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My Stepmother

By: IrishRose1215



Before the story begins, I want to thank you Theron for again helping me write another story, and for keeping me so hot and wet through the process! 

When my Dad first married Jessi, I was pissed. He is well into his fifties, and Jessi, she’s only 25, just a couple of years older than me. My Dad and I fought a lot during the weeks of him marrying this no good money grabbing whore, eventually, he won out. But Jessi had no idea what she was getting herself into with Dad, or how unhappy she’d wind up being. 

After awhile, Jessi grew on me, I couldn’t help but notice her fit body, and she did everything she could to show it off - wearing low-cut shirts or halters, and short skirts or shorts to go with them. She was fine I had to admit that. She stands about five feet four inches tall, with long curly blonde hair. She has a very pretty face, and she knows how to use her expressions, opening her big green eyes wide when she’s happy or surprised, or making her full lips form a pout when she wants something. She has a nice set of tits too, she has a small frame, but her tits don’t match it, I’ve guessed that they are a C cup, maybe even a D, I wasn’t sure yet. She has a nice, tight, round ass too, which she loved to wiggle! 

Jessi and I began to spend a lot of time together, since Dad was always away on business, and I’d have to hear her whine about it. One night, I was watching TV and she plopped herself down on the couch beside me and looked over with her sad puppy dog eyes.

“I’m freakin’ bored! Entertain me Theron.”

I laughed at her. 

“What do you want me to do Jessi?”

My eyes had moved from her face to her tits, as she heaved them up and down dramatically. 

“I don’t know! I can’t believe your Dad went off and fucking left me yet again.”

“You got yourself into it.”

“Oh be quiet I know that. But Jesus! I haven’t been laid in weeks, and I’m so bored just hanging around this damned house!”

My interest perked up when I heard her exclaim her sexual life, and my eyes moved down from her tits to her finely toned legs. I decided then that I would get her to stop her damn whining. I moved my hand to her knee and squeezed it. I saw her eyes roll and she let out a sigh. 

“You haven’t been fucked in weeks Jessi?”

She shook her head slowly and pouted, and I moved my hand up to her inner thigh. 

“I could fix that.”

My hand moved more until my fingers rested on her panty line. She let out a moan, but then snapped her head forward and moved away.

“No, Theron. I can’t do this! I’m married to your father!”

“So, he’s not fucking you. I could take care of that.”

She jumped from the couch and went upstairs. I watched her, I knew that she was going to end up fucking me, one way or the other, but I’d let it go tonight. 

The next morning, I was sitting at the kitchen table when she woke up and strolled in to fix something to eat. She didn't say a word as she set about finding her breakfast. She was wearing only a crop-top t-shirt and a pair of bikini panties. Needless to say, my eyes were glued to her as she prowled around the kitchen.

She opened the refrigerator door and bent over at the waist, searching through the crisper drawers. She was only about two feet away from me, and I could see the outline of her pussy lips through her sheer panties. I could also tell that she shaved her pussy. My cock became rock hard within seconds.

Next, she went over to the cabinets and reached up to the top shelf to get a bowl for some cereal. This allowed me to sneak a peek at her beautiful tits as she reached above her head. Through all of this, she continued to ignore me.

I decided to break the ice. 

"You're awfully quiet this morning, Jessi. Is something wrong?"

She glanced over at me. 

"No, Theron. Why would you ask that?"

"Well, you've been in here for ten minutes and haven't said a word to me."

"Oh. I guess I'm still asleep. That's all it is."

"Are you sure you're not mad at me about last night?"

"What are you referring to?"

Hmmm, I guess that's the way she wants to play it, I thought to myself. I stood up and approached her. My erection was now at about half mast, but it made a huge bouncing bulge in my shorts that was impossible to miss. I noticed her eyes found it immediately and followed it wherever I went. 

Standing right beside her, I leaned with my back against the sink, and pushed my hips out, making my cock even more pronounced. 

"Is there something I can help you with this morning, Jess?"

Without moving her eyes from my bulge she spoke. 

"Uh...why, what do you mean? What can you do for me?"

Nonchalantly, I moved my hand to my cock and began to stroke it, seemingly unconsciously. She gasped as I did so. 

"Well, I thought maybe I could make you something to eat." 

I squeezed my cock firmly to emphasize the word "eat."

With much effort, she broke her gaze and shifted it up to meet mine. There was something in her eyes I'd never seen before. Her eyes were heavily lidded and her voice husky as she answered me.

"Well, what did you have in mind, young man?"

I smiled, and leaned just a little further back against the counter as my hand more openly stroked my cock. 

“Something with lots of protein.” 

“Like eggs?”

“No, better than that.” 

My cock grew as I fondled myself, and my shorts began to tent out around me. I heard my stepmother give a low moan, and I laughed as I watched her eyes grow wider and shift back down to my crotch. 

“I don’t know what can hold more protein than eggs in this house.”

Her voice had gotten even lower as she watched my hand move, and I decided I wasn’t going to play this game anymore. I pushed myself off the counter and grabbed the back of her head. 

“I’ll show you, Mom!”

She gasped when I called her that, I’d never done it before. I grabbed the back of her head and pushed her to her knees, hearing a moan from her as my clothed cock brushed against her lips. I moved one hand and quickly undid and pulled my shorts down, hearing her gasp again as my cock came into view. I smiled down at her, and slid my hands to the side of her head, jerking it sideways, enjoying the sight, and sound, of my cock gently slapping her skin. She looked up at me, there was a little fear in her eyes - but much more desire, though she still tried to protest.

“Theron! I can’t do this!” 

“You can and you will Mom.”

She moaned as I said it again, and I pushed the tip of my cock to her quivering lips. She didn’t need coaxing; she opened her mouth and allowed the head into her mouth. I smiled down at her again, as she looked up, her eyes still wide. 

“See, now that’s good Mom, suck that cock, you’ll fill your mouth and get your belly full!”

She moaned again at my command, but I saw her eyes grow dark in protest again. She tried to pull away, but I held her to me, and pushed my cock further into her mouth. This bitch was going to what I wanted since she had left me, wanting her, on the couch last night. 

“C’mon, Mom, you know you want it. I’ll bet that pussy is just soaked right now. How long’s it been since you had a cock between those luscious lips? Hmmmm?”

I began to thrust my hips gently into her face, and she opened her mouth wider, issuing forth yet another moan as she began to move her own head back and forth, and her tongue began to circle the shaft of my cock. I had decided as my Dad’s wife sucked my cock, that this was all the slut was getting right now. I wasn’t going to fuck her yet; I was going to keep this bitch in heat all day. I broke out of my thoughts when I felt her mouth leave my cock. She moved her hands up and began to stroke the shaft of my cock as she smiled up at me before placing her lips back to the head of my cock, stroking and sucking me. 

“You do know how to suck cock, don’t you Mom?” 

She nodded her head vigorously as she began to chew on the tip. 

“You like my cock? Huh? Do you like sucking your stepson’s dick Mom?” 

She moaned, and nodded her head again. I moved my hand to the back of her head, and pulled her mouth off my cock.

“Answer me, slut!”

She looked fearful for a second but got a hold of herself.

“Yes, yes, Theron. I like your cock! It feels so good in my mouth! Now please let me keeping sucking it!” 

I laughed at her. Now she was begging to suck my cock. This was going much smoother than I'd imagined it would. I had to admit, though, she really did know how to suck cock.

I looked down and watched as one of her hands kneaded my balls as her other hand stroked my cock's thick shaft. Her tongue was wrapped around the big, round head of my dick, licking ferociously.

She moaned. 

"Ohhhh, Theron, your cock is so fuckin' big. Much bigger than your father's."

"You like suckin' cock, don't you, mom? I knew you were a cocksuckin' whore the moment I laid eyes on you."

She glanced up at me and smiled. 

"Oh, yeah, baby, I love to suck cock. I've been dyin' to suck yours for months now."

I reached down and grabbed one of her tits. Her nipples were stiff, little bullet points and, apparently, very sensitive. She moaned long and low when I pinched one. 

"Oh, yeah, baby, play with mommy's big tits!" 

"You just keep workin' on that cock, bitch!"

I watched her for awhile, enjoying her well-trained hot mouth on my cock and the little mewing sounds she made while sucking it, while I kept up the play on her nipples. I watched as she squeezed her legs together, and knew that her pussy was throbbing for attention. Good, I wanted to keep her that way. 

I brought a hand back to her head, and pulled her hair so that her eyes met mine. 

“Take it all down Mom. I want to feel the back of your throat.”

She pulled away and frowned while looking at my long cock.

“I don’t think I can, Theron.”

I snarled at her. 

“Yes you can!” 

Her voice was small when she spoke.

“I’ll try.” 

I huffed, she wasn’t going to try, she was going to do it. 

She put my cock back in her mouth, and bobbed her head for a while, letting her spit moisten my cock, and then she took a deep breath, and pushed more into her throat, leaving out a couple of inches. 

“More, slut! Get all of it in there!”

She shook her head, which caused an angry growl in me. I put the palm of my hand down on the back of her head, and pushed while thrusting my hips forward. I moaned as my cock hit the back of her throat - she gagged, causing her throat to jerk and tighten around the head of my cock. She tried to pull away, but I wouldn’t allow it. I kept thrusting hard and deep into her throat, she kept gagging and choking. 

“That’s it Mom. See I told you, you could take it all.”

She looked up at me, and though her eyes were filled with tears I could see more desire in them. She grabbed hold of my hips, and began to help me push my cock into her throat. Her choking had stopped, and was replaced by muffled moans. I kept it up for a while, and then pulled her head away from me, causing her to gasp for air. She gave a low lustful laugh when she caught her breath, and placed her hands again on the shaft of my cock.

“Ooooo….son, that was wonderful! I loved choking on your cock! You fucked my mouth so goddamned good! You should feel how wet you made my pussy Theron, it’s just dripping!” 

I placed my finger under her chin and smiled at her.

“Not yet. I want you to make me cum and I want to see my slut Mom swallow every last drop. Then maybe after a while, if you’re really good, I’ll feel that pussy, and might even fuck you.”

She pouted and spoke. 

"But I was hoping we could fuck. Right now. I know you want to fuck me, Theron."

I squatted and kissed her hard, my tongue exploring her mouth deeply. As we kissed, I could feel my erect cock brushing against her tits, which she seemed to enjoy, rubbing my head against her nipples. 

I broke our kiss. 

"I said not yet, bitch. You will suck my cock until I cum all over that slutty face of yours, Mom."

I stood and took the shaft of my prick in my hand and slapped her flushed face with its fat, rubbery head. 

"C'mon, mom, open up," I enticed. "Open wide and eat this big dick, you stupid, fuckin' slut!"

She looked up at me, ashamed at the desire she felt and helpless to fight against it. She sighed and grabbed my meat and attacked it with a vengeance. 

"Okay," she said. "I'll show you what a blow job is supposed to be like, you little twerp."

She wrapped both of her hands around the shaft of my cock, and placed her mouth on it. She moved her hands in time with her lips, lathering my cock with her spit. When it was good and wet, she began to twist her fists around the shaft and suck hard on the head. She moaned and popped the head of my cock out, smiling up at me, as she moved one hand to the tip and continued the twisting motion. 

“Mmmmm….Theron, your cock feels so good in my hands, and it’s even better between my lips! Do you like this, hmmmm….son? Do you like when I do this?”

She brought her mouth back to my cock and began to bite the head, wrapping her lips around it and chewing as she wiggled her tongue around. She began to moan louder, and I knew that it couldn’t be all from sucking my cock. I looked down and saw that my stepmother had hooked her foot under her, and was busily thrusting her hips on the heel of her foot. 

I relaxed and watched as she humped herself. I wanted to see how she performed while she was really turned on. She continued jacking me off as she moved her mouth down to my balls. She twisted her fist over the head of my cock as she sucked first one testicle into her mouth and then the other.

