I haven’t seen Matt since he left for college. Even though me and my stepson Matt had sex on his 18th birthday back in May, we didn’t do anything further over the summer. I have to admit that I didn’t mind looking at Matt in just a pair of shorts, especially after I discovered what he was packing in his pants. He was more careful about where he fucked apparently, since I didn’t accidentally discover him since our moment of fun together. Not that he all of a sudden gave up sex. I overheard him bragging to one of his friends that he was getting laid just about everyday. That was back in August before he left for his first semester of college. I have to admit that I still fantasized about his huge cock whenever his father – my new husband – were going at it in bed. John’s thick, which is about the only thing Matt has in common with his dad in that department. It’s hard to forget the feeling of having 10 inches of meat shoved into you.

Anyway, it was the morning that Matt was supposed to come back from school for Christmas break. John was supposed to be there, but he was called away to work that morning. So, it was just me when Matt came home. I kept busy by cleaning and starting on dinner. Matt knocked on the door. I went to answer it and there he was in jeans and a black leather jacket. We said our polite “hellos” and he took off his jacket and had on a white long sleeve shirt. As he went to hang up his jacket , I caught a glimpse of his ass. It was still as firm and round and muscular as ever. I don’t know why my mind was wandering. After all, John had “taken care” of me for about five minutes that morning. I told Matt that his dad was called to work and he didn’t seem at all surprised. We continued with the small talk and then Matt excused himself to go take a piss. I know this because he left the door open and the house was so quiet that it was clear what he was doing in there.

I was in the kitchen fiddling with dinner when Matt came back. “So, things still good in the bedroom with you and pops,” Matt asked. “Are we going to get into that again,” I said, pretending to be irritated by the question. “Sore subject,” Matt asked. “No, everything is fine,” I remarked. I couldn’t help but notice that Matt had put on more muscle. “It’s kind of hot in here,” Matt said as he lifted his shirt some. The borderline eight pack abs he had before were now a full eight pack. I walked over to turn down the thermostat. Just as I walked into the living room, Matt followed me and came up behind me and pressed himself against me. “So, do you still think about this,” Matt asked. I didn’t know what to say, but I could clearly feel something big and hard pressing through Matt’s jeans. “Matt, no,” I said, trying to protest. “Your dad will be home any minute,” I said as Matt pulled off his shirt over his head.

“You said that last time and we had plenty of time to take care of business,” Matt smiled as he unbuttoned his jeans. “No, Matt, we can’t do this again,” I said trying really hard to pretend I wasn’t interested. It was hard to fight the urge with him standing there in front of me with all those muscles. I started to walk away, but Matt grabbed me. “Hey, not cool,” I said. “Come on,” Matt said, “don’t tell me you’re not as fuckin horny as I am right now.” “That’s not the point, ” I protested as Matt pulled me close to him. He was just standing there in his grey Calvin Kline briefs. His bulge was huge. I tried to fight the urge. I just stood there motionless. Just then, Matt flexed his muscles and made his pecs dance. His nipples were hard as steel. “No fair,” I said as Matt gently put his arms around me and guided me over to the couch.

It wasn’t long before Matt was on top of me. He still had his briefs on as he helped me out of blouse and black skirt. He unhooked my bra and started licking my tits and nipples. He then slowly worked his way down to my panties. “Matt, no,” I managed to mumble before he pulled down my black lace panties with his teeth. I let out a gasp as he stuck his tongue inside of my pussy and started to swirl it around. John had never done this to me. I think he found the concept repulsive. Clearly, Matt didn’t share this trait with his father either. He kept going until I shuddered with a powerful orgasm. He wasn’t done yet. I was barely able to speak as Matt lifted himself up enough to removed his briefs. His hard cock slapped against my stomach. “Matt, please wear a rubber,” I begged just as he was poised to ease that monster inside of me. “Alright,” he said as he reached for his jeans and grabbed an extra large rubber out of the pocket. “Put it on,” he demanded.

I opened the foil packet and tossed the empty packet on the floor next to Matt’s jeans. I held the condom in my hand and reached down and found the tip of Matt’s huge cock. I could feel the force of his mushroom head pushing against the rubber. I started to slide it down the length of his shaft as he let out a gasp. I managed to get it almost all the way down to his balls before it was stretched to its limit. By now, Matt had his focused look in his eyes. As soon as I reached around and grabbed his back, Matt just rammed his condom-covered cock inside of me. He showed no mercy. He was balls deep. The house was still quiet and I could clearly hear the sound of his balls slapping and the couch creaking as Matt pounded away. I was still amazed as his endurance. He kept going even after I erupted on his rubber-clad dick with multiple orgasms. Sweat was glistening over Matt’s body as he kept pumping. My hands slid down Matt’s sweaty back and grabbed his bucking ass.

