The relationship I had with my father was tenuous at best. My parents had divorced when I was an infant which resulted in me being raised, in a loving home I must add, by my paternal grand parents.
As I turned 15 my father married Helen. Days before my 17th birthday the idiot divorced her. In case you’re thinking me calling him an idiot is harsh let me explain something. Helen was incredible. Long mousy blonde hair, a beautiful smile always on her face, a body with curves where curves should be, a fantastic pair of large breasts and most importantly to me a love for wearing very few clothes. 6 weeks after meeting her for the first time I saw her pussy as she bent over in front of me to retrieve a carton of milk from the bottom shelf of a refrigerator, her short pink night dress riding up giving me a clear view of her swollen lips. To say I was hooked would be an understatement. I lost count of the times I saw her in states of undress over the following months and I dreamt of the day I got to touch her. The divorce killed that dream, or so I thought.
I had kept in touch with Helen unbeknownst to my father for the following years so when she invited me to her new flat to help her do some tasks it wasn’t a massive surprise. Approaching my nineteenth birthday I had been with a couple of girls my age but not in any kind of serious manner. Helen was now 38 years old but still had that amazing figure and smile. We hugged as i got to her flat, exchanged pleasantries then proceeded to work our way through the list of jobs she had asked me to help with. By seven PM I was shattered and aching.
“Should we share a pizza?” she asked.
“I should probably head home” i replied.
“Stay and have some food with your stepmom” she said smiling
I laughed “okay”
The pizza was ordered so I had a wash and put on the clean T shirt I had brought with me. Helen disappeared upstairs returning a short while after wearing a pair of grey jogging bottoms and a pink T shirt emblazoned with Mickey Mouse, the sway of her breasts emphasising she had not bothered with a bra.
We sat and devoured the pizza, then sat together on Helens large sofa.
The next time she spoke my face turned crimson “still like looking at my boobs eh?”
I was lost for words realising Helen had caught me dead to rights staring at her amazing rack.
“Don’t worry” she said “Consider it payment for all your help today”
The words came out of my mouth before my brain had time to engage “Surely I’ve earned a look without Mickey in the way”
Helen looked shocked as I began to apologise “Sorry I was only joking”
Her look of shock turned into a smile “No touching” she said slowly raising her shirt. Her breasts were as perfect as I had ever seen, her large areola topped by dark pink nipples slightly hardening. Helen noticed something of mine was hardening “I best put these away” she said looking at my groin.
To this day I have no idea where my bravery came from as I spoke “Unless you want me to get him out?”
Without waiting for an answer I stood up and unfastened my jeans, my hardness happy to be released.
“Well that certainly looks like it could be fun” Helen said.
Expertly her lips engulfed my shaft, her warm mouth swallowing me. Fire blew through my body as my beautiful step mother continued to work her magic. I knew if I didn’t seize this moment I would regret it for life. I pushed Helen onto her back and hastily pulled down her bottoms, a damp patch clearly visible on her white underwear. My tongue found her wetness, fingers probing as she ground her hips into my face, her hands holding my head firmly in place. As her orgasm began my tongue found her swollen bud, her body thrashing below me.
“I want you inside me”
I didn’t need a second invitation. My purple head eased between her willing lips, our bodies finding a rhythm, mutual satisfaction our aim. As the volcanic forces inside me brought on my orgasm I looked down at this magnificent creature. My souls seed tore through me filling my stepmothers fleshy receptacle, guttural noises heightening our dual explosion.
The remainder of the night opened many doors to me in relation to my sexual journey, such doors still a cherished memory as I fondly reflect on an inspirational night.
