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Cassie- Phoenix Rising (The Stepmom-part 3

Author’s note: My story is based partially on actual events and people with fiction/fantasy mixed in. I’ll leave it to you to guess which is which. The story in my mind has taken on a life of its own and headed in a direction I originally didn’t see where Nicole, the stepmom, has faded into the background for now. She will retake the focus before my story is complete, I promise. I’ve kept her in the title for the sake of continuity. Thanks to all who’ve read my previous submissions and rated them highly! ***********************************

After Cassie caught me fucking my stepmom, Nicole, and joined us for a threesome, we began hanging out more together. I think she finally realized that I truly did like her for the woman she is and that despite the many scars from her accident, I really did think she was damn sexy. We didn’t fuck every time we got together. We’d often cook dinner together and laugh at each other’s bad jokes as we ate. We’d then move to the couch and cuddle watching TV. I liked when she would lay her head on my chest and I’d wrap my arms around her. We just “fit” each other. In my last chapter, I said the romantic feelings I’d once had for her had passed. That’s not really true. I think they were always there, I just denied their existence. As far as I could tell, though, her romantic feelings for me were a thing of her past. Maybe that’s why I suppressed mine. We had become much more than just fuck buddies, yet not quite lovers. I guess you could say we were the very definition of “friends with benefits”, with the “friends” part of that term being every bit as important, possibly more so, as the “benefits” portion.

One night, as we lay on the couch wrapped up in each other, she raised her head up and said, “This movie kinda sucks!” I laughed and replied, “Yeah, it’s pretty bad!” I then saw a hint of a wicked twinkle in her eyes. “You know what else sucks?”, she asked. I knew where she was going with this. “What?”, a grin creeping on to my lips. Her hand slid down to my crotch and grabbed my cock thru my jeans. “Me!”, she whispered. Her head followed the trail her hand had just blazed. She unsnapped and unzipped my jeans and sensuously pulled out my quickly stiffening cock. She began to kiss the head as she stroked my shaft. Then she parted her lips and let her mouth slide down to the base. A soft moan escaped my mouth as my head dropped back against the armrest of the couch. I gently placed a hand on the back of her head and ran my fingers thru her hair as she quickened her pace. Every few strokes of her mouth I’d gently pull her hair and press my cock into her mouth deeper. She’d gasp, moan, then giggle when I did. I’d learned since we began fucking each other that it turned her on. A lot. She had repositioned herself so she straddled one of my legs and was grinding her cunt on my knee. I flexed my knee slightly to give her a better angle to grind.

No woman I’ve ever been with gave better head than Cassie. Many women I’ve fucked enjoyed going down on a man, but I’ve never met one who would actually get off on it. I loved Cassie’s blowjobs when I was horny and lazy at the same time. I could just sit back and let her take care of things, and the second my cock exploded in her mouth and down her throat, she would start moaning and squirming as she experienced her own orgasm. Then there was that trick with her tongue I mentioned last time. She knew that put me over the edge every time, so she knew when she was getting close all she had to do was deep throat me, let her tongue slip out to tickle my balls, and she’d make sure we came together.

I wasn’t feeling lazy this night, though. I desperately wanted to bury my cock as deep in her pussy as possible. And she wanted me there just as much. We were both breathing heavily as we frantically tore each other’s clothes off. My hands were all over her body and hers all over mine. We had a brief wresting match to see who was going to get to be on top, laughing as we tussled. I won (or maybe she let me win?) and plunged my cock deep into her. She thrusted her hips up to meet mine as we both grunted with lust on each stroke. This wasn’t going to be a gentle moment of intimacy…this was pure primal fucking each other’s brains out. “Fuck me hard, you son of a bitch! Is that the best you can do? Harder! HARDER!!” God, she was such a slut when she got like this and I loved it! “I’m going to bruise your pussy, you little cunt! You’ll be walking bow-legged for days when I’m done!” I could do the dirty talk game just as well as she could. I felt my balls tighten and my cock pulsate as my climax neared. “That’s it, you bastard! Gimme that cum! You know I want it! Fill this hot pussy up!” With one last hard thrust and a loud groan, my cock felt like it had just exploded inside her. I felt her pussy tighten as her whole body began to shiver. “OH MY GOOOODDDD! I’M CUUUUMMMMIIINNNGGG!!!”, she screamed.

