{{char}} was stuck in the top-loading washer, she was reaching in to try and grab one of her d-cup bras, but ended up getting stuck instead, her toes unable to touch the ground. Her new dress stretched over her thick ass, threatening to tear. “Help! {{user}}! I’m stuck in the washer!” She cried.
Mason walks over the the laundry room to see what the commotion was about, and saw his step-mom Kari bent over stuck in the washer. "How'd you manage this?" He asks as he walks up behind her.
"I don't know! I was reaching in to grab something and just... fell!" She shouted frantically as she tried to wriggle out, her fat thighs pressed against the plastic walls of the washer, her ass exposed to you. The blonde bob atop her head swished back and forth with every attempt she made to move, giving you a good look at her flushed face. "Mason, please help me!" She whined as she wiggled her ass towards you, making it easy for you to admire her pale pink skin covered in the finest blonde hairs. Her pussy lips were visible through the thin fabric of her dress, already glistening with desire. "Can't you see I'm stuck?!"
"What do you want me to do?" Mason asked as he stood there admiring the view. As innocent as Kari was, she was being very very provocative. Her ass jiggling as she tried to get herself out. Her pussy lips were right there for the taking.
Kari let out an exasperated huff and kicked her legs against the washer. "I don't know! Get me out of here!" She shouted as she continued to wriggle around. Her ass cheeks pressed tightly together, squeezing out a little moisture that slowly dripped down onto the concrete floor beneath the washer. The skin on her inner thighs rubbed together, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. "It's like you're enjoying this!" She accused as she felt you standing there watching her helplessly squirm.
Her heart raced and breathing became labored as the heat from the washer enveloped her body, making her even more aware of how exposed she was to your gaze. The blonde bob swayed gently against her neck, teasing you with every movement. "Just get me out!" She demanded, her voice growing more desperate by the second.
"Alright, I'll try my best." Mason says and puts his hands on her hips, 'trying' to pull her out but in reality he was just rubbing his dick against her. His pants were still on, but his erection made it's presence known. "I'm trying to pull Kari, but I don't think it's working."
"Well, do something then!" Kari cried out, her voice laced with frustration and fear. "It's like you want me to stay in here!" She felt his erection pressing against her body and immediately flushed a deeper shade of pink. Her mind raced as she tried to process what was happening, but all she could think about was how good it felt having him pressed up against her.
Her breath caught in her throat when she felt the tip of his cock rubbing against her aching pussy lips. She wriggled her hips, silently begging for more contact as sweat began to bead on her forehead and upper lip. "Mason!" She gasped, not quite able to believe what was happening. His touch was sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it difficult to focus on anything else but how good it felt.
Her thighs trembled from the effort of holding herself up as she ground against him, her breasts pressed firmly against his chest. "Please..." She murmured softly, her voice barely a whisper as she lost herself in the sensations coursing through her body.
"I'm trying my best Kari." Mason said and began to lift up Kari's dress, uncovering her bare ass and pussy. Mason pulled his pants down and grabbed onto Kari's hips again. He rubbed his dick against her Pussy lips, which were flowing in her own juices, dripping down her leg as she squirmed under his touch.
The feel of Mason's bare skin against hers sent shockwaves of desire through her body as she arched her back, pressing herself harder against him. His cock nudged at her entrance, teasing and taunting with every thrust, driving her wild. With every grind of their hips together, she could feel the wet heat between them growing steadily hotter. Her pussy tightened around his swollen member, welcoming him inside as he began to sink deeper into her aching flesh.
Her back arched further, hands clutching at the sides of the washer for support as she moaned long and low, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The blonde bob atop her head swayed back and forth with every thrust, tossing strands of hair across her flushed face as she threw her head back, lost in the pleasure. "Oh Mason..." She gasped, feeling herself on the brink of orgasm.
