"It's date night," I celebrated, doing my hair. "The kids will be out of the house, and we're gonna have a good time. My hubby better not bail, if he does, there's gonna be hell to pay."

I got ready for a few more minutes, but then I heard a knock at the door.

I went to it. "Are you ready to fucked tonight?" I asked, opening the door.

I felt like my heart just stop. "Oh, shit, I'm sorry, Richard," I appologized, putting my hand up. "Don't laugh."

"I'm sorry too, Erin," he chuckled.

"I thought you were your dad."

"I can tell, are you going out on date night?"

"Is it that obvious? The dress didn't give it away?"

"Wow, you look beautiful, Erin."

I couldn't be mad at him for laughing, so I leaned to him to peck his cheek. "Well, thank you, step-son."

"You're welcome. I was just looking for Roger."

"Oh, I think he and Carol are off somewhere doing something. Well, I know this, you and Kelsey must have had some effect on them, they're inseparable lately. I never saw them spend so much time together."

He nodded and grinned.

"What's that shit-eating grin about, Richard?"

"Nothing. So, I'll leave you to get ready then."

"No, you don't have to leave, we haven't spent a lot of time together either. You and Kelsey are close too. How you two can share a room together after all these years is beyond me. More power to you, though," I said, before peeking at him again. "Well, you're a handsome man and like what you like. Do you think this dress is too much? I mean, my crack isn't too much?"

He couldn't resist the urge to peek.

"Well, you're vibrating, so I'm guessing you like what you see?"

"Um, you could say that," he confessed, trying not to cheese.

"Thank you, I guess," I added, before hugging him. "You're a good step-son. I love you."

"I love you too, Erin."

"So, aren't you gonna get out there tonight? I'm sure your mom and dad want you to meet someone too."

"Um, not tonight, but maybe some time soon. Are you pushing Roger and Carol?"

"No, but should I?"

"I don't know," he muttered, backing away.

"Are you okay? Did I make you feel uncomfortable?"

"Oh, no, of course not, Erin, you're a great step-mom. I'm just gonna go to my bedroom, and see if Roger ever shows up. He might want to do something tonight."

"Okay," I said, before lowering my eyes a tad. 'Well, that answers my question.'

"I'll see you later, Erin."

"Okay, bye, Richard."

He left and shut the door.

"Well, that was awkward, you were packing something in your pants, and it wasn't a gun. I might have to talk to him about this, we haven't been close, and this might put a damper on the relationship, or make it better. Shit, I don't know, but there's no mistaking what that budge was."

I continued getting ready for my date with his father.

Fifteen minutes later, I glanced at my phone. "Oh, it says it's from him," I groaned, picking it up. "I swear if you cancel, I'm gonna-" I whined, before pulling up his text. "You mofo, you're too tipsy now to drive over here. You knew damn well we had a date, but son of a bitch," I whined, before putting the phone down. "What the fuck, you dumbass? How hard is it just to stay sober for a few hours so you can take your wife out for date night?"

I groaned and stomped my feet a few times. I tried not to yell out because I knew Richard wasn't too far away.

"I love you, Richard, but your dad is a jackass. I'm not actually gonna tell him that, but shit."

I wasn't yelling, but my nerves took a hit and I shook somewhat too. I stayed silent and tried to figure out what to do then.

"Damn, this sucks," I muttered, before peeking at the door. "Well, shit, Richard is here, and I have no idea where Carol or Roger is. Maybe he'd fancy eating with his step-mom," I let out, before I wiped my forehead and went to the door.

I opened it and strolled out there. I took a deep breath and made my way over to his bedroom.

Then I stopped. "Well, he is a guy, I hope he's not doing something a normal young adult male might be doing," I said, prior to walking even slower.

"Oh, yes," I heard him moan.

"Oh, you horny young man, I know that moan," I whispered, before stopping. "Well, I guess I'll let you do your thing."

"Oh, yes, fuck your step-mom with that cock," I heard him let out.

"Your step-mom?" I asked, before licking my lips. "You're watching step-mom/son porn?"

