My name is Garima, and I’m a 38-year-old housewife. I’m about five feet tall and curvy. My boobs are round and big like melons, making every man look twice with their mouth open. They are fair as milk with a tiny pink nipple at the centre which gets hard as a rock whenever I feel horny.
I got a thick ass, too, which is perfectly round and firm like teenage girls have. Men would all turn around and watch my jiggling ass when I walked around in a saree.
Teenage boys and old men often try to feel my ass in public and rub their crotch on my thick round ass. Many times, it feels good to get their attention, especially from teenage boys.
I have been happily married to Amar and have a 19-year-old stepson. My stepson Sahil was just a young boy when I first met him. But over the years, he has grown into a handsome man. I first noticed my stepson when he joined the basketball team and started building muscles.
Sahil used to work out at home, and afterwards, he would come to the kitchen all sweaty. I tried to focus on my work in the kitchen. But it was hard not to look at a hard young man wearing only shorts and his body shining due to sweat.
I started going to all his games. Watching him play in short track pants is eye candy. At first, I felt bad for having such thirsty thoughts about Sahil. Even though I had not given him birth, he was my son, by law. I tried not to think about him, but the attraction was strong.
It grew so strong over time that once my husband was fucking me, I imagined my stepson in his place. That day, I grabbed Amar tight with my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and started begging him to go harder.
Amar got excited seeing me like that, begging like a whore and pulling him closer. So, he fucked me even harder. I cum like a fountain, squirting my juice all over his dick. After the fuck session, Amar was incredibly happy thinking that he made me cum so hard. But I imagined his son in his place.
That night he fucked me once more before going to sleep and filled my hole with his hot cum. When Amar went to sleep, I rubbed my pussy and pinched my nipples, imagining my stepson.
I used to wake up early in our house and prepare breakfast for everyone. Then Sahil wakes up and leaves for his basketball practice. At last, my husband wakes up and leaves for the office.
One morning when I was preparing breakfast, I noticed that Sahil had not yet woken up. So, I went to his room to wake him up. I sat beside his bed and gently shook his shoulders to wake him up. He was deep asleep, so I slowly pushed the blanket down his waist. He was not wearing his shirt.
I again shook him to wake him up, but he didn’t respond. Feeling his naked chest under my hand gave me nipple chills. So I started massaging his muscles. When he didn’t wake up, I took the blanket off him. Sahil was just in his boxers, and his morning wood was bulging out of it.
I was a bit mesmerized by the size of his cock. It was the closest I had ever come to my stepson’s dick. My nipples were erect, and my heart was pounding out of my chest. I was feeling all kinds of emotions. I slowly reached for his dick and ran my fingers over it.
As I felt it, his dick twitched, and my heart just missed a beat. But Sahil was still asleep. After running my fingers, I slowly wrapped my fingers around his dick to feel the grip. His dick felt like a hot iron rod in my hand, and I felt my pussy getting wet. His dick was thicker than his father’s, for sure.
Suddenly Sahil mumbled something and opened his eyes. I immediately let go of his dick and stood beside his bed. Sahil woke up and looked all shocked. My heart was pounding hard, and I was scared as hell. He looked at me with a confused look on his face.
Sahil: Mother! What were you doing?
I tried to act cool, but my nervousness was clear on my face. I gathered courage and tried to change the subject.
Me: You will get late for your practice. Wake up. Breakfast is ready.
I rushed out of his room and returned to the kitchen. I was scared that he might be angry and complain about it to his father. So, I decided to clear things at breakfast. So, I sat waiting for him to come out. I was scared, but due to some reason, my nipples were still hard. I could still feel wetness around my pussy.
When Sahil came out, he didn’t look angry. There was a smirk on his face, and he came close to me. He wished me good morning and pulled me into his arms. He hugged me so tight that my boobs squeezed by his chest. His dick pressed against my body. He kissed my cheeks and grabbed my ass with both hands.
When he let go of me, I was in a complete state of shock. I wasn’t sure how to react. Amar used to wake up late, so Sahil and I were alone having breakfast. Sahil was sitting across from me. For the entire time, he looked at me like a hungry wolf, ready to attack and eat every inch of my body.
The whole time he just kept on staring with a smirk on his face. Once he left for his practice, I took a breath. I went to my bedroom and found my husband was still asleep. I was still horny from the morning incident. So, I went to my husband and pulled down his pants to release his morning wood.
He woke up confused, but I pinned him down and asked him to lie quietly and enjoy. I grabbed his hard dick, but the grip was not as good as his son’s. I took it deep into my mouth and started blowing him hard. I was doing it so hard that Amar started moaning like crazy and begging me to go slow.
I was at my peak. I imagined my stepson’s dick while sucking my husband. Amar didn’t last long and emptied his nut sack in my mouth. We both lay down for a while before Amar went to take a shower. Meanwhile, I also cleaned myself.
Before leaving for the office, Amar again bent me over to the dining table and fucked me hard from behind. Since that day, an unspoken sexual tension started building between my stepson and me. Sahil never left a chance to touch my body and feel my curves when no one was looking.
When I was working in the kitchen, he often came from behind and pressed his dick against my ass. I never encouraged him, but I never stopped him, either.
Over time I, too, got possessive of him. Seeing him talking to other girls made me angry. I knew those bitches didn’t love him. They just wanted his hard shaft to get rid of the itch in their vagina. I never showed any jealousy, but Sahil knew that I was jealous.
