Stepmother Knows Best
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‘Damn,’ I thought, ‘why can’t things be different?’ My husband and I had just returned from a weekend vacation that had not gone the way I would have liked it to go. I had dreamt of a romantic getaway. However, he had shown not the slightest interest in romance despite the sexy lingerie and not so subtle sexual innuendos I had extended to him. It just hadn’t been the case for a while.
I woke up before the Monday morning sunrise and stayed in bed for a few minutes looking through the missed calls and texts on my phone. I then browsed through a few stories on my favorite erotic story sex site which made me feel horny and frustrated. Many of the stories were incest based and my mind wandered as to what it would be like to get involved in a relationship with my sixteen-year-old son. He certainly was big enough for his age and his looks reminded me of what his father looked like when I had married him.
While my mind wandered so did my hand and I started caressing my breasts till my nipples were hard. I set aside my phone and moved my other hand down to tease my pussy. I was sopping wet. I closed my eyes and started to daydream about what it would feel like to have my son fingering me. Soon my fingers were thrusting deep into my tender inner flesh and I was softly moaning as I rode up the crest of an orgasmic wave. When I caught my breath after I’d come, I started to think that this was too naughty and was something I would never do.
My husband had already gone to work and my son was still sleeping, so I went down to the kitchen wearing only a white tank top and cheeky pink panties. I made my coffee and drank it alone as I enjoyed the quiet peace that surrounded me. My thoughts were alternating between what a terrible weekend it had been but always returning to what I had just done.
Just as I finished my coffee, I heard my son coming down the stairs, so I placed a small towel over my thighs to cover up a bit.
“Morning, mom,” he said, making his way to the fridge.
“Good morning, sweetie,” I said. “Any news over the weekend?”
“No, uh, just one thing,” he said nervously.
“What happened?” I asked.
“Um… I might have to go to the doctor,” he said.
“Are you okay? What is it?” I asked, standing up and accidentally the towel fell to the floor. I started to reach down to pick it up when I decided to hell with it, let him look.
“It’s, uh, kinda personal,” he muttered as he quickly scanned my body. His eyes grew wide as his gaze scanned my long legs. I felt my nipples get aroused and tent my tank top.
“Tell me,” I said in my concerned motherly voice.
“I’ll show you in a bit,” he said.
“Ok, hurry up cuz I’m getting worried,” I said.
After drinking his orange juice, he went upstairs and came back with his laptop.
“Um, it’s this,” he said, placing the laptop in front of me.
It displayed a health website with a paragraph to the left and a picture of the penile anatomy to the right. I quickly read the paragraph and looked worriedly at my son.
“You have an inflammation then?” I asked.
Slightly blushing, he replied, “Yeah, a bit.”
“Pain? Discomfort? When did this start?” I asked.
“I noticed it on Friday and it’s just a strange feeling more so than pain,” he explained. “I feel my balls are heavy and it throbs from time to time.”
“Honey, are there particular times when it happens, are you thinking about something special when you feel these sensations?”
“Um…Uh… Mom I’m embarrassed,” he said as his face turned red and I could see sweat forming on his brow.
“Let me make a guess, does this happen when you are thinking about a cute girl?”
His blush deepened and he averted his eyes. “Yes, how did you know?”
“Sweetie, it could be that, um, do you masturbate?” I managed to ask, feeling a slight blush coming over my chest and face.
“No,” he responded in a low voice.
“Well that could be it,” I said. “A man can’t go too long without release like a woman can. I guess you are becoming a man. It’s a bit late, but it’s not serious.”
"Oh," he said, not really sure of what to say.
“Do you, um, know how to?” I asked.
“Know what?” he asked looking confused and embarrassed.
“How to masturbate. It’s a normal thing,” I said, trying my best to keep things cool.
“I’ve heard the boys in school discuss it, but I never have.”
“Ok. So who is the girl who is causing these problems for you?” I teasingly asked.
“Awe, Mom, I’d rather not speak about that.”
“Well, I think I understand the problem, but we’d better check you out.”
