The air was thick with anticipation as Roy found himself alone in the house with his stepmother, Kate. It was a rare opportunity, one he had been eagerly awaiting. With his father away on a business trip, Roy’s desires for Kate had intensified, and he was determined to make his move.
Roy, an eighteen-year-old with a charming, fresh-faced schoolboy look, had always been captivated by Kate’s beauty. She was a stunning woman, shorter than him with a petite frame, her blonde hair falling just above her shoulders, and her green eyes sparkling with a playful glint. At forty-eight, she had an ageless allure, her lean body exuding a youthful energy that belied her years.
Kate had been a part of Roy’s life for as long as he could remember. She was always there, a constant presence, but as he grew older, his feelings towards her evolved from innocent admiration to something far more lustful. The sexual tension between them was palpable, a silent understanding that something forbidden was brewing.
On this particular day, Roy’s father had kissed Kate goodbye at the front door, his briefcase in hand, and a promise to return in a week. As soon as the door closed, Roy felt a surge of adrenaline. He knew this was his chance.
He made his way upstairs, his heart pounding in his chest. The house was eerily quiet, and he could hear the ticking of the grandfather clock in the living room, marking each passing second. Roy paused outside Kate’s bedroom, his hand resting on the doorknob, hesitating for a moment before turning it slowly.
The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn, creating an intimate atmosphere. Kate’s bed was neatly made, the covers smooth and inviting. Roy’s eyes scanned the room, taking in the familiar surroundings, and his gaze fell upon Kate’s dressing table. It was a sight he had imagined countless times, her personal sanctuary.
On the table, a collection of perfumes and cosmetics were neatly arranged, but what caught Roy’s attention was a lacy black bra, hanging seductively on the edge of the mirror. It was a bra he had seen Kate wear on several occasions, and the sight of it sent a jolt of desire through his body.
Without thinking twice, Roy stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. He approached the dressing table, his fingers tracing the delicate lace of the bra, imagining how it would feel against Kate’s soft skin. He picked it up, holding it to his face, inhaling her subtle scent, a mixture of lavender and vanilla.
“What are you doing, Roy?”
The sudden sound of Kate’s voice startled him, and he spun around, his heart racing. There she stood, at the doorway, her eyes wide with surprise. Roy’s face flushed with embarrassment as he realized he had been caught red-handed, holding her lingerie.
“I… I was just…” Roy stuttered, his voice cracking.
Kate’s eyes narrowed, and a slow smile spread across her lips. “You were curious, weren’t you?” she said, her voice low and husky. “I’ve seen the way you look at me, Roy. I know you’ve been fantasizing about me.”
Roy’s mouth went dry. He couldn’t deny it, not after being caught in such an intimate act. “I… I have, Kate,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
Kate took a step towards him, her eyes never leaving his. “And what do you fantasize about, Roy? Tell me.”
Roy’s mind raced, his body trembling with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He had never been so bold, but something about Kate’s presence emboldened him. “I… I imagine touching you, feeling your soft skin,” he said, his voice gaining confidence. “I think about how you’d feel wrapped around me, how you’d moan my name.”
A low, throaty laugh escaped Kate’s lips. “Oh, Roy, you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to hear you say that.” She took another step forward, closing the distance between them. “I’ve been thinking about you too, you know. Ever since I caught you staring at me during dinner, I’ve been wondering what it would be like to have you.”
Roy’s breath quickened as Kate’s words sunk in. He had always hoped she felt the same way, but hearing it from her lips was electrifying. “You want me too?” he asked, his voice laced with disbelief.
“More than you know,” Kate replied, her hand reaching up to caress his cheek. “I’ve been a good stepmother, but I’m a woman with desires too. And you, my dear stepson, are the object of my fantasies.”
Roy’s body responded to her touch, his cock hardening at her words. He leaned into her hand, savoring the sensation of her soft skin against his. “I want to make those fantasies come true, Kate,” he said, his voice hoarse with desire.
Kate’s eyes darkened with lust as she took in the bulge in his pants. “Oh, I think we can make that happen,” she purred. “But first, let’s take care of this.” She reached for the zipper of his jeans, slowly pulling it down, her fingers brushing against his hardening length.
Roy’s breath caught in his throat as Kate’s hand wrapped around his throbbing cock, still encased in his boxer briefs. She gave it a gentle squeeze, making him gasp. “You’re so hard for me, Roy. I love it.”
