It’s a Friday evening.  The sun is low in the cloudless sky.  Steven is behind the wheel of Suzza’s Lamborghini.  He’s quite nervous, both about driving her new exotic sports car and seeing Her again.  He’s had wet dreams all week about his stunning stepmom.  What will her visit hold and what is he to think of their last, brief, quite suggestive call?

Pulling into the airport, his anxiety increases.  He easily finds the small, sleek private terminal and swings the car into the pick-up lane.  There is Ms. Suzza, a shimmering she-devil.  Standing beside Her is a sharply dressed older man.  She is a  spectacular vision encased in outrageous metallic black leggings, brief bikini top overflowing with enormous, bronzed tits and perched atop stiletto-heeled silver boots.

Stevie glides to the curb, ogling Her as She ends a ferocious kiss with the guy, then spins him around and gives his butt a swat sending him staggering towards an awaiting limo.   

Suzza then turns and offers Stevie a teasing grin.  Splaying out her fur stole and sliding hands onto her sleek hips the blonde knockout strikes an aloof, supermodel pose.  He bursts out of the driver’s seat and eagerly trots to her.  Hands cradle his cheeks, and She lays a long and scintillating kiss on him, with a shocking amount of tongue.  He’s startled and wildly aroused as She rolls a knee over and over his rapidly expanding bulge.

“Uhh, baby-boy,” She whispers, “I’m so thrilled to see you.”  Her eyes glance downward to his groin. “You’re thrilled as well.  Missed Me, didn’t you?” 

Stevie blabbers something stupid, but She doesn’t listen, instead walking around to drop into Her silver supercar.  “Get in. Let’s go,” Ms. Suzza calls out, adjusting the rear-view mirror as she admires herself in it. 

Of course he complies, getting his voice back, he questions, “Don’t ya, you have luggage?”

“Nahh, I travel light.” She pauses, boldly placing fingertips on top of his swollen lump. “Besides, I have everything I want right here.”  Stevie emits a gurgling sound as Suzza starts a feather-light stroking motion and says enticingly, “I want to talk to you, sweetheart.”

Stevie is motionless in the seat, his hormones raging as She ends the hand movement letting the palm of her hand rest possessively along the length of his shaft, and he squeaks, “OK.”

Suzza’s gaze falls onto the sizeable bulge She has created, “Umm, My fav virgin hunk.”

“I, I’m not…,” the quivering young man reflexively responds.

She interrupts, “Ohh sweetie, that’s not what Kerry told Me!”

Flabbergasted to hear the name of one of the hottest babes at his high school and coincidentally his not-so-secret crush, Stevie gasps, “How, how do you know her?”

Stepmom shows a sly smile and bats her long, glamorous lashes up and down seductively, “Stevie babe, I’ve talked to several of the girls on the guest list of your rock’n 18 party.  Especially cute Kerry.  I’m already a quite intimate friend of that little jezebel.”  Ms. Suzza’s beautiful face brightens into a wide grin, “A girl to My liking and a terror in bed.”

The sudden, shocking news that Suzza has been with Kerry and not himself, is both a deflating disappointment and a perverse turn-on.  Stevie whines quietly, “Ohh, when, ahh?”

“My last visit I hooked up with her to learn more about you.  She’s really hot for your junk.”  His balls are lightly squeezed.  Even through his slacks and boxers, the warmth of Her hand excites like no other.

“She said you were huge,” Suzza continues in a sing-song purr, “I said I’ve seen it in your slacks, like now,” She chuckles, slithering Her hand up till it swishes over his cockhead, “I didn’t need any more info after that, and we got really into each other’s bods.  We girly-fucked the rest of the night.  Too bad you weren’t there.”  Her taunting is driving her stepson crazy with lust, and he can tell she’s absolutely enjoying every second of it.

Stevie leans back against the headrest and grits his teeth.  His erection is scrunched up under his belt, craving a chance to grow to its max.  An index finger does a slow circle around the wet spot on his jeans.  Then it proceeds up to her glossy lips and slithers between them.  

“Umm, I absolutely looove sex,” Suzza growls like a predatory cat, sucking his pre-cum loudly.  “ Anybody I want. Anytime I want.  Maybe even My delicious Stevie-boy.”

“Ohhh, Ms. Suuzaah,” is his pitiful response. 

 “Yesszz, maybe even as early as tonight, hummm?  I’ll get your Daddy taken care of first, and when he’s spent and comatose, uhh, then you’ll be next.”

Stevie is panting now, the thought of this erotic sexpot doing whatever she desires with him is making her naïve stepson uncontrollably shudder.  He’s barely able to ask, “In, ah, our fam, family house?”

