The Education of Stanley Part 1

(Author’s note:  this is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental.  All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age.  This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written consent of the author.)

“Wendy, I’m home!” Stanley called out as he walked in the front door, closing the door behind him.  It was hot as hell outside as usual, just another typical Arizona day, and Stanley couldn’t wait to get out of his clothes, into a bathing suit and then into the pool.  Every house in his subdivision had a pool, and as far as he knew every house in Arizona had one, too.  But right now he didn’t care about that; all he cared about was getting changed and diving into the pool in the backyard.

“Wendy!  Did you hear me?” he called out, walking into the living room.  He knew she was here because her car, a black Mustang GT convertible, was sitting in the garage.  Wendy was his new stepmother, his dad having married her two months ago.  Stanley was happy that his dad had found someone to make him happy after the bitter divorce he went through two years ago with his mom, although he had to admit that he still wasn’t too sure about Wendy.  She seemed like a nice enough person, but there was just something about her that Stanley couldn’t figure out. 

Maybe it was her age; at 24 years of age she was 20 years younger than his father but only 5 years older than him.  Maybe it was because physically, she was the polar opposite of his mom.  His mom had been tall, standing nearly six feet in her bare feet, and had been slim to the point of skinny.  She had short blond hair and weighed all of 125 pounds soaking wet, and had no kind of a figure to brag about.  Stanley was surfing the internet one night and ran across an old picture of a model from the 1960s named Twiggy, and with the exception of her big, round eyes she could have been his mother’s twin.  She was also a quiet, private woman who was very subdued in public.

Wendy was the exact opposite in every way.  Wendy stood 5’7” tall and weighed a good 165 pounds, with brown eyes and wavy jet-black hair that came down past her shoulders.  She was of Italian descent and it showed in more ways than one.  From a conversation he overheard a few weeks ago when she was talking on the phone with the dress shop where she was having a dress made for a formal party she and his dad were going to in a couple of months, Stanley knew that she measured 36-30-36 and wore a 36J cup bra.  She was thick all over, but was also just as curvy as a woman 50 pounds lighter than her – maybe even more, since the extra padding made her curves that much more noticeable.

To be honest, the first thing Stanley noticed about Wendy when his father introduced them last year was her figure, specifically her bustline.  Wendy’s breasts were absolutely huge, bigger than any Stanley had ever seen before in real life.  They were full and firm, a little longer than they were round, standing out proudly from her chest like a pair of big torpedoes, and from the way she showed them off with the clothes she wore (either form-fitting or low cut) she was obviously very proud of both them and her figure in general. 

As subdued and quiet as his mom had been, Wendy was loud and boisterous, always in a good mood and cracking jokes to make people laugh.  Stanley had to admit that she was a lot of fun to be around, and the more he got to know her the more he liked her.  She was vivacious and bawdy, and loved to make Stanley and his father blush by telling raunchy stories or lewd jokes whenever she could. 

Stanley liked his new stepmom who insisted that he call her by her name and not “mom,” but there was still something about her that he just couldn’t put his finger on.  He figured he had the next week to figure it out because that’s how long his father was going to be away on a business trip overseas.  He didn’t like leaving his new wife so soon after they were married, but he had no choice.

“Besides, it’ll give the two of you a chance to really get to know each other,” he had said at dinner the night he told them about the trip.  Stanley looked over at Wendy and saw the smile on her face and the twinkle in her eye, and was immediately reminded of the smile the cat made right before he ate the canary.  She gave him the same smile yesterday when they got home after dropping his father off at the airport.

“Wendy?  You here?” he called out, walking into the kitchen.  Then he looked out of the kitchen door into the back yard and saw Wendy lying on a chaise lounge, wearing a black two-piece bathing suit that showed more than a generous amount of cleavage and was cut high enough on her hips to show a good portion of her ample ass as well.  The first time he had seen her in a bathing suit he had just about swallowed his tongue; she saw his reaction and had a good laugh over it.

