Stepmom
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Happy Stepson...
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straight
My mother died when I was 12 and my father didn't morn her for long. He was out picking up women the night after the funeral. That was how it was for a few years, but he finally found a woman to marry that met his requirements. She was quiet (timid), good looking and rich. She was too old to have children at 47 and he didn't want any more children he had one and hadn't wanted me and had to marry my mother because of her having me. His family and her family made it a condition of him living the good life with their money. His older brother kept an eye on me and saw to it was taken care of and had also watched over my mother before cancer took her. My father likes to have the benefits of wealth and not actually work for anything. As the younger of 2 children and 9 years junior to his brother he was spoilt as a child and never grew out of it. True to form once married to my new mother he neglected her fairly quickly after marriage. He was stopped by a prenup he had to make to marry her from accessing her money and only got an allowance. Which caused him no end of frustration. He couldn't get extra from her as it was all the same allowance for them both, her father had seen to that. My stepmother was married before but had no children of her own. Any how as she was mostly alone as my father was out or away most of the time. It was just me and her, she came to all my important successes like prize giving's and such things. My father was always too busy to attend, I went to university the following year and only my stepmom took any interest in my courses or achievements. Finally, I looked upon her as my only parent my father was MIA always. I got hurt in a game and she looked after me for the week it took for me to recover fully, my father never visited or even asked about me the whole time. It was during that week that I got a hard-on while she was leaning over me fixing a bandage and I saw down the front of her dress. She saw my hard-on and as I wasn't able at that time to take care of it myself, she done it for me. That was the first time I really started thinking of making lover to her. I recovered and couldn't stop thinking of having sex with my stepmom. I never thought it could happen, but then things just fell into place. She went out to some social do with my father, and she had too much to drink. Which was strange as she doesn't drink much at all, and he brought her home. Then left her to find her own way to her room and went back out. I was home watching a movie and it was boring and I started to help her to her room. She wasn't fully with it, and I decided to change clothes to her to nightie. I could say it was done in good faith to let sleep more comfortable and not in a tight-fitting dress. But I wanted to see her body, at least in her panties and bra. I got her out the dress easily as it wasn't really tight-fitting. I then decided to remove her bra and then removed her panties as well. She was awake but not fully with it, I couldn't help myself and had sex with her. I fucked her again in the morning and showered with her. She was shocked to realized it had been me fucking the night before but let me do her again in the morning anyway. My father returned 2 days later and stayed a short time and was gone again. After he left my stepmom asked to fuck her again and I did as I was required and still do today. I do have a girlfriend and have regular sex with her, but there is something special I like in fucking my stepmother. I finished university and am marrying in July; I've also got my future wife into threesomes with my stepmom. So, after we marry, we will live her, and my father can keep doing his own thing and I'll keep doing his wife.
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