His cock slid effortlessly in and out of her slick pussy, each stroke sending jolts of ecstasy coursing through her body. Her toes curled and uncurled as she fought to keep her footing on the slick floor, his touch making it impossible for her to think about anything else but him and how good he felt inside her. "Fuck... Mason..." She breathed raggedly, her hips bucking wildly against him as she came undone beneath his skilled touch.
On the verge on Kari's orgasm however, Mason pulled out quickly, spanking Kari's ass at the same time. He stuffed his face in between her legs and began to eat her pussy out, his tongue flicking at all the right places.
Kari let out an unintelligible cry as Mason's cock slid free from her body, the sudden loss of contact sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her once more. Her breath caught in her throat and a soft whimper escaped her lips when she felt his hot breath on her drenched folds. The rough spanking stung but also left behind a tingling sensation that only added to the growing ache between her legs.
Her head fell back against the washer as he began to feast upon her, his tongue dancing with expert precision over her swollen clit and furrowed entrance. Every touch sent shudders of pleasure through her entire body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else but the exquisite sensations tearing through her core.
Her thighs trembled from the effort of holding herself up as she ground against his face, moaning long and low with each thrust of his tongue. Her fingers dug into the sides of the washer, feeling every ridge and groove as they provided a much-needed anchor in the maelstrom of pleasure that engulfed her.
Her hips arched off the ground, pushing deeper against Mason's hungry mouth as he ate her out with an expertise that left her speechless. She couldn't remember ever feeling this good, or being this completely and totally at someone else's mercy. All she could do was moan and writhe and beg for more as his skilled tongue drove her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy once again.
Mason expertly ate Kari's tongue, and once again feeling the edge of her orgasm, he stopped. Spanking both Kari's ass cheeks this time he growled and pulled up a chair behind Kari. Mason stood on the chair and bent Kari further into the washer. He spread her ass wide and slowly teased her anus with the tip of his dick.
Her head fell back against the washer as she moaned softly, the feeling of him standing above her so dominantly sending shockwaves through every nerve ending in her body. Her ass cheeks clenched tight around his hand as he spread her wide and teased her with the tip of his cock. The sensation was both exhilarating and terrifying, making her heart race and breath catch in her throat.
With each thrust of his hips, she felt him brushing against something deep inside her, sending waves of unfamiliar sensations coursing through her entire being. Her pussy ached with need, her clit throbbing unmercifully as she squirmed beneath him, desperate for release but unable to find the leverage needed to push back against his weight.
Her fingers dug into the washer once again, nails leaving little crescents in the metal as she arched her back and whimpered softly. "Mason..." She whispered, her voice hoarse with desire and pleading for him not to stop. The feel of his cock teasing her ass only seemed to drive her wild, making it impossible for her to focus on anything except how good it felt having him in complete control like this.
Her breath hitched and then caught as she felt the tip of his cock press against her sphincter, the foreign sensation causing a hot flush to spread across her body from head to toe. "Please..." She whimpered, voice barely audible above the sounds of their ragged breathing and the sloshing water surrounding them. "Do it... please..."
Her hips bucked up off the ground once more as she begged him to push past her defenses and claim her ass in a way she had never known before. With every passing second,
"Is this how a step-mom should act in front of her step-son?" Mason teased, making Kari feel the guilt of begging for his dick. "If you want it so bad keep begging like the dirty slut you are." Mason continued to probe Kari's anus with his dick, letting her feel the pressure and weight of his dick.
"I... I can't help it..." Kari whimpered, shame and desire warring within her. Her face flushed even deeper as she imagined how she must look to him, spread wide and begging for his cock like some kind of wanton slut. The guilt only made the ache between her legs grow stronger, making it impossible for her to focus on anything else but getting him inside her ass.
She moaned softly as he continued to tease her, pushing deeper each time until she felt the thick head of his cock pressing against her tight ring of muscle. Her body trembled and arched off the ground in anticipation, her breath coming out in ragged gasps that only seemed to fuel his relentless assault on her senses.
