Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
Kyle was very close to his Father. His Mother had never been a part of his life, and it’d always been just him and his Dad. They were pals in everything, so it was very hard for him when his Father remarried a woman almost the same age as Kyle. She was stunning with luscious curves and a sensual voice. Her long red hair cascaded down her shoulders, making Kyle want to twist his fingers in it every time he saw her. His new stepmother was very nurturing and so maternal. It came naturally to her since she had two beautiful daughters of her own.
Kyle finally felt like he had the family he’d always dreamed of. A loving father and a beautiful Mother who coddled and looked after him, and siblings he could tease and protect, but his fairytale didn’t last long. His Father got very sick, and poor Kyle was forced to say his goodbyes. He tried to cling to the comfort of his new family, hoping they would support him in his time of grief, but instead, he found his loving, warm step-mommy cold and wicked in his Father’s absence.
Wicked Stepmommy Kayla
It’d been a few weeks after his Father’s passing when Kyle came home from work to find his room completely transformed. The once-white walls were bright pink, and his car posters were replaced with images of Barbie dolls in fashionable outfits. His closet had been cleared out and all of his things were replaced with slutty little strips of fabric designers called dresses and lingerie in every color of the rainbow. He stood in the middle of the room, stupefied when his beautiful step-mommy waltzed into his room with her two mini look-alikes in tow. “WHAT have you done?” Kyle cried. “Where are my things? Are you kicking me out?” He sniffled and rubbed at his nose.
“No, no, my dear Ky-Ky.” Kayla cooed and cradled her sharp talons at the nape of his neck. Her manicured nails scratched over his scalp till she reached the crown of his head. Then she fisted the hair there and jerked his head back. Kyle went stiff with fear. This wasn’t how Mommy usually touched him. Kayla brushed her nose against the shell of his ear and hissed. “It’s time for a makeover.”
His two stepsisters giggled wickedly as Kayla shoved him onto a tiny pink stool in front of a new vanity that hadn’t been in his room before today. Makeup and bows were scattered on the surface of the vanity, and Kyle looked into the mirror up at his wicked step-mommy’s reflection. “W-why are you doing this?” He barely breathed as she lifted the clippers to the nape of his neck and started to buzz in a slow upward motion.
Only Girls
Kyle’s shaggy blonde hair fell around his shoulders in clumps and trickled down his chest to fall in his lap. He didn’t want this, but Kayla’s authority as his only living parent now kept him from protesting further. If he refused and she kicked him out, he’d be all alone. Plus, her massive breasts were nearly spilling out of her tight latex dress and pressed against Kyle’s shoulder. He shouldn’t be turned on but the way she snatched his head this way and that as she cut his hair had his cock pulsing in his pants.
“I have Kyky’s dress!” her eldest daughter shouted, and she pranced toward them, holding a pink baby doll. “And I have Kyky’s glitter hairspray!” The other exclaimed and started aiming the can toward the now-shaven undercut of Kyle’s hair. “You’ll make such a pretty girl.” They giggled.
“A girl? What? No! I’m a -a boy!” Kyle whined, but his voice got caught in his throat when his Stepmommy’s hand rubbed over his crotch, and the fingers of her other hand pinched his chin and turned him to look her in the eyes.
“I only have girls.” Her red lips were hypnotizing as she rubbed his cock through his pants. She let go of his chin, and her knuckles brushed down his cheek. His face leaned into her touch, seeking her approval. “If you behave and do as Mommy says,” She unzipped his pants and softly teased her nails around the head of his rock hard penis. “You’ll be rewarded.” Kyle moaned and nodded. Willing to do anything for the relief her teasing words promised. “Girls, go fetch Mommy the curling iron and bleach.”
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357
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