She couldn't get over the belief that something was going on. The notion was so strong that she had resisted her husband's sexual overtures, and she always looked forward to their nightly sex at bedtime. He had since given up and fallen asleep, so here she was awake, perplexed, and horny.
Rose sat up, but really didn't know why. And then, she heard a thump. A quick glance at her husband showed that he didn't awaken or move. Easing quietly out of bed, she stepped softly to the door to their bedroom. Glancing down the hallway, she was surprised to see dim light coming from under the door to her stepson's room. She wondered why he would still be up. Or had he fallen asleep with the light on? Wide awake, she proceeded to investigate.
The lights were out in her daughter, Kelly's, room as she passed. As she got closer to Eric's room, she thought she heard moaning. It occurred to Rose that her stepson could be masturbating. She knew he did that having occasionally discovered cum-stained tissues in his trash can and dried yellow spots on his bed sheets. She'd have to open his door quietly and carefully so if he
were
still awake she wouldn't get caught. She didn't want to embarrass him either.
Rose halted at Eric's door. She'd only been married to his father for a short time and her relationship with her stepson hadn't really been that good. She figured he resented his dad marrying her, and then her coming in with a daughter, as well. But she knew the eighteen-year-old watched her, liked her body. She'd caught him staring a few times. But it was Kelly he hadn't gotten along with. They constantly fought. That is, until today. Suddenly, they were getting along very well. In the space of one day.
And that's why she thought something was going on.
Rose took a deep breath, considering whether she really wanted to peek. If caught, this could irreparably affect her relationship with her stepson. Then she heard another moan, but it was too high-pitched to be—
She pushed the door open a half-inch and tried to stand in such a way that she could see in and not be seen. And then, she saw more than she wanted to.
The reason Kelly and Eric were getting along so well was because they were in his bed together fucking like rabbits. Rose resisted an urge to burst in and stop them because she thought it was the parental thing to do. As she continued to watch, her mind raced through other options of what to do.
And then, both teens stifled moans as Kelly came hard and Eric pulled his cock out and shot large amounts of cream on her daughter's pussy and abdomen. His dick glistened with the mixture of Kelly's juices and his cum, but more than that, it was
huge,
certainly bigger than his dad's, her husband's. She caught herself from gasping aloud.
Rose quickly and quietly closed the door. She was frozen and could no longer focus on what she had seen the teenagers doing, nor what she should do about it. All her mind's eye could visualize was that shiny large dick. It was magnificent. Her hand instantly attacked her pussy. She was desperate to see that monster again, but she resisted the urge to open the door once more.
Then she heard Kelly say she'd see Eric tomorrow. She was probably returning to her room. Rose knew she had to make herself scarce, so she darted back to the master bedroom. Returning to her bed, her husband, Bernard, was still sleeping, lightly snoring. She considered waking him and demanding he fuck her silly. Sure, he satisfied her, but it wasn't
his
cock she wanted. Her hand returned to her pussy, and she diddled herself to an orgasm that provided only minor relief and little satisfaction. She finally fell asleep still thinking only of her stepson's amazing cock.
* * *
Rose's sudden obsession with her stepson's cock continued in the morning to the extent that she concocted a scheme when Kelly appeared in the kitchen in the morning.
"Morning, mom."
"Morning, Kelly. What are you doing today?"
With a heavy sigh, Kelly portrayed the day as another one of boredom though she really had a day of fucking Eric planned. "I guess another miserable day stuck home."
"Well, look. I've thought about it," Rose said, trying to sound genuine. "Perhaps I was a little harsh yesterday. I guess there's no harm in you going down to Angela's and hanging out for a while. Particularly since you did such a great job house cleaning. As long as you social distance and wear a mask."
"Oh." That caught Kelly off guard. "Are you sure?" As much of a fuss as she had made yesterday over not being able to go, she didn't want to make it sound like she didn't want to go now. Besides, Eric was still sleeping and probably would be for a while. With all their
activity
yesterday, he was really worn out when she left his room last night.
"Yes. Go ahead."
Kelly grabbed a cereal bar from the pantry and poured a glass of milk.
Rose continued to flit around the kitchen, hoping her daughter would hurry up and leave.
"You're not going to work?" Kelly asked.
"Later." Then Rose deviously thought to add, "They allowed me to do some work from home, so I'll be here for a little while."
"Oh, well, that's nice." Kelly tried to make it sound like she was happy for her mother, but under her breath, she cursed. She knew she'd be able to see her mother's car in the driveway from Angela's house, so she should probably keep up appearances for now, and head back when the woman left. "I guess if f Eric wakes up before you leave, let him know where I am."
