The Phone

You arrived home after a long day at work to see that your stepson and his fiancée are visiting your wife, his mom.

You enter, greet everyone, and sit at the table for pizza. Eating, you half pay attention to the conversation while steering it toward your, Nicks, and his fiancées alma maters college football team. Nick, you ask the 6 foot 6 red headed Italian American, do you think this transfer portal is gonna kill us going into spring practice?

You notice his gaze drifting to his fiancées cleavage. Erin Finley, the buxom blonde, is a full 18 inches shorter than Nick, but her boobs look as big as her head on her petite frame. You cut your eyes, hoping Tawny didnt catch you scoping out your future daughter in laws beautiful tits.

Nick responds about the team. You chat football for another 10 to 20 minutes before the young couple leaves.

A few minutes later you flop on the couch beside your beautiful wife. Leaning to kiss her forehead, your hand hits a phone Nicks. You suggest texting Erin, but Tawny says, Oh no, its fine. I used my upgrade to get Nick a new phone and took his old one.

Youre upset Nick just got this one three months ago after losing or breaking eight others. Tawny downplays it. This pisses you off; she isnt this generous with her daughter or your kids from your first marriage.

You calm down, explaining it probably wasnt best to take his phone just for the newest upgrade, reminding her there are five others on the plan.

She dismisses it: Nick has a demanding career that requires a good phone. You fire back, Yeah, but Nick had no problem buying an engagement ring that cost as much as my truck.

Tawny kisses your cheek. Love does that to a young man, remember? But as his mom, its important I dont let him fail on stuff we can help with.

You settle in for mindless TV. You notice she still has all his media and old texts on the new phone.

That night you curl up in bed, playing with your wifes massive boobs, lightly teasing her nipples as you pull her back into your chest and grind your bare cock against her ass crack. You kiss, tease, and make out passionately.

You flip her on her back, kissing down her neck, shoulders, arms nibbling fingers, then up the undersides. You kiss, bite, and suck her chest, still lightly teasing nipples, repeating on the other arm.

You move to her rib cage, navel, pubic mound. Without touching her glistening pussy, you work her inner hips and legs massaging, kissing, biting, stretching glutes, sucking each toe seductively before switching legs.

You rest both feet on your back and plunge your mouth onto her waiting pussy, darting your tongue in and out, lapping her wetness. You suck her lips, grind her clit between teeth and tongue.

As she moans and writhes, you slide your wet thumb into her ass. She yelps, screams, and squirts on your face.

She begs for your big hard cock. You slide up, knees over your shoulders, inching in slowly, driving her wild as she claws your back.

Fully submerged, you give counter clockwise grinds, then clockwise, drilling her sex. She screams, FUCK MY PUSSY! RAIL ME WITH YOUR BIG DICK!

You pound her cunt like a bitch, her glorious boobs bouncing wildly. Finally you pull out and cum all over her belly. You slap her round ass, change the sheets, and sleep.

The next morning you go to set her alarm but realize you dont have the passcode. You kiss her forehead, get the code, set the time, notice the volumes of nudes and videos of Erin, Nick, and others, then leave for work.