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Another Stepmom story part 1


written by:
jwdoney

This story will be pure gasoline, sex and laughs as I take one of the most cliched situations and spin it like only I can. No confusion, angst or deep story, just a lusty stepmom seducing her husband's horny son. I have written several stepmom stories, but nothing like this, so sit back, grab what you need, and enjoy. Any similarities to anything I have written or posted previously are incidental and unintended.

Any people, places, names, products or events mentioned or inferred are done so without permission or endorsement. This is a work of fiction.

My name is Stephanie, I am 37 years old, 5' 10" with long brown hair, and am extremely fit. I am a personal trainer and married to my husband Steve who is a County Sheriff's deputy. We have been married five years, and I have no children because I can't, but Steve has a 19 year old son Brian from a previous marriage. Steve is 43, if that matters, but it doesn't to me. Just to get it out of the way, Steve is awesome in every way, treats me like an equal, a friend, and most certainly a lover. We have no issues, so when I tell you I'm in lust with his son, there's no sinister or deep reason why. It's simple, Brian is in amazing shape, has the perfect loving personality, and is hotter than the desert in the Summer. Brian has a girlfriend named Emily, a cute, petite, and pretty blonde who is sweet, adorable, and perfect. I like her, but it won't stop me from fucking my stepson... and soon. It built slowly over the last few months and I can remember the moment when I decided I would do whatever it took to make Brian mine.

It was back in May, a warm sunny day here in Tampa, and Brian was out back lifting weights while Emily laid out in the sun with me sipping drinks. Steve and I don't care if Brian and Emily drink, as long as they do it here and don't drive, The law is the law, and if anyone gets that, it's my husband the deputy and me, his wife. Regardless, we don't mind if the kids have a drink if they're smart and responsible. Anyways, Emily and I were laying out and we both were wearing as little as possible. If it wasn't for Brian, I would lay out naked. Truthfully, if it wasn't for Emily, I would lay out naked in hopes Brian would fuck me like I wish he would. So Brian was lifting weights shirtless and wearing nothing but a tight pair of grey shorts. He was sporting a serious erection and considering all the skin Emily and I were tanning, he should be hard. Emily sat up, sighed, then said "Babe, I'm going in to cool off for a few. You want anything?" Brian set his weights down and said "You". Emily smiled at me and muttered "Like that's a surprise". I smiled and said "Make good choices" but Emily smirked "Too late".

We laughed, then Emily went inside all blonde and perfect, but something happened. Brian stood there staring at me, not his perfect Barbie girlfriend. Okay then. I sat up, made sure my tiny bikini top barely covered my nipples, then asked Brian "Can you come over here for a second?" He said "Sure" and glanced away at his water bottle so I rubbed my nipples through the thin, tight material and got just the response I wanted from them. Hard and pressing nearly through my tiny top. Brian stood closer to me than I could have hoped and stared directly at my nearly bare breasts. I'm proud that my 34D chest is still firm and full, and apparently so was Brian. I moved slightly so that my chest was practically in Brian's reach and secretly wished he would touch me. I patted the chaise I was sitting on and like I hoped, Brian sat beside me. Really close beside me. His cock was tenting and stretching his shorts as I boldly touched his huge erection and said "That can't be comfortable". Brian blushed but didn't speak as I let my hand rest on his hard cock through his shorts for several seconds then whispered "Hurry up and adjust that before you put my eye out".