Author: MetalB666
[F]rom Snapchat to reality [MF] [NSFW]
From the first time I was introduced to Kara I was well and truly hooked. The fact her then boyfriend was a mate made things awkward to say the least. Unfortunately their relationship was short lived but my friendship with Kara seemed to be fine and we often chatted on social media or if we met in one of the local pubs. On one such occasion Kara and her sister were sat giggling at their phones scrolling through old pics and remembering fun times. The topic of Snapchat came up and we exchanged profiles. Several weeks passed with varying degrees of online flirting until one day when I was feeling rather cheeky I dared her to show me her fantastic cleavage. To my surprise the next snap I received was a close up of her boobs barely being contained by a beautiful black bra trimmed with red stitching. This in itself was incredible but the fact she was at work and had risked being caught made it even hotter, the stirring in my groin testament to this. Over the following months the snaps progressed in regularity and nudity until we had both seen pretty much everything possible of each other including the obligatory cum shot from me.
“That’s a lot of spunk!” was the reply.
“Yeah it’d look good on your tits” was my response.
Things quietened down between us for a while as Kara met a new fellow and I began to think that my snapchat days with her were over, well certainly risky ones at least, and we stayed in touch asking general every day questions.
Early one morning I was preparing to leave for work whenI saw that Kara was online so I messaged her to see if she was okay.
“Not really” she replied “I’ve hurt my shoulder and can’t sleep”
Jokingly I offered my services as a masseuse and was genuinely surprised when she accepted. I knew my time was limited because as I said I was heading to work but couldn’t turn down the chance of maybe seeing the “K-rac” as I had nicknamed her boobs, in the flesh.
The nervous energy coursing through my body was electric as I gently tapped on her front door. It was opened by, in my opinion, a proper woman. Long blonde hair framing a beautiful face with her curvaceous figure covered by a blue towelling robe.
“I can’t stop long” I mumbled as Kara handed me a tube of muscle relaxing ointment.
“Any help will be great” she said turning her back to me and lowering her gown just enough to allow me access to her aching body part. A very specific part of my body was also aching. I rubbed the ointment into her skin, my fingers marvelling at the touch of her flesh, and began to think of how I could get to see more of her. As I washed the remainder of the ointment of my hands I decided the only thing to do was ask “Get them out then” I said nervously already heading for the door.
Kara smiled “One quick look and a touch then that’s it”
When she opened her robe I was in awe of her magnificent mammaries. They hung firmly before me, each one tipped by a perfectly shaped nipple. I moved forward quickly, probably too quickly because I should have enjoyed the view for longer, and grasped them firmly in my hands. Our lips locked briefly then her nipple was in my mouth, hardening as my tongue played across it. I was desperate for more but something stopped me from going further,a decision I still regret to this day.
“I have to go” i said my arms now around Kara, my hands on her arse.
“I know” she replied smiling
My walk to work was a blur and even though we still chat and snap I often wonder if I will ever get the opportunity to cover her incredible boobs with my seed….I’ll keep you posted ?
A Dif[F]erent kind of lock down [MF] [NSFW]
These strange times reminded me of a prior “lock down” experience from many years ago that I thought I’d share.
An ex and I had hired a cottage in the English Lake District for a midweek break and at the last moment she had invited her elder sister who had just gone through a bit of a tough break up.
The first two days passed pleasantly, each one of us enjoying the countryside walks and scenery, our evening meal in the village pub washed down with a couple of local ales adding to our pleasure.
The morning of the third day the weather was horrendous, torrential rain and thick mist ending any ideas of going hiking. To make matters worse my ex received a call from work saying it was imperative she went in to sort out some major crisis.
“I’ll try to get back tonight” she said as I walked her to the car.
“Drive carefully and let me know you got home safe” She promised she would and I watched the rear lights of the car disappear into the weather.
Dawn, my sister in law, met me with a towel in hand as I walked back into the kitchen “Get yourself dry and I’ll put the kettle on”
I stripped off my wet shirt and quickly dried my hair, grabbing a dry tee shirt. Dawn handed me a mug of tea with a smile “Looks like me and you for a bit”
Dawn was an attractive girl, slim figured and short mousey brown hair but not my type at all. Her sister was polar opposite, curvaceous, long blonde hair and a fantastic pair of boobs.
