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A Wife and Stepmother's Love Ch. 01

By: teeneyw



What happens when you combine a household consisting of a 50-year old husband, his new 36-year old hot blonde wife, and two college-age studs whose testosterone is out of control? This is the story of how such an arrangement can affect the sexual dynamics of a family.

Bruce had just returned from his honeymoon with Angela when he received a phone call from his older son, Brett. Brett was finishing his junior year at college, and he and his younger brother, Michael, had both landed summer jobs back in their hometown. Bruce's ex had moved out of state during the school year, so the boys really did not have a home to come back to. They had lived with their mother since the divorce twelve years ago. Now Brett was inquiring as to whether he and Michael could stay with Bruce and his new bride. 

Brett and Michael, while resembling their father in their facial features, were very different from him. Both took after their grandfather on their mother's side--tall, very athletic, and they kept in great shape. At 6 foot four, Brett was four inches taller than his dad, and had brown hair and piercing blue eyes. Michael was 6 foot three, every bit as handsome as Brett, and was blond like his mother. While Brett was the outgoing, alpha male in the family, Michael was more like his father, somewhat shy and not as confident around women as his older brother. 

Bruce stood 6 feet tall, with graying hair and never had the swagger he saw in Brett. He had developed a bit of a belly from lots of years of good eating and drinking and seldom worked out. He and his ex had grown apart over the years and had an amicable split. Bruce and Beth's sex life had always been just so-so, and Bruce realized alot of that had to do with his inability to satisfy Beth in the bedroom. She was never able to orgasm with him, and Bruce knew he neither had the equipment nor the stamina to be able to change that. 

In Angela, Bruce had found a much more responsive woman sexually. Of course as newlyweds, everything was still new and fresh for them. Angela responded more to Bruce's touch and technique than his ex ever had. She was deeply in love with him and the sex with Bruce was more lovemaking than it was fucking. Angela was able to have orgasms with Bruce, albeit with his finger on her clit, not with his penis inside her, but they were satisfying nonetheless. With her first husband, Angela regularly came during intercourse. Of course, her first husband possessed a much larger cock than did Bruce and that played a big part in the intensity and frequency of her orgasms. She also felt that her new husband had a bit of an anxiety problem, maybe due to his lack of confidence in his penis size. Her ex had tremendous stamina to go with his ability and cock size and that made a world of difference to Angela. But he was also extremely selfish and totally opposite of Bruce's caring, sensitive personality.

Angela was surprised when Bruce told her about his son's request. She had met Brett and Michael only once before the wedding and at the wedding they were pretty busy with their friends. She did get to dance once with each of them and just thought they were such gentlemen--like their father. She'd been looking forward to extending her honeymoon with her new husband, so having his two sons move in threw her a little bit.

After discussing it for a few days, both newlyweds decided the upside outweighed the downside and Bruce called Brett to let him know it would be fine. Angela had told her husband after thinking it over, that it would be a good way to get to know her stepsons better. After the move was completed, both boys began their jobs immediately. Brett's current girlfriend from college was half a continent away, and Micheal had broken up with his girlfriend before school ended. So most nights after work, the boys came home to an evening with their dad and stepmom. Since all four of them worked, they took turns preparing meals, or on occasion, all went out to eat together.

Brett was beginning to notice alot of things about Angela, and was very attracted to her. His stepmom was tall, in the 5'9" to 5'10" range, had blonde hair, blue eyes, and an absolutely perfect figure. She was slim from working out every morning before work, yet had the most perfect heart-shaped ass, and a set of tits that just screamed to be played with. Brett estimated them to be 36D's or maybe DD's, and they definitely were all natural. No wonder his dad had been so attracted to her.

Angela dressed pretty casually in the evenings and often only wore shorts and a tee-shirt. Brett hoped to see her braless in those shirts, but she always had a bra on, except late in the evening, when she often put on a nightgown. Now that was revealing! Her nightgown often would gap at the top, especially if she bent over to pick up a magazine or something off the floor. Angela also had the greatest personality and was fun to talk to and joke with. And she was helping Michael come out of his shell a little, and Brett and Bruce both liked that. Like many brothers, Brett and Michael were pretty close. They talked about all the normal things, like sex, and since Michael was two years younger than Brett, he pretty much followed his brother's lead on many things. Brett had coached him on alot of sexual things, and although still a virgin, Michael had had some sexual activity with his girlfriend in college. 

One evening they were in Brett's room enjoying a couple beers and Brett asked, "Did you get a good look at those tits Angela has? Man, what a handful!"

Michael replied, "I couldn't stop staring at her, especially when she bent over. Dad is such a lucky guy. I'd give anything to get my hands on those puppies."

Brett looked very thoughtful. "You know little brother, it might seem impossible now, but I'm starting to formulate a plan that could make your wish come true--and some of my own desires as well." The two brothers toasted one another with their beer bottles, as Micheal grinned broadly.

As Brett began working on his plan, both he and his brother were treated to many more visual delights involving their stepmother. The house had a nice secluded pool out back with a hot tub, and it was not unusual during those hot days of early June, for Angela to take a quick dip in the pool after work, then maybe a short soak in the hot tub, especially on the nights someone else made dinner. Because no neighbors could see the pool, Angela wore only her skimpy bikini which showed about as much of her breasts and ass as her stepsons were going to see outside the bedroom and shower.

Bruce sometimes saw one or both of his sons staring from the kitchen out to the pool, and he knew they were watching his wife. Angela did own a couple thong swimsuits, but her husband knew she was too modest to wear those in front of the boys. However, after seeing the effect of her bikinis on the boys, he decided he'd better talk with his wife.

When the boys went out that night, Bruce said to Angela, "Hon, you may want to take it easy with the bikinis. I'm afraid the boys are finding you to be very distracting in them."

Angela looked very surprised. "Really? I hadn't noticed."

"Oh yeah," Bruce nodded. "I caught both of them staring at you from the kitchen tonight. I want them to like you and all, but not necessarily lust after you."

Angela laughed. "Okay, I'll try to be more modest. I have a two-piece suit that's not a bikini I can wear." But as she thought about her husband's remarks, she began to feel a nice tingle between her legs. "Do they find me that attractive?" she wondered to herself. "After all, I'm old enough to be their mother."

Due to Bruce getting up first each morning, he always went to bed early. Angela would stay up an extra hour or two and read or watch TV. Brett and Micheal came in after Bruce had gone to bed that night and found Angela reading. Both boys were a little tipsy--not drunk, but feeling no pain either. Angela had to stifle several laughs at their condition. They said their goodnights, then went up to bed. Angela read for another half hour, turned out the lights, and headed up the stairs. She saw a dim light coming from Brett's room and realized he'd left the door slightly ajar. She glanced at Michael's room and saw the door was closed tight, as was the master bedroom door. She turned off the hall light and started for her room, then heard a slight moan come from Brett's room. With curiousity getting the better of her, she tiptoed down the carpeted hall and peaked into the room. 

What Angela saw caused her to catch her breath. She hoped Brett didn't hear her. There was her stepson lying on his back completely nude, with a Penthouse Magazine in his hand. His other hand was slowly rubbing his very erect cock. Angela had a perfect view from the light next to Brett's bed. She could make out every vein in his throbbing dick. She noticed the golf ball size testicles hangin down from the base of his shaft. What a difference from Bruce's marble-sized balls! She estimated Brett's cock to be about nine inches long and nearly as big around as her wrist. She wondered if she could fit her small hand around it. The head was quite shiny and flared out from the shaft like a big mushroom. She realized the shiny look was from pre-cum he'd smeared around it. Angela simply could not tear herself away from watching. She knew boys this age masturbated, but she was fascinated, both by his incredible size and his stiffness. It dawned on her that this young man's cock was probably twice as long as his father's four inches, and much, much thicker, probably twice as big around. Her pussy felt very damp with excitement.

When Brett put the magazine down, he reached for, and fondled his big balls with his free hand. Angela let out another little gasp of air. Brett heard this second gasp and realized his stepmother was watching him. He closed his eyes and began stroking faster, smiling to himself as he realized phase one of his plan was working to perfection. Angela had by now reached under her nightgown and found her swollen clit with her middle finger. Her cunt was very wet now and she plunged two fingers deep inside. She watched that heavenly cock throbbing in Brett's hand and knew she was beyond the point of no return. As Brett stroked faster, nearing his orgasm, he tensed up and launched a powerful load of semen straight towards the ceiling. At that moment, Angela shuddered through an orgasm of her own that left her legs so weak she had to grab the wall to keep from falling. She did manage to get back down the hall and into her room just before Brett headed for the hall bathroom to clean himself up.

The next morning, Angela avoided making eye contact with Brett as she went about making and eating her breakfast before scooting out for work. Brett knew she was feeling self-conscious about what she had seen the night before. But he felt so good inside about the first phase of his plan succeeding. He had wanted the young hot wife to get a really good look at his cock, and figured that letting her catch him jacking off was the easiest way to do it. Now he was ready to move to step two. Brett was a psychology major and in one of his courses, he had done alot of research about dominance and submissiveness in sexual relationships. He had a theory about his 50-year old father and his 36-year old stepmother. He felt that this relationship might be absolutely ripe, either for him to dominate both of them, or for Angela to dominate her husband. But he needed to do a couple of other things to test his theory.

Brett and Michael were both pretty good basketball players and their dad had been too, back in the day. So the next night he asked both his father and brother to go to the gym with him and an old high school buddy, Justin, to play some two-on-two. Bruce decided he needed the workout and it would be fun to play ball with both boys again. When Angela said goodbye to them, she still was having trouble making eye contact with Brett, and he noticed that. The game was very competitive, with Bruce and Michael teaming up against Brett and Justin. They played four games with Bruce and Michael only winning one. After two good hours of basketball, they headed for the showers. This is where Brett started to get excited about phase two of his plan. At the recreation center where they played, the only shower available to the men was a community shower where everyone showered together with no stalls.

All four guys stripped down and entered the shower together. As often happens, the guys tend to surreptitiously check one another out, wanting to know how big a penis they each have. Nobody was overt about it, but as they soaped up and rinsed off, Brett made sure he got a very good look at his dad's penis. His observation was that flaccid, Bruce's penis was no longer than two inches. He also noted how thin it was. In addition, his dad had very small testicles and Brett took note of that. He was trying to estimate how long and thick his dad would be erect and figured no more than five inches long and maybe as thick as a hot dog. He wondered how that could satisfy a hot wife like Angela.

At the same time, Bruce was doing some checking of his own. He hadn't seen his sons' penises in several years and both boys had matured into men. They both sported alot of chest and pubic hair like Bruce had. But the one difference he noticed immediatly between thier cocks and his was that each of them had flaccid cocks that hung down well below their balls and were probably in the range of five to six inches flaccid. Bruce did his own mental calculations and decided that these boys would have erect cocks in the range of 8 or 9 inches. Very impressive, and he bet their girlfriends were very pleased. Bruce knew that his sons took after their grandfather on their mother's side, and not after his side. He was also impressed with the thickness of their tools. Definitely women pleasers, and Bruce was proud of that fact.

When he arrived home, Brett went into Michael's room for a quick beer before bed. He told him, "I've accomplished the first two phases of my plan, Michael. Based on what I've seen so far, I really think you can almost count on getting Angela's big tits in your hands someday. In fact, you might even get more than that."

Michael grinned at his older brother. "So, how many phases to go? Is there anything I can do to help?"

Brett thought for a few seconds, then said, "You know, there really is something you can do. Part of my plan is to get Angela to feel really sexy around us, like she is turning us on alot. So the way you could help is to make sure that whenever she's dressed really sexy, or her nightgown comes open, or she has her bikini on...make sure she knows you're looking and admiring her body." Michael readily agreed to help out in that way.

As Brett left his room, he saw that Bruce and Angela's door was closed, so both had gone to bed, since there were no lights on downstairs. He tiptoed to their door and pressed his ear to the door, hoping to get lucky. This might be phase three of his plan, happening earlier than he thought. Inside he heard conversation, but couldn't make out exactly what they were saying. He was hoping that they were going to have sex but couldn't be sure. He thought he heard alot of kissing going on, which meant foreplay. Sure enough, they were quiet for awhile, then talked again, then quiet. Brett then took a huge risk and quietly turned the door handle, not finding it locked. He opened the door less than an inch, just to be able to hear. That's when Brett clearly heard Angela say, "Do you wnat me to get on top, or do you want to be?"

Bruce replied, "I'd love for you to be on top so I can really play with those beautiful tits of yours." That's when Brett heard alot of movement on the bed, then heard his father sigh, "Oh yes, that feels so good. Can you feel it in you?" 

"Oh yes, lover, I can," Angela cooed. "Mmmm....play with my tits."

Then Bruce's voice rose as he said, "Ah..shit...can't hold it...cummming...." and Brett heard Angela giggling as her husband dumped his load inside her.

Brett looked at his watch and realized he'd been at the door less than five minutes. More importantly, he estimated that from the time Angela had mounted his father, it had been all of 45 seconds. Brett grinned the biggest grin he had in a long time. As he gently closed the door and made his way back to his room, he lay down on his bed. "Let's see, what do we know now?" he asked himself. "Angela is very attracted to my big cock. Her husband has a very small penis. When they fuck each other, my dad lasts less than a minute inside her, which means she does not have an orgasm. All the indications are that my dad could a good submissive, but maybe just needs to have it brought out in him. And I know just the two sons to do that."

The next day, Bruce came home from work and saw Angela swimming in the pool, again in a skimpy bikini. It was Michael's turn to cook, and Brett was out by the pool, in his speedo, sitting on the edge of the pool, watching Angela swim. Bruce saw Michael staring out the window at the blonde hot wife before Michael knew Bruce was present. Bruce looked down and saw that his son had an erection tenting the front of his shorts. He decided not to say anything to Michael, and as he made his presence known, his son attempted to cover up his excitement. 

Just then, Angela got out of the pool dripping wet. Her hard nipples were pretty evident in her white bikini top, and Brett was staring at them rather obviously. Angela noticed the hungry look in his eyes and tried to ignore it. She toweled off and felt Brett's eyes on her bikini-covered tight butt as she walked towards the house. Both Bruce and Michael noticed that she put an extra wiggle in her walk. Angela went upstairs as Michael called after her and said, "Only ten minutes till dinner."

Bruce walked into the bedroom as Angela was changing and noticed how taut her nipples were as she took of her suit. "Wow! Something got you excited, huh, babe?"

She looked at her nipples and laughed. "Oh, just the cold water. It felt so good in the hot sun."

"I thought we agreed that you might avoid the bikinis for awhile while the boys are here," he said.

She was quiet for a moment, and then said, "I think you're worried about nothing, Bruce. I feel more comfortable in a bikini than the two-piece when I'm swimming.

"And sexier?" her husband pried.

Angela smiled. "Yes, and sexier," she admitted.

"Do you know that Michael had an erection watching you from the kitchen?"

Angela looked very surprised, then smiled a very sexy smile. "Really? No, I didn't know that, darling. Are you worried about him or Brett getting too turned on by me?" Bruce just looked at her and didn't know how to respond. Angela managed to glance down at her husband's crotch and saw the tell-tale sign of a little erection. She said nothing, but noted his physical response to her question.

Since she hadn't cum the previous night during her lovemaking with Bruce, Angela was feeling pretty horny after dinner as she sat in the family room. The guys were watching a game on tv and she had unbuttoned two more buttons on her blouse than normal. She saw both boys occasionally glance her way. When Bruce finally went up to bed, she told Brett and Michael she was going to get more comfortable and asked them if they wanted some popcorn. Gettng a positive response, she put the popcorn in the microwave and went upstairs to change. Bruce was in the shower when she stood there naked, reaching for her nightgown. She didn't know why she did it, but instead took a Victoria Secret sheer nightgown off the hanger and put it on. Her breasts nearly spilled out of the gown, and it was cut very short up the side. She left the bedroom before her husband exited the shower.


A Wife and Stepmother's Love Ch. 01



When she walked into the family room with the popcorn, both Brett and Michael looked over and their eyes nearly popped out of their heads. They could see every curve of thier stepmother's body in the red nightgown. The top half of her breasts were clearly showing. She bent over to give Michael the popcorn and her tits nearly spilled out of the gown. Michael stared at her nearly naked breasts for a few moments, then made eye contact with her as he smiled. She smiled back at him, then did the same routine for Brett and he stared even longer, taking in the swell of her beautiful breasts. Then Angela went into the kitchen to pour herself a big glass of wine. It was her third of the evening and she was feeling the effects. "Can I bring you guys a beer or something?" she asked.

"Sure," Brett replied and she came back in with the two beers, then got her wine. She settled into her recliner, and the two boys were on the couch. When Angela sat, the split in her nightgown opened up to reveal most of her thighs. Again, both boys stared at their stepmom's perfect legs, and realized they could nearly see her pussy.

"Can I ask you two something?" Angela said, slurring her words slightly after she took a big gulp of wine.

"Sure," Michael replied.

"Well, your father's a little worried that I'm revealing too much of myself in my bikinis when I go swimming. He thinks you both may be having a difficult time with that, me being your stepmom and all. So I just wondered, do I need to dress more modestly around you?"

Brett looked at Michael, and neither said a word for a few seconds. Then Brett took the lead as he always did with Michael. "Oh, Angela, not at all. First of all, we're all family now, just as if we were your own sons. And second, you should dress in whatever makes you comfortable. If you like wearing bikinis, and don't mind us seeing you in them, then that's what you should do."

"Plus," Michael said, surprising even himself, "you really do have a fantastic body and you work hard to keep it in such good shape. Why not show it off whenever you can?" Brett smiled and nodded to make sure Angela saw that he was in agreement.

The blonde wife took another big drink of her wine, and felt that spot between her legs getting a little wet. She thought about Brett's masturbation session two nights before and how it had aroused her. A thought flashed through her mind that she should return the favor for her stepson. "Well...then let me ask you about this nightgown. Is this too much for the two of you? Should I not be wearing this in front of my stepsons?"

At that point, Brett said, "Again, is it something you're comfortable wearing, even in front of us? I can assure you, both Michael and I can handle it. We've both seen women partly unclothed before, and yes, even naked, so it's not like we're completely shocked. And by the way, Angela, you have fantastic legs. I mean really sexy legs." Michael nodded in agreement, and Angela smiled in appreciation.

"Well, thank you Brett. I do appreciate that. Anytime a 21-year old man compliments a 36-year old woman on her figure, well, that is a very nice thing to do,and makes me feel very sexy. I really don't mean to arouse you two with my bikinis or my nightgowns, but I certainly would understand if you did get aroused. But I don't think your dad understands."

Brett felt the time was right to take this to the next level in his slowly developing plan. "Well, then maybe he just doesn't udnerstand that there is bound to be sexual attraction between a beautiful,sexy woman like you and two very horny guys like us. He should be celebrating that, not worrying about it."

Angela looked at Brett for a long time, processing what he was saying. Did he just say that both he and Michael were sexually attracted to me? she thought. Did he just say that her husband didn't appreciate that fact, and that it was pretty normal? Did he say that her husband should appreciate that his sons were attracted to her? Her thoughts were getting pretty confused and the wine was not helping. She got up to take the empty beer cans from her boys, and said, "If you guys want to go to bed, I can clean up down here." With that she bent over to take the popcorn bowl. Her nightgown fell away from the front of her chest, completely exposing both of her breasts to her stepsons.

