Vinny's First

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Looking back at my life, it is hard to know exactly where to begin... So, let me start my story at a time after my ex left me, or more correctly left us, me and my sixteen year old step son Vince. This was a time in my life when I was emotionally compromised. Out of my basic human need for love I found it in Gina, the love of my life. Gina, a professional photographer, frequently went away on photo shoots. I truly missed her and my loneliness combined with my high sexual appetite left me with an all consuming need. I remember this time when Vince was spending the night with a buddy, and I was all alone in the house? alone and a little frustrated! I needed attention in the worst way and since Gina wasn?t around to help, I was just going to have to take care of this on my own. Before I continue, I guess I should give you a small glimpse of me and my situation. My ex-husband, after eight years of marriage, left us. He just disappeared, leaving me with his son from his first marriage. My stepson, Vince, is the apple of my eye. When he was four his mother committed suicide and unsuccessfully tried to take him with her. While he is not genetically mine, he is still truly my son. I became his mother, but now that he's older he has become my protector. At the time of this story, two years ago, Vince had just turned sixteen years old. Physically, he was of formidable stature, standing at six foot four and weighing in at a muscular one hundred eighty five pounds. He is a charming and pleasant hulk of a young man that loved athletics and is in constant training. Vince became a competitive swimmer, and earned a position as a varsity starter on his High School water polo team. All those workouts gave him the body of Adonis, and he had many admirers among his peers. Plus, he sported a huge package, constrained by his Speedo, that even a mother couldn't ignore. So, there I was, alone in the house and horny as I could ever be. Having the house completely to myself, I made plans to take care of my ever present need. Thinking of how I was really going to enjoy this time by myself, I put on some music, drank a little wine, turned down the lights, and pulled the corner of the sheets down on the bed. First, it was time for some maintenance. In the shower, I took my razor and with one leg up on the shower seat, I shaved my legs and then began to shave the stubble from my hairless pussy. I usually keep it hairless for Gina. She is a voracious pussy eater and likes it completely shaven. She says the hair tickles her nose too much. I have to agree with her on that point, so we usually hit the salon Arnavutköy escort bayan together for a Brazilian wax. While drying off, I looked at my reflection in the full-length mirror and took inventory. Not bad for a 34 year old momma, I thought. I work hard to stay fit with hours of gym time four days a week, keeping my 5? 2? frame at a steady 105 pounds or so. I was especially thankful for the appearance of my breasts. When I was younger, I use to bemoan the fact I didn't have bigger ones, but I'm now happy that my small, usually perky tits have no sag. Those endless pilates have left me with flat tummy and a nice firm ass. I try not to be too preoccupied with my body but I like it that my hard work yields results. With a splash of my favorite after-bath oil, I was finished bathing. I made my way back to the bed and slipped between the covers. Putting my arms behind my head, I relaxed and thought how much I loved the feel of the cool satin sheets against my naked body. I especially liked how they felt against my hairless pussy, almost caressing me. This was always the hardest part of masturbation. What do I think about? What is my focus? I wondered what Gina was doing right now? maybe the same thing. I know she always packed a couple of toys or maybe she found some guy or gal to play with. I know what she does on these business endeavors, because she tells me everything. I didn?t mind her ventures, in fact they actually enhance our sex. When Gina would come home and tell me of her sexual indiscretions in detail, we would play around and make love for hours! So noisily at times, I?m certain Vince would hear our sounds of sex. My mind wandered, and I suddenly wondered if Vince masturbated while Gina and I played. A vivid image of my stepson lying back on his bed, with his cock in hand, stroking it while he listened to us, flashed into my ever increasing erotic thoughts. My pussy began to twitch with moist arousal. What was I doing? I was getting sexually aroused thinking about my stepson. It felt wrong. I tried to stop thinking about it, but the image remained. Have you ever tried not to think about something? The more you try, the more you can?t stop. In desperation, I looked around the room for something to distract my lustful thoughts. Looking to my left and I could see myself in the mirrored closet door. I remembered a few minutes ago when I saw myself in the dressing area mirror. My lithe figure was glowing and sensual bathed in the moon light cascading through the bedroom window. I began to think about Gina, and how we look Escort Avcılar together when we made love. I continued to stare at my reflection in the