I'm Going to Be Your New Mommy

*THIS STORY INVOLVES FEMALE INFIDELITY. IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE THAT KIND OF THING, DON'T READ IT. DOES THAT MAKE SENSE? *

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Clive Parker and his new wife Lisa arrived back home after their 2 week honeymoon in the Bahamas, and carried their suitcases into the house. It was Clive's second marriage after an acrimonious ending to his first. His 2 son's greeted them in the living room, both staring at their father's new bride. Tim was 11, and Kyle 10. They both knew Lisa, but not that well. Now, she was moving in permanently. They'd hardly seen their mother since she'd left, 2 years ago.

Lisa was 25 years old, 24 years younger than Clive. Both brother's were fascinated by their new stepmom. She always seemed to be in a good mood, joking and cheerful. She was beautiful, blonde, buxom and always fun. The brothers both knew that their father had married a woman who should've been out of his league. A little later, Lisa came downstairs and called Tim and Kyle. She smiled as she said,

"I guess I'm going to be your new mommy, boys."

8 YEARS LATER

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Lisa parked the car in the driveway, then headed into the house. She'd driven Clive to the airport, where he'd left on a one week work trip. He was a partner in a law firm who specialized in corporate cases. His firm was doing better than ever, and he'd given his family a comfortable life. Lisa walked into the kitchen and began putting away the groceries she'd bought on her way back. Tim heard someone come in, and went downstairs to see who it was.

When he looked in the kitchen, his eyes widened in amazement. His stepmom was bending over, putting things in the refrigerator. Her short dress had ridden up over her ass, exposing her panties. Tim squatted down and had a clear view up her dress. His dick immediately became erect as he stared at her black thong. A thin strip of fabric barely covered her pussy. It was practically being wedged in her slit. Tim nearly groaned when he realized her pussy was completely shaven.

He quickly straightened up as she closed the refrigerator. As she turned around, she saw his slack jawed expression and said,

"Hi, Tim. Your father caught his flight ok. Is that a pencil in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?"

Tim covered himself as she nodded at his crotch. He was suddenly flustered as he stepped back and mumbled,

"Oh, hi, mom...Yeah, I'm...errr...happy to see you. I've just gotta go."

He turned and fled upstairs. Within seconds, he was masturbating.

Lisa rolled her eyes in amusement. She knew exactly what the little pervert had been doing, and what he was doing now. Tim and Kyle had been lusting after her for years. And she'd found plenty of evidence of their masturbating, over the years. She didn't need the CSI team to examine all the tissues, socks and boxers that were full of dried cum. At first, she'd found it all quite amusing and harmless. She thought it was natural the boys viewed her as an object of desire.

Even though she'd tried to cultivate a maternal role, it became more difficult as they went through adolescence. She wasn't old enough to be their mother, after all. She'd always looked and dressed sexy. She'd been a model before she married Clive, and there were plenty of raunchy pictures of her on the internet. Pregnancy had never appealed to her, so, a ready made family seemed like the perfect solution. But, as the boys approached manhood, things began to change.

Lisa had always insisted the boys call her mom. But, after they finished high school, she realized her maternal role was no longer possible. There were many contributing factors, but the main one was Kyle. No one ever talked about it, but it was obvious that Kyle had a different father to Tim. He was 6ft 2", compared to Tim and Clive's 5ft 8". Kyle was also much broader and looked nothing like them. Now that he was 18, Lisa couldn't deny he was a young hunk.

The other problem was her sex life. Clive had to travel alot, due to work. Wherever the case he was working on was, he generally had to be there at some point. He tried to delegate, but if it went to court, his expertise would usually be required. Lisa was a healthy, red blooded woman who loved sex, and she wasn't getting enough. Even when Clive was home, their lovemaking was usually over after 5 minutes, followed by his snoring seconds later.

Lisa's life was one of comfort and leisure. But, boredom started setting in after she celebrated her 31st birthday. She'd lost touch with her friends, who all lived in another state. She had nothing in common with the middle aged couples in their gated community. Rhonda was her only friend there. She was a 35 year old milf married to a 60 year old heart surgeon. Lisa's boredom led to her sexually teasing her stepsons. She got a kick out of driving them wild and making them hard.

It soon became the highlight of her day. But, after Kyle turned 18, his attitude began to change. Before, it had seemed like harmless flirting. Nothing could happen, and he knew it. But now, he'd lost his boyish shyness. He didn't seem concerned when she caught him staring at her huge breasts. He openly leered at her, and he'd even started copping an 'accidental feel'. He was becoming a man; more confident and smarter. He'd overtaken Tim on every level.

