“Oh, fuck!” James exclaimed when he felt the rumbling in his sperm filled nut sack. He grabbed the back of Mai’s head and held it still as he pumped in and out of her mouth.
Suddenly, his cock jerked and the first spurt of his viscous fluids hit the back of her throat. Mai jammed her face down his shaft until she felt his pubic hairs tickling her nose. The head of his spouting member entered her throat once again, spurting load after load down her trachea.
Mai accepted it all with an eagerness she couldn’t explain. Only when his spurts became infrequent dribbles did she pull away.
“Oh, my god!” James exclaimed as Mai stuck out her tongue and licked a long strand of semen from the tip of his cock. “That was incredible!”
Mai smiled coyly and rose to her feet and turned off the water. “Let’s get dried off,” she said “and finish this off in my bedroom.”
James gulped. “F-f-finish it off?”
Mai said nothing and continued to smile as she opened the shower door and stepped out into the bathroom. She grabbed a towel and tossed it to her stepson, grabbed another one and began to hurriedly pat herself dry. She dropped her towel into the hamper. She stopped at the bathroom door and turned back to look at him. Still not speaking, she went across the hall to her bedroom.
Dumbfounded, James was slow to react while, in his mind, his thoughts were flowing like water through a broken dam. “Did she say what I think she said?” he asked himself. When he realized that he was not dreaming, his cock sprang to life once again.
Mai lay on her bed waiting and wondering if James would ever show. Her question was answered a few seconds later when she heard the squeaking of her bedroom door as it opened wide.
At first, she was amazed that her stepson’s cock was hard so quickly after she had drained his balls of their massive load. Then she reminded herself that this was not old “one and done,” as she often described her husband to her friends. This was a vibrant twenty year old young man who was about to get the fucking of his life. Mai extended her arm, crooked her finger and motioned for James to come to her.
James moved eagerly toward the bed. He lay on his side beside his stepmother and hesitantly touched her nipple with the palm of his hand, pulling back immediately as if he’d accidently stuck it into an open flame.
“It’s okay, James,” Mai whispered. “You can touch all you want.” She took his hand in hers and placed it back on her small, but firm breast.
James, still unsure of what he should do, let it lay against her skin for several seconds before moving into action. He broke contact only long enough to grab her by her shoulder and turn her to where they were facing each other.
James once again captured her right breast in his hand and scooted forward until his lips made contact with Mai’s left nipple. He opened his mouth just wide enough to let the hard, rubber like protuberance slide between his lips.
For a little while, James suckled at his stepmother’s breast as if he were a baby while he rolled the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger.