Rainy Days and Mondays

"Rainy days and Mondays always get me down," so the song says. When Monday was also a

rainy

day, it was a good day to stay home. And for this Monday, the forecast was not just rain, but rather torrential downpours. This was all underscored by the rumble of thunder that awoke Sally with a start. She sat up sharply just as the first drops of precipitation fell.

A minute later, Dave, her stepson, appeared in her doorway. He was about to speak but halted at the sight of Sally sitting up in bed, her low-cut nightie revealing more than an eyeful of her breasts. They were magnificent, and one of the many things that endeared her to him.

"Good morning," Sally greeted to reel him back in, knowing where his attention was focused.

"Oh. Good morning," Dave returned.

"Thunder awoke you?" Sally questioned.

"No. Actually, I just received a text advising that college classes were cancelled today due to the weather," the twenty-year-old reported.

"Lucky you." A couple of seconds later, her phone dinged. She reached for it, glanced at it, and reported, "Your dad's flight has been postponed. He won't be home until late, or even tomorrow."

"That sucks—for

him.

You going out in this?"

Sally grimaced. She glanced out of the window and could barely see anything through the rain. "Hmmm, maybe not."

"I think I'm going back to bed," Dave said, yawning.

"Mmmm, there's a good idea." Sally slid back under the covers.

Dave returned to his room quickly to cover his growing erection. However, back in his bed, his hard on would not allow him to rest. He tried to jerk off to the image of Sally in his mind, but it was not enough, and he was not successful. He also realized he hadn't heard his stepmother get up to go through her morning routine. Had she actually fallen back asleep? Grudgingly, Dave got up to check with Sally in case she really did want to go to work.

She had gone back to sleep, but she was sort of twisted in her covers with her shapely ass hanging out the edge of the bed and one of her beautiful tits spilling out up top. Dave knew he needed to cover her up before awakening her. If she caught him looking at her partially exposed, there could be hell to pay. Still, he committed the spicy scene to memory before reaching for her covers and gently trying to unravel her to—

"What are you doing?" Sally asked, suddenly awake.

Shocked at being caught, Dave froze with his mouth open. Finally, he explained, "You were exposed. I-I was trying to cover you up . . . you fell back asleep. I didn't know if you were going to work or not."

Lifting her head to look at herself, she smirked, "Yeah, these damned night gowns are so flimsy they . . ." Sally eyed him with mock suspiciousness. "Did you get a good look?"

Dave thought he saw a playfulness in her eyes, so he answered in kind. "Not more than a minute."

Propping her head up in her hand, she asked, "You sure? Is that all it took to grow

that?"

She nodded at his crotch.

Dave glanced down in horror to see the huge bulge in his boxers. He had a massive erection—not that he'd ever really lost it. He tried to cover it with his hands.

"Now, we're even," Sally noted. "Although, I had no idea you were packing such a huge tool."

It embarrassed him not only that she'd noticed, but also that she called attention to it. She also had not really covered up, so the combination of her half naked and having noticed him had his cock pulsing.

That brought a smile to her face. "Now, you're

teasing

me."

"I'm

teasing

you?

You're the one who is half naked."

"Does that bother you?"

Dave shrugged. It didn't. "Should it?"

"You're twenty years old. Have you never seen a woman naked?"

"Of course, I have. But never

you."

"Do you

like

seeing me naked?"

Dave was hesitant to answer.

"It's okay. You can tell me," Sally urged.

"Why does it matter?"

"I've seen you steal glances at me."

She obviously wasn't going to let this go. "I don't know where this conversation is going, but okay, I'll admit, I

like

looking at you."

Her beautiful face formed a huge smile. A crash of lightning followed by a clap of thunder lit up the room for a second. And the rain continued to pour. "I was going to work from home. But on days like these, it's fun to just cuddle in bed."

"Assuming there was conveniently someone to cuddle with," Dave pointed out.

"There is." The naughty look on her face should have given her away. "We can cuddle with each other."

Dave shot her a preposterous expression while his mind was conjuring an image of them doing just that. Of course, it made his cock pulse.

"Good. You're

interested,"

she noted from that response.

"And you don't see anything

wrong

with that? Like, you're

married

to my dad."

"Your dad is not here now," Sally said, stating the obvious. "You

are.

