Sex Stories novel Chapter 29

My stepfather mimicked feline intonations so similarly that our cat stopped licking his balls and looked at us with his huge green eyes as if he was delighted. Murillo never lowered his raised hind leg which protruded above his ear.

"Put your fingers in me." Growled Vladislav Ivanovich. “Push deeper. To the limit!”

I began to gently rub my stepfather's anus with my fingertips, preparing it for a decisive jolt. I stretched its wet walls, spreading my fingers.

The intoxicating smell of my stepfather's aroused crotch filled my nostrils and my tongue diligently caressed his scrotum, which I didn't let out of my mouth. Pre-ejaculation was oozing profusely from Vladislav Ivanovich's urethra, flooding my eyes and bubbling down my cheeks. My stepfather purred like a cat with lust, which surprised our cat more and more. He even dropped his jaw.

Soon, the precum completely flooded my face.

"Stop licking my balls!" My stepfather growled. “Chew, come on! Take a bite out of them! Do not stop! I need to come! We are almost there!"

But I didn't want to let him come right then. Instead, I kept playing with his balls, rolling them in my mouth and tickling his anus with my fingers.

My stepfather arched and howled with incredible lust. But I held his scrotum firmly in my mouth, and the sudden movement caused sweet pain, from which Sergey Ivanovich broke out in profuse sweat. Now it was all wet and slippery, as if he had stepped out of a bathtub full of pre-ejaculation.

"Wow!" My stepfather howled, no worse than any cat in March. Hearing this powerful mash, Murillo flinched and retreated under the chair. But, as you know, curiosity killed the cat, so Murillo pulled his face out of hiding from him and continued to watch our games with caution.

The orgasm hit Vladislav Ivanovich with a powerful wave. He released an incredible amount of cum and grabbed my hair. I kept devouring his balls, squeezing them, chewing. My nipples were so hard with pleasure that they almost scraped the skin of my stepfather's thighs, which he was rubbing. His anus throbbed violently, squeezing and opening. It seemed like my stepdad was dancing under my fingers, trying to escape the touch of tickling.

The smell of semen was intoxicating. Now that my mouth was blocked by the scrotum, I couldn't taste this precious liquid with my tongue, but the scent of it was especially strong. I stuck my nose at the very root of my stepfather's penis, diligently breathing in the scent from his crotch.

His penis began to swell and harden again before my eyes. And there he was, thick and red, already swaying over my face, threatening to flood everything around me with cascades of cum.

I worked my tongue with all my might, not paying attention to the pain in my eyes (some semen had gotten in, but I didn't want to stop to rub my eyes). My fingers pushed deeper and deeper into my stepdad's rectum. He purrs, meows and howls with joy: