15 comments/ 87131 views/ 26 favorites The New Stepdad Ch. 01 By: sghoul Welcome to my new storyline. Again I take a different road in my topics. This is inspired by a couple of sources, namely Cuckolding and Domination. Especially the works of Kandor. Feedback is welcome and wanted. Enjoy! * I met Steve during my senior year of college. Tall, tanned, rugged good looks, and in great shape. A total hunk. I was attracted to him immediately. And, after a few dates I found out that he wasn't too bad in the sack either. As the year wore on, we became more serious and I eventually met his father. His father had Steve's rugged good looks and toned body, so I assumed that was where he got his genes from. Then I met his mother. Now, his mom and dad are divorced. Steve would never tell me why, and it was obvious that he wasn't happy with his mother for the whole thing. Honestly, I couldn't figure it out, as his dad seemed like a great catch. Sure he was just as arrogant as Steve, but they had a right to be. I didn't meet Steve's mom, Janice, until graduation. After the ceremony, an amazing looking woman came over to greet Steve. And Steve begrudgingly introduced her as his mother, Janice. Janice was easily over six feet tall (a couple of those inches were her heels), with long flowing wavy golden blond hair cascading down her back. The parts of her skin I could see, which was quite a bit in her short shirt and top that barely covered her mountainous chest, was flawless bronze. Her smile was alluring, her smooth features were as though they were chiseled by a master sculptor. She dripped with sexual femininity. But I also noticed that Steve could have easily gotten his athleticism from this woman as well as his father. With the exception of her enormous breasts, there didn't appear to be an inch of fat on this woman. Every muscle looked to be as hard as rock. Rock wrapped in soft bronze skin. But she wasn't like those hardcore body builders, with veiny arms, and sharp jaws. Sure she looked to have thighs that could crack walnuts, arms that could out bench-press her son, and even an ass that not only you could bounce a quarter off of, but probably bounce a bullet. But her lines still looked soft and inviting. It was as though someone took a voluptuous playboy bunny girl next door and blended her with miss universe. She exuded both power and softness. Now, I'm no prude. I had experimented with some of my sorority sisters. And this woman definitely made me dampen my panties. The odd thing was the young man with her. He looked to be about my age. He was cute and in decent shape, but nothing that made him stand out. After introducing me to his mother, Steve introduced this guy as his Step-dad. This guy!? Like I said, he was cute, but Janice left her strapping husband for an average guy? The only thing I could think of was money. That would prove to be wrong. Later, Steve would explain to me that his step-dad had in fact been in high school with him. One of the school geeks, whom Steve had picked on for years. Their senior year, Steve had invited Brad to a party as a joke. Apparently Brad and Steve's mother Janice hit it off, somehow. After high school, Janice divorced his father and whenever Steve visited home, Brad would be there. And a few months ago, Janice and Brad had gotten married in Vegas. Steve's gorgeous 40 something mother had married a 22 year old ex-band geek? And it wasn't the money, since his mother was an incredibly successful trial lawyer, and Brad was some middle classed guy who had just finished college. I couldn't make it work in my head. Little did I know that I would find out soon enough. Like I said, Janice was a very successful woman. Her ex-husband however was apparently one of those men that never got past college. He was still stuck in his football glory days, and had never really built a career. Especially since he had been married to a woman that was making six figures. Apparently he currently sold vinyl siding, and not very well at that. That left him living in a one bedroom apartment. Not exactly a place that Steve could crash until he got moving on his own career. So, despite his disdain for his mother, he wasn't going to pass up living easy in a 6 bedroom home with a pool and hot tub. Steve did however beg me to come with him. He didn't want to be alone with the two of them. I wasn't all that excited to go back home either, so I agreed. Steve's mother's house was a humongous two story affair, with immaculate landscaping. Janice greeted us at the door, with Brad in tow. Steve gave them the cold shoulder and simply walked past. I felt like I should follow his lead, but Janice was just so inviting. She swept me up into a big hug. It was like an iron vice, yet comforting and warm. I couldn't have gotten out of it if I had wanted. At the same time, I in no way wanted to. Brad was also pleasant. He had this simple air about him. Like that nice guy in class who would always be willing to help you with a math problem. "Welcome, Sylvia. Stevie has such yummy taste in women!" I blushed. A small part of my brain felt like that was an odd thing for the mother of my boyfriend to say. But her smooth cheerful voice erased any issues I might have had. "Thank you Mrs. Marsh, you have a wonderful home." "It's Anderson now, dear. But please, call me Janice. We're all adults here." I chatted with Janice and Brad for a few minutes before rejoining Steve. He was already in a mood when I arrived, and it worsened when he saw me smiling. I realized that the correct response was for me to be as disgusted as he was about things. But I couldn't. In their own ways, both Janice and Brad were engaging. Honestly I could see why she liked Brad. He was clever and sweet and just in the few minutes I was with them he also seemed very affectionate towards Janice. A woman of Janice's power and strength probably valued those sweet qualities more than some jock, whom she was probably stronger and tougher than. I spent a few hours with Steve giving me the cold shoulder, before I got fed up and went downstairs. In the den, in front of an enormous TV, Brad sat playing a video game. I expected him to ignore me, knowing full well how focused Steve was when he played. Brad surprised me, by pausing the game and addressing me. "Hey Sylvia, what brings you down to the Brad-cave?" "Just bored." For some reason, I felt shy. His