Category: Erotic Sex Stories

I’m not trying to be a mom for my new son. I married his dad when he was 18. Now he’s 21 and engaged to a young pretty lady who is soon going to be a doctor. But I guess it’s true what they say. Like father, like son. I got with his dad while he was still married. It was an awful move on my side, as I was the one lusting for his cock. All I wanted was a bit of fun at the office and nothing more. But we fell in love and so he divorced to be with me.

You can imagine that my stepson and I were never in a good relationship after all I did. One time he even called me a whore and a homewrecker for hooking up with his dad while he was still married. I tried not to take it to heart. But from that moment on I had this sensation that I need to prove myself in front of him. However, I knew I had no chance. All I wanted was to maintain diplomacy between ourselves. He doesn’t even speak to me or leave his room when at home it’s just the two of us.

One day I came back from work and I could hear a girl moaning in his bedroom. I presumed it was just his girlfriend and they were having a bit of fun, thinking they are home alone. So, I went on with my day in the kitchen, not thinking about it. However, after the moaning stopped, a girl wearing a white shirt and no panties walked into the kitchen and asked me for a glass of water. The thing was, that she looked nothing like my stepson’s girlfriend, the future doctor. She was the complete opposite, with a septum piercing and tattoos covering both her forearms and her neck. I was quite surprised, but the girl didn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that she was butt naked in the same room with a woman who could easily be her mom. She asked for a glass of water and walked back upstairs, where she resumed moaning. But this time the moans were louder. In the end, they turned into screams and she even announced that she was going to squirt. I was impressed. Never knew my stepson had it in him to make a girl squirt on his cock. It shames me to admit, but I got instantly wet and even touched myself for a brief second. I was so shocked by what was going through my mind and panties that I left the house, trying to not face them.

The next day, I came home from work to my stepson hanging out in the living room, wearing nothing but his shorts. His attitude suddenly changed. He wasn’t giving me the cold treatment anymore. In fact, he was acting nice. I immediately figured out that he was trying to make sure I don’t rat on him.

“I guess we’re not that different after all. Sorry for judging you that hard!”

“It’s ok! And don’t worry! I won’t tell on you.”

That was all we talked and we went on with our days. A couple of weeks passed until I came back home early from work again and heard moanings coming out of his room. The girl was having a good time. From the lack of ass clapping and from her dirty talking I could only imagine she was riding his face. At one point she asked him to lick her ass too. This generation is so much naughtier than we’ve ever been. I’ve never gotten my ass eaten before, although I always wanted to experience it. Again, I got wet. But this time it was serious. The moanings went on and I didn’t even realize that I was fingering myself in the middle of the kitchen on a chair. It felt so good. I could only imagine that skinny tattooed chick getting her ass licked by my stepson.

Caught in my fantasies, I didn’t realize that the moaning stopped.

“Do you need help with that?”

When I opened my eyes, the tattooed girl was standing in front of me, staring right between my opened legs while my fingers were still inside me. This time she wasn’t wearing any shirt. Her body was covered in ink. She even had spider webs around her pierced nipples. She was the kind of girl who would gladly help a lady like me reach a big O. But I was too shocked to be caught like that by a naked punk girl in my husband’s kitchen.

“Let me help you with that!” she said looking into my shocked eyes.

Then she slowly kneeled between my opened legs and kissed my hand. She had to move it away with her own hand so that her tongue could reach my clit. And then she started eating me out so well that I thought I was dreaming. I had a couple of lesbian experiences before like any other woman. But never with a chick who knew what she was doing. She was eating me out and fingering me at the same time. She had me moaning like a bitch. Somehow her tongue reached down to my asshole, and that’s when I lost it. All I could imagine was my husband walking in on us and I got scared when through my squinted eyes I could see someone approaching. But it wasn’t my husband. It was my stepson.

He stepped towards us, saying nothing and not even acting surprised. The girl was still eating me out, but I couldn’t feel it anymore. I was looking at him and he just came behind his young mistress, kneeling and thrusting himself inside her pussy. When I heard him grunt and her moans started resonating on my clit, I decided to let myself carried away, whatever happens. Moments after I took that decision, my pussy thanked me with a big O. I guess I squirted a little because the girl stopped and said I taste delicious. And I could feel a funky taste on her lips when she got up and kissed me.

“Come join us upstairs, mommy!” the girl said jokingly while getting up and walking away from the kitchen, leaving me and my stepson alone.

“Sure, mommy! Come join us if you want” he followed her

I could hear them talking and giggling upstairs and I was filled with shame on that damn chair in the middle of the kitchen. But my pussy was happy. The giggles turned into moans. I turned into a zombie slut when I heard my new cute friend getting pleased by my stepson’s young dick. I stopped thinking about my husband and the repercussions of this forbidden affair. This threesome could ruin two relationships at once. But I didn’t care. I wanted it. I wanted that girl’s tongue on my pussy again. And I wanted to moan like her while getting fucked by my stepson.

So I walked upstairs. But I made sure to lose all my clothes on the way. They were not surprised. I guess they planned the whole thing.

“It’s your turn!” the young lady said as she got up from the bed. She took my hand and guided me to the side of the bed. She made me get on my all fours and spread open my butt cheeks to welcome my son’s cock inside me. He wasn’t that big. Bigger than his dad but I had bigger. But the way he used it was amazing. After this girl made sure she turned on the plow machine on me, she wanted a bit of fun for herself. As I was getting fucked, she got in front of me on the bed, legs open, grabbed me by the hair, and shoved my face in her pussy. She was soaking wet and I could even taste jizz on her. I guess they were at their second session, the first one ending in a creampie. That explains why my stepson lasted so long and fucked me so hard. I was getting railed like a slut, while an actual young slut was using my face as her clitoral vibrator. I couldn’t even lick her clit. But she rubbed me all over my lips, nose, and even on my chin. After a while, she flipped around and shoved my face in her ass. That’s when I started using my tongue. I licked her rim well because I could hear her screaming.

