Step-Mom Secrets Pt. 01

Literotic asexstories – Step-Mom Secrets Pt. 01 by allsexstories

I grabbed the small tissue box from my nightstand and went for it. This was my special routine nightly routine before bed. For a nineteen year old at his peak, this was my ultimate release. I always felt so wrong doing this for some reason. Who really cares what I did alone in my room? I shouldn’t be punished for satisfying my own desires.

I didn’t notice my bedroom door being pushed open.

“Oh my God, what the hell are you doing?!”

My Step-Mom dropped the laundry basket, spilling the clean clothes everywhere. When she bent down to pick up the clothes, her bathrobe fell wide open. She quickly belted it back, covering up her perfect voluptuous breasts.

I wasn’t able to grab a tissue in time, and accidentally shot my load all over the place.

She picked up the laundry basket, and put it back up on my dresser. She looked back at me with disappointment in her eyes, and closed the bedroom door behind her. It was a good thing my dad was a deep sleeper because he would have killed me.

I was still rock hard and dripping down on my thigh. Now I couldn’t get the image of her out of my stupid hormonal mind. Up until now, I never even realized how attractive she was. Usually, she would cover up so you couldn’t see much. I reached under my blanket and closed my eyes. I dreamt of gently touching on those succulent breasts. I dreamt of nibbling and sucking on those perfect nipples of hers.

I guess its ok for me to dream, but I knew it was wrong.

I couldn’t help but rub one out the next morning. I was doing my best to calm down before I started fantasying about her again. I still couldn’t get the image of her juicy breasts out of my mind. I finished myself off in a Kleenex, and got dressed. I headed downstairs to the kitchen to sit with the family, and have our weekly Sunday brunch.

During brunch, I kept sneaking glances at her from across the table. Her nipples poked out of her white bathrobe, and were encircled by her perfect areolas. I glanced down and ate my grilled cheese, doing my best to ignore my raging hard-on. My Dad was so busy talking about his work that she didn’t even notice me staring at her. I was almost sure she caught me peeking up at her.

After brunch my dad put on his jacket and left to walk the dog. My Step-Mom and I sat at the kitchen table and had our third coffee. She put her mug down on the table, and interrupted the awkward silence.

“How come a guy like you doesn’t have a girl?”

She had to continue the speech everyone gave me. This was the speech where every adult needed to know my personal business. I couldn’t help having curly blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I was constantly working out, and had near perfect physique.

“If I was a nineteen your old girl, I’d jump all over you”

I turned beet red and tried to get up to leave. She could tell I was getting uncomfortable. She stood up from her chair, and walked to where I was sitting. She pushed her hand down on my shoulder, pushing me so I couldn’t get up. She leaned in and kissed my under my left ear.

“Besides, you have a really nice big cock”

That’s was a very surprising thing to hear from her. I never knew her to talk like that. She pushed my chair aside, and sat down on my lap. She reached up, and slowly undid the belt to her robe. She gently squeezed her breasts, toying with her nipples until they hardened. She let go of her breasts, and gently squeezed my crotch.

She continued, “You like these tits, don’t you?”

“They’re pretty nice” I stammered, still in shock.

She took my hands and placed them on her. Her pretty pink lips were inches away from my lips as I gently squeezed them. Her lips were so close I could feel her warm breath on my mouth. She pressed her lips against mine, and started to nervously kiss each other. She probably knew I had no clue what I was doing.

We were interrupted by a howling at the door. Ugh, how I hated that scruffy old mutt. That smelly old dog was always causing problems. It was always chewing up the furniture, making howling noises and now ruining a perfect moment.

She pushed my hands down on my lap, and closed her robe. She gave me a quick sloppy kiss on the cheek, and went to answer the door. I knew I couldn’t get up just yet. I didn’t want my Dad to notice my hard-on. Or even worse, the little bit of lipstick on my mouth.

Luckily, my dad and the dog were both soaking wet. They had been caught in a surprise thunderstorm. In typical mutt fashion, the dog shook water all over the front entrance. Then ran up to me and started sniffing at my crotch.

I cleaned up the doorway mess, and helped put the dishes away. We grabbed some snacks and sat down on the couch to watch TV. The mutt sat in the middle of the floor panting like a pig on hot day. I tried to ignore him, and find anything worth watching. It wasn’t the channels that got my attention. It was the curvaceous middle-aged woman sitting next to me on the couch. Just as I finally settled in, my Dad had to interrupt me.

