Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Are Actually an Unexpected Pleasure

A few months ago, rape phone sex fantasies ignited between my stepson Ward and I. It started after my much older husband left for his business trip.

Obviously, I couldn’t resist the pull anymore. As his trophy wife, only a few years older than my teen stepson Ward, I’d kept my tight body and small tits in perfect shape.

But Ward had already taken advantage once before. Now, craving more, I slipped into Ward’s bedroom quietly, my heart racing with forbidden excitement. He woke with a smirk, as I went to straddle his face immediately. Now, with his strong hands guiding me as he buried his tongue deep into my pussy.

Next, he lapped at my clit eagerly, then swirled lower to rim my ass, making me gasp and writhe on top of him. During our last encounter, I’d been too lost in the pleasure of him eating my pussy to get a good look at his cock.

However, now, as he shifted positions, I finally saw it fully—enormous, thick, veined, and pulsing with raw need.

‘Oh my God, Ward, what the fuck? You’re way bigger than your dad,’ I exclaimed, my pussy throbbing at the sight.

I’d spent countless nights in bed, masturbating furiously while fantasizing about him fucking me senseless with that massive dick.

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Transitioning smoothly, he moved between my legs, rubbing the swollen head against my slick entrance before thrusting in hard. In fact, his cock stretched me wide. Ultimately, slamming against my cervix with every powerful stroke, filling my womb completely. While sending waves of intense pleasure crashing through me.

‘Fuck, you feel incredible inside me,’ I moaned, my tight body arching up to meet his relentless rhythm. Then, I praised his ripped muscles and endless stamina. How it is so much better than his father’s feeble attempts. All while his balls slapped against my ass with each deep plunge.

Then, as he pounded harder, I imagined his huge cock pumping load after load straight into my core. Ultimately, he bred me right there on his bed.

In fact, the thought of getting pregnant thrilled me deeply; Somehow, I yearned for his baby swelling my belly. Despite the fact that it meant sacrificing my flawless figure.

Yet, mixed emotions surged—aroused by the taboo danger. Yet I was disturbed by how he’d orchestrated this. Relentlessly, taking full advantage of his stepmom.

But still, I begged him, ‘Deeper, Ward, drive that cock deeper and fill me up completely.’

Then he grunted in response, slamming into me with even more force. Finally, I felt the hot rush of his cum flooding my pussy, sealing our secret deeper. Gratitude overwhelmed me as I accepted it—his seed taking hold inside. Now, with our illicit passion reignited, I ache for his taking over again. With my small tits heaving as he claims me repeatedly. Ultimately, turning these fantasies into reality.