I'm Getting Mommy For Christmas (PI, Mother/Son, Christmas Sex)
When Alex gets home on Christmas Eve, he finds his stepmom, Callie, dressed in a sexy, skimpy Santa outfit! She's waiting, blindfolded, for his father to come home, but Alex decides that he's going to help himself to a bit of Christmas spirit before his dad arrives... More
“My step-mom, Callie, was lying on top of the bed! She was dressed in a very revealing Santa costume, and nothing else...”
When Alex comes home on Christmas Eve, he is already thrilled – he's just been invited to a New Year's Eve party by his crush! And now that he's turned 18, he can think of plenty of illicit activities for them to get up to.
But while he's in his room, getting ready to masturbate to his favorite porn video, Alex hears moaning coming through his bedroom wall - from his parents' bedroom, on the other side. Curious, he gets up to investigate.
When he pokes his head in, Alex is astounded to find his step-mom, Callie, dressed in a sexy Santa outfit, blindfolded and ready! She may be waiting for his father to come home, but Alex decides that it's time to step up, into his father's role...
Warning: This story contains graphic scenes of amazingly hot sex, and is intended for mature readers only. All characters are over eighteen and are not blood relations.
Callie had come into my life just as I was hitting the peak of puberty, and for a long time, I was slightly ashamed to admit that she had been the center of my sexual fantasies.
She certainly played the part well. Somehow, my dad had managed to land a tall, leggy blonde, slim and fit yet still with a wide, curvy ass and a pair of tits that took up most of her chest, almost large enough for her to use them as a shelf. She usually kept her hair pulled back in a no-nonsense ponytail, but my best memories of Callie were when she split her hair into two pigtails. I suspected that she did this for my dad, as he would tug on them affectionately as she passed. She was friendly to me from the beginning, and eventually I came around, not only calling her mom, but thinking of her as my mom. That didn't stop the fantasies, though.
I sometimes imagined him riding her naked in their bedroom, my dad's strong hands gripping onto those pigtails as he pumped up and down on her ass, his cock sliding in and out of her smoothly while she moaned and jiggled beneath him. This wasn't pure fantasy, either; my bedroom shared a wall with the master bedroom, and I could sometimes hear the mingled moans and squeaks of bedsprings that meant they were fucking next door. I had used to lay awake at night listening for these sounds, my dick in hand, masturbating in anticipation. As I listened to my new mom beg for more of my dad's hard cock in her, I would rub myself furiously, squirting hot jizz into a tissue to avoid staining my bed...