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Watching Porn with my Stepmother #1
Hot stepmother, Christine, watches porn and has with her adult stepson, Jason.
Author’s Note:
I posted this to the mature category because Jason’s stepmother is 21 years older than him. I didn’t post this to the category because a stepmother and her stepson are not related by blood. Yet, nevertheless, between them could be deemed as uous.
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My name is Jason and I’m eighteenyearsold. Unashamed and unembarrassed to admit, I’m ually attracted to my 39yearold, MILF of a stepmother, Christine. Unexpectedly and fortunately, everything changed since I celebrated my 18th birthday last month.
Never demeaning me nor talking down to me as she always did before, for the first time, my stepmother treated me more like an adult than a child. Treating me more like a man, she treated me more like her equal. Then, something that I never thought she’d do, shocking me as much as she ually excited me, after catching me watching porn, she asked if we could watch XXXrated adult films together.
‘What? Seriously? My stepmother asked if she could watch porn with me? Stunned, I couldn’t believe she asked if we could watch a dirty movie together. Hard to wrap my head around her wanting to do that, my stepmother watching porn with me gave me even more to masturbate over,’ I thought.
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Not having a lock on my door, it all happened when my stepmother, Christine, was downstairs on the phone with her sister, Carol, and I was watching porn in my room with my bedroom door closed. Her daily, morning routine, while sipping her morning coffee, she always talked on the phone to her sister for hours. With them not having any secrets between them, they told one another everything. I wondered if she told her sister that she had flashed me accidentally or deliberately all that I never should have seen of my stepmother’s beautiful body.
Unable to change the channel or turn the television off quickly enough, surprising me, with her always barging in my bedroom without knocking, my stepmom caught me watching porn. I felt perversely perverted and ashamed for her to know that I was watching a pornographic movie. If only she knew that I was watching a stepmother having with her stepson, I’d feel even more ashamed.
Nonetheless, I wondered what she’d say if she knew that I was watching stepmother and stepson porn. With her always barging in my bedroom without knocking, her entering my room unannounced could have been much worse. With my box of tissues and bottle of lotion next to me on my nightstand, I was ready to remove my prick from my pajama bottoms and masturbate while watching a son making out with his stepmother and undressing her.
Bad enough that she caught watching porn, I would have been so embarrassed if she had caught me stroking myself. If ever she saw my naked, erect prick, I’d be humiliated. Feeling like such a pervert, I could never face my stepmother if she saw my erect cock while I stroked myself.
No doubt, she’d tell her sister that she caught me playing with myself. How could I explain that? Not bad enough that I’d be humiliated in front of my stepmother but also, I’ll be embarrassed in front of my step aunt, too.
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Then, something that I had never thought about before, I wondered if my stepmother played with herself. I wondered if her sister masturbated. If they did, I wondered what they masturbated over.
Even worse, if I had ejaculated when she opened my door, she could have seen me cumming all over my chest, on my stomach, and on my hand. How embarrassing would that be for her to see me shoot a load of cum all over myself? I’d be mortified.
Yet, on the other side of the coin, something even more exciting than embarrassing, if my stepmother saw my naked erect prick, caught me masturbating, and cumming, I’d be jerking off over that for the rest of my life. To be honest, every time she flashed me her naked breasts or her naked pussy, wanting to flash her, I was tempted to dick flash her my naked prick. Unable to tell, I wondered if she had flashed me accidentally or deliberately all that I shouldn’t have seen of her.
Only, not wanting to ruin the close stepmother and stepson relationship that we had, I never had the balls to return her exhibitionism favor with my exhibitionism and deliberately flash her. With me of age and no longer a child, she may even ask me to leave her house and find housing elsewhere. Unable to afford an apartment on my own, I’d have to move in with someone. With her doing all of the cooking, cleaning, laundry, grocery shopping, and running errands, my life would change for the worse when not living with her.
I’m comfortable with my new job working from home while writing code for a gaming software company. After my father died from COVID tenyears ago, and with him no longer around, and with us not blood related, if my stepmother tossed me out, I’d have to get a real job. The job that I have now, in time, has unlimited opportunities and income potential, especially if I create my own game to sell and earn royalties.