This is our first time to really be alone. And we would just be providing comfort to each other." She slid over and lifted what of the blanket that still covered her. In so doing, she revealed more of herself than what was exposed. "Come on. It's nice and warm in here." She knew her nightie was up around her waist, and that's where Dave's eyes were focused. His cock pulsed again. "Come on. If you find it uncomfortable you can get up."

He knew she wasn't going to give up. And it's not like what she was offering wasn't inviting. He'd had the hots for her ever since his dad brought her home a few months ago. An opportunity like this had never presented itself, and the temptation was just too great. With a shrug and an aching hard on, Dave eased into bed with his stepmother. He instantly felt the warmth exuding from her mostly naked body.

Sally squirmed closer pressing her tits against him. "This is nice." She knew he felt the same because she could see his cock tenting the covers. "Is that think going to burst?"

"Probably."

"You've never been this aroused, have you?"

"Not that I can remember."

"Maybe I can help." Sally reached out and wrapped her hand around Dave's swollen cock.

He whimpered as she started stroking him.

"Damn! You're

bigger

than your dad!"

But Dave was too lost in euphoria to hear that. Her fingers on his shaft were soft and comforting. He'd never felt anything so wonderful. He knew he should feel guilty, but he didn't. He couldn't. This was too good.

"You like?"

"I shouldn't. But I do."

"Don't worry. This will be just between us."

"That's probably a good idea."

"You have a problem with that?"

"No."

"You like what I'm doing?"

"Are you

kidding?"

"Because if you like

that,

I think you're going to love

this."

Sally threw back the covers, rolled over, spread Dave's legs, and got between them. She'd never let go of his cock, but now she repositioned her hand on it and aimed it at her mouth.

When she got between his legs, it was clear what her goal was, and he was instantly filled with anticipation. He watched her mouth open and descend upon his cock oozing pre-cum. He held his breath until he felt her lips close around his shaft. He couldn't help but whine when that happened. He'd had blow jobs before—not many—but none that started off so well. And of course, none that were given by his gorgeous stepmother.

Dave thought he'd might actually pass out when his dick was completely enclosed in Sally's mouth. What an amazing feeling! And then she slowly slid her mouth up and down his rod. She was in no hurry, and her tongue action seemed to indicate she was enjoying what she was doing.

"Damn, you're good at that," Dave couldn't help mentioning.

"Glad you like it. Been wanting to do this for a while."

"On

me?"

"Yes. I could tell by the frequent bulges in your pants that you were big. So, I was eager to see

how

big." She didn't just bob her head up and down, but rather swirled her tongue around, even digging it into the slit in the head.

That tickled, but it also felt marvelous. No one had ever done that to him. All he could do was close his eyes and enjoy his stepmother's skill. But he quickly snapped open his lids when he felt her suck one of his balls into her mouth, and then the other. That was absolutely amazing.

"Oh, don't stop!" Dave's pleaded.

So, she did not. And to his further amazement, his cock started spurting creamy, white liquid. Releasing his testicles from her mouth, Sally slurped up the fruit of her labor.

"Mmmm," she moaned as she swallowed it.

Dave almost couldn't control the flow from his cock, particularly as Sally consumed it as quickly as it oozed out. Having someone swallow his jism rather than watching it splatter on the floor greatly enhanced the experience.

"I'm sorry I came so quickly," he couldn't help but say.

Sally looked up and he saw her lick the last drop of cum from her lips, which then formed a grin. "Oh, don't worry. You're not getting off

that

easily. You like to eat pussy?"

"Only if I have something to dip it in," Dave said with a smirk, feeling good.

"Funny boy." Sally rolled over onto her back, hiked up her nightie, and spread her legs. "Dig in."

He really had not ever eaten pussy, not for lack of desire. So, he moved into position, coming face to face with her snatch. He'd never seen one this close, and he wasn't sure he expected it to look like this. In its own way it was quite beautiful, so delicate-looking with its folds and tucks. It looked complex, yet simply closed an orifices in the body.

As Dave extended his tongue to spread her labia, which separated, he encountered a flow of liquid. He wasn't expecting it and was forced to ingest and swallow it. But to his surprise, it did not taste bad. In fact, it was almost pleasant, particularly considering what it was. He took another swipe, this time knowing what he was going to get. Now, he found it erotic, an aphrodisiac. The thought of what he was doing also occurred to him.