"Please don't move," Brett whispered. Angela realized that both boys could now see not only the entirety of her two tits, but could see that her nipples were very stiff with excitement. She froze in that position, enjoying the thrill and wetness that was forming between her legs. She gave both boys a nice, long sultry look, then stood up and walked towards the kitchen. As she walked away, she wiggled her ass as much as she could and felt the boys' eyes staring at her delectable butt.

As the boys left the room, both said goodnight and thanked her for the talk. She suspected they were both going to masturbate upstairs in their respective beds and she was proud that she had given them something to jack off to. She then turned off the llights and settled into her reclliner. The only light was from the TV and, being sure the boys had gone to bed,she slowly pulled the nightgown over her head. She dropped it on the floor next to her, and lay back in the chair, totally naked. She spread her legs and felt the wetness between them. Then she took each of her hard nipples between her fingers and pinched and twisted them. Again, one hand went to her inflamed pussy, while the other stayed on her right nipple. She found her swollen clit and began making circles on it. She wasn't too far from cumming, having been excited by all the talking with the boys about sexual attraction.

The light from the TV illuminated both of Angela's large tits and her beautiful pussy where her hand was busy. Brett stood in the kitchen in the dark, watching his beautiful stepmom as she masturbated. He noticed that she kept her cunt hair trimmed with just a light patch of blonde hair above her lips. He could see the detail of her swollen vaginal lips and the wetness of her pussy glistening in the dim light. He knew she was probably close to cumming. He stood there naked, stroking his now totally erect prick. As she spread her legs wider, she abruptly thrust two fingers deep inside her cunt, remembering the very sexy cock she had watched as Brett jacked off two nights before.

"Oh, Brett'" she moaned aloud. "Fuck me baby, fuck me so hard, so deep, so good." Hearing this caused Brett to gasp audibly. Angela opened her eyes and looked toward the kitchen. In the dark, she could see just enough to know Brett was standing there, also totally naked, jacking off that beautiful dick again. Rather than act shocked or stop what she was doing, Angela instead smiled at her stepson, openly admiring his naked body and throbbing cock. He masturbated for me the other night, I can do this for him, she thought. She smiled again, pressing her fingers to her lips saying he should be quiet. She reached above her and turned on the lamp, fully illuminating her naked body. Brett smiled back, staring at her swollen nipples and wet pussy. Angela's finger began playing faster on her clit, and Brett stroked his big cock faster, as they timed their orgasms with each other. She shuddered hard as chills shook her body, and he erupted, spurting cum in a puddle on the kitchen floor. They both relaxed as they came down from their orgasms.

Angela rose from the chair and walked naked towards Brett. "She embraced his naked body and said, "Thanks, hon, that was wonderful. You go ahead and go to bed, I'll clean up your cum." She smiled and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

As she knelt naked on the kitchen floor, she used a paper towel to clean up Brett's spunk. One of the small puddles she scooped up in her hand and brought the sticky semen to her nose. She inhaled the manly scent of her stepson's ejaculate and felt her pussy getting damp again. Feeling bold and sexy at the same time, Angela scooped up the remaining semen and rubbed it into her breasts. Then she went up to bed and climbed in naked next to her husband. She felt so wicked and wanton with Brett's cum on her tits. Bruce was facing her in bed and he awakened when he felt her weight on the bed. The first thing he noticed was that she was nude which was an unusual way for Angela to sleep. The next thing he noticed were two very familiar odors. The first was the smell of arousal that always emanated from his wife's cunt when she was excited. The second was a fainter smell but still familiar to Bruce. It seemed to be the odor of semen. Just what was going on between Angela and one of Bruce's sons? He realized he needed to keep a closer eye on what might be happening in his own house between his wife and one--or both--of her stepsons. He decided then not to say anything to Angela or his sons about his suspicions. He then reached down for his rock hard four-inch penis and felt a drop of pre-cum on the tip.



A Wife and Stepmother's Love Ch. 02



The next day was Friday and Bruce had to leave town for an overnight businesss trip. He knew that meant leaving his very sexy wife alone overnight with his two randy sons. There wasn't much he could do about it, so he left early the next morning for the short flight to Chicago. He had kissed Angela goodbye but she gave no signs of anything suspicious. The incident of the previous night occupied his thoughts during most of his meetings that day. Such unexpected smells when his wife had climbed into bed. After his meetings, his group went out to dinner and some of them wanted to continue the evening at a local bar. Bruce excused himself and said he wanted to turn in. Back at his hotel room, he stripped down and securely locked his door. The naked husband then turned on his laptop and clicked on one of his "Favorites", the Literotica website. He went to the "Loving Wives" section and clicked on one of the stories. He read about a hot wife who was dating other men with her husband's knowledge. As he read, his small, thin penis got stiffer and stiffer. Next was a hotwife having sex with a black man while her husband watched. After several similar stories, he switched to the "Incest/Taboo" section and found what he was looking for after a few minutes of searching. It was a story of a wife who was fucking her stepson, all with the knowledge and encouragement of her husband. This hubby only had a five-inch penis that couldn't satisfy his wife the way his son's much bigger dick could. Bruce had been hard for over an hour by now, and this story took him over the edge. He blasted his small load of cum all over his stomach as he thought about the odor of semen on his wife the previous night.

Meanwhile, back at home it had been a pretty quiet evening. Brett and Michael had gone out drinking and Angela stayed home and read. She waited up till the boys came home. Brett and Michael were both disappointed to see their stepmom dressed in a pair of shorts and a teeshirt rather than in a revealing nightgown. Brett decided she was being careful, since their dad was out of town, not to give the boys any ideas. 

"Im going to take a shower and go to bed," Angela announced as she left the family room. 

"Goodnight," both boys said. When Brett heard the shower running, he said, "I'm gonna head up too," and left Michael watching TV. At the top of the stairs, Brett turned towards the master bedroom rather than his own. He tried the knob on the closed bedroom door and found it unlocked. He stepped into the bedroom, closing the door quietly behind him. He saw light coming from the bathroom and was pleased to see Angela hadn't closed the bathroom door. He sat on the bed where he could see into the bathroom. The smoked glass on the shower door allowed Brett to see some of Angela's naked body but not alot of detail. He could see she had taken the shower massage and that she was directing it to her clit. Her legs were spread wide as she leaned against the wall. Her right hand was fondling her large right breast and tweaking the nipple. Suddenly she was cumming hard and Brett heard her moaning, "Uhhhhhnnnnnnngggg....ohhhh....."

A minute later she turned off the shower and stepped out to dry off. He admired her naked body for the first time in the light as she dried off her body and hair. Angela still hadn't seen her stepson yet. Her pussy lips were swollen and her clit still engorged from her masturbation session. Her big, beautiful natural tits bounced delightfully as she toweled off. Then she looked up and let out a little scream. She quickly put the towel around her, covering her cunt and tits. "What are you doing Brett? You can't be in here with your father gone. What would he think? What would your brother think if he heard us?"

Brett calmly sat on the bed and looked at his stepmother's beautiful face and eyes. "Angela, I just came for my goodnight kiss. You left us so abruptly downstairs. And, I've already seen you naked, so why don't you drop the towel for me?" Her stepson's alpha personality was coming out as he stared at her with his piercing blue eyes. His voice was so commanding and it sent a shiver down her spine. She looked into his eyes and unwrapped the towel, walking closer to him. She was now willingly showing her body to him. Brett's eyes wandered over her huge breasts, then he studied her beautiful pussy. "Let me see your ass, Angela," he said. Angela slowly turned around until her heart-shaped ass was nearly in Brett's face. "Oh my god, it's beautiful, Angela. You just have the hottest ass I've ever seen. Sit please," he ordered. She did as he requested,and her tits were within reach of his big hands. Are you uncomfortable that I'm dressed and you're naked?" he asked. She nodded. "Would you prefer that I be naked too?"

"No, Brett, please. If you get naked too, I may want you, and we just can't do that."

"I understand," he replied. "MY father's a very, very lucky man to have a wife as gorgeous and sexy as you. I hope he appreciates this fabulous body--and often. If I were married to you, I'd have to fuck you every day."

His use of the word "fuck" shocked Angela a little. She had never heard either of her stepsons use it. Then the gravity of what Brett had just said sunk in. "Thank you...I think," she smiled. Does that mean he really wants to fuck me? she wondered. How can he sit there and not reach out and touch my tits...or my cunt? How much control does this young man have? Then she said, "Well, your dad may be a lucky man...but he sure doesn't...make love to me every day. In fact, once a week is pretty good for him."

"Oh my," Brett replied, pondering that statement. "So...is he really good for you when he does fu...make love to you?"

Angela thought about Brett's question for several moments. What exactly was he getting at? As if it's any of his business. She decided to explore his motive a little. Maybe he really cared and could be a good confidante. After all, she had no close friends she could talk to about this who wouldn't be judgmental. "First of all, Brett, please understand that I didn't marry your father because he was a stud in bed. There were lots of other reasons--mainly how much I love him and how he treats me. He makes me feel like the most important woman in he world. But to answer your question honestly...no,when we make love he doesn't really satisfy me, not in the way my first husband did."

"Why?" Brett asked. "What did your ex do...or have that Dad doesn't?" Again Agnela looked at her stepson trying to guess his motive for these questions. 

Oh geez, what do I tell him? Angela blushed, then took a deep breath. "Well, Brett....Ken, he's my ex, had a much larger penis than your father does. More like your size, from what I've seen," she smiled at him. "A girl just really likes to have a man with size...something that fills her up." Brett nodded thoughtfully. "And," she went on, "oh God, I can't believe I'm telling you this," she said.

"Please go on," Brett urged. "I really am interested." He was now alternating between looking in Angela's beautiful eyes and looking at her big, beautiful breasts. Her nipples were getting stiffer in response to his wandering eyes. He looked down occasionally at her well-trimmed pubic hairs which made a small "v" above the lips of her pussy. Brett could not control the erection rising in his pants and Angela looked down and noticed it. But she was enjoying Brett's eyes roving all over her body.

"Okay," Angela replied. She lowered her voice. "Ken also had alot of...stamina, if you get my drift. And your dad, well, he has this anxiety problem when we....fuck. I read about it on the internet, something called 'premature ejaculation'." 

"Oh yes," Brett perked up. "I've read about that too. So he cums way too quickly after penetration?"

Angela was surprised to hear how Brett stated it. She nodded, "Yes, I could probably deal with the size thing if he didn't have the other. You know....I've never had an orgasm with him inside me," she said, blushing. 

"But the combination," Brett responded, "the little dick with the quick trigger just doesn't do it for you."

Angela giggled, "I didn't say 'little', you did."

"Yes, I did, Angela. "I saw Dad in the shower when we played basketball last week."

"Oh my," the blonde wife replied. 

"Is he, like, five inches erect?" her stepson asked.

She blushed again but couldn't help smiling. "More like four."

"Wow!" Brett said. "You don't see many penises around that are that small. I have nine inches erect, Angela, in case you were wondering." They were both silent for a few moments. Then Brett said, "You did say you really love him alot, though. Would you do almost anything for him, you know, within reason?"

"Of course," she answered, smiling. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well, I'm working on this theory. It's something that could make you both very happy. Sexually happy, I mean."

"What is it exactly?" she inquired.

"I can't really tell you too much right now. But I will as the plan develops. I'll reveal what I can, when I can, to you. But you really have to trust me completely and agree to follow my lead in whatever transpires. Some of it you may object to or question, but I'd need you to agree to whatever I ask you to do. And I think I can guarantee that if my theory holds true, you will be a very sexually satisfied bride and Dad will be a very sexually happy husband."

Angela thought a few moments, then said, "I like you Brett...alot...and I think I can trust you. So just lead the way. But I need to ask you something."

"Okay," he smiled that winning smile. "What?"

"How can you just sit there fully clothed with me totally naked next to you all this time and not want to touch my...tits...or...my ass...or my...pussy...or not want to make....to fuck me?"

Brett knew those were hard words for Angela to say. He grinned at her. "Believe me, Angela, it's very difficult. I do want to feel those beautiful tits and that fabulous ass, and that luscious cunt. I'd love to sink my big cock deep in your pussy, but not tonight. You need to trust me and follow my lead."

"Alright," she smiled at him and felt a warm glow over her whole body. She really was attracted to Brett and liked the way he took charge.

"Now one more thing," Brett said. "There's another man in this house we haven't discussed who is as crazy about your body as I am. And he's got a cock nearly as big as mine. And you do realize he hasn't seen nearly as much of your wonderful charms as I have. Don't you think we need to do something about that?"

The thought of exposing her body to Michael worried her, but at the same time made her pussy tingle again. "Where?...when?" she asked, almost a little too eager, Brett thought.

"How about we all take a swim tomorrow before Dad gets home? What time does his plane get in?"

"Around 5:00," she replied.

At 1:00 pm the next day,Brett and Michael went for a swim in the pool. They did a couple laps, then lay down on their towels on two of the lounge chairs. "Beers?" Angela called from the kitchen window. Hearing an affirmative answer from both young men, she walked out the door with a tray holding two beers and her martini. She had a wrap around her bottom and the smallest bikini top Brett and Michael had ever seen. It was two triangular patches, one over each nipple tied together with a string. She set down the drinks, took a big drink of her third martini of the day. Then she stood in front of Michael and undid her wrap. It fell awat to reveal a thong bikini that only covered the crack of her ass and the triangle of her pussy. She smiled at Michael and said, "You like?" She pirhouetted and the boys' eyes took in all her curves. When she looked down at their speedos, she saw two very prominent tents forming rapidly. "Oh, you DO like," she cooed.

Angela did two quick laps in the pool, then walked dripping wet to the the lounge chair next to Michael. She lay down on her stomach and handed him the sunblock. "Michael, be a dear and put some of this on my back, legs...and butt," she smiled sweetly. Brett was amazed at how forward Angela was being as he watched his brother lathering her shoulders, back and legs. Then he began rubbing the cheeks of her ass with the lotion. "Oh, yes, put that on the sensitive areas," she giggled, so Michael took his time rubbing his hands all over her delectable butt. 

Then she rolled over onto her back and her barely-covered breasts were pointing up. Michael was staring at her huge melons and holding the lotion. "Now my front, Michael, and please make sure my tits get alot too. They're very sensitive to the sun." As she said this, she was staring into Brett's eyes and grinning. As Michael eagerly rubbed the lotion all over most of her breasts, both he and his brother developed full hard-ons in their speedos.

"Is this too much for you boys?" she asked innocently. She laughed as they both blushed. She then sat up and finished her martini. The boys both gulped their beers down as they stared at her body. Then Angela stood up and walked toward the house with the tray and her glass, giving her nearly naked ass an extra wiggle as she walked.

"Wow! I'm so hard," Michael said.

"Me too," Brett sighed. "Can you believe that body of hers?"

"It's like she wants us to fuck her or something," Michael said. 

When Angela returned from the house with more drinks, Brett and Michael watched her sexy body with her tits bouncing and her ass wiggling. She loved them staring at her and their eyes, plus her four martinis, had her very horny. She set down the drinks and said, "What now?"

"I think it's time for the three of us to enjoy a nude swim, don't you, Michael?" Brett said. His brother nodded with his tongue practically hanging out. "Why don't you lose the bikini?" he said firmly to Angela, as he and Michael stripped off their speedos. Angela was now staring at two semi-hard cocks, both enormous compared to her husband's. 

"Wow!" she said, trying to catch her breath. Then she reached behind her and unfastened her bikini top, letting it fall to the pool deck, her bountiful tits spilling out into view. Both boys stared as her hard nipples stuck straight out from her breasts. Then she unhooked and dropped the thong, letting her cunt come completely into view. She turn around once so the boys could admire her ass and she heard two wolf whistles. Then she dived in the pool and they followed. All three came up together at the far end of the pool, holding onto the side. Her breasts were floating on top of the water, and the guys admired her charms. 

"Very nice tits," Brett said. 

Angela smiled and said, "Thank you. I think I saw a couple of outstanding cocks, and I mean that literally," she laughed. After a short time in the pool, Angela said, "Anyone feel like hot tubbing?"

Brett looked at his watch and said, "Dad will be home soon, but we should have a good hour or so."

With that, both stepmother and stepsons climbed out of the pool and walked towards the hot tub, grabbing their drinks on the way. Angela was now very comfortable being nude in the presence of her two younger men. In the tub they all took big gulps of their drinks, then she settled in between the two brothers. In a few minutes she felt Brett's hand on her left breast as he gently tweaked the nipple. Brett looked over at Michael and gave him a smile and nod to let him know it was okay to play with Angela's right tit. Michael took the cue and reached his hand up to cup her full breast, weighing it in his hand. "Fabulous," he sighed. Angela looked at him and smiled, then she looked over at Brett. Feeling one hand on each of her tits, she leaned towards her older stepson and pressed her lips to his. Brett opened his mouth, and soon his tongue was intertwined with his stepmom's as they continued the passionate, deep French kiss. 

When they finally broke the kiss, Brett said, "That was a long time coming. I've wanted you to do that from the moment I met you."

"I've wanted to do it for quite awhile now myself," she said. Then she looked over at Michael who looked like a lost soul. She smiled at him and leaned towards him as he gave her nipple a little tweak. Her lips found his and she began a deep French kiss with the younger brother. 

As Angela continued her deep kiss with Michael, she had turned in the tub so that her luscious butt was facing toward Brett. He moved his hand down over the smooth curves of her heart-shaped ass. So nice and smooth, he marvelled to himself. Her butt's like a 20-year old's, not a 36-year old's.

When Angela felt Brett's hand on her ass, she squirmed under the water to give him a better angle. The alcohol had now removed all her inhibitions as she turned away from Michael and said to Brett, "That feels so good, honey." then to Brett's surprise, he felt her small, soft hand searching in the water for his cock. Soon it was fully wrapped around his semi-erect penis. Her right hand was doing the same with Michael. She alternated between fondling their pricks and their big balls. Soon she had both men fully erect.

"Oh my god!" Angela exclaimed. She was holding two stiff dicks that were every bit as big as her ex-husband's. She could not wrap her fingers fully around either cock. "How can you two be so much longer and thicker than your dad?"

"We got most of our genes from Mom's side," Michael smiled. "We think Grandpa must have been really well-hung."

"Yeah," agreed Brett. "OUr body types are like his, and he has big hands and feet like we have."

"Wow! These just feel so wonderful...and so sexy," she cooed. "Your girlfriends must be very happy ladies."

"Brett's sure is," Michael replied. "Mine never had that thrill before we split. She was a little reserved."

"Well, certainly your previous girlfriends did."

Brett jumped in. "Michael was pretty shy in high school and didn't date any girls steadily.."

"Do you mean...are you a virgin, Michael?" she asked. Michael nodded sheepishly, looking pretty embarrased. "That's okay, Michael. The right one will come along for you," Angela smiled.

"Maybe she already has," Brett suggested, giving Angela a serious look. 

"Well," Angela said, "I've got to go get cleaned up for your father."

"You go ahead first, Michael," Brett said. "I want a word with Angela." Michael stood up, his cock still fully erect and slowly exited the tub. Angela couldn't take her eyes off his 8-inch, thick dick. Michael retrieved his suit, dried off, and walked into the house.

Brett asked Angela, "Did all this make you really horny?"

"Yes," she admitted, biting her lower lip. "I haven't held cocks that big in a very long time. And nobody's seen me naked--or felt my tits--except your dad for two years. Well, except for you during the past week."