Matt slowed down and was clearly trying to prolong the moment. He gritted his teeth and bucked a few more times before letting out a groan and shooting a huge load of cum splashing the walls of the rubber that was caressing his engorged penis. My hands were still on his hot ass as I felt him buck a few more times to add to his already massive deposit of cum. I finally caught my breath as Matt slowly pulled out. He was still hoovering over me as I reached down and slid the rubber off of his still hard cock. “Damn, don’t you ever go down,” was all I could manage to say. Matt just smiled as he tied off the rubber and tossed it on the coffee table. “I guess I should get the rest of the dinner ready,” I said while reaching for my clothes. “Not so fast,” Matt said between breaths. “It’s still hard,” Matt said while sitting up on the couch as I sat up right next to him. “Suck it,” Matt demanded. I don’t know why I listened, but I found myself down between his legs licking the head of his swollen mushroom head.

Just as I was grabbing his balls to start going down, the phone rang. “I’ll get it, you keep doing what you’re doing,” Matt said while reaching over to the end table to get the phone. “Yeah, she’s busy making dinner, dad,” Matt said as I managed to get about halfway down Matt’s throbbing member. “Yeah, we’re getting along,” Matt told his dad as he reached down and stroked my hair. “I’m just working out some,” Matt said to his dad on the phone. I assume he asked why he was breathing heavy. “Yeah, I will. I know how to work out dad, but thanks for the advice,” Matt went out. “Yeah, I’m working up a good sweat dad,” Matt said with a smile. Matt let out an involuntary gasp as I made it down to his balls. “Just lifting a heavy weight dad, I’m good,” was Matt’s response to his dad on the phone. “Yeah,” Matt said, apparently in response to something else his dad said.

By now, I was sucking up and down with a good pace. I was bracing myself with my hands on Matt’s thick, muscular thighs. Matt let out another gasp as I grabbed his balls with one hand and squeezed. “Yeah, I’m really pumped up dad,” Matt said to his dad on the phone while still breathing heavy. “Just doing some serious reps,” Matt said as he gritted his teeth, leaned back and spread his legs wider. He managed to hold his breath as he involuntarily bucked his hips some and erupted in my mouth. “Yeah, I’m feeling it dad,” was all Matt could say as his cock emptied it’s creamy load into my mouth. I had my mouth on the head of his cock with cum oozing out and flowing down his shaft as Matt said “Here she is now” and handed me the phone with a smile. “Hey baby,” I managed to say with some of Matt’s creamy deposit dripping from my lips. “Dinner is getting done. I can’t wait either. Hurry home. Love you,” I said as I wrapped up the conversation. Matt was standing up and grabbing his clothes. “Shower,” was all he said as he walked upstairs. I glanced over to catch a glimpse of his ass as he made it upstairs to shower.

I went back in the kitchen to check on dinner. Thankfully, everything was still either in the oven cooking or waiting to be heated up on the stove. I finished getting dinner ready and set the table and all the usual dinner prep stuff. I figured it was safe to go upstairs now, so I went to take Matt some clean towels. I get upstairs and don’t see him. Then, I knock on the bathroom door. Nobody’s in there, so I take the towels into the bathroom. “Thanks, I could use one of those,” I heard Matt say as I quickly turned around. He was standing in the hallway naked with water dripping off of his muscular body. “Yeah, sorry. It’s laundry day,” I said while handing him a towel. Showing absolutely no modesty, Matt stood there in the hallway and dried himself off. I couldn’t help but stare at his muscles. “I see you’ve been working out,” I managed to say while sliding past him as I made it through the bathroom door. “Yep, everything’s bigger,” Matt said with a smile. I glanced down real quick and couldn’t help but notice that he was a big boy even when he was soft.

Before this went any further, I figured I would excuse myself and go downstairs and wait for John to get home. “Your dad will be home any minute,” I said as Matt stood there with a white towel wrapped around his waist. Matt walked over to my bedroom. “So, this is where the magic happens,” he said with that now familiar smile of his. “Something like that,” I said while starting to head back downstairs. “Let’s make some magic in here now,” Matt said as he walked in mine and John’s bedroom. “Your dad really will be home any minute and I need to put the food on the table and,” I started to say as I walked into the bedroom and saw the white towel on the floor and Matt laying naked on my bed. “Ever wonder what it’s like to get a real fuckin on this bed,” Matt said with that same grin on his face. “Matt, we can’t, not in here,” I said as he put his hands behind his head and spread his legs some. It was hard to protest while watching his cock grow to full length before my eyes.

