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Steven sat at the bar watching the mirror mounted on the wall behind it as questions roared through his mind. Would he recognize her? What would she think of him and what he'd done with his life? Would she actually go through with what they had planned? What about his father? Would it matter to him that they wanted to be together or would he go off in one of his tirades and... and what? What could he do? They were both adults and had been attracted to each other since the first day he had brought her home.

Slowly he drifted back to that time in his life. He had been 13 when it all began. His mother had been diagnosed with cancer and he saw her fight the disease every day while his dad became more and more distant, frequently taking business trips that would last days or even weeks just so he wouldn't have to see his mom slowly withering away. She had finally lost the battle when he was 16 but that didn't seem to matter to his dad, in fact, he became even more distant spending months at a time in Europe on his trips. That was when he had become 'father' rather than dad. Then two weeks before his 17th birthday his father had returned home with Cassandra, introducing her to everyone as his new wife. One look at the two of them and everyone said that his father was going through a "mid-life crisis" and had gotten himself a "trophy wife".

His father was now 40 years old and was everything that the stereotype of a "businessman" should be. He had developed a sizable stomach, his hair was thinning with just the beginning of gray to show around the temples, his eyes were constantly moving as if searching out the next victim for his business dealings and worst of all he had built emotional walls around himself so that no one could get near him. Only business seemed to mean anything to him.

Cassandra, on the other hand was totally opposite. At 23 years old, she was 17 years younger than his father making her only 6 years older than Steven. She stood 5-foot 5-inches tall and had hair that was so blonde it almost looked white. He skin was the color of cream and her eyes were hazel with flecks of gold in them. The most prominent feature though was her figure which measured 34FF-25-36.

From the moment he'd seen her Steven hadn't been able take his eyes off of her bust. A fact that was only too evident when his father introduced her and he failed to say "hello" because he was too busy trying to decide if her bust was natural or not. It was only when he heard her laugh and looked up that he realized he had been caught staring. His face instantly began to redden but instead of yelling at him Cassandra just said, "First of all, yes, they are real and second, don't be too embarrassed I get that response from most of the men I meet." Then without another word she walked up to Steven and wrapped her arms around him to give him their first hug. At that moment he realized that another difference between her and his father was that she was just naturally a very caring, loving type of person.

For the next year and a half she had become the subject of almost every fantasy and sex-dream he had. The fact that his bedroom was right next to his father and her room didn't help as he routinely heard words like "fuck", "pussy" and "cum" filter through the wall when they were having sex. And when he heard the headboard of the bed banging against the wall it sent surges of sexual energy through his body.

When Steven turned 18 years old his father informed him that he was being sent to Europe to complete his education at a very prestigious university and that had been the last time he'd seen or heard from his father. Not so with Cassandra as she wrote to him weekly and called several times each month to check on how he was doing. After graduation he'd stayed in Europe while he and a classmate started their own computer software company specializing in accounting.

Now, ten years after leaving he was back home. Not so much because of his father but because of Cassandra. Their relationship had gone through a multitude of changes throughout the years as they shared everything going on. They had shared joys and frustrations, exhilaration and sadness, plans for the future and changes in the plans for the future. No subject was off limits, except one. Steven had never able to talk to Cassandra about sex for fear that she'd realize how he felt about her but that had changed six months ago when Cassandra began to talk about the lack of sex in his father's and her marriage. She said that it had been "pretty good" when they had first been married but that now she was lucky if his father showed any interest at all in anything besides work.

"My father is a fool," Steven had replied before thinking about what he was saying. "I'd make love to you every chance I had if you were mine."

The silence that had followed seemed to last forever until Cassandra had replied in a voice so quiet he had barely heard her, "Then come back home and prove it."

Unsure he had heard correctly Steven had asked, "What did you say?"

To which she had simply replied, "Come home."

That had been less than 48 hours ago. Now, Steven found himself sitting in the bar of the best hotel in the area. He had arrived early and ordered a drink which was still sitting in front of him, untouched, as he reminisced about the past. Suddenly he sensed a change and looked up at the mirror. What he saw took his breath away.