Brain shifted his cock and sat beside me blushing bright red as I smiled and asked "Are you and Emily being careful?" Brian swallowed and said nothing so I crowded him and practically purred "The last thing you need right now is to get her pregnant". Brian was sweating, and it wasn't just from the Florida sun. I stood, made sure to put as much of my nearly naked body in Brian's face as possible, then took his hand for him to stand. I glanced at the door and saw it was clear, so I pulled Brian against me for a hug and said "I know you're 19 and horny all the time" Brian tensed against me and his cock pressed against my crotch through my bikini as I continued "Sex is hot and fun and exciting, so just be careful and enjoy it". My plan worked because between Brian's excitement, my practically nude body, and me pressing against him talking about sex, he lost his cool and kissed me. It was fumbling, nervous and sloppy, but my plan worked. I went all in and opened my mouth, put my tongue in his, and we kissed hungrily until I stopped, stepped back, faked concern, and gasped "Oh my". Brian was bright red and confused as I whispered "This never happened. Just... just go take it out on Emily. Trust me, she won't complain".

The next few days Brian was nervous around me but I noticed something else... If I was in a room, he was staring at me. Over the next few weeks, Brian found every reason to be with me, near me, and around me. Meanwhile I made sure to wear tight, skimpy, sexy, or revealing clothing, or when I could, nearly nothing. Steve didn't complain because we were now fucking twice a day on average and that's not counting blow jobs, oral, and just making out. I felt like a teenager and it was all because I was in deep lust with my stepson. I was going to fuck him, that was just a fact, the problem was, I needed him to want me so bad that he would think he initiated it. That way I could control the situation afterwards. I'm such a female. In mid June, all the stars aligned and I was sure that was going to be the day. Steve was at an all day conference and Emily was with her parents at a TAMPA BAY RAYS game. We were all RAYS fans, but Emily was a superfan. I'm just saying. I stripped down to my sexy, sheer white lingerie and found Brian in his room folding laundry. He saw me practically naked and drew in a deep breath as he stared at me intently.

I asked "Brian, do you trust me baby?" Brian nodded as he studied my body for a test he hoped to take later. With any luck, he would be taking that test all Summer. Every sense and urge I had told me Brian would fuck me without hesitation, but for my plan to work, I needed him so blind with desire that I could control him afterwards. Sure he would very likely pound me like a nail, but after he would either feel guilty or think he had a free pass. I wanted to be in control and in the process, not have his father divorce me. I had a secret weapon, a trump card Steve didn't think I knew about, but I didn't want to use it if I didn't have to. Meanwhile, Brian just stared because my tight, skimpy white lingerie was intentionally sheer and revealing, and yet... I was covered. I put on my best innocent act and purred "I ache everywhere, probably from always working out..." I made a big show of stretching and Brian's eyes soaked in every movement I made. He was mine, and he didn't even realize it. I said "I need someone I trust to rub my body, but I don't want you to get excited because it's not fair for me to tease you". Brian gasped "I'll do it" and I was sure he was about to grab me and have his way with me.

He didn't, but his eyes and body language made very clear what he wanted. I sighed "Okay, but you'll have to trust me, listen to everything I tell you, and Emily can never know about this. Do you promise?" Brian was panting and I moved closer to him and purred "I love you so much I can't stand it". Brian lost his composure and grabbed me, pulled me against him, and kissed me furiously. I made sure to roll us, guide him, and we ended up with Brian atop me in the missionary position while kissing hungrily. His cock was hard and pressing against me through his shorts and my thin panties. I gave it a full 25 or 30 seconds and then gasped "Oh my God... Brian... we can't do this". Brian stared into my eyes while his cock pressed against my needy pussy and I had to really focus not to moan. I held Brian and said "Baby... I'm married to your father, and you love Emily". He was breathing deeply, unknowingly rubbing himself against me, and staring deep into my eyes. I was real, REAL close to fucking him and he had no idea. With willpower I never imagined, Brian eased himself off me and apologized until I sat up, held him, and said "It's okay baby. It's normal and it'll be our secret. I never knew you were into me".

