Ella gets owned

So I wanted to fuck my stepson Owen.
I'm not real sure how it all came about. But, the fact was I wanted to fuck him in the worst way.

My name is Ellen. Thirty-eight years old, 5'3" 130 pounds with a lean, very athletic 38-26-38 figure. My 34 F tits stand proud and you can crack walnuts on my ass. Raven black hair, green eyes, and a little tan from head to toe. My belly button is pierced, I have a rose tramp stamp, along with a couple of other tattoos.

Owen is a God. 26, 6'1" a lean 225 pounds. Sandy blonde hair, square jaw, deep brown eyes, and a hear of gold. He has absolutely no problem in the woman department.

We were having a cookout one Saturday and as women do several of us girls we're sitting and gossiping having drinks while the men threw horseshoes.

Of course, Owen was there. He never missed a party.

As I watched I noticed Amy kinda hanging close to Owen.
So I asked Carol her best friend what the deal was. Mainly out of curiosity, and she told me that Amy had been fucking Owen for some time.

It kinda bothered me since Amy was married, with three smaller kids at home. But, I held my tongue.

"Amy claims no man has ever fucked her like own does," Carol said quietly to me. "She also claims he has the biggest dick she has ever seen in her life." Carol finished with a smile.

"Is that so." I smiled in amusement.

"Looks like a baby's arm holding an apple. Amy claims" Carol laughed.

"Damned. His father looks like an Oscar Myer Weiner." I chuckled making us both laugh.

"Ten and a half inches and thick. Very thick." Carol laughed.

"Sounds like you've tried him out yourself," I said with a light crude smile.

"Wellllll," Carol started. "You know there for a long time Mike and I didn't get along very well. It was just a one night stand." Carol admitted. "But, I will admit. Amy is right. He is big, very big, and like you, I have an Oscar Myer at home myself." Carol finished with a smile.

As I laid under Mike with my legs spread that evening as Owen's father thrust me hard, I couldn't help but think of what Carol had told me and wonder if Amy wasn't at Owens's house getting a better fucking then I was.
As Mike pumped away at me, I started to imagine it was Owen on top of me, drilling my bald pussy with his big cock.
Just the thought of it gave me an orgasm I hadn't had in a very long time.

That night I dreamed of Owen fucking me. It was lewd and illicit dreams.

I woke the next morning horny and ready to fuck. So Mike got a good morning dick sucking and some good hard sex.

I knew deep down I was gonna fuck, Owen.
I knew I was gonna let him do whatever he wanted to do to me.

Lucky for me, Tim travels quite a bit for work. He was gone usually at least three days a week and has been gone as long as a month.
So that frees a lot of time for me to do as I please.
And no, I'm not one of them women that waves bye to her husband at the front door while her boy toy is slipping in the back door.
I have thought about it several times and came close. But, never have.
Some heavy flirting. Most definitely. A few naughty texts. Yep. But, that was it. I always stopped it, before it got to carried away.
The only time I ever have done anything sexual with someone besides my husband was when his sister came and stayed for two weeks.
It started out innocent enough. But, two bottles of wine and the movie Magic Mike and we were in a sixty-nine in the middle of my bed.
I'm not saying I regret it one bit. I enjoyed every bit of it.
Lisa and I spent two very fun weeks together fucking whores.
I never knew Lisa was a submissive. She doesn't show it.
In public, she is a tough, straightforward woman, who takes no shit.
But, behind closed doors, she is a totally different person.
That little bitch let me do as I pleased to her and I did.
I'll tell you more about her another time.
But, I will say this we talk regularly and both of us want to hook up again.

Back to Owen.

I usually call Owen when I need something done while his father is gone.
So I used that to my advantage.
I also started working in Owen that afternoon when he came over to help Tim fix our back gate.

It was nothing to far out of the way. Just little subtle hints.
Eye contact. A touch a little longer than needed. A little tighter shirt.
Small things. Just enough to get him to notice me.
I also started texting him more.
Simple little text.
"How's your day"
"Are you stopping by this evening"
Little things. Nothing to far out of the way. Not at first anyway. I let him get comfortable.
I would also do things when he was at our house. Flirty smiles. Hip bumps. Rub my fat tits on his back. I also always made sure when talking to him I made eye contact.
I also started stopping and seeing him more at his house.
When I did that. I always had on a tighter than a normal shirt. Sometimes with no bra. My shorts would be. Well, I cut off a couple of extra inches of some of my jean shorts, or I'd wear spandex shorts and thong or no panties at all. Depended on the shorts.
I also always found a reason to bend over in front of him. I wanted to give him the best view I could possibly give him.

