Cathy was working busily in her office, checking the sheet of figures for the tenth time. She leaned back in her chair, took off her glasses, and cleaned them with a Kleenex before fitting them back on her nose.
It had been a long day already, though it wasn't quite noon. Her thoughts had continued to drift toward Miles' prick. She had awakened that morning after dreaming of getting fucked in the ass by his massive pole of cock muscle, and she had promptly seduced Tom. But even after fucking her husband, cumming twice herself, and having her cunt flooded with his slick fuck-cream, she still daydreamed of her stepson's cock and felt, cramming up her asshole.
Cathy put her heel up on the desk, and she crossed her feet at the ankles. Her skirt slipped higher on her thighs, showing off the darker portion of her nylon, and the clasp of the garter. Cathy looked at her leg and smiled, leaving her skirt where it was. Only a few short months earlier she would have demurely covered her leg, even in private.
Closing her eyes, Cathy ran the tip of her tongue around her pink lips. She could almost taste Miles' prick. In her mind, she could picture his broad chest and bulging muscled arms. She remembered how terrible the pain was when he first reamed her asshole with his cock, and how that pain quickly changed to sheer pleasure.
If only I had the courage to suck Tom's cock, Cathy thought, then I wouldn't have to think about my stepson.
Cathy was snapped out of her reverie when the door of her office suddenly opened and Miles walked in. She was too stunned to move. Her first thought was fear. Miles was going to force her to service his prick again. And Tom was working in a nearby office.
When Jayne walked in behind Miles, Cathy felt relief flooding over her. She was certain Miles wouldn't try anything with his sister there. Not even Miles, as wildly sensual as he was, would do something that dumb.
"Hi!" Jayne said cheerfully, closing the office door. "How's it going today?"
Cathy looked at her stepdaughter. She had gotten along fairly well with the teenager since being married to Tom, but there was still something about the girl that was disturbing. Perhaps, Cathy thought, it was just because Jayne was so different from herself. Or maybe it was because Jayne always seemed distant.
Taking her feet off the desk, Cathy smoothed her skirt over her thighs and faced the two intruders. The look in Miles' eyes wasn't unusual. She'd seen it before. It meant he was horny, and he expected Cathy to do something about it.
"What are you doing here?" Cathy asked sternly.
"What kind of tone is that to use with your new, loving stepchildren?" Jayne asked, her ruby lips pouting mockishly. "Here we've come, to see you out of the goodness of our hearts, and you say things like that to us!"
Cathy wished Miles would say something. He didn't. She knew he wouldn't. It was just another way for him to torture her.
"What is it you want?" Cathy demanded, getting nervous. Looking into Jayne's eyes, she saw the same wanton quality that Miles' eyes held. "What are you doing here?"
Jayne was dressed in a loose-fitting dress. The front was cut low, showing off the small swells of her tits. The dress was slitted up the front and, when she walked her long thighs were revealed. She sat on Cathy's desk, smiling mischievously.
"Can't you take anything at face value? We just thought we'd come and talk to you for a bit." Jayne looked at Miles, and her smile broadened. "Besides, Miles is horny. Tom… remember him? Our father, your husband? He's taken an early lunch with a potential client. We thought we'd keep you company while he's, gone," Jayne leaned closer to Cathy, her smile becoming even more broad. "And Dad said he wouldn't be back for a couple hours. We've told the secretaries that we're in here having a family-type chat. So they're going to hold all calls and not disturb us until Miles or I say it's, okay."
"Oh, my God! You're working together, aren't you!" Cathy's eyes darted from Miles to Jayne in disbelief. "You're insane! Both of you are positively insane!"
Jayne's smile faded quickly. She hissed: "Keep your voice down, dearie, or your secretaries will hear you. And we can't have that, can we? No, sir! Think of the scandal there would be if you'd be responsible for bringing disgrace to the Sanders' good name."
