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My Step-Mom's a Nude Model Ch. 01

By: Ghostwalker



Special thanks to Ciguardian for both his editing and literary input. 

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Andy sat at the kitchen table looking at the upcoming class schedule and wondering what classes he should take during the next semester. At 19 years old he was about to start his second semester at the local University where he was majoring in computer sciences but like all universities he was also required to take elective classes not associated with his major. The problem was that there wasn't anything that he was really interested in and he had to sign-up for classes by the end of the day. 

"Good Morning, kiddo." 

Startled, Andy nearly jumped from his chair as he looked up to see Carol standing at the kitchen counter. All thought of classes was instantly forgotten as he watched her move around the kitchen getting breakfast ready. Carol was married to his dad and technically his step-mom, although in his all-to-frequent dreams about her she was anything but the motherly type. 

She and his father had met on-line after Andy's mom had died of cancer the year before and had immediately hit it off. In what seemed like a whirl-wind romance Andy's dad had gone to New York and the two of them had been married after only 4 months. Now they were slowly settling into a "normal" routine as a family. That is if you consider a step-son fantasizing about his step-mother "normal". 

"So what are you doing?" 

Shaken from his fantasizing Andy replied, "Ahhh ... nothing really. I'm just looking at the list of class's available next semester. I need to find something to fulfill my elective requirement and I'm not really sure what I want to take." 

"Oh. Would you like some help?" Carol asked as she seemed to glide across the floor to stand next to him. She was dressed in an ivory robe and high-heels, and Andy couldn't help but marvel at her beauty. "So what are the choices?" she asked as she leaned over to look at the schedule causing the top of the robe to open slightly and allow Andy the briefest glimpse of her breasts and nipples before he averted his eyes. 

"Well. I could take one of the sports and recreation classes but with the weather still so cold I'm not sure what they would be doing except running around in the gym or I could take a history class for the fun of it. I'm just not sure." 

"How about this one?" Carol said as she pointed to a class listed in the book. 

Looking at where her finger was pointing Andy saw the title; Beginner and Intermediate Photography before starting to laugh. "You've got to be kidding; ME with a camera?" 

"And why not? After all, a camera is pretty much nothing more than a computer that takes a picture, right? Besides, your dad has shown me some of the pictures you've taken on your vacations and I think they're pretty good. You seem to have a natural eye for lighting and the beauty of the subject. But it's your choice ..." she said as she picked up her coffee and headed to the back patio to enjoy the start of the day. 

"I'll think about it," Andy called after her as he watched her leave before quickly grabbing the schedule book and almost running to his bedroom. The house was built in a "T" form with his room being the one at the base of the "T". Originally, it had been his mother's craft room since it allowed sunlight in from three sides but all that Andy was interested in was the view that he got of the patio. Barely getting there in time he arrived just as Carol removed her robe and stretched out on the lawn chair to sun bathe. For the briefest moment he was treated to the sight of her breasts hanging below her as she bent over to lay on the chair but the sight more than made up for what he couldn't see. Her hair was blonde and hung down over her shoulders to the top of her breasts, her skin was tanned with just a hint of any tan lines, much to Andy's good fortune, and her body was one that could have easily been in some of the adult magazines he had hidden in his room but it was her eyes that seemed to captivate him ... ahhhh ... her eyes were a blue/gray that seemed to draw a person into them and never let you go. 

Andy's cock instantly began to harden at the sight before him and he pulled down his jogging shorts to let it free. Instinctively, he wrapped his hand around it and began to stroke himself as he imagined what it would be like to be Carol's lover. All too quickly he felt his balls tighten and his cum start to boil up the length and it was at that exact moment that he saw Carol stand up and face his window, cupping her breasts as if offering them to him. Unable to hold back any longer his cum shot from his cock across his desk, covering the open pages of his schedule book. "Aaaaaarrrgghhhhh," he moaned as he tried to keep Carol from hearing him but it wasn't enough. 

Carol suddenly looked directly at his window and a knowing smile appeared before she picked up her robe and threw it over her shoulder as she walked back in the house. 

Collapsing on his bed, the image of her looking at his window thrilled and troubled him. "Did she hear me? Could she see me through the window? And what did her smile mean?" he wondered until there was suddenly a knock on his door. 

"Andy? Andy, are you OK? I thought I heard a noise? Is something wrong?" she asked. 

"Mmmmmm ... no. Mmmmm, I'm fine. I ... ahhhh ... I dropped some water on my schedule book. That's all." 

"Ok. Well if you need any more help just let me know. Ok?" 

"Ya, ok. Thanks," he replied as he quickly pulled up his shorts while taking the schedule book and throwing it in the trash. "Come what may," he had decided ... photography class it was. 

The next two weeks flew by as he prepared for his classes and after school started he barely saw his father or Carol. He was up at five o'clock each morning to get in some time swimming before his classes started at eight and didn't usually end until well after four o'clock. Add the time spent with his Study Group and he seldom got home before eight or nine o'clock each evening. He had taken 16 credits and the only light spot seemed to be his photography class; Carol had been right. Just as she'd said, he did seem to have a natural talent for photography along with an ability to catch the beauty of his subject matter; but today would be different though he didn't know it yet. 

As usual the instructor was standing at the front of the class as he walked in but something seemed different. Taking a seat he looked around and realized that there wasn't a subject or topic listed on the board as there usually was which meant ... he had no idea. 

"Good morning, ladies and gentleman. Today we were to cover the material pertaining to textures, lighting and shading but we've been honored with the presence of a professional model who was volunteered to be part of our presentation today. She will be allowing you to ask questions about her modeling career. She has also graciously agreed to volunteer as the subject for your next assignment which deals with partial nudes. After she has finished answering your questions she wall also be scheduling a time with each of you to meet to complete your assignment. Now remember, she is a PROFESSIONAL MODEL and is to be treated as such. I don't usually allow this type of photography this early in your studies so don't make me regret it! Now if I may introduce your model ... Goldie Star." 

Enthralled by the idea of doing nude photography even if it was just a partial-nude, Andy was not prepared for what he saw when he looked up from the notebook he had been using to take notes. There in the front of the classroom stood his step-mother, Carol. 

Dressed in the same ivory robe that she had been wearing the day he saw her sun-bathing she walked to an elevated stool at the front of the class and took a seat. "Good morning, everyone; my professional name is Goldie Star. I am originally from England and began modeling when I was 18 years old. Sorry, but a lady never tells exactly how old she is so I'm not going to tell you how long ago that was. I am 5-foot, 3-inches tall and weight 110lb. My measurements are 34DD-24-34 and 'Yes' for those who may be curious my breasts have been enhanced, thought only slightly. I moved here from New York awhile ago and recently decided to return to modeling after taking some time off. That brings me to the second reason I'm here. As your instructor told you I'm volunteering to help you but I'm also looking for a new photographer to work with; someone new and fresh to help me in the next stage of my career. Now are there any questions?" 

Andy sat there slowly absorbing everything he had just heard as he thought, "My step-mom is a nude model and has been for almost 9 years. I wonder if dad knows? Did he know she was here and that she was going to be posing for this class? And was it just chance or had she planned on doing this when she suggested he take this photography class?" Unsure about what to say or do Andy continued to sit there while the question and answer session continued until the instructor spoke. 

"Ok, everyone; since we are limited by the time we have here in class I have decided to split the class up into pairs who will then schedule a time and place to meet Ms. Star for your photography session. Unfortunately, we have an odd number of students so one of you will have to meet with her independently. Do I have any volunteers?" Instantly every male in the class, except Andy who was still deep in thought, raised there hand and laughter filled the room. 

Silently Goldie looked at all the raised hands in the class before leaning closer to the instructor and whispering to him as she pointed at Andy. 

"Ok, Andy since you chose not to raise your hand I think I can probably trust you the most in comparison to some others in this class," at which point another round of laughter filled the room, "so you'll be doing an independent session with your model." Instantly the laughter was replaced with moans of disappointment as the males in the class stared enviously at Andy. 

Yet, in his confused state Andy seemed to hear "... with your mother, instead of with your model." 

"Now ...," the instructor paused, "... if you'll all look up here and please pay attention, Ms. Star has offered to give you all a preview of what will be entailed in photographing a model." 

All eyes instantly turned to where she was sitting as she slowly lowered the robe exposing first one shoulder and then both while pulling the robe tight around her breasts before stopping for just a few seconds. Smiling seductively, she then lowered the robe to expose the top of both breasts, stopping just above the nipples before proceeding and dropping the robe to expose one breast and then the other for all to see. Soft gasps and whispers filled the room as she sat there with the robe wrapped around her waist as the instructor spoke of various textures of skin and the use of filters depending on the lighting. 

Yet, Andy's eyes seemed to be glued to her as she looked around the room until their eyes met and a small smile appeared on her face. Overcome by it's affect he almost missed the rest of the instructor's comments. 

"... for next week I want each of you to tell me exactly how many poses your model just provided. I also want a list of which poses you'd like to use with Ms. Star as well as a detailed reason why you chose those poses. Ms. Star has also asked that you provide a list of three different settings that you'd like to use for your photo session along with a contact phone number. She will then review your poses and settings before contacting you to make arrangements regarding the time and place of your photo session. Now then are there any more questions?" he asked as he looked around the class. When no one raised their hand he ended, "Ok, then, I'll see you all next week. Class dismissed." 

Still lost in thought, Andy didn't notice the class room empty until he looked up at the clock and realized that he was going to be late for his next class if he didn't hurry. The rest of the day seemed a blur as Andy went from one class to the next while thinking about the events in photo class until it was time to go home and even then he couldn't stop thinking about it. 

Entering the house he was actually happy that no one seemed to be there as he quickly went to his room to begin the homework for his various classes. By nine-thirty everything was done except one ... his photo class assignment. Sitting there he relived the events of the class as he tried to count the number of poses Goldie had taken; clothed, one shoulder exposed, both shoulders exposed, breast partially exposed, one breast exposed, both breasts exposed ... but what about when she looked directly at me? Did that count as a pose as well? He wondered before deciding to only count the six different poses everyone in the class would have noted. Finally done he was surprised by the sound of her voice, this time at the doorway to his room. 

"Hey, kiddo. What you doing?" she asked. 

"Homework." 

"Anything special?" 

Andy stared at her curiously as he realized that Carol was acting as if the events in the photo class hadn't taken place and decided to go along with it. "Ya, well, we had a model today in photo class and we have to decide how many different poses she took." 

"Well, that doesn't sound too hard." 

Actually, it is. I mean there are six poses I'm certain of, but then she looked into the class and seemed to take on one more pose that most others wouldn't have noticed except the person she was looking at." 

"So how is it that you noticed it then?" 

"I was the one she was looking at." 

"Ahhhhh, in that case the choice is yours to make. You can include all the poses you saw or you can list just the poses she gave for everyone and keep the last one for yourself as a gift from the model." 

"In that case I think I'll just keep the last one for me. I'd hate it if the instructor thought I couldn't count." Andy replied as he began to laugh. 

Carol quickly joined in and they were both still laughing when Andy's dad, John, came down the hallway. 

"Hey, what's the joke?" 

Turning Carol looked at him, "Nothing darling; just a little fun between my step-son and I." 

Wrapping his arms around her, he smiled too. "I'm glad to hear that the two of you are getting so close. Especially, since I got word today that I have to leave on a new assignment next week. Unfortunately, it will probably take at least a month so I'm glad the two of you are getting along." 

Almost in unison, Andy and Carol replied, "Don't worry about us, we'll be just fine." 

"Good. Now sweetheart, I think it's time we went to bed," John said as he looked at Carol with a twinkle in his eye. 

Andy knew what that meant and immediately put his headphones on after they left his room. Almost instantly his imagination took over and it was hard not think of what they were doing and what he'd like to be doing to Carol instead. 

The rest of the week was spent planning and packing for John's departure so it wasn't until the day of his next photo class that Andy had the chance to talk to Carol about anything. "Am I going to see you in class today?" 

"Now why would I see you in your class today? I really don't understand you sometimes, Andy." 

Confused, Andy stood there and looked at her until she suddenly seemed to understand and continued. "Oh, now I understand. You must be talking about my friend Goldie. She said something last week about posing for a photography class at your college. I think she did say something about meeting a pair of students today at some 'get-away' spot to do a photo session. I'm sure she'll tell me about it later and then I can tell you if you'd like." 

Still confused, Andy shook his head, "Nah," he answered as he grabbed his camera bag and backpack. "I gotta get to school. I'll se you later." 

"Ok, kiddo. See you when you get home." 

The day seemed to go on forever and Carol wasn't home when he returned. Instead he found a note waiting for him. 

Andy, 

My friend Goldie called and asked me to come over to spend some time with her. I should be home before midnight. Your dinner is in the frig. 

Carol 

Andy spent the rest of the night doing his usual: homework, dinner, TV, etc, and was sitting in the livingroom watching TV when Carol got home. 

"Hey, kiddo. How come you're still up?" 

"I couldn't sleep. The house is too quiet when I'm here alone." 

Nodding her head in agreement Carol sighed, "Ya, I know. It's only been a few days and I'm already getting lonely for your dad. It may sound crazy but just having him next to me in bed seems to make me relax and sleep a whole lot better. But, I guess I'll just have to get used to it. Good Night." 

"Good Night," he called as she walked down the hallway to her room. Andy sat watching the TV until his show was over and then headed to his own room only to stop as he heard muffled sounds coming from his parent's room. Quietly moving to the door he opened it a crack and froze at the sight before him. Carol was lying on the bed naked, one hand squeezing the nipple on her left breast while her other hand was nestled between her legs and at least two fingers were buried deep in her pussy. 

"Mmmmmmm, that's it baby. Give it to me. Play with my tits, lover. Finger my pussy 'till it's good and wet and then fuck me. Fill my pussy with your cock and make me cum. Drive it into me deep so you press against my clit. That's it, mmmmmmm, so good. Faster, lover, faster. Push that big, hard cock of yours deep inside of my pussy," she moaned as she slid a third finger inside of herself while her thumb rubbed against her clit. "AAaaaarrggghhhhh, Yeeessssssss. Fuck me. Fuck your mommy-slut. Come on, Andy fuck me with your cock and fill my pussy with your cum. Now ... oh god ... now ... fuck me harder ... I'm going to cum ... yes ... yes ... AAAARRRRGGHHHHHH!!" she groaned as she pressed her hand over her mouth to silence a scream as her orgasm overwhelmed her. 

Transfixed by the image of Carol laying there playing with herself and calling his name he tripped over the rug in the hallway and knocked into the door causing it to swing open. 

Carol instantly looked up and saw him standing in the doorway just before he turned to run to his room. Mixed emotions surged through her as she realized what he had seen and heard. One part of her was embarrassed at what had happened and at being caught while another part of her felt her desire for her step-son soar to new heights. Either way it didn't matter, what had happened had happened and there was no way of changing it she thought as she got off the bed and put on her most 'motherly' robe before heading to Andy's room. 

Lightly knocking on the closed door she called out, "Andy? Andy, I know you're awake. Open the door. We need to talk." 

Andy lay on his bed thinking about what he had just heard and seen while his hormones ran rampant resulting in a hard-on that there was no way to hide. "Not now. Just leave me alone." 

"Andy, I said open this door. NOW!" 

Andy realized that he really didn't have much of a choice as he got up from his bed and headed towards the door. It was only by luck that his bathrobe was hanging on the back of the door instead of in the bathroom so he quickly put it on before opening the door a crack. "Ya?" 

"We need to talk, Andy." 

"About what?" 

"Don't give me that! You know exactly what! Now open the door!" 

As Andy stepped back, Carol entered his room along with the scent of her perfume and an aroma that triggered desires that he fought to contain. "Ok, so you're in. What do you want to talk about?" 

Now that she was here Carol suddenly found herself on unfamiliar ground as she slowly sat down on his bed. How does a step-mother talk to her step-son about the fact that he's just seen and heard her playing with herself while she was thinking about him? "I ... ahhhhh ... I think we ... mmmmm. I think we need to talk about what you just saw and heard in my bedroom," she said as she gestured for him to sit down next to her. 


My Step-Mom's a Nude Model Ch. 01



Andy sat down and his whole world seemed to crash down on him as he slumped down in embarrassment, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do it. I heard you and was curious. I ..." 

"Shhhhhh," Carol whispered as she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him towards her until his head rested on her shoulder. "It's not your fault. I shouldn't have been doing what I was doing. It's only natural for a young man to react the way you did." 

"But you're my step-mom! What the hell was I thinking? I'm so sorry." 

Still holding him close Carol began to lightly stroke the back of Andy's head as she felt something lightly bump against her leg. Barely pulling away she looked down between them and noticed the twitching bulge in the front of his robe. "Could it possibly be that he was as excited by her as she was of him?" she wondered. "Now, Andy. The first thing you need to remember is that I am your step-mom, NOT your mother, so the taboo about that type of relationship doesn't really apply. Second, I happen to be at my prime in regards to sexual needs and so things like what happened tonight do occasionally take place. And third, you need to realize that what happened is perfectly natural considering the circumstances. You're a virile young man with ALL the needs and desires that come with that age," she said as she slowly laid her hand on the bulge she had seen. 

Instantly Andy's cock began to harden even more as he felt Carol's hand on it. "Ohhhh, my god, that feels so good," Andy sighed. 

"Mmmmm, do you like the feel of my hand playing with the bulge in the front of your robe? Does it get you turned on and make your cock nice and hard when I do this?" she whispered as she began to lightly run her fingernails along the length of the still hidden shaft. 

A shiver ran up and down Andy's back before settling in his groin as Carol began to stroke his cock. 

"Or maybe you'd like this better," she whispered seductively as she slid her hand beneath the robe and pushed his track shorts down so she could wrap her hand around his fully exposed cock. 

"Ahhhhhhhhh, Carol. Oh shit. That feels so fucking good. But if you don't stop I'm gonna cum all over your hand!" 

"And just what's wrong with that? I love the feel of a man's cum in my hands. It's so warm and thick. In fact," she whispered as she pulled her robe open to expose her breasts, "I like to take it and rub it all over my tits afterwards because it makes them feel so good. I read once that cum stimulates the hormones in a woman and can cause her tits to grow larger and her pussy to get wetter than other women. What do you think?" she asked as she took his hand and placed it on her tit. 

Andy was no longer able to control his body as he began to pump his cock in and out of Carol's hand. "I'm going to cum! Oh, fuck. I don't believe this. I'm going to cum all over your hand. Now ... oh god ... now ... fuck ... ARRRGGghhhhhhh!" he groaned as his cum shot up his cock and sprayed into Carol's cupped hand. 

"That's it, Andy. Give me your cum. Give it to me. Fill my hand with it. Let me feel it filling my palm and slipping through my fingers." she purred as Andy's cum shot from his cock and into her hand. Then just as she'd said she lifted her hand and let his cum drip onto her tits before she slowly rubbed it in. "This feel so good; Mmmm, so warm and slick. And I bet it even ...," she whispered as she lifted her hand to her mouth, "tastes good too." 

Overwhelmed by what had just happened, Andy sat and watched as she stuck her tongue out and tilted her hand letting his cum pool on her tongue before it ran off the tip and landed in the valley between her tits. 

"Do you like what you see? Do you like seeing me rubbing your cum all over my tits and nipples? Just think, we can do this as much as we want as long as your father doesn't find out, so this will have to be our secret. You can't tell anyone. If you do we could be in trouble or even worse we'll never be able to do it again," she purred as she continued to rub his cum across her tits and distended nipples. 

Andy couldn't believe what he was hearing, "You mean that we can do this again?" 

"Again and again and again, just as long as we keep it our secret," Carol whispered. "And there is one other secret we need to keep. Do you know what that one is?" She continued as she wrapped the robe over her shoulders and tied the belt under her bust to allow her breasts to remain exposed to Andy. 

Unsure of what she was talking about Andy sat on the bed not saying a word. 

Finally, Carol reached down and took his hand in hers. "Years ago, when I got into modeling I changed my name for professional reasons. That being the case, I'm sure you understand that nobody can ever know that I'm your step-mom. More importantly your father can never know what I did for a living or that I'm the nude model for your photo class. Right?" 

Andy nodded his head as he realized the trouble that both of them could be in should the truth ever be known. 

"Ok," Carol said as she stood and walked to the door of Andy's room. "I'm glad we were able to take care of that situation and," she purred, "the problem before that. Just remember you can't tell anyone; absolutely no one. As long as it is our secret we can have all the fun we want, anytime we want, as long as your father isn't home, understand?" 

Once more Andy nodded his head as Carol reached to turn off the light in his room. "Good night, kiddo. See you in the morning. Oh and one more thing, no more playing with yourself, from now on if you need any relief you just let your step-mom know and she'll take care of you," she called over her shoulder as she left the room. 

The last thing that Andy saw before she disappeared from sight was her breasts as the light in the hallway seemed to reflect off of them. Her words still echoed in his head as he climbed under the covers of his bed and sleep overtook him while images of his step-mother floated through his dreams.



My Step-Mom's a Nude Model Ch. 02



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This is a revised and resubmitted story written by me. Hope

you enjoy it as much if not more than the original.

