The Step Mom - Pt. 11
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Nick sat in his bed for several minutes after Julie left his bedside. He could hear her and his dad chatting downstairs. He imagined her shorts were still quite damp after having just cum at his bedside a few minutes earlier, while watching him make himself cum.
"Wow!" he thought, shaking his head. "Who ever would have predicted this?"
He got out of bed and walked naked down the hall to the bathroom, in need of a shower. He closed the bathroom door and stepped in the shower. The warm, soapy water felt great and he found himself absentmindedly stroking his cock again as he washed down there. "Save it Nicky boy," he said to himself. You may need that in the week and half you have left here before heading back to school. He dried off and wrapped the towel around his waist. He combed his hair and opened the bathroom door. Julie and Steve had just arrived at the top of the stairs.
"We are turning in early buddy," Steve said. "I have my early flight to the east coast tomorrow."
"Okay - have a good sleep and a good trip," Nick said. "I will still be in bed when you get leave tomorrow."
"Will do buddy. Keep an eye on Julie while I'm gone," Steve said.
"I'm sure he will!" Julie added, as the two of them headed to their bedroom.
Nick went into his room and threw on a pair of boxers and a tee shirt. He went down to the kitchen and opened the fridge - grabbing all the fixins' for a charcuterie board - salami, cheese, pickles, olives and crackers. He helped himself to a bottle of Cab Sauv from the wine rack in the kitchen and stepped outside on the patio.
He propped his iPad on the table and turned on Netflix while he ate and had a glass of wine. His thoughts kept finding their way back to the events of the summer.
First, watching his step-mom masturbate by the pool while he shot his load all over the upstairs window, wall and floor. Then watching her in the shower and cumming a ton in his hand. And then on her bed when she caught him watching, and invited him in to cum on her breasts. Then the mall "Holy fuck the mall!" he said to himself. "That was wild." The drive home. The patio furniture. The midnight cock-sucking by the pool with his dad up in bed. Then the whole fucking-his-step-mom-in-the-basement thing when dad came home early. He could only imagine what the next ten days would be like - especially the five days that Steve was on the east coast.
He went to bed and dreamt of all of this.
Nick woke up at 8:30 Monday morning. He yawned and stretched (and tried to come alive) while still in bed. His first thought of course was "Where's Julie?"
He got out of bed and stayed in his boxers and tee shirt that he slept in. He opened his bedroom door and stepped out into the hall. Julie's door was open but all was quiet. He checked the bathroom door to his left and it too was open, and all was quiet in there too. He went downstairs, expecting to find Julie in the kitchen or by the pool but, all was quiet in both of those places too.
"Hmm.." he thought. "I wonder where — " and his thought was interrupted.
"Hey Nicky boy!" Julie said, coming out of the living room, smiling a very mischievous smile.
"Hey there," Nick replied.
"So, your dad is already on the plane headed east," she said. He comes back on Friday afternoon."
"Ok," Nick said, wondering where she was going.
"Anything you want to do together while he's gone?" she asked. "Anything at all?"
"Like, go to the zoo or something, you mean?" he asked, smiling.
"I think you know what I mean," Julie replied.
"No holds barred?" he asked.
"Probably not," she said. "Within reason."
"Ok... how would you like to be dressed or undressed, at my whim?"
"Oh Nicky boy!" she squealed. "That sound like fun!"
"Okay then, go upstairs and — " he started but she interrupted him.
"But!" she stated "It's for today only. Then tomorrow it's my turn."
"Oh fuck," Nick thought.
"Deal?" she asked, raising her eyebrows and putting our her hand to shake on it.
"Deal," he said, extending his hand.
"So, how would you like me 'Master'?" she teased.
Nick's cock grew immediately.
"Go upstairs and put on that sheer white cover-up. The one you wore when you first masturbated for me by the pool." he instructed.
Julie smiled. They never spoke specifically about that first time but he obviously figured out that she was doing that on purpose, knowing he was watching from the second story window.
"And what bikini, Sir?" she asked.
"Oh ...no. No bikini. Just the cover-up." he instructed.
Julie tingled immediately.
"Yes Sir," she replied, and quickly went upstairs to change.
Nick's heart was beating a little fast, and his cock was certainly stirring. "She will do whatever I want?" he thought. "But don't go overboard buddy," he continued in his head. "She's in charge tomorrow."
Upstairs, Julie was naked. She loved being naked at most times but now... God she was already wet with anticipation at this new game she was about to undertake - with her step-son!! She ran her hands over her breasts, her nipples already hardening. She ran her hands down her tummy and over her mound, feeling a little stubble. She quickly trotted down the hall to the bathroom and range razor over and around her mound.
"I don't know what's happening to you today Kitty but you may as well be in top form," she said to her pussy.
She cleaned up the shaving gear and massaged some lotion over her naked body. She grabbed her little white cover up that Sir Nick had asked for and slipped iron, tying it tightly at the waist. She checked herself in the hall mirror before going downstairs to rejoin Sir Nick. Her areola were dark circles very clear though the cover-up and her nipples were at attention. "Here goes," she said out loud to herself.
She walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Nick had his head in the fridge, foraging for breakfast.
"Want me to make you breakfast?" she asked, then added "S ir Nick?" smiling and winking.
"Yes Miss Julie," he said.
She proceeded to make the same breakfast she made for him earlier this summer, the morning he first shot his load on her breast after she caught him watching her.
Nick sat at the kitchen table watching her from behind as she cooked. He could make out the curve of her taut ass through the flimsy material of her cover up. The hem rested barely below her ass. He recalled the pic she texted him, bent over the desk, asking for "help".
