Step Mother’s Advice Rebound

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“Hey- don’t look away, don’t you like the looks of my boobs?” Cynthia asked. “Here, go ahead and feel them.” She guided his hands down to her chest where his warm palms cupped her breasts like he had just done with Sharon’s. Mashing them together and rubbing on her nipple, Cynthia closed her eyes and hummed a note of approval as she giggled to herself. “Mmm… you’re having quite the night, huh?”

For the first time that evening, Ben’s eyes lit up and widened with recognition as he looked between Sharon and Cynthia. He was beginning to understand this was a coordinated act and not just some scene out of a porno. Cynthia short circuited the series of questions Ben looked like he wanted to ask by reaching between his thighs and beginning to stroke his limp cock. Gently pulling and pushing on his shaft, she awoke his 18 year old cock as her free hand rubbed up and down his thigh.

“Did you know I always had a thing for you?” Cynthia smiled beneath squinted eyes up at him. Ben’s cock grew and thickened. Her palm with every stroke. His head swelled and pointed at her lips. “I mean, you’re cute, trustworthy…” her pumps became more purposeful now that his shaft throbbed before her. She used her whole arm to work his erection. She bit her lip with eagerness as she watched the drip of precum escape the tip of his shaft. “Athletic body… you’re gentlemanly… but none of that matters though, you know that right?”

Cynthia’s lips hovered inches above his cock. Her tongue neared his shaft but she smiled and separated before touch each time. Either her words or her teasing focused his concentration on this erotic scene happening to him. “You can be the sexiest guy or the richest or the nicest guy, and no woman who isn’t looking to get paid for her time will notice you without this one thing…”

Cynthia stuck out her surprisingly long tongue and, while holding his now flexing hard shaft, up to his belly, made a long and soft lick up the base of his shaft all the way to the tip. Her tongue snaked around the head of his shaft and Ben shuddered as she made a long tender lick across his urethra that culminated in a long drip of precum dangling and stretching between her tongue and his cock as she pulled away. Slurping his cum to her mouth, she licked her lips looking up at the starry-eyed boy. “If you don’t have confidence in yourself, no girl can see you,” she said.

Ben internalized her words and realized he was slouching because he quickly straightened his back. Almost immediately he was rewarded by Cynthia’s thick red lips pressing down around the head of his cock. Her head bobbed slowly as her lips worked tight, wet circles on his shaft. Lowering and raising she blew his dick. When Ben, in his astonished moment of pleasure, scooted forward and spread his legs to give Cynthia a better angle, she must have liked that as well, because her eyes locked with Ben’s as her stretched lips slid all the way down his shaft and held, deep throating him. The sight of her stepson’s eyes rolling backwards in pleasure as he groaned did make Sharon wet, she had to admit.

Sharon felt fingers close around her ankle, beckoning her to move forward and lower herself beside Cynthia. Cynthia’s playful fingers brushed and tickled up and down Sharon’s ankle as she pulled free from his shaft gasping for air as she stroked his shaft. More to be polite than any other reason, Sharon complied, swiping the robe cloth she wore away from her legs as she knelt beside the much younger lady.

Despite her comfortability with sex and her wealth of experience she had gained over the years, Sharon had never been around another woman in a sexual way. Her college years never involved any experimentation. She never kissed a woman or specifically found a woman arousing per se. So when Cynthia retreated from Ben’s shaft and, in a pumping motion, angled his cock towards her as if she was passing her something to try at a buffet dinner, Sharon had a few hesitations.

Letting the moment take her away, Sharon dove in. Wrapping her lips around the tip of his cock, Sharon was greeted with the swirl of tastes of Ben salty shaft and Cynthia residual saliva. Sharon’s lips quickly worked her way up and down the length of her stepson and his moans filled her ears and wetted her pussy lips.

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