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Sins from My Stepmother – ExcerptThis is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual or past events and individuals is entirely coincidental. All characters are 18 years of age or over.  Then, finally, after two weeks of blue-balling abstinence, Mom and I got our chance. It was a Friday night and the three of us were sitting around the living room debating what to do for dinner. It had been scorching hot all day and was forecast to storm.Mom was looking fantastic as usual. She was sitting on the sofa opposite me in a plain white T-shirt and a ridiculously tight pair of jeans. Her top was stretched so tightly over her big tits that I could plainly make out the lace pattern of a bright yellow bra. She’d been taunting me all afternoon with provocative poses when Dad wasn’t looking. I was ready to explode. The fridge was practically empty so we agreed on pizza from Bivios. The only problem was it had already started to rain and a delivery guy would take too long in the thunder storm. I was about to offer to pick it up, thinking it might be a nice relief from Mom’s tempting curves, when Dad interjected.“It’s okay. I’ll take the car and get it, ” he said, jumping to his feet.Mom and I immediately locked eyes. My cock stirred. “Oh, David, that would be wonderful,” Mom said.“Teddy, you wanna come? We can listen to the Yankees game on the way.” Dad was looking for his keys on the hall table with his back towards us.Mom looked at me and licked her lips. Then she slowly slipped one hand down her stomach and under the waistline of her jeans. There was a rumble of distant thunder outside.“Uh, I think I’m okay Dad. How about I help Mom with the salad?” “Okay, whatever you say. I’ll see you k**s soon. Shouldn’t be long.”The door slammed.Mom and I sat there in silence. The engine of the Jaguar roared to life. We listened to the car back slowly up the driveway and veer down the street into the distance.Mom let out a sigh, leaned back into the sofa and started slowly rubbing her mound. My cock pulsed and I felt my balls filling with cum. I stood up, walked across the living room and stood in front of her. My cock bulged across the front of my sweat pants. I was practically shaking from lust. Mom carried on masturbating without saying a word. Her long brown hair was lying over her shoulders with a few strands curling around her large breasts. The band of her bright yellow panties was sticking out above her Levis.I yanked my pants down and my cock sprang out like a catapult releasing. My full seven inches towered obscenely above her for a moment. Then I reached down and started stroking my cock in front of Mom’s face.That got her attention. She opened her eyes and a nasty grin crept across her lips as she admired my rock-hard cock. Slowly, Mom’s eyes led mine down her body. Her breasts heaved up and down as her breathing grew slower and heavier. Her white cotton T-shirt was stretched so tight it had ridden up showing off her firm, tanned stomach. The zipper on her jeans had half unrun as her hand undulated sensually beneath her panties.I took a step closer, my pulsing cock now only inches from her beautiful face. The rain outside had gotten heavier and was beating against the living room windows.Mom scooted forward on the sofa cushion and parted her legs.Then, without a word, she leaned forward, wrapped her hand around my cock and guided it into her wide-open mouth. Her soft, full lips caressed the top of my shaft while she flicked her tongue over my hole. Then she began to swallow more of it, bobbing her head down farther with every pass. I looked down as five then six inches of my cock vanished down her throat. Her lips made a loud slurping sound. She gulped and flattened her tongue along the bottom of my shaft. Her mouth was soft and warm.She massaged my nuts with one hand. “Mmm,” she moaned, her nurturing mouth full of my manhood. Then she pulled it from her lips and began licking the bottom side near the head.“Oh, Teddy, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about your big cock all week,” she gurgled between licks. “No shit, Mom. You batman escort haven’t stopped staring at my crotch. If it wasn’t for the fact I was your son, Dad might start to wonder.”“Oh god, I’m so horny,” Mom gasped before inhaling half of my dick again. Her big brown eyes gazed up at me with lust. Hungrily, she worked up and down my cock filling the room with slurping and smacking noises.She lingered around the tip occasionally to piston her head up and down quickly, her cheeks tight and hollow and her tongue tickling the lower side of my glans.“Ooh, yeah, baby,” I said. “Right there. Lick my cock, Mom.”A line of saliva dripped off her chin.“We don’t have long Teddy-bear,” she whispered jacking her hand up and down my iron-hard rod and massaging her clit with her free hand. “I need you to hurry up and fuck me good before your father gets home.”