She splayed her hand and pressed my cock flat up against my stomach as her wet tongue traced its way up the bottom side of my long, thick heavily veined shaft before gobbling the head between her lips like a lollipop.

Her moans had turned into whimpers of pleasure as her hips worked harder on her foot, and she shoved my cock down her throat. She moved the muscles of her throat over me so tightly while keeping up her moans that my cock began to jump in her mouth. She kept it up just a little while longer before moving her hands back to it, and looked up at me. 

“I want you to cum, Theron!”

I moved my eyes from her play on her pussy to her face. It looked so serious that I couldn’t help but smile. She twisted her hand over the head of my cock again, harder and faster than before. 

“I said I want you to fucking cum! I am getting real hungry, and I want you to fill my belly!”

Her eyes rolled and she moaned loudly before continuing. 

“I want you to grab this big fucking prick of yours and jack it off for me! I want to watch your hand moving over this big motherfucker until you’re ready to cum!”

I said nothing, but decided that I’d give her what she wanted. I moved her hands and took my cock in my hand. I smiled as I heard her moan even louder, and watched as she placed her hand on her pussy and rubbed her clit fast and hard. Her eyes wide and steady as my hand began to stroke my cock. 

I ran my fingers into her hair above her forehead and grab a fistful. Then I held her face right in front of my cock as I started stroking it back and forth, slowly, aiming it right at her nose.

While I did this, she continued playing with her cunt. I could hear the sound of her fingers moving in and out of it quickly. As I jerked off in her face, my cock would occasionally rub up against her nose and leave a string of pre-cum. When I pulled my cock back, it would leave a stringer connecting us. When Jessi saw this, she made high-pitched whimpering sounds.

"Is this what you wanted, bitch?" 

I glared down at her. 

"You're a nasty fuckin' whore, aren't you, mom? Suckin' off your son like this in the kitchen. What would dad say if he knew?"

She ignored my question.

"Oooh, Theron, yeah, I am a nasty whore, but you're a bad, bad boy, for letting me suck your cock like that! Mommy's gonna suck off your cock and make you cum all over me, baby. Be a bad boy for mommy now." 

She exclaimed, still playing with herself.

I moved my foot to her hand, and kicked it away from her pussy.

“You ain’t cumming yet whore!”

She let out a long loud whine; she had been right on the verge of an orgasm. 

“Open your mouth Momma!”

She did so, and I watched as my cum hit her face. She cooed, as she felt the hot liquid hit her skin, and lifted her head to catch some of it in her mouth, some splashed over her cheeks and a whole load dripped down coating her breasts. I leaned back on the counter when I was through, and wiggled my cock at her.

“Slut, clean my cock!” 

She crawled over to me and licked the tip of my cock, which made it jump, though, it was slowly deflating. I smiled at her when she sat back, she looked wild. Her body twitched with the need to cum, and the desire in her eyes made them bright. 

“Clean my cum off your face, Mom.”

She brought her hands up and scooped the cum off her cheeks and chin, I was impressed at how well she took orders. When she was finished she looked up at me.

“I need to cum.” Her voice shook as she spoke.

“Do you? Well, you can wait.”

“No, I need to cum now! I want you to fuck me!”

“Maybe later, I got shit to do.” 

I walked out of the kitchen, smiling as I heard her whimper. A thought occurred to me then, and I looked back.

“Get up and come with me.”

“Why?”

“I don’t trust you by yourself.”

She pouted, and got up. I made her stay with me while I took my shower, and she took hers, and through out the day. I would sometimes place my fingers on her pussy and give her clit a little squeeze, making her cry out in passion. 

After dinner I made her sit on the couch with me. She sat with her legs wide open, filling the room with her scent, and I took enjoyment in watching her twitch and move around in her discomfort. She looked at me and sighed deeply.

“Now, Theron? Now will you please fuck me? My pussy hurts so bad, I need to cum! I need to have that big fucking cock of yours in my cunt! Pleeeeease!” 

I smiled, and pulled my cock out, stroking it slowly. Her eyes gazed over, and she began to chew on her lower lip.

“Is this what you want Mom? Hmmmm? You want this big cock in your pussy?”

“Oh yes, Theron, please, you have to give it to me!”

“I don’t have to do nothing. Why don’t you come over and put those lips around it again.”

She did as was commanded, sucking my cock again, her ass wiggling in the air. I shot my hand down and rubbed a finger across her pussy lips, causing her to moan loudly.

“Do you want to cum Mom? Do you really?”

She nodded her head violently. 

“Then why don’t you come sit on this cock.”

She moaned loudly and got up quickly, straddling my legs. I grabbed her hips, and lowered her down on my cock, but made her stop when only the head had invaded her pussy. She looked at me and pouted.

“More Theron! I want the whole goddamn thing!” 

“Why?”

“Because!”

Smiling, I replied “Well, this is all I need bitch!”

She looked angrily at me. 

“But I want more! I want to feel that cock filling my pussy! I want to cum!”

“I want, I want, why don’t you just shut up and take what you can get bitch!” 

She gritted her teeth, and circled her hips around the head of my cock. 

“Please Theron, please!” 

“Fine!”

I let go of her hips and she dropped down on my cock, causing both of us to moan, though hers was a scream of victory. 

I couldn't believe how tight mom's pussy was. I guess she really wasn't getting much dick from dad.

"I hope you remember how to fuck, mom. There's more to it than just sitting on my cock, you know."

She giggled and started to slowly grind her hips back and forth on my aching cock. 

"Oh, I know how to fuck, son. How's this?"

I had to admit that this was fucking awesome! She grabbed the back of the couch and looked into my eyes as she slowly fucked me. She began to move up and down, grasping at my prick with her tight snatch. “Oh Son!” she was moaning as she thrashed around atop me as I watched.


My Stepmother



Right as it seemed she was about to cum; I made her stop and climb off me. 

"Turn around and sit back down with your back to me." 

Groaning her displeasure, she did as she was told. I put my legs together so, when she sat, her legs were on either side of mine. I took hold of her ass while she lowered herself onto my cock, helping to insert myself into her.

As my cock entered her, she let out a loud moan of pleasure before dropping down completely and starting to wiggle around. I slapped her fine ass. 

"Stop that, bitch! Be still and do as I say." 

She froze immediately. I grabbed her neck with my right hand and pushed her forward. 

"Lean over and grab your ankles." 

She sighed as she obeyed my instruction. Then, I grabbed the globes of her ass with both hands and began to bounce her hips up and down on my hard cock. The angle at which I was fucking her felt so good, so fucking tight, I couldn't help but moan loudly. 

"Ohhhhhhh, now that's a fuckin' good fuck!"

She moaned at my words, and still looking at the floor and began to speak.

“Mmmmm…..Theron! Your cock feels so good in my pussy! My God, you’ve filled me up completely! Ooooo….yeah, fuck that tight cunt! You’re going to make me cum! I’m going to cum all over my son’s cock!”

I lifted a hand off her ass cheek and gave it a good slap, causing her moans to fill the room. 

“That’s it Mom, cum, cum all over this cock! Fuck it, fuck my cock, bitch!” 

She began to bounce hard and fast, as I continued to slap her ass, smiling at the red hand prints I let on her skin. Her moans turned to screams, and I grabbed her hips, thrusting her down harder on to me. 

“Awwww….shit! Shit! Oh God, Theron! Oh fuck, I’m cumming, Son, I’m cumming all over you big fat cock!”

She tried to sit up, to get my dick to move deeper into her, but I moved my hand and placed it on her back, pushing her back down in her bent position and keeping her there as her whimpers, screams, and moans became louder and then died away. I pulled her back up, and then off my cock when she was through with her orgasm. I got up, and came behind her, pressing my cock into her ass, and grabbing her ample tits. She leaned back onto me with a moan as I kneaded her tits. 

“Bend over the couch slut!”

“Mmmm…yes, Sir!” 

She bent down, spreading her legs apart and resting her arms on the back of the couch. I dipped down and ran the tip of my cock along her soaking slit, causing her to wiggle and let out a low moan. I ran my cock from the tip of her pussy to her ass, before coming back down and inserting my cock in her hot cunt again. I pushed in slowly, causing sighs from the both of us. I stopped when she was filled to the hilt with my cock.

“You ready Mom?” 

“Oh yeah, Son, fuck me! Fuck your Mommy hard!”

She let out a gasp as I grabbed her hips, and began to thrust into her, harder and deeper than before. She spread her legs just a little wider to gain better access to my balls slapping against her clit. Her hands tightened on the couch, and she began to push back, sending her ass hard into me as I thrust forward. 

“Ooooo…yeah, just like that Theron! Oh Jesus, you make Mommy’s pussy feel so good with that big fuckin’ cock!”

I took one hand off her hip and began to massage her other tight opening, causing her to buck and moan loudly. I bent forward, taking my finger to her mouth and pushing in. She took it greedily, sucking on it like she had my cock. I pulled it out when I thought it was wet enough, and went back to playing with her ass. I heard her sigh, and her body shuddered as I began to push my finger inside the tight hole. 

"Have you ever been fucked in the ass, mom?" 

She gasped and nodded her head.

"Oh, baby, yes I have, but it's been such a long time. Your daddy never fucks me there. He says it’s nasty. He's right, it is nasty...but I'm your nasty slut!"

There it was. My step mom just admitted that she was a nasty slut. Obviously, I already knew it, but the fact that she knows it and was proud of it really made me hot.

"Well, guess what. I'm a nasty boy, and I'm gonna fuck your ass so hard, you'll scream. How's that sound, mom?"

"Ooooh, baby, do it. Fuck that ass with your big, hard cock. Do it now!" 

She turned to look at me over her shoulder and gave me a slutty grin. She looked drunk on lust. I took my cock from her pussy, and rubbed it along her ass; she moaned and wiggled it at me. I smiled but slapped her ass.

“Hold still!”

She stopped her movements, and I place the head of my cock at her tight opening. I began to push in, causing a grunt of pain from her that I ignored. I kept constant pressure on her as I pushed, and her grunts turned into howls of pain.

“Baby, please! Go easy, I’ve not done this in so long!” 

I looked down at her angrily.

“Shut up!” 

She whimpered, but said nothing more. I kept pushing, stopping only when I met resistance. She finally relaxed herself, putting her hand down on to her pussy, and rubbing hard at the clit, and I was able to push the rest of my cock into her. I began slowly, her ass was so tight, thrusting back and forth, and her sounds of pain turned into ones of pleasure. Her hips began to move with mine, and her fingers worked just a little faster on her clit. She looked back at me, her eyes glazed, and a big smile on her face.

“Fuck me! C’mon fuck that ass! Your cock feels so good!”

I thrust a little harder, causing a growl in her as she bucked back hard on my cock. 

Growling at her, I muttered, "I thought you were a nasty slut, mom. This shouldn't be too bad for a fuckin' whore!"

I began to slam my cock into her ass hard. She moaned. 

"Ohhh, yeah, that's right. I am a nasty fuckin' whore. Your mom is a nasty fuckin' whore, baby! C'mon and fuck that ass as hard as you can. Yeah, that's right, fuck it!"

She started gasping, "Oh, oh, oh," with each thrust as I repeatedly fed her ass my fat, hard cock.

Her hand went back into her pussy, and I could feel her fingers thrusting hard. 

“Oh fuck, Theron, I’m going to cum again! Your big fucking cock is going to make me cum again! Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck my ass hard you bastard! C’mon, make your Mommy cum again!”

She let out a loud long growl as she began to cum, and I thrust as hard as I could into her, having to breathe deeply as her ass tightened even more around my cock. She finally settled down, and I moved from her. She looked back, surprised. I grabbed my cock and began to stroke it. 

“C’mon here and suck me off. I want you to make me cum bitch!”

She turned around and sat on the couch, grabbing my hips, and brought me to her. She looked up and smiled before she engulfed my dick, shoving it deep into her throat. 

Moaning, I looked down as she worked on the swollen, red hunk of meat between her lips. She was making all sorts of satisfied sounds as she sucked and jacked my cock.

