The Adventures of an Upper Class Slut

[angelique127]

Isabelle was beyond caring if any of the staff observed what was happening at the pool. All she wanted was a nice hard cock in her married pussy, despite having Roger's just this morning. Isabelle was free to do what she wanted now ! Besides why would she pass up a perfect opportunity for some young nice looking hung stud to fuck her ! If it was up to her she would have a stable full of them to chose from ! Speaking of a stable, Isabelle had planned to visit her husbands vast and sprawling horse stable soon. She loved to ride horses and Carlton had just told her that he had hired a new stablemaster and she was just dying to meet him...

The blonde hot wife gasped when Kyle pulled her down and paused at the entrance of her pussy before filling her with his hard cock.

" Oh my God, young man ! You are so hard ! "

Kyle grunt and started to thrust inside the married slut who liked to show off her body whenever he cleaned the pool. This time she was going to get what she deserved. He lifted one leg while he slammed into her. Kyle gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to expode too soon. He was determined to make this last as long as possible. Besides a man should be considerate enough to make sure the woman cums first. It didn't take that long as he thought before the sexy married bitch whimpered and moaned and her cunt actually shuddered and spasmed as she gushed all over his dick ! There was no mistaken it. Kyle wasn't finished with her however, He withdrew and demanded that Isabelle turn over and get on her hands and knees. The young poolboy entered her from behind and took her doggystlye until he spilled his hot cum deep inside.

Isabelle enjoyed it so much that she came a second time !

Aterwards Kyle finished cleaning the pool while Isabelle basked in the afterglow, relaxing in the sun...she couldn't hardly wait until next Wednesday !

 

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Carlton arrived home from work just as Isabelle was coming in from the pool.

"Hello Darling!" she said as she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

She seemed to be in exceptionally good mood and Carlton was glad to see it because he was sure the news he was about to share wasn't going to make her happy at all.

"Honey, I have some bad news. I think we're going to need to reschedule our boating trip with the Millers. Carl Jr. had planned to go on a trip with his mother for his fall break but she backed out on him at the last minute and he's coming here to visit instead. I know you were looking forward to it and I'm so sorry."

Isabelle had always been nice to his kids but there was always some level of tension when they were around. It was understandable really. Even though Isabelle wasn't the reason for his first marriage ending, him getting remarried didn't thrill them and they had yet to warm up to Isabelle. He was hoping that a week alone with Carl Jr would get he and Isabelle past their issues and his kids would be more open to visiting him then they had been since the divorce.

Carlton was also happy Carl Jr was visiting because he genuinely worried about him. He'd always been painfully awkward with few friends. Carlton never really understood why. He was a reasonably attractive young man and was fit but he always seemed to be inside his own head and didn't relate to people very well. He actually kind of reminded him of Roger as a child before he went away to college then blossomed. He'd hoped Carl Jr would come into his own like Roger did one day.

"I believe he's planning on arriving mid-day tomorrow if that's ok. Again, I'm terribly sorry for the surprise visit." Carlton said as he looked at Isabelle hoping she wasn't too mad about it all.

 

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Isabelle was disappointed to hear that the boat trip had to be cancelled for the time being. She had so been looking forward to it, especailly since Carlton had become her cuckold. Mark Miller was certainly a handsome man with a very lovely and kinky wife. Isabelle wouldn't mind going topless wearing only a skimpy bikini while they covered each other with lotion and did more. Besides she had fond memories of her last boat ride on her honeymoon. On the other hand Carl Jr was another matter. Carlton's adult children had never really warmed up to her, perhaps because she was only a few years older than them and were devoted to their own mother. Carl Jr was eighteen and more or less a nerd or a geek, quiet and shy. Carla, her stepdaughter was a year older and a spoiled, entitled little bitch. They had never bonded, having nothing much in common except maybe shopping and spending daddies money.

" That's fine with me darling, although I was looking forward to competing in the bikini contest and winning the prize ! " Isabelle pouted. " But I'm sure that Carl Jr will enjoy his stay with us. "

Isabelle was already plotting in her mind about to have her next rendezous with Roger since they were not going on their pleasure cruise with the Millers. Perhaps they could meet at the poolhouse tonight after Carl fell asleep...