tone was sweet, but his eyes were intense behind his glasses. Not in a scary way. Or creepy either. "Where's your Mo- I mean wife?" What a slip up! My race turned red. I had basically just called his wife, his mother. But he just chuckled, but didn't address my mistake. "She had some things to do at work. She has some big case for the next few days. We won't see much of her." I smiled at him. Most of the guys I was used to would have rubbed a mistake like that in my face. "Hey, wanna play some games? I have some that aren't so blood-and-gutsy." I picked out a game, and we spent the night playing. We had a lot of fun, and I had almost forgotten that Steve was even in the same building. I was reminded of this when he came down looking for me, and barked at me to get upstairs. I followed him, saying goodnight to Brad, and went back to Steve's room for angry sex. As usual, it was a 5-10 minute affair, with him plunging into me, cumming, and rolling off. He was asleep a short time after that, and I wasn't tired, so I decided to sneak back down and join Brad. After about thirty minutes, Janice came home. At first, for some reason, I felt like I should hide the fact that I was with Brad. I wasn't sure why I felt that way, since all we were doing was sitting together and playing games. Janice came in dressed in a power suit, though most of the power was from her and not the suit. "Hi guys!" She said cheerfully. She came over and bent down in front of Brad "Hello, lover." And gave him a long rough tongue kiss. I felt like I should give them privacy, but at the same time I couldn't take my eyes off of them. It was a very hot kiss. I had expected that she would do most of the work, and Brad would just kind of take it, but I was shocked to see that in short order, Brad was the one leading the kiss. Janice pulled away with a big grin, and then moved over to me. "Hello to you too sweetie!" And then she kissed me! It was only a quick peck, but it was on the lips. "I'll change and then come and watch you two play." She said, as a felt a burning blush spread through my body. Brad chuckled at me and went back to playing. Janice came back down and managed to shock me yet again. She was wearing a tiny t-shirt that barely contained her magnificent breasts. It was so small, and stretched across her massive mounds and muscled back that it ended just below her breasts, leaving her washboard abs in plain view. Below that, she wore a pair of skimpy bikini thong panties. I stared in awe. She was so casual about it, and Brad didn't even look away from the screen. How could he not be distracted by this Goddess? It took me quite a few times of dying in the game, to be pulled back to it. And even then I kept looking over. Janice curled up next to Brad and cuddled against him, while watching us play. Whenever Brad was waiting to re-spawn, he would play with her hair or caress her or bend down and kiss her on the head. It was all very sweet, and made me jealous that my own boyfriend was passed out upstairs. And even if he wasn't, he had never been that attentive to me. I know I was nowhere in the same league as Janice, but I was pretty hot in my own right. Certainly I deserved some attention. I was knocked out of my thoughts when I noticed new movement out of the corner of my eye. Up until now Janice seemed content to just snuggle and receive Brad's random affections in between deaths. Now I saw her hand ease over his leg and around to the inside of his thigh. She caressed his baggy shorts for a bit, and then I noticed further movement. Something was causing the shorts to not be so baggy as it snaked down his leg. My God! It was his dick! And for it to be filling those loose shorts and based on how long it was, it was massive! She continued to do this for several minutes, and aside from being a bit easier to kill in the game, Brad didn't seem to respond. Her caressing became more vigorous, and she actually began grabbing him through his shorts and running up and down the length, which was a long trip, let me tell you. Eventually she moved her hand inside his shorts and began to stroke him directly. Every now and then her hand would slide up in such a way that it pushed up his shorts enough that I caught a glimpse of the head of Brad's dick. My GOD! It was the size of a small fist! It occurred to me why Janice was so into Brad. Suddenly he wasn't this nice sweet guy. He was a man. The aura around him changed. He exuded masculinity. The scene was beginning to become to much for me. I felt my pussy dampen and tingle. Suddenly Janice stood. "Sorry dear, I think me and my husband need to retire. I need a proper tucking in before bed." She said as she pulled Brad up. Shortly after they left, and went and joined Steve, but I couldn't sleep. I could hear Janice's moans and cries of passion, and the tingling that had started earlier got worse. A waited for a bit, thinking they would finish and I could calm down, but after about fifteen minutes, it didn't sound like they were slowing down. I couldn't take it, so I started rubbing my soaked slit. I came a half dozen times before I heard Janice scream for Brad to cover her with cum. Had he really lasted all this time? That seemed to end it, and I was able to drift off to sleep. I work early the next morning with Steve still snoring loudly next to me. I am an early riser by nature, so I got up to seek out my morning coffee. I was greeted in the kitchen by Janice. She was wearing yet another immaculate suit. I could see why she was such a successful lawyer. She was both intimidating and alluring. "Good Morning Sylvia!" She said cheerily. Obviously she too was a morning person. "Coffee?" "Yes, please." She poured me a cup. "Sorry I had to drag Brad away from you." She grinned at me. "Did he tuck you in OK?" "Oh, he is VERY good at that. He spent over an hour tucking me in." I blushed, even though I knew full well how long it took. "Mrs. Anderson-" I started, but she cut me off. "Janice sweetie." "Sorry, Janice, um...can I ask you a personal question?" "Of course dear. You'll find that I am a very open person. But you had better be prepared for an honest answer." "Um...how did you and Brad...uh..." "Get together? Common question. I'm not sure what Stevie has told you. Brad and Stevie's senior year, Stevie had a party. Apparently he invited Brad as a joke. During the party, Stevie pushed poor