“Come on, I want to kiss you!” she told me as her hands guided me into kneeling on the floor next to her in front of my stepson.

He was jerking off and we were kissing. I could feel cum covering both our faces. The girls licked me clean and then in a kiss she pushed all she licked into my mouth. I swallowed and then returned the favor. But I swallowed everything I cleaned off her too. I thought that’s only possible in porn. But I guess I was wrong.

This might be the sleaziest thing I’ve ever done. But at the same time, I’m also so pleased with myself that I want to share this somehow. So, take this as an anonymous confession from someone who went the extra mile to put his dick inside a MILFs pussy.

The story starts in the first month after I left for college. I woke up one morning with a massive hungover to a text from my mom telling me that my dad had filed for divorce. I can’t say I was surprised. It did come as a shock because I never thought my dad had the balls. But what I did know was the fact that his balls were pretty blue. My mom was surely a prude. She was never interested in sex, with no care for her image and no attention paid to her man. Sometimes, I could hear them argue at night over not having any sex. But the arguments stopped once dad hired a new assistant for his accounting firm. He suddenly started spending more time at the office and coming home with a smile on his face. But my mom had such little sex drive that she didn’t notice the smile of a properly blown man on her husband’s face. It wasn’t a surprise for me when my mom told me that my dad left her for the assistant. So far, nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, it was so basic that I refused to visit home. Mom left to live with her family in Kansas and the assistant moved into our home in Florida with my dad.

When summer came, I had to go back home. I’d never seen this homewrecker before and I pictured her as a young bimbo who was just after my dad’s money. But when I got home, I discovered that she was a smoking hot MILF with a great personality and an even better pair of tits. Dad wasn’t home and we got to chat. From what she told me, they have a great relationship. And their secret is a good social life, attending lots of local parties. It was kind of odd because I couldn’t imagine what kind of parties a MILF in her late 40s and a white dude in his late 50s could attend throughout Friday and Saturday nights. I just knew that I’d love to party with my new mommy.

I found her attractive from the first moment, but I didn’t picture her sucking on my cock or taking my load on her big titties out of respect for my father. However, those twisted fantasies soon installed in my mind and got my cock throbbing just laying in bed and thinking about her. The thing that made me change my mind was a simple flyer. I borrowed my dad’s car and when looking for a lighter in the glove box compartment, I saw a flyer for a club. And it wasn’t any kind of club. It was a swinger club in a town next over. That’s when it hit me. My dad and his new wifey are swingers. That explains the pineapple in the background of my dad’s new profile picture. And it explains where they spend the nights, coming home after the sunrise.

From that moment on, the only porn I could watch was amateur videos of busty MILFs getting fucked in swinger parties. I noticed that all those videos were shot on phones. And a crazy idea popped in my head. When my dad wasn’t paying attention, I snatched his phone and turned on the cloud backup on the family computer in the hope of finding some good jerk-off material. The next time they announced me to go out, I had my eyes on the computer. Just as I dreamed, a video popped up in the cloud folder. It was a POV clip of my dad filming his new wifey getting spit roasted by two guys. One of them was his age, and the other was much younger. And I’ve noticed that they were wearing masks. The swinger club they attended accommodated local guests, and people felt more comfortable wearing masks during the orgies.

As you might already guess, I wanted in on that party, and I couldn’t wait for next Friday to roll by. Because I knew my dad would recognize me with a regular mask, I packed a sky mask in my bag and planned to wear a black t-shirt throughout the party. I even rented a car so that I could get there incognito.

Friday came and so did I. When my dad and stepmom left home, I went on the computer and watched that video again. I jerked off because I didn’t want to go there and cum after two pumps. Then got in my car and drove there. I waited in front of the venue for more than 45 minutes. On the one hand, I doubted my plan, thinking it was just my horny cock thinking. But the post nut clarity was starting to fade and my cock got hard at the thought that I could fuck my stepmom right in front of my dad. I just got out of the car and entered the place.

I didn’t have to look around for them too much, because they were in the main lobby, where a gang bang was going on. I could see a young chick sucking cock, but no sign of my stepmom. However, I could see my dad jerking off and waiting for his turn to cum on this girl’s face. He did it and then went on the couch, playing with his soft cock. It surprised me to see that my dad was packing some meat.

And then all of a sudden, I saw my stepmom. She came out of a bathroom, wearing expensive lingerie and a Venetian mask. I could recognize her curves and juicy tits. She sat down on the couch next to my dad and they started giggling. Then a guy came over and asked for her hand, acting as he asked her to join him on the dance floor. My dad knotted and she got up. Her ass was looking so hot because of her high heels. She got in the center of the room, a moment in which the cum covered young girl got up and went on the couch next to my dad.

My stepmom got on her knees and started blowing cock. That was my dream moment. I got in between the three dudes, and suddenly, I could feel my stepmom’s hand rubbing on my already hard cock through my jeans while her mouth was busy sucking off another dude. She must have felt that my cock was young and hard. She moved her attention to me, unzipping my jeans and taking them off. She gave me a blowjob that would have made me cum if it weren’t for the jerk-off session I had at home. She then looked up:

“I want you inside me, young man!”

She got up and walked to some kind of a coffee table that was surely also doubling as a sex bench. She got on her knees and assumed a perfect doggy style position, with her big juicy ass spread just for me. I could feel everyone in the room looking at me, and I was the only young man. Couples were sitting on couches around the room, watching us, some of them masturbating. My dad was one of them, with the young chick kissing his neck. I couldn’t look at him for more than two seconds. I almost fainted, and I could feel my dick getting soft. At that moment, I dropped to my knees and buried my face in the juicy ass of my stepmom. Eating ass works like viagra for me and makes me hard again.

