Pamela James
Loving stepmother

CHAPTER ONE

Gloria hadn't realized her step-son had followed her upstairs until she turned around and saw him standing by the doorway to her bedroom.

Such a strange teen, she thought. And so strikingly handsome.

The party was over. The guests had all gone home. Gloria had to entertain them by herself. As usual, her husband, the teen's father, was away on business. He had phoned that morning, hoping to make it back in time, but heavy fog had suddenly forced Shannon Airport to close.

Now she was alone with Mathew. She could see the eighteen-year-old teen was slightly drunk. He had had a bit too much wine to drink during dinner.

She realized she was tired and wanted to get to bed. "Mathew," she said, "you look like you've had it for tonight. Why don't you get undressed and hop into bed?" Her head was beginning to ache. I think I've had a bit too much to drink myself, she thought.

"I hate parties," he said, his voice slightly slurred. He walked into her room and sat on the bed. He sighed. "They're so boring."

"I'm sorry there wasn't anyone your own age, darling." She sat next to him and put an arm around his shoulder, hugging him to her. She kissed the top of his head.

He was small for his age, and very thin. He had long curly hair and an almost angelic face. He was often mistaken for a girl and this annoyed him to no end. It made him even more self-conscious than he normally was.

"When's Dad coming home?" he asked, feeling her fingers combing through his blond hair.

"Probably tomorrow sometime. Depends on the fog. I heard on the radio it's the worst they've ever had."

"You two haven't been getting along lately, have you?"

"Why do you say that, Mat?"

"Oh, I don't know. You've been arguing a lot lately."

"It's not unusual for a husband and wife to be arguing." She felt her pulse quickening.

"Does Dad have a mistress?"

Gloria blushed. "Mathew, where did you hear that?"

"I heard you and Dad… talking about it… the other night."

"We thought you were asleep."

"You were talking kind of loud. You woke me up."

"Oh."

"Why would Dad want another woman? You're so much younger than he is. I mean, you're more like my sister than my mother."

Gloria was glad he hadn't said step-mother. She and Bill hadn't been married very long, but it was true what Mathew had said. He did have a mistress. A nineteen-year-old girl. Gloria had found out quite by accident. She couldn't believe it.

"You and Dad aren't going to get a divorce, are you?" There were tears in his eyes.

"Oh, no, Mat. It's not as serious as that. We'll have to work it out. I knew before I mated your father that women were attracted to him. I'm surprised he waited so long after… after your mother's death before remarrying."

"I'm glad he did. Otherwise you wouldn't have been my mother now."

"Mat, you're such a sweet teen." He pressed his cheek against her tits and Gloria suddenly felt a funny feeling rushing through her. A tingling between her thighs.

There was something else Mathew didn't know about. It had, been a while since Gloria and his father had had sex together. Gloria kept telling herself it's just a phase he's going through, but now, what with this girl, she wasn't so sure. She wasn't so sure of anything anymore. She felt like crying herself, but held back her tears.

If it wasn't for Mat, whom she loved dearly, she would have considered a divorce, but she knew how close they were to one another and because of that – because she wouldn't want to hurt the teen in any way – divorce was out of the question.

She had told this to Bill and he had reluctantly agreed. He had never been particularly close to Mat. His work had always come first. But he knew Gloria was right. The teen might never recover from such a blow.

"You still love him, don't you?" he asked, his voice a bare whisper.

"Yes, Mat, I do."

"I love you very much, Mom."

Gloria lifted the teen's head up and kissed him on the lips. Then something happened. Something neither she nor Mat seemed to have any control over. Their lips pressed together and she felt the teen's breath, hot and sweet, still smelling slightly of wine.

He placed his hand on her tit and squeezed. Then his hand went down to her thigh. She quickly put her hand over his and whispered, "Mat, please, don't…" But it was no use. She didn't want the teen to take his hand away. She started to unbutton his shirt.

He began to pant, kissing her more passionately. She slipped her tongue between his lips and he sucked on it hungrily.

"Oh Gloria…" he whispered hoarsely.

Gloria pulled the shirt tails out of his jeans and caressed his chest, feeling his little teats hardening under her frantic touch.

My God, she thought, what are we doing? But she was powerless to stop it.

