A university student spends Christmas with his patchwork family and discovers completely new sides to his stepsister and his stepmother.
When I woke up on Christmas morning, I wondered briefly why I was lying in my parents’ house on the sofa bed in the guest room and not in the bed in my room that I still had here even though I had been at university for a year. Then it occurred to me that I had left my room with my sister – or more precisely my stepsister – after I had picked her up from the airport yesterday. After my parents had separated and remarried, we found ourselves in a rather complicated patchwork constellation. Miriam, my father’s new wife, was not only five years younger than him at 37, but also brought a daughter from her first marriage into her new one. Mona stayed with her father to finish school, so we didn’t see each other so often. Which was a pity because we got along so well.
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Mona had recently come of age and was two years younger than me. Her Abi was due next year, while I was reporting from my first year at university and we were immediately on the same wavelength again. I couldn’t help but look at her more or less inconspicuously because I was completely aghast of her change. The last time I saw her was a year and a half ago, when I said goodbye to a playful girl with leftovers of baby bacon. And last night at the gate a young, damn mature and incredibly hot woman had taken me in her arms. Her long brunette mane framed a cautiously made-up and incredibly sweet face and reached down to her hip. As I could see under her tight jeans and the tummy top, she still had the baby fat, but now it was spread over hot thighs, a crunchy ass and two handfuls of impudently firm looking tits. Of course she made fun of me staring at her in disbelief, but she was also flattered because I obviously liked what I saw. The way she played with me, she had more than laid aside her childish innocence.
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I still had to grin about it as I stood up and followed nature’s call. As soon as I left the bathroom, I heard it rumble quietly in the kitchen and followed the noise. It was indeed Mona who was searching the cupboards and obviously didn’t spend much time with her luggage last night, but grabbed one of my shirts to sleep. She didn’t wear much more and so I had a good look at her long legs and also noticed a tattoo on her ankle and her bright red painted toenails. Then she stood on her toes and stretched out to a wall unit, the shirt slipping up and revealing the view of her really gorgeous ass in a very tight black thong.
“Good morning, sis,” I greeted her. Immediately she turned around and beamed at me.
“Hi, little brother,” she purred, came up to me and pressed a smack on my cheek. She had only closed her shirt with two or three buttons, so that I could see the beginnings of her breasts. “Doesn’t bother you that I borrowed your shirt, does it?” she asked and grinned mischievously up at me.
“No problem,” I returned with a smile. “What are you looking for?
“I need a cup of coffee”, she asked with a girlish look, “but I didn’t find anything – will you make one for me?
“Not when you get rid of that erotic bedroom look,” I said grinning. She gave me a hug, but actually turned a little red. “But as much noise as you made, I’d rather help you before you wake up our parents.”
“And we don’t want that, do we?” she whispered quietly and stroked almost pensive lightly over my naked torso. As usual, I had slept in boxer shorts that were wide enough not to immediately notice how my best piece stiffened. What a slut, I thought, as I grinned about putting on some coffee. Mona swung elegantly onto the work surface and watched me. “Thank you so much for picking me up at the airport and leaving me your room – very comfortable bed, by the way.”
“Gladly – I even made the bed fresh for my favourite sister,” I threw in and switched on the coffee machine.
“I’m your only sister,” she giggled.
“At least until our patchwork family produced new ones,” I gave back and leaned against her at the stove while the coffee went through. That provoked another giggle and a teasing smile from my stepsister. While we waited for the coffee, she looked at me with her still somewhat dreamy look.
“And?” she finally whispered, “do you have a girlfriend right now?”
“Yes”, I returned a little surprised. She had never been interested in that before.
“She’s definitely a sweet bunny, isn’t she?” she asked almost dreamily, playing with a strand of her long hair.
“Sure,” I returned with a laugh, “but what’s the matter with you?
“I’m just curious,” she purred, placed her leg next to me on the stove and rubbed her thigh slowly while she leaned back. That looked really hot now, as she squatted there in my shirt and with raised leg on the worktop and grinned at me teasingly. My little stepsister had really grown up.
“And what about you?” I wanted to know. “Do you have a boyfriend?”
“Sure,” she said with a throw-away gesture, as if there was nothing less important. “But he doesn’t have as much to offer as you do,” she purred, gently bit her lower lip and stroked the hem of my boxer shorts, which had clearly bulged in the meantime.
“I gave “Really? back and could only shake my head with a grin.
“Actually,” she repeated and followed with a rather lecherous look: “For example, he had never gotten a coffee cup out of my cupboard before.” Of course, she knew from her previous search exactly where they were and opened her legs slightly when I bent over, reached past her into the cupboard behind her and took out two cups. Mona pushed herself towards me, pressed against my throbbing tail and kissed me violently. I also pressed myself towards her, felt her hot step and pushed my tongue into her mouth, which she acknowledged with a soft moan. She pulled me closer and wrapped both legs around my ass. At some point we looked at each other breathing heavily.
I asked “Mona, what is this?” with one last bit of decency, although of course it had long been clear to me where this would end.
“Until two years ago I was a grey wallflower,” she whispered with flashing eyes. “I have some catching up to do. She began to pull down my shorts and looked deep into my eyes. “And if you pull my panties down, we can finally fuck! There was nothing more to add and so I shoved my hands under her shirt, which she hectically unbuttoned, reached under her thong and pulled it down quickly. While I slipped my shirt off her shoulders and finally admired her girlishly firm tits, she pushed my shorts down. She immediately grabbed my plump, steeply erect latte with a firm hand as I completely stripped my pants.
I grabbed her ass, pulled her hectically forward into position and she stretched her legs up. Her shaved, wet shiny column under her cleanly trimmed bush stretched out towards my tail and I rubbed my deep purple, bulging glans just short over her swollen labia. Then I pressed my belt ansatzlos deep into her pussy and Mona moaned quietly with a mixture of relief and lust. My belt flutschte immediately up to the stop pure and hardly had pressed my eggs to her ass, I fucked her already with deep, hard shocks. Her thighs on my shoulders, we kissed us puffing and I popped them immediately unrestrained. Damn, she had made me really hot and now she got what she wanted. I increased the tempo until I really pushed her. She breathed harder and pushed herself towards each of my blasts. I felt her nipples stiffening more and more and her movements becoming more uncontrolled. She started to yap and wheeze and her tight cunt seemed to get even tighter.
I also got hornier and hornier and let myself go completely. With this number we would not set a long-term record, but this was all about maximum satisfaction – and how. Suddenly she threw her head back and bent her back, while her pussy literally clawed around my cock. I hammered deep into her once more and then I also came with an elemental force. We whimpered and wheezed our lust out when I discharged myself deep in my stepsister and squirted a gush of fuck sauce after another in her twitching pussy. She clawed herself even harder in my back and pressed her pussy even harder against my cock. It seemed endless to me, but at some point I lay panting on her and we kissed each other almost tenderly. Well, at least as tender and innocent as that was possible after this fuck. She looked at me with a very satisfied and almost surprised look, obviously she liked that at least as much as I did.
“Sit back, sweetheart and relax,’ I said with my eyebrow up. Mona giggled quietly and I slowly worked my way down. She purred comfortably as I stroked her tits, licked her nipples, and then positioned myself over her stomach between her legs. I stroked demandingly over the inside of her thighs, which she immediately opened wide again. Her pussy still looked pretty strained, pretty reddened, her labia still swollen and covered with a mix of mine and her juices. I kissed and licked through her pubic hair while gently rubbing her pussy