The Sneaky Stepson

He seemed unaware that she was at the door as his eyes were closed and he was using both hands to bring himself pleasure. Tara audibly gasped as her eyes took in the sight of Duncan jerking his fat cock and she also saw he was wearing headphones, no doubt listening to music as he stroked himself. She knew that she should turn and leave but somehow she was unable to force herself to do so.

Instead she stood there with her mouth open while feeling herself getting wet as her eyes followed his hands working his meat. The bottom hand fondled his big, hairy balls and the thick base as the other one ran the length of his impressively sized organ. He was biting his lip as she watched when his young body stiffened and his large cock swelled even more.

"Oh yes Tara!" he gasped out and the next thing that happened was his cock exploded like a veritable fountain of cum.

With an inarticulate cry Tara turned and fled. In her haste she unknowingly left the door ajar. She went into her room where she shut the door and leaned her body against it as her heart pounded in her chest like a jack hammer. She squeezed her thighs together trying to fight her urges and after a couple of minutes had regained a semblance of control. Quickly she changed from her bikini into a pair of sweats and a tank top while her resolve was still there before heading downstairs.

For his part Duncan knew that Tara had seen him masturbating, in fact he had hoped it would work out that way. After leaving the pool he'd gone to his room immediately to relieve some stress caused by the combination of his constant teenaged horniness and his obsession with his sexy stepmother. He had heard her coming up the stairs so he'd quickly put the headphones on though they weren't actually connected. Next he closed his eyes almost shut, just keeping a slit open on one eye.

He heard her knock, then open the door and as she stood there watching he'd become so turned on that he lost all control. It had been his plan to drag it out and hopefully get Tara to join in but just knowing the object of his desire was watching proved too much. So when he felt himself lose it he called out her name. It was such an intense orgasm that it wasn't until it ended that Duncan realized she'd left while leaving his door partially open.

Pulling on a pair of loose basketball shorts Duncan went downstairs in search of Tara. His orgasm hadn't cooled his desire for her but had rather whetted it further. When he didn't find her on the ground floor he noticed the basement light switch was turned on so that's where he next searched. She was in the laundry room removing the clothes from the washer from the load he'd put in earlier and moving them to the dryer when with a start she found her silk panties.

Unfortunately Duncan hadn't read their label that said to hand wash only. As a result they were ruined and it was at that moment he entered the room. Tara turned to him and held them up questioningly as he approached. His face turned crimson and he was unable to meet her eyes.

"Duncan you have to be careful when you wash clothes and read their instructions first," she said but she couldn't figure out how they'd ended up in the basement in the laundry room. "Next time look at the label and by the way how come you put them in with your wash in the first place?"

"Umm, ahh," he stammered unable to come up with a believable reason so he did the next best thing under the circumstances by turning the tables on her. "I'm sorry 'bout that Tara, really. By the way I hoped you enjoyed my show earlier."

Now it was her face that reddened as she realized he'd known of her witnessing his masturbation.

"I'm sorry Duncan, I did knock but I guess you didn't hear me over your music. It won't happen again," she replied while looking at the floor.

She raised her eyes when he moved closer to her, in fact close enough that not only could she touch him but she could smell his aroused, musky teen body.

"I didn't mind Tara; actually it turned me on even more. I think you know hot I think you are and I thought it even before last year when I saw you naked that time. Now I guess we're even."

Tara felt flushed and her eyes darted around as she was unable to look her stepson directly in the face. As her gaze wandered, for a second it drifted across his lower body and she saw a large bulge pressing out from his crotch causing his shorts to tent out.

"I don't think we should discuss this any further Duncan under the circumstances," she told him in a last ditch effort to avoid anything more happening when he took a step forward, essentially eliminating the space separating their bodies.

"Duncan no," was all she managed to get out before his hand took her chin and tilted it up as his lips swooped in to meet hers.

For a moment her hands tried to push him from her but as they collided with the warm flesh of his chest Tara's shaky resolve crumbled. Her hands now ran along the skin of his torso while his hand pressed her head closer. Her pink tongue darted between his lips and eagerly explored his mouth as his much larger body pressed her tush against the washer trapping her there. She could feel his erection pushing into her stomach as he hungrily kissed her mouth.