“Bet you’ve never seen a pair of titties as big as these puppies before, huh, Sport?” she had said, grinning from ear to ear as she stood in front of him.  Her nickname for him was “Sport,” and he couldn’t remember the last time she’d called him by his given name.  He didn’t mind, though, and the memory of that moment always made him smile.

He walked across the kitchen to the door and opened it, sticking his head out to call out to Wendy.

“Hey, Wendy, I’m home!” he said.  She sat up and lifted up her sunglasses as she turned to look at him. 

“Well, hey there, Sport!” she said, smiling at him.  Stanley had to admit that she had a cute cherubic face with rounded cheeks, full lips, and a winning smile.  “How did the tutoring go?” she asked.  Stanley was a rising sophomore in the local college and was smart enough to join the ranks of tutors at the college.  He had been tutoring another rising sophomore for the past month and had just finished a session with him today. 

“It went fine, he’s doing really good,” Stanley said, standing in the doorway.

“Great!  Glad to hear it!  Now are you gonna get changed and get your ass in the pool or what?” she asked, grinning at him.

“I’m gonna get changed and get my ass in the pool!” he replied, returning her grin.  She blew him a kiss and then lay back down, and Stanley stepped back inside the kitchen and closed the door, then turned and walked through the house to his room to get changed.  When he had finished changing into his boxer-style bathing suit he stopped to look at his reflection in the full-length mirror in his room, and while he wasn’t disappointed with what he saw he knew there was room for improvement.

When it came to his physical build, Stanley took more after his mother than he did his father.  He was by no means skinny or spindly like his mother was, but he didn’t have the build of a linebacker like his father did, either.  He was somewhere in the middle, and while he was happy with it he secretly wondered if his slight build was why he was still a virgin at 19 years of age.

“It is what it is, I guess,” he said to his reflection, then turned and walked out to the pool. 

He spent the rest of the afternoon at the pool with Wendy, alternating between sunbathing and swimming and, as usual, having to hide the erection she’d given him simply by walking around with those huge tits bouncing and swaying right in front of him.

‘Man, what I wouldn’t give to bury my face in those huge tits!’ he thought to himself, smiling as he lay on the chaise lounge.

“What are you grinning at, Sport?” Wendy asked, looking at him from the pool where she was resting with her arms on the edge, her head above water and catching him off guard.  Her wet black hair was plastered to her head and somehow made her look even sexier than usual.

“Oh, nothing, just happy to be here!” he said, lying his ass off.

“Nothing, my Aunt Fannie!” Wendy said to herself as she swam away, a smile on her face.

Dinner was Chinese delivery, with the two of them enjoying both the food and each other’s company.  Wendy was easy to talk to, and Stanley had the feeling that she was the kind of person you could talk to about anything and everything.  He had also discovered soon after she moved in that she loved talking about sex, something that his father was always chiding her for.  When the Chinese food was gone and the conversation hit a lull, Wendy announced that she was going to go out to the jacuzzi and soak for a while.  Then she got up from the table and went to her room to change, leaving Stanley to throw the empty food containers away.  It only took him a few minutes to clean up, after which he went into the living room and sat down on the couch to watch TV.  A few minutes later Wendy walked into the room on her way out to the jacuzzi.

“You comin’ along, Sport?” she asked, looking over at Stanley as she walked through the living room headed for the door.  She had changed into a black one-piece suit which Stanley thought looked very good on her.

“Sure, why not,” he said, getting up from the couch where he was sitting.  “Just let me go put on a clean bathing suit and I’ll be right there,” he said.

“Okay, I’ll see you in the jacuzzi,” she said, turning and walking towards the kitchen and the back door.  When he got to the jacuzzi a few minutes later he saw her sitting in it, the water just below her mammoth breasts, her arms stretched out on the side of the jacuzzi as she sat with her head back, resting on a folded-up towel.  He picked up a towel from the table next to the door and walked over to the jacuzzi, stepping into the warm water opposite from where she sat.

“You don’t have to sit all the way over there, I don’t bite, you know!” she said, opening her eyes and looking at him with a smile on her face.  “Nibble and lick, yes, but bite, no!” she said, grinning at him.

