The Stepmother Ch. 3:
Double Stuff
By: Rikki Ryder
About a month after my Stepmom Brandi and I had a threesome with her best friend Syren. We’ve been getting along so much better. Needless to say, I’m glad that she caught me using her a dildo that I stole from her. I used to fear that if she ever caught me in the act then Brandi would’ve kicked me to the curve. But, surprisingly. Things are way better now than they were before.
Brandi has also been super supportive of me being a femboy. I’m allowed to dress this way and hardly anyone can tell that I’m biologically a male. I look like a real woman. I sound like a real woman. I walk like a real woman. I strut like a real woman. I do my makeup like a real woman. And nobody can tell unless I tell them.
And my Stepmother completely encourages it.
I lounge on the couch in my tiny booty jean shorts that barely cover my ass cheeks, my purple latex thong underneath riding up deliciously between them. My shiny black stiletto high heels click against the floor as I shift, feeling so exposed and slutty. My stepmom Brandi—looking every bit beautiful with her perfect blonde hair, massive tits, and curvaceous body—smiles at me from across the room. She invited her stepsister, my step-aunt Krissy-stunning with her sultry eyes, full lips, and killer hourglass figure—to hang out today.
“I’m heading upstairs to change into something normal,” I say, standing up, my moobs jiggling slightly under my tight top.
Brandi’s eyes sparkle with mischief as she sips her wine. “Oh no, sweetie, don’t you dare. Embrace your inner slut—stay dressed just like that. Those short shorts make your ass look irresistible, and those heels?
She whistles.
“Perfection. Krissy’s going to love seeing how sexy you are.”
I blush but obey, sinking back down, my fuckhole twitching at her commanding tone.
We pour more wine, glasses clinking as we get properly drunk, laughter filling the living room. Brandi leans in, her hand on my thigh.
“You know, Krissy,” Brandi says casually, “this little slut and I have been having all kinds of kinky fun. I’ve been fucking her tight ass with my strap-on—hard and deep, just how she begs for it.”
Krissy’s eyes widen in shock, her wine glass pausing mid-sip. “Wait, what? Brandi, you’re serious? You’re fucking your own stepson in the ass?”
Brandi laughs throatily. “Stepson, yes—and she loves it. Don’t you, baby?”
I nod shyly, aroused already.
“Yes, Mommy…it feels so good.”
Krissy stares, intrigued now.
“Prove it. I need to see this.”
Brandi grins and pulls me into a deep make-out, our tongues dancing hungrily. She smacks my ass hard, the sound echoing, then gropes it roughly, squeezing my cheeks through the shorts.
“Such a perfect ass,” she murmurs against my lips.
Krissy watches, biting her lip.
“Holy shit, that’s actually hot.”
Brandi stands, and pulls out a massive 12.8-inch screw-on dick from the dresser—thick, realistic, and ready. She strips nude and straps it on over her clothes, the harness clicking into place. “Open wide, slut.”
Without hesitation. I strip myself naked wearing nothing but my purple latex thong and I drop to my knees, my high heels digging into the carpet, and she grabs my hair, shoving the huge shenis into my throat hole. I gag instantly, saliva dripping as she skull-fucks me relentlessly, thrusting deep and fast.
My eyes water, but pleasure surges through me. Krissy moans softly, her hand slipping under her skirt.
“Fuck, that’s turning me on… look at her taking it.”
Brandi pulls out briefly.
“Hear those gags? She’s loving it.”
Then she flips me over the couch arm, yanks down my thong and thong, exposing my fuckhole. She lubes the girl-cock quickly with her spit and slams it inside of me hard.
I cry out, moaning loudly with pure pleasure as she fucks my ass brutally, hips pounding, the screw-on dick stretching me wide.
“Oh god, yes, Mommy! Fuck my fuckhole harder!”
Krissy fingers herself faster, breathing heavy.
“This is insane… she’s moaning like a total whore.”
Brandi smirks over my shoulder.
“Join us, sis. Grab the other one—that big black veiny 12.8-incher. Let’s really give Rikki what she needs.”
Krissy strips nude eagerly, her gorgeous body on full display—big tits bouncing, shaved pussy glistening. She straps on the massive black screw-on dick, veins bulging realistically.
“God, yes. Open that throat hole again, nephew.”
Brandi keeps pounding my fuckhole as Krissy feeds me her shenis, skull-fucking me deep. I gag loudly, drool spilling, moaning around the thick girl-cock while Brandi rails my ass. The room fills with wet slaps, gags, and my muffled pleas.
They switch seamlessly—Krissy now slamming into my fuckhole from behind, her hands gripping my hips as she fucks me hard, while Brandi takes my throat hole, making me choke on her screw-on dick.
“Fuck, her ass is so tight,” Krissy groans. “How do you do this every time?”
Brandi laughs. “Practice—and she’s such a greedy slut for it.”
I moan uncontrollably, body shaking from the dual assault.
Then they go all in. Brandi lies back on the couch, pulling me onto her lap reverse cowgirl, impaling my fuckhole on her 12.8-inch shenis. Krissy lubes hers more and presses in alongside, forcing the second massive screw-on dick into my stretched fuckhole.
Double anal penetration hits me like lightning—both huge girl-cocks grinding inside of me, stretching me impossibly wide. They thrust in rhythm, deep and relentless. I’m lost in ecstasy, moaning and screaming.
I yell as I moan
“Yes! Fuck my fuckhole with both your big girl-dicks! Oh god, it’s too much. Please don’t fucking stop!”
The pressure builds unbearably. My anal orgasm crashes over me harder than ever—legs violently shaking, body convulsing as I struggle to breathe, my eyes are rolling back in my head. My face is completely red. My girl-cum squirts out of my girl-cock explosively, ropes shooting all over my own face, dripping down my cheeks and moobs.
Brandi and Krissy pull out gently, licking my girl-cum off my face hungrily—tongues lapping my chin, lips, even sucking it from my moobs. Then they French kiss deeply, swapping my girl-cum mouth-to-mouth, moaning into each other.
As I catch my breath, panting and trembling, we all stay fully nude and cuddle on the couch—me sandwiched between their warm, voluptuous bodies, heads on their tits.
Brandi grabs the TV remote. “Let’s watch some of my old porn—back when I was younger and even wilder.”
The screen lights up with her classic scenes, and we sigh contentedly, bodies entwined.