"I want to feel your tits," he groaned, his face flushed, his eyes strangely lit.

He unzipped her dress and fumbled with her bra clasp, becoming more and more excited. Gloria looked down and saw the clear outline of his erect penis inside his tight jeans. She felt the fire burning in her cunt. His cock looked very big. She had never seen the teen naked. He had always been so modest. But now she was seeing a different side of him. And a different side of herself.

His penis looked so big!

The teen's eyes widened as her tits tumbled out of the confines of the bra. They were full and well-shaped, the nipples very big. And pointed. She forced his head down and felt his hot lips on her tit knob.

"Jesus," she moaned. She had never felt so aroused in all her life!

She reached down and unzipped his jeans. She stroked his cock over the white briefs, feeling how long and thick it was. His glans peeked over the elastic band of his underpants. A drop of watery pre-cum emerged from the gaping piss slit.

My God! she thought, feeling suddenly lightheaded.

He sucked on her tit like an infant. Then he lifted his head and his hot lips found hers. They French kissed. He caressed her upper thigh, bunching up her dress around her crotch. Then he reached underneath, his fingers slipping into her damp panties.

"You're all wet," he gasped.

"I'm excited, Mat. Oh, Mat, we mustn't… really…"

"We both want, don't we?"

"Yes, Mat… I never realized it before… yes… your cock is so big…"

"I want to fuck you."

"You've never had a girl before?"

"No. I'm a virgin. I want to feel my cock inside your pussy."

"Mat, don't talk that way. It's not right. You're… you're exciting me."

She felt his fingers over her muff. His middle finger slipped between her puffy cunt lips. She moaned, reaching into his briefs to grab his cock. He lifted his ass up and she slipped down his jeans and underpants, revealing his tumescence.

"My God!" she said. "It must be almost ten inches long! And so thick! Your father's cock isn't anywhere near as big. It's… it's magnificent!"

She started to fist it. She felt him trembling. "Is it really that big?"

"Yes, Mat, it is! I can't believe it!"

"You want it inside you, don't you?"

"Mat… we can't… ohhh yes, I do… I do!"

She helped him take her dress and panties off. They were then both completely naked. He looked down at her dark-haired pussy. Her pubic bush was thick and abundant. He loved running his fingers through it. It was the first time he had seen a woman naked outside of glossy photos in girlie magazines he kept hidden under his mattress.

His step-mother had the most beautiful body he had ever seen. It was lushly voluptuous. Her tits were as big as melons. He had always wanted to see them in the flesh, to touch and lick them like he was doing now.

They both fell back on the bed. She couldn't take her eyes off his cock. She held it in her hand, the mushroom-shaped cockhead swelling up in her hand. With her other hand she cupped his balls, feeling their cum-filled weight.

His pubic hairs were the same golden color. There weren't many of them, and his balls were virtually hairless, but this only excited her more. Bill's body was so hairy but his dong was like a thimble compared to his son's!

"If you keep touching me like that I'm going to cum," he said thickly.

"There's plenty more if you do," she said. "I bet a teen like you can cum four or five times in a row."

He giggled. "Sometimes I jerk off three or four times in a row."

"Thinking of me?" she asked stroking his cock, his watery juices smearing her palm and fingers, lubricating, her fisting.

"Yes," he said, gasping for breath, beginning to writhe as the cock sensations overwhelmed his entire body.

"I never thought for a moment we would be doing this," she whispered, his hand wildly massaging her tits. She loved the way he was squirming on the bed.

"I want to make you happy," he choked, throwing his head back and squealing like a little girl.

"You will," she said, jerking him off faster and faster, his cock thickening in her hand. "We'll both make each other very happy, Mat… so very happy…"

"Shit, I'm going to shoot… ohhh Jesus. Jesus."

He arched his back and cried out. His cock exploded between her fingers, sending out a high arc of jism, spilling on the teen's chest, belly and thighs.

"Jeez!" he howled. He looked down at himself and watched his spewing cock dance in his step-mother's hand. His semen was oozing down over her knuckles and he could feel it being smeared over his prick.

When he finished cumming, she let go of his tool. She leaned over and kissed him on the mouth, her cum-stained palm resting on his belly, on a pool of jism. She slowly rubbed the warm spent cum over his skin, kissing him hungrily.