Brad into the pool, fully clothed. I saw it happen and took Brad inside and offered to throw his clothes in the dryer. While we waited we started talking and I found him to be intelligent and funny and sweet." "Now, before you think anything, I had already started divorce procedures with my ex. So, despite what Stevie wants to think, Brad didn't cause that. And it wasn't like love at first sight with Brad either. He was just a cute kid whom I began enjoying the company of more and more. And that grew on me. I had spent years with a man who may have looked like a stud, but didn't know the meaning of romance, and thought five minutes of banging away on top of me was 'amazing sex'. I'm sure you can sympathize, dear." A few days ago I wouldn't have been able to, But seeing (and hearing) the two of them was really shining a light on Steve's faults. "And then I met this young guy with whom I could have intelligent conversations, who treated me respectfully, and made me laugh. And of course later I found out he could give me multiple orgasms and is hung like a bull." She grinned at me as I gasped. Silence filled the room as she stared at me. Her eyes went from a cheerful look to a powerful gaze. I felt exposed and powerless. Eventually she moved closer to me, slowly. Her tall muscular body moved as though she were some jungle cat about to pounce on its prey. She loomed over me, and one arm moved around me and pulled me against her. She moved her head to mine and kissed me. Not the peck on the lips from the night before, but a full on kiss. Her tongue snaked into my mouth and my own responded in kind. Like the rest of her, her tongue was powerful, yet soft and sensual. I practically went limp in her arms as she took my breath away. She pulled back and whispered in my ear. "I have to go to work, sweetie. There is a DVD on the rack labeled 'Divorce'. I think you should watch it. You might like it." Then she kissed me again and left. I stood there for several minutes, stunned. My mind was reeling. That one short kiss was better than any I had before it. Steve certainly hadn't gotten his kissing genes from his mother. My mind wandered to the thought of the DVD she mentioned. I wanted to watch it right away, but Steve came down. He gave a lame morning breath filled kiss and told me he wanted some eggs. I begrudgingly made them and then told him I was heading out to the pool to tan. I was outside for about an hour when I heard a commotion from inside. Steve was yelling about something. I ran in to see what was up. Inside, Steve was standing, anger emanating from his form, across from Brad. "You screwed up my family!" Steve shouted. "Dude, your mom was working on the divorce before she met me." Brad shot back calmly. "I'm sure that's what that slut told you! But why would she leave my dad for no reason?" Apparently the 'slut' comment upset Brad, because his calm demeanor changed. "She had a reason: He's a loser!" Steve punched Brad in the face, connecting with his eye, and knocking him down. I rushed over and jumped between them. "Steve! What the hell are you doing!" "Putting that bastard in his place! Now get out of my way Sylvia!" He said, throwing me aside. Brad was back up by now. Steve threw another punch, but Brad dodged and grabbed Steve's arm and pulled it behind him and pushed Steve to the floor. "The first one was free." Brad growled. "You think just because I was on the chess club that I don't know how to fight?" He said as he held Steve to the floor. "One, my wife is not a slut. Two, she left your limp dicked father because he is a waste of space and couldn't please her in bed. And three don't take your anger out on me or your mom just because you are jealous that she is finally happy and that the geek you knew in high school is now screwing a totally hot woman on a daily basis." He gave a last twist on Steve's arm and then got up and left the room. Steve got up slowly, rubbing his arm and mumbling something offensive, but making sure not to say it loud enough for Brad to hear. I was disgusted. Brad and Janice both had been nothing but police, and my less-and-less wonderful by the minute boyfriend was acting like a Cro-Magnon. Frustrated, I left him alone to his thoughts, and remembered the DVD. I went into the den, where Brad was already watching TV with a sour look. He didn't address me, or even look my way. But I didn't hold it against him. He was sitting there with his eye slowly swelling. I wondered what Janice would do when she saw it. I dug though the DVDs and found a homemade one labeled 'Divorce' just like Janice had said. I looked at it, and Brad spoke up. "Did Janice tell you to watch that?" He asked. "Yeah. What's on it?" "I probably shouldn't say, if Janice thinks you should watch it. Why don't you use our room so you can have some privacy." He had a smirk on his face. My curiosity for the DVD grew. I went upstairs and entered their room, locking the door behind me and put the DVD in the player. I propped myself on the bed, realizing that last night Janice and Brad had been fucking right where I was laying. The DVD started and the screen filled with Janice's beautiful face. "Welcome to my Divorce video." She said with a big smile. "Gus should have received the finalized divorce papers a few minutes ago, so I expect him down here any minute. I know my ex pretty well, so I have an expectation of what is about to happen and I wanted to record it for posterity." She stepped back from the camera, revealing that she was wearing a tiny sun dress that barely contained her awesome frame. She sat down and waited. A minute later, the door slammed open and Steve's dad, Gus steps in, looking every bit as angry as Steve had earlier. "You bitch, I can't believe you finalized this!" He shouted, waving a stack of papers. "We coulda worked it out!" She stood casually and moved next to him. Steve and Gus are both about five eleven. In heels, like she was in the video, I would guess that Janice is six foot five. She looked down at him. "Gus, we couldn't work it out. Even if you somehow magically became a romantic motivated successful man, you would still be lacking in a very important area. Because you could never in your wildest dreams be on par with the man I have been fucking for the last few months." "You've been cheating on me?!" He shouted in her face. "You WHORE!" Janice's smile instantly went away