Cathy knew she couldn't fight them. Singly, they were dangerous, combined, they were impossible. Her only hope was to avoid them. She suddenly darted around her desk, heading for the door. In the outer office she'd be in the safety of her secretaries. Miles and Jayne wouldn't dare try anything in front of them.
She wasn't more than five steps from the door when Miles grabbed her by the elbow.
Cathy struggled briefly, then his arms were around her waist, trapping her arms to her sides. The brunette's big tits billowed out as she inhaled deeply, both angry and frightened.
"Let go of me, Goddamn you!" Cathy hissed through gritted teeth. "Let go, or I'll scream!"
Jayne stood in front of her stepmother, watching the woman's mountainous tits rising and falling. The teenager had never made it with another woman before, and she was going to try it today. The sight of Cathy's big, creamy tits straining against the blouse, flattening out and causing the buttons to pull apart, made the girl's mouth water.
"Quiet, damn you, or I'll make things even worse," Jayne threatened, her eyes burning into Cathy's. "Hold her, Miles. We're not letting her slip away this time."
Cathy glared at Jayne, staring deep into the girl's dark eyes. When Jayne touched her fingertips to Cathy's face, electrical shocks seemed to pass between their bodies.
Slowly, Jayne's face moved closer to Cathy's. The girl closed her eyes, but Cathy did not. She watched her face come closer. Then their lips were touching, and Cathy felt a strange moistness in her cunt. Jayne's tongue traced around Cathy's lips. Cathy smelled the sweetness of the girl's perfume, and she tasted her lipstick.
Cathy tried to be calm and calculating about what was happening. She had stopped struggling against Miles, but his arms were still wrapped like steel cables around her waist, keeping her arms down and defenseless.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Jayne purred as she kissed her stepmother with increasing passion. Their lips were pressed firmly together now, and Jayne's fingers pushed through Cathy's long, silky hair. "Open your mouth."
"No!" Cathy said quickly, then clamped her mouth shut.
She couldn't keep Jayne from kissing her, but she'd be damned if she'd French kiss. That was going too far!
"Open up, damn it!" Jayne snapped.
Cathy kept her eyes open as Jayne's face approached hers once more. When their lips touched, Cathy's lips relaxed. She felt the girl's tongue slithering into her mouth. Surprisingly, Cathy wasn't as repulsed by the girl's wet, caressing kisses as she thought she would be. The sensation of the girl's mouth sent a warm flush to Cathy's checks, and a familiar itch began in her pussy.
"Mmmmmmnimmm!" Jayne purred, kissing her stepmother more urgently as the glowing warmth in her own cunt grew.
Jayne flattened herself against Cathy, enjoying the way her stepmother's tit mounds pressed against her own taut, tingling tits.
"Hold her," Jayne instructed her older brother. Looking straight into Cathy's eyes she added: "If you fight us, it'll only be worse for you. Just stand there until I tell you to do otherwise."
"Just don't hurt me," Cathy whispered. She knew deep in her heart that Jayne and Miles would never hurt her. She knew they did not want to harm her, only satisfy themselves with her body.
Jayne's ups traveled to Cathy's smooth, silken neck. As her moist, painted lips caressed the woman's satiny flesh, she unbuttoned Cathy's blouse down to her stomach. Pushing her hands inside the silk blouse, Jayne cupped Cathy's twin mounds of firm, warm tit flesh. Even through Cathy's bra, Jayne could feel her lust-hardened nipples throbbing.
"So, you are getting hot after all!" Jayne said triumphantly. "Don't try to lie to me. I'm younger than you, but I know the changes in a woman's body when she gets turned on."
Cathy closed her eyes and tried to move, to get her tits out of Jayne's hands, but Miles held her fast. She damned her body for being responsive to the girl's groping hands and searching mouth.
The clasp of Cathy's white bra was between the cups, and Jayne had no trouble undoing it. Slowly, as though opening a present, she pulled the cups away from Cathy's big, creamy tits.
"They're gorgeous! So big! So much bigger than mine," Jayne purred.
