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The next morning in the kitchen Jason was all over me as soon as we heard the water running for his dad's shower. He was developing a real knack for deep kisses that was beyond his years. His hands were definitely attached to a teenager though as I found my tits and ass pawed and squeezed. When he broke our kiss long enough to ask if he could stay home again today I was finally able to get control of his hands and holding them away had to shake my head, no.
He looked as sad as only a 16 year old just deflowered teen can look when denied sex. I told him it was only because he'd worn me out yesterday. He didn't catch the meaning so I leaned in and whispered, ‘You fucked my pussy so hard yesterday that I’m sore.’ Poor guy looked guilty and actually began to apologize when I stopped him and explained further that this was a good kind of soreness. To give him something to think about during classes I wrapped my arms around him and molded my body to his while whispering sexily in his ear in between licks and nips to his earlobe, “This is the kind of soreness that tells a woman she's been fucked really well. And you fucked my pussy very (lick) very (nip) sore yesterday.” Jason actually moaned and shook with every hot breath in his ear and lick of my tongue.
We kissed and played grab ass until we heard the water shut off and Jason went back to the kitchen table to finish breakfast. I whispered in his ear that maybe by the time school was out I wouldn't be so sore and with that to look forward to he went off to school and his dad left a few minutes later after our kiss and grab ass session.
I didn't have anything I really needed to do today. I thought about masturbating but I really was sore so I began my day with a couple of aspirin, a good book and a heating pad between my thighs instead of a vibrator. Aspirin and heat are both good to increase blood flow and reduce swelling if applied after 24 hours. I wasn't sure how to time an all day fuck but it was yesterday so I figured that counted as 24 hours. I must have figured correctly because two more aspirin at noon and a short nap with the heating pad still between my thighs and I wasn't nearly as sore as I'd been that morning.
Soreness didn’t stop me from thinking about sex though. I had to change my grool soaked panties once because of thinking about how good Jason’s big cock had felt moving inside me. I stayed constantly aroused and wet all day and not even the new book by one of my favorite authors could hold my interest for long. I interchanged the heating pad with dips in the cool water of our pool all day and felt immeasurably better than in the morning.
I was wet and very ready for a good fuck by the time Jason came running from the bus stop. Just thinking about that thick, nine inch cock I'd had between my legs yesterday had my pussy wet and so ready for fucking. I was peeking out the window and, making sure it was Jason, I was ready as soon as the front door closed. Stepping out into sight at the top of the stairs I let Jason get a good look at my 5'10" body. I knew I looked good with my 34B-23-35 naked body answering the question of whether or not I wanted to fuck before he even needed to ask.
Racing upstairs he caught up to me in his bedroom. I helped him strip and we fell onto his bed. Jason admitted that thinking about me had kept him hard for so long he'd had to carry his jacket over his arm to hide his crotch. He sure as hell had a hard-on waiting for me to stuff in my mouth. I pushed him flat on his back and worked his cock with mouth and hand motion and in less than three minutes another huge load of cum was in my mouth to be savored and swallowed. I was turning into quite a hungry cocksucker after never having let a man come in my mouth before the day before yesterday.
Jason didn't wait to ask what I wanted. He wanted to find out what a pussy tasted like! He put me on my back, spread my legs and began to eat my pussy like a pro after only a few instructions from me. One of my instructions to him was if I moaned, keep doing what made me moan until I said, Stop! It took me longer to come than three minutes but he didn't seem to mind or tire of sucking and licking my pussy. Using three long fingers instead of a dildo, Jason gave me that full feeling I liked while having my clit sucked on. This time as I began to come Jason didn't need me to tell him to fuck me. His cock had had plenty of time to grow stiff again and as soon as I tensed and screamed out in my first spasm of orgasm he moved up to cover me and slammed that wonderful cock inside me.
