step mom / step son

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step mom / step son - closed for amber2462000

Mike was regular run of the mill 19 year old boy. In terms such as shy, divorced parents, history of bad acne (I had oily skin its passed, don't bother me about it what the hell do you even care!) can be a run-of-the-mill person. He was modestly good looking and modestly sociable. He had friends, did ok in class but not yet a girlfriend of any note. Crushes aplenty, yes, all the way through school but that kind of stopped when his dad married again. Mike got out less, stayed at home more often than not and spent his evenings very much closed in his room, playing loud music and apparently using using the bathroom quite a lot.

There was a function/dance at the school this next weekend though and that was the talk of the town. PTA ladies in their nazi/SS ways were taking care and rather heavy-handedly wringing out support to patrol the dance that will follow some kind of award ceremony Mike couldn't give an ass rats about it and was vociferously against attending.

"Why not? They asked me too to come and I'm thinking of going, I haven't been to an occasion like that in years. If you don't go I won't get to go too"

That was his step mom. Mike stopped eating mid bite. His fork fell to the plate. He gulped. Suddenly the walls were closing in and he rushed upstairs. The frozen family downstairs heard first thudding of the stairs, then slamming of the door, then thumping of the loud bass speaker Mike got for his birthday, playing something very, very loudly.
 
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Elean got along well with all of her new family, well most of his family. Her husband's oldest, Susan, was away at college, but the two called each other at least once or twice a week. After two years of being married and living with her husbands youngest, Mike, one would think he would have come around. But he hasn't. Always locked in his room the two rarely talk.

Elean looked to her husband, James, questioningly. "I didn't mean to make him so upset. Maybe I should go talk to him."

She walked up stairs in her light grey dress that came to mid thigh. The dress was cut low accenting her full breasts. Elean was proud of her body and like to show it off. Especially recently as she tried to entice her husband, who seemed less and less interested in her.

Elean knocked on the door to Mike's room. She spoke loudly to try and raise above the volume of the music. She waited a moment and then cracked the door open when Mike failed to hear her over the volume of the music.

"Mike? Can we Talk?"
 
"Was it something I Said" Cassandra asked the rest of the family.

"The only thing worse than a teen aged boy is a teen aged girl" said Mitch who returned to reading his paper.

"Oh thanks, Mitch" said Katelynn Cassandras 18 year old daughter.

Mitch grunted and glanced at his watch "gotta go ladies"he said hurting out the door, pausing just long enough to yell up to Mike "Turn down the dams radio!".

"Yeah mom, I gotta go too. Dad's taking me shopping for a prom dress, and I gotta meet I'm at the mall." She kissed her mom on the check and left.

Cassandra sat down drinking her 3rd cup of coffee, trying to figure out how to make this blended family work. "Some Carol Brady you are" she mumbled to herself, "she had to mix 6 kids a cat a dog and a housekeeper into a family. You o my have the 2 kids." She washed the breakfast dishes and took a deep breath.

"This ends once and for all" She said building her confidence to confront her stepson. She marched up the stairs and stood in front of Mikes door. Taking a deep breath, she threw open the door walked in and said "Mike this has to end, we have to find a was to tal...." her voice trailed off as she realized that Mike was...
 
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Elean got along well with all of her new family, well most of his family. Her husband's oldest, Susan, was away at college, but the two called each other at least once or twice a week. After two years of being married and living with her husbands youngest, Mike, one would think he would have come around. But he hasn't. Always locked in his room the two rarely talk.

Elean looked to her husband, James, questioningly. "I didn't mean to make him so upset. Maybe I should go talk to him."

She walked up stairs in her light grey dress that came to mid thigh. The dress was cut low accenting her full breasts. Elean was proud of her body and like to show it off. Especially recently as she tried to entice her husband, who seemed less and less interested in her.

Elean knocked on the door to Mike's room. She spoke loudly to try and raise above the volume of the music. She waited a moment and then cracked the door open when Mike failed to hear her over the volume of the music.

"Mike? Can we Talk?"

"Bloody hell! We're going on a date!" Mike thought

Well not, not really. She's locked up at home just a little less than you are Mike, Mike's brain was telling him. Mike's cock on the other hand didn't listen to Mike's brain. As time passed and he got to watch his step mom seemingly become hotter and hotter over a last couple of months his cock listened to his brain even less. He had a hard on. A mother of all hard-ons. (a step-mother even, his brain was trying to chime in). Mike closed his eyes and imagined his step mom laughing with him, dressed up for the dance - her legs, her boobs, oh her boobs! "Gosh, she's hot!" he wanted to say but as his hand was approaching he speed of light, jerking his cock, all that managed to leave his mouth is

"Grrghh, aaah"
 
As she opened the door she saw Mike sitting on his bed...masturbating! Her mouth fell open in shock and disbelief. She stood there for a moment staring. He had a big cock, bigger then his father's. And it's been so long since she's had her husband's, what has it been three four months now?

