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The stepmom
A little background…my mom died shortly before I married my second wife. About a year later, my dad met Nicole. He was lonely after mom died and it was good to see him feel alive again. After a couple of years, wife #2 and I divorced (she’s a good woman, we were just not compatible as a married couple), and a few years later my dad died. A couple of years after that, I got into a bit of a financial bind. “I have this big house by myself and could use some help with the upkeep.”, she said in a phone conversation we had. “Why don’t you come live here? Your help around the house would be your rent, I’d feel more secure with a man I trust around, and you could get back on your feet. It’s a win-win.” It was an offer I had to seriously consider. While we got along, she had a way of getting on my nerves. Even though she was 15 years older than me, she always struck me as being a bit immature, especially for her age. “I know you have reservations about your privacy. But this is a big house. I mainly stay on one side. There’s room on the other side for you to have the privacy you need. We’ll hardly see each other.” She was right. While not rich by any means, my dad had been successful enough to provide them with a nice, roomy house. But it had been a few years since he bought it and, while still in pretty good shape, little things were beginning to need some work. And, my bank account wasn’t in good enough shape to put up much resistance to the arrangement.
My space was like a mini suite. There was a decent sized bedroom, a full bath, and another room I could easily convert into a den/TV room. Nicole had a roomy bedroom on her end with a full bath as well. Down the hall from my space was a couple of other bedrooms which were used by my siblings when they visited as well as another full bath. Between her end of the house and mine were the kitchen, a dining room, a formal living room and a more casual den area where Nicole spent her time, and a laundry room. This “middle ground” became our common area.
She was right. The house was big enough that there wasn’t much interaction. She would cook a couple of times a week and we’d have dinner together, I’d do my laundry and sit and talk while that was going, but other than that, it was like I was on my own. Which was good for me since I’d become somewhat of a house nudist. I enjoyed sitting around with nothing on. In the beginning, I’d keep a pair of shorts or sweatpants nearby if I moved from one room to the other. As time went by and I became confident that Nicole was going to respect my privacy, I started going nude from one room to the other within my space, saving the pants when I ventured to the common area. Once, I went to the kitchen to get a beer. The pair of shorts I slipped on were a little form fitting in the crotch area. I thought nothing of it till I walked past Nicole in the kitchen. She didn’t hear me enter and was a bit startled when she turned around and saw me there. Her eyes drifted down to the bulge my shorts accentuated. She turned away, but not before her gaze lingered on my cock for a couple of seconds. I was amused that she checked me out and even more so that it made her uncomfortable. I made a mental note to make sure I wore something a little roomier in the crotch going forward. I had no thought of pursuing the gaze she gave me because she was my dad’s widow. There was no sexual attraction whatsoever for me.
That is, until that one evening. One Friday afternoon, my car broke down coming home from work. One of my work buddies saw me pull to the side of the road and offered me a ride. The long walk home wasn’t appealing to my after a full day at work, so I readily accepted the offer. When I got home, Nicole wasn’t there. Nothing unusual, she was out shopping or whatever. I went into the house, arranged for the local mechanic to pick up and repair the car, stripped down and relaxed in my TV room. Unbeknownst to me, Nicole arrived home shortly afterward. Not seeing my car in the garage, she just assumed I wasn’t home. It had been particularly hot that day and she was wanting to bathe right when she got home. She started her shower, undressed, then realized she had no clean towels. She knew I had just done a load of towels, so she decided to just borrow one from my bathroom. Thinking I wasn’t at home, she didn’t bother to dress or even put on a robe. She entered the hall about the time I had to retrieve something from my bedroom. Of course, thinking she wasn’t home either, I walked out of my TV room in my usual nudist state. We saw each other about the same time. We were both quite shocked. So shocked that neither of us could move for a moment. We got a good look at each other in all our glory. After a moment, the shock wore off, we both began apologizing profusely, and we quickly retreated to the confines of our own ends of the house.
