Step Son

I married a wonderful man who had an equally wonderful son. Unfortunately my husband was killed on a job sight accident leaving me financially well off and raising a teenage boy. He was so much like his father and we were and are very close. He had an unfortunate situation with his first attempt at intercourse with a young girl, where he failed to achieve an erection. It really screwed him up and even more so when he failed repeatedly with two other girls. We had long conversations and he had counseling and even with all that, he still failed. I was concerned with his mental state. He admitted that he had no problem with masturbating and did it often but was scared to fail when with a girl. I took him by the hand and lead him to my bedroom. I stripped nude asking him to do the same and join me in bed. We held each other that night with no expectations of sex. Just to get him comfortable. His body was beautiful and the next night I touched him and he with me. I got him erect and gently sucked on his penis for what was about forty minutes until his erection was very hard and then I mounted him. He came very quickly and I taught him how to love me and how to lick me to orgasm. He and I slept together almost every night for two years. His fear gone and his dating life took off. He’s a great man, with a wife and family. Many may feel a wrong was done but he has thanked me many, too many times to count. His mental health was at stake. He told me much later how he was suicidal. I have no regrets. My now husband and his wife know all and understand. It was to my mind, true love making.

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by Anonymous on Jan 22, 2025 at 8:08 AM

My dad and step mom were swingers in the 70s. She asked me one morning when I was visiting if I ever jacked off? I said yes. She said I thought so, most 15 year olds do. “Can you Jack off as we talk, works that be fun ?” Seeing how I thought about her when I jacked off it seemed to be a good plan. I was hard before my cock came out. I remember her looking at and just saying “ nice”.
We didn’t talk as much as I guess I thought we would. She asked me the same thing each time. When I was stroking. She said whatcha thinking about. I replied you. “Really, me doing this?” And she reached over and her hand took the place of mine. She was only wearing a robe and she let it open as she touched herself, squishing her tiny tits with her free hand. Then she asked again. Whatcha thinking about? Your body i replied. “ still thinking about me huh? Maybe me doing this” her mouth replaced her hand on my cock. That was the end of the questions. I came and she kept sucking until I was ready to go again. We fucked several times that day. Turned into what I call love making. We hugged and kissed and fucked and took breaks and fucked more.
I was so looking forward to the next visit…. When my dad left I went into the living room to find her on the couch. I kissed her and she kissed me back. But then she coldly told me it was a one time thing.
This was a sad day let me tell you. I did fuck her one more time later that year. I had asked her if it was the way I did it. She said oh no baby, that’s just how I am I like new men to fuck me. You were really good and she said come on we can do it again. But this it’s it. She was basically a fuck doll. She was one weird bitch.

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by Anonymous on Jan 26, 2025 at 7:13 AM

Why, oh why, did you and your stepson pass up the chance to marry each other? You know you are sexually compatible, which is more than half the battle if you want a solid, divorce-proof marriage.

It's perfectly legal to marry an adult step-child. You're not related so any babies you have will be OK genetically.

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