Whether I liked it or not, I got a little horny at that. I was his step-mom, and it wasn't clear either way from that alone if he had a thing for me, but I remembered his boner from when he hugged me. Then my legs trembled somewhat, and I felt my thong get wet too.

I didn't know what to do with that information, but I wasn't about to intrude on his private time. So, I just turned around and went back to the living room. I figured I'd just wait for a little while.

Anyway, after ten minutes, I heard the floor creak. "Oh, Erin, what's going on? I thought you were going out?"

"No, your dad canceled, so I guess I'm staying in tonight."

"Oh, I can leave if you want to be alone."

"No, no, of course not, Richard," I made clear, coming towards him. "I'd love to hang out with my step-son."

"Okay," he mumbled, sitting next to me. "Um, are you gonna stay dressed up, though?"

"I can take the dress off, but I'd just be in my bra and thong."

"I meant if you were gonna put on regular non-date night clothes, that's all."

"I know, dude," I added, before=e hugging him. "Well, I'm not about to ask my step-son to go out to a romantic restaurant, but would you like to eat dinner with me? I haven't heard anything from my two, and I'm guessing you haven't heard from Kelsey?"

"She's busy tonight, and I'd guess Carol is with her. I guess young adults frolic."

"Yes, they do. So, I'm hungry, so would you like to eat something with me and maybe watch a movie?"

He couldn't look at me so well and seemed uneasy. I could see the sign, but I didn't want to speak of his taboo likeability.

"You know what, maybe I will change," I said, getting up.

"Um, no," he injected, rising with me. "You don't have to, Erin. That green dress does make you look stunning."

"Thank you, but you don't think it's tacky?"

"No, you're radiating in it."

'And I'm guessing you'd think more so if I was just in my bra and thong,' I thought, before hugging him again. "Well, thank you," I said, enveloping my arms around him. "Aren't you an extra sweet sweetheart?"

He couldn't utter a response, but hugged me back. Needless to say, I felt his hard-on again and I was certain it was even harder that time.

"Um, dinner sounds good," he let out, backing away. "If you wouldn't mind, could you give me a few minutes?"

"Okay, sure, do what you gotta do. I love you."

He took a deep breath. "I love you too," he muttered, before leaving.

I waited to speak for a few seconds, but then I had to feel my crotch under my dress. "Well, you got me wet, Richard. I shouldn't be, but results like these don't lie," I said, rubbing my snatch through my thong.

I didn't know what to think of this turn of events, but it was something.

"I wonder if you felt the need to jack it again," I theorized, before glancing at the hallway. "You were only out here with me for a few minutes. I certainly gave you some sweet eye candy, and I guess my crack here would be the main dish of it. I certainly heard you right in your bedroom, you were watching step-mom/son porn. Put that with how you were with me just now and before in the bathroom, that's something. I don't think you should be ashamed, but I'm guessing you are at least a little bit. It's difficult to tell your step-mom you think she's hot."

I stayed seated for a moment, but my drenched beaver made me yancy. Added to the fact that his dad bailed on me, I wanted soemthing or at least get some sense of someone that wants to stick it to me.

So, I voyaged back out to the hallway and quietly made my way to his bedroom. The door was closed again, so I got close to it and heard some moaning once again. It felt wrong to listen, but I couldn't resist the urge.

"Oh, yes, help your black step-mom cheat, dude. You know how to suck a dick, don't you, woman?"

I felt gitty hearing that, and I felt like screaming. I held back, but settled for feeling my drenched slit again and felt the need to get involved at that point. I wasn't sure how, but I loved him, and knowing how he felt made the feelings clear.

I heard him moaning and seemingly getting ready to lose it. I had to glimpse at the doorknob, but I couldn't just grab it. I had a big moral dilemma to deal with, and I needed to figure it out. I just stood there and to make matters worse, I felt my cherry again.

I vibrated quite hard grab onto the doorknob for leverage. I knew it wasn't a good idea, but I didn't care in that moment. He didn't spout off any other actual words, but he was clearly feeling good in that moment.

I never saw his prick before, but my mind made it huge, or at least made me very curious to see how big it was. Even with my palm on the doorknob, I couldn't just turn it to see him for myself. I knew I was already on the line if not over it, but I was a horny SMILF.