Duncan started to rotate his hips and grind against her as his free hand grabbed her breast through the thin material of her top. Tara moaned in response as they continued kissing and her hands took hold of his ass and guided it down so he was now humping against her mound. When he pulled his mouth from hers and bit her neck gently she lost it. She yanked his shorts down then moved down until she was crouching before him. Meeting his eyes she read pleading and demanding in equal measures and she didn't disappoint.

Tara stared at the hard cock before her and shuddered with desire. It was rock hard and swollen and was twitching slightly even though it wasn't being touched. The large mushroom head was a color somewhere between red and purple and she could see the clear fluid seeping from it. Tara wrapped her hand around it prompting a groan in response from Duncan.

She felt it throb in her hand and it felt so hot to her that she almost feared it might burn her. The raised veins pumped the blood about as Tara slowly began to work the turgid flesh. It felt so heavy in her hand as she unconsciously compared it to his father's. Duncan's was not only longer than Paul's but also much thicker. Her hand was unable to encircle it fully leaving a gap of flushed skin between her thumb and finger.

She reached her other hand up and fondled his low hanging testicles while continuing to stroke his cock. Tara squeezed hard as her hand neared his head which forced a copious amount of pre-cum to leak out. Suddenly she felt his strong hand in her hair so she looked up at him where she clearly read the lust he was feeling.

"Tara, suck it," he demanded.

Taking a deep breath while keeping her eyes locked on his Tara opened her mouth. She first extended her tongue and ran the tip across his head, funneling the clear liquid into her mouth. Then without warning she opened as wide as she could and took as much cock flesh in her mouth as would fit. Duncan cried out as he was engulfed in her wet orifice and his fingers tightened in her raven tresses. She would have smiled if her mouth wasn't stretched to its limit with young cock but she greatly enjoyed his reaction.

His was the thickest she'd ever sucked before but she was so aroused that she took it to the back of her mouth before sliding her lips back. Tara bobbed her head back and forth as she inhaled as much as possible with each movement and she could feel her own juices leaking from her lips into the material of her pants. She moved her hand from his balls and wrapped it around the base of his fat cock. Now as she continued to slide her lips along his shaft she also wriggled her tongue against its underside and her hand pumped the lower half that didn't fit inside her mouth.

"Oh my God Tara, please don't stop," he groaned and she didn't pause but instead increased the tempo.

It was more than he could take when without warning he felt the cum rush from his balls and flow up his shaft before erupting into her mouth. Whether it caught her off guard or not Tara gave no indication but continued sucking and stroking him with the only change being that she did her best to swallow every drop. In spite of her best efforts Tara just couldn't swallow it as fast as Duncan ejaculated his sperm and a small amount dribbled onto her chin.

Still it finally ended at which time she pulled her lips from him with a popping sound but instead of releasing him she continued to run her tongue against his overly sensitive head until it was clean. Her finger then corralled the stray jism off her face and she sucked it from her finger with a satisfied expression.

"Mmmm, your cum is delicious Duncan," she told him in a matter of fact manner before she became embarrassed by what she'd said and looked at the floor.

His hands took her by the shoulders and he pulled her to her feet and without waiting he covered her lips with his own. If the taste and feel of his own cum bothered him he gave no indication of it. When he broke the kiss he stared at her longingly and with a start Tara felt his still erect cock poke her. She gasped as she knew he'd already cum twice in a short period of time. Without warning he put his arms around her and lifted her bodily and sat her on the washing machine. Duncan took hold of her top's hem and lifted and pulled it off her.

"Wait Duncan I don't think we should," she began but when his hungry mouth closed on her erect little nipple all she could do was gasp with pleasure.

He took as much of her breast in his mouth as would fit as his tongue flicked against her nub sending waves of pleasure to her already wet pussy. Without realizing it Tara's hand pressed his head closer to her breast as he suckled it. Duncan gripped her waistband with both hands and yanked until her pants were past her knees. Slowly he started to kiss down her body and as he did Tara spread her legs wider giving him a clear path to her paradise.