She served up two plates of breakfast and turned to face Nick. "Where do you want to eat" she asked.
"Patio," he said.
He got up and held the door open for her while she carried the plates. He got a whiff of her soft scent as she passed him.
She put the two plates on the table as he was sitting down.
"I'll get us some coffee," she said, turning back toward the house.
He grabbed the belt of her cover-up as she turned. The "tight" bow she tied upstairs undid with ease. As she walked the sheer cover up undid completely and it was wide open when she walked through the door. Upon her return, opening the door with her foot and carrying two coffee, the light summer breeze did the rest. It flipped wide open as she walked towards Nick, exposing her damp pussy for Nick's viewing pleasure.
She stood beside Nick with a coffee in each hand. Nick reached forward and stroked he smooth shaven mound with the back of his fingers. She stifled a moan.
"Please, sit," he said to her.
She sat in the chair beside his, leaving her cover-up open, and began to eat breakfast with him.
"Plans today, Sir Nick?" she asked.
"I will see what pops up," he said, smirking.
Julie just smiled.
They ate breakfast quietly. When finished, Nick got up to clear the dishes.
"I'll do that," Julie said.
"Okay," said Nick. "I'll just watch. You don't mind if I watch, right?" he added, smirking again.
"Whatever you wish Sir Nick," she replied.
He watched. He watched her clear the table, her cover-up still hanging open, exposing her luscious 32C boobs. He felt his cock growing again, and oozing a little pre-cum. He followed her to the door, the summer breeze working is his (and hers really) favour, flipping the hem half way up her back, exposing her naked ass.
Once inside, she loaded the dishwasher and washed and dried the pans she used to cook the eggs and ham.
He watched her do that as he stood at the small island in the kitchen. He was getting hard and realized he was pressed again the edge of the island counter. He had to lower himself to rub against it, and he did, while watching Julie's ass. That gave him an idea. One that turned him on so much he had to stop rubbing.
"All done," she said. "What's next?"
"Come here," he instructed.
He grabbed her by the arms and gently positioned her at the corner of the island. She was a little too short for what he had in mind.
"Wait here," he said.
He stepped outside and found a small step stool of sorts in the pool shed. He brought it back in the house.
Julie saw it and her eyes grow wide. "OMG is he going to fuck me from behind?!"
He put the stool on the floor at her feet and told her to step up.
"Have you ever rubbed your pussy on the edge of this smooth counter?" he asked.
She looked at it and was genuinely surprised she never thought about it before.
"No Sir," she replied.
"Well we're gonna fix that now," he said. "Step up."
She stepped up on the stool and pulled her cover-up back. It was the perfect height. She had to stand on her toes a little but that just would give her good leverage later, when he was sure she'd want/need it.
"Just rest it on the corner." he told her.
He watched as her two already wet lips enveloped the rounded corner of the quartz counter. She let out a little moan. She was very glad - VERY glad - she had opted for the bull nose counters when they were installed last year.
He walked around behind her and took his cock out of his boxers. She looked over her shoulder at him.
"No," he said. "Face front."
"Grind a little," he told her.
Through the sheer cover-up, he could see her perfect ass moving in very small circles and he imagined her pussy soaking the corner of the counter.
"Don't stop," he said.
He watched her for several minutes.It was killing her not to turn around. She could hear rustling. She imagined he was taking off his boxers and taking that hard cock out.
He hadn't removed anything but he did open the boxers and take his cock out. It was already hard and already wet. He slid his fist slowly over the length of it, moaning a little for her pleasure as much as his.
He stepped forward and took the shoulders of her cover-up in his fingers. She willingly gave way as he slid it off her arms and he tossed it on the counter in front of her. He rested his strong young hands on her shoulder and slid them lightly and slowly down her back until they were cupping her naked ass.
"Oh fuck," she murmured.
Nick's cock was at full attention now. He peeled off his tee and boxers. He took another step forward until he was lightly pressed up against her.
She felt the weight of his hard cock resting on her tailbone.
"Play with your nipples," he ordered.
"Yes Sir. Oh fuck yes SIR!" she gasped.
He leaned to put his face beside hers.
"I can't believe this is the first time you've done this," he whispered.
"It won't be the last," she said. "Sir."
"Not while I'm here for sure," he joked.
He put his hands on her waist and slid his now dripping cock up and down the crevice of her ass.
"This will be a fun week," he whispered to her.
"Oh yes," she agreed. "Sir."
"I might cum," she said.
"Sir," he added.
"Sir," she said.
"I am ready when you are," he said.
She moaned and positioned herself better to get herself over the edge. With his cock pressed against her ass and the hard and now slippery counter on her clit, she started to cum.
"Oh!" she exclaimed. "Im cumming. Ohhhhh my God I'm cumming!"
He gripped her hips firmly and felt the shudders from within her. He pressed forward and slid his cock up and down against her ass and lower back.
"Me too," he whispered.
He shot four spurts of cum up high on her back and watched it dribble down her spine. The pulsing of his cock on her tailbone and the warm splashes on her back made her cum some more.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck," she gasped over and over at this completely new sensation.
Finally, the waves slowly subsided. His pulses and hers were gentle aftershocks, just strong enough to say they were still cumming, but ever so softly.
He turned her around and stared into her eyes for a minute, the sparkle there was evident, still coming down from the new high.
"Your back is a mess," he said, smiling. "Let's go get int he pool."
She laughed and walked toward the door leading to the patio. He followed.