Lisa had watched the change, up close, both physical and mental. Kyle was doing well in college, academically and in sports. He was a muscular, testosterone fueled beefcake. They had a big swimming pool, and Lisa had a hard time keeping her eyes off of Kyle when he was swimming. It was difficult to ignore his manmeat, which had been getting bigger and bigger over the last 2 years. It was obvious he was well hung. A fact that had forced its way into her fantasies.

Lisa knew she was on dangerous ground. But, knowing that, only seemed to make the situation more exciting. She and Kyle were attracted to each other, but, she kept telling herself, it wouldn't get out of hand. She was in control. Although, she had no plans to stop the teasing and flirting. Another strange dynamic to the situation was Tim. He and Kyle weren't exactly close. On the contrary, sometimes they seemed to be enemies.

Tim had always been jealous of his younger brother. Kyle was bigger, better looking and a perfect specimen of masculinity. Tim appeared to be the opposite. He was a year older, but was still shy and awkward. The brothers were both obsessed with their stepmom. To Lisa, it was an ego boost and a turn on. Sometimes, she listened outside their bedrooms as they jerked off. She knew they were fantasizing about her, imagining scenarios involving her.

Given all the time Lisa had on her hands, her stepsons soon became the main topic in her life. The only person she could confide in was Rhonda, who had become her best friend. Talking to Rhonda was like having a shrink who told her what she wanted to hear. She would say things like, it's just a little harmless flirting...they're not your real sons...so what, if something happens?...what Clive doesn't know won't hurt him...I bet Kyle knows how to use his big, one eyed python.

They were basically the same kind of thoughts Lisa had, herself. She was also well aware that Rhonda also had a thing for Kyle. She knew that Rhonda was a frustrated housewife, with a keen interest in young and muscular males. Her marital situation was worse than Lisa's. Her husband, Robert, was near impotent. Understandably, it was something that left her feeling exasperated. Lisa sometimes wondered if Rhonda was more sex obsessed than she herself was.

Lisa's fantasies spiraled out of control a month ago, when, even she was shocked by what happened. Kyle had been on a night out with his friends. He came home at 3am, completely wasted and barely able to walk. Lisa was about to check on him, but Clive said,

"Leave him to it, honey. He's old enough not to need his mommy to tuck him in."

She went back to sleep as Kyle stumbled his way upstairs.

Lisa woke up just after 9am, and got dressed. She was about to go downstairs, when she decided to look in on Kyle. She knocked lightly on his bedroom door, then eased it open when there was no answer. She immediately saw him asleep on the bed. He'd obviously sat on the bed, lowered his jeans, then fallen backwards and asleep. His feet were still on the floor, with his jeans around his ankles. The curtains were drawn, as Lisa peered at his body in the weak light.

As her eyes adjusted to the low light, she saw him clearer and gasped. Sticking out of his boxers was a massive cock, hovering above his smooth sixpack. Lisa felt herself being drawn into the room, almost by some force. As she got closer, she saw how thick and hard his morning wood was. It was one of the most beautiful and erotic sights she'd ever seen. She was practically standing over him when it throbbed and lurched into the air, bobbing with energy.

Lisa was gripped by an urge to touch it, hold it and jerk it off. She could hear her own heavy breathing, and she realized how aroused she was. Her pussy felt like a furnace, as it throbbed and soaked her panties. One touch of her clit was sure to give her an explosive orgasm, she had no doubt about that. Clive calling her name snapped her back to reality, as she shook her head to break the spell. She quickly left the room in a daze. 10 minutes later, she was in the bathroom masturbating. She brought herself off twice in no time.

The next day, she visited Rhonda in the afternoon. She couldn't wait to tell her what had happened. Rhonda was almost salivating as she listened to Lisa's description of Kyle's huge cock. She seemed to be deep in thought, before she finally said,

"I can't believe you didn't take a picture, Lisa. You've gotta get me a pic of that monster cock...I have to see it."

Lisa was somewhat taken aback by Rhonda's forceful request.

She was at Rhonda's for over 2 hours, and the entire conversation was centered on Kyle. Lisa was surprised at Rhonda's over zealous enthusiasm. She felt the same, but at least she'd seen Kyle's cock. Rhonda sounded like some kind of sex addict as she fired questions at Lisa, eager for every detail about Kyle's cock. Lisa had often heard Rhonda talking excitedly about big cocks. She thought it was just talk. But now, she realized Rhonda was deadly serious.