mirror. I moved my hand over to my left breast. I cupped it gently. I ran my fingers lightly around the underside and would occasionally push it up in a reassuring grasp. ?What does this look like? I bet Vince would love to see this?? ?Stop it! You're his stepmother!? My thoughts screamed at me. I rolled back onto my side and continued to look at my reflection. The gentle caressing of my breast had caused my nipple to shrink and become erect. I loved it. All thoughts of my son had disappeared, or rather, been temporarily suppressed. My head was spinning with desire. I widened my touch using both hands on my breasts. A great tingle shot through my body, almost electric, the first time my nipple was rubbed by the palm of my hand. I began to lightly squeeze my breast, leaving my nipple exposed in the space between my thumb and forefinger. As I pinched my erect button it produced familiar sensations in my pussy. My body responded and I could feel a dampness beginning to form deep within. Soon my nipples were getting a bit too sensitive to my touch. I brought my hand to my mouth and briefly sucked on the index and middle fingers costing them with saliva. I returned my hand to my breast and continued to massage them. This certainly helped but after a while, I needed a thicker, and more slippery, lubricant. I reached into my nightstand drawer for my massage oil. Eagerly, I began to spread the slick oil over my tits, working it around my areola leaving my nipples begging for attention. As I squeezed them, I was caught in that place between fantasy and reality. I raised my right leg giving me a perfect view of my pussy. I could tell that my wetness had caused the lips of my pussy to stick together. As I raised my leg higher and higher, my lips began to open on their own. I found my own reflection was a very erotic sight indeed. Using my index and ring fingers, I spread my labia. I could see my fully exposed clitoris and the opening to my pussy clearly in the mirror. Inserting my middle finger into my pussy, I let out a short gasp. There is something highly sensitive about the first stroke into a woman?s vagina. My folds opened like a flower, and I moved my fingers around searching every part of my precious hidden womanly secrets. I began to move my fingers in and out, causing my body to immediately produce more of the lubricant for easier penetration. I brought my wet right hand up to my nose and Bağcılar escort took in a deep breath of the sweet magic aroma. It was incredibly sexy feeling of the warm of my slippery juices clinging to my fingers. ?Mmmm,? I thought, taking in a deep breath. My nectar smelled so sweet and erotic, making my nostrils flare. My own scent was intoxicating. I squeezed my eyes tight, focusing only on the aroma and then I sucked my juices off each finger one by one, swirling my tongue and totally enjoying the sweet nectar from my pussy. I can?t ever remember making myself this horny before and aroused on my own. I continued to squeeze my eyes shut, as images danced through my head. Thoughts of Gina?s marvelous buxom body and my son?s young fit physique dominated my thoughts. I inserted my middle and ring fingers into my pussy and rubbed my clitoris with the upper part of my palm. I was in ecstasy! I began to use my right hand to feel what my left was doing to me. As if detached from my body, I wanted it to feel my middle finger move in and out of my pussy. I wanted it to feel how, with each outward stroke, a small amount of my inner flesh would follow my finger out. Faster and faster I moved my fingers inside my body. My body searching for release. I was a million miles away. My orgasm was building, approaching fast. I was out of control rubbing, touching and feeling myself? Oh my god I?m almost there. My moans and muffled squeals were almost uncontrollable! ?Mom!? Vince?s voice broke in. I was so close and couldn't stop now. My body shuttered in explosive climax. ?Oh my god,? I thought, in panic. Vince had come home early from his buddy?s house and was standing right next to me at the side of my bed. My body tensed and instantly froze. My mouth was open and my tongue was between my fingers. My legs were spread-eagled, displaying my exposed pussy, that was in plain view for him to see. Three fingers of my left hand were still buried deep inside my pussy. ?What the hell are you doing here? I thought you were staying with your friend?? I said, attempting to cover myself. ?I came home awhile ago and I'm glad I did,? He replied, grinning with cock in hand. When my eyes focused, I could see Vince stroking himself. I don't know how long he was there. He was completely naked from the waist down. His magnificent young cock was fully erect, standing straight out from his body and curved up towards his abs. The tip of his penis had already begun to ooze its own clear pre-cum. So there we were, stepmother and stepson, both naked. What I had thought was a completely private experience had suddenly become a public one. There was Vince, leaning against the bed, with his hand wrapped around a huge throbbing erection and staring at my nakedness. My immediate response was to cover myself. ?Don?t stop, Mom. Please don't stop,? He softly asked, with a slight crack in his voice. ?We can't do this.