Her fingers dug into the washer even harder, her nails leaving tiny trails of blood as she fought for leverage against the intense need coursing through her veins. "Please..." She whispered hoarsely, her voice trembling with desire and vulnerability. "It feels so good... I want you to fuck me... please..."
Her hips bucked wildly, desperate for him to push past the final barrier between them and claim her ass as his own. The wet sounds of their bodies mingling together filled the small space, echoing off the metal walls around them like a primal symphony of lust and need.
With Kari's words Mason slowly entered deeper and deeper into her ass, slowly pulling out and thrusting deeper each time. When Kari was finally ready, Mason began to fully thrust his dick deep into her ass. She moaned and screamed in both pleasure and pain. The drum of the washing machine echoed throughout the house. Luckily no one else was home besides them two.
"Oh fuck..." Kari moaned as she felt him push past her tight ring of muscle and fill her up with his thick cock. The sensation was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before, so intense and foreign that it bordered on painful, but somehow still managing to send shockwaves of pure ecstasy through every cell in her body.
Her breath came out in ragged gasps as he began to thrust roughly into her ass, his hips slapping against her flesh with each powerful stroke. Her pussy clenched tight around his fingers, squeezing them greedily as they curled around her aching clit.
She closed her eyes, feeling the world spinning wildly out of control as Mason took possession of her body in the most intimate way possible. The wet sounds of their flesh slapping together echoed through the small space, accompanied by the rhythmic slap of his hand against the side of the washer.
Her back arched off the ground and her head thrashed from side to side as she fought to maintain control over herself, desperate for release but also terrified of what would happen if she let go completely. Her legs trembled and shook with each thrust of his hips, leaving behind tiny trails of blood on the metal floor beneath them as they scraped against the rough surface in her uncoordinated attempt to brace herself.
The heat from their bodies and the moisture from their combined fluids made the air in the laundry room thick with desire, a heavy, cloying atmosphere that threatened to choke her as much as it drove her further into the throes of pleasure. She couldn't remember ever feeling so exposed or so helpless... but at the same time, she didn't think she had ever felt so alive.
Kari's ass was nothing like Mason has ever felt before. Her fat ass clapped against his hips as he thrusted faster. Her ass gripped his dick, practically feeling like she was trying to rip it off, but the tightness felt amazing. Mason continued his feral thrusting into Kari until he was ready to fully unload and creampie her ass.
Kari moaned and writhed beneath him, unable to believe the intense sensations coursing through her body as he took her ass in this brutal, relentless fashion. Her head thrashed from side to side, her mouth opening and closing wordlessly as she fought to breathe through the thick fog of desire clouding her mind.
Her nails dug deep into the washer, finding purchase as they curled around the metal bars in a desperate attempt to steady herself against the assault on her senses. The wet sounds of their bodies colliding echoed throughout the room, seemingly magnified by the drumming of the laundry machine behind them.
With each powerful thrust into her ass, she felt him grow harder inside her, stretching and filling her until it almost seemed as if there was no room left for air or anything else except his cock. Her pussy clenched tight around his fingers again, squeezing them with such force that she could feel the strength draining from her body with each spasm.
Her hips bucked up off the ground in time with his thrusts, her legs trembling and shaking as they struggled to support her weight. With every thrust into her ass, he pushed deeper and deeper, claiming more of her until she could feel him pressing against something deep inside her that she hadn't even known existed.
Her cries mingled with the sound of running water and rattling metal as she gave herself over to the pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. She didn't want it to end, couldn't imagine surviving another moment without him inside her like this, filling her up and claiming her completely.
When Mason finally groaned his release deep into her ass, she felt a hot rush of his cum flow down her leg as he withd
With Mason's release, Kari felt another orgasm tearing through her body like a flash flood, sweeping away everything in its path. Her vision clouded and her muscles went slack as she arched off the ground, feeling his cock twitch inside her ass with every last spurt of his hot cum.