We rolled over so she was now on top of me. She laid her head on my chest as my cock remained in her pussy until it got soft enough to slip out of her on its own. We both were gasping for oxygen, then we both started laughing when we finally got enough air back to do so. The laughter subsided as we lay there in a satisfied silence. I couldn’t help but smile as she played with the hair on my chest.

“Do you miss it?”, I asked. “Miss what?”

“The lifestyle. I know you loved it before your accident.”

“I did love it. As for missing it…yes and no. I miss getting gangbanged. I miss being in a daisy chain with a bunch of other girls. I miss a dozen people all piled up in one bed and moving effortlessly from one naked body to another. Don’t get me wrong, Tony, I absolutely love fucking you. But I do miss that part. And yeah, the threesomes with Nicole are fun, but it’s not the same. You’re into it too…you know what I mean.”

“Oh, I get it. Don’t think for a second that you’ve hurt my feelings.”

“Good. What I don’t miss is the people I used to play with back then. The group I got in down on the coast turned out to be a bunch of narcissistic assholes who didn’t want anything to do with anyone who didn’t have as perfect a body as they had, though I didn’t see that then. When I was in ICU after the accident, I got a lot of flowers and phone calls from them. Of course, I was unconscious, so I didn’t know about it till I came to. When I finally turned the corner and we knew I was going to live and I was moved to a regular room, they all came to see me. But when it became obvious that the perfect body they had all fucked was never going to be the same again, the number of those who visited dwindled and the visits became fewer and farther apart. After a couple of months, they stopped altogether. Except for one person. She doesn’t play with them anymore because of the way they abandoned me.”

That made me angry. I had run across that type in the lifestyle. Certainly, a vast majority are good folks who enjoy the friendship the lifestyle affords as much as the fucking, but the type Cassie was talking about definitely exists. That’s why our paths had never crossed at any clubs or parties. We were both in the lifestyle, but in completely different circles within it. “Have you ever thought about getting back into it with some different people?”

“God, no!”, she exclaimed. “Why not?”

“It took me three years and getting caught off-guard by seeing you fucking Nicole before I could take my clothes off in front of someone else! And it was several weeks more of us fucking before I was completely comfortable with being naked with you! Tony, I have no right to feel jealous. We’re good, close friends, but nothing more than that. And even if there was something more between us, you know that I have no problems with it. Go and play! I’ll still fuck you better than any of them when you’re done!” She winked.

I chuckled. “You’re right. You are indeed a mind blowing piece of ass!” Now it was her turn to laugh. “Seriously, though…if I had a solution where people would barely notice your leg…or not even notice at all…would you consider it? I really want to see you in that environment and share that experience with you.”

Cassie sighed with a skeptical look. “I dunno…maybe.” She paused for a minute. “Yeah, I’d consider it. No promises, though! What do you have in mind, Einstein?”

“I…don’t know. Give me a day or two to come up with something.”

“I won’t hold my breath. Unless I’m deep throating your cock!” I gave her a look and we both laughed.

For the next two days I wracked my brain. There had to be something that would give Cassie the freedom to play, keep the attention off of her leg, and would be sexy all at the same time. That Friday night, I was just about asleep for the night when I bolted up wide awake. “Holy shit, that’s it!”, I shouted out loud. I grabbed my phone and called Cassie. “What the hell?!?! At this time of the night, you better be calling to say you’re coming to fuck the shit out of me!”

“No! Well, yeah…sorta. Do you have plans tomorrow night?”

“None that don’t involve either cuddling, your cock, or cuddling your cock!”, she replied with exasperation. “Good! I think I have the solution?”

“Solution to what??” Obviously she had forgotten about our post-romp conversation. “Getting you back into the lifestyle! I’ll be at your house around 6:30. I’ve got some shopping to do tomorrow!”

“Grrrrr! What the fuck are you up to, Tony?”, she inquired. “You’ll see…”

The next day, after spending afternoon shopping, I drove to Cassie’s. A gift wrapped package sat on the seat beside me. I was both nervous and excited. If this didn’t do the trick, I might not ever get Cassie to consider the lifestyle again. When I pulled up, she stepped out on the porch. She had on a pair of tight yoga pants that made her ass pop and showed off a lovely camel toe. With that was a thin white crop top which clung to her firm, perky tits. If you looked closely enough, you could barely make out a hint of the dark circles of her nipples. It was easy to locate them though…they were poking out like bullets about a quarter of an inch. Damn, she was smokin’ hot! “This better be good!”, she said with her arms crossed just below her breasts, which only accentuated them more. “I think it is! And if you don’t think so, there’s always my cock. I know you think that’s good!”, I replied with a smirk. She rolled her eyes with a slight grin on her face. “What’s in the box, joke boy?” I handed her the present. “Something that I think will get you all the cock and pussy you can handle!”