Mike hadn't noticed her standing in the door way yet, he was lost in the moment. She slowly started to close the door hoping he would not notice that she was there.
 
Mike was sitting uncomfortably, but didn't really notice it. His pants were around his ankles, his balls turning darker, his cockhead more and more purple as the blood rushed to it.

"Oh Elean, ghg" His closed eyes twitched as he mumbled incoherently while he was beating off.

He started to lean to his left - head veering to the side of thte bed where his legs would have been if he was sleeping. Less and less though because he used to sleep this way in order to catch a glimpse of his step mom going past his bedroom through the crack of the door. He was almost lying down as he opened his eyes trying to remember her legs as she walked across the hallway to the bathroom the other night.

"Oh Elean" he thought "I can almost see you in the room, right now"

I can see you in the room right now!

"Gaaah ELEAN"

And then there was silence. Well apart from the music. He looked at her frozen. Half sitting, half lying on the bed, his raging hardon in his hand and pants around his ankles.

And her, in the room.
 
Hearing her name made her pause a moment. Did he just say her name? Was he beating off to her?!

The he looked up at her. There was no denying what she had seen. Her eyes went from his cock to his face, then she looked away and spoke to him. "I..ah...just wanted to talk. Why don't meet me down stairs." She said as she closed the door and went to go sit on the coach.
 
Mike was sitting half naked in his room with his hand around his cock for good 5 minutes after Elean left the room. The only muscle in his body that moved (apart from the heart still pumping gallons of blood to his cock) were his eyelashes. blinking stupidly.

What the hell just happened! Could you be such an idiot? Go to the bathroom, like you always do you prick and we wouldnt be in this mess. But his brain didn't have much say in the matters once Mike got his thoughts focused on his step mom.

Slowly he dressed, and trudged downstairs ready for the shooting. Guillotine. Merciful administration of lethal chemicals. Why am I still horny? Why is my cock sticking out of my pants like a flagpole. Wasn't this enough embarrassment? Luckily they were at lest alone in the house - no one saw anything (well apart from her, thank you, brain). Mike somehow dragged himself to the couch and sat next to Elean. He couldnt bear looking at her eyes. He did though take a nice loong look at her tits (breasts, she;s a lady)

"I'm sorry" he managed to mutter, trying desperately not to stare at her naked knees andfocus on his own. He succeded, well for a few seconds ate least.
 
Elean sat on the coach with her legs crossed and tried to think of how to start the conversation. When Mike came downstairs it was obvious that he was still hard as he sat down. "There's...no reason to apologize. I should not have come in without your permission. What you were doing... ", she glances down at his still hard cock despite herself. "...is normal. Everyone does it from time to time. Even I do now and again.

Especially someone your age. It's natural to...explore.
" She was getting nervous. Whether it was from the conversation or her own desires was not clear.
 
Mike's jaw was resting a good few feet south of the rest of his face.

She wanks too! She gets her thin, elegant fingers all the way over her pussy lips. Bet she even touches her clit. She must... oh... she must... Mike gulped... She must... Does she have some dildo too?

Could it be though? Could it be that she didn't realize that he was jerking off thinking of her? A pool of precum was soaking his pants at the plac where his hardon made an passable impression of a the tent flagpole in his pants

He looked up, finally looking at her eyes

"You do this too."

It wasn't a question, really, a statement. He sounded more like he was saying that she likes reading poetry.
 
She looked down again at his cock and noticed it was getting wet with his precum. She desperately wanted to see his cock again. It has been so long...

"Yes.", she said with a weak smile. "I do too. I have urges just as you do." She looked down again, "And apparently you still have some of those urges. Did you not finish upstairs? I meant for you to finish before you came down."
 
Ah, nah, no way this is a trick, ABORT ABORT!!! Run! Run to the hills!

"Urges? You?"

Involuntarily, Mike's hand tried to grasp his cock again, over his pants. He stared at her, unbelieving, and noticed how his eyes scanned down to her breasts. Full, large breasts. And then up at her eyes. Warm, kind eyes, with a warm, shy smile underneath those eyes.
 
"Yes. I have urges too." She can not believe what she is doing, but lust was getting the better of her. As she gets more aroused her nipple harden and they start to poke out through her dress. She crosses her legs uncomfortably as her pussy gets more wet and demands attention. There is nothing wrong with just...seeing. If we don't touch each other we wouldn't bet do anything actually wrong.

"Why don't you finish what you started upstairs. Here...now."
 