“So, er, should I look for a specialist?” he asked.
“Maybe but come here and let me see,” I said, not caring that I was half naked, and walked in front of him to lead him upstairs to the bathroom.
“I’m ok, it’s just nothing,” he muttered as his eyes took in the sight of my tight butt in my panties.
In the bathroom, I told him, “Let me see, sweetie.”
He reluctantly pulled his shorts down, as I dropped on my knees to help him step out of them and my widening eyes fixed on the outline of his penis.
“Is this him?” I thought without being sure of what I was seeing.
That was answered in a matter of seconds when he tugged his boxers down and revealed his massive semi-erect penis right in front of my face.
I swallowed hard and croaked, “Let’s check it out,” and lifted his penis to the side to get a better look at his testicles. “I don’t see anything wrong.”
I felt his penis starting to react to my touch.
We had always limited his use of the internet with parental controls and this was one of the unintended consequences. He was introverted and shy, which meant that he still hadn’t had any type of physical contact with the opposite sex and overall didn’t know much about it.
“We can take care so that it does not bother you again,” I said.
“How?”
“Let me show you,” I said, placing my right hand around his shaft and realizing that his thickness prevented my index finger and thumb from touching.
I gently stroked him and looked up at him expectantly, with his penis head only mere inches from my mouth.
“Mom, uh, will it make it go away?” he asked.
“It should,” I said, continuing the slow strokes.
I brought my left hand to his fully-erect shaft and glanced up at him to see his eyes were closed while he enjoyed the feeling for the first time in his life. If both of my hands weren’t busy jerking him, I might have slipped one of them under my panties to play with my wetness. My pussy was dripping wet and my nipples ached as I felt the desire overtake my inner core.
I slightly picked up the pace with my hands and it wasn’t long before he groaned to release several shots of semen onto my face and mouth. He opened his eyes just in time to see how he filled my cheeks, nose, lips and mouth with his plentiful load.
I smiled and asked, “Feel better now?”
“Yeah, much better,” he said returning a smile. “But I made a mess.”
“Don’t worry about me, I’ll just clean up,” I said.
After he left the bathroom, I locked the door and cleaned my lips with my tongue to get a taste of my son. It was so good that I ran my fingers over my face then brought them into my mouth to taste more of him.
I then washed my face and went to his room, “Now you know how to take care of yourself and you won’t get any more discomfort.”
“Thanks, mom,” he said.
I kissed him on the cheek then left to go get dressed in my room. I had to clean up the living room and do the laundry so that would keep me occupied for a few hours and not thinking much of what I had done with my son.
I understood it wasn’t a normal thing for a mother to do such things, but I was in a different situation since my son wasn’t like the majority of boys his age. I had to show him how to masturbate to avoid discomfort, but I knew I was wrong for getting so aroused and tasting his semen.
Later in the day, I went to check up on him and saw him in bed with his eyes closed while he masturbated.
I cleared my throat, which startled him, and said, “Honey, it’s okay, but you have to do it in private.”
“Sorry, mom,” he said, covering up. “I just couldn’t help myself.”
“So were you thinking of that cute girl again?”
“Yes,” he said with a smile on his lips.
“So you going to tell me who she is or will I have to beat you up to find out?” I joked.
“You won’t get mad if I tell you?”
“No of course not.”
“It’s you, mom. You are so beautiful.”
My jaw dropped and I think I turned every single shade of red that existed in the spectrum. I was utterly speechless at the unexpected answer.
“Mom, are you OK? Are you mad at me?”
“Oh, no honey I am flattered that you find me attractive. I don’t mind, but you can’t let your father ever suspect,” I said.
“Um, okay,” he said with a slight blush coming over his face.
“Need a hand then?” I asked with a smile.
He nodded his head and I quickly got on the bed to help him out. Once again, I used both of my hands to jerk him, but this time I knew we couldn’t take our time since my husband would be home soon.
After a couple of minutes of giving him a hand job, I said, “We gotta finish before your father gets home.”