“Take it easy Mom. I want to make sure you’re nice and wet before I stick it in you.”I sat down next to Mom on the sofa, my cock still jutting out at 45 degrees like an Olympic diving board. Then I reached over and pulled down at the top her jeans. They were so tight on her hips that they barely budged. She lifted her perfect ass off the sofa and I yanked them down to mid-thigh.Mom flipped over onto her knees so we were at right angles. She tucked her hair behind her ear and quickly returned to sucking my dick. I ran a hand down her firm stomach and cupped her mound through her panties. They were soaked. I hadn’t needed to worry. I pulled them to one side and started stimulating her wet lips with my index finger. “Mmmmm,” she moaned, grinding her pelvis against my hand. I looked up to see our reflections in the blank, 27-inch TV screen. I could make out the obscene image of Mom’s head bobbing up and down in my lap. Her heart-shaped ass provocatively poking upright and writhing in a circular motion against my hand.I gently circled Mom’s clit a few more times and then inserted my two middle fingers into her box. She shuddered and her hips bucked. I continued working them in and out until I felt her suddenly pull her lips from my cock again.“That’s enough, sweetie,” she said, impatient with lust. “I can’t wait any longer.”Mom leaned back and slid her panties down her long legs, skilfully kicking them off together with her jeans. Her inner thighs glistened and the neat triangle of light brown hair on her beaver was matted with juice.“Time to stick that baseball bat back in my pussy where it belongs,” Mom said.She shoved my chest into the back of the sofa with both palms and swung a knee over my lap to straddle me. Her body lifted as her hand sought my saliva-coated cock and lined it up against her soft, warm pussy lips.“Mmm,” she moaned as she dragged her beaver across the engorged head of my cock. I grabbed her by the hips and ran my hands down over her bare ass.Mom drew a deep breath and then let her weight sink down, impaling herself on my full seven inches in one deft motion. We both moaned with delight. I thrust my pelvis up to spear her even more firmly on my joint. Mom stuck her tongue down my throat and we kissed hungrily for a minute.Slowly, Mom started humping up and down on my cock. Her wet pussy was as tight as a vise. I lifted her tight t-shirt and her cantaloupes practically exploded onto my face. They rode high and wide on her chest with an arcing, forward thrust.I pulled my head back and pulled her bra beneath her tits so the underwire was still pushing them together and up and out. She moaned as I wrapped my mouth firmly over a nipple and sucked.“Ooh, Teddy, I wish we could fuck all night,” she gasped.I found her other breast and sucked feverishly on it.Mom’s hips whipped up and down faster, her pussy gripping my big, thick cock. She was really getting into it now. I responded by thrusting deep on her downstrokes, slapping my thighs against hers while I sucked her tits. Her hands clawed at my shoulders in ecstasy.There was a flicker of lightening and a savage clap of thunder so loud it sounded like it had struck the Landingham’s batman escort bayan across the road. I felt Mom’s pussy clench my cock in surprise. Were the gods angry? Were they condemning the forbidden, carnal acts unfolding between stepmother and son in the family living room?A second flicker of lightening lit up the room and Mom’s mountainous tits glistened with my saliva in the pale blue light. She was moaning and gasping for breath as her muscular thighs bore down on my shaft. If the gods were angry, Mom and I were already in way too deep. Literally.“Mmmm, yeah, suck my tits baby.”I stood up lifting Mom with me, my cock still buried deep inside her. Juice streamed out of her pussy onto my big nuts.“Teddy, what are you doing?” she gasped, her breath on my neck. Mom wrapped her shapely legs around my back and gripped onto my straining biceps.“Taking you to back to Paradise Mom.” She clung onto me tightly with her arms and legs as I carried her across the living room. I’d lost count of the number of times Mom and I had sucked and fucked our way around the house over summer. But there were still a couple of places we hadn’t christened. I lowered her firm ass onto the head of the kitchen table. “Ooh Teddy, naughty boy,” she whispered. She pulled her t-shirt off over her head and then leaned back, propping herself up on her elbows staring at me with pure lust. Her naked, bronzed body was glossing with sweat. Fantastic.My cock had slipped out and was hovering above her beaver, thick and rigid like a shotgun barrel.I ran my hands up her waste and clasped my hands firmly around her melons. “Ooh Teddy, your strong hands feel so good on my tits,” she cooed arching her back and thrusting her pelvis towards me. I slowly traced my right hand up along her skin to meet her lips and she hungrily sucked one of my fingers into her mouth.I craned down and planted a deep, sucking kiss on the slope of each globe. Then I ran my tongue along her cleavage right up to her neck. Her skin tasted like coconut.“Mmmm,” she groaned, running her fingers through my hair.I sucked on her neck for a moment and then leaned back upright. “You ready Mom?” I asked, lifting her legs high over my shoulders and fitting the swollen head of my cock between her warm pussy lips.