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The sun was already shining through his window when Andy woke the next morning and instantly he began to recall the events of the night before. Though not as romantic or exotic as he had dreamt, it had still happened.

He had been on his way to bed when he had heard moaning coming from his parent's room. When he had looked in he had seen his gorgeous step-mother laying nude on the bed while she was pumping her fingers in and out of her wet pussy and quietly calling his name. Overcome with his own excitement he had bumped the door and she had seen him standing there just after she had finished, but the best part was yet to come because she had followed him to his room. The events after that still seemed like a dream as he remembered the feel of her breasts and how hard her nipples had gotten when she had him play with them while she slid her hand up and down his cock until he had cum in her hand. But the best part had been when she had rubbed his cum all over her tits as if it were a body lotion.

The thought of it instantly made his cock jump and a groan to form deep in his chest. His hand slowly slid down his body just as hers had and wrap around his cock but he suddenly remembered her words; "...no more playing with yourself, from now on if you need any relief you just let your step-mom know and she'll take care of you."

Getting out of bed he quickly rearranged his jogging pants so that his cock wasn't too evident and went in search of his step-mom. Carol wasn't too hard to find since the aroma of eggs, toast and tea filled the house and drew Andy to the kitchen where he found her standing at the counter looking out the window. Silently he stood there staring at her. Dressed in a pair of jeans, with a white sleeveless T-Shirt and black heels he felt his cock hardening again as he thought about what he'd like to do to and with her.

"Good Morning, Kiddo," she said suddenly as she turned around.

"Morning," he replied as he headed for the table and took a seat. Then he suddenly asked, "Why do you always call me Kiddo?"

"Hmmmmm, I'm not really sure. I guess it's because I needed some way to keep thinking of you as a kid ..." she said as she placed a plate of eggs in front of him.

Andy nodded his head but didn't say a word as she continued.

"... but after last night I don't think I can do that anymore, so what would you like me to call you?"

Andy sat for a few moments thinking about it before answering. "Well, my full name is Andrew but that sounds too formal so maybe we should call me Andy like everyone else."

"I think I can do that."

"But how about you? Would you prefer I call you Carol or Goldie? I'm not sure I can call you mom."

"Well, when we're 'playing together' you can call me Goldie if you'd like but I think it would be better if we stuck with Carol any other time. After all, 'Goldie' is our little secret and I'm not sure your father would understand if he found out about my old career or the fact that I'm going to be modeling for the students in your class."

Smiling Andy asked, "So what are your plans for the day, Carol?"

"Well, I have to do some food shopping and stuff for the house and then Goldie has an appointment with a new photographer to up-date her portfolio."

"Is it one of the students from my class?"

"No. I think she told your instructor that all photo sessions with the students would take place by appointment only. That way there can't be any problems regarding the school. But how about you? What are you doing today?"

"Nothing really. I've got some homework to take care of and then I promised Dad I'd cut the grass once a week while he was gone so I'll take care of that. Otherwise, I'll probably just hang around the house."

"Sounds good, but you may want to consider cleaning your room while you're at it."

Andy rolled his eyes, "God, now you're starting to sound like a mother."

Placing her hands on her hips Carol began to laugh as she replied, "Well, I am your step-mom."

Laughing almost as hard, Andy answered in his best 'little boy' voice, "Yes ma'am," and both began to laugh all over again.

Breakfast was quickly finished and Carol disappeared to her room to dress while Andy headed outside to take care of the grass. When he came back inside he found a note;

Andy,

I tried to get your attention but you had your headphones on. I should be home about 6 or 7 depending on the photo shoot. I put dinner in the slow-cooker so if you don't mind waiting we can eat together when I get back.

Carol J

P.S. Don't forget about your room. LOL

Andy glanced at the wall clock and saw it was already 2 o'clock so the idea of waiting to have dinner with the most beautiful woman he knew didn't seem to be a problem at all. Cleaning his room and doing the last of his homework didn't take nearly as long as he had thought so he was done by 4:30. Running through the things he wanted to do an idea struck him so he GOOGLED in the name 'Goldie Star' on his computer; dozens of sites popped up all of them filled with nude pictures of his step-mom. "God," she's beautiful, he thought as he became engrossed by the pictures. In each series she started out dressed in some type of provocative outfit and slowly stripped until she was revealing herself entirely nude. Without even thinking about it he suddenly began to examine each picture; noting the type of pose, the color and style of the outfit, the lighting, and how each seemed to complement or detract from her. Then he finally looked at her; her hair style, her eyes, the way that her breasts had a much more natural sag to them in compared to other photos he'd seen of nude woman, the flair of her hips, the tone of her legs and the junction between her legs. All seemed to form the perfect woman. Then he suddenly remembered what he'd overheard his dad say once about what made the perfect woman. "The perfect woman is a woman who can be the perfect lady out of bed and the perfect slut in bed." Andy thought about that for awhile and then began to wonder how or why Carol had gotten into the modeling profession until he heard a loud crashing sound at the front door.

"What the fuck?" he thought as he headed towards the door to investigate. He was prepared for almost anything except what he found. Carol stood in the doorway; her blouse was ripped, her jeans were zipped but the top button was missing and she was carrying her shoes in her hands. Worse yet was the fact that she had been crying and a bruise appeared to be forming just under her left eye. "WHAT HAPPENED?" he yelled when he saw her.

Carol cringed at the sound and broke into tears.

Andy quickly stepped towards her and wrapped his arms around her only to feel her wince and pull away. Moving more gently he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him as her tears soaked into his shirt.

Slowly she seemed to melt into his embrace as she wrapped her arms around his waist pulling him closer. "I went to the photo shoot and ... mmmmm ... the photographer," she said the last word filled with anger, "decided that I should try something new to broaden my career. When I asked what he wanted me to try he grabbed me and ripped the front of my blouse open. Then he started saying things like I was a worthless whore and deserved everything he was going to do to me. I tried to fight but he slapped me across the face, threw me across a table, and yanked my pants and shoes off before I even knew what was going on. I was so shocked I didn't even notice the ropes he had tied to the table legs until he flipped me over onto my back and tied me down. And when I tried to scream he stuffed some type of ball in my mouth." Tears streamed from her eyes as she held Andy close. "After that my mind just shut down. I know he took a lot of pictures of me like that, while telling me I was nothing more than a common bitch meant to be tamed. When he was done taking pictures of me laying there he flipped me over on my stomach and he ... he ... he did this ..." Carol whispered as she pulled away and tuned her back to him while taking her blouse and pants off to reveal the red welts and bruises that were beginning to form across her back and buttocks.

Anger flared in Andy like he'd never felt before. His father had taught him that there was absolutely no reason to hit a woman and this went far beyond that. Quietly he asked, "Did he ...?"

"No ... I don't think so," Carol said as she reached between her legs. When she brought them back up she turned back towards Andy to show him her fingers and revealed herself to him without seeming to realize what she was doing. There was no blood on her fingers but her womanly fragrance drifted from them directly to Andy causing mixed emotions to surge within him; anger at the person who had done this and desire to hold this woman and assure her that everything would be ok.

Anger won out, momentarily, as Andy looked into Carol's eyes and thought about what the 'photographer' had done. "Where did you meet this guy?"

"Andy, please don't. Leave it alone. I don't want to see you get hurt too."

Realizing that Carol was trying to protect him as well as deny that anything had happened Andy reached for her purse and pulled out her scheduler. Everything he needed was there; name, address, and phone number, but now was not the time, Carol needed him far more. "Ok, first things first; let's get you out of those rags and into a warm shower ... that is if you're absolutely sure nothing happened," he asked again. He had seen more than enough TV shows to know that if a woman had been raped she wasn't supposed to wash up because it could destroy evidence.

"I'm sure," she whispered as Andy wrapped his arms around her again. She felt safe ... safe and protected. She knew that this would never happen if Andy were her photographer and instantly made up her mind. No matter who might be the best in his class she was going to offer him the opportunity to be her personal photographer from now on. That decision also brought about the realization that she was standing in front of him totally naked and that he would be seeing her naked a lot more ... causing a thrill to ignite in the core of her womanhood.

"Ok, then. Let's get you cleaned up," he said as he slowly pulled away and scooped her up in his arms just as if he was a groom and she was his bride.

She had never realized how strong Andy was until he picked her up and instinctively she leaned her head down on his shoulder. "Safe" ... was all she thought as he carried her down the hall to the bathroom.

When they got to the bathroom Andy lightly set her down and quickly turned on the water before getting a towel. Without even thinking about it he began to leave as Carol stepped towards the shower door.

"Please don't leave," she asked, timidly.

Turning Andy once again saw her totally nude body and tried to avert his eyes.

"Andy ... Andy, look at me. You don't think I'm those things he called me do you?" she asked.

Raising his head he looked directly into her eyes. "HELL NO!!! You're the most beautiful woman I know. In fact, if you weren't my step-mom I'd ...," he said before suddenly stopping in mid-sentence.

Silence filled the room momentarily until Carol spoke. "Andy, I realize this is a very strange situation but I don't have anything to hide from you. You've already seen everything there is to see, so please don't leave. I need to know you're near."

Shaking his head Andy sat down on the toilet as she stepped into the shower.

"Ssssshhhhiiiiiii ...," Carol yelled.

"Are you ok?"

Silence filled the room as she tried to decide what to do next. "No. Not really. The spots on my back hurt like hell when the water hits them. Could you do me a REALLY big favor and come in here and help me?" Andy stood and walked towards the shower without hesitating causing Carol to smile for the first time since she had gotten home. "I think you may want to get undressed before you come in, don't you?"

Andy stood with the shower door open as he looked down. He had to make a choice as well, he could continue in as he was with his jogging shorts and T-shirt or he could undress and join her in the shower naked. The problem was that his cock had started to harden when she took off her clothes in the living-room and it was even harder now that he saw her like this in the shower. Then he remembered that Carol had been the one to comment on his clothing. In his mind that could only mean one thing; she wanted him naked. Turning his back towards her he slowly removed the few pieces of clothing he wore and then turned back towards Carol just as naked as she was. Muffled by the sound of the water from the shower he thought he heard her say, "Nice," before he stepped in to join her.

"Andy, tell me the truth. How bad does my back look?"

Slowly Andy examined each bruise and welt as he described them to her. "They're going to hurt for awhile and the bruising will take a couple of weeks to disappear but I don't think there has been any permanent damage ... except for this one," he said as he lightly traced a small cut that ran along her hairline.

Pain seemed to surge through her as he traced the cut only to be replaced almost instantly by a far more pleasurable feeling causing a sigh to escape from Carol as if she had been holding her breath the whole time he was checking her. "I'm glad to hear that. I thought that the son-of-a-bitch had ruined me for life."

Stepping closer, Andy wrapped his arms around Carol's waist and pulled her gently back against him. "Not by a long shot. Give it a little time and you'll look as good as ever."

Flattered by Andy's comment, Carol also felt Andy's cock pressing against her and the desires she felt returned even stronger as she joked. "Either you're very glad to be here with me or you still have your shorts on and there is something in the pocket."

Andy began to laugh nervously as he pulled back. "Sorry about that."

"I'm not."

Silence filled the bathroom as the meaning of her statement filled Andy's head.

"If you don't mind could you wash my back, the water is starting to get cold."

Shaken from his thoughts, Andy quickly but gently washed Carol's back and buttocks while she did the front portion of her body; the next challenge came when it was time to dry off. Grabbing a towel Andy immediately began to dab the towel across her back rather than rub until it was completely done. After finishing he began to hand the towel to Carol who turned to face him instead and said with an impish smile, "Don't forget the front."

Not to be outdone or shaken by her challenge, Andy immediately began to lightly rub the towel over her; starting at her neck and traveling downwards to her shoulders, then her breasts making sure to pay special attention to her nipples which hardened under his touch, to her stomach and then down her legs while skipping the junction between them. Now it was up to her, he decided. If she asked him to dry her between the legs then their play would start taking on a whole new meaning with new potential prizes for both of them.

Carol knew what was at stake as well and knew that now was the time to let Andy know what she wanted and what she was offering in return. Looking down at Andy as he dried her legs she said seductively, "You missed a spot."

"Really? Where did I miss?"

Still looking down at him Carol shifted her weight and spread her legs to expose herself to Andy's gaze. "Play time is over. Now's the time for the real thing," she thought to herself. "You didn't dry me right here," she answered as she moved her hand down to the junction of her legs and slid a finger between her labial lips.

"I'd be more than happy to help but I think that we might want to lie down on your bed to do this properly. After all, there's no telling what might happen if you slip on the wet floor," Andy whispered as he watched her finger disappeared between her pussy lips.

"Hmmmmm, that sounds like a very good idea," she said as she turned and headed to her bedroom. Neither bothered to grab a robe as they left the bathroom and walked the short distance to her room. Carol slowly lay down on the bed while Andy slid between her legs to complete his job of drying her off but, not surprisingly, the more he lightly rubbed the towel across her junction the wetter it got until she reached down, grabbed the towel from him and pressed his hand to her womanhood. "Stop teasing, Andy. Play with my pussy. Run your finger across my clit and slide one of your fingers deep inside of me. Finger-fuck me and make me cum. Fuck, I need to cum right now. I need YOU to make me cum. This may sound crazy but I need to prove to myself that I'm not a whore like that son-of-a-bitch said I am, but a woman with needs who can act like a slut when she wants."

Thrilled by her request, Andy did exactly as he was told and ran his fingers up and down Carol's outer lips coating them with her juices before he spread the lips and stroked across her clit.

Carol's body responded immediately as she began to move her hips to the same tempo as his finger stroking over her clit and her breathing began to quicken.

"Now, Andy. Please now. Slide your finger in me. In fact, slide in two or three. I don't care. Just fill my pussy with your fingers and make me cum. That's it. Now, harder ... harder ... move them faster. Finger-fuck my pussy. Going to cum soon. Don't stop ... keep going ... like that ... just like that ... oh, god ... NOW ... Cuummmiiinnnggggg," Carol yelled as her orgasm overtook her.

Though he had seen her orgasm the night before Andy had never made a woman cum until that moment. Fortunately, he had read every book and story that he could get his hands on and knew that if he continued like he was he could make Carol sore afterwards, so he started to lightly stroke her clit sending shivers of pleasure through her body until she was done.

Finally she whispered, "Thank you. That was marvelous. I feel so relaxed now but there's one more thing you can do for me, if you don't mind."

"What's that?"

"Would you mind cuddling behind me and sleeping here tonight? I really don't want to be alone."

Andy wanted to do exactly that but hesitated because he knew there was no way to keep Carol from feeling how hard his cock still was if he cuddled behind her.

"Please?"

The internal fight was ended with that one little word as Andy slowly crawled up the bed and lay down behind her.

"You're too far away. Come closer. I want you to wrap your arms around me and hold me tig ..." she stopped in mid-sentence as she felt Andy's cock brush against her ass. "Sweetie, is that what I hope it is?"

"If you're hoping it's my cock, then yes that is exactly what it is."

"Mmmmmmmm, I like the feel of it and I know exactly where I want it right now, Carol whispered as she lifted her leg. "Come here and put it right between my legs then cuddle up against me real tight."

Wordlessly Andy did as she asked.

"Ohhhhh, that feels so good. I can feel it nestled right between my pussy lips. I can feel it slide across my clit every time you move. It feels so fucking good. Would you ... I mean ... would you mind ... Ummm ... SHIT, I'm not sure how else to say this so would you please pump your cock between my pussy lips as if you were making love to me? I know it may sound strange but I'm getting so turned on right now. We just need to be careful that your cock doesn't slip inside of me since I'm not on the pill or anything."

Andy didn't need to be asked more than once. His cock was already harder than it ever had been and the idea of making love to his own step-mother carried its own special thrill that he couldn't deny. Gently Andy slid his arm under Carol's head while moving his other arm along her chest until he was able to play with both of her breasts as he began to pump his cock between her outer lips. He could feel how wet she was and how she was tightening her inner thighs around his cock to form a tunnel that wrapped around his cock just as he imagined a woman's pussy would feel like. Slowly he increased the tempo as Carol began to move her hips and press herself back against him.




My Step-Mom's a Nude Model Ch. 02



"That's it, lover. Slide your cock along my pussy lips so it bumps against my clit. Mmmmmm ... it feels so delicious. I can feel how wet I'm getting and how big you're getting. It feels like a baseball bat rubbing against me. I'm going to cum soon. I can feel it every time you hit my clit. Yessssssss, just like that. Cum with me ... cum with me, lover. Spray your cum on my pussy and ... spray it on my ass; then we can rub it on the bruises and see if helps them go away. Yes ... that's it ... pump your cock against my pussy ... yes ... yessss ... that's it. Now ... ohhhhhh ... NOW, CUM ON ME!!! CUM ON MY PUSSY! CUM ON MY ASS!! MAKE ME YOUR MOMMY-SLUT!! AAAARRGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

Andy had never heard anyone talk like this except in porno movies and the results were almost instantaneous as his balls pulled upward and a load of cum sprayed from the tip of his cock to coat Carol's pussy and inner legs. Spurt after spurt rocketed from the tip while she spiraled off into her own orgasm.

Yet, somehow he heard her as she whispered breathlessly, "Ass ... cum on my ass ... let me feel it dripping across my ass," and complied as he pulled away sending the last strands to rest across her ass.

Afterwards only the sound of their breathing filled the room as they cuddled and held onto each other and slid into a restful sleep.

But for Andy the night wasn't finished. He had one more thing he NEEDED to take care of so he quietly slipped from behind Carol and left the room. Dressing in a pair of dark jeans and a black long-sleeve T-shirt, he found her address book still lying on the table where he had left it. Quickly writing down the photographer's name and address he hopped into his car and headed to the opposite end of town.

While lying next to Carol a plan had begun to form in his head and driving helped to clear-up the details. Finding an all-night gas station he quickly picked up a pair of rubber gloves, some nylon cord, a box of black plastic garbage bags, a lighter, a pre-paid phone, a two-gallon can of gas, along with the usual snacks and munchies that would be expected in a late-night stop like this, before heading back to the address he'd gotten from Carol's day planner.

The address turned out to be for a local motel and the room was located just at the top of the stairway. Quietly he climbed the stairs and tied a piece of cord across the stairway opening before returning to the parking lot below. "Now or never," he said to himself as he dialed the number he'd written down. As soon as the 'photographer' answered Andy began taunting him. "Hey, dumb fuck! I heard what you like to do to woman! Think you've got the guts to try smacking around someone your own size!"

Instantly, the 'photographer' began to yell back. "Fuck you, you little shit. I don't know what the hell you're talking about but if you don't leave right now I'm gonna call the cops!"

"Go ahead you fucking perv! Maybe they'd like to hear about how you like to beat up women! I'm sure there are enough pictures in your room to send you to prison for a long time!"

"Fuck you, you little son-of-a-bitch. I'm a legitimate photographer. I've never done anything to any of my models that they didn't deserve."

Andy smiled. He knew he had him, "And exactly what is it that they 'deserve' you sick fuck?"

"Screw you; you little prick."

"No thanks, perv, but if you'd like to take care of this man-to-man I'm waiting right here in the parking lot."

The 'photographer' never had a chance as he stormed from the room and headed towards the stairs while looking for Andy. His scream filled the courtyard and parking lot as he tripped over the cord and bounced down the stairs until he came to rest at the foot of the stairs withering in pain.

In the mean time, Andy stepped from the around the vending machines located at the end of the balcony and headed directly towards the stairs. Quickly removing the piece of cord before slipping into the 'photographer's' room. Entering he looked around and began to grab everything in sight that could be traced to Carol; cameras, film, pictures and negatives, the ad Carol had placed, the rope he'd used to tie her to the table, along with her bra and panties, which were still on the table and put them in the black plastic garbage bag.

Finally satisfied that he had everything he calmly descended the stairs and walked towards the 'photographer'. Andy could see the damage that had been done by the fall. The fingers on the man's right hand were bent backwards until the fingernails were touching the back of his hand and something white was poking out of his right arm just above the elbow. The left side didn't seem to be as bad but he could see that there was a large bump at the shoulder and the man wasn't able to use the arm. Slowly, Andy dialed 911, using the prepaid phone he had picked-up and asked for an ambulance and the police before leaning over behind the 'photographer' so he couldn't see him and asked, "How does it feel, you sick fuck. This time it was you who got exactly what he deserved, but don't worry you won't have to be here too long. I already called the cops and told them all about your photography sessions and what you do to your models. They seemed real interested and said they'd be right here," Andy snarled as he stood. "He'll probably never hold a camera again without remembering what happened tonight and think twice before he even considers doing the same to another woman," Andy thought as he walked to his car and climbed in.

The sound of sirens filled the air and a smile slowly formed on his face as he drove away towards the opposite side of town once again. Pulling into an alley he located an empty garbage dumpster. Looking around to make sure no one was around he ripped the film from the cameras and threw everything he'd taken from the motel room into the dumpster.

Momentarily, he thought about keeping Carol's lingerie but realized that if she ever found them she'd know what he'd done and that they might be tracked back to her if the 'photographer' talked, so he threw them into the dumpster along with everything else he'd taken. Satisfied that everything was inside the dumpster he emptied the gasoline on everything and lit it. Quietly, Andy watched as the blaze quickly consumed the pile while staying small enough not to draw attention before heading back home.