“No, baby doll, My hotel suite,” those last few words are drowned out as She starts the car and adds over its rumbling fury, “so you can scream as loud as you want.”  With that, they jet away…

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…It is midnight, and Stevie hasn’t slept a wink.  He strains to hear Suzza in the hall, but there’s nothing.  He’s so afraid the rendezvous won’t happen.  He struggles mightily to keep his hands off his aching groin as she has ordered.  Turning on his side in his bed, he stares out of the window.  He’s dressed only in a satin bath wrap Suzza provided and required he wear.  The other garment She wanted him in is a trench coat which lies at the foot of his bed.  He’s tired, soo tired, feeling himself slipping off to sleep.  He’s fading slowly, sight is blurring, shoulders are relaxing, eyes are closing, eyes are closed…

…A hand runs under his wrap and he’s immediately awake.  Ms. Suzza is leaning over him, “Baby-doll, time to get up,” She coos, half chuckling at the double-entendre.  

He bolts to a sitting position, Suzza grabs his face and plants a hungry, wet kiss on his lips  “Let’s go get your cherry popped, Stevie-boy”…

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…the drive to the hotel is only a few minutes but seems like hours to him.  Even in the darkness, Suzza sparkles elegantly - necklace, earrings, bracelets - all sterling silver with a myriad of diamonds.  Her luscious shape is coated in vibrant red.  The catsuit and matching ankle boots are a second skin of sumptuous leather.   ‘Ohh, fuck is She a Goddess’ his dizzy brain hollers.  He wants Her with gnawing desperation like he’s never experienced before.

Arriving at the luxury highrise, She parks in the valet zone.  Scissor doors pivot up without a sound and he hears, “Let’s go, Super Stevie.”  They scurry into the softly lit, empty foyer, across to the elevator bank and into a waiting cab.  ‘Whosh’, the conveyance rushes upward and an eerie sexual tension fills the small area.  They gaze at each other from a mere few feet away.  A bolt of electricity seems to crackle between them.  In short order, the cab decelerates and with a slight ‘ding’ stops at the twelfth-floor penthouse.

The door slides open to soft, sax-driven jazz, a dimly lit room with an alluring fragrance and Kerry. 

Stevie stares, gobsmacked.  She is the one girl in high school to which he almost lost his virginity.  She is his crush.  Her bodacious, deeply bronzed body glistens in the faint light.  Only a dazzling bit of captivating lingerie celebrates her hourglass figure.  Her delectable breasts swell out of the v-neckline which plunges like a tantalizing arrow pointed at her glistening pussy.

This teenage vision of wanton sexuality takes a few measured steps forward, flings her arms around Stevie’s neck and jams her tongue into his mouth.  The kiss is savage but lasts only a few fleeting seconds.

Kerry steps back to slide her fingers teasingly down the lapels of his trench coat, while she coos, ”While you’ve been beating off in your Daddy’s mansion, I’ve been in Vegas for two weeks, working on my tan and enjoying Suzza’s houseboys.”  The knot in the coat’s belt is skillfully undone. 

“She is sooo amazing.  She taught me how to really display and use my sexual power.”  Slowly separating the coat, her palms slither over his taut abs and she growls the next words, “And how to use big boys for My pleasure!”

Now, beyond the ability to speak, Stevie is putty in this salacious beauty’s hands.  Their eyes become locked onto each other.  Kerry has a defiant smirk on her alluring face.  He has the pathetic look of a deer in the headlights as from behind, his coat is slipped down and off and tossed aside.  His overwhelmed senses flash on his stepmom’s continued presence.  He’s so confused, so hopelessly aroused.

Suzza leans into his naked back and rests her chin on his shoulder.  “Want it, honey,” She says in a flirtatious tone to the teenage vixen licking her lips.    From behind Suzza forcefully pulls off his remaining garment, causing his steel shaft to spring out and flop against frilly barely-there lingerie.  Kerry pulls him towards her and moans in his mouth.  Her hot breath and her lushness, slick with sweat, seers his befuddled brain.   

“Kerry will lead you into horny boy bliss,” Suzza purrs.

Kerry’s hands roam down over his hips. “I’ve been dildoing for an hour,” She announces, gasping as she gropes Stevie’s throbbing cock.

“Remember, My ravenous wild child, “ Suzza continues, “You’re allowed to hurt him, but don’t damage him.”

“Ohh, My gawd,” Kerry nearly shrieks, melting to her knees, “It’s colossal, Stevie-baby.”

Suzza growls to Kerry, “It’s yours!”

Kerry can’t possibly respond because her lips are already sliding tightly over the upper few inches of an oozing erection.  Watching the hungry babe begin to gulp and lick, Suzza feels a bit of pride in the time she spent to produce this little sex demon.  Within a minute Kerry is grasping Stevie and deep-throating him like a seasoned hooker.  He’s writhing and whimpering, his head thrown back, his mouth wide open.

“Now, take it!” Suzza orders, hoping her handsome stepson is capable of holding back from the onslaught.

Kerry gracefully rises up, while still adroitly holding onto the base of his boner.  She gives Suzza an impish wink as she twirls around to begin tugging Stevie towards the bedroom.  Suzza quietly slips into an adjacent lounge chair to observe the action.