"Will do," Rose said, pretending to root through her briefcase.
Finally, Kelly left. Rose rushed to watch through the blinds as her daughter walked down the street. She waited several agonizingly long minutes to make certain her daughter didn't come right back. Satisfied that she wasn't, Rose rushed back to her bedroom and slipped off her dress. She'd worn her sexiest bra and panties.
At Eric's door, Rose opened it slowly. She could see that her stepson was still sleeping, so she eased in. Quietly, she pulled his covers down, her wish having come true in that he had slept naked and he was sporting his morning wood. Kneeling beside his bed, she gently lifted his hard cock and let it slide between her lips. Tenderly, she took most of it into her mouth coating it heavily with her saliva before taking it all the way down her throat.
"Jeez, Kelly, you're insatiable," Eric grumbled before opening his eyes.
"Guess again," Rose whispered sensually, and then swallowed him again.
Eric's eyes snapped open, and when he saw his cock disappear down his stepmother's throat, he was horrified. But that feeling didn't last too long because she was too fucking good. "Mom—
Rose
—what are you
doing?"
Looking up, Rose said, "Seriously? What do you think?"
"I
mean, why
are you doing that?"
"I thought you might want to try a
real
woman instead of a girl."
"Instead of a
girl.
What does
that
mean?"
"I'm sure Kelly doesn't have
near
the experience
I
have."
"Kelly?"
"I know about the two of you."
Eric wondered for a minute if she could just be bluffing. Maybe she had a suspicion and was trying to get him to admit it. But as his cock slipped back all the way down his stepmother's throat, he really couldn't concentrate on anything else.
"You can admit it or not," Rose added. "Doesn't really matter."
"So, w-what are you g-going to do?"
"I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked." Then she slurped both of his balls in her mouth at the same time, sucking on them.
That took his breath away, but he had the presence of mind to ask,
"Why?"
"Because your cock is bigger than your dad's and I want to feel it inside of me," she explained going back to deep-throating him.
Eric smiled proudly without her seeing. He'd had some misgivings about his dad marrying Rose. He'd been resistant, even going so far as to be difficult. Just as with Kelly, they'd argued and disagreed, but Rose was his father's wife, so he had shown her some respect. But unlike his stepsister, he'd
noticed
his stepmother. How could he not? She was gorgeous and had a body to go along. Kelly had asked him yesterday morning when she'd caught him jerking off what he used to arouse himself, but he hadn't told her it was her hot mother that he always thought of. Of course, he never imagined in his horniest dreams that he would ever get to fuck her. And it was one opportunity he didn't think he wanted to pass up.
However, he did suddenly have one concern. "Where
is
Kelly?"
"I let her go to Angela's."
"So, this was pre-meditated," Eric surmised.
"Maybe."
Rose stood, removed her panties, the crotch of which should have been moist from her leaking pussy, and dropped them on his face. She then crawled onto the bed and mounted her stepson cowgirl. His cock was so well coated with her saliva that he slid right in all the way until she was sitting on his balls.
"Ohhhhh-aaaahhhh!" he moaned. If he'd thought having his dick inside of his stepsister's pussy had been heaven, his step
mother's
was
divine
. He'd also never understood what sniffing a woman's underwear did, so he'd never done it. But with hers now covering his nostrils, he suddenly felt lightheaded. And that was all as her snatch completely devoured him. He felt as though he should do something, but he was also powerless to do any more than just lay there and let her fuck him. It felt as though her vaginal muscles were massaging his dick. He'd never felt anything like it before.
Looking up, Eric watched her boobs dance in her bra, so he decided to free them. He reached around and unclasped the hooks. She shook her breasts and her bra fell on his face. He tossed it aside.
"You like me fucking you?" Rose asked.
When he opened his mouth to say yes, part of her panties slipped between his teeth, so she quickly stuffed in as much of the nylon as she could. His eyes widened, until he realized how kinky this was. Then he grinned—as best he could.
"Then you're going to love this." Rose eased off him, lifted his legs and pushed them back. She guided his cock back into her pussy. "This is called the Amazon position. Now, I'm
really
fucking you."
Eric had seen this position in porno films. He loved watching it and he loved her doing it to him. Reaching up, he fondled her tits, which were much bigger than her daughter's. They were firm, yet so soft. He was glad he'd come so many times yesterday, otherwise he would have probably blown a nut by now. Although, as good as his stepmother was, he might not be able to hold out for long.
"Rose?" he whispered.
"I'm back to being Rose?"
He shrugged. "I don't know. It seems weird to call you mom while we're doing this."
She giggled. "So, you have a moral issue with fucking your mom?"