and her powerful arm shot out and connected her fist with his abdomen. Not even his well muscled body could take that hit and he immediately doubled over, the wind gone from his lungs. Janice gracefully slid onto the couch and she methodically moved her legs around his neck and trapped him between her awesome thighs. For a brief second I though I caught a glimpse of her bare pussy under the tiny dress. The corded muscles there suddenly tightened and Gus screamed, as his arms fought in vain to pull her Amazonian legs apart. "Gus," she started, almost casually. As though there was not man between her legs struggling to breathe. "you don't get to disrespect me again. Ever." As his face turned red, she toyed with his hair almost absent mindedly. The New Stepdad Ch. 01 "I could pop you like a tick." She mused. "Brad, lover, you can come in." She cooed, and the closet door opened and Brad entered the frame, naked. Brad was in much better shape than I thought. He hid it under baggy clothes. Sure he wasn't in as good of shape as Steve and certainly not Janice, but still very nice. But I didn't focus on that for long. My eyes were instantly drawn to the enormous appendage dangling between his legs. Even soft it dwarfed any cock I had seen before. Especially Steve's. Gus' eyes bugged out even further. Brad walked over to the camera and grabbed it from his hiding place and the video went to Brad's POV. "Watch this honey." Janice said seductively to the new cameraman. She twisted her legs causing Gus to flip into his back painfully and then Janice pounced on him. She grabbed his head and put it back between her thighs. His view would have been a world of bronzed thighs and whatever Janice had hiding up her skirt. She used her arms to hold down Gus' legs as he struggled and Brad moved up behind Janice. With his free hand he casually flipped up the bottom of he little sundress. The camera zoomed, filling the screen with Janice's perfect tanned ass and her bald pussy. Brad feasted on the sight, reaching out and caressing the smooth firm flesh. On the bottom of the screen I saw his rising cock come into view. Erect it was even more intimidating than it was soft. Brad zoomed out a bit to show the whole scene. His massive erection was pointing right at Janice's moistening pussy. And right below that was the red and terrified face of Steve's dad. He had a front row seat to what was about to happen. Brad began rubbing Janice's pussy lips with his massive tool, lubing the head with her juices. "Ooooh, lover. Don't tease momma. She needs your big cock in her tight little pussy." She cooed as she wiggled her hips seductively. This movement caused Gus more pain, but she paid him no attention. "All right baby. Here it comes." Brad growled and pushed the head in. The invasion of such a humongous intruder caused some of Janice's juice to be forced out and drip onto Gus' face. As Brad worked more and more in, Janice began to moan. It took several minutes, but she was able to take the whole thing. I was sure that if she wasn't such a tall woman, she never could have fit it all inside. Part of me wondered how much I could fit. Then I realized that, without even thinking about it, I had moved my hand down my pants and was rubbing my damp pussy. Brad began to slowly slide in and out, building speed with each thrust. Each time he bottomed out Janice would moan or grunt. Then she began calling for him to speed up. "Ugh-Harder! Ugh! You know momma likes to feel your cock really slam into her!" He really began to hammer into her. The camera looked down to see Gus' face was really covered with Janice's secretions. She called back to when he sputtered on some of it. "You never made me juice like this, did you Tiny? Oh yeah, harder! Wait till I cum. I'm gonna drown you!" Brad was really giving it to her and the speakers were filled with the sound of slapping flesh. I could tell she was getting close. Actually, it seemed to me like she had been having small orgasms the whole time, and was building to a really big one. Her grunts and moans became louder and more animalistic. She shrieked and Brad actually pulled out, while she pulled her torso up so her pussy was aimed at Gus' face. Suddenly a clear liquid shot out as though from a hose. I knew from watching a video with some girlfriends about a porn star named Cytherea that she wasn't peeing, she was squirting. It gushed out in waves, drenching Gus. She spasmed and roared, causing her thighs to tighten and Gus went limp. Out cold from lack of oxygen. As she came down, Janice grabbed her sundress and literally ripped it in half and flung it across the room. She turned and grabbed her cameraman. "On the couch, NOW! I am going to fuck the living shit out of you!" She flung him onto the couch forcefully but not cruelly. The camera went wild for a second as Brad flew to a sitting position on the couch, before he focused back on Janice. She was standing above him, looking down. Her eyes were wild and filled with lust. And for the first time I saw her breasts, unfettered. Enormous and firm, each mountain capped with saucer sized areola and hugely erect nipples that were begging to be sucked, which Brad did. She didn't wait or ease herself down. Just immediately slammed herself fully on Brad's cock and began rapidly bouncing. It was almost inhuman how fast and forceful she was. With the camera near his face, I could hear Brad stifling grunts as her power-fucking groin slammed into him with enough force to drive air from his lungs. She was merciless, pushing her self through one earth shattering orgasm after another. With his free hand, Brad roughly groped and squeezed her tits and nipples. He pulled hard on her thick teats, which caused her to growl and somehow fuck even harder. He then reached around and began smacking her pistoning ass. Not taps either. Full on slaps. She just laughed. "Is my big dicked man trying to spank my ass? He knows he can't hurt momma. That ass is way too hard for his little hand." She mocked him. Then he surprised her. On a particularly long upstroke, he grabbed and lifted her higher while pulling his hips down, causing his cock to slip free. The movement was unexpected to Janice, so she was already putting pressure to slam back down. Brad had quickly placed his slimy cock head at the entrance to her ass. The force of he downward thrust caused the head and a few more