Stepmom Hilda's New Lover

"Please wear something nice and clean. Something proper for a young gentleman like yourself."

Hilda was a bit stressed to look her best when we visited the Johnson's, Mike and Susan. She just passed the guestroom were I was sitting at the desk, looking at my laptop. I was browsing for a used car to get around without having to borrow my parents car all the time during summer. Hilda had stuck her head in the door and made sure I had the right priorities when I getting dressed. I only had underwear on, something that would have made me close the door only a few days earlier. Having shared so much with my parents already, being naked in front of them wasn't weird anymore.

Dad passed by the door as well, already dressed and ready to go.

"Are you ready to go in ten?" he asked.

"Yeah, no worries," I replied.

"If only Hilda was as well," he mumbled as he disappeared out of sight.

Thirty minutes later, we were in the car on our way to the Johnson's. They lived in a bigger house, but on a much smaller property than my parents. And with no body of water nearby, unlike my parents house with the big lake a stone's throw away. The Johnson's gravel driveway made a large circle around a small fountain and we parked halfway around the circle, right at the front door.

Dad shut the car off and turned to Hilda in the passenger seat.

"Remember the plan, I'll take care of Mike while you focus on Susan."

"Just do your part," Hilda chuckled. "If you breathe over my shoulder the whole evening, you're gonna put Susan off. I'll handle it, don't worry."

"And you," dad turned to me in the backseat where I'd seen Hilda on her knees sucking his cock, "just follow our lead. I'm not sure it's a good idea that you came along."

"It's an excellent idea," Hilda defended my presence. "Mike won't suspect any shenanigans while he's around, will he?"

"I guess you're right," dad nodded.

"Aren't I always?"

I jumped out of the car and hurried to open the door for my stepmom. She had a very sexy, black evening dress that only covered half her well-toned thighs. The cleavage was modest, but the fabric clinged to her tits in a very enticing way and if you looked close, you'd notice she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. I bet that if she got a bit horny or cold, and her nipples got hard, you'd see it very clearly. She had just the perfect amount of make up on, accentuating the best of her facial features. She looked stunning.

"Stop staring," Hilda said softly as she passed me.

Her scent was incredible. I found it hard to focus for a moment, watching her ass as she walked up the steps to the front door in her black pumps.

Dad and I joined Hilda at the door before she rang the bell. Mike opened a moment later and welcomed us in with a big smile. He happily accepted the ridiculously expensive whisky that dad brought him as a present. And as a trap to get him out of the way.

Susan joined us in the big hallway and gave us each a hug, just as Mike had done. I noticed Hilda pressing her body against Susan and holding her tight for just a moment longer than what would be expected. I think Susan noticed, but Mike was already showing my dad to the dining room. Susan was a brunette, a bit shorter than mom and with a little more softness around the edges. She was wearing a white blouse and long, flowing summer skirt. Her shoes seemed more adapted for comfort than style, but fitted the rest of her outfit nicely. Both she and Mike were the same age as my dad, about ten years older than Hilda. I thought Susan was very sexy, although not in the same league as Hilda.

We all got together in the dining room were Susan served appetizers and Mike uncorked the whisky before we would sit down for dinner.

"Are you only back for the summer, Nick?" Susan asked and handed me a small delicacy that I couldn't even guess what it was.

"Yeah, I'm just relaxing and helping mom and dad with the garden and what not," I replied.

"There's a whole lot of what not that needs doing," Hilda chimed in and winked at me when Susan looked away.

"We could use some help here too. My garden needs a lot of work and Mike isn't helping at all." Susan gave her husband a disappointed look.

Mike laughed it off and raised his glass with my dad. "I just won ten grand off this bozo. I think that's worth something, even if I'm not on my hands and knees in the dirt."

"Fair and square," dad nodded, seemingly accepting the defeat and letting Mike rub it in.

I instantly disliked Mike. I hadn't seen him in little over a year, but I knew he and Susan were long-term friends of my parents. Was he always like this and I hadn't noticed, or had he turned into an asshole recently, I wondered. I tried the weird appetizer and was pleasantly surprised.

"I also cooked for us tonight," Mike said proudly when he noticed me smiling, enjoying the exquisite taste.

Maybe he had some good sides, I concluded. The food was excellent. When we sat to enjoy the rest of the menu he had prepared, my hard feelings for him softened. He was a great cook.