Duncan continued to trail his mouth down her body until he reached the small well-groomed black landing strip of pubic hair. He took in the sight of her pink lips below, glistening with her womanly fluids and he noticed the heavenly smell of her arousal. Somehow he managed to bypass her pussy and instead he nibbled on the sensitive skin of her inner thigh but Tara was having none of that. She yanked his hair hard first before speaking.

"Don't be cruel and tease me Duncan. Please kiss me there."

He looked at her then replied with a smirk on his face. "Where do you want me to kiss you? Tell me."

"My pussy Duncan, I need you to kiss my pussy. Please I'm begging you," she pleaded in a voice barely above a whisper.

He smiled broadly in reply before he buried his face against her wet womanhood. His mouth met her swollen lips while his nose pressed into her erect clitoris. After first showering her pretty pussy with kisses Duncan then began to run his tongue the length of it. Tara's legs spread even wider as if that would bring any more pleasure than she was experiencing. Duncan's fingers then parted her pink petals so that his tongue could lick her inner walls which he proceeded to do eagerly.

Her fingers ran through his brown hair as he lapped up her juices while delighting in the taste of her. When his thumb grazed her clit as he continued to lick her she felt her tummy contract and seconds later her floodgates opened bathing his mouth and tongue with her orgasmic fluid.

"Oh yes, yes, Duncan!" Tara cried out as her legs clamped on his head in the heat of her passion.

He rode her orgasm out while he continued giving her pussy a tongue-lashing but once her muscles relaxed enough to free his head he stood. He next grasped his thick shaft and rubbed it against her wet pussy lips. He was just tall enough to be at the correct height and once his head was coated with her pussy juices he forced it into her opening.

"Oh my God!" Tara cried as he split her lips with his engorged head while all he could manage was a wordless moan that reflected the incredible feeling he experienced when for the first time he entered her.

Slowly he pushed forward and once the head was fully inside Tara it became a little easier as he worked deeper. His hand stroked her cheek as he continued driving. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs did the same around his waist when he started to pull back but he quickly reversed course and slammed as deep as he could manage.

"Fuck, that feels so great Tara, you are incredible," he gasped as he began to build up a rhythm.

Her lips stretched to accommodate his girth as he increased the tempo and Tara moaned in his ear. His hands gripped the edge of the washer now allowing him to pump even faster into her and when he hit her sweet spot Tara bit down on his shoulder hard. Duncan shuddered and he felt his organ swell with the familiar feeling and a moment later he flooded her insides with his cream. There was so much that it seeped out and onto the washer beneath her but even as he shrank a little he continued to work in and out of her. He wrapped his arms about her waist and lifted her bodily while staying inside her clenching pussy.

On slightly unsteady feet he headed to the stairs and without releasing her he began climbing. Somehow Duncan persevered and he then carried her upstairs where he brought Tara to her room. With careful effort he managed to lower her onto the bed where he then reluctantly withdrew his half hard cock from her pussy. Surprising herself Tara grabbed it and pulled it toward her mouth and sucked on it for a minute.

"Lie down Duncan," she ordered him once she removed it from her mouth.

Not needing to be told twice Duncan stretched out on the bed beside her. Tara rolled to her knees and straddled her stepson then firmly grasped his cock. She rubbed it against her swollen lips a moment before guiding it to her opening at which time she sank her body down with a moan. For his part Duncan thrust up to meet her and within a minute they'd built up a fast rhythm as she rested her hands on his muscled chest.

Tara bounced up and down on him with her eyes closed as he took hold of her breasts with both hands and fondled them. Her juices dripped from her soaked pussy onto his pelvis as they continued to play the game of love until Duncan raised his body and managed to clamp his teeth onto her sensitive nipple. Yet again Tara was pushed to a thundering climax as her muscles tightened across her body. Once she stopped trembling Duncan managed to roll them over so he was now on top of her.