Carol was still in bed when he got home so he quickly undressed and climbed in next to her.

Murmuring she asked, "Where did you go?"

He replied in a whisper, "Nowhere important. Just taking care of some unfinished business," as he wrapped his arm around her protectively and fell quietly to sleep.

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My Step-Mom's a Nude Model Ch. 03



This is a revised and resubmitted story written by me. Hope you enjoy it as much if not more than the original. 

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The following morning Andy woke to find Carol gone but the smell of breakfast once again filling the house. Going to his room he quickly changed into a new pair of jogging shorts and T-Shirt before heading to the kitchen where he found her sitting at the table with a copy of the morning newspaper in front of her. 

"Did you have anything to do with this?" she asked as she laid the newspaper in front of him. The front page of the "LOCAL NEWS" section was covered with the story of how a 'photographer' from out-of-town had been severely injured after falling down the stairs at a local motel. The story continued to say that the accident was being investigated due to allegations made by the 'photographer' about a call he'd received from an unknown male just prior to the incident. The very last sentence was all that Andy cared about when it said that no evidence of any such a call had been found but that the 'photographer' was in custody after photographic material had been found in his room linking him to several reported assaults in other near-by towns. 

Andy continued to look down at the paper as he answered, "Ya, I went to see him but he tripped coming down the stairs. I figured he was hurt enough for what he had done to you so I left." He knew it wasn't the whole truth and suspected that Carol knew it as well when she turned and left the kitchen without saying another word. 

For the next several days they barely talked to each other. Every time Andy tried to say anything Carol left the room until the day of his photo class when she came to his room. "Andy, I'm still not sure it would be a good idea for me to drive so I was wondering if you'd take me to school with you." 

"School, what for?" 

"Well, I need to explain to your instructor that I won't be able to complete the agreement I made with him regarding the students taking photos of me for class and I think that as a professional I should do that in-person. I also need to talk to him about a friend of mine who is willing to fill in for me with the students." 

"I guess I can do that." 

Carol stood there silently as she watched Andy finish grabbing the things he'd need for his classes and felt the desires she'd been suppressing begin to inch their way through her body while her mind was overwhelmed with unanswered questions ... "Could she actually do what she had been fantasizing about? Could she actually seduce her step-son ... and what about his father? But more importantly could she go through with what she had in mind knowing that he had lied to her?" ... and one question that needed to be answered truthfully, right now. "Andy, could you stop for a minute? I need to ask you something." 

Andy stopped in mid-step. He suspected what was coming but still hadn't quite figured out how to answer her questions. "Ya?" 

"The other night after you helped me you said that you went to the photographer's room and he fell down the stairs. Is that all that happened?" 

"Busted," he thought to himself. "I think you know the answer to that." 

"I think I do too but I need you to be honest with me and tell me the whole truth. I can't tell you why just yet, but it's very important that I know everything." 

"Ok. Ya, there was more to it. I went there and ...," over the next half-hour Andy told Carol everything that had happened without leaving out any details. 

When he was done she looked down at the floor and whispered the next question, "And just why did you think you needed to do it?" 

Andy hadn't even considered that Carol would ask 'why' and so his answer just naturally came out before he could think about it. "Because I love you." 

Carol's head popped up at his answer. Had she actually heard what she thought she had? Did he just say he loved her? "You mean like a step-mom, right?" 

Andy realized it was too late to take it back and that there was no way he could lie without her knowing it. "No. I mean, I love you, like a man loves a woman. I know you're my dad's wife and all but he's barely ever home and with everything we've shared together I suddenly realized when you were attacked that I cared for you a lot more than as a step-mom. I was so mad the night that the son-of-a-bitch hurt you all I could do was think about how to get back at him. Then when I was on the way home I realized that it was dad who should have been here to protect you and he wasn't. I thought about that a lot and at first I thought I was being childish but when I got home and saw you lying in bed I knew that I loved you and wanted you, not as my step-mom, but as my partner and maybe someday as ... as my lover and my wife." 

Carol's mind was whirling with everything Andy had just told her and she knew that she desperately needed time to think about it. Fortunately, she noticed the clock behind Andy when she looked at him and knew she'd have at least a little time to think things over. "Thank you for your honesty, but right now I need some time to think and we need to leave to get to class." 

Realizing the conversation was over for now Andy quickly finished packing his backpack and the two of them headed to his car. Neither talked about what had been said at home but there was little doubt that it was on their minds as they silently drove towards school. When they arrived they quickly separated and got to the classroom at different times. Carol explained briefly what had happened to her and apologized for the inconvenience it may cause the class members. She also explained that she had talked it over with the instructor and made arrangements of another model to fill in for her. When she was done she left and the day's class was ended shortly afterwards. 

Rather than heading for his next class Andy went back to his car. He saw Carol sitting on the bench under a tree and immediately thought how peaceful she looked sitting there with the sun reflecting off her hair and her flawless skin. Playing the part of a Southern Gentleman he approached and asked, "Excuse me, Ma'am. My name is Andy and I'm one of the students in the photography class you were helping with. Can I help you in some way?" 

Carol smiled and it seemed to light up the whole area. "Well, thank you for asking. It seems my ride isn't here and I could use a lift." 

Bowing, Andy replied as he offered her his hand, "My pleasure," and led her back to his car. As soon as she climbed in he was rewarded with a look at her long, sleek legs and a glimpse of her upper thigh before closing the door. 

Walking around to the other side he got in and had to adjust the bulge that his 'little head' was causing in the front of his pants before he could start driving. 

Carol looked on mischievously, "Is that because of me?" 

"You know damn well that it is." 

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that ... or at least not that much," she whispered as she slid her hand onto his lap. 

"Damn, if you keep doing that I'm going to need some type of relief or I'm going to make a mess in my pants." 

Quickly pulling back she smiled, "Well, we definitely wouldn't want that now would we?" 

Andy didn't answer as he put the car in gear and headed home as quickly as possible, hoping that Carol would 'help' him with his problem when they got there. Unfortunately, that was not to be. When they pulled into the driveway they saw two men exit a black SUV that had been sitting across the street as if waiting for them. 

"Excuse me, Mrs. Drake?" 

"Yes?" 

"My name is Phillip Henderson. I work for the same company as your husband. May I come inside and talk with you?" 

Andy stepped between Mr. Henderson and Carol protectively, "May I know what this is about? I'm Andy Drake." 

"Good. In that case I'd like to talk to both of you, if you don't mind." 

Realizing that they weren't going to get any answers, Andy turned towards the house and gently directed Carol in front of him while leading the two men inside. 

After taking seats Mr. Henderson spoke softly as he asked, "Have either of you heard from John recently?" 

Since neither of them had they both shook their heads as they replied, "No." 

"I thought as much but had to ask," he continued. "There really isn't any easy way to say this but your husband ... your father ... is missing. He was sent to the Middle East on a contract job and we haven't heard from him since the first week he was there. Though that isn't always unusual because of the poor communication system there we recently received information that he was taken by a group of rebels who ... mmmmmm ... may have ... ... killed him. We received these from the same source. Can either of you identify them?" He continued as he laid several pieces of clothing on the table. 

Andy instantly recognized a shirt that he had given his father on his birthday the year before and Carol recognized a spot on a different shirt where it had been torn and she had tried to sew it. "Yes," they answered separately. 

"I was afraid of that," Mr. Henderson replied. 

When Andy and Carol didn't say anything more he quietly stood, "My deepest sympathy's. If we get any more news we'll let you know immediately," he said as he shook their hands and left. Both were in shock from the news and weren't sure how to react so they headed off in their own directions to think about what they had just been told. 

For the next several weeks both seemed to be lost in their own separate worlds. Each morning Carol would have breakfast ready for Andy before he would head off to school and when they were in the house together little was said about John or about what had happened the night Carol was attacked. Andy frequently lay on his bed for hours thinking about the things that he and his dad had done together and how everything was going to be different if he was dead. Frequently, tears would flow from him soaking his pillow as he fell into a restless sleep filled with images of his dad, his mom, and Carol. 

Then one night, after a particularly bad dream, he got up and walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water and found Carol sitting in the dark, a cup of cold coffee sitting on the table in front of her. 

"Hey." 

"Hi." 

"How you doing?" 

"I'm not sure." 

"Mind if I turn on the light?" 

"No, go ahead." 

As Andy flipped on the light switch he asked, "So what are you doing in here?" 

Carol looked up at him and he could see that his eyes were red from crying as she answered softly, "I've been sitting here thinking about your dad and I and what it would mean if he really didn't come home. And, to tell you the truth, I'm not sure how I feel. I mean ... mmmmmm ... I mean I love your dad and all but ... well ... since he left and you took over his place in the house and in ... my life ... I'm not sure I'm in love with him. Do you understand the difference?" 

Andy stood there and nodded his head. Though he hadn't been able to put it into words he had considered some of the same things. 

"I know I miss him terribly but we barely had time to get to know each other before we got married and he's been gone so often since then that I still don't really know him. Come to think of it I probably know more about you than I do about him." 

Andy didn't know what to say so silence filled the room until he got his glass of water and headed back to his room. 

"Andy, are you going back to your room?" 

Turning back to answer Andy replied, "Ya, I was planning on it." 

Carol stood and seemed to float towards him until she held his hand in hers. "I know this may sound terrible considering the situation but I really don't want to sleep alone again tonight. Would you mind if I cuddle with you in your bed or maybe we should use my bed since it's bigger?" Standing there, Carol suddenly realized that Andy's answer would change their lives forever and she could only hope that he gave the answer she was hoping for. 

Looking deep into Carol's eyes, Andy seemed to see the real question she was asking as he gently put his arms around her waist drawing her to him. "I'd love to. I didn't really want to sleep alone either ... tonight or any other night." Then he leaned forward and lightly grazed his lips across hers. 

At the touch of his lips on hers, Carol felt as if lightening bolts were running threw her and she instinctively wrapped her arms around him pulling him closer as she pressed her body against his. Gone were all the doubts she had about her involvement with him. This was the man she wanted to be with ... needed to be with. Wrapped in his arms she knew that he'd always love her, always take care of her, and always protect her. 

Andy felt it too as he leaned closer, their eyes closed and they kissed for the first time; not the neutral kiss of a step-mother and son, or the kiss of two passion-filled lovers but the kiss of two people, who beyond all hope, had found their perfect partner. 

"Andy, I know how much this means to both of us but ... tonight ... I." 

"I understand." 

Pulling away, Carol continued to hold Andy's hand as she gently headed down the hallway towards her room." 

Once in the bedroom Carol walked directly to the bed and turned on the small bed-side light before gently pushing Andy onto the bed and sitting down next to him. "Andy, the night I was attacked I let you see me naked for the first time ... or should I say I let you see me naked in-the-flesh for the first time since I know you've been looking at pictures of me on the Internet and that you had been peeking at me whenever I would go outside to sunbathe, but tonight ... tonight is different. 

"I've thought a lot about your dad and I after Mr. Henderson left, but mostly I thought about you and I and what you said earlier. Until we know more about what has happened to your dad I can't promise anything so please don't ask, but for right now I need you to be with me. I need to feel safe and protected. I need to have a man hold me in his arms and tell me that he cares for me and I hope you'll be that man," she said breathlessly as she stood and began to undress, while Andy watched. 

Andy couldn't help but be overwhelmed by her beauty as she slowly unbuttoned her top and slid it off her shoulders as she had the day in his photo class. Her silky, blonde hair had grown since she had first moved in as his father's bride and now hung loosely over her shoulders and covered the upper half of her breasts. Her eyes were a blue-grey that seemed to sparkle and draw him into their depths, while her lips seemed to be begging to be kissed. Seductively she slid her top off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor revealing a sheer, black lace bra beneath. He knew that her breasts were 34DD from what she'd told his class but now they seemed fuller and strained the cups of her bra as she reached behind herself to release the clasp. Placing a hand over the bra to hold it in place she smiled teasingly as she slid first one strap and then the other off of her shoulders before pulling her hand away and dropping the bra on her top. Andy signed as he watched her nipples began to harden and stick out crying to be touched and caressed. 

Andy watched in amazement as she put her hands beneath her breasts, lifting and offering them to him. "See what you're doing to me. Look at how hard my nipples are getting because of you." 

Andy instinctively reached for them but she lightly slapped his hand as she stepped back. "Not yet. Tonight you get to see everything so you'll just have to wait," she seemed to purr as she lowered her hands and ran them across her stomach to the top of her pants. 

Andy continued to watch as she unbuttoned the top of her pants and sensuously pushed them down until they slid to the floor. Yet, for some reason his attention seemed drawn back to her stomach. Vaguely he recalled how flat and muscular it had been when she's revealed herself in his class and how she had said she was a 24-inch waist but now there seemed to be a slight swelling just below her belly-button that seemed to steer some memory that he just couldn't remember. Quickly he was drawn back to Carol's strip tease as she slipped her hands into the waist band of the black lace panties she was wearing and slid them down over her 34-inch hips. Just as he'd seen her do on the morning she'd realized he was watching her while she was sunbathing she bent over as she pushed her panties lower allowing her breasts to hang beneath her. Andy was instantly drawn to them, missing the finale of her strip tease when she pushed her panties to the floor with her pants. Now totally nude she smiled as she straightened up revealing herself to him. "Like what you see? Come to bed and you'll see a lot more," she said as she turned and walked to the bed. 

A small moan instantly escaped from Andy as he looked at her long, toned legs and the junction between them which was topped by a small patch of dark, blonde hair. He had never been so turned-on in his life. A light sheen of sweat covered his face and his cock felt as if it was made of iron as it tried to break free of his pants. So enthralled by the sight of Carol's body that he didn't even realize she had said until she walked around to the other side of the bed and slipped under the sheets. 

Andy quickly undressed before climbing under the covers with her. Instantly his hands found her awaiting breast and began to toy with the nipple as he leaned over to kiss her. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she pulled him closer and she opened her mouth slightly to accept his tongue. Without further thought their hands began to explore each other's body and climbed closer to the release that they both wanted. 

Their moans filled the room as Andy slid his fingers downward and into the depths of Carol's aroused pussy while her hand wrapped around his lust-distended cock and slowly pumped it. Andy was almost to the point of cumming when something he had learned in his High School Health Class surged up from deep in his memories. Pulling away he lightly laid his hand on Carol's lower stomach and asked in a whisper, "You're pregnant aren't you?" 

Carol seemed to go rigid for a second before answering, "Yes. I'm pretty sure it happened the last night before your dad went away, so I'm about 6 weeks along." 

Sliding down in the bed, Andy looked at the slight bump as he continued to lightly stroke it. "So, you're carrying my brother or sister inside of you right now." 

"Yes," she replied again though a sense of fear seemed to fill her voice. "I hope that won't change anything between us ..." she continued, "because I don't want to loose you but I won't get rid of the baby. I can feel the changes taking place in my body every day and I love how it feels. My tits have already started to get larger and my hips are starting to fill out as well, but there are other changes too. The worst it the morning sickness, I get it almost every day. On the good side is the fact that because of the hormone changes I seem to be horny almost all the time. Quite a few nights I've fingered myself to orgasm after orgasm in hopes of relieving myself but nothing seems to work." 

Andy slowly leaned over Carol and gently kissed her stomach before replying tenderly, "First, of all this doesn't change a thing. If anything it makes it all the more beautiful. I told you before how I feel about you and the fact that you're going to have my brother or sister only makes me love you more. As for the other problem I think I can help take care of that as well." Lightly he leaned forward again and began to kiss her stomach as he slid his hand back down between her legs to her pussy. 

Carol instinctively spread her legs allowing Andy more access as she lay back on the bed to enjoy whatever he was going to do. 




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Without hesitating Andy slowly kissed lower and lower across her stomach while the fragrance of her arousal became stronger. Gently he spread the outer lips of her pussy and slid a finger across her clit. Instantly, he was rewarded with the sound of Carol's moan as she grabbed the bedding and arched her hips upwards towards him. Teasingly slow, he kissed the patch of hair above her womanhood before descending to her inner thighs. 

"Yesssssssssss," she hissed. "Please, baby. Don't stop. Kiss me all over. I'm so horny. Ohhhh, you're going to make me cum if you keep doing that. Kiss my pussy. Stick your tongue in me and lick it. Eat my pussy. Oh god, I need to feel you eating my pussy. I feel like such a fucking slut and I love it. Come on, lover. Eat me; tongue-fuck me until I cum all over your face." 

Andy quickly shifted so he was spread between Carol's open legs and continued to kiss her inner thighs as he moved closer and closer to her pussy until he lightly brushed against it with his lips. 

Carol's response was instantaneous as she cried out, "Yes, yes, yes. That's it. Kiss my pussy. Lick my juices. Oh fuck. Lick me. Please, don't tease me any more. I can't take it. I need to cum so bad. Oh god, oh god, oh god, now, please!!" 

Slowly, Andy began to lick the juices from Carol's pussy before finding her clit and sucking on it as he slid two fingers inside of her and began to pump them in and out. 

Her response was purely primal as she grabbed his hair and pulled him tight against her. Her body bucked and swayed as she ground herself against him until she felt her orgasm start deep inside and flow outwards, "Going to cum, lover. Going to cover your face with my juices. Just don't stop. Oh god, I feel like such a fucking slut knowing that I'm doing this with my step-son but I don't care. I need this ... I need you. Ohhhhh, lick my clit, suck on it, nibble on it, pull on it with your teeth, finger-fuck my pussy, push your fingers deep inside of me ... ohhhhh yessssss, ... yes ... yes ... noWWWWWWWWWW ... CUMMMIINNNGGGGGGG." 

Andy continued to hold on as her body quivered and jerked while her orgasm overtook her spiraling her into her personal bliss. I was only when she slowly came back to reality that he pulled his fingers from her and replaced them with his tongue sending her off into a second smaller orgasm while licking the juices that were now dripping from her. 

Slowly, Carol returned from her orgasmic trip and vaguely felt Andy tenderly kissing her breasts and nipples as his hand roamed across her stomach sending shivers throughout her body. Reaching down she lightly stroked his hair as she pulled him upwards and over her until he was stretched out between her spread legs; the feel of his hard cock resting on her pussy lips triggering her desires as she reached down and nestled it between them. "Fuck me, lover. Slide your cock across my clit and fuck me like that. Rub your cock across my clit and make me scream again. Fuck me like the mommy-slut I fantasize about and cum all over me. I want you to spray your cum all over my stomach and my tits. Coat them with your special cream, baby," she whispered in his ear as she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him tight against her. 

Through his lust filled haze Andy heard Carol and instantly began to pump his hips back and forth until he felt the hot juices from her aroused pussy coating his cock while her distended clit rubbed against the nerves under his cock head. Any hope of going slow was lost as he felt his orgasm surging forward, "Gonna cum, Carol. Can't hold back. Gonna cum all over you just like you asked. Gonna make Goldie my personal slut. Gonna coat you with my cum and make you my mommy-slut," he yelled as it burst from him like a volcano spewing strand after strand of his lava cream over Carol's stomach and tits. When the last strand rocketed from the tip of his cock he collapsed in her arms where he suddenly became a young boy again. "I'm sorry. I wanted to make this special and take my time but you had me so turned on I just couldn't hold back." 

"Shhhhhh," she replied, "There's nothing to be sorry about. You did exactly what I wanted you to do. I haven't felt like this in a long time," she continued as she pushed upward and kissed him. 

Rolling off of her, Andy moved up the bed until he could slide his arm under her head and draw her into his arms as they slept. 

Over the next several weeks they became closer and closer in every way except in bed. Though they still 'played' almost every night they had mutually decided to wait for news of John and then see what would happen. 

To help pass the time, they took frequent drives to out of the way locations and Carol helped Andy perfect his photographic skills by taking pictures of her in different scenes and settings. She taught him about the use of filters and lighting, shading and contrast, content and posing all the while allowing him more freedom with her body until he was now taking full-frontal nude photos of her. 

When the news finally did come it was almost an unexpected relief. Andy and Carol had just finished breakfast when Mr. Henderson appeared again. He quickly explained that John's body had been found but that due to the circumstances of his death an investigation was still underway. He, unfortunately, couldn't tell them anything more due to the investigation but wanted them to know and deliver his deepest sympathies. Then just as quickly he was gone leaving Carol and Andy sitting in the livingroom. 

Carol finally broke the silence as she turned to look at Andy, "I'm not sure about you but I've been expecting something like this. Your dad loved us and would have done everything in his power to let us know he was ok." 

Andy nodded his head but didn't say anything as he once again thought of what the information would mean to their future. Originally it had all been "what if's and could be's" but now there was no doubt that his dad was never coming back and it was up to him and Carol to decide what their future would be. 

"Andy? Andy, are you listening to me?" Carol asked. 

Startled Andy looked at her, "I'm sorry. My mind was wandering." 

"And just what were you thinking about?" 

"Us, our future, the baby." 

Leaning closer Carol and took his hands in hers as she continued, "I'm glad you're thinking about those things because that is exactly what I wanted to talk to you about. When this whole thing started I told you that I loved your dad but wasn't sure that I was in love with him, do you remember?" 