Dad sat next to Mike, and I sat at the short end of the table. We had grabbed the chairs almost in sync, leaving two chairs for Hilda and Susan to sit next to each other. Hilda was listening to Susan, smiling at her anecdotes and supporting her ideas. I noticed Hilda touch Susan as often as she could, without being weird, as part of her body language. Dad, on the other hand, raised his glass with Mike time and time again, playing the good loser and letting Mike bask in the glory of his victorious bet on the golf course.

Dinner went by faster than I expected. Even though anyone hardly talked to me directly, I had a great time enjoying the food and analyzing how mom and dad executed on their plan to bed Susan. When Susan got up to clear the table, I immediately offered to do it and let them just enjoy the evening. Hilda looked at me with great pride and Susan happily accepted.

"Such a well-mannered young man you've got here," she said. "Is he always like this?"

"Oh, I don't know," Hilda smiled. "He can be a bit... hard sometimes."

Susan didn't catch on the innuendo, clearly not thinking Hilda had my youthful dick in mind. Susan looked me up and down as I stood up. I had a tight fit shirt and fancy pants on.

"I bet," she mumbled to herself before taking a sip of wine, unknowingly making the same innuendo as Hilda.

Hilda raised an eyebrow at me while I passed behind Susan, and I gave her a smile and a nod. We were right on track with Susan.

I started clearing the table and did the dishes while they kept drinking and chatting. Mike stood up, slightly off balance, and offered dad to show him his grand collection of old Colt firearms. Dad had never been interested in firearms at all, but he happily agreed and brought the whisky bottle as they left the room.

I was in and out between the dining room and the kitchen, clearing the table and doing the dishes. Hilda and Susan talked with hushed voices and they stopped talking altogether when I got too close. I couldn't hear what they talked about, but I could tell that Susan was a little upset and mom was comforting her.

Just as I had finished and left the kitchen for the last time, I found the dining room completely empty. I heard Mike and dad laughing and talking loudly from the basement staircase, but there was nothing to hint where Susan and mom went. I slowly and quietly took a stroll through the house, eager to find them.

It took me a while. They were out on the patio watching the sunset. The sky was a fiery orange and red, and the summer's evening breeze played with Susan's skirt. Hilda stood close to Susan, with her arm around Susan's waist. Nothing weird, nothing sexual. But then she used her free hand to gently turn Susan's face to her own and leaned in to kiss her. Susan didn't hesitate, she kissed Hilda back like it was a moment she had been longing for.

I stood in the living room, watching them, feeling my boner grow. Hilda had really pulled it off, I thought, as I watched her make out with Susan. They turned their bodies to each other and embraced, not letting their lips part for even a moment. I decided to go check on Mike and dad, making sure Mike wouldn't pop up at an inopportune moment. I hurried down to the cellar and found not only Mike, but dad too, snoring in two big reclining chairs with the empty whisky bottle on a table between them. Huh, I thought and left them there to go back up.

I bumped into Hilda in the hallway.

"Susan's in the bathroom," she whispered. "Where are the guys?"

"Happily snoring in big, comfy chairs downstairs," I replied with a shake of my shoulders.

Hilda thought about what to do for a second. She spoke quickly and quietly. "Susan was really looking forward to a threesome with me and John. I guess you could replace him, but I don't know how that would work. It might be a bit of a stretch for her to accept that you and I are sexual partners too."

"Blindfold?" I tried, remembering the first time I saw Hilda and dad fuck, with her tied up and blindfolded.

Hilda thought about it for a moment, smiled and nodded. "That might work. But you should know, she has some expectations since I've shared a lot about my sex life. I've told her that John is quite dominant and knows what he wants. Are you sure you're up for it?"

"I'll do my best," I nodded, suddenly very nervous about the whole thing.

"Don't worry, I'll guide you through it. Just remember: use, not abuse."

I nodded, imprinting those words into my mind.

"It'll be fun!"

She gave my cock a squeeze and told me to wait for her text before joining them in the bedroom upstairs. Her nipples did clearly show through her dress when she was excited, just like I had predicted. I gently graced them both with my palms, making her bite her lower lip and give me a very sexy look.

We parted and I went to have a seat in the living room and put the TV on. A couple of minutes later, Hilda and Susan appeared in the doorway.

"Susan's just gonna show me a couple of new dresses she bought last month on their vacay in France," Hilda said, and I noticed Susan trying to hide a giggle.