“I know, but I like to be able to look at the person I’m talking to,” he replied, sitting down on the shelf in the water and putting the towel on the edge so he could sit back.

“Bullshit, you just wanna have a clear view of my tits!” she said, closing her eyes and grinning.

‘It’s gonna be one of those nights, I see!’ Stanley thought to himself, smiling as he sat back.  ‘Well, two can play at that game!’

“Is that such a bad thing?” he asked, leaning his head back.

“Hell, I’d be seriously disappointed and in doubt of your manhood if you didn’t!” she said, grinning as she lay her head back.

“Honestly, I’m surprised I didn’t come out here and find you topless,” he said, playing her game, “either that, or completely naked!”

“The night isn’t over yet, Sport!” she said, lifting her head up and grinning at him.

“Now, now, what would your husband think?” he said, chiding her good-naturedly.

“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt me!” she replied, still grinning with her head back and her eyes closed.  There was something about the way she said that which made him believe she meant it.  They sat in silence for a few minutes before Wendy spoke again.  She lifted her head up and looked at him as she spoke.

“So tell me, Sport, what were you really thinking about today in the pool?” she asked, looking over at him.  “You know, when I caught you with that silly grin on your face?” she asked.

‘Uh oh,’ he thought to himself.

“Oh, nothing, really,” he replied, trying to sound casual.  “Just letting my mind wander, I guess,” he said, still sitting back with his eyes closed.

“I don’t think so,” she said.  He lifted his head up and opened his eyes to see her looking at him with a big grin on her face.

“I bet you were thinking about my big tits wrapped around your face, weren’t you?” she asked, astonishing him with her correct assumption.  When he didn’t say anything right away, her smile got bigger and she got a triumphant look on her face.

“You were, weren’t you?” she asked excitedly, grinning from ear to ear.  “Come on, admit it – you were thinking about how much fun it would be to motorboat my big titties, weren’t you?” she asked.  Stanley was caught and he knew it.

“Okay, you’re right, I was,” he replied, making Wendy squeal with joy.

“I knew it!  I just knew it!” she said, clapping her hands in front of her. 

“Well, hell, Wendy, can you blame me?” he asked, sitting forward as he spoke.  “I mean, those things are huge, and you certainly love to show them off, you know?” he said.

“Damned right I do!  I’m proud of my girls and I love showing them off!” she said proudly, sitting up straight and thrusting her tits out for him to see.  Stanley couldn’t help but look at them, and he noticed that her nipples were hard and poking out against her bathing suit.  She saw where he was looking and looked down, then giggled as she spoke.

“Sorry about that, they do that sometimes!” she said, running the tips of her pointer fingers over and around the two hard nubs, totally catching him by surprise.  But what she said next was an even bigger surprise, one he never saw coming.

“You wanna see ‘em?” she asked, her voice a little lower and a little bit breathy as she continued circling her nipples with her fingers.  It took Stanley a few seconds to reply, he was so surprised.

“What, you mean your nipples?” he asked, unsure of what else to say.

“Nipples, boobs, the whole shebang!” she said. 

“Wendy, I…hey, wait a minute!” he said as Wendy began slipping her bathing suit straps down from her shoulders, pulling her arms free with a big grin on her face.  As soon as she got her arms free she pulled the top of her suit down without any hesitation at all, revealing her huge tits to him.  They were huge and round and full, capped with two pale pink nipples that were standing up in the center of two very large, very pale areolas.  She put her hands under the big globes and lifted them up for him to see, looking him in the eyes as she did.

“So whaddaya think, Sport?  You like my big tits?” she asked, jiggling them in her hands.

“What’s not to like?” he said, staring at her huge naked tits less than four feet away from him.  “But Wendy, I mean, really, should you be doing this?  Showing me your tits and all?” he asked, tearing his eyes away from her huge tits to look her in the eyes as he spoke. 

