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Confessions of a Nymphomaniac step-mom — part 9

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We spent the rest of the day lounging around the house, watching TV, and eating popcorn. It was nice just spending quality time with Jason without any distractions or demands on my time. But eventually, we both got bored and decided to dip in the pool.

“There’s nothing quite like swimming outside on a summer evening,” Jason said, stripping off his shirt and shorts.

I followed suit and joined him in the water after I changed into my bikini. The chilly drops sparkled like diamonds in the summer sun while we splashed around playfully for a bit before heading inside to dry off.

“We should take a bath together,” I suggested.

“I’d love to,” Jason replied.

While we waited for the tub to fill with warm sudsy water, we sat naked on the edge of the bed talking softly to each other. Jason laid his head on my shoulder and I ran my fingers through the soft strands of hair on his scalp.

Eventually, the bubbles filled the bottom half of the tub. We climbed in together and settled ourselves comfortably against each other. While I washed Jason’s chest, he played with my breasts and pinched my nipples. Then, he moved lower, slipping his hand beneath my thighs and parting them to explore my most intimate areas. He traced gentle circles around my sensitive clit and inserted several long strokes into my slit before dipping his finger inside.

“Oh God, Jason,” I whimpered, closing my eyes and leaning my head back.

Soon thereafter, he slipped another digit into my tunnel, pumping it rapidly in and out. My body responded instinctively, clenching rhythmically around his digits. Before I could come, however, Jason pulled his wet fingers out.

“Get up on the bathtub edge,” he commanded me.

I complied quickly, climbing out of the water so that he would have easier access to me. Once I was situated, Jason knelt between my spread legs. He positioned himself directly below me, leaned forward, and licked my throbbing clit.

“Aahh, yesss,” I purred.

I felt his slick tongue gliding over my engorged bud, teasing it until it became almost unbearable. Finally, I couldn’t bear it anymore and pushed my hips downwards towards him, desperate to find relief. He gladly obliged, plunging his tongue deep within me, swirling it around my gushing entrance.

It wasn’t long before I was writhing uncontrollably atop him. He must have sensed this because he stopped moving his mouth and simply held me tight. Slowly, I calmed down and relaxed against him. Eventually, I opened my eyes to see Jason gazing adoringly at me with a smile on his face.

“Thank you,” I whispered, caressing his jawline.

He kissed me tenderly before replying. “We are not done, yet.”

I chuckled lightly. “Okay, let’s get cleaned up.”

We toweled off and headed to my bedroom.

“Sit on the bed,” I commanded Jason.

He lay down on the mattress and propped himself up on an elbow. As he looked at me, I realized that it was hard to believe how much had changed in such a short amount of time.

I climbed onto his lap and straddled him, my mound pressed against his erection. I bent forward, touching his warm skin and kissed his chest. My tongue found one of his nipples, which stood out from the rest of him like a cherry among giant strawberries. I licked it once and then flicked it with my tongue before moving my fingers to another part of his torso. Finally, I traced a line down his stomach with my hand until I reached the patch of hair at the base of his penis. He was already fully erect again, and once more I gave him a few quick strokes before guiding him towards my opening.

“Oh, ‘mommy’,” Jason pleaded breathlessly as I lined myself up. “Please don’t tease me.”

“No promises,” I smirked. “Just relax.”

I sank down onto him and we were instantly connected. The feeling of being completely enveloped by Jason’s hard shaft made me shiver with pleasure. I began rocking back and forth slowly at first, savoring the sensation of our bodies making love. After a minute or so, I sped up my movements. Our skin slapped together loudly as we fucked feverishly. I gripped Jason tightly with my inner muscles, holding him fast against my core.

“Oh fuck, ‘mommy’,” he cried, his voice strained with passion.

Our frantic fucking intensified even more as we neared climax. He reached behind me and grabbed a handful of my ass. I dug my nails into his flesh, urging him on harder than ever. Soon enough, we both exploded simultaneously, crying out in unison and bucking wildly against each other.

We collapsed side by side afterward, gasping for air and bathing in the blissful heat. The sheets clung to our sweaty skin and twisted around our exhausted limbs like lovers who didn’t want to part. We lay there for a long time, just listening to each other breathe.

When my breath returned, I rolled over to look at Jason. He was still lying next to me. His cheeks were pink, either from exertion. I smiled affectionately at him.

“You really do know how to please your ‘mommy’,” I giggled.

“What can I say? I’ve had a very good teacher,” he replied modestly.

I laughed heartily and hugged him close to me.

“Well, I’m glad you think so,” I mumbled. “But I gotta tell ya: I hope you’re ready to learn some new tricks.”

“Is that right?” he asked with mock seriousness. “Where shall I start?”

“Hmmmmm…” I pondered aloud. “We’ll see, for now, rest.”