Eating pussy.

So far, it was the most exciting thing he'd ever done in his life.

Sally's moans of pleasure enticed him to continue. He delved deeper with his tongue finally encountering that little bulb he knew to be her clit. Flicking his tongue against it, he felt her tremble and shiver.

"Oh, yeah, keep doing

that."

So, he did—eagerly.

"You sure you've never done this before?" Sally asked. "You're pretty good at it."

"I wish my tongue was longer so I could go deeper."

"Yeah. That

would

be nice," Sally agreed. "But you do have one thing long enough to go deep."

Dave halted and lifted his head to look his stepmother in the eye, his face covered in a mixture of saliva and pussy juice. "Are you suggesting what I think you are?"

"It's more than a suggestion," Sally clarified. "We've gone too far not to go all the way."

"But . . . my

dad.

We'd be

cheating

on my dad."

"Don't think of it

that

way. Think of it as keeping it all in the family. Think of it as you and your stepmom getting to know each other better while your dad is away." While she was saying that she was reaching for his cock, which she'd managed to just latch onto. Gently tugging on it, she slowly pulled him toward her. He did not resist.

"That almost sounds convoluted."

"Then how about this? I love your dad. I truly do. He's a good husband, a good provider, and a good man. The one thing he's

not

good at is in

bed.

I'm a sexual woman. I need more than he can give. Most often, he just can't do the distance. I think

you

can make up for it."

"I guess I can understand that. Have you done this before," Dave had to ask.

"No," Sally stated firmly. "And if you hadn't been hanging out when you came in here,

we

might not be doing this now."

"What if we do it and I really like it?"

"You

will

really like it. And when other opportunities arise, we can do it again.

If

you want to."

Dave felt something. "What are you doing?"

"I'm rubbing the head of your dick against my pussy."

"Mmmm. That feels good."

"Yes. I would think so. Know what would even feel

better?"

"What?"

"Go ahead and push it in." But she'd already moved her hands onto his buttocks and was gently pulling, forcing him in.

He slid in easily, and instantly felt the warmth, wetness, and softness. His cock pulsed. "Oh.

Wow!

That

does

feel amazing. Why do you feel so much better than the other girls I've been with?"

"Probably because I'm your stepmother. You know what to do?"

Dave started pumping, slowly, to enjoy the sensation of each thrust. Her pussy really did feel different. Much better if that were possible. It seemed to just swallow him in.

"Keep it slow," Sally whispered. "Let's enjoy it."

His mind quickly succumbed to the pleasure his dick was providing. Even though he'd had sex before a few times, this was unlike anything he had ever experienced. Even though she said his dad was not good in bed, if he'd had sex with this woman before getting to know her well, no wonder he'd become her slave. Who wouldn't? What would Dave now do for this woman without question just on the promise of spending more such time with her?

The world around him evaporated, and there was only his cock moving in and out of her. And men thought they ruled the world.

Dave was surprised when he heard a whimper from Sally. "You really fill me up," she purred.

His cock did feel snug inside her, but not restricted. It slid in and out easily, comfortably.

She'd never let go of his ass, and instead, pulled it to her as though attempting to force him further inside her, as if he could go any deeper, already buried to the hilt. He was still pumping slowly, but she was pulling him in such a way as to bring him into her.

It didn't matter to him what she did. Just being inside her was everything he could have wished for.

And everything

she

could have wished for. "Oh, yeah, Dave. Give it to me.

Fuck me!"

Those words spurred him to step up his pace to comply. She allowed it.

Letting go of his rear, Sally cupped his facial cheeks, and pulled him to her to press their faces together. The kiss was divine. As skillfully as she had used her lips on his cock, so was she talented mouth to mouth.

That started Dave's balls churning. He couldn't believe he was going to come again. He'd never come twice so close together. "I'm about to come again," he warned. "I don't know if I can hold it."

"Don't. I'm going to come also." When he started pumping faster, that started Sally.

"But if I don't pull out, I'll—"

"Yeah. I want you to come inside me. I'm protected."

"Oh." With that, Dave was really feeling the build-up.

As was Sally. She hadn't felt this much energy from sex in a long time. And it felt wonderful. She wrapped her arms and legs around her stepson as best she could as her body began tingling, her pussy sparkling. She knew she was going to explode. And she did. Pleasure pervaded her being like it never had. Muscles tightened, nerves lit up, her entire body shook at the release.