“I really shouldn’t…” was all I could say was Matt turned over and started humping the bed. “Is this how my dad fucks you,” I heard Matt say as I watched him squeeze his ass cheeks together. “Does he go easy like this,” Matt said while slowing down his fucking motions “or does he really go at it,” Matt continued as he picked up the pace and bucked wildly on the bed. “Well, which is it,” Matt said as he turned over and put his hands back behind his head. ” “A combination,” was all I could say as I marveled at Matt’s stunning body and rock hard cock. “You know, I think we should just forget this, your dad…” “Don’t finish that sentence,” Matt said as he flexed his bulging arm muscles. “What exactly do you do for him,” Matt said. “What do you mean,” I asked while coming closer to the bed, against my better judgement. “I’m guessing that my dad is pretty much wham bam let’s get it done, but what about you,” Matt said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bed. “We really shouldn’t, was all I could say as Matt helped me out of my bra and pulled my panties off his teeth. This time he skipped the oral delights and positioned himself right on top of me. “You need to know what you’re missing,” Matt said with a smile as he eased his 10 inch monster inside my dripping wet pussy. He started slow and was soon going at a frantic pace, until I was screaming his named as he shoved his massive manhood deep inside of me.

“You have to pull out,” was all I could manage between pumps. “Yeah, sure,” Matt said as he kept driving into me. He was a man on a mission now. I couldn’t believe how much he was filling me up, even though i just had his cock inside of me about an hour ago. He was like a man possessed. We were both sweating as Matt continued to pound in and out of me. Then he stopped, pulled out and told me to get up on my hands and knees and started pounding me from behind. Just when I thought that was it, he starts smacking my ass with his hands while shoving his cock in and out. Then he pulls out and we lay down next to each other and he wraps his leg around me and pulls me forward onto his still hard cock. “Damn,” is all I can say as Matt fucks me in a position I had never tried with John. Even though I had already had multiple orgasms, Matt still had incredible self control. He stops and gets on top of me. This time he’s just hoovering above me with his engorged cock just inches from my dripping pussy. “You have to beg for it,” Matt said with that familiar smile of his.

“Matt, come on, your dad is going to be home….” “I guess you don’t want it that bad,” Matt said as he started to get up and reach for the towel on the floor. “Wait,” I said grabbing his muscular arm. “Yes,” Matt asked. “I want it,” I said meekly. “Want what,” Matt asked. “Tell me,” he said with his huge cock still hoovering above my drenched pussy. “I want your cock, alright,” I said. “You have to do better than that,” Matt retorted. “Give me that fuckin cock boy,” I said as I wrapped my legs around Matt and knocked him off balance so that his cock just slammed right into my pussy. “Oh yeah,” Matt said as he started pounding with a force he never used before. The bed was shaking and I was screaming Matt’s name. I was demanding that he fuck me. And he was doing just as he was told. Just then, I head the car door slam. It was John. “We have to stop,” I told Matt. He just kept going with even more force.

“Hello,” I head from downstairs as I head the living room door slam closed. “Matt, stop,” I said. He didn’t say a word and thrust in deep one more time before exploding inside of me. “Matt,” was all I could say as he kept pumping his thick, creamy load inside of me. “Anybody here,” I heard John say from downstairs. “I’ll be right there,” I yelled as Matt pulled his slowly softening cock out of me. I hurried to get dressed as Matt got up and grabbed the towel off the floor and went to the bathroom to get dressed. Even though I was in full panic mode, I managed to catch a glimpse of Matt’s naked body as he walked into the bathroom. I tried to regain my composure as I headed downstairs to greet John.

I told John that I was helping Matt get settled in. “It’s good to see you two getting along,” John said while heading upstairs. “Where are you going,” I asked concerned that he would run into a near-naked Matt. “I’m just gonna shower and change,” he responded while heading upstairs. I went into the kitchen to finish getting the dinner ready. Matt came downstairs first while John was still getting ready. “Dad’s on the phone with some client from work,” Matt said as he helped set the table. He was fully dressed in khaki pants and a blue dress shirt with a white t-shirt underneath. I was trying to stay focused and I made small talk with Matt as we set the table. “Maybe we can have dessert later,” Matt said with a grin as his dad came downstairs. We had a pleasant dinner and spent the evening watching some movies. For once, John wasn’t rushing off to work. Just as the second movie was starting, Matt got a call and said he had to go out for a little bit. John was more agreeable than ever and said “alright.” “Have fun,” Matt said as he left. John took the hint and started holding and kissing me.

Later that night, John had been in an especially horny mood and he actually went 2 rounds before falling off to sleep, which lasted all of 20 minutes. It was around 2am and I wasn’t really tired yet, so I figured I would go downstairs and get some tea. I assumed Matt wasn’t home yet, so I just slipped on a satin robe and nothing else and headed downstairs. I started down the stairs and stopped when I saw Matt naked on the couch with some girl. I was surprised how quiet they were being. Actually, I was surprised that he had balls enough to fuck some girl downstairs while me and his dad were upstairs. I stood at the top of the stairs and watched as Matt’s muscular ass bucked away. It looked like the moment was about ready to happen. Just then Matt let out a small moan and the girl let out as gasp as Matt filled her up. I ducked out of sight for a second as Matt sat up on the couch and pulled a rubber off of his still hard cock. “Want to go again,” the red head now sitting up beside him asked while running her fingers down his washboard abs.

