He finally "fumbled" his way right onto the main event. His hot, wet, liar's mouth... kissed... the hot, juicy, milky-white flesh.

He started circling his tongue... right at the start of the curve... of that perfect, beautiful... mount.

This time, Violet didn't just moan. She visibly shuddered. A full-body, electric-shock jolt went right through her.

It was too much! It was way, way, WAY too much for her! She felt... oh god... she felt... something dripping.

A hot, slick... gush... right from her cunt. If this goes on... if he actually... gets to the...

Violet was leaking. Not just a little, she was heavily, shamelessly... leaking... all over herself, and she didn't even know what the fuck that was! Her poor, sheltered brain wasn't registering the leakage at all.

How could it?

She was way too deep, just... drowning... in this insane, brand-new sensation that was running through her entire body like a hot, electric wire.

"Ngh~ mmm~... shiittt~"

The filthy word just slipped right out, muffled and breathy. It was all just too much for her! Meanwhile, Alex was... leaving his mark. His hot, hungry, clumsy-on-purpose mouth was "fumbling" all over her pale, white skin, leaving a dark trail of red, angry, sucky... hickeys... right on the perfect, milky flesh of her popped-out breast.

He kissed his way down, still playing the part of the clumsiest virgin in the world. He was moving downwards, downwards, getting so, so close to his ultimate aim. The nipple.

His lips just... sank... into her milfy breast. It was so soft. It was so, so... juicy... his mouth just... melted into her. With each sloppy, sucky, "missed" kiss... the way his nose would slither against her super-sensitive skin... all of it... just made her shudder... completely.

He kissed the side of the dark, pink areola. He licked the bottom of it. He was circling... fumbling... teasing... torturing... but he never... quite... got the peak.

"M-mommy... it's... so hard... to find..."

He whined right against her wet skin. And Violet, in her melted, gooey, stupid, horny... daze... she believed him!

"J-just... Ngh~... please..."

She begged. And Alex smiled... a vicious, evil smile... right before his mouth finally... covered... the target. He sucked the entire, hard, button-nipple... deep... into his hot, wet mouth... all at once.

Violet gasped! Her back arched! But... but... that wasn't it. He didn't just suck. He bit! Not hard. But... sharp. A quick, electric... BITE... right on the super-sensitive tip!

That... was... it.

Her brain... just... broke. It shattered into a million, white-hot, sparkling pieces. The shameful, hot, liquid... fire... that was pooling between her crossed, squeezing legs... it... exploded. A scream... a real, SHAMEFUL, high-pitched... shriek... ripped right out of her throat.

"ALEX!!!"

Her whole body... arched... violently. Her womb... clenched... violently. Spasm after spasm... after spasm... racked her entire frame. She was cumming. Pulsing... gushing... soaking... herself... all from... a... a...bite?! She just... died. She was boneless. She collapsed... a... panting... shuddering... soaking wet... disaster... still held up... only by his strong arms.

"Al-ale—mmhm!"

Her mouth was wide open, her voice just shrieking his name in that awful, glorious, far-too-loud way.

Before she could even finish the scream, before her poor, shattered brain could even begin to register what was happening—that she was soaking herself, that she was still twitching against him—he finally captured her lips. This wasn't a "fumble."

This was a conquest. He slammed his mouth down onto hers, swallowing the rest of her broken, moaning cry.

He gave her a long, deep, filthy smooch. His tongue plunged right into her mouth, a total invasion, taking full advantage of her boneless, weak-kneed, post-orgasmic state. She just melted, a pathetic, moaning mess in his arms.

And while he was doing this, while he was practically... tongue-fucking... her face, his hands were busy. With the same sneaky, evil speed he'd used to unbutton her, he was now... fixing everything.

He took all the time in the world.

He reached right back in, his fingers brushing her still-sensitive, throbbing... boob... as he pulled up the purple bra. Schlick. He tucked her right back in. Pop.

He buttoned the top button. Pop. He buttoned the next one. He was literally... kissing... the evidence... away.

After a full, glorious minute of ravishing her mouth, a minute where she just died and clung to him, he finally pulled back. He pushed her back, just a little, breaking the hot, wet seal of their lips.

Violet just... hung there.

She was a disaster. Her legs were jelly. Her hair was a mess. Her face was red and splotchy and... kiss-swollen. She was still leaning hard against him, clutching his arms for support.

It was so hard for her to stand properly up. She was... completely... wrecked.