"Sure," I replied, trying to sound uninterested. "I hope it's okay if I watch the game here," I asked Susan. "Mike and dad are still in the basement, and I think Mike be sleeping. I think I heard him snoring."

"Of course," Susan replied with a big smile, realizing that the coast was clear for her to hook up with mom and dad. "And feel free to help yourself to anything in the fridge."

They disappeared upstairs and I sat back for a moment, imagining how the night might progress. I had seen dad dominate Hilda through the keyhole. It was a big turn on and I thought it would be fun to try. Use, not abuse, I repeated to myself.

I flipped through the channels until I found some sports. I turned the TV up a little, hoping that it would be heard by the women upstairs but not wake up the men downstairs. I sat for about fifteen minutes, staring at my phone and ignoring the TV. My dick had hardened with anticipation, but I didn't dare touch myself. I wanted to last until the ladies were satisfied.

Ping!

"Come up, we're ready for you. Keep quiet, don't say a word."

I read Hilda's text a couple of times, making sure it was real and that this was really happening. I don't remember walking upstairs, but I remember standing outside the closed bedroom door, taking a deep breath.

Ping!

"Just get in here, take your clothes off and watch until you're ready to join."

Hilda must have heard me come upstairs and stop outside the door. I held my breath and opened the door.

The bedroom was a lot larger than I expected. And darker. Only lit by the bedside lamps, it took me moment to adjust my eyes from the brightly lit hallway. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. The large bed to my right was empty, and for a moment, I thought I was in the wrong room. Then Hilda's moan turned me to look to the left, where she was sitting naked on the couch, leaning back. Her legs were spread wide and Susan, also naked, was on her hands and knees between them, pleasuring Hilda with her mouth.

Hilda put her phone away and motioned for me to stay quiet and come closer. I took a few steps closer while staring at Susan's juicy ass. I noticed she was wearing a blindfold, and as long as I remained quiet, she would probably not be able to tell me apart from my dad. Hilda kept her eyes on me, and motioned for me to undress, making her fingers unbutton imaginary buttons between her tits. I quickly shed my clothes.

"Oh, hi honey," Hilda said, making Susan think John had entered the room. "Care to join us?"

Hilda held Susan's head firmly in place between her legs, in case she considered having a sneak peak. I grunted positively, affirming my presence to Susan without disclosing my true identity. Hilda motioned for me to grab Susan's ass. I got behind Susan and slid my hand over her ass, grabbing it and letting go repeatedly. Susan moaned into Hilda, who gave me a thumbs up with her free hand. I gained confidence and started massaging Susan's fleshy butt with both hands.

I looked up at Hilda, who seemed very hot and horny. She made a blowjob motion and pointed to Susan, suggesting I let her give me a blowjob. Hilda also patted the couch next to her, suggesting that I sit down. I let go of Susan's ass and had a seat next to Hilda. She had a tight hold on Susan's hair and used that to pull her away from the pussy-licking. Susan's lips and chin were covered in Hilda's juices and she licked her lips to taste some more. Hilda got up and pulled Susan gently over to me, moving her in between my legs.

Without her eyesight, Susan bumped into my ball sack with her nose. She giggled and stuck her tongue out for a taste test. Hilda reached for my hand and replaced it with hers in Susan's hair. I got the idea and used my hands to form a ponytail that I could hold tight in my fist.

"Yesss," Susan hissed and I relaxed a bit.

Things seemed to go really well, I thought. Let's see how far I can take this. I used my free hand to grab my cock and jerk it while I steered Susan's lips and tongue around my balls.

"Have you got any hair bands?" Hilda asked Susan softly.

"Bathroom, top drawer," Susan quickly replied.

That would be a good idea, I thought. It would free up my hands to play with Susan's tits. Hilda hurried away to get the hair bands. I slid Susan's lips up along the underside of my hard shaft until she reached the very tip, then I slid my cock around her mouth for a moment. She opened her mouth, trying to suck me inside it. I didn't let her. Instead I teased her some more, pulling her down to my balls again.

Hilda returned and with deft hands, she first tied up her own hair in a ponytail, and then she did the same with Susan's. I gave Hilda two thumbs up and she gave me a big smile. She then surprised me by pointing to herself and to Susan, and then to my dick while making a blowjob motion. She pushed my legs further apart and moved in close next to Susan, who was still happily sucking my balls. I nodded at Hilda, who slowly leaned in to place her lips on my sensitive tip. She did not, however, part her lips and slide them down my shaft, as I had hoped. Instead, she held that position and grabbed my hand to move it to her ponytail.