Brian gasped "I am" and kissed me again furiously and with intense hunger. His hands were all over my body and I knew right then I was going to fuck him silly without question. Even at our hottest moment, and we've had some hot moments, Steve had never been this far gone for me. I switched gears without warning and pouted "I should go. It's not fair for me to get you so excited". I stood, made sure to twist and turn so that he saw every inch of my barely clad body, then sighed "I'll be fine". I didn't make it to the door before Brian begged "Steph... let me massage you. I'll behave... I promise". I had my back to Brian and smiled, then forced a serious look and turned to ask "You promise to behave?" Brian was nodding profusely and said "It's like it never happened. I'll be a complete gentleman". I sighed dramatically and said "Okay" then moved closer and said "You need to wear shorts and no underwear, because we both know you'll get excited". Brian swallowed and blushed but nodded slowly. I said "No phones, no interruptions, and you have to behave or we can just forget it right now". Brian practically begged "I will, I swear" and I sighed "Okay. Get changed and come to my bedroom".

I went down the hall, into my room, and stripped immediately. I walked around naked hoping Brian would find me that way, but had to pee, so went and did that. I brushed my hair, smiled at myself in the mirror, then sat on my bed waiting when I had an idea. I was going to make Brian work for it and went to my lingerie drawer. I found sexy, silky peach panties and the matching bra, put them on, and was about to check on Brian when he came into my room and said "Wow". I said "Thank you. Lock that door baby. We don't need any misunderstandings". Brian's shorts were tight like I hoped and my plan was once he was out of his mind to make it seem like a favor to ask him to take them off. I got onto the bed before Brian got nervous, or worse, got ideas. I needed to control the situation if I had any hopes of making my stepson my plaything. With any luck, he would fuck me on demand all Summer, and Steve or Emily would be none the wiser.

And they say stepmothers are evil?

Brian was patient, listened to my instructions, and he was actually pretty good at massage. I made sure to flirt, then be serious. Flirt, serious, repeat. I led him to where I wanted him and it was his idea to ask me to remove my bra. I sighed and told him I was trusting him then let him unclasp it. I hoped I teased just enough when I lifted up and slid it off, then lay back down and I could hear him breathing. Slow and deep. Score! Brian rubbed me everywhere and I was so tuned up I might climax without him actually entering me. He was rubbing my legs, thighs, and lower back and I couldn't wait so I asked "Do you want to just take my panties off?" Brian froze and was silent except for his deep breathing. I fought a smile and waited, then said "I trust you baby. It's nothing you haven't seen before". Brian was practically panting as he pulled at my underwear and I lifted my hips to make it easier for him. I waited for the perfect moment, and if this didn't do the trick, I would have to dig deep. Brian was about to resume massaging me now that I was naked, but I faked a groan, moved my legs around, then gasped and rolled over. He saw everything including my wet, pink lips and his eyes drank in my naked body as I shifted and squirmed pretending to have a cramp.

Brian was rock hard and had no way to hide it in the tight shorts with no underwear on. I continued with the cramp act and pulled at Brian gasping that it hurt. It was clumsy, but Brian ended up with both hands very close to my flaming pussy and I crowded him with my naked body until the inevitable happened. Brian lost his composure and was all over me. He engulfed my right breast and his tongue flitted against my nipple while he sucked. I was dizzy as his hands slid all over my body until his fingers found my soaking wet lips. I was blind with arousal and Brian was getting fucked right then. But somehow, someway, he stopped mauling me, eased back off me, and begged "I am so sorry Stephanie. I swear I respect you and I didn't mean to do that". Then the impossible happened. Brain crawled off the bed and said "I am so sorry. I swear I'm sorry" and he left the room so fast I was still blinking when he was gone. Of all the possible outcomes, I did not predict that one. Wow. I lay down trying to cool off before I melted down, and when I had a few of my wits, I got up, pulled on a t-shirt, and searched the house. Brian was gone, so was his car. Sigh.