“I can keep a secret if you can,” she said, her voice low and serious.  Stanley looked at her for a moment, then looked down at her naked tits again, then back up to her eyes; he nodded slowly, and a big smile broke out on Wendy’s face.

“Excellent!  Now I think it’s time for me to make your dream come true!” she said, getting up from the shelf where she was sitting and wading over to him, letting her big tits hang free.

“Dream?  What dream?” he asked, looking at her as she reached down in the water to push his knees together, then putting one knee on the shelf next to his leg as she spoke.

“This one!” she said as she put her other knee next to his leg, straddling his thighs and bringing her huge tits up in front of his face.  She quickly put her hands on the back of his head and pulled it forward, burying his face between her huge tits, pushing her elbows inward to press them against the sides of his face.

“BRRRRRRRRR!” she said as she shook her shoulders back and forth, jerking his head around as it was trapped between her massive tits.  He put his hands on her hips and pushed, but that only made her pull his face tighter against her tits.

“BRRRRRRRRR!” she said again, shaking her shoulders and his head once more, laughing as she did so.  Then she released his head and sat back, sitting on his knees as he caught his breath.  When she saw his face she laughed even harder.

“Oh, you should see the look on your face!” she exclaimed, laughing harder now.  “It’s like you’ve never motorboated a pair of big titties before!” she said, looking him in the eyes as she laughed.  Then she stopped laughing and the look on her face changed, and when she spoke her voice was much softer.

“You haven’t, have you?” she asked, a serious look on her face.  Stanley looked at her for a few moments before he replied.

“No, I haven’t,” he said, looking down at his lap.

“Oh, hey, don’t be embarrassed!” Wendy said, lifting his chin up with her finger.  “Lots of guys your age haven’t done that yet!  Really, it’s no big deal at all!  I’m just glad I got to be your first!” she said, smiling at him.  “So did you like it?  Having your head between my big titties and all?” she asked, trying to cheer him up.

“Yeah, I did,” he replied, smiling.  “It was way cool!”

“I’ve got the perfect pair of titties for it, you know?” she said, returning his smile.  “You wanna touch ‘em?” she asked, sitting up straighter and holding her shoulders back, pushing her boobs out to him.

“Really?” he asked, looking up at her.

“Yes, really,” she replied, smiling.  “Go ahead, touch’ em!  Grab ‘em, squeeze ‘em, pull on ‘em, whatever you want to do – you won’t hurt me, so knock yourself out!” she said. 

Stanley looked down at the mammoth set of tits right in front of him, then hesitantly brought his hands up to touch them.  He stopped when they were a few inches away, looking up at Wendy, who smiled and nodded at him to continue.  He turned his palms up and lifted them in his hands, marveling at their weight.

“They’re heavy!” he said, looking up at her as he hefted her tits in his hands.

“Firm, too,” she replied, smiling at him.  “See how they don’t flatten out when you lift them?” she said, looking down. 

“I do, yes,” Stanley replied, looking back down again.  He turned his hands over and placed the palms of his hands on her breasts, closing his fingers and squeezing them.  He felt his cock beginning to stir as he gripped her tits in his hands.

“See what I mean?” Wendy said, a little breathlessly as he gripped and squeezed her tits in his hands.  Stanley noticed the change in her voice and looked up at her, concerned.

“Are you okay, Wendy?” he asked, still gripping her big tits in his hands.

“Oh, yeah, I’m fine,” she replied, giving him a smile, her eyes slightly hooded.  “What you’re doing just feels really good, that’s all,” she said.  “I’ve always loved having my tits played with; it really turns me on!” she said, one side of her mouth turning up in a smile.

“Then maybe I should stop,” he said, easing his grip and getting ready to pull his hands away.  Wendy quickly slapped her hands on top of his and held them there, closing her fingers on them to get him to grip her tits again.

“Don’t you dare!” she said.  “This feels way too good for you to stop!”

“But Wendy, you’re my stepmom, my father’s wife,” Stanley said, gripping her tits again as he spoke, her hands still on the back of his, “we really shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Like I said before, I can keep a secret if you can,” she said, looking him in the eyes.  She pulled his hands from her tits and held them in her lap as she continued, a serious tone in her voice and a serious look in her eyes.