Dawn and I whiled away the hours chatting, I cooked us a nice pasta dish, and it was the first time we’d opened up to one another in any detail. My ex eventually phoned and said she was way too tired to drive back that night but would be there first thing in the morning to pick us and our gear up.
The cottage was clean but very minimalist, an old style TV and VHS player the only electronic entertainment available to us, so we decided to find a movie to watch. After a couple of old Hammer House horrors I excused myself and went to the bathroom. Upon returning to the lounge Dawn was sat on the floor searching through a box of VHS tapes “I wonder what’s on these?” she asked pointing at the selection in front of her.
“Where were they?” I asked
“In that cupboard under the stairs”
“Stick one in the machine and we’ll see”
The picture quality was terrible but it was pretty clear it was some old school porn.
I reached forward to stop the tape “Leave it on” Dswn said “I could do with a giggle”
“Okay”
I sat back on the sofa at the opposite end to Dawn and settled in to enjoy the film. As porn goes it was pretty tame but I did start to feel the effects in my groin. Dawn was quiet and I kept looking at her to she if it was effecting her in any way. She caught my gaze “You okay?” she asked
“Yeah why?”
“You keep looking at me”
“Just checking you’ve not nodded off” I kidded.
“Hahaha no I’m good thanks”
“Good good”
Moments later I needed to pee and left to use the bathroom, my thoughts flicking to Dawn as I held myself resisting the urge to wank.
Dawn had changed position on the sofa and as I sat down we were a lot closer. On screen a very well endowed chap was doing his best to impale a big breasted nun, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Whats so funny?” asked Dawn
I smiled at her “One of my fantasies is to do a nun”
“Really?”
“Yeah. Don’t you have any fantasies?”
“Well to be perfectly honest I’m dying to know how big your cock is” she replied moving closer.
“Help yourself” I said easing out of my tracksuit bottoms, my semi erect member popping free. Dawns mouth enveloped it fully, my hardness growing in her mouth as her tongue expertly went to work. My hand sort out her small breast, her nipple bullet hard, as she continued to suck me. I knew it was wrong to be doing this with my sister in law but a line had been crossed and there was no turning back now. I lifted Dawn off with ease, her shorts pulled off, and began exploring her wetness with my tongue and fingers, her back arching as the flood of orgasm ran through her. When I entered her there was no resistance, our passion increasing as we moved together, a choreography of pure lust. Our dance continued, the positions changing effortlessly as we explored each other, no hole left untouched until in a crescendo of desire we orgasmed together. We laid together for several moments, our being as one, juices mingling. Dawn broke the silence “That was incredible” she said. I looked at her face as a single tear rolled down her cheek “We can never do that again ”
I held Dawn in my arms for another hour, no words being exchanged, before we both retired to our respective bedrooms.
Our journey home, my ex arrived early the next day, was quiet and myself and Dawn remained close but we never repeated our moment of passion
The [M]orning wood [F]ound a friend [MF] [NSFW]
When I first met my fathers girlfriend Steph I was genuinely surprised how hot she was. I had just turned twenty and was working at a local iron foundry leaving me pretty much exhausted most days due to the physical nature of the job. I regularly needed a good morning kick to raise me from my slumber.
On one such occasion a quiet gentle voice said “Time for work sweetheart” a delicate touch on my shoulder.
I turned towards the voice, unsure if I was dreaming, and saw Steph next to my bed. Her short brown hair framed her beautiful face, the white blouse slightly unbuttoned revealing a hint of cleavage as she leant forward, her lower half enveloped in tight denim.
“Morning” I croaked rolling onto my back.
Steph’s eyes moved almost imperceptibly to my blanket covered groin, my hardness barely contained by the material. She hurriedly looked away.
“Dad asked me to give you a knock” she said, her eyes focused on the wall behind me.
“Okay thanks” I replied laughing inwardly at her obvious embarrassment.
She turned and left my room quickly.
