She smirked and rocked her hips forward, pressing the length of her cock up into his face, making him all but moan in a sudden impending desire for more of her.

"Yeah it is…" She took it in her own hands, brushing his aside and angled it, pressing the lightly coloured tip of her black cock against his pouted lips, his eyes going wide as he realised her intentions, "Remember your first lesson, baby?"

He did. He let his jaw drop, then had to force it wide as she pressed her hips forward, a moan escaping her lips as she felt her cock sink into the wet heat of his small mouth.

"Oh honey that’s so good, come on, give me what I want, treat me right, yeah…"

Spurred on by her words his desire rose, he started to suck on the thick cock head that was now making its home in his mouth and he soon felt himself pressing his tongue against it out of curiosity, wanting to experience it and learn everything he could.

To his surprise he wasn’t as hard as he thought, while overall the length was hard and steely, the outside was soft and silky, the tip of her cock could be depressed by his tongue as he poked at it and swirled it around, the skin on the tip of her cock the softest he had ever felt.

"Mm, fuck, I knew you’d like it, you little slut, gods that feels so good." Cassandra moaned, reaching up to lift her shirt up over her head, casting it aside. Her figure wasn’t as tight as it had once been, her stomach with a bit of softness to it, but she was on the whole still confident in herself, though her breasts were less firm than she once had enjoyed, so for now at least she kept her bra on, the fullness of her breasts well displayed in the half cup underwear.

"Yeah use your tongue more…" she urged, working her hips slowly forward and back, making her wide tip drag across his tongue and caved in cheeks, each time she did so her crown briefly breaking the seal of his lips, drawing a lewd sucking noise out of him, to her glee.

To her glee he complied and she felt him doing his absolute best to pleasure her thick cock, his tongue working in an amateur but still wonderful way around her tip and length whenever she pressed deeper in, her hands moved to her jeans, undoing the button to relieve some of the tightness still present around her cock, letting the jeans and her underwear move a few inches down her thighs, just enough room for her to free her heavy smooth nuts which she cupped and squeezed, loving how they felt.

Before long she had her lips parted, moans escaping with each breath as she looked down at the boy, at Sam, hardly able to see him for the likeness of his mother. She could only imagine him as a younger version of her, skin smoother, body more supple and lithe, lacking curves above his waist maybe, but his body new and inexperienced, ready for her and, for the next two weeks at least, hers alone.

Even as his jaw grew sore, his eyes looking up at her half-lidded, clearly displaying the lust he felt, he felt nothing but a growing desire for her and what she meant for him. She might have been his stepmom, his mother's lover and life partner, but to him here and now she represented everything he could be, everything he wanted to be. His chance and first step.

He moved his hands up and Cassandra gasped in surprise as she felt his hands slide under the cups of her bra to freely hold and support her soft breasts, his fingers seeking out and squeezing her hard dark nipples, playing with them, teasing them, enhancing her pleasure as she fucked his pretty little mouth.

"Oooh fuck honey, you’re going to be such a good fucking girlfriend to women like me," she grinned, "all fucking women like me, aah fuck, suck it, yeah just like that, mm, you’re going to be such a good little slut for so many girls."

She reached around behind her and quickly undid the clasp to her bra, shrugging it off her shoulders and casting it aside where it landed half on the table. She then reached up and gripped his hands in hers, holding them tight to the fullness of her breasts, letting the soft flesh press against and between his fingers.

Panting hard she felt her pleasure rise, the boy was just too cute, so slutty and eager to please her black cock, so quickly corrupted, she loved it, "F-fuck, Sammy, baby, you’re gonna make me cum, do you want that huh? Ah, ah do you want to taste my hot fucking cum?"

He couldn’t respond, but he didn’t need to, the way he continued to worship the thick tip and steely length of her cock was all the confirmation that she needed to know he was hungry to taste her seed.

Eagerly she pumped her hips forward and back, loving how his soft pink lips looked stretched around her cock, his hands still kneading her breasts as she felt her balls tighten, the pleasure overwhelming as she began to cum.

"A-ah fuck! Sammy yesss!" she cried out, head tilted back, hips pushed forward as far as she could, the boy making a series of wet choking noises, his cheeks flushed as her cock poured cum into his mouth and throat, forcing him to swallow it.

Gasping and whimpering she worked her hips forward and back, spending her load deep in her new toys mouth, pulling back only after the first few pulses far enough to spend the rest of her heavy load onto his tongue.

Sam moaned out as he felt the thick hot liquid spill in rope onto his tongue, the taste wasn’t anything to write home about, but the sensations that came with it, the knowledge that he’d made her cum, that she’d used him for pleasure made him squirm in delight as he swallowed.

After a few long moments, her breath heavy and laboured, she leaned back, leaving just the tip of her slowly softening cock in his mouth, panting hard as she looked down at him both of them satisfied, but expectant.

"Oh… Oh my gods…" she laughed a little, biting her lip as she drew her tip out of his pursed lips, a soft pop sounding out as she moved up, resting her thick semi-hard cock across his face, pressing her balls to his mouth with he obligingly kept open, tongue working over the smooth sack, weighing and tasting each heavy nut, "You’re such a good little slut aren’t you? Fuck."

Sam blushed as he sucked and kissed her chocolate nuts, as if thanking them for the gift they’d given him, "Mmfm…"

"Yeah I know sweety, you wanted me to fuck you and christen your new ass-pussy," she smirked and reached down, stroking a hand through his lovely hair, his hands gliding down her body to rest on her hips, her breasts rising and falling with her breathes, no longer supported by his hands, "Don’t worry, we’ll fuck when we go to bed, my bed, our bed, you sleep with me now."

With another muffled moan he nodded cutely, knowing his fate and looking forward to every single second of it.

Cassandra had promised him everything he wanted and, over the next two weeks, she more than delivered.

While he maintained his masculinity to a point, refusing her offer of becoming a woman like her, she’d certainly done a number on him.

That first night, still on cloud nine after sucking his first ever cock she had guided him upstairs, bent him over and pounded a new life into him, though her size and his inexperience had been an issue getting started, as the nights went by she taught him everything she could, training him to take her cock to the hilt, making him practice on her cock until his gag reflex was gone, teaching him every position, every hint and sign that a girl was interested in him, how to walk, act talk and flirt, even setting him a small workout routine focusing on his bubbly ass.

His wardrobe had changed, albeit subtly, the jeans tighter and more form-fitting, the shirts too clinging a little tighter to his body. Cassandra taught him that he was beautiful and had a body worth showing off, especially if he was trying to attract girls like him.

And that in itself, had worked. While he’d toyed with the idea of his friends, now able to more easily identify which of the girls were packing heat they’d all felt too close to him, too much like friends to take that leap to the next step like he had initially planned.

He’d been getting nervous, wondering if, when his mom got back, the flow of sex would cease, but, when he had been out with Cassandra at the mall getting his nails manicured the woman who had been doing his, a woman with short black hair and delicate Asian features had slipped him her number, asking him out on a date.

He’d gone out with her, Jin she was called and that night she had ended up back at his and he had shown her everything he had learned.

Cassandra had sat downstairs, a wide grin on her face as she watched TV, realising for the first time just how much the house carried the sounds of a hard, desperate fucking and she knew she'd be seeing a lot of this Jin. She'd be back every night to experience what she'd help create.

Though, listening to them, she realised they'd be competing for volume. A competition she was quite looking forward to.

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