I have several favorites. Favorite drink, food, ice cream, etc. For sex I have several favorites, also. One favorite is that once I start coming, that is the time to put me on my back, spread my legs wide and pound me into unconsci0usness. I was already on my back and Jason sure as hell tried his best to pound me into unconsci0usness as one wave of orgasmic bliss after another had me screaming and pushing my hips upwards to meet his thrusts. I wasn't just turning into a greedy cocksucker, I was becoming addicted to that large cock being wielded with teenage abandon and energy.
With no one in the house to hear me I was screaming in orgasm and yelling over and over for Jason to fuck me, Fuck Me, FUCK ME! Jason did his best and the sound of his hard groin crashing into my much softer and wetter pussy lips was almost as loud as my demanding voice. Finally with short, hard jabs Jason groaned and came deep inside me. Both of us were sweaty and exhausted as he collapsed on top of me. It took me at least two minutes to draw a normal breath and my abdominal muscles ached from my orgasmic contractions.
Jason finally regained enough strength to try to roll off of me. I wrapped my arms and legs around him to keep him between my legs. As our breathing returned to normal, between kisses I told him how good he felt even motionless deep inside my pussy. Finally letting him move off me I couldn't seem to make my legs move and I had to ask him to push my legs together. I moaned as abused thigh muscles resumed their normal position. Neither of us was in any condition other than to lie there and recover. Jason finally rolled up onto an elbow to kiss me again. He admitted that fucking felt even better today than yesterday. I told him it was because he was beginning to learn what to do and how to do it.
Jason was certainly showing confidence and taking the lead at times during our sex. Like now as he rose up and walked on his knees towards the headboard of his bed. Knowing what he wanted, I propped myself up on one elbow to raise my head up enough to easily suck his soft cock into my mouth.
My pussy juice and whatever part of Jason’s cum was runny had slid down my butt crack to wet the bed sheet under my ass. But the thick, white part of his cum had collected at my pussy slit and he must have noticed that as I continued to suck his cock while hoping he’d grow hard again for another fuck session. I felt his fingers sliding through my pussy lips before he brought two of them into view with a thick, white clump of his cum balanced on his fingertips. I took my mouth from his cock long enough to allow him to feed me his cum before I took him back into my mouth. Jason continued to finger my pussy and I began to alternate between sucking his hardening cock and tasting the wet, cum flavored grool he coated his fingers with from my pussy.
Though satisfied from my orgasms, I gave thanks for teenage stamina as Jason got hard again in time to position me on my hands and knees for a hard doggy fuck. I didn't even try to touch my sensitive clit to reach for another orgasm. I love doggy position when my lover has a large, hanging ball sack that swings forward with every stroke to flap against my clit area. Jason had that large hanging ball sack and I enjoyed every stroke he made during our quicky.
As Jason's cock withdrew I put my hand palm up under my pussy and straightened up on my knees to help gravity pull our cum from my now fucked and stretched gaping pussy. I gave gravity a minute and when I withdrew my hand I had quite a pool of our mixed sex in my palm. Those balls of Jason did more than just swing forward to hit my clit just right while fucking in doggy style. They also seemed to produce an endless supply of thick, white cum for me to swallow. Raising my hand I let our sex drip into my mouth and licked my hand clean while Jason watched. I liked the look my lover gave me as I swallowed. Turning, I again took his soft cock in my mouth and savored the smell and taste of our sex until his cock was clean.
Looking at the clock we both knew we didn't have time for more fucking. We stripped the cum stained sheets off Jason's bed and I took them to the laundry to wash. When I returned Jason already had his bed made with clean sheets and had spayed air freshener to mask the pungent smell of our sex. Instead of jumping in the pool we had time left for Jason to join me in the shower and he was entranced watching me douche my pussy clean of cum.
I was finishing the final touch to dinner while Jason did homework at the kitchen table when my husband walked in. Just a normal, Norman Rockwell Kodak moment. Only my again abused pussy lips aching in my tight jeans gave the lie.