"Oh, yes, cum all over your step-mom, she likes it."

I had to grin at that, and even stick a couple of fingers into my cunt. I wasn't sure if he was picturing me or not, but my brain made it happen anyway.

"Oh, screw it," I mumbled, before opening the door.

From one second to the next, I witnessed my step-son masturbating. My eyes widened as my eyes saw his wood even if his hand was covering it somewhat.

"Oh, that's a good schlong, it's big and veiny. You must've gotten it sucked at least a few times before, huh?"

He couldn't hear me, but I saw him jacking off to step-mom/son porn, and it was with a white young man and black older woman. I took that as a sign that he did, in fact, want me, and sure enough, it made me melt.

"Yes, you're a good step-son for eating out your step-mom too. Yes, make her purr."

I couldn't see it too well, but I made the picture out well enough. Although, seeing Richard jack off was the real prize. His hand went up and down on his johnson slowly, and I could only figure he was gonna pop soon.

"Oh, yes, your horny black step-mom wants to see all of that white cum. Go ahead, explode you can clean up the mess later."

So, I felt the lust for him once I saw his wood, and I surely had to open up the floodgates even more. I wanted to rush right in there and tell him it was okay to want me at least. Obviously, he did, but even if nothing could happen, I wanted to assure him it was nothing to be ashamed of.

The attraction was just secondary, and if nothing else, it would just be a sexy story we'd have. I wasn't about to tell him about my lust or how I was playing with my pussy, but still, we'd be closer to each other.

"Would you fancy your step-mom sucking your pecker, Richard? Not that I can, but it might just be hot to wonder about, don't you think?"

Once again, he couldn't hear me, but then I saw him shaking even more and closing his eyes. I could only guess it was go time. I glued my eyes to his dick and sure enough, he delivered my eye candy. He moaned, and then I saw his white stuff come out.

I shook and watched him every second I could. I loved it like nothing else, and it proved that I was very turned on and in need of something. I let out a few moans as well, but fortunately, that was too much.

"Whoa, Erin, what are you..." he whined, hiding his cock and getting in front of his computer.

"Oh, crap, I'm sorry," I apologized, covering my face. "I'm mortified, please don't hate me, Richard," I whined, before backing away.

I just got out of eyesight and stood there frozen. I bit off more than I could chew, and I couldn't even make myself run. He caught me, and I wasn't sure what to say. After a moment, I heard him maneuver on the bed, and then he opened the door completely.

"I'm sorry, Richard," I mumbled. "Please forgive me."

"Erin, WTF? You were spying on me? You couldn't give me like ten minutes alone?"

"I'm sorry, Richard, please don't tell anyone about this. I just..."

He took a deep breath. "Were you enjoying yourself?"

"Um, yes, I was just horny, and heard you... masturbating."

"And you... liked that?"

I nodded and pecked his forehead. "I love you, and I think you're a very handsome young man. Um, you were watching step-mom/son porn?"

"Um, yes, why does that matter?"

"It doesn't, unless," I said, stepping towards him. "Do you like me in that way?"

"What, no, Erin," he objected, backing away. "You're married to my dad, remember? That's a big reason I freaked out, you know?"

"The woman was black, and the guy was white, so you're not interested?"

He felt his face with both hands. "I can't believe we're having this discussion, Erin. You're my step-mom, then my dad cancels date night, and you decide to spy on me. Then when you're busted, you want to have sex with me?"

"Not if you're judging me, no," I whined, turning around. "Just don't tell anyone about this," I requested, before walking away.

He grabbed my arm and stopped me. "Wait, you still have to be my step-mom and that was fucked up. So, what if I like step-mom/son porn? What business is it of yours?"

"It's not, we don't have to have dinner by the way."

"No, we... still can. You're still my step-mom, Erin."

"Okay, we're good then?"

He nodded and pecked my cheek. Then we stared at each other for a moment in silence. I still felt my thong getting drenched and his bulge certainly made a reappearance. Then we both calmly leaned to each other and kissed one another.

It only lasted a few seconds, but we both seemed satisfied. So we took one another's hands and then kissed once again. We both knew it was wrong, but it appeared we both gave into temptation. We kissed very slowly, but didn't stop for a moment.

