1. Wicked Web - Stepmom's A Bitch


    Date: 10/7/2014, Categories: Taboo, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 44, Source: LushStories

    bed dip between my involuntarily wide-spread thighs, but then a soft slurping sound accompanied the wonderful feeling of her tongue worming its way between my pussy lips. I gasped with pleasure. Her tongue skillfully tickled my snatch in all the right ways, and her lips nibbled and caressed and sucked on my clit. In a matter of minutes I was gasping and moaning, and when she stopped for a second and prompted me to tell her if I liked it, I quickly started to moan depraved little encouragements like, “Yes, mommy, suck my clitty!” and “Oh god, mommy, that feels so good!” I was on the brink of coming when she suddenly let go and the bed dipped next to me. I whimpered and pleaded for her not to stop, but then the bed rustled on both sides of my head and the smell of arousal grew stronger and stronger. I caught on, parted my lips and stuck out my tongue, which quickly met her juicing snatch. If anything, it tasted even sweeter than last night, and I lost myself in the task of worshiping her pussy. Her moans quickly grew in intensity, and her hips rocked with each stroke of my tongue. My chin and cheeks were wet with her juices. “Fuck me with your tongue. Stick it inside me!” she ordered, and for a moment I really thought it was Clare’s voice. The idea to lick dad’s girlfriend was so kinky that I moaned when I followed her request and pushed my tongue inside her, feeling the smooth, slick walls wrap around it in desire. She tasted glorious, and I moved my head back and forth as ...
    good as I could, caressing her pussy walls with my tongue. Something was a little off, but I couldn’t point my finger at it, so I just enjoyed the moment and her quickening little moans and whimpers. Her pussy walls started to tighten rhythmically around my tongue, telling me that her climax was fast approaching, when realization dawned on me. Where the tip of my nose had been tickled by the small patch of pubic hair last night when I had licked Becky, it now only encountered soft, wet skin. I halted my ministrations and my body stiffened. It couldn’t be, could it? The scarf was pulled away and my breath hitched. “Mommy?” It was strange that the first word that came to my mind was the hated form of address she had needled me to use, but when I took in the rapture on her face and the slight sheen of sweat that glistened on her breasts and tummy, my own pussy clenched hard. Then a pair of lips - Becky’s lips - closed over my petals and butterflies exploded where her tongue tickled my folds. With a trembling gasp at my own audacity, I pushed my tongue back into Clare’s dripping pussy, wiggled it around and watched her pinch her own nipples while she threw back her head. Her hips shook and her thighs trembled. She looked like a goddess, and at that moment, I wanted nothing more than drink all of her precious nectar. My lips searched for her clit and found it. It was huge compared to mine, but when I wrapped them around it and suckled softly, the hard gasp and deep moan told me that ...
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