Cassandra was entering the bar dressed in an off-the-shoulder black dress with a shawl d****d over her shoulders, partially hiding her breasts. The dress stopped just below the knees revealing stockings and a pair of black high-heels which toned and accented her gorgeous legs. At 5-foot 5-inches tall she was petite but carried herself with the confidence of a mature woman who understood her sensual powers over men. The room seemed to grow quieter as Steven watched her in the mirror, moving with the slow, sensuous grace of a cat. She looked radiant with the lights reflecting off her blonde hair and the sparkle in her eyes when she saw him looking at her. Turning in his seat, Steven found himself looking directly into her eyes and was lost for words before finally saying "Hello."

A look of concern and surprise crossed Cassandra's face which was quickly replaced by an impish smile. "Is that all you have to say after so long?" she asked with a slight European accent. "How about we try it my way?" she quizzed as she wrapped her arms around Steven's neck and slid between his legs. "Hello, Lover" she whispered as she leaned in for their first kiss.

Everything seemed to stop for Steven as he felt the velvety touch of Cassandra's lips against his. Instinctively, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer until he felt her body pressed against his. The kiss started out slow and tender but quickly increased as the passion they had been holding inside began to surface.

Feeling his cock begin to react to the closeness of her body, Steven broke their kiss and slowly pushed Cassandra away. "I definitely like your way better, but if we don't stop I'm not going to be responsible for what happens next."

Cassandra leaned forward until her lips were directly against his ear before she replied in a whisper that only he could hear. "In that case, I think we better go up to your room because I've been thinking about this all day long and right now I'm so wet that my juices are about to start running down my leg. I want us to do everything we've talked about or even thought about doing to each other, starting with us stripping and fucking right by the doorway into your room."

Steve could barely believe what he had just heard but stood and offered Cassandra his arm before leaving the bar and heading for the elevator. Any concern Steven had about Cassandra's reaction to seeing him quickly evaporated when she slid her arm through his and smiled saying "Lead the way."

At 28 years old, Steven stood 6-foot tall and weighed in at just over 190 pounds; gone was the chubby little body that had followed Cassandra around the house, to be replaced by the body of a man. His hair was thick and dark brown, a gift from his mother's side of the family, while his eyes were a deep blue. He worked out several times a week and though he didn't have a weight-lifters body his was toned and his muscles rippled when he moved, something that wasn't missed by Cassandra as she walked with her arm linked in his.

As soon as the elevator door closed Cassandra wrapped her arms around Steven's neck, pulling his lips back down to hers once again. Her tongue slid between his lips and the two were quickly kissing each other passionately as their hands began to travel over each others body's for the first time. When the elevator door opened they were still locked in each other's arms, the only difference now being the prominent bulge in the front of Steven's pants.

Releasing each other, Cassandra looked down at the bulge before lightly stroking it. "I hope that's for me" she teased before exiting the elevator.

Steven nodded as he took her by the arm once again and headed down the hallway to his room.

Reaching into his jacket pocket Steven removed the keycard and slid it into the lock. Just as they heard the gentle 'click' of the door lock Cassandra reached over and grabbed the front of Steven's pants, massaging the growing hardness. The sensation was more than he had ever believed possible and Steven fumbled to pull the keycard back out while Cassandra stepped forward and pressed herself against his back.

Then standing on tip-toes she purred, seductively into his ear, "Mmmmmmmm, I definitely like what I feel and I have just the place for you to put it." Then glancing up and down the hallway to make sure no one saw them she side-stepped and slid between Steven and the doorway. Quickly, raising her right leg, she wrapped it around him and pulled him close as her dress fell open from a hidden slit to expose the top of her stockings. He could feel the heat emanating from her as she pulled him closer and whispered in his ear, "Feel how hot and wet I am? I'm not wearing any panties. I put a pair on when I started to get dressed to meet you but decided they'd just get in the way so I took them off. Just feel how wet I am for you," Cassandra murmured as she took Steven's hand and moved it between them.