inches to slide in and Janice screamed. "Oh you donkey dicked bastard!" She howled, her eyes scrunching shut. "Did Brad find a way to hurt moma's ass?" he chuckled. She looked down at him. Her pained look changed and the animal look of lust came back. "Baby! You always know how to fuck momma so good. Yes you hurt me. It hurts SOOOO good." She started riding him again. And soon she was at the same tempo as when his massive cock had been in her pussy. His free hand was now rubbing at her sizable clit. In no time her had her cumming, and gushing all over his hand groin and stomach. She let out a wail that rattled the windows. Her series of orgasms lasted several minutes. When she came down from that, Janice was noticeably drained. Her once powerful movements were sluggish. Brad had actually outlasted his Goddess! He flipped her tired body over and pulled his immense member from her ass. He slapped the huge piece of meat between her sweat covered breasts, and pushed her mountains around himself and began fucking her tits. Through tired eyes, she locked on him and muttered a string of things meant to push him over the edge. "Come on baby. Fuck my titties. Your big mother fucking cock owns these titties. Fuck them! And cum all over me. Cover me with your manly juice!" She kept saying things like this for several minutes before her words combined with her fabulous tit flesh brought him off. He let out a loud groan and then a long stream of spunk flew from his cock and hit the wall behind them. Janice immediately grabbed it and aimed it lower, firing the next few shots onto each breast coating them in his thick cream. The next few shots she pointed at her open mouth, her tongue out as a target. She swallowed several copious blasts before simply taking the head into her mouth and depositing the last blasts straight down her hungry throat. Once done, she finished cleaning his cock and then he slumped down next her. The camera fell, forgotten. I could hear them snuggling and giggling before Brad remembered it, and shut it off. I laid back, exhausted. Through the whole video I came several times, including big ones when both Janice and then Brad came. I could barely think straight. Why had Janice asked me to watch? And knowing what was on it, why had Brad not said anything? And most of all, why was I so turned on by all of it!? I wanted nothing more than to be trapped between the two of them, each having their way with me. I also knew that Steve would never be enough for me in the bedroom again. Please let me know if I should continue this storyline! The New Stepdad Ch. 02 We continue Janice and Brad's seduction of Sylvia. As usual, the sexual acts here are purposely over the top. Don't bother reading if that isn't your thing. And keep the feedback coming. It helps me decide which stories to keep working on. I appreciate all the kind words thus far! ** I was still exhausted from the ordeal of watching Janice's divorce video. My mind was reeling, but fatigue from my many orgasms began to set in. I headed back to Steve's room to take a nap. I'm not sure how long I slept before I woke to the sounds of Janice yelling downstairs. I rushed down to find her in her work attire, holding Steve up against the wall with one arm. Brad appeared to be trying to calm her down. "I let you into my house, and you hit my husband!?" Janice roared. "Honey, it was a mistake. Don't make a big deal out of it." Brad said in a soothing voice. I was quite surprised to see him standing up for Steve. His gentle hand on her arm caused her to ease her grip and Steve dropped to the floor. She took some deep breaths with her eyes closed as Brad gently caressed her back before quickly heading to her bedroom. I heard her mumble "Ungrateful little..." as she passed me. Brad gave me an apologetic look as he followed her. Steve tried to muster up some composure, but I could tell he was still shaken. Not only had he been out muscled, but it had been by a woman. And his mother no less. As for me, I was confused. A small part of me felt that Janice had been out of line in how she treated Steve. But that was a small part. A growing voice in my head was telling me that Steve deserved it...and much more. Steve called some old high school friends, and they came and picked him up. He didn't even offer to bring me along, stating that he needed to go out with 'the guys'. It only upset me in principal. I didn't actually want to be around him. I spent some time alone in my room as my head filled with thoughts. It was beginning to become clear that not only was Steve not that great of a catch, he could be downright abusive. He had never hit me, but had on many occasions verbally berated me, usually over nothing. I couldn't defend why I had put up with it either. But it occurred to me that Janice had done a similar thing for a lot longer than I. I was shaken from my thoughts when I heard someone in the kitchen. I eventually went down to see who and I found Brad cooking dinner. "Sorry about what happened earlier." He said when he noticed me. "Janice's tolerance for jerky man behavior went out the door when she got divorced." "Don't worry about it. I think he deserved it. I have to say though, you sure handled it well...both times." "Thanks. Trust me, it was hard not to just tell Janice to trounce him. I have a lot of bad memories from school because of him and his friends. But I just remind myself of what I have now. I mean, I have the most amazing woman a guy could ask for." "Well, I think Janice is pretty lucky too." I said, and quickly realized that I was using my flirting voice. "My my, are you flirting with my husband Sylvia?" Came Janice's voice from behind me. A twinge of fear ran through me. If Janice was the jealous type I would be in big trouble, because I realized that not only was I flirting with him, I wanted him. I had found him appealing before watching the video, now I found him downright alluring. I turned and there was Janice in a simple shorts and t-shirt, but filled out in like no other woman could. The broad grin on her face washed away any fears I had. She pulled me into a big hug. "I'm sorry you had to see that sweetie." "He needs to be knocked down a few pegs. You and Brad have been nothing but wonderful." "I'm glad you feel that way." She said as she pulled back. I noticed the same twinkle in her eye that she had had earlier this