Since then, Lisa had tried to get a pic of Kyle's cock, but, the best she could do was snapping a close up of his tight Speedos as he came out of the pool. It was enough to highlight the long shape of the cock under the thin material. It didn't completely satisfy Rhonda's insatiable curiosity, but it did keep her quiet for a while. When Lisa left her, Rhonda was examining the picture from every angle. She'd uploaded it to her laptop, and was zooming in on the image.

A few days later, Rhonda visited Lisa's house. It was on that day that Lisa realized there was a problem she couldn't tolerate. Rhonda was blatantly flirting with Kyle in front of her. Later, Lisa had to confront her, and told her that her stepson was off limits for now. It almost ended in an argument, but Rhonda eventually backed down. She left in a huff, unable to understand Lisa's sudden change of mind. It seemed like she was pretending to be his mother again.

Lisa didn't tell Rhonda the truth about her change of heart. She told herself she couldn't let Rhonda take advantage of her stepson. But, the real reason was that she didn't want Rhonda to have him first, and then brag about it in detail to her. She'd always thought it was all harmless flirting on her part. But, with Rhonda's aggressive interest, Lisa realized that she wanted Kyle first. It wasn't harmless flirting, it wasn't a line she couldn't cross, and she wanted it to happen.

A week later, Lisa and Rhonda made up, after Lisa came clean about her true motives for putting her foot down. Rhonda wasn't exactly happy about it. She could've easily got Kyle into her bed and sampled his big cock. Lisa wanted to sample it first, and Rhonda could understand that. But, after she'd achieved that objective, Rhonda wanted a crack at him, herself. Lisa was still pretending she couldn't cheat on Clive, but Rhonda knew that was a facade.

Lisa had just showered after her aerobics workout at home. She dried her hair, put on her panties and a robe, then went downstairs. Kyle was out somewhere, and Tim was in his room. She made one of her healthy supplement drinks, and went to the living room. She switched on the tv and found The Fashion channel as she sipped her drink. Tim suddenly appeared, walking into the room in a t shirt and shorts. He sat in an armchair and slyly checked out his stepmom.

Lisa's small robe only reached her upper thighs, and was being pushed open by her big breasts. Tim watched her heeled slipper rocking back and forth sexily, like a pendulum. His dick was already hardening.

"My legs and feet are aching after my workout. It's definitely worth it, though," Said Lisa, stretching out a long and toned leg.

"Your legs are beautiful, mom," Blurted Tim, before quickly adding,

"Do you want a foot massage?"

Lisa looked at his expectant face and replied,

"Sure, Timmy, that's just what I need."

He hated the name, Timmy, except when Lisa said it. He quickly got a small towel, then knelt down by her feet. He placed the towel over his thighs, then rested her feet on it, as he began massaging them. He squeezed and kneaded each foot as she sighed quietly. Knowing he was giving her pleasure made his dick throb and jump.

Tim looked up along her long, shapely legs and trembled. He could see her panties as her thighs parted slightly. He wanted to bury his face there and eat her pussy. He moved his hands upwards, massaging her calves. Lisa's foot pushed down into his crotch, rubbing against his dick. Tim took in a sharp intake of breath as his dick became rock hard. Lisa was lying back watching him closely.

"That's sooo relaxing, Timmy," She said, as she closed her eyes.

Her foot continued to rub his dick as Tim moaned silently. When Lisa's eyes didn't open, he pushed his shorts up, freeing his dick. He stared in amazement as her foot slid along his bare shaft. He stroked both of her feet together as he pumped his dick against her toes. He knew he couldn't last much longer, as his dick throbbed constantly. He grabbed the towel as his dick twitched and ejaculated, spitting cum onto the towel. He squealed through gritted teeth as Lisa opened her eyes.

Tim quickly pulled his shorts over his spent dick and folded the cum covered towel. Lisa put her feet on the floor and cheerfully said,

"That was one hell of a foot job, Timmy. Looks like we both enjoyed it. Now, how about giving my feet a little kiss goodnight?"

Tim looked at her, and then at her feet, before slowly nodding. He got on all fours as he began kissing each foot in turn. He licked between her toes and even sucked them as he moaned in excitement.