"Then Angela, I want you to be sure to let Dad fuck you tonight."

"Why?" she inquired.

"Just trust me, okay? I have a method to my madness."

"Okay, Brett. But I'll probably be thinking about your and Michael's cocks so I can at least get halfway turned on." Brett grinned at that comment. Then he and Angela both stepped out of the tub and dried off their naked bodies.



A Wife and Stepmother's Love Ch. 03



That night, Bruce was seduced by his wife and actually brought her to a wonderful orgasm with his finger on her clit. Of course, she was thinking about her two stepsons' cocks the whole time, imagining she was fucking them. As Bruce slid his four-inch stiff penis into her, he thought that he'd never felt her cunt so wet. He slid back and forth 9 or 10 times in her pussy before he was filling it with his semen.

As Angela and Bruce drifted off to sleep, Brett was downstairs by himself. He found his dad's laptop and turned it on. He tried several names for passwords, none of which worked. 

Thinking harder, he typed in "Angela36" using her name and bra cup size. Bingo! He looked at the "Favorites" and found the Literotica one and knew from that that his dad liked to read porn stories. What kind? he wondered. He looked at the "Recent Documents" drop-down menu and saw a list of stories. He clicked on each one and saw that they all dealt with husbands in cuckold relationships with their wives. Brett's dick got hard as he read about all the hot wives who were getting fucked by big cocks and were turning on their smaller-dicked husbands in the process. Brett now realized his theory about his dad was holding true. He then began stroking his hard-on when he realized he would soon be fucking his beautiful stepmother. 

Sunday featured a very sunny, hot afternoon and after lunch, Brett suggested they all take a swim. He helped Angela clean up the dishes and took her aside. "I want you to wear that thong again today."

"I don't know, Brett. Your dad wants me to tone it down around you boys. I have a nice two-piece, not a bikini."

"Angela, remember, you need to trust me. I wish I could tell you why, but I can't just yet."

"We'll see," said his stepmom. "No promises. That was a special treat for you two yesterday."

Bruce and Michael were already in the pool when Brett came out. He sat on a lounge chair and put a beer for himself and glass of wine for Angela on the table next to him. Both boys had their speedos on again and Bruce wore a more modest suit that was loose and went halfway to his knes. A few minutes later, three pairs of eyes watched Angela walk out the door. She had sunblock in her hand, and the same thong bikini with little triangles covering her nipples and her pussy. The string covered the crack between her ass cheeks. She walked slowly to the chaise lounge next to Brett, her breasts bouncing and her hips swaying. She spotted her drink and said, "Thank you, Brett." She handed him the lotion and said, "Would you, please?"

Bruce looked shocked at first, then he processed what he was seeing. His son was spreading lotion all over Angela's body, beginning with her back, legs, and ass. Bruce and Michael watched as he slowly rubbed the lotion into her butt cheeks, taking way more time than was necessary. Then she turned over, and he applied the lotion to the front of her legs, then her thighs, and finally her stomach. When he reached her nearly exposed breasts, he again took much more time than needed as he generously rubbed the lotion all over her tits. Bruce wanted to object, but held his tongue when he saw that his son was in charge of the situation. The husband and father also had a full erection and could not leave the water. 

He glanced at his son and wife as they lay next to each other, talking quietly. Brett finished his beer as Michael emerged from the water. Brett said, "Angela, please get Michael and me some beers and pour some more wine for yourself." Bruce was surprised to hear the authority in his older son's voice. Angela rose from the lounge chair and as she walked slowly towards the house, her breasts were jiggling and her ass was wiggling. Bruce glanced at Michael's speedo and realized his younger son was trying to contain an erection of his own. Brett, who was much bolder and more confident than his brother, stood up and walked slowly towards the pool to take a dip. His hard-on stood out proudly in the front of his speedo, stretching the material so much that he was almost exposed. He paused in front of his father and Bruce stared at his son's erection. Then he made eye-contact with Brett, who was grinning.

"What an outstanding pair of tits, Dad. And, God, what a gorgeous ass." This was the first acknowledgment of sexual interest in Angela from either of Bruce's sons. All Bruce could do was nod and gulp as Brett dived in the pool.

Angela returned with the drinks, bringing hers to the edge of the pool. She sat, nursing her wine and watched Brett do laps. His chiseled body sent shivers down her spine as she watched, mesmerized. Bruce then got out of the water to go get his beer. Angela glanced at the front of her husband's suit and thought she saw evidence of a little erection. At the same time, Bruce looked at his wife's nipples and saw them standing upright against her bikini top. 

For the next two hours, they all took turns swimming, sunning, or hot tubbing. Brett's erection was evident several times to both his dad and stepmom. All four of them had consumed enough alcohol to be feeling no pain. Bruce had grown comfortable with the amount of skin his wife was choosing to show her stepsons. The afternoon drifted into happy hour as Bruce put some steaks on the grill. After dinner, they all relaxed with some brandy as evening came. 

Feeling half wasted, Brett began directing the conversation towards sex. He did this by bringing up something from one of his psychology classes and some of the research he'd done. "I did my research by interviewing a hundred coeds and a hundred guys on campus. I found the results interesting. My theory was that there was a natural attraction between women who are well-endowed and men who were equally well-endowed. In other words, big breasts attract big penises, and vice-versa. These two types of people give off sexual attracion signals to each other. The women I interviewed could tell who the well-hung guys were by the way they carried themselves, their self-confidence, and the well-endowed women displayed the same self-confidence." 

Bruce sat there wondering how he and Angela had ever hooked up. Angela wondered the same thing but neither acknowledged it. Brett then announced he was going to take a shower and Michael said he'd help Bruce clean up the pool area and grill. Then Angela surprised all three men by saying, "After you're done out here, could you clean up the kitchen. I need a shower as well." She stood up and was a little wobbly.

Brett was standing near her and said, "Here, lean on me. I'll help you in." As Bruce and Michael watched, Angela put her arm around Brett's back, and he around hers, then he let his hand slide down and planted it firmly on her ass. He looked back at his father who had a very embarrassed look on his face.

After Bruce and Michael started cleaning up outside, Bruce said, "You go ahead and finish out here. I'll get started on the kitchen." He had decided he had better keep an eye on Angela and be sure she was okay since she looked rather drunk. Inside the house, he heard water running upstairs and went up to check on his wife. He walked into the master bedroom and looked around the corner to the master bath, expecting to see Angela. The bathroom was empty. He felt an uneasiness in his stomach as he walked by Brett's bedroom. He glanced in and there on the floor was Brett's speedo and Angela's thong and bikini top.

Bruce walked down the hall towards the guest bathroom where the door was closed. Bruce's heart was now pounding in his chest as he tried the doorknob. It was locked. He was about to pound on the door when he realized he had an erection. How would that look if he busted in and Brett and Angela saw the tent in his swimsuit? Instead, he put his ear to the door to hear what he could. All he could hear was giggling, mostly coming from his wife. Involuntarily, Bruce found his hand dropping to the front of his trunks and he began lightly fondling his small penis. 

On the other side of the door just six feet away, Brett and Angela stood under the warm water, both totally naked, soaping each other's bodies. Brett's hands were all over her tits and ass, as she generously soaped up his big balls and equally big cock. They were passionately French kissing until Brett dropped to his knees and she spread her legs to open her cunt lips to him. He played with her cunt and clit, fingering her hole, thrusting one, then two fingers inside her wet pussy. Then his tongue replaced his finger as he began licking her clit and eating her pussy. Angela squirmed and moaned at his assault on her cunt.

Outside the door, Bruce heard his wife moaning. Where most husbands would have busted the door down, Angela's instead found his hand inside his trunks, playing with his fully erect penis. He could feel the drops of precum at the tip and smeared them around his little cock head. 

Inside the shower, Brett's tongue alternated between rapidly licking Angela's clit and thrusting deep into her pussy. He was holding both ass cheeks in his hands and squeezing gently. The feeling was heavenly for the hot, horny wife. When Brett finally inserted a finger into Angela's beautiful ass, she began coming hard. From outside the door, Bruce heard, "Oh...awwwww.......gaaawwwwwddddd" and knew his wife was having an orgasm. He squeezed his penis hard to keep from cumming himself. 

At the top of the stairs, Michael paused when he spotted his father outside the bathroom. Michael held back and stayed quiet so his dad wouldn't see him. He guessed that Brett and Angela were showering together. He could clearly see that his dad was playing with his penis.

In the bathroom, Brett held Angela's lower body to his face as she came down from her first orgasm with him. He finally stood up and put his hands on her shoulders, urging her to her knees. She stood back up and looked into his beautiful eyes. "Brett, I will suck your cock, and very soon, but right now, I really need your cock inside me. Please fuck me now." Brett smiled at her, kissing her firmly on the lips. She returned the smile and said, "Not enough time to suck your cock, and when I do, I want to swallow it all."

He lifted her nude body up off the floor and she wrapped her legs around his hips. This allowed his cock to line up with her vaginal opening. Then they pushed closer together as cock penetrated cunt. Only Angela's ex-husband had ever fucked her standing up. Brett was so strong, she marvelled. His cock, although very thick, easily slid into her very wet pussy. He stopped a second and looked into her eyes. "Birth control?"

She grinned and shook her head. "Nope, can't have kids. Nothing but bareback for you, lover." She looked deeply into his eyes and said, "Now fuck me, Brett. Fuck me with that huge cock of yours."

Out in the hall, Bruce could hear every word of that command. He rapidly stroked his stiff penis and down the hall, Michael saw his dad's buttocks tighten and watched him shake all over as he launched a load into his swimsuit. Michael quietly made his way down the stairs so he wouldn't be discovered.

In the bathroom, Angela was impaled on Brett's cock as he was thrusting back and forth inside her cunt. "Now this is how a girl needs fucked," she cooed. "I'm getting ready to cum again, baby. Can you cum with me?" Brett increased the speed of his strokes into her cunt as she built up to her orgasm. He could feel his balls tightening as the semen moved up into his dick.

"Now, baby, now!" Angela cried out, and she came hard as Brett launched his huge load into her hungry cunt. Bruce heard the two lovers cumming together and felt the shame a man feels when he can't satisfy his wife. But he smiled as he pictured Brett's big cock cumming in her cunt. The sticky mess in his trunks was bathing his now shriveled penis and he slowly went back to his bedroom to clean up his mess. 

Downstairs, Michael finished cleaning the kitchen to get dad off the hook. Fortunately, Angela and Brett took their time coming out of the bathroom, so Bruce was able to clean up his mess and put his suit back on, and be downstairs before the lovers emerged from the bathroom. Michael had gone to his room already to change. As he came out the door, he saw the two naked lovers walking into the hallway from the bathroom. Angela looked extremely guilty at being caught by her other stepson. 

"The coast is clear," Michael whispered. "Dad's downstairs." Angela grinned and retrieved her bikini from Brett's room, then scurried down the hall to her bedroom. She put on fresh clothes, then went downstairs where she found her husband finishing kitchen cleanup chores.

"Good job, hon," she complimented him, not realizing it was Michael who had cleaned up.

"Thanks, babe," her husband replied, acting as if nothing had happened upstairs. "How was your shower?"

She caught her breath for a second but realized he probably didn't know and was just asking. "Really felt good, got alot of cobwebs out. Not as tipsy now."

Upstairs, Brett had gotten dressed and went to Michael's room, knocking on his brother's door. "Uh...Michael...about what you saw..." Michael was grinning. "How was she?"

Brett grinned back. "Exactly like you would imagine. A total sexual being. And, bro, I can almost guarantee that you will get your turn soon. But be patient."

"Brett...did you get to fuck her?"

Brett smiled broadly. "Boy, did I ever get to fuck her. We had simultaneous orgasms."

"Condom?" Michael asked. Brett shook his head.

"She can't get pregnant. Totally bareback." Michael looked thoughtful for a moment. 

"What's wrong?" Brett asked.

"Close the door," Michael replied. Brett stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. "I've been debating whether to tell you this, Brett, but I thought since I know you should know too." He took a breath. "I saw Dad in the hallway outside the bathroom door. He was listening while you were in there with Angela."

The color drained from Brett's face for just a second until Michael said, "Wait, there's more. The whole time he was listening at the door, his hand was in his swimsuit. He was jacking off and then I saw him cumming in his trunks." 

Brett's face broke into a big grin until he started laughing. "Why that little pervert. so our dad enjoys his wife behaving like a slut. See, Michael, this all fits into my theory that Dad is a cuckold wannabe. And this couldn't fit any better into my plan than if I'd written the script. Now, Michael, here's what needs to happen. Let me continue to implement my plan. You keep an eye on Dad for me. Anything at all you observe out of the ordinary, let me know. There's a terrific reward awaiting you." Michael nodded, and he grinned as broadly as Brett had.

That evening in the family room, everyone acted as if nothing had happened. Bruce was even being extra nice, Brett thought, offering to get drinks and snacks for everyone, even giving his wife a long neck-rub. Before bed that night, Brett took Angela aside and said, "I want you to let me know the next evening you're really horny and need to be fucked. The way you'll do it is by changing into that Victoria Secret number you wore when Dad was gone. Okay?"

"I don't know, Brett. I can't wear that in front of you guys and your dad. What would he think?"

Angela, remember you have to trust me. Please. I've got some things to share with you about how my plan is going, but not quite yet."

"Okay, Brett. You're the boss. I just hope we don't get into something we can't get out of."

Thursday night, the boys were relaxing with their dad in the family room when Angela said she was going to shower and get comfortable for the evening. A half hour later she came strolling into the family room in the red Victoria Secret gown with her tits very much on display and the long slit up the side. "Angela!" her husband scolded. "The boys are here. You shouldn't be wearing that."

"Relax, Dad," Brett said in that alpha tone. "We've seen more of her by the pool than she's showing now." It sent goose bumps up her arm to hear him talk like that. Angela looked at Bruce with a little girl sexy look of defiance. Then she surprised all of them again by sitting on the couch, instead of in her regular chair. She was positioned between her two stepsons. both boys could easily see down the top of her gown, almost to her nipples. The slit was so high as she sat that it nearly showed her left ass cheek. Bruce was getting horny watching her as she watched TV.

An hour later, Bruce was headed to bed. "You coming,hon?" he asked.

"Sure babe, I'll be there shortly," she smiled. Micheal went up a few minutes later and Brett followed him, telling Angela to wait a few minutes so he could talk to Michael. He went into Michael's room and closed the door.

"Listen, Michael. In a half hour or so, Angela's gonna come to my room. I'll leave the door cracked and some low light in the room. I'd appreciate it if you'd watch the hallway from here with your door cracked just a little. I want to know what the little cuckold does, especially whether he tries to spy on us."

Back downstairs, he told Angela, "When you get into bed, no matter how much Dad wants sex, don't give it to him. After awhile, tell him you can't relax and you're going to go downstairs and read for awhile. Then come to my room. And when you do, leave your panties on the floor outside my door. Please trust me, Angela darling." He then kissed her full on the lips.

In the master bedroom ten minutes later, Bruce put every move he could think of on his sexy wife. He had blue balls and really needed relief. seeing her in that nightgown flashing her big breasts and her thighs at the boys had really gotten him going. She told him repeatedly, "I just don't feel like it tonight, baby. Please."

As he finally relented, and turned over in a huff, Angela said, "Look, I'm really on edge. I can't relax so I'm going downstairs to read for awhile."

"Well, goodnight then," her husband said dejectedly.

"Maybe tomorrow, Bruce. I just don't feel like sex tonight."

After she'd left, her husband lay awake for awhile. First she wears her sexiest revealing nightie all evening, then says she's not in the mood for sex. Or is she not in the mood for sex with me? He tossed and turned for another ten minutes, then decided to investigate. His hand had already gone to his penis, as he wondered if she really went downstairs.

After getting out of bed, Bruce took off his boxers and decided to walk naked in the hall. Walking into the hall, Bruce looked downstairs at the top of the stairs and saw no lights on. That's curious, he thought. Next he walked down towards Michael's room and saw that his door was shut and the light was off. Next came the guest bathroom, then Brett's room at the end of the hall. He could see the door was ajar, and a very low light was coming from the room. Before he reached the door, he looked on the floor and saw Angela's bikini panties. He bent to pick them up and sniffed them. The crotch smelled exactly like his wife's cunt when she is excited. He moved over to the door and peered in. The low light was coming from 4 candles that Brett had strategically placed around the room. There was just enough light for Bruce to see that his son and wife were naked on the bed. Brett was lying on his back, and Angela was kneeling over him. Her tits were pressed against his side, and Brett's fully erect cock was being treated to a delicious licking and sucking by his stepmom. This was the first time Bruce had seen his son's cock erect outside his speedo and he felt a great deal of respect and admiration. The techniques Angela was using to wet and suck Brett's dick were awesome. Bruce felt his little erection getting even harder. This time, not only could he hear the lovers, he could see everything. She was also fondling and squeezing Brett's golf-ball sized testicles and Brett was loving it. Angela had not yet sucked Bruce in the two years he had known her. She had told him she really wasn't into that. 




A Wife and Stepmother's Love Ch. 03



"Oh, baby that is absolutely heaven," Brett was saying. "I've never had a woman suck my cock as well as you do." 

Angela took her mouth off her lover and cooed, "Oh, Brett. I only suck cocks big enough to give me pleasure. I want your cum, baby. I want to taste your semen. Let me have it. Let me swallow it."

Bruce realized he had his wife's panties still in his hand as Angela went back to sucking her man. Bruce could clearly see Brett's balls begin contracting as he grabbed her left tit and began pinching the nipple. "Mmmmmm........ooowwwwww......"Angela cried out in a little bit of pain. With that, Brett's cock began its first spurt and Angela quickly replaced her mouth on his dickhead so as not to miss any of his sweet cum. Brett's dick kept erupting and filling the hot wife's mouth with his ejaculate. Angela swallowed several times, then took her mouth off to lick her man clean. Then to Bruce's utter amazement he watched Brett's cock go soft for just a minute, then begin to harden again. This kid was incredible, thought his dad. Angela didn't want to be fucked tonight, at least not by me, she wanted to be fucked by Brett. When Brett's dick was totally stiff again and pointing towards the ceiling, Angela wrapped as much of her hand around it as she could. Her fingers didn't even come close to touching. What a dick! thought the cuckold husband.

Then Angela swung her right leg over her stud's midsection, and slowly guided his hard prick into her wet, waiting cunt. Bruce from his angle could see the thick shaft just disappear into the folds of Angela's cunt. She slowly slid down on that monster prick until his balls rested against her ass. "This is the best, baby," she said softly. "This is the best cock I ever had. Fuck me now, Brett, fuck me really good. I need a good fucking tonight. Put out this fire in my cunt." With that the lovers began a perfect fucking motion. Angela alternately sat up, at which point her tits were bouncing around as she rode the stiff rod, and leaned forward so Brett could grab both tits in his hands, suck on and bite the nipples, or squeeze the tit flesh hard, causing Angela to cry out softly. Out in the hall, Bruce had wrapped his wife's panties fully around his penis, feeling the soft silky texture against his penis and balls. He watched, gently stroking himself, as they fucked for nearly ten minutes in that position. At that point, Brett rolled them over and got on top, reinserting his very wet, stiff cock into Angela's cunt. She wrapped her legs around Brett's back and looked up at him, announcing she was about to cum. She kissed him deeply and they didn't break the kiss for the next few minutes as he rammed her faster and harder with each stroke. She could feel her stepson's cock right against her clit and itrubbed her clit on each of his downward strokes. Suddenly she cried out, "Oh, god! Oh god! Oh, god! Oh god!!! I'm cummmmmming, and as she bucked around on the bed, Brett gave one final push, blasting all the semen from his balls deep into her cunt. Bruce watched his son's ass cheeks flexing as his dick did the bulk of the work.