Stevie is so fucking turned on that he doesn’t recognize Kerry’s strength.  All he’s aware of, or cares about, is her fist around his cock.  He abruptly stumbles and they awkwardly crumple to the floor.  She’s quick as lightning, swinging her statuesque leg over his prone form and straddling his beefy thighs.  Her gaze falls to his torso and again she grips his pre-cum soaked shaft and this time begins stroking it back and forth on her swollen outer lips.  His sensitive helmet is inflamed like never before.  It’s pleading to enter her smooth, bald temple.  ‘Please, please,’ his mind screams out. 

He feels fingers grip and massage his sac, rolling his balls firmly but gently around.  “Fuck, yah,” Kerry hisses, beginning to sway like a serpent as her sopping pussy descends inch by glorious inch down Stevie’s throbbing meat.  The sensation is beyond his ability to believe.  She’s incredibly tight.  Every contour of his penis seems to be caressed by the walls of her vagina.  Masturbating will never compare.  

Stevie opens his mouth, gasping for breath and a plump tit is thrust in.  Instinctively he suckles the stout, extended nipple like a nursing puppy.  “Suck it, boy,” She snarls, and he gladly does.  His brain is a lust-filled blur.  He doesn’t have any idea what he’s doing.  Kerry pulls away and his drool strings along in an arc from lips to breast.  Her other massive melon comes into view and is thrust downward.  He latches on to its glorious nip and inhales it.

Kerry pulls back and slaps his face for seemingly no reason.  It stings Stevie, but that’s forgotten in an instant because she has begun to undulate slowly from side to side, her hips rising and dipping with each movement.  The boy upon which she is mounted is losing his mind.  “I’m popping your cherry, bay-bee,” he hears her mutter as her billowy red hair is swished across his face and her arms swirl over her head.

Even though she’s somewhat smaller than he, she is in complete control, now lunging forward and plunging down, then leaning backwards and pulling up until her clit is sliding over his cockhead.  “Ahh, ahh, ahh,” Stevie pants with building pressure.  This sensation of capture inside her slick orifice and the primal force of her demanding rhythm is worlds better than jerking off.  He looks up into her beautiful face, now all flushed with sexual desire as her humping goes faster and faster.  Each of her strokes is accompanied by a guttural,  “Uhh, uhh.”  He thinks she’s reaching orgasm, but he’s certain he’s doomed to prematurely ejaculate.  

And here it cums. Here he cums. The rush of his seed up his manhood is groin-wrenchingly spectacular and he groans repeatedly as it exits him and enters sexy Kerry.  “Fuck, fuck, fuucckk,” She opens her mouth and wails, pounding up and down his pulsing shaft in a blur.  Somewhere in his mind and his ravaged body he realizes that she’s cumming as well.  Kerry has nearly taken his entire bulging cock into her gushing pussy, leaving only a scant few inches above his base.  “Yesszzz,” She screams, head tossing back, hair flying everywhere.

Meanwhile, unnoticed and ignored in the entryway and watching this ecstatic couple is Suzza, sitting on a plush chair, long, powerful legs spread wide, her leggings unzipped.  She’s working her moist hood and hard projecting clit furiously.  Three fingers fill up her steamy cunt and pumping like a wild piston. The Goddess smiles salaciously as she orgasms with the live action.  That hot teen slut Kerry has been fun to see taking Stevie like a dangerous cat attacking a frightened mouse.  Hard and demanding.  She likes the kid’s style.

The hot, young couple eventually settles into a motionless mass on the floor.  Suzza is there staring down on Her stepson’s naked, muscular physique.  “Uhh, baby-boy, she took you like a hurricane.”  Leaning over She gestures for him to get off the floor.  He struggles to disengage from Kerry and then stands on shaky legs. 

Suzza embraces his sticky, naked body with fingertips touching his neck and lush lips brushing his. “That was so fucking hot, alpha babe doing beta boy scene.  It really got Me off!” She purrs before kissing him passionately, nail tips scratching his taut abs enticingly.

“I let Kerry have firsts, but after tonight you’re all mine from now on.” Her hypnotic eyes bore deeply into his. 

Stevie sighs longingly at the words he’s fantasized he’d hear since he first saw Suzza, “Yes, oh please, pleezz.”      

“But not tonight, umm, sex-xee bow-ee,”  She announces, gazing down on Stevie’s speedily re-engorging member. “I’m leaving you with Kerry to finish what she’s begun.  She’ll show you the difference between fucking and being fucked.  She’ll uber what’s left of you back to Me in the morning.” 

“Kerry, honey, it’s up again,” his magnificent stepmom calls out.

“Uhh, yummy,” comes from the bedroom.

“Wha, where are you ga, going?” Stevie sobs.  The thought of Her leaving is so bewildering, so cruel, but knowing he’s soon to be Her new personal fuck-toy eases the disappointment, but still ‘not tonight’ hurts.

“To tuck in My filthy rich client.  Enjoy!”  She murmurs, giving him a farewell peck on the cheek while simultaneously and from behind a finger runs down his ass crack, and another slithers around his waist to grab his stiff pole.  His eyes see Suzza slip out the door as Kerry tongues his ear and whispers, “Round Two, Stud.”

Stevie grins.  He’s in heaven.