Before Matt could answer, the redhead was down between his powerful legs struggling to take as much of his huge cock as she could handle. Unlike the last time I saw Matt getting sucked, this girl was only about to take about half of his 10 inch monster before she started gagging. She tried to go further, but Matt was just too thick and big for the girl. Determined not to disappoint him, the girl jacked off the rest of his huge cock. Since it was late in the night, even the slightest sound was magnified. I could clearly hear the sound of Matt’s balls bouncing off of the girl’s hands as she tried to keep some of Matt’s throbbing cock in her mouth. Matt took a deep breath and moaned slightly as he inched his hips forward and let go. The redhead looked shocked as the Matt blew a huge creamy load down her throat. It was too much for her to handle as cum shot all over her face and tits. I glanced over and saw some cum on the coffee table and yet some more of Matt’s semen on his thighs and dripped from the head of his still engorged head.

Matt got up as the redhead got dressed. I peaked from my post at the top of the staircase as Matt walked to the door – still naked – with his semi-hard dick swinging between his legs. I marveled as his perfectly round and muscular ass as he said his goodbyes to the redhead and walked back over to the couch. I watched as he slid his white briefs past his ass and reached down to adjust his package. Just then, I let out an involuntary sneeze and Matt glanced over and saw me. “Hey, like what you saw,” Matt smiled as he picked up his sweatpants and t-shirt. “I was just going to get some tea,” I said while coming down the steps and walked past Matt standing there holding his clothes and wearing just his tight white briefs. “So, did you and my dad fuck tonight,” Matt asked as he tossed his clothes onto the couch and stood there proudly in his briefs. “Yes, we had some….um, fun,:” I said as I started to head towards the kitchen to get the tea.

Just then, Matt grabbed me with his powerful arms and pulled me close to him. “Did he make you scream,” Matt said as he pressed his hard, muscular body against me. “We can’t,” I half protested as Matt reached down and untied my satin robe and slowly pushed it off my trembling body. “Matt, your dad is just upstairs,” I said as he Matt grabbed me and picked me up. I couldn’t help but notice that he as back at full staff. He carried me to the couch and laid me down as he pulled his briefs off to free his massive cock. He lifted his leg real quick to get them all the way off and got on top of me. He was hoovering above me with the head of his huge manhood just inches from my now wet pussy. “Matt, we really shouldn’t…” I tried to protest as he eased his condom-less cock deep inside of my dripping pussy. He was like a man possessed as he started driving his cock in and out with enough force to make the couch shake. I wrapped my legs around his back as shifted some so he could go deeper. “Oh fuck,” was all I could say as Matt kept going non-stop. I felt the heat from his body as we both dripped with sweat. Just then, Mat’s face had this contorted look as he let out a groan and spewed his hot load deep inside of me. He continued his frantic pumping as his seed continued to flow into me.

We got dressed and had some tea and made small talk before heading back upstairs. As I was going back into my room Matt was by the door of his room in just his briefs. He gave his soft bulge a squeeze and smiled before disappearing inside of his room. I crawled back into bed with John as he involuntarily wrapped his arms around me while continuing to snore. Over the next week or so until Christmas, me and Matt pretty much remained friendly. We didn’t have any sex though. This isn’t to say that he wasn’t busy getting some. I heard him when he had some friends over bragging about getting laid everyday or “all these bitches begging for my dick,” as he put it. It wasn’t long before it was Christmas Eve. John was home most of the day and Matt was busy hanging out with friends. It didn’t seem like he was making the effort anymore to even flirt with me. I know I shouldn’t complain. After all, he usually ends up fucking me without a rubber. While I don’t relish the idea of getting knocked up by my stepson, I have to admit that he really knows how to fuck. I decided to put it out of my mind and just focus on having a nice Christmas.

After a pleasant dinner, me and John went to bed. Matt said he was going out and would be back later. By now, John didn’t even bother trying to hold Matt to some sort of curfew. Besides, he was 18 now and technically not living here anymore. John and I had our usual late night fuck. He was good for about 15 minutes this time, which kind of surprised me. After spilling his seed inside of me, he rolled over and fell asleep. It was around 1am, so I figured I’d go downstairs and just sit and enjoy the Christmas tree some until I got tired. I figured Matt wouldn’t be in til it was almost morning. I was sitting there for about 20 minutes when Matt came in. He was by himself this time. “Oh, hi,” he said, clearly hung over. “I’ll get out of your way,” I said as Matt stumbled into the living room and slammed door. “You’re going to wake up your dad,” I said, kind of annoyed now. “He could sleep through a fuckin earthquake,” Matt retorted. “He was standing there in jeans and a brown leather jacket and a Santa hat. He pulled off his jacket and had on a red turtleneck. Aside from being drunk, he actually looked damn hot.