Steve was surprised when he heard Cassandra say she wasn't wearing panties while she guided his right hand slid down between them. He knew that she shaved her pussy from their earlier talks yet his cock hardened even more when he felt the warm, slickness of her aroused pussy when his finger slid across her distended clit and nestled between her lust-swollen neither lips.

"That's it sweetie. Play with my pussy. Slide your finger in it if you want. It's been years since I've gone anywhere without wearing panties. Your father always said that 'good wives' didn't do such things but tonight I'm not his 'good wife'. Tonight I'm a woman with needs... needs that haven't been satisfied in quite awhile and just the idea that those needs are going to be satisfied by my own step-son have made me feel like a... hmmmmm... what's that word? A trollop, no... a whore, no, that's not it either... ," she hissed in Steven's ear. "Now I remember... a slut... a sexy little slut... better yet, your sexy little slut. Now I want you to slip your finger inside of me and finger-fuck me right here in the hallway. I want to try all kinds of things with you tonight," Cassandra continued as she shifted her hips to rub them against Steven's fingers.

Steven's finger slid into her waiting pussy as if it had a mind of its own, going deeper and deeper until his palm was cupping her pussy lips and clit. He knew that they could get in trouble if anyone came into the hallway and saw them but didn't care at the moment. Leaning forward he began to kiss Cassandra passionately as he slid his finger in and out of her. She responded be lifting her right leg even higher to give him better access while pulling him closer. Somewhere in his lust-fogged mind he felt Cassandra's hand undoing his belt and pants and knew that they had better get into his room... NOW. Breaking their kiss while simultaneously pulling his finger from her pussy, Steven removed the keycard and pushed the door open.

Cassandra pulled herself up and wrapped her left leg around his waist as he grabbed her ass and carried her into the room all the while nuzzling and kissing his neck.

Once in the room Steve pressed Cassandra against the wall as he felt his pants fall down around his ankles allowing his cock to poke up through the waist band. Lust overwhelmed him as he fondled the cheeks of Cassandra's ass while continuing to kiss her neck until he felt Cassandra shift in his arms and pushed his suit jacket off his arms. Instinctively he moved to allow her access to the buttons of his shirt which opened and pushed down until the jacket and shirt were bunched at his elbow.

"Hold on, lover. I've been dreaming about this for weeks," she whispered as she slid first one arm and then the other from the strap of her dress to reveal her breasts to Steven. "Here you go darling. I know you've wanted to see them since the day in came home with your father and now they're yours. You can do anything you want to them. Kiss them, lick them, nipple on my nipples, it doesn't matter," Cassandra coaxed as she pulled Steven's head to her breast.

Steven buried his head in the cleavage kissing and licking her flesh. The desire to possess his step-mother directed his every move as he began to gently bite the flesh of her breasts and suck on it leaving small love bruises afterwards. At the same time his right hand moved slowly across her ass until he felt a finger brush against the base of her aroused pussy. Her response was immediate as he felt her tighten her hold on him and her hips begin to move in small circles against his finger.

"Ohhhhhhhh, that's it lover. Suck on my tits. Bite them. Ohhhhh... I can't remember the last time I had a hickie from a man making love to me. Play with my pussy. Mmmmmmm, so good. I feel so wicked knowing we're doing this but at the same time I'm getting so turned on. Can feel my pussy juices flowing and coating the lips?" Cassandra sighed as she loosened her legs and slid down Steven's body until her breasts were being flattened against his chest and she felt the head of his cock brush against her waiting pussy.

The feel of his cock brushing against Cassandra's pussy sent a volt through Steven's body and he was amazed when he felt himself harden and lengthen further just barely pushing his cock head into her waiting sex cave.