"I'll get a towel and wipe you off," she said after a few minutes.

"Then we can fuck?"

She turned as she started toward the bathroom. "Yes," she said, smiling. Her smile made him feel warm all over. He watched her swinging buttocks as she disappeared into the bathroom.

She returned with a large monogram towel and gently wiped the semen from where it had fallen on him. She wiped her hands and lay beside him.

"Was that good?" she asked.

"God, yes. Much better than jerking off myself!"

She laughed. "I bet it is."

"You smell… different," he said, sniffing.

"It's my cunt," she said, grinning. "Do you like the scent?"

"Yes. It's… exciting." And she saw his cock had become hard again. Or perhaps it hadn't gotten soft?

She closed her eyes as he sat up and began fingering her oozing vagina. He stuck his middle finger deep inside her, then pulled out his wet finger and smelled her honeydew.

"What's that little button inside your cunt?" he asked.

"I see you are a virgin." He blushed.

"I'm sorry," she said gently, her fingers affectionately brushing across his reddened cheeks. "I didn't mean to embarrass you. I know you're very curious. Vim the first woman you've seen completely naked, aren't I?"

He nodded, and she could see by the look in his eyes that he approved of what he was seeing.

"That's my clitoris," she explained. "It's the most sensitive part of my cunt. Like the head of your penis. If you rub it, it makes me feel good."

"And you'll cum?"

"Yes."

"Can I… lick it?"

"My darling, of course." She spread her legs invitingly.

He grinned, feeling the blood boiling in his veins. Gingerly, he licked her vulva.

"Like the taste?"

"Mmmm. Yes! How couldn't I?"

"Some men don't like the taste of a woman's pussy. I sure do!"

"I'm glad. Suddenly you're not so shy anymore."

"I don't feel shy around you. I never have."

"Yes, now that I think of it, I guess you're right."

"I want to make you cum. To make it as good for you as you just made it for me."

"Why don't we fuck? That's when it really feels good." She couldn't believe she was talking this way to the teen. They had never been so explicit with each other before. Yet it seemed completely natural.

Gloria was twenty-nine. Ten years older, yet she now felt like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old. Like a teenager again!

He gently pried apart her cunt lips with thumb and forefinger and inched his tongue inside her. He came into immediate contact with her swollen clit button. He reamed the end of his tongue directly underneath it and Gloria moaned ecstatically.

"That's it!" she cried. "Jesus, that's it, sweetheart. Keep doing that!"

He felt her hand on his slim buttocks, caressing his flesh, pressing her forefinger between the quivering ass cheeks. He curled his body closer to hers.

He flicked his tongue against her burgeoned clitoris, her sauce running into his mouth and dripping down his chin. She tasted delicious! He scooped up her female essence with the tip of his tongue, using it like a shovel, his adam's apple bobbing up and down, as he swallowed.

He couldn't get enough of her candy-sweet sauce!

She could feel the pressure in her cunt intensifying, blossoming outward to embrace her entire body. Usually it took her a while to reach orgasm, but he was bringing her there so quickly! It felt as if a wave was building deep inside her, about to crash down on her.

She moaned incessantly, pressing down on the top of his head, forcing his tongue all the way into her greasy fuck channel. He inserted his forefinger, pressing it against her slippery cuntal walls, getting her more and more excited.

He loved the taste and feel of her hot cunt, and the way she was becoming so aroused by what he was doing. It gave him a tremendous sense of power, of authority.

"Let's sixty-nine," she said, her voice thick with emotion. She was sweating heavily and pink splotches were appearing on her body.

"What's that?"

His innocence further excited her. He had so much to learn, and she would be his teacher!

She positioned herself, her mouth inches from his tumescence, her cunt the same distance from his hungry lips.

"This way," she explained, "you can eat my pussy and I can suck your cock."

"Wow! I've never had my cock sucked before. I can cum in your mouth and all?"

She chuckled. "That's the general idea. My mouth is watering for your jism. I can practically taste it now."

"Have you ever sucked Dad's cock?"

"No. He doesn't like that sort of thing, strangely enough, considering all the women he must have had in his life. I haven't tasted cock in a long time. Especially a cock as manly as yours!"