"Yeah, c'mon and cum for mommy, baby. Oooh, you have such a big, fuckin' cock. Mommy's never seen anything like it. Do you like the way mommy's sucking your dick, baby?"

"Oh, yeah," I sighed. "Suck that big cock, ya fuckin' bitch! Dad's gonna be mad when he finds out I fucked you in the ass."

She looked up at me in surprise and fear, but her hands still worked busily on my cock. 

“You wouldn’t tell him would you?”

I smiled down at her, amazed that she never skipped a beat in jacking off my cock. 

“I might.”

She looked back at my cock, gazing at it for a while, as her hands stroked up and down, twisting when they got to the head. 

“You can’t! He’d divorce me, and then I’d never be able to fuck this gorgeous cock again! Please Theron don’t tell!” 

My eyes rolled back for a minute, fuck she really was a slut, thinking about her husband divorcing her, but still jacking my cock so good.

“What’ll you do if I don’t? I don’t need you; I can go out and find any slut. If you want to keep this a secret, you gotta do something.”

She looked up at me, her lower lip planted firmly between her teeth as she thought. She looked back down at my cock, noticed it was getting dry, and spit on it. As her hands caressed my prick, sliding up and down slowly, she spoke. 

"I'll do whatever you ask! What do you want?"

I thought about it as she resumed sucking my cock. 

“I have a couple of buddies who'd love to meet you."

"I guess I could...meet them." 

She replied between licks. 

"Well, you'd have to do more than meet them." 

She looked up at me. 

"Would I have to do this?" 

Then she lowered her mouth to the head of my bloated prick and nibbled at it. 

"Would I have to do this?" 

And then she flattened her tongue against my cock's shaft and licked it from bottom to top. 

"Would I?" 

She asked nastily. I smiled down at her.

“Yes, that and more. You’d have to do whatever they wanted, but that isn’t a problem for a slut like you is it Mom?”

She laughed and looked back at me.

“Not a problem at all Son.” 

“So no problem if they decided to stick a cock up your ass and one up your pussy? Or how bout if you had all your holes filled at once, would that be a problem?”

She gave a low moan and smiled lustfully. 

“No, I’d enjoy it thoroughly! I am a cock-hungry whore after all; you know that, don’t you?”

“Yes I do.”

I pushed her head back to my cock, and she resumed sucking on my cock until I yelled out that I was going to cum. She pulled her head away, grabbed my cock with both hands and stroked it with fury. 

“C’mon Theron, you cum for me. You cum for your slut Mother! I want to feel all that hot fucking juice hit my skin.”

“Then take it Mom cause here it comes!” 

I watched her face light up with pleasure as I came. She aimed my cock straight at her face, and moaned, as the first drops hit her lips, then she took it down, letting some hit her tits, before coming back up, opening her mouth and letting the rest land in her mouth. I pulled away from her, and watched as she rubbed my cum into her skin. She smiled as she played and looked up at me.

“So when do I meet these friends of yours?”

“In a couple of days.”

“Why so long?”

I laughed as she looked at me a little sad. 

“I have to set it up.”

“You do it as quick as you can!” 

I walked up to her, and patted her head before leaving the room.

A few days later, my step mom came in the front door to find me and two of my buddies sitting in the living room waiting for her. She'd been out doing errands when we got to the house..

I'd told Tommy and Steve about what'd happened. Steve was like, "No way, dude! Really?"

"Yeah, and guess what, man, she wants to bang y'all, too!"

Needless to say, when we gathered at my house after that day, we were three excited, horny guys.

When Jessi entered the room and saw us sitting there waiting, she knew what was up. She got all flirty. 

"My, my guys, what're y'all doin' here? You look like you're waitin' on me to get home or something."

We snickered and looked around at each other. I stood and approached her. Taking her roughly in my hands, I turned her to face the guys and ran one of my hands obscenely over her tits. 

"See, guys? She likes to be treated like a slut. Don't ya, mom?"

Jessi balked slightly, so I twisted her arm a bit, drawing a sharp yelp from her and then a quick nod. 

"Y-yes, Theron, I d-do." 

I think this clued her to the fact that this was going to be a rough, hard encounter for her. 

The guys were fidgety on the couch, and as Jessi and I drew our attention towards them again, we both saw that both guys were already hard. Jessi smiled and looked towards me. 

“Do you already have plans or are we playing this by ear?”

“Well, we can see that Steve and Tommy are ready so why don’t you go over there, and let them see what a good little cock-sucker you are!” 

She nodded her head and went to the couch. She got down on her knees between them and smiled up at them.

“Would you mind taking your cocks out of your pants for me?” 

From the sound of her voice, I could tell that she thought she was dealing with two naïve guys, but she didn’t know Tommy and Steve at all. I watched as they did has they were told, but they both looked at me and smiled. I nodded my head and Steve grabbed Jessi by the back of the head, pulling her head sharply to the right by her hair. 

“That is the last command you give me or my buddy here, you understand?”

Her eyes went wide but she nodded her head. 

“Good, now suck my cock, bitch!” 

Steve shoved Jessi’s head into his crotch and she took his cock down easily. She sucked noisily on it, and then Steven lifted her head and turned her towards Tommy. 

“Now suck his cock.”

She did the same, taking his cock down easily, and sucking hard. I came up behind her, and took her head from Steve. I turned her around and she faced my cock. 

“My turn.”

She looked dizzy, from all the moving we were making her do, but she took my cock, though, she couldn’t take it as easily as she had my two friends. She moaned when my cock shoved past her lips, and she looked up at me. I could see the desire in them, and I smiled down at her. 

“Is Mom already thinking about having these cocks in her?”

She nodded her head vigorously. I pulled her mouth off of me.

“What was that?”

“Yes, I want all of your cocks in me!”

I shook my head and smiled down at her.

“Such a dirty little slut.”

She giggled.

“I know. When am I going to get the pleasure of getting fucked by all of you?” 

I looked at the guys. 

"She seems pretty eager to get fucked, guys. Let's give it to her. Tommy, Steve, y'all hold her down while I show you what she likes."

I pushed her face down on the floor, and the guys grabbed her arms and held them. I pushed her legs together, got on top of her and shoved my cock right into her ass as hard as I could. She screamed, but Tommy told her to shut up and pushed his cock in her mouth.

Steve said, "Hey, no fair," 

And took the arm he was holding and placed its hand on his dick. In a matter of seconds, Jessi was sucking a guy off, giving a hand job, and being fucked in the ass.

As I rammed my hard prick in her tight asshole, I spoke to my friends. 

"See what I tell ya, guys? She likes it rough. Don't ya, you stupid whore?" 

I reached up and "fish-hooked" her, placing the index finger from each of my hands into her mouth and pulling it back at the corners into a big grin.

"There you go, Tommy my man, fuck this big-mouth bass in the face." 

Man, Jessi looked like she was really being worked over. I couldn't tell if she was enjoying it or not - but we sure were.

I heard Jessi make a sound but with her mouth stuffed full and opened wide, it was hard to tell if it was a sound of pleasure or one of shame. I decided to find out. I slowed my pace, pumping slower into her ass, and removed my fingers from her mouth. 

“Are you enjoying yourself, Mom?”

She moaned. I slapped her ass hard, and her moan turned to a whimper.

“What was that slut?”

“Yes! Yes I am!”

Her words sounded distorted with Tommy’s cock in her mouth. I began to thrust hard again, when Steve spoke up. 

“Hey I wanna fuck her too.” 

I wasn’t ready to give up her ass. I turned my attention to him and smiled. 

“Then get under her, and fuck this whore’s pussy.” 

She let out a loud moan to my words, and Steve moved her hand off his cock, while Tommy moved his cock for a minute. Steve got himself under her, and shoved his cock in her pussy. She let out a howl of both pain and pleasure as she became completely filled. Tommy didn’t stay away long, he pulled her head up and shoved his cock back in her mouth, fucking her throat just as hard as Steve and I fucked her pussy and ass. 

Tommy let her rest for a minute, and pulled his cock from her. He hooked his finger under her chin and made her neck stretch up more. 

“You like what we’re doing to you, Mrs. Carroll?” 

Jessi gave a smile and laughed. 

“Oh yes young man, I like it very much! All your cocks in me at the same time feels so goddamn good!”

“You like sucking my cock?”

“Yes, Tommy, I love it! Your cock feels wonderful down my throat, and mmmm…when you fucked my throat so hard that I choked, it was fucking heaven!” 

Tommy looked up at me and smiled before shoving his cock back in Jessi’s throat. Jessi gave a long loud moan and her hips began to buck back and forth between Steve and me. I brought my hand down, and smacked her ass, causing another lustful moan to escape her. 

“That’s right, Mom, fuck us, like the nasty whore you are! C’mon, slut, more fucking energy!” 

I smacked her again, and smiled as I saw the red print left on the fair skin of her ass. She bucked harder on Steve and I, moaning and moving like someone possessed. She took Tommy’s cock from her mouth, and looked down at Steve as she addressed both him and me. 

“Oh yeah! C’mon on, fuck me you stupid sons of bitches! Come on! Use those fucking cocks! Fuck me harder; drive them into me, right now!” 

We did as she requested, and Tommy tried to shove his cock back in her throat, but she grabbed it, and began to jack him off. 

“Awww….fuck yeah! Just like that! Fuck me just like that! Oh god I’m going to fucking cum! I’m going to cum all over your fucking cocks!”

Her hand moved hard and fast over Tommy’s cock as both Steve and I pumped as hard as we could into her. Tommy, not used to such and experienced hand, let out a grunt, and upon hearing it, Jessi, moved her mouth to his cock again. She moaned as Tommy filled her mouth with cum. Neither Steve nor I would be able to last long either, not with this slut moving on us the way she was. I looked down at her, as she took her mouth from Tommy. 

“I’m going to cum too Mom.”

“Me too!” 

Announced Steve. 

Jessi looked back at me then down at Steve.

“Fill me please! Fill me with your cum.” 

I looked down at Steve and shook my head. 

“No, I don’t think so!” 

She let out a disappointed whimper as I moved out of her ass. She let out a gasp as I grabbed a fist full of her hair, and pulled her from Steve. We both stood before her, our hands stroking our cocks, and her eyes stayed steady on them. 

“We’re going to cover that slutty little face with our cum, Mom.” 

“Oh please do! I want to feel your cum all over me!” 

“Then get ready!”

Both Steve and I began to cum, and watched as Jessi’s face was splashed with our thick white cream. She moaned loudly, and opened her mouth, to receive as much as she could on her tongue. 

We pulled away from her, and nodded as we looked down at her now cum-covered skin. She smiled up at all of us, and began to scoop the cum from her cheeks, licking it off her fingers. Steve and Tommy watched until she had completely cleaned the cum from her face, and then they left. 

I looked down at her, she hadn’t moved. 

“You didn’t tell my friends thank you, Mom.”

“I’m sorry! I thank you! I thank you for bringing them over here, and for all of you fucking me so well!” 

“I’ll accept that for now, but in the future, if you don’t want me to tell Dad what a dirty little whore you are, you had better be more grateful!” 

“I will I promise! Son, will you make me cum one last time before….”

“Goodnight slut.”

I patted her head, and went upstairs, leaving her sitting in the same position, recouping from the fuck she just had.



My Stepmother, My Fuck Toy



My dad divorced my mom for a slut half her age when I turned 18. Her name was Cindi Carter and she used to be a model when she was in her early twenties, but more recently she was just living off my dad.

Although dad pretended to like Cindi for her personality, I knew all along he only liked her for pussy and big tits. She was just was your typical blond bimbo slut whose interests revolved about shopping, clothes and whatever lame TV show was on network television the night before. The thought that I might have to share my dad's personal fortune with her made me want to vomit. Not to mention that she had tried to turn me against my own mother by saying things like "she didn't love him anymore". What a fucking joke. My father was one of the most successful property investors the city had ever seen and my mother was in total love with him despite the fact that he was always away traveling. 