"Oh god, stop teasing me Steven. I need you so bad," Cassandra murmured as she reached down between them and began to stroke his cock head against her pussy, coating it with her juices. "Come on baby. Fuck me with your hard cock. Bury it in my pussy and make me cum. I need to feel you splatter all over inside of me. Make me your lover, your slut, your... ," she hesitated before continuing, "baby-mommy. Fuck me nice and hard and deep. Cum deep inside of me and fill me with your baby-making cum. I want to feel you cum in me standing up, with me on top, with you on top and doggie, especially doggie. A couple of years after we got married your father suddenly started saying that that "doggie" was only for degenerates and perverts yet it has always been the position I've love the most because of how deep and hard my lover can fuck me. That's what I want to feel tonight. I want to feel you pounding your cock into me and filling me with your cum until it leaks from me. I want to be walking bow-legged before you're done with me, baby."

Steven was almost too far gone to understand what Cassandra was saying and offering. The only thing on his mind was fucking her right there and then.

Tightening her legs to maintain her position, Cassandra felt Steve push his boxers down to fully release his cock. Instinctively, she slid down on his waiting cock as he pushed upwards just barely burying the head inside of her. "Ssssssssssshhhhhhhh," she hissed. "I had no idea you're cock was so big."

Steven stopped and gently started to pull out of Cassandra until she tightened her legs again holding him inside of her.

"Don't stop darling. Put your cock in me. Push it all the way into me and fill me with it. Stretch my pussy. I want to feel it deeper in me than any other man has even been. I want to feel it stretching me and pressing against the very back of my pussy... and when you cum I want to feel you pressed against my cervix so you pump your cum into my womb. I want you to knock me up. I want you to get me pregnant with our baby."

Steven felt his cock swell even more after hearing Cassandra's request while feeling the moist, heat radiating from her. It felt like electricity surging through him as the tip of his cock remained nestled between her pussy lips and he hesitated for a moment. He'd had been told by several of his lovers that his cock was bigger than most but at the moment it felt larger then it ever had before.

Cassandra had also felt Steve's cock swelling in her hand triggering an even greater desire to have it in her. "Oh, God, baby, that cock of yours is getting soooo big. Stuff it inside of me and stretch me. Don't worry about anything. I want to feel you stretch me. I don't think I've ever had a cock this big inside of me but I don't care. I need to feel it in me... NOW," she said, kissing him passionately as she lowered herself onto his hard cock. She could feel her pussy being stretched almost to the point of pain, but it was an erotic pain. Every nerve was screaming at the sensation as she lowered herself inch-by-inch onto his cock until she felt the head firmly planted against the back of her pussy.

Steven also felt himself hit bottom and broke from their kiss. Holding her tightly by the ass he looked at her, he could see the desire in her eyes as her pussy became used to his size. He hadn't had sex with many women in his life and none of them had ever reacted as Cassandra was. Slowly he began lift her up, trying to withdraw his cock from her only to feel her muscles tighten in an attempt to keep him buried inside of her. "Mmmmm, that feels great. Keep tightening your pussy like that; it feels so damn good. I want to make love to you and fill you just like we've talked about. Oh, shit, that feels so good," he murmured.

Steven still had Cassandra pinned against the wall as he began to slowly slide in and out of her pussy, but she had other ideas as she tightened her hold around his waist and began to piston up and down faster and fast. "Come on, baby. I don't want to make love this first time. I'm too fucking horny for that. I want you to fuck me good and hard. Bounce my pussy up and down on your cock. We can be lovers later. Right now I just want you to fill my cunt with your cock and fuck me. Cunt, cunt, cunt... that's all it is right now is a wet, slippery hole that needs to be filled and satisfied. You understand what I'm saying Steven? Fuck my like a slut. Fill my cunt with your cock and use me until you fill me with your cum. I want... no... I need to feel your cum filling me. Come on, stud. Fuck me!!"

Steven instantly began to thrust harder and faster into her flowing pussy. He had never known he was capable of such sheer a****l lust and passion. "Ok slut... this is what you wanted... feel my cock inside of you... I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before... I'm gonna make you scream, Cassandra... and then I'm gonna make you beg for more... How about it, Cassandra... do you like my cock in you... are you ready to feel my cock explode in you and fill you with my cum... maybe I'll even get you pregnant this very first time... would you like Cassandra... would you like me to get you pregnant... is that what you really want... to be a mommy-slut... to have my baby growing inside of you... cuz I'm gonna cum in your pussy right NOOWW... AAAAggghhhhhh," he growled.

