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(MF, inc, nc, rp) *** Arlene lay splayed on the dinner table heaving, aftershocks making her body tremble and quake while she moaned. How sexy, I sat thinking while watching her shake. Her usually perfect hair and make-up were a mess. The light Blue shirt she wore, lay open along with her front clasp white lacy bra. Arlene’s large, pillowy breasts hung lewdly toward the sides of her chest. Her button front Blue denim skirt was open to her waist, as her torn Pink silk panties hung from one ankle. Lust made me want to take her again as I watched our illicit mixture drool out her glistening snatch and down the crack of her ass. Arlene began to stir as I went for a second helping from the dinner table. My rock hard cock brought her back to life as it slammed into her womanhood. "Oh god no not again, you bastard this should have never happened, get out before I tell your father," she screeched. I just laughed and kept giving her hard tit shaking thrusts until I came. When I pulled out, Arlene immodestly jumped up and ran to the bathroom as our combined juices ran down her legs. I chuckled to myself as I dressed to leave. On my way home I began replaying the evening's events in my head. Again I chuckled, thinking of Arlene lying there with lust filled eyes while scolding me. She couldn’t stop staring at my rock hard shaft as I hammered her excited hole. This was not something I thought would happen when she invited me over to discuss the problems between my estranged father and me. We were standing in the kitchen talking when I said something she didn’t like. "You little bastard, where do you get off saying something like that?" She snapped. "First, I’m not a bastard, I just have an asshole father that doesn’t give a shit about me, furthermore he is a pussy-whipped, pencil-dicked, asshole," I responded. "You should wish to be half the man your father is," Arlene quipped. "Why?" I asked, "Mine was twice his size when I was 16." Arlene didn’t answer as she kept washing the dishes. Strangely enough this conversation was making me horny towards a woman that I could never stand. I began to notice that she was rubbing and squeezing her legs together. Was she also becoming excited by the sexual innuendo in the air? The conversation sure wasn’t bringing the family any closer, so I decided why not try the hands on approach. I came up behind my bitchy stepmother. My prick was solid as an iron bar and made a noticeable lump in my pants. "Can’t we just kiss or something and make up?" I asked. Arlene gasped as my hands snaked under her armpits and cupped her full, soft breasts. At first she tried to squirm away, but surprisingly, never said a word, as she became aware of the formidable, angry hard-on grinding against her ass. I thumbed her stiffening nipples and ground my bone into her, as she melted back onto my chest and sighed. "We really shouldn't be doing this, your father could be home anytime," she said in a breathy voice. What was I hearing? She was not saying stop, or this was wrong, but that she didn’t want my father to catch us. Arlene became more wanton and aggressive as I continued my assault. Reaching between us, she began stroking my cock through my jeans as I unbuttoned her blouse. Undoing her front clasp bra, Arlene’s luscious tits spilled into my hands and I began pulling and rolling her long, thick, rubbery nipples. She started moaning and unzipped my pants. Slipping her hand inside my boxers she started jerking me off as I reached down and undid a few buttons on her skirt. She whimpered as she felt my hand slip inside her panties and brush across her wet, swollen mound. The heat and dampness radiating from her cunt were incredible. Her knees buckled when I started rubbing her inflamed clit. Arlene turned around, looked at me with lust filled eyes and said, "Why are you making me do this when we both know how wrong it is?" The question must have been rhetorical because without another word she slid down to her knees taking my jeans and shorts with her. "Oh Kevin, you’re right, it is larger than your fathers," she said, as she gripped my shaft at its base and licked it like an ice cream bar. Arlene was incredible at giving head. She had me on the verge of cumming at least five times before I finally grabbed her head and came down her throat. "Drink it down you cum sucking whore!" I barked. This only seemed to turn her on more, as she greedily slurped and gulped down my load. We were far from done though. Standing her up, I pushed her towards the dinner table. Arlene fell back against the table as we kissed angrily and hard. My hands roamed her sexy older body. Arlene was 40, but her daily workout regiment was still paying off. She had that older sexy softness of a well-kept body. I broke off our kiss and started my decent. I suckled her thick, puffy nipples gently at first but when she cradled my head in her hands and moaned, I became much more aggressive. She seemed to like that even more. Running my hands down her thighs to the bottom of her skirt I opened it to her waist in one hard tug sending buttons flying everywhere. Continuing my oral assault on her