Dear reader, this story got away from me a little, but I enjoyed writing it, it's about a mature woman submitting to a young guy, about him getting his step mother, his step mother getting the other woman and her husband too, it gets a bit frantic, but there you go lol.
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When I was sixteen, my mother and father split, they had been drifting apart for a few years now. I know the old man had been messing around, but I didn't know if my mother had too. He worked away a lot, went overseas, and so on, my mom used to say, "He's been at it again, I can smell it on him," when he returned from wherever he'd been.
So as I wasn't quite old enough to make my own way in the world, so when the split arrived, I ended up going with my mother. She bought a nice small cottage just in the country, then about a year later she met a new fella. His name was Derek, but right from the off I didn't like him, I did try but I just couldn't get the hang of him.
He tried to act as though he was my dad, which rubbed me up the wrong way alright. He even asked me if I wanted to call him 'Dad' but I told him in no uncertain terms he wasn't, and never would be. I really wanted to go and stay with my dad, but he was still working away so it wasn't possible.
But life moved on, I do love my mother, but I don't really like her, she isn't my kind of person. She a bit erm, scatterbrained, loopy sometimes, does crazy things, forgets things, but as a woman, she's all there. Don't get me wrong, mom is a better than good looking woman, even I knew that, and I'm her son.
So now I was eighteen, mother has just got married, unfortunately, and my dad, who isn't, but thinks he is, is now trying to be the man of the house. But he will never be my man, no matter what he does, and that includes my mother trying to make him so.
Ian Lee Henderson by the way, and in the last two years I have gone from a gangly sixteen year old to a well built and well proportioned young man. I train, I'm sporty, so I'm bigger than your average eighteen year old. I have luck with the girls, don't have any problems on that score, I have good mates, and I think I'm okay looking too?
I will say one thing for 'good old Derek' he seems to keep mother happy between the sheets, I can hear her moaning and groaning, which isn't always a good thing, which is something I don't recall her doing with my old man. But it did have a weird effect on me, it turned me on to older women.
I actively sought them out, I had some success but not a lot, once even with a mates mother, who was dead easy to get to, and I enjoyed it immensely. She taught me most of what I now know, but it had to stop, her husband found out she was screwing around, and threats were made to all and sundry.
On my 18
th
birthday I asked my dad if I could move in with him, he was more than happy, and even told 'good old Derek' with a shit eating grin on his face, and a huge smirk at my mother, that he was going to live with his 'real' dad. So here I am as happy as Larry, living my life, dad keeps me in the money, but I am studying hard in construction engineering.
Then my own father announced he was getting married in Australia to an Australian girl and she had some Vietnamese in her origins, although, he told me on the phone, she is as Australian as they come. "She's a proper Shelagh!" he had joked. He sent me a couple of photos, one of them both and one of her. And I have to tell you, she looked utterly gorgeous.
Looking at the pictures, she looked just like anyone of us, except for the flowing jet black hair. I suppose that was the Vietnamese bit in her. Knowing how tall my dad was I guessed she was about 5ft 8" give or take. Her name was Rhonda, she was divorced from the pig who had caught her, dad's words. She had no children, and she was 28 to his 40, quite a difference I thought. He would be back in about one week from then, he had said.
My first thoughts were the selfish ones, "Well that'll put a brake on me having some fun, I won't be able to bring the chicks back here when they come home. And especially, my slave lady from down the road." I told myself. I had bumped into her literally, with my trolley in the supermarket. I offered to buy her as coffee by way of recompense for felling her,(nearly) After small talk and finding out I was at home alone, (film there?) she offered to do a bit of housekeeping for me. On her first visit, it took me all of one hour to get her to forget the housekeeping and jump into bed with me.
She had arrived with a basket of cleaning items, which I took from her, made a point of touching her, I wouldn't say intimately, but I was sure she knew where I was. Her name was Linda, and she was about 35 to maybe 40 I think. Not bad looking, and anyway, any port in a storm hey?
I showed her around the house, she was talking about what to do and where to start and so on. I made sure my arm was around her waist, or hand on her shoulder, holding her hand, deep looks and what have you. We were having coffee stood in the kitchen chatting, she was asking me about me. She wanted to know about girlfriends, other women, and that's when I began to think she might be up for some fun.
While she never said it, I was getting the impression she wasn't too happy at home, and I mean unhappy about lack of attention. She seemed nervous, on edge. I slid closer, then I was right at her side, I gave her what I hoped were meaningful looks. Then I went for it, I put my arm around her waist and hugged her, she responded by leaning into me, I was home and dry!
I took her coffee mug from her, got in front of her and kissed her cheek, then her lips, she never moved, never kissed back. She wanted this I was sure now, but she was frightened of it too, maybe she wanted leading. Follow and be led to water, but I wasn't worried, I got her neck and I got the first movement from her. Her hips moved against my cock which was now centre planted into her itchy bit. I pressed it in, her hands went to my hips and she gripped my shirt, now I knew!
I slipped my arms around her and kissed her properly, she kissed me right back, I ground my dick at her and she mewled and moaned right into my mouth. She was already hotter than the surface of the sun. I felt for a tit and got it, then a nipple and I got that, her arms went around my waist and her grip on me tightened.
"I'm going to lock the door," I told her, this was her chance to run, Linda nodded her head, her cards were on the table, a royal flush, she had won, me! She wanted me, wanted it, sex, seduction, fucking, screwing, tailing, whatever it was. Andme? I intended to give her as much as she needed, and then some. I went back to her, grabbed her hand and pulled her behind me, she seemed reluctant, but I decided she was just trying to play hard to get, I didn't mind that.
As soon as I got her into my bedroom I had her on the bed, I stripped her, she practically tore my clothes off, we were both kissing, grabbing, feeling, stroking, it all went on, and then we were at it like two fucking dogs! We fucked each other for about two hours, then she mumbled annoyingly, "I have to go Lee, I'm sorry, but he'll be home for his dinner."
"See you tomorrow Linda?" I said hopefully.
"You can bet on it big boy," she said as she kissed me and her hand stroked my dick again, "I'll be here straight after I've dropped him off!" I grinned at her and off she went. I congratulated myself on my conquest of this older lovely, and looked forward to tomorrow.
The next day she turned up looking like the sex mad woman she obviously was, shortish skirt, a couple of inches above her knees, stockings, great legs, tight top, hair up, a little make up and high heels. "I hope you like me Lee, I have dressed just for you baby, do you want me?" her voice was husky and enticing.
I nearly threw her over my shoulder, but instead I bent her over the table and fucked her there, but only after hiking her skirt up, and tearing her thong off. Her pussy was tight and wet, hot and bothered, and I ravaged her, I sensed she liked to be treated like a bit of rough. I slapped her ass several times, and Linda squealed out my name.
"Ooooh Oh Lee, Oh my God, Oh oh oh oh, argggh, hmmmm, oh no Ooooh Lee please don't, I'm begging you," then she came. I pulled out and she begged me to put it back in, but I went round the other side of the table. I was on a roll, but I hoped it didn't go wrong. I grabbed her hair and pulled her the few inches I needed, then I rammed my sopping dick into her mouth, and told her.