“Ok, I’ll try,” he said.
“Since you’ve already cum once today, it will take longer this time,” I explained.
I varied the strokes for the next few minutes, but my horny-self was begging me to take him into my mouth.
After mustering up the courage, I asked, “Would you mind if, um, I used my mouth?”
“Your mouth?” he asked.
“My hands are getting tired, so I think this will be better,” I said. “It will feel really good for you.”
“Really?” he asked.
I ran my tongue all over his head before opening my mouth wide enough to fit him in.
“Oh, Mom,” he said, brushing my hair aside. “It feels so good.”
I got so lost in the moment that I didn’t care if he saw my hand going under my pants.
“Are you masturbating, Mom?” he asked.
“Mm-hmm,” I replied as I continued sucking and licking him.
My hand returned to his shaft, but this time I vigorously stroked him while my mouth tightened and begged for him to finish.
“Mom, I’m getting close,” he said.
I bobbed my head up and down several more times then sealed my lips tightly around his head as he filled my mouth with his hot cum.
“Ummnnggh,” he groaned in pleasure.
“Mmmm,” I moaned, swallowing every drop of his tasty load.
“Was that better?” I teasingly asked, already knowing the answer.
“Yeah, so much better,” he said with a big smile.
“Okay, we can do it again tomorrow, but your father will be home any minute now,” I said.
“Did you finish, mom?” he asked.
“Don’t worry about me, sweetie,” I said then kissed him on the cheek before getting out of bed.
“No, I want you to enjoy it as I do,” he said. “I want to help you to cum.”
I smiled and said, “If only every man thought like that…but okay, you can help me tomorrow.”
The following morning, I showered then went over in just a sleep shirt and panties to see if my son was already up.
“Up so early?” I asked, seeing him making his bed.
“Yeah, I couldn’t wait to get up,” he said.
“Why is that?” I asked.
“What you said yesterday,” he said. “About helping you finish.”
“Oh, we can do that later,” I said, feeling my face redden.
At the breakfast table, I handed him a women’s magazine that illustrated the sixty-nine position and explained what went on during it.
“Sounds like fun,” he eagerly said.
“Lots of fun,” I teased, with my foot reaching up to touch his groin.
“Can we skip breakfast?” he asked, looking down at my foot.
“Ok, only because this is the first time,” I said with a smile.
Up in his room, he dropped his shorts and boxers while I stepped out of my panties.
“You’re so big,” I said, reaching to stroke his hardening shaft. “You would be an internet sensation.”
“Because of my size?” he asked with a puzzled look. “Is that a something people look for?”
“Kinda, I’ll explain later,” I said, with a naughty idea going through my head.
“Ok but should we get fully naked?” he asked.
“Sure, why not,” I said, lifting my shirt over my head and revealing my full breasts.
Without doing or saying anything else, he walked over to me and began kissing my breasts. His mouth alternated between my nipples, which caused a raging fire in my pussy to be lit.
“Your tongue is going to feel amazing,” I said, running my hand through his hair while he licked my left nipple.
Moments later, I led him to bed and we quickly got in position with my pink pussy directly over his face.
He placed his hands on my ass cheeks and slowly began exploring my wetness with his tongue. I licked circles around his head and then let out a glob of saliva over it. I sucked him tightly and took him as deep as I could into my mouth, which wasn’t even half of his length.
Once he got used to my taste and smell, he really dove in with his tongue and found my engorged clitoris just like the magazine had explained.
While I tasted his oozing precum and jerked his long shaft, he got a taste of the hot juices running out of my pussy. It had been so long since I had received oral sex, and I could already feel a deep orgasm building.
“Do I taste good?” I asked, moving my hips back and forth to grind my clit on his tongue.
“Mmmm,” he replied as he kept his tongue flat on my nub.
I placed my hands on his thighs and relaxed my throat to try and deep throat him properly this time. My lips slowly moved down his shaft, and I surprised myself when I reached more than halfway down his length. I opened my mouth wider and expanded my throat to take just a bit more of his shaft before nearly gagging and having to come up for air.