I made sure to leave a big load of spit on her crack before getting up so that I could use it as lube. I rubbed my cock against her asshole and pussy, fixed for the entry, and then started pushing. Although she was almost 50 years old, this cougar had an amazingly tight pussy. She screamed when my balls reached her clit.

“Fuck me!”

And so I did. No condom, no eye contact with my dad, and no care for what could happen if I got exposed. I fucked her hard, and it never felt so good. She was moaning as a black guy was railing against her. I guess my energy added a couple of extra inches to my rod. And then I heard her:

“Fill me up! Fill me up!”

I looked up at my dad. He was jerking off to the scene. I found it so hot and wrong that I couldn’t hold it in. I came. And it was a lot. It started dripping out of her pussy and I was still railing her with jizz as lube. My dad came too, and the young girl cleaned him up with her tongue. Post nut clarity struck again and I just left. I went into the bathroom, tried to gather myself, and then escaped out a small window. I drove back home with no pants on. My dick was still covered in jizz and my stepmom’s pussy juice. I went home and started drinking. I don’t know if I was trying to forget the moment or celebrate it. All I know is that writing this makes me think about the next time I’ll attend a swinger party with my dad and stepmom.

It’s not easy being a horny housewife. I’m from Russia, and I moved to San Francisco to marry a man I met online. I was always horny. But the men back home just weren’t my type. Whenever I needed some company, I used to get online and just chat with random strangers. I was addicted to sexting and webcam sex for a while, but never have I done it professionally. I just loved showing myself to men who made me want to please them. And I got pretty good at it.

However, I tried to stop when I got married to this man who is so good to me. And he pleases me well in the bedroom. But I still miss that tension and buildup you get when chatting with a stranger who is excited for every upskirt and downblouse teasing photo you send. And I also missed getting some good dick picks and cum tributes. Sometimes I would relapse, create snapchat accounts and add random guys just for a quick sexting session. However, what I did over the past month was outrageous.

My husband’s son turned 18, and he was finally able to move out of his bitch mom’s house. So, he came to SF to live with us. He’s a good kid, shy, and still socially awkward. But he’ll make a great man one day. And the main reason I say that is because he’s packing a ridiculously large cock. I’m talking twice the size of his dad’s, who isn’t lacking inches either. His dick must be the biggest white dick I’ve ever seen. When I first met him, I was staring at his bulge just as lustful as he was staring at my cleavage. But he is way too young to get any of my subtle hints. And I don’t want to risk being too upfront with him because he might not react well and tell his dad I am trying to fuck him.

Weeks passed, and I grew obsessed with his dick. He wasn’t trying to hide it away either. All he wore inside the house was gray sweatpants or basketball shorts. At first, I thought he wasn’t comprehending the size of his cock and the power it can have over girls. But then I caught him taking a dick pick through his sweatpants one day. He knew I saw him because his flash was on. I burst into laughter, and he ran up to his room. He didn’t look me in the eyes for a whole week. But since I knew he was sending dick picks left and right, I got a crazy idea. I pretended to have lost my phone and asked to borrow his phone for a moment so that I could call myself and find it. That’s how I got his number. Then I used a throwaway number to message him a couple of days later.

“Are the rumors about your dick true?”

“Who is it?”

“A girl from school. I got your number from a friend.”

“BS! I never sent a dick pick to any girls at school. Who is it? How did you get my number.”

I came up with a massive lie on the spot.

“Ok! I’m a hairstylist and I peeked into the phone of a client. I don’t know her name, but I’m good with numbers and memorized yours. I was shocked and impressed. Is that your dick, or are you catfishing?”

“It’s my dick”

“Can you prove it”

That’s when I first saw his dick outside the pants. It was veiny, cut, thick, and long. And it wasn’t even hard. It was like looking at a BBC, but white.

“I think I can fit it all inside here” was the message I sent with a close-up of my wet pussy.

“How about now?” he replied with another picture of his dick, fully erect this time. I was so turned on that I typed with one hand while rubbing my pussy.

“I love getting stretched and hurt!” I sent him a picture of my four fingers, knuckles deep inside my pussy.

“It’s way bigger than that. Can you fist yourself?”

This kiddo wasn’t messing around. He was so awkward in person but so confident in sexting. He must have had years of experience.

“Would you send me a cumshot video if I can?”

He agreed, and I started fisting myself in the bedroom while I knew he was waiting for the video downstairs. I was so horny and wet that I didn’t even need to use lube. The video was excellent, and I even moaned in it. It was three minutes long. After I sent it, I went downstairs to see if he had any reactions. He rushed to the bathroom when he saw me walking down the stairs.

I pushed my ear to the door to hear him moaning and jerking off while also hearing my moans in the video. I was listening and fingering myself until I came. Then I got a notification, and it was his cumshot video.

I followed him into the kitchen and started making small talk while watching his video on mute. He got out of the bathroom and went to the kitchen to fix himself something to eat. I asked him about girls. He told me girls his age just don’t get him. I asked him if he hurts them. He gave me an odd look and said it was something like that. Then I asked him about his college plans. And while he was telling me, I was looking into my phone, watching his cumshot video. Then I started turning up the volume. His face got white, and he froze. I turned the phone around as his massive load was busting in the sink.

“Did you clean up after yourself, young man?”

“Y-yes!” he mumbled while still processing what was happening.

“H-how did you get that video?”

“I might be a hacker,” I said while slowly running my feet up his leg and stepping onto his crotch, feeling his dick through the sweatpants.

“Or I might be a hairstylist.”

“Please don’t tell dad!”