In the hall, Bruce had filled Angela's panties with his own cum, after witnessing the most exciting sex he'd ever seen, even in porno movies. Halfway down the hall, Michael was watching his dad fill his stepmom's panties with cum. Michael chuckled to himself. Such a pervert, he thought. Gets off on watching his totally hot wife being totally fucked by a real stud. Dad's not much of a man, thought the younger son.

Bruce was back in bed with Angela's panties under his side of the bed, when she came back into the room. As she left Brett's room, she looked on the floor for her panties and figured that Michael had probably picked them up. She climbed quietly into bed and Bruce could smell the mixed odor of wet cunt and manly cum on her. He pretended to be sound asleep so as not to alert her to what he'd seen. As he tried to sleep, he realized that this was so unlike the shower together. This time the door was not locked. This time he could have barged into the room, dragged his wife from his son's bed, and chewed them both out pretty bad. Instead, he had stayed in the hall and gotten off on watching a real stud fuck his wife. What was wrong with him? This needed to stop and he needed to figure out how to stop it.



A Wife and Stepmother's Love Ch. 04



The next morning, everybody got up to go to work. Bruce announced he was going in late, and asked if anybody had any laundry, as he was going to do a few loads. Nobody really took notice, but after Angela left for work, Michael offered to give Brett a ride to work. Brett accepted and on the way asked him, "So what was last night like, little brother?"

"Well," Michael grinned. I noticed you had left your door ajar. Dad came down the hall NAKED, picked up Angela's panties, and then proceeded to watch the two of you for almost an hour, before he jacked off into Angela's panties."

"Ah, that's why he wants to do laundry today. So that means he saw her give me the best blow job of my life, and he saw her probably getting one of the best fuckings of her life. And with the door open, he never tried to stop us. This gets more interesting all the time."

"What are you going to do next, Brett. Fuck her right in front of him?"

"No, not yet," laughed the older son. "But that may not be as far off as you think. There are a couple more steps to take first before that happens. And you, little bro, are going to be involved in the next couple."

Friday night, the four of them went out to dinner at Brett's suggestion, and he said he would treat. He asked Angela to wear something sexy and she had on a very low-cut top that showed a lot of cleavage and the upper half of both breasts. At the restaurant, they sat in a booth, and Brett sat next to Angela with Bruce across from his wife, and Michael across from Brett. They all discussed their days, drank a toast to the weekend, and ended up splitting three bottles of wine. During dinner, Bruce noticed that Angela sat very close to Brett and he wondered if they were holding hands. It was silly to wonder that after he'd seen them fucking. But now they were out in public. At one point, Bruce excused himself to go to the restroom. Instead he circled back to the bar and took a seat where he could watch the table for a minute or two. He turned down a drink saying he was waiting for someone. While he sat there, Angela gave Brett a very deep, long kiss. When they broke the kiss, she did the same to Michael. This was new to Bruce. Michael hadn't been involved yet.

When Bruce returned to the table it was time to leave. "Is anyone sober enough to drive? I'm not," Brett announced."

"Me neither," said Angela. 

"Well I can't," said Michael. "Dad?" Bruce agree to drive. 

"Angela, why don't you sit in back with Michael and I'll sit up front with Dad to be sure he does okay?"

Without a word, Angela climbed into the far back seat of the minivan and Michael followed her. As Brett kept his dad distracted with small talk, Angela moved closer to Michael in the rear seat. Bruce glanced in the mirror at one point to see that Michael had his arm around Angela. When Brett turned around, he saw they were strategically sitting behind Bruce so he really couldn't see much. Angela began kissing Michael, then the kiss went deeper and became a tongue tangle. She reached for Michael's hand and put it down the front of her low cut top and he easily fished out both of her tits. With the bare tits on display, they had to be careful Bruce didn't turn around. Her husband tried to look in the mirror again, but Brett jumped in and said, "Take a left here, Dad. It's a more scenic way to go."

Now Michael's mouth was all over Angela's nipples and she reclined slightly in the seat, but not so much that she couldn't find the zipper to his pants. She unbuckled and quietly pulled down his pants to the floor, freeing his erect cock from his boxers. Brett turned around and saw that Michael was about to get a great blow job. Angela's tits were still out and Michael was tweaking and pinching her nipples. Every so often, she would stifle a cry. At one point, Bruce adjusted the rear view mirror and could only see Michael's head, not Angela's. Brett realized what was happening and that his dad knew Michael was getting the blow job of his life. Brett could see they were less than three minutes from the turn to their house, and suddenly to Brett's astonishment, Bruce said, "I'm going to take a different way. I've been wanting to see some houses in that new development." This would add another twenty minutes to the trip. Brett made eye contact with his dad and all Brett could see in his dad's eyes was signs of total horniness...and acceptance.

The detour allowed Angela the time to give Michael a total lick and suck job until his cock began blasting semen down her throat. Brett turned to watch her sucking and swallowing every drop. "What a beautiful slut," he thought. It was the first time that word had entered his mind in conjunction with Angela.

As they entered the long drive to the garage of the house, both Angela and Michael rearranged their clothes. Everybody got out, and walked into the house. "Nightcap anyone?" Bruce said, giving Angela a big kiss. He could easily taste the semen on his wife's breath. Nobody said much as they drank and watched tv. Since it was Friday, everybody stayed up a little later. The boys went to bed first, then Bruce and Angela went up together. In bed, Bruce waited for her naked. Angela saw him in the dim light, softly playing with his little penis. Without a word, she climbed in next to him, kissed him passionately as he fingered her clit and pussy, making her cum very sweetly. 

"How about riding me tonight?" he asked. 

She smiled and kissed him again. "Not tonight, baby, maybe another time." Then she began to gently stroke his penis with one hand and tickle his balls with the other. He made an effort to bring her head down towards his stiff erection. She resisted, so he tried again, and again she kept her head away from it. She looked into his eyes, wondering if he understood why she wouldn't give him that blow job. After all, she'd sucked off both of his sons in successive nights. He looked deep into her eyes in return, and as she began stroking him faster and faster, his eyes let her know that he really did understand.

He whispered in her ear, "It's too small, Angela."

She whispered back in his ear, smiling, "Yes, it's too small, Bruce." With that he blasted a load of semen all over his stomach and her hand. They held each other as they drifted off to sleep, naked.

Saturday was another day by the pool for all of them, after a lot of morning chores. Again, Angela wore her thong bikini and the boys their speedos. Bruce had his normal "old man" trunks on. After a lot of swimming and a lot of wine, the day turned to darkness and Brett suggested everyone get in the hot tub. Angela went in to get fresh drinks for everyone, while Bruce, Brett and Michael climbed into the tub. When Bruce saw his sons drop their speedos before they got in, he decided he'd better lose his trunks. The three of them saw Angela come out of the house and bring the drinks over. Then she proceeded to take off her bikini top and thong right in front of them all and climb into the tub. At first she sat next to Bruce, and after five minutes or so, Brett moved over to make space between the two boys. Angela took another drink, and then stood up in the water. Her 36D breasts were right there in front of the three men, and she walked over to reposition herself between her two stepsons. Brett looked into his father's eyes and Bruce's look seemed to give tacit approval. As they drank and talked, Bruce's eyes started getting tired from all the wine. He occasionally dozed off a little, and one time when he opened his eyes, he saw that Brett had his arm around Angela. Her head was leaning against his shoulder and when Brett saw his dad looking, he leaned down to kiss his stepmom. She looked into his eyes and opened her mouth to accept his tongue. This was the first time that they had openly kissed in front of her husband.

When they broke the kiss, both Angela and Brett looked over at Bruce. He was staring at both of them but doing nothing to stop the show of affection. All of them took another drink. It was then that Brett casually reached over with his left hand and placed it fully on Angela's left breast. Bruce was watching this maneuver, and again raised no objection. Brett kept his hand there, and began fondling her big tit, playing with her nipple. She looked at her husband again and it looked like he was smiling. "I've gotta turn in," Bruce said. "Getting really tired." At that point, he stood up in the hot tub and all three of them saw his fully erect little stiffie. Angela stifled a giggle as Bruce exited the tub and took his suit and towel to go inside. 

"That was odd behavior," Angela said of her husband. "Does he know we're lovers?"

"It's time Michael and I told you something, Angela," Brett said. "The time you were in the shower with me and we fucked? Dad listened outside the bathroom door and masturbated. Michael saw him. And the time you left your panties outside my door? Your husband picked them up, watched you suck me off, then watched us fucking, then came in your panties."

Angela was shocked. "So he doesn't object to his wife being fucked by her stepson?"

"And he knows you gave Michael a blow job in the van the other night."

Again, Angela was incredulous. "I can't believe that.

"And I wouldn't say that he 'doesn't object' to either of us playing with you. I actually think he enjoys it. I developed a theory about dad after we moved in here. I saw the size of his penis when we showered after basketball. I've seen how he treats you, Angela, and allows you, or me to make a lot of decisions around here: where we'll go to eat, what we'll have for supper, what we'll do all afternoon. I believe that your husband and our dad is a submissive."

"I don't understand," she said. 

"Well, where I have an alpha type personality, he has a beta, meaning he will tend to be subservient to any alpha male. I can dominate him if I want to. I can make him do things he might not ordinarily do in normal society."

"And you think the size of his penis has something to do with it?"

" I think the size of his penis has everything to do with it. Didn't you tell me he's a quick cummer when he fucks you?" She nodded. "That's another indication. He is so insecure about the size of his little weenie, that he can't keep it up along enough to satisfy you."

Angela thought about what Brett was telling her for a long time. "So, should I be getting some psychological help for him? Is that what you're suggesting?"

Brett smiled. "No, you sexy thing, what I'm suggesting is this. Remember when I told you that with my theory and my plan, I could make both of you very sexually happy?" Angela nodded again. "One of the traits of a submissive, also known as a cuckold in a marriage, is that they derive sexual excitement from their partner being satisfied by other men, rather than by themselves. Seeing a sexually dominant male satisfy their spouse in a way that they never can makes them hot, horny, and ultimately they have to masturbate for satisfaction."

Angela pondered Brett's words for a long time as she took another long drink from her wine glass. "And you agree with this, Michael?" He nodded. "So what is the solution that your plan was expecting? What is it we should do?"

Brett was grinning from ear to ear now. "What we should do, what we need to do, Angela, is actually very bold but very simple. When you have a submissive, cuckold wannabe man, and you have three people very sexually attracted to each other, you take total advantage of that sub's weaknesses. You exploit them. The sub gets everything he wants in a relationship, and the sexually superior, attractive people get everything they want."

"Oh my god," said Angela. "I'm beginning to understand where you are headed with this. Is there anything else I should know right now?"

"Yes," Brett said, massaging her tit again. "Many sexual submissives...maybe we should call them deviates or at least perverts..." Micheal and Angela both began laughing. "...many of these deviates are also very much into being humiliated. Especially if they have a small penis. They feel that their penis is no match for a real man's cock and that it can never satisfy their wife or any other woman."

"And you feel your father may be one of these deviates who loves sexual humiliation?" she asked.

"Angela, I'm sure of it or I wouldn't have taken this whole thing this far. Do you know that your husband has a whole folder of stories on his laptop about men with small penises watching their wives being fucked by bigger, better men?"

Angela caught her breath. "Oh my god, what in the world did I marry? I love your father, but if he's such a deviate, and loves humiliation....I don't know what to do."

"I didn't say he loves humiliation, at least we don't know that yet. We may find that out in the near future." Angela thought back to her refusal to give him a blow job the night before and his response to her telling him he had a small penis. "Here's what I do say to you, Angela, and to Michael. We all love our dad, your husband. But I propose we take as much advantage as we can of the fact that he is submissive, that he most likely will enjoy being humiliated, and that all of that means more fucking for the three of us. It means we get to thoroughly enjoy your wonderful tits, ass and cunt, and you get to thoroughly enjoy our huge cocks." They all smiled and drank a toast to their pact.

Angela climbed into bed next to her husband who was already asleep. She felt rather horny after all that talk and thought about sneaking down to Brett's room, but instead fought the urge and finally fell asleep.

The next day was Sunday and they all had a fairly normal day. Angela however, was now armed with information about her 50-year old husband she never knew before. He had watched her fuck, enabled a blow job for Michael in the car, saw her give Brett a blow job and did nothing to stop it. How far could she take it and still respect him? How far would he let her go with his sons? The answer was soon to come.

The next few days were regular days where nothing happened as everybody was working hard at work or at home. By the time Friday rolled around, they were all ready for a night of drinking. It started at a bar for happy hour and ended up back at the house. All four of them were on the borderline of being toasted when they settled into the family room. Bruce sat on his recliner and Angela sat between her two stepsons on the couch. She had on a blouse with the two top buttons undone, and a short skirt with no pantyhose. She had kicked her shoes off and put her legs under her butt. Brett asked if he could put in a movie. Everyone agreed and he inserted a special disc he'd brought from upstairs. It was a porno movie and was specifically about a cuckold husband who was being forced to watch his very hot wife being fucked by a man with a much bigger dick. All four of them were really into the movie and it was making Angela very hot. "Oh my," she exclaimed when she saw the lover's really big dick. "That looks fantastic." 

Brett went over and turned off the lights so the only light in the room was from the tv. He put his arm around Angela and looked over at his father. Bruce had his gaze fixed on the tv. Brett could see he looked a little uncomfortable and suspected dad had an erection. Now Brett turned and began kissing Angela and unbuttoning the buttons on her blouse. He looked at Bruce who now returned his gaze. Bruce gave no indication his son should stop, so Brett undid the rest of Angela's buttons and slid her blouse off. She lifted her arms to accommodate him, looking at Bruce to see if he wanted her to stop. Now her sexy bra was on display. On the video, the husband was naked, slowly stroking his very small penis while the stud and the hot wife were making out. Angela and Brett kissed again, this time more deeply. Bruce shifted in his chair, and subconsciously rubbed at his little erection. Now Brett was removing Angela's bra and Michael began working on her skirt, until she was sitting there in nothing but panties. Brett kissed her even more passionately now as he reached down and removed the panties, leaving her totally naked. Bruce cleared his throat and stood up. He adjusted his crotch, and asked if he could refresh everyone's drinks. Brett and Angela smiled at him and said, "Sure". While Bruce worked on drinks in the kitchen, Brett and Michael began undressing themselves. When Bruce returned with the drinks, he set one down in front of each of his sons and his wife. He now noticed that all three of them were nude.

Bruce sat back down, still looking uncomfortable. He stared at the sex on the screen again, but looked over in time to see Angela taking both boys' cocks in her two hands. She stroked them gently to erection, and looked over at her husband. He was looking into her eyes and smiling. He nodded only slightly to her, letting her know he was cool. With that she bent down and took Brett's big dick into her mouth, licking and sucking the head. Then she did the same to Michael. Now when Brett looked over at his dad, Bruce was gently stroking his penis through his pants. Brett then leaned down, taking Angela's big tit into his mouth, licking and biting on her nipple. She cried out with a little squeal. Brett became more aggressive and began playing with her cunt, finally inserting one, then two fingers into her vagina. Bruce got up and excused himself, and went into the bathroom. When he returned to the room, he was naked. They all looked at his small erection which had a drop of precum on the tip. He sat back in his chair and watched all the fucking going on on the tv, as he slowly played with his penis.

Now Angela was getting so aroused she began squirming on the couch and was getting so wet, they could smell her cunt in the room. Brett looked over at his dad, whose eyes were now fixed on his naked wife, her hand on his younger son's big cock, and her other hand playing with Brett's balls. Brett looked at his dad and said to Angela, without breaking eye contact with dad. "Do you need to be fucked, Angela?" 

His stepmom looked up at her husband and smiled. She locked her eyes on his and said, "Yes, Brett, I need to be fucked. Take me upstairs and fuck me with your wonderful dick." With that, the two lovers stood up, totally naked, and walked past Bruce. Angela leaned down and gave her husband a deep kiss on the mouth as she walked by. 

Brett turned and said, "Michael, give us about a half hour." Michael and his dad, both equally naked, looked at each other. Bruce knew this was going to be Michael's first fuck. 

Bruce tried to concentrate on the screen and the fuck action going on. The wife now had two men doing her, one in her cunt, and one in her mouth. He played with his penis a little more, then said to Michael, "I....need to go up......,Michael....."

"To watch, Dad?" he smiled, shaking his head. His dad blushed crimson and nodded. He stood up naked and crossed the room to the stairs. He slowly climbed up, and went quietly to Brett's door. This time the door was closed and locked. He listened for a little while, then went back downstairs. Michael was still watching the porno and was surprised to see his dad. 

"They locked the door, Michael. That's okay. They probably need some alone time." Bruce settled back into his chair and looked at Michael's big cock. "She's quite a good fuck, Michael. You're really going to enjoy it."

"Thanks, Dad,"he smiled.

A half hour later, Brett came into the family room looking spent. Michael stood and went up the stairs.

Brett sat on the couch naked and saw the evidence of a lot of precum on his dad's penis. Bruce had smeared a little around the head. Brett couldn't believe how small his dad's penis was compared to his and most other men. He decided to mess with his dad's head a little. "You know dad, your wife is up there totally naked with my brother, your younger son, don't you? And we both know what they're going to do. They're up there to fuck each other, Dad. My brother is going to have the first fuck of his life, and it will be with your wife. How fucking hot is that?" He could see Bruce getting more turned on now and the precum leaking even more. His dad's hand moved faster on his little stiffy. "Dad, Michael's got his eight-inch....yes, you heard me, eight inch cock buried deep inside your hot wife's horny cunt. She's spreading her legs totally so she can get fucked by a real cock, dad. She already had my real cock tonight, didn't she.? I took her from behind and fucked her like a bitch in heat. She's probably riding Michael's huge cock. When is the last time she rode yours, Dad? Hmmm...?"




A Wife and Stepmother's Love Ch. 04



"I....I don't remember....."Bruce said quietly. Brett saw him stroking his little weenie a little faster.

"Well when is the last time she sucked your cock and swallowed your cum, Dad?" he was snearing at his father. "When? I didn't hear you, Dad?"

"Never, Brett," he said quietly. "She's never sucked my penis."

Brett was laughing now and Bruce blushed as he played with is little dick.

"She told me why, Dad. Angela told me why she doesn't ride your little dick. She told me why she's never sucked you off. Do you know why, Dad? Do you know what she told me?" His dad nodded sheepishly.

"What, Dad? Again I didn't hear you. You do seem to know why. Tell me, Dad. You can tell your son why your slut wife won't suck your penis, and won't ride you. It's okay, Dad, you can say it. We all know the reason."

Bruce stroked his mini-erection even faster. "I....I have a small penis. That's why."

Brett laughed. "Dad, it's not just a small penis, it's a very small penis." With that Bruce's penis ejaculated all over his hand and stomach as he heard his wife orgasm upstairs with a very loud moan. Perfect timing, thought Brett. This is going to be fun. 