One night while Dad was in Shanghai for the second time that year and Cindi was attending her aerobics class, I was home in my room, smoking a joint and watching some pornos I bought in Chinatown. They were pirated discs that featured compilations of different scenes from old porns. The quality wasn't that great, but what could you expect for five dollars each?

Half-way through my fourth beer, a scene came on that looked like any other. A big stud with long hair, muscular arms and a ten inch cock was rubbing down some blond whore in the shallow end of a pool sunk in beside a Hollywood mansion. The Fabio lookalike turned the chick around to face the camera and I couldn't help to notice that she bore an unusual resemblance to a younger version Cindi. 

The girl in the video was about 18, but her pout, thick, bee stung lips and blue eyes were unmistakably my stepmother's. Her 34C tits were hung in a rainbow bikini that matched the tiny thong that rode up between her ass cheeks. 

The more the camera dwindled on Cindi, the more I could tell it was her. I turned up the volume as a barely legal Cindi reached for the guy's cock and swallowed as much of it as she could. The guy must have hated Cindi as much as I did, because he pounded her mouth like it was a pussy. I turned up the volume and could hear Cindi gurgling on his cock. I laughed out load when 'Fabio' turned her right around and jammed the full length of his cock up her asshole. 

I ejected the disc and went downstairs to the living room. Cuing up Cindi's scene on dad's full 56 inch plasma TV, I waited for her to come home.

When she finally arrived about ten minutes later, I called her into the living room.

"I have to put my bags down! Wait a second!" She yelled. 

I gave her a five minutes and called her again. 

"I have to make a phone call!"

I turned the TV to cable and watched the basketball game as Cindi finished. About twenty four minutes later, I called her into the living room again and she arrived the snottiest look on her face. 

"What is so important?" She asked. 

"Look, I wanted to show you this disc." I said, pressing play. 

Cindi looked at the screen. "Are you watching porn?" she asked, noting the pool, the Hollywood mansion and cheap video stock.

"Keep watching..."

"You better not be showing me porn you little creep!" Cindi hissed.

Suddenly her face turned cold as she recognized her younger self naked on-screen. 

"Pretty cool huh?" I asked. 

"Where did you get this?" 

"Why? Have you seen it?"

"No. I never saw it. I don't watch this stuff." 

I laughed. "It's pretty good. I only watched up to the part where your asshole got gaped, but I thought we could see the rest together."

"That's not me!" She protested. 

"Really? Then how come you and her have the same mole on your back?"

"How dare you think that slut is me!"

"Well, she has the same voice, the same face and the same birth mark..." 

She shuddered. She knew she was in trouble. 

"Your face is turning red."

"Please Robbie..."

"I want you out of the family."

"What?" Her eyes lit up. "No way!"

"Divorce my father. Just say it was a mistake to marry him."

"No!" She pleaded. "I love him!" 

I turned to the screen. After "Fabio" had finished with Cindi's ass, he put it back in her mouth. I laughed immaturely. "Wow, you are such a whore! You look like you're enjoying that shit covered cock in your mouth."

"When your dad gets back from China, there's going to be hell to pay." Cindi said, putting a finger in my face.

"For you maybe. Dad's going to really love this. How many videos did you make?"

Cindi stammered. "Look... I... told you. That's not me!"

"Well then, I'll have to anonymously send this to dad so he can judge for himself. I'm sure he'll be interested in using his contacts to determine the exact identity of the actress."

"Please Jason!!! Don't do it! Don't give that tape to your father. I was a porn star, sort of- I did adult films while I was trying to get other modeling work. But, I don't want to model anymore. I'm 29. I'm too old for that lifestyle. Your dad takes care of me now and I take good care of him."

"He'll divorce you when he finds out you were a porn star, so you don't have to agree to divorce him now anyway." 

Cindi tried not to cry. 

I looked back at the video on-screen to catch her bobbing head pumping the anonymous guy's cock to a polish.

"You do that really well, Cindi." I said. "Do it to me and maybe I won't show dad the tape."

"No!" Cindi recoiled. "That's disgusting!"

I smiled. My teenage hormones were raging as I watched her as she considered her dilemma: Become a sex slave to me, or get divorced and lose her legal right to leech. 

"Get undressed slut." I ordered.

"Robbie. Don't- Please..."

"Do it!"

I turned back to the screen just in time to catch her younger self get a face load of cum dumped on her nose.

"Please Robbie... I just want a normal life..."

"Take your top off and suck my dick cunt. I won't ask you again." 

After a long moment of hesitation, Cindi pulled her shirt up over her head. Her large breasts were barely contained by her black lace bra. They looked even fuller than they appeared on the video.

Cindi unclipped her bra, revealing the rest of her tits including frosty pink nipples. The way she stripped seemed like she had done it a few times before.

"Your pants too. And turn around."

Cindi turned around as slow as molasses. Stepping out her pants, she was now completely naked except for a small pink thong that vanished between her round ass cheeks. 

"Bend over."

"You little punk!" She replied, not complying. "Your dad is going to have your ass for this!"

"Who is he going to believe? You Or me?"

Cindi gave me one last dirty look before she bent over, pushed her thong to the side and lifted her ass cheeks apart for me. I stared deeply at her completely shaved pussy and asshole. 

"You know Cindi, I've never even seen a live pussy for real until now."

Cindi started to shake and put her hands on the floor for support. 

"I'm going to take your pussy..." I continued. 

Walking up behind her I inspected her holes. They were inches from my face as I started to roughly poke at Cindi's cunt hole.

"Ouch!" She moaned. "That fucking hurt! Be gentle if you're going to touch me there!"

"Shut up cunt!" I barked, slapping her ass. "If I want to stuff a fucking red-hot iron up your cunt I will and you'll fucking it take it like the slut you are! I've got my own little porno star in the house now to teach me about fucking and we're going to get started right now. Got it Cindi? Or should I call you 'mom' like you wanted me to?

Cindi gasped, but said nothing. 

"Now stand up and face me!"

Cindi regained her posture and turned around, but her eyes were closed.

"Open your eyes slut!" 

She could barely open them. Her eyelids fluttered in short bursts like hummingbird wings. I grabbed her by the left nipple and twisted it cruelly. She shrieked in pain. "Oh God!... Why did you do that?"

"There's lots of stuff I know about how to make you hurt without leaving a mark, mom. When dad gets home from his trip I don't want any evidence on you"

Cindi rubbed her shoulder vigorously. "God, that hurt!" 

"Now are you going to behave?"

"Yes."

"Get on your knees and stick your tongue out please."

She got on her knees and did so. "Look at me while I use your mouth." 

She held her tongue out. It was long and pointed. I undid my belt and trousers and pulled them down along with my boxers. My cock sprang out immediately. It was hard and proud, standing at full attention for Cindi's mouth.

I could tell she was fighting back tears. 

My cock was a good seven inches and pretty thick for my age. It was also uncircumcised and covered with hair and fuzz balls from my shorts. I promptly wiped it clean onto Cindi's warm, waiting tongue.

"Thanks Mom. You're really good at cleaning cocks. Now swallow!" 

Cindi retracted her tongue into her mouth. When it re-emerged it came back clean. 

"Taste good?"

"No!" she replied. 

"Oh, I almost forgot-" I said, turning my back to her and opening my cheeks this time. "Lick my asshole clean too."

She began to plead.

"Just get used it to. You'll have to do it a lot."

"Oh, god, it's disgusting! Even your dad doesn't make me do that!"

"Do it!"

"But it smells!" Cindi protested.

"Do it!"

"I'm..." She was desperately looking for an excuse. "I'm not very good at fletching."

"I'm sure you're fine, Mom." I couldn't help but laugh again. "I'm sure you're great."

Having exhausted her excuses, I could finally feel Cindi's tongue probing my shit hole. It was hesitantly probing the surface of my anus. 

"Put it deep in there."I said, encouraging her. "That feels great mom!"

I could feel her tongue breaking the seal of my asshole. "Swirl your tongue around mom!"

Her tongue moved in circles inside my shit tunnel. I thought it was cool for her to be eating my shit after having given me so much of hers. Regardless, I could barely believe the tongue up my ass was attached to the same cunt who had bitched and moaned that I didn't separate whites from darks last laundry day or said I couldn't go out with Sheila Henderson because she might give me 'herpes'. Or walked around barely naked in front of my guy friends and flirted with them.

When I was satisfied with the ass licking, I flipped over onto my back and ordered her onto my cock. But first I told her to thank me for allowing her pussy to be the first to slide down my dick.

She winced. "Wouldn't you like your first time to be special Robbie? I mean, isn't there someone who you'd really like to share your first time with? A girl your own age?"

I laughed. She should have thought of that before she fucked up my plans with Sheila.

I held my cock up for her to crouch down on. "Say it..."

"Thank you."

"Thank you, what?"

"Thank you for letting me be the first person to fuck your cock-" she blurted.

I laughed. "Wow, you are a natural slut aren't you? We're going to have some fun times together."

I put my hands up to her tits as she positioned my hard cock against the opening of her pussy. I could feel her pussy dripping down over my cock-head. "Wow, mom, I didn't expect you to be so wet-"

She face turned redder than it ever was that evening. "It's a natural, physiological response." She reasoned. 

"You were touching me in a lot of sensitive spots." I moved my fingers from her tits to her pussy lips, finally resting them on the little nib just above the opening of her cunt. 

"Like there?"

"Oh God!" She twitched, lowering herself on my cock. I had heard about something called the clit from my older friend Dave, he said chicks go crazy when you touch it. I guess I found Cindi's.

She shut her eyes, soaking up the pleasure my thick cock gave her pussy.

"You know... You are a little bigger than your dad." 

As she started to bounce on my cock, her titties knocking against my open hands, 

"You can come inside me," she moaned, "I'm on the pill."

I grunted and put a hand on her ass cheek. Moving my fingers towards her asshole, I scoop some of her pussy juice onto it and slip a finger inside.

"You don't need that there right now." she says.

"I'm going to fill all your holes cunt." I answer, putting my other finger in her mouth. Her tits continued to swing above me and I caught her left breast in my mouth and sucked on the nipple. 

As I felt her pussy tighten, I pushed my finger deeper into her shit-hole. I buried it it in there, knuckle deep. A drop of sweat fell from her brow to my smooth chest. Finally, her cunt started to quiver and she began to cum. 

Moaning, she exploded in an orgasm, all the while, crying and asking me to forgive her.

Forgive her for what? I wonder, realizing she's my slut now. 

She and I slept in our own beds that night, but I couldn't fall asleep. My cock constantly woke me up and my dreams were filled with what I was going to do with Cindi for the next three days. 

The next day after school I met up with a bunch of guys who I hung out with in the neighborhood. I invited them back to my place for beers. They couldn't believe it.

"Your mom lets you drink beer in the house?" One of the guys, Leroy asked.

"Of course. My mom, well, she's really my step-mom, is really laid back. She'll even show you her tits."

"Bullshit" said another guy, Tommy. 

"I swear. Come back to my place!"

I brought Leroy, Tommy, Scott and Dale back to the house and immediately put them in the living room to watch some tv. I threw the dvd of Cindi on and the guys watched it in amazement.

"That's really your stepmom?" 

I got some beers from the fridge and distributed them. It didn't take long for Cindi, who was upstairs, to come down to investigate. 

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Oh hey Cindi," I smiled. " I was just telling these guys what a slut you are and they wanted to come meet you."

All the guys looked at her with massive grins. None of them could believe what I was saying to my own stepmother. 

"Come on Cindi," I continued, "Say "I am a dirty slut."

"Please-"

"Say it slut!" I yelled.

"I am a dirty slut."

All the guys cheered.

"Now guys," I said, setting some rules, "You can do anything you want to her, but you can't leave a mark on her and you can't tell anyone about this OK?"

The guys all nodded. 

"Now. What part of her do you want to see first?"