She stared at Cathy's tits, amazed and envying their fullness, roundness, and total perfection. Her light-brown areolas were the size of silver dollars, and her tit tips protruded pertly.
Trembling uncontrollably, Cathy felt shame at her body's betrayal. Why did her body always have to get hot whenever it was touched? Why did her nipples always become so electrified, so obviously aroused whenever they were touched? And even now, with Miles' hulkish arms pinning her own slender arms down, she felt wanton desires building!
"Oh, God! Noooooooo!" Cathy lamented as the itching sensation seeped from her nipples through her veins.
When Jayne captured one hard nipple between her lips, and lashed at it with her tongue, Cathy shivered.
Jayne had never tasted a woman's tit before. At her first taste of warm, firm, tit flesh, she wondered why she had never done it. She devoured Cathy's nipple, sucking greedily, opening her painted lips wide to suck as much of the tasty flesh into her mouth as possible.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" Jayne moaned with uninhibited pleasure.
She transferred her attention to Cathy's other nipple, biting on it softly. When Cathy squirmed, Jayne knew she was sucking and massaging the woman's tits the right way.
Rolling her head back on her shoulders, Cathy felt her cheek brushing against Miles' cheek. She turned her face away from his, resting her head on his broad shoulder. When his lips pressed through her lustrous brunette hair to caress her neck wetly, a hungry groan came from her lips. Her hands were small fists at her sides, but she made no move to stop Miles or Jayne.
As Jayne's lips moved from nipple to nipple, Cathy found herself shaking. Her knees felt weak. Moving backward slightly, she felt Miles' cockmeat rubbing against her asscheeks. Since he was so much taller than she, his prick was almost at her leather belt.
"Damn you… damn you… damn you both!" Cathy whimpered, lost totally to the ecstatic feelings that seeped throughout her curvaceous body.
Jayne's fingers were digging deep into Cathy's pliable tit mounds, sending tingling shocks all through her stepmother's body. Cathy's cunt was getting moist, making her bikini panties cling to her snatch. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, wishing her stepchildren would lean her alone.
As Jayne sucked on one budlike nipple, the teenager slipped a hand up Cathy's dress, between her thighs. She pulled down the woman's panties. Her hand pressed against Cathy's hairless cuntlips. Jayne gingerly slipped her middle finger into Cathy's cuntslit and felt the slick oil seep into her palm.
"Mmmmmmmmminft!" she slurped, finger fucking her stepmother as she nursed on a broad nipple. When Jayne pulled her mouth away from Cathy's tit, both women sighed.
"Let's get her clothes off," Jayne said to Miles.
Cathy did not immediately protest when Miles' arms loosened from around her waist. She stood motionless as Miles jerked her blouse down her back, and did not complain when the buttons on the cuffs popped off. Miles unzipped her skirt, and he pushed it down her legs quickly. Suddenly, the boy caught her wrists, and he twisted her arms behind her back.
"Don't…" Cathy whispered, unable to muster more of a defense.
"Get her down," Jayne commanded, her voice quivering with excitement as she sat down on the thickly carpeted floor, and she spread her legs wide.
"Oh, God!" Cathy gasped at seeing Jayne's naked, shaven pussy mound. She felt Miles grip both of her wrists into one of his meaty hands. She gasped as the fingers of his free hand entwined in the thick hair at the back of her neck. When he pulled down, she winced in pain and kneeled.
"Eat her cunt!" Miles said, each word coming out slowly, carefully. He shook Cathy's head a little, pushing her down toward his sister's inflamed, waiting pussy.
"No! I can't! You can't make me do that!" Cathy whimpered, unable to tear her eyes away from Jayne's glistening cunt.
"The hell I can't!" Miles snapped.
Cathy compressed her lips. They could rub her face against Jayne's pussy, but she wasn't going to lick it. She simply wasn't going to lick it!
Jayne raised her knees and spread them, forming a deep valley. Her golden hair spread out around her head, forming a silken halo around her beautiful face. Her ruby cuntlips were twitching in anticipation of Cathy's mouth.