Feeling Steve slamming his cock into her was more than Cassandra had ever hoped for. She had often fantasized about being taken like this, about being used like a common slut but none of her previous lovers had ever succeeded like Steven was. He was crashing against her womb with each thrust triggering exotic pleasure/pain like she'd only dreamed of. Without thought she soon found herself matching each of his thrusts into her and felt her own orgasm building from the very pit of her being. "That's right... fuck me... give me your cum... fill me with it... I want to feel it dripping out of my pussy when your done... I want to feel it flowing into me and searching for my egg... I want you to make me pregnant... I want to have your baby... I want to feel it growing in me... OH GOD, FUCK ME... DON'T STOP... FILL MY PUSSY WITH YOUR CUM... OHHH, OOOHHHHHHH, I'M CUMMING TOOOO... AAAAaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Steven's cum rocketed from his balls and up his cock exploding into Cassandra just as her own climax peaked. Pressing her harder against the wall he laid his head between her massive breasts and held her there as he emptied into her. Time seemed to stand still for both of them as they felt their hot juices combine and flow. Neither said a word. Everything that needed to be said had been said already.

Slowly Steven's strength returned until he was able to carry Cassandra, still impaled on his cock, to the couch and sat down on it. Startled, she gave a small gasp as she felt his cock slam against the back of her pussy once again but then lay her head down on his shoulder while he wrapped his arms around her.

Even like this she could feel how much she was being stretched and in only moments began to feel the need for more of her new lover. Gently sitting up she began to kiss him on the face and lips as she finished removing his suit coat and shirt to reveal his chest to her delicate hands. Seductively she whispered, "Steven, I'm not sure why I'm acting this way. I mean, I knew what was going to happen tonight when I asked you to come home and I also knew that I wasn't going back to your father's house when we were done. I don't really know if that's going to make any difference in what I have to say now but I know that I want more of you. I've never been this turned on in my whole life nor felt more loved and satisfied. I can feel every inch of you inside of me and I love it and I love the feel of your cum filling me. I can't explain why but I want to fuck you over and over again. I want to be your lover, your partner and maybe someday your... "

Without saying a word, Steven pulled Cassandra's dress over her head fully revealing her breasts. Instinctively, he leaned forward and gently licked across her nipple before lightly blowing against it.

The sensations of his hot tongue followed by the coolness of his breath sent shivers through Cassandra that rushed downwards to her aroused center. "Mmmmm, that feels good... Do it again... Play with my tits... Suck on my nipples... " she whispered in his ear as her hands wrapped around his head and pulled him closer while she continued to clench and unclench her pussy muscles around his hardening cock.

Steve couldn't remember ever feeling like this before. His cock felt like a red, hot rod buried inside a velvet sleeve and refused to go down. He couldn't remember the last time he'd stayed hard after fucking any of his previous lovers, but here he was buried inside of his own step-mother as his cock hardened without them even moving. Curiously, it was at this moment that Cassandra's words took root and he realized that he wanted her now and forever, not just a 'fuck-buddy' but as his lover, partner and someday, hopefully, as his... what? What was it she was offering to be? "Cassandra, I... I know this may sound strange right now but... mmmm... I... ya... I want you to... I mean... "

"Shhhh, I think I know exactly what you're trying to say and I feel the same way. Somewhere along the way you and I crossed a line... an emotional line that has brought us here. It may sound somewhat absurd but as good as the sex just was the emotions I felt because it was with you made it far better. Your father once said that I had all the things a man looked for in a wife or a lover; long hair, big tits, a tight pussy and an insatiable sex drive. Well, I can't be your wife right now, since I'm still married to your father, but I do want to be your lover, yours and only yours. And then after the divorce we can go on from there if you want me."