Yet, something I didn’t know, I wondered if she did see my cock, caught me stroking myself, and cumming, would she look? Would she stare? Or would she have looked away in embarrassment and shame, immediately leave my room, and close my bedroom door behind her?
If I had worn my headphones and closed my eyes while pretending that I didn’t know she was in my bedroom, I wondered if she would have remained in my room while watching me jerking off. There was only one way to find that out and that was to dick flash my stepmother. Daring myself to do so, I’d love to dick flash her. Only, somehow I’d have to make my flash appear accidental.
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Something that always gave me an erection, my MILF of a 39yearold stepmother walked in my room while wearing her short, and nearly transparent, lowcut nightgown. Always giving me something to masturbate over later, by showing me something of her that I shouldn’t see, she never wears a robe over her y nightgowns. She claims that wearing a robe over her nighties makes her too uncomfortably hot.
‘Indeed, that’s something that I wholeheartedly agree with, whether with a robe or without a robe, my stepmother is hot,’ I thought.
If her not wearing a robe over her revealing nightgown wasn’t enough, she never wears panties beneath her nightgowns either. As much as I could clearly see the shape, the size of her enormous, naked breasts, and the impressions of her erect nipples through her sheer nightgowns, I could see her forest of her brown, bushy pubic hair, too. I even saw the butterfly tattoo that she has above her pussy and the tramp stamp wording that she has over her ass, ‘Outgoing only.’ I love seeing my stepmother as if she’s nearly naked.
I only wished that I could take pictures of her without her knowing to show my friends. With them always saying how pretty she is and how y she is, my friends lust over my stepmother. They’d love to see photos of her in her revealing nightgowns. Lighting her up with the camera flash, if I took a photo of her in her nightgown, I’d see even more of her shapely body.
If only they knew that I’ve seen all that they’d love to see of her, they’d be jealous. If only they knew that I masturbate every morning and every evening while imagining seeing her naked, and imagining her having with me. With all of their mothers, short, fat, and ugly, compared to my tall, shapely, slim, and beautiful stepmother, I have the best mother of the bunch.
When she’s not flashing me the tops of her naked, jiggling breasts and her long line of y cleavage, she’s flashing me her bushy, brown pussy. I can’t count how many down nightgown views of my stepmother’s big tits and her erect, pink nipples that I’ve seen. I can’t count how many times I’ve seen up nightgown peeks of my stepmother’s naked cunt. I’ve seen her pussy mound, her camel toe, her pussy slit, and even some glistening pink when she’s squatting in front of me to pick up something from the carpet with her knees spread wide open.
When we play cards or a board game, something that we do nearly every day, she sits on the couch while I sit on the floor in front of her. No doubt, with her unaware that she’s continually flashing me, her knees are parted enough to give me a continual up nightgown view of her naked cunt. Then, if it’s not enough that I’m seeing her pussy, every time she leans forward to play a card or a game piece, she gives me a great down nightgown view of her naked breasts.
I love playing games with my stepmother. With her giving me plenty to masturbate over later, I’m a masturbation machine. Filled with excess testosterone, my record masturbating is five times in one day. Usually, I masturbate in the morning and in the evening. Then, if I’ve seen something of her that I shouldn’t have seen that has given me an erection, I’ll masturbate again in the afternoon.
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When she’s not wearing her revealing nightgowns, she’s wearing her short skirts and lowcut blouses. I’ve seen even more flashes of her panties than I’ve seen of her naked pussy. I’ve seen even more flashes of her bras and her cleavage than as I’ve seen of her naked breasts and her erect nipples. With her seemingly unaware that she’s flashing me, giving me plenty to jerk off over, every day my stepmother shows me something of her that I shouldn’t see.
‘I love my stepmother,’ I thought. ‘Christine, I love you.’
As soon as she’s out of the shower, she wraps a towel wrapped around her. Then, she opens the bathroom door to let out the steam. With her arms over her head, a hair brush in one hand, and her dryer in her other hand, I enjoy watching her brush and blow dry her long, lush, beautiful, brown hair. I talk to her while willing that her towel falls to her waist to expose her enormous, naked breasts.
