My mother saw my stepfather fuck me.

My father died when I was a child, and a few years later, my mother met my stepfather. He was always very nice to me and gave me a lot of attention. I was 17 and on vacation, while my mother worked, he and I stayed at home, and our relationship had gone beyond normal a long time ago. I was in my room, in my underwear because of the heat, playing a video game, when he knocked on the door. "May I come in?" he asked, in a voice that already indicated his intentions. Of course, you can come in, I'm playing. I answered. He went into the room and slammed the door. "I'm very horny", he said bluntly. "Your mother didn't want to fuck again last night". As he spoke, he was already massaging his dick over his shorts. <unk> Of course, you know I'm always here for that <unk> I responded with a malicious smile, feeling a mixture of excitement and confidence. <unk> I just need to finish the game, because it doesn't start sucking me the way you like. He got down on his knees in front of me and started massaging my dick and my balls over my panties while kissing my thighs and my belly. <unk> You are so beautiful <unk> he whispered, his lips brushing my skin. <unk> I can't resist you. I felt my cock start to grow under his touch, my panties tightening as my cock grew, his hands gently sliding across the fabric, stroking and squeezing. He took off my panties completely, my cock jumped out, with the foreskin still covering the pink and shiny head of excitement. I groaned, feeling the mixture of heat and moisture around my dick, and he moved his head up and down, his tongue circling around the head of my dick, sliding under my foreskin and sending waves of pleasure through my body. He stepped back for a moment to kiss my thighs, his warm, moist mouth tracing a path to my balls. <unk> You have such good taste <unk> he muttered, before returning to suck my cock, his lips wrapping it tightly as he moved his head up and down. He then came down further, his tongue exploring every inch of my dick, before moving to my ass. "I love that cock", he said, referring to the cock I had on the edge of my ass. "It's so sexy". He kept licking and sucking my ass, his tongue lightly penetrating. I twitched with pleasure, feeling his tongue invade me. He licked from my ass to the tip of the head of my dick. I loved when he rubbed my dick on my face, rubbing it on his beard, the rough feeling, the light spikes. After a while, he started sucking my cock again, his lips and tongue working together to give me an indescribable pleasure. While sucking, he started sticking his fingers into me, exploring my already prepared ass. Every movement of his fingers inside me made it wider and softer. So he pulled his own stick out and started masturbating as he jabbed and sucked me. The sound of his groans and the movement of his hand on his dick increased the intensity of the moment. I could feel every movement of his fingers inside me, while his mouth continued to work on my dick. He held the stick firmly, moving his hand up and down, squeezing gently with each movement. After a while, I could no longer resist the intensity of the sensations. <unk> I want you to fuck me <unk> I whispered, my voice full of desire. He smiled, his eyes shining. Before he penetrated me, he spat in his hand and spread the spit on my stick and ass, lubricating them well. Then he stuck three fingers in my ass, checking if I was ready for what was to come. I could feel the pressure building as he pushed, his hard, pulsating stick beginning to invade my body. "Ah, that's so good", he muttered. I groaned, feeling the mixture of pleasure and pain as he penetrated me deeper, the sensation of his thick dick going in and out of my ass was delicious, the friction, the pressure, the mixture of pleasure and pain all combined to create an intense and unforgettable experience, I could feel my body adjusting to his dick as I squeezed. I couldn't concentrate on the game anymore. I let go of the controller and hugged him, feeling his body warm and tight against mine, his beard rubbing against my face as he kissed me. He continued to penetrate me. My mind was consumed by the intense sensations he was giving me. And that's when I noticed a big guy on the doorstep, and it was my mother, watching us, and I was shocked, but since she didn't come in, I decided not to say anything, and I had nothing else to do, so I just gave in to the moment. My mother seemed to be enjoying what she saw as she stood there watching us, so I decided to provoke and enjoy her even more. His groans mingled with mine, and the sound of our bodies meeting filled the room, and I could feel my own pleasure growing, my body responding to his every move. "I'm almost there", he said, his voice panting. "Are you ready to make fun of me?" Before you mock, I want you to fuck me four times. He smiled broadly at the proposal, put in a little more before taking the stick out of me. I stood on all fours, looking directly at the door, while he prepared to penetrate me from behind. He gave a wide lick of my balls up to my already busted ass, before spitting into it and then put in, all at once, felt his balls collide hard with mine when he reached the heel. Every punch was accompanied by a groan from me, and I could see my mother watching us, her eyes shining with a mixture of shock and excitement. I looked deep into her eyes as she groaned, and her presence increased my excitement even more, and I could see the excitement on her face as she watched us. He kept on fucking me, holding my ass tight with quick, intense movements, his groans mingling with mine, and he would slap my ass so hard it would arch my back and groan even louder. Finally, he laughed, his body trembling with pleasure as he continued to penetrate me. When he pulled the stick out of me, the fucking started dripping out of my ass, leaving a warm, moist trail down my thigh. "Now it's your turn", he said, his voice still