“Look, Stanley, you’re a smart guy and I really like you a lot, so I’m gonna be honest with you,” she said, pausing to take a breath before continuing.

“I’m a slut,” she said, looking him in the eyes.  “A total, one hundred percent slut.  I love men.  I love cock.  I love sex.  I love everything about it, and I’ll fuck just about anything with a dick.  And what’s more, your dad knows this, and he’s okay with it,” she said, taking Stanley by surprise yet again.

“He is?” he replied, his eyebrows going up.

“Yes, he is,” she said, still holding his hands in hers.  “I told him how I was when we started getting serious.  He said as long as I don’t tell him about it and always come home to him, he’s fine with it,” she explained. 

“What about getting pregnant?” he asked.

“Had my tubes tied when I was 21,” she replied.  “I don’t want kids; I’ve never wanted kids, and I never will.  I’m not exactly what you’d call the motherly type, you know?” she said, giving him a small smile.  “I also make the guy use a condom anyway because I don’t want to come home with anything nasty lurking down there!”

“A wise idea,” Stanley said, returning her wry smile.  “So you’re not going to tell my dad about this, then?” he said.

“Nope, and I don’t think you should, either.  Agreed?” she asked, looking him in the eyes.

“Agreed,” he replied.

“Good!  Now where were we?  Oh, yeah, you were squeezing my tits!” she said, grinning from ear to ear as she put his hands back on her tits.  Stanley immediately closed his fingers on them, gripping them firmly as Wendy let her hands drop.

“Oooh, that feels good!” she said, smiling at him.  “I love it when a man plays with my big tits!” she said, putting her hands on the tops of his thighs under the water.

Stanley felt his cock beginning to respond again, slowly getting longer and harder as he massaged and squeezed Wendy’s huge tits in his hands.  They were heavy and firm, and Stanley couldn’t help but wonder how they’d feel wrapped around his hard cock – and he had a feeling that he’d find out before it was all over with.  He shifted his grip on her tits, holding them in the palms of his hands again as he ran his thumbs over the hard nubs of her nipples.

“OH!” she gasped in surprise, jumping a little.  “Mmmmm, I like that!” she said, smiling at him as he ran his thumbs over her nipples again, rubbing them in small circles.  “But I know what I’d like even better!” she said, reaching out and putting her hand on the back of his head.  She quickly pulled his face down to her breast and held it there; Stanley understood right away what she wanted, so he opened his mouth and clamped his lips around her hard nipple and sucked it into his mouth.

“OHHHHH, yeah, that’s it, baby, that’s it!” she moaned, closing her eyes and pressing his face harder against her big breast.  “Suck on my hard nipples, baby, suck on them hard!” she urged, squirming a little on his lap.  Stanley felt his cock getting bigger and harder by the second as he sucked on her nipples, her hand still on the back of his head.  He put his hands on the sides of her big breasts and pushed them together, gripping them firmly as he sucked on her nipples.

Wendy loved the sensations running through her at what Stanley was doing, moaning softly as he went from one nipple to the other.  She took her hand from the back of his head and dropped it to his lap, feeling the hard bulge of his now fully erect cock inside his bathing suit. Stanley jumped at her touch, pulling back from her tits and sitting up.  He kept his hands on her tits as he looked at her, his surprise evident on his face.

“Ooooh, look what I found!” she cooed, smiling at him as she gripped and squeezed his hard cock through his bathing suit.  “A nice, hard cock for me to play with!  I guess you really like playing with my big tits, huh, Sport?” she asked, teasing him as she gripped his cock through his bathing suit.

“What’s not to like?” he asked, trying to lighten things up a little and maybe ease some of the nervousness he was feeling.  Stanley’s experience with women was limited at best, so he wasn’t really sure of how to react or what to do next.  All he knew was that he didn’t want to look like a dork in front of Wendy or disappoint her.