“Oh my God! How are you so shy and silly with a dick that big? I guess it uses all your blood. Listen up, kiddo! I don’t want to upset your father, and I don’t want to mess up with your feelings. I just want you for your dick, so let’s make a deal. Whenever you feel like jerking off, and you find me home alone, use me as your fleshlight, ok? Can you keep a secret? And also, can you get hard again?”

“Y-yes and y-yes”

“Ok, sweetie! Now let’s put you to the test. I’m not going to look at you and make you even more nervous. I’m just going to bend over this table, and you can give it to me from behind. Just imagine I’m someone else. Use me to make yourself cum, and please hurry because your dad will come back home in 45 minutes.”

I bent over the table but then got up to take my pants off because the boy was too shocked to think, and then I spread open my ass cheeks.

“Make sure you put it in my pussy. I’m already wet, but just spit on your cock before you go in.”

After ten seconds of waiting in complete silence, I heard him spit, and that’s the last straight thought I had. I was not prepared for him. And he didn’t know how to use his dick properly. He just shoved it inside me and pushed it all the way down to his balls. No wonder he doesn’t have a girlfriend. A skinny 18 years old girl would bleed after such an entry. Lucky for him and me, pain turns me on, especially when caused by a big cock.

As I was saying, I couldn’t think straight after that. I just know I had orgasms after orgasms. At one point, I could feel my legs slipping on the wet floor, and I didn’t even realize it when squirt came pouring out of me. The boy lasted for quite a while. It’s not like I could keep track of time or even check the microwave clock across the room. But at one point, I could feel his warm cum flooding my pussy, and then his hands shaking my body.

“Hey! Wake up! Dad’s here. Get up and clean yourself! I’m going to stall him!”

He went out, and I think he asked his dad to drive him somewhere because the car had left. I got off that table, and my feet slipped on the juiced-up floor. He fucked me so well I drooled on the table and mushed my face in the spit puddle. I looked like a mess, but I was out of my body. I don’t know what I will do from now on, but I’m surely hooked on this boy’s dick. I secretly wish he would never find a girlfriend and just live with his dad and me for the rest of his life.

When my dad brought home a trophy wife, I knew he was going through a midlife crisis. But it was ok. My mom was feeling the same way, with the difference that she moved to LA to enjoy her ho phase. The divorce was over two years ago, so I didn’t care that much when I found out he was dating. I didn’t care when he eloped to Vegas and married his date of three months. I saw some pictures of her on Facebook, and she seemed great for dad. Much younger and much hotter than my real mom. And then they posted pictures from the beach. That’s when I realized how ridiculously hot my new mommy was.

When I showed my best friend, Marco, he went nuts. He said it’s his ideal woman. Quite tall, blonde, thick in all the right places, with tanned skin and blue eyes. She was a pleasure to look at mindlessly. We would just stare at my dad’s beach photos, and our dicks were throbbing. And not just ours. While my dad usually has around 20 likes, this time, he gathered over 300 in half an hour. We knew everyone was going to try fuck his new wifey. Even my best friend said he would try his luck with my new mommy. I acted defensively, telling him she’s not my mommy and that she would never look at 19 year old with zits still on his face. But he had the final say in the dispute when he flashed me his throbbing cock. I knew he had a big one, but never have I seen it hard.

After the honeymoon was over, my dad and his new wifey came home. My friend lived at our home while my dad was away, and he used to visit regularly. But now that I had a new mommy, he didn’t want to leave anymore. He was coming up with excuses not to go home. Or he would leave and come back in a couple of hours, pretending to have forgotten something and then trying to keep me entertained so that I wouldn’t want him to live. He was even considering my dad and his new wife.

One evening, he brought a board game with him, and we’ve all played. It was a lot of fun, but I knew that he just wanted to be close to my new mommy so that he could smell her and drool all over her big bouncy titties. My dad wasn’t noticing anything. Or maybe he already got used to all the attention his new wife was getting everywhere they went. But I was noticing every move of my BFF. And to be honest, I was trying not to make any moves myself. However, my new mommy didn’t seem to care. She surely knew what we were thinking and chose to ignore us altogether.

But her attitude changed when my friend pulled a bold move. As she was bent over the board game trying to figure out what her next move should be, he took the chance and squeezed through her big bubble butt and the wall behind. There was a lot of space, but he rubbed his skinny body against her ass. She was wearing a dress and sitting right across from me. My dad was on his phone.

“Comming through!” said my friend while pushing his meat across her perfect ass cheeks. When she felt his meat she raised her head out of the board, and her eyes met mine by mistake. Her face got red, she checked to see if my dad noticed and then turned around to my friend saying:

“No, you’re fine, dear!”

And she fucking touched his forearm. I couldn’t believe my own eyes. One moment she acted like we didn’t exist, and the next one, she started flirting with him under my dad’s eyes. But my dad’s eyes were too busy with the crypto market. The night went on, and they kept flirting back and forth. My dude was a total player, and my dad was absentminded. Even though the four of us were at the table, I felt like the third wheel. And I started to get jealous. I wasn’t getting any attention from my new mommy. But she treated my best friend as if he was her new stepson. When my dad got tired, he took her upstairs.

“Did you see that, motherfucker?”

“Yeah! It was pretty sleazy, my dude!”

“Shut up, bro, it was not. You’re just jealous it’s now you who got to feel her booty with his fat cock. Gosh, it feels awesome! I could even feel my cock dip between her ass cheeks. And I think she clenched on it.”

“It’s all in your head, man! You won’t get anywhere with it.”

Just as I said it, we could hear my new mommy moaning from upstairs. And it wasn’t like she was trying to hide it, and it was on purpose. She was dirty talking, asking my dad to fuck her harder, gagging on his cock loudly, and announcing her orgasms.