"Butt!" "Tits!" "Pussy!" "Ass!" The answers came quickly. 

"OK, I heard two requests for 'ass'. Show it to 'em mom!"

Cindi turned around like before and, bending over, exhibited her holes for the gang. They showed their appreciation by taking out their cocks and stroking them. She turned around to see them all hard and waiting for her. 

Moving one by one, cock by cock, she took each of their cocks into her mouth, sucking them to climax and swallowing each load like an obedient slut while the others looked on. 

"Fuck, this bitch is swallowing every last drop!" Tommy grunted as he held the back of Cindi's neck and blasted her throat with jism. 

Scott jumped when he came which caused his cock to stab down into Cindi's throat. She gagged and everyone laughed mockingly.

"I think my cock's too big for her throat." Scott said. "More training is probably in order."

Finally, I broke the pussy ice by getting on my knees behind Cindi and jamming my cock into her pussy. I held her by the hips as I fucked her vaginal hole. The guys starting getting hard again so she took one in her mouth again and used her hands for the others.

Leroy grunted, already refueled, he sprayed a thick load of cum into Cindi's hair.

Meanwhile, I took my cock from her pussy and pushed it into her asshole.

Dale watched me get it up there and cheered. "Fuck, he just put it up the cunt's asshole!!! She is a porno slut." 

Everyone got behind me and watched as I took my cock out of Cindi, leaving her gaping asshole hanging open. 

"Wow, you can see right down her poop chute!" Said Scott, clearly in awe of the spectacle.

Tommy puts his cock in it right away and a line formed to use her asshole. I sat on the couch, not yet having had my cock sucked. As the inexperienced guys pounded away at her shit-hole she looked up at me.

"Um, put that mouth on my cock please."

"I need some lube, it really hurts!" She cried.

"You can take it," I said, slapping my shit stained cock against her mouth.

The guys weren't listening as they continued to fuck her asshole deep.

"Ugh!" Cindi grunted. 

I slipped my cock into her mouth and let her know that if her asshole leaves a mess on any of these cocks she'll have to clean it up with her mouth. Of course she failed and had to clean each and every one of them.

After the guys spent their loads, they went home leaving Cindi and I alone. Realizing that dad would be coming back the next day, I noticed it was already quite late so I went to bed. I slept in my stepmother's bed that night and fell asleep with my cock in her mouth.



My Stepmother My Sex Partner



Words cannot express my feelings after the conversation with my parents. After 35 years of marriage, they have decided to divorce. I was shocked to say the least. They claimed they no longer loved each other and have met other people they want to be with. After the divorce, I was forced to put up with a new stepmother and father. Needless to say, I couldn’t stand the fact that my father decided to marry a white woman. My father is 59 and his new wife 45. I'm only 33 so I felt like he married someone young enough to be his daughter. She stands 5’9”, reddish blond shoulder length hair, and weighs approximately 130 lbs. I hate to say it, but she is very attractive.

Wanting to visit my father for a few weeks, I decided to bite the bullet and pay them a visit. When they picked me up at the airport, I hugged my father and exchanged pleasantries with her. His wife, Judy, wanted to take me to the nicest restaurant in town for dinner. After dinner, we went back to the house. My father went to bed and Judy said she wanted to have a talk with me. We went to the backyard and sat down. She said she understood my feelings toward her and could understand why I didn’t like her, but that we should try to get along for my father’s sake. I agreed with her and told her I would try harder to get along with her. She smiled and gave me a hug. We both have large breast and it felt weird having a pair of breast squeezed against mine, but it also felt good. I noticed that it seemed that she was holding on to me rather long. She then started to rub my back. She pulled away from me and gave me a kiss right on my lips. It wasn’t a long kiss, but it seemed like it lasted forever. To say I was shocked is not enough. She stood up and said goodnight.

After getting over my initial shock, I became kind of turned on. As I went up to my room to unpack, I kept replaying that kiss over and over in my mind. I thought that maybe I misinterpreted what happened and no way did my stepmother come on to me. After I finished unpacking and started to undress to take a shower, I noticed there was a big wet spot in the crouch of my panties. I had to admit to myself that I am turned on by the thought of having sex with another woman. I experimented once with a woman when I was in college, but that was the first and only time. While showering, I kept thinking about that kiss over and over again and worked myself up to the point I started masturbating in the shower. After coming twice, I washed up and went to bed still thinking about Judy.

The next morning I awoke to the smell of breakfast cooking. I went downstairs to find my father and Judy eating breakfast. Judy was wearing a nightshirt that clung to her body and showed every curve she had. My father was going to play golf for the day so Judy and I would be alone. Crazy thoughts started to run through my mind knowing that we would be alone. My father went upstairs to get dressed. Judy and I were at the table talking. Being the bold person I am, I asked her why she kissed me last night. She said she was just being friendly and didn’t mean anything by it and that if she made me feel uncomfortable she was sorry. She went upstairs and I sat at the table to continue eating. About 30 minutes later my father came downstairs, kissed me good-bye and said to be nice to Judy while he was gone.

Still thinking about that kiss and knowing Judy was lying about that kiss, I went upstairs to find her. I decided that I wanted to see how far I could go with her. She was in the shower. I wanted to go in there to see her naked body, but decided to wait for her on her bed. She came out wrapped in a towel and was startled when she saw me on the bed. I told her that I think she was lying about the kiss and that she wants me. A sly smile came across her face and she said I was right. She dropped the towel and walked over to me. My pussy started to drip the minute she dropped the towel. Her tits are a 40D and she has red pubic hair. She planted a wet kiss on my lips that seemed to last forever. As we kissed, I started to play with her pussy, which was already wet. I opened up her pussy and ran my finger up and down it and inserted a finger. As I finger fucked her, she kissed me harder. I broke away from the kiss and told her to lay on the bed still with my finger in her pussy. She laid down and I immediately started to suck on those 40D’s. She was going crazy, writing like the bitch in heat she is. I sucked those tits as hard and as fast as I could. My finger was going in and out of her pussy with fury. She started to come with such force that I thought the roof was going to come crashing down. After she came, I removed my finger from her pussy and sucked on it. I kissed a trail from her stomach to her wet pussy. I dove straight into her pussy with my hard tongue. I sucked on her pussy lips then moved to her clit, which was rock hard. I hadn’t eaten pussy in about 10 years, but it all came back to me at that moment. I flicked it back and forth, up and down until it was standing straight up. I fuck her with my tongue moving back and forth between her clit and her hole. I could tell she was starting to come as she grabbed my head and pushed it against her pussy. I locked my big lips around her clit and sucked it for all it was worth. She started to shake and came with all her might. She rode my face for what seemed like an eternity. After her orgasm subsided, she released my face from her dripping pussy and pulled it up to her face. She licked all of her come off of my face and sucked her pussy juice from my lips. 

She rolled on top of me and started to suck on my 48DD’s. I was surprised that she was able to put so much of my tit into her mouth. She sucked on my nipple until it was rock hard. She moved to my other tit and traced circles around my nipple with her tongue. She made me come just by sucking on my tits. I told her I wanted my step mommy to eat my black pussy now. She smiled and went straight to my pussy. She went straight to my clit and gave it a sucking like it’s never had. She rolled it between her teeth while finger fucking me. I came on her tongue twice before she lifted her head out of my pussy.

As we lay in the bed holding each other, she asked me how I felt about her now. I told her I now have a reason to like her. We both laughed. We got in the shower and washed each other off both taking the opportunity to taste each other again. We got dressed and went out shopping. While trying on clothes, I had to eat her red pussy once more. It was fun eating her pussy right there in the dressing room knowing that other people were close by. She was able to keep quiet while I ate her pussy, but it was hard. She returned the favor, but I wasn’t able to keep quite as quiet as she did. When we came out of the dressing room, some women gave us some strange looks, but we didn’t care. We went back home and fucked the rest of the day until around the time we expected my father home. Needless to say that was the best vacation I had ever had. We always found time to eat each other’s pussy when my father left to go somewhere. One time she snuck into my room after my father was asleep and fucked me for a few hours before returning to my father.   My stepmother and me talk all the time now. My mother still cannot see why I like this woman or what I see in her, but if she only knew.



My Stepmother the Ten



First I would like to thank everyone for reading my stories. Secondly I love to get feedback on the stories I write, positive as well as negative feedback. Negative feedback tells me how I need to improve my stories; while the positive feedback informs me what the readers like about them, it also inspires me to write more stories. So please vote on the stories you read and send me some feedback. Also tell me if I should continue the story and which direction you would like it go.

I want everyone to know that this is a work of pure fiction. John Derek had only two children with his first wife, Pati Behrs. John divorced her to marry Ursula Andress, whom in this story is my mom. After he divorced Ursula he married Linda Evans, then after a six year marriage he divorced her as well. John then married Kathleen Collins (Bo Derek) and stayed married to her until his death in 1998.

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Description: This is a story about what happened one night between me and my stepmother, Bo Derek.

I still to this day can't believe what happened between my stepmother and me. My name is John Derek Jr., my dad was John Derek and his fourth wife was Bo Derek. I was one of six children that John Derek had from his previous three marriages. 

My mom was Ursula Andress, John Derek's second wife. From what my mother tells me they never had a good marriage. It seems that my dad was a bit of a player; he supposedly had a lot of extramarital affairs. 

Even though my mother knew about my dad's indiscretions; she stayed with him trying to work out there problems for my benefit. But when my mother finally figured out that my dad wasn't going to change, she filed for divorce.

After my parents got divorced my mother moved us far way from my dad. She bought a villa on the out skirts of Rome, Italy. This was pretty far away from my dad, since he was living at his beach house in Malibu, California.

Growing up I was an extremely lucky kid. I would spend my school year with my mom in a luxurious villa in Rome and my summers with dad where ever he was shooting a movie.

In the summer of 1972, I meet my future stepmother, Bo Derek. My dad was directing a movie in Greece called fantasies, which Bo had the leading role in. Even though she was only sixteen my dad was taken by her looks, so was I.

I was only nine years old and knew absolutely nothing about sex; but I got the biggest crush on her anyway. I spent my entire summer following her around, like a little lost puppy. Both Bo and my dad knew I had a crush on her and they thought it was sweet. 

On the last day of the summer Bo took me to the beach, she told me that she needed to get a better tan for her next scene in the movie. I thought she already had a great tan; her body had a golden bronze color. Why would she need to get a better tan?

When we got down to the beach I noticed that almost every woman was topless. I could feel something strange happening to my stomach, but I didn't know what it was. 

We found a nice spot to put our stuff down and spread a blanket out on the sand. I sat down on the blanket looking up at Bo, whom was still standing. She removed the sundress she was wearing and dropped it onto the sand. There she was standing there in a tiny bikini that barely covered the nipples on her boobs.

My mouth dropped open as I was staring at her tits. Then all of a sudden she pulled her top off exposing them. She looked down at me gawking at her body and she began to laugh.

"John, stop staring at me." Bo said breaking my trance "Look around the beach, Just about every woman is topless."

"I know," I responded as I turned away and began to blush.

"Don't be embarrassed," She told me "It's normal for a boy to stare at a topless woman, if you didn't I would be worried."

"I'm not embarrassed." I said trying to make it sound like I was cool. 

Bo gave me a smile and lay down next to me on the blanket. She closed her eyes and began to relax: I on the other hand continued to admire her body. She was in great shape, not one ounce of fat on her body. She had a firm tight little ass, firm B cup tits and muscular tan legs.

I could see that she went topless before; because she had a faint hint of tan lines on her boobs. I guess that was the part of the tan she needed to work on.

After a few minutes Bo opened her eyes, sat up and looked around the beach. There weren't too many people on the beach so it gave her a chance to get more comfortable. She rolled over onto her stomach and lowered her bikini bottom to get a tan on her ass. 

"Would you do me a favor?" Bo asked.

"Of course," I stammered staring at her ass "Whatever you want."