 

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As Carl Jr. packed to leave UGA in the morning for fall break he was depressed. He'd hoped his freshman year of college would be a chance to get away from all the ridicule and bullying he'd taken at his private prep school and finally find a girlfriend. Though he'd found a friend group and didn't really experience any of the ridicule and bullying at college finding someone to date had been elusive. It wasn't that he was at all unattractive. The abuse he'd taken in high school had left him painfully shy and he found even trying to talk to a girl he liked difficult. Ultimately, every time he tried to work up the nerve someone else would swoop in and take her before he could even say hi.

He really didn't know what to do at this point. His father never really seemed interested in anything but his grades and even though he'd scored a smoking hot trophy wife, he was far from a player that Carl Jr would ask for advice. He was starting to think he was just doomed to die a virgin.

Roger had finally heard back from Tim and Steve. They'd agree to do their annual tip there as long as he was able to arrange for a round of golf at a nice course and there'd be plenty of booze. Roger felt certain he would be able to accommodate them on both counts and then some. All the thought into gang banging Belle had him thinking about seeing if he could get her to sneak out tonight for another round in the pool house.

Finally tired of just thinking about it he pulled out is phone and texted her.

"Pool house tonight???"

 

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Isabelle was sitting at her lighted make up table brushing long blonde her hair. Carlton had fell asleep early as usual and was snoring. To be honest, she preffered it when he slept in the guest room.

[ Bing ]

She looked at her phone and it was a message from Roger. [ Poolhouse tonight ? ]

[ Yes be there in a little while. ]

This would be the third time today the blonde hotwife got fucked. Isabelle just couldn't get enough of hard cock and Roger was her favorite stud. Thank god he lived on the estate ! She put on lipstick and checked her reflection in the mirror. Isabelle chose a sheer nightgown and slipped into a pair of heels and left the house. Roger was waiting, naked on the sofa, stroking his cock. She posed in the doorway, letting him admire her body, then she shrugged the gown from her shoulders, letting it fall at her feet. Clad only in a pair of panties and heels Isabelle approached her stud muffin...

" Why don't you let me do that ? " Isabelle whispered taking his hard shaft in her soft hand. " Oh God if you only knew how much I love your cock ! "

 

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Roger watched as Isabelle rounded the pool toward the pool house. His cock like Pavlov’s dog responding to the sound of her heels on the pool deck.

“Oh God if you only knew how much I love your cock ! " she said as she wrapped her fingers around his cock. Roger’s hand moved from his cock to her hair.

“As much as you love Bijan’s and the pool boy’s cocks?” He asked as his fingers gripped her hair and pulled her mouth towards it. Roger stuffed his cock in her mouth before she could answer.

“Oh yeah, I saw you letting them fuck you like the slut you are. Now if you want me to fuck you and make you cum you better suck that cock well.” As Roger spoke he punctuated every few words with a deep thrust of his cock into Belle’s throat causing her to moan around his cock.

“Yeah, that’s a good girl. I can’t wait to fuck you in front of poor Carl. You want him to watch me fuck you?” He asked as he continued to ram his cock down her throat. Belle nodded her head as best she could then slipped her hand between her legs and rubbed her wet pussy.

Roger lifted her mouth off he cock then got up from the couch and led her over to the table laying her on her back across it.

“Now beg me to fuck you like the whore you are.”

 

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" Oh God Roger...please...fuck me...I'll do anything you want...if you want to fuck me in front of Carl...I will, he is nothing but a useless cuckold ! " Isabelle begged. Roger must have saw her with the pool boy today but how did he possibly know about Bijan ?

Roger smirked and rubbed his hard cock over her slick pussy lips but did not enter her yet, which drove her crazy !

Yes baby...I am a naughty slut...please...I just can't help it ! " Isbelle confessed, twisting underneath him, trying to impale herself on his dick. Her manicured fingernails dug into his broad shoulders as she arched her back...

 

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"You ARE a naughty little slut." he growled as he thrust his cock into her.

