A few weeks after my stepson Shane began using my holes every chance he got, I was completely addicted to his BBC. Unfortunately, he had been away now for a fortnight and I was now desperate to get railed by him again. His dad’s cock was just as big but it was something with being used by his son that was just even better. I wasn’t sure why he’d not been home and I didn’t dare ask in case it was suspicious. Instead, I took his father Calum’s cock in my holes every day while imagining it was his son fucking me. I came every time but it didn’t slake my thirst for big, young dick.
Then, as I was sitting on the verandah one afternoon, I heard footsteps on the wooden flooring and my husband came and sat down and said, ‘Oh, Shane is coming back home tonight. He’s bringing his girlfriend, Rebecca, over as well.’
The warm breeze caressed me as I froze, a stiff smile on my face.
‘Girlfriend?’ I asked, hoping I hadn’t heard him right.
‘Yeah, apparently they met while he was abroad. Her name’s Rebecca. She’s a pretty thing, he showed me a picture. In fact, she looks a bit like you,’ he said while moving to stand behind me and cup my tits in his hands. I was grateful he couldn’t see the look of shock and dismay I was sure my face displayed, but there was also an element of excitement somehow that Shane was seeing someone similar to me in looks. However, did this mean he wouldn’t fuck me anymore? I didn’t even want to entertain that thought. I needed his dick to use my holes.
I felt my pussy respond as Calum caressed my nipples with his thumbs through the fabric of my dress. He enjoyed when I didn’t wear a bra, or underwear at all for that matter. We had an understanding in that he was so wealthy I didn’t have to work but he expected me to be beautiful and ready to satisfy him. To be honest, it went against my Swedish upbringing entirely, but I enjoyed the leisurely lifestyle and all the sex I was getting. When Shane also fucked me, it was like a double win and I was fiercely hoping he wouldn’t stop just because he had a girlfriend. In fact, I would make sure he couldn’t resist the urge to use me.
Calum lightly pinched my nipples now and I moaned a little as I was imagining it was his son’s hands on my tits. My pussy was creaming but I doubted there was enough time for a proper romp since we had to get ready for dinner if we had company… and I wanted to make sure I looked my best for Shane when he arrived. I heard my husband unbutton his trousers as he guided my head towards his crotch. His big, black dick was already hard for me and leaking precum, and obediently I opened my mouth and began swirling my tongue around the tip. It tasted a bit salty and I could feel the whole shaft throb via the tip resting against my lips. I looked up into my husband’s beautiful face and was overwhelmed with the love I felt for him, as I opened my mouth further and let his huge dick slide inside. The veins stood out against my lips as it entered my warm mouth and found its way further back, into my throat. Calum groaned with pleasure as I took his cock as deep as I could, feeling his balls against my chin. He placed a hand at the back of my head and pushed his hips forward, going even deeper. I gagged a little but I wanted to please him so I slowly breathed through my nose and waited for him to pull back when he was ready.