I shut the door behind me and began laughing. “Well that was weird!”, I said to myself. Then, I began to think about what I’d just seen. Nicole had aged well. Her legs were toned from the daily one mile walks she took. She had just a hint of a belly. Not enough to be considered fat, but a sexy plumpness. Her 34C tits had a slight sag to them, but they weren’t droopy. They had a mature sexiness to them. And her pussy…OH MY GOD! It was a fat pussy with labia lips protruding from her slit. And when she turned to run back to her end of the house, her ass was firm, another benefit of her daily walks. Almost without realizing it, my cock began to stiffen. She had always been just my stepmom since she married my dad. Now, I saw her for the gorgeous, sexy woman she was. I began stroking my cock, fantasizing about sucking on her beautiful tits. I imagined kissing my way down her pleasingly plump belly and covering my mouth over her fat cunt, gently sucking her pussy lips into my mouth. In my mind, it was juicy, tangy, and warm. I imagined easing my cock past those lips, reaching around to grab that firm ass, and pulling it up to force my cock deep into her. I could almost hear her moans of pleasure. Before I knew it, my cock exploded cum all over my stomach. I cleaned myself up and began trying to sort out the mixed feelings I was all of a sudden having.
The next day, I stayed in my end of the house. I finally worked up the nerve to venture into the kitchen for something to eat. Nicole was there fixing herself a cup of coffee. And exchange of nervous “good mornings” were followed by an awkward silence. I made a sandwich and sat down to eat. Nicole sat opposite me sipping her coffee. Neither one of us could look at each other. The awkwardness finally became unbearable for me. “Nicole, the sooner we talk about what happened, the sooner we can feel comfortable with each other again.” She nodded. We discussed what happened and why we each thought we were home alone. We agreed to pretend it never happened and move on. I took a deep cleansing breath. Nicole still couldn’t look at me from her embarrassment. She took a deep breath. I could tell she wanted to say something.
Finally, she spoke. “Tony, can…can I see it again?” I couldn’t believe my ears.
“What?” She looked up directly into my eyes. “I want to see it again.” Her face was still stoic, but there was a mix of curiosity and desire in her eyes. I thought for a minute. “Only if I can see your tits again.”
“I suppose it’s only fair.”, she replied. She then stood up unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall to the floor. I began to feel a firmness developing in my pants. She reached around and unhooked her bra. As she slipped it off, she blushed with embarrassment. “Damn, Nicole, they’re beautiful!”
“Don’t patronize me!” There was a touch of anger in her voice. “No! I mean it! They’re…they’re fabulous!”
Her head lifted to look into my eyes again. She saw the sincerity and admiration in my gaze and began to feel a little proud. She straightened her posture which caused her tits to push out boldly. “Okay…your turn.”, she said with less trepidation.
I stood up and began undoing the fly of my pants. “I have to tell you, what you’re going to see today is going to be a little different from what you saw yesterday.”
“What do you mean?”
“What I mean is, yesterday you saw it limp. Your bare tits have it fully hard now.” With that, I stepped out of my pants. Her eyes were transfixed on my erection. Her tits began to rise and fall as her breathing got heavier. “I want to touch it.”, feeling bolder. I silently stepped toward her and took her hand. I guided it to my stiff cock and wrapped her fingers around it. She just stood there staring at my erection, not daring to let her hand move. I reached down, placed my hand on top of hers, and began moving it. She got my message and began stroking my cock on her own. She took her other hand and placed on the back of my neck. Her eyes moved back up to mine, still tugging on my hard cock. All the embarrassment was gone and the simple desire had been replaced with pure lust. I let moan escape from my mouth as I reached up and cupped both breasts in my hands. Her entire body shuddered as I gave each nipple a gentle pinch. As her stroking became faster, a drop of precum seeped from the tip. She took her thumb and rubbed the fluid over the head of my cock. As she continued to pull on my hard-on, more precum oozed out. “I want to taste it.”, she demanded. I reached down, got a drop on my fingertip, and brought it to her mouth. She licked it off and said, “not like that.” With that, she dropped to her knees and kissed the tip of my cock. Her lips parted as she took the head into her mouth. She sucked it hungrily, desperately trying to draw out all the precum she could. I reached and placed my hand behind her head and began forcing my cock deeper into her mouth. I’m not unusually big, just a little longer than average length, but she was taking it without any problems. If that wasn’t enough, she reached up, grabbed me by the hips and pulled me even deeper. Before I knew it, she had the entire length of my shaft in her mouth and my balls were bouncing on her chin. I felt my cock begin to pulsate as the cum moved up from my balls. I began to fuck her mouth faster and harder. With one last hard stroke, my cock exploded my load in my stepmom’s mouth. She moaned as I felt her throat muscles tighten and relax as she swallowed my jizz.