Belle moaned as he buried it deep inside her then grinded against her. Belle lay squirming on the table as he lifted her legs over his shoulders and forcefully grabbed her tits and started pumping his cock into her.

"It just doesn't seem like one man is enough for you is it?" he said in a low tone as he fucked her tight pussy. "I've got some friends visiting me in a couple weeks. I bet you'd want us to gang bang you like the whore you are wouldn't you."

At that point Belle was moaning too loud to reply but he knew the idea of getting fucked by multiple guys excited her because as she mentioned it she just moaned louder than reached between her legs and started to stroke her clit.

"Maybe we'll make that pathetic cuck watch then lick our cum off you."

When Belle heard this she started pressing back into him harder and her body began to shake. Roger could feel her muscles squeezing his cock as her orgasm started to rock her body and she cried out.

Walking around the table Roger pulled her head past the edge until it hung from the edge then guided his cock into her mouth. "We're going to fill all your holes." he said as he began to fuck her mouth. Belle's fingers returned to her wet pussy stroking it as he thrust his cock deep into her throat. His hands gripped her tits as he pinched in teased her nipples. Belle's back arched again as she brought herself to another orgasm just as Roger groaned and coated the back of her throat with his thick cum.

As he withdrew from her mouth and helped her up from the table Roger pulled her to his chest. "I think I'm going to like this new Belle even more than I did before." He held her there for a while longer before she had to slip back inside for the evening.

 

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Roger had drove her over the edge multple times and made her cream all over his hard cock while promising to share her with his friends, in front of her hubby. Isabelle couldn't wait until his friends came to visit. The hot slut wife was more than willing to entertain them and looked forward to it, especially since the the pleasure cruise with the Millers had been postponed this weekend. It would be the perfect opportunity to make Carlton her cuckold but this experience with Roger's friends could even be better.

Isabelle woke earlier than usual the next day. Carl Jr was supposed to arive this afternoon. He would be staying in the guest room during his stay. Isabelle didn't really mind her stepson staying at the estate, he was more or less a geek and she suspected he was a virgin, with limited experience with females. If he was anything like his daddy, Junoir probably had a little penis, unlike his uncle roger who was hung like a horse. Beta males were so easy to control and manipulate. Isabelle had caught Junior looking at her tits and ass several times during the wedding and knew he was definately interested in the opposite sex.

Like father like son...

 

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Carl Jr pulled into the driveway of his father’s estate just before noon for his fall break. The drive from UGA was pretty quick but he dreaded the thought of getting there before his father got home from work. He’d only met his wife a couple times but she seemed like all the other pretty girls at school who would rather not talk to him.

When he knocked the door she was there to greet him. As she opened the door he wasn’t quite sure what to call her. He certainly wasn’t going to call her mom.

“Hello ma’am.” He said as he stepped in.

Isabelle gave him a big hug trying to make him feel welcome. Carl Jr. Tentatively wrapped an arm around her as he enjoyed the sensation of her breasts pressed against his chest.

After exchanging pleasantries he went up to his room to put his bag away and rest for a couple minutes.

As he laid on his bed thoughts of Isabelle’s body pressed to his filled his mind fueling a fantasy in his mind that quickly resulted in an erection tenting his sweatpants as he lay their on his back.

 

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Isabelle gave her passive stepson, who was the spitting image of his father, a few minutes to settle in before going to his room to tell him lunch was ready. By now Carl Jr had probably discovered the 'surprise' she had purposely left on his bathroom sink. She knew most young men would be unable to resist sniffing a pair of a pretty females worn panties if he found them. Isabelle was aware that her virgin stepson fantasized about her, what young red blooded male wouldn't ? And his fantasies were about to come true...after he was caught in the act !

Fourtunately Carl Jr forgot to lock the door and she opened it without knocking. He had his one hand in his designer sweatpants, playing with his little dickie while the other held her scented panties against his nose. Just like Isabelle expected.

