(Fictional) Fucked Stepmother while dad was in hospital

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My breath was coming in deep sighs and I shifted my hips. The warm, moist pumping motion was steady and constant, but the sensations varied between short, quick and hard and slow, long and deep. Throbbing, pumping, pulsating around my rock -hard erection. Eyes closed, it felt like I had been taking this feeling for forever, and I knew I couldn’t last for much longer.

“Oh shit!” I shouted when a powerful spurt of thick goo suddenly shot out of my cock and into her mouth. “That's so fucking hot Martin!” said my stepmother, who was on her knees. Her lips had been the warmth I had been feeling, although I had closed my eyes and tried to think about other women rather than my stepmom. Constantly feeling my mother’s naked breasts against my legs had made that difficult, though, and I knew I hadn’t really been thinking about anything else at the final moment.

Clearly Laura had not been expecting me to shoot, especially not a long and weighty squirt like that, but she finally swallowed when she felt my fingers lightly caressing her. I was sitting on the edge of my bed. Laura was on her knees, and my hands were resting on the back of her head. Her breasts were heavy and hanging low, so she had pulled her bra down so it would still support them underneath instead of taking it off, but otherwise she was naked. The areolas and nipples were large, and I constantly found my gaze drifting towards them and then lower, at the dark bush between her legs.

I let Laura swallow everything, stroking her head as her head kept bouncing. It felt strangely comforting that she did that, I don’t know why. All of this was so strange and unexpected, but this had been my first oral cram pie orgasm with a woman, although I wasn’t so sure your own stepmom actually counted.

“You have to warn the girl about that,” Laura said. Her hands were now resting on my thighs and I felt her naked breasts against my legs as she moved. “It’s only polite.”

“I’ll try to remember,” I said,

So how did I ended up in this situation. I felt really down. Dad was in the hospital, he was having some heart surgery. Laura married dad after we lost our mother a year ago. She could see I was very worried about dad, it was one of those evenings, we came home from the hospital, and Laura hit the drink, It had taken many comforting speeches and plenty of holding hands until we both were calm, i was that tired i headed off to bed, leaving Laura there to finish off her wine and lock up for the night.

I was half asleep when she burst into my room. I was shocked to see Laura standing there, I sat up on the end of the bed in shock. She came over to me and Smothered her breasts in my face, then leaned down and after a few awkward kisses she had kneeled down to calm me. I had always felt comfortable talking to mom, so I shared these feelings with her. She listened attentively and tried to give comfort and advice. Mom had hugged me then, and she had felt warm and comfortable. Laura then said to me “Your dad has been in for a week now and maybe in for another two, I need a man's touch.” Laura looked me in the eyes and asked, holding my hand in hers: “I need you to fuck me tonight Martin I need to feel loved?” Laura had started slowly undressing us both, and when I watched her pull her blouse over her head and then her hands starting to move towards her bra, I found myself blinking rapidly as I understood what was really going to happen.

Right now Laura was on her knees and I could feel her naked breasts as she hugged me close, reminding me of how they were hanging, supported by the bra which had been pulled down.

“Are you ready for it? I need you to do me hard” she asked for the final confirmation, looking me in the eyes.

“Yes, ok Laura,”. I felt surprisingly comfortable with mom being naked and close, and I realised I was getting hard even if mom looked very different from the women I secretly admired on the internet. My eyes were instinctively drawn towards her sagging breasts and the dark bush between her legs. I felt her nipples against me as she hugged me. “I really want you to fuck me good,” She whispered into my ear.

“Try not to stress so much just go with the flow,” Laura said, and then she continued instructing me, “I think it’s the best if we do it in the missionary position, so you’ll learn how to properly shoot it in. And don’t worry, you can do it.”

Laura lay back on the bed and propped her head on my pillow. When she opened her legs, my eyes were wide and blinking nervously, but I was also tense with excitement as my gaze kept alternating between the dark bushy opening between those thighs and my mother’s friendly and familiar face. Laura’s bush felt scruffy against my cock. It took a moment, but then I suddenly felt myself slipping in, and the feeling caused my breath to become agitated. Laura tried to offer comfort by keeping her legs wide open and lightly cupping my ass with her hands pulling me in. I awkwardly tried to hug her, which brought her breasts in contact against me.

“You’re doing fine,” Laura softly whispered into my ear. She was so nice and encouraging. I felt her hand at my side, offering the help and guidance I needed to proceed as my hips started to move. Soon we were holding hands and looking each other in the eyes. My mother’s legs were wide open and her breasts were bouncing in a gentle rhythm with my first thrusts into the hairy warmth. They were soft and jiggly and I could distinctly feel her nipples.

“Oh yes Martin. Yes,” my mother said as I started trying longer thrusts, all the way in and out. Her hands were lightly caressing my back. She was attentive looking at what I was doing, occasionally shifting her hips a little. Her legs were wide open, and her nipples had become very big, jutting from the large dark areolas. My pace quickened instinctively and I was naturally alternating between rapid and deep hip motions, guided by the warm shivers I could feel around me. When I started groaning I felt mom move her ankles behind my thighs and her sensitive hands started comfortingly caressing my hips and back. Her maternal instincts were working as I started getting closer to the eventual end expected finish.

I looked at her, and our gazes connected and stayed locked until it finally happened. I shouted, “Oh God, mom! Oh I'm going to cum!” and instinctively closed them. My hips reacted naturally, thrusting all the way in as a long, powerful squirt after squirt shot into her warm wet hole, and I felt a twitch going through Laura’s thighs. Her hips moved unexpectedly and I felt warm shudders around me as another long spurt was suddenly fired into her, a hard thrust sending it deep into her wanting hole where my sperm started rushing towards their goal. I held Laura tightly as the pulsating spurts kept shooting into her. Her legs were around me offering closeness, and the motions of her hips which accompanied the ejaculations felt comforting.

After the last, lingering thrusts had sent everything into her, I finally pulled out. Afterwards I could only caress my mother’s hips and belly as we were hugging each other, sharing loving gazes and little kisses. “Thanks for that Martin, I needed that so bad, let's keep it our little secret,” she said. Laura lightly kissed my cheek and whispered into my ear: “Sleep well, darling. Tomorrow is a new day.” I knew she was right. There were good things in the world, and I would find them eventually. We fucked a few more times like that till dad came back out from hospital. I finally moved out about a year later and we still keep those two weeks a secret