Later that night I again initiated sex with my husband. Knowing that Jason would probably be listening, I was louder than usual in my moans and cries of pleasure. Knowing that I was playing to an audience made my cries and moans very real, too. It’s not that my husband couldn’t be a good lover to me when he wanted to, it was just that he’d lost interest in wanting and initiating the sex. I’d gotten very tired of always having to be the one to show the first interest in sex. I like to feel desired and desire was what was gone from my husband.
If hubby wasn’t desiring what I had to offer I knew someone who did! Sex tonight hadn’t been for hubby’s enjoyment. It had just been part of my plan for my enjoyment. By the time I’d brought a damp wash clothe to bed to clean my hubby’s cock as part of our usual after sex clean up, hubby was already nodding off to sleep. I waited a few more minutes for his breathing to deepen until I knew he wouldn’t awaken before the alarm went off in the morning.
Grabbing my robe I shrugged it on and softly opened and closed the bedroom door behind me. Our house was large and Jason’s room was on the other side of the house. But the hallway made sounds go from one side of the second floor to the other as demonstrated when seconds after the soft click of the door latch engaging Jason appeared in the hallway and we met at the top of the stairs.
Softly padding down the stairs neither of us spoke until we were downstairs and Jason whispered that he’d hoped I would meet him again tonight. Pausing to kiss in the living room, I decided I didn’t want anything to drink just now. I wanted just one thing and taking Jason’s hand I guided him to the laundry room.
As soon as I closed the door behind us I tossed my robe onto the washing machine and took his swinging cock in both my hands as Jason stripped off his robe. Kissing, I stroked his cock while Jason’s hands molded my ass cheeks and tits. We didn’t speak until I pulled away, turned my back to him and leaned over the folding table. Only then did I speak for the first time, commanding Jason to, ‘mount my ass and fuck me good and hard!’
Jason was all too ready to obey and I had to stifle my cries of mingled joy and discomfort as he grabbed my waist and pulled me back onto his dick as he rammed his cock deep inside my pussy on his first thrust. Much of his shaft now coated with my juice and his dad’s cum, Jason’s second thrust planted his cock balls deep, stretching my cunt walls. I had to bite my hand to muffle a cry that was mostly discomfort. Then the discomfort between my legs disappeared as Jason paused for a few seconds to give me time to grow accustomed to his length and girth before, following my instructions, he began fucking me with long, fast, hard strokes that left me grunting out expelled air as he pounded against my ass cheeks.
Jason had to have heard his dad fucking me earlier and he must have known his cock was lubricated in part by his dad’s cum. But if he had any hesitations with getting his dad’s sloppy seconds again they didn’t show as we fucked.
Jason’s ball sack felt so good hitting my clit that I couldn’t resist leaning over the table further so I could reach between my legs and begin stroking my clit. I’d never experienced an orgasm standing up but after just a minute of timing my clit strokes to Jason’s thrusts I knew I was going to come. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the moment as I whispered between gasps, “Oh, God. Oh, God, Jason! I’m going to come. Going to come… Going to come… Going to come… Going to come sooooo haaaaaard………." My trembling legs gave out as I came and fell forward onto the table. Jason held my hips tighter and continued to pull me back to meet his thrusts.
My orgasm went on and on and just as it seemed to crest and begin to die another wave began to build and crest and go on and on and on… Until Jason cried out softly, pushed hard against my ass before stilling and coming deep in my cunt.
Jason was still deep inside me and I could feel his cock contract and pulse as he came and my orgasm began to lessen in time with his last few contractions. In between gasps for air, I softly told Jason, ‘Oh, shit, Jason. If I come this hard every time we fuck, I don’t think I can take this.’
Jason put his hands onto the table on either side of me and leaned his weight onto locked arms as he struggled to regain his breath also. Breathing normal replaced gasps. When I felt Jason begin to withdraw from my pussy I knew what would happen and I hurriedly told him to wait. Raising up enough to push my hand back between my legs, I gave Jason the go ahead to withdraw. As I’d expected, a gush of commingled pussy juice and cum poured from my pussy hole into my cupped hand.
