Chapter 5

Evan finds out just how far women will go for a piece of him.

Evan stared at the thoroughly-fucked face of his unconscious stepmother, still intertwined with him in the small spoon position as the last of his orgasm dripped into her unprotected pussy. Like every other woman he’d inseminated, her mind had shut down while her body had been overwhelmed by the resulting orgasmic release. Now that she was no longer clinging to him, he pulled out and lay on his back. What had he done? Celia had probably joined him in his bed as she did the previous night, just wanting to be held while concerned about her husband’s status, and Evan had taken advantage of her! Then he took another look and saw that, unlike the other night, she was completely naked. Had she taken advantage of him while he slept, then?

He gave her a jostle. “Mom!”

Her eyes flickered and her face softened as she saw him. “Oh, Evan, that was amazing...” She moved a shaky hand to his cheek but he pulled back.

“How did this happen, Mom? I was asleep.”

She blushed and looked away. “I’m sorry ... I couldn’t stop myself. It’s like I’ve fallen in love with you ... it’s different than your father, though, more ... primal?” She looked back at him and then her soft, brown eyes moved down his body toward...

He grabbed the sheets and pulled them up. “I understand, but we can’t do this again. I’ll do what I can to help you get over this ... obsession.” All this because he’d tried to dose... “Shannon ... Mom, Shannon walked in on us.”

Her eyes widened. “Shannon? Oh, no ... how could I...?” She covered her mouth with her hand, paused a moment, and then got out of the bed on unsteady legs. “I’ll have to apologize to her but I don’t know if she’ll forgive me.”

“Because of Dad?”

She gave him a pained look. “Good night, Evan ... I’m sorry.” Then she was gone.

Back in her room, Celia lay on her bed, trying to fall back asleep but distracted by the strange warmth of Evan’s sperm radiating out from the depths of her vagina. Her nipples still felt so hard ... she gave one a tentative squeeze, gasped, and then moved a hand down between her legs to slip a finger inside her engorged vulva. “Mmn...” she moaned as she felt some of Evan’s warm sperm on her finger. It had been weeks since she’d made love to her husband, but even during their best sex it hadn’t come close to the overwhelming sensation of her stepson cumming deep inside her. “Ohh...” she gasped as her insides twitched at the remembrance. She pulled her finger out and looked at the white-slicked digit ... her mind was trying to tell her something important but it couldn’t quite register in her pleasure-boiled brain. She moved her fingers back down to play with her clit, arching her back as she brought herself to one final orgasm as the deepest of her stepson’s dangerous sperm gathered at her spasming cervix. As she fell asleep with a satisfied smile, the seed that managed to penetrate her womb searched for their forbidden quarry.

Evan almost didn’t go into work, but then remembered that his bullying boss Deirdre would be waiting for him with bated breath. When he got there, he headed straight for her office and almost couldn’t close the door behind before the auburn-haired beauty was all over him, hugging and kissing.

“You have no idea...” Smooch. “ ... how hard it was not to...” Smooch. “ ... look up your home address, Evan!” Smooch! “Fuck me now! Please!” The fit, 30-year-old woman unzipped her pencil skirt and let it fall, revealing as she turned away that she was wearing dark, thigh-high stockings with garters and no panties. She placed her hands on her desk and looked back at him with her brilliant green eyes. “I cleared my calendar so I’m yours all day.”

Evan quickly shucked his bottoms, moved forward to grab his boss’ slim hips, and rubbed his turgid member between her thighs.

“Yes ... please ... Evan...” she moaned and undulated her hips to try to capture his cock between her drenched vaginal lips. Finally, she reached down to angle him into place. “Yesss...” she hissed as he easily slid inside her. “Oh God!” she cried as he bottomed out, the tip of his cock bumping her cervix.

As Evan pulled back and began thrusting, he reached around to unfasten her blouse and pull her bra up, freeing her C-cups. His fingers flipped at her engorged nipples, making her gurgle in ecstasy as he took her like a bitch.

“I’m gonna need an advance on my pay today, Deirdre, okay?” He slowed his thrusts a little.

“Anything! Yes! C’mon...” she gasped as she pushed her ass back at him.

He moved his hands back to her hips to lever into her harder. His boss’s pussy was the tightest he’d had so far, which lined up with the office scuttlebutt that she was married to her work. He wondered when she’d last had sex prior to him. That she wasn’t on the pill never even entered his mind; why would a sexy, older professional woman like her not be taking birth control? He could feel the telltale tingle starting at the base of his cock and thrust harder, faster.

“Yes ... yes ... give it to me...” she muttered, sounding like every other woman once they’d tasted his stuff: desperate and hungry, willing to do anything for what only he could give them. “Ohh ... I feel you...”

