in front of his stomach, head bowed, his little weenie still limp between his legs.

  The sudden mental image snapped Jenny from her dream and she quirked her eyebrow at the strange direction her imagination had taken.

  She pegged it to a weird Freudian slip, and delved back into her dirty thoughts.

  She bit her bottom lip as she felt another orgasm reaching inside of her, heightening her senses.

  Jenny curled her toes and removed the buzzing vibrator from her pussy to allow her vagina some room to orgasm. She kept the dildo lodged in her asshole and her whole body trembled from the quaking ejaculation.

  Back in dreamland, Colton was on a tear. He stroked Gabby wildly and angrily, and the girl couldn’t stop cumming. Splashes of girly fluids drenched her thighs and spattered on the locker room floor.

  He was being anything but gentle to the poor girl.

  Then Colton used his bull-like strength and actually lifted Gabby up from the floor, using only his wedged cock and hands as the lifting tools.

  One hand stayed wrapped around the girl’s neck, while the one that had been pulling her hair moved to her waist. His strong, bulky arm circled around her thin ribcage and hugged her close to his body.

  Her body convulsed as she went airborne and came with an eye-rolling orgasm.

  Colon fucked her through the orgasm and made her body tremble even more. He had her completely helpless—pussy stretched and wrapped around his cock, which pushed up into him like a piston; face looking upward from the hand clutched at her throat; arm wrapped around her body, holding her in place in the air.

  Her legs bounced and flailed madly at her sides as she was bounced on Colton’s thick cock and turned into a useless, mumbling little slut.

  Colton laughed—a much different laugh than the airy, kind sound in his throat in real life.

  His laugh turned into a grunt, and suddenly his body clenched up. His strong buttocks flexed and he hilted Gabby on his cock, shoving the girl down to the base of his shaft.

  Then the fertile young stud exploded inside of her.

  At the same time, Jenny came again in real life. She shouted out and heard her voice echoing throughout her big house, down the hallways and stairs, reverberating around the walls.

  Fluids spilled out of her and drenched the bedsheets.

  Her clenching asshole forced the dildo to rocket out of her ass and roll across the bed from the force of her orgasm.

  She had cum three times in 15 minutes, all thanks to the perverted thoughts involving her son’s best friend.

  After cumming her brains out for 30 seconds or so, Jenny turned the vibrator off and let her body deflate.

  She fell prone on the bed, letting her tits spill out even further to her sides, and looked away from the mirror.

  As it usually happened after her nasty thoughts were expunged by a forceful cumming episode, she couldn’t look at her naked body in the mirror any longer.

  She breathed heavily, then chuckled to herself, thankful that her body was s
o accustomed to the punishment she put it through on a daily basis.

  A flicker of her dreams played in her mind, with Gabby now face-up on the dirty locker room floor, crying and staring up at a circle of strong boys with their cocks hovering over her.

  The big dicks spurted ropes of cum onto her, one by one, caking her body with the thick white goo, until a few splotches shot into her mouth and face and eyelids and forced her to stop crying so she could choke on the nasty spunk.

  The boys laughed the entire time.

  Jenny laughed in real life, wondering where these barbaric thoughts were coming from.

  Then she heard a loud sound—the unmistakable ringing of a cellphone going off.

  But it wasn’t her cell’s ringtone, and it was coming from downstairs . . .

  Chapter Three

  Jenny poked her head out from behind the wall of the hallway upstairs. She peered downstairs and waited for a moment, but the only sound she heard was that of an annoying, beeping ringtone echoing through the house.

  She crept downstairs, her feet pitter-pattering on the carpeted steps. She was still naked, and her body jiggled and bounced wonderfully as she meandered down.

  She loved walking through the house naked, but she couldn’t do it very often because Ethan was home all the time.

  She really wanted that boy to get out more, but the fact was that he was a bit of a homebody. He liked his video games and chatting with friends online. But at least he played a sport to keep in shape.

  Jenny really had no room to complain.

  If Ethan was going to find a girl in high school, said girl would have to just fall in his lap—maybe literally—the way things were going.

  When Jenny had broached the subject before, and threw out the dreaded V-word that no late-teenage boy wants to hear, Ethan had shut down and blushed like Rudolph’s red nose.

  That was all the response Jenny needed to know that her son was still a virgin.

  Oh well, she thought as she reached the bottom of the stairs, his time will come.

  He’s a kind, sweet boy. Plus, he’s pretty tall and fit. He should have no problems finding women in the future.

  Jenny wondered why thoughts of her son were coming to mind while she was strutting around the house naked, her tits and ass hanging out, her own juices lathering the insides of her thighs after a period of intense, orgasmic release.

  It’s a bit inappropriate and strange, she thought, but the mind will do what the mind does, I guess . . .

  The annoying ringing finally stopped, but not before Jenny located the phone in the kitchen, sitting on the counter near the fridge.

  She picked up the black iPhone and clicked it on, then her heart skipped a beat.

  1 MISSED CALL (GABBY <3)

  Her heart kept a-fluttering as she read the name over and over again. She could see the screensaver behind the message box: a beautiful young couple with bright, shining smiles, their temples touching in a loving embrace.

  The selfie was of Colton and his girlfriend, Gabriella.

  Dark thoughts immediately crossed Jenny’s mind. It seemed ominous and prophetic that this lovely couple would be staring her in the face after she had just cum three hard times while imagining the studly boy ruining the cheerleader’s perfect little pussy in front of all of his football buddies.

  It made her deliriously think that they had been watching her flick her bean and convulse on her bed from blissful aftershocks, with the thick dildo lodged deep in her asshole. Like, telepathically or something.