The next morning, Bruce awakened to find that Angela was still sound asleep. Bruce quietly made his way downstairs so as not to awaken anyone, and began preparing a big breakfast of bacon, scrambled eggs, toast, and a batch of bloody mary's. He had on his boxers and a tee-shirt. The boys were the next ones up and they both arrived in the kitchen together, completely nude. "We smelled some good breakfast, Dad," Brett said with a smile. Both of their big dicks were swinging back and forth as they walked. They took seats at the table and Bruce served them both a bloody mary, and fixed one for himself. 

A few minutes later, Angela strode into the kitchen, also completely nude. Her big breasts jiggled as she walked across the kitchen, and she had a little extra wiggle to her ass. She walked over to her husband and said, "Good morning, my love," and gave him a smile and a kiss on the lips. Then she went to Brett and leaned over his chair, giving him a deep French kiss. "And good morning to you, lover." Then she did the same to Michael. "Something is missing, here," she said, then walked to open the pantry door. She took out a flowery apron and put it on her husband. "There, that's better," she laughed and all three of them looked at Bruce in his frilly apron. They all laughed together, including Bruce. Then they all enjoyed the great breakfast. Bruce wondered if nude was going to be a rule around the house from now on. Thus far, he was doing okay with the relationship Angela seemed to have established with her stepsons. But so far she had not spent the night with either one, nor had they ever fucked anywhere except in Brett's bed. He had a feeling that may change soon, and it caused a small erection to form in his boxers as he ate his breakfast. 

Later that morning, after everyone had showered and cleaned up, Bruce asked Brett if he could take him to lunch. Angela had things to do around the house and Michael was going to visit some friends. Over a beer, Bruce said to his son, "Look Brett, I didn't get a chance to thank you for last night. I...I wanted to express my gratitude for how you helped me get off. You pushed alot of the right buttons."

"Well, you're welcome, Dad. I'm glad I could help. I was just hoping I didn't push the envelope too far."

"No," Bruce laughed. "Probably just far enough. But, um, tell me something. How did you know?"

"You mean that you might get off on hearing me talk about your small penis?" Bruce nodded as Brett leaned in to talk more quietly. The waitress overheard Brett's last question and turned to smile at Brett and give Bruce a pitying look. Bruce blushed as he lowered his eyes from hers. "Sorry Dad. Just from some things that Angela has told me. She mentioned that you have premature ejaculation and not much confidence when you make love to her. Also, I've seen the way you defer to her around the house. And how you've let us have our way with your wife, never trying to stop us. Allthese things added up to a person who might enjoy a little humiliation. Do you think that's you, Dad?"

Bruce nursed his drink. "I don't know. Never gave it much thought before. But I did enjoy it," he smiled. "NOw tell me how you knew that Angela would be unfaithful to me. I never saw that coming."

"Things about Angela just screamed that she could be a slut. I don't mean that in a bad way, Dad. The way she dressed, the way she carried herself. The looks she'd give me. Her whole demeanor just said to me that something was missing in her sex life. When I saw you in the shower at the gym, I knew that was that was missing. Don't get me wrong. She's deeply in love with you and would never think of leaving you."

"But she's not in love with my penis," Bruce stated.

Bret looked into his dad's eyes. "She's not in love with your penis."

Bruce took a deep breath. "So where do we go from here? Do we just spend the rest of the summer as we're doing, you and she sneaking off to secretly fuck each other? And what happens when you and Michael head back to school? I'm afraid she'll be so addicted to your cocks, whe won't know what to do when you leave."

Brett pondered his father's words. His Dad seemed genuinely concerned that his wife remain sexually satisfied once the boys were off to school again. But he had a plan for that too which he did not want to reveal yet. Instead, he responded, "Let's just see how the rest of the summer goes, Dad. I think there may still be some surprises for you. As far as the fall goes, neither Michael nor I are so far away, we can't make it home on a weekend, maybe once a month. As for the times we're not here, well, just trust me, Dad," he smiled. "Oh, and Dad, I want you to know how much I appreciate you letting your wife give me her body and not stopping us when you easily could have stopped us from ever fucking." He looked into his dad's eyes and instantly knew Bruce had an erection.

"One more thing, Dad. You and Angela really need to talk. You need to hear from her things she wants, and she really needs to hear from you where to draw the line, what you're comfortable with, and what, if anything, really bothers you. You may not knw it, but your wife's been carrying around alot of guilt through the last few weeks. She doesn't know if you're judging her, condemning her, or where your head is."

Now it was Bruce's turn to study his son's eyes for a few moments as he processed what Brett was saying to him. He and Angela had never really talked about everything that had transpired during the month of June. He had no idea what she was feeling or what her motivation was, or where she wanted things to go. And she had no idea what her husband was feeling. He said to Brett, "I understand what you're telling me. We will talk soon. And, son, I may not say this often to you, but know that it's true. I am very grateful to you for bringing out the slut side of my wife. It truly is exciting for me." Father and son smiled at each other and clinked their glasses in a toast.

The early part of the week was very normal time for the family of four. Everybody was working hard and needed evening hours just to unwind. Nobody mentioned sex as they all allowed their horns to build up for a few days. By Thursday night, Bruce was getting quite horny and he suspected Angela was as well. He announced he was heading upstairs early to his wife and the boys. "Are you coming, Angela?" That question usually meant that Bruce wanted sex and didn't want her staying up too late.

"I think I'll read for awhile," she announced.

"I was hoping we could talk about some things," her husband replied weakly. Angela looked at Brett, who nodded his encouragement to her to retire early.

"Okay, sweetheart. I'll be up in ten minutes," she said sweetly. When Bruce was gone, she said to Brett, "I think he just wants to put his little pee-pee in me." All three of them laughed.

"No, Angela. I think he really wants to talk to you," Brett said. His piercing blue eyes convinced her that this would be a good thing.

When she arrived in the bedroom, she saw Bruce lying naked in bed. She did her teeth, removed her makeup, and went to put her nightgown on. "Could you leave that off and join me naked?" her husband asked with a tremble in his voice.

"Are you going to want to fuck me?" she asked matter-of-factly.

"You say that with so much disappointment in your voice," her husband said.

"I"m sorry, sweetheart, it's just that..."

"I know, Angela. And no, I won't try to fuck you tonight." She turned out the light and climbed into bed, snuggling up to him naked. Neither of them spoke for a moment, then Bruce asked, "He's really good for you, isn't he?"

Angela was silent for a minute. "Yes, darling, he's really good for me."

"Michael too?"

"Michael too," she whispered. "But especially Brett." Bruce began fondling her big left breast, gently tweaking the nipple. She didn't try to stop him, and he scooted down so he could suck on her now stiff nipple. She held the top of his head. Then he slid up and kissed her deep on the lips and she returned the passion, inserting her tongue in his mouth. He reached for her pussy and found it slightly wet already.

"Their cocks are certainly bigger than mine," Bruce stated.

"Yes, darling, they are bigger." She reached for Bruce's penis and found it was stiff. She deliberately took her thumb and forefinger and gently stroked his erection.

"Do their cocks feel bigger inside you too?" he asked.

She responded in her sexiest voice, "Much bigger, Bruce. Remember darling they're twice as long and twice as thick as your penis." She felt his penis involuntarily twitch in between her finger and thumb.

"Is that why they're so good for you?" Bruce asked. "Because their cocks are so big?"

"That's only part of it, love," she cooed, feeling a drop of precum on the tip of her husband's penis. "They also have so much stamina. Brett can last over a half hour inside me, and Michael nearly as long." She felt another twitch, this time more intense. Was her husband really enjoying hearing this?

"And me? I....I....." he stammered.

"Darling, you cum in less than a minute. You know that." His penis twitched once more. "That finger feels so good on my clit, hon. Gettin' me really horny." He thrust a finger inside her and felt how wet she was.

"Very nice, Angela. You know how much I love a wet pussy. Probably as much as Brett and Michael do." Angela giggled.

"You know how much I love you, Bruce," she stated.

"But you don't love sucking my penis, do you?" She felt him twitch again and more precum leaking from the tip of his little penis. "YOu love sucking Brett's cock and Michael's cock, don't you? 

"Yes, darling, I do love sucking their cocks."

And....and you're a good girl....and swallow all their cum, don't you?"

"Yes, babe, I swallow all of their cum." Again Bruce's penis twitched hard.

"Then why not suck my penis, Angela? Why not swallow my cum?" Suddenly she gave his balls a little slap that sent a delicious pain into his stomach. "Because, my love, men with big cocks like theirs--real men with real dicks--deserve to have their women suck their cocks and swallow their cum." She felt another twitch in his penis and went back to masturbating him with her thumb and finger. "You're okay with that, aren't you Bruce?" It was more of a statement than a question.

Angela's pussy was now extremely wet and she knew her husband wanted to cum and she wanted to be fucked. "I want you inside me, love," she purred. "Will you fuck me now?"

Bruce took a deep breath and swallowed hard. More than anything he wanted to be inside his wife's hot, wet pussy right now. It had been a long time. He wanted to cum inside her. But instead he said, "Angela, I'd love to fuck you. But..."

"But what, darling? You can tell me. What is it?"

"It would only be four inches for thirty seconds. Wouldn't....wouldn't you rather have a real man tonight? Nine inches for the better part of an hour?" he asked, his voice trembling again. The self-denial was making him incredibly hot.

Angela was quiet for nearly a full minute, gently stroking her husband's stiff penis. "Are...are you telling me that rather than fucking me yourself, you'd prefer that I go to Brett's room and let him fuck me?" She suddenly turned the light on and looked deep into his eyes. "How can you love me that much and understand my needs so well?" Her eyes were glowing, her smile as wide as it could get. Angela gave her husband a big kiss and climbed out of bed naked. She walked slowly toward the door, letting her large natural breasts bounce a few extra times for her husband, and wiggling her ass as deliciously as she could. She turned back to him at the door and said, "Thank you so much, my darling. But what about you? What about your needs?"

Bruce reached down and spread his legs apart, taking his stiff little penis between his own thumb and forefinger and began gently stroking, smearing his precum around the head of his little penis. His wife laughed and said, "Oh, you are such a cute little masturbator," as she hurried out to her lover. She left the bedroom door wide open on purpose and left Brett's door wide open as well. Bruce's penis remained hard between his fingers, and this night there was no pretense of secrecy or keeping the noise down. This night Angela was fucked three times by Brett's magnificent cock and she had one orgasm riding it, one underneath him with her legs wrapped around his sexy butt, and one when he took her from behind doggy style. Both Bruce and Michael could hear her screams through each orgasm. Bruce also heard the distinct sounds of Brett's big hand spanking her hot, bare butt really hard. Her delighted squeals with each slap caused Bruce to cum the first time and an hour later, he came again as she screamed, "Ohhhh......godddddd.....fuck meeeeeeeee, Brett!"

More to Come



A Wife and Stepmother's Love Ch. 05



When Bruce awakened the next morning, Angela was sleeping next to him. He woke her up since it was Friday and they both had to work. She looked over at him through sleepy eyes and reached down between his legs, discovering a soupy mess of still wet semen and caked on dried semen. "My oh my," she laughed. "We came alot last night, didn't we, my little man? How many times?"

"Twice," he replied weakly. "Once when I heard Brett spanking you and once when you had a very loud orgasm."

"You enjoyed yourself then?"

"Very much, Angela. "And you did too?"

"Mmmmm.....I think I died and went to heaven, my understanding cuckold."

"I really expected you to spend the night with Brett," Bruce offered. "I was surprised to see you back here in bed with me."

"Well, I've never woken up in another man's bed since we started dating. I wasn't sure how you would take that." She kissed him and jumped up to get ready for work.

That night they started happy hour out back and polished off several bottles of wine. Bruce and Michael were talking together while Brett and Angela were enjoying the pool. The two lovers got out of the pool and came over dripping wet to where Bruce and Michael were sitting. Angela had on her regular bikini. "Bruce, Brett has something to ask you," she said, slightly slurring her words

"Dad," his son started. "I'd like to ask your permission to take Angela out on a date tomorrow night."

"A date?" Bruce asked

"Yes, you know, dinner and a movie. I figured since we've progressed to fucking, we should at least have a date," Brett said with a slight grin on his face.

Bruce replied, "I don't know...the two of you out in public. People we know could see you..."

"And assume I'm out for dinner with my stepson," Angela countered.

"Well, I suppose that's okay," Bruce conceded.

"And, Dad," Brett went on, showing that alpha confidence again. "Since we both could have too much to drink at dinner to drive, I'd like you to drive us to dinner, and then pick us up after the movie."

Bruce looked at his wife who had a pleading look in her eyes. "Okay, it's a deal," Bruce replied, noticing the look of satisfaction in his son's eyes.

When Bruce and Angela went to bed that night, he got into bed and watched her taking off her bikini. He just couldn't get enough of that naked body. It was one of those bodies that was just meant to be fucked as often as possible. She brushed her teeth, came over to the bed naked, and leaned down to kiss him goodnight.

"Going somewhere?" Bruce asked, his voice shaking.

"Yes, darling. Michael invited me to spend the night with him."

"Nice," Bruce replied, his penis stiffening slightly. He watched his wife wiggle her sexy ass as she walked from the bedroom.

"Shall I leave the door open again, my love?" Angela cooed.

"No, you can close it," Bruce smiled. "I'm a little worn out from last night still."

She turned to him as she was closing the door and said, ""Oh, and I won't be in your bed when you wake up tomorrow." She blew him a kiss and closed the door.

Saturday was a normal day with shopping, chores, then pool time. By Saturday evening, the two boys and Angela were feeling no pain. Bruce stayed sober since he needed to drive his wife and son on their date. Brett came down dressed for his date and he waited with Bruce. When Angela finally descended the stairs, Bruce was shocked. She was dressed like a 21-year old going on a date with her 21-year old boyfriend. She had on a bare-midriff hot pink top with no bra. Her nipples were very evident through the material. She also wore a pair of low-rider designer jeans and a pair of 4-inch spiked heels to complete the ensemble. Standing next to her, Bruce could see the top of her butt crack. Her hair looked like a million bucks as did her perfectly made up face. She sure didn't look 36.

Bruce dropped the couple off for dinner and they were going to walk to the movie afterwards, then call him for a ride home. Bruce drove his van home to find Michael still drinking. He joined him and asked him how his night with Angela went. 

"Unbelievable, Dad," Michael grinned. "She is the hottest woman I've ever known. It's like she just can't get enough sex. 

"How many times did you get to fuck her?" his dad asked. 

Michael couldn't stop grinning and replied, "Two times last night and then once again when we woke up this morning. And, Dad, she came on my dick every single time," he said, as if he were talking to a fraternity brother.

"So you and Brett have had your cocks in her six times in the past two days. That's six times more than I've been inside her in the past two weeks," Bruce said. 

Michael shook his head and then laughed. "Guess she only likes big cocks, Dad."

At the restaurant, Brett was asking Angela about a couple of men she knew. "There were three guys I met at your wedding. I got to talk to all of them at length and thought they were really nice guys. One was an investment banker named Rob. He was about 30. Another was a friend of Dad's named Bill, maybe 40. And the third one was Dad's boss, Ron. I think he was about 50 or 55."

"I don't remember Rob or Bill. I have met Ron. He's really a hot guy. So why are you asking me about these guys?"

"Well, I learned some things from talking to all three of them. All are single-well, Rob's divorced. None of them had a girlfriend at the wedding. All three had large hands like me, and, all three were clearly alpha males."

"Oh...my...God!" Angela exclaimed, almost giddy. "You're working on fall for when you and Brettleave for school. You know, you're more like your dad than you think. You both are so concerned about your woman's pleasure."

Brett smiled at that compliment. "Anyway, sweetheart, I'd like to throw a pool party for Dad's birthday next month and only invite those three men. Plus, the four of us, of course. so you'd be the only woman."

"Sounds like fun, honey," she smiled.

"Well, I don't think you'd get to have an orgy," he laughed. "But I do want to convey some things to them that night. I want it to be obvious to them that you and I are lovers, and maybe that you've also been fucking Michael. They need to be aware that Dad's wife is a slut and that they can get in on the action sometime."

"You really think I'm a slut?" Angela asked, doe-eyed.

"In a very good way, baby. And you love when I call you a slut when I'm spanking you."

"Well, yeah, I do," she giggled.

"Now, if we pull off the pool party the way I'd like to, it could be really humiliating for Dad. For his boss and two freinds to even suspect that his wife is sleeping with her stepsons is going to be tough on him. so we really need to strategize how to deal with that if he catches us giving off signals."

"What can I do? Angela asked eagerly.

"Just get me phone numbers for each of those three and I'll do the rest."

After the movie where they held hands and kissed a little, they stopped off for a nightcap. Angela had a strong martini and Brett two whiskey sours. Bruce picked them up in front of the bar and they climbed in the back seat rather than the far back of the van. As he pulled away from the curb, they were already all over each other. By the time Buce adjusted his mirror, both pairs of pants were around their ankles and Brett had pulled her top up revelaing her spectacular tits. Brett's face was all over them as he sucked hard on her nipples. His fingers were busy on her cunt and clit and Bruce smelled her cunt from where he sat. He was driving with a hard-on now and gently playing with it.

He looked in the mirror just as his wife's mouth went onto Brett's big cockhead. She slid her lips up and down at least half the length of his nine inches. Brett was nearly reclined on the seat and looking up towards the mirror. He made eye contact with is dad. He knew they were getting close to home.

"Dad, drive around the block a time or two. Angela's mouth is full of my cock and she wants to swallow my load." 

Bruce's penis twitched in his pants, getting even stiffer. "Yes, sir," he said weakly. He drove slowly around the block, then around a second time till Brett shouted,"Oh God! I'm cumming yu hot-assed bitch! Take my cum you cock-hungry slut!" His rod was pumping furiously into Angela's mouth and she gulped seven times to swallow all of his seed. Bruce, who almost came but didn't, finally pulled into the driveway as the couple rearranged their clothes. All three walked in quietly, sasorbed in their own thoughts. Michael aparently had already gone to bed.

Angela thanked Brett for a very nice date, then reached for her hubby's crotch. She gently rubbed his little erection through his pants. "Poor baby, did you not get to cum in the van?"

"No, but I really enjoyed myself," Bruce said to his wife.

She leaned towards his ear and whispered, "Baby, why don't you watch us tonight? Would you like that? Would you like to play with yourself while you watch your wife getting fucked by a real cock?" The look of excitement in his eyes quickly answered her questions. Then she went over to Brett and said, "Knock on our bedroom door in ten minutes," and she took Bruce by the hand, leading him upstairs.

Ten minutes later, Brett knocked and he heard Angela call, "Come in." He opened the door and saw his naked dad sitting on a chair next to the bed. Angela was on the bed, also nude, and she had several pillows strewn about the bed. "C'mon lover," she beckoned to Brett. Let's show your dad how a real man fucks his wife." Brett dropped his boxers to reveal his naked body. Bruce couldn't help but think what a beautiful, sexy couple she and Brett made. He looked down at his own belly, then at Brett's 6-pack abs, tight ass, muscular arms, and semi-erect nine-inch, thick cock. His body next to Angela's was perfect. Bruce had to admit to himself that, yes, big-dicked men and big-titted women were truly made for one another.