Fate conspired against me the next few days as my schedule was full, Steve was on vacation, and Emily had practically moved in. Despite all the roadblocks, Brian now stared at me like a hunter watched a target. Something told me the next time we were alone, Brian wouldn't be apologizing... he would be fucking me. I continued to tease Brian every chance I got, and now I was so bold as to have clothing issues and found all kinds of ways to expose myself to Brian with Emily and Steve none the wiser. By July Brian and I were sneaking around stealing kisses and he knew what I was trying to give him, but Emily had officially moved in and pretty much branded Brian as her property. If she wasn't so sweet and nice, I might have considered putting a contract on her. Instead I just made sure as far as I could tell, neither she nor my husband had any idea Brian and I were on the verge. It was July 29th when I came up with my master plan and it would have worked except for Emily being so damn sweet and loving.

Brian and I had been painting my workout room and every chance we got were kissing like teenagers with parents in the other room. I said room twice in the same sentence, didn't I? Anyways, after a really intense kiss with lots of forbidden touching, I whispered to Brian "Let's get paint on each other and then you need to agree to everything I say". Brian nodded then painted right across my chest and cleavage showing from my tank top. I sighed "Really?" Brian grinned and then we got out of control and literally painted each other. I shouted to Steve who came in, burst out laughing, then said "I don't even want to know". I huffed without pretending "Thanks a lot jerk. See if you get any tonight". Steve gasped as I said "We're getting in the shower while you run interference with Emily". Steve gasped "Together?" I huffed "You can't be serious? He's your son and not the least bit interested in me. Are you joking right now?" Steve said "But..." and I said "Steven Miller, are you serious with this? Fine, we'll take seperate showers and you can clean both of them when we're finished. And you can sleep on the couch for even suggesting such a thing".

Steve gasped "Wait. Baby wait. I didn't mean it at all. It's just a shower right?" I glared at him hoping I seemed angry. I was kinda. Brian threw a Hail Mary when he said "Come on dad. It's not like that. Besides, Emily keeps me very happy". Steve sighed and said "I'll take Emily somewhere because if she gets wind of this, there will be no end". I said everything backfired on me, and trust me it did, so if you're excited right now... so was I. Brian and I went into my bathroom, stripped, and once we were both finally naked at the same time, we exploded all over each other. I cannot remember ever being so horny and I kissed him furiously while grabbing, rubbing, and touching him everywhere. At the same time, Brian rubbed, touched and kissed me pretty much every place that mattered. We got into the shower and I had enough delays, teasing and waiting... I grasped Brian's huge cock, guided him to me, and then finally... he slid inside me. I placed my lips on Brian's ear and moaned "Fuck me" and he stroked two, maybe three times before we heard "Baby?" Brian froze and I scrambled to push him out of me and in record time Emily not only stripped, but got into the shower with us.

So this was unexpected.

It was like having a ringside seat at the main event and the best part was the normally sweet, polite, and well mannered Emily was like a total pornstar slut. She spent maybe ten or fifteen seconds washing the paint off Brian then went into full on fuck mode. All I could do was watch intently. Emily grasped Brian's huge, hard cock, pulled him to her, and he shoved that thing into her petite, shapely body. Something that big should not fit inside something that small... I'm just saying! I stifled a moan as Brian literally fucked Emily against the wall of my shower. I think I washed the paint off my body, but I know I leaned against the glass and began fingering myself towards release. One way or the other, Brian was going to fuck me... and soon. I was going to fuck him, he was going to fuck me, it was semantics but it was GOING to happen. I was slipping a finger deep inside myself and squeezing my own breasts when Emily began panting "Oh my God" as Brian drove into her. I was delirious with arousal and considered shouting for Steve to join us when Emily began to moan and then rammed her face into Brian's shoulder to muffle her screams. Her body wracked and shook as she came and then Brian groaned "Oh God" and there was no doubt he was cumming inside Emily.