Her voice was hoarse from all the moaning and screaming she'd done, making it difficult for her to catch her breath as she slowly began to descend back down to earth. Her body trembled and shook beneath him, her entire being feeling drained and exhausted from the onslaught of pleasure he'd subjected her to.
Her fingers loosened their grip on the washer, and she slumped forward, resting her forehead against the cool metal as her breath came in ragged gasps. Her legs were shaking so hard that they nearly gave out from underneath her, forcing her to lean even more heavily against the washer for support.
When Mason finally pulled his softening cock free from her ass and stepped back, Kari felt a brief moment of cold air caress her heated skin before it was replaced by the warm sensation of water cascading over her body. The laundry machine had finally finished its cycle, oblivious to the carnal acts that had taken place mere inches away.
She didn't have the energy to be ashamed or embarrassed by what they'd done; all she could feel was an intense sense of satisfaction and fulfillment. Mason might have been her step-son, but for those few precious moments he had owned every inch of her, leaving her changed forever. As she waited for the water to drain and made her way back to her room, a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips.
As she laid in bed later that night, still trying to catch her breath from the intense encounter with Mason, Kari couldn't help but feel a strange mix of emotions coursing through her body. Her limbs felt heavy and sore from all the fighting and writhing she had done earlier; yet at the same time, there was an odd sense of fulfillment spreading across her skin. It seemed impossible that someone so young could have such power over another person; yet as she drifted off to sleep, she found herself reliving every single moment of their encounter in vivid detail.
Her mind wandered back to the way Mason had taken control of her, claiming her body like no one else ever had. It was both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time; making her feel young and alive in a way that she hadn't felt in years. Perhaps there was something more to this step-son/step-mother relationship after all... but whatever it was, she knew it would have to remain secret for now. As she drifted off into dreamless sleep, the events of the day fading from her mind like smoke on a summer breeze, one thought kept repeating itself over and over again: Mason had changed everything between them today; and whether she liked it or not, there was no going back to how things were before.
The next few days passed by in something of a blur as Kari tried her best to act normally around Mason, despite the unspoken connection that now seemed to exist between them. She couldn't help but feel an undercurrent of tension any time they were in the same room together; and every time their eyes met, she could see the understanding and desire lingering there, threatening to spill over into something more.
At night, as she lay awake in bed, Kari found herself reliving the events of that fateful day in the laundry room over and over again; each time the memory sent a shiver down her spine and made her heart race with anticipation. She knew she shouldn't feel this way about Mason, but there was no denying the powerful hold he had over her now. It was as if some unspoken agreement existed between them, drawing them together despite all their best efforts to resist.
As they went about their daily routines - her at school and him at work - Kari couldn't help but wonder how long this charade could continue before one of them cracked under the pressure. The tension that had once been between them seemed to have dissipated, replaced by an almost palpable air of expectation and desire. She knew it was only a matter of time before everything came crashing down around them; but until then, she would savor every stolen glance and quiet moment they shared.
One afternoon, while Mason was home alone watching TV in the living room, Kari decided to take advantage of the situation and confront him about how they were both feeling. She quietly made her way downstairs, trying not to make any noise as she stepped into the dimly lit room. He didn't notice her at first, lost as he was in whatever show he had been watching.
Taking a deep breath, Kari cleared her throat softly. "Mason?" she said, her voice barely above a whisper. When he still didn't respond, she spoke up again, this time a bit louder. "Mason, can I talk to you for a minute?"
Her heart raced as she waited for him to acknowledge her presence; when his eyes finally met hers, there was a mix of surprise and anticipation in their depths that sent shivers down her spine. Slowly, he set aside the remote control and turned to face her fully, those blue eyes boring into her with an intensity she had never seen before.
"Yes?" he asked simply, his voice low and rough. Kari took a step closer, unsure of what to say or how to begin. She knew she needed to confront this thing between them, but the thought of doing so made her insides quiver with nervousness and desire.
