The Getaway II
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I'm reading and unwinding after a long morning when my step-son comes in, and my motherly instinct tells me something is wrong. "Are you ok, darling?" He tells me, after some prodding, that his girlfriend broke up with him. I tell him how a breakup is not the end of the world, but he assures me that his girlfriend was special. I prod him, tempt him to tell me more, my soft hands affectionately massage his shoulders, he whispers unmentionable things in my ear. "THAT'S why she's different?" I am appalled but he isn't attentive to my shock like I expect, "Step-Mom, I've got to get her back, I'm going to call her, no... better.. I'll go over her house," he moves to get up. I press him back into the chair, "no, darling. I have other plans. We're going on a little road trip, just you and me, a nice relaxing get away." My step-son looks at me with interest, "where?" I haven't thought about where yet, "we're going to drive in one direction until we get tired, anywhere far away, it'll be an adventure." I put my hand on his thigh and look into his eyes, he nods, "sounds good," he agrees. "I'll pack some things for us."
We drive and I put my hand on his thigh. I think he should look to his step-mother when he chooses a girlfriend. I have the qualities every good woman should have. I know he agrees, but I must say it to instill it. We get to the hotel.
"Isn't it gorgeous?" I begin to list all the wonderful aspects of the room, the space, the view, and the jacuzzi. We discover some problems, mainly a result of my absent mindedness, I forgot to get a double bed, and-- I forgot the pajamas. I booked the honeymoon suite, the room doesn't even have a shower in the bathroom, just the jacuzzi, no privacy, in the middle of the room! We both agree we could use a nap, and then we'll figure out what to do for fun in the city. "We'll rest in our underwear, just like we used to do when you were a little one." I ask him to turn around while I undress, but he sneaks peeks at me as I take off my clothes. I must admit to noticing his wandering eye, but I don't say anything. I like it when he watches me. I get into bed, he undresses, and gets in right next to me.
It's "interesting" that he chooses to lay so close to me when we have a California King bed. He rubs his feet next to mine and puts his arm around me. I'm naked and dirty thoughts run through my mind about my step-son. I decide to cool down in the shower, but oh-- there is none! I sneak into the tub in the center of the room, justifying the brazen move by his tendency to be a heavy I run cool water over my body and I notice how hot he is, how muscular, how absolutely masculine in a sweet boyish way. I touch myself and muffle my moans. My step-son hears me, he strokes to me. I cum, my lip shivers with the intensity of my orgasm. I get into bed with him and I feel him kiss me, touch me.
I can't believe that I am allowing him, he begs for me, his step-mommy, and I want him so bad. I try to hold out and not take his virginity, but I can't help it. "Please Step-Mommy, I want to feel you on the inside." I melt.
He cums inside of me, his young, strong cock thrusts deep inside of me, eager to feel every centimeter. I wash in the jacuzzi, and my step-son eagerly follows me, his cock still raging hard. I tell him to sit on the edge while I kiss his cock, teasing him with my tongue. He erupts in my mouth and I know my step-son will never be satisfied by another woman. He' watches me play with his dippy cum, I fix my lipstick and I know hat he's mine forever.