morning when she kissed me. "Speaking of wonderful, it looks like dinner is served." Brad was laying out the food and it was in fact wonderful. I had never asked before what Brad went to college for. Turned out to be culinary school. The man could cook. Despite our laid back attire the food itself was pretty fancy. Janice peppered me with conversation as we ate before we all moved to the den with a bottle of wine. Janice sat next to me, with Brad on her other side opposite me. He had been fairly quiet all this time. He seemed content to occasionally caress Janice while letting the ladies talk. Janice commented on how 'in shape' I was, causing me to talk about my lacrosse team. We talked about school and graduation and my hopes of becoming a graphic designer. She even asked where I had inherited my exotic look and long curly tresses, which prompted a discussion of my Gypsy ancestry (and several interesting tales my grandmother had told me). During this Brad excused himself saying that he wanted to let the ladies have time to themselves. He hugged Janice from behind, giving her a kiss on the check and left. Our conversation continued for a bit before Janice hit me with the question that had been hanging in my head all day. "So, Sweetie, how did you like the movie?" She asked. Her voice was low, almost like a purr. "I...I liked it." I stammered shyly. "Just liked it?" She replied, raising and eyebrow. "You know I prefer that people be blunt. Tell me what you really thought." "I thought it was very sexy." I said after a long pause. It was quite a release to admit that aloud. "Really?" She chuckled "I'm glad." "Yeah. You and Brad are amazing." My confidence grew with every word. "The way you two...um, you-" "Fuck, dear?" She finished for me. "Yes, fuck! The way you fuck, it's totally hot." "Did it turn you on?" Was she moving closer? "God yes." "Did you cum?" She was closer. Very much closer. "Y-yes." My shyness returned in full force as I realized the Janice was almost on top of me. "That makes me very happy, Sweetie. So, what I did to Gus didn't bother you?" "No. No it didn't. Somehow it felt justified. And it was a very big turn on, even if I don't know why you did it." "But you DO know. You've experienced it yourself. Someone who doesn't respect you. Gives you no attention. No romance. No love." As she said this she moved in very close, pushing me back a bit and leaning over me. Her mouth was on my ear. Her words blew her warm breath onto my ear and neck. "You know ALL about a man who isn't equipped mentally or physically to please you." Her lips brushed my earlobe and I shuddered. "Most of all, a man that You." she kissed my neck "Are." another kiss "Much." she dragged her tongue up my neck to my ear "Betteeeeer." she purred blowing a long stream of warm air across me, moving along my cheek "Than." and then she planted her warm moist lips to mine. I can't say why, but unlike the last time we kissed, I didn't just give in. I wrapped my hands behind her head and kissed her deeply. Her gentle caresses and kisses uncorked a huge bottle of pent up passion. I kissed her forcefully, hungrily, almost angrily. My hands roamed her body without worry of anything being off limits. Both of us were moaning and panting into each other mouths. My questing hand ran into an unrelenting nipple. I tugged on it and she groaned. She pulled back unexpectedly and I felt a momentary fear. She grabbed me; lifting me easily despite my not exactly being a petite girl. She stood and pressed me against the wall, high enough that my head was above hers as she began sucking and licking my neck. My feet dangled helplessly as I ran my fingers through her flowing golden mane. "I knew! I knew it was in you! I saw 'me' in your eyes the first time I met you!" She growled into my neck. And somehow I knew what she meant without actually knowing. She lifted me higher and used one hand to peel off my shirt exposing my firm breasts to her. A twinge of doubt passed through me. My breasts are quite large, but nothing compared to hers. Would she find them pleasing? I needn't have worried. She immediately began gobbling them up. Her long tongue snaking out and flicking my hard nipples. I wrapped my legs around her chest and threw my head back; giving in to her assault. "You have such wonderful breasts!" She said with her face buried in my cleavage. "They're nothing compared to yours." I responded, reaching down to heft one of her enormous globes. She lowered me until our faces were even and looked me in the eyes; the look of lust gone, replaced by an almost motherly gaze. "Size isn't everything Sweetie. I may be bigger, but you are still beautiful and sexy." I felt her hand squeeze my ass and then slide down, running along my leg. "You seem to prefer Brad's size." I teased. Her matronly look vanished as a wicked smile grew in its place. "And you will too, you little minx. But not until I have had my way with you!" And she kissed me hard before tossing me effortlessly onto the couch. She stood over me and slowly removed her clothes. Not quite a striptease, but still very sexy. As her top came off, her magnificent breasts swayed into view. My mouth watered in anticipation of sucking on them. Then she turned away, bent at the waist and slowly slid her shorts off. Bent over like this I had an amazing view of her muscular ass. I just had to touch it so I ran may hand over one of the smooth firm cheeks. She flexed for me, causing it to bounce under my hand. I was still amazed at how curvy and womanly Janice looked while containing such powerful muscles under it all. Turning back to me, Janice knelt and slowly rolled down my shorts. Despite the burning lust I could see in her eyes, she was meticulously slow. Once my pants and panties were discarded Janice took one leg and began kissing and licking it. Starting at my ankle and working ever so slowly towards my thigh. "Your legs are magnificent. Perfect for what we will be doing later." I wasn't sure what she had in mind, but her compliment both aroused me and made me blush. I knew my legs were one of my best features. Solidly curved calves and thick juicy thighs, many a man had begged to be between them. Yet none had made me feel like Janice was while she was there. She continued her slow journey up my leg, moving to my inner thigh. It was wonderfully agonizing waiting for her to reach her destination. Once