" Excuse me young man, just what do you think you are doing with my panties ? " she asked, placinng her hands on her hips pretending to be shocked by what she saw. " How shameful ! "

Carl Jr. was totally embarrassed about being caught and his cheeks turned bright red... " Oh I'm so sorry ma'am ...I found them on the bathroom sink and...and I didn't know they were yours ! "

" Really...who did you think they belonged too ? The maid perhaps ? "

" No...I mean yes...I thought they belonged to her. Please don't tell my father ! " Carl Jr. pleaded looking about ready to burst into tears.

Isabelle rolled her eyes, appearing to be disgusted by his behavior. " So I assume that you don't want me to tell him that his son is nothing but a pantie sniffer ? "

" Yes please don't tell him, I'll do anything ! I promise it won't happen again ! "

She seemed to consider it for a moment..." Okay I won't tell your father, he would be very dissapointed that his only son would be caught sniffing his stepmothers panties. "

" Oh thank you ma'am. "

" And please don't call me ma'am. I am not that old. You may refer to me as stepmother in the future. " Isabelle scolded. " Very well, but I think you still need to be punished. Perhaps some chores for me around here while your father is at the office. "

" Yes anything you say stepmother. "

" Good you can begin by doing my laundry after lunch. Besides it is the maids day off. and since you like panties so much you can wear a pair of mine. And don't let me catch you playing with your little pecker again unless I give you permission. Do you understand ? "

Carl Jr. nodded.

Isabelle had big plans for her new panty boy. Carl Sr. often worked twelve hour days at the office so junior might as well make himself useful. She planned to teach him how to eat her pussy whenever she wanted during the day when her husband was gone...

 

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As his stepmother closed the door Carl Jr sat there on his bed bewildered at what just happened. "Did she just demand that I wear her panties" he thought to himself as he stared at her lace panties in his hand. He felt like maybe he was setup. After all, why would her panties be in his bathroom sink. In the end, it didn't matter though. She had him by the balls and unless he wanted his father to cut him off he had to do what she said.

Slowly he stripped off his sweats and underpants then slid her panties on. He didn't think they'd fit at first but was surprised as they stretched around his hips. The lace was a little itchy but they did feel kind of sexy he had to admit to himself before pulling his sweats back on and going down for lunch.

As he ate he avoided eye contact with his step mother as much as he could. The embarrassment of being caught was almost more than he could stand. At this point he just wanted to crawl into a hole somewhere and die.

After lunch he went to her closet and retrieved her clothes then went to the laundry room to do her wash as she'd asked. There wasn't much there but he separated it and washed it just like his mom had taught him. He emerged two hours later with everything folded nicely and brought it up to her room and set it on the bed making sure to have her panties stacked in the middle so he wasn't mistaken for playing with them again.

 

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Isabelle was satisfied with the way her passive stepson did her laundry and folded it neatly. He might just make a good little servant with a little specialized training.

" Thank you young man. You did a very good job, even better than my maid ! " she complimented him on his ability. Carl Jr nodded but did not meet her eyes, waiting to see if his stepmother had anymore chores for him to do. Isabelle sat in the chair and crossed her legs, aware that he couldn''t resist sneaking a quick glance of her shapely legs. This was might be easier than she thought. Carl Jr. was definantly interested in the opposite sex and in her preciously. Isabelle wondered what kind of porn he liked to look at, as most young men did these days.

" Well, do you have a girlfriend at school ? "

Carl Jr. shook his head no, indictating that he didn't. That was what Isabelle assumed, he appeared very shy and not aggressive, just like his father was. To tell the truth he wasn't that bad looking except for those geeky glasses he wore. " Have you ever thought of getting a pair of contacts ? " she asked.

" No ma'am...I mean no stepmother. "

" Have you ever had a girlfriend ? " Isabelle inquired.

" Once, but she broke it off after a couple of days. " Carl Jr. admitted.

" Did you even kiss her first ? "

" Yes but only on the cheek...she wouldn't permit me to kiss her on the lips. " Carl Jr. confessed.

" Oh you poor thang... maybe she wanted you to be a little more aggressive, if you know what I mean ? "

" Maybe. " her young stepson seemed rather uncomfortable engaging in this converation with her. He continued to stand there with his hands folded over his crotch. Isabelle guessed that he probably had an erection again.

