Friday, June 16, 2017

Dominated by Her Stepdaughter, Chapter 42

When Annabel returned from the kitchen carrying a glass of wine, Courtney was on her knees lapping at Katya’s clit as Katya bounced up and down on Carla’s strap-on. Annabel sat down and decided to keep the wine for herself; she took a long, deep drink and looked around the room.

A few short weeks ago, she’d had no idea that such decadence existed, much less that she would be participating in it herself. To her right, Luisa had removed her strap-on and was now stretched out on the couch with Kim eating her pussy and Monica sitting on her face. To her left Katya was sweating and grimacing as she sat down forcefully into Carla’s lap, taking the full length of the dildo inside her.

There was no mistaking the moment when Katya came; her whole body shook and she let out a resonant, deep-throated moan that was like nothing Annabel had ever heard before. When it was over Katya rolled off and lay still on one side of the couch with a far-away look in her eyes.

Courtney wasted no time in stripping off her jeans and panties and mounting the strap-on. As she began to grind up and down on the plastic cock, boobs bouncing inside her tight T-shirt, Carla looked out from behind her and met Annabel’s eyes. In another example of the telepathy that had been developing between them, Annabel knew what Carla wanted from her without having to be told. She put her glass down and walked over.

Pulling Courtney’s T-shirt up and off, Annabel bent down and began to lick and suck her tits. Her nipples were rock-hard and tasted faintly of vanilla. After making a thorough exploration of that area Annabel began to move south, tracing her tongue down Courtney’s sternum and belly. She paused to kiss and lick Courtney’s navel, then continued downward, running her nose through the younger woman’s soft brown pubic hair. 

The smell of female arousal was strong down there; Annabel took a deep breath and savored it before extending her tongue to lick Courtney’s inner thighs. Courtney trembled, moaned, and grabbed onto Annabel’s shoulders for balance. Annabel took a taste of Courtney’s pussy, finding it creamy and delicious, then started to home in on Courtney’s clit. It was a matter of hitting a moving target, as Courtney was now rapidly moving up and down on the shaft of the strap-on.

But eventually she managed it, and soon after Courtney came violently and fell back against Carla. When Courtney climbed off it was Annabel’s turn; she straddled Carla and positioned the tip of the dildo against her pussy lips. She took a deep breath as the bulbous head penetrated her, then exhaled slowly as she let herself sink all the way down onto the thick phallus.

Annabel closed her eyes and savored the sensation of being completely full. She felt Carla’s hands cupping her breasts from behind, Carla’s fingers teasing her nipples, Carla’s lips brushing her neck. She gently raised up until only the head remained inside her, then abruptly let herself fall; Carla met her with a thrust of the hips that drove the dildo in even deeper than before.

A mouth closed on one of her nipples; Annabel looked down and saw the top of Courtney’s brown-haired head. Then a tongue was exploring her crotch; Annabel caught a glimpse of Katya’s blond mane moving down below. “Oh, God,” Annabel whimpered, biting her lip, “so good....”

When the orgasm hit Annabel felt herself clench and then release, every last bit of tension, fear, and worry leaving her body. There were tears in her eyes and then she was laughing, every inch of her body vibrating with the purest pleasure. She looked at Carla, who was gazing up at her affectionately, and thought: I am the luckiest woman alive.


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