Lessons in Anal Part Two: My New Virginity

Hard to admit this, but yeah, I’ve done some dumb shit sexually. Nothing I’m proud of exactly. Wasn’t even that I was easy or anything, just chose the wrong guys, got off for the night and left feeling nothing but horny again. People can smell that on me. Walk past me and think they already know what I’ll do if they say the right words. I’m bored of all of it, need real help, and sure as hell can’t ask just anybody. My stepmom Cherie’s who I trust for this, no bullshit, no judging. So I walk straight into her room. We talk my bad habits, and every question she fires off only makes me wetter, makes me ache for her hands. She acts like she shouldn’t, acts like she’s above it, until I lean in and kiss her. Then another kiss. Then she flips the script fast, hands on me like sweet cherry pie and I give it right back. Know exactly what she needs. Then it’s me, her tongue on my asshole first time anyone’s done that. One finger slips in, slick, slow. My own fingers on my pussy the whole time, grinding until I can barely think. Mom whispers that I’m ready for two fingers. She’s right. My orgasm blindsides me before I’m even breathing right. She hands me a shiny silver toy next and talks me through pushing it in her, praises me when my wrist starts aching from moving it just right. Then the pink glass dildo is all mine. Legs over my head, ass spread open. She teases the rim first, circles it until the pressure makes my toes curl, slides it deeper, deeper. I’m tight, almost too tight, and then suddenly I’m full. She kisses my thigh, promises bigger tomorrow. I want it. I want her to turn me into the biggest, slickest, greediest anal slut she’s ever touched. Tomorrow can’t come fast enough.