" Well, don't worry, I'll teach you what girls like in the next two weeks. But I think your first lesson should be the art of giving a pedicure. My toe nails so need some attention ! Why don't you be a gentleman and fetch my polish and things off my dresser ? " Carl Jr. obeyed immediately. Isabelle was pleased with how eager he was. Soon Junior was kneeling at her feet...

" Don't be shy...you may take off my shoes ! "

Junior didn't hesitate. Her toe nails were already painted pink. " I think I prefer red this time. Don't forget to put the cotton balls between my toes before you use the polish remover. " She instructed, as she slowly re crossed her legs again letting him see up her short skirt and having a glimpse of panty...

 

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The idea of his stepmother helping with girls was more than appealing to Carl Jr. Surely someone as hot as her could tell him what women wanted and how to get them.

When she asked him to paint her nails he was eager to do it for her in hopes of pleasing her. He'd painted his mother's toes plenty of times after the divorce to try to make her feel better so he was more than confident in his skills.

Slipping her shoes off he kneeled at her feet catching a glimpse of her panties as she re-crossed her legs. God he would give anything to bury his face between her legs he thought as he took out the nail polish remover and stripped the pink polish from her nails. When he was done he pulled up the bench from her makeup stand and took a seat placing her feet on his lap.

"Maybe a foot massage before I paint them." he offered pressing his hands firmly into the bottom of her feet. His mom always liked his foot massages so he felt like his stepmother would also.

Junior worked his hands over her feet paying attention to how she responded and letting that guide where he spent more time massaging.

 

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Isabelle sighed in contentment, the foot massage she was getting from her stepson was just wonderful. Her feet were often sore from wearing high heels alot, even around the house they had become second nature. Carl Jr. seemed to be very experienced knowing just what place to touch. And she didn't mind that he kept sneaking peeks up her short skirt. In fact Isabelle deliberately parted her thighs to give Junior a glimpse of heaven.

" Oh my that feels so good, you are an expert at giving foot massages ! Where have you been all my life, young man ? "

Carl Jr. smiled and continued to magge her foot.

" Why, if any of the young girls knew you were so talented, you would have to beat them away with a stick. " Isabelle commented, thinking about some other 'talents' she planned to teach him. " Are you looking up my skirt ? "

" No...I mean yes. To be honest it's hard not too. " Carl Jr admitted, knowing that he was guilty.

" Do you see something that you like ? "

" Yes ma'am. " Junior was getting bolder and seemed more comfortable around her now and not so shy.

" Well maybe if you are do an excellant job on my toes I will give you a nice reward. " Isabelle promised, bending her other knee back and lifting her leg up, giving him an excellant view of her pussy in her sheer panties.

" Have you ever pleased a female by licking her pussy ? " Isabelle asked, already knowing the answer. " All the females I know love to have their pussies eatten. "

Carls Jr. eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head behind his glasses ! Time seemed to stand still for a moment...

Isabelle giggled having her virgin stepson under her spell and then spread her legs placing them over both of the arm rests of the chair, displaying herself. " Are you ready for your first lesson ? "

Her stepson just nodded unable to take his eyes off of the prize...

" Come closer, then and take those silly glasses off, you won't need them. " she instructed. Carl Jr. did as he was told and moved his face within inches of her splayed legs. " Now remember, young man, there is no need to rush. Tell me, how do you like the scent of pussy ? " she asked, pulling him by the hair and pressing his nose into her wet pantied cunt...

 

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Carl Jr. really couldn't believe this was all happening as he found himself inches from her panties. He drew in a long breath through his nose savoring the scent of his stepmother's pussy just inches from his face.

Taking off his glasses he folded them up and set them aside. "There's no sense being timid now." he told himself as reached up under her short skirt and slipped his fingers beneath the sides of her panties and started to pull them down.

Isabelle lifted slightly off her seat allowing them to pass. She seemed to enjoy his growing boldness.

As he slipped her panties past her heals he leaned in closer as she spread her thighs wider for him. He may not have done this before but he'd watched more than his share of porn on the internet and he felt like he knew exactly what to do.

"Like this?" he asked as he spread her labia wide and ran his tongue over her clit.