I straightened up further to help gravity work its magic. When I raised my hand to lap up the collected cum Jason asked me what it tasted like. “You’ve eaten my pussy. That’s what it tastes like,” I replied with a smile and finished licking my hand clean before fishing a towel from the laundry hamper to wipe between my thighs.
Jason’s cock had pushed a continuous stream of my grool from me to run down his cock and wet his ball sack before dripping to the floor during our fuck. Jason followed my lead and used a pair of my jeans to wipe the floor free of my cum. When the floor was clean and Jason straightened up, I leaned forward to suck his cock clean. I couldn’t help but chuckle comparing our after sex clean up with his dad’s and mine.
I asked Jason to go back to his room. I put my robe on to follow but decided on a drink after all. Pouring a generous two fingers of scotch, I went to the kitchen cabinet where I kept some cigarettes for when I wanted a smoke. It was chilly out on the back porch as I sipped and inhaled alcohol and nicotine. I was so relaxed from sex and alcohol I didn’t mind the chilly temp. It even felt good to open my legs and robe a little to let the air cool my pussy lips.
Shit! I’ve had more sex in the last three days than in the last six months, I thought with satisfaction. I still didn’t feel even the slightest guilty twinge for fucking my stepson. In fact, I felt better than I had in a long, long time.
Finishing a second cigarette with the last of the scotch, I went back upstairs and put on the sports bra and panties hubby would expect to see me wearing in the morning. God, I felt good as I drifted off to sleep…
With minor alterations what was described became our home's new norm. Sex after school with at least one trip a week to the laundry room after sex with hubby. Weekends my hubby was home so sex with Jason was limited to a few hours on Saturday until the weather became so cold he didn’t leave to go golfing any more. After school sex on those Mondays after a long sexless weekend was, well, incredible…
The next morning in the kitchen Jason was all over me as soon as we heard the water running for his dad's shower. He was developing a real knack for deep kisses that was beyond his years. His hands were definitely attached to a teenager though as I found my tits and ass pawed and squeezed. When he broke our kiss long enough to ask if he could stay home again today I was finally able to get control of his hands and holding them away had to shake my head, no.
He looked as sad as only a 16 year old just deflowered teen can look when denied sex. I told him it was only because he'd worn me out yesterday. He didn't catch the meaning so I leaned in and whispered, ‘You fucked my pussy so hard yesterday that I’m sore.’ Poor guy looked guilty and actually began to apologize when I stopped him and explained further that this was a good kind of soreness. To give him something to think about during classes I wrapped my arms around him and molded my body to his while whispering sexily in his ear in between licks and nips to his earlobe, “This is the kind of soreness that tells a woman she's been fucked really well. And you fucked my pussy very (lick) very (nip) sore yesterday.” Jason actually moaned and shook with every hot breath in his ear and lick of my tongue.
We kissed and played grab ass until we heard the water shut off and Jason went back to the kitchen table to finish breakfast. I whispered in his ear that maybe by the time school was out I wouldn't be so sore and with that to look forward to he went off to school and his dad left a few minutes later after our kiss and grab ass session.
I didn't have anything I really needed to do today. I thought about masturbating but I really was sore so I began my day with a couple of aspirin, a good book and a heating pad between my thighs instead of a vibrator. Aspirin and heat are both good to increase blood flow and reduce swelling if applied after 24 hours. I wasn't sure how to time an all day fuck but it was yesterday so I figured that counted as 24 hours. I must have figured correctly because two more aspirin at noon and a short nap with the heating pad still between my thighs and I wasn't nearly as sore as I'd been that morning.