"Put some lotion on my back." she said "I don't want to get a sun burn."

I couldn't believe what I was just asked to do. I would finally be able to touch this goddess's body. So without hesitation I grabbed the suntan lotion and positioned myself over her back.

I covered both my hands with lotion and massaged it onto her back. I think I heard a sigh escaping from her lips, but I wasn't sure. After I coated her back with lotion I moved my hands to the sides of her body. As I was putting lotion on the sides of her body, I accidentally touch her left boob.

"You can stop now." Bo told me.

"OK," I said as I continued to stare at her ass "I didn't mean to touch your breast."

"Like father, like son." she said in an almost whispering voice as she turned her face away from me.

I didn't know what she was talking about and I didn't care. At the age of nine, on the last day of my summer vacation, I touched my first tit and when I get back to school everyone would know.

I never wanted that summer to end, but like all good things they do come to an end. I returned back to my mother's villa in Rome and got ready for another school year.

I attended a very strict catholic school, where you weren't allowed to say the word tit, along with a lot of other words. But on the first day of school I had to tell all my friends about my vacation and what had happened. I had the whole school talking about my vacation; I thought I was the coolest kid in school.

That was until my third day at school when I was called down to the principal's office. As I entered the office I noticed my mother sitting on a chair in front of the principal's desk. I was told to sit in the chair next to her; as I was sitting down I got a sinking feeling in my stomach.

It seems that all the bragging I did about my summer vacation made its way up to the principal.

"Is it true?" the principal asked.

The only thing I could do was admit that it was true. What could I have done, commit a mortal sin by lying to a catholic priest; I would burn in hell if I did that.

The school punishment wasn't as bad as the punishment my mother was going to dish out. The punishment from the principal was a two week suspension from school; I had to serve as an altar boy for two masses every Sunday for a year. But the final punishment was that I was never to talk about my summer vacation again. 

After the principal finished dealing out his punishment, my mother grabbed my hand and pulled me out of his office. She didn't say a word to me all the way home, she was pissed off and I knew that I was in big trouble. 

I didn't know how much trouble I was in until we entered the house, as the front door closed behind us I felt her hand strikes the back of my head. My mother hit me so hard that I fell to the ground. As I was getting up she unleashed a verbal assault with so much profanity on me, it would have made a construction worker blush. 

My mom went over to the phone. As she picked up the phone, she ordered me to go to my room and stay there. As I was going up the stairs to my room I heard my mother screaming on the phone. I guess she called my father and told him what happened.

Even after I got into my bedroom, I could hear her laying into my dad. After about twenty minutes of non coherent screaming that I heard, my mother came into my room.

My mom told me that this past summer would be the last summer I would spend with my dad and his Lolita girlfriend. I thought that she had just stabbed me in my heart, I cried for weeks after that day thinking that I would never see Bo again.

After a couple of weeks everything returned back to normal. My mother began talking to me again, I returned to school still not talking about my summer vacation and I began serving masses on Sundays. The worst part of my punishment was that I wasn't allowed to talk or see Bo again.

The months passed by rather quickly and one day just blended into the next. One day in particular really stood out; I read in the newspaper one morning; that in the summer of 1974 my dad married Bo.

I couldn't believe they got married; he was 30 years older than her. Bo was only 18 and my dad was 48, I had more in common with her than he did. I got so pissed off at my dad for marrying the woman of my dreams. That I would barely talk to him when he called.

Well as time passed I even forgot about my crush on my stepmother. Years just blended into one big blur, until I turned 18 in the spring of 1981. On my 18th birthday my mother's gift was a first class airline ticket to California, so I could see my dad.

I couldn't stop thinking about this trip; I had planned the day after my high school graduation I was going to be on the plane to California. I was so excited the night before I was going to leave that I couldn't sleep. I was finally going to see Bo once again.

The following day my mother brought me to the airport. All the way there she kept lecturing me about how I should act with my dad and my stepmother. Like I really listen to her, it went in one ear and out the other.

My mother walked me to the gate and gave me a kiss goodbye just as I boarded the plane. As soon as my ass hit the seat on the plane I was asleep. I slept for the entire trip from Rome, Italy to Los Angeles, California. If you have never taken a trip like that, it takes over 14 hours to travel that distance, not including the refueling stop.

When the flight attendant woke me up in Los Angeles, I was fully rested and ready for some fun. As I disembarked the airplane I saw Bo as soon as I walked into the concourse. 

There was Bo standing by her driver waiting for me. As I was walking towards her a feeling of lust swept through my body, I felt like I was nine years old again and seeing Bo for the first time. All the old feelings I once had for her came rushing back. She had matured into a sexy desirable woman and she looked amazing.

Bo was perfect Hollywood eye candy; in her mid-twenties, with pale blue eyes, long blond hair and a golden tan. She was wearing a white silk blouse, a white leather skirt that ended several inches above her knees and a pair of white high heel sandals I thought to myself the Goddess Athena has been magically transported from Mount Olympus to Los Angeles just for me.

"Hi, mom" I said to Bo with a laugh.

"Hi, son" Bo responded with a chuckle.

"It's good to see you again." I told her as I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. 

"It's good to see you." She told me.

"Where's dad?" I asked.

"He was called out of town on an emergency." Bo said "So it's only you and me for a couple of days."

Even if I was writing a play, I couldn't have dreamt up a better scenario. Me alone in the same house with a 25 year old goddess for a couple of days, does life get any better than this.

All the way home she talked my ear off, we discussed everything from politics to the movies she appeared in. She asked me if I saw the movie "10" that she was the lead in with Dudley Moore. I told her that my mother forbid me from seeing it.

That was when the conversation became a little awkward. I told her that I was sorry for getting her and my dad in trouble with my mom. She told me to forget about it, that it happened almost a decade ago.

I felt so relieved that she forgave me for what I did to her., for the rest of the way home I was relaxed. We finally arrived home and Bo brought me to my bedroom. She told me to unpack my clothes and get ready for dinner.

As soon as Bo left my bedroom and the door closed behind her, I had my clothes stripped off. After a very long flight to California, I needed a shower badly. I was very fortunate that every bedroom in my dad's house had its own private bath.

I climbed into the shower and closed the door. I was scrubbing my body down while fantasying about Bo; thinking about her body and what an amazing fuck she would be.

By the time my hand reached my cock, I had a throbbing erection. I wrapped one of my hands around it and I placed the other hand against the wall, to keep my balance. I began to slowly stroke my soapy cock while fantasying about Bo.

As my fantasies became more erotic, I began stroking my cock faster. Visions of Bo in different sexual positions filled my head. I felt cum rushing up the shaft of my cock and that was it. I couldn't contain myself any longer; I grunted as I shot a thick wad of cum all over the shower wall.

After a few seconds I came back to reality and finished showering, I stepped out of the shower and dried off. I went into my bedroom to get dressed for dinner. I dressed very casual for dinner, just in a pair of jeans, tight white tee shirt and a pair of white sneakers. 

I went downstairs into the living room and waited for Bo to come down. After about ten minutes of watching news programs, I heard a noise on the steps. I turned to see Bo standing at the top of the stairs with a smile on her face. 

Bo was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, a black skirt that ended mid thigh and she finished off the outfit with a pair of black suede knee high boots. She wasn't wearing any stockings, so the outfit showed off her amazingly tanned muscular legs. If I told everyone that she looked incredible, it would be an understatement. 

"Are we going out for dinner?" I asked her as she walked down the stairs.

"No," She responded "I had dinner delivered earlier"

"OK," I said.

She grabbed my hand and walked me over to the table. When I looked over the food that was laid out I became depressed. I was hoping to see a couple of nice thick steaks and some potatoes. Instead of meat there must have been around five vegetable platters, I forgot Bo was a vegetarian.

"Are you OK?" Bo asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I told her trying to hide my disappointment.

"Let me guess." she said "You were expecting some kind of meat."

"Yes." I said.

"Give it a try," she told me" You may actually like it."

'"I'll try it." I said half heartedly.

The vegetables weren't half bad, but by the end of the meal I still felt hungry. I helped clean off the table and bring the dishes into the kitchen. As I was helping Bo dry the dishes she told me that once we are done she would have a surprise for me. 

She peak my curiosity so much that I was moving twice as fast trying to clean the dishes. Once we put everything away, she grabbed a bottle of white wine from the refrigerator and told me to get two glasses from the cabinet.

We then walked into the living room and sat on the sofa in front of the television. I poured us two glasses of wine, as she got up and inserted a video into the VCR. 

On her way back to the sofa Bo grabbed the remote and clicked the play button. She picked up her glass of wine and sat on the sofa next to me.

"I hope you like the movie I chose." Bo said as she raised a glass of wine to her lips.

"I think I will." I said as I was admiring the sight of her tan smooth legs. She could have chosen the worst movie ever made and I wouldn't have cared.

All of a sudden the television screen burst to life. Across the screen ran the title "10, The Directors Cut.". Even though I wasn't allowed to see this movie my friends saw it and told me in great detail about it. But this version of the movie was the uncut version, which had a great deal more nude and sex scenes.

The only thing I was thinking about was that I was going to see my stepmother naked. Then as the movie continued to play I was wondering why she picked this movie?

I was watching the movie so intently, that I forgot Bo was sitting right next to me. My erection began throbbing in my pants watching all these nude women in the movie; especially seeing my stepmother nude running on the beach made it throb even more.

Then the most memorable scene in the movie came on screen. It was set in a hotel room in Mexico, and featured Bo and Dudley Moore. They were smoking a joint and talking about music and what she would do to different types of music.

That was when Dudley asked her what she does to Bolero, Bo responded fuck. I started wishing that this was true and that she would play a Bolero song now. 

I didn't have to wait to long because that was exactly what she did in the movie. After she started the music, she went into the bedroom and disrobed. She then invited Dudley to join her in the bedroom. I thought my erection was going to rip through my jeans, I was so turned on.

After Dudley got naked, he climbed onto the bed in between her legs and started fucking her. Bo then rotated Dudley's body so he was lying down on his back, while she straddled him. This gave me a great view of Bo's tits on the screen.

Bo was watching me carefully for my reaction. My eyes were fixed on the television, a bomb could have exploded and I wouldn't have turned away.

"How do you like it?" Bo asked. 

"I like it, I think it's hot." I murmured. She giggled at my response because my eyes didn't move from the scene on the television. 

"Which is hotter, the movie or you?" She laughed. 

"Both." I said.

"I can tell tiger." She stated.

She was right; my erection was pushing hard on the front of my jeans trying to force its way out. Then she snuggled up closer to me and reached down to begin rubbing my throbbing cock, I thought I was going to cum right then.

I didn't know if it was the wine we were drinking, or if it was the movie. But I didn't care that she was my stepmother. I had this Hollywood goddess snuggling up next to me; stroking my cock. I wanted to take her right then and there on the sofa, but I suppress my urges. 

As we continued to watch the movie; I wrapped my arm around her shoulder playing with her blond hair... I was in heaven and planning on enjoying this moment for as long as it lasts.

"I wish I was that guy. But I've never done that." I told Bo, as she lifted her head off my chest.

"You've never been with a girl before?" Bo asked me in a surprised voice.

"No." I said as my face turned red.

"Really, you're a virgin" She said with a wicked smile on her face.

"Yes, I am a virgin." I said in a shy voice.

"I've never been with a virgin before," Bo said.

"Do you want to be with one?" I asked in a begging voice as I looked into her eyes.

Bo was looking me over up and down. She had to admit that I had matured into a good looking guy. I stood a foot taller than her, I was 6' 4", 230 lbs., muscular build, waive brown hair and green eyes.

Bo didn't say a word; she took my hand and placed it on her thigh. I felt my cock begin to get harder, this was the furthest that I had ever gotten with a woman. Only in my wildest dreams I thought it would be with my stepmother. 

Bo moved her face up to mine and gave me a kiss. As her lips touched mine, my cock became fully erect and started to shoot cum in my underwear. As I was cumming in my underwear I began trembling, Bo knew that there was something wrong and stopped kissing me.