"Okay… let's go," he said, as if they were entering a competition.

"Let's!" she said, her heart thumping.

She never realized how beautiful his body was. So pale and slender and vulnerable, as if the merest breeze would knock him over. His legs and arms were developing muscles. His buttocks were tight and firm. Her eyes followed the natural lines of his body, admiring every square inch of his nakedness.

She had never been particularly attracted to adolescent teens, but she now realized her step-son could change all that.

She fondled his balls, her fingers trailing under his scrotum, where the hairless ridge of skin joined his asshole. She kissed the tip of his tool as she felt his tongue reentering her cunt.

I'm so hot for this teen I could melt! she thought, holding the bottom half of his impressive cock in her tightly encased fist.

He's so big I don't even think I can take all of his shaft into my mouth and suck on it at once, she thought. "But I'm sure as hell going to give it my best shot!"

She drilled the tip of her tongue into his gaping piss slit, squeezing his shaft to open the center hole even more. She was rewarded by a pearl-white drop of pre-cum sauce, which she quickly licked from his glans.

She then took the upper half of his cock between her teeth and began sucking it. Her lips were like suction cups. She felt his cock pulsating with desire, the veins gorged with blood, the skin smooth and feeling slightly rubbery.

There was so much to suck she didn't know where to begin. She went down on him, but was only able to take three quarters of his member into her mouth before gagging. She breathed through her flared nostrils, concentrating hard not to choke. She loved his musky taste. It made her suck harder, determined to take all ten inches into her mouth.

Mat's head was lodged between her thighs in a scissors hold as he inserted two fingers and his searching tongue into her. Her cum was smeared aver his cheeks and chin and nose. His nostrils were becoming clogged with it, but he didn't care. He was completely captivated by her spicy pussy. He couldn't get enough of it. He yearned to fuck her, but knew that would probably follow.

Meanwhile, he had enough to keep him happy. He swallowed warm tasty mouthfuls of her quim sauce, pining for more. His fingers tweaked her swollen pleasure button and she groaned in ecstasy, feeling herself getting closer and closer to that moment of sexual relief.

The sounds of sucking and of lips and tongues against wet pungent flesh filled the room. The air was sweet with her cunt juice, which was flowing like an uncontrollable river from her ecstatic cunt.

Then suddenly she came, her body shuttering with delight.

"Ohhhh my God!" she sighed, writhing in ecstasy.

"Was that good?" he asked, wiping the cream from his face.

"Mat… I never felt so good in my life. Keep on doing that to my clit. Don't stop! Your tongue feels wonderful… I can't begin to tell you."

She sucked his cock harder, finally able to take all of it into her mouth at once, his glans pressing back deep into her throat.

He began to wriggle his ass. This is going to be a good one, he thought, pausing in his sucking and tongue-whipping to catch his breath. He clenched his eyes tightly shut and bit his lower lip.

"Fuck!" he called out, feeling his balls tightening. He tried to hold back, to revel in the full power of the sensations building, inside him, but it was impossible. He loved the feel of her tongue and lips, the saliva running warmly down his gorged tool.

He gyrated his hips, thrusting forward, sending his cock all the way into her mouth, humping her mouth for dear life!

It had never felt this way when he jerked off. Never!

He could no longer concentrate on sucking her nubbin. He pulled away from her, almost falling from the bed, and watched her head bobbing up and down, up and down, up and down.

"Jesus, oh wow… wow!" he cried.

A wild grin of pleasure appeared on his face. He tried to sit up but she had him pinned down to the bed. His legs and arms jerked convulsively. He couldn't stop moaning and gasping.

While she sucked she squeezed his balls, fondling them, rubbing them together like two golf balls.

He humped her face faster. She sucked his tool for all it was worth.

"Jesus Christ!" he shrieked, his whole body in motion. "I'm on fire!"

He wrapped his legs around her head. It was as if he was on a roller coaster which just reached the apex of its ride and was now racing madly downward.

"Holy shit!"

He grabbed handfuls of the bedsheets, pulling and tugging, his ass hopping up and down on the mattress, making the bedsprings squeak loudly.

He arched his back, half of him practically off the bed, hanging over it, the most intense fuck sensations imaginable shooting through him like electricity.