After a couple of moments of silence, we heard the door. It was my new mom, and she was coming downstairs.

“Hey, guys! I hope we didn’t bother you. I forgot my purse in the car.”

Not only did she moan like a cumslut, but she even brought it up minutes after. I couldn’t believe what was happening. Marco had a raging boner that was visible through his pants. She went to the garage, and we were speechless. We didn’t even get to process what just happened when she came back.

“Marco, can you come to help me with the garage door. I think it is stuck.”

What was this bitch thinking? Marco is not even living there. What does he know about our garage door? But he went straight away, without telling me anything. I was in shock but aroused at the same time. They were gone for a while, which felt like an eternity. She finally came back without Marco.

“Can you come to help me with the garage door too, sweety?”

I just marched across the house straight into the garage. The door was OK. I entered, and Marco was leaning on the hood of my dad’s car with his pants halfway down and his dick hard and covered in spit. I could quickly put one plus one together, but I refused to believe it.

“You’ll thank me later, nerd!”

My new mommy followed us inside the garage and closed the door behind her. She approached, and while dropping to her knees, she proceeded to explain the situation:

“Here’s how things are, sweety! I’m your new mommy, but we’re not going to play family. You’re a grown-ass man, and my age is closer to you than it is to your dad. Now, we can pretend to get along for the sake of your old man. And we can get along in secret.”

While she told me all this looking into my eyes, her hands were unzipping my pants.

“So, here’s the deal, sweety! If you let me enjoy your big friend here whenever I want without blackmailing or drama, I’ll let you enjoy me whenever you want. And the three of us can have fun together as well. Just make sure you won’t fuck it up. No bragging to your friends and no pics or videos. Just fuck me, fill me up with cum, and let me enjoy myself. Deal?” she said while pulling my pants and briefs, making my cock spring out like a Jack-In-The-Box.

“Deal!” I replied shyly. And when I said it, she devoured my cock and started sucking me off while one hand was on my balls and the other was jerking off Marco. She took turns sucking our dicks.

“You’re a motherfucker!” said Marco while giggling as my eyes were rolling back from the suction skills of my mommy.

Her hand guided Marco by the dick right behind her with one swift move. He knew what he was supposed to do. He entered her, and she started moaning while still blowing me. We were looking at each other, and I think we realized what was happening because we both came around the same time. I don’t believe so he pumped her for more than two minutes. But it was enough to drop his load inside her. The moans she made when she felt cum inside her cunt made me cum on the spot. She got up, swallowed my load, cleaned the corners of her mouth with her middle finger like a lady, then pulled her panties on with a creampie still inside her.

“We’ll work on the timing, boys, and I’ll turn you into real men. Just keep your mouth shut!”

And I was still not waking up from this dream. Which means it was real. We went out and got so drunk last night after it happened. I still didn’t see my new mommy, and I hope she didn’t leave us and pray she never will.

My dad was always an attractive man. He was a quarterback in high school and went to college on a scholarship. He was a stud and married my real mom just because she had wealthy parents and because he got her pregnant by accident. She was popular in college, mainly because she hosted the wildest parties and wore the most expensive clothes. But she was lacking in personality. And as the years passed, she started lacking in looks too. My dad went on to build a fantastic construction company and made a lot of money by the time I was 18. As soon as I was no longer a minor, he handed her divorce papers. He just wanted to know that his kid grew up all right. He took one for the team there.

I wasn’t shocked, and I wasn’t even sad. My old pop is my hero, and he taught me a crucial lesson through his 18 years of marriage with mom. He taught me never to depend on others. So, I started making money ever since I was little. I would sell anything for a good price. One day, when I was doing laundry, I had a guy friend help me clean up the place before my dad and his new wife arrived from their honeymoon. I didn’t know how to sort clothes, and all I could do was throw them all into the washer. But my friend showed me how it’s done. Whites to whites, dark to darks, and he gathered a special load of only undies. And he was also my first client. He told me he’d pay me $5 to let him steal a pair of my new stepmom’s thongs.

One year passed, and I was running a pretty popular account on a used underwear marketplace where horny men thought I was my stepmom. And they weren’t just blindly trusting me. Since I was handling all the computer and phone repairs in the house, I also hacked my stepmom’s phone and stole all her nudes. She and dad were sexting all the time. Whenever she would send him an upskirt or thongs picture while working on construction sites across the state, I would just steal it, upload it on the site, and put her panties up for auction. More than that, I would buy her entire sets of exact matches so that I could replace them in the washing machine.

But I got careless one day and fucked up the whole operation. I forgot to remove the tag on a pair of red thongs. Doing your laundry and finding a brand new pair of panties that you know you’ve worn for several months with a price tag and no trace of pussy juice on them would make anyone suspicious. But what gave me away was a delivery for one of my clients that wasn’t picked up and returned to our house. Guess what was in the package? The exact pair of red thongs she found with the tag still on in the laundry basket. She knew my dad couldn’t think of something like that, and she figured out my business model right away since I was financially independent and was not holding a job of any sort.

My stepmom might be 45, but she’s undoubtedly not a boomer. She googled my client’s name, emailed him from a fake account about some issues with his hast order, and asked him to confirm by emailing back the link of the item. The client fell right into her trap and sent the link to a picture uploaded on my account that she originally sent to my dad, in which she was pulling down her panties to show him how wet her pussy was and what mess she made in her panties.

But then, I guess she was either impressed by how popular she was with the massive fanbase I formed around her panties and hot leaked nudes or by how much money my account was made. When I came back from the club that day, she was wearing nothing but those red panties and casually walking around the house topless.

“You know I used to be a model, right?” I knew something was up.

