Milf533 – Stepmoms Pregnancy Risk

Title: “Taboo Temptations: A Stepmom’s Pregnancy Risk”

The soft morning light filtered through the curtains as 19-year-old Toby rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He tossed aside the covers and stretched like a lazy cat, his youthful muscles rippling beneath smooth, tan skin. A sly smile played across his handsome face as he thought about his stepmother, Mona. Ever since his dad had married the buxom blonde bombshell two years ago, Toby had been fantasizing about the 53-year-old MILF’s lush curves and the ripe, fertile body that had borne his stepbrother 26 years prior.

The teenage boy padded to the bathroom and turned on the shower, letting the steam fill the small room. As the hot water cascaded over his toned physique, Toby’s hand drifted down to his hardening cock. He wrapped his fingers around the thick shaft, imagining Mona’s plump lips wrapped around his girth instead.

Toby pumped his fist faster, picturing the way his stepmother’s big, natural tits would bounce with every thrust of his hips. He groaned as he imagined the sensation of her wet, tight pussy clenching around him, Milk her of a creamy load deep inside, giving her a pregnancy risk she’d never expect from her stepson.

With a grunt, Toby came hard, spurting ropes of cum into his palm and watching it swirl down the drain. He leaned against the cool tile, his heart pounding in his chest. No matter how many times he took himself in hand, thinking of Mona always reduced him to a quivering, cumming mess.

Toby quickly dried himself and threw on a pair of tight boxer briefs, his spent cock nestled snugly in the fabric. He dressed in a fitted t-shirt that accentuated his broad shoulders and chest, and his favorite well-worn jeans that hugged his toned ass just right.

He sauntered downstairs, his heavy footsteps vibrating through the house. Mona was in the kitchen, humming to herself as she prepared breakfast. She moved gracefully in a flimsy silk robe, her long, toned legs on full display. Toby tod realized that she wore nothing underneath.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” Mona chirped, leaning down to access the oven. The neckline of her robe gaped open, revealing the tantalizing curves of her full breasts. “I’m making waffles and bacon. Want some?”

Toby sat at the breakfast bar and watched Mona work, his eyes glued to her swaying ass. “Sounds delicious. As always.”

Mona turned, her robe falling open further as she caught his gaze. She cocked a perfectly arched brow. “Eyes up here, mister.” She gestured to her face with a spatula, but Toby caught the teasing glint in her crystal blue eyes.

“Sorry, Mona. I didn’t mean to stare,” he apologized, feigning innocence.

The MILF shrugged nonchalantly, her robe slipping off one sun-kissed shoulder. “No worries. I’m used to a male gaze at my age.”

Toby cleared his throat, willing his cock to stay calm in his tight jeans. “You look great. Not like a mother of two at all.”

Mona smiled, handing him a plate piled high with fluffy waffles and crispy bacon. “You’re very kind, Toby. But I’ll be 54 next month. Getting harder to keep the pounds off.”

Toby let his eyes roam over her lush body. “I don’t think you have to worry, Mona. Those ass and tits are still fuckin’ spectacular.”

The waffles were forgotten as Mona blushed at the compliment. “Oh Toby, you are too much. I better watch myself around you.”

And that was exactly what Toby wanted. For his delectable stepmother to be thinking about him when she touched herself later in bed. He wanted those skills diamond cut, perfectly manicured fingers stroking over her own needy clit after a few glasses of wine, pleasing herself as she moaned his name in the darkness