His question was met with only a soft moan as she ran her fingers through his hair.

Carl Jr. lapped at his stepmother's pussy like a man starved at first but seemed to calm as her moans soothed his nerves. Slipping two fingers into her he began to stroke his fingers deep into her as his tongue worked across her clit. He could feel her wetness building allowing his fingers to slide into her more easily.

"I think I'm getting the hang of it." he said looking to his stepmother for approval before returning to his work between her perfectly toned thighs.

His hard cock ached as it strained against the seem of his pants. It wasn't long before his free hand made it into his sweats and he began stroking it's length as he ate his stepmother's pussy.

 

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My goodness where did my stepson learn to please a lady, Isabelle thought to herself. For a virgin he was a natural pussylicker, and alot better than his father !

" I think I'm getting the hang of it. "

" Oh yes dear, you are doing very good ! " Isabelle moaned, beginning to move her hips slowly up and down on his eager tongue. She was aware that Carl Jr. had slipped his hand down into his sweatpants and was playing with his stiffy inside his silky panties that she insisted he wear as punishment.

" Don't you dare make a little 'messy' without my permission ! " she warned him. wanting to be in total control of her new boy toy. " Mmmm...that feels sooo good ! Do you like eatting your stepmothers pussy ? "

" Oh yes, I do ! "

Isabelle still gripping his hair suddenly stopped him and gracefully turned over. She pulled her ass cheeks apart with her fingers, wanting him to give her a rim job..." Please don't be shy, young man, lick me from top to bottom. "

She was close to the edge and was expecting her stepson to obediantly lick up all her cum like a good boy...

 

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Junior had seen this act on the internet too. As his stepmother spread her cheeks he dove in and ate her ass like his favorite flavor of ice cream.

As his tongue moved back down to her folds he slipped his thumb in her ass and she let out a moan like he’d never heard before.

“Is that ok?” He asked not sure if he hurt her.

She didn’t answer though. Before he new it her pussy was spasming on his tongue and a rush of fluid came out. It scared him at first but then he realized she was ok then lapped it up eagerly.

As she lay limp on the bed he was worried that he was in trouble for what he made her do. “Are you ok?” He asked sitting on the bed next to her.

 

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" Are you okay ? "

" Oh yes...that was simply wonderful ! " Isabelle answered basking in the afterglow until she recovered her senses. She turned over and saw that he was sitting there on the bed looking concerned for her welfare but still had a noticable bulge in his sweatpants. " For being a virgin you are really quite talented with your tongue. Why don't you stand up and take off your sweat pants. "

Again Carl Jr. eagerly did as he was told. His penis was erect inside his panty and was slightly bigger than his fathers. Although Isabelle preferred well hung studs of at least seven inchs or more it wasn't everyday that she got to take a young mans virginity. She began to fondle his dickie through his panty and gently cupping his tight balls. He groaned in satisfaction, enjoying his first handjob by a female. If anything the feel of the silky panties made the sensation all that much better. Carl Jr. had been warned not to make a little 'messy' without permission first but this was proving to be very difficult to do...

" Please stepmother, I think I'm going to have an accident ! "

" Then I may have to punish you... "

" How would you punish me ? " Carl Jr. asked fighting for control.

" I may have to make you wear a little cock cage until you learn to control yourself. " Carl knew what a cock cage was from viewing femdom websites on the internet. They were used on mostly on cuckold boyfriends or husbands. Carl Jr. didn't think that he would like that and did his best not to have a messy, but it wasn't easy, Isabelle was very skilled at giving hand jobs !

Isabelle brought him to the edge, then mercifully backed off. She enjoyed his suffering but admired his stamina, at least for the moment...

She pulled his panty down and leaned back on the bed and spread her legs. With a crook of her manicured finger she motioned for him to come here. Carl Jr didn't waste anytime mounting his beautiful blonde stepmother. Not in his wildest dreams did he ever think he he would be here, on top of her and about to lose his virginity.

Isabelle decided to prolong his anticipation, " Do you promise not to tell your daddy ? "

" No , never...I promise I won't tell anyone ! " the young virgin promised, eager to enter her pussy. Instead he just rubbed his stiff penis up and down on her trimmed bush in the meantime...