Lisa finally pulled her feet away and stood up, as she said,

"That's enough excitement for you, Timmy. We don't need any more accidents. I'm the one who has to wash the cum out of your boxers, socks and bedsheets. And I guess you glued that towel together, too, huh? Timmy, I don't know if you're coming or going, or going to cum." Tim looked down, sheepishly. His face burned with embarrassment, as Lisa gave him a peck on the cheek and left the room.

On Thursday morning, Lisa spoke to Clive on the phone for 25 minutes. She teased him with a fictional story about how one of his younger colleagues had bumped into her at the shopping mall and tried to hit on her. He persuaded her to go for a ride in his car, where she'd tried to fend off his advances. But, he was extremely attractive, and she ended up giving him a blowjob. Clive got off on such stories, as long as they remained fictitious fantasy.

Afterwards, Lisa decided to sunbathe by the pool. Unusually, Kyle and Tim were both in the house. They both had the morning off, and she decided to make the most of it. She put on one of her skimpiest thong bikinis and went downstairs with a towel, lotion and sunglasses propped on top of her head. She made herself a drink, and then headed out into the garden. She got comfortable on a lounger, and pushed her sunglasses over her eyes.

Within 10 minutes, she detected movement in 2 of the upstairs windows that overlooked the garden. One of them was Tim's room, and the other was one of the spare bedrooms where Lisa often did her aerobics and yoga workouts. She decided to take a walk around the pool, showcasing her assets from all sides. She walked slowly in her heeled sandals, thrusting out her chest, her big breasts barely covered. Lisa's cup size was a DD, but, even that was a tight fit for her huge tits.

Tim stared in awe at his stepmom. She was gorgeous, and her body was unbelievable. The word that always came to mind was, stacked. It almost seemed like a teenager had put together the perfect woman. Huge tits, flat stomach, big, round ass and long, fit legs. Even her pussy was completely shaven. On top of all that, her personality exuded a sexual allure. She didn't need any kind of enhancement, she was flawless. Tim stroked his dick as he watched his idea of perfection.

Kyle was also stroking himself off. Although, the cock in his hand was much, much bigger. His opinion of his stepmom was pretty much the same as his brother. He watched her walking around the pool in her high cut, thong bikini bottoms and top which only covered her nipples. The amount of titflesh showing would've got her arrested if she stepped outside. She reached the lounger, and sat down. She picked up the sunblock lotion and smiled, as the show was about to begin.

Lisa began by applying the lotion to her legs, running her hands in circles as she worked her way up. She glanced up at the windows and saw Tim's face practically up against the glass. She stood up and turned away from the house as she rubbed the lotion all over her ass. Then, she bent forward and ran her hands up and down the back of her legs. She stayed in that position for a while, before straightening up. She adjusted her thong, before bending over again.

"Oh, my God!" Murmured Tim as he looked through the mini binoculars. He focused on Lisa's ass, as she squeezed her round asscheeks. When she bent over, he could see that her bikini bottoms had wedged in her pussy. The blue fabric was now half a centimeter wide, as it ran along her pink slit. Tim moaned out loud as his dick began twitching. As Lisa stood up, she started working the lotion over her stomach. Tim groaned as he came, and collapsed onto his knees.

Lisa got back on the lounger, and did her arms and shoulders. She laid down again and squeezed out a generous amount of lotion. She applied it under her neck, slowly moving down to her bust. Her hands began massaging her exposed titflesh, pushing her big breasts together and caressing them. Her fingers slipped under the small triangles of her top, as she openly played with her hard nipples. Her eyes were fixed on the windows as she held up her huge jugs.

To Kyle, it appeared his stepmom was holding her big tits up to him. His lust warped brain told him she was offering them to him. She had to know he was watching, and that little pervert, Tim, too. His cock throbbed in his hand as he slowed his strokes. He would've sacrificed a few fingers to fuck her. She'd been the object of his desires since his adolescence. He knew Clive wasn't his real father, and in his mind, it would be an acceptable betrayal. He grunted as he neared orgasm.

Lisa saw Tim's face reappear, and assumed he was onto his second erection. It looked like he had a pair of binoculars, as his body swayed. She looked at the other window as she squeezed her tits together. She couldn't see Kyle clearly, just a dark figure. Then, a line of white liquid streaked across the glass. It was about 2ft in length, as it spread and ran down the glass. Lisa's body spasmed when she realized it was cum. Juices trickled from her pussy, running down her ass.