“Merry fuckin Christmas,” Matt said as he came closer to me. “I’m going to make you some coffee,” I said while pushing him away. “I have a Christmas present for you,” Matt said as he grabbed me. “Matt, no,” I protested. “Come on, I know you miss my dick,” Matt said while pulled off his red turtleneck. “My dad doesn’t have muscles like this,” Matt said while flexing and making his pecs dance. “Matt, let me get some coffee,” I said while walking towards the kitchen. Matt rushed towards me and grabbed and pulled him up against his bare chest. “I said I have a fuckin Christmas present for you,” Matt said. “Don’t you want it,” he asked while fiddling with his belt buckle. “No, not this time,” I said trying to head into the kitchen again to get him some coffee. “Sure, you do. Don’t fuckin ruin Christmas for me,” Matt said as he reached out and pulled me towards him again while standing there with his belt unbuckled and his zipper down. “Santa’s go a present for you,” Matt said as he pushed me onto the couch. He let his jeans drop and got on top of me as my robe fell open to reveal my naked body underneath.

“Matt, no,” was all I could say as he started kissing me. He had never kissed me before. He shoved his tongue down my throat and I could feel his hard nipples and equally hard cock pulsating through his briefs. The Santa hat had fallen off, so he reached down and put it back on and managed to slide his briefs down to his ankles. He kicked them off and looked me in the eyes and said “Merry fuckin Christmas” as he slapped his cock into me with such force that I let out a gasp. Even though he was clearly drunk, that didn’t hinder his performance. Matt slammed his dick into me over and over. I kept telling him to stop because he was too damn drunk and that just gave him more energy. “Matt,” was all I could say as he went balls deep. He kept going for what seemed like forever. “Ready for your fuckin present,” Matt said while gritting his teeth as he frantically kept pumping his huge cock in and out. “Matt, I said no,” I shouted as he groaned and shot a huge creamy deposit into me. Even as I protested I couldn’t help but grab onto his ass for support as he kept bucking his man juice into me.

He slowly pulled his cum covered dick out of my wet pussy. We both sat next to each other. I looked down and saw a little more cum oozing out of his still engorged head. Even though I was pissed at Matt and trying to decide if he just borderline raped me, I couldn’t help but be kind of turned on while watching him breath heavily while glistening with sweat and looking cute in a Santa hat. “Sorry,” Matt said as he reached for my hand. “That wasn’t the way I wanted to give you that,” Matt said. “You know, I think we should just get to bed,” I said still pissed at him for basically drunk raping me. “Come on, don’t be mad,” he said while standing up. He reached out for my hand and guided me over to the Christmas tree. There was some mistletoe hanging from the ceiling just beside the tree. He looked up and gave me a kiss. This time he was more gentle. “I’m sorry about that,” Matt said as he wrapped his powerful arms around me. “Matt, we should just get to bed,” I said as we embraced naked below the mistletoe.

I could feel his north pole growing. “Matt, you don’t think after what just happened…” was all I could say as Matt picked me up and lowered to the carpet right in front of the Christmas tree. “Shh,” was all Matt said as he eased his hard cock back into me. “I see you’ve been fuckin good this year,” Matt said with a smile as he started easing his huge cock in and out of me. He kept going. This time he was much more gentle. He still managed to fill me up like no guy ever did. I found myself wrapping my legs around his waist as he kept going in and out. He gently kissed my lips and neck and went back to my lips. His breathing was heavy as he said “Merry Christmas,” this time much more gently. A few seconds later he bucked his hips and emptied another creamy load into me. This time he just laid on top of me and left his still hard cock inside of me. We fell asleep under the mistletoe while laying naked next to the tree. I woke up around 5am. Matt and I was now facing each other. His cock as still inside of me. I nudged his muscular shoulder to wake him up. “Wha..” was all he could say. “Oh, good morning,” Matt said with a smile.

“We have to get upstairs before your dad comes down here and catches us,” I said while looking at Matt laying there naked with nothing but a Santa hat on. “Wait,” Matt said. “Matt, not again. Your dad will be up soon,” I said as I felt his cock harden inside of me. “Too late,” he said with a devilish grin. As the Christmas lights glistened off of our bodies, Matt rolled me around so that I was on top of him. I took the hint and started riding his throbbing cock. I wanted to make this good for Matt so I rode him nice and slow. I ran my fingers over his pecs and arms. He made his pecs dance for me after I ran my fingers over his eight pack. I kept riding him. I went nice and slow. Matt kept trying to grab my hips and make me go faster, but I kept the pace nice and slow.

I glanced up at the clock above the fireplace and saw that it was almost 6am. I went up to the top of his mushroom head and eased myself all the way down. I did this a few more times. After the fourth time, Matt couldn’t hold back anymore. He had this look on his face and groaned as he shot more of his cum up inside of me. I slowly got off of him and he slid on his briefs and grabbed the rest of his clothes and went upstairs and I grabbed my robe and threw it on and followed him. Just as I was ready to go back into the bedroom with John – who was still sound asleep on the bed – Matt grabbed me and gave me a kiss and said “Merry Christmas” before heading off to his room.