 

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Carl Jr. had fantasized about this moment for almost a decade. Though in real life he was far from it, in his fantasies he was bold, confident and dominant like the men in all the videos he'd seen. He closed his eyes and manifested the character so carefully constructed in his mind over those long years and thrust into his stepmother.

She might have noticed, had she been paying attention, the look on his face change from shy and unsure to one of wanton lust. He reached up and wrapped his hand around her throat as too took out all those years of frustration on his stepmother's pussy.

He'd always imagined how good it would feel to finally have sex but nothing had prepared him for the reality of it. That silky feel of her wetness lubricating his thrusts, her muscles tightening around him amplifying the sensation. It was far better than he'd ever dreamed of.

Isabelle wrapped her legs around his as he pounded into her. Her fingers clawing at his chest as her body began to quake then erupt as waves of pleasure washed over her. Her wild moans urged him on and before he knew it he was quickly approaching his own overwhelming orgasm.

Not wanting to impregnate his stepmother he quickly pulled out of her and let fly stream after stream of his thick cum across her stomach and tits. As he laid gasping beside her his senses returned to him and the reality of what he'd just done came crashing down on him.

"Was that ok?" he asked meekly desperately wanting her approval.

 

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" Was that okay ? "

" Hmmm... yes, you were perfect ! " Isabelle sighed, feeling content after her orgasm. Her stepson had surprised her with his eagerness and endurence, despite his rather small penis. Not to mention the way he got her off using his tongue. While she often rendevoused with Roger in the poolhouse or the guesthouse when her stud was available for some big hard cock, she now had her devoted stepson to eat her pussy during the day. And Carl Jr. was quite talented at it...

Nevertheless it was time to make sure the the cook prepared dinner for Carl Sr. got home. He would be glad to see his son was staying with them during fall break. Just then Isabelle realized that Junior never finished polishing her toenails and giving her a pedicure...oh well perhaps tomorrow !

Isabelle planned to invite Roger to dine with them this evening. She remembered that he was inviting a couple of his buddies over this weekend and couldn't wait to meet them...

 

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Junior sensed that his stepmother was done with him so he pulled up his pants and scurried off to his room. Up until now he'd thought she was a total bitch and he couldn't believe how quickly that changed in one afternoon. He laid in his bed thinking about her while he waited for his dad to come home from work.

Roger was wrapping things up for the day when he realized he was supposed to join Carl and Belle in the main house for dinner since his nephew was visiting for fall break. Roger always found him a weird little dude and it was kind of funny how he followed Roger around like a puppy. He got it though. Compared to his father Roger probably seemed like the coolest guy in the world but Carl didn't exactly set the bar too high.

After the previous night in the pool house Roger had been looking forward to his friends coming by and having some fun but the late arrival of his nephew threatened to throw a wrench into the gears he'd set it motion. He knew Carl was a beta cuck but he might object if his son was around so he hoped he'd be heading back to school early in the weekend and not staying until Sunday.

Roger stepped out of the guest house and walked the short distance to the back doors of the main house. As he entered he saw Belle buzzing about getting things set as Junior sat at the table quietly.

"What's up man." Roger said as he walked past messing up Junior's hair. "Getting any pussy?"

Roger always found it amusing how flustered Junior would get when he asked him about his sex life but he also felt like it was his job to sort of push him along.

Juniors eyes darted around nervously looking to see if his stepmother was within earshot. "A little." he said satisfied she probably wasn't there to hear. He couldn't believe how liberating it was to finally be able to say yes to Roger's constant questioning about his sex life.

"Oh yeah? Some hot little freshman?" Roger said pressing him for more details just as Belle re-entered the dining room.

"No, she's a little older." he answered evasively.

"Nice. Hey Belle, Junior's getting him some." he said trying to embarrass Junior a little.

 

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" Nice. Hey Belle Junior's getting him some. " Roger teased his nephew.

