Cara stood in her large closet, looking up at the top shelf. She was wearing dark gray slacks and a puffy blouse. Her beautiful champagne blonde hair framed her face.
She took out a small stepladder from one of the bottom shelves of the closet and set it in front of the shelving unit in the back corner. Standing on her toes on the stepladder she reached up to the top shelf and pulled a pink shoebox down. She carried the box to the bed and placed it on the side table. Then she pulled off the lid of pink container, revealing a big black dildo. She grabbed it and crawled beneath the covers and closed her eyes with a sigh of contentment.
Cara briefly thought back to the second time with her step-son Marlon almost three months after the first. Her husband Mateus, had sat and watched from a nearby chair while she and his son had sex on the living room couch. Cara enjoyed herself almost as much as the first time. Cara and her husband were alone together immediately after, but the next morning she was 'hungry' again. She tried to start something with her husband, but he was too tired from the night before. She had noticed that his mood improved after he was cuckolded. Cara had worried that although her husband was happy with their new arrangement every few months, something had unlocked inside of her. She always wanted more, and was being left unsatisfied.
Cara thought back to a few days after the second time...
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The sun was high this morning hour, nearly reaching its zenith. It was approaching the end of August and it was quite warm. Cara was basking in the sun. She was lying face down on a thick towel that was resting on a reclining chair next to the pool. She was completely nude and her lightly tanned skin was a bit shiny with sunscreen.
She was quite trim around the waist and her arms, legs and butt were toned as well, but didn't appear "muscular". She had a slight pear shape, because her legs and butt were a bit thicker than her upper half.
It was a peaceful morning, the only sounds being the wind in the trees and the chirping birds. She was nearly drifting off to sleep when she heard footsteps approaching. Cara's eyes opened and she looked up, seeing a tall masculine silhouette. Then she sat up, covering her breasts and crotch with her hands.
"Marlon?" She asked dubiously, shielding her eyes, and revealing her perfect apple-sized breasts.
Her step-son's black hair was flat, a contrast to its usual frohawk. His face was covered in stubble, but he still had a soulpatch beneath his thick lower lip. He was tall, with caramel colored skin. His torso was like a V, with large bicep muscles and a wide chest. He was dressed in loose jeans and a white tank-top undershirt that was tight against his muscular torso. Two crucifixes hung around his neck, resting on his chest.
"You scared me for a minute," she said. "I thought that the landscapers had come the wrong day." As she looked at her very attractive step-son, she started to feel hot between her legs. She was embarrassed as she realized it. On the only two occasions that she had seen him in person, she had sex with him. So it must have been a Pavlovian response by now. "I didn't think I'd be seeing you so soon," she smiled. "But your father's not here, what did you need?" she asked.
"You always sunbathe fuckin' naked?" He asked without answering her question. Marlon looked at her body like he was examining a steak he was about to devour.
"Not usually, but no one else is here at the house, not even Sophia. And I don't want any tan lines," she explained. "I have a shoot next week where I'm not wearing much. The house stays very cool even in the summer, so I wanted to lay in the sun to get warm."
"Damn, you look so fuckable right now."
"What?" she said with a wan smile.
He pulled his sleeveless white shirt up and over his head and the two crucifixes around his neck fell across his wide chest with a clink. Although she had seen many men shirtless, the sight of his wide muscular chest and chiselled abdominals only furthered her hunger for him. It was only natural, but her conscience told her no. She didn't want to betray his trust by going behind his back.
"What are you doing?"
He unbuckled his jeans and pried out a big dick from between his legs. It was the color of milk chocolate, and the large circumcised tip bobbed as he walked forward. It looked like he was already semi-erect. Cara pulled her legs back towards her body as he took his cock in his hand. He gave it a few strokes until it was at full mast. She resisted the strong urge to grab it and began sucking.
"We should wait until your father comes back," she said dubiously. "He'll be back tonight." Although she was denying him with words, she could feel the warmth in her pelvis growing. She flipped over and tried to get off of the chair, away from him, but she felt his hands on her hips as he pulled her back towards him. "Ah," she cried out. She grabbed the chair, but lost purchase, only the towel slid with her as she was pulled towards him on all fours.
"Marlon...," she said looking back to him. "Just come back in the afternoon when your dad is back. I don't want to upset him."
"Fuck dad."
Suddenly she cried out as his brown cock thrust inside of her moist pussy, filling her completely. She steadied herself on her arms as he grabbed her waist, pulling firmly against her hips as he started pounding her insides fiercely. Some of his thrusts caused her to immediately push away from him, but he held her tightly. She felt him deeper than ever and the sharp jabs were driving her crazy. They were too fast and deep to be comfortable. She was crying out with each shove of her step-son's hard member.
"Oh god! Marlon! Uh!" She pushed against his hip with one hand, vocalizing loudly as he fucked her mercilessly. "Oh! Marlon your too deep," she said. "Oh god! Slow down."
He looked like he was fueled by pure lust, holding her tight as his muscles bulged and he grit his teeth. She didn't know if she could take anymore. "Oh god Marlon. Your'e too big." It felt like he was getting bigger, going faster and harder. She couldn't believe it.
"Tell me to stop then," he said firmly.
She didn't. His thrusts were becoming painful, but still she didn't say a word. Why? Finally she pushed back again him, "Ow! God." But she didn't want to say that four letter word. As she looked back at Marlon, her amazingly sexy step-son, an ache moved deep into her pelvis. She looked straight ahead again, at the trees, as he did her doggy. Faced forward, the painful ache began to transform into something different.
His thrusting overwhelmed her until she couldn't think anymore and she started crying out even louder, almost screaming. She began to feel a deep pleasure grow from her pelvis.
"Uh, uh!" She had no words, only grunts and pitched cries. She felt the ache in her pelvis slowly grow to her inner thighs as he continued. His loins slapped against her ass, his balls pressing her outer lips briefly and then pulling back again. Her pussy gripped the thick flesh of his dick as his hips forced himself forward and back. Her chest and neck began to feel hot, as a particularly deep thrust of his thick cock nearly collapsed her. Marlon grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back.
"You like getting treated like a slut don't you?"
She wanted to scream yes, but she could only cry out in pleasure as he pound his big cock deep into her. He let go of her hair and grabbed her hips again as he kept her bent over. She lost count of time as Marlon's grunts became louder. He was making long thrusts nearly completely out and then jamming his massive dick back in, crushing against her back wall. Her cries of pleasure echoed into the nearby trees. The ache in her pelvis and thighs reached a tipping point. Suddenly her pussy clamped down hard on her step-son's member, starting an earth-shattering orgasm.
She screamed out, her mouth and eyes opening wide. She was cumming with an intensity that pulsed over her entire body as she had never experienced before. As this ecstasy washed over her it was so intense that she nearly lost sense of all other feeling. The only reminder of the real world were Marlon's constant solid thrusts. She was light-headed as the orgasm faded and she realized she was still crying out in pleasure. She became more lucid as she recognized her surroundings, the grass and trees, while she was on all fours in front of him.
"Please, cum inside me," she said. "I want it all.. Fill me up."
Marlon's grunts seemed deeper now, until he cried out loudly and she felt her pussy flooded with his thick juices. He filled her for what felt like half a minute. His seed overflowed from her juicy opening as he removed his dark manhood.
Her step-son laid down heavily in front of her on the chair, his legs spread so that her hands were between his knees where his cock hung, still half hard and covered in a mixture of their juices.
