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Step Mommy phone sex with a sticky ending!

Step Mommy phone sex is something that has always gotten the juices flowing for me.  On this particular night, we’d just come from touring a college in the area.  The hotel booking had been messed up, and we ended up sharing a room and a bed.  We were both tired, and the hotel room was thick with the kind of silence that made my ebony skin tingle. There was a sexual tension so thick that you could have cut it with a knife. It was about 1 AM I had been lying there for what felt like hours. I listened to my stepson Brandon’s steady breathing, the rise and fall of his chest just inches away from me.

He seemed to be asleep. His body was relaxed, but I couldn’t shake the way my body was reacting to his presence, the way my ebony pussy clenched just thinking about how close we were. I turned towards him, onto my side, and that’s when I saw it. His hand was wrapped around his thick, hard cock, stroking slowly and lazily. His cock was already hard as a rock.  Fuck, this was hot, watching him give into his raw, unfiltered needs. His lips parted just enough to let out a quiet moan. I should’ve looked away. I should’ve let him finish in peace. But I didn’t. I reached out, my fingers brushing against his wrist before I wrapped my hand around his shaft. His eyes flew open, wide with shock, but before he could protest, I leaned in and took him into my mouth.

Step Mommy phone sex dreams come to life.

“Oh fuck, Mommy Camille!” His hips jerked, his hard cock hitting the back of my throat, as I moaned around him. I hollowed my cheeks, sucking him deep, while my tongue was swirling around the thick vein on the underside of his shaft. He tasted like sin and temptation. “You like that?” I pulled back just enough to smirk up at him. “You been jerking off thinking about Mommy, baby?” He groaned, his fingers tangling in my hair, guiding me back down. His Step-Mommy phone sex dream was happening, “Fuck, yes,” he screamed. I took him deeper, my throat relaxing around his cock as I swallowed around the tip. His thighs trembled, his breath coming in as ragged gasps. I pulled off with a wet pop, licking my lips before I crawled up his body, my tits brushing against his chest.

“You wanna fuck Mommy?” I whispered, grinding my ebony pussy against his thigh. “Or you wanna taste this pussy first?” Brandon’s eyes told me he was hungry. “I wanna taste you,” he growled, flipping me onto my back before I could react. He didn’t waste time. His mouth was on my black pussy in seconds, with his tongue dragging through my folds, and his fingers spreading me open. I gasped, my back arching off the bed as he licked me like he was starving. “That’s it, baby,” I panted, my voice thick with need. “Lick that pussy like you mean it.” He groaned against me, the vibrations sending a jolt straight to my clit. I came with a cry, my thighs trembling as I rode out the orgasm, my juices dripping down his chin.

I wanted that cock!

“Enough,” I gasped, pushing him away by his shoulders. “I need to feel that dick inside me.” Brandon didn’t need to be told twice. He flipped me onto my hands and knees. His hands gripped my hips as he lined himself up. I pushed this ebony ass back against him until he was buried balls deep. “Fuck!” he groaned. I started throwing that black pussy back to him, slow at first, my hips rolling in deep, sensual circles. But then I lost control, my body took over as I bounced on his cock.  He met me stroke for stroke, his hips slapping against my ass, the sound of skin on skin filled the room. “Fuck, you feel so good,” he grunted, his fingers sliding around to stroke my clit. “Take that dick, Camille.” I moaned, my pussy clenching around him as another orgasm built. “Harder,” I begged. “Fuck me harder.”

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