When we parted lips again, I brought his hands over my butt. "I love you, Richard. I love your sister and dad, but I think you're a very suave young man. I fully intend on having you as a step-son for many years to come," I told him, before feeling his rod. "Wow, that's rock hard, may I see it up close?"

He swallowed and shook. "May I see you?"

"Yes, but don't tell anyone about this," I advised him, before bringing him back into his bedroom.

I shut the door and had him stand in front of his bed.

I brought his hands to my back. "Unzip, my white step-son whom I love."

"You'd love me if I were Asian, Indian, Portrican, or anything, right?" he pondered, before grabbing the zipper.

"Yes, Richard, I cherished the idea of having step-kids, but still, I've noticed right out of the gate, you were closer to Carol and Roger than me. Don't get me wrong, I love that you love my kids, but don't forget about your step-mom. Now bring the zipper down and feel the real-life fantasy."

He couldn't resist that, so he brought it down and then I pushed the dress down. I allowed him to see my breasts and the rest of my body, but only covered by my bra and thong. His eyes appeared to want to come out of his head.

I let him soak it in for a moment, but then I couldn't kill the urge to bring his hands to my bra. "You know how to undo a bra, right?"

He swallowed again and attempted to undo it. My bra was just a clasp one, but it was a matching pink one that went with my thong, so he was on the edge of the edge.

"Damn it," he whined.

"Don't worry," I assured him, grabbing the clasp. "I'm still a horny woman that can use her brain right, and not judge you, step-son," I told him, undoing it for him.

I took it off myself and then pushed down my thong as well. Once again, I allowed him to eyeball my body as if he was about to paint me from memory. Then I brought him to me again and kissed him again.

That time, I hugged him and let him feel my breasts even through his shirt. He felt my butt again and it seemed my nude figure fueled his desire even more so. Even if it was wrong, we were both into it.

After a moment, I calmly dropped my hands to his crotch. "I want to see your white dick up close now."

He nodded and then I undid his shorts. They fell down and his member flung out through his boxers. I looked at it briefly, but I decided to grab it.

"Oh, you have soft hands, Erin."

"You should feel my tits, Richard."

"May I?"

"I have my hands on your wood, and it's stiffening. I think you're in clear to enjoy your step-mom," I let him know, before kissing him. "I love you."

"I love you too," he muttered, before feeling my bundles of joy. "Holy shit, Erin, you are a MILF."

"A black MILF."

"Erin, you're just a MILF, it doesn't matter what race you are. I'm sure I'd still be fighting the urge to cum if you were white or whatever."

"If you say so, have you ever gotten your dick sucked?"

"Um, am I supposed to be honest?"

"Yes."

"Then yes."

I leaned toward him and kissed him again. I want to feel the passion and love he found for me. All the while, I stroked his member and he felt the need to squeeze my boobs so hard, he wanted the milk from them.

I felt him losing it, but he hadn't shot his load just yet. So, after another moment, I let go of his schlong and undressed him completely. Once I got a good look at his whole body, I went around him and got onto the bed.

Richard saw me lie down and he quickly joined me, but just on my side. I invited him to feel my tits again, though, and kissed him. Then I grabbed his member again and brought the head of it to my cunt. That certainly got him to shake, but he was more comfortable lying down.

I made him got a little nuts, and it was sure it was just a matter of time before he needed to shoot. Yet, he proved to be well trained, but yet, I was a MILF he loved, so he was going to go apeshit soon.

"Wow, you have a great body."

"Yet," I said, closing the gap even more. "You wish to soil it with some of your white stuff, huh? That's the money shot that makes you keep watching, right?"

"No, it's the taboo thing, Erin. They're not supposed to be fucking, yet they are."

"Already then," I added, before kissing him and grabbing his hands again. "What if you felt my cherry?" I pondered, before bringing them to it.

"Oh, wow, that's wet and hairy, Erin," he moaned, attacking me with his breath.

I laughed and enjoyed the sight before me. He managed to finger me and I felt him convulsing, and then without warning, I felt his cum shoot out. He was pushing down on my snatch the whole time, so he even got his own hands, but a lot splashed onto my stomach.

