FAMILYXXX - Stepson Finds Out His Stepmom Has Been Fantasizing About Him

It was a story so convoluted you'd never believe it was true. Especially if you knew just how dull my relationship had always been with my stepmother. But it was true. Every dirty detail. So dude, I still have no idea why you haven't banged her yet. Dude, she's not my type. Trust me. She's like a little sister to me. Dude, Caitlin is not a little sister to anybody. Have you seen her ass? Dude, she's got daddy issues. Trust me. Every time she opens her mouth, it's her bitching about something some of her ex-boyfriends did to her. something. Are you gay? Well, considering that I'm one of the douchebags that all the hot girls can find in, maybe. What's with the bouquet of flowers, bro? Oh, that's my stepmom's computer. I'm just borrowing it until they figure out what's wrong with mine. You had me worried there for a minute. Dude, you don't want Caitlyn anyway. Derek dated her for like a year and she didn't even get my head. Holy shit. Yeah. Dated for a year. No, no, no, no. Holy shit. What? Dude, your mom wants you. My mom? Oh yeah, Carla. What are you talking about? Come and check this out. Come here. She has this bookmark under favorites labeled fantasies. And in that, look it. Why Why are you looking at her bookmarks? I thought you wanted to buy concert tickets. That's not the point! Look at this! Look at what's in the folder! Dude, your mom is creaming her panties over you. From that point forward, I did everything I could to avoid her. But living under the same roof made that a little complicated. And eventually I was left with no choice but to talk to her. You okay Tony? Yeah I'm fine. Hey wait a minute. What's wrong? School? No it's not school. Is it a girl? No, it's not a girl. Well, whatever it is, you can always tell me. I know that. You know, this whole thing feels really weird to me, with us living under the same roof and all, not having a relationship. I hope we can change that someday. Yeah, I bet you would. What do you mean by that? Nothing. No, tell me. I found your bookmarks folder. My what? Your bookmark folder on your computer. What are you talking about? The fucking stepmother's stepson porn stories. You had like a hundred of them on your computer. What's that all about? You were snooping on my computer? It's more accidental than anything, but... I can't believe you were snooping on my computer. I can't believe you have mother-son porn stories on your computer. You know, those are my private folders, Tommy. and I don't have to explain them to you or to anybody else. I'm taking a nap. I need to talk to you about something. What? Can I come in? What do you want? I need to be completely honest. Still trying to process all this. What do you want to know? So, why were all those stories on your computer? Listen, when you're a little older, you'll understand what you found on my computer. I know this seems pretty weird to you, me looking at that kind of stuff. but what you need to understand is that people are entitled to fantasize about who or whatever they want but not actually do any bad things. I can fuck whoever I want without any repercussions. I can respect that. So if you were curious if those links were about you or if I was attracted to you, the answer is yes. You've gotten off to the thought of being with me? Have you? Yes. I'm a sexual person, and we're two attractive people living under the same roof. And I know I have to play the role as your mom, just like you have to play the role of my son. I know I can't act it out, but at least I can think about it. I'm 43 years old. I am so over the bullshit. I know wanting you is wrong, but I'm not dead inside. I read these stories and I masturbate so that I can relieve the tension and live out that fantasy in my mind. How's that working out for you? Well, it's not the real thing, but I don't exactly have a choice. Sure you do. I should be telling you to stop this right now. I'm not going to. Good. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh. And. What you been fantasizing about this? Maybe. Just a little. Oh. Oh my god. Oh. Oh. God, that's good. Oh my god. Oh my god, that feels so amazing. Oh my god. oh my god Oh my god Your tongue is amazing. I feel so good. Oh Oh, my God. Mm-hmm. Oh God. Feel that inside you? Yes. Bring it over here. Oh. That's the way baby. Yes. Oh. Oh God. Oh my god. Good. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh, my God. Oh, yes. Oh, yeah, baby. Oh, yeah. Oh, come on, baby. Baby. I'm sick of fucking crying. we all your of Oh 0 0 Oh Oh my god. oh oh such nice titties could double kiss ahh yeah water in there I want to taste you. Yeah. I'll lick my kisses after you I'm going to take a deep breath. Oh my god, this is so good. It is so fucking tasty. Oh yeah MMMM Oh je MMMM MMMM Oh je... Oh... MMMM Oh my god. You cocked out a little harder this time. A lot. Oh my god. Oh, yes. Beautiful coffee. Yes. Oh, yes. Yes, yes. Oh, God. Oh, my God. Fucking perfect cock. Fuck yeah. Oh yeah. Oh my gosh, you're so good at that. Isn't that good? I like your fucking cock. God damn. Sorry, dad. Yeah, you like when I lick your balls. I love you. So fucking beautiful. Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Love those big titties. You want to suck on it? Yes. Yeah. Oh, yes. Oh, yes. God. Oh, yeah. Oh, God. So good. Yeah. Yes. It's so wet, isn't it? Yeah, it's so wet. God. I think I need to fucking sit on your collar. Oh my god. Oh, fucking nighter. Oh, yeah. Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Oh, God. Fuck me just like that Come on, buck your hips right now Fuck yes I want you to buck your tops Fuck me Oh god Oh, yes. Oh, God. God, that feels good. Good God. Oh, yes. God. God. Oh, God. Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god Yes baby Yes Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Oh, yes. I love your fucking confidence inside me today. Oh, yes. Oh, yes. Oh, fuck. Oh, you're too old for that, baby. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, that was big titty. I think I need more of your fucking cock now. Yeah? Yeah. What do you want, baby? Let me show you what I want. I stay right there Yes oh god damn it oh my god Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh God. You wanna? Yeah, oh yes. Oh man. I'm sorry. I want to taste myself again. I do. I do. Stay right there. Go. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. ah oh yeah God, yes. Oh, yeah. I want you to fuck me again. Yeah, baby. Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh, God. God. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. Oh, yeah. Baby, give it to me. Oh, yes. Oh, my God. No! Come for me, baby. God! Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. I'm gonna slap my fucking ass, baby. I'm gonna do it right. Oh yeah. Oh, fuck you. Oh, fuck you. Oh, God. Oh, fuck you. Oh, fuck. Come on. So good. Oh, my God. Oh, God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Let's see. Let's see. Oh. Yes! You're gonna fucking come for me? I want you to come on my fucking chest. Come here. Give it to me. I don't know. You know, I can't make a habit of this. Why not? Because eventually reality will kick in, and I want it to remain a fantasy. Understood. I thought you were going to say because of the whole mother-son thing. Well, that too. Later. Later. Carla and I never slept together again It was just one of those crazy moments When two people decided to ignore the consequences Of all life's rights and wrongs And allowed themselves for one afternoon To live out a forbidden fantasy