Chapter 858: The Lustful Godmother
For a moment, the heavy breathing of both filled the phone. After a while, Audrey lazily said, "Alright, are you satisfied now? Go to sleep."
"Sis, that felt amazing. Can we do this again?" Kevin asked with a grin.
"Just this once. We can't do it again for the rest of the summer," Audrey said sternly. Seeing Kevin's disappointed face, she couldn't help but laugh, her expression softening as she said sweetly, "Kevin, we have plenty of time ahead. I don't want you to overexert yourself. Promise me you won't do this again for a week. We'll talk about it next week."
"Okay," Kevin said, somewhat resigned but understanding that Audrey was looking out for him. He yawned.
"Look at you, you're exhausted. Go to sleep now," Audrey urged. "And don't stay up so late anymore, or I won't call you again."
"I got it, Sis," Kevin said. After staying up half the night and ejaculating twice, he still wanted to chat with Audrey but was too tired. After a bit more sweet talk, he reluctantly hung up, pulled the covers over himself, and fell into a deep sleep.
In his dreams, Kevin was still embracing Audrey's smooth, voluptuous body, thrusting his penis into her heavenly pussy, making the beautiful, sexy teacher moan and gasp. Her large, firm breasts bounced, hitting his face like two hefty meat hammers, leaving him dazed and flushed.
When Kevin woke up, it was already noon. Recalling the absurd scenes from his dream, he couldn't help but hope that one day he could truly have such an experience with his cousin. Initially, he thought Audrey reuniting with her husband in Starhaven meant he had no chance. Even when Audrey was in their hometown, she didn't let him cross the final line. Now, seeing her husband, she would likely distance herself even more.
But it seemed there were issues between Audrey and Lucas. Otherwise, why would she chat with him late at night and agree to video sex? His hopes were rekindled. He shamelessly thought that if Audrey and her husband really fell out, she might return to him, making his dreams come true.
Just then, Bethany suddenly walked in, seeing her son still in bed. She frowned and said, "Kevin, get up. It's so late." She walked to the window and pulled the curtains open, letting in bright light that made Kevin squint and pull the covers over his head.
"Still sleeping? I'll make you get up," Bethany said, pulling the covers off him. Kevin's naked body was exposed. He hadn't worn underwear after his video session with Audrey, as he often slept nude. He hadn't expected his mother to yank the covers off today.
"Why aren't you wearing underwear? You're a grown man; have some shame," Bethany said, startled by the sight of her son's large member. She quickly covered him back up and turned to leave. "Get up and eat. We're going to your godmother's house this afternoon."
"What? My godmother's back?" Kevin sprang up, his penis still swinging. He quickly covered himself with the blanket, excitedly asking, "When did she come back? How come I didn't know?"
"Last night, I think," Bethany replied. "Finish your meal, tidy up, and wash your hair. It's a mess. Your godmother bought you lots of gifts. Be polite and don't just smile like an idiot."
"Got it," Kevin said, quickly getting dressed and cleaning up. After a hurried breakfast and completing his morning study tasks, it was already ten o'clock. He then set off for Grace's house.
Grace herself opened the door. Her skin was slightly red, likely from too much sun during her trip, but her figure remained as sexy as ever. She wore a striped white tank top and black casual shorts, revealing her firm, white belly and long, strong legs, which made Kevin's mouth water.
Among the women Kevin knew, Grace and Evelyn were polar opposites. Grace was tall, athletic, with long legs and a huge butt, and had a fiery personality, like an untamable wild horse in bed. In contrast, Evelyn was petite, with fair skin and a gentle demeanor, like a delicate lamb in bed. Grace's balanced attributes made her slightly superior.
"Kevin, you're here!" Grace said, smiling as she led him into the living room, measuring his height with her hand. "Let me see if you've grown. Looks like you have."
Grace was over five foot seven, with a slim waist and long legs, making her appear taller. Standing next to Kevin, she seemed to tower over him. If she were with a shorter man, the sense of pressure would be even greater. Kevin wondered what it was like for Byron, who was under five foot three, to have such a tall, strong wife. Andy, their son, hadn't inherited Grace's good genes and was short, timid, and unremarkable, much like his father.
