It was about a week after New Year’s Eve. John, my husband of the past few years, had already left for work. My 18-year-old stepson Matt was on top of me constantly pushing his huge cock in and out of my wet pussy. Even though my mind was thinking about going to the doctor to know for sure if I’m pregnant – I wandered off the other day and made up an excuse about a family emergency and said I’d reschedule – I couldn’t help but scream his name Matt as he thrust all four inches of his cock into me.
He could be knocking me down or in the process of knocking me down right now and I still craved his cock. I shouldn’t be surprised, I thought to myself. After all, Matt has been picking me up pretty much non-stop since he came home for Christmas break. The thing is, John fucks me too – whenever he’s home. It only takes about ten minutes on a good night, but it was still enough to get the job done. Then again, Matt fills me with such force when he comes. He could have easily hit a home run with his seed.
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So many thoughts went through my mind as Matt and I lay naked in his father’s bed. He continued to pump his cock in and out as I wrapped my legs around his waist. John had already emptied his seed into me this morning. Matt still hadn’t done his regular submission, but he was getting close.
I clung to Matt’s muscular back and thought, “Damn, this could be the father of my baby.” I should have been horrified, but I was so turned on that Matt finally gave in and shot his hard jizz inside me. I felt shot after shot of hot cum pouring into me until Matt finally released his still-hard cock from me.
“No time for another round,” Matt said as he grabbed his cock, “I have to meet my friends for that ski trip,” he said as he stood up and walked out into the hall to a shower. “Oh, it’s okay. You tired me,” I managed to say as Matt left to take a shower.
“Damn, you got me so damn hot,” Matt said later, walking down the stairs after showering and getting dressed. I was making him breakfast and pouring some orange juice. “I’m glad you liked it,” I said as Matt sipped his orange juice. “I took one out in the shower because it damn well didn’t go away,” Matt said as he held his bacon and eggs.
“I’ll be back next week for a few days before I have to go back to school,” Matt said as he went into the living room to gather his backpack and other supplies for the ski trip. “Great,” I said. “Do you have everything you need,” I asked as I watched Matt effortlessly pick up his backpack.
“Yeah,” Matt said as he headed for the door. “I’ll call you when I get there,” Matt said as he walked to the car full of friends waiting for him. “Thanks,” was all I managed to say when I realized I was looking at Matt’s ass as he made his way to the car. I closed the door and couldn’t help but think that this could be the boy who knocked me down – and here I was still in awe of his muscular body. Even with jeans and a shirt on, he looked so hot. Well, I don’t have to worry now, I thought as I went into the kitchen to make my own breakfast.
While Matt was on his skiing trip, I could have told John that I might be pregnant, but I wanted to wait until I had confirmation. I certainly wasn’t going to tell John that his son could have done the deed with his powerful cock. Matt came back from his ski trip and I needed to tell someone, so I decided to go ahead and trust Matt. “So I might be a big brother,” Matt said as he eased his big cock into me later that afternoon.
John was at work so we knew we had the house to ourselves. That was the only information Matt really needed before he started taking off his clothes. Even when I told him I might be pregnant, that didn’t deter him. I should have kept Matt at a distance until I was sure, but Matt was wearing khaki pants and a blue shirt. She looked so hot.
After about half an hour of normal conversation, Matt and I were naked again in his father’s bed. “…or maybe I’ll be a dad,” Matt said with a smile as he pumped another load of his creamy goodness into me. “Don’t tell me you’ve never had any close calls,” I asked as Matt kept his pace steady. “Yeah, this bitch claimed I kicked her when I was 15,’ but it turns out it wasn’t me,” Matt said as he sped up.
“You have fucked since you were 15.” I managed to say as Matt penetrated deeply. “No,” Matt said as he slammed into me, “I lost him when I was 13.” “Come on,” I said as I grabbed onto Matt’s ass. “Yes, babysitter,” Matt said as he gritted his teeth and shot a second load of cum into me.