she did I trembled in anticipation. I felt her steamy breath...and then she switched to my other thigh and began kissing her way slowly back down that leg. Once she reached the bottom, she sucked gently on my big toe for a minute before moving back up my leg. When she reached the top she again teased me, planting only a light kiss on my swollen lips before moving down the opposite leg. Again and again she repeated this; cruelly torturing me with only the briefest of touches on my dripping slit. A kiss, a lick, or a puff of breath. I couldn't take it. "Pleeeeease." I moaned after a very light slow lick along my pussy. So light I barely felt it. "Please what, my sweet?" She whispered. "M-my pussy. Please lick it." I begged. "Why didn't you say so?" She grinned at me evilly before planting her mouth firmly on my quivering lips. She brought her lips around my hard clit and I lost it. My hips pounded and juices gushed as I came. The she grabbed under my ass and fully lifted me into her face. I laced my fingers through her silky hair and pulled her in tightly. She never stopped. Licking and sucking on each of my inflamed lips, working her long tongue into my pussy, flicking and nibbling gently at my clitoris. Her movements were expertly executed. Sometimes she would bring me right to the edge and pull back over and over. Others she would bring me over quickly. This was already the greatest sexual experience of my life. "Janice." I panted after a particularly big orgasm. "I want to taste you. Please let me taste your pussy!" "Of course, dear." She purred between my thighs. She pulled back gently pulled me to the floor and lay me on my back. She straddled my head with those amazing thighs and then lowered her head back between my own well muscled legs. Before me her bald pussy glistened wetly. I had several experimental times with some of my sorority sisters and I intended to use everything I had learned to pleasure this goddess. I realized this was the same view Steve's father would have had during the DVD, except these awe inspiring thighs would have been crushing his head. I began returning the favor on her pussy, licking and sucking with my own talented mouth. I remember one of my sorority sisters has accused me of being a lesbian because of skill. Janice seemed to appreciate it as she moaned into my pussy. Her clit was quite large which made it very easy to tease and please. I had her cumming in short order. Her thighs flexed as she came and pressed around my head. Not painfully, but definitely powerfully. Since I was on my back, that left my hands free, so I was able to bring one up to finger her dripping hole. It occurred to me that after have Brad's immense member, one or two fingers would probably not cut it. Third and fourth were quickly inserted. The ease at which she took them gave me an idea. Pressing my fingers together, I pushed forward. I didn't have to push too hard before my hand slid into her pussy up to my wrist. Janice growled and bit my clit playfully causing me to jump below her. She also inserted several fingers into me and began to stretch it. Her pussy muscles gripped my hand forcefully. I couldn't help but wonder if those same muscles had the power to crush my hand. I shook that thought from my head and began to pump my hand in and out of her sopping cunt. It made me feel good to know that I could excite this woman enough to get her so wet. The in and out of my hand was causing her to moan and groan. I decided to up the ante, and lifted my head to suck at her swollen clit. She roared. Her thighs flexed, swelling around my head. Her pussy clenched and unclenched around my hand. Juices gushed from her lips and dripped onto my face. She shuddered like this for a bit and the suddenly jerked up, pulling my hand from inside her. She stood and quickly pulled me up with her, lifting me up. I instinctively wrapped my legs around her and we kissed passionately. Effortlessly she walked us both out of the den and up the stairs. I wasn't even thinking about where we were going. I was so caught up in just feeling her. It was a male voice that brought me out of my little dream. "I wondered how long you two would be." I heard Brad say. My eyes flew open to see Janice's eyes smiling back at me. I turned my head and there was Brad in the bed that I had masturbated in earlier watching Brad and Janice fuck. He lay there naked, his enormous erection pointing at the ceiling. I looked back to Janice to see her grinning at me slyly. "See anything you like, Sweetie?" She purred. "God yes!" I breathed and then looked back at the bed. Brad grinned at me and got up to stand. I now had Janice on one side and Brad on the other. From behind me Brad had positioned his cock so that it slid against my ass. It felt so hot. So hard. Turning back to Janice, she immediately enveloped my mouth in hers. Brad quickly followed her lead and began kissing my neck. I could feel him grinding his colossal cock into the cleft of my butt cheeks. Their tag team kissing combined with the thought of Brad's cock was driving me wild. I was having trouble even catching my breath. I pulled away from Janice's kiss and looked at her pleadingly. "Can I-" I started. She interrupted me. "You'll have to ask him Sweetie." She grinned, lowering me. I took my legs from around her and let me feet touch the ground and quickly turned to Brad. "Brad will you..." I paused. Anticipation overtook me. "Will I what?" He smirked, flexing his mammoth meat which caused it to bounce. "Will you have sex with me?" I whispered. I was so in awe of his masculinity. "I dunno," He teased "A little girl like you? Not sure you could handle it." Suddenly that same passion that rose up when Janice kissed me on the couch came back. 