Isabelle almost spilled her wine, feeling her cheeks flush suddenly. She doubted that if Roger or Carl, for that matter, ever found out to who the older lady really was, they would not approve. It was a secret between Carl Jr. and her or at least she hoped. The last thing Isabelle wanted was another family scandal, despite her husband now being a cuckold. " Congratulations Carl Jr...you are now a man, like your uncle. " Isabelle recovered, hoping it was an appropriate thing to say. Just then Carl Sr. joined them in the dining room for the evenings formal dinner, gretting his wife with a kiss her her cheek and then giving his son a big hug. " Hello, boy, so good to see you ! How are you doing at school ? "

Carl sat down at the table, giving his brother only a nod, otherwise ignoring him. Isabelle could feel the tension between them lately and wondered what what happen if Carl ever found out that she was sleeping with his brother and on their wedding day ! He probably would not divorce her since she had already made him a cuck but Carl would not be pleased about it. Nevertheless Isabelle thought she could handle it if and when the secret ever came out. Why shouldn't the entitled lady of the house have a stud muffin on the side and a stepson who was willing to give her pleasure ?

Once everyone was seated Isabelle rang her bell, summoning Maria, the maid to serve dinner. Everyone was silent while the young pretty latina bent over exposing her full breasts and round ass in her short skirt while placed the plates full of food and poured the wine in their glasses, especailly Carl Jr. Isabelle insisted that her chauffuer and her domestic servant always wore the proper uniform as was required for their position.

The dinner conversation mostly centered around Carl Jr. and his grades and his non existant socail life and his boarding school. Isabelle was relieved that no further mention was made of the older lady who took his cherry. She glanced and winked at Roger when no one else was looking, knowing he was undressing her with his eyes. Isabelle loved being the center of attention.

" So Roger dear...tell us more about your friends who will be joining us this weekend. " Isabelle inquired...

 

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Roger looked over at Grace when she asked the question. He knew exactly why she was interested and he loved the fact that she'd obviously been thinking about it.

"They're just some friends from college." he said setting his wine glass back down on the table. "Every year we get together for a weekend. We'd been going to Vegas for the last several years but we decided to change it up since Vegas is so expensive. With work, I don't have a ton of time to travel so they agreed to come here."

Roger knew even though Belle had Carl wrapped around her finger he would put up some stiff resistance to sharing her with his brother. This is where it would require more than just them showing up to make it all work.

"We usually have a poker game if you want to get it on it Carl." Roger said trying to bait him. There were a couple things he knew for sure about Carl 1) he couldn't resist a poker game and 2) he was terrible at it. He planned to exploit both of these points.

"I'd love to. What are the stakes typically?"

"Game, Set and Match" Roger thought to himself "Usually a $5k buy in." he said knowing Carl wouldn't flinch at that number.

"Count me in." he said before shoveling another fork full of food into his mouth.

 

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Isabelle was surprised that Carl was going to actually play poker with Roger and his friends. Her husband had few vices but knew he enjoyed gambling once in a while and often did sports betting at the local casino. They hadn't went to the casino since they were married and Isabelle enjoyed going there herself and she made a mental note to ask him to take her there in the near future. Isabelle could spend hours playing the slots and liked roulette. Carl asked his son how long he was planing to stay and Junior said that he was going to leave Friday to go back to school to play in a Dungeons and Dragons game with fellow students. Isabelle had hoped that he would stay a little longer, she loved to have her naughty pussy licked by her eager stepson. Oh well there was always her maid, Maria to perform her duties during the day. Besides Isabelle couldn't wait to meet Roger's friends this weekend...she was looking forward to being the perfect hostess !

Maria came in to clear the table for dessert. Isabelle watched while she lingered over Roger, bending over like she did in front of him. She could have sworned that he touched her ass under the table and she smiled before moving on to Carl Jr. and doing the same thing. The only male who appeared not to be interested was her husband who was oblivious to the whole thing. Isabelle didn't want to jump to conclusions but she noticed Roger paying alot of attention to her loyal pretty maid lately...in a way she didn't really blame him, Maria was very good looking blessed a nice body...

After collecting the dishes Maria went back into the kitchen placing some in the dishwasher. From the doorway Roger and Carl Jr. had a perfect view of her bending over again and could see that the latina maid wasn't wearing any panties..