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Confessions of a Nymphomaniac step-mom — part 8

Just a normal morning with my step-son having breakfast together.

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The next morning I woke up in the arms of my Jason, I love how affectionate he is in comparison to his father. He’s always hugging me or kissing me when he wakes up in the mornings. Sometimes he’ll even sneak in a few passionate kisses during breakfast too.

Today was no exception. After he ate some toast and fruit, he walked over to where I was sitting by the window sipping coffee. He wrapped his arms around me from behind and pressed his chest against mine, inhaling deeply.

“Morning, ‘mommy’,” he murmured in my ear.

I turned in his embrace and planted a light kiss on his lips.

“Hi, baby,” I smiled, brushing his hair away from his forehead.

As if reading my mind, he reached up and touched my breast with his palm, letting his fingers trail across my nipple.

“What do you think about today?” he asked quietly, still staring at me intently with those dark brown eyes of his.

I thought for a moment. “Well, I guess I should start by telling you that I’ve decided to tell your dad tonight that we’re sleeping together.”

His eyebrows shot up. “Really?”

“Yep,” I confirmed.

“Are you sure you want to go ahead with that?”

My answer seemed obvious to me: “Absolutely. Why wouldn’t I?”

“Because…well…” he stammered, looking down at his feet. “This isn’t what I expected.”

“What did you expect?”

“That maybe we can continue keeping it a secret, I don’t want you guys to get a divorce and for you to move out,” he admitted sheepishly. “I mean, I know that’s selfish but…”

“Oh honey…” I cut him off as I planted a kiss on his lips.

“Sorry,” he apologized, rubbing his nose against mine.

“Hey, that’s okay,” I reassured him. “Now give me a real kiss.”

So, he obliged. He cupped my face in his hands and kissed me lovingly. His tongue snaked its way into my mouth and danced with mine. As much as I loved having sex with Jason, I also enjoyed our morning wake-up routine immensely.

Finally, he broke the kiss and rested his forehead against my own.

“Do you promise not to leave me alone with Dad?” he questioned seriously.

“Promise,” I answered.

“Good,” he nodded. “I hate to admit it, but I kinda like living with you too. Don’t make me choose between you two.”

“Never,” I assured him.

I looked down at him and I noticed a bulge in his boxer briefs. Curious, I slid my hand inside the elastic band and grasped his thick member firmly. Jason gasped and arched his back slightly.

“Wow, ‘Mommy’,” he breathed, gazing down at me with desire burning in his eyes.

“Hmm?” I hummed, stroking him slowly.

“You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you?” he teased, sliding his hand underneath my blouse, tracing circles around my nipples.

I shrugged. “Maybe.”

He stood up abruptly and dropped his pants and boxers to the floor revealing a large erection waiting for attention. He stepped closer to me and lowered himself onto the sofa cushion beside me. With one hand, he guided his dick to my mouth and then began thrusting roughly into my throat.

“Ahhhgggghhhhh,” I groaned as I struggled to keep up with his insatiable pace.

“Take it all, ‘mommy’,” he grunted, pulling out of my mouth only to plunge himself right back in. “Suck my cock!”

With that command, I went to work, licking, sucking, and tonguing him mercilessly. Soon enough, I heard his breathing become erratic and saw beads of sweat forming on his brow. I knew he was moments away from blowing his load.

“Mmmmmmm, oh yeah,” he growled as I continued pleasuring him with my mouth. “Cum for mommy! Cum in my mouth!”

And that’s exactly what happened. A couple of seconds later, Jason erupted inside me and I eagerly swallowed every drop. When he finished filling me up, he slumped back on the couch and panted heavily while I gently wiped my lips clean with my fingertips.

After a couple of minutes, Jason dropped to his knees in front of me and slid his hands under my nightgown. Without further ado, he tugged the hem up and exposed my bare pussy to him.

“Oh, baby,” I sighed, spreading my legs apart to allow him better access.

Jason wasted no time diving straight in, burying his face in my dripping folds. I couldn’t help but moan loudly as he slurped and sucked my juices from my swollen lips. I watched enthralled as his tongue swirled around my clitoris, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through my entire body.

Jason lifted his head briefly and glanced up at me with a devilish grin on his handsome face.

“How does that feel?” he inquired huskily.

“Amazing,” I moaned. “Keep going, baby.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. Once again, his eager tongue dove into my depths. This time though, instead of circling my clit, he plunged it repeatedly into my channel. In no time at all, I felt myself approaching my orgasm.

“Fuck, yes, Jason,” I moaned. “Don’t stop now.”

“Yes, ‘Mommy’, cum for me. Fuck, I love tasting you!”

In response, I rocked my hips back and forth, meeting his probing tongue with my own. That was all it took. Just like that, I came powerfully, squirting hot cream onto his tongue. Jason greedily drank down every last drop of my sweet nectar, moaning with delight and satisfaction.

Once I had regained my composure, Jason helped me put my nightgown back on.

“Thanks for the ‘breakfast’,” I grinned cheekily.

“Anytime, ‘mommy’.”