The two lovers fell into a naked embrace and began exploring every inch of each other's body. Bruce watched as his son's hands mauled every inch of his wife's bare tits. He watched as Brett sucked and bit on those taut nipples, making Angela cry out in pleasure. He watched Brett exploring his wife's beautiful ass, first with his hands, then his fingers, then his tongue, causing her to squirm, trying to pull Brett's tongue deeper into her bare butt. Bruce watched his wife kiss all over her lover's upper body, then as she kissed and licked his balls, then ran her tongue and mouth all over his huge fully erect dick. Then he watched Brett use his finger, then a second finger, then his tongue on Angela's very wet pussy and clit. Bruce's wife was giving herself completely to this stud, his young son, and it couldn't have made the cuckold husband any happier or any hornier. Brett ate Angela's cunt to two explosive orgasms. 

Bruce squeezed his little penis so many times to keep from cumming too soon. And the lovers were watching him, too. They saw his penis stiffen and twitch in response to their lovemaking. They saw his hands playing with his little balls and weenie. They saw him look away numerous times to help delay his orgasm.

Angela looked into her husband's eyes. "Hey baby, what else do you want to see?"

"You know," Bruce replied in almost a whisper.

She smiled. "No baby, you have to tell us, hon. Tell your son what you want to see. Tell him what you want him to do." Angela had gotten onto her hands and knees sideways to her husband. He could see her big breasts, the nipples swollen and red, hanging down almost to the bed. Her ass was turned up towards Brett, her swollen cunt lips gaping open, her clit engorged with blood. Brett had his huge cock in his hand and was slowly rubbing it along her slit. At that point Angela's beautiful ass just looked so spankable. 

Bruce whispered, "Brett, please spank that slut's ass for me." Brett grinned and delived a smack to her right cheek making Angela jump a little. "Again," Bruce pleaded, almost breathless. Brett's hand slapped her left butt cheek a little harder. "Harder..." Bruce again whispered. Brett's hand slapped her ass really hard and she cried out. He left a red hand print on her white butt.

"What are you, Angela?" Brett asked through clenched teeth. "Tell your husband what you are. Say it now!"

Angela was whimpering now. "I'm a slut, Bruce darling. I'm a whore for big cock!" Brett's hand connected with her fantastic ass again, almost too hard and she went sprawling on the bed. 

Bruce got up to help her and Brett said sternly,"No, she'll do it on her own." Angela raised herself to her knees again. Her ass was beet red while Brett's cock was red and swollen. She looked at her husband with tears in her eyes. Bruce looked from her eyes to her cunt and saw that it was nearly dripping from excitement.

Brett looked at his dad, his cock aligned with Angela's open cunt, his huge dickhead pressing against her hole. "What now, Dad? What do you want me to do now? Tell me," he commanded his father.

"Oh, God! Fuck her Brett, please fuck her. Fuck the slut's cunt! Fuck that bitch's pussy!" Bruce said, his voice rising to a new level of excitement. Angela now smiled at her husband. All the tears were gone as Brett slowly slid his cock, inch by inch, into his stepmother's wet, horny cunt. Brett's balls were snug up against Angela's ass and then he slowly pulled all the way out. Bruce focused on how wet Brett's shaft was compared to when he first inserted it. That told Bruce just how wet his wife was for this big dick. In and out Brett shoved his cock, all the way in, then almost all the way out. Angela pushed her ass back against that cock on each stroke and it became a thing of beauty. Bruce had to admit to himself he had never seen anything as beautiful or sexy as his son fucking his wife. 

After nearly ten minutes of stroking, Angela called out, "Oh, god, Brett , your huge dick is rubbing against my clit.....so good...so big...so hard...keep fucking me....oh god! Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! I AM CUMMMMMMMMINNNNNNNGGGGGGG," and she shuddered all over, nearly disengaging Brett from her cunt. While Angela orgasmed , Brett just continued his steady fuck strokes in and out, in and out. Occasionally he would go a little faster. Bruce thought to himself, I would have lost my load so long ago. As Angela built up to a second orgasm, Brett decided that he wanted to cum in the blonde's cunt. 

"Dad, my juices are building up. I'm gonna need to cum very soon. Tell me what you want."

Angela looked over at her husband and made eye contact. "Yes, my darling, tell your wonderful son what you want to have happen."

Bruce swallowed hard, never taking his hand from his little boner. "I want you to cum in her cunt, son. I want you to cum deep in my wife's cunt. FUCK THAT WHORE! FUCK HER HARDER! CUM IN THAT SLUT'S CUNT! FILL HER SLUT CUNT WITH ALL YOUR JISM, BRETT!" Brett's pumping was like the piston on an engine, he was thrusting in and out so fast. Angela reached a second orgasm just as Brett's balls contracted and he flooded her cunt with his semen. 

After they all came down from their highs, Brett slid out of Angela's cunt and she turned over as they began some passionate kissing. "I love you, Angela," Brett said.

"I love you too, darling." They kissed some more, then looked over at Bruce. "Oh my god, Bruce, your little penis hasn't cum yet." Bruce had been so mesmerized from watching what he thought was the best fuck he would ever see, that he forgot to cum.

"That's okay," he laughed. "I can cum later."

"Nonsense," Angela said. "Come over here and lie next to me." Bruce thought he was going to get at least a hand job. Angela was whispering something to Brett and he whispered back to her. They both smiled and then Angela said, "Brett and I are going to retire to his room and do some more fucking tonight. But we want to leave a little present for you to put your little penis in."

With that Brett took his big dick with all kinds of cum still on it and began rubbing it around on the sheet beneath where the two of them had fucked. Then Angela squatted over the same spot and began contracting her cunt muscles. Large gobs of Brett's cum began dripping out until there was a nice sized puddle on the sheet. "There," Angela said. "That should do the trick for you. Now roll over here." Brett took Bruce's body and helped position it so Bruce's little stiffy was right over the puddle. 

Angela began laughing as did Brett while Bruce blushed ten shades of crimson. "Now put your little weenie down there, darling, that's it, right into the puddle of cum. See, that's exactly like fucking my pussy after Brett has dumped his load in there." The naked lovers watched closely as Bruce's penis became drenched in the mixture of Angela's cunt juices and Brett's semen. "How does that feel, baby?" Angela was giggling again. "Does it feel just like a well-fucked cunt to you, darling?"

To Angela's and Brett's astonishment, the naked husband began to slowly lift his naked butt off the bed, then pushed his penis back into the cum puddle, then he lifted it again, then back into the puddle. "Dad, you're fucking a puddle of cum with your little penis, you know that don't you?"

"Y...Y...Yes....yes....I do," Bruce replied. "It feels sooo....so.......sticky.....gooey.....cummy......good.....all over my penis."

Angela leaned down and whispered in his ear, loud enough for her stepson to hear, "That could be as close as your inadequate penis gets to my cunt, darling," and she and Brett began laughing again as Bruce cried out, "I'm cummmminnnngggg," and he blasted his small load of semen into the puddle already on the bed. 

Angela looked into Brett's eyes, smiling confidently like she'd won a major victory. Then she took her hand and slapped her husband's ass as hard as she could, and he spurted the rest of his cum out. "Hope you enjoyed cumming that way," she giggled as she and Brett left the room together hand in hand for a night of fucking. Bruce slowly got up from the bed and began cleaning all of the semen mess up off the sheets, then he fell asleep on the wet sheets.

The next week was pretty normal for the couple. Bruce and Angela went out for a couple of romantic dinners together as Brett and Michael had to work late on several evenings. Friday night the boys went out with friends and didn't get in till very late. Bruce and Angela were in bed together naked discussing the events of the last weekend. Angela was playing gently with Bruce's penis as she assured him that Brett never hurt her when he was spanking her. "He just loves doing that and the pain makes my orgasms more intense." Bruce reassured her that the comments she made to him during the height of his orgasm did not hurt his feelings. He knew she was just trying to make everything more pleasurable for him. Bruce also assured her that he had very much enjoyed watching how well Brett fucked her and that he would welcome more opportunities to watch her being satisfied by either brother. Angela told her husband that it made the sex so much hotter for her when he was watching her.

As they were about to turn over and go to sleep, they heard the boys come in. Brett opened their door naked and saw the two of them naked in bed. He looked pretty drunk. "C'mon bitch, get your ass out of that bed and get in my room. We've got some fucking to do."

"Hey, you can't talk to your stepmother and my wife like that,"Bruce scolded him.

Brett moved over to the bed and picked his dad off the bed. He held him close and said, "Don't ever talk to me that way, Dad. I own your wife's cunt now and I won't have you ever denying it to me. Now get in the other room Angela." Bruce shrunk down from his much more muscular and powerful son. Angela watched as she moved toward the door. Her husband was not going to stand up to his son. She went to Brett's room and lay on the bed. Bruce followed Brett down the hall to be sure his wife would be okay. When he got to the door he saw Angela throwing her arms around Brett. "Oh my god, Brett, you were so good in there, so powerful, so strong. You made my pussy so wet for you."




A Wife and Stepmother's Love Ch. 05



Brett and Angela moved to the bed and she lay on top of him with his cock pointing up toward the ceiling as she lowered her cunt onto his stiff rod. Bruce watched from the door until Michael passed him, also naked, and knelt on the bed next to his brother. Angela took his cock in her mouth and thus began Angela's first double penetration. She expertly sucked Michael's stiff cock while Brett pounded her pussy to an orgasm. As they rested a minute, Brett looked over towards the door. He was still drunk and saw his father standing there masturbating as he watched. "Hey, dad, this is not a watching event tonight. This is for Michael and me and Angela. "

"Sorry," Bruce sheepishly replied, his head bowed. 

As he started to move away, Brett said, "Wait, Dad, don't go just yet. I have to ask you something." Bruce hesitated in the doorway. "Tell me, Dad, right now. When is the last time you had your little penis inside this beautiful pussy."

Bruce thought a moment, then said, "I think about a month ago."

"That's right, a month ago. So, Dad, tell me who owns Angela's pussy? Who owns this beautiful cunt? Who owns this slut's pussy?

Bruce meekly said, "You do, Brett. You own Angela's cunt." The beautiful naked blonde was now smiling at Brett who grinned back at her. She looked over at her naked husband whose penis was now totally deflated and she could barely see it. She shook her head and gave him a pitying look. They started fucking again and she began blowing Michael again, and Brett saw Bruce still standing there.

"I told you no watching tonight, Dad."

"I know. I was just leaving, but I wanted to ask you something."

"What is it?" Brett demanded.

"Wouldn't the three of you be more comfortable in Angela's bed? I can sleep on the couch downstairs."

All three naked lovers grinned at one another. Then they rose from the bed as one and all hurried to the master bedroom to resume their naked debauchery. Bruce went downstairs naked, poured himself a drink, and listened to an entire night of lovemaking. Each time he'd drift off to sleep, he'd hear Angela have an orgasm, or hear the bed pounding against the wall.

The next morning was Saturday, and when Bruce was sitting at breakfast with Angela and Michael, Brett came into the kitchen. He looked very tired and hung over. "Dad," he said. "I want to apologize to you for the things I said to you last night. They were totally uncalled for and I was a little too drunk to be aware of what I was saying. I didn't mean to be harsh with you, I just wanted last night to be a night with Angela and Michael and me without you watching us. I hope you can forgive me."

After apologizing to his dad, Brett said, "Dad, I have a favor to ask of you.

"What is it?" Bruce asked his son.

"Well, I've asked Angela on several occasions if I could have her virgin ass and she continues to refuse me. She keeps saying it would be too painful and doesn't think she'd like it. I mean, Dad, how could any man see her naked and not want to stick his dick between those beautiful cheeks? And yet, she told me she has never let your penis in there either."

"That's true," Bruce acknowledged.

Brett nodded. "But Dad, when Michael and I are back in school, we'd like to arrange for a few other potential lovers for your wife. And let's be honest, those guys will not be able to resist fucking that beautiful ass."

"What do you want me to do, Brett?" asked Bruce.

"Well, I'd like you to talk to her about it, askd her to give her ass up to me. I want my dick to be the very first one in that butt hole of hers. I want you to persuade her how good a big dick up her butt would feel, and how much pleasure it would give me."

That night in bed, Bruce and Angela were cuddling as she needed a night off from sex. "Hon, you know how much I love you, don't you?" Bruce asked. 

She squeezed him tight. "I hope you still do, after all this. You do have to admit that my behavior gives you alot of pleasure too, right? And I do love pleasing my husband."

"I know that, Angela. And I've gotten more pleasure and stronger orgasms from you behaving like a slut than in all the time I've known you. I have to admit that denying me blow jobs while you hungrily suck my son't cocks is so humiliating but such a turn on."

Angela smiled. "I'm so glad that turns you on, darling."

"It really does, but there's one other thing you've denied me. 

Angela was quiet for a full minute. "Brett told you he wants to fuck my ass, didn't he?"

"Yes, her husband replied quietly.

"And you told him you'd talk me into it, didn't you?" Bruce nodded. "How do you feel about him taking my virgin ass, darling?" she asked as she reached for her husband's penis and found it stiffening. "I think I can guess," she laughed.

"Well, it kind of makes you completely his, sexually I mean,"Bruce replied weakly. "It gives him the last part of you that has been denied to me."

Angela studied her husband's face and eyes. "I can see how emasculating that would have to be for you, Bruce. Is that what you want, for me to be completely his?" Bruce looked into his wife's eyes, and she felt his stiff penis twitch in her hand. She smiled into his eyes lovingly. "Then tomorrow, my ass will take its very first dick."

When the next evening came, Angela joined her men in the family room after dinner. She had changed into a tube top with no bra and a pair of skimpy, tight white shorts that showed off her ass to the fullest extent possible. Bruce took care of refilling drinks for his wife and sons. Brett and Michael could not keep their eyes off Angela's delectable ass the whole evening. After everyone had a pleasant buzz going, Angela said to Brett, "Darling, your father and I had a talk last night and we both decided that it's time for you to own me completely, sexually that is."

Brett looked at his dad who was smiling, and Brett broke into a broad grin. "Really Dad?"

"Yes, Brett, and she'd like to ask a favor of you."

"Yes," Angela said to Brett. "I'd like Bruce and Michael to be with us so they can help if I need help taking your huge cock up my butt." Bruce handed Brett a small bag which had a jar of Vaseline inside. Five minutes later, all four were naked on the family room floor. Michael began sucking on Angela's melon-shaped tits and licking her nipples to get them hard. Brett was eating his stepmom's pussy to get her good and horny. Bruce watched his naked sons and wife as he slowly stroked his small penis. Both of his sons were fully erect and again the cuckolded husband was amazed at the length and girth of those huge dicks. 

Then Angela rose up onto her knees, smiled at her adoring husband and said, "Bruce, darling, please prepare my ass for Brett's heavenly dick. Use your tongue first." Bruce knelt behind his wife's beautiful butt and began tonguing around her butt hole, then worked his tongue inside her ass. She was moaning with pleasure from his ministrations. After five minutes of this treatment, she cooed, "Okay, now the Vaseline," and Bruce took a good two fingers worth of the jelly and worked it into his wife's rectum. She was getting very slick now from the gel and it felt cool inside her ass. Then Angela shocked all three men as she turned to her husband and said, "Bruce, now prepare Brett's cock for my ass."

Bruce hesitated as Brett stepped towards his dad with a shit-eating grin on his face. Angela looked at her husband somewhat sternly and said, "Dammit, Bruce, if you are giving my ass to your son, I want you greasing up his dick for me--NOW!" The father reached into the jar and took out a big gob of Vaseline, then reached for Brett's dick. Angela stared intensely as Bruce began smearing lube all over Brett's big, nearly erect cock.

"God, that's so hot!" Angela whispered, as she reached for her swollen clit and began playing with it. Michael lay beneath her, still sucking on one stiff nipple, then the other. "Do his balls, too, sweetie," Angela ordered her husband, and Bruce took another big gob of gel and spread it all over Brett's balls. His cock and balls felt so hot in Bruce's hands. Never having felt a cock this big, Bruce was overwhelmed by the heat and power coming from Brett's hard dick. Once he was greased up, Brett knelt behind his blonde slut, with his hard cock poised at the entrance to her ass. Angela looked behind her and said, "Bruce, spread my cheeks for your son's dick. Open my ass for my lover." Bruce did as she instructed, and Brett moved his cock to the opening between her cheeks. When she felt just the head touch her, she said, "Stop!" Bruce and Brett both exchanged disappointed looks, thinking she was chickening out.

Instead, she looked back at her husband and smiled wickedly. "Darling husband, ask your son to fuck me in the ass and then you put him inside me!" Brett grinned again and Bruce blushed, ashamed at the part he was playing in having his son take his wife's virgin ass.

Bruce said haltingly, "Brett...would...would you....please fuck my wife's ass...?" Then the cuckold husband took ahold of his son's totally turgid cock and aimed the head at the blonde wife's ass hole. She felt Brett's stiff cock slowly sliding into her well-prepared anal opening. He slid it in one inch at a time. Bruce removed his hand and Brett was careful to only penetrate as far as Angela's ass would let him. When he had only four inches inside her, she asked him to stop, then he started slowly again. Michael hd stopped sucking her nipples and instead moved around so he could play with and slap her tits, while watching her ass being penetrated. Angela's fingers continued to work on her clit as the cock slowly penetrated her ass. 

"Seven inches, baby!" Brett proudly announced. "You've got seven inches up your butt. Just two more to go." Bruce watched as his son's massive cock continued its assault on his wife's sexy ass. About a minute later, Brett's balls were resting against his lover's ass. His entire nine-inch cock was now fully embedded in his stepmother's ass. "I'm balls deep now, Angela."

"I know, my love. I can feel your nuts against my pussy. Your cock is filling me completely." The naked wife's fingers worked faster on her clit as Bruce watched Brett's huge cock slide two-thirds out of her ass. "No baby," Angela cried out. "Shove it back in, lover! Fill me up! Oh, God, fuck my ass!" 

Michael now knelt in front of Angela and offered his erect dick to her mouth. She greedily sucked and licked his cock as her fingers flew faster on her engorged clit. Brett thrust back into her ass again, then out again. Then Angela was begging him, "Fuck my ass!, Fuck my ass, lover! Stick your damn cock all the way in. Stop teasing me!" Brett looked at his dad and grinned. Then he began a rapid in-and-out fucking of the beautiful blonde's ass. Angela's mouth went back on Michael's huge cock and for five more minutes she blew him as Brett butt-fucked her. Her hand flew even faster on her clit and as Michael's nuts tightened, he began spewing semen into her mouth. As she swallowed his cum, she began a screaming orgasm. Seconds later, Brett lost all control and his dick began spurting his semen deep into his lover's gorgeous butt.

Michael fell back onto his ass, his still stiff cock wet and shiny with remnants of his cum and Angela's saliva. Brett slowly withdrew a cum-soaked dick from his stepmother's ass. Angela remained on her knees. Only Bruce had not cum and he was beside himself with lust. He dropped to his knees in front of his wife, directing his stiff little penis to her mouth. Eyes closed, she felt the head touch her lips. At that moment, she opened her eyes only to see her husband's tiny penis poised at the entry to her mouth. She began laughing, and Brett and Michael joined in. "Oh my god, Bruce, darling. Seriously? There is no way after that wonderful butt-fucking and having Michael's heavenly cock in my mouth that I am going to take your tiny penis between these lips. You know you don't deserve a blow job, don't you?" Brett and Michael looked at one another and smiled.

