I held her tight to me as we came off our sexual bliss then Bethany lifted herself up until my cock pulled out and slide her body down mine until she was standing upon the floor.
“What have we done?” I heard her whisper in my ear.
Just then, we caught headlights passing by the window, and Bethany hurried herself upstairs as I fixed my clothes before Dad walked in.
I sat on the stool we had just fucked on and acted as natural as I could, sipping my iced tea when Dad entered the house.
“So how was your day?”
“Err, it was all right. I met a couple of girls and had a good time with them.”
“So did you get to score with one?” Dad said and gave me a light punch to the arm.
“Yea… I actually did.” I said with a big smile.
“That’s great son. I’m happy you’re having a good time out here.”
“I am dad. I’m having a fantastic time out here.”
“Well I’m tired.” Dad said and made his way to his room.
I sipped my tea and waited another ten minutes before going to my own room. That’s when it hit me.
Holy Fuck! I forgot to call Mom.
It had been a while since I last spoke to her and I felt bad that I had forgotten.
“I hope she’s not too hurt.” I mumbled to myself.
As I lay on my bed, my mind bounced back and forth from wondering how Mom was to my first-time fucking. Needless to say, fucking Bethany soon overtook my worries about Mom. I stroked my cock reminiscing over how her pussy felt as we fucked. I couldn’t wait to have my cock deep inside my step-mother once again and fell asleep imaging what tomorrow would bring.
I awoke the next morning with a massive hard on and couldn’t wait to meet Bethany downstairs for our morning breakfast. Fucking my step-mother again was all I could think of. I sprang from the bed, dressing as fast as I could.
My young mind was filled with different places and ways I could fuck her – over the table at breakfast – by the pool as she took in her morning tan. My dick was already dripping precum, by the time I made it downstairs. However, when I walked into the kitchen Dad was sitting at the table.
Fuck it’s Saturday I thought and proceeded to look around for Bethany. She was nowhere in sight.
“Hi Dad where’s Bethany?”
“Oh I think me working late got her upset. She mentioned going shopping, but I can tell something was on her mind before she left.”
“To tell you the truth son, I wasn’t working late at all. I went to a strip club to unwind.” I didn’t plan on being that late, but this stripper named Kitty caught my eye.” You weren’t the only one to get a piece of tail last night. Dad chuckled.
“What about Bethany?” I said.
“This is between you and me son. Bethany doesn’t need to know.”
“Besides getting laid is in our nature.”
I became pissed when Dad explained how men have always exploited women for their own pleasure. However, I couldn’t stay mad when I realized that I had just fucked his own wife.
Dad kept talking, but as he ran on, I reminisced back to last night. I looked over at the wall I had pressed Bethany against. I could feel her nail’s digging into my neck and heard her moaning as she orgasmed with my cock deep inside her womb.