Stepmother; He Was Just Too Sexy To Resist

This Sexy Man Could Not Become My Future Stepson

My fiancé is a handsome older man. Good looks run in his family, as his son is an even more attractive, youthful version of him. I noticed this at our first introduction, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. He’s actually closer to me in age than his father is. Only five years younger than I am. Would I soon become this sexy man’s stepmother? I know he’s attracted to me, since every time we’ve been alone, he makes a pass at me.

I wanted to stay faithful of course. But there’s no denying the physical attraction between us. His body is fantastic; he works out a lot. When I make love to his still handsome father, I can’t help but compare the two. His father has a bit of a paunch and love handles. Certainly not out of the ordinary for a man of his age. Then I see his son walking around, with a body like a Greek God statue.

A Stepmother With Filthy Thoughts

I found myself fantasizing about his son when we were making love. It was all I could do not to call out his name when I came. I had to monitor myself. I’m so bad, I know. I’m nearly his stepmother, and he’s thinking of fucking me constantly. I had to go away for a few days on business and spend three nights in a hotel at a conference. It was pretty dull and a lot of work. One night, a knock at my door, which I thought was room service, changed everything. I answered the door, and it was him. He’d driven four hours to come and see me. I asked him what he was doing there, and he just smiled and walked in, past me. He sat on the bed looking up at me.

He told me he knew I wanted him, and he wasn’t wrong. And He said his father wasn’t expecting me back for a couple of days. This conference was the perfect cover. We could make love every night with zero suspicion. I told him I couldn’t do that to his father, that I was going to marry him and be his wife. How could I consider betraying him, and with his own son of all people? How can I continue being his stepmother some day? He reached his hand out towards mine and pulled it to his lips. He kissed the back of it. It was so soft and sensual. Then he pulled me to the bed and laid me back upon it. Needless to say, in mere moments, our clothes were in piles on the floor. He was naked beside me, kissing my neck and spooning me.

Damn, He Was Better Than I Expected

His hands cupped my breasts from behind as he kissed and nuzzled into me. I felt his cock nudging into my pussy from behind. I asked him if he felt guilty fucking his future stepmother, and he laughed and said no, not at all. And I knew I could never let his father, my fiancé, know about this. He plunged into me, and I gasped. He was bigger than his father, delightfully so. I took his hand from my breast and guided it towards my pussy. He began to rub my clit as he fucked me from behind. His hand cupping my wet mound as he worked his fingers over my clit was heavenly. He was a fantastic lover.

I squeezed my pussy muscles around his throbbing shaft until I gushed on his hand. He came inside of me seconds afterwards. I felt guilty; my fiancé would be heartbroken if he found out. I was about to be his stepmother As if he could read my thoughts, he said he’d never mention a word to his father. This cheating girlfriend was safe. I have no idea what’s going to happen. For the couple of nights I was away on my business trip, it was lustful heaven. We fucked after my meetings until we couldn’t cum anymore.

He loved calling me his future stepmother. It was kind of hot and naughty. I will enjoy our little affair, however long it lasts. He drove back before I did. I got back to his dad’s house and pretended everything was normal. And I even had sex with his dad later that night. I was, of course, once again imagining it was his son fucking me. He hasn’t a clue. I intend to keep it that way.

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