The coffee table in the living room was covered with souvenirs and snacks Grace had bought during her trip. She picked up a box of pastries and said, "Kevin, this is for your mom. It's the most famous pastry in the country, very tasty and not too sweet, perfect for her."
"Thank you, godmother," Kevin said, remembering his mother's advice.
"No need to be so polite. There are gifts for you too," Grace said, giving Kevin a flirtatious look. She picked up another box from the table. "This is a sports watch for you. And those two sets of clothes are for you too. Try them on later to see if they fit."
"Thank you, godmother. I've wanted a watch for a long time," Kevin said happily, opening the box and putting the sports watch on his wrist, admiring it from all angles. Most of the boys in his class had one, except for him and a few others from less affluent families. Albert had offered to give him his old one, but Kevin had refused, knowing his mother would question it endlessly. This time, Grace had bought it for him, so his mother couldn't say anything.
Just then, Byron came out of the kitchen, holding a potato. Seeing Kevin, he smiled warmly and said, "Kevin, you're here. Wait a bit; lunch will be ready soon. Chat with your godmother in the meantime." He turned and went back to the kitchen.
Grace glanced at the kitchen, picked up the clothes, and motioned for Kevin to follow her. "Come, try these on in my room."
Kevin understood and followed Grace to the bedroom, leaving the door slightly ajar to hear any sounds from outside.
Before he could say anything, Grace pounced on him, hugging his waist and kissing him passionately. "Kevin, did you miss me? I missed you so much. I missed your big cock. I'm so wet thinking about it. Feel for yourself."
She grabbed Kevin's hand and shoved it into her shorts.
Kevin's fingers touched the soft, curly pubic hair of his godmother. He parted the dense hair and quickly felt her wet, swollen labia. Her thick lips clamped around his fingers, making him instantly aroused. His penis quickly filled with blood and hardened. He kissed the beautiful mature woman, sucking on her moist tongue, while his other hand groped her large, firm buttocks. "Godmother, I missed you too. I want to fuck your tight pussy."
"Hurry, I can't wait any longer," Grace said, grinding her voluptuous, hot body against Kevin's stiff penis. Her eyes burned with desire, making Kevin wonder if she hadn't had sex with her husband at all during the trip. But with Byron just in the kitchen, Kevin didn't dare be too bold. Secretly having sex with his godmother was already outrageous, but doing it while her husband was home was too much.
Seeing Kevin hesitate, Grace couldn't wait any longer. She turned around, pulled down her shorts and panties, and bent over, exposing her plump, white buttocks. "Come on. It's fine; he can't hear us from the kitchen."
Kevin looked at his godmother's full, firm, white buttocks, which were even larger than Alissa's. Unlike Alissa's soft, fatty butt, Grace's was firm and elastic, like two basketballs. He swallowed hard, pushed aside his concerns, and pulled down his shorts. He grabbed her buttocks and spread them, guiding his penis into the deep crevice.
Grace's butt crack was deep, about two inches, and her firm, smooth buttocks squeezed his penis. For most men, this would be enough to make them ejaculate. Kevin's swollen, hot penis slid easily into the crevice.
"Ah..." Grace moaned in satisfaction, feeling Kevin's hot, hard penis thrust into her. The intense pleasure made her vagina feel like it was being stretched to its limits. The large glans rubbed against her vaginal walls, making her itch unbearably, like a brush scrubbing her insides. She instinctively pushed her butt back, wanting him deeper.
"Hiss... hiss... hiss..." Kevin didn't need to worry about technique with Grace. Her deep, tunnel-like vagina made any technique unnecessary. He grabbed her large buttocks and thrust his penis in and out, their bodies slapping together with each thrust.
Due to the thick buttocks, Kevin's penis couldn't penetrate fully, only about three-quarters of it. The glans barely touched her cervix, feeling the countless folds of her vaginal walls clinging to his shaft like tiny suction cups. The glans was wrapped by the tight, narrow flesh of her cervix, while his hips pressed against her firm, elastic buttocks, providing a cushion that allowed him to thrust hard without worrying about hitting bone. The more he fucked, the more addicted he became.
Grace, feeling Kevin's thick, hot penis repeatedly thrusting into her empty vagina, was almost driven to scream in pleasure. But mindful of her husband in the kitchen, she bit her lip and pushed her large butt back, almost as if in a basketball body check, her powerful thrusts nearly knocking Kevin off balance.
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