"Are you OK?" Bo asked me in a concerned tone.

"No." I said as my face turned bright red "I just had an orgasm in my pants."

"Don't be embarrassed" She said with a smile on her face, she grabbed my hand and started to squeeze it "It happens"





My Stepmother the Ten



"I'm sorry" I said in a shy voice.

"Don't be sorry, I'll get you hard again." she stated in a matter of fact tone.

She moved my hand towards her crotch, and it brushed against her pussy. I discovered that she wasn't wearing any panties and her pussy was cleanly shaven.

"I shave my pussy for your dad." She said.

I think I stammered the word "wow" but I'm not sure. Then I started thinking to myself that she had this whole evening planned, a little wine, erotic movie of her, no panties and a cleanly shaven pussy.

She told me to stand up in front of her. As I was standing in front of her, she reached out unzipped my pants and let them fall to the floor. She then pulled down my underwear full of cum, exposing my spent cock.

"Looks like, I might enjoy taking care of this." she said, putting my cock to her lips.

"I thought you were a vegetarian." I said jokingly as I took off my tee shirt and threw it on the sofa.

"I'll make an exception for you." Bo responded with a laugh.

She opened her mouth and placed my soft cock into it. I felt my cock grow and stiffen in her mouth as she sucked on it. After she got my cock partial erect again; she took it out of her mouth and began stroking it. 

As my cock kept growing in her hand a look of awe came across her face. I guess she didn't expect me to be that well endowed, but I was very well endowed, my cock fully erect was 13 inches and very thick. 

"That's amazing," Bo said "You're at least twice as big as your father."

She grabbed a tight hold of my cock at its base and started to feed it back into her mouth. Inch by inch my cock slowly disappeared into her mouth; until she feed my entire cock back into her mouth and down her throat.

"That's incredible," I said "Where did you learn how to do that?"

"Kay Parker," she responded, as she removed my cock from her mouth.

"Kay Parker," I said "The adult film actress?"

"Yes," Bo continued "We are very good friends. She taught me a lot of things."

"What else did she teach you?" I asked.

"Maybe, I'll show you someday." she told me as she was stroking my cock and licking the head.

I started to wonder what a porn queen would teach my stepmother and how they were friends. That's when I felt my balls tighten again as she started stroking my cock faster. 

"I'm gonna..." I tried to say but was silenced by her hand over my mouth. 

She placed my cock back in her mouth and started sucking hard on it. My hips bucked forward forcing more of it into her mouth; I grabbed her head and began face fucking her, trying to get as much of cock in her mouth.

After a couple of pumps I exploded in her mouth, shooting an even bigger load of cum down her throat. She tried to swallow the entire load, but a little bit trickled out of her mouth and ran down her chin.

"Very tasty," Bo said as she wiped her chin and smiled up at me.

I couldn't believe what had just happened; I had just received my first blowjob from my stepmother. I felt like I was floating on a cloud.

"John," Bo said, snapping me out of my trance.

"Yes?" I responded.

"Your turn." she told me.

"My turn!" I said in a surprised voice.

"Well, I took care of you." She told me as she spread her legs and lifted her skirt "Now, it's time for you to take care of me."

I dropped to my knees between her legs. Even though I was a virgin I watched a lot of adult videos; so I had an idea of what to do. That's also how I knew who Kay Parker was.

The scent of her pussy was sweet, so I darted my tongue out and took a lick. Her pussy tasted so good, I started licking up and down her slit, until I found her swollen clit. I took her clit between my front teeth and licked it with the tip of my tongue, while slipping a finger into her warm wet pussy.

I was licking and fingering Bo's pussy furiously. She started to buck her hips against my face and thrash her head around. She was moaning so loud, that I thought her neighbors would hear her.

"Oh god, yes," she panted "That's the spot."

This spurred me on, and I quickened my pace. Her fingers grabbed my head and forced my face into her pussy. She had spread her legs as far apart as possible, as I was finger fucking her like a madman and licking her clit.

"Oh yes! I'm going to cum!" she shrieked as her body began shaking and flooded my mouth with her pussy juice. After her orgasm had finished; she slumped down into the couch.

"You're a natural at that kid." She told me as I lick her pussy clean.

"I guess it helps watching adult movies" I said with a laugh.

"Come up here, sit next to me!" she said.

I climbed onto the sofa and sat next to Bo; she lowered her head and put her mouth on my cock to get it hard again. She was running her tongue all around the head and gently squeezing my balls. 

I was quickly getting hard again with Bo's expert sucking. Once she got me fully erect again, she pushed me onto my back and straddled me. 

She reached between our bodies and took a hold of my cock. As she lined up my cock with her pussy, I bucked my hips upward and impaled her on it.

"Fuck me baby; give it to your step mommy." She begged as she started fucking me and grinding her pussy down on my crotch. 

With each of my upward thrusts, she would match it with a downward thrust. As I was pounding her pussy, she pulled her sweater off, exposing her breasts. As the sweater came off I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra. When they came into view I couldn't believe my eyes; Bo's B cup tits had grown larger into a pair of firm C cup tits.

I began licking and sucking her nipples, gently squeezing each of her nipples. She was softly moaning in pleasure, which inspired me to continue with what I was doing.

I put my arms around her waist, putting my hands on her firm ass. I spread her ass cheeks apart and I forced my index finger inside her asshole.

"Oh yes, I love that." She moaned.

I began fingering her ass while pounding her pussy. I could feel my fourth orgasm of the night building up.

"Oh my god," She was moaning "Fuck me harder."

I never knew my stepmother had such a filthy mouth, but I had to admit that it turned me on more than a little bit. I felt her pussy clench around my cock and her ass clenched my finger. Faster and faster I was screwing her pussy, trying to get my cock as deep as possible.

"I'm cumming!!!!!!" Bo screamed as I felt her body tense up with an orgasm. She was bucking wildly as she moaned in pleasure above me.

After her orgasm subsided, she continued to ride me like at bull at rodeo.

"I'm gonna cum!" I screamed as my body tensed up.

"Pull out! Don't cum inside me." Bo said as she dismounted me.

Bo kissed and licked her way down my body; until her mouth was on my cock. She began licking her juices off my cock while stroking me. 

Bo then wrapped her tits around my cock; pressing them together to form a tight grip. I began fucking her tits, it didn't take to long before I was shooting another load all over them. When I shot the last stream of cum onto her tits, I looked at her rubbing it into her breasts.

"That was great." She said.

"It was amazing," I responded.

She then lay down on top of my body; we stayed like that, holding and kissing, each other for a long time, neither of us wanting this moment to end. After an hour we decided that we should get more comfortable.

We then stripped off the remainder of our clothes and went upstairs into my bedroom. After a long rest I fucked Bo once more, before we went to sleep that night. Bo proved to be as hungry for my cock as I was for her pussy. I knew for certain that I had just gotten some of the best pussy that I will ever get. 

She snuggled up to me just before we went to sleep and told me that there were many more things she wanted to teach me. I said a silent prayer of thanks for having such a great stepmother... 

 The End? You tell me... 



My Stepmother's Milk



My father remarried a few years after divorcing my mom. He literally ran into another woman on his way out of the court house. Depressed and in need of company, he invited the woman out for coffee the next morning. 

I didn't get to see Pamela for a few months. I knew my father was going out with her, but she never really came around the house. They always went out. After returning home one drunken night my father confided in me that he didn't want to bring another woman around the house if she wasn't going to last. He said that I didn't need that, especially after just losing my mother.

My father had expected his tryst with Pamela to be nothing more than a fling, but they managed to last months longer than he originally planned. Soon, those months turned into years, and the two of them decided to get married.

Once my father was sure he was going to be with Pam for at least a little while, she started coming over a lot more. And I began to notice something: her tits were huge. They were much bigger than any I had ever seen before. They seemed to defy gravity, standing out from her chest in perfect round orbs, and they bounced slightly with every step she took. 

I wondered sometimes how I hadn't noticed them before, but perhaps I just wasn't paying much attention. I was caught up with my own girlfriend around the time Pam started to become more present in my life. When I finally broke up with my girlfriend after I caught her cheating with some boy I didn't care to know, I came home quite distraught, and Pam was there to comfort me. I remember very distinctly the feeling of her soft bosoms pressing against me as she enveloped me in what should have been a comforting hug. Instead, I was gifted with an unexpected rush of arousal to my crotch, and I had to wriggle out of her arms and upstairs to my room in order to relieve some of the tension. 

From then on, I'd had an unhealthy obsession with my stepmother's tits.

It didn't help that Pamela had a very unique hobby. The story behind this is quite interesting. Pamela got knocked up by a boyfriend while she was still in college, but she unfortunately lost the baby. After the miscarriage, she started complaining of an unpleasant sensation in her breasts, and -- trying to massage the pain away one night -- was rewarded with a cascade of milk squirting from her nipples. The nurse suggested that perhaps there was an excess of prolactin in her system, and provided her with a breast pump. A few days later, Pamela was asked if she would like to donate her breast milk to some of the premature and clinically ill babies in the NICU, and she agreed, wanting to put a positive spin on her situation.

Years later, Pamela still continues to donate her breast milk to banks around the country. It was quite a shock to me when I found out; I came downstairs one morning to see her sitting on the sofa watching TV, one of her breasts hanging from her shirt, pumping away. I stared, transfixed, as I watched the thin stream of creamy white liquid slide down and pool at the bottom of the plastic bottle. When Pam noticed me, she blushed furiously and hurried to cover herself, saying that she thought no one was home and so she decided to pump downstairs in the living room where the television was, because her favourite soap was on.

My stepmother sat me down and explained what she did that morning; all the while I tried to ignore the raging hard on in my pants. It was definitely not helped by the small wet patch that surrounded one of her nipples -- some of her milk had seeped from her shirt. She caught me staring at it and hastily excused herself upstairs to go change. I remained in my spot, pulled my cock from my shorts and jacked it furiously, imagining her soft tits and the milk leaking from it, shooting my cum into my hand.

That was the summer before I went away to college. I didn't have any more incidents with my stepmother or her breast pumping after that, although I did spend more nights (and sometimes days) than I would have liked jacking off to the thought of her tits... I imagined myself squeezing the soft mounds in my hands, pinching and twirling the nipples between my fingers, pulling at her until the white milk came squirting...

I thought that once I'd gone off to college I would go back to normal and stop fantasizing about my stepmother's tits. I screwed as many girls as I could, hoping that would fix it, and it did at first. But after a while I gave up, resigned to the fact that no girl at my university had tits that came close to what I had back home. They turned me on -- I was a horny nineteen year old boy, anything would turn me on -- but nothing got me hotter than the thought of Pamela's tits.

~*~

I was sitting on the couch in my living room, shoving chips in my mouth and only half watching whatever crap was on the television. It was a Saturday afternoon and I was home for the summer. My dad and my stepmother had both gone out with friends earlier that morning, and I wouldn't be going out until much later, so I was home alone. Bored out of my mind, I passed out on the couch.

I was woken up by a loud banging noise. It startled me, and I fell off of the couch, scrambling up and making my way to the door. Pamela was standing outside, waving at me enthusiastically. I unlocked the door and swung it open to let her inside. 

"Pam, what are you doing? Why didn't you just let yourself in?"

"Nails, silly!" she said, smiling at me brightly, raising her hands for me to look. I glanced down at her spread fingers and took note of a shiny pink gloss coating her nails, still noticeably wet.

"I can't touch anything because I don't want to mess them up," she continued, bouncing over to the counter and sliding her purse gingerly off her arm. "What are you up to?" she asked, making her way out of the kitchen.

"Oh, nothing..." I mumbled. She didn't seem too interested in an answer, as she was already on her way upstairs.

I made my way back to the sofa, resuming my horizontal position and closing my eyes.

