1. Stepmother's Bed


    Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    simply brush her hair, she thought. Please help me, God? Don't let him bludgeon me to death with the brush. Don't let him stick the handle up me! But to her amazement, he began brushing tenderly, with long even strokes. He groaned with admiration as he worked, and she wondered what unspeakable act was about to follow. And then, barely noticeable at first, Joyce became aware that the car was rocking in a steady rhythmic motion. She guessed she knew what he was doing. Peeking over her shoulder, she saw him brushing with one hand and jerking on his big stiff flesh-hunk with the other hand. &#034Tresses,&#034 he kept saying. &#034Tresses ... tresses ... &#034 As the rocking of the car increased, she considered making a dash for freedom--opening the door and running--but she could not move. Expecting the worst, she sat frozen, paralyzed with fear as he went on chanting and beating his meat. The old car was rocking so fast now she could hear the springs squeaking. He dropped the brush to the floor then began petting the black tresses more urgently. He turned her so that she faced him and ripped her blouse open so he could stare at her breasts as he groped her hair. The tempo of his masturbation increased to a frenzy and he grunted with each thump of his fist. His prick was very large, but it was crooked like no male organ she had ever seen. It curved off to one side, like a knockwurst. He bent down, licked her erect nipples for a moment, then said, &#034I'm gonna come in your ...
    hair, little girl. I'm gonna shoot my goo all over your black hair. I told you I wouldn't hurt you if you let me have my way. I meant it, too. Just you let me do my weird thing. Don't get scared,&#034 he cackled. &#034In fact, you kin watch me shoot my wad if you want. Wouldn't you like to see a man's goo blast out and clump up in your hair? Huh?&#034 The desperate expression on his face and the fast pace of his jerking off his bent prick told Joyce that probably all he wanted was to come in her hair. Yes, he actually meant what he had said--at least she hoped so. Yes, he was some kind of sex kook who just wanted to shoot his sperm in her hair! Relief and gratitude singed through her as she realized he wasn't going to **** her and he wasn't going to kill her. Still, she would have to be tactful. Instinct told her that the main crisis would come after he had spent his sperm. Then she would have to persuade him she would never, never tell. If necessary, she would have to pretend she liked the act and even make a follow-up date to repeat the weird ritual. Suddenly he told her to bend down. Apparently she did not move fast enough to please him, for he jerked very hard at her hair until her face was just inches from the dribbling end of his bent hard-on. To her surprise, he did not attempt to stick his prick in her mouth. Instead, he arranged her hair so that it d****d over his furry testicles and tenacled all around his rock-hard shaft. He began pounding harder and faster then, ...
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