FreeUse Milf – Welcum Home

“Welcum Home: A Deviant Step Fantasy”

As the front door clicked shut behind him, Jake knew something was amiss. His stepmom, Amber, was rarely home this early from work. And yet, there she stood in the foyer, wearing nothing but a sheer robe that did little to conceal her buxom figure. The 22-year-old’s pulse quickened as his eyes roved over her voluptuous curves before meeting her smoldering gaze.

“Welcome home, Jake,” Amber purred, sauntering closer on 4-inch heels. Her long, toned legs seemed to go on for miles beneath the flimsy garment. “I thought I’d surprise you.”

Jake swallowed hard, his cock twitching in his jeans as she approached. God, she looked good. Way too good to be… stepfamily. At 38, Amber was an absolute MILF – soft, pillowy breasts, tiny waist, full hips and a heart-shaped ass. Her blonde hair was mussed like she’d been fucking, and smudges of lipstick hinted at a mouth well-used.

It had been a running fantasy of his since hitting puberty. The desire to throw her against the wall and sink into her tight, experienced pussy was almost overwhelming. But she was family. It wasn’t right…

“Is Dad home?” Jake croaked, trying to cool his jets. He shouldn’t be thinking these thoughts. About her. About how much he wanted to bend her over and hear her scream his name as he pounded her. Shit. Shit shit shit.

Amber giggled, a deep, throaty sound. “Nope. It’s just you and me.” She trailed a pointed nail down his chest. “I thought it was about time we got to know each other a little better. After all, I wanna make sure my baby boy is happy here.”

“Amber, we can’t…” Jake rasped as her nimble fingers found his erection bulging urgently against the fly of his jeans. Pre-cum soaked through the fabric. He shivered as she palmed him roughly through the denim. There was no denying it anymore. He was painfully, achingly hard.

“Shhh,” his stepmom hushed, leaning in close. Her heavy tits pressed against his chest as she whispered in his ear, “It’s time to take care of this big, throbbing problem you’ve got.”

With an expert flick of her wrist, she unbuttoned his jeans and tugged down the zipper. Jake gasped as her warm hand wrapped around his pulsing cock, stroking him slowly from base to tip. He throbbed in her grip, twitching desperately for more.

“That’s my good boy,” Amber crooned as she kissed along his jaw and down his neck. “I’ve been dying for a taste of you.” Abruptly, she sank to her knees and dragged his jeans down his thighs. They didn’t get far before she tugged his boxers down, freeing his straining erection.

Jake groaned at the first swipe of her hot tongue across his slit. Fuck. The image of his stepmom’s glossy lips stretched obscenely around his cock was burned into his brain forever. He threaded his fingers through her silky hair as she began to bob her head, taking inch after inch into the tight, wet heat of her mouth.

“Mmm.” Amber moaned around him. The vibrations sent shivers of pleasure sparking down his spine. She took him deep, gagging a little when the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. Her eyes watered, but she didn’t stop, swallowing him down until her nose pressed against his pelvis.

Feelings of guilt and confusion warred with the intense pleasure coursing through Jake’s veins. This was wrong, so very wrong. But the sight of Amber on her knees, servicing him like a eager slut, was ferociously hot. Her free hand strayed between her legs, masturbating as she sucked him hard and fast.

“Fuck, Mom…” he grunted, starting to thrust into her throat. The sound echoed lewdly in the foyer. Her orgasm caught her off-guard and she came with a squeal, convulsing around his cock. The pulse of her pussy and the flutter of her throat muscles milked his shaft until he couldn’t hold back.

Jake’s balls tightened as he released deep inside Amber’s mouth, flooding her with spurt after thick spurt of his seed. She swallowed it down greedily until his cock softened in her mouth. Licking him clean, she finally released him with a wet pop.

“I knew you’d be a grower,” his stepmom giggled, nuzzling into his crotch. “Now come upstairs and I’ll show you what else this MILF can do.”

She led him up to her bedroom by his cock, leaving a trail of her clothes behind. Amber pushed him down on her plush bed and mounted him, reaching between her legs to guide him inside. They both groaned when he hilted, buried balls-deep in her tight, slick heat.

Jake grabbed her hips as she began to ride him in earnest, soon thrusting up to meet her. The obscene slap of flesh filled the room as she worked herself on his cock, his shaft sawing in and out of her clinging pussy. He tweaked her nipples, making her mewl, before smacking her ass as she moved faster yet.

“Yes, fuck!” Amber cried out as he railed up into her. “Don’t stop, just like that! Fuck me like the bitch I am!”

The dirty words pushed Jake over the edge again. He sucked her bouncing tits as he pistoned into her, ensuring her pussy was stuffed full of his young, creamy seed. They collapsed together in a sweaty tangle of limbs, chests heaving.

It was all his guilty, teenage wet dreams coming true. But a part of him knew this was just the beginning of a new secret life with Amber as his sugar mommy. God help him, he couldn’t wait.