I got her message loud and clear. I grabbed her ponytail with my left hand, and I grabbed Susan's ponytail with my right. Now, I was in full control of two sets of lips, two tongues and two eager mouths for my own pleasure. I pushed Hilda's mouth down on my cock, and she happily moaned around me. The sensation of having one mouth on my cock and one on my balls at the same time was indescribably good.

After the most glorious start of a blowjob ever, I decided to let Susan have a go at my cock and used their ponytails to have them swap places. Susan seemed starved for cock. She almost inhaled my full length in one go, making me gasp loudly. Hilda looked up at me with my balls in her mouth, and I clamped my mouth shut, showing her I would stay quiet.

Susan didn't need my directions, even if I kept my hand holding her ponytail. She bobbed her head on my cock like a woman possessed. Hilda was a little more adventurous with her tongue, and slid it down to lick my asshole. I had to slow Susan down not to cum too quickly. I wanted this experience to last.

Susan moaned loudly around my cock and I noticed Hilda using one hand to play with Susan's tits. I let go of Hilda's ponytail, she knew what she was doing anyway, and grabbed Susan's other tit. It was bigger than Hilda's, and softer. I pinched her nipple and she gasped around me. She had to slide off me to catch her breath for a moment.

"This is so naughty," she giggled, one hand still jerking my cock.

She then used both hands to size me up, feeling the length and girth of my erect member. Hilda sat up and watched while Susan played with my cock. I suddenly got an idea from a porno I'd seen once, and I stood up, pushing them back on their heels. I grabbed both ponytails and let their mouths find the sides of my shaft. Hilda looked up at me and raised an eyebrow, but played along.

I slid my cock back and forth between their mouths. They got the idea and used their tongues along the sensitive underside to make it feel even better. On a whim, I slid back all the way and when my cock disappeared, their mouths met in a wet kiss. I held them together for a moment, before pushing my cock back in between them. They fondled each others tits while I used their mouths for my pleasure. We all seemed very happy with the situation.

I had never fucked Hilda's pussy, but I decided that this was Susan's night, and I wanted my first vaginal fuck with Hilda to be just between us. I shoved my cock into Hilda's mouth and pulled Susan up on her feet. I let go of her ponytail and grabbed her neck instead, making her kiss me deeply. She moaned into my mouth, reaching for my cock but finding the back of Hilda's head instead.

I pulled Hilda off me and moved Susan over to the couch, pushing her to sit down and lean back. Without hesitation, she also spread her legs and pulled them up, revealing a puffy, wet pussy with a small patch of hair above it. It was all the invitation I needed and I slid my stiff cock inside her with ease.

"Oh, shit! Oh, fuck!" Susan gasped when I entered her. "You're big!"

I grabbed her hips and started fucking her in a steady rhythm, very much to her liking. Hilda moved up beside me, watching me fuck her friend in pursuit of orgasm. I motioned for Hilda to sit on Susan's face and she immediately complied, positioning her feet on either side of Susan's head and crouching down to plant her pussy on Susan's lips. It seemed to please Susan as much as it did Hilda, and I increased the tempo of my hips a bit. I wanted to bring Susan to her first orgasm.

Susan's tits mesmerized me, bouncing back and forth with each thrust. I grabbed them with my hands and rolled her nipples between my fingers. Her muffled moans into Hilda's pussy told us she was about to cum. Hilda also moaned louder and louder, making me think she was close as well. When Hilda reached back with one hand to play with Susan's clit, the dam burst for Susan. She started bucking wildly on my cock, shaking and shivering while her orgasm washed over her. I kept going, bringing her what I hoped was a great, sexual experience.

Just as Susan started to relax, Hilda sat down hard on Susan's mouth and humped her tongue to trigger her own orgasm. Not as violent as Susan's, but still enough to make her shiver all over. I was still buried to the hilt in Susan, and just enjoyed her clenching pussy around my cock while I watched Hilda orgasm on her mouth.

Susan had to push Hilda off eventually, and gasped for air when Hilda leaned over the back rest of the couch, easing off Susan's face. To my great shock, Hilda had slid Susan's blindfold up to her forehead and if she opened her eyes, she would see that it wasn't John's dick in her, it was his son's. Hilda's stepson's. I froze for just a second, and that was it, she opened her eyes and blinked up at me. I was like a deer caught in headlights, frozen and unable to move or say anything. She slowly realized who I was.