'Little girl?' I was five ten! Just because I wasn't Janice's size didn't mean I couldn't take it. I was going to take it whether he wanted me to or not! My arms shot out and shoved him into the bed. Before he could think, I pounced on him; straddling his waist, feeling his rock hard appendage against my leaking slit. I flattened against him, crushing my formidable tits into his chest and kissed him forcefully. At first, I was in control. But he shifted the scales quickly. Just as he had done the night before when he and Janice kissed, he took control. He stole my breath with his passion, before pulling me away. "That is EXACTLY the kind of woman I want to fuck!" he growled, his eyes now full of lust. I locked my own lust filled gaze with his and raised my hips as he lifted his cock and lined it up with my wet opening. "I'm not going easy on you. I'm going to own that little pussy." He said in a deep voice. "I don't want you to go easy. I want you to try and own my pussy." I fired back throatily, emphasizing the 'try', making sure he knew it was a challenge. He gave one chuckle before slamming his hips upward as he grabbed my hips and pulled down. It was like nothing I had felt before. I came immediately. With just the head and a few inches I already felt fuller than I ever had. If Janice hadn't stretched me out a bit earlier with her strong fingers, Brad would have ripped me in half. As it was, my pussy lips already felt stretched beyond capacity. But I had to have more. Brad slid out until just the tip of his colossal cock remained and then pushed back in. My pussy stretched and a bit more went in. He repeated this, each few strokes allowing more of his magnificent organ to penetrate me. The sensation of being so tremendously stretched was wonderful. I knew then and there that I would never be able to even feel Steve's dick after this. I pushed back against his strokes, reveling in the feeling of parts of my pussy never before touched firing and bringing me to new heights. Then I felt his massive head nudge squarely against my cervix. And enormous orgasm swept through me. So powerful that my arms gave out and I collapsed against Brad's chest. He held me tight as a shuddered through the biggest orgasm of my life. Little did I know that it was just the beginning! "Now it's time for you to to REALLY get fucked you sexy bitch." Brad growled into my ear. "YES! Give me the fucking I truly deserve!" With that, he flipped me onto my back and cocked my legs up onto his shoulders. His cock remained firmly in my overstuffed pussy. With my legs up, he bent his neck and licked along one of my full calves. At the same time I felt the bed shift as Janice lay down next to me. "He really loves your legs Sweetie. He's wanted them wrapped around him since the first time he met you." Janice whispered. It really turned me on to know that he was impressed with any part of me when he had access to a goddess like Janice. When he was done worshiping my calves he pushed my legs down against my chest and leaned against them. I looked up at him; his eyes blazed with lust. He began to slowly grind against me, causing his huge cock to slide and flex inside of me. I cooed at him and he pulled out slightly before feeding those inches back into me. Then he pulled out further and crammed it back in. More and more inches came out each time until he was pulling out almost the entire enormous length. He kept sliding slowly but deliberately, building me to a huge orgasm. When it crashed into me, I shrieked through it as Janice whispered to me. "Cum all over Brad's horse cock baby. He's going to fuck you like never before." She said in my ear before sitting up and yelling at Brad. "Now stud! Fuck the living shit out of this sexy little slut!" The New Stepdad Ch. 02 Without hesitating Brad began to hammer into my gooey cunt. His strokes were so hard and fast that he was bouncing me into the bed and then meeting my bounce back up with the next powerful thrust. A burning pleasure quickly spread from my crotch to the tips of my toes and fingers. Another orgasm washed over me, curing my toes. Brad simply sped up. Another orgasm came. And another. Next to us, Janice cheered us on. My orgasms just kept coming, closer and closer together as Brad's hips became a blur. My copious juices were being forced out on every plunge, filling the room with wet noises combined with the rapid sound of the bed yielding to a rapid onslaught. I lost count of the number of orgasms, only knowing that they were running into one another. When suddenly a feeling of pure pleasure washed over me. It was so powerful I don't even know what to call it. At the time I couldn't even think straight. My body spasmed uncontrollably. My eyes fluttered and rolled, stars blurring my vision. I know I screamed and wailed, but I have no idea what I said. At the same time I was aware of an enormous warmth in my belly, combined with a feeling of pressure and swelling. My ringing ears could barely make out Brad grunting above me, no longer thrusting. He was cumming in me. Filling me with his rich seed. I have no idea how long we came together, but it felt like an intense eternity. I was barely conscious when Brad finally pulled out of me. My tingling body felt sad at the sudden feeling of emptiness. In my half awake state I felt the bed move and then a soft warm licking on my battered cunt. I shook my head to clear it and looked down. Janice was between my limp legs greedily slurping and sucking Brad's overflowing load from my gaping pussy. It took her quite some time to clean it all, but she seemed happy to take her time and enjoy her lover's thick cream mixed with my own dripping juice. Brad had moved next to me, laying there with his head propped on his arm looking at me. It was though he were proudly surveying his work. At the same time there was also a softness. A look of affection in his eyes. Idly he reached over and caressed one of the tingling nipples on my swollen breast. When Janice had finished she moved to the opposite side as Brad and cuddled against me, kissing me sweetly. I could taste Brad and myself on her tongue. It was wonderful, and I vowed to swallow his load for myself next time. We lay there for quite awhile cuddling and caressing before I finally spoke. "That was amazing. I-I don't know what else to say." "We're just glad you enjoyed it Sweetie. I hope it won't be the last time." Janice replied with a broad grin. "God no! I wish I could stay here with you two forever!" "Maaaaaybe that could be arranged." Brad teased, kissing my cheek. I was surprised at what he was hinting at. "But there is the little matter of your boyfriend." Janice said. She emphasized 'little'. "Steve and I are definitely through. Consider him dumped!" "Sweetie, you of all people should know that we don't just 'dump' worthless men in this house. We do something special." Janice's grin turned wicked. I grinned back at her and snuggled against my new lovers. I knew that the next few days would be interesting indeed.