“Now it’s my turn to return the favor!” I stood her up and led her to the couch. As I slid her pants off, the embarrassment returned, standing stark naked in front of me. Her eyes looked down at the floor, scared at what I must be thinking of her aged body. “Your body is so amazing!” I whispered. “I want to take my time and enjoy every bit of it!” She lifted her head and stood proudly, no longer feeling I was patronizing her. I eased her back onto the couch. Beginning at the nape of her neck, I started kissing and licking my way down her body. I sucked one nipple into my mouth, then across to the other, giving it equal attention. Kissing my way down her belly, I briefly paused my journey to tongue her navel, giving her a hint of what was to come for her pussy. As I reached her trimmed bush, she parted her legs to give me access to her dripping cunt. The aroma of the juices trickling out and down her crack to her asshole was intoxicating. Her body gave a slight jerk as I gave her clit a little flick of my tongue. I kissed and sucked each pussy lip quickly before plunging my tongue as deep as I could inside her. She gasped and spread her legs wider raising her ass to get my tongue even deeper inside her. It was as juicy and tangy as I’d fantasized the night before when I jerked off to her. Withdrawing my tongue, I licked up her wet slit to her clit. As I’d imagined, I opened my mouth as wide as possible to cover as much of her fat pussy as I could. I slowly began closing my mouth, still sucking, until all my attention was on her clit. I sucked it, rolled it between my lips, I even gave it a gentle nibble. Her hips were now thrusting and bucking as she neared climax. I eased two fingers into her pussy and found her G-spot. I felt her vaginal muscles clinch down on my fingers as she held her breath for what seemed like an eternity. Then, with a gasp, her entire body began to shudder, she took a breath and began to moan loudly. A torrent of juices flooded my mouth as she came on my face. Suddenly, she went limp. She was breathless and kept whimpering over and over, “Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!” Then she began to giggle.
By now, my cock had recovered and was standing at attention again. I hooked my arms behind her knees and eased between her legs. Her eyes grew wide as she gazed down at the tip of my cock teasing the entry to her pussy. Sensing a tinge of uncertainty, I looked at her intently. “We don’t have to do this. I’ll stop if you want me to.”
“No. I want to do this and if it’s not now, I may never get the nerve again. Do it!” With that, I shoved my cock all the way in her to the hilt. “OH GOD, YESSSSS!!” I began a slow rhythm to begin with as I greedily sucked her luscious tits. Her hips were tilting up to meet my thrusts. We very soon had synchronized our thrusts to make sure my cock was going as deep into her as possible. “Fuck me, Tony! Fuck me hard!” The vulgarity of her words caught me off guard. She had always maintained a prim and proper demeanor. I chuckled to myself as I thought, “That demeanor went to hell about an hour ago!” My pace and forcefulness increased until I was furiously slamming my cock deep into her. With each thrust, she let out a lustful grunt. “Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Keep going! Slam that hard cock into my cunt! OOOOOHHHH GOOOOODDDD!” Her legs wrapped around my waist tightly as she reached down and fondled my balls. One last, hard thrust and my cum exploded deep in her pussy. I rolled off of her onto the floor, both of us gasping for air. “Are you okay with what happened today?”, she asked after her breathing returned closer to normal. I smirked, “I don’t know…we might have to do this a few more times to see!” She was silent for a second or two, the burst out laughing uncontrollably.
That was three years ago. I’m back on my feet financially and doing well. I’m still living on my end of the house, although the need for privacy has dissipated. Nicole and I still fuck two or three times a week. We both understand that’s all it is between us…just fucking. And honestly, that’s all we want it to be. You see, I’ve started dating a woman and things are getting serious between us. Fortunately, she’s in the lifestyle too. When I finally bring her over to “meet my mom”, it’s going to be…interesting!!