Gloria could feel the cum rising up his shaft like mercury in a thermometer. Her mouth poured saliva down his penis. It dripped off his balls, onto the sheets, and pooled in between his golden pubic hairs.

She gave his balls another excited squeeze and her mouth instantly filled with his spicy hot jism.

Mat thought he was going to hit the ceiling. He saw stars before his eyes. The room began to spin in ever-widening circles. He couldn't even speak, only moan and groan incoherently.

It was as if a flame was shooting out of his cock. It tickled and it burned and it gave him the keenest pleasure thrill he had ever experienced.

Gloria sucked like a madwoman, her lips like suction cups. She sucked the entire length of his jerking tool, her tongue running up and down the underside of his tumescence at the same time.

His jism was salty-sweet and absolutely delicious!

She thought his spewing wads would never cease. But the cum wads gradually got smaller and the teen's tensed-up body slowed down its gyrating pace. Mat fell back against the bed and let a long, drawn-out sight of contentment.

She let his cock fall from her lips. It was semi-erect and wet with her saliva and traces of his thick spent cum. She licked her cum-stained lips and savored his taste, swallowing the last of his jism. It was warm and spicy going down her throat.

The teen filled his aching lungs with air, rubbing both fists into his eyes. "Wow!" he kept saying, over and over, giggling in between. "Wow… wow!"

Gloria lay beside him and kissed the inside of his thighs, her hands circling over his belly, feeling the rippling of his muscles.

Then, as he lay spread eagle on the bed she straddled his loins, reaching underneath herself for his cock.

He opened his eyes and started to get up.

"Lay back," she told him, a wild look in her eyes. "I can't wait any longer. I have to have that magnificent fuck tool of yours inside me."

He watched, eyes wide with pleasure and surprise, as she slowly lowered herself down on him, spearing herself with his torrid member. He propped himself up on his elbows and watched with amazement as his hard tool slipped between her cunt lips.

Immediately he thrust upward, feeling her hot cuntal muscles gripping his erect penis and pulling it up inside her. Inch by inch his cock disappeared between Gloria's quivering thighs.

"Jesus!" was all the eighteen-year-old teen could say as he felt the inside of a woman's vagina for the first time. The fact that it was his step-mother's cunt didn't matter. He was too enthralled by the sensations of her fuck channel as it slid like a hot wet glove over his penis.

Then he looked up, seeing Gloria's beautiful tits, the way her skin glowed and shone with sweat, the look of supreme desire on her face, an exciting expression of female lust he was seeing for the first time.

He realized there was no one in the world he would rather be fucking than his beautiful step-mother.

She leaned over, a moan escaping her lips, and he took one of her large pointed nipples in his mouth and sucked on it, his hand reaching underneath the swinging tit globe to fondle it lovingly.

"Mother of God!" she breathed. "I never imagined a cock could feel so big! I never imagined yours was this big! I think I've just found heaven!"

She slowly went up and down, her hands placed on his shoulders to steady herself. She thought she was going to explode. He filled her like she had never been filled before, deep into her womb.

She reveled in the sheer size of his erect penis. She could feel her eyes starting to pop out of her eyes. It was as if her cunt and the teen's cock were made for each other.

The pressure and caress on her clitoris were such that she came almost immediately after he entered her.

She felt his lips and tongue on her hard nipple and wanted to shout for joy at the top of her lungs.

Such a inexperienced teen and he is giving me the best fuck of my life! she thought. All I have to do is sit still on top of him and I can cum a hundred times!

But she started to move after the first orgasm had swept over her like a hurricane, leaving her breathless and more satisfied already than she had been in a long time.

My God, she thought. He could teach his father a thing or two! I never want him to cum. Dear God, just let him keep his hard prick inside me forever!

"Ohhh Gloria, you're so fucking tight! I can't believe how good it feels. I've never felt anything like it before! So tight and hot and wet… God!"

"And you're so big… just think this is your first time… and you're making me feel so wonderful… I've cum once already… I can feel another orgasm washing over me now… why didn't we do this before… ohhh God… I adore you… my precious."

She bent down and kissed him, her tongue slipping between his lips. She held his head and showered his lips and face and forehead and neck with wet warm kisses. Grateful kisses. Kisses of desire and pleasure she never thought obtainable before now.