“Ohhmm, Mom,” he managed to say with my wet pussy on his mouth.
I jerked his shaft and slapped his head against my tongue a few times before attempting to deep throat him again.
His tongue was now settled in a strong up and down motion that was going to take me to an explosive orgasm. With watery eyes and a drooling mouth, I took him deep into my throat, but it was still just a bit more than half his length. I was going to have to practice more if I wanted my naughty idea to play out beautifully.
“Mommy’s gonna cum,” I warned, grinding my clit on his flicking tongue.
“Ohhmmnngg,” he groaned, shooting the first rope of cum into my mouth.
I jerked him hard and fast with both of my hands until he erupted with several other ropes of cum down my throat.
I was busy swallowing every drop of his load when my own orgasm hit, “Mmmmnngg,” I moaned as my pussy contracted and let out a hot gush of juices all over his mouth.
Later we were resting next to each other when he said, “That was awesome.”
“So good, I nearly passed out,” I added.
“I didn’t know a woman could do that,” he said.
“I blame your tongue,” I said before getting closer to him to tongue kiss him for the first time.
We stayed kissing and caressing each other for some time before we drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.
After a couple of hours of sleeping together, we woke up in time for lunch but headed to the shower together before even thinking of eating.
“About you being an internet sensation,” I began, running my soapy hands over his chest. “I think the world has to see your gift.”
“Really? You think?” he asked with a surprised look.
“It’d be so much fun to make videos with you,” I said, revealing my naughty idea.
“That sounds great!” he excitedly said.
We talked about the website and filming details over lunch, and we were both eager to begin that journey together.
The following day, once my husband left for work, we met down in the basement, which was the best place in the house to do the filming. It wouldn’t be recognized by anyone and it also allowed for the best lighting.
“For this first video, I want to record you masturbating,” I said, helping him get naked from the waist down.
“Anything you say,” he said.
I went behind the couch he was sitting on and began kissing his neck to arouse him. It wasn’t long before his penis was up in full attention and ready for the show to start.
Once he started recording with his phone, I walked to the side of the couch to see how he stroked himself. I fell into a trance just watching his hand move up and down his long shaft. Seeing precum ooze out of his pulsating head got me aroused, and I knew that whoever watched the video would have the same reaction.
It took him a few minutes to climax and shoot his cum far and out of sight of the video.
“Good job, baby,” I said, getting on my knees to clean his cock once he stopped recording. “Let’s upload it and see what people say.”
We created an account on a popular porn website and edited the video to our liking before uploading. It took a few hours for it to really get noticed and start trending under the masturbation category.
“You see, you are getting lots of great comments,” I said before handing him the laptop, so he could read them.
“They want to see me with a woman,” he said. “And some want to…give me oral.”
“I’m down for that,” I said with a smile.
We got to film the second video the next day on the couch, which featured me wearing only a tank top and an eye mask to keep my identity private.
The video began with me running my hands over his boxers until his erection made a noticeable tent. I kissed the length of his bulge and slowly pulled his boxers down until his erection popped free.
“Your father can’t compare,” I said, trying to make the video as hot as possible for the viewers.
“Really, Mom?” he asked with a smile that only I could see.
“Mm-hmm,” I answered then licked my lips in anticipation.
I ran my warm tongue along the sides of his shaft before focusing my licks on the underside of his head.
“Oh, Mom,” he said with a face full of pleasure.
I let a glob of saliva dribble down to his head and asked, “Did you fantasize about this, baby?”
Before he could answer, I engulfed three-quarters of his length into my mouth like an experienced porn star. I caressed his thighs while my eyes watered, and I fought off the urge to gag to show just how long I could deep throat him for.
Once I came up for air, a string of saliva connected my lips to his throbbing head and I said, “I love your cock.”
It was supposed to be just a blowjob video, but I couldn’t go much longer without feeling him inside of me. I sucked on his head and worked his shaft for a few minutes before standing up and turning around to show my ass off to the camera.
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