Matt slowly backed away and this time he actually stayed with me for a while. He put his hands behind his head and added a few details to his revelation. “She was an older girl. She was 17 and my dad thought I still needed a babysitter. She was talking on the phone about her boyfriend not being so good in bed. I had just finished showering and I heard her. I was just in a pair of pajama bottoms and I walked into the living room and I was like, “I bet I can do better,” and she said, “yeah, right,” and went to get her bowl empty with popcorn in the kitchen.” Matt said.
“You weren’t the big boy you are now, though,” I said as I sat naked next to Matt in his dad’s bed. “No, but I was a good 7 – 7 1/2,” Matt said. “Seriously,” I asked. “Seriously,” Matt said, “I’ve been measuring him since I was 11,” Matt said with a laugh that I thought was sexy. “When he came back into the living room, I- I took off my sweatpants and stood there in my briefs and she said ‘damn you’re really there as she took my cock.’
“That’s all it took,” I said. “Yeah. She pulled my underwear down and started sucking it and it wasn’t long before she was guiding me inside her.” “And you knew what to do,” I asked. “Kinda,” Matt said. “We just started pumping and she kept telling me to keep going and finally I blew and she got mad and said she can’t be hit by a damn baby.”
“So then you first thought you hit someone after the first time,” I asked. “I wasn’t sure what to think. I started pulling my underwear down and she started grabbing my cock again and sucking it. It was strange.
She seemed frightened for a minute, then said, “It’s bigger. then my friend and he’s damn senior and she had her mouth around my cock,” Matt explained. “I guess you didn’t screw it up, I asked her. “No, but next time we “I pulled, she made me wear a tire,” Matt said. “You pulled it again, I asked her. “Every time she took care of me, which lasted about another year until my dad said I was old enough not to have a babysitter,” Matt said. “By then, I had taken most of her friends,” Matt said with a smile.
“Popular boy,” I said as Matt climbed back on top of me. „Yes, girls, I love a fucking cock”, Matt said while playing with his cock – which became harder and harder while he was talking with me about his first experiences. “Do you ever see her again,” I asked as Matt began pumping his cock into me? “Yes, a few months ago. She’s 23 and now she’s married and I ran into her at this club and ended up hanging out in the bathroom.” Matt said as he picked up the pace. “She was impressed,” I asked as Matt began to move at a steady pace. “Yeah, I thought so.
She screamed when I spanked her,” Matt said as sweat began to drip from his body. “How many girls have you run off with,” I asked. “Over a hundred easy,” Matt said as he slammed his meat in and out at a frantic pace. “Yes,” I said. “I’m serious as hell,” Matt said as he made a serious effort to hold back. “Believe me. I mean, if you fuck you since you were 13, you have to have some serious notches at the belt. ” I said as I grabbed onto Matt’s ass.
“The oldest was 42,” Matt said as he was still pumped. “Glad to see it’s not 39,” I said with a smile as I moved my hands back up Matt’s back. “You’re hot as hell, don’t worry,” Matt said as he picked up his pace some more. “How did you hook up with the other woman,” I asked as I gasped as Matt shifted his weight a bit and went deeper. “That was a few summers ago,” Matt said as he slowed down.
“I was doing some landscaping and mowing the lawn and stuff for this woman on Peach Street. I thought I caught her looking at me when she didn’t think I was looking. As if one day they invite me. It was so hot. and her husband was at work and asked if I wanted something to drink and shit. So I was sitting in her kitchen and I have these pants on and nothing underneath because it’s so damn hot. “Wow, I bet the girls love that thing. ” she says,” Matt says as he struggles to contain himself.
“I told her I’m fine and she gets bloody bold and asks me how big that bastard is and I tell her to see for herself and she’s on her knees ripping my shorts off and starts sucking it like a whore. the heat. Before I can blow, she takes me to the floor and we get to hell on the bed she shares with her husband. She won’t stop and I end up playing in the bitch five times. We last finish at the same time at the door of her husband’s car, I rush and I hurry down with a damn cock and take my shorts from the kitchen floor.
