Stepmom's Boyfriend is an Asshole
A reluctant victim, I found my stepmother naked & tied to her bed posts by her wrists & ankles by her ex-boyfriend.
My stepmom, Maureen, is a beautiful redhead. As much as I have a thing for older women, I have a thing for redheads. She has big blue eyes, huge, F cup, triple D cup breasts, and freckles. I love freckles as much as I love older women with big tits. She's as beautiful as she's sexy.
After divorcing my mother, my dad married my stepmom. She's a kind and loving woman who took care of me as if I was her own son. Eight-years ago, after five years of living with her in total bliss, my dad fell asleep at the wheel and hit a tree with his pickup truck. He was drunk. With him not wearing his seatbelt, never wearing his seatbelt, fortunately for him, never knowing what he hit, he died instantly.
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My name is Christopher. I'm 24-years-old. My dad was 40-years-old when he died. Marrying a much younger woman, she was 23-years old. Now my stepmother is a widow. She's a 36-year-old MILF.
The perfect height for my 6'5" frame, she's 5'10" tall, and 6'1" tall with her high heel shoes. She's as sexy as she is shapely. No secret there, I love my stepmother. Only, as forbidden as it is exciting, I'd love to have sex with her.
A masturbation machine, I've never seen her without her clothes, or without her wearing a robe over her long, flannel nightgowns that button up to her neck. I masturbate every morning and every evening while imagining her in her low-cut bra and bikini panties. Just once, daring myself to open her bedroom door without knocking to catch her dressing or undressing, I'd love to see her in her sexy lingerie.
Visualizing more while stroking my cock faster and harder, I'd love to see the tops of her jiggling breasts, her long line of sexy cleavage, and her shapely ass. I'd love to see her pussy mound, her camel toe, her pussy slit, and her patch of red pubic hair through her sheerly revealing panties. With many women looking better in their sexy lingerie than they do topless or naked, I'd love to see my stepmother in her underwear.
I continually play with myself while imagining her wearing short skirts and low-cut blouses. I stroke myself while envisioning her flashing me her bright white panties and/or her long line of sexy cleavage. Just once, I'd love to see more of my stepmother than seeing her fully dressed.
I pictured her wearing short, low-cut, and revealing nightgowns. I imagined seeing the size and the shape of her huge breasts, her symmetrical areolas, her big, erect nipples, and her red, pubic hair through her sheer nightgowns. I jerked off while imagining her topless, naked, and her having sex with me. I imagined her wanting to have sex with me as much as I want to have sex with her.
Alas, sadly and frustratingly, nothing more than a masturbation fantasy, my stepmother is a morally modest, church going woman. She'd never allow me to see her without her clothes. Forget about her having sex with me, she'd never even think about having sex with me, her stepson.
She'd never flash me her panties, her bra, her naked pussy, or her naked breasts. She's not an exhibitionist whore. A good, loving, and kind woman, she's my beloved stepmother. I love her and she loves me.
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Then, something happened that changed my life forever. Shocking but true, everything went haywire when I returned home from work as a machinist. Tired and hungry, I heard muffled screams and a banging on the wall coming from upstairs.
The banging made a noise like a headboard sounds when having fast and hard sex. I wondered if my stepmom's boyfriend was still here. I wondered if they were having sex.
Startling me, if they weren't having sex, I figured my stepmother had fallen and hurt herself. Desperate to immediately help her, ready to call 911, I ran upstairs to her room. As I walked nearly, the muffled screams and banging noise grew louder.
Surprising me, her bedroom door was always closed. Today, her bedroom door was wide open and all of her bedroom lights were all on. As I ran down the hall, what I saw shocked me as much as it excited me. I was stunned. Never expecting to see what I saw, I couldn't believe my eyes.
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Not knowing what to make of it, my stepmother was naked, totally naked. She was gagged and, spreadeagled, she was tied to the four bed posts of her bed. Her arms were spread out and her wrists were tied to the bedposts. Her legs were spread wide open and her ankles were tied to the bedposts.
My first thought, did intruders break into our house and do this? Was she robbed? After they stripped her naked, did they force Maureen to have sex with them? Did they force her to blow them and fuck them? Was she raped?
Frozen in place, unable to control myself from thinking of such a thing, in the way I thought of them forcing her to have sex with them, I thought of forcing my stepmother to have sex with me. Yet, something that I'd never do, even with her tied to the bed naked, I'd never take advantage of my stepmother. Yet, unable to move and react, all that I could do was stare.
In the instant that I thought of it; I imagined her blowing the intruders. I imagined her stroking and sucking the cocks of two or three men. I imagined them cumming in her mouth and her swallowing their cum.
Then, something that I have always masturbated over her doing, I imagined her blowing me. I imagined her stroking my cock while sucking my prick. I imagined cumming in her mouth. I'd love for Maureen to blow me. I can't count how many times I've masturbated over her sucking my cock and allowing me to cum in her beautiful mouth.
Then, while still standing motionless and staring, I envisioned two or three men gangraping her. I imagined them fucking her. I pictured them cumming in her pussy. I imagined one of them making her pregnant with his baby.
Finally, not stopping there, I visualized her fucking me. Fucking her faster and fucking her harder, I visualized giving her an orgasm with my cock. I imagined her allowing me to cum in her pussy. As if I was having a premonition in the future, I imagine making her pregnant with our baby.
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My first time seeing my stepmother without her clothes, unashamed to admit, I was shocked as much as I was sexually excited. With this happening in nanoseconds, all that I could do was stare at her shapely and sexy, naked body. Memorizing every detail, I stared at her naked breasts, her dark pink, symmetrical areolas, and her lighter pink, erect nipples. I stared at her red, trimmed pussy.
Visualizing myself doing just that, I wanted to take candid, naked, cheesecake photos of her beautiful, naked body with my cell phone. I wanted to show the photos of my naked stepmother tied to her bed to my friends. Had she been blindfolded, too, I would have taken photos of her. With them never believing me, I would have shown my friends all that I'm seeing now.
Then, under the guise of taking naked photos for the police as evidence of a crime, fuck the police, I definitely would have shown her photos to my friends. I imagined a photo of her tied to the bed naked gracing our Christmas card. Inside the card would read, 'I'm tied up right now but I'm not too busy to wish you a Merry Christmas.'