For the next week, Matt was pretty much fucking me every night. Usually, it was right after John fucked me or when Matt got home late from drinking and fucking. One morning, just a few days before New Year’s Eve, John left early to go into work. Even though he was supposed to be on vacation until after New Year’s, John insisted that he had to go in to check on a few things. He got up around six in the morning and told me not to worry about fixing him breakfast that he would get something on the way. So he kissed me goodbye. Just as the living room door closed, Matt came in just wearing a pair of grey briefs. He was obviously sporting some serious morning wood. I was still naked in bed. John fell off to sleep last night and Matt got in later than usual, so all I got was 10 minutes of morning sex from John before he got up and headed off to work. Matt pulled down the sheet and crawled into bed. “Matt, don’t you ever wear out,” I said as I just gave in and let him get on top of me. He just smiled and managed to pull his briefs off and toss them on the floor. “Is this how my dad you were this morning.” Matt asked. “How did you…” I started to ask. “I heard – actually saw – you two when I got in this morning,” Matt quickly responded.

“Don’t get me wrong, he’s got some good techniques there. He’s just not good with the endurance,” Matt said as he started thrusting harder and deeper. “Wait, you watched us have sex,” I asked kind of surprised. “Yep, right through when dad groaned and rolled over and fell asleep,” Matt said while continuing his steady pace. “I heard you too. Sounded like you faked it,” Matt said while starting to work up a sweat. “How would you know,” I asked while grabbing onto Matt’s back. “Because,” Matt said while thrusting deeper, “I know what you sound like when you fuckin cum for real and that wasn’t it.” “Sometimes he gets the job done,” I corrected him as my hands grabbed his muscular ass cheeks.

“Enough to make a baby,” Matt asked as he doubled his efforts to the point where the bed was banging against the wall. “I don’t think that’s any of your business,” I managed to say as Matt went into overdrive. “To make a baby, you need fuckin mind-blowing sex,” Matt said as he rammed his hot rod in so hard that I though that the mattress would fall to the floor. I didn’t say anything as Matt kept up his frantic pace until he finally blew his load. “Just something to think about,” Matt said as he quickly pulled out and hoped out of bed. “If you want a baby, you need a man who can make you fuckin scream for real every time,” Matt said while adjusting his still hard cock in his briefs as he walked out of my bedroom.

Matt did have a point. I did want a baby. John does fuck me on a regular basis, but it’s not like he gets the job done every time. I saved those thoughts for the back burner and focused on running some errands and getting ready for New Year’s Eve. I came home later that afternoon. I expected to catch Matt going at it in the living room, but there was nobody in there. I figured he was still out and I went to do some laundry. I was sitting on the couch folding clothes when I came across a bunch of Matt’s briefs. I know it sounds silly, but the thought that I was holding Matt’s briefs that normally struggle to contain his huge manhood kind of turned me on. “This is silly,” I thought as I smiled at the thought of Matt slipping on a pair of the briefs I was just folding.

I took the folding laundry upstairs. After putting some stuff away in my room, I went over to Matt’s room. The door was slightly open and I was about to walk when in when I heard the moaning. I peaked in and saw Matt on top of some blonde. He going at it pretty good now. “Oh God Matt,” the blonde said as Matt spewed his seed. “Let me,” the blonde said while slipping a rubber off of his still hard cock. Before Matt could say anything, she was crawling under the covers and sucking him off. Matt had his hands behind his head as the blonde did her thing. He didn’t give her any help. I heard the girl gasping as she struggled to handle all of his meat. I quietly left and put the bushel with Matt’s clothes on my bed to put away later.

I had a few more errands to run anyway, so I went to do that and came back about an hour later. I started dinner and went to go put away Matt’s clothes. I figured he should be done by now. I went to get the bushel and headed to Matt’s room. I pushed the door open slowly and there was nobody in there. The bed was messed up and it smelled like sex, but no sign of Matt. He must be driving the girl home, I figured as I put Matt’s clothes away. I saved the pile of his briefs for last. I opened his drawer and put his briefs away and saw a few boxes of extra large condoms and a few pair of thongs. He even had a pair of those novelty briefs with the area for his balls cut out. “I wonder who he wears these for,” I thought as I finished up in his room.

I was about to head back downstairs when I heard the water running in the shower. The door was slightly open, so I figured maybe Matt was back and getting a shower. I know I shouldn’t have, but I decided to take a peak. I looked in and just saw steam and then when my eyes adjusted I saw Matt’s ass through the shower door and he had that same girl’s legs wrapped around him. “Oh God Matt, not again. Holy shit you’re a fuckin stud,” I heard who I assumed was the same girl from before say she appeared to be bouncing up and down on Matt’s cock. I walked away and headed downstairs to check on dinner. I was down there for about 20 minutes when I heard the living room door close. I walked in and Matt was there in just a pair of black sweatpants. “Hi there,” I said as Matt turned around. “Hey,” he said while walking towards the kitchen. “Smells good,” he said. “I bet you worked up an appetite,” I said as Matt sampled the sauce I was cooking on the stove. “How much did you see or hear,” Matt smiled. “Enough,” I said.

