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Date: Thu, 13 Apr 2006 11:45:32 +0000
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Stepmother Love My name is Eric and I was thirty-five years old when my father
died. To say his death hurt would be an understatement. It was truly
devastating. Although it was a difficult time, I was fortunate in that I had my
stepmother to help me through this period. As I'll say more then once in this
story, Janice had raised me from my early teenage years. My real mother had died
when I was so young that the only mother that I knew was Janice. I thought of
her as my mother not a stepmother. That's important to this story. I should add
one more thing. It was a rare day that I didn't lock myself in my room and jack
off thinking about how wonderful it would be to fuck Janice. I missed my dad,
but my stepmother and I, mutually supported one another through our shared pain.
My father was a man in every sense of the word. His last few years had broken
him down to a shadow of what he had been before his illness. I'm sure that his
sickness had all but eliminated the enjoyment of sex. Without a doubt, the
inability to sexually enjoy one another must have been a "mountain of
difficulty" for both of these wonderful people. I probably should apologize for
certain of my more "earthy" thoughts, but I would be less then candid if I
didn't admit that the thought of Janice's ripe body turned me on in a big way.
Even more candidly, I can't ever remember feeling any other way! It wasn't just
that she was "full figured" (which she was) it was more the aurora of sexuality
that surrounded her. I'm sure that she didn't know how she effected men, but
she had a certain sex appeal that caused her to be a "man magnet." This was a
woman who was in her early sixties, but "wow" what a body! In addition to her
big-breasted hourglass figure, she had the classic face and blonde hair of a
Doris Day.
It is important to say that we all know women who revel in the fact that they
are sexy in appearance and they enjoy flaunting their beauty. Certainly my
stepmother possessed the looks and body that was capable of "stopping traffic",
but she was "delightfully" unassuming in the way she conducted her everyday
life. Because she had been so focused on my father, I'm sure that she had never
really noticed the effect that she had on other men. More importantly, until his
passing, she hadn't really cared.
After the funeral people were coming and going and to tell you the truth it was
a relief when the last person left and Janice and I were alone in her house. My
father had left my stepmother in a position where she didn't have to worry about
bills for the rest of her life. At the time of my father's death, Janice was in
her early sixties. As I said, she looked as though she was twenty years younger.
I know that I just mentioned her incredibly sexy body, but I would like to touch
on just a few more things.
For instance, it certainly stretches the imagination to say that a woman that in
her sixty's is "sexy", but Janice was... no question about it. It was not that
she was slender because she wasn't. In fact she was a little bit over weight,
but I have to say that she carried her "extra pounds" smoothly and with an
undeniable grace. She had large full breasts that I frequently furtively
observed as they swayed provocatively through her blouses. Sometimes she wore
those soft "natural look" bras and I could see her nipples poking through the
material of her dress. As erotic as her breasts could be, it was her
unbelievably sexy crotch that really blew my mind.
Sometimes when she wore a tight pair of jeans you could see the pouting lips of
her pussy through the fabric and it would . . . almost . . . drive me crazy! I
would run to the bathroom, lock the door and wrap my hand tightly around my
cock. As I feverishly pumped away I envisioned what it would be like to slip my
fingers between the swollen lips of her cunt. Many were the times that I stroked
my hard cock to a powerful orgasm thinking ...
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