Then, as if there’s a drumroll of ual anticipation going off in my head, I watch her towel ever so slowly slide down a little lower. I stare at the tops of her meaty and jiggling breasts. Then, with the towel sliding down a little further, I stare at her long, y line of cleavage. As if my finger was an Alpine, Norwegian skier, while tempted to yodel, I imagine slowly sliding my finger down her beautiful cleavage. I’d love to fuck her cleavage with my cock.
With her too busy fixing her hair and talking to me to bother with her towel, I stare at the tops of her dark pink, symmetrical areolas. Then, as if playing peekaboo, her pink, erect nipples emerge from behind her towel. Finally, her towel falls to her waist to expose her naked breasts to my horny eyes.
Always thinking that she unintentionally flashed me her gigantic tits but now I’m wondering if she flashing me herself topless was deliberate. Giving me a good, long look of her big tits, she never immediately stops, turns off the hairdryer, and/or put down the brush to lift her towel as it slowly falls. Fortunately for me and thank God, she only repositions it after it’s already fallen.
“Oops,” she always says, looking down at her naked breasts before turning to face me and look at me. “Close your eyes, Jason. Don’t look at mommy’s tits,” she says with a laugh. “I’m so embarrassed.”
Embarrassed my ass. If she’s anything, she’s ually aroused after flashing me her naked breasts.
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Then, a good way for me to flash her my cock, daring myself to do so, I decided to return the favor of her exhibitionism with my exhibitionism. With her continuing to flash me all that I should never see of her, it was my turn to flash her what she shouldn’t see of me. With us only having one bathroom, I waited until she’s in the shower before I knocked loudly enough on the bathroom door for her to hear me over the running water to tell her that I had to pee.
“Mom. I’m sorry but I have to pee,” I said.
While waiting for her to respond, I stroked myself to a big and hard erection. My penis tented my pajama bottoms as if I had a steel pipe inside of them. As nervous as I was ually excited, I was finally going to show her my naked, erect prick. I couldn’t wait to show her my big dick.
“Okay, Jason, come in but don’t flush the toilet, Jason,” she said.
When I opened the bathroom door, there she was. As if she was a whore standing in a window behind a sheer curtain on New Orleans Bourbon Street in the Red Light District, I could clearly see her naked silhouette behind the sheer, plastic shower curtain. Instead of turning away from her, while standing in front of the toilet, and peeing while standing, I turned to face her.
Hoping that she’d look, giving me more to masturbate over tonight, I wanted my stepmother to see my naked, erect cock. I hoped that she’d stare at my prick in the way that I stared at her tits. I wanted her to see my big dick. Even though I was nervous about dick flashing her, I couldn’t wait to see her reaction to seeing my cock. Would she look? Would she stare? Or would she look away?
As if I was a y, male stripper at a CFNM strip club, I took my time pulling down my pajama bottoms. I adjusted my cock while holding it in my hand for her to hopefully see. Again, hoping that she could see my prick, I wanted to give her a good look at my naked penis. As if there was a drumroll of ual anticipation going off in my head, I slowly pushed down my pajama bottoms to my ankles.
Then, before sitting on the toilet to pee, while naked below the waist, I stood there for a few seconds while holding my cock in my hand and fiddling with it. I looked to see if she was looking. I saw her turn her head peek out the tiny opening of the shower curtain to stare at my naked prick.
‘My stepmother saw my naked, erect prick,’ I thought. ‘She stared at my cock.’
With her telling her sister everything, I wondered if she’d tell her sister that she saw my big dick. I wished that I could be a fly on the wall to hear that conversation. I wondered if she’d tell her sister that her towel fell to her waist and she flashed me her naked breasts.
Then, something that I have a habit of doing after I pee, I flushed the toilet. Even after she asked me not to flush, I deliberately flushed the toilet.
“Jason,” she said, opening the shower curtain enough for me to see her naked breast and for her to see my naked prick while standing to pull up my pajama bottoms. “I asked you not to flush the toilet,” she said, staring down at my cock.
As if we were both hypnotized, mesmerized with seeing what we shouldn’t see of one another, she continued staring at my cock in the way that I stared at her breast. In the way that my stepmother flashed me her naked breast, I flashed her my naked prick. I couldn’t wait to masturbate later over dick flashing her.
“Sorry, mom. I forgot,” I said while standing there with my pajama bottoms up to my knees.