Over the next couple of weeks Steph was there to awaken me a few times, my morning wood never failing to attract her gaze fleetingly, but there was no mention of it between us.
Early one Friday morning that changed. I was actually awake well before my alarm but knowing that Steph had stopped for the night I had hatched a surprise for her. The pyjama bottoms I was wearing had a three button fly that I “accidentaly” forgot to close, my hardness free to the morning air.
Feigning sleep, my back facing my door, I casually kicked the covers off my lower body.
“Morning” said Steph her hand on my shoulder.
“Good morning” I replied wearily, stretching my arms above my head and rolling onto my back.
There was nothing fleeting about the direction of Stephs eyes this time as her vision locked onto my swollen head and hard shaft.
“Someone seems happy this morning” she said pointing at my wood.
The glint in her eyes convinced me to be brave “yeah seems that way whenever you wake me up” I said grinning “He has a mind of his own”
Steph smiled, her whole face radiant “Good job Dad has already left for work then”
I felt the warmth of her breath on my stiffness seconds before it slipped into her mouth. I gasped involuntarily as her tongue and lips brought me to the edge of explosion far too quickly. Fingers expertly massaged my sack as my seed began to edge ever closer to release. My fingers gripped my mattress as my life force flowed into her accepting throat, not a single cell going to waste as she drained me. As I laid back spent, turmoil and anxiety fighting at my psyche, Steph stood up, smiled sweetly and left the room…
the end of the a[F]fair and [M]y final parting gift [MF] [NSFW]
The final time I had sex with Rita, my girlfriends, at the time, mother was actually 6 months after my relationship with Kate had ended.
I was now approaching 21 and in the last 20 plus months I had been fortunate enough to sleep with Rita several times. Hearing of my relationship with her daughter coming to an end she decided our fun had to stop too, a desicion I fully understood.
However a chance encounter in the local library between Rita and I rekindled the desire for one last time together.
We arranged to meet at her friends house the following week because she was going to be away and Rita was given a key to keep an eye on things.
On the day I arrived to an empty house and wondered if Rita had changed her mind. Dejectedly I began to leave when a voice called to me “Leaving so soon?”
I turned to see Rita hurrying towards me. She had on a tan coloured jumpsuit, similar to the kind of outfit worn by an old school fighter pilot, her waist enhanced by a thick black belt, a pair of black boots finishing off her ensemble. Her long brunette hair though tidy hung loosely down past her shoulders.
“I thought you’d changed your mind?” I remarked as she drew closer.
“Not a chance” Rita said kissing me lightly on the cheek.
I marvelled at the sight of her firm behind as she walked past me and headed into her friends home. The latch on the door had barely clicked shut and we were on each other. Tongues probing as buttons and zips were hastily undone, no thought of easing into our fun. I hoisted Rita into my arms and practically threw her onto a large black leather sofa, my mouth heading straight to her moistness, my tongue seeking out her swelling clitoris. Her juices coated my fingers as they easily slid inside her, her back arching driving her hole into my face. Her initial orgasm raged through her body, her moans adding to my growing hardness. Her mouth sought out my shaft, expertly devouring my length, her spit coating the purple swollen head. When I entered her wetness an animalistic primal energy took hold of me, my hips pumping deep and fast as she screamed my name. Her dark pink nipples were like bullets as I continued to batter her hole, the sweat on my brow now dripping onto her stomach.
“Fuck me from behind” she begged “Anywhere?”
I didn’t need asking twice as my now solid member forced it’s way into her tightest hole, her juices negating the need for lube. The sensation of me inside her ass were electrical and before long I could feel my approaching orgasm. With a guttural savage roar I unloaded into Rita, our bodies joined like a single entity, my hands gripping her hips tightly, red marks where my fingers had been. We spent several more hours saying our farewells making the most of our final time together.
A few years later I learnt that Rita had been seeing another two of Kate’s former boyfriends and I smile to this day 30 years later imaging how much fun they must have had.