"Ya, I remember." 

"Good because I've thought about that a lot and I realize that I'm in love with you, not as my step-son but as the man that I want to be my photographer, my partner, my lover, and at some time in the future ... if you want me ... I'd like to be your wife." 

Andy sat on the couch barely able to believe what he has hearing. This gorgeous woman was offering him everything that he had ever wanted and far more yet the only words he could think to say seemed trivial, "I love you, Carol, and only hope I can make you as happy as you've just made me." 

A mischievous smile formed on Carol's face as she leaned closer and whispered, "I can think of one very special way we can both make each other happy right now. Let's go back to bed and make love. I want to feel you in me. I want to feel you stretching me and filling me and then I want you to cum deep inside of me." 

"But what about the baby? Can't that hurt it?" 

"No. In fact, most research says there's absolutely no danger to the baby and that it is very healthy for the mother to continue to have sex during pregnancy unless she is told not to by her doctor. So ...?" 

Andy stood and helped Carol up since his future brother or sister was now forming a pronounced bulge, a large smile on his face. Then he took her hand and led her down the hallway to her bedroom before turning and scooped her up in his arms. "I know this isn't a threshold in its truest form but ..." 

Carol never let him finish as she kissed him, "This is just fine, my love." 

Carrying her to the bed, Andy gently set Carol down and wrapped his arms around her as he returned her kiss. Their hands roamed over each others body's as they opened buttons, belts and snaps until their clothing lay at their feet. Reluctantly they pulled away from each other and kicked their clothing out of the way. 

Andy stared at her as if seeing her for the first time and sighed, "You are the most amazing, beautiful woman I've ever seen." Her skin was tanned from her time in the sun and there was only the faintest outline of tan-lines across her chest and between her legs. Since beginning to 'show' her pregnancy she had begun to wear thongs so even her buttocks were a golden-brown. 

Carol simply smiled as she moved back against him and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling his lips to hers. She could feel her tits pressing against his chest and her nipples begin to harden sending thrilling sensations to her pussy. Almost instantly she could feel herself getting wet and the heady fragrance of her arousal drifted up between them. 

Without even thinking about what he was doing Andy reached around behind her and grabbed her buttocks pulling her closer until his hard cock rubbed against the velvety-soft strip of hair above her pussy. Love, passion, lust, and desire all filled Andy as he pressed himself harder against her and began to kiss along her neck. 

Carol responded by tilting her head backwards as she raised her left leg and wrapped it around his right leg for support while rubbing his cock against her. 

Andy's right hand moved as it had a mind of its own as it cupped her breast and squeezed it gently. It felt warm and firm and heavy as he moved to the nipple and pinched it between his finger and thumb. Andy was never sure afterwards which surprised him more; Carol's moan or the creamy-yellow fluid that sprayed from her nipple and slowly dripped down his chest. "What the fuck?" 

"Shhhhh, don't worry, sweetheart. It's known as 'first-milk'. It started last week. It means that my tits are starting to produce milk for the baby. I've already talked to the doctor about it and he said it's unusual for a woman to start this soon but that it's nothing to be concerned about." 

"Does it hurt?" 

"No, in fact, it feels fantastic." 

"What does it taste like?" 

"I don't know," Carol whispered seductively. "Why don't you try it and let me know." 

Andy quickly scooped Carol up in his arms and laid her on the bed before leaning down and taking a nipple in his mouth. The nipple seemed to become fuller and plumper as he sucked the thick, sweet milk into his mouth and with each suck a pleasurable moan escaped from Carol. 

"That feels so good. I can feel it tingling all the way down to my toes and then back up to my pussy" 

Hearing this Andy continued sucking until first one and the other tit was dry before slowly descending down her stomach, kissing as he went. 

"Mmmmm, that feels so good. I can't believe how horny you're getting me." 

Looking up, Andy replied. "Dad told me when we had the 'birds-and-the-bees talk' that there are two types of men when it comes to being with a woman. There are the 'fuckers' and the 'lovers'. The first is only interested in getting himself off and fulfilling his needs while the second one knows that the more pleasure he gives his lover the greater pleasure he'll get in the end. So, tonight I want to be the best 'lover' you've ever had." 

"I love the sound of that but you should also know that there are times when I like a fucker in my bed. Sometimes I like to be taken hard and fast. I like to have a man pound his cock into me and use me like a slut." 

"I'll keep that in mind," Andy sighed as he returned to kissing her until he came to the patch of hair above her pussy. Gently he blew on it and if by magic Carol's legs opened to expose the cleft between her legs. "Her pussy is beautiful" he thought to himself as he shifted until he was kneeling between her legs. He knew that she wanted him in her as badly as wanted to be there but the lust-triggering aroma drifting from between her legs quickly overcame him and sparked an irresistible need to taste her. Leaning forward he gently spread her pussy lips as he descended towards them. 

"Andy, what ... ohhhhhhhhhh ... yeeesssssss." 

Just as he had done earlier Andy lightly blew on Carol's aroused pussy causing her to moan louder. Reaching under her he caressed her ass and lifted it upwards as he slowly extended his tongue, slowly inserting it into her causing her sweet juices to flow over it. Once inside he began to move his tongue in and out slowly as he moved from her lower pussy to her hard distend clit. 

Carol screamed, "Yesssssss, oh god, yesssss. Eat me. Eat my pussy. Make me cum!" 

Andy continued to tongue-fuck her pussy and suck her clit into his mouth, alternately flicking the nerve bundle with his tongue and gently biting it. Sliding his hands up her sides he squeezed her tits and rolled her nipples between his thumb and forefinger causing her to shiver in arousal. Reaching back under her he slid his fingers along her ass crack to spread her pussy juices over them before reaching back up to rub on her nipples as more 'first milk' leaked from them to coat her tits. 

"More, lover. Suck my pussy more ... harder. Rub my pussy juices all over my tits. It feels so fucking good. Please don't stop. Make me cum ... please make me cum. I'm getting so close." 

Andy sucked her like a man possessed. Pulling her clit into his mouth and licking circles around it before running his tongue up and down the length of her pussy and plunging it deep inside of her. 

Carol quivered and squirmed under him as she body responded. Sliding her hands down into his hair and pulling him tight against her as she felt her orgasm getting closer. "Now baby. Now ... I'm going to cum ... gonna cum ... Andy... now ... yessssss ... nnnnNNNOOOWWWWW!!" 

Andy quickly reached one hand beneath her and slid two fingers into her pussy. Pumping, licking, pumping, rotating his fingers inside of her as he felt her pussy muscles tighten around them as her orgasm overtook her and she screamed. 

Moving quickly he got to his knees and pressed the tip of his hard cock against the opening of her quivering pussy. Leaning over until he was able to whisper in her ear, "I love you, Carol," as he slowly slid past her outer lips and into her pussy. "Soooo hot ... so wet ... oh fucccckkkk," he sighed as he pushed into her with one long, slow stroke until he felt himself imbedded in her. 

"Yessssssss," she exhaled as she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him in as deep as she could while her pussy muscles began to rhythmically milk his cock. 

Andy immediately began to slowly pump in and out of her as she responded by raising her hips to meet his downward thrusts. 

"It's been so long, lover. Mmmmmm, yesssss. Make love to me, Andy. Make me yours. I need you to make love to me and cum deep inside of me. Hold me, take me, possess me, Andy. I'm yours ... now and forever." 

"And I'm yours, forever and ever. I love you, Carol. I want to be with you forever and when we can I want to make you my wife." 

"Yes, darling. Yesssss, you're so good for me. I feel so safe with you. I never want this to end. Love me, Andy. Fill me. Fulfill me." 

Carol's words excited Andy more than he thought possible as he increased his tempo only to feel her matching it stroke for stroke. The sound of the flesh slapping against each other soon filled the room as his cock drove deep inside of her waiting pussy. 

"Carol ... you feel ... so good. I can ... feel ... your ... pussy grabbing ... me ... and pulling me ... in. I don't ... know how ... much ... longer I ... can hold ... off. Gonna ... cum ... soon. Gonna ... fill ... your ... pussy with ... my cum!" 

"Yes, darling. Cum in my pussy. Fill it with your cum. Let me feel it burning deep inside of me. Pump it into me until it floods me and drips from my pussy. Pump your cock in me deep, sweetie," she pleaded as she lifted her legs and locked them behind his back. "You fill me so good, baby. Your cock feels like it was made to be in me. It fits so perfect I can feel every vein rubbing against the walls of my pussy. Mmmmmm, I'm for you lover ... only for you. You fit so perfect and you're so fucking deep in me. I've never felt any man as deep as you are now. Just keep pumping, lover. I'm gonna cum again too ... real soon." 

Andy's tempo increased even more and he plunged in deeper with each stroke until Carol put her hands on Andy's chest to stop him. "Wait, sweetheart," she said as she pulled her legs from around behind him and rolled them over so she was on top. "I want this to be special for both of us but especially for you," she said as she put her hands on his chest and began to slowly raise and lower her hips, impaling herself on his hard cock each time. 

Andy watched his cock disappear into the warm, wet confines of her pussy and immediately noticed how her tits were swinging and swaying in front of him. Reaching up he cupped them and squeezed on the nipples. 

"Be careful or you're going to get tit milk all over everything," Carol said with smile. 

"So, what's wrong with that," he replied as he pulled on the nipples, watching as the milk leaked from them to cover his hands and her tits. 

Carol quickly sat up so she could take Andy deeper, driving herself down until she felt his cock pressing against her cervix. All too soon she felt her orgasm start to build deep inside of her again, "So fucking good. I can feel your cock pressing against the back of my pussy. I can feel it pressing against the opening. I gotta slow down, lover, or I'm gonna cum." 

Pulling her back down, he looked into her eyes. "Isn't that the idea," he said as he slipped a hand between them and stroked her aroused clit while latching onto a nipple and sucking it into his mouth. 

The multiple sensations were more than Carol could withstand as her orgasm overtook her. "Ohhhhhhhh, fuck. Don't stop ... cccuummMMMMMIIIINNGGGGG!!" she screamed as the muscles of her pussy pulled and sucked on Andy's cock. "Suck it. Suck my tits. Drink my milk," she murmured as her body continued to shiver and shake. 

Wrapping his arms around her, Andy held her as she spiraled off and fought the desire to release his own orgasm. Slowly, he felt her body relax against him and barely heard her when she whispered, "Doggie." 

When Andy didn't respond Carol pulled herself off of him and moved to the side of the bed where she knelt on her hands and knees. "Come here, baby. I want you to fuck me, doggie style. Fill my pussy with your cock and cum deep inside of me. Fuck me hard and deep. I want to feel your cock in me ... crush my clit ... bury your cock all the way in me ... cream inside of me. Don't stop no matter what. I want to feel your cum. Fill me with it until it drips from my pussy." 

Andy slid off the bed and stood behind her. He loved the site before him. Carol's ass was sticking up in the air, her pussy lips glistening from her pussy juices and his saliva, her milk-laden tits swaying beneath her as she moved her ass enticingly. 

"Don't just stand there ... fuck me. Shove your cock back inside of me and ride me," she jeered. 

Grabbing Carol's hips, Andy moved closer and watched as he shoved his cock into Carol's depths. "MMMMMmmmmmmm, you're so fucking hot." 

"Yessssssss, fuck me. Fuck my pussy. Make me yours. I can't wait any more. I need to feel you fucking me hard. Use me like a fucking slut. Make me your mommy-slut like I've dreamed about," Carol whimpered. 

Andy was shaking as he pulled back, "Gonna fill your hot pussy with me hard cock. Gonna make you mine and fill you. Gonna cum deep inside of your pussy," he stammered as he slammed forward burying his cock deep inside of her. 




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"Ohhhhhhh, yessssssss ... fuck my hot pussy ... fuck my ... cunt. Fuck it NOW!! Fuck your mommy-slut's cunt. I want to feel your cock stretching me ... filling me ... fuck me with your big, hard cock!!" 

Hearing Carol begging for his cock stirred desires he never knew he had. Leaning over he grabbed her tits and pulled on them as he thrust deeper into her. Whispering, "You're mine now. MY lover, MY model, MY mommy, MY slut," while thrusting deep inside of her each time he said MY. 

"Yessss, Andy, fuck my hot, dripping cunt. Fuck it NOW!!" she hissed as she pushed back against him each time he pumped his cock into her. 

The sound of their flesh slapping against each other soon filled the room along with the intoxicating aroma flowing from Carol's pussy. 

Andy's groans increasing with his their tempo. "Unnnggghhhh ... Ohhhhhhhh ... yessssssss ... fuuuuccckkkkkk," he cried while pinching Carol's nipples as he thrust deep inside of her before pulling out slightly and thrusting in again; causing Carol's milk to leak from his hands, covering her tits and the bedding beneath them. 

"OHHHHHHH, YESSSSS, BABbbyyyyyy," Carol moaned as she felt yet another orgasm begin to wash over her when his cock pressed deep into her pussy. She had lost count of how many times she had cum but she didn't care all she wanted was more. More of Andy loving her, fucking her, filling her with his cock, "MMMMmmmm fuck my cunt. Fuck it hard, baby. Fuck it deep. Fill my cunt. Make me cum again and again. Never stop," she moaned. 

Andy felt her pussy begin to spasm again as he slid his hand from her tit and rubbed it across her clit. 

"CUMINGGGGGGGGGGGG" she screamed as her pussy grabbed Andy's cock and pulled it into her depths as the rest of her body became suddenly weak and her arms gave out dropping her chest to the bed. 

Grabbing her hips once more Andy grunted as he pumped into her, "Love you ... love you forever," while her pussy juices flooded from her and coated his balls and legs. 

From the depths of her orgasm Carol continued to moan, "Fuck me ... fill me ... cum in me ... need to feel you cum." 

Suddenly Andy knelt straight up and pounded deep into Carol's pussy holding himself deep inside of her as his orgasm overtook him and stars appeared before his eyes. "Gonna cum ... gonna cum deep inside of you ... gonna fill your pussy ... gonna fill it 'til it drips from you ... now ... yessssss ... cummmiiinngGGGGGGG!!" 

Carol felt his cum coating the inside of her wet pussy and clutched down on his cock with her pussy muscles. Six, seven, eight times she felt his hot cum splatter against her inner walls, filling her until it did start to leak from her and down her legs to the bed. This is what she had wanted ... needed ... ever since she had first fantasized about him. 

Finally overcome by what they had just done together they collapsed onto the bed and rolled over on their sides. Andy slid his arm under Carol's head as his other arm wrapped around her chest lightly caressing her tit. "That was absolutely incredible. You are the sexiest woman alive and I can't wait to spend the rest of our lives together," he sighed. 

Barely able to reply Carol mumbled, "I've never felt like this before. I feel so safe and fulfilled and ... filled," she giggled as she felt Andy's deflated cock slide from her releasing a steady stream of his cum. 

Resting behind her an idea came to Andy as he gently kissed the back of her shoulder before moving away. "I have an idea." 

"What's that?" 

"Roll on your back," he replied as he slid from the bed. 

"Why?" she asked as she looked over her shoulder as him; a wicked smile quickly forming as she saw him grab his camera. 

"I want to take a picture of the most beautiful woman in the world." 

Rolling onto her back, Carol spread her legs allowing Andy's cum to flow from her pussy in a steady stream as she grabbed her tits and pinched the nipples causing milk to spray from them to cover her pregnant stomach and drip down over her hands. "Anything for my photographer ..." she said softly as the sound of Andy's camera clicked over and over again. 

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My Step-Mom's a Nude Model Ch. 04



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This is a revised and resubmitted story written by me. Hope

you enjoy it as much if not more than the original.

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BOOOOOMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!

Carol startled at the sound of the thunder as she and Andy sat on the back porch watching the storm roll in. "That was a loud one."

"Ya, but the storm in still quite a bit away; nothing to worry about," Andy replied as he continued to gently rock the swing back and forth. He had built it several months before and it had become almost a ritual for them to sit on it each night and talk about the day's events as they watched the sunset.

"Can you give me a foot massage? They really hurt tonight." Carol asked.

"Sure."

Shifting quickly, Carol swung her feet up onto Andy's lap allowing her Ivory silk robe to open and let her body "breathe".

Andy knew it was one of her favorite ways to tease him. Now well into the last trimester of her pregnancy her breasts had grown from their original 34DD to a "F" cup and her abdomen had ballooned from 24-inches to almost 42-inches as the baby had grown. Her blue eyes seemed to sparkle even more and her blonde sun-streaked hair now hung down to the middle of her back. Even her skin seemed to glow a light gold from the hour a day the doctor said she could sunbathe. Without a doubt she was the most beautiful woman in the world as far as he was concerned and she was all his.

Carol smiled as she looked at him, "Thank you."

"For what?" he asked.

"For this," she replied as she patted the swing, "and the foot massage" as she lightly rubbed her foot against the bulge in the front of his pants, "and this" as she gently rubbed her stomach.

"What are you talking about?"

"I was just thinking how lucky I am," Carol replied. "It's been almost seven months since we found out your dad had been killed and not once have you complained. Instead you just took everything as it came along and kept us going. I never heard you say a thing about how hard it must be to go to school, work, get ready for the baby, take care of me and take care of ..." She said smiling seductively as she spread her legs and pulled her robe away to reveal the wetness that was coating her inner thighs.

"Well, I did have a little incentive," he whispered as he gently ran his hand up her leg to just below the junction.

"Mmmmmmm, I need you," Carol sighed.

"I need you too. Just look at how bad I want you," Andy whispered as he stood and pulled down his shorts to reveal his hard cock pointing straight out from his body, "but you know what the doctor said after the last time we got 'crazy'. No sex until 6 weeks after the baby is born."

"AAaarrgghhh," Carol hissed. "I'm so fucking horny. I'll warn you now; after the doctor says its ok I'm going to fuck you until neither of us can move."

"Promises, promises," Andy laughed, "but ... mmmm ... I've been reading about this and he didn't say anything about taking care of each other another ways."

Playing the innocent, Carol looked at him and asked quizzically, "How?"

"Just like this," Andy murmured as he knelt on the ground and began kissing the inside of Carol's leg while he slid his hand up to her mound and lightly ran it across her lips and clit-hood."

"Ooooohhhhhh, that feels so good. Why didn't we think about this sooner?" Carol sighed as she spread her legs wider.

Andy didn't say a word as he continued to slowly travel up her leg; licking and kissing every inch as he listened to Carol's sighs.

Then suddenly she pushed him away. "Listen, I think someone is coming."

"Wha ...? FUCK," Andy growled as he quickly stood and Carol rearranged her robe.

"Hello, is anyone home?"

"Hello?" Andy shouted back.

"It's Phillip Henderson. May I come in?"

Andy looked at Carol who nodded 'Yes' before replying, "In the back."

They had met Mr. Henderson when he brought word of the death of Andy's dad (Carol's husband) and though he'd called a few times to check on them he hadn't been able to give them any more information about the investigation nor when the body might finally be released. "Hi, you two," he said in a friendly voice as he entered the backyard, "Hope I'm not disturbing you."

"Naw, just enjoying the sunset and getting some air."

"Good. Well, I want to apologize for stopping by without calling first but I have some good news, a little bad news and then some REALLY good news that I wanted to give you right away."

"Ok," they said in unison as Andy sat down.

"First, the investigation has been completed and John's remains are being released and it seems that John was not killed by local rebels but by a co-worker who made it look like a kidnapping gone wrong. The company is paying all expenses to have them brought home and they should be here in less then a week."

"Remains?"

"Yes. Unfortunately, the laws in the country where he was killed require that he be cremated before being returned to the U.S. They say it is for health reasons because of the amount of time John's body was held while the investigation took place."

"Oh. Can I ask why my dad was killed? What did he do?" Andy asked in a shocked tone.

Taking a deep breath Mr. Henderson answered. "Ok, regardless of what you may have thought because of all the 'cloak-and-dagger' stuff going on, your dad was not a spy or anything like that. He was contracted by the government to look into some 'irregularities' in some financial reports. What he found, and I can only tell you this because it will come out in court, is that that one of the other employees was embezzling quite a bit of money. He was about to report it when the other employee realized your dad knew and killed him."

"Wow!!"

"Now for the rest; as an employee working under government contract your dad had a substantial life insurance policy that will now be released to the two of you as soon as his body arrives on U.S. soil. I know that you've had it tough while you were waiting but it should help get you through until the 'finder's fee' is determined."

"Finder's fee?"

"Ya, in a case like this the government awards a 'finder's fee' to the person who discovered the theft or in your case the relatives of the person who found the theft. They're still working on the final total that was stolen but it's estimated that your award will be somewhere around 5.6 million dollars."

No longer able to say anything Andy sat on the swing in shock as tears began to flow down his cheeks.

Carol gently wrapped her arm around him and pulled him towards her so his head was resting on her shoulder. "I'm sorry but my mind seems to have shut down for a bit after you said John had been murdered. Will someone be contacting us to let us know when John's body will be arriving? And what is this about a 'finder's fee?"

"I'll be contacting you just as soon as I have the final time of arrival, as for the 'finder's fee' the award is going to be around 5.6 million dollars but that may increase as they continue going through the paperwork."

"Oh my god," Carol sighed as she sat holding Andy.