hard, red, nipples, I moved my hand to her mound. Rubbing Arlene’s swollen pussy through her drenched panties; she groaned and squeezed my head harder to her tits. That did it for me, I pushed her down on the table and tore her soaked silk panties down, leaving them hanging from her ankle. Arlene amused me with her whimpering, while lying displayed before me, like a common whore. Here was a woman that became offended if she even heard the word suck, but instead was begging me not to stop. "Oh yes, eat my pussy, please it’s been so long, please suck my clitty," She rasped. I inserted one, two, then three fingers into her soaking twat. Her ass was 6 inches off the table and gyrating as I finger fucked her fleshy hole. "OH GOD YES! YES! YES!" She screamed as I started licking and sucking her fat, swollen clit. Arlene’s whole body shook violently as she started to climax. Her hands were on my head directing me as she chanted, "Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god, OH MY GODDDD!!! I’M CUMMING!!!" I covered her quaking cunt with my mouth and sucked hard as my tongue drove deep into her. "YOU BASTARD, YES, OH MY GOD YES, YES!" She screamed as her pussy filled my mouth with her succulent nectar. Once when I was young I saw huge wet spot on her bed spread. I now knew where it came from as her juices overflowed my mouth and ran down my chin, pooling on the table. Standing up I lifted her legs over my shoulders and plunged my steel shaft in with one hard stroke. Arlene arched her back and cried out as my cock filled her spasming hole. "OHHHHHH MYYYYY GODDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!" She screamed as I fucked her hard with long, deep strokes. My mouth began to water as her big, soft breasts swayed seductively on her chest. Keeping her legs over my shoulders I grabbed two handfuls of tit and started gnawing on Arlene’s cog shaped milk faucets. "I’m cumming again, I’m cumming all over your big fucking cock," She whined. Not able to hold back anymore, I used her tits for handles and started fucking her fast and hard. "Kevin you can’t cum in me, I’m not on the pill." She cried out well cumming on my pistoning prick. "So, that’s not my problem," I said, sinking my exploding shaft deep in her velvety cunt and cumming harder than I can ever remember. Now that I sit back and think about it, maybe I will have Christmas dinner with the folks this year. After all I already know whom I’ll have for dessert. ** Smiling to myself, I had to admit that this was a good situation. After that first incident with Arlene, I was able to take her whenever the urge came up. I did wind up going to Christmas dinner and had a splendid time. Dad was an asshole as always and ignored the family. All through the day I kept picturing my seemingly prudish stepmother on her knees sucking back a hot load of my jism. After dinner I saw Arlene head down stairs to get something and decided that I was ready for dessert. As before, I came up behind her and cupped her large soft breasts, making her jump. "No," She whined quietly, "we can’t go down that road again." I just chuckled and ground my hard cock into her ass. "We can and will," I said as I turned her around. Her lips were painted festively with thick, bright red lipstick. I knew I needed to be between them, so I pressured her down to her knees. "You know what to do," I commanded. Arlene gazed up at me and said, "Why are you making me do this again?" As she unzipped my slacks. Reaching inside she carefully pulled out my stiff pole while I groped her tits through the thin silken material of her blouse. Her long, thick nipples were hard and begging for more attention as I pulled at them. Arlene gave out a little moan and started jacking me off. I watched as her sexy red lips parted and took the bulbous head of twitching prick in her mouth. Now, I did realize that this was a dangerous situation, but the excitement of it had me knowing I would be soon be filling her mouth with my load. Arlene must have sensed this too, because she was really going at it. Loud slurping noises filled the air, as her painted lips left streaks of red along my pulsing shaft. "Arlene, where the hells the dessert," I heard my father bellow from up stairs. Arlene looked up at me with a cock filled face of lust as I smiled and sank my fingers hard into her tits making her moan. Keeping a firm grasp of one tit, I grabbed the back of her head and started fucking her throat. Arlene gagged at first, but quickly became accustomed to the intrusion as my balls bounced off her chin. Looking down I could see she had a hand inside her pantyhose and was making herself cum too. As she started her muffled moans of climax my cock was deep in her throat. Her moaning started an incredible vibration in my balls, making me spew my pent up load. Arlene didn’t say a word as she finished jacking me off onto her tongue and swallowed. With a half smile on her face she looked up at me and said, "This will never happen again." "Yeah, right!" I replied as I wiped my cock off in her hair and then went upstairs. To Be Continued... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 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