2 years, 5 months ago
"What are you doing?" She said.
Her step-son jumped hearing her angry voice. He instinctively picked up the pillow on his right and put it on his weenie. "Mo...m? When did you come?"
"When you were jacking off to porn on my TV!?" she said, angrily.
The boy stammered, pretending to be embarrased.
"So, this is what you do when I am gone to work? Sit and jerk off to porn everyday?" she asked.
'Exactly,' I thought as I stroked my cock.
The boy, however, didn't say anything. His step mom instead bent down and pull off the pillow, revealing his little weiner. "Agh! I can't believe you are hard!" she said.
'Of course he is you bitch! He was jacking off and you interrupted him!' I thought.
She shook her head and said, "Unbelievable."
"So... sorry mom..." the boy replied.
"Sorry? Sorry? Is that all you got to say?" the mom said.
Terrible acting. But still a whole lot of fun. It felt weird watching incest, but what the hell, she is just his step mom. My cock was nice and hard. It was my forth video and I had reached climax a couple of times. Pre cum flowed out my dick, exciting my senses. I wiped the excess off with a cloth and continued to stroke gently.
The mom's anger only lasted two seconds. One look at his hard cock and was on her knees sucking his cock. Hmm... that's more like it... Come to think of it. There is definitely kick to having a person so close doing it.
My mind shut off for a second as suck into my chair. I felt my stomach fill with butterflies and my cock began to twitch. Something was happening. I began to feel things, I never felt before. I felt like I was in a trance.
Okay... enough of porn. Time to get some sleep. It was only two in the afternoon, but I was feeling lethargic. This strange feeling only added fuel to the fire. As I got up on my feet, my knees felt weak. What's happening?
Anyways, nothing like a quick nap can't fix. I flopped onto the bed wearing only my t-shirt. I didn't think of it much as I adjusted myself on the bed. But within seconds my mind was blank and I was in deep sleep
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"Ajay... Ajay..." a voice called out to me. "Ajay. Wake up... oh god... you are burning up!"
My eyelids felt heavy as I struggled to open them. "Mom...?" I called out.
"Oh thank god! Are you alright?" she asked. Her voice felt like it was in a distance.
"Maa... What is happening?" I asked, my voice was barely coming out of my mouth. I felt the back of her hand touch my forehead.
"You have a fever. A very bad fever," she said.
Fever? I wonder how I got that?
"Get up. We need to go to the doctor," she said.
My body felt like lead. Unable to move. "I don't think I can..." I whispered.
"Oh. Okay okay. Don't worry. I will call them here," she said.
Okay good. More rest for me. I lost conscious once again. The next two days was a blur. I did not know when I woke up nor when I slept. My mind was blank slate being scrambled by weird hellish nightmares. Fever dreams suck!
By the time I could think again, two days had passed. The weekend was over and Monday was just around the corner. I dreading going back to school!
"Don't worry dear. You can stay at home tomorrow," she said.
I screamed with joy on the inside. "What happened?" I asked softly.
"High fever. Don't worry about it, you are all better now," She said. She sat beside on the bed, from where I hadn't moved an inch. She had a gentle smile on her face, her chubby cheeks puffed up. Suddenly, her smile vanished as looked away for a second before turning back to me, "hmmm... I wanted to ask. What were you doing before you fell asleep?"
I felt my heart beat faster as a surge of reality kicked in. "Hmm..." that is all that came out of my mouth.
"You were sleeping without your pants," she said.
I looked down and saw that I still wasn't wearing any. My cock laid in the open for mom to see. "You didn't put them?" I asked.
"I did... but you kept taking them off, so left them out," she said.
"It... was hot... so I must have took them off..." I replied with a stammer.
"Oh... okay. Makes sense," she replied.
Makes sense? Really lady? Maybe she is just being nice.
"Well, take rest. Get well soon," she said.
She never left my side for the next two days, and I didn't wear my pants the whole time. What felt like an awkward situation slowly began to morph into something unbelievable. As my body recovered, so did its insatiable lust. All the dirty thoughts began to flood my mind, only they seemed to be back with a vengeance. I could barely move, my cock, which was flaccid and smallish, began to turn rock hard. I so badly wanted to touch myself, however, there was one person blocking it.
It was an afternoon. I was feeling much better. So much so, my hand itched to reach for my cock. But I couldn't. My breath was getting heavier and heavier. Mom turned towards me, looking concerned.
"Dear, is everything okay? You are panting," she said.
"Yes. Yes. It is just way too hot," I replied.
"Is it?" She looked up at the fan, which was broken but still spinning."
Horny me likes to crazy things. "Can I remove my shirt? I think that will help," I said.
"Of course!" Without hesitation, she grabbed onto my shirt and took it off me. I plopped back into the bed, my body was covered in sweat. She had a cheeky smile on her face as she tossed my shirt aside, "You have been working out a lot! Look at your body! I am so proud."
My lip curled into a grin, "thanks maa." I rolled to my side, letting my cock fall onto the bed. "Maa, it is hot, isn't it? Why don't you remove your clothes too, I asked?" My brain stopped fuctioning and my cock was incharge now.
Her smile vanished, her eyes widened. There was a moment of dead silence before she smiled again and said, "Maa isn't feel hot."
"Maa, why are you lying? I can see you sweat," I said. I infact didn't see her sweat.
"I am not sweating sweety," she replied.
"It is okay. You don't need to believe me..." I said rolled to the other side.
"Sweety, sweety..." I could hear her say. There was a lot of shuffling noise behind me, but I tried hard not to think about it. I felt her hand on my shoulder. "Turn around dear."
When I rolled back, I saw her lying beside me. She had removed her nightgown as promised, but covered herself with a blanket. "Happy now?" she asked with a big smile.
I guess... no. I must not compromise. "I can also get under the blanket?" I asked.
"Huh? I thought you were feeling hot?" she said.
"If you are not feeling hot, then I won't too."
"Sweety, you have a fever..."
"Hmm..." I said.
She let out a sigh and tossed the blanket off her. I finally did it! I finally saw her in her white bra and and white trunks... well that was disappointing. Or so I though, until she streched trying to adjust herself, revealing her massive tits. My eyes lit up at the sight of the beautiful melons, so much so, I didn't even notice her looking at me.
She put her hand on my cheek and said, "why don't you go to sleep dear? It is getting late."
"O... okay..." I replied.
She rolled to the otherside, with her back towards me. My senses went haywire and I felt myself wanting to do it. Push the limits, see how far I can go. I wormed my way towards and wrapped my arms around her waist. My cock slipped in between her butt cheeks as I tightened my embrace. "Maa... I love you," I said. She didn't reply, remaining quiet as I slowly slipped into deep slumber.
This was the first and last time I had gotten so close to her. By the time I woke up next morning, she was gone, back to office. I felt immense regreat and shame, so much so, I quietly stopped talking to her often. Little did I understand then I was just hurting her in another way.
Two years later, things haven't changed much. My deep lust for her is undying, but I can't watch her suffer with shame and guilt. The two sides pulling each other and making my life a living hell like when I had that fever.