“You know what I think you need right now?” she asked, her voice soft as she looked into his eyes.

“What?” he asked, his naivete showing.

“I think you need a good, old-fashioned, ball draining blowjob!” she said, her smile turning into a grin.  “How about it, Stanley?  You want me to suck your dick for you and empty those big balls of yours?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.

“Oh, yeah,” he said, not believing what was about to happen and not wanting to do anything to interrupt it.

“Great!  Now stand up and get out of those trunks, then sit on the side of the jacuzzi.  I’ll take it from there!” she said, releasing his cock from her grip and getting up from his lap.  He stood up and untied the string holding his bathing suit in place, then pushed it down over his hips to let it fall into the water around his legs, revealing his hard cock to her.

‘Is this really happening?’ he thought to himself as he stood there, his hard cock standing out in front of him like a flagpole.  ‘Am I dreaming, or is my new stepmom really getting ready to give me a blow job?’

“Ooooh, nice!  Very nice!” she said, looking at his throbbing cock and then up at him, a smile on her face as she reached out and wrapped her hand around the hard shaft, squeezing it firmly and making Stanley jump a little. “You’ve got a great dick, Stanley!” she said, smiling as she slowly pumped his cock in her hand.  Then she reached down and lifted his foot up, pulling the suit down his leg and over his foot; she repeated this with the other foot and then tossed the suit onto the side of the jacuzzi where it landed with a wet ‘splat.’  Stanley sat down on the ledge as she had asked, with Wendy immediately positioning herself between his legs.  Then she did something else that surprised Stanley, something that he in his inexperience never expected.

“Let me just slip out of this suit real quick,” she said, pushing her bathing suit down and over her wide hips to her knees, lifting first one foot and then the other to step out of it.  She straightened up and tossed her suit over with his where it landed on top of his, then stood in front of him with her hands on her hips, grinning from ear to ear when she saw the look on his face.

“Like what you see, Sport?” she asked, still grinning.

“Oh, yeah!” Stanley replied, mesmerized by the sight of her and especially by the sight of her bald pubic mound.

“Well, I just thought that it wouldn’t be fair if you were naked and I wasn’t, so here I am!” she said, holding her hands out to her sides, palms up as she presented herself to him.  “Now let’s get down to business, shall we?” she said, kneeling on the shelf in front of her and reaching out to grab Stanley’s hard cock as it stood up from his lap.  She wrapped her fingers around it and squeezed, pumping it in her hand and was immediately rewarded with a big drop of clear precum that appeared at the tip.  Without hesitation she bent over and put her lips on the tip of his cock, sucking the fluid from him and swallowing it down.  She kept her lips there for a few moments, pumping his shaft hard to get more precum out of him, swallowing it all.

“MMMMMMM!” she said, looking up at him with her lips clamped onto the tip of his cock.  When she finished she pulled her lips from his cock and looked up at him, licking her lips as she spoke.

“Your precum tastes really good, Sport,” she said, her voice husky with desire.  “I can’t wait to see what your cum tastes like!”

With that she opened her mouth, pursed out her lips and dropped her mouth down onto his cock, clamping her lips closed tightly around the hard shaft right behind the flared ridge of the head.  She immediately began sucking, running the flat of her tongue over and around the head of his cock while she held it in her mouth.  Then she began sliding her mouth up and down his shaft, taking a little more of his cock into her mouth each time, pumping the base of his cock with her hand as her head bobbed up and down.

“Holy shit!” he said out loud, sitting back on his hands and watching his stepmom sucking his dick.  She looked up and him and smiled around his cock in her mouth, then went back to what she was doing.  She was taking enough of his shaft in her mouth now that she had to move her hand out of the way, so she released his shaft from her firm grip and put her hands on the tops of his thighs as she slid her mouth further and further down on his cock.  To his surprise and amazement, it only took a couple of strokes for her to swallow his entire cock, her nose pressing against his abdomen as she ran her tongue along the underside of his cock.