I cherished every second of it and felt the love growing nonstop. He was attracted to me, and even though it was wrong, it was hot as hell. I smiled at him when he finally peeked at me again and kissed him.

"I take it that means you love me and want to fuck me, huh?" I asked, grabbing his blanket.

I wiped myself off for a moment, and then him as well. All the while, he was trying to catch his breath. He didn't know what to say it seemed, but I was okay with that. Then I calmly pushed him onto his back.

Then I got over him and grabbed his dick. "Are you ready to fuck your step-mom?"

He nodded and shook again in anticipation. I rubbed the head on my lips down there for a moment and enjoyed the eye candy of him going nuts. I felt the intense pleasure even without his cock diving in there yet.

I had to cheese for both loving what I was seeing and feeling. Yet, I still had a deep need to be fucked. So, after a moment, I aligned it with my slit, but glanced back at him. I relished seeing him about to go apeshit yet again.

Then I let his cock dive into my twat. "Oh, that's a big one, dear, step-son," I moaned, setting my palms on his stomach. "You're officially fucking your step-mom, and go ahead you may leer at my breasts, I don't mind," I assured him, riding him slowly.

"No, you deserve some eye contact, Erin, you wanted to have sex tonight with my dad, and have him look at you, right?"

"Maybe, but on the contrary, this is so much hotter either way."

He nodded again and grabbed my thighs. He held them somewhat tight and endured the grand sensation of having his step-mom fucking him. I didn't try to go over the top, the act of his member being inside me did it for me.

Neither of us said a word for a few minutes. We just reveled in the pleasure together, and I surely knew I'd never forget this. We both looked into each other's eyes from time to time, but he was chomping at the bit to eyefuck my boobs.

I relished feeling his wood deep inside me. It felt unworldly, and it seemed to be getting bigger by the second. I felt the veins in it going nuts, and it nearly felt like he'd need to cum already. Yet, he proved again he could hold it.

I moved all over taking his member with me in the process, so he was feeling the joy right along with me. I didn't have a dick, but I knew he had to be feeling the best bliss imaginable because he wanted to have sex with me even if he didn't know when he was masturbating before.

I even saw him checking out my pussy with his cock hidden. So, he was grasping it was happening, and he needed to let it all sink in even in real time then. I didn't say a word and watched it all. Seeing him get his prize was a prize to me.

Although, after a couple of minutes, I yanked him up with me. "Give your step-mom a kiss," I muttered, before making out with him for a moment.

I made him feel my breasts on his chest again, but with my pussy lips rubbing on his rod. I was on the pill, so I wasn't worried about him cumming inside me. He certainly did give me that intimatcy I craved, which made him golden.

It wasn't from him, but coming from him was ironclad and I couldn't believe it was happening. Yet, I couldn't stop the wrong thing from happening. It was too good to stop, and I wasn't even sure how far it'd go.

After a couple of minutes, I parted my lips and caught him checking out my tits. So, I pushed his head down to them and made him feel all of their sexy goodness for a moment. My boobs were the crowning parts of my body that his father loved, and it worked on him.

"Do you like your step-mom's titties?"

"Yes, they're perfect."

"What about my lips?" I asked, calmly getting off him.

He couldn't answer me, he was just struck by me when I got close to his cock. I kept my head angled up a bit so he could see me. I slowly took it into my mouth and witnessed the results.

"Oh, Erin, you have very soft and great lips too, I swear. Oh, I love you."

I nodded and gave him one satisfying blow job. He felt my head as well and endured all the luxury he could in that moment. His wood was getting stiffer and I felt him losing it once again. I looked into his eyes as much as I could and relished the results.

I got the intimacy I wanted again, but not from his dad. So it was his loss and Richard gained some tight satisfaction from me. I sucked off all of my juice and went on for another couple minutes. Then I rose up again and got back over his cock.

I aligned it back with my cunt and let his schlong back in there. "Now feel your step-mommy's breasts again," I ordered him, pushing his face back to my jugs. "Lick those nipples for me and titillate me," I told him, rubbing his head.