This went on for a while until one day when Amar almost caught us together. We were in the kitchen, and Sahil was grinding his dick on my ass. His hands were cupping my boobs when my husband walked in. He didn’t see anything, but I feared that he might have gotten suspicious.
That day I tried to end everything with Sahil and asked him to stop. Sahil didn’t look happy with that decision, but he didn’t argue. After that day, things got normal. Sahil stopped playing with my boobs or pressed his dick against my ass. It was hard for me, but I decided not to do it anymore.
Sahil had also moved on and had started dating some girl from his college. One evening I was home alone. Amar was away for a few days, and Sahil was out with his new girlfriend. I was lying on the couch watching TV when Sahil returned home from his date.
He came and lay down next to me with his head resting on my lap. It had been ages since he came this close to me, so I felt excited.
Me: How was your date?
He adjusted his head to look me in the eye. His mouth was a few inches away from my nipples. His head was directly above my pussy, making me wet. He started telling me about his date. But I couldn’t focus on his story due to my excitement.
Me: Did you guys have any fun?
Sahil: Are you asking whether I fucked her or not?
I ran my finger through his hair and smiled in affirmation.
Sahil: Yeah, I fucked her in the car. First, she played with my shaft and then I took her to the backseat. I rode her from behind and then made her bounce on my dick.
Hearing that made a sudden chill in my body. My nipples were hard and poking out, and my pussy was dripping wet. I slowly reached for his crotch and rubbed his dick through his trousers. His dick was twitching inside.
Me: I hope you made her cum.
Sahil laughed and spread his legs, so I had better access to his crotch. I started rubbing my hand across his crotch even harder.
Sahil: Yeah, I made her cum twice.
Me: That sounds amazing.
Saying that, I bent over and kissed him on his lips. Then he grabbed my head and started sucking my lips and shoving his tongue in my mouth. After kissing me, he pulled down my blouse and started an assault on my boobs. He was sucking and biting my nipples like an animal.
I, too, unzipped his pants to take out his dick and started jerking it off.
Sahil: I’ve always wanted to taste your boobs, mom. You have an amazing pair of tits.
I was playing with his hard shaft, and it felt like a hot iron rod in my hand.
Me: You have an amazing dick, son. I’ve always imagined it when your father fucks me.
Sahil pulled down his pants and tossed them away. Then he sat on the couch with his legs wide open. I sat on my knees between his legs and grabbed his dick. I teased him with my tongue and licked it like candy.
Sahil: You are so good at it, mom. It feels fantastic.
Then I took his dick deep inside my mouth until I could feel the tip of his dick on the back of my throat. I sucked him hard while he sat on the couch with his hands clasped behind his head. Soon his dick was covered with the mixture of my saliva and his cum.
After I was done sucking his dick, I squeezed his dick between my boobs, and boob fucked it.
Me: I hope you have not wasted all your cum on your girlfriend and have something left for your mother.
Sahil: Don’t worry, mom, today I’m going to fuck you till the last drop of my cum.
Sahil then picked me up and made me lie down on the couch. He pulled off my saree and made me completely naked. He climbed on top of me and sucked my nipples. Then he slowly moved down past my waist and pushed my legs apart.
He got mesmerized by the view of my pink shaved pussy. He buried his between my thighs and started eating me out.
Me: Son! Ah! You are amazing. Your dad never eats my pussy, but you are good at it.
Sahil looked me in the eyes while eating my pussy and smiled. He started shoving his tongue on every corner of my pussy. Then he shoved his two fingers inside me while eating my pussy. I started shivering like a fish and was moaning like some cheap whore. This made my stepson even more excited.
As he slid his fingers in and out of my pussy, hitting my g-spot, I felt a strong orgasm. Soon I climaxed and cum so hard that my son got wet with my pussy juice. It was so amazing that I lost all my senses and couldn’t even feel my body for a while.
Once my orgasm passed, I pulled Sahil close and kissed him.
Me: You are such an amazing boy.
Sahil smiled and kissed me back passionately. He again spread my legs and lifted them like a ‘V’. He aimed his cock at my wet pussy and slammed his huge dick into my love hole with a quick thrush. He began pounding his monstrous cock in and out of me.
His dick slid into my womb and made me moan with every thrust. He was reaching the depths of my pussy where no man had ever reached, not even his father. His dick was rearranging my guts. I grabbed his hips with my hands and tried pulling him deeper inside me.
In no time, I felt another orgasm building inside me. Sahil, too started moaning and giving slow but hard strokes from his dick. Suddenly he grabbed my boobs extra hard while giving me hard strokes. I couldn’t handle it any longer and busted into a huge orgasm.
Soon after, Sahil climaxed and released a massive load of cum deep inside me. He kept thrusting his dick until he released his last drop of cum inside me. When he pulled his rod out of my pussy it was shining due to the mixture of our cum present over it.
That scene made me even more aroused toward my stepson. I don’t know how experienced he was in having sex or how many girls his age he had fucked. But he was far better than his father would ever be. I sucked the cum from his dick, and then we lay naked in each other’s arms.
After that day, my stepson became my fuck buddy. He has fucked every hole in my body. Every morning I wake him up with a nice blowjob. If he is in the mood, he will take me to the shower and fuck me under the running shower.
When his father is not home, he fucks me in my bedroom, where his father used to fuck me.
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