A few minutes later I heard the sound of Pamela coming back down the stairs. I kept my eyes closed until I heard her stop at the entrance to the living room and call my name.

"Paul?"

Her voice was small and hesitant, completely opposite of the rather happy tone she had when she had bounced into the house. I peeked one of my eyes open to see what she wanted. She stood a few feet in front of me, holding a plastic bag by the palm of her hands so as not to mess up her nails. I opened my eyes and sat up to better see what was in the bag, and my eyes widened in shock when I realized what it was: Pamela's breast pump.

My eyes darted up to her face and I saw a red flush come over her skin. She averted her eyes and opened her mouth. "I'm really sorry, I should have done this when I woke up this morning, but I completely forgot, and my breasts are kind of sore and they feel really full, and I know that you probably won't want to but I just can't do it myself, I've already had a manicure and I don't want to ruin these nails, they were very expensive and I'm supposed to be going out with your father tonight and I would just feel horrible if I messed them up..."

My ears were ringing, and so I didn't catch all of her explanation, but I did get the gist of it. Did she want me to pump her breasts for her...? I felt my cock twitch in my pants, and I was sure my face had gone white.

She seemed to shrink in on herself, embarrassed at my silence. "I -- I'm s-sorry," she sputtered. "I shouldn't have -- I shouldn't be asking you to do this—"

She began to turn away, and I shook my head, forcing myself to say something before the opportunity was lost.

"No!" I practically shouted. She turned back around, frowning a bit, and I cleared my throat. "Uh, I mean... I d-don't mind, if you're feeling... uncomfortable, I guess I could help you out..."

A grin spread over Pam's face, and I felt the corner of my own mouth twitch up at the sight of it. "Oh, Paul, will you? Oh, I would be so grateful if you could!"

She shuffled over to me and sat down on the sofa, placing the breast pump in my lap, and I was grateful that I was wearing quite loose shorts, so that my growing erection was not as obvious. 

Now that she sat across from me, the embarrassment seemed to come back over her, and she looked down in her lap. I cleared my throat again, and when I spoke, my voice was slightly hoarse. "So, uh... w-what... what exactly...?"

Pam scooted a bit closer to me, her tits bouncing with each move, and another twinge of lust shot through my dick. I felt a blush come over my face and I looked away.

"Well, first..." she began, her voice small and hesitant, "first, you would need to... remove my breast... from my shirt..."

She couldn't look at me; just as well, because I couldn't bear to look her in the eyes at this exact moment. But I was too excited -- I could not believe that I was finally getting a chance to touch her tits! The same tits I had been fantasizing about and masturbating to for months. I reached my hand up, slowly, so as not to appear to eager, and moved it towards her breast. My hand shaking slightly, but I was determined -- I couldn't go back now even if I wanted to. And trust me, I didn't.

When my palm finally made contact with her soft flesh I felt another shock of pleasure run through my crotch. I could feel her nipple harden under my touch. I moved my hand up and reached for the neck of her shirt, pulling it down and revealing a purple lacy bra underneath. I pushed it out of the way as well, and her left tit popped out of her shirt, spilling over her clothes, a small dot of liquid already visible on her erect nipple.

I must have sat there staring at her juicy tits for longer than normal because I heard Pam clear her throat. I was jolted out of my stupor and reached clumsily for the pump that still sat in my lap, hoping she wouldn't notice the raging hard on in my pants. I opened the bag and pulled out the contraption.

"How do I...?"

"Well, first it would help a bit if you would massage the breast," she said, seeming a little less hesitant than she was before. "Helps to get the milk out... it's called letdown."

If there was anything this situation was, it was most certainly not a letdown. I nodded my head and reached out my hands, placing them both on my stepmother's tit. The skin was soft under my palm, and as I squeezed I could feel her flesh mold to fit the shape of my hand. I couldn't believe I was touching them... my cock throbbed with every grasp of my hand.

"Okay, that should be good," she said, and I was disappointed, but I moved my hands and picked up the pump anyway.

"Now, if you would guide the breast into the pump... make sure the nipple is placed properly..."

I held her breast in one of my hands, picking up the pump with the other, and placing the funnel shaped end squarely on her nipple. Once I felt that it was a snug fit, I wrapped my fingers around the handle and squeezed.

The first few times only a few drops of thin white liquid came out; and then a sudden stream of milk came squirting out of her nipple, running in tiny rivulets down the sides of the container, forming a small puddle at the bottom. I squeezed again, sending another shot of milk into the flask. I kept pumping, mesmerized at the way her nipple was sucked and elongated with each clench of the handle.

We sat there for a few minutes, me pumping away and Pamela not saying anything. At one point I looked up to see her face, and I noticed that her eyes were staring rather fixedly at my crotch. I blushed and looked down, hoping my excitement wasn't too apparent, and resolved not to look at her face again until this ordeal was over. (Probably not even afterwards...)

After a while she had me switch to her other breast, which I also had to massage before placing the nipple into the flask and pumping away at her breast. The bottle was half full by the time we made the switch, and would be completely filled to the brim by the time we emptied her second breast. My cock was straining painfully against the fabric of my shorts -- I felt like I was going to explode any second. This was too unreal; I could not believe that I had sat here pumping my stepmother's breasts...

Eventually we were finished. I removed the pump from her breast and tucked her tits back into her bra, pulling her shirt up and removing them from my sight. She raised her palms and rubbed them lightly over her chest.

"Oh, Paul, you don't know how good that feels... So much better! Thanks, hon!" She smiled brightly at me and had me cap the bottle and place it in the refrigerator for her. I bagged the pump and threw it on the counter, mumbling a "You're welcome" to her before rushing out of the kitchen, making my way as fast as I could upstairs to offer my aching cock some relief.

~*~

I spent the night in my room, not even leaving to get dinner. I couldn't look my stepmother in the eye, and I definitely didn't want my father to get suspicious at the tense atmosphere that would certainly accompany my presence at the dinner table.

But I could only stave off hunger so long, and resigned myself to joining them at the breakfast table the next morning. I woke up between sticky sheets with a severe case of morning wood, the remnants of some highly explicit dream that I couldn't remember but that I was almost certain had something to do with the well-endowed woman making breakfast downstairs.

I pulled at my cock furiously until I felt my balls tightening up and a wave of pleasure shoot through my cock, the hot white liquid landing against my skin. Then I ran to the bathroom and jumped in the shower, making sure the temperature was as low as I could stand it, cooling myself off.

When I reached the kitchen, Pamela was moving plates from the counter to the table, where my dad sat enjoying his breakfast.

"Good morning, honey!" Pam said, smiling at me brightly as I walked in the room. I didn't dare say anything to her, so I walked quietly to the table and sat in my seat, pulling a plate of food towards me.

I tried not to look at her, but I couldn't help it; she was still in her pajamas, and the cotton was visibly thin against her skin... I could see her nipples poking out of shirt, teasing me, inviting me to reach out and touch them, twist them between my fingers, squeeze and pull at them until little droplets of white began to seep out of the tip...

"Would you like some milk, darling?"

I started in my seat, the colour draining from my face. She couldn't possibly be asking me...?!

"W-w-what?!" I sputtered, still not looking at her.

"Some milk? To go with your food?"

I raised my head to see Pam standing next to me, a pitcher of milk in her hand. Oh, right. The color began to make its way back into my face -- of course that's what she meant. She reached over my plate to take my glass, filling it to the top and setting it back down.

"You alright, Paul?" my father said from across the table. "You look a bit shaken up. Did you have a bad dream or something?" He chuckled and shoved another forkful of food into his mouth.

"Yeah, something like that..." I mumbled, reaching for the glass of milk and raising it to my lips.

After breakfast my father left to go sporting with his friends. Pamela had gone upstairs a few minutes earlier. I stayed after both of them, cleaning up the table, rinsing off the dishes and placing them in the dishwasher. Then I made my way back upstairs, looking forward to hours of video games.

As I walked past my father's bedroom something caught my eye; Pam was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless, the breast pump hanging off of one of her tits. I felt a jolt shoot through my cock and I backtracked, stopping so that I could see her through the gap between the door and its frame. She was holding her breast in her left hand and pumping with her right. I couldn't see much, but I did see the streams of milk that were sliding down the edges of the glass.

I trained my eyes on the breast that wasn't hidden, the nipple pert and dripping slightly with milk. My cock was throbbing in my pants, and I reached down to massage it with the palm of my hand, hoping to alleviate some of the pressure. I was breathing heavily, but I couldn't tell how loud it was; I covered my mouth with my hand, trying to keep Pam from hearing me.

"I know you're there, Paul."

Well. Fuck that.

Not wanting to be rude, I stepped around the door and slowly made me way into the room. "I heard you coming up the stairs, and you didn't walk past to your room," she said. She raised her head and smiled at me for a moment, then turned her gaze back to her work.

I was visibly aroused, the fabric around my crotch sticking out in a noticeable tent. My face was flushed, and I didn't speak.

"Would you like to come and help? You seemed to be enjoying yourself yesterday." I looked up and saw her staring pointedly at my crotch. Still blushing, I walked slowly over to where she was and sat a few inches in front of her, taking the pump from her hands and squeezing. I could see the nipple stretching as I did, the milk squirting into the container.

I had only squeezed a few times before I heard her speak again. "Would you like to taste it?"

My head shot up, eyes widening, my straining against my pants. Yes, oh god yes, I would love to! But I couldn't say it; my mouth had gone dry. 

"Oh come on," she said, grinning at me. "It's actually rather sweet..." She pushed my hand out of the way, pulling the pump from her breast and setting it on the nightstand. Then she reached for my head and pushed me forward until my face was barely an inch from her tit.

"Now... suck it," she said.

I opened my mouth and latched on, swirling my tongue around her nipple, and then I sucked, a spray of thin, warm liquid shooting into my mouth. I let it flow over my tongue, savouring the taste of it -- slightly sweet, fatty and very rich. I continued to suck at her tit, reaching up with my hand to massage the rest of her breast under my palm. My left hand found her other breast, and I began twisting her nipple between the pads of my fingers, pulling at it until I felt tiny droplets of liquid sliding down my hand. Pam was moaning above me; her hand was still in my hair, pushing me further into her lactating breast. I was aching, the sensations on my tongue to much for me, the dick throbbing in my pants, aching for release.

"Mm, that feels so good baby," she breathed, running her fingers through my hair. "You know, it's always been a secret fetish of mine... to breastfeed a grown adult.... I find it terribly... erotic, ah—"

She gasped as I bit down lightly on her nipple. The milk was overflowing in my mouth, white rivulets trickling out past my lips and down the side of my face.

I heard her start talking again. "I've always wanted to do it... but your father... he wouldn't... he thinks it's disgusting... he won't go anywhere near my tits when we're fucking... and I can't do it myself, but I can't go the rest of my life like that, and you just do it so right—"

I couldn't take it anymore. With me sucking at her tits and her talking like she was above me, I was seconds away from creaming my pants. I took my mouth from her nipple with a small pop and sat up, pushing her back roughly onto the bed and straddling her waist. I got up on my knees and grabbed the band of my shorts, pushing them down, my cock finally springing free of its confines. The head was swollen, with precum beading at the tip. 

Pamela lay beneath me, her hands on her breasts, pushing them together. I held myself up by my hands, guiding my cock along her body until it slid between the two pert mounds. I shuddered as I felt myself being enveloped by her warm flesh, gliding back and forth against her soft skin. The precum was leaking from the tip of my cock, coating my shaft and the crevice between her tits. I was already so close; Pam was mewling beneath me, biting her lip seductively. Then I felt something cold and wet trickling down my skin; I glanced down to see Pam's fingers pulling at her nubs, droplets of white liquid seeping out, cascading down her body in every direction. My cock was slicked with her milk, and the sensations of the thin white liquid coupled with the softness of her ample breasts sent me over the edge; I convulsed against her body, thrusting between her tits, my cum shooting out of me and landing on her chest. Some of it caught her on her bottom lip, and she swiped across it with her tongue.