Soreness didn’t stop me from thinking about sex though. I had to change my grool soaked panties once because of thinking about how good Jason’s big cock had felt moving inside me. I stayed constantly aroused and wet all day and not even the new book by one of my favorite authors could hold my interest for long. I interchanged the heating pad with dips in the cool water of our pool all day and felt immeasurably better than in the morning.
I was wet and very ready for a good fuck by the time Jason came running from the bus stop. Just thinking about that thick, nine inch cock I'd had between my legs yesterday had my pussy wet and so ready for fucking. I was peeking out the window and, making sure it was Jason, I was ready as soon as the front door closed. Stepping out into sight at the top of the stairs I let Jason get a good look at my 5'10" body. I knew I looked good with my 34B-23-35 naked body answering the question of whether or not I wanted to fuck before he even needed to ask.
Racing upstairs he caught up to me in his bedroom. I helped him strip and we fell onto his bed. Jason admitted that thinking about me had kept him hard for so long he'd had to carry his jacket over his arm to hide his crotch. He sure as hell had a hard-on waiting for me to stuff in my mouth. I pushed him flat on his back and worked his cock with mouth and hand motion and in less than three minutes another huge load of cum was in my mouth to be savored and swallowed. I was turning into quite a hungry cocksucker after never having let a man come in my mouth before the day before yesterday.
Jason didn't wait to ask what I wanted. He wanted to find out what a pussy tasted like! He put me on my back, spread my legs and began to eat my pussy like a pro after only a few instructions from me. One of my instructions to him was if I moaned, keep doing what made me moan until I said, Stop! It took me longer to come than three minutes but he didn't seem to mind or tire of sucking and licking my pussy. Using three long fingers instead of a dildo, Jason gave me that full feeling I liked while having my clit sucked on. This time as I began to come Jason didn't need me to tell him to fuck me. His cock had had plenty of time to grow stiff again and as soon as I tensed and screamed out in my first spasm of orgasm he moved up to cover me and slammed that wonderful cock inside me.
I have several favorites. Favorite drink, food, ice cream, etc. For sex I have several favorites, also. One favorite is that once I start coming, that is the time to put me on my back, spread my legs wide and pound me into unconsci0usness. I was already on my back and Jason sure as hell tried his best to pound me into unconsci0usness as one wave of orgasmic bliss after another had me screaming and pushing my hips upwards to meet his thrusts. I wasn't just turning into a greedy cocksucker, I was becoming addicted to that large cock being wielded with teenage abandon and energy.
With no one in the house to hear me I was screaming in orgasm and yelling over and over for Jason to fuck me, Fuck Me, FUCK ME! Jason did his best and the sound of his hard groin crashing into my much softer and wetter pussy lips was almost as loud as my demanding voice. Finally with short, hard jabs Jason groaned and came deep inside me. Both of us were sweaty and exhausted as he collapsed on top of me. It took me at least two minutes to draw a normal breath and my abdominal muscles ached from my orgasmic contractions.
Jason finally regained enough strength to try to roll off of me. I wrapped my arms and legs around him to keep him between my legs. As our breathing returned to normal, between kisses I told him how good he felt even motionless deep inside my pussy. Finally letting him move off me I couldn't seem to make my legs move and I had to ask him to push my legs together. I moaned as abused thigh muscles resumed their normal position. Neither of us was in any condition other than to lie there and recover. Jason finally rolled up onto an elbow to kiss me again. He admitted that fucking felt even better today than yesterday. I told him it was because he was beginning to learn what to do and how to do it.
Jason was certainly showing confidence and taking the lead at times during our sex. Like now as he rose up and walked on his knees towards the headboard of his bed. Knowing what he wanted, I propped myself up on one elbow to raise my head up enough to easily suck his soft cock into my mouth.