"Lover? Does that mean you're...?"

"Yes, darling. I'm in love with you. I have been for years but was afraid to say anything because I wasn't sure how you felt or how it might hurt your father."

Steven gently placed his hands on each side of Cassandra's face as he said, "I've lusted for you since the first day I saw you and yet somewhere deep inside I've sensed that feeling grew and changed as we got to know each other and share with each other over the years. It's hard to find the words to explain how I feel without simply saying I Love You too," he said before gently kissing her.

Cassandra felt their love grow from that kiss and spread throughout her body as she the last of her doubts left her and a desire stronger than she'd ever felt before surged throughout her. Pulling away slightly she whispered lovingly, "In that case why don't you call me Cass or Cassie? Cassandra always sounds so formal... "

Steven replied with a nod and a smile.

"... and what do you think of being a mother-fucker because I want you to fuck me and get me pregnant with our baby. I want to be a mother. I want to be the mother of all of your c***dren."

Steven's faced beamed as he pulled her back to him and kissed her, lovingly.

Cassie quickly took the initiative and pulled his head to an exposed nipple as she began to slide up and down his cock. "Come on, baby. Lick my nipple. Mmmmmm, make it nice and hard. Ohhhhh, that feels so good. Now, suck on it, honey. Bite it, that's it, just a little harder. Ohhhhh, it feels like electricity running from my nipple right to my pussy. Feel how wet I'm getting again? Oh, shit. I think... I don't believe this... but you're going to make me cum again already. Come on, lover... move your cock in and out of me. Fuck my pussy while you bite my nipples and squeeze my tits. That's it... pump your cock in and out of me. I can feel it... now, baby... harder... deeper... that's it... harder... more... now... fuck me deeEEEPPPEEERRRR... I'M CUMMING BABY. I'M CUMMING ALL OVER YOUR BEAUTIFUL HARD COCK... AAAAAGGGHHHHHHHH."

Steven felt Cassie's entire body shivering as her orgasm overtook her; the lava, hot flow of her cum coating his cock before sliding down his balls and pooling on the couch. Decreasing his own thrusting he continued to suckle on her nipples and kiss her breasts until with one final shudder she settled completely onto his lap as she spiraled through orgasmic bliss.

Moments later, Cassie slowly lifted herself from Steven's cock. Though not as hard as it had been it still stood erect when it left her moist nest with a wet, slurping sound. Looking at it standing there before her she asked seductively, "Does that thing ever get soft?"

"Actually this is the hardest it has ever been and I can't remember the last time it has stayed this hard for this long." he replied.

"Well in that case, let's not let it go to waste. Why don't we get into bed and see what we can do with it?"

Steven stood and kicked his pants and boxers from around his ankles floor before quickly walking to the bed. Cassie waited for him to sit down before she Cassie walked seductively towards the bed. He was amazed at the sight before him and his cock seemed to harden until it was like a piece of pliable steel. Cassie's dress was missing, her high-heels were somewhere in the room, and her hair was now hanging down below her shoulder blades, but Steven couldn't imagine anything sexier then Cassie was at that moment. That was until she reached the side of the bed and turned around before bending over to expose her well-fucked pussy to him. He was mesmerized by the sight of their combined cum leaking down her leg and almost didn't hear her as she looked over her shoulder asking, "Do you like what you see?" before spinning around to face him. There was no doubt this woman had just been fucked and that she had enjoyed every moment of it. Her eyes were gleaming as if with a life of their own, she had small marks s**ttered across her tits and he could now see that their cum was not only coating her pussy lips but slowly running down her inner thighs.

Steve stood and wrapped her in his arms. For the first time they felt each other entirely and the contact was like an electrical charge running through both of them. Cassie's hardening nipples pressed against Steven's chest as his cock nestled between her legs reigniting their passion.