Her feet hooked around his calves as he slowly slid in and out of her treasure until they were covered with perspiration. He rested on his elbows which allowed them to kiss and murmur in each other's ears as they made passionate love. Duncan lasted much longer this round but eventually he felt himself nearing orgasm at which time he drove himself deep into her. Tara felt his cock swell inside her channel. Then he cried out as he again irrigated her womanly canal with his pearls of cum before sinking onto her in utter exhaustion.

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The next day at work Tara had difficulty keeping her mind focused and more than once she received quizzical looks from her fellow workers. No matter what she did she couldn't forget what happened the day before and at lunchtime she almost bolted to her car to drive home. Somehow her sense of propriety won out and instead she ate a boring lunch at work. She volunteered when her boss needed someone to work late that evening in order to avoid the temptation of being alone with her stepson. Tara wondered what she'd do the following day which was a Saturday when Paul always went golfing. That night during dinner Paul asked Duncan if he wanted to accompany him the next day.

"Oh come on Dad, you know I don't like golf. Who knows, maybe when I get older," he answered with a laugh and Tara felt her heart in her throat as she knew what would now happen.

Duncan made sure he got up early the next morning though he waited in his room until he heard them go downstairs. A little while later the sound of the front door closing came to his ears and he watched out the window as his father's Mercedes drove away. Only then did he leave the room and he went as naked as the day he was born. He found Tara in the kitchen, washing dishes with her back turned to him. Silently he crept up behind her.

Her first indication of anything was when suddenly she felt his body press up against her from behind as he nuzzled her neck. His hand slid under her shirt and grabbed her breast hard as his erect cock pushed between her legs and rubbed against her pajama covered pussy.

"Oh Duncan stop! You know we shouldn't," she managed to get out but he couldn't be dissuaded.

His hand yanked her bottoms down while he moved his hand from her breast to her smooth back and pushed her top half down to the counter. He sank to his haunches and covered her big, white ass with hungry kisses.

"Spread your legs Tara," he growled and despite her misgivings she did as demanded.

Once her pussy was exposed he started to kiss and lick it and in no time she was soaked. Even though Duncan greatly enjoyed eating her, his own needs required more, so after one last lick he stood. After a few slow motions against the outside of her pussy he drove his cock as deep as possible with one thrust, making Tara cry out with passion. Taking hold of her hips he rapidly pumped in and out, driving them both to the point of madness. Suddenly he pulled out and slid it along her ass crack.

"Tara, tell me what you want," he demanded in a voice rough with desire.

"You know what I want Duncan," she gasped in reply.

"I know but I want you to say it Stepmother. What do you want from your stepson?"

"I want you inside me Duncan, don't make me beg."

"Tell me exactly want you want," he said as he teased her, putting his head right outside her opening.

She attempted to impale herself on it but he stopped her with a sharp smack to her round posterior.

"Tell me or I'll just jerk it off," he threatened.

"Fine you bastard, I want my stepson's big cock in me. Are you happy now?"

"Hmm, I don't know if that was sincere but since I'm a nice guy why not," he said right before he drove himself as deep as Tara could take in one hard thrust.

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Paul had driven halfway to the club when he realized he'd left his wallet behind on the table by the front door. While the attendant would recognize him he still had no money to tip the caddy or buy lunch, plus there was always the chance he might need his I.D. So as soon as possible he pulled a u-turn and drove home. He opened the front door and went and picked up his wallet when he heard something that didn't sound quite right. Slowly he headed toward the kitchen where the noises were coming from and when he saw inside his heart stopped for a minute. There was his son making his wife beg for cock as she was bent over the sink.

Paul almost rushed forward to confront them when he saw his son drive it deep into Tara and heard her cry out in pleasure. The doorway to the kitchen was behind and to the side of the sink so he was able to remain unseen while observing them and with shock he felt himself stiffening in his trousers.

Duncan now had his hands under her shirt and he was obviously playing with her breasts which Paul knew were very sensitive and she seemed to appreciate it from the sounds she was making. He could also hear their flesh slapping together as Duncan thrust forward and his heavy balls collided with Tara's clit each time.