[FM] A walk on the wild side
Like most 19 year old guys I had a massive crush on my girlfriends mother Rita. Brunette, great figure, pretty face and the ability to be hot without trying, she was nigh on perfect fantasy material.
Kate, my girlfriend, had gone on an overnight course to do with her college so I decided to go hiking in the local forest, potentially sleeping out for the night.
“Do you fancy some company?” Rita asked as I called round to collect some kit I’d left with Kate.
“Sure” I replied “Why not”
“Great, it’s ages since we went on a walk”
I had been on a lot of walks with Rita and Kate but this was to be the first time it was just the two of us.
The sun was shining brightly as we set off, my small pack sticking to my back within minutes.
Rita was dressed in a white cotton tee shirt, the outline of a black bikini top clearly visible, a pair of shorts made out of sweat pant material and her shoulder length hair in a ponytail under a red baseball cap.
We chatted about nothing in particular as we walked along enjoying the heat of the day and the stunning woodland, stopping occasionally for a drink of water I had with me. Before long I needed to pee and began searching for a place to get off the track.
“There’s no one about” said Rita grinning “Just whip him out, I promise not to look”
“Let me know if anyone appears” I said turning slightly away from her gaze.
I had no idea if Rita was watching me but the thought of being this close to her with my dick in my hand was fantastic. I finished and turned towards her still putting my knob away, I knew she had seen it.
We continued our walk in a strange silence for a while until Rita spoke “I really need to pee”
“There’s no one around” I chided “Just whip her out”
Rita laughed ” I dont think so, I need a bit of privacy”
About 100 yards along the track there was a massive holly Bush off to the side “Go behind there” I said pointing
“Good idea” Rita said jogging off ahead of me.
I slowly followed hoping to catch a glimpse of her but soon realised it was very unlikely, the bush several feet thick.
“Can you come round here?” Rita asked “This place is amazing”
Behind the holly there was an open area of ground that was bathed in sunlight, all four sides covered by thick foliage, it was the perfect hiding spot.
“Wow!” I said “It’s incredible. You could get up to all sorts in here and no one would ever know”
“My thoughts exactly”
Rita moved towards me and began to kiss me. My initial shock was soon replaced with an animalistic desire as our tongues fought against each other. My hardness grew swiftly and Rita wasted no time dropping to her knees and devouring my shaft. There was no way I could last very long so I lifted her to her feet and span her around. Her shorts were quickly yanked down and I drove into her wetness, her swollen lips grasping onto me. Our movements were in sync, the lust palpable as the feeling of orgasm surged through us. This was unlike sex I had ever had before, Rita knew her body well and how to use it. All too quickly I felt my seed rising and with a guttural grunt I unloaded deep inside my girlfriends mother, her legs trembling as I did.
Needless to say this wasn’t the only time I spent with Rita but those are stories for another day.
[MF] 40th Birthday Surprise
Like most guys in their late teens I had often fantasised about the older woman admiring them from afar. One in particular, Yvette my friends mother, was foremost in my thoughts most days.
Darren, my friend, had mentioned it was his mom’s 40th that weekend and she had planned a night out with her boyfriend and her mates. She wanted Darren to invite a few people round for a party that the “adults” would join in later.
To be honest the party was pretty average. Couples making out, the shy quiet loner sneaking a shot of whiskey trying to build up courage to speak to one of the single girls but there was no trouble and a fun atmosphere abound.
Yvette and her friends arrived back just after midnight and the party picked up speed. By two AM most of the party goers had dispersed, Yvette’s boyfriend had drunkenly staggered off to bed as had Darren. I had a decent walk home to the neighbouring village so started to pull on my jacket.
“You can crash on the sofa if you want?” Yvette offered.
It was a far more tempting prospect than the walk home “That’s great thanks” I replied.
“Okay lovely time for my beauty sleep”
I wanted to say something about how she was already beautiful but instead answered “Goodnight”