"Thank you so, so much, mommy, for this... practice," Alex said, his voice just dripping with that fake, disgusting, perfect innocence. He was beaming at her, a pure, angelic, total-liar's smile plastered on his face. "And since you said I can practice anytime I want... I will definitely be using that opportunity. A lot."

It took her a long, long moment. Her brain felt like... fuzz. It was just static. But Violet finally got her bearings back. She blinked, her head spinning, and instantly—panicked—she looked down.

She frantically checked herself, her hands flying to her blouse. ...Nothing. Her... her breasts weren't out. Her buttons... they weren't undone! In fact... that one top button she never did up... it was now done. H-how?

B-but... what she felt... just now...

'It... it was... it was SO REAL!' her brain screamed, trying to make sense of it. 'The... the... bite... the... shaking... the...gush... what the HELL was that?!'

"Hmm... mommy?" Alex's sweet, innocent voice sliced right through her dazed, internal panic.

Violet's head snapped up. Her eyes were huge and wild and confused. "Y-yes...?" she stammered, her voice all shaky and wrong.

"I said," he repeated, still smiling that awful, sweet smile, "I will be using your kind offering from now on. For my... practice."

Violet didn't understand what he was saying. She wasn't processing any of his words. Her whole body was still humming and thrumming in a shameful, terrifying way, and she just... she just wanted OUT of here. She had to escape. So, she just... nodded her head. A tiny, jerky, robotic nod.

"Oh, thank you so much, mommy!!!" he cheered, his voice exploding with fake joy, like she had just given him a puppy for Christmas. "You're the best! So... from now on... just... please bring my tea and coffee... as well as snacks and stuff... to my room. Okay? So we can... practice... more."

Violet nodded her head again, just... absentmindedly. Nod, nod, nod. Anything. Just let me go. She was sure... she was positive... she felt something... just now.

After that, getting one last blindingly happy smile from him, Violet left his room. She fled. She was descending the steps... slowly... like she was in a trance. She was in a total daze, her mind a complete blank, trying so hard to remember... what just happened?

It had to be a dream, right? He fixed her buttons! It was all in her... head... She got to the bottom of the stairs, still in this hazy fog... and she... looked down.

"Oh... my... god!!" she gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. Her... her skirt... her long, heavy, modest... skirt... it... it was... DAMP. No, not damp. It was... SOAKED. A huge, dark, wet patch... all down the front.

Oh god! Ohgodohgodohgod... if anyone SAW IT?!

She scrambled. She ran to her bathroom, slamming the door, locking it. She ripped the shameful, wet dress off. And now... standing there... naked... shaking... her thighs still sticky... now... she completely... perfectly... remembered.

She remembered every... single... filthy... second... of what the HELL just happened.

"Shit! Shit! W-was... was that... an orgasm?! Was that what that was?!"

Her voice was a panicked, squeaky whisper in the empty, steamy bathroom. She hid her face behind her trembling hands, her palms instantly hot and wet from her own... shameful... sweat.

"I just... I... I just..."

She couldn't even say it. She just cummed. And not just... cummed. She cummed... from her step-son. From Alex. From a boy!

A boy who... she thought... was a clumsy, fumbling, VIRGIN! This... this... insane, electric, body-shattering, floor-soaking... THING... was something both of her husbands... her real, adult, experienced husbands... had failed to ever do! Not once! Her entire face just... exploded.

It became a hot, throbbing, beet-red beacon of pure, unadulterated... mortification.

She needed proof. She had to be dreaming. She quickly... frantically... moved towards the mirror to examine her upper body. And... sure enough... oh god... the evidence was there.

It was everywhere. Red marks.

No, not marks. Hickeys. Ugly, dark, suck-marks... all over her upper body. It started at her nape... a vicious, little... nibble... and trailed down. All the way down. Down, down, down... in a filthy, damning... PATH... right towards her right boob. It was there. A... a... trail... left by... him.

"Shit! Shit! Shit! SHIT!!!" she hissed at her own, stupid, marked-up reflection. This was a disaster!

She can't... she can't wear... shirts from now on! Not blouses! Not anything! Not until this... this brand... was over! She had to... she had to wear... turtle necks! In this weather?! She would boil! Or... or... hide it with her hair! But her hair wasn't that long! Shit! Shit! SHIT!

And then... as she was frantically trying to... rub... the hickey off her neck... it hit her. Suddenly... she remembered... something else. Something... worse. Her hand flew up... and... SMACK. She slapped her own hand... right over her forehead.

"What... the... hell..." she whispered... in pure, dawning... HORROR... "...did I just... AGREE... TO?!?!"

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