"It's a first for me, too," Jayne said, thinking that might ease her stepmother's uneasiness.
Cathy's tits flattened against her knees, and bulged out under her arms as she bent forward. She tried to turn her face away from Jayne's cunt, but Miles shook her by the hair again.
"No, no, no…" Cathy said, her words trailing off when her lips were pressed against Jayne's pussy.
She could feel the warmth and, moisture of the girl's cunt against her mouth. Cathy waited, unsure of exactly what to do. Miles' hand was still on her wrists, and, her head was trapped between Jayne's spread thighs. Groaning with displeasure, Cathy snaked her tongue from between her lips.
"Ohhhhh! That's it, lick my pussy!" Jayne gasped as shocks of passion made her body quiver. She hooked her knees, raising them a little higher and spreading them more. She wanted her stepmother to have as much room as she needed to eat her seething cunt.
It didn't take long for Cathy to slowly drag her slick tongue through Jayne's puffy, moist cuntlips. She caught the girl's throbbing clit between her teeth, and she nibbled gently on it.
"Ahhhh! Yeah! Ohhhhhh! That's right!" Jayne gasped as hot bolts of pleasure sizzled through her lithe young body. "Suck my clit, Cathy! Suck my clit!"
The use of her name shocked Cathy back to reality. Opening her eyes, she saw nothing but her stepdaughter's shaved cunt mound. But there was no turning back for her now. She had already tasted the slick, tasty oil that seeped out of the teenager's cunt, and Cathy was thirsty for more. Shoving her tongue deep into Jayne's tight cuntslit, Cathy moaned, shook her head, and slid her tongue around inside the girl's pussy. She sucked and tongued feverishly on the girl's cunt. She had never known anyone to shave her pussy before, and Cathy found it mildly kinky and a little erotic.
"Mmmmm!" Cathy moaned.
She quickly silenced herself. The captive brunette wasn't about to let her captors have the pleasure of knowing she was enjoying herself.
When Miles took his hand away from Cathy's head, she didn't try to stop licking Jayne's cunt. Having more freedom only meant that she could tongue and chew on the girl's inflamed cuntlips with greater, more wanton abandon.
Cathy cooed lustfully upon hearing Miles opening his pants. She felt a burning sensation along her thigh as he slipped his massive, red-hot fuck meat between her legs.
"You aren't going to stop me this time," Miles hissed.
"Please, can't you save that for Tom?"
Cathy begged, turning her face away from Jayne's seething cunt. She felt pussy juice wetting the side of her face. "Put it in my ass again. You can do that. I won't try to stop you."
The words seemed so strange, so foreign to be coming out of Cathy's mouth. She tested Miles' grip around her wrists. Instantly his fingers became vise-like, gouging into the tender flesh of her wrists. She knew there was nothing she could do to stop Miles if he was determined to fuck her. Cathy admitted to herself that she, too, would like to get fucked, and she sadly realized that the last of her once-prim and prudish nature was now completely wiped away.
With renewed energy, Cathy resumed licking Jayne's pussy.
The brunette attacked the girl's hairless cunt with sweeping tongue strokes.
Grabbing his prick by his long, thickly veined fuckshaft, Miles guided his cockhead to Cathy's tight cunt. He rubbed his spongy cocktip against her cuntlips.
"You're going to get it good now!" Miles said.
Once his prick was rammed deeply in his stepmother's cunt, Miles released his cock. He rubbed her lavender garter belt with his thumb, noticing that the lace pattern was different than the one he had seen earlier. Miles accurately guessed that the old-fashioned garments were gifts from his father, and he smiled at getting a glimpse of the inner man he hardly knew at all.
"Ug!" Miles grunted, shoving the rest of his cunt-stretching prick into Cathy's pussy with one savage thrust.
"Ohhh!" Cathy groaned, feeling his ten inch cock stabbing deep into her body. "Goddamn, you're big!"