"Then may I please fuck you?" her husband asked. "I really need to cum." Again Angela burst out laughing.

"Oh darling, I know you need to cum. Your sons know how much you need to cum. This must have been so stimulating to watch your wife take real men up her ass and in her mouth. But do you really thing you deserve to cum in one of my holes--my mouth, my cunt or my ass? You've seen what real men with real cocks can do to me. Look how long Michael lasted in my mouth and how long Brett lasted in my ass. And, God, just look at their size--even flaccid, they're twice as long and twice as thick as you. That's what a real woman like me needs. I'll tell you what I'll do since I love you so much, Bruce. I'll help you cum--not inside me anywhere, if you'll admit a few things to me and your sons. Will you do that for us?"

The cuckold husband responded, "It depends on what I have to admit."

"No, you need to agree to confess to us, then we'll talk about letting you cum," Angela said with her eyes twinkling. Reluctantly, Bruce nodded. Angela laughed, "Okay, first admit to us that your sons' cocks are superior to your penis."

Bruce took a deep breath. "My...my sons's cocks are superior to mine."

"Your what?" Michael asked.

"My....penis," his dad replied.

Angela continued. "Now tell us you agree that they are bigger, better, and last longer than your little weenie."

"Okay, their cocks are bigger and better than mine, and they last longer." Bruce's stiff penis was now leaking pre-cum and he smeared it over the head.

Angela giggled. "Now admit to all three of us that you loved watching me sucking Michael's cock, that you loved watching Brett fuck my ass, and that you have loved watching Brett fuck me whenever you were allowed."

"I...I loved watching you suck Michael's cock, and Brett fucking your ass, and all the times both of them have fucked you."

She giggled again, as Bruce blushed a deep crimson. "Now admit that you have a little boy's penis, and please look at us when you tell us that, not at the floor."

Bruce looked at Angela, then at Brett and Michael. "I...I...have a little boy's penis." Brett and Michael were trying to hold back their laughter. Brett thought that Angela was doing a wonderful job of humiliating her husband.

Angela now looked at Brett with a sinister grin on her face and he knew exactly where she was going. "Now, darling, admit to us that you would rather watch superior men like Brett and Michael fuck your wife and play with your little penis, than fuck me yourself."

Bruce hesitated. He'd never admitted that deepest, darkest fantasy to anyone, especially his wife. "Do you want to cum now or not, Bruce? It's really your choice."

"Is that true, Dad?" Brett taunted him. "You'd really rather watch one of us fuck Angela than fuck her yourself?"

Bruce looked into his wife's eyes as he grabbed his stiff penis to keep from cumming, and slowly said, "I'd...I'd rather watch Brett and Micahel fuck you with their superior cocks...and play with my little penis....than fuck you myself."

Angela, Brett, and Michael all looked at Bruce, then at each other and exchanged huge smiles. Angela walked over to sit next to Bruce on the couch. She made a point of taking his penis just between her thumb and forefinger, smearing his precum all over the head of his penis. "Thank you for admitting that, sweetheart. All three of us have known that for awhile, we just needed to hear you say it." With that she gave his penis three long fairly quick strokes and said, "God, you have the smallest penis on any man I've ever known...so little...so inadequate..." and with that, Bruce's penis sent spurt after spurt of semen all over his wife's hand. 



A Wife and Stepmother's Love Ch. 06



The next morning, it was quite evident to Bruce that the sexual dynamics in his house had changed drastically from just a month earlier. He arrived at breakfast dressed in shorts and a tee-shirt, as he sipped his coffee, he watched Angela and his two sons enter the kitchen totally naked. "Someone's pretty overdressed, don't you think?" Angela asked. She looked at her husband as she said this and Bruce found himself involuntarily removing his clothes. With all three men now naked, and their cocks all flaccid, the contrast in penis size was even more remarkable. While Bruce's penis looked like the head of a turtle emerging from its shell, his two sons's dicks hung down well below their testicles. "Now that's how I like seeing all my men," Angela grinned as she playfully slapped her husband's ass.

As they sat down to eat sweet rolls and drink their coffee, Angela reached for Brett's hand and locked fingers with him. "Darling," she said to her husband, "Brett and I have something to discuss with you."

"Okay," Bruce said, setting his coffee down and looking at their entwined hands. He noticed his Wife's wedding ring on her left hand.

Angela continued. "Brett only has four weeks left before he has to leave for school. He and I have talked about something and we'd like your blessing."

"Go on," Bruce said as he looked at the naked lovers. Brett put his arm around Angela and took her right breast in his hand, gently squeezing and tweaking her nipple. 

"Sweetheart," Angela said, "I"d like Brett to share our bedroom with me the rest of the time he's here." As Bruce pondered what he'd just heard, Brett reached between Angela's thighs and she slowly parted her legs for him.

Bruce watched as his son molested his stepmother in front of him. "Well...it's obvious you can't keep your hands off each other, and you sure can't keep your cock out of her cunt, can you?" The other three all laughed to relieve the tension. "So I would move my things to Brett's room?"

"Yes," the two lovers replied in unison.

"So the current arrangement we've had hasn't been working for the two of you?" Bruce inquired.

"Not really," Angela smiled. "Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and I need Brett's cock inside me. And we'd like to wake up together every morning and be able to just fuck each other without me going to his room."

"I sense there's more," her husband pried.

"There is," Angela smiled again. "I kind of feel like Brett's my husband now, sort of like he and I are married, not you and I....and I'd like to spend this month with him like we're a couple."

"I'm surprised you two are letting me weigh in on this," Bruce responded. "Do I really have a choice here?"

"Look Bruce, I do truly love you and yes, I do....we...do want this to be your choice as well. If it's not something you really want too, then we shouldn't do it. You admitted last night that you'd rather masturbate than fuck me. We all heard you say that. Brett, on the other hand, would much rather fuck me whenever he can. So..."Angela said with a mischievous grin, "does the thought of me being 'married' to your son for a whole month turn you on?"

Brett caught his dad's eye. "Stand up, Dad," he said in that dominating voice. Bruce slowly rose from the table only to put on display for all three of them a four-inch erection with a big drop of pre-cum on the tip. "I think you have your answer, Angela," Brett grinned. Angela giggled, then turned to Brett and gave him a deep, open-mouth kiss.

The rest of that morning was spent moving Bruce's clothes and other things out of the master bedroom and into Brett's room. And Angela helped Brett move his things into the master bedroom. When the move was completed, the three guys each got a beer while Angela poured herself a glass of wine. Then in front of her men, Angela removed her wedding ring from her left hand and gave it to her husband. Brett reached into his pocket and took out a small ruby ring--Angela's birthstone--and ceremoniously placed it on her finger. Angela and Brett smiled at one another as Bruce nodded his approval. Then the couple exchanged a wedding kiss. Then she turned to Bruce and said, "Darling, we'd like to have a small party for your birthday this Saturday. Brett has made all the arrangements--just a few guests, plus the four of us."

After a fabulous dinner that Angela cooked for her four men, they all retired to the family room for after dinner drinks. Around 9 o'clock, Angela announced that she and Brett were going up to their room to use the jacuzzi. Bruce and Michael remained downstairs and heard the water running, followed not long after by the jacuzzi jets. After a period of time, Angela called downstairs to Bruce and asked if he could bring the wine bottle up to refresh their drinks. Bruce obligingly did so, walking into the master bathroom with the wine bottle. Angela and Brett of course were naked in the tub and were kissing. Bruce poured the wine into their glasses and started to leave. "Don't leave just yet, darling," Angela implored. "Can you sit for a few minutes?" Bruce sat on a chair and watched as Brett reached both hands for Angela's tits. He began feeling her up in front of his father. Neither of them spoke to Bruce but continued french kissing, and feeling each other's bodies. A few minutes later, Angela said, "Did you know Brett has his finger inside my cunt, Bruce, and my hand is on his really hard cock?"

"That's nice," Bruce replied. "Why are you telling me this and why am I sitting here watching?"

"Because, silly boy, I wanted to give you a little stimulation before you go to bed, so when you hear us fucking later, you can jack off and remember us naked in here."

As Bruce climbed later into Brett's bed, he removed his boxers and could already hear the sounds of lovemaking coming from the master bedroom. He began playing with his little stiffy and when he heard Angela's first moaning orgasm, he shot his little wad on his stomach. He quickly fell asleep, then in the morning awakened to the sounds of fucking next door again. He began masturbating a second time, again cumming at just the moment he imagined Brett was shooting his load into Angela. Not bothering to dress, Bruce walked to the bathroom down the hall, pausing in front of the master bedroom door which was wide open. Angela and Brett lay naked in each other's arms. "How was the wedding night?" the cuckold husband asked.

"wonderful," Angela sighed. "MUCH more fulfilling than my first one," she laughed. Bruce blushed as Brett flashed him a big grin. Angela's and Brett's eyes were drawn to Bruce's crotch where just the little turtle head of his penis peaked out above his small testicles. His pubic hairs were totally covered with dried cum from the night before and the current load of wet semen coating his penis and balls. "Looks like my former hubby enjoyed his night too," Angela laughed.

"Very much," Bruce replied, smiling himself.

Brett shifted on the bed so that his now totally flaccid cock hung down across his thigh. Bruce couldn't help drawing his eyes to the tool that had so well fucked and satisfied his wife the night before and this morning. "I believe the lady would enjoy her breakfast and coffee in bed this morning," he said in his alpha male voice.

"Yes, sir," Bruce replied, and left for the bathroom to clean himself up, before making the trek downstairs to the kitchen.

"Mmmm...I could fall in love with you, my knight," Angela cooed to her lover.

"And I with you, m'lady," her stepson replied. Then, indicating Bruce, Brett said, "He's a pretty pathetic excuse for a lover, isn't he?"

Angela looked into Brett's eyes. "Yes, my darling, he is. But we both love him." Brett nodded and smiled.

Saturday morning, Bruce's birthday, they let him relax, read his paper, and drink coffee as the other three decorated the pool area outside. Around 2:00 pm, as all four of them lounged by the pool, the first guest arrived. Rob, Bruce's investment banker friend, was led into the house by Michael so he could change into his swim trunks, then was offered a beer and settled in on a chair next to Bruce.

Shortly thereafter, Bill arrived, went through the same routine, and sat by Bruce as they caught up on mutual friends. Bill used to work at the same company with Bruce. Finally, Ron, Bruce's 55-year old boss arrived. Ron had graying hair but was in excellent physical shape since he worked out every day. Bruce liked Ron but always felt a little intimidated around him. A true alpha male, Ron often belittled Bruce and his work at the office.

Everyone was alternating between drinking and swimming, as Michael began cooking steaks on the grill. "Are we the only guests?" Bill asked.

"Yes," Brett replied. "There's a reason we kept this party small and intimate, which you'll see in awhile." Bruce felt his stomach roll when Brett said that.

Angela was the perfect hostess, refilling drinks and parading in her modest two-piece swimsuit enough to keep the men's attention focused on her. After eating the steaks, Angela excused herself for awhile and the guys consumed even more alcohol. When Angela returned, Bill was the first to notice and let out a whistle. This drew everyone's attention to the blonde wife walking towards them. She had changed into a new thong bikini. The bottome consisted of a small triangle barely covering her pubic patch. The thin strip in the back was wedged tightly between her ass cheeks, fully exposing her ass. The bikini top was two small triangles covering each nipple, but fully exposing the rest of her natural pear-shaped breasts. 

"Holy shit!" Rob exclaimed.

"Oh...my...God!" Ron chimed in with equal enthusiasm. Angela smiled at her new male admirers and headed towards Brett's lounge chair. He swung his legs around so she could sit. Then Brett surprised even Bruce by firmly planting his hand on Angela's bare butt cheeks as she placed her free hand well up his thigh.

"Wow! What's going on here?" Bill asked.

"Dad, refresh our drinks for us," Brett ordered in his commanding voice. As Bruce took Brett's and Angela's empty glasses, and walked towards the bar, Angela leaned into Brett and gave him a full french kiss that lasted nearly thirty seconds. The three guests were shocked watching this display.

"Yes...what exactly is going on here?" Ron asked, and Angela could see the lust and amusement in his eyes.

Brett smiled and said, "We'll explain in due time. But for now, all you need to know is that we chose the three of you as guests for a very specific reason."

"But Angela, this is your husband's birthday," Rob protested.

Angela smiled again as Bruce handed drinks to Brett and his wife. "Yes, Rob, it is his birthday and today, he's getting a very special present, something he's always wanted, but never knew that he did," she said.

"We want to play a little birthday game first,"Brett offered. "It's a modified version of Truth or Dare, played by my rules. Hope you're all game. But first we need to do some jello shots."

Michael brought over a tray of very strong jello shots and the group of seven consumed all of them. Everybody now had quite a buzz going. "Now," Brett said, "it's time to start the game. I will ask all the questions of whatever person I choose. You can answer the questions honestly or take the dare. If anyone thinks an answer isn't honest, they can challenge, but have to state why they are challenging. Everybody got it?"

"First question is for Rob. Are you feeling lust for Angela, seeing her in that skimpy bikini?"

"Of course," Rob answered without hesitation.

"Now one for Bill. Would you like to see Angela without that top on?"

"You bet!" Bill said enthusiastically. 

"Angela," Brett said. "Do you want to expose your bare breasts to our three guests. Do you want them to see how erect your nipples are from being exposed like this?"

"No," Angela replied with a smile.

"Challenge!" Ron shouted. They all looked at him for an explanation. "Because her nipples look hard so she must be excited to show them to us."

"Vote on the challenge," Brett said. All except Angela and Bruce raised their hands. "Challenge accepted," Brett grinned. "Ron, would you do the honors of removing Angela's top?" Ron stood up with a bulge in his his suit and went over to Angela, unhooking the clasp on the back of her bikini top. Her huge natural tits with their large, stiff nipples were totally exposed to the eyes of the six men.

"Now question for Dad," Brett said. "Do you want your three close friends to see your wife's bare ass and pussy?"

"No," Bruce answered, realizing protesting was futile.

"Challenge," Angela laughed.

"Why Angela?" Brett inquired.

"Because it turns my husband on when other men see me naked," she answered. The three guests all exchanged a look with each other, then looked at Bruce who was blushing.

"Vote?" Brett asked. All six men and Angela raised their hands. "Dad," Brett grinned, "get that damn thong off your wife and show your friends her pussy." Bruce reluctantly stood up and everybody could see the little stiffy pushing out at the front of his suit. Angela stood so he could unhook and drop her thong. Angela remained standing and turned slowly around so all seven men could totally take in her full nakedness. 

"Damn!" Ron uttered. "That's one helluva body." The other two friends nodded in agreement. Angela sat back down next to Brett.

"Question again for Dad," Brett said. "Do you want your wife to see Ron's, Bill's and Rob's cocks?" Bruce hesitated for a few seconds.

"Dare," he finally said. Brett whispered in Angela's ear and she smiled a nodded.

Then Brett said, "Dad, remove three swimsuits, not including mine or Michael's." Bruce was now in a quandary. Does he remove his and two others or those of the three guests? He reluctantly rose from his chair and walked to Rob, who stood up. Bruce tugged Rob's suit down and he stepped out of it. Then he did the same with Bill and Ron. This revealed three semi-erect cocks to all of them. Each man turned slowly for Angela as she had done earlier. Rob had a swimmer's body, smooth, muscular arms and legs, tight abs, a tight ass and about 6 inches semi-erect. It was about two inches across, Angela noted. Bill's body was hairier but equally fit and his seven inches semi-erect was also very thick. Ron had a hairy chest, but six-pack abs, a tight butt, and a very thick 8-inch semi-erection.

When they sat back down, Brett said, "Angela, question now. Do you want your stepsons to remove their swimsuits?" 

"Mmm...yes," she answered, as her nipples now grew very erect. After Brett and Michael removed their suits, only Bruce's remained in place. 

"Question for Dad," Brett said. "Do you want all of us to see your penis too, birthday boy?"

"No," Bruce answered, and nobody challenged him.

"Okay, Dad. Let's try this. Does your penis measure up to the other cocks we can all see now?"

"Yes," Bruce answered quickly.

"Challenge!" his wife laughed.

"Vote?" Brett asked, without asking Angela why she challenged. All hands excepts Bruce's were quickly raised. "Angela, would you please do the honors," Brett grinned lewdly. The naked wife went to her husband and pulled his trunks down. Bruce's penis was now fully exposed and fully erect. Its four inch length and obvious lack of thickness caused Ron, Bill and Rob to stare at their friend's penis in disbelief.

"No way!" said Bill.

"Seriously, dude," Rob chimed in. Ron just shook his head and started laughing. Brett, Michael and Angela all grinned at one another as Bruce blushed. Now all seven of them were naked, and each one took a big swig of their drinks.

"Now the questions get more interesting," Brett said. "Angela, how many times has this birthday boy fucked you this summer?"

Angela smiled and looking at the three guests said, "Zero times." Rob's, Bill's and Ron's jaws dropped again as Bruce again turned several shades of red.

"And how many times have you and Michael fucked this summer?"

"Three times," Angela said.

"And how many times have you and I fucked, Angela?"

"Almost every day. I've lost count," she smiled. Bruce could not make eye contact with his friends.

"I think maybe this game has gone on long enough," Bruce said weakly, as he rose to go into the house.

"Sit back down, Dad," Brett said firmly. "I'll decide when the game is over and it's far from over, believe me." Bruce dutifully sat back down on his chair. Angela looked at Brett with admiration and the three guests noticed this. Her juices also started to flow in her cunt. 

"Now, Dad, next question. What bedroom in our home do you sleep in now?"

Bruce lowered his eyes and said quietly, "In your room."

"And where do I sleep every night?"

Bruce hesitated, then said quietly, "With Angela in the master bedroom." All three guests gasped audibly.

"And what do you do in my room when you hear Angela and me making love?"

"I sleep," Bruce said defiantly.

"Challenge!" Ron's voice boomed.

"Vote?" Brett was grinning. All hands except Bruce's went up.

Bruce took a deep breath and looking down said quietly, "I....I masturbate." Angela smiled at Brett who took her hand.

"And, Dad, what do you do when Angela and I let you watch us fucking? And look at your friends, Dad."

Bruce looked sheepishly at his three friends. "I jack off then too." All three friends were shaking their heads in disbelief.

"Angela," Brett said. "Does it turn you on to be looking at three virile men with long, thick cocks?"

"Oh, yes," she moaned.

"And does it make you want to play with your clit in front of us?"

"Mmm..hmmm" she nodded, as her left hand moved to her blood-engorged clit. She began making circles with her middle finger. Simultaneously, Brett reached over and began rubbing her large breasts and nipples with both hands. This caused Rob's, Bill's, and Ron's cocks to begin to stiffen again to full erections. Angela estimated Rob's erect dick to be 8 inches long, Bill's about 9 inches, and Ron's about 10. Fully erect, each cock she was looking at was at least twice as long and twice as thick as her husband's. Each naked man then began stroking his own cock as he watched the naked slut playing with her pussy.

"Angela," Brett said in a clearly aroused voice. "Don't you want to put a finger or two inside your cunt to show us how wet you are?"

Angela weakly replied, "Yesss...." and inserted her forefinger and middle finger inside her pussy, up to the the third knuckles. When she removed them, her fingers glistened with her sexual juices. Brett continued fondling Angela's bare tits, alternately squeezing her breasts, then lightly pinching her nipples. He noticed Bruce also gently playing with his penis and balls. 

