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Confessions of a nymphomaniac step-mom — part 1

My name is Katie, I’m 29 years old and I recently married John who is 10 years older than me, he has a son Jason who is 19 years old.

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One of my main issues is that I’m a diagnosed nymphomaniac, which means, I need to get laid constantly, and I am horny all the time.

My husband’s sex drive on the other hand isn’t as high as mine but it does exist in there somewhere; however, since we got married about 3 months ago his sexual activity with me has been almost nonexistent (he says it’s because of our busy lives).

It makes things difficult for me when I want him so badly. The only way I can keep from cheating on him is by having regular fuck sessions at least once or twice a week, and even then sometimes I still feel like I have pent-up desires.

So last night after dinner, while we were watching TV together, I asked him for a quick fuck.

“I’m tired babe,” John replied.

“Honey, I really need a good fuck, if you don’t start fucking me soon, I’ll let your son fuck me instead,” I teased him. “And trust me, honey, Jason would love nothing more than to do that.”

John rolled over onto his back and looked up into my eyes, before responding. “You clearly don’t know Jason very well, I’ve never seen him with a girl, he must still be a virgin,” he laughed.

“Maybe I could teach him a thing or two then,” I said smiling.

He smiled too. He was trying to play off my comment but I knew what I had done — tried to turn the tables around and make him jealous.

“I am willing to bet, he wouldn’t dare do anything with you,” he responded.

That wasn’t true though. His son loved my body and wanted to take advantage of it whenever possible. If given half a chance, he’d probably try something. That made me smile.

The following day after John left for work, I decided to test the field with Jason, I’d bet that once I got him interested in me, he wouldn’t stop. I dressed up with a deep-cut tank top with no bra underneath, knowing full well my breasts would be exposed, also I wore some tight yoga pants.

“Good morning honey,” I greeted Jason who was coming downstairs.

“Hey Katie, how are you doing today?” He asked looking at me shyly through his glasses.

We hugged each other and kissed briefly on the cheeks.

“I’m great thank you,” I told him.

Jason didn’t usually look directly at me, but this particular moment caught my attention because I saw him staring down at my chest. I also noticed some swelling between his legs. Was he hard? Maybe…maybe not.

As usual, Jason sat across from me at breakfast, eating his cereal. I kept glancing over at him, noticing his bulge growing under his shorts. I couldn’t help myself. As much as I tried, I just couldn’t seem to keep my hands off of him. When he finished his bowl, I leaned forward and exposed my cleavage to him.

“May I be excused? I need to go upstairs for some … uh… homework,” Jason quickly ran upstairs with a bulge so big it was impossible not to notice.

He was gonna go upstairs and masturbate for sure.

I waited for a couple of minutes before following him upstairs, I slowly opened the door to his bedroom so that he wouldn’t hear me, and there he was, sitting on the bed masturbating with his eyes closed. His cock was impressive, must’ve been 8 inches long.

“Ohhh!” Jason moaned loudly, “Yes Katie!”

I turned red a little bit, he was clearly masturbating thinking of me. This was going better than I thought. I walked towards him, put my hand on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear.

“Need a hand there stud?” I teased him.

His eyes snapped open immediately, “What?!”

“Don’t worry honey, I won’t tell your father,” I assured him.

“But…”

“Come here sweetie, give me a hug,” I said softly.

I embraced Jason making sure his face was pressed against my generous breasts. I felt his stiff dick rubbing along my thigh, it was quite large.

“Mmmm,” he groaned again, feeling my tits press up against his face.

“Is this alright with you baby?” I asked.

He nodded his head, yes, obviously wanting to continue touching them. So I let go of him and pulled out one tit, letting it fall right in front of his mouth.

“Suck my nipple, Jason,” I commanded him.

He did as I asked, taking my breast into his hot wet lips, and sucking gently on my pinkish-colored nipple.

“Ahhhh!” I squealed, “God, that feels good! Keep doing that, Jason.”

“Give me a kiss baby,” I asked him.

I tilted my head towards him, waiting for him to lean in, but he hesitated. Instead, I grabbed both sides of his face, pulling him closer to me until our mouths met. We began kissing passionately. Our tongues danced with each other. He moved his hips slightly grinding his erection against me.

“Are you getting excited, baby?” I asked.

He nodded his head.

“Do you want me to please you?”

Again, he shook his head.

“Well then,” I continued, “Sit back and relax baby, I will take care of you.”

I stood up and removed my shirt. Then I climbed on top of him and I took his rock-hard cock in his hand and I started stroking it.

“Fuck yeah,” Jason sighed, closing his eyes and breathing heavily.

I looked up at him, seeing his blue eyes wide open, staring down at me seductively. I slid my tongue into his mouth and licked his soft bottom lip. I sucked it into my mouth, biting gently. He wrapped his arms around me tightly.

“Katie, can I make a request?” he said breathlessly.

“What is it, sweetie?”

“Can I call you ‘mommy’?”

I giggled, “Of course you may honey, anytime you want to.”

“Thank you, Mommy,” he said giving me another kiss.

Hearing him call me mommy while we were kissing and I was masturbating him, made it feel so taboo. I felt so dirty yet so turned on.

I continued stroking him faster, and I could see his breaths becoming heavier and deeper.

“Oh yes, Mommy!,” Jason moaned in delight, “I am gonna cum!”

“Where does my baby want to cum?” I asked, teasing him.

“On your tits!” he answered enthusiastically.

“Go ahead baby,” I encouraged him, “Cum all over my big titties.”

I pumped harder and louder now, his balls tightened up.

“Uhhhhh,” he grunted, squeezing my nipples tighter with his fingers.. I watched his penis swell up, shooting thick white ropes of semen on my chest and stomach.

When he finished, I rubbed his softening cockhead between my thumb and forefinger, scooping up some of the sticky fluid with my finger and licking it clean.

“Did you enjoy yourself, baby?” I asked him.

“Very much so,” he responded, grinning happily.

“Now baby, if you want this to continue I need this to be our little secret, okay?”

“Okay,” he agreed.

“Good boy,” I patted his cheek.

After he cleaned himself up, he gave me a nice long hug, pressing his sweaty forehead against mine.

“Thanks for everything, Mommy,” he said.

“Anytime honey, any time at all.”