“MMMMMMMM!” she moaned again, gripping his balls with one hand and massaging them as she kept her mouth still, locked onto his cock for a few moments.  Then she began sliding her mouth up and down his shaft, going all the way up until just the head was in her mouth and then sliding back down again.  She did this over and over again, deep throating him with ease while Stanley leaned back on hands and watched.

“That’s incredible!” he said, amazed.  Wendy pulled her mouth from his cock long enough to speak, grabbing it with her hand and pumping it hard while she spoke.

“Don’t tell me you’ve never been deep throated before,” she said, panting for breath just a little.

“Never,” he replied.  “To be honest, this is only the second time I’ve ever had a blow job,” he admitted, a little embarrassed.

“You’re kidding!  Really?” she said, her eyebrows going up in surprise, her hand still pumping his cock as Stanley nodded in reply.  “Did the girl let you cum in her mouth?” she asked.

“No, she didn’t,” he replied, “she finished me by hand.”

“Well, I guess I’m gonna have to make sure I do a good job, then, huh?” she said, grinning at him.  “And I guarantee you that not only will I make you cum in my mouth, but I’ll swallow your cum, too!” she said.

“You do too good a job and I’m gonna be blowing my load in your mouth in no time,” he warned.  He wanted this to last as long as possible, and was deathly afraid he’d cum too soon and put an end to it all.

“Don’t you worry about that, Sport,” she replied, grinning at him.  “I’m sure I can get you hard again pretty quickly, no problem, so you just go right ahead and cum whenever you want!”  With that she opened her mouth and dove back down onto his cock again, taking half of it in her mouth before she clamped her lips around it and began deep throating him again.

‘Holy shit, I have died and gone to heaven!’ Stanley thought to himself as he watched his stepmother sucking his cock.  She slid her mouth up and down the entire length of his hard shaft, taking all of it on every downstroke, her nose bumping gently against his abdomen every time.  Her soft, full lips were clamped tightly around the shaft as she ran her soft, wet tongue up and down the underside of his cock on every stroke.  She had one hand on his balls as she sucked his cock, squeezing and tugging on them firmly but gently as she sucked his cock. 

‘She definitely knows her way around a cock, that’s for sure!’ he thought to himself as he watched Wendy sucking on his.

It didn’t take long before he felt a familiar sensation in his balls, the first indication that his orgasm was building, and he could tell two things right away – it wasn’t going to take long for him to explode, and when he did it was going to be massive.

“I’m gonna cum!” he gasped, feeling his orgasm building much faster than ever before.

“MM-HMM!  MM-HMM! MM-HMM!” she urged without taking her mouth from his cock or slowing down in the least little bit.  If anything she sucked harder and picked up the pace, and it took no more than another ten seconds for her to make him cum.

“HNNNNGGGHHHH!” Stanley groaned through clenched teeth as his orgasm hit.  He clenched his hands into fists as his back arched, his cock exploding inside Wendy’s wet mouth like a hand grenade, blasting stream after stream of hot cum right into her mouth and down her throat.

“MMM-mmmmmmmmmm!” Wendy moaned as he came in her mouth.  She swallowed the first of his cum out of habit but didn’t swallow again, letting her mouth fill up with his cum as his cock pumped and throbbed on her tongue.  He came a lot, and it wasn’t long before her mouth was full to overflowing.  Just as a little bit of his cum leaked out of the side of her mouth his cock stopped pulsing on her tongue, spitting out the last little bit of his cum.  She pulled her mouth halfway up his cock and then grabbed the bottom half in her hand, pumping it firmly on the upstroke to push all of the cum in his cock out and into her mouth.  She slid her mouth slowly up his cock, sucking hard, sliding her lips over the sensitive head and kissing the tip twice when she slid her mouth free.  She sat back a little and looked at him, one hand still on his cock, a smile on her face.

“Wanna shee?” she said with her mouth full of his cum.  Without waiting for a reply she held her head back and opened her mouth showing Stanley her mouth full of his cum.  She lifted her tongue up through the pool of thick white liquid, letting it run off the sides, then ran her tongue through it several times, moaning with pleasure as she did.  Then she closed her mouth and swallowed, looking him in the eyes as she did.  She swallowed twice, then opened her mouth and showed him that his cum was indeed gone, down her throat and on its way to her stomach.