“Can you take some photos of me? I need them for a new business idea. I heard that red thongs worn by MILFs are selling like crazy nowadays. I want to start selling my panties online and I could use some help from someone who knows all about it.”

I was completely blindsided. Not only I thought my plan was bulletproof, but to have such a reaction from my stepmom after busting me was unimaginable.

“I’m so sorry, please don’t tell dad! I’ll do anything.”

“Half the profits!” she said

I would have given her 100% of the profits. If I had any of them left. I spent the money like it was a gold mine. I explained that I had no profits and my only asset was the account itself. When I told her how much money it makes she couldn’t believe it. And when I told her that’s only with minimal interaction because there wasn’t enough content and the items were limited, she was more excited about the whole deal than I was.

“When can we start? Can we start right now? My life got so boring, and I wanted to make money and be famous. I miss being a model.”

So we started that night. She brought out her entire underwear drawer. She had everything her fans could wish for, from g-strings to boxers, lace panties, leather ones, latex ones, nylons, and so on. She made me take pics of her wearing every single pair of panties. I was already tired, but she was still excited, and she drank an entire bottle of wine through the night. When morning came, she made me upload all photos to her account. I needed a break and told her I’ll do it after waking up. But that’s when her mischieving came into play. She made it very clear that I have no say in it. She took over the business and blackmailed me into working for her. It was that, or she would tell my dad everything.

As I was uploading over 100 pics and coming up with descriptions for them each, she discovered that she could interact with her fans. She spent hours in the comment sections of her uploads and responded to everyone in her DMs. Some fucker told her about the custom content feature of her account. And before I even realized it, she created an open poll on her phone where she asked fans what they wanted to see and what they want to buy.

The most popular request of her fans was cumshot panties. She didn’t even know what it was. But they explained to her that she needed to jerk off a cock inside her panties while still wearing them. She was drunk, and I didn’t see the content request thread she opened. She started bossing me around like I was her assistant.

We were both standing up and facing each other. She had me filmed from my eyes level in a way that would capture both her tits and her toes in the shot. Then she pulled her panties with one hand and ordered me to take out my cock. I was in shock. First of all, I was filming, and second, she was my stepmom. Because I was frozen, she did it herself. We were facing each other, and I was filming as she was jerking me off into her panties until I came. To be honest, it wasn’t that bad. I could see why my father fancied her so much. Even drunk and with one hand, she knew how to handle a dick, and she made me cum in under 3 minutes. Then she wore her panties filled with jizz for a while as she was looking for shipping supplies. She made the package, slapped the name of the man who offered most on the video, took off her panties, closed the package, and told me.

“Easiest $150 I’ve ever made.”

They all wanted to see her making a cock cum in her panties. That morning alone, she got 14 orders of cumshot panties alone. And I was going to supply the cum for all of them. I wasn’t minding. I just knew that if she were bossing me around like that from then on, I couldn’t resist. I needed to assert some dominance. So I went on the account and created a new poll. The poll asked:

“Would you like to see me ball-gagged with a pair of panties stuffed in my mouth while getting a cumshot?”

The fans were thrilled with this idea. They started bidding, and the price for such panties went to $500. When my stepmom saw that thread, she felt like a movie star. She wanted to do it right there on the spot. Because I didn’t want to ruin what she had with my dad, I made her wear a piece of nylon legging as a mask over her head down to her nose. I then grabbed my camera and we started filming. She was still giving me a bossy attitude. I made her take off her panties and kneel in front of me with her mouth opened. I stuffed her panties in her mouth. She was so drunk she didn’t realize what was going on. She kept trying to call me by my father’s name through her mouthful of panties. She was even masturbating as I was jerking off on her face. I came only on her panties, and she had an orgasm simultaneously. She then lay on the floor and fell asleep right there.

The following day, when she woke up and realized what had happened, she woke me up crying. People from the panties marketplace website couldn’t recognize her. She had mascara tears, messed up hair, a face covered in spit and cum, and the nylon mask made her look like an Asian whore. But there was no way my dad wouldn’t recognize her. He undoubtedly saw her messed up when it was his turn to treat her like a cumrag. And that’s how I gained leverage once again. We leveled the battlefield, and from then on, we collaborated like equal partners in the business of whoring her out and selling her panties online. It was our little secret. And our dirty activities were strictly business.

Reginald, the man I married, is fine. He’s taking good care of me, respects me, has his life on point, and he’s decent in bed. There’s just one thing he can’t do in the bedroom. He can’t dominate me. To be honest, I’m a bit of a bratty slut myself. And because of my good looks and big breasts, men tend to be intimidated by my naked presence. So, my lack of training and discipline is not entirely his fault. But I could have used someone to manhandle me a bit. He’s way too much of a gentleman. When he wants to fuck me in the ass, he always asks permission first and takes forever to stick it straight into my ass. He loves licking my ass and fingering me. And when I say no, he always replies, “It’s ok, dear.” Sometimes, all I need is to be pinned down and sodomized. But I don’t like it to be a roleplay. Letting myself dominate is a turn-off. The real deal is always preferred.

But things changed when summer came and my husband’s son, Victor, returned from college. I never got to meet him before. He studies in Germany, and he was backpacking through Europe last summer when his dad and I met. He knew that he would have a new mommy, but I guess he never imagined his old man could pull off something like myself. And it was clear that he was into busty women just as much as his dad. Not only that I notice, but his dad brought up the way he was staring at my tits during dinner. He asked me if I was bothered by it and if I wanted him to discuss it with his son, man to man. I was not bothered by it. I always loved the attention over my cleavage. However, I could use drama and tension around the house, so I encouraged it. Reginald said he’ll talk to his son about it the first thing they have the chance.

