Prologue
In chapter 1 we met Elliot, the eighteen-year-old stepson of his father's second wife. After his stepmom left his father, Elliot was deprived of the normal sexual experiences of a maturing male. Re-united with his stepmom years later the naΓ―ve Elliot began his sexual journey.
In chapter 2 Elliot continues to deepen his sexual experiences with his stepmom's help. However, news that his cousin Tammy is coming to stay accelerates mom's sexual supervision of Elliot. Tammy is sexual dynamite, and she threatens to upset mom's careful plans to gradually integrate Elliot into the wider sexual world.
All characters in this story are eighteen years or older.
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The next morning, I awoke early. I felt great, almost renewed; the past really was behind me and the future looked bright. I was glowing with the expectation of a fulfilling future. Between my legs my cock was already hard, poking upright tenting the duvet. Last night I had fucked mom. I had actually fucked mom and it was so good; and mom had loved it too. I resisted the temptation to start jerking and slid out of bed. I could hear noises in the kitchen.
I quickly pulled on shorts and a tee-shirt, left the bedroom, crossed the corridor, and went into the kitchen. Mom was in her housecoat; she hadn't been up long. She was leaning over the sink rinsing a mug, the kitchen smelt of coffee.
''Hi Mom.''
''Oh, Hi Elliot, I didn't think you'd be up yet. I'll get you some coffee.'' Just another morning at home. Mom was the way she always was first thing in the morning. Cheerful and busy.
I really wanted to fuck mom again. To think that gorgeous pussy was hiding beneath her pale blue housecoat just a few inches away. If I moved forward, I could reach inside and touch it, but I hesitated. She was my mom. I couldn't just reach out and grasp that hairy joy so I just stood there feeling awkward.
''Sit down Elliot. We need to talk.''
The ''need to talk'' alarmed me,
Mom placed a cup of coffee in front of me and sat down.
''Now last night was great and I enjoyed it immensely.''
I felt myself blush. I looked down at the tabletop to hide my embarrassment.
''Now don't get all shy. The two of us shared a lot of pleasure last night, but you must remember that you are my stepson.''
I quickly looked up.
''Don't look so worried. I am not saying we can't make love again, because we can; but we need to look at the bigger picture. We need to think about how we go forward.''
''What do you mean 'go forward'?''
''I mean you need to meet a girl in your own age group, and you need to develop a relationship with her.''
''But mom, I love you.''
''And I love you too and I will always be there for you, but you have to think about a normal future.''
''I am happy with the way we are.''
''You say that now, but in the long term you will want a girlfriend your own age.''
I paused and looked away out of the window. It was going to be a sunny day; warm weather had arrived. I looked back at mom.
''Do we have to talk about this now mom? You're probably right, but I really don't want to talk about the future when last night is so much on my mind.''
Mom looked me in the eye but said nothing.
''Mom, can we do it again now.'' I stood up and yanked my shorts down exposing my hardening cock,'' You can see I'm ready.''
Mom sighed, ''Elliot, you need to put that away, we can't. We had a great time last night, but we can't be making love all day long.''
''Oh Mom....''
''Elliot, I can't anyway. I really enjoyed last night but now I'm very sore. Your cock is much bigger than I am used to.''
I pulled my shorts up over my cock. I thought that last night meant a future of daily fucking, not something reserved for special occasions. Mom could see my disappointment. I knew she hated upsetting me, but for my long term good she would do anything.
''I understand mom. I know you want the best for me.''
Mom's face broke into a smile, and she turned on her chair to face me.
''Come here darling. I know you're a good boy.''
I moved towards her. The next moment mom pulled down my shorts opened her mouth and my cock popped in. Mom's lips closed around it and bit by bit her suction drew it further inside. Then she began to bob her head backwards and forwards sliding her lips up and down.
The sensation was intense. Hot, warm, and very wet. Different from the grip of mom's pussy but just as exquisite. Then mom pulled her head right back and released my quivering cock. It twitched alone for a moment before she went to work with her tongue. Encircling and licking the glans and teasing the tiny hole on top with the tip of her tongue.
Then it was back to sucking and with each suck more of my cock disappeared into mom's mouth. With one hand mom gently gripped my balls, occasionally squeezing them, occasionally tickling them. It was all too much. I couldn't stop myself. Whoosh! I was cumming, shooting hot jets of sperm into mom's mouth. She tried to suck and swallow at the same time, but there was just too much cum. Soon it was trickling out of the edges of her mouth and down her chin.
I was shaking and gasping as the last of my cum was sucked from my cock. Mom only released my trembling organ when I was completely drained dry. Then she wiped her mouth with her hand and still dribbling cum said, ''Elliot I need the bathroom.''
Mom returned a few minutes later, freshened up and smiling.
''My goodness, I'd forgotten how much you young guys can cum. I wasn't ready for so much.''
I smiled at mom.
''Now go and shower and get dressed. I have things to do today, and I may need your help.''
*****
The following week was pretty much like any other except I fucked mom on Tuesday and Thursday nights. Mom said that two nights a week should be enough until I found a girlfriend. The weekends were out as mom kept those for John her longstanding partner.
When I met John on Friday, he seemed normal and unconcerned that I was fucking mom. He certainly gave it to her hard over the weekend. Mom's bed was knocking so much I thought it would collapse. Maybe my relationship with mom was doing them some good too.
After supper on Monday mom told me about a girl she had in mind. She was called Emma who worked in the office next to mom's.
Mom thought she would be just right for me. She was eighteen and had just broken up from a long-term relationship. Emma was an intelligent quiet girl, and pretty too. Mom had talked about me with her, and Emma seemed interested. So, mom was going to invite her round. What did I think?
At that time all I could think about was fucking mom again, but I owed it to her to say something she wanted to hear. So, I said that I was happy to meet Emma. None of us knew then that events would spoil mom's carefully made plans.
It was the following Thursday that it all came out. It was my usual Thursday night fucking session with mom. I had sensed something wasn't right while mom was taking her clothes off. She normally took her time, carefully folding each item, placing them on the chair in the corner of the bedroom. This night was different, she pulled her clothes off so fast I thought they would rip, and she let them fall anywhere on the floor.
Naked she threw herself onto the bed, opened her legs wide and said, ''Give it to me hard Eliot, I need it hard tonight.'' No preliminaries. No kissing. No sucking. So, I just stuck my cock straight in and went to work. Mom was desperate for cock. She grasped my ass cheeks and pulled me close. I didn't hold back. If mom wanted it hard and deep, she would get it. I would see to that.
I pounded her hard...in out...in out...in out.....It didn't take long before Mom started to tremble beneath me, legs quivering and cunt muscles tightening. In out...in out...Mom started to murmur, then she shouted out, ''Fuck me deeper...........crush my cunt......ah......ah..'' She began to shake, her whole body jerking and bucking. I kept going as hard as I could...in out....in out...it was tough on me. I loved fucking mom, but I couldn't keep going at this rate. I started to pant, gasping for breath. Then I inhaled deeply and really went at it, it was going to be a sprint finish.