With nothing more to tell them, Mr. Henderson quietly left just as lightening streaked the sky and the rain began pouring down.

Andy sat in a daze until Carol helped him into the house. Both were soaked through-and-through and began to shiver as Carol led them to their bedroom, "Come one, sweetie, let's get out of these clothes."

Andy continued to stand there as if in shock until Carol gently removed his clothes and helped him into bed.

"I'll be right back. I need to take something for my backache and then we can cuddle and warm up. Ok?"

Andy nodded his head, while the conversation with Mr. Henderson replayed in his mind. "His father hadn't been killed by rebels but by a co-worker who found out that he/she (??) was embezzling and now they were going to get somewhere around 5.6 million dollars as a 'finder's fee'?" "Damn", he softly whispered as Carol returned.

"What was that?"

"I was just thinking about what Mr. Henderson said about Dad and the money. It all seems surreal."

"I know. It's a lot to think about but I'm not sure right now is the time for that. First thing we need to do in the morning is contact a funeral home and set things up for when your Dad's body gets here. We can talk about the other stuff later," she answered as she climbed under the covers with him. "GOD YOU'RE FREEZING!!"

"Sorry," Andy replied sheepishly.

"Don't be sorry just get over here and snuggle up behind me so you can get warm."

Andy scooted up behind Carol and spooned against her back while he put his arm over her and slowly rubbed her stomach.

"Hmmmmm, that feels good. The baby has been kicking and squirming ever since the storm started rolling in and now my back is killing me."

Andy gently kissed the back of her neck as he continued to gently massage her stomach and then moved to her back. "They say it's all part of pregnancy."

"Well if that's the case it's a wonder that any woman ever has more than one kid."

"Are you saying you never want to have anymore children?" Andy asked curiously.

Rolling over Carol looked deeply into Andy's eyes. "I didn't say that. In fact, I want to have at least two more children but the difference is that you'll be their father not their half-brother."

Andy slowly shifted onto his back and slid his arm under Carol's head as he lightly massaged the bulge pressing against him. "I'm glad to hear that," he whispered as they slowly fell asleep.

"ANDY!!! ANDY WAKE UP!!!"

Startled from his sleep, Andy sat up in bed. "What's wrong?"

"I think we need to get to the hospital!"

Still half-asleep, Andy looked as Carol. "Why?"

Smiling she replied as she pulled back the bed covers to reveal the huge wet spot under her. "This is why! I'm pretty sure my water broke!"

They had been planning for this moment for over a month so they quickly grabbed the 'baby bag' from the corner and off they went. Carol was taken to Maternity Unit while Andy completed the paperwork before joining her and then they waited ... and waited ... and waited. Though they had both read about childbirth neither was ready for the hours and hours that ticked by while Carol went through the changes needed to deliver the baby. One hour turned into two and then into four and then eight and then sixteen and finally after 21 hours, John Joseph Drake II entered the world just as the sun was setting in a blaze of color.

Two days later, Carol and John, Jr. were allowed to come home and the job of raising a child started. The same day they got the call from Mr. Henderson informing them that John's body was being returned to the U.S. on a special flight that Friday. He also told them that the company wanted to help make the arrangements for a memorial service and both quickly agreed.

On Saturday they found themselves standing at the funeral home door greeting and thanking people they had never met but who apparently knew John, Sr., followed by a eulogy and a dinner before it was over. Neither said a word as they drove home with little John sound asleep in the back seat and John, Sr's ashes in a beautiful box on Carol's lap. When they got home they solemnly placed the box on the fireplace mantel before taking little John and settling him in his crib.

Timidly, Carol spoke. "Andy, I know this may sound really strange but I think I'd like to sleep alone tonight. It has nothing to do with us, it's just me."

Andy wrapped his arms around her and drew her close before whispering in her ear, "I understand. He was your husband, and my dad, and though what we have is very special, he's back in the house and we're each going to have to deal with it in our own way." Then he lightly kissed her on the cheek and turned away. "Good night," he called over his shoulder as he headed for his room.

Neither slept well that night since they were both used to sleeping together as well as the calls of parenthood when the baby woke for his feedings and to be changed.

In the morning, Andy woke to the smell of breakfast and quickly entered the kitchen to find Carol in his favorite outfit ... nude. "Morning."

"Good morning, sweetheart. I hope this doesn't bother you," she said as she spun around to reveal herself, "but I can't seem to find anything comfortable in the closet and I need to feed the baby so why cover up?"

Laughing, Andy replied. "When has the sight of you being naked ever bothered me?"

Grinning, she looked back at him as she put a plate of eggs and bacon on the table. "Well, maybe, bothered isn't the right word," she giggled as she saw the outline of his hardening cock begin to tent the front of his track shorts, "maybe, stimulated is a better word."

"Ya, maybe it is," Andy replied as he pulled her onto his lap and kissed her gently, "but I can take care of that with a cold shower."

Pouting, Carol whispered, "I'm sorry."

"I'm not. You're a fantastically, arousing woman and I'd have to be blind or dead not to get turned-on by you but the doc said we had to wait six weeks before we could do anything about my problem so six weeks it is," before he dug into his breakfast.

Afterwards he did take a cold shower, a VERY COLD shower, and then the two of them went about taking care of the day-to-day responsibilities they had until they found themselves sitting on the swing in the backyard as the sun set.

Carol soon fell asleep with her head on Andy's chest as he gently stroked her hair. After a few moments she adjusted herself, picking her feet up and placing them on the swing, her head dropping onto his lap.

Andy's cock began to harden instantly but he didn't move. Not because he was afraid of waking Carol up but because he was afraid that his cock would slide from his track shorts and press against her face.

Minutes later, Carol shifted again and now her face was directly on his hard cock and her warm breath was causing it to harden even more.

Slowly Andy tried to shift his position but Carol moved yet again, this time placing her hand directly on his hard cock. Andy tried to block the feeling by watching the fireflies move about the yard until he felt her hand move and squeeze his cock as she sighed.

Andy's mind raced with conflicting thoughts; try to move away, wake her up, gently remove her hand from his lap, but his cock seemed to have ideas of its own as Carol's hand began to rub up and down the front of his shorts. Slowly the leg of his shorts climbed up his leg until her hands were wrapped around his exposed cock and nestled against her face.

Sighing, Carol moved her head and placed a gentle kiss on the crown of Andy's cock.

A deep guttural moan escaped Andy's lips as he tried to pull away. "Sweetheart, we can't. Remember what the doctor said?"

Pulling him gently back towards her waiting mouth Carol whispered, "He said that we can't put this beauty inside of my pussy for the next six weeks but he didn't say I can't take care of you other ways," before moving her head and engulfing his cock. The heat of her mouth was incredible, soft and warm yet firm as she sucked him in deeper, her hand holding his shaft at just the right angle so she could tickle the nerves under the head.

Andy sat there watching Carol's head move up and down his shaft as the sensations began to overwhelm him until her hand dropped to caress his balls. Instinctively, his hips began to move, matching Carol's rhythm until he felt his balls tighten. "AArrrrgghhh, I'm going to cum, sweetheart."

Quickly, Carol pulled her head off his cock and stood up while still holding onto Andy's cock, "Come with me," she said as she led him into the house.

Entering the livingroom, they stood there. The lights were off and only the soft glow of the street light entered the room. Andy slowly leaned forward and kissed Carol. Her lips were soft and inviting and her tongue was sweet as it attacked his in a passion-filled kiss.

Carol untied her robe and shrugged her shoulders causing the robe to drop and reveal herself to him as the scent of her arousal filled his nostril. "We have to be quiet. I don't want to wake the baby," she whispered as she knelt before him and pulled his track shorts down to his ankles. Then she gently pushed until he sat on the couch and wrapped her hand around his hard cock, now oozing precum from its head.

When Andy looked down he saw the most intense look of sexual desire in her eyes that he'd ever seen as she moved between his legs and brought his cock to her lips. Slowly she slid her tongue out to lick the precum off it sensually.

Andy was so mesmerized by the sight that he barely noticed as Carol shifted and placed the full weight of her breasts on his legs. Instinctively, his hands cupped them and began to caress them.

"Mmmmmmmm, that feels so good, lover. I love the feel of your hands playing with me tits. Especially ... especially now ... that ..."

"What?"

"Remember we promised to always be honest with each other and not judge each other for what was said?"

"Ya, so?"

"Well, I've been getting really turned on when the baby nurses; just the feel of him sucking on my nipples sends ripples straight to my pussy and gets me so wet. I checked the InterNet and it says that it isn't unusual for some woman to feel like this so it's not like I'm weird or anything but I just get so fucking horny."

Smiling, Andy gently pulled her to her feet. "Well maybe I can help with that problem," as he slid forward on the couch and took one of her thick, distended nipples in his mouth.

Instinctively, Carol's hand went to the back of his head and pulled him closer to her tit as she felt a shudder course through her body when his lips closed around her nipple and sucked on it. "Yesssssss, ohhhhhh. Just like that. Suck on my nipple," she murmured as her fingers ran through Andy's hair holding him tight against her breast.

Andy's hands wrapped around Carol's waist before sliding down to the ass cheeks and squeezing them as he pulled her closer. He could hear her breathing becoming faster as he moved from one nipple to the other suckling on her until his mouth filled with her sweet mother's-milk.

Carol's legs begin to tremble until suddenly she pulled away. "Not yet, lover," she sighed as she knelt back down and grabbed his cock, slowly sliding her hand up and down. "Do you remember the first night we were together? Remember how you came in my hand and then I rubbed it all over my tits?"

Andy smiled and nodded his head as she licked her hand and lubricated her cleavage with it. "Well tonight I want you to fuck my tits. I want you to put that big cock of yours right here between my tits and cum all over them. Your mommy-slut wants to taste your cum and feel it covering her tits just like that first night," Carol purred as she moved closer and positioned his cock between her tits before pressing them together to form a tunnel. "How does that feel, baby? Do you like it when I wrap my tits around your hard cock?" she queried as she began sliding up and down its length.

Andy thought he had never seen anything so erotic in his life as he watched his cock sliding in and out of Carol's tit tunnel until he felt his balls tighten and pull up as they prepared to deliver their load of cum cream.

Carol felt them tighten too and titled her head down to lick and suck the head of Andy's cock each time it slid up to reveal itself at the top of her tits.

Unable to sit still any longer Andy grabbed Carol by the shoulders and began to tit fuck her, slowly at first, but rapidly increasing to match her tempo. "Damn, Carol. That is unreal. I've never felt anything like it. Your tits are so soft and the skin feels like velvet and your mouth feels like liquid fire wrapped around my cock. I need to fuck your tits and cum on them. I want to see my cum dripping from your mouth and covering your tits."




My Step-Mom's a Nude Model Ch. 04



"That's right, lover, fuck my tits. I want to feel your cum rush from your cock and splatter on my chest and in my mouth. Come on. Fuck me. Fuck me, harder. That's it. Fuck my tits. You're going to make me cum this way. I've never cum when someone has tit-fucked me before. Cum on me. Give me your cream, baby. Now, baby, now. Fuck my tits. Cover them with your cum. Splatter it all over your slut. Now ... now ... ohhh, god ... I'm cummmmiiinnnnnnggggg," she screamed as she squeezed her tits together tighter causing a spray of milk to erupt from her nipples and splash across Andy's stomach and cock.

Andy's response was instantaneous as her heard her scream and felt her warm milk dripping into his lap. "Here you go, baby. Open your mouth and taste my cream. Arrrrgggghhhhhhhhhh, here it comes. Here's my cum, baby."

Spurt after spurt of cum flew from the end of his cock and landed on Carol's chest and tits until it slowly slid back down into her cleavage to increase the lubrication on Andy's cock.

Carol tilted her head downwards to catch the last of Andy's cum in her mouth while grabbing her tits and squeezing them tighter causing more tit-milk to spray all over Andy's cock and stomach.

Spent, Andy sat back on the couch and watched Carol as she scooped each strand of his cum from her chest and licked it from her finger. Unbelievably, Andy's cock was still hard as she leaned over and began to lick the excess cum and tit-milk for it.

"Mommy and Daddy milk... Mmmmmmmmmm. Thank you, lover."

"Hell. I should be thanking you. That was fan-fucking-tastic."

"I think so too so why not take a picture of it and we'll see if any of those magazine editors that have been pestering us think the same thing?"

Andy quickly went to Carol's bedroom and grabbed the camera that he kept on the dresser before returning and taking a half-dozen pictures of Carol tits covered with his cum, then more of her licking it from the top of each massive globe and finally of her squeezing her nipples causing her milk to spray from them and onto the camera lens.

Afterwards, Carol took Andy's hand as she led him through the house naked. "Grab your things and bring them to our bedroom it's time for bed."

"Our bedroom? Don't you mean yours and dad's bedroom?"

Turning, Carol looked directly into Andy's eyes, "It was your father's and my bedroom but after what Mr. Henderson had to say and what we've admitted to each other I think it's time we officially made it OUR room. Although we've shared this bed together before from now on it is OUR bed, OUR bedroom, OUR house and OUR rules. WE will decide what is best for us and little John, and that starts with us moving all of your stuff into this room in the morning."

Andy didn't say another word as he followed Carol into the room and climbed onto the bed that had once been hers and his fathers but was now theirs. Gently he slid behind her and wrapped her in his arms, cuddling until a soft murmur drifted from the crib that was in the corner.

Instantly, Andy pulled away to take care of little John but Carol stopped him. "I'll take care of him. I'm sure he's hungry and that's one thing you can't take care of. You just stay in bed. I'll be back in a little bit."

Nodding he stayed in bed as he watched Carol get up and walk to the crib, her heart-shaped ass swaying as she moved across the room. Leaning down to pick you the baby, Andy once again noticed the way her breasts had grown and how they hung enticingly beneath her before she scooped little John up and carried him back to their bed and handed him to Andy.

"Hold him for a second while I get back in bed," she whispered before climbing back in bed. "Thanks, I'll take him," Carol purred as she settled back against the headboard and drew little John to her breast and helped him to latch on. "Mmmmmmmmm, I wasn't sure I'd have enough milk left for him after playing with you but I guess they're right that the more you use the more you produce, which means I'll have enough for both on my boys," she quipped.

Andy watched and was amazed at how the sight of the baby nursing was affecting him and from the look on Carol's face, her too. He knew there would be many more times when they shared the bounty of her breast-milk and smiled as he fell asleep wondering, "Want more could a guy want from life?"

The following morning, Andy woke just as the sun was beginning to rise. Quietly slipping from bed, he pulled on a pair of his track shorts before picking little John up from his crib and carrying him outside to the swing. Gently taking a seat he looked down at him as he whispered, "Hey bro, I know you're too young to understand this but I want you to know we had a great father and while I'm crazy in love with your mom I'm never going to try to take the place of our dad. I can only hope to be as good at raising you as he was at raising me. So, starting today we're going to start each day like this watching the sun come up and talking. Ok?"

Little John shifted in his blankets and looked up at Andy as a smile formed on his face.

Andy sat quietly as he continue to rock little John in the swing. He had no doubts that there were going to be some tough times in the future just as there were with all families but he also knew that there would be good times to balance those and that was all you could expect in life.

Then he heard Carol gently whispering behind him, "I was wondering where you two had gone."

"Nowhere, just enjoying the start of a beautiful, new day."

Stepping around from behind them, Carol stood in front of the swing dressed only in the Ivory robe that Andy still found so seductive and alluring. "Mind if I join you two?"

"Not at all,' he replied as she sat down and the three of them enjoyed the sun rise together.

And so the time passed, as days became weeks and they settled into a routine just like most families. Andy and Carol spent most of their time raising little John. The insurance money from John's policy had been rather substantial so neither had to work, though they continued to occasionally provide nude pictures of Carol (aka Goldie) to various publishers when they felt in the mood to do something a bit crazy.

Then Mr. Henderson arrived again one day. Andy, Carol, and little John were in the backyard working on a garden when he knocked on the gate. "Hello? Is anyone home? It's Phil Henderson."

"Come on in, Mr. Henderson," Carol called out as they got up to greet him.

"Glad to see you guys are doing so well," Mr. Henderson said as he reached out to shake Andy's hand and then little John's as he smiled at Carol. "I came by to bring you this," he said as he pulled an envelope from his jacket. "The final award comes to five-million, six-hundred seventy-three thousand, eight-hundred forty-six dollars and some odd cents. The company wasn't sure how you wanted to receive it so I said I'd being the first check over and explain the options."

Andy slowly opened the envelop and was speechless as he looked at all the zeros after the number.

Mr. Henderson laughed, "Ya, I was speechless when I saw all the zeros too. I've never seen a check written for that large an amount in my whole life and that is just your first payment."

Carol was the first to respond as she invited Mr. Henderson to sit down and for the next 45 minutes they talked over the options and the best possible means to receive the award. When they were finally done and the papers were signed, Mr. Henderson headed towards the back gate before stopping and turning back towards them, "Before I totally forget, there is one more thing. As part of John's employment package he also had a "Survivor Benefit" rider. In this case, it means that, Carol, you will get an additional two-hundred and fifty thousand dollars and Andy, both you and little John, will each be covered for four years of schooling at any university of your choice. In your case, Andy, since you've already started school the money can be used to complete your present degree, start an advanced degree or if you choose, you can withdraw it after you're done to use in whatever way you want," and then he was gone.

Andy and Carol stood there in the backyard looking at each other unsure what to say or do until they wrapped their arms around each other and continued to stand there silently.

That evening when Andy came in from doing the yard work he found Carol in the kitchen dressed in a fire-red dress with a plunging neckline and slit at the bottom of the dress that seemed to go up almost to the junction of her legs, topped off by a pair of fishnet stockings and stiletto high-heels. "WOW! What's the occasion?"

"Do you like?" Carol asked.

"Damn right!"

"Well then?" she replied as she took a classic photography pose.

Andy didn't say another word as quickly went to their room and picked up his camera before returning to the kitchen.

Carol was still standing there though she had changed her position and now had her right leg totally exposed through the slit in the dress.

For the next fifteen minutes Andy took pictures of Carol as she moved around the kitchen revealing her legs, sitting on the counter top with her dress pulled up to reveal the black garter underneath or stretched out on the kitchen table motioning with her finger to come closer. When the camera ran out of film Andy set it down and moved between Carol's spread legs and pulled her to the edge so she was tight against him. "Now, will you tell me what's going on?"

"Well, after the news we got from Mr. Henderson today I thought we might have a celebration."

Light-hearted, Andy replied. "That sounds good but where is little John?"

Carol replied nonchalantly, "I took him next door to Jessie & Don's house and asked it they could watch him for awhile. Now go take a shower. Dinner will be done in about 20 minutes."

"Ok," was all Andy said as he headed for the bathroom. Just as she had said, dinner was ready when he came back and the two sat down to a quiet meal including a small bottle of wine. Afterwards they quickly cleaned up the kitchen and went outside to sit on the swing and watch the evening stars.

Sitting with Andy's arms wrapped around her, Carol had seldom felt so loved in her life. "So did you like the celebration?"

"Very much so."

Silence followed until Carol shifted on the swing and whispered into Andy's ear. "Did you realize that little John is already six weeks old?"

"Six weeks already? It barely seems like we brought him home yesterday."

"Not to me it hasn't," Carol murmured as she reached down and laid her hand in Andy's lap before gently caressing his cock through the material.

Startled, Andy moved slightly, "Sweetheart, what are you do ...," he started to say before the significance of what she'd said hit him. "Has is really been six weeks already?"

Standing, Carol gently pulled Andy to his feet, "Why don't we go inside and you can find out."

Wrapping her in his arms, Andy pulled her close and kissed her with all the passion that had been building up inside of him.

"Mmmmmmmmm, I've missed that," Carol replied as Andy released her.

"Me too. Now, what was it you were saying about going inside?"

Once inside they headed towards their bedroom where Carol pulled the dress up over her head and dropped it on the floor revealing that all she wore was the garter, stockings and heels.

Andy stared as he noticed how full her breast had become. They were amazing, he thought. Even with the pregnancy they rode high on her chest and there was very little sag even after they had grown to a 34F. Her skin looked soft and the tan-lines only accentuated their sensuousness. Then without thinking Andy moved closer, placing his hand on her shoulder before sliding them down until he was cupping a breast in each hand and gently squeezing them.

Carol pressed herself against him as she tilted her head and wrapped her arms around Andy's neck causing him to move his arms around to her back and hold her even tighter.

Andy lovingly leaned down and kissed her on the lips as a low moan escaped from her. Instinctively, his hands began to move up and down her back lightly massaging it as he moved lower and kissed her neck.

Suddenly, Carol pulled away and looked up at him with a searching look in her eyes. "Andy, I know this is going to sound crazy but do you really love me?"

Andy replied without a moment's hesitation or doubt in his mind. "More than I thought I would ever love anyone in the world."

Sitting on the bed, Carol simply replied, "Come here," as she reached out for Andy's pants and pulled them down along with his shorts. Instantly his hard-on sprang out to point directly at her. "I know I should be used to this by now but your cock is so beautiful I just can't seem to get enough of it." Then closing her eyes she leaned forward and kissed the shaft along its entire length while holding it with her other hand. When she reached the tip for the second time Carol opened her mouth and took the head inside and began to sucking. Her tongue danced across the head, under it to tease the nerves and then probed lightly into the open slit while her hand continued to slide up and down its length.