The next day, his son came downstairs to hang out with us in the living room. And again, he was kind of staring. Truth be told, I was wearing a plain white t-shirt with no bra. His dad noticed again and I could feel him getting annoyed by it. So I excused myself and told them I needed a shower. I went to the bathroom and turned on the shower, but instead of getting in, I just sat by the door, eavesdropping. I could hear them argue. The young man started raising his voice at his dad. And that turned me on. I couldn’t understand what they were saying. I just heard what Victor said at the end.

“She’s got huge tits, Ok? And I know you try so hard to make it happen, but she’s not my mom! And I’m a man now, and that’s what men do!”

That turned me on a bit more than it should have. His dad was trying to shush him so that I wouldn’t hear. But I craved more tension. So I got out of the bathroom and sat between them as if nothing had happened. That’s when my husband’s phone rang. It was his job, and he had to leave urgently.

“I know you weren’t in the shower. And I know you had him talk to me. My dad would never open up such discussion without permission from his bitch.”

Finally, someone with balls in the family. His deep voice had anger in it. I could feel that he was starting to despise me, even though his eyes were still glancing at my tits. I wanted to hear him talk some more. And for that, I decided to remain silent and not show any reaction. I was looking at him, through him, next to him, as if he didn’t just call me a bitch. My lack of response made him even angrier. He started breathing heavier.

“Just because you married my dad doesn’t mean I’ll bow down to you. I’m nothing like him, and no bitch can control me.”

What turned me on the most wasn’t the fact that he was almost losing it, and it was how he was losing control of his eyes the angrier he got. At some point, he wasn’t even looking at my face anymore. He was staring straight at my tits when he shouted:

“SAY SOMETHING!!!”

“Touch them!” I said while giving him a smirk. And I guess I underestimated his boldness. Although hot, I saw his act as nothing more than a tantrum from a young man who got called out for staring at tits. But I guess he was asserting dominance the whole time. Without even blinking, his hand was on my chest. And he wasn’t just touching. His palm started squeezing. That’s when his eyes finally locked on mine after a long while. He was biting his lips and squeezing me with crazy lust. It started to hurt, and that’s when I dropped my badass attitude. This kiddo wasn’t playing around. He knew was hurting me, and that’s what he intended. We were frozen in that position when I noticed that his cock was getting hard. And he was packing more than his dad.

“Touch it!” he said. It was his turn to smirk.

“I said touch it!” he said again, taking his hand off my tit and grabbing my neck. My pussy was a swamp at that point. I’ve had younger men dominating me before, but never so aggressive. The fact that he was my stepson made everything even hotter.

I followed his order without putting on an attitude. He stood up in front of the couch on which I was sitting, grabbed my t-shirt, and pulled it off me with just one move making my tits drop hard, then whipped out his cock and prone it between my tits.

“Get it soaking wet!” it was all he needed to say to have me worship his young veiny dick in such a messy way that my tits were covered in spit. I was gagging on his dick by myself. He didn’t even have to fuck my face. I grabbed his ass with my hands and pushed him down my throat. Then I grabbed my boobs and wrapped his fat cock with them. He wasn’t interested in fucking my tits, but I think it was just because he wanted me to do all the work. That’s what young men think they should do when they want to assert dominance. It was kind of cute how serious he was trying to act.

“Don’t you want to use me, son?”
As soon as I said that, he slapped me across the face.

“Don’t you ever call me that again!”

“Ok… son!”

I got slapped again, but I saw it coming and smiled this time.

“Mommy likes it!”

The third slap came even harder. I could feel my face swelling up and his hand grabbing my hair. He manhandled me like we were in a porn movie. I guess that’s the kind of porn he watches. He pulled me up by the hair, stared into my eyes, and ordered me to turn around and bend over. After I followed his orders, he grabbed my butt cheeks, spread them open, spat between them, and then he just pushed his fat meat in my asshole. I couldn’t keep it in anymore. I started screaming in pain. I think neighbors could hear us from across the street. He kept pushing and I was trying so hard not to clench. But my body wasn’t listening. Taking him all inside my ass to the balls felt like it was forever. And I was screaming the whole time. After he was all in, he pulled it out in one move, which hurt more than it did going in, but only for a second. The relief I felt after was pure bliss. No man ever did that to me before.

“Do that again, son!”

“Don’t you call me son, whore!”

He grabbed my ass, pushed his dick inside me, and started fucking me like I was why his parents got divorced. I was literally crying, but I kept calling him my son and asking him to fuck me harder. All that mommy talk got to him because he emptied his balls inside my ass in less than 5 minutes. But those were some intense five minutes in which my ass got what it needed.

He left home right after and only came back the next day when we pretended that nothing had happened. His dad wasn’t suspecting anything. In fact, he was so happy when Victor went to his bedroom, he said.

“Good night, dad… mom!”

My husband thought me and his son were starting to get along. And the truth is that we did. That was just the first time. Now I can’t wait for him to visit us from college.

I married Mark a year ago. Maybe it was not love at first sight, but it was definitely a magnetic mutual attraction, which we felt instantly. I am 35 and he is 50, which makes him 15 years older than me. But that was never an issue. I always had the hots for men more mature than me.

And if we are being honest, I am a woman that likes to explore her sexuality deeply and always try new things in bed… And new people. So, trying the dick of someone 15 years older than me was definitely so damn enticing! Before Mark, I was never with a dude who was over 40, but Mark and I had a lot of chemistry from the start.

Right off the bat, our sex life was mind-blowing too! He taught me some tricks, and I always liked his confidence. With Mark, you always know what he wants. How to suck him off, what lingerie to put on… It is just so good to have someone who is so straightforward.

Well, it was good… You see, the thing about attraction is that at one point, it can simply get old with that person. And we cannot even control it! All I know is that until 2 months ago, the only thing on my mind was riding Mark’s boner non-stop.