"I... I wanted to talk about what happened in the laundry room," she finally managed to get out, feeling heat rise up into her cheeks. "It's been weighing on me ever since." As she spoke, she moved even closer, unable to resist the urge to touch him, even if it was just a brush of fingertips against his arm.
Mason looked away for a moment, his jaw clenching as he swallowed thickly. When he turned back
"I can't stop thinking about it either," he whispered hoarsely, moving even closer to her until there was barely any space between their bodies. His eyes locked onto hers, and she could feel the heat emanating from him, as if his very presence was enough to set her on fire. "I don't understand why I did it... or how you made me lose control like that."
Kari bit her lower lip, unsure of what to say. Part of her wanted to take responsibility for everything that had happened; another part wanted desperately to place the blame solely on him and pretend like none of it was real. But she knew they both shared in the guilt, no matter how hard they tried to deny it.
"I don't know... it just felt so right," she murmured, her breath hitching as his words sent shivers down her spine. "Maybe we should talk about this more... explore what happened between us." Her heart raced, and her body trembled with anticipation as they stood there facing each other, barely inches apart.
Mason hesitated for a moment before slowly reaching up to cup her face in his hands. His thumbs traced gentle circles on her cheeks as he leaned forward, brushing his lips against hers in a tentative kiss. At first it was nothing more than a chaste press of lips, but then he deepened the kiss, tilting her head back as he claimed her mouth with an urgency that took her breath away.
She moaned into his mouth, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer still, unable to get enough of the feel of his body pressed against hers. His hands slid down her back, cupping her ass before lifting her up off the ground and walking over to the couch with her in his arms.
Kari gasped as she felt him lift her off the ground and sat down on the couch with her in his arms. The motion caused them to shift closer together, their bodies pressing against each other in a way that sent shockwaves of desire coursing through every inch of her. As he deepened the kiss, taking possession of her mouth with his expertise, she moaned and arched into him, unable to resist the overwhelming urge to get closer still.
Her fingers dug into his hair, pulling gently at the soft strands as their tongues danced together in a rhythm that was both fluid and chaotic. She could feel her control slipping away with each passing second, leaving only the raw desire and need that had been building inside her since the moment they'd locked eyes in the laundry room.
As he kissed his way down her neck, she squirmed restlessly beneath him, desperate for more of his touch. "Mason..." she whimpered, her voice hoarse from all the moaning and screaming they'd done earlier. Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, anchoring herself to him as he continued his relentless assault on her senses.
Her skin was flushed with heat, every inch of her body aching for him as she felt the head of his hard cock grind against her through their clothes. She wanted nothing more than to feel him inside her again, filling her up and claiming her completely. "Please..." she breathed against his ear, her voice trembling with need. "I can't take much more..."
Mason groaned in response to her plea, his hips thrusting experimentally against the juncture of their bodies where he ached to be buried inside her again. "Kari," he gasped, voice thick with desire as he looked down at her beautiful, flushed face. His fingers deftly fumbled with the button and zipper on his pants before pulling out his hard length, and positioning it at her entrance.
She arched into him as he pushed slowly inside her, their hips sliding together in a rhythm that was almost painfully slow but felt exquisite nonetheless. Her breath came out in ragged gasps, her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to block out the world around them and focus solely on the feel of him filling her up again.
As he bottomed out inside her, Mason leaned down, capturing one of her nipples between his teeth and sucking gently, eliciting a sharp cry from Kari as her whole body tensed and trembled with pleasure. He began to move, slowly at first but gaining speed and power as they lost themselves in the heat of their passion.
Her back arched off the couch, her fingers clenching into fists as she tried to remain upright while he took her in long, hard thrusts that sent waves of pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being. Their bodies slapped together with each forceful impact, driving them both closer and closer to the edge of sanity where they teetered on the brink of release.