“yeah,” Matt said. Just then I heard John coming in through the living room door. “Hey, cooking up a storm,” John said while coming into the kitchen. “Go put on a shirt,” John said to Matt as he playfully tickled his ribs. We had a nice supper and ended up watching some movies together as a family. Matt got bored after the second movie and went out. It was late when Matt finally got in. I was upstairs, but I heard the door slam. I slipped on my robe and went downstairs to see what was going on. Matt was sitting on the rocking recliner with his legs spread and his black sweatpants around his ankles. “Yeah, that’s it,” Matt said as he grabbed the head of some random girl who had her lips tightly wrapped around his mushroom head. “Am I bigger than your husband,” Matt asked the mystery woman. “Fuck yeah,” the woman said. Just then, Matt came as the older woman struggled to suck up as much of his young seed as she could. I was shocked when mystery woman finally got up. I carefully hid at the top of the staircase, but I could see that it was Mrs. Miller from across the street. “Glad I ran into you,” she said while quietly leaving. I decided to just go ahead and go downstairs.

“Fucking older women now,” I asked Matt as he went into the kitchen to get a bottle of water out of the fridge. “I already fuck you, so I figured I’d spread myself around,” Matt said with his familiar smile. “I see,” I said. “It was just head,” Matt said, ” she was afraid to let me fuck her because she said I was too damn big,” Matt laughed as he sipped his water. “You don’t have that problem though,” Matt said as he put the water down on the kitchen table and pulled the tie string on my robe “Matt, we can’t…” I said as he pulled down his sweatpants. I was kind of surprised to see that he was going commando as his rapidly growing cock sprang out. It wasn’t long before Matt had me up on the counter while filling me up with his huge cock. “You’re the only one that can handle his fucker,” Matt smiled as he picked me up and bounced me up and down on his throbbing cock. “Wanna make a fuckin baby,” Matt said seriously as sweat dripped off his muscular body. “I don’t know about that,” I managed to say as Matt lowered me to the floor without letting his cock slip out. It wasn’t long before he was shooting his seed into me. “Maybe that did the trick,” Matt smiled as he grabbed his sweatpants and boldly went upstairs buck naked with his still hard dick swinging between his legs.

The next day was New Year’s Eve. Matt spent most of the day hanging with his friends and playing some football and other stuff jock’s tend to do. I was busy getting ready for our New Year’s Eve party. John went to take care of some business at the office. Matt came in later that afternoon all dirty from playing football. “You’re going to track mud in,” I said before Matt could go upstairs. “I guess I’ll just have to get out of these clothes,” Matt said. Before I could protest he was down to his briefs. I was surprised to see that he had on that white thong that I saw the other day in his drawer. “Nice undies,” I said. “Yeah, shows off the goods, huh,” Matt said while grabbing his junk through his thong. “Like what you see,” Matt said while coming closer to me. “You should get your shower,” I said. It was no use protesting. Matt had me up against the wall and had my skirt and panties off in no time. He left his thong on and just pulled his dick out one side and was fucking me as he held me against the wall. He gave me a deep kiss before shooting his load into me. He reached down and stuffed his cock back into his thong and went upstairs to get a shower.

Later that day, we had our family dinner and Matt said he was going to change because he was going out for New Year’s Eve. I was starting to set up for the little party we were going to have at the house when Matt came downstairs. He had on black dress pants and a white dress shirt and even a tie. He actually looked handsome – in addition to incredibly sexy. “Very nice,” I said as Matt walked into the living room. He said “thank ya much” and turned around to show off his outfit. Yes, I did take a glance at his ass. Even through dress pants, that round, muscular bubble butt has a nice shape. He said “Happy New Year” and headed out the door. We had our little party with some friends. John even stayed home the entire time after he got back from the office soon after Matt left. We did the countdown thing and said “Happy New Year.” The party slowly broke up about a half hour or so later. I was cleaning up and John went upstairs to get a shower. About an hour later, John and I were in bed. “Happy New Year,” he said as he climbed on top of me. In 10 minutes he was fast asleep. Some things never changed.

For some reason, I was tired. I fell asleep and ended up waking up around 4am. I went to go to the bathroom and heard some faint noise. It was coming from Matt’s room. The door was slightly open and I peaked in. Even I was surprised to see Matt on top of some brunette as a redheaded girl was on his back. She was jumping on him, which made Matt’s cock basically impale the girl beneath him. She was trying to scream as Matt kissed her to stop her from getting too loud. Just then, Matt let out a moan – which I was familiar with by now – and unloaded in the girl beneath him. “Your turn,” Matt said to the redhead. I slipped back into the hallway and back to the bedroom and let Matt finish up his ‘”fun.” John was up at 6am. Even though it was New Year’s Day, he wanted to check on some stuff at the office. I was going to get up and John told me to stay there and get some sleep and he’d be home around noon.

