Stephanie woke, her body telling her she had been well used. David was wrapped around her like a vine. She extricated herself and went to the bathroom. After taking care of business she washed her hands and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked softer, less tense. Her smile was soft and genuine and unmovable from her lips. She looked down at her body which was as yet unmarked. That is the only thing that could have improved last night, she thought.
She headed out to see to her morning task. It was time to suck Sir off before the alarm went off. She crawled under the thin blanket they had shared the night before and began licking his balls. She stroked them with her tongue, rolled them in her mouth and pulled them with her sucking. His shaft began to stir. He moved slightly to give her more access but otherwise he remained motionless. She licked her way from his sac to his tip in one long smooth stroke. She swirled her tongue over the tip teasingly before she swallowed the whole rod.
David drifted in the most erotic dream, wanting to stay asleep to enjoy but being pulled relentlessly to consciousness. As he surfaced he realized that is was no dream. His Step mom was really between his legs sucking him into his day... literally. "Oh fuck yes, you hot cum catching slut. "
Stephanie moaned happily and began sucking with even more vigor. David was not going to be able to hold back. Something about waking with your cock in some submissive whore's throat made holding back impossible. So he gave in and bathed her throat with his seed. When she finally released his softening cock with a delicious pop from her mouth, he moved off the bed to deal with his own business. When he finished in the bathroom, he came back intending to talk with Stephanie about what had transpired.
David wasn't sure if he had started out with this conclusion in mind or if it had developed because of her reactions. When he had started it had been to show her that he knew she was a submissive slut and embarrass her, but instead of being embarrassed she had blossomed under his degradation and submitted without a fight.
This was his father's wife and he needed to figure out what was going to happen now. He grabbed the clean boxers that she had left on the bed and head downstairs to find her. She was in the kitchen dressed in a tiny skirt that did not cover the round bottom of her ass cheeks, a tank top and a messy bun. He wanted to drool, spank her and then fuck like animals, but they had a conversation that could not wait. She turned to him with a cup of steaming coffee, a folded newspaper and a plate of toast. Her shirt was see through so her deep rose nipples captured his attention.
"Stephanie..." David started but she slid between him and the counter, shoving her practically uncovered ass into his burgeoning cock. She set down the items precisely as if there was only one way they should be arranged. He groaned as she rubbed against him deliciously, purposely. "Did I give you permission to touch me, little slut?"
"No sir." She said pulling away from touching him.
"Did I tell you to stop touching me?" David growled grabbing her hips and pressing his erection between her cheeks.
"No sir." Stephanie moaned. David forgot everything but his desire to feel her pulsing cunt on his straining cock.
"Stay still." He moved over to the vase of cooking utensils and selected a wooden long handled spoon. When he returned to her side, he pushed her down over the counter and raised her skirt. "Open your leg, slut."
She complied instantly. He wasted no time slapping the spoon against her swollen, wet cunt lips. She yelped and then moaned.
"Seems my little slut has forgotten her place this morning." David said landing a second blow. She raised up on her toes trying to absorb the pain before it morphed into a pleasant throb. She came down and wiggled her ass invitingly. David landed three more blows to her pussy before he reached down and used his fingers to tease her clit. He spread her lips and landed one shot direct to her clit.