He followed my command and slathered my nipples for me. He made sure to watch me the whole time too, and make me feel good in the process. I caressed his head ever so slowly, and made him feel the love and it showed, he managed to please me.

He went to both of my jugs and licked big nipples somewhat hard. He showed he wasn't playing around at all. He was into me and he used all his passion to woo me more than I could imagine. I felt his tongue going all over my nipples and he pressured them right.

All the while, his pecker remained in my cunt with my juice oozing down it too. I held him somewhat tight and just waited for him until he couldn't give or take anymore. I let my pussy do all the work on his schlong, and took the love he wanted to give.

"Oh, yes, dear, step-son, do what your dad failed to tonight. Be my knight in shining armor, and fuck me good. Do it all while looking right into my eyes. They're brown just like yours, so enjoy them."

He nodded and even sucked my nipples into his mouth. He went to both of them several times and doled out the contentment like he was trying to convince me to divorce his dad and marry him.

I knew that wasn't the case, but it was hot as hell and yet, the one thing that was just amazing was him looking directly into my eyes as he fucked those nipples like they owed him money. I pulled his hair somewhat and attacked him with my breath, but that wasn't stopping him.

I loved it so much that it sparked a tear, but he didn't say anything about it. He knew nothing needed to be said and allowed all the taboo hot nature to take its course. After a few more minutes, he came up to me to kiss me.

We both encased our arms around each other and let the love grow even more. Although, it didn't last too long, I lied down and he got on his knees without letting his cock out. He grabbed my thighs and began fucking me that way.

I kept my torso up a bit so he could do it even better, and we locked eyes once again. He still couldn't resist seeing my flopping jugs again. It was steaming for him to see them, and it showed. I just waited for him to lose it once again and sweat my ass off with him.

His rod was getting harder and harder by the second, and seeing him cherishing the sexual fun was perfect for me. I couldn't help, but love him more than life itself by then. My pussy was getting sore, and I saw it as good and bad.

Yet, I didn't want him to stop. I wanted to fuck me as long as he could, and if that meant his load built up into Niagara Falls in the process, then I was ready for it. I wanted him to shoot his load again, but to actually see it that time.

He was moaning so much that he made me think it was a real possibility he could drown us both. Yet, then he finally pulled out, but leaned on top of me. He made us both go down, and he felt my slick body once again.

He managed to grab his rod again and stick it back into slit. "I'm fucking my hot to trot step-mom. Damn, this is fucked up," he moaned, making sweet love to me.

"It's gotta stay our little secret, though, remember?"

"Yes, I got it."

"You fucking your black step-mom is certainly bragging worthy, right?"

"Oh, yes, it is, you're a ravishing MILF, Erin. You're with my dad, but I have noticed how stunning you are."

"Oh, is that so?"

He nodded and leaned down to kiss me before continuing to make sweet love to me. He moved it in and out ever so slowly and attacked me with his breath. I didn't mind that, and cherished every second of it.

He held my thighs hard, and made sure to get the mark the best he could. I massaged his back and neck to ensure he was feeling extra good. We didn't speak for some time, but made sure to view each other like we'd die if we didn't.

He also made sure to come down to me several times to kiss me, so he served as that knight in shining armor I craved. His cock continued to feel like it was bigger, but even if it actually wasn't, I was feeling joy like nothing else.

I cried somewhat and continued to attack him with my breath, but that wasn't stopping him. The only thing that could would be him needing to shoot at that point. Nevertheless, he proved to be trained to hold it, so he'd make me wait.

Even still, it was a waiting game worth playing, and with every passing thrust of his cock, it felt a little better to play it. It was the gift that just kept giving, and hearing him tell me he noticed how beautiful I was made me love him more.

"This is some fucked up date night, we didn't even eat, Erin."

"We can always order in and eat in bed if you'd like."

"Oh, that's weird, but still smoking hot, though."

"I hope so, but we can always go out on a real date some time. There's nothing wrong with a woman dining out with her step-son."

"Okay," he moaned, pulling his rod out and getting on his knees. "I'd like that," he muttered, before feeling my snatch. "Oh, that's very wet, Erin," he mentioned, rubbing my lips.