I laid in bed and heard the door close and heard John’s car as he left. I figured Matt was done fucking by now, so I went to check on him. His door was still slightly open. I peaked in and he was naked on top of his covers laying on his stomach. “Damn,” I thought to myself while starring at his amazing ass. I don’t know what came over me, but I found myself undoing my robe and slipping a finger in my pussy while watching Matt’s muscular body. Just as I had my eyes closed and was about ready to orgasm, I heard Matt say “need some help.” He was turned around now on his back with his huge dick sticking straight up. I didn’t say a word. I found myself going over to his bed and getting on top of him. “Yeah, that’s it,” Matt said as I started to ease his huge cock into my wet hole. I decided to test his endurance. I slowed down my pace on purpose. After having a couple of orgasms all over his cock, I keep going.

At this point, I was slamming down real hard on Matt’s cock. I could feel his inflated balls beneath me. Matt was already glistening with sweat as I slowed down my pace again. “Alright, that’s enough,” Matt said as he grabbed me and turned me over and started driving into me with such force I thought for sure his could would go right through me. By now, Matt was pouring with sweat and the bed was squeaking. Matt kept up his frantic pace. Just then, the mattresses collapsed as Matt spewed his seed inside of me. Even the bed slamming to the ground didn’t stop Matt. He kept up his frantic pace and started kissing me all over my neck and tits. He shoved his tongue deep down my throat and found the energy to blast another load into me before finally pulling out. “Don’t worry, I’ll fix the bed after I get a shower,” Matt said as he walked out of his room with cum dripping off of his semi-hard cock. I just laid there motionless. For the first time since Matt has been fucking me, I literally could not walk. I was so sore. Matt never fucked me with such force before.

I heard the shower running and managed to just barely walk out of Matt’s room and to the bathroom. I decided to surprise him, but apparently he had somebody else for that. I heard some female moaning sounds. I glanced in and was surprised to see Mrs. Miller from across the street sucking Matt’s cock as he sat on the closed toilet seat with the shower water running. “Want to join the fun,” Matt said as he glanced up and saw me. “Oh, hi,” Mrs. Miller said. “Dave doesn’t have a cock even half this size,” she said while grabbing Matt’s balls with both hands. “She’s fuckin addicted,” Matt said with a smile. “Damn right,” she said while using both hands to jerk him off. “Don’t say anything,” Mrs. Miller said. “Don’t worry,” Matt said, “you’re not the only woman that craves this young cock.” “You too,” Mrs. Miller asked. “Just do what you’re doing,” I said. Mrs. Miller had no problem doing just that. After a few more strokes, Matt was ready to blow, “I want to see that mother fucker blow,” Mrs. Miller said while frantically stroking Matt’s huge cock. After a few more pumps, Matt shot a huge load right onto Mr.s Miller’s face and tits.

“I didn’t hear you come in,” I said to Mrs. Miller. “I guess John left the door unlocked. I knocked and figured you were either still sleeping or busy. I saw John leave, so I figured it would be alright to come upstairs. That’s when I ran into this stud. He was naked and hard. What could I do,” Mrs. Miller rationed. I’m assuming that was when Matt said he was getting a shower and I was still paralyzed on the bed from the fucking Matt gave me. The boy has incredible stamina. “You want more,” Matt said as he stood up and stroked his cock back to full hardness. It didn’t take Mrs. Miller long to affix her lips to his head. “Come on, there’s enough for you too,” Matt said. I reluctantly made my way over and found myself down my knees grabbing Matt’s heavy balls. I started stroking his shaft while Mrs. Miller licked his head. Matt leaned back and enjoyed the moment before he finally blew another load. The bathroom smelled of Matt’s semen as me and Mrs. Miller went downstairs to get ourselves together as Matt finally got his shower.

Matt fucked me three more times that day. One time when John sent Matt to the basement to help me put away the Christmas decorations. Matt was going commando again and I accidentally brushed past his dick in his grey sweatpants. It wasn’t long before Matt had me up against the wall with his sweatpants around his ankles and my skirt hiked up. It took about 20 minutes and we came back together and John had no idea that his son’s hot cum was inside of me. John was too tired to fuck that night, so I was feeling especially horny and me and Matt ended up going at it on the couch downstairs. I must have had at least a gallon of Matt’s cum inside of me by now. The boy was a machine. About a week later, I felt like I had this flu or something since I was throwing up almost everyday. I went to the doctor. As I sat in the waiting room, it hit me. Was I pregnant? If so, who’s the father? John or Matt?

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