The girls Dave had fucked had been much more subtle. Not this all-encompassing experience Sally seemed to be having. But knowing he was contributing to this explosion of hers was the final impetus he needed to fire his own volley flooding her pussy with come. He shot so much he feared his nuts would deflate. Like his stepmother, it was a full body experience, cutting to the very core of his existence. He never knew his orgasm could be so fulfilling, so complete.

"Give it to me, Dave.

Give it to me!"

She could feel his jism filling her and it felt divine. She also knew it was so voluminous it was being forced back out by his continued pumping.

Finally, Dave was completely spent, and he slowly stopped.

"Wow!"

"I agree.

Wow!

I haven't had a climax like that in a long time."

"I've

never

had one like that."

"Yeah. You really flooded me," Sally said with a grin.

"Sorry."

"That wasn't a complaint." Sally eased out of bed. "I'm going to take a shower."

"So, that's it?"

She turned to look at him. "You want to do it

again?"

Dave shrugged. "That would be nice."

She reached down to finger his limp dick. "How would you manage that?" She then resumed her trek to the bathroom.

He watched her sashay away from the bed. He'd thought she was hot from the moment he first met her. And later, when she married his dad and became part of their household, he watched her flit around the house in skimpy clothes—short shorts, low-cut shirts, short skirts, and dresses—but he'd never gotten to see her totally nude until now. As he watched her gorgeous ass sway with cum dripping down her legs, he started to get another erection, which amazed him because he'd never been able to regenerate so quickly.

That lured Dave out of bed as he heard the shower come on. He arrived just in time to glimpse her splendidly naked form enter the stall. Moving into position, he watched Sally move under the spray and wet her body down. She stepped back so the stream could wash his semen off her sweet skin. She used her cupped hand to gather water to splash her pussy and rub the residue off.

Knowing he was watching, Sally said, "You just going to stand there?"

Taking that as an invitation, Dave opened the stall door and entered. Sally immediately turned him around to place him under the falling water. The warm spray felt good, particularly with her rubbing his body all over. Next, she grabbed the soap, lathering it all over him. Nobody had ever washed him since he was a child. Seconds later, she rinsed him off, so he did the same for her, except that it made his cock even harder to rub soap all over her body. Of course, he gave extra attention to her tits and pussy, which made her giggle.

When he finished, she grabbed his cock at the base, pulled him to her, and rubbed the head of his dick against her clit.

"Mmmm," Dave moaned.

"Mmmm is right," Sally agreed. She then guided his rod further between her legs, but not into her pussy. Pushing and pulling his shaft had her sliding it between her legs and her vulva. It felt good for both of them.

Dave understood his stepmother's motive and began pumping on his own. She reached around to grab his ass and direct his thrusts. Another first: fucking her thighs. The warm water beating down on him enhanced his senses. But he wanted more, so he wrapped his arms around her pulling her to him to press her creamy breasts against his chest. Her firm pointed nipples were a jolt of electricity. This also enabled him to thrust harder.

And to his surprise, he started to feel that tingling in his balls. He'd already come twice. He didn't think he had a third in him. Yet, building it was.

"Come again for me," Sally whispered over the spray. "I want to feel your warm cum on my pussy. I want to come again, too."

And that was all it took. Dave felt his jism squirt out but knew it was not as much as before. Still, an orgasm was a powerful feeling. He kept pumping because the sounds Sally was making told him she was climaxing also. Her hold on his ass changed to a bear hug, and it felt like she was melting into him. It felt wonderful.

She washed her crotch area again, then exited the shower stall. Dave cleansed his genitalia again was he watched Sally dry off.

"I'm not used to this much exertion in the morning," she said. "Worked up an appetite. Let's fix a late breakfast."

After drying off, Dave went to his bedroom to dress. He relived the morning so far in his mind and hoped the remainder of the day had as much in store. It was almost difficult to believe what had happened. But as he entered the kitchen, he found his gorgeous stepmother at the stove cooking and wearing what he thought to be pajamas, which was made up of very short silky pants that tapered on the sides exposing more leg, and a top that barely made it to her waist, and of course, was very low-cut with spaghetti straps. She wore no under garments, and her nipples imprinted in the flimsy material. That suggested more to come.