I shook and witnessed him stroking his dick with his other hand. He fingered me perfectly as I rubbed my tits and eyeballed him. Sure enough, he didn't even need to feel them to have all the sensations come over him.

Nevertheless, he was feeling my snatch too, and giving me one lusty look too. He even let his fingers dive into my slit. So, he got my juice flowing out, and surely soiled his bed. He wasn't worried about that then and just wanted to woo me.

After a couple more minutes, he evicted his fingers. "I wonder what this tastes like," he said, before putting them in his mouth.

I watched him suck his fingers clean for a moment, but I couldn't resist rising to him and grabbing his johnson. I stroked it for him and then he had to soak his hand in my juice once again, but we kissed each other as he did.

"Stick those fingers into my cunt as deep as you can. Get the scent of my juice forever plastered on your fingers so you can always taste me whenever you want, horndog."

Oddly enough, he brought his hand away again and dropped down to my snatch. "Or maybe in my mouth, Erin," he theorized, before going down on me.

"Oh, if I didn't love you before, I certainly do now," I let out, before feeling his head. "Fuck me, I love you, Richard."

He ate me out with purpose and made it as hot as I could imagine. He placed his palms on my thighs and used that tongue to leave his saliva all over my lips down there. He trickled my lips and surely had my juice flying out yet again.

"Oh, yes, step-son, prove to your step-mommy how serious you are about proving that you love me. Yes, lick those lips all over, and don't be afraid to let that tongue in between those lips too. Well, you're the knight, so you do what you do."

He nodded and continued to woo me like it was the last thing he'd do. He fed me that intimate eye contact again and showed the real fight in him. Regardless of how wrong it was, eating a MILF out was no easy task.

Yet, he was up for it, I didn't even ask him to try it, he just dove right into my cunt, and made me love it like nothing else. He clearly had some practice, but I couldn't ask him yet. I was too busy being on defense with him eating me out.

He certainly did let his tongue in between my lips too, so he was keeping me more than satisfied. The sheer act was enough, but he was quite the suave young man who knew how to please a woman, so he was golden.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes," I moaned, caressing his head. "Go nice and slow on me and get the reward that you want. Slow and steady wins the race, so work it. Work it like you'll die if you don't, your step-mommy demands it."

He nodded and surely showed hos how sharp his pussy licking skills were. I couldn't even comprehend it, it was just out there and I had nothing to say. He said enough for both of us, and his eyes screamed a lot.

My bush played no obstacle for him, in fact, it made him feistier. He also licked it and pushed some of it out of the way. Nothing and no one was stopping him from making me feel good, and I had to appreciate that.

He didn't try to go above and beyond, just stayed my horny step-son that wanted to please me. He didn't want to steal me, but make up for what his father didn't want to do that night. All the while, looking at me as if he was in love with me.

I didn't utter a word, but kept the moans flowing out, though. He even rubbed his face all over my cunt as well, so he got his whole face soaked in there. So, if he wanted my juice forever infected on his face, then he was gonna make it happen.

All the while, I scrubbed his head and tried to stare at him as much as I could. Yet, when he hit the right spot, I had to break eye contact. He wasn't about to give me shit about it, he just loved me and wanted to thrill me as much as he could.

I kept my legs spread enough for him, but he kept his palms on my thighs. So, he needed to help hold me down as time went on. My defenses were going down nonstop, but I loved it that way.  His tongue was a magical tool, and he used it wisely on me.

He kept his face close the whole time, so I couldn't even see his tongue so well. That only met his tongue stayed close to my slit or even inside it. That made the pleasure even better and got my juice flowing out more.

"Yes, yes, yes, Richard. You know how to eat pussy, so any woman you get with will be extra lucky."

He nodded, but didn't stop. I couldn't compliment him enough, he was just the golden knight in shining armor, and that was that. I felt like he was poking my cunt with a needle, and it was just feeling so good that it was hurting. Sure enough, the taboo thing helped, but he wasn't half-assing anything.

It got so bad that I needed to yank him up to me. "Kiss me."

I grabbed his neck and he kept his hands down on my snatch. I tasted all of my juice off his lips and made sure to get every single drop off his lips. Even after that, I continued to kiss him for a few more minutes.