She is in a hurry and thickens a banknote of a hundred dollars in her shorts and tightens my cock before going exactly when she went to greet her bastard as a husband, “said Matt just before she finally gives her the road and blow a huge burden on me. He kept shaking again and again.
Matt spilled so much man juice that it was running out of his pussy and onto the sheets. The room smelled like what I imagined his dorm room smelled like after hot weekend sex. Matt and I were drenched in sweat when he went to take a shower. I did the same in John’s bedroom.
Matt went downstairs and I was packing him some cookies and some sandwiches to take back to school with him. Just then, my cell phone rang and John called to tell me he had to leave town. He said he was going to the airport after work and would be back in a few days. We said our goodbyes and told Matt that his dad was going out of town and just the basics. “It’s not like they haven’t done this before,” Matt said as he ate one of my cookies. “What do you mean,” I asked. “It’s probably nothing,” Matt replied.
“Do you think he’s cheating on me,” I asked Matt curtly. “I don’t know. I’m just saying keep your eyes open,” Matt said. “You’re a decent person and I don’t want to see you hurt,” Matt continued. That was the first honest thing he said to me – outside of when we were having sex. We said our goodbyes, which ended with Matt giving me a serious kiss on the tongue before heading out the door. Only recently has he started kissing me, even during sex. It shouldn’t matter, but it was nice to know we were at least friends – with incredible benefits.
Over the next week, I got some strange phone calls to the house. A woman would call and ask for John when he wasn’t there. I finally asked him about it and he claimed she was his new secretary. I couldn’t help but wonder if maybe Matt was implying that John’s last marriage ended because he was cheating.
John told me that Sarah cheated on him and that’s why he left her about six months before we got married. She wasn’t Matt’s mother. It was another woman named Lorraine. She died of cancer when Matt was young. After Lorraine, John married a woman named Jenny.
He said the marriage lasted a year and ended because they rushed into it without knowing each other. Then there was Tiffany. He said it was a mistake from the start and it only lasted a few months. No wonder Matt was so skeptical of me. I couldn’t blame him for the way he treated me at first.
Why bother getting to know someone who could be gone in months? I know this should have sent up red flags everywhere, but John was very nice and did the whole wine and food thing. I couldn’t help but say yes when he asked me to marry him. The fact that our marriage has lasted a few years now should be some kind of record considering John’s history with women after Lorraine.
I wasn’t planning to start having sex with Matt. I actually thought he was a bit arrogant when I first met him. However, sometimes I would watch him with his friends and he seemed funny, polite and nice. That’s when I first suspected it might be a front. Physically, I’ve always found Matt to be kind of hot. This was confirmed when we first spotted him by the pool in a pair of swim trunks and it was clear he had something impressive between his legs.
He was only 16 at the time, so I restrained my desires. It’s not like I didn’t know he was sexually active. I had heard him either doing damn down, on the couch, or in his bedroom several times. I’ve even seen him make out with a girl on the couch after a Friday night football game just with his game. Even then, he was muscular. I had to do my best not to get too excited to watch his ass in suspenders as he made out with a girl – probably a cheerleader – after winning his football game. Ironically, he was a tight end.
Other than noticing that he had a nice bump in his bathing suit, I think the first time I really noticed that Matt was a big boy was when I was waking him up at school. Most of the time he was half in and out of the sheet. Sometimes he was lying on top of the cover and sheets in just a pair of briefs. Even when he had no morning wood, it was clear that his briefs were filled with something impressive.
Ever since he was sixteen, I’ve tried to keep him out of my mind. Once, when we were having the master bedroom bathroom remodeled, I walked in on Matt just as he had finished taking a piss. He didn’t say anything, but he wasn’t shy about stuffing his cock back into his briefs and walking past me.
