I shook my head. “I’m my father’s son through and through. You’d end up getting your heart broken all over again.”
“I see,” Leanne said. Her hands slipped down my chest, came to rest on my abs. Fresh tears began to fall.
“Hey,” I made her look at me. “I don’t need to be your husband or your boyfriend to care about you. We don’t need to be tied together for me to care about you. Give the lifestyle a chance. Let me teach you, Lee. I promise that I’ll always be here for you regardless. You won’t be alone.”
“I won’t be alone?”
“I’ll be right here.”
“Anytime I need you?”
“Day or night. I promise.”
“Then. . .okay. I’ll give this plan of yours a try. Take me upstairs, Roy.”
I leaped to my feet with Leanne held snugly in my arms. “I promise you won’t regret this.”
“Wait! Please, be gentle. Make love to me, Roy.”
I kissed her. Our breathing intermingled. This time it was Leanne who forced my lips open. I was overwhelmed by the passion with which she kissed me. Her nails dug into the back of my neck, her saliva flowed freely into my open mouth. I returned her kiss as best as I could, carrying her upstairs, not to the room she shared with my father, but to mine. I threw her little frame onto the bed. Leanne was wearing a homely, pink tank top, and a pair of white sweats. She spread her legs wide, looking up at me with eyes aflame with lust.
Remembering my promise to be gentle, I knelt on the bed before her and pulled off her sweats. She was wearing a pair of green panties. Normal, full-back panties. I pulled the crotch aside and immediately started licking her slit.
“Oh my god,” Leanne moaned, spreading her legs wider. “I haven’t been eaten out in years.”
I found Leanne’s clit hidden behind a tuft of pubic hair. I licked her nub and fingered her pussy, immediately sending her wild. Leanne’s toes curled, her eyes rolled to the back of her head, she bit her lip, her body began to shudder. I increased my speed, lapping at her clit like a madman. Her entire body tensed up. She grabbed me by the back of the head and held me against her mound as she spasmed. She squirted, sending liquid into my mouth that I eagerly swallowed. Once the orgasm had subsided, she collapsed onto the bed.
“Oh my god, I can squirt. Holy fuck, you just made me squirt! That was amazing!”
I licked my lips. It was my turn to have some fun. I stripped naked while Leanne was still trying to gather her senses. I ripped off her panties, and pushed up her top and bra. Her nipples were erect and I wasted no time. I took one into my mouth, sucking on it as if I was dying of thirst. Leanne moaned, and her nipple popped free from my mouth. I licked her black areola and bit her breast playfully, then did the same to the other.
Leanne giggled. “You like your stepmommy’s tits, don’t you?”
I didn’t respond, having already given in to my sexual obsession. I pushed her top and bra completely off, grabbed my painfully erect penis, and slowly inserted it into Leanne’s sopping wet pussy. The feeling of my foreskin being pushed back and my glans coming into direct contact with her slippery insides, was almost too much to bear. Leanne crossed her legs behind my back and cupped my face between her hands. She moaned lasciviously as I stroked her. At first, I had to take things slow. The sheer eroticism of having finally bedded my stepmother, combined with the tightness of her pussy, was keeping me constantly on edge. To my surprise, Leanne slowly began moving her hips back and forth in a rhythm to match my own. I shoved my face into her neck, inhaling her womanly scent, and kicked up the speed.