Andy's cock had never felt so hard. Though Carol had given him blow-jobs in the past this one seemed different, special in some way that he couldn't completely understand.

Pulling her mouth off his cock Carol looked up at Andy. "You're so hard tonight, sweetie. You must really want me, and it doesn't matter to you that I'm technically still your step-mother does it?"

Looking back down at her Andy met Carol's eyes. "No and yes; 'No', it doesn't matter because I love you more than anything and 'yes' because it makes what we're doing seem wicked and that's a turn-on."

"So you like things that are 'wicked'? Maybe you'll like this then," she purred as she cupped his balls and lightly massaged them. "You know when I first came here with your father I noticed right away how handsome you were but I had to keep telling myself that I was your step-mom so I couldn't do the things I fantasized about doing with you ... but now," she said as she pulled Andy closer and took his cock back into her mouth and sucked it deeper and deeper.

Andy heard her making noises like, "Mmm..." and it sounded as if she was enjoying what she was doing to him almost as much as he was. All too soon he felt the rush of hormones and electricity surge through him and center on his cock. The urge to cum in Carols' mouth was increased when he looked down and saw her lips wrapped around his cock but he wanted more, he knew they both wanted more so he stepped back pulling his cock out of her mouth with a "POP."

Surprised, Carol looked up at Andy, "What the Fu ... aaahhhhhhh, yessssss," as he gently pushed her back on the bed and cupped her pussy in his hand. Gently he rubbed the sticky wetness across her lust-engorged lips with his fingers while the heel of his hand pressed against clit. Although Andy had thought his cock was as hard as it could ever get it seemed to harden even more as he felt his hands slide across the slippery folds and opening to Carol's pussy.

Carol's response was instantaneous as her body withered under his touch as she pulled his mouth down to hers to kiss him deeply before moving to his neck and biting his shoulder. Moaning she said, "I want you inside me. Put your cock inside me. Make love to me. Fuck me. Make me yours now and forever," before kicking off her heels and sliding to the center of the bed.

Andy thought about doing exactly as Carol had asked but once again his father's words echoed in his head. "Men can be fuckers or lovers and sometimes they can be both. The difference is that the fucker is only concerned about his own pleasure while the lover remembers that the more excited his partner is the better it will be for both of them."

Kneeling on the bed Andy moved enticingly towards Carol until he was between her spread knees and then he quickly bent down and went directly for her clit with the flat of his tongue. The fragrance of her juices filled his nostrils and desire for this woman surged through him as he heard her moan. He loved the taste of her juices and the reaction she had each time his tongue slid across her clit was like a shock of electricity. He knew that she'd be sensitive after having the baby so he took his time, starting slow and light but gradually increasing the pressure from his tongue on her clit until he felt her body tense and shiver beneath him.

Carol's orgasm had built slowly as Andy had planned and when it cascaded over her she yelled, "AHHHHHhhhhh ... I'M CUUMMMMIIINNNGGGG," and wrapped her legs around Andy's head to hold him against her. "Yessss ... yesss ... yes," she kept whispering as Andy kept moving his tongue across her swollen lips. Then he drew the swollen clit into my mouth and once again her body tensed and she yelled as she spiraled into another orgasm, "AAAAAGGggggghhhhhhh ..." Her second orgasm seemed even more intense than he first and her level of excitement surprised Andy. Carol couldn't stop moving as she arched and flexed and pushed her pussy against his tongue, while her fingers wrapped in his hair and pulled him tighter against her. After what seemed like an eternity she seemed exhausted and relaxed enough to say, "You have no idea what that does to me."

"Yes, I do. And I hope to make you feel even better before the night is over."

Carol knew what she wanted, what she needed and she knew exactly how to let Andy know as well as she spread her legs open as wide as she could for him.

Andy sat up on the bed and approached her with is cock in his hand to direct it to her waiting opening, but Carol couldn't wait and took it in her hand and pressed it against her opening.

She smiled and said, "Push it in slow, baby. Remember it's been awhile and my pussy had a pretty rough time of it not too long ago."

Following her instructions, Andy pressed against her mound and felt her lips slowly spread as he entered her. With every inch he heard an "Ahhh..." escape her lips and tell him that he could push more until he felt himself pressing against her mound.

Carol felt her pussy being stretched as Andy's cock slid deep inside of her and when he finally hit the back of her tunnel she wrapped her legs around his waist and held him there. Emotions surged through her as she realized how lucky she was that she had found the man of her dreams and she didn't care that he was her step-son. He gave her everything she needed or would ever need. He loved her as much as she loved him and she knew without a doubt that someday they would be man-and-wife. It was the thought of being married to Andy that triggered sensations deep within herself as she cried, "OH! Ohhh ... yes ...so good ... you fill me all up... my Andy ... my love ..."

Andy savored each entry that took him deep inside Carol's pussy until he was pressed against her womb and then he would stop for just a few seconds before withdrawing to do it again. Gradually he began pushing himself in harder as she used her hips and legs to pull herself up against him as he bent down and whispered, "I love you. I love being inside of you. I don't ever want to lose this feeling. You're so good for me. I want us to be together forever."

Carol sighed, "I'm glad, I want to be good for you, and I want to take care of you." She ground her hips as Andy continued moving inside her and she said, "And you're so good for me too baby, so good. I feel all of you inside me, I love this baby, I love you, don't stop lover, don't stop."

Gazing down, Andy was overwhelmed by the sight of Carol under him. Her legs were spread wide inviting him to possess her as he moved in and out of her pussy. Her eyes glistened and her body was warm, soft and yearning for him. Suddenly he realized that Carol was totally unprotected; no pregnancy, no pill and no condom. Once again he looked into her eyes as he asked, "Carol, can I cum inside you?"




My Step-Mom's a Nude Model Ch. 04



Carol didn't hesitate, "Yes, honey, let me feel you cum inside me. Let me feel you coat the inside of my pussy."

"But couldn't you get ...?"

"Pregnant?" she finished Andy's sentence. "It's possible, though unlikely at this point. Does it scare you that I could get pregnant with our baby?"

Leaning down and kissing her passionately, Andy replied, "Never. I want us to have a whole house full of kids if that's want we want."

Smiling, Carol murmured, "Then stop talking and fuck me," as she used her legs to double the pace. Wrapping her arms around his back and clawing at it while she began to thrash and squirm beneath him as his strokes became shorter and harder. "YEEESSSS ... that's it ... fuck me ... fill me with your cock ... oh ... oh ... oh ... so deep ... need you ... want you forever ... never want to stop ... fuck me ... going to cum soon ... now ... yes ... yesssss ... yessssSSSSSS ... CUMMINGGGGGGGG" she screamed as she felt Andy's cock thicken and trigger her third orgasm.

It was more than Andy could stand as he felt Carol's pussy tighten around him and pull him in as deep as he could go releasing his first strands of cum against the opening to her womb. "Cummmmming ... Filling your pussy with my cum ... so hot ... so tight ... AAAAaaarrrgghhhhhhh."

Carol thrashed beneath him as she felt each strand of cum rocket from the tip of his cock and splatter against the walls of her tunnel, wrapping and then unwrapping her legs around him until they were finished. Still languishing in the afterglow of their love-making Carol loosely wrapped her legs around Andy's waist, holding his cock deep inside of her as she stretched beneath him and whispered, "Don't pull out, sweetheart. I want to feel you inside of me. I want your cock to act as a cork to hold your cum deep in me," before continuing, "just in case ..."

Andy smiled as he kept his weight on his elbows and knees while keeping his cock embedded deep inside of her.

After several moments Carol whispered, lovingly, "That was absolutely unbelievable. I don't think I've even cum that hard or that often with any of the others I've had in my life and we have the rest of our lives together to get even better."

Gently, Andy rolled onto his side pulling her with him. "I couldn't agree more," he said softly as he kissed her.

Cuddling like this for a few moments, Carol felt Andy's cock soften and slide out. Quietly she spoke, "Andy, there's one more thing I want you to do for me."

Opening his eyes he jokingly said, "I knew this was coming. Just let me put my pants on and I'll go get little John from Jessie and Don's."

Carol placed her arm on his, "There's no need for that. When I told you they were going to take care of him 'for awhile' it is actually over-night."

Curious, Andy replied, "Ok, so what is it you want me to do?"

Carol reached over him brushing her nipples across his shoulder as she reached for his camera and sent a shiver of excitement up her spine again, "I can't believe this. I barely touch him and I get turned on and want to make love to him again and again and again," she thought before laying back with a pillow behind her. "I want you to take a picture of me, a picture that no one else will ever see because it is just for us."

Sitting up, Andy looked at Carol with a smile across his face. "Ok, how do you want to pose?"

Carol slid down slightly as she spread her legs to reveal Andy's cum coating the inside of her thighs and slowly dripping from her pussy. "How about this?"

Andy brought the camera up to his eye and quickly began taking pictures of Carol's swollen, pussy, their juices dripping from it and finally as a huge drop slid down her ass cheek and pooled on the bedding before putting the camera back.

"So do you think you have enough?"

Andy slowly leaned down and kissed her saying "I'll never have enough of you."

Carol didn't say a word. There was nothing she could say that could express how she felt as she wrapped Andy's arm around her again and lay her head on his chest as sleep overcame them both.

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My Step-Mom's a Nude Model Ch. 05



This is a revised and resubmitted story written by me. Hope you enjoy it as much if not more than the original. 

***** 

Slowly, Andy woke from one of the most exotic dreams he'd ever had to find that it wasn't a dream after all as he looked down and saw Carol kneeling on the bed slowly sliding her velvety-soft hand up and down his shaft. "Hello, gorgeous." 

Carol smiled back up at him as she continued. "Hello yourself, lover." 

"I see you found something you like to play with." 

"I'm sorry if I woke you ... well, actually I'm not, but I couldn't fall asleep. After what we did earlier my body feels like it's on fire and the only hose that will put the flame out is this one," she said as she wrapped her hand tighter around his cock. 

"Well, never let it be said that I didn't come to the aid of a damsel in distress." 

Quickly swinging her leg over his lap, Carol straddled him as she said seductively, "Now, I'm going to make you cum so fast that you won't know what hit you. But I want you to try not to, ok?" 

Andy looked up at her and replied, "Whatever you want." 

"In that case how about we start like this," she smiled as she leaned over, pressing her breasts to his face. "Suck on my nipple, take it in your mouth and tease it with your teeth, but no biting." 

Andy realized what a challenge this was going to be since Carol knew that the sight of her large, swollen breasts always turned him on and the taste of her mother's-milk seemed to trigger his desire to cum. He couldn't help but comply as she pressed a nipple between his lips and settled herself onto his lap sliding his cock inside of her super-heated pussy. 

Quickly Carol began to glide up and down Andy's cock in an ever increasing tempo. Then she sat up and drove herself all the way down his shaft pressing it against her womb as the muscles of her pussy canal tightened. Andy knew he had no chance of winning the challenge and the he wasn't going to last much longer as he watched Carol cup her tits and pinch her nipples straying mother's milk across his chest and face. Without a thought he reached down and grabbed her hips as he thrust upwards into her, driving his cook to the very depths of her womanly tunnel as he pulled her down to meet his thrust. The sensation was more than he could handle and he felt his sperm boil up from his balls, jettisoning into her waiting pussy as he yelled out, "AAAAAARRRRRGGGghhhhhhhh." 

Carol continued to ride up and down his cock as she felt blast after blast of his hot cum coating her insides until she plunged down and ground her clit against the base of his cock. "ME TOOOOOOOoooooooooo," she screamed as her orgasm overtook her and sent her spiraling off into oblivion as she collapsed on his chest. 

Andy wrapped his arms protectively around her and held her until he heard her speak. 

"I think we both won that one," she said as she felt her pussy muscles spasming around his still hard cock. 

"Me too," he exhaled before sitting up. "I need to use the bathroom and get something to drink. Would you like anything?' 

Mischievously she looked at him and replied, "Well, I've already had what I really wanted but I guess for now a glass of water would be just fine." 

Andy used the bathroom and got two glasses of water but when he returned to the bedroom he found Carol rolled on her side sleeping. Climbing back in bed behind her he slid his hand over her hip to lightly stroke her pussy and was instantly rewarded with a moan and more of her juices coating her inner thighs. "Sorry, I should let you sleep." 

Carol rolled towards him and felt his hardening cock press against her. "No. I want you to want me all the time just like I want you," she said as she wrapped her hand around his cock and stroke up and down it until it was rock-hard again. "Mmmmmm ... you're so hard for me ... always wake me up for this," she murmured as she lifted her leg and lay it across his hip while pulling his cock to the very lips of her pussy. "Slide it in me. Fill me again. I love the feel of your cock filling me." 

Andy pushed and wasn't surprised when he slid almost the full length into her on the first thrust but he was surprised when his cock almost fell out when he pulled back because she was so wet with the combination of their juices from earlier. Grabbing her hip he pulled her back towards him and pushed his cock in deep before beginning a series of short, fast strokes. 

With each thrust, Carol whispered, "Love it ... love your cock in me ... filling me ... loving me." 

Andy knew that no matter how many times he made love to Carol he would always want more and would always want to make sure Carol was just as satisfied as he was. He knew why lovers talked about being one as he felt her pussy drawing him deep inside of her. 

Instinctively, they settled into a tempo and moved as one; in and out, in and out, completely releasing themselves to each other. 

Carol spoke quietly, "It feels so good. Mmmmmmmm, just like that, darling. Push your cock deep inside of me." 

Andy pushed harder until he completely filled her and only stopped when he felt her hand grab his ass and hold them there inside of her. 

"You know, I'm not supposed to want you inside me like this. Technically, I'm still your step-mother and some people might call this incest. But I don't care, it's right for us because we love each other. It's right for us to love each other like this, with you inside my pussy, deep inside me, filling me, loving me ..." 

Andy kissed her passionately and lovingly in answer to her comment as Carol pulled him tighter against her. 

"I want to feel you cum inside me; I want to feel you give me your sperm like ...," she caught her breath and Andy could hear the emotion in her voice as she said, "Like a husband gives his wife." 

Andy cradled Carol's face in his hands as he replied, "Carol, I want to be like a husband to you. In fact, I want to be your husband. I want to give you whatever you need and make you happy and," he whispered as he began to move his cock in and out of her waiting pussy, "... make love to you all the time." 

Tears formed in Carol's eyes as she spoke. "Andy ... I want to be a wife again ... Your wife, no one else. I'll be a great wife but only for you, my love. Only for you." 

Andy rolled them over so he was on top and his cock was buried deep in Carol's pussy, his wife's pussy. "You're mine now, Carol. From this moment on we are husband and wife. No one is ever going to touch you again, no one but me." 

Carol hissed, "Yes darling, only you inside me, only you, only you...yes, you're my husband now." 

Hearing Carol agree and call him her husband instantly brought back thoughts of their discussion about what could happen when he came inside of her. It amazed him just how much his life had changed since Carol had married his dad and how ... one day ... maybe even today he would get her pregnant with their baby. 

Their love-making quickly became more intense as their tempo increased and desire for each other and their promised future together rolled over them until the springs on the bed were squeaking and the headboard of the bed was knocking against the wall. 

"Fuck me, darling. Fill my pussy with your cock. I'm yours ... all yours. I'm your wife, your lover, your slut, anything you want. Just don't stop ... it feels so fucking good ... pound me with your cock ... pump me full of your cum ... let me feel it dripping from my pussy." Carol screamed as she pushed up against Andy as he thrust downwards. "Pound me, darling. Fuck me. I'm going to cum soon ... don't stop ... don't ever stop fucking me ... now, darling ... now ... push your cock deep in my pussy and spray my pussy with your cum. NNNNOOOOWwwwwwwwww." 

Andy pressed as deep as he could and for a second thought that he had actually pushed his cock head through Carol's cervix and into her womb as strands of his cum surged from his cock to coat the walls of Carol's pussy once again. "Maybe, just maybe," he thought as they collapsed in each others arms once again. 

When Andy woke later the sun was beginning to shine through the window and he could vaguely hear music coming from someplace in the house. Rolling out of bed he grabbed his usual pair of shorts and followed the sound. Entering the kitchen he found Carol standing by the counter mixing the batter for pancakes wearing her Ivory-colored robe and nothing else. The sun filtered through the material to show him everything and nothing at the same time but it didn't matter because just the sight of her caused his cock to begin to harden. "Good Morning, again" 

Surprised, Carol spun around towards him causing the material of her robe to open and expose a breast to him. "Good morning," she giggled. "You were sleeping so peacefully I decided not to wake you but to get up and start breakfast for us," she said as she stepped into his arms and tilted her head for a kiss. 

Drawing her close, Andy leaned down and brushed his lips lightly against hers. "When I woke up and you weren't there I thought it had all been a dream for a second but feeling you here in my arms I know that it wasn't a dream and that there's nothing in the world I want more than you." 

Reaching down Carol wrapped her hand around his cock just as she had done earlier and began to stroke up and down its length. "I can think of something you might want." 

Andy gave Carol an innocent look as he asked, "And what might that be?" 

"This," Carol replied as she turned her back towards him and pulled up her robe. 

Andy gently placed his hands on Carol's shoulders and pushed her forward until her palms were on the counter top. She was bent over at the waist, her ass sticking in the air. Seductively she spread her legs and the aroma of sex filled his nostrils. Andy's body responded as his breathing became heavier as he stared down at the slippery, open petals of Carol's aroused pussy, her toned ass and her long, shapely legs. 

Carol glanced over her shoulder and saw the reaction she was having on Andy as his cock hardened and stuck straight out in front of him. "It looks like somebody likes what they see." 

Moving behind her, Andy gently rubbed his hands across the well-toned globes of her ass. "You have the sexiest ass I've ever seen," he complimented before moving closer to rub his cock head along her wet slit. His per-cum mixed with the juices covering Carol's pussy as he slid it along the pouty lips until he struck her clit. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhh." 

"Do you like that sweetheart? Do you like the feel of my cock rubbing your pussy and clit?" 

"Yesssssssss, but I want you deeper ... much deeper." 

Andy gently pressed forward sliding the tip of his cock between her pussy lips. 

Using her hands as leverage Carol pushed backwards sinking more of Andy's cock in her. "That's it, darling. Push your cock inside your step-mother/wife. Love me like you did last night. Fill me with your cum." 

"Argh," he groaned as he continued to push in slowly, an inch at a time. Andy was surprised that he didn't slip in all the way into Carol's wet pussy on the first thrust but she was tight, even tighter that she had been before. "I can't believe how tight you are this morning. It feels like a vise is grabbing and holding me. 

"Yeah," Carol winced as his cock slid further into her slit. Leaning down, Carol rested her tits and face on the counter top. "I'm not quite as wet as I was earlier so it feels tighter, or maybe it's the exercises the doctor has me doing," she replied as she tightened her pussy muscles. 

"Aahh, I love it!" he exclaimed. "So tight! So wet! So hot!" 

Lifting herself up onto her elbows, Carol removed her robe letting it drop to the floor. Now totally nude she looked out the window above the sink, thinking, "I wonder if anyone can see me? I wonder what they'd think if they look at the window and saw me standing here nude? Would they be able to see Andy behind me? What would they think if they knew that my step-son was stretching my pussy with his hard cock and that he was going to fuck me and cum deep inside of my pussy?" Shifting her weight Carol pushed back against Andy as her pussy stretched to accept him while he pushed another inch of his cock inside her. "AAaaarrrggghh,I don't care what they think or see just so long as Andy keeps loving me!" 

Andy's cock felt as if it was getting wrapped in a soft, velvet glove. His next push sent more of his cock inside her, thanks to Carol's pussy juices that were now flowing around his cock. It was tight, warm and wet. He could feel her insides quivering; the soft folds of skin rippling up and down his shaft. 

"You feel so fucking good, sweetheart!" 

"You too, baby. You too." 

Andy soon bottomed-out, his entire cock was in Carol's slick hole. Her butt flesh met his thighs, his balls jingled against her slit and bounced against her clit. A chorus of grunts filled the room. 

Carol pushed her hips back against Andy as she felt him drive his cock into her. She tossed her head back yelling, "Yesssss!" as Andy began to fuck her as the morning sun flowed through the window. 

Andy moved in and out of her in a slow, firm motion, taking his time, building the heat and excitement. His rock-hard cock was soon coated with Carol's juices, and easily slid in and out, as his breathing increasing into short gasps. 

Carol gave a lusty stare over her left shoulder at him. "Yes! Oh, yes! Andy, you fuck soooo beautiful!" 

After that the tempo started d to escalate. So did the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Sweat appeared on both of them as he stroked his thick manhood into her pussy, and she pushed her hips back to meet him; two lovers in perfect harmony. 