My pussy juice and whatever part of Jason’s cum was runny had slid down my butt crack to wet the bed sheet under my ass. But the thick, white part of his cum had collected at my pussy slit and he must have noticed that as I continued to suck his cock while hoping he’d grow hard again for another fuck session. I felt his fingers sliding through my pussy lips before he brought two of them into view with a thick, white clump of his cum balanced on his fingertips. I took my mouth from his cock long enough to allow him to feed me his cum before I took him back into my mouth. Jason continued to finger my pussy and I began to alternate between sucking his hardening cock and tasting the wet, cum flavored grool he coated his fingers with from my pussy.
Though satisfied from my orgasms, I gave thanks for teenage stamina as Jason got hard again in time to position me on my hands and knees for a hard doggy fuck. I didn't even try to touch my sensitive clit to reach for another orgasm. I love doggy position when my lover has a large, hanging ball sack that swings forward with every stroke to flap against my clit area. Jason had that large hanging ball sack and I enjoyed every stroke he made during our quicky.
As Jason's cock withdrew I put my hand palm up under my pussy and straightened up on my knees to help gravity pull our cum from my now fucked and stretched gaping pussy. I gave gravity a minute and when I withdrew my hand I had quite a pool of our mixed sex in my palm. Those balls of Jason did more than just swing forward to hit my clit just right while fucking in doggy style. They also seemed to produce an endless supply of thick, white cum for me to swallow. Raising my hand I let our sex drip into my mouth and licked my hand clean while Jason watched. I liked the look my lover gave me as I swallowed. Turning, I again took his soft cock in my mouth and savored the smell and taste of our sex until his cock was clean.
Looking at the clock we both knew we didn't have time for more fucking. We stripped the cum stained sheets off Jason's bed and I took them to the laundry to wash. When I returned Jason already had his bed made with clean sheets and had spayed air freshener to mask the pungent smell of our sex. Instead of jumping in the pool we had time left for Jason to join me in the shower and he was entranced watching me douche my pussy clean of cum.
I was finishing the final touch to dinner while Jason did homework at the kitchen table when my husband walked in. Just a normal, Norman Rockwell Kodak moment. Only my again abused pussy lips aching in my tight jeans gave the lie.
Later that night I again initiated sex with my husband. Knowing that Jason would probably be listening, I was louder than usual in my moans and cries of pleasure. Knowing that I was playing to an audience made my cries and moans very real, too. It’s not that my husband couldn’t be a good lover to me when he wanted to, it was just that he’d lost interest in wanting and initiating the sex. I’d gotten very tired of always having to be the one to show the first interest in sex. I like to feel desired and desire was what was gone from my husband.
If hubby wasn’t desiring what I had to offer I knew someone who did! Sex tonight hadn’t been for hubby’s enjoyment. It had just been part of my plan for my enjoyment. By the time I’d brought a damp wash clothe to bed to clean my hubby’s cock as part of our usual after sex clean up, hubby was already nodding off to sleep. I waited a few more minutes for his breathing to deepen until I knew he wouldn’t awaken before the alarm went off in the morning.
Grabbing my robe I shrugged it on and softly opened and closed the bedroom door behind me. Our house was large and Jason’s room was on the other side of the house. But the hallway made sounds go from one side of the second floor to the other as demonstrated when seconds after the soft click of the door latch engaging Jason appeared in the hallway and we met at the top of the stairs.
Softly padding down the stairs neither of us spoke until we were downstairs and Jason whispered that he’d hoped I would meet him again tonight. Pausing to kiss in the living room, I decided I didn’t want anything to drink just now. I wanted just one thing and taking Jason’s hand I guided him to the laundry room.
As soon as I closed the door behind us I tossed my robe onto the washing machine and took his swinging cock in both my hands as Jason stripped off his robe. Kissing, I stroked his cock while Jason’s hands molded my ass cheeks and tits. We didn’t speak until I pulled away, turned my back to him and leaned over the folding table. Only then did I speak for the first time, commanding Jason to, ‘mount my ass and fuck me good and hard!’