  The next thought that crossed Jenny’s analytical mind was also dark, but in a different sense. An idea starting forming—one she knew she shouldn’t pursue—

  But again, the mind will do . . .

  “Hmmmm,” she hummed aloud, leaning over the kitchen counter to rest her big full boobs on the cold surface. Goosebumps rose on her arms from the touch of the tiles against her bulging underboob.

  She pressed her body down, leaning further over the counter to smoosh her tits on the surface, and kicked one of her feet out behind her.

  She twirled the iPhone in her hand a few times—a nervous tick—and bit her bottom lip.

  A slow smirk came to her lips.

  Jenny took the phone and headed back upstairs to her room.

  When she reached her room, she was surprised at the stench of sweat and sex that wafted into her nostrils like a wall.

  She sat down on the edge of her bed and stared at her curvy body in the mirror across the way. Spreading her legs, she revealed her pretty pink pussy, hairless from the Brazilian wax she’d gotten the day before.

  Even though she wasn’t getting any, she still liked to stay trimmed up and clean in case the occasion presented itself . . .

  She took the iPhone, clicked a couple buttons, and then was staring at her own face at an unflattering angle, as she’d flipped the phone’s camera back at her.

  She raised the phone into the sky like she was going to take a face-selfie, but then lowered the angle of the screen at the last second.

  Click!

  She checked the resulting photo and smiled mischievously.

  Jenny had taken a perfectly framed photo of her own huge knockers and the lower half of her body, but with her face cropped out of the shot.

  And she’d taken it on Colton Cunningham’s phone.

  That’s what he gets for forgetting the phone with his friend’s horny mom! Jenny thought to herself, giggling.

  She felt like a high schooler again, like she was ditching class and was on the verge of getting caught. It gave her a rush, seeing her own tits barely fitting into the full frame of Colton’s phone.

  Holding the phone out again, she placed it at arm’s-reach, so it was pushed out far from her body.

  She made sure her legs were nice and spread, with her thick thighs drooping over the edge of the bed.

  Click!

  She looked at the photo. Her face was cropped out again, and this time she’d taken a direct pussy shot of herself.

  Damn, I look good, she thought, chuckling again. Who wouldn’t want to fuck me?

  Her plan got more wicked after that.

  She clicked around on the phone a bit, with the blue light reflecting off her face, and figured out the phone’s number—Colton’s number.

  Then she scrolled through the address book and found Gabby’s number.

  She found her own phone sitting on the nightstand, and inputted both Colton and Gabby’s numbers into her cell.

  Then she sent herself a text message with the two lewd photos, so she’d have copies of them.

  She took Colton’s iPhone back downstairs and placed it on the kitchen counter, not bothering to delete the photos she’d taken.

  As she marched back to the stairs, she paused at the bottom step. She looked over her shoulder at the phone, which sat innocently on the kitchen counter but held the seeds of a dark secret.

  There would be no turning back from her scheme if she went up those stairs. Things could get ugly.

  Or, things could get really, really good.

  Jenny shrugged and grabbed the railing, then headed back up to her room.

  She was all in.

  SHE STAYED IN HER ROOM when she heard the front door open downstairs a couple hours later.

  She had taken a little nap, but had made sure to throw on her fuzzy pink knee-length robe before dozing off.

  The last thing she wanted to happen was to be sitting on the couch, right where Ethan had left her before leaving for practice, and for Colton to somehow spot the nasty photos she’d taken— while she was just sitting there.

  She would never have been able to talk her way out of it, and it could have seriously fucked things up.

  She heard the loud chatter of boys being boys—it sounded like Ethan had brought the same crew back after football practice—and then she distinctly heard the deep voice of Colton say, “Ah, here it is. Thank God.”

  Jenny thought she was being paranoid.

 
; Why would Colton cycle through his photos right now, after just finding his phone sitting on the kitchen counter?

  “Hold on, guys, Gabby called,” came the dim echo of Colton’s voice. “I’m gonna see if she wants to go with.”

  “Come on, man, call her back in the car. Did you see those chicks? Let’s get after ‘em before it’s too late,” Ethan’s voice called out.

  Oh, poor, sweet Ethan, Jenny thought, feeling guilty. The desperation and excitement in her son’s voice was almost too much for her to bear.

  Get after those little skanks, darling.

  “Fine, fine,” Colton’s voice replied. “Hey, where’s your mom?”

  “The hell should I know?” Ethan spat. “Her car’s in the driveway.”

  “Bye Ms. Steele!” Colton’s raised voice rang out, a bit jokingly.

  A few moments later, the front door had closed again. The house was quiet and the loud boys were gone.

  And Colton Cunningham was holding a ticking time bomb in his pocket.

  THE SUN WAS SETTING when Jenny decided to play her hand. She gazed out the window of her room, west, at the pink and orange horizon as the brilliant orb of light settled down beneath the ocean’s waves.

  Splitting with Eliot due to his adultery had had its perks. She’d gotten to keep their expensive house, which was near the ocean in La Jolla, California, smack dab in the beautiful heart of San Diego.

  The sun looked picturesque as it sank beneath the horizon.

  It was almost 8:00 p.m. It had been a couple hours since Ethan and the boys had come back and left the house to chase the elusive girls they’d met. Jenny figured it had been long enough, that one young man in particular had probably split off from the group by now to connect with his own sexy ladyfriend.

  Jenny took her phone and held it in her lap.

  She held it in her lap for a long time without doing anything other than thumping her knee up and down anxiously while she sat on the edge of her bed.

  She chewed her bottom lip and debated with herself.

  But the damage was done—Colton would find the pictures eventually, and she wanted to get there first.

  She pulled up a new text message and made it out to Colton.