"Don't stop! Darling, don't stop," Carol begged wantonly. "Don't ever stop fucking ME!" Carol felt her tits swaying beneath her and lowered herself slightly so the nipples lightly dragged across the counter top. The result was almost instant as mother's-milk started to leak from the stimulated nipples and leaving a trail across the counter top. Then to her own amazement she leaned forward and began licking it up. She had never tasted her own milk and vowed that she'd be doing it a lot more from then on. When she glanced back at Andy, he was watching intently while he continuously plowed into her. She gave a sensuous look as she licked her lips, her eyes never leaving Andy's. "Mmmm," she purred, "so sweet. No wonder you like sucking on my tits." Then she reached up with her hands and squeezed both nipples spraying mother's-milk all over the counter top and returned to licking it up cat-like. 

Seeing this trigger desires deep inside of Andy and he began to thrust in and out of Carol's hot, wet pussy like a piston. It was if a switch had been turned on causing a primal desire to be released; a desire to fuck this woman, to possess her, and to breed her. 

"Oh god, you feel so good. I don't think I'll ever get enough of your pussy wrapped around my cock. You feel incredible!" 

Carol lifted her face from the counter, her chin covered with mother's-milk, her breathing sounding ragged as she looked over her shoulder again. "Me, too baby. I love your cock! My only cock! The only cock that will ever be in my pussy again. The only cock that will stretch me and fill me and cum deep inside of me." Then Carol's hips bucked, and her legs quivered. Her mind was in a whirlwind as Andy relentlessly fucked her from behind. She was rapidly heading for an orgasm to top all other orgasms. She started to pant. His thick cock was sliding farther into her greedy pussy, getting completely buried in her. She continued to look over her shoulder at Andy as she gasped, "Fuck me ... fuck me hard ... I need it so bad ... please fuck me," as she reached down between her parted thighs with her right hand until her fingers found her inflamed clit. 

Andy's hips were a blur as he pounded into Carol. His stomach banging against her ass checks as his balls swung forward and collided with Carol's fingers as they tickled her clit. 

Carol's pussy felt as if it were on fire. The sensations from his cock burying itself against her cervix and the nerves of her tunnel being rubbed as he pumped in and out along with the electrical charges coursing through her each time his balls hit her clit made Carol's pussy feel like a pot of molten lava. 

Suddenly Andy felt his balls pull tighter and knew that it was time. Grabbing Carol's hips he pulled her tight against him as he cried, "I'm going to cum ... going to fill your pussy with my cream ... going to fill you until it drips from your pussy ... now ... now ... AAAARRRRGGGhhhhhh!" 

Carol pushed back hard, placing her hands back on the counter to give added leverage and support, as she looked back over her shoulder again. "Cum in me, darling ... Cum in me ... fill me with your cum ... I want to feel it splattering inside of me ... coating my pussy with your cream!" 

Andy continued to pump frantically. His tempo becoming more erratic and his breathing coming in short gasps as his cum rocketed from his balls to cover the walls of Carol's pussy. 

Carol felt Andy's cum shoot deep inside her pussy as strand after strand were being deposited in her. She shuddered, her own climax triggered by the sensation and surging through her body. Her pussy contracted and quivered around Andy's shaft as her pussy muscles milked him of his love juice. She gyrated her hips on his cock, her pearly juices mixing with his cream for a lover's cocktail. "I'm cumming too ... mmmmmmmm ... yessssssss ... I can feel you filling me ... so hot ... so fucking hot ... burn me, lover ... brand me with your thick, hot cum," she yelled followed by and almost imperceptible, "Yeeeeesssssssssssss... ssssssssssssssssssssssss." 

Andy leaned forward placing his hands on the counter alongside of Carol's as their bodies shook from their orgasms. Then slowly he shifted his weight so his head was leaning against her shoulder and he lightly kissed her neck and back. 

Carol's orgasm was so intense that she placed both hands on the counter before lowered her chest and head to the cool surface. 

Andy's cock slowly wilted and slipped from Carol releasing a flood of cum that landed on the floor between their legs. When he gently pulled away, Carol turned and melted into his arms in a loving hug. Their kissing was slow and caring and spoke of their love for each other. 

Still wrapped in Andy's arms with her head resting on his shoulder, Carol looked at the pancake batter she had been making when Andy had entered the room. It had thickened in the bowl and looked like a hard lump of some unknown material. Laughing, she pointed at it and said, "I guess I'll have to make a new batch of that." 

Andy pulled her tighter and began to laugh as well. "I have a better idea. Why don't we go pick up little John and then head for a breakfast joint? This poor body of mine is all worn out and if we stay here like this," looking at their naked bodies, "there's no telling what might happen." 

Carol nodded her head and the two of them left the kitchen holding hands, the batter still in the bowl, and headed for their bedroom for a shower and to get ready for whatever life had waiting for them.



My Step-Mom's a Nude Model Ch. 06



This is a revised and resubmitted story written by me. Hope you enjoy it as much if not more than the original. 

***** 

Andy and Carol's life soon fell into a routine like most couples with a babt. The exceptions being that the baby wasn't Andy's but his half-brother and Carol (aka: Goldie) still worked as a nude magazine model with Andy as her photographer. 

One month quickly became two and then two became three and three became four during which time Andy and Carol grew closer and closer. Neither thought about the comments they had made the first time they had made love after little John's birth because they both felt as if they were already married. Then six-months after little John's birth, Andy surprised Carol by getting down on bended-knee while she was sitting on their swing and proposed. She accepted immediately. 

"Andy, I can't think of anything I'd love to do more than to be your wife, your partner and your lover, now and forever." 

The next day Carol stopped at a local bookstore and picked up a Wedding Planner book and they quickly realized that the proposal was the easy part of the wedding. They talked about a church versus other locations, a formal diner afterwards versus catering, Wedding Vows, Wedding Music, and all the time they kept avoiding one topic until there was just no way to avoid talking about it any longer. 

"Sweetheart, I know we've skirted around this but everything we've talked about comes down to one thing... a date," Andy said as they sat on their swing. 

Sighing Carol replied, "I know. I've been thinking about it a lot and just can't seem to come up with the 'right' date. I want this to be prefect for both of us and every time I have a date in mind I remember something that happened that day regarding your dad. 

Andy sat silent as he thought about what Carol had said and realized that she was right, every day that he thought of had something regarding his dad's murder attached until he suddenly stood up and looked down at Carol. "I've got it. I've got the perfect date." 

Curious Carol asked, "Okay, what is it?" 

"How about six weeks after little John's first birthday. We both know how important that day is to us and our life together!" 

"You're right! That WILL BE the perfect day." Carol laughed as she reached forward to massage the bulge growing in the front of Andy's pants. "I knew there was a reason I love you besides..." She said seductively as she licked her lips. 

Afterwards everything seemed to fall into place. Carol quietly had her name changed back to her maiden name. They found a quaint, little chapel about two hours drive from their house that overlooked a beautiful lake with a huge area next to it for the reception. Then they found a local bakery to make the Wedding Cake that also had a catering service. It wasn't until they talked about the guest list that they had their first real disagreement. Then after several hours of talking, Carol agreed that the list would consist of any of her friends that she wanted since they wouldn't know that she and Andy were related but that the only relative Andy wanted there was his half-brother, little John. 

Several days later, Carol seemed to suddenly become more and more distant. She would frequently walk around the house talking to her girlfriends on the phone or spend hours looking at magazines that she instantly put away whenever Andy got close. Finally, unable to stand it any longer Andy confronted her about it. 

"Carol, are you having second thoughts about getting married to me?" 

"NO!" 

"Then would you mind telling me what is going on? You seem totally distracted whenever we're together and you've been spending more time on the phone with your girlfriends or looking at magazines then you ever have." 

Carol's answer was two little words that send shivers of terror up and down every man's back and excitement in every woman's voice, "The Dress." 

"Aaahhhhh the dreaded Wedding Dress," he thought. "The one item that could truly make the day a dream-come-true or a nightmare-from-hell and better yet the one thing that the groom was not asked to help with but told was none of his business." Andy quickly smiled and, taking little John from Carol's arms, turned and walked away. "Come on, buddy. This is one area of a wedding where even angels fear to tread." 

Then, finally, the day arrived. Andy and Carol had driven to a town close to the chapel and in honor of the following day's events had stayed in separate rooms. In the morning, Andy got dressed in his rented tuxedo and drove to the chapel while Carol was brought by a group of her girlfriends so Andy didn't see her the whole morning. 

At a few minutes before the hour, Andy found himself standing at the alter as the Wedding March began to play and the doors to the rear of the chapel opened to reveal the most beautiful sight Andy had ever seen. 

Carol stood in the doorway. Her sun-streaked blonde hair was pulled back and held in place by a shimmering tiara. Her wedding veil hung down from it obscuring her beautiful blue eyes while leaving her lush red lips exposed and seeming to scream to be kissed. Her wedding gown seemed to accentuate every curve of her body. The ivory satin contrasted and highlighted her tanned, bare shoulders while the "V" at the front of the dress and the pearls that scooped under each breast illustrated that she was a woman, not a young girl. A trail of pearls descended from her cleavage and ended at another strand of pearls that encircled her waist and draped down to swing freely in front of her as she walked. 

Andy quickly covered his mouth and coughed to hide the smile as he realized how much they looked like drops of cum leaking from her after they had made love. 

The rear of the veil flowed down her back to join the train that trailed behind her. An ivory satin choker encircled her graceful neck and a pair of blue diamond earrings hung from her ears, shimmering in the light, along with a small bouquet of ivory-colored roses that she carried in front of her. 

With each step Andy thought she looked more and more beautiful until she was suddenly standing beside him. The chaplain proceeded with the ceremony and the only mistake was when Andy said "I Do" before his portion of the vows were even started. The giggles that followed were quickly forgotten as the chaplain said "I now pronounce you husband and wife." Without further prompting Andy and Carol turned and kissed each other for the first time as a married couple to the claps, whistles, and shouts of the friends who were filling the chapel. 

The reception was enjoyed by all and Andy got the chance to meet Carol's friends for the first time, including several women who were well known in the adult entertainment industry. Then it was over and they quietly slipped away, but instead of heading back to the hotel Andy surprised Carol by taking her to a mountain cabin that he had found several miles away which overlooked not only the lake but gave a clear view of the surrounding mountains. 

"It's beautiful," Carol sighed. 

"Not as beautiful as my new wife," Andy said as he swept her up off of her feet and carried her over the threshold. The whole thing still seemed like a dream to him until he felt Carol's lips lightly brush against his ear as he carried her into the room. 

"I love you," she whispered. 

"I love you, too." he replied as she set her down and wrapped his arms around her. "I never imagined anything like this could happen to me. When you married my dad and moved in with us I thought he was the luckiest guy in the world to have you as his wife, but now... well, now I'm the lucky one," and then he leaned down to kiss his bride. 

Their kiss was soft and loving yet what they both felt was undeniable as the kiss became more and more passionate. Their hands moved over each other, caressing and pulling, until Carol broke the kiss and stepped back. 

"Wow!!" 

"Wow, is right!!" Andy smiled as he moved towards her again and tried to pull her back into his arms. 

Carol stepped back staying just out of his reach, teasingly, as she purred. "I have a surprise for you." 

Andy instantly stopped, "And what might that be?" 

"Why don't you take a seat over there," she said as she smiled and pointed at a nearby chair, "and I'll show you." 

Andy sat in the chair as Carol turned her back towards him and began to do something to her wedding gown as he waited. Then suddenly the lower half of her wedding dress dropped to the floor and she slowly turned to reveal everything the dress had previously hidden. Unable to say a word he stared in awe at the transformation. The top of Carol's wedding dress was actually a corset. 

The pearls that had previously scooped under each breast had been buttons that were now nestled under Carol's exposed breasts. The trail of pearls descending from her cleavage continued down the dress directing his eyes to her pussy and the patch of hair that surrounded it. It was obvious that she was just as aroused as he was from the amount of juices that shimmered from the har and inner thighs. The corset also had a set of garters that were attached to a pair of lace-topped, flesh-colored stockings and 4" Ivory high-heels that were held to her ankle by two straps and two sparkling silver buckles. 

"So what do you think?" 

"Un-fucking-believable!!" 

"I guess that means you like it." 

"Hell, yes!!" 

"You don't mind that I'm not shaving any more?" She asked as she teasingly ran a finger across the hair of her nether region before bringing it to her mouth and licking it. 

"No problem at all as far as I'm concerned." 

"I'm glad. I had thought about starting to shave again but realized that I wanted you to know you're married to a woman not some little girl. As for the rest of it," she said as she slowly spun around to give Andy a complete look at her, "I wanted to follow all of the old traditions so...," she continued, "something old" as she pointed at the corset, "something new" as she pointed at an ankle bracelet that Andy hadn't noticed earlier, "something borrowed," as she raised her foot to indicate the high-heels, "and something blue," as she ran her finger across the blue diamond earring. 

Andy stood and walked to her, taking her in his arms and feeling the fullness of her breasts pressing against him. "I think I'm the luckiest guy on the world because it is my honor and privilege to call the most beautiful woman in the world my wife." 

Standing with her head nestled against Andy's chest, Carol felt his cock beginning to press against her through his tuxedo as she whispered, "I think I'm the lucky one," and dropped her hand to squeeze the bulge. 

Andy instantly leaned down and kissed Carol, this time with more passion. Instinctively, he moved from her lips to her neck and began to delicately nibble on her shoulder as she leaned her head back to allow him better access. 

"Ohhhhhhh, you know how much that turns me on. Let's get you out of those clothes. I want you and I want you right now. My pussy has been dripping since I saw you standing in the front of the chapel. Kyla even joked that she thought she smelled pussy juice at the reception..." Laughing, "... and she should know, she's been licking pussy for quite awhile. But that's not what I want; I want to feel your cock sliding in and out of me. I want to feel you filling me with it and stretching my pussy. I want to feel you cumming deep inside of me. I want to feel each and every strand of your cum splashing against my pussy walls. I want to cum with you deep inside of me and I want our juices to flood down my legs like a leaking faucet." 

Andy quickly stripped with Carol's help and soon stood nude, his cock sticking out hard and thick from his body. Teasingly he grabbed it and shook it as he asked, "So would you prefer that we make love or would you rather that I fuck the hell out of you?" 

Carol's realized as she looked at Andy's cock that she had never been this aroused before even starting and gasped. "Fuck now... love later." 

Bowing, Andy replied. "Your wish is my command," as he grabbed her and led her out of the room to the porch. 

"Whaaa?" Carol began to ask before Andy stopped her. 

"Shhhhhh, just bend over." 

"But the porch light is on," Carol said as she looked back over her shoulder at Andy. "Someone might see us." 

"So," he teased. "With all the nude pictures I've taken of you and all the men who've jacked-off to them. Just think of how turned-on one of them would get seeing you getting fucked." 

"Mmmmmm, you're right. That would be such a turn-on." 

"Unfortunately, there's no one within five miles of here. Now bend over." Andy said as he gently pushed her closer to the rail that surrounded the porch. 

Carol was quickly overcome by her desire for Andy's cock and the wickedness of what they were going to do, so she leaned forward and grabbed the rail, only then realizing that she still had her second wedding bouquet clutched in her hand. 

Andy silently moved behind her, lining his cock up with her sopping pussy. Then, grabbing her hips, he thrust forward burying himself all the way into her depths in one continuous stroke. 

Carol's eyes flew open at the sensation of being taken like this and screamed as a wave of pleasure overwhelmed her, "YYYYAAAAAAAAAA!" 

Andy pushed harder and soon had Carol pinned over the railing. Her tits swayed back and forth with each thrust. Suddenly, as if preplanned, Andy reached up and grabbed the soft, full orb of Carol's left tit while she reached up and grabbed the right one and they gently squeezed the nipples in unison. Mother's-milk sprayed from them onto the grass and he felt a shudder run through Carol's body. 

"Yes, baby. Fuck me. Fuck your horny slut. Fuck me with your big, beautiful cock. Fill my pussy. Take me. Aaagghh. Yes... Like that... I'm yours... now and forever... You can fuck me any time and anyplace you want me... fuck me hard... going to cum soon... oh my god... I can feel you so deep... don't stop. Fill me with your cum...," then in a whisper that Andy barely heard, "...and make me pregnant." 

Andy's response was one of sheer lust as he pistoned into Carol driving his cock as far into her as he could until he felt himself hitting her cervix with each thrust. "Fucking you... going to fill you with my cum. Going to spray your pussy with so much cum it drips from you like a street-side whore... Going to breed you so you can have our baby. Is that what you want? Do you want to have your step-son/husband's baby?" 

"Yes... yes... yes," she whispered until her orgasm crashed over her and she screamed for all the world to hear. "FUCK ME. FILL ME. YES, YES, YES. FILL ME WITH YOUR COCK. SPRAY ME WITH YOUR CUM. DON'T STOP FUCKING ME. OH MY GOD... NOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW... AAAAAARRRRGGGGH!" 

Andy felt Carol's pussy tighten around his cock and knew he wouldn't be able to hold back so he plunged deep inside of her; fascinated by the warmth, moisture, and rolling sensation of her pussy muscles. "Cumming. Filling your pussy. Sending thousands of baby-makers into your pussy. Sending them to find your egg and make a baby... OUR baby," he murmured as he leaned over Carol's back and whispered in her ear. 

Carol felt each and every pulse of Andy's cock as it sprayed its load inside of her. In that moment of sheer bliss and joy she took her bouquet and threw it into the wilderness surrounding the cabin. She had no idea why or what it might mean but for some reason it felt like the right thing to do as she felt their combined juices begin to escape from around Andy's dwindling cock and run down her legs. 

Using the last bit of strength that he still had, Andy scooped Carol up and carried her back into the cabin and down the hallway to the bedroom. Once there he laid her down on the bed and removed her high-heels before crawling onto the bed. Then, reaching down to the bottom of the bed he grabbed a blanket and pulled it over them. Gently, he slid his arm under her and cuddled behind her as she took his hand in hers and pressed it to her breast. 

"Only you," she sighed as they fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms. 

The next morning Andy woke to the sound of the birds and the sunlight shining through the large picture window at the foot of the bed but what had woken him was the soft groaning coming from Carol. "Are you ok?" 

"Shit. I'm sorry, sweetie. I didn't mean to wake you up but I hurt all over. I definitely had too much to drink at the reception and after we had our fun outside I was too tired to take this off," indicating her wedding corset, "and now my back hurts so bad its unreal." 

"Well, let me see what I can do about that," Andy whispered as he rolled Carol on her side and quickly released the fasteners on her corset. 

Carol moved onto her back pulling the corset from under her and dropped it on the floor. "Thank you, honey. You have no idea how much that helps." 

"I'm glad to hear that, Mrs. Drake," Andy quietly replied as he sat up. 

"Mmmmmm, Mrs. Drake. Mrs. Andrew Nicholas Drake. I like the sound of that." 

"I do too," Andy replied. "Now sit up a bit." 

Not sure what to expect Carol sat up and Andy quickly slid behind her so his back was against the headboard and Carol was sitting between his spread legs. 

"Ok, now lean back." 

Carol did as he said and was rewarded by the feel of his hard, muscular chest against her back. 

"Now lean your head back and relax," Andy whispered. 

Leaning back Carol felt Andy's fingers against her temples as he began to lightly massage them. 

"Mmmmmm, that feels good." 

"Shhhhh, just close your eyes," Andy whispered as he moved his hand to gently stroke her hair before moving down to caress her ear and neck. Soon he felt the subtle changes as her muscles began to loosen under his touch. Slowly he moved his hands to her shoulders and gently kneaded them, rolling the muscles between his thumb and fingers. Stretching as far as he could he ran his hands down her arms and then gently scratched them as he moved back to her shoulders. A content purr escaped Carol's lips as she relaxed further and settled against Andy's chest. Andy continued moving his hands across Carol's skin using long slow strokes mixed with gentle pressing and squeezing until her muscles seemed like putty. Only then did he lean forward and whisper, "Honey, I need you roll over on your stomach so I can do your back." 

Carol seemed to answer from far away, "Wha...? Oh, this feels so good. Please don't stop." 

"I'm not stopping. I just need to roll you over so I can move and get at your back." 

Carol slid forward with Andy's help so he could slip free and then he helped her onto her stomach with her arms above her head. Repositioning himself, Andy straddled her buttocks, his limp cock lying in the crack between her butt checks. 

The sun shining through the window accentuated the tan-lines on her body as Andy began to lightly caress and massage her back. Starting at her shoulders he again kneaded them until they were loose before moving down to her upper back. Gently he slid his hands up and down along the full length of her back and then started to slowly massage and knead her tension knots out of her spine until he found a tight spot and then he pressed and squeezed it until it had loosened. 

Moving lower, Andy's now-hardening cock slid down the crack of Carol's ass and settled between her slightly spread legs. Immediately he felt the warmth and the slick coating of her juices that were covering her inner thighs but he ignored the sensations and massaged her lower back relieving the pain that she felt there from her stained muscles. 

Carol thought how wonderful it felt and how wonderful her new husband was as she lay there in a dream-like state. 




My Step-Mom's a Nude Model Ch. 06



Andy never stopped once he had taken care of a tight spot so his hands seemed to be continuously moving, light as a feather in some areas yet strong and penetrating in others. Reaching her ass, Andy pressed and rolled them under his hand as if he was kneading pastry dough and watching as Carol spread her legs wider to allow him to rub the back of her legs and her inner thighs. All her tension was melting away with each stroke of his strong firm yet gentle hands. The fragrance of her pussy sent a surge of hormones through Andy and his cock began to harden even more as he moved. 