De fapt, Matt nu s-a sfiit să se plimbe noaptea în slip sau gol, dacă tocmai terminase de dracu cu o fată și de a o trimite acasă. He made no effort to hide his bump either, which was often on display in sweatpants, shorts, and briefs. Then there were a few times when I’d go downstairs for tea and come back upstairs and hear the obvious sound of Matt taking care of things himself if you know what I mean.
I guess those were the nights he either didn’t sleep or was just excited. He doesn’t seem to have been discreet about it. He often had the door slightly open. Once I heard an inexplicable popping sound and walked into Matt’s room to see his hand bouncing cock aggressively thrashing up and down. Her eyes were closed and I sat quietly and watched from a distance as she erupted all over her chest and stomach with soft moans. He continued to pump and spilled what appeared to be a fountain of cum.
I crawled back into bed with John and ended up groping quietly just thinking about what I saw. Of course I saw a cock before, but this boy was looking like a fucking porn star and he was only 16 years at that time. The first time I caught the hell was the day when John and I returned from the honeymoon. John was fast asleep after a ten-minute round and I couldn’t sleep. I heard a faint noise and went into the hall to investigate. I went to Matt’s room and he had the door wide open.
There was a girl under him trying not to scream as Matt drove his cock deep into her. She kept whispering “damn you’re too damn big” as Matt said “shhh” and continued to pump at a steady pace. I slid back into bed before he finished. Another time, I literally bumped into him in the hallway after coming out of the bathroom. He had on a pair of gray briefs and was clearly hard. I managed to say hi and he said hi back and just laid back and adjusted his obvious erection and went back to his room.
When we started having sex at the age of eighteen, he didn’t even let his guard down. He refused to kiss me. To him, it was just hot sex. To be perfectly honest, that was enough for me too – at the time. Only recently has Matt started to let his guard down and let me really get to know him. Except for the night he came over drunk and basically forced himself on me, Matt is really a decent human being.
Of course, it becomes aggressive when the hell, but this is attractive. I’ve talked to Matt via phone, text, and email since he’s been back at school and we’ve actually had normal conversations. It’s nice to have complete trust in someone. If Matt really wanted to be vengeful, he could have told his dad that I might be pregnant and he would have. Clearly, he didn’t, as John wasn’t the type to hold back his feelings. If he thought Matt was screwing me, he’d go through the roof.
A few months later, Matt was home for a few days on the last days of his spring break. John was on another trip, which became more frequent. The mysterious calls continued from time to time. There was always some woman asking John. I would give him the message that a woman was calling to ask him and he always said she was his secretary.
I think I knew something was up, especially given John’s history with women after Lorraine’s death. During one of our recent conversations, Matt took the time to comfort me and even told me that he thought his father had actually cheated on his mother at one point, but he tried to push the thought out of his head. I was surprised at how understanding Matt really was. He was a physical man when I first met him at sixteen. Now he was becoming more of a man than John was on another level.
Later, on his first night home, Matt was on top of me with his huge cock inside me. We were lying in my bed and John’s. He had been pumping for some time. John called as Matt prepared to blow. He managed to hold back as John and I had a quick chat while Matt’s cock was buried deep inside me. “I understand,” I said.
“Well try to get back before Matt leaves for school again,” I added. “Yeah, we get along. It’s not a problem anymore. You know that,” I said as Matt stood on top of me with his warm cock lying perfectly still inside me. – Yes it’s all right. Oh, you’ve had a call from your secretary before.
I added. “Okay, try to get home when you can. I love you,” I said as I put my cell phone back on the nightstand. “I’m sorry,” Matt said. “Why, it’s not your fault,” I replied. “I don’t want to think about it right now. Make love to me,” I said. Matt did as I asked and resumed his steady pace before shooting a huge creamy load inside me.
He pulled away and this time he stayed in my bed for the rest of the night. “Are you glad it turned out you weren’t pregnant,” he asked us before we fell asleep. “I really want a baby, but now is not the time to have one. At least not with John,” I said as I ran my fingers over Matt’s chest before we fell asleep together.
