I thought it was a dream. It started with her voice. Soft, alluring, familiar, but different. I’d never heard her talk like this before, not to me. Blood was quickly rushing to my cock.
“…It’s such a waste, isn’t it?”
I felt the unmistakable feeling of warm skin against my chest. I opened my eyes. Two 36DD breasts filled my vision. My cock throbbed. Above bare breasts was the angelic face of my stepmother, Lonna, licking her lips.
“All that young cum…”
Strawberry blonde hair brushed her shoulders. She leaned towards me, pushing her fantastic tits against my face so her lips could reach my ear: “I’ve been watching you, baby. I’ve seen the way you look at me, and I like the way it makes me feel.” She licked my ear, then nibbled on the lobe, and leaned back. I was sad to see her breasts recede. I tried to move my arms, my palms itched, I wanted to feel the weight of them in my hands. They wouldn’t move. I felt a pressure on my wrists. She’d tied me to the headboard.
“Just so you know whose in charge,” she said, and winked.
Lonna’s hand trailed down my body, over my chest and abs, coming to rest between my legs, cupping my balls in her hand.
“Like I said before, such a waste, all this young cum. Being shot into a tissue or your sheets. There are so much better places for it.” I stared at her face, at her lips as she finished: “Softer. Warmer. Wetter.” She gave them a gentle squeeze and sat up.
Lonna’s breasts were glorious. Perky, perfectly shaped, and luscious. My mouth watered at the thought of feeling one of her nipples between my lips. They rivaled and beat any set of pornstar tits I’d ever seen. The fact that I regularly jerked off thinking about them was a testament to that fact.
“Now that you’re a man, eighteen,” my birthday was yesterday, “I’ve decided on a new house rule for you: no more masturbating, not for you. Not while I’m your mother.” She leaned forward so we were face to face. “Your cum belongs to me now,” she whispered, pressing her lips against mine. Her lipstick tasted like bubblegum. She kissed me hungrily for a few minutes, teasing me with little flicks of her tongue, sliding her soft fingertips along the length of my shaft.
“I’m so wet, I can’t wait any longer,” she said, sitting up again. She straddled my body. I watched her breasts jiggle and move as she positioned herself, hypnotized. A hand was wrapped around my fat cock.
“I’ve been looking forward to this all week,” she said. Her thighs were damp, she wasn’t kidding. I tried to speak, I’m not sure what I wanted to say, but a finger pressed against my lips, hushing me.
“Do you want this, baby?” she whispered. “Yes,” I gasped, “please yes!”
As she arranged herself, seeking the best angle to impale herself on my dick, I captured one of her perfectly formed nipples. I suckled, I moaned, and I didn’t let go. The effect was electric. Lonna gasped, her body shaking.
“My baby boy is so hungry, I love it!”
Something warm and wet kissed the head of my penis, I almost died. I’d never had a woman before, this would be my first time. Tied up and fucked by my busty stepmom. How did I get so fucking lucky?