"B-But"

Mike let his head hang down. I guess it was right for her to punish me. Sort of ""you're not going out of that room until you smoke the last of these cigerettes"

Except I wasnt smoking cigarettes and Im not locked in a room but right here in front of her. Looking down, I undo my belt buckle and a few buttons on my pants. My cock shoots up like a spring and points accusingly to my face then slowly leans over to point at Elean. "Nice subliminal message there", yeah, fuck you brain, if you were a little more persuasive we wouldnt be here at all.

I sighed and looked at my cock jet up from my balls and my pants. slowly moving y hand towards it.
 
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Elean lightly traces her cleavage absent mindedly as she stares at big cock just freed. "What...do you think of, while you do this?" Her mouth started to go dry and she could no longer take her eyes of his cock. She so desperately wanted to touch herself. She was getting so wet not that it was becoming uncomfortable.
 
"Of you" he blurted out, folding his palm and his fingers around his shaft. What's done is done. Better to do things than die of fear from doing them.

He moved his hand up slowly.

Besides, she told me to do it, she can't really blame me anymore. My god, she is hot!

He moved his hand down, stretching his cockhead, making it swell.

He managed to move his gaze to hers knees. He imagined that she squirmed in her seat and rubbed her thighs against each other. Halucinations.

He moved his hand up twisting one way.

He quickly flicked his eyes up and moved them down again. Did he imagine that or her nipples were poking through her dress?

He moved his hand down, twisting his shaft the other way.
 
So he did think of me. The thought almost drove her crazy. She loved the idea of men jerking off to her and this was the best situation of all. A young man jerking off in front of her! Eyes locked on his cock she cupped her right breast and gave it a gently squeeze. The slight lift caused the breast to almost come free.

"And...what exactly am I doing when you think of me..."
 
Mike's cock got even bigger somehow. It was already rock solid, an iron rod that was pleasantly warming up in his hand as he moved it up and down over it. It came as a surprise really, he had never seen his cock rise this big before, because usually he was jerking off either under he sheets or eyes closed, but suddenly the sound of Elean's voice seemed almost like a spell on his dick. And he was further surprised when he found confidence to look her in the eye.

A wave of strength came over him as he watched how she cupped her breast and stared at his cock. He fixed his eyes on her and talked, even his voice sounded stronger as steel and warmth spread over his cock, he even managed a smile.

"You teach me. You say how every man should wait with sex until he comes of age and then have an experienced woman teach him to... how to... Be a better... (lover, a better lover)... a better fucker"
 
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Watching his cock get harder and Mike talk about her like this put her over the edge. She has not been this aroused in so long and she wanted nothing more then to get some release. "You are such a bad boy thinking of your step-mohter like that. Ever see a women's pussy before?" As she says this she puts one leg on the couch leaving the other on the ground. She pulls up her skirt revealing her black thong and wet pussy just beneath. She slides a finger up and down her wet slit as she continues to look at him and his cock.

"Would you even know what to do with this?"
 
The feeling of astonishment was so strong in young Mike that he simply froze. He just turned his head, eyes wide, jaw dropped and hand squeezing his cock purple (the sight of Elean's pussy turned it blue in an instant). It was like a whole new woman suddenly appeared next to him. Saucy, eager, straight talking woman whose bones he desperately wanted to jump. If he could just erase this deer-caught-in-the-headlights look from his face...

"Er... stick this, erm, into there" Mike 'gestured' with his hand that held his cock towards the woman exposing herself on the couch

A real smooth operator, eh? Stupid, stupid stupid... Where's 'I want to tease those lips of yours until my tongue starts swimming in your juices'? Where 'I want my cock to enter you slowly, feeling and probing your walls as I delve deeper into your pussy until my balls press against your skin'? Mike was frowning at the voice that said all that "Well NOW you talk"...
 
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Seeing Mike stumble and stutter for some reason only made this all the more hot for Elean. She laughs playfully at his response. "That's one way to do it." She pulls her panties down and flings them to the floor.

"I have an idea. I'll be right back."

She goes upstairs for a moment then returns shortly and sit back on the couch. In her hands in an 8 inch flesh colored dildo. "How about I show you what to do with it."

She spreads her legs to reveal her wet and waxed pussy. She takes the head of the fake dick and rubs it slowly up and down her slit, but not penetrating. Looking at him she says, "First you want to tease it. Make her want it, but don't give it to her."
 
Mike leant forward and with assuredness that seemed alien to him he grasped Elean's hand that was holding the huge dildo.

"My first reaction would be to thrust it in like this"

As he was saying that, very "matter-of-factly" he guided the dildo inside his step-mom's pussy, it's mock veins disappearing between the glistening folds of her lips. Then , still pushing Elean's fingers that held on her dildo he continued...

"I must have a weird cock though, it's a lot wider than this, not sure if it's longer though"

Mike raised his head and suddenly froze. OMG I just did all that and not think it... Oh well, since the deed is done, might as well... Then, looking at her eyes, Mike twisted the dildo that was by now deep inside his step-mom's pussy.
 
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