panting. He hugged me from behind, his strong arms wrapped around me as I began to masturbate. I kept eye contact with my mother, feeling the excitement increase even more as he masturbated me. His movements were rhythmic and intense, his hand sliding up and down on my dick, his beard rubbing against my neck while his still-hard dick pulsated and poked my ass. <unk> That's so good, dad <unk> I smiled, stretching my arms back to wrap around his neck. He continued to masturbate me, his lips touching my ear as he whispered putaria. I could feel my pulse almost reaching ecstasy, I enjoyed intensely, my body trembling with the release. The fuck sneezed like a fountain, melting our faces and bodies. He continued to hug me from behind, his strong arms wrapped around me as we both retrieved our breath. <unk> That was amazing, as always <unk> he whispered, his lips touching my ear. <unk> You're amazing. He then began to lick the fuck out of my face, collecting every drop of pleasure he had sneezed. My dick pulsated as I felt his rough tongue on my face. I smiled, feeling a mixture of satisfaction and shame. My mother's presence still hung over us. Her eyes were full of desire and curiosity, and I could see that she was as involved as we were. Finally, he slowly walked away. I felt completely satisfied, my body still tingling with the intense sensations he had given me. When he was done, I turned to him, stopped looking at my mom, but I made sure to get my ass up so she could see my busted ass leaking his fuck, and I wanted her to see the result of our pleasure as he gave me a soft kiss on the lips. "You're so tasty", he said, stroking my ass gently. "I never get tired of you". <unk> I also love being with you <unk> I replied, my voice still panting. <unk> You can fuck me whenever you want <unk> I said to him, my voice full of desire and satisfaction so that my mother could hear. <unk> I love when you eat me. When I looked back at the door, my mother was gone, and I felt a mixture of relief and curiosity -- what was she thinking? How would she react to all of this? He then slapped me on the ass, causing me to shudder with delight and surprise. "Come, clean yourself", he said, his voice firm, almost an order. "Your mother must be coming". I smiled and began to clean myself, still feeling the tingling in my body and the feeling of his cock running down my ass. As I cleaned myself, I couldn't stop thinking about the scene we had lived and my mother's presence. He began to dress, his movements calm and confident. I could see the satisfaction in his eyes. Later dinner was normal, despite the palpable tension between my mother and me. The conversation flowed superficially, and my stepfather seemed oblivious to anything out of the ordinary. After dinner, we went our separate ways, and I retreated to my room, trying to calm down and process the events of the day. I was lying in bed, reading a book to try to relax and sleep, when I began to hear sounds coming from my parents' bedroom. The moans began low and soft, but quickly increased in volume. The sound of sex was unmistakable. I could hear the rhythmic sound of the bed creaking, accompanied by the moans of pleasure of both of them. Each stroke was accompanied by a louder moan. My dick began to harden in response to the sounds I heard, and I decided to get up and go to the door of their room, driven by curiosity and desire. I walked silently down the corridor, my heart pounding in my chest. As I approached the door, I noticed that there was a crack open, allowing a clear view of the interior of the room. As I peeped through the window, my mother jerking vigorously at my stepfather's dick. Her generous breasts swayed to the rhythm of the movements, her skin glistening with sweat. My stepfather lay on his back, his hands firmly on her hips, guiding her up and down on his dick. Each movement was accompanied by a loud moan from both of them. The sound of their bodies meeting, the rubbing of skin against skin, and the moans of pleasure filled the room. My mother's furry little mouth slid on his dick fiercely, her lips pink and swollen with excitement. Every time she went down, her body swallowed his dick whole. My mother began to move faster, her groans becoming louder and louder. My mother looked directly at me, as if she knew I'd be there, spying, as if she was inviting me to watch, to participate in some way. I couldn't take it anymore, so I started masturbating right there in front of their bedroom door, and I pulled my dick out of my pants, exposing it completely, and it was hard and throbbing, and its head was swollen and pink, and it was glowing with the moisture of pre-enjoyment, and I began to caress it slowly, following the rhythm of my mother's movements, and every time she got down on my stepfather's dick, I increased the speed of my movements, and I felt the pleasure grow inside of me. The sight of them together, the intensity of their movements and groans, pushed me to the limit. My hand moved frantically as I approached orgasm. I felt my body shake as pleasure consumed me. I pointed the head of my stick to my chest so as not to dirty the door or the floor. Jets of hot semen poured out, hitting my chest and flowing through my hand. Each jet was accompanied by a wave of intense pleasure, and I could barely hold myself up. The semen slipped through my hand, leaving a bright trail of pleasure. Before I left, I licked my hand, tasting and cleaning my semen. As I did so, my mother looked at me again, her eyes still full of desire and defiance. To my surprise, she sent me a discreet kiss. I was shocked and hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to react. After a moment of hesitation, I returned the kiss, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness. I walked quietly away from the door, my heart pounding in my chest, I went back to my room, I lay in bed, trying to process everything, but my excitement was still at its peak.