It always made me smile when I left Owens place seeing that big bulge in his pants. I was proud of myself.
It also kinda pissed me off too. Because I knew he would call Amy and she would reap the benefits of my teasing.
Yes, I was jealous. But, I'd also go home a bang the shit out of his father.
Our text also got more and more vulgar as things progressed to my delight.

Here is what sealed the deal. I thought. But, if I hadn't been so cautious I could have been fucking him a lot sooner.

I had been inside looking out the window dildoing myself thinking about owns cock watching Mike and Owen sitting out back under the shade tree.
I knew neither could see me so I wasn't worried about getting caught and even if Owen could see me. I knew he wouldn't say anything. Not in front of his father anyway.

I had just slipped my vibrator into my puckered asshole when my phone beeped.
I hoped it was Owen's since I could see him texting someone.
I had made up my mind he was gonna get a nice picture if it was.
But, no it Carol. She wanted to go shopping for new bikinis.

You know how hard it is to text and orgasm at the same time.

So I finished myself off and got cleaned up. Walked out to Mike and Owen and let them know where I was off to.

I had just opened my jeeps door when my phone beeped.

"I'll need pictures." The text read from Owen.
"Front or back" I typed smiling to myself.
"Both" I read.
"😉" was all I sent.

I tried on every bikini I could find and sent Owen a picture of everyone.
And let me tell you some of them where pretty racy and left nothing to the imagination. You could see all my lady bits in a couple of them.
I also took the opportunity to leave no doubt in Owens's mind what I wanted.

The last picture I sent Owen was of me in a white high cut see-through thong bikini with me bending over showing him my ass with my favorite green vibrating butt plug showing.

"Private showing later?" Owen sent me.
"Tonight. 8. Your place." I sent him back.

When I got home Mike was already packed and was loaded. I kissed him goodbye and sent him on his way.

With some time to spare I took extra care and cleaned myself up real good. Making sure I was smooth and smelt good.
I wanted to be fresh and clean, even though I knew I was gonna be a cum filled sweaty mess by the end of the night.
Grabbing an overnight bag. Tossed in the bikinis, a very naughty night, and the new toys and lube I had bought.

It felt like the drive to Owens took forever and I was very impatient to get there.
I was horny and more than ready to fuck like a whore.

Luckily Owen lives outside of town, at the end of a long drive.
It is impossible to see who is at his house unless you sitting in his driveway.

And tonight you would not know I was there unless you were in the house.

As I pulled in the drive, the garage door opened, and there stood my own with a big smile on his face letting me know to pull on in.

He was as impatient as I was. The bulge in his jeans made that apparent.

"A little covert." I smiled when he opened my door to me out.

"Making it harder for you to escape." He said with that sexy smile of his.

I don't know what Owen had planned. But, as soon he closed the door on my jeep. I was on him.
Clawing and pulling at him. I wanted him worse than I ever wanted anyone in my life.

Hastily I tugged and pulled at his belt and jeans till they came loose. Wasting no time I stuck my hand inside his pants after my prize.
"Jesus fuck!" I moaned in pure lust when I got ahold of his cock.

Carol was right. He was fucking huge. He dwarfed his father by ever bit of twice. In length and girth. He was by far bigger than any man I had ever been with before.

Stepping back I looked down holding his cock in amazement.

"That thing is fucking huge." I smiled.

Owen just grinned at me and put his hand on top of my head.
Trust me I didn't need to be told twice. Down I went. I sucked, stroked, licked, lapped, you name it I gave him the best head I could possibly give him.
Besides, I also knew if I got him to but now it would be a while before he was gonna nut again.

I had both hands around Owens prick looking up at him pleading eyes, stroking him with I had when blasted off in my mouth.
The first three blasts shot right past my taste buds and down my throat.

My God though did he have a lot of nut juice in him. It was thick and creamy with a sweet-salty taste. I absolutely loved it.
I knew right then and there I was gonna suck his cock a lot more.

Owen returned the favor by stripping me of my cutoffs and setting me up on the hood of my jeep and eating me out.

My God did he have an experienced tongue. He knew just when and where to put the tip of his devil's tongue.
Not only did he eat my pussy better than his father ever had.
He gave me a full-on rim job. Which is something I had only done to me maybe twice in my life.
And something that his father has never done.

Owen ate me to four very satisfying orgasms and probably would have continued if hadn't made him stop.

I was ready for some of his big dick. We could suck and lick later.

Owen took me to the kitchen.

I think he had plans for the bedroom. But, I wasn't waiting that long.