“Oh, yeah, honey. Slide that big cock back in me and start pumping.”I ran my cock up and down her snatch, lubricating it with her juices until it became too much for both of us.“Whatever you say Mom…”I pulled back and then buried my cock deep inside her. Mom grimaced as I came down hard, spearing every inch of my big fuck organ into her pussy. “Ungh! Oh, god, Teddy.”I began slowly sliding in and out of her again, with long, hard strokes. Her big tits were flattened as wide as pancakes under her knees, and the upturned backs of her full, smooth thighs quivered slightly with each thrust. Mom raised her head, looking down, watching my veined cock shaft plunging in and out of her clenched pussy.“Oh fuck, look at it Teddy. I’ll never get sick of watching you’re cock fuck in and out of my pussy. Mmmm, harder, honey. Yeah, all the way in and out. Ooh…oh…oh…oh…mmm….oh…yeah…” she moaned with each thrust.I started stroking even harder, plunging deeper into her box so that the table started to lurch forward with each thrust. Her pussy was sucking and spasming uncontrollably around my cock.“Yes, Teddy, like that! Oh, yes…You always fuck me so good. I can feel your big nuts bouncing on my ass!” she said, sliding back and forth against the table. Her tits were starting to bound back and forth. I was over her on straight arms and she gripped my triceps. “Your strong muscles make me so horny. Oh, Teddy, fuck me. Fuck me, baby! Ugh! Your big cock makes my pussy feel so good! I’m going to come soon.”I lifted Mom’s legs up some more so I could leverage my weight and then started really pounding her. And I mean pounding. Her cries broke out like a dam giving way. “Oh, Teddy! Oh, Teddy! OH! OH! OH! Yes, fuck me!”I looked down. Her globes were wind-milling escort batman and crashing into each other with loud, fleshy slaps. Beyond them, my wet, shiny dick was pistoning in and out of her pussy like a fuel-injected cylinder. Her lips clung to it desperately on every upstroke.By now the table was lurching so hard I could feel it lifting off the floor on the upstroke. It was squeaking and hopping like a washing machine with an unbalanced load. I was a dozen strokes away and starting to shorten my thrusts.Mom’s pussy was so hot, my dick was like a blacksmith’s iron in the fire. “Do it, baby!” I yelled. “Come! Come with my big cock in your pussy! Do it! Come all over my big shaft! Squeeze it with your pussy! Do you like this? Do you like having your own son on top of you with his big cock in your pussy?”She was almost hyperventilating with excitement. “YES! YES! YES! YES! OH, TEDDY, HONEY! YES! YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! YES!”My cock pounded her pussy like a torpedo. She sat upright, wrapped her legs high around my waist and dug her nails into my back. Now she was screaming right into my ear. “OH! OH! TEDDY! YES! I’M COMING! I’M COMING! I’M COMING TEDEEEE!”My hands gripped her firm thighs as Mom frantically humped her pussy onto my cock like a sex-starved machine. Then her arms turned to steel around my back and I felt her pussy spasm uncontrollably. It was too much. My balls were boiling and I could feel the cum gushing to the end of my tool.She shrieked with her own orgasm as I whipped my cock out of her pussy and reached down to stroke and aim it with my right hand. Mom reclined back on the table ready to receive my blast with a look of deep concentration on her face.I grunted savagely like a drunken caveman and the first long white stream of cum squirted onto Mom’s belly. She moaned as another two, thick cords of semen spewed out of my big dick, arcing up and landing on her tits. As Mom reached up to rub my cum into her jugs, I fired another shot all over her hands and then another one on her left thigh.She brought her fingers to her mouth and pointedly licked them clean of my load.I collapsed on top of her and sighed contentedly, beads of sweat running down my forehead. We lay there panting for a few seconds or so. Her breathing softened and slowed in my ear. She ran her hands up and down my damp back and as we lay there panting. Then Mom’s orgasm began to subside and the reality of the situation dawned on her.“Quick, Teddy, put some pants on before your father gets home. He’ll be here any minute.”It was an absurd statement. She was lying on the kitchen table stark naked, her shapely legs and heaving tits soaked in semen and sweat. “Ahh, Mom you might want to worry about cleaning yourself up first.” She looked down and we both laughed. Clothing was strewn all over the living room floor. By the time the BMW pulled back into the driveway, we were both dressed and looking semi-respectable again. I finished fluffing the cushions on the sofa and switched on the TV pretending to be engrossed in the weather forecast. Mom put an apron on over her clothes to hide any stains and made herself look busy in the kitchen. Dad strode in soaked from the rain and complaining about the traffic. He dropped the pizza on the table right where Mom and I had been rutting like a****ls only ten minutes earlier. “Right, let’s eat! Where’s that salad?”Send feedback, suggestions and / or subscribe to the full ebook by emailing [email protected] © 2020 by Byzantium HouseAll rights reserved. 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