Jayne caught the words, but couldn't really hear them. She was rolling her head from side to side on the floor, her luxurious blonde hair spilling over her face as she gulped in ragged breaths. Her clit was red-hot and sizzling with desire. Cathy's tongue had driven her to the brink of desire, and the teenager was trying to prolong the cunt licking before she came.
Pulling the plunging neckline of her dress apart, Jayne exposed her small tits and grabbed her hard nipples. She pulled on them almost cruelly, driven by the heat in her cunt. Opening her eyes, she saw the lust-blurred image of her brother's handsome face, his features without expression, as he pumped his prick into Cathy's pussy with increasing speed.
"Mmmmrnnirnmm! Ummmmmmft!" Cathy slurped, tonguing furiously at Jayne's cunt.
When her hands fell to the floor, Cathy realized that Miles was no longer holding her wrists. She slipped her arms beneath herself, resting on her elbows, relieving the pressure of her tits being mashed against her knees. Using her thumbs, Cathy carefully separated the girl's cuntlips, and she stabbed her tongue even more deeply into Jayne's pussy. While Cathy licked, the girl's feverish snatch, the woman was tossed to and fro by Miles' rampaging fuckpole. Cathy pushed backward, shaking her ass to meet his charging thrusts of cockmeat, hungrily, devouring him with her fiery pussy.
"Ieeeaaahhh!" Jayne gasped, her eyes open wide as she arched her back.
Cathy's nose was forced hard against Jayne's pubic bone as oily waves of pussy juice gushed against the brunette's face and onto her frisking tongue. She licked as quickly as possible, her senses screaming because Jayne was pulling her hair. Catching the girl's wrists, Cathy held them secured in her hands as she resumed her hurried tonguing of Jayne's pussy.
"Ummmmmm! Ummmmmmft!" Cathy slurped with wanton abandon, no longer trying to hide her obvious enthusiasm for eating pussy.
Cathy was almost unaware of her own rising desire while she tongued her stepdaughter's cunt. But Miles' merciless thrusts of cockmeat into her pussy had taken their effect. Suddenly, her eyes flew open wide and her pussy juice-covered face twisted into a mask of absolute ecstasy.
"Cum!" she managed to groan.
Her pussy juice gushed from her cunt, and trickled down the insides of her thighs. She squirmed and thrashed on the floor, unable to move, sandwiched between Jayne's pussy and Miles' hulkish body.
"Fucking slut!" Miles groaned as he felt his stepmother's cunt contracting around his fiery, responsive prick.
His balls slapped wetly against her trembling thigh as he reamed her cuntlips with the entire length of his cock. Then his balls pulled up tight to his body and began pumping out their thick load. Fuck-cream splattered the walls of Cathy's cunt, mingling with her pussy juice.
Strange animal sounds came from Cathy's throat. The smell of pussy juice seemed to be everywhere, and the feeling of warmth and wetness that was flooding her fuckhole made her own climax even more intense.
She wasn't sure how long it lasted, or how many times she had when Miles pulled his prick from her cunt and rolled away, Cathy, too, rolled onto her back. She stared at the ceiling of her office, breathing heavily, her creamy tits jiggling with each inhalation. Idly, she wondered if any of the secretaries had heard the obscene language used by herself and her stepchildren. The thought was chilling, but she couldn't concentrate on it too long. So many other thoughts were filling her mind, distracting her.
She had initially been forced to lick another woman's cunt. But force had soon turned to free will, and Cathy knew that she would be licking Jayne's cunt again in the near future.
Pushing a lock of brown hair off her forehead, Cathy marveled at how much her life had changed in recent months. She was not, she concluded, much like the woman who had hesitantly allowed Tom to fuck her months before. And she sure as hell wasn't much like the woman who had refused to take his cock into her mouth.
Salivating at the thought of giving Tom a hot, wild blowjob, Cathy rolled onto her stomach, then got unsteadily to her feet. Miles and Jayne watched her as she dressed, and she did nothing to hide her nakedness while she slipped her bra on.
Let them look, she thought to herself, they'll see me again before long!