“See?  All gone!” she said, licking her lips.  She looked down at his cock and, seeing a stray drop of cum on the tip, leaned over and sucked it into her mouth, immediately swallowing it.

“You came a lot, Sport!” she said, grinning.  “I thought for a minute there that you were gonna drown me in jizz!  And man, did your jizz taste good!” she said, her eyes sparkling.

“That was amazing!” he said, meaning it. 

“Yeah, that’s the same thing your dad said when I sucked his dick for the first time, too,” she said, smiling.  “Like father, like son, I guess – only he didn’t cum anywhere near as much as you did!” she added.  She bent over and slid her mouth down onto his slowly softening cock, sliding her mouth up and down on it a few times, before slipping it from her mouth and standing up straight on her knees.

“C’mere, Sport,” she said, holding her hands out to him.  He sat up and took her hands, letting her pull him upright. Before he could say anything she slipped her arms around his neck and pulled him close, pressing her mammoth tits against his chest as she planted a lot, hot, wet, soul-searing French kiss on his lips.  He instinctively put his arms around her and pulled her close to him as well, feeling the firm mounds of her huge tits pushing against his chest.  She kissed as good as she sucked cock, her lithe, wet tongue snaking into his mouth to find his own.  Her lips were just as soft and full as they looked, and Stanley felt his cock responding as they kissed.

She held the kiss for nearly a full minute, and when she finally pulled her mouth from his Stanley was easily three-quarters erect again.  She looked down and laughed, then looked up at him with a big grin on her face, her brown eyes sparkling as she rested her arms on his shoulders, her hands clasped at the back of his neck.

“See, I told you I could get you hard again!” she said, proud of herself.

“I never doubted you for a moment!” Stanley said, returning her smile.

“You know I’m gonna fuck you before the night is over, right, Sport?” she asked, her voice soft.

“Yeah, I kinda figured that one out for myself,” he said, smiling.  “But there’s one thing I have to tell you before we go any further,” he said, getting ready to admit an unpleasant truth to her.

“You’re a virgin.  Yeah, I know,” she said, her voice soft.

“How did you know?” he asked, genuinely surprised.

“I can just tell,” she replied.  “Trust me, it’s no big deal!” she said, trying to reassure him.

“I just don’t want you to be disappointed with my…my lack of skills in the art of sex,” he said, telling her the truth.  “I really don’t know what I’m doing or how to really please a woman, so…” he said, Wendy speaking up and cutting him off.

“Don’t worry about it, Sport, really!” she said, looking deep into his eyes and giving him a reassuring smile.  “I’m the one who’s gonna be fucking you, remember?  So I’m the one who needs to have all the skills – and trust me when I tell  you that I have all the skills I need!” she said, her smile turning into a grin.

“Okay, I trust you,” he said, smiling.

“Good!  Now how about we get out of the jacuzzi, dry off, then go inside to your bedroom where you let me fuck you silly, okay?” she asked, her arms still on his shoulders with her hands at the back of his neck.  “Sound good to you, Sport?”

“Sounds great, Wendy!” he replied.

“Excellent!  Now let’s go!” she said.  She got out of the jacuzzi while Stanley got to his feet, both of them picking up a towel from the cart and quickly drying off.  Then she grabbed him by the hand and led him into the house and through the kitchen to the hallway, then down to his room, Stanley watching the big, rounded globes of her ample ass flexing and wiggling as she walked.  Once they were in his room she led him over to the bed, turned him around so that his back was to the bed, put her hands on his chest and pushed, making him sit down on the side of the bed.  She immediately dropped to her knees and spread his legs out wide, quickly moving in between them.  She took his semi-erect cock in her hand, looking at it and smiling before she looked up at him and spoke.

“This is gonna be such fun!” she said, her eyes sparkling as she pumped his cock in her hand.

To be continued…