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dad and mom were divorced ever since I remember. I stayed with mom and my
older sister while dad didn't even exercise his visitation rights. But then Mom
remarried and I had two younger half brothers. Our relationship soured. When I
turned 12 I finally decided to live with my unknown Dad which he readily
welcomed for it means reduction of child support. He had also remarried to a
very beautiful and gorgeous lady Irene who is much younger than him in her mid
20's. I bonded with her very well. As the years passed she became like a second
mom to me, attending school function, helping with my homework, watching me play
baseball etc. During summer when Irene who stands at 5'8" and about 120 lbs
wears fitting dress that emphasize her well rounded ass and revealed some
cleavage from her delisciously perfect cone shape boobs, my friends would
lustfully stare at her. In contrast to mom who is a very intelligent working
girl that can not be fooled with a 7-11 non-stop mouth, Irene is a sweet,
caring, lovely but naive and vulnerable lady whom men might think can be sweet
talked to bed. That's probably how my sweet talking dad got her to marry him.
Like the aging swain that Dad is who by now is in his 40's he lost appetite in
going out with Irene so I end up happily escorting her to the grocery or
sometimes even to the movies. "Your Dad is sinking deeper and deeper into the
pit Robert" Irene would say refering to his increasing drinking problems. They
still get along very well despite that, and Dad is still a good financial
provider, yet I doubt if dad is still a good sexual provider. My 15th birthday
was approaching and it co-incided with Grandad's too. A joint party was arranged
at a rented hall for a big family celebration as Grandad's illness don't
guarantee that there will be some more birthdays to come. My friends were
invited and every group have presentations.
After all the dinner the program started with songs and dances and speeches.
Then came the moment, uncle Joel the host announced "Ladies and gentlemen coming
to the stage is the one and only, the beautiful Irene, dancing the Hawaiian
dance in dedication to her father -in -law and step son, a round of applause".
Irene went there in the traditional Hawaian custume, a straw skirt that reveals
her thighs as she danced and layers of neclaces of flowers that covered her
breast. As I would learn later underneath those necklaces of flowers were two
pieces of small triangular cloth the size of my palm barely covering her niple.
They were attached to a plastic material fitted underneath her boobs and pulled
down by two almost invisible nylon threads tied to her skirt and pulled up by
the same two nylons hooked up in her neck. The effect is that she appeared to be
dancing topless infront of a crowd of family and friends. Her face is so
beautiful, her skin is so smooth, her body so gorgeous and her movements so
graceful and all eyes were glued on her. Everytime her thighs came out from her
straw skirt the men and the boys would widened their eyes and each time the
necklaces swang forward or sideward teasingly revealing the sides of her boobs
they would swallow their saliva. The flower necklaces did its job well,
concealing the pieces of cloth underneath and providing a sexy appearance, and
impression of her being topless. "You're such a lucky boy Robert, your mom's so
hot, you must have been jacking off on her a lot" said my friend Peter.
"Immagine living with a mom like that, oh man I could die" responded Gary. "I
bet your dad bang her every night, with a wife like that, no wonder your dad
always look worn out" added Bill. "Shut up, she's dad's wife, you fool" I
replied. But the truth is that my dick had sprang hard as I watched mom's hips
and billy moving in a circular pattern as her arms reached for the stars "that
twinkle in a blue" as the song goes, while her boobs struggled to get out from
those layers of flowers that also struggled to cover them. Since I moved with
them I have tried very hard to suppress my lustful feeling with Irene. It's
incestous and disgusting. But this time it's just too much. After mom finished
dancing she went to granpa and kissed him on his check, then she came to me,
greeted me then gave me a hug and a short kiss on the lips. I had my hands on
her hips and it feels so good, I wanted to pull her tightly to my body and
prolong our kiss. My friends wouldn't be beaten and hugged her too. I can see
the lust in their eyes as they emerged from mom's shoulder while pressing their
chins and chest to her boobs protected only by flowers. Afterwards they then
raced to the rest rooms. I did too, my dick is too hard, I needed a release or I
explode in my pants. While I keep immagining Ashley Jude as I stroke my erect
penis mom's immage, her face, her boobs, her hips and legs always cameback to
mind until I finally jerk off.
We went home that night with dad so drunk almost throwing up. When we reached
home I helped mom put him to bed and watch her wiped him up and change his
clothes wondering if he knows how lucky he is. I took my shower and went to bed.
Around 2:00 am I still couldn't sleep. "Robert are you awake" called mom in a
low voice. "Yeah, come in" I replied. "Your dad is spitting all over the bed,
can I lay down with you for a while until he falls asleep" she said as she laid
down beside me before I can say "sure". She was wearing a white nighty so thin,
almost transparently showing her niples and her panty underneath. "Mom, were you
topless back there underneath those flowers?" "Not realy" she explained to me as
she got up to show me the undergarment. "Wear it mom, let me see". She then went
to the bathroom and cameback wearing those two pieces of cloth and her straw
skirt. "See, I wasn't topless at all". She put back her nighty again and laid
down beside me. I was thinking if she showed me those sexy attire she might also
agree to show me her boobs. In a bold move I asked her "mom can I see your
boobs" "why?" she asked. "Just curious how it look like" I replied. She then
slid down her nighty from her shoulder and the most wonderful breast showed on
her chest. "Let me see the other one too". "It's the same" she answered. Her
innocents and naivity is a great turn on and by now I have forgotten that she is
my step mom. "Can I touch them mom". "Robert, what has gotten to your mind, it's
not curiousity anymore to touch it, you just turned 15, your growing up" "But
mom, come'on just for a second" I said as my dicK was now as hard as rock. "Ok,
just for a second" I was facing her supporting my head with my right hand while
my left hand prepared for the touch of a life time. I fondled and massage her
breast. "Mom this is soft" "why what do you expect?". "Let me get my hands
underneath your nighty, I want to feel your hard nipple". "No Robert, what's
happening to you?" Nevertheless I slide my hands beneath her clothes and touch
her niple. It feel so good in my fingers, I played with them. "That's enough"
mom said. I continued and I can sense that she got carried as she started to
moan. "No Robert, stop it, please stop it, no please" she begged as she is
lossing control of herself. I slide my hands down to her pussy and she was
already wet down there, I lifted her clothes and sucked and lick her boobs while
my otherhand stroke her pussy. This is already point of no return as I mounted
on top of her and she now responded with my move. She now started to suck my
tongue as we kissed. I took off all her clothes and panty and I got naked too. I
shoved my cock inside her and pumped her as hard as I could. She was moaning and
breathng hard. As I was about to unload I pulled my dick and squeez it in
between her boobs while I pressed her tits tight.
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