Jason was all too ready to obey and I had to stifle my cries of mingled joy and discomfort as he grabbed my waist and pulled me back onto his dick as he rammed his cock deep inside my pussy on his first thrust. Much of his shaft now coated with my juice and his dad’s cum, Jason’s second thrust planted his cock balls deep, stretching my cunt walls. I had to bite my hand to muffle a cry that was mostly discomfort. Then the discomfort between my legs disappeared as Jason paused for a few seconds to give me time to grow accustomed to his length and girth before, following my instructions, he began fucking me with long, fast, hard strokes that left me grunting out expelled air as he pounded against my ass cheeks.
Jason had to have heard his dad fucking me earlier and he must have known his cock was lubricated in part by his dad’s cum. But if he had any hesitations with getting his dad’s sloppy seconds again they didn’t show as we fucked.
Jason’s ball sack felt so good hitting my clit that I couldn’t resist leaning over the table further so I could reach between my legs and begin stroking my clit. I’d never experienced an orgasm standing up but after just a minute of timing my clit strokes to Jason’s thrusts I knew I was going to come. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the moment as I whispered between gasps, “Oh, God. Oh, God, Jason! I’m going to come. Going to come… Going to come… Going to come… Going to come sooooo haaaaaard………." My trembling legs gave out as I came and fell forward onto the table. Jason held my hips tighter and continued to pull me back to meet his thrusts.
My orgasm went on and on and just as it seemed to crest and begin to die another wave began to build and crest and go on and on and on… Until Jason cried out softly, pushed hard against my ass before stilling and coming deep in my cunt.
Jason was still deep inside me and I could feel his cock contract and pulse as he came and my orgasm began to lessen in time with his last few contractions. In between gasps for air, I softly told Jason, ‘Oh, shit, Jason. If I come this hard every time we fuck, I don’t think I can take this.’
Jason put his hands onto the table on either side of me and leaned his weight onto locked arms as he struggled to regain his breath also. Breathing normal replaced gasps. When I felt Jason begin to withdraw from my pussy I knew what would happen and I hurriedly told him to wait. Raising up enough to push my hand back between my legs, I gave Jason the go ahead to withdraw. As I’d expected, a gush of commingled pussy juice and cum poured from my pussy hole into my cupped hand.
I straightened up further to help gravity work its magic. When I raised my hand to lap up the collected cum Jason asked me what it tasted like. “You’ve eaten my pussy. That’s what it tastes like,” I replied with a smile and finished licking my hand clean before fishing a towel from the laundry hamper to wipe between my thighs.
Jason’s cock had pushed a continuous stream of my grool from me to run down his cock and wet his ball sack before dripping to the floor during our fuck. Jason followed my lead and used a pair of my jeans to wipe the floor free of my cum. When the floor was clean and Jason straightened up, I leaned forward to suck his cock clean. I couldn’t help but chuckle comparing our after sex clean up with his dad’s and mine.
I asked Jason to go back to his room. I put my robe on to follow but decided on a drink after all. Pouring a generous two fingers of scotch, I went to the kitchen cabinet where I kept some cigarettes for when I wanted a smoke. It was chilly out on the back porch as I sipped and inhaled alcohol and nicotine. I was so relaxed from sex and alcohol I didn’t mind the chilly temp. It even felt good to open my legs and robe a little to let the air cool my pussy lips.
Shit! I’ve had more sex in the last three days than in the last six months, I thought with satisfaction. I still didn’t feel even the slightest guilty twinge for fucking my stepson. In fact, I felt better than I had in a long, long time.
Finishing a second cigarette with the last of the scotch, I went back upstairs and put on the sports bra and panties hubby would expect to see me wearing in the morning. God, I felt good as I drifted off to sleep…
With minor alterations what was described became our home's new norm. Sex after school with at least one trip a week to the laundry room after sex with hubby. Weekends my hubby was home so sex with Jason was limited to a few hours on Saturday until the weather became so cold he didn’t leave to go golfing any more. After school sex on those Mondays after a long sexless weekend was, well, incredible…
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