‘I did it. I flashed her my naked, erect prick. She not only looked but also, she stared,’ I thought.
While making it appear accidental and not intentional, I dick flashed my stepmother. Instead of looking away, she not only looked at my cock but she stared at my prick. I hoped she’d tell her sister that I saw her naked breast and she saw my big dick.
Again, with her continuing to give me more to masturbate over, I couldn’t wait to stroke my cock over my stepmother seeing my naked prick and me seeing her naked breast.
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Returning back to how this all started; after barging open my bedroom door, she stood in the middle of my room in her pale green, sheer, and nearly seethrough nightgown. The light from my window lit her up as if she stood in front of the open refrigerator door without turning on the kitchen light. I could see everything through her nightgown as if she stood in front of the television in the darkened living room. As if she was walking through a TSA Xray machine at the airport, I could clearly see my stepmother as if she was naked.
“What are you watching, Jason,” she asked while staring at my erection that tented my pajama bottoms?
I wanted to hide my face in my pillow so that she didn’t see my face redden with shame and embarrassment that she caught me watching porn. Yet, instead of leaving my room, she continued staring at my throbbing and pulsating, stiff cock.
“Nothing,” I said. “I’m just flipping around trying to find something to watch,” I said lying while quickly changing the channel.
She laughed while giving me a y smile and a naughty look.
“You were watching porn, weren’t you,” she asked and laughed again while continuing to stare down at the impression of my erect prick? “You’re always watching porn while masturbating,” she said. “I told my sister that you’re a masturbation machine,” she said with a dirty laugh.
She smiled at me with compassionate understanding.
“I always know when you’re masturbating because you rattle the windows downstairs and the dishes in the China cabinet,” she said with a little laugh.
Instead of admonishing me by calling me a pervert, she gave me another understanding smile.
“That’s okay. Don’t be embarrassed, Jason. Every eighteenyearold, young man watches porn while masturbating,” she said with another laugh. “Masturbation is a healthy thing to do. I’d think that there was something wrong with you if you didn’t watch porn and play with yourself,” she said with another laugh.
My stepmother embarrassed me by her knowing that I not only watch porn but also that I play with myself when watching adult films. Yet, a good thing, she didn’t know that my favorite porn to watch was a stepmother having with her stepson. She continued staring at the TV screen while standing in the middle of my bedroom while showing me all that I loved seeing of her nearly naked body.
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“Before your father succumbed to COVID, I swore to him that I’d take care of you as if you were my biological son,” she said.
She gave me a big, beautiful smile. If she wasn’t beautiful enough, she was even more beautiful when she smiled.
“Something you may not know,” she said with a y laugh while giving me a naughty smile. “I used to enjoy watching porn with your father,” she confessed. “Watching porn is not only healthy for the brain by getting rid of stress and anxieties but watching adult films kept our life alive.”
She laughed while continuing to stare down at my erection that tented my pajama bottoms.
“He had a huge collection of dirty movies,” she said.
She laughed again. Then, she said some intimate details about my father that surprised me.
“He was always wanted to take topless and naked photos of me to show to his horny friends,” she said with a laugh.
‘Like father, like son, I’d love to take topless and naked photos of her to show to my friends, too,’ I thought.
She continued telling me more things about my father that I didn’t know.
“He wanted me to serve them drinks to his friends at his weekly poker parties while topless,” she said with another laugh. “Your father loved my big breasts.”
‘Oh, my God,’ I thought. ‘I imagined her topless while serving my dad’s poker buddies drinks and them touching, feeling, and fondling her naked breasts while pinching, pulling, turning, and twisting her erect nipples. Again, I couldn’t wait to masturbate over imagining her topless at one of my poker parties with my friends groping her breasts.’
She continued telling me about the pervert that my father was.
“He wanted me to lay out in the backyard topless in front of the lawncare men,” she said.
She let out a dirty laugh.
“I may have done that had I been drinking, but if I did, not only would the lawncare men have seen me topless but our neighbors would have seen me without my bikini top, too,” she said.
She laughed.
“He wanted me to take photos of my sister while she was topless and naked,” she said with a laugh. “I never did but I don’t think my sister would have minded her brotherinlaw seeing her without her clothes. My sister is and always has been an exhibitionistic whore,” she said with a dirty laugh.
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