The pleasure rushed up his cock, making the tip thrill just before his orgasm lined everything up and his balls gave up their contents. “Ugh!” he grunted, pulling his boss’ hips back in order to penetrate as deep as possible inside her.

“OhhgodddYESSSS!” Deirdre cried out as she felt Evan’s hot load fill her vulnerable reproductive system. “UHHH! OHH!” Her back arched as spurt after spurt of her subordinate’s dangerous, sperm-filled semen basted her spasming cervix, her undulating insides absorbing his seed like a desert does the rain. “Buhh...” She collapsed forward, her body no longer responsive to her overwhelmed brain, causing Evan’s drooling cock to slip out.

He grabbed some tissues to clean up and then re-dressed, leaving the insensate woman sprawled across her desk before pulling out his phone to once again capture the moment. Not that he needed ‘spank bank’ material with his boss ready to fuck him at a moment’s notice, but it felt good to put the bitch in her place. He saw that she hadn’t yet moved a desk into her office for him so he sat in her chair, put his arms behind his neck and his feet up next to her face. Yep, life was good.

When Deirdre finally came back to herself, she wanted to sit in Evan’s lap but she still had his stuff coming out of her cooch so he instead made her kneel at his feet, naked except for her stockings and garters as she lazily pawed at his crotch and kissed his thighs.

“So, that advance...?” he prompted.

“Oh, right...” She opened a drawer and pulled out a checkbook. “How much?” Her face looked eager and dopey, so unlike the prim, proper woman he’d known for weeks.

“$250?”

She quickly took care of it.

“Gotta pee,” Evan told her and headed out of her office, closing the door behind. As he crossed the floor, he was very aware that nobody was talking ... normally there was a background susurrus of conversation around the cubicles. Feeling the disbelieving eyes of his co-workers upon him, he grinned and strode to the washroom.

When he got back, he found Deirdre still on her knees, happy that he’d returned.

“Can I ride you again, Evan? That way you don’t have to do anything,” she offered.

“Maybe in a bit.” He sat back in her chair. “How about you give me a shoulder rub?”

“Yes, sir.” She was quickly on her feet and giving him an enthusiastic massage.

Sir? Well, why not? he mused as he relaxed into her ministrations.

He woke up with Deirdre’s mouth on his reinvigorated member and realized that he’d fallen asleep. The craziness with Celia the previous night had interfered with his sleep cycle. The remembrance of fucking his voluptuous stepmother caused his cock to twitch. “Okay, Deirdre, ride me.” He pulled his trousers down so they wouldn’t get messed up by his boss’ copious juices.

“Mhgh...” she moaned as her sperm-soaked insides surrounded his dick once more. Once he was all the way inside, she began riding him energetically.

He grabbed her hips. “Slowly,” he instructed her and let go, sitting back with his eyes roaming her fit form and those perfect C-cups with their round, pink areolas as she obeyed, her face reddening under his scrutiny.

She put her hands on the chair’s armrests for balance and languidly raised herself up and down, feeling every inch of him rubbing along the walls of her wanton vagina. As he took one of her hard nipples into his mouth she moaned, doing her best to hold back her movements, though she really, really wanted to just fuck the hell out of the young man to feel him cum inside her again. “Uhmm...” she moaned as he nibbled at her hard nipple.

Evan pulled back to look at her pretty face. “Kiss me,” he urged her and, her face still blazing, she complied, slipping her tongue inside his mouth. Up to that point, he’d mostly had hard or half-asleep sex, so this purposefully lovey-dovey coupling was quite interesting to him. Not that he loved Deirdre -- far from it -- but making his asshole boss do this embarrassing thing was yet another bit of his revenge. His tongue wrassled with hers as she moved a bit faster upon him.

“Mmn...” Deirdre’s body felt so hot, like Evan’s first load inside her was made of lava, but she needed more. He had told her to go slow but it was difficult. Instead of bouncing, though, she instead ground her crotch into his while manipulating her kegel muscles, a technique she’d learned in college to make her partners cum quick.

He pulled back. “Oh fuuuck...” he moaned as the auburn-haired beauty’s sexy body practically sucked the cum out of him. “NGH!”

“NNHH! Oh Goddd...” she cried into his shoulder as she wrapped herself around him as tight as she could while his second load spurted into her. Throb! Throb! “Hahh! Oh, Evan!” As her receptive womb succumbed to the young man’s sperm, she came harder, though she had the presence of mind to bury her face into his chest to muffle her cries. “HHHGGH! U-GGK!” Her body vibrated with the fury of her orgasmic release. Finally, she collapsed upon him, once again having lost consciousness.