But 2 months ago, someone else caught my eye… I started fantasizing about someone I shouldn’t have. Unfortunately, my new object of desire is the son of my husband. That sweet, sexy 25-year-old boy, who is my stepson. I know, I am awful… What is the worst thing you can do to your husband?

Fantasize about seducing his son! Have I been watching too much porn and now I have all these crazy ideas that are highly immoral? Maybe. But I have been craving my husband’s son’s jizz and I cannot control it! And damn, it feels so good to have a secret so juicy and nasty.

Chris, my husband’s son is very handsome. He takes after his dad, but I think he also resembles his mom a great deal. He is a perfect blend of two of them, which actually makes him a sex god. He is tall, sinewy, dark, and hazel-eyed. There is something exotic about him, but I didn’t start crushing on him because of his looks… It is his energy that keeps drawing me towards him like a magnet.

Chris always tries to be polite and respectful when we are with other people, but I think that is just pretense. I often catch him eyeing me up when Mark is not looking, and sometimes when we are alone in the same room for a bit, he makes sex puns and finds silly excuses to touch me, or just be near me.

He is not too conspicuous because he is way more intelligent and classier than that. But he also doesn’t try to hide it too much, and do you know what I think? It is all on purpose! He enjoys teasing me and being naughty, and he is as confident as his daddy, just much more insolent because he is young, handsome and kids today are hell. So, sometimes he is this sweet boy who knows how to behave.

And other times? He looks at me licentiously, his words are punny and provocative, and his body movements drive me crazy. It is both subtle and obvious, how the fuck does he do that?? And more importantly, will there ever really be something between us? Does he plan to make a move? Should I?

He is coming over tonight, to see us. Mark is still on his trip, but he should be home for dinner. Chris told him he would also be here for dinner, and I hate how whenever Chris is here, Mark is too. Jeez, the fact that I am never alone with Chris makes me want him even more!

But tonight, something phenomenal happens and I can say fortune smiles upon me! Mark calls me to tell me he will be late and he will not be home before midnight. He also says that Chris is probably on his way because he can’t reach him by phone, so he does not know that his dad will not make it for dinner. Do you know what that means?

Chris and I will be together, in the same house, but just the two of us. Do you know how excited that makes me? I pretend to be sad when I am still on the phone with Mark, but in my head, I am already picking my most provocative lingerie! And I plan to put on my sexiest dress tonight.

I am ready, and not long after I am done with my makeup, Chris is at the door. The second I see him, all dressed up and handsome, I get all tingly down there. I see he has alcohol, but does he know that he is the one that makes me feel inebriated? I like how he looks at me, with a sexy smile on his face.

-Oh, hi. I brought my dad’s favorite wine. I think you will like it too. Um… Should I hug you?

He asks me and does it without even waiting for me to respond. And I am in sheer ecstasy because touching him feels so damn good. I am already burning with desire and I didn’t even say hello.

-Hi, Chris… Thank you. But don’t you know? Mark won’t be here for dinner. He won’t be here until midnight… Would you like to join me anyway? The dinner is already ready and I don’t feel like eating alone…

-Sure. You don’t even have to try to convince me, you know that. You know I am going to stay with you, no matter what you say.

-Oh? That’s so nice to hear. You know, it is cool to spend some time with you, Chris. After all, we don’t know each other that well, and I guess we should. You seem so nice and I want us to be closer. How are you? How are things at work?

He looks at me like I am saying something silly, and he gives me his most irresistible smile.

-Seriously? You do not have to pretend that you are a sweet, caring, loving step mommy. You do not have to be nice to me that way. We both know that you don’t want to spend time with me to talk about my work.

-What do you mean?

My heart starts racing and it is so intense that I feel like he can hear it. I don’t want to be too straightforward now because that would be utterly inappropriate. But Chris says all the things I want to hear.

-Just take me to your bedroom, we don’t have time to waste.

Everything after that moment happens so fast and spontaneously, and I feel like it is not even me in my own body, but somehow, it feels so good that I don’t want this night to ever end! All that pent-up passion can now be relieved! Chris and I get naked so fast, and we start with oral sex.

We say nothing, I just grab his stiff manhood and start slobbering all over it when we lie down. I like how big and hard it is, and it is bigger than Mark’s.

I like its taste and how warm it is, and Chris starts playing with my hair, which makes me feel even hornier. When Chris gets down on me to return the favor, I realize he is an ace at this!

And that is the most gentlemanly thing he does to me because everything after that gets much dirtier.

It does not take long until his swollen member tries all my holes! It all starts with a sexy doggy vaginal sex, and he is so tireless and strong that I want to try it all with him.

I suggest anal sex, and he is more than happy to dick my posterior too. Everything about Chris is a perfect blend of something. Even now, when he is destroying my ass, he is both gentle and brutal at the same time.

Just thinking about his cock thrusting my insatiable pussy makes me sopping wet, and I feel like a deluge is coming out of me!

I love the slapping sound of his balls against my fleshy rump and how they are filling the room. They are mixed with our moans, and everything feels like a dream. Occasionally during our steamy session, he plunges his tongue into my ear, which makes me feel sensational goosebumps.

We try all the poses and I am jumping on his boner so incessantly and tirelessly, determined to climax. I finally do, and now it is his turn.

I offer him a blowjob as the culmination of our sexcapade.

He is standing and I get down on my knees.

I savor his glistening stiffy that slides between my waiting lips. He goes deep inside my throat and his balls start slapping wetly against my chin. After less than a minute, he is eager to feel his euphoric finish.

I let him explode on my face.

It feels so good.

When we are done, we put on our clothes, and Chris tells me we are going to repeat it. He does not even stay for dinner, and later, when Mark comes home, I tell him Chris was never here.