Carol knew what was happening. She felt the tingle starting deep inside of her pussy and was amazed that something as innocent as a massage could feel so sensuous and thrilling at the same time. She could already feel the heat building inside of her and her juices flowing between her lower lips to coat her inner thighs. 

Doing his best to ignore his growing erection, Andy moved down further but found that Carol still had on her stockings from the night before. "Should I take them off?" he asked. 

"No, leave them on. They feel so sexy and that's exactly how I'm feeling right now." 

Smiling at Carol's answer, Andy slowly slid his hands down Carol's thighs and calves; massaging and stroking as he did. Arriving at her feet, Andy gave an inner smile at what was about to happen to Carol because she had no idea. Andy pressed his fingers tightly into the pressure points at the bottom of her foot. It ached and burned but then felt wonderful afterwards. Then he shifted so he could hold onto her right foot as he began to massage and press the inner side just in front of the Achilles' tendon. According to the reflexology books he had been reading this spot was supposed to stimulate the nerves of Carol's uterus, and so he continued to massage it and wait to see what happened. 

Carol's response was almost instantaneous as she took in a deep breath of air followed by a long, slow sigh. She had no idea why her body was responding to Andy's touch this way, all she knew is that she didn't want it to stop. 

Andy continued the massage while acting as if he knew nothing about what was happening to Carol. This time, his palm was stretched wide and his strokes were long, starting at the bottom of Carol's legs and moving upwards over her thighs and up to her butt, before moving back down the side of her hamstrings to her ankles and feet before starting again in a long, slow circle. 

Carol felt his hands massaging her butt; his fingers tracing around the crack of her ass pushing deep into her muscles. This was much more sensual now. On the return massage stroke his fingers slid down the back of her inner thighs, repeating this cycle over and over. Each time his hands landed on her butt, turned inwards and slid down ever so close to her pussy but never touching it. She felt as if her breath was being taken away. He was teasing her into a total frenzy as she felt her pussy juices running down her inner thighs. She felt her muscles relax as her desire soared. All she wanted... needed... craved at the moment was for his fingers to move closer to the center of her desire and relieve the yearning within her body. Without realizing it she opened her legs wider as his hand moved down and for the briefest of moments she was sure one finger on each hand had touched her outer lips. Her skin was extra sensitive to his touch, with every cell racing. She actually had goose bumps as her body responded to his touch and every nerve tingled when he moved over them. 

Andy continued massaging for a few moments before speaking. "Sweetheart, I need you to roll over so you're on your back. Ok?" 

Carol heard what Andy was asking but was barely able to comply because she was so relaxed and so turned-on at the same time. Eventually, she rolled over and suddenly felt a new sensation as the warmth of the sun seemed to settle on the juices that not only coated her inner thighs but the front of her thighs as well. 

Andy's eyes were drawn to the sight of Carol's aroused pussy and his cock hardened to its full length when the heady aroma of her arousal filled his nostrils. For the briefest moment he thought of stopping the massage and sliding his cock deep inside of her but held back knowing that what was ahead was far better. 

Reaching down, Andy took Carol's left foot this time and began to massage the outer side in front of and below the Achilles' tendon. 

Carol's response was even more obvious as she spread her legs wide and groaned. Little did she realize that the lust burning deep inside of her was being cause by Andy as he stimulated the nerves that are believed to go directly to her ovaries. All she knew was that she couldn't seem to control herself as she began to move and rotate her hips. "Oh my god. What are you doing to me? I feel so turned-on. My pussy is dripping so much I'm afraid I'm going to flood this cabin," she sighed as she nibbled at her lower lip and tried to maintain some control. 

Gently, Andy spread Carol's legs wider and began to kiss her inner legs as he moved upwards towards the origin of the aroma that now filled the room. Seeing the ankle bracelet that Carol had told him about the night before, Andy looked at it and was mildly surprised and confused as he read, "Only Andy's. M/S" along with the date of their wedding until her heard Carol. 

"Read the inside." 

Flipping the bracelet over Andy read the inner inscription, "Fuck me now. Fuck me later. Just never stop fucking me." Looking up he saw the glimmer in her eyes that told him there was more to the inscription then was what could be seen. 

"Do you know what the M/S stands for?" 

Shaking his head, Andy continued to look at Carol as she smiled mischievously. "It stands for Mommy/Slut because that's exactly what I am and always want to be. It will always be our secret that I was your step-mother before we were married and that I want to be your personal slut for the rest on my life." Excitement filled her voice as she continued, "I'm yours until 'Death Us Do Part'. That means anytime and anyplace you want me I'll be there for you. I want to fulfill every fantasy you've ever had about me or any other woman that has been in your life." 

Andy had heard Carol make similar comments before but this time he knew that she meant it with all of her heart... a heart that she had freely given when she said 'I Do.' "And what would you do if I told you that you're about to fulfill one of those fantasies right now?" 

"And how am I going to that?" 

"By just lying there, I'll take care of everything else." Andy replied as he began to massage her inner ankle again. He could see Carol trying to maintain control of her body as it responded to his touch. Then he leaned down and kissed the same spot and Carol's body quivered and shook with excitement. 

"Ohhhh, that feels soooo good. My whole body is tingling. What are you doing to me?" Carol moaned as she grabbed at the bed sheets. 

"Nothing, sweetheart," Andy said teasingly as he began to slowly move up her inner leg and thigh. 

Carol's body responded instinctively as she spread her legs even wider and stretched her arms towards Andy. "Come up here and stick your cock inside of my pussy. Fill me with it. AAaaaaghhhhhh, god I can't believe how horny you've gotten me. I need your cock deep inside of me... fucking me... filling me." 

Ignoring Carol's pleas, Andy moved up between her spread legs until he was kneeling between them. Leaning forward he felt his cock slide through her pussy hair and across her outer lips as he took a nipple between the thumb and forefinger of each hand. Then slowly, almost imperceptibly he began to pinch them, pulling them outwards before releasing them to snap back into position. He repeated the caress by rotating around her breast and massaging outwards from her nipples in different directions. 

Carol closed her eyes to take in the experience without thinking too much about it other than the flowing sensations of sexual excitement, which were unlike anything she'd ever felt before, leaving her body tingly and extremely aroused. The skin all over her chest went a bright red as if a rash were forming beneath his hands. After what felt like an eternity, Andy moved off her breasts and massaged her stomach. Carol pulled her legs upwards to wrap around his hips and open herself even wider to his touch and was rewarded by the feel of his thumbs gliding across the area between her thighs and outer pussy lips. He was so close but managed not to touch her pussy except where his cock still rested on her. She was throbbing and on fire and was wetter than she ever remembered being. Then from what seemed miles away she heard Andy. 

"Sweetheart, I am going to give you what they call a 'sacred yoni massage' now. I want you to just go with the flow. I want you to breathe in deep while tensing the muscles in your pussy. Then I want you to hold your breath and tense even stronger before you let out quick exhales as you gently rock your hips until every bit of breath is out of your lungs and body." Andy instructed as he demonstrated the way for Carol to breathe. 

After watching Carol breathe properly for a few moments, Andy finally touched her pussy, grasping the outer labia folds, ever so gently between his index finger and thumb as he very slowly he slid his fingers up and down the folds. The sensation felt incredible. 

Carol couldn't believe the level of sexual excitement she was experiencing as she felt her pussy getting even wetter and its muscles relaxing and opening as if pleading for his cock to slide in and fuck it. Andy continued to caress her outer folds on both sides before moving to her inner folds at a slow, teasing pace. Carol clenched her teeth as her heart raced and her breathing quickened. She was riding a wave of pleasure filled with tingly sensations all over. Her pussy was throbbing like a spring ready to jump and uncoil. 

A minute passed by as Andy massaged her, teased her, caressed her, and aroused her to new heights. Then, suddenly he placed a finger on her clit. Carol jumped as if a lightening bolt had struck her and let out scream, "aaaaAAAAAEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIII." She could no longer hold it back as she withered beneath his touch. She wanted more... much more. Her clit was a knotted end of a live high voltage wire as he circled her it with his finger applying just the right pressure. Carol was gasping for air as the afterglow of her orgasm continued to flow through her. She wanted Andy's cock in her, pounding her, fucking her hard again and again until she felt his cum surge from it, coating her vaginal walls. "Please, baby. Please fuck me. I don't think I can take any more of this. I need your cock. I need to feel it stretching me. I need to feel it pounding my pussy and filling me with your cum." 

Ignoring Carol's pleas once again, Andy lay on his stomach to lick and kiss his way down across Carol's stomach as he slid his hands under her legs to her ass cheeks and massaged them. "Now"... now was the time he thought as he lifted her. Carol's legs were draped over his shoulders, allowing him to clearly see the junction between them. Her outer lips were a deep pink and her pussy juices seemed to run like a small stream down to the crease of her ass before dripping to the bed. Inching forward, Andy stuck his tongue out and suddenly drove it into Carol's pussy. 

"aaaaaaAAAAAAEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIII!!" Carol screamed as the sudden intrusion of Andy's tongue triggered her second orgasm, one that seemed to go on and on as he continued to probe deep inside of her while his upper lip slid across her distended clit. 

"Ohhh, fuckkkkk... yes... yes... there... more... deeper... harder... lick it... eat my pussy... fuuuccccckkkkk... that feels soooo good... don't stop... lick me... rub my clit... yes... yes... again... again... going to cum again... soon... soon... now... now... nnnnnnnNNOOOOWWWWWWWWW," she screamed again as she thrashed her head from side-to-side and grabbed Andy's head pulling him tighter against her pulsing pussy as her juices seemed to rush from her. 

Andy's face was quickly covered with Carol's pussy juices and still he continued to force his tongue in and out of her. Then suddenly Carol collapsed in his arms, her breathing was ragged and Andy gently pulled away. Looking up between her breasts he saw the look of complete and total satisfaction that shown on Carol's face but he knew there was still more to come as he slid up her body. Gently slipping his arms under her shoulders he cradled her and lightly kissed her lips. "So, did you enjoy your massage?" Andy murmured teasingly. 

Carol slowly opened her eyes to look directly into his. "I've never experienced anything like this before. I came so had I felt like every nerve in my body was screaming in delight." 

"I'm glad you liked it but there is still one more part of my fantasy to fulfill." 

Suddenly, Carol felt Andy's cock sliding across the opening of her pussy. Wrapping her arms around his neck she pulled him closer and gave him a long, slow, loving kiss. "I love the feel of your cock but after what you've just done to me I'm not sure how much more I can take." 

Shifting so the head of his cock was pressing against her enflamed pussy, Andy replied. "Oh, I'm sure you can take this," as he slowly slid his cock inside of her. Carol's pussy was slick with her juices and yet it felt tight and smooth like a satin glove as he continued to slide into her until the head was nestled against her cervix and his groin was pressing against her clit. 

Instinctively, Carol wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her ankles behind him. Yet Andy didn't start to thrust in and out of her but continued to stay as he was. Then almost imperceptibly she felt him move, not in and out but grinding and pressing against her in a circle. At the same moment she felt his cock grow and expand stretching her pussy walls. "Mmmmmm, I like that. I can feel every inch of you inside of me. It feels so... exciting... and yet... relaxing." 

Andy smiled as he moved down to her neck to lightly kiss it and nibble on it. "It's a form of what's called 'Tantric Sex'. The object is to take as much time as you can to bond with each other and learn about each other. There is no mad thrashing and thrusting like 'normal' sex. Instead it's all about pleasuring each other." 

"Mmmmmmmmmm, it feels fantastic. I can feel every inch of your cock in me rubbing against me pussy walls and every once in a while it feels like your cock is growing and spreading me even wider." 

"You mean like this?" Andy quipped as he tightened the muscles of his ass and caused his cock to harden and seem to grow. 

"Yesssss... just like that! Ohhhhh god, I love the feel of your cock in me." 

Andy smiled as he continued to press against Carol's clit and more in small circles. 

"Ohhhhh, tell me what I can do darling. Tell me what I can do to bring you this much pleasure too." 

Andy leaned down so his chest was touching Carol's distended nipples as he whispered. "Use your legs to pull us as close as you can and then grind your hips against me while you tighten your pussy muscles. That's it," Andy continued as he fought to maintain control of himself. "Now use your pussy muscles to milk my cock and try to pull it deeper into you. Fuuccccccckkkk, that feels good... just keep doing that... use your muscles to milk the cum from me. I can feel your juices coating my cock and dripping down my balls. I don't know how much longer I can hold back." 

Sighing Carol answered, "Then don't... fuck me... let me feel your cock firing every strand of your cum inside of me and painting my pussy walls. I've never wanted to cum so much in my life." Suddenly Carol's body tensed as she tightened her legs pulling Andy in deeper. "Oh my god... oh my god... of my god...," she chanted as she felt Andy's cock rub against her G-spot. "Fuck me... fuck me... fill me... please... fill me with your cum... oh god... oh god... yessssssss... nooowwww... ccccccUUUUMMMMIINNGGGGGGG..." Carol screamed as she tossed her head from side-to-side and raked Andy's back with her fingernails while she ground her clit against the root of his cock. 

Carol's orgasm triggered Andy's and his cum boiled from his balls to jettison from the tip and paint the inside of Carol's pussy just as she asked. Strand after strand sprayed from him until there was nothing left and yet Carol's pussy muscles still milked his cock seeking every drop. Andy leaned down and kissed Carol passionately as his chest pressed down on hers causing milk to leak from her nipples and spread between them. 

Seconds seemed to stretch on for minutes and minutes into hours as they spiraled into a mutual orgasm that left them both oblivious to everything except each other. Finally, Andy lifted his weight from Carol and looked into the eyes of the woman who had first been his step-mother, then his lover, and was now his wife. "I love you," he whispered as he rolled them onto their sides while keeping his cock buried inside of her. 

"I love you too, darling," Carol replied as they gently fell asleep wrapped in each others arms. 

Later that morning, Andy got up and was sitting on the covered, wrap-around porch looking at the sun shining on the valley below when Carol came up behind him and wrapped her arms around him before gently kissing him on the neck. 

"Good morning, husband," she whispered into his ear. 

"Good morning, wife," Andy replied as he laid his head against her arm. 

"Mmmmmm, I like the sound of that. 'Wife' and not just anybody's wife but your wife," Carol sighed as she moved around in front of Andy and hopped up on the porch railing before asking, "So what are our plans for the day?" 

"I really hadn't thought about it but whatever it is I'm not sure you're dressed for it," he replied. 

Carol sat there dressed in one of Andy's flannel shirts and a pair of high-heels. "So you don't like the way I'm dressed," she said her lips formed a playful pout. 

"I didn't say that. I think you look fantastic dressed like that. It may sound weird but the idea that you're wearing my shirt is getting me horny as hell." 

"Well in that case maybe I should take it off," she smiled seductively as she slowly unbuttoned the shirt and dropped it on the porch floor. "Is this any better?" 

"Aaaauuuggghhhhh, god woman you're going to drive me absolutely crazy." Andy groaned as he reached for her. 

Carol smoothly slid from the porch rail and stayed out of Andy's reach as she moved around behind him and headed back into the cabin. "You just stay right there. I just got an idea on what we can do for the day." 

When Carol returned she was, once again, dressed in her Wedding Dress and was carrying Andy's camera. "I feel so marvelous after yesterday and last night. What do you say about taking some pictures of me around the cabin and then we can take some sexy ones for the magazine editors?" 

Taking the camera, Andy quickly took a close-up picture of Carol's face and replied. "Okay, now what?" 

Carol moved between the door to the cabin and leaned against the frame as she pulled up her gown to reveal her left leg before turning to look back at Andy over her left shoulder, "How about this?" 

CLICK 

With practiced skill she raised and bent her leg so that her high heel was now against the frame behind her, "... or this?" 

CLICK 

"... or maybe this is better?" she smiled seductively as she pulled the front of the dress up higher and higher as Andy continued taking pictures until the front of her dress was pulled to her waist, and then with a surprised look on her face she turned to look directly at Andy and reveal her stocking and heels and that she still wasn't wearing any panties. 




My Step-Mom's a Nude Model Ch. 06



CLICK, CLICK 

Quickly she moved the pearl strand that hung from her waist belt and hung it between her legs, lightly brushing against her pussy lips as they began to swell and darken as she became more aroused. 

CLICK, CLICK 

Turning her back to him, she unbuttoned the lower part of her gown and let it slowly slide down over her hips to puddle to the ground as she looked back over her shoulder and gave a pouty kiss. 

CLICK 

Stepping out of her dress, she turned back towards Andy and slowly, button-by-button undid the faux pearls that held the bra cups in place until she let them drop, one at a time, to the floor on top of her dress. Seductively she cupped them and pulled on the nipples causing them to enlarge and darken before squeezing them and sending a spray of mother's milk cascading across the porch. Bending down Carol picked up her Wedding Dress and threw it over the chair that Andy had been using earlier and sat on it, spreading her legs to reveal the moisture that was coating her thighs and pussy lips as she cupped her tits and pulled her distended nipples to her lips before squeezing and spraying streams of mother's-milk into her mouth. Softly a moan escaped her lips as her arousal began to take over and her body responded to its natural needs as Andy continued taking pictures. 

CLICK, CLICK, CLICK, CLICK... The sound of Andy's camera could be heard continuously as Carol posed and teased herself and Andy to the point-of-no-return and then slowed down or found a new location to take more pictures. After what seemed an eternity Carol moved back to the porch and hopped up on the railing, spreading her legs, "Fuck me. Give me that hard cock of yours. Push it inside of me and fill me with it. Stretch my pussy and fill me with your cum," she moaned. 

Andy quickly set his camera on a table and dropped his pants to the floor before stepping between Carol's legs. His cock stuck straight out in front of him and barely needed any assistance to find Carol's waiting pussy. Andy knew he was already close to cumming so he moved slowly as he began to press the tip of his cock inside of her but Carol had other plans as she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist and pulled him into her in one swift motion. 

"Ohhhhhhhhh god, that feels so good. I love you and I love the feel of your cock buried inside of me. I never want this to stop. I wish we could stay here forever and raise our kids here and make love as often as we want... wherever we want," Carol murmured as she began to grind herself against Andy. 

Andy tried to respond but before he could he felt the rush of his cum as it rocketed out of his cock splashing against the walls of Carol's pussy triggering her own orgasm. 

Carol's body shook and trembled as Andy held her ass pulling her tightly against him. Her fingernail left long red streaks down his back as she clawed at him trying to pull him in deeper as she bit his shoulder to avoid screaming. 

Andy felt as if he'd never stop cumming as strand after strand of his cum sprayed inside Carol. Five, ten, twelve times he felt it surge from him until it mingled with her juices and began to run from her and down his legs. Yet he still held on to Carol trying to keep his cock deep inside of her as well as keep himself standing until Carol's orgasm subsided. When Carol finally stopped shaking Andy carefully lifted her from the porch rail and sat her down on her Wedding Dress while she kept her legs wrapped around him to keep his cock inside of her. 

"I love you," she sighed. 

"I love you too," he replied as he leaned down to kiss her again. 

The rest of the day was spent walking hand-in-hand or simply sitting on the porch, cuddling, on the swing that hung from the rafters. 

The following morning, Carol and Andy packed their belongings and were heading home when Carol saw a "FOR SALE" sign at the bottom of the driveway with a large "SOLD" sign nailed over the top of it. 

"SHIT!" Carol yelled. 

"What?" Andy replied. 

"Did you know this place was FOR SALE? DAMN IT!! It would have been a perfect place for us and little John. " 

"Yes and Yes," was all Andy replied as he reached for a packet of papers in the glove compartment in front of Carol. "Here," was all he said as he handed them to her. 

Inside were the deed and a PAID IN FULL receipt for the cabin as well as forty acres surrounding it. 

Speechless, Carol sat next to him as he began to drive them back to their old home for one of the very last times. 

Finally regaining her voice Carol asked, "When, What?" 

Andy smiled as he replied, "I found that cabin months ago. I realized that we'd never be able to stay in the old house once we got married because the people in the neighborhood would know about you and my dad so I figured it would be best to find a place for us to start new. When I saw this place I immediately knew it was 'the perfect place' so I bought it. 

Carol leaned over and kissed him on the cheek as she whispered in his ear. "You're right. It is 'the perfect place'." 

Before they got home they had made plans for moving, changes they might want to have done after they moved in and what they dreamed their life together would be like after they moved. 

Later they would remember that day as one of the most eventful in their lives. They got the home of their dreams, the love-making though short in itself was one of the most passionate and loving times together because of all the foreplay while taking Carol's pictures and, though they wouldn't know it for several more months, Carol was pregnant... this time with Andy's child. 

Over the next several years, Carol had two more children, a boy and a girl, and she continued to do nude modeling with Andy as her photographer. Then on their twentieth anniversary Andy gave her a special gift as he whispered that it was 'private' for just the two of them later. Once the party was over and everyone was gone Carol opened the gift and found a photo album with the very best and most erotic pictures that Andy had ever taken of her... and on the front the title was embossed in gold lettering; My Step-Mother's a Nude Model.