“I’ve been hard ever since I saw you this morning,” he confessed, his voice strained. “I can’t control it when you’re around.”
Kate smiled, her fingers stroking him through the fabric. “I want to see it, Roy. I want to see what you’ve been hiding.”
With trembling hands, Roy pushed his jeans down, revealing his erect shaft, straining against the thin fabric of his underwear. Kate’s eyes widened at the sight, her breath quickening. “Oh, my,” she whispered, her hand reaching out to stroke him through the briefs.
“I want to feel you, Kate,” Roy pleaded, his voice thick with need. “Please, let me show you how much I want you.”
Kate’s fingers hooked into the waistband of his underwear, slowly pulling them down, revealing his thick, pulsating cock. She let out a soft moan as she took in the sight, her eyes fixated on the glistening head. “You’re beautiful, Roy,” she said, her voice filled with admiration.
Roy stepped out of his clothes, standing before her completely naked, his cock standing proudly, begging for her touch. Kate’s eyes traveled up and down his body, taking in his youthful, toned physique. “You’re a gorgeous young man,” she whispered, her hand reaching out to stroke his chest.
Roy’s breath hitched as Kate’s fingers trailed down his abdomen, closer to his aching cock. “I want to taste you, Kate,” he said, his voice hoarse. “I want to feel your mouth on me.”
Kate’s eyes flickered up to meet his, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “Oh, I plan to taste every inch of you, Roy. But first, I want to watch you touch yourself. I want to see how you like to be touched.”
Roy’s heart raced as he realized what she was asking. He had never masturbated in front of anyone, but the thought of Kate watching him was incredibly arousing. He nodded, his hand reaching down to wrap around his shaft, slowly stroking himself.
“That’s it, Roy,” Kate encouraged, her eyes fixed on his hand moving up and down his length. “Show me how you like it. Do you like it slow and gentle, or do you prefer it rough?”
Roy’s hand tightened around his cock, his strokes becoming more urgent. “I like it when it’s hard and fast, Kate,” he grunted, his eyes never leaving hers. “But I want to feel your touch, more than anything.”
Kate’s breath quickened as she watched him. “I can see how much you want me, Roy. Your cock is so hard, so ready for me.” She took a step closer, her hand reaching out to guide his strokes. “Let me help you, baby. Let me make you feel good.”
Roy’s eyes rolled back as Kate’s hand joined his, their fingers entwined as they stroked his length together. Her touch was electric, sending waves of pleasure through his body. “Oh, Kate, yes,” he groaned, his hips thrusting into their hands.
“That’s it, Roy,” she whispered, her breath hot on his ear. “Let go, let me feel you cum for me.”
Roy’s body tensed as the pleasure built, his orgasm approaching with relentless force. “I’m close, Kate,” he panted. “So close.”
Kate’s hand moved faster, her thumb rubbing the sensitive tip of his cock, driving him wild. “Cum for me, baby,” she urged, her voice a husky command. “Let me see it, let me feel your hot cum on my hand.”
With a guttural cry, Roy’s body convulsed, his cock throbbing as he shot his load, his warm cum coating their entwined hands. Kate’s fingers continued to stroke him through his release, milking every last drop from his spent shaft.
As Roy’s breathing slowed, Kate brought their cum-covered hands to her mouth, her eyes never leaving his. “Mmm, you taste delicious, Roy,” she purred, licking their combined essence from her fingers. “I can’t wait to taste you properly.”
Roy’s cock twitched at her words, already showing signs of recovery. He reached for her, pulling her close, his hands exploring her curves. “I want to taste you too, Kate,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. “I want to make you feel as good as you just made me feel.”
Kate’s body trembled at his touch, her nipples hardening against the fabric of her dress. “Oh, Roy, you’re going to drive me wild,” she breathed, her hands sliding down to cup his firm ass. “But first, we should probably take this to the bedroom, don’t you think?”
Roy’s lips curved into a mischievous smile as he took her hand, leading her towards the bed. “Oh, I have a feeling this is just the beginning, Kate,” he said, his voice filled with anticipation. “And I plan to make every one of your fantasies come true.”
As they lay down on the bed, their bodies entwined, Roy’s hand sliding beneath her dress, Kate’s breath quickened, her eyes sparkling with desire. “I can’t wait, Roy,” she whispered, her lips finding his in a passionate kiss. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for far too long.”
The story continues, as Roy and Kate’s forbidden desires ignite, leading them down a path of sensual exploration and unbridled passion…