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admin Admin Üyelik tarihi: 25 Şubat 2015 Mesajlar: 20.307	Vinny's First `En Ateşli Sex İçin Arayın 0023780009232` Looking back at my life, it is hard to know exactly where to begin... So, let me start my story at a time after my ex left me, or more correctly left us, me and my sixteen year old step son Vince. This was a time in my life when I was emotionally compromised. Out of my basic human need for love I found it in Gina, the love of my life. Gina, a professional photographer, frequently went away on photo shoots. I truly missed her and my loneliness combined with my high sexual appetite left me with an all consuming need. I remember this time when Vince was spending the night with a buddy, and I was all alone in the house? alone and a little frustrated! I needed attention in the worst way and since Gina wasn?t around to help, I was just going to have to take care of this on my own. Before I continue, I guess I should give you a small glimpse of me and my situation. My ex-husband, after eight years of marriage, left us. He just disappeared, leaving me with his son from his first marriage. My stepson, Vince, is the apple of my eye. When he was four his mother committed suicide and unsuccessfully tried to take him with her. While he is not genetically mine, he is still truly my son. I became his mother, but now that he's older he has become my protector. At the time of this story, two years ago, Vince had just turned sixteen years old. Physically, he was of formidable stature, standing at six foot four and weighing in at a muscular one hundred eighty five pounds. He is a charming and pleasant hulk of a young man that loved athletics and is in constant training. Vince became a competitive swimmer, and earned a position as a varsity starter on his High School water polo team. All those workouts gave him the body of Adonis, and he had many admirers among his peers. Plus, he sported a huge package, constrained by his Speedo, that even a mother couldn't ignore. So, there I was, alone in the house and horny as I could ever be. Having the house completely to myself, I made plans to take care of my ever present need. Thinking of how I was really going to enjoy this time by myself, I put on some music, drank a little wine, turned down the lights, and pulled the corner of the sheets down on the bed. First, it was time for some maintenance. In the shower, I took my razor and with one leg up on the shower seat, I shaved my legs and then began to shave the stubble from my hairless pussy. I usually keep it hairless for Gina. She is a voracious pussy eater and likes it completely shaven. She says the hair tickles her nose too much. I have to agree with her on that point, so we usually hit the salon Arnavutköy escort bayan together for a Brazilian wax. While drying off, I looked at my reflection in the full-length mirror and took inventory. Not bad for a 34 year old momma, I thought. I work hard to stay fit with hours of gym time four days a week, keeping my 5? 2? frame at a steady 105 pounds or so. I was especially thankful for the appearance of my breasts. When I was younger, I use to bemoan the fact I didn't have bigger ones, but I'm now happy that my small, usually perky tits have no sag. Those endless pilates have left me with flat tummy and a nice firm ass. I try not to be too preoccupied with my body but I like it that my hard work yields results. With a splash of my favorite after-bath oil, I was finished bathing. I made my way back to the bed and slipped between the covers. Putting my arms behind my head, I relaxed and thought how much I loved the feel of the cool satin sheets against my naked body. I especially liked how they felt against my hairless pussy, almost caressing me. This was always the hardest part of masturbation. What do I think about? What is my focus? I wondered what Gina was doing right now? maybe the same thing. I know she always packed a couple of toys or maybe she found some guy or gal to play with. I know what she does on these business endeavors, because she tells me everything. I didn?t mind her ventures, in fact they actually enhance our sex. When Gina would come home and tell me of her sexual indiscretions in detail, we would play around and make love for hours! So noisily at times, I?m certain Vince would hear our sounds of sex. My mind wandered, and I suddenly wondered if Vince masturbated while Gina and I played. A vivid image of my stepson lying back on his bed, with his cock in hand, stroking it while he listened to us, flashed into my ever increasing erotic thoughts. My pussy began to twitch with moist arousal. What was I doing? I was getting sexually aroused thinking about my stepson. It felt wrong. I tried to stop thinking about it, but the image remained. Have you ever tried not to think about something? The more you try, the more you can?t stop. In desperation, I looked around the room for something to distract my lustful thoughts. Looking to my left and I could see myself in the mirrored closet door. I remembered a few minutes ago when I saw myself in the dressing area mirror. My lithe figure was glowing and sensual bathed in the moon light cascading through the bedroom window. I began to think about Gina, and how we look Escort Avcılar together when we made