Then I calmly parted my lips and smiled at him. "I love you, horndog."

"I love you too, sexy lady."

"Now fuck me like a dog," I dared him, getting up on my knees.

I turned around and watched him grab his wood.

He wasted no time aligning it with my cherry, and sticking it in there. "Oh, my dad is an idiot," he branded him, thrusting his member and feeling my butt. "An absolute fucking moron wrapped in a jackass."

"Oh, Richard, that's mean, but hot."

"You brought it out, Erin."

I laughed and enjoyed the taboo spark yet again, but with him doing it that way. My pussy was already feeling pretty sore, but I wanted more. He clamped down on my buttcheeks and fucked me as hard as he could.

I had my hooters dangling a bit and I felt them moving around. So, he painted the picture in my mind, and I just couldn't wait for him to need to cum on it too. He was still a young man who needed a break even now and then, but he loved me more than life itself then.

Even if nothing else could ever happen between us, I was still more than thrilled to get him into bed and make him feel me in more ways than one. We both kept the moans flowing out nonstop as if we truly just couldn't stop.

I also felt my buttcheeks shaking too as if he was trying to inject a buttquake in there. We were both sweating our asses off, but in a good way. I knew there was always a chance that someone could find out about this, so it made the sex even sexier.

Then I abruptly pushed his wood out and turned around. "Watch me suck your dick, Richard," I ordered him, before taking it into my mouth.

"I'm watching, Erin, and you're the most ravishing SMILF there is," he moaned, feeling my head. "Oh, my dad sucks, he sucks big time. I don't know about him sometimes. Does he even have a brain in his head if he willingly turned this down?"

I sucked his massive dick for another moment, but then I rose to him. "He is a moron compared to you," I told him, wrapping my arms around him. "You should pay more attention to your step-mom, but I know how close you are to your sister, and you like my kids, so I can't whine too much. Your horny step-mom needed attention so much that she spied on you when you were masturbating to step-mom/son porn. I hope the reality lived up to the fantasy."

"I never fantasized about fucking you, Erin, but it was out of this world."

"You just noticed how pretty I am, but didn't develop a crush on me?"

"Well, I think both you and Carol are dazzling women."

"Does that mean you want to get into Carol's underwear?"

He broke eye contact.

"It's okay if you do, Richard, but I know she's seeing someone right now. I just don't know who."

"Um, okay," he muttered, before swallowing.

"What, wouldn't you like to see her sucking your pecker? I'm sure she can make you cum a river if you give her the chance," I told him, before dropping my hands to it. "Well, it's something to think about," I added, before dropping back to his prick.

"Okay, step-mom," he let out, feeling my head again.

I watched him again as he leered at me as I sucked the life out of his member. Once again, it seemed it was getting bigger in my mouth. The veins in it were going nuts once again too, so I was certain he'd need to cum again soon.

Yet, the hot adventure was quite loving, and I cherished every second of it. I never thought I'd bond with him like this, but yet, it was happening. He had to pull my hair, but I didn't mind and actually loved it more.

I didn't picture him being his dad, just him being a hung young man that wanted to fuck me. I got my pleasure from doing both emotionally and physically, and I wasn't even sure what was better.

"Oh, Erin, I gotta cum," he moaned, shaking nonstop.

I released it and rose to him. "Then shoot your black step-mommy," I implored him, stroking it.

A few seconds later, he showed he did need to blow. His seed came blasting out onto my tits and stomach. I didn't even look at it, I just enjoyed it all I could and made sure to milk him as well. He couldn't watch me or his cock spewing, but I didn't mind.

It all landed hot, but quickly cooled down after a few seconds. I never knew how sexy it would be until it happened, but it did and I relished it. His dick never went limp either, so he was very attracted to me, and it showed.

"Well, thank you, step-son," I told him, peeking at his handiwork.

"Your welcome, I love you, step-mom," he moaned, befpre hugging me.

I giggled and hugged him back. "I love you too. Now why don't you shower with me, and take me out somewhere?"

"Okay, let's go," he agreed, before he escorted me to the bathroom.