When I met Don; my husband to be in five months I had been a widow of four years. Don had been a single father for nearly a year. I had a son age thirteen and Don had a son age fourteen. So when we met I think we both were looking for a partner and welcomed the idea of marriage for the second time.
Walter my son is a bright boy, not a big boy for his age but a solidly built dark haired blue eyed handsome kid. Daryl Don’s son is one year older but far wiser then Walter in the ways of the world. Daryl knew as much about girls and sex at his age then I did when I first met Don. Daryl is tall like his father, slim and strong. That lean wiry type that you always see in the cowboy movies. The boys made friends the first time they met just as Don and I had. So when we told the boys we wanted to get married they both agreed happily. The only difference was that Walter was happy to get a brother. While Daryl was happy to get a mother. I did not know it at the time but Darly had eyes for me in a way a son should not have for his mother. How things change…
(Five years Later)
Because of that one year difference in age the boys went to different school. However it worked out well because Don could drop Walter off on his way into the office and I drove Daryl to school a few minutes later on my way to the small dress shop I had opened with Don’s help last year.
As I hinted, Don knew more about sex than I did and was a willing instructor lover when we first met. My first husband of only eight years knew little except how to jump my bones and jump off when he was done. This worked fine to get me pregnant at age eighteen. We had few problems and I was not smart enough to know there was supposed to be more to sex than what he did. He was killed when I was twenty six and Walter was nine.
The very first night that I let Don take me to bed I learned that there was a world of difference between what I had had in the sex department and what I was about to receive. I had only heard about oral sex. I had only heard about foreplay and long kissing and touching. Don showed me so much and he took his time to bring me along to a point where I could enjoy sex in a whole new way and Don gave me a chance to see that I could get much more enjoyment out of sex by being an active partner. I quickly became an avid oral sex junky.
I learned to masturbate Don till he was about to climax and then I would take his cock in my mouth and happily accept my reward for a job well done. Don loved it that and so did I.
We were a happy foursome living and playing together as a family. Don worked hard and was a good provider. I added a small amount through my dress shop. We promised both boys that this year each would get a car for his birthday. Not a new one but a good used one that he could use in his last year of school and on through college as both boys wanted to go to college. The birthdays were close so we decided to give them both cars on the same day. They had taken drivers training and were licensed drivers before they got their cars.
This; what I am about to relate to you started about two months before the birthdays.
One morning we all were gather in the kitchen as we always did in the morning. Walter and Don ate first as they were off before Daryl and I.
The boys were talking about going car shopping on Saturday when the subject of girls came up. Daryl saw his car as a way of getting girls and having some fun while Walter thought of his car to be a way of getting to school and the lake were he liked to fish freely. I caught the tone of Daryl voice and I felt that he may have already been seducing the girls. While I thought that Walter was still a virgin. Don and I had not discussed this subject but I thought that we should soon.
I had seen Daryl naked more that once and knew he was as much a man as his father was. But I had also seen my son naked and he was sure to make some girl very happy one day.
Don and Walter charged out the back door and I turned to Daryl and asked him what he wanted for breakfast. I was still in my night gown and maybe I should have been more aware how I dressed around two nearly grown boys. Daryl came up close and hugged me around the waist lifting me off the floor as he said loudly “I want you Gwen, I want you Gwen my mother I want to take you up stairs and fuck you like Dad dose night after night. I want to fuck you and lick your pussy while you suck my cock just the way you suck Dad’s cock.” He was holding me up close to him with my feet off the floor. I was in total shock and had no idea what to say. His hands were cupped under the cheeks of my rear and my top was hanging lose now and my breasts were falling out very near his face.
He shifted one hand to hold me and with the other he reached up and pulled the top of my gown down below my breasts. I was still in his tight grasp when he captured a nipple in his mouth and sucked hard.
He sucked so hard it hurt but I was so stunned by his words and actions I started to feel strange. This boy, man was having an effect on me that I would never have thought possible. I had both hands on his shoulders pushing back trying to pull free. But yet I felt a sensation float up through my body that was like none other I had ever felt. I was warm, it was exciting, it was erotic and I was beginning to feel a strange kind of lust fill me.
My eyes went closed and I lost all sense of space and time. My breathing was erratic and heavy. I started to float off in to a place where I was naked and all warm. I passed out then.
When I came around I was on my bed and Daryl was between my legs his cock was deep in me and I was hopelessly responding to his every thrust. He pushed down while I bounced up to meet him. He panted and I screamed for more. I felt him stiffen and I guess it was a natural reflex as I jerked side ways and freed him from me. He yelled “What”.