Cassie quickly pulled away and climbed up on the bed on her hands and knees with her pussy pointing directly at Steve. "Come on, lover. I need to feel you inside of me, again. Like I said earlier your father would never fuck me "doggie style" later in our marriage. He said it was for perverts and sluts, and right now I feel like the biggest slut in the world. I can feel our juices running down my legs and it feels sooooo good. I want to feel you slide into my nice wet pussy and then reach around and grab my tits. I'm your slut, your whore, your bitch or anything else you want me to be. The only thing I want is to have you cum in me again. I want our baby and I want us to do everything to make sure it happens tonight."

Steve stood at the side of the bed and stared as this beautiful, mysterious woman as she offered herself to him again. She was his step-mother; the wife of his father and yet she was his and his alone from now on. She said she loved him and wanted to be with him and him alone from now on. She said she wanted his cock buried in her, no one else's, filling her with his cum so she could have his baby. She was offering him everything he'd ever dreamed of or had hoped for.

"I've wanted a baby for years, so I want you to push that beautiful hard cock of yours as deep into me as you can and fill me with more of your cum. Jam it into me and keep it right against my cervix when you cum. I want to feel you pumping it into my womb and filling me until it drips out of me again."

Cassie's words were more than Steven could handle. It was like a dream come true as he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her backwards towards him. As soon as he was in the right position he watched as she reached under herself and drew his cock to her. Sliding his cock up and down her moist lips he was soon well lubricated and pushed into her.

"Here you go, baby. You wanted me to fuck you again and get you pregnant. Well that's exactly what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna fuck you until I empty my cum deep inside of your pussy again and fill you up like the mommy-slut you want to be," Steven grunted as he pushed all the way into her in one single thrust.

"That's it, darling. Fuck me. Fill my pussy with your cock and fuck me. Fill me with another load of your warm, creamy cum. Make me pregnant. Fuck me like the slut I am right now... like the slut I'll always be if you want too. Ohhhh GOD, I can already feel you getting bigger and stretching me. That's it honey... fuck me... fuck me harder... push your cock into me and fill me... yessssssss... that's it lover... fuck my pussy... oooooohhhhhhhhh my god... you're so deep in me... I love the feel of your cock buried deeper in me than any man has ever been... It's almost like I'm a virgin somehow giving you something no one else has ever had or will ever get again... but I love it... I love you... I love being your slut and having you fuck me like this. Push harder... get that cock in me... harder... yesssss... ohhhh, I can feel your cock hitting the bottom of my pussy and I love it... please don't stop... ahhhhhhhh... yessss... fuck me... breed me... fill me with your cum."

None of Steven's previous lovers had ever talked like this when they had sex and the sound of Cassie turned him on to new heights. Reaching under her he easily found her swaying tits, cupping them in his hands and gently pulling on her aroused nipples. Cassie's reaction was immediate as she pushed back harder as he thrust into her. "That's right slut; from now on you're mine and only mine. I'm gonna fuck you and breed you whenever I feel like it... anytime and anyplace... I'm gonna fuck your pussy until its sore and my cum is draining from you like a faucet. You wanted to be a slut... well that's what you are... my slut... my walking, talking pussy... I'm gonna breed you just like you want and after you have our k** I'm gonna breed you again and again." Grunting, Steve thrust into her one last time as his hot cum shot from his balls and into the depths of Cassie's pussy triggering yet another orgasm.

"OHHHHHHHH... YESSSSSSS... FUCK... FUCK... FUCK... I CAN FEEL YOUR CUM IN ME BABY... OH GAWD... IT'S HAPPENING AGAIN... I'M CUMMMMMMMMI... IIIIIINNNNGGGGGG... "

Steven wrapped his arms around Cassie and held on as she bucked and thrust back at him as her orgasm surged through her. He had never had a lover that had orgasmed this often or this intensely and smiled to think that in some way he was at least partially responsible. A friend had once told him that men fell into one of two categories when it came to being with a woman; they could be 'fuckers' or they could be 'lovers'. The difference was that the 'fucker' was only interested in fulfilling his own needs while the 'lover' was more interested in fulfilling the needs of their partner. The advantage, of course, was that the more the 'lover' fulfilled his partners needs the greater their partner's desires to please them as well. It also meant that there were times when their partner wanted them to play the role of a 'fucker' and have pure, a****listic sex. Today, without a doubt, Steven had proven to himself that he was a 'lover' and always would be with Cassie.

