Wendy

Monday was just like every other morning I shouted for my step son to get up. At 19 he still can't get out of his bed, my husband had already left for work so it was just Paul and me in the house.
Paul came into the kitchen just wearing his underwear, and I scolded at him for not getting dressed before coming down the stairs, he just laughed and asked what was for breakfast.
As he finished up his breakfast I got up from the table and started to wash the dishes at the sink, he then got up from the table a carried his dishes over to the sink, but stood behind me as he reached round me to put the plate in the sink, and in doing so he pressed quite forcefully against me, so much so that I could feel his erect cock pressing against my bum...I was somewhat shocked....As the plate slide into the hot soapy water, his hand grabbed my waist and held me firmly as his other hand reached up and caressed my breast. I was froze to the spot with shock and allowed him to carry on with his advances on my body...his lips touched my neck and kissed me tenderly I responded with a soft moan.
When his underwear fell to the floor I knew only a thin piece of material kept us apart, my nightie....his hand reached round and softly touched my tummy then with tenderness stroked my perfectly trimmed bush, his fingers found my wetness and soon had entered me, I moaned loudly, I knew at that point I could not stop this.
Paul pulled me backward until I was bent over the sink, the warm steam from the water in my face only added to the hot flushed face I most have had, as his hand now reached between my legs to finger me good, I found myself accepting this rough handling of my pussy by spreading my legs so he could almost fist pump my pussy....I was his and he knew it, is cock entered me like a train hard and fast slamming hard until his balls smacked me, he pulled back and again thrust in hard I could fell is cock pressing hard against my cervix, the veins on his cock ridges added to the sensation. My wet c**t was dripping with lust, his cock hard and thick stretched me it wide
Paul pulled me upright by my hair, I felt his power, his control over me and it was amazing, as he did he lifted my nightie up revealing my nakedness, my tit's firm with beads of sweat running over my chest, my nipple hard and sensitive to his groping hands, he had completely removed my nightie, when I realised that i was standing naked, getting fucked by my 19 year old step son, in front of the kitchen window, I tried to pull away but he held me there continuing thrust into me without mercy.
Everyone passing by could see me, a 41 year old woman getting pounded by the young fit man, his cock reaching depths within me that had never been reached before, and me wanting more so much more, as I shock and moaned loudly at that moment I no longer cared who had seen this taboo act, it felt heavenly as the most beautiful wave came over me as I climaxed... is seed was planted deep within me, and i was naked but content

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Feb 23, 2025 at 5:47 AM

Never had sex with my bbw mother, but would rub my hard cock on her fat ass all the time. She never told me to stop and never told dad about it, that I know of.

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Spawn

by Spawn on Feb 23, 2025 at 6:17 AM

Wendy.. after it was over did you have any feelings of being violated by him at all???

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Feb 23, 2025 at 7:15 AM

Reply 2. The fact that this never happened, would rule that out ! LMAO.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Feb 23, 2025 at 8:10 AM

Wendy, you sound like the best stepmom ever! Love your stepson, love him tenderly! See if you can have a baby with him! You still have time!

My stepmom didn't really like me when I was a teenager. I wanted to have a close relationship because she made my dad so happy after his divorce. Now, as an adult, I can see that my mind had been operating on two levels. I wanted her to be a new mother figure as well as my first lover. I needed her and was attracted to her at the same time.

Nothing happened while I was growing up, and then I went off to college and moved away.

When my father died I spent several weeks back at home. Although she and I had never achieved closeness, I was the one who looked after my stepmom, cooking meals for her, keeping the house in order, going with her when funeral arrangements had to be made.

One night she was in the kitchen sobbing, all the lights off. I put my arm around her and told her it was going to be OK. I told her of the change she'd provoked in my father when he met her, of how much he loved her. I told her I loved her, too, even though we hadn't gotten along when I was growing up.

She apologized, explaining that she had no experience as a parent and was afraid of making mistakes with me and somehow alienating my dad. I reassured her. And I let it out: it wasn't too late for us to be close.

Our hug turned to deep kisses which turned to passionate lovemaking. She hadn't been touched in three years, as my father's health declined. It fell to me, his son, to make up for all that time. I gave her nine orgasms that night, and three loads of stepson semen. I regretted the lost time, and the chance to have a child with her, now long past.

I ended up never leaving. She and I are now married, but privately. We are careful in public. Our neighbors think I'm just her stepson, not her lover.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Feb 23, 2025 at 10:04 AM

Spawn....I'd love it to happen again, and the fact I was most like seen by others has turned me on so much

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Spawn

by Spawn on Feb 25, 2025 at 5:53 AM

Wendy.. maybe a couple of his buddies could do more then watch with you????

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