“Aaron, can you help me in the garage?”

We got busy cutting a stack of wood into two by fours. We had spent the last month working on building our deck. My dad always had these never ending projects around the house. I really didn’t want this with him. I wanted to be gently touching her breasts again. I knew she was sitting alone upstairs, and how much of an opportunity I had. He stopped cutting, and turned off the electric saw.

“You want to see why I married your step-mom?” he said, pulling his phone out of his jeans pocket.

He opened his phone up, and showed me a very candid picture of her. She was wearing black three inch heels and fishnet stockings. Her dark red lingerie was outlined with black lace. Her big breasts were barely covered, and her nipples were peeking through. Her panties were so clear that you could see everything.

“So, would you jerk off to that?” He asked.

“No, she’s my fucking step-mom.” I was clearly lying.

He turned red with embarrassment, realizing what he just showed me. She was wearing the same red lingerie, and he was bent over on all fours. She was tightly grabbing his sides. Her black heel was pressing into his back, and she was pushing a strap-on inside him. You couldn’t tell if he was enjoying it because of the ball-gag stuffed into his mouth.

“You tell anyone and I’ll kill you!” He said, quickly putting his phone away.

Without saying a word, we went back to work. My step-mom came down to the garage, but we didn’t hear her over the electric saw. She placed two cold beers on the table where we were working. Noticing her, he turned the electric saw off. My dad grabbed her ass through the bathrobe, squeezing her hard. She turned beet red and jokingly smacked his burly chest.

“She’s a fucking fox, isn’t she?” ugh, he just wouldn’t stop.

I took a quick peek at her while she walked up the stairs. He was right, she truly was a fox! I was so jealous of him, and I wanted to grab her ass so badly. My Dad was really a lucky guy. I tried to focus on the work we were doing, and not slice my fingers off.

We spent the next few hours carrying the wood to the back of the house. We finally called it quits. We both concluded that it was way too hot to work outside. We decided to leave the work for another day.

I was sweating head to toe, and really needed to shower. I took my work-boots off and headed inside the house. After inhaling a glass of lemonade, I headed up to my room to take a shower. My dad tried to go up to shower, but passed out on the sofa.

I turned the water on, and soaped myself up and down. I continued humming to myself, and thought about her lingerie clad body. Of course, I was trying to get that weird image of my dad out of my head. It wasn’t long before I jerked a thick load off in the shower. I hummed along and dried myself off, still somehow dripping on the towel.

I didn’t notice her peeking at me the whole time. I didn’t notice that she was standing in my doorway, peeking in and touching herself. I didn’t notice the soft moan coming from her just as I came. If only I knew she had been there the whole time.

I headed out of my bathroom to get changed. I reached into my drawer to grab some clean underwear. There was a pair of purple satin panties in the drawer. ‘Put them on under you clothes’ the note next to them read. Why the fuck would anyone want that?

I slid them on over my long dangling cock. The soft satin fabric brushed lightly against my long shaft. I took a minute to glance in the dresser mirror. My cock and balls pushed through, it didn’t look terrible at all. Was she trying to turn me into something? Was it a sick fantasy she was going for?

I reached into my second drawer, and put on a pair of gym shorts and a T-shirt. I pulled the shorts down again and admired the panties in the mirror. I pulled the shorts back up, and headed downstairs to watch TV. I grabbed a cold beer from the fridge, and sat down next to my step-mom. She was watching one of her boring soap operas. My dad was sitting in his big green chair, snoring away.

“Let me see them on you” she said, smiling at me.

I was terrified my dad would wake up. How on earth could I explain wearing ladies panties to him? I pulled my gym shorts down for her to see. She gently caressed the outside of the soft panties.

“You look good in those.” She said, sliding her long fingers against my balls.

Just as she took her hands out of my shorts, my dad woke up. Whew, that was a close call! Making sure he was asleep, she leaned forward and whispered in my ear.

“Go up to your room and come inside them for me”

I was really being some sort of animal today. Even for a nineteen year old, how many times could I possibly come in a day? She smiled at me as I got up of the couch. Then she undid her bathrobe, giving me quick peek at her chest. What kind of sick person was she?

I lay down on my pillow and closed my eyes. I pulled my down, and I reached between my legs. I slowly jerked myself up and down. I dreamt about her perfect breasts and soft kisses. I pushed my cock back at forth against the soft panties