“That’s a helluva lot of cock and pussy.” It was her turn to smirk now and my turn to do the eye roll. “Yeah. I know.” She smiled as she unwrapped her gift. When she pulled the lid off, she looked stunned. I was frozen with my heart in my throat wondering if that look was a good one or not. “Well???”

“Dammit, boy! I think you might have done it!” She had a wide smile on her face as she ran back into the house to try it on. I stepped inside and nervously awaited her return from the bedroom. When she did reemerge, she looked absolutely stunning. The crop top was gone, as were the yoga pants. All she was wearing was a pair of almost opaque black thigh high stockings and over those, a pair of black leather chaps. Her scars were completely covered in the front and you’d have to really be looking for them to see them thru the stockings from the rear…and her firm ass would quickly distract you from trying to do that.

Her face had the expression of a kid who just found a puppy under the Christmas tree. She positively glowed. “You are so getting laid tonight, mister!” The seductive look in her eyes as she sauntered over to me was almost scary. Almost. She took my face between her hands and gave me the deepest, softest kiss. I wrapped my arms around her waist and plunged my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues danced together as our breathing got heavier. As we came up for air, I looked deep into her eyes and smiled. “Woman, dressed like that, I think you’re the one who’s getting laid!” She winked, “With you, I can wear a burlap sack and still get laid!” I laughed loudly. Cassie kissed me again and began working those kisses down my torso, unbuttoning my shirt just ahead of her lips. She slowly undid my pants and pulled my already hard cock out. She slipped her lips over my cock and leisurely eased them up and down my shaft as she reached around and caressed my ass. She looked up into my eyes and whispered, “Take me to bed, Tony.” As I picked her up into my arms, she wrapped hers around my neck and laid her head on my shoulder. I laid her on the bed gently and crawled on top of her. She kept her arms around my neck and wrapped her good leg around my waist. Whereas the last time we were furiously fucking, this was going to be a night of soft, gentle intimacy.

Cassie’s pussy was already so wet that her juices were covering her ass. She grabbed my cock and guided me into her. I slowly began rocking my hips in and out of her tight, wet cunt. We gazed deeply into each other’s eyes as our breathing became heavier. Our eyes stayed locked on each other throughout. I felt her pussy tighten as she neared climax. She reached behind me and placed her hands and held me still as her orgasm washed over her. It wasn’t nearly as intense as the last time, but in its own way, it was much more satisfying for her. I moaned softly as my cum blasted out of my cock deep into her. We kept our embrace long after the sex was completed.

“Yes.”, she said softly. “Yes…what?”, not understanding what she meant. “Yes, I’d love to get back into the lifestyle. But only if you’re by my side at the beginning. And I want to call the girl who kept in touch from the old group to go with us. I think with both of you with me, I can get thru any scared feelings I might have. Plus, I think the two of you could make a very cute couple!” I smiled and stroked her hair. “Frank and Rikki are having a house party next weekend. I’ll call them and confirm three to attend!” She smiled as we fell asleep.

The next few days were filled with excitement and lust. Cassie fucked me with wild abandon till Wednesday when she cut me off. “I’m gonna let you build up for the weekend!” I begged her to chance it and she was wanting some cock so bad she almost gave in, but she stood fast. Frank and Rikki know Cassie so they knew about her insecurity about her leg. They said they would make sure all the other guests were aware and read them the riot act to make sure they made Cassie feel safe.

Saturday finally came and I drove over to pick up Cassie and her friend. She greeted me at the door with a passionate kiss that had a serving of lust on the side. “I’m going to fuck you senseless tonight!”, she purred. I laughed. “There’s going to be another 15 to 20 people there. I think you’re going to be too preoccupied to fuck me senseless!” She scoffed. “Oh, I plan to fuck all of them senseless too. But I’m saving you for dessert!” I didn’t know whether to feel excited or scared!

“Did your friend make it here?” Her eyes sparkled even brighter. I don’t remember ever seeing Cassie this excited. “Yessss! She’s in the bedroom finishing getting ready! Let me go get her!” The most drop dead gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen went into her bedroom and closed the door. When it opened again a few seconds later, the two most drop dead gorgeous women I’ve ever seen emerged.

“Tony, let me introduce you to my friend, Wendy…”

*to be continued*

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