Sitting on his kitchen table leaning back on my hands with my legs spread. Owen held my shapely hips and bang the living shit out of me.

I will admit it took a bit for him to get his entire length in me and getting stretched that wide. But, once I did. I kept telling him to fuck harder.

I wanted nothing more than his powerful cock ramming balls deep into my pussy going places that had never been touched.

"That's it! Screw my slut pussy with that big cock!" I grunted looking Owen in the eye coaxing him on.

Owen ravished me right there in the kitchen. He fucked me harder then I had ever been fucked and with more passion.

We fucked for well over an hour in different places and positions in the kitchen and living room before he gave me a good, deep nut.

I think he would have gone longer. But, I started begging for it.

I was on my quivering knees in the middle of the dining room with my ass high in the air, doing my best to hold onto the rug while Owen had a hand full of my dark hair, rubbing my puckered asshole with his thumb. He rammed his big cock as deep into me as he could get and blasted me to overflowing with his luscious cum forcing me into my own torrid orgasm.
As soon as my orgasm passed I fell forward panting hard trying to catch my breath and give my pussy a break.

But, the state I was in as soon as I turned and seen our combined juices dripping from Owens half lip prick I couldn't help but to pull him to me and suck him clean.

After that, I needed a break. I didn't want to get sort where I couldn't fuck anymore.

That's when I found out if I'd given Owen the chance he would have banged me a lot sooner.
I asked him about Amy and he didn't even try to deny it.
I also told him I knew about him and Carol. Which made him laugh.

"She said it was only. Only once with just her and I." He smiled. "Apparently, she omitted the second half of that story." Owen laughed grabbing my interest.
"If you want I'll tell you the whole story." Owen grinned that cute little grin if his.

That was a dumb question. Of course, I wanted to know the whole story.

"I was in town one afternoon getting some things when I saw Amy and Carol. Stopping to say hello to them we started talking. Well, the two had rented a room over in Jones. They were heading over there for a little lesbian rendezvous and asked if I wanted to join. That's how Amy and I got started." Owen said with a smile.


It didn't surprise me about Amy. But, why with Carol. It's not that Carol is ugly or fat. But, she wouldn't be my choice for a lesbian hook up.

Amy on the other hand I would definitely hook up with.

Owen and I showered together where he ate me to a nice comfortable orgasm.

After our shower, Owen took me to his bedroom, inserted my new butt plug in my ass, and gave me a good and proper power fucking. Where he brought me to several squirting orgasms soaking his bed.

I knew he had another nut in him and I wanted it. But, I wanted it in my ass and I told him so.

I was sitting astride of Owen riding him slow and gentle just enjoying the feeling of his massive cock ruining my pussy when I told him I wanted him to fuck me in the ass.

"Are you sure?" He smiled.

"I am very sure." I smiled back at him as I leaned over and grabbed the lube off his nightstand.

Lubing his cock up, I smeared some on my asshole.

"I'll do all the work for the time being. You're a very big boy and it's gonna take me a minute to fit you inside me." I chuckled as he held his cock up for me.

Slow and steady I worked my asshole around in circles till his large head slid past my rubbery ring.
Instantly I came.
Then inch by slow inch. I took him deeper and deeper into my guts enjoying every inch of the pain and pleasure along the way.
It took some work and a lot of lube. But, finally, I was able to slide up and down his large veiny shaft with ease.
Once that happened I knew Owen could bang me the way I wanted him to do.

He fucked my asshole in every position we could think of.

Owen wanted me as bad as I wanted him. God did he know how to treat my asshole.

His father has on a couple of occasions butt fucked me and I enjoyed it.
But, Owen owned my asshole. I started cumming the moment the head of his big dick entered me and when Owen finished me off I was laying on my belly quivering in ecstasy.

I have never come that hard for that long in my life.

After another shower, I curled up in Owens's arms, snuggled tight to his young body, and fell asleep blissfully exhausted.

Owen cooked me breakfast the next morning, then made deep passionate love to me until early afternoon.

Also at that time, I learned my husband was banging Carol and Carol was banging every young girl she could.

None of which surprised me. It did piss me off that my husband was fucking around on me.
I also learned my husband was the reason, Owen and Shelly broke up.
Mike had been sleeping with her.

I asked Owen why he never confronted his father.
"Well." He started in his own easy way. " "I didn't want to hurt you." He finished with a smile.
That was the same reason he never told me about Carol.

So had to ask if I was used as a revenge fuck to get back at his father.

"Nope. I've always had a thing for you." Owen grinned.

I spent the next two days with Owen. Fucking and enjoying life.

There is more to this story. Tell you later.