love. I continued to stare at my reflection in the mirror. I moved my hand over to my left breast. I cupped it gently. I ran my fingers lightly around the underside and would occasionally push it up in a reassuring grasp. ?What does this look like? I bet Vince would love to see this?? ?Stop it! You're his stepmother!? My thoughts screamed at me. I rolled back onto my side and continued to look at my reflection. The gentle caressing of my breast had caused my nipple to shrink and become erect. I loved it. All thoughts of my son had disappeared, or rather, been temporarily suppressed. My head was spinning with desire. I widened my touch using both hands on my breasts. A great tingle shot through my body, almost electric, the first time my nipple was rubbed by the palm of my hand. I began to lightly squeeze my breast, leaving my nipple exposed in the space between my thumb and forefinger. As I pinched my erect button it produced familiar sensations in my pussy. My body responded and I could feel a dampness beginning to form deep within. Soon my nipples were getting a bit too sensitive to my touch. I brought my hand to my mouth and briefly sucked on the index and middle fingers costing them with saliva. I returned my hand to my breast and continued to massage them. This certainly helped but after a while, I needed a thicker, and more slippery, lubricant. I reached into my nightstand drawer for my massage oil. Eagerly, I began to spread the slick oil over my tits, working it around my areola leaving my nipples begging for attention. As I squeezed them, I was caught in that place between fantasy and reality. I raised my right leg giving me a perfect view of my pussy. I could tell that my wetness had caused the lips of my pussy to stick together. As I raised my leg higher and higher, my lips began to open on their own. I found my own reflection was a very erotic sight indeed. Using my index and ring fingers, I spread my labia. I could see my fully exposed clitoris and the opening to my pussy clearly in the mirror. Inserting my middle finger into my pussy, I let out a short gasp. There is something highly sensitive about the first stroke into a woman?s vagina. My folds opened like a flower, and I moved my fingers around searching every part of my precious hidden womanly secrets. I began to move my fingers in and out, causing my body to immediately produce more of the lubricant for easier penetration. I brought my wet right hand up to my nose and Bağcılar escort took in a deep breath of the sweet magic aroma. It was incredibly sexy feeling of the warm of my slippery juices clinging to my fingers. ?Mmmm,? I thought, taking in a deep breath. My nectar smelled so sweet and erotic, making my nostrils flare. My own scent was intoxicating. I squeezed my eyes tight, focusing only on the aroma and then I sucked my juices off each finger one by one, swirling my tongue and totally enjoying the sweet nectar from my pussy. I can?t ever remember making myself this horny before and aroused on my own. I continued to squeeze my eyes shut, as images danced through my head. Thoughts of Gina?s marvelous buxom body and my son?s young fit physique dominated my thoughts. I inserted my middle and ring fingers into my pussy and rubbed my clitoris with the upper part of my palm. I was in ecstasy! I began to use my right hand to feel what my left was doing to me. As if detached from my body, I wanted it to feel my middle finger move in and out of my pussy. I wanted it to feel how, with each outward stroke, a small amount of my inner flesh would follow my finger out. Faster and faster I moved my fingers inside my body. My body searching for release. I was a million miles away. My orgasm was building, approaching fast. I was out of control rubbing, touching and feeling myself? Oh my god I?m almost there. My moans and muffled squeals were almost uncontrollable! ?Mom!? Vince?s voice broke in. I was so close and couldn't stop now. My body shuttered in explosive climax. ?Oh my god,? I thought, in panic. Vince had come home early from his buddy?s house and was standing right next to me at the side of my bed. My body tensed and instantly froze. My mouth was open and my tongue was between my fingers. My legs were spread-eagled, displaying my exposed pussy, that was in plain view for him to see. Three fingers of my left hand were still buried deep inside my pussy. ?What the hell are you doing here? I thought you were staying with your friend?? I said, attempting to cover myself. ?I came home awhile ago and I'm glad I did,? He replied, grinning with cock in hand. When my eyes focused, I could see Vince stroking himself. I don't know how long he was there. He was completely naked from the waist down. His magnificent young cock was fully erect, standing straight out from his body and curved up towards his abs. The tip of his penis had already begun to ooze its own clear pre-cum. So there we were, stepmother and stepson, both naked. What I had thought was a completely private experience had suddenly become a public one. There was Vince, leaning against the bed, with his hand wrapped around a huge throbbing erection and staring at my nakedness. My immediate response was to cover myself. ?Don?t stop, Mom. Please don't stop,? He softly asked, with a slight crack in his voice. ?We can't do this.