I was close but frustrated and stopped fingering myself when Brian eased out of Emily and gasped "I love you so much". She kissed him hungrily and panted "I love you baby. I love you, love you, love you". Okay then. Emily realized I had seen the whole thing and blushed but I smiled and said "Locked in the vault. I already forgot what I saw". She exhaled and said "Thanks" then stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. I asked "Is it okay if Brian washes my back?" Emily said "Yeah. I need a minute to recover, so sure". Emily left the bathroom smiling and I waited, waited a little more, then pushed Brian against the glass and said "That little show was the last straw. No more games between us. You will fuck me and you're gonna keep fucking me. Make a note because as of today, we're secret fuck buddies". Brian gasped, grabbed me, and kissed me hungrily then panted "I can't wait". I rubbed and tugged Brian's cock and purred "I always get what I want and I want you". Brian said "Then you're right, no more games. Every chance I get, I'm going to fuck you". I moaned in his ear "Then do it".

Brian kissed me a couple more times, slipped a finger inside me just to be an asshole, then got out of the shower and said "Fuck you later". I glared at him and growled "You have no idea". He was at the door when I said "Tell your father to get his ass in here" and Brian left laughing. I shut off the water, got out, and was mostly dry when Steve came in and asked "You summoned me?" I said "Get undressed, I'm horny". I followed him into the bedroom naked as Steve wasted no time stripping and was hard by the time he was naked. For 43, he still had it, including a large 9 inch cock that kept me very happy. I was going to fuck his son regardless, but Steve was an amazing husband and an incredible lover. To be fair, I didn't even feel bad about messing with Brian, since I knew Steve occasionally messed around with his ex-wife's sister Lisa. I said I had a secret weapon trump card. Steve didn't think I knew, but I did. One day I planned to confront him, but instead of asking for a divorce, I would use his guilt to further cement our marriage. Now where was I? Steve crawled atop my naked body and said "You are the hottest woman I have ever met". I moaned as I kissed him and then pulled at him until his cock slid inside me.

Steve started stroking slow and deep but I wanted him to really give it to me, so I panted "Fuck me". Steve sped up and was thrusting hard and deep when I wrapped my legs up around him and realized Brian was standing in the doorway staring at us intently. I went crazy and moaned "Fuck me deep and hard. Really give it to me". Brian inhaled deeply and mouthed "I am going to fuck you" and I gasped "Oh God I hope so". Brian shut the door with a smile as Steve gasped "What?" I kissed him hungrily and moved my hips with his as he really gave it to me. We fucked like wild animals and I felt the pressure building from my toes as Steve was grunting and throbbing inside me. He was close, I was closer, and then my mind exploded in fireworks, bright colors, and lots of sound. My orgasm crashed like a Hawaii wave and shook my entire body as Steve throbbed, tensed, then exploded deep inside me. We rode the finish together and then Steve lay atop me and said "The best thing I ever did was ask you out". I kissed Steve and said "No matter what you do or say, we're together forever, cliche and all".

Steve held me until I had to pee, then we cleaned up and got dressed. I touched his face and asked "Do you love me and trust me?" Steve said "Both without question". I exhaled and said "Then we need to discuss something and it's a one time discussion that stays between us. No anger, hate or fighting. Swear it and so will I". Steve did and asked "Am I in trouble?" I said "You should be. I know about Lisa". Steve froze and seemed to start shaking as I touched his arm and said "Calm down, sit, and lets talk like we agreed". Steve sat and asked quietly "What now?" I said "You make absolutely sure that it stays discreet and figure out why you need her. I give you everything, I'm extremely loyal and loving, and we fuck like teenagers. Figure out what you need and then we can talk again. In the meantime, I get a free pass for something I'm about to do and I don't want to discuss it. Fair is fair. No divorce or fighting or drama. We each do our thing discreetly, figure out what we need, and in the end we are together strong and happy". Steve sighed "That's fair. Who's the lucky guy?'

I closed my eyes, sighed, then looked at Steve who waited then repeated "Who's the lucky guy?" I swallowed and started to speak when Steve asked "Baby? Who is it?"

With a slow exhale I said "Brian..."

................ To be continued...

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