He held her thighs, his fingers digging into her flesh, his face screwed up in an expression of ecstasy. He started humping up at her until they quickly established a mutually satisfying fuck rhythm which brought Gloria to another earth-shattering climax, the likes of which she had never known before.

"Oh Lord!" she moaned, throwing her head back, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulders in a sweaty pile.

She reared up, sending her muff crashing down onto his penis. She lifted herself up enough so half of his now-glistening penis was exposed, so he could look down and watch his prick going in and out of her, then she would slam down on him, her pussy hairs mashing into his pubes, mixing thick dark curls with blond colored ones.

His balls beat an incessant tattoo against her buttocks each time she thrust downward, sending his ten inch dick deep into her.

Her cream ran down his shaft, dripped off his balls, down to his thighs and finally puddled on the bedsheets beneath them.

She came again, feeling that the teen was now close to cumming himself, and howled like an animal in heat. His cock pulsated hotly inside her. It seemed to thicken, and even more remarkable, to lengthen another quarter or half inch until she was filled completely.

She was squealing and groaning and pumping up and down on him lice crazy.

"I can feel it, Gloria… ohhh brother can I feel it now! SHIT!"

"Don't cum," she called out. "Ohhh sweet Jesus don't cum yet… not now… I want to cum over and over again!"

"I'm… trying… to… hold… back…" he gasped. "But… I… won't… be… able to… much… longer… it feels too… fucking good!"

"My sweet, sweet son!" she screamed. He had never seen her this way before. She was almost hysterical with joy, going up and down like a human fuck machine, not pausing for breath, afraid to break the exciting rhythm they had established.

"Harder!" he called out, grabbing her arms and pulling her back down on him so he could kiss her hungrily.

"Just a little longer," she sobbed, tears running down her cheeks. She simply couldn't believe she could feel this good. It was as if she was dreaming. It was perfect. More pleasure than she ever thought humanly possible. It was as if every orgasm she had ever had. The pleasure thrills were intense beyond words.

She reached underneath herself and squeezed his balls. She loved the soft, pliable feel of his bouncing nuts, so smooth and hairless.

"Any second now… Gloria… can't much longer… too fucking good!"

"My sweet… another one… ohhh… ahhh!"

She could feel herself being split in half by his cock. He was slamming up into her, matching her enthusiastic strokes. Tears streamed down her cheeks.

"More!" she screamed. "Harder! Faster! Give me every fucking thick inch of your dick!"

And he did. Again and again…

"Shit!" he called out, his voice strained with emotion.

He arched his back, his forehead touching the pillow, half his face disappearing into it, his neck muscles straining, bulging out.

Then he exploded inside her, ejaculating thick hot wads of cum sauce.

She climaxed again and together they rose to a blindingly intense mutual climax that left them both shuddering uncontrollably.

His cock jerked inside her, digging deeper and deeper into her hot wet fuck channel.

Their bodies writhed and jerked and danced and convulsed spasmodically. They reveled in the sheer numbness of their climaxes. Gloria came repeatedly, a chain reaction of cums that built one upon the other, one more keen and long-lasting than the previous one.

She sobbed, her shoulders jerking as if pulled by unseen marionette strings.

The eighteen-year-old howled with pleasure, his balls bursting apart as he continued ejaculating into her fuck passage. Her cuntal walls massaged his tool like a hundred tiny, slippery fingers, knowing exactly when and where and how often to touch and caress.

Finally, he was milked dry by her pulsating pussy muscles and membranes. He fell back against the bed, looking unseeingly up at his step-mother as she gathered up the last of her strength and pulled herself up and fell by his side. His cock slapped back against his belly loudly. It started to grow limp.

It took a few minutes for the woman to catch her breath. It was as if her flesh and bones had turned to melted candle wax. She felt weak as a kitten, yet more satisfied than she could ever remember feeling before.

She heard a strange noise and looked over to her step-son. He was snoring!

Gloria giggled, her body aglow with the after feeling of a wonderful fuck. The teen was sound asleep.

"Poor thing," she whispered. "I've worn him out." Too tired now to change into her nightgown, and not wanting to wake the teen to have him go back to his room after having shared her bed in the most intimate way possible, she pulled the bed covering over them and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.