"Angela, do you think you'd like to feel Rob's cock inside your horny pussy?" Angela could only nod. "And Bill's and Ron's too?" Again Angela nodded. "What is it you want each of them to do to your cunt, Angela?"

"I want all three of them to fuck my cunt," she replied breathlessly.

"And do you want your husband to fuck you too?" Brett asked.

Angela looked at her husband's much smaller penis and hesitated. Finally she said, "Not really." Again this caused Bruce to blush and he lowered is eyes to the ground. 

He heard his boss snicker and say, "Loser."

"Dad," Brett said, addressing his father. "Do you want to watch Rob fuck your wife?" Bruce looked from Rob's hard cock to Angela's very wet pussy. He nodded. "Dad, why don't you ask Rob nicely?"

Bruce took a big swallow of his drink, turned red again, and said. "Rob, would you please fuck my wife now?" Brett grinned and Rob smiled. 

"Yes, Bruce, of course I'll fuck Angela for you," Rob said, taunting his friend.

"And Bill and Ron, too, Dad? Would you like to watch them fuck your wife as well?"




A Wife and Stepmother's Love Ch. 06



"Yes..yes..." Bruce admitted, wiping pre-cum from the tip of his penis. The atmosphere was so sexually charged now that all that any of the seven people there could think about was fucking and cumming. 

"Then ask them, Dad," Brett said excitedly.

Even Bruce got caught up in the sexual enthusiam. "Bill...Ron..." he said excitedly. "Would you guys please fuck my wife's cunt too?"

Ron answered, "Sure, you pathetic small-dicked loser, we'll both give her a good fucking."

"'Loser' is a good name for him," Brett said, "but Angela has an even better one for her husband that she shared with me once. Dad, do you mind is she shares that nickname with her soon-to-be lovers?"

Bruce looked at Angela, who was smiling at him. "I guess I don't have a choice, do I?"

"No," laughed Brett, "you really don't. "Tell them, darling."

Angela grinned, looking into her husband's eyes. She said in her sexiest voice, "My nickname for my husband is 'Preemie'."

"Do you want to tell us all why she calls you that, Dad?" Brett asked. His father hesitated and shook his head no. "Tell them now, Dad, or we'll stop the party right now and you won't get to watch any of these real men fuck your wife."

Bruce swallowed hard. "Because...because whenever I have fucked Angela in the past, I've had .... premature ejaculation."

"So pathetic," Ron laughed at his employee. "So you've never really satisfied your wife with that poor excuse for a cock, have you?" Bruce shook his head no.

"Angela," Brett laughed, pouring on the humiliation for his father. "Tell Ron, Bill, and Rob just how long Bruce would last whenever he tried to fuck you."

Angela looked at her husband with a sneer. "He would penetrate my pussy and within ten seconds his penis would start cumming." 

Ron looked at Bruce again with disbelief. "So, Bruce, the truth is, you've never really fucked Angela, have you?" Bruce looked down again and shook his head no.

"Rob," Brett said. "why don't you trade places with me and lie here on the lounge with Angela? She can climb on top and ride your big cock."

"Wait," Angela said. She whispered in Brett's ear and he whispered back, then she said something else to Brett.

"OK," Brett Said. "I have one final question for Dad before we start fucking this hot wife. Dad, do you love big cocks as much as your wife does?" Bruce was silent as they all looked at him. "I asked you a question, Dad. Do you love big cocks as much as Angela does?"

"I...I love watching them, especially yours and Michael's...when they're fucking her," Bruce admitted, again looking down.

"That's not what I asked you, Preemie," Brett said sternly. "Angela wants to know if you love big cocks as much as she does. We all want to know the answer to that question."

The cuckold husband looked at Michael's, Brett's, Rob's, Bill's and Ron's huge dicks, then sheepishly said, "Yes."

"What? We couldn't really hear you," Ron said.

"I said...yes, I do love big cocks as much as Angela does."

"I thought so," Brett grinned. "Here comes your best present ever as part of your best birthday ever. Your wife wants to see you pay tribute to each of these big cocks before they fuck her, isn't that right Angela?" The naked blonde wife nodded and smiled. "She wants you to use your mouth to show your appreciation and respect for how well they're going to fuck her." Bruce did not budge from his chair. He had been thoroughly humiliated to this point in front of two of his best friends, his boss, his wife and his sons, but this was too much. Then he heard his wife's commanding voice.

"Preemie, you'd better get your ass over to Rob's chair right now and get his cock ready for me--or no more watching me getting fucked--ever!" Her husband reluctantly rose from his chair and with his little stiffy sticking straight out like a cocktail weenie, he slowly walked to Rob's chair. He had no choice but to drop to his knees as Rob stood up. Bruce took Rob's throbbing huge cock in his hand. It felt so hot and silky smooth to him and feeling some primal urge inside his loins, he took the huge cock into his mouth. He immediately tasted Rob's pre-cum and it was salty and sticky to his tastebuds. Now caught up in the moment, the cuckold husband gave Rob's dick a wonderful tongue bath, even licking his big balls at one point. He heard Angela moan, "Goddamn, that's the hottest thing I've ever seen."

Then Angela beckoned Rob to her and said, "Now, Preemie, keep Bill's and Ron's dicks hard and ready for my pussy while Rob and I fuck." Bruce stopped to watch as Rob lay down on his back, cock pointing straight towards the sky. Angela slowly impaled her wet cunt on Rob's turgid cock and as all eight inches easily slid into her, she let out a satisfying moan, then leaned down to give him a long, deep French kiss. Then she sat up and began slowly riding up and down on his love stick.

"That's good, babe, real good," Rob said. "Fuck my big dick, you wonderful slut!" He reached up and took both of her bouncing big boobs in his hands and then after a few squeezes, he began pinching and twisting her nipples. This made Angela even hotter. Bruce watched Rob's hard wet dick keep disappearing as his wife's cunt lips surrounded his cock. Michaeal now stood beside Angela and she took his hard cock in her mouth. She increased the speed of her riding Rob's cock and everyone knew her first orgasm was only moments away. She took her mouth off Michael as she moaned and then cried out, "Oh....Gawd.......oh...oh...so fucking good! Cumming!!!! Cumming!!!" as she shook and shuddered through her orgasm. She stopped riding Rob's dick to let her pussy recover and just sat fully impaled on his penis. She took Michael's cock back into her mouth, licking and sucking his cock fo all she was worth. It was one of the best blow jobs any of them had ever seen and soon he arched his back, his balls contracting in his nut sac. Suddenly, his cock began throbbing and his cum spewed out into his stepmother's beautiful mouth. Angela dutifully gulped a number of times, as she held eye contact with her husband, swallowing all of her stepson's love juices.

When Michael disengaged his penis from her mouth, she licked the remaining semen from her lips and the mushroom head of his cock, then looked over again at Bruce who was now visibly dripping pre-cum from his little penis. "Preemie, you'd better get that mouth back on those two cocks now or your perv days are over. I want them good and hard for my cunt."

So Bruce knelt before his two friends and put his head on Bill's lap. He began licking Bill's hot cock and licked up the precum that was oozing from the slit of Bill's cock head. It too tasted salty and sticky, but he had to admit, not that bad. Meanwhile, Angela began riding Rob's cock faster and faster, trying to coax his cum out into her pussy. "Preemie," Angela said, "this..is...what...I...mean...by...stamina...see how a real...man fucks a woman?" Bruce glanced over to see that Rob still was as hard as he had been nearly fifteen minutes ago when Angelas had first mounted him.

Then Bruce heard Ron's voice. "Hey, Preemie, I'm losing my hard-on here." Angela shot her husband a menacing look and Bruce immediately shifted his mouth to Ron's cock as he contined stroking Bill's dick. 

Angela watched her naked, kneeling husband taking care of two big dicks at the same time. "God, what a pervert!"she laughed. "But it's so hot I'm gonna cum again." With that, Rob's ass tightened up and he launched a big load of semen into the naked slut's cunt as Angela moaned through her orgasm. As she and Rob relaxed, Michael quietly went into the house. Bruce continued his sucking of Ron's cock, then switched to Bill's, keeping both men as hard as he could. When he wasn't sucking one cock, he would stroke the other with his hand.

Michael came out of the house with a box wrapped in birthday paper and set it next to Bruce's chair. Then Angela raised herself off Rob and stood next to Brett. Without a word, both Bill and Ron rose from their chairs and walked over to Angela, their big balls bouncing and cocks sticking straight out. Ron lay down on the lounge chair and Angela slowly slid her cunt down onto his magnificent prick, and they began a deep French kiss. "I've never had one this thick, need to go slowly," Angela said. She kept reworking his dick in her pussy till all ten inches fit comfortably inside her. Angela then leaned down, flattening her huge tits against Ron's chest. As she wiggled her hot ass in the air, Michael handed his dad a jar of vaseline.

"Do the honors, Dad," Brett said. "Grease up Bill's dick real good and put some in her ass too." Bruce took the jar and coated Bill's stiff dick, then inserted a nice sized gob into his wife's ass. Then Bill lay on Angela's back and slowly inserted his huge rod up her butt, one inch at a time. Once he was fully inside the blonde's hot ass, Brett knelt next to him and she turned her head sideways, taking his 9-inch cock into her mouth. With all three holes filled, Angela was in sexual heaven. Michael and Rob, who had both cum already, were sitting on chairs, gently stroking their cocks to get ready again.

Bruce looked at Brett as if to question what his role should be. Brett read his mind and said, "Dad, get on your knees behind Bill. There should be two nice sets of balls for you to lick and suck. This isn't just about Angela's pleasure, you have a duty to pleasure her men too." The cuck husband knelt behind Bill and began licking his balls, then he licked his boss's balls. 

"Darling," Brett addressed Angela. "Cucky is licking their big balls while they fuck you." The blonde wife moaned aloud. Angela then came first, followed by Brett's dick cumming in her mouth as she eagerly swallowed his seed. But it had been a full 15 minutes of nice, slow cunt and ass fucking before Brett's orgasm. Bill and Ron lasted another five minutes before Bruce felt his balls tighten and his ass clenching and he filled her butt with cum. Then Ron's 10-inch cock exploded in her well-fucked pussy.

Both Bill's and Ron's dicks remained lodged in Angela's holes for several minutes as they all enjoyed the aftermath of terrific orgasms. Bill was the first to withdraw slowly from her ass, his cock shiny with the remnants of the cum that he poured into her ass. Angela barely noticed Bill's withdrawal as she was in a serious lip-lock with the man whose huge dick had given her such a fabulous orgasm. As her cuck husband watched, he had to admire his boss and admit to himself that seeing his hot wife impaled on his boss's big cock, and the afterglow of their love-making, was highly erotic for him.

Slowly, Angela raised herself off Ron's penis, which was lathered with her juices and some of his own cum. Brett saw his dad staring at his boss's semi-flaccid cock. "Dad...do it,you know you want to." Everyone, including Angela, knew exactly what Brett meant. As she moved over to Brett's lap, her husband walked slwoly to Ron's lounge chair. Bruce sat on the chair and Ron looked at him with all the confidence of a true alpha male. 

"Get your tongue on there now, Bruce," Angela laughed. Bruce lowered his head to his boss's crotch and began licking the lovers' combined juices from Ron's dick, balls and pubic hair. "Looks like a natural to me," she laughed and the others joined in.

Michael had gone inside to bring new drinks out for everyone, and they used their recuperation time to enjoy the drinks and chat, all while remaining naked. "Oh darling," Angela said to Bruce. "You're the only one who didn't get to cum during that session. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Bruce replied. "My balls are aching, but I'd rather stay horny if there's any more action coming. I"ll get off on the next round. You know...unless you'd like me to fuck you or give me a blow job."

Angela nearly spit out her drink laughing. "After what you just saw five real men do to me? You can't be serious, Bruce."

"No, just kidding," he grinned.

"Well, that's a good segue Dad,"Brett said, "for me to tell our guests why we chose them to help celebrate your birthday. Ron, Bill, and Rob, I selected the three of you for this honor after talking to each of you at the wedding. Michael and I both leave for school in three weeks and we don't want to leave our stepmom without a man to take care of her needs while we are gone. We..and Angela...would like the three of you to visit regularly as often as you like, take Angela on dates, whatever her heart desires. Maybe you can work out a schedule so you're each here one or two nights a week."

The three men all looked at one another, nodding and grinning. "This is part of your birthday present, Dad" Brett went on. Bruce looked a little surprised to hear this, thinking that today's orgy was probably a one-time thing.

Angela picked it up. "And when you're here, you are to really have the run of the house. You'll share my bed with me, spend the night if you like, and while you're here, my husband will be around to take care of all our needs."

Brett then said, "Your second present, Dad, Angela will tell you about."

"Darling, Brett has broken up with his college girlfriend. That's because he's made me his girlfriend. I'm going to visit him at college and he'll introduce me as his cougar girlfriend. I'm going to keep wearing his ring on my left hand, because even though I'm legally married to you, I feel like I'm Brett's wife. And darling, I want you to know I sold the diamond wedding ring you gave me and used the money to book a cruise for Brett and me at spring break next year.

The cuckolded husband looked shocked and even his boss and two friends were surprised at Angela's announcement. "Bruce," Angela went on,"before Michael gives you your final present, Brett and I would like to know that you're happy for us."

Her husband swallowed, then said weakly, "I....I'm happy for both of you." He saw his boss and friends looking at him with pity. Michael then placed a box on the table next to his dad. 

"Before you open your final gift, Dad," Brett said, "let me say a few things to you. The one thing that Michael, Angela, and I wanted to give you most for your birthday was something you can't buy in a store. Adn that, Dad, is humiliation. There aren't too many things more humiliating than watching our boss, two sons, and two best friends fuck your wife because you can't. The three of us know that your greatest sexual thrill is being humiliated. Look at all your friends' dicks, Dad. Look at them, and Michael's and mine. Now look down at your own penis." Bruce did as his son directed him. "Dad, there are consequences in life. You have a very small penis. You have premature ejaculation. The consequences for you having those two things are significant. You've lost your wife to your son. Tell him Angela."

"Bruce, darling, I will always love you," she smiled. "But I'm in love with Brett.

Bruce looked up at her and Brett said, "No, Dad, get your eyes back on your penis. The second consequence is that your wife--my girlfriend--won't even take your penis in her mouth. She'll lick and suck all our cocks and swallow our cum, but won't even take your worthless penis in her mouth. And she'll let all five of us fuck her in the ass. She won't let your penis near her beautiful butt. Another consequence--you get to do cleanup duty on your boss's superior cock, licking his cum and your wife's juices off his big dick. And your own loving wife calls you "Preemie" in front of your sons, boss, and friends. Those are all consequences, Dad. Consequences of what?"

Bruce was still staring at his semi-hard penis. "Of...of...the fact..." He couldn't go on.

"Say it, Dad. Say it to your boss and friends. Say it to your wife, for heaven's sake." 

Bruce swallowed hard. "These are all consequences of...the....fact that I have...a very small penis...and I have....premature ejaculation." The cuck hubby turned several shades of red. And yet everyone there watched as his little penis grew as stiff as it had been all day.

"One consequence we haven't talked about," Brett said. "That one is just so appropriate for your hot wife to do the honors. Angela?"

The naked blonde walked over to her husband and knelt down in front of him. "Bruce, darling. This is the hardest one for me to say because I do love you very much." She reached for his swollen little balls and took ahold of them. As she began squeezing, a pain shot up to his stomach. "Bruce...this tiny, prematurely ejaculating penis--yes, I did say tiny--is no longer welcome in my cunt--ever again. Do you understand that consequence?" she grinned wickedly.

with those words, Bruce's penis stiffened even more, if that was possible. Everyone, especially Angela, saw that happen. She stood up, but not before slapping his tiny balls hard, causing him to almost double over. "I told you he'd love being permanently cut off," Brett laughed. "Now open the box, Dad."

Bruce reached down and held the box in his lap. As he opened it, he slowly withdrew a pocket pussy that looked so realistic he couldn't believe it. Everyone began laughing as Bruce blushed again. Angela walked naked to him and held the pocket pussyunder her cunt. She let a copious amount of Bill's semen drip from her ass onto the realistic-looking hairy cunt. Then she used her Kegel muscles to squeeze all of Rob's and Ron's cum onto the fake pussy. The pocket pussy was now messy with semen from three of Angela's lovers.

"How humiliating is that?" Brett chuckled. "Your personal pussy is all lubed up for you, Dad."

"That may be the only pussy your little weenie gets into ever again, sweetheart," Angela laughed. Growing very serious now, Angela said, "Why don't you show us how well you can fuck a woman?" This was more of a command than a suggestion from the hot wife.

"Yeah, fuck the messy pussy," Ron laughed. "Sloppy seconds."

Bruce slowly began sliding the pocket pussy onto his penis as the others watched with amusement.

Angela knelt down next to her husband and said, "Oh...my...God! Look at how hard your little penis just got! She wants you, you stud!" she laughed. "She wants your little boy penis!"

"That's it, Dad. Fuck her real good," Brett laughed.

As Bruce moved his hard penis into the wet hairy pussy, his wife said trimphantly, "Now, darling, show us just how much control a premature ejaculator has when he fucks a wet pussy."

Bruce felt the sticky wetness of all the semen that had been in his wife's hot cunt and ass, and then felt the tightness of the pocket pussy. His balls immediately contracted and the semen rushed up into his penis and began spurting into the fake cunt. He lost all control, thrusting his pelvis up and into the fake cunt, blasting his semen into it.

Bruce heard all the derisive laughter and humiliating comments coming from his wife, friends, boss and sons but he just didn't care. His humiliation was complete, his long-built-up load deposited in the pocket pussy. As he lay on his back, his penis still inside the pussy and drenched in his own cum, along with three other men's cum, he closed his eyes and heard them all singing "Happy Birthday" to him, except the one line was sung, "Happy Birthday dear Cuckold..."

  Epilogue

When Bruce opened his eyes again, he saw his wife on the settee with Bill tonguing her ass and Rob her pussy. Brett and Michael were sucking on her tits, as Ron had inserted cock in her mouth. After Angela came again, she proceeded to suck all her men hard again. Bruce's penis was still in the fake pussy. Angela then led her big-dicked lovers over to her husband. She removed the pocket pussy from him, then had all five men stand over her cuckold husband. She proceeded to masturbate each one of the huge cocks. Bruce could not take his eyes off all the man-sized dicks in front of him. 

"You love these big cocks as much as I do," Angela smiled. "Say it, you tiny-penis bitch."




A Wife and Stepmother's Love Ch. 06



"Bruce swallowed and said quietly, "I love these big cocks as much as you do, Angela." Then one by one she jacked off each cock over her husband. Each man jetted his cum all over Bruce's balls, penis, nipples or face. They stood there a moment more till he began rubbing the cum all over his little penis and began to get hard again.

Then the naked wife walked into the house, followed by her five lovers for a long night of anything-goes sex, When Bruce finally went into the house, he walked to his new bedroom. He glanced into the master bedroom in time to see Angela taking a load up her delectable ass from Brett, swallowing Ron's cum from his dick, and Rob pumping his load up her cunt. Bruce proceeded to his bathroom to shower all the cum off his body. He toweled off and went to lay down in bed. His little penis began to stiffen again and he took it in his hand, once again vicariously enjoying the pleasure that Angela was feeling from real men with real cocks.