After what seem like hours Cassie stopped and slowly slid forward onto her stomach drawing Steven along with her. The muscles of her pussy seemed to clench onto him like a vise and hold him deep inside of her until he was resting on top of her. They easily rolled onto their sides and cuddled in a spoon with Steven's cock still embedded in her like a cork in a bottle.

Finally Steve broke the silence as he whispered in Cassie's ear. "I wish this never had to end. I've never felt like this... so satisfied... and at the same time so complete."

Nestling back against him, Cassie turned her head to reply, "So who says it has to?"

Lifting his head, Steve looked at Cassie, "Do you mean that? What about my father?"

"I told you earlier I never intended on going back to his house after tonight so the options are very easy, either we start a life together or we go our separate ways."

Steven wrapped his arms tighter around Cassie as he replied, "I have no intention of EVER letting you go."

As Steven's sperm swam deeper into Cassie womb searching for her egg they kissed and slowly drifted off into a lover's slumber.

Later that evening they called Steven's father. They explained how they had come to love each other and wanted to be together. Surprisingly, his father explain that he wasn't mad and wished them the very best in their life together. He admitted he had made a mistake by marrying Cassandra. He had run away from the one woman he had truly loved because he couldn't stand watching her waste away and had married Cassandra because he was lonely. He also admitted that by running away he had treated Steven poorly and that Cassandra could bring the love to his life that he had missed as a young man.

When the phone call was over, Steven looked at Cassie and asked, "So what would you like to do to start our new life together?"

Cassie seductively lay back on the bed and smiled as she spread her legs and arms inviting him to join her. "I told you before I wanted to get pregnant before we were done so why don't we do like your father suggested and bring a new life into our new life together? What better way to remember our first time together?"

Steven simply smiled as he felt his cock begin to harden again.

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The darkness enveloped them both, lit only by a small pink-shaded lamp on her side of the bed. They’d been married for years, until chance and the fortune of summertime alone, free of children for a short time, led them to discover their lovemaking anew, slow and sensual, a contrast to the hurried, giggling, sneaking around after the kids were abed. She would slip into their bedroom, right before he was due to come home, stripping off her clothes and lying in the semidarkness. No toys or...

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Summertime Threesome

Michael Hawkins was your typical student in school. He made sure that all of his studies were done before anything else had happened in his life. A lot of times, he wished he had more freedom to do what he had wanted but his parents were afraid that he may stray down a path of drugs and crime. Michael’s brother David was doing a life bid for murder and he had been locked up for 5 years of a life sentence with no chance of parole so his parents made sure tht they did everything they could to...

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Summertime Incest Story Collection

Welcome to the Summertime Incest Story Collection, an anthology of short incest stories sharing the hottest season’s setting or vibe. As it is summer, Father’s Day in June will feature in a few stories but they may reflect themes of hot summer lust, occur during a summer vacation, or simply take place in the season. And, while we are currently talking about summer in the northern half of the planet as it happens right now this could be summer in the Southern Hemisphere or a hot week in the...

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Summertime Saga Memories

A.N. I would like to thank Dark Cookie for giving me permission to write a story about his game Summertime Saga. Feel free to check out Dark Cookies Patreon to support him and his game. Summer was nearly over. Peter's wild adventure had run its course. Now Peter was sleeping in his new house by the beach. When Peter woke up in his large bedroom in his beach house, he found himself feeling lethargic, and he struggled to get out of bed. When he finally got the energy to push the covers off of it...

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Shadowsblade Summertime has to end

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without. To all my readers, thanks for your posts. I do read each one and some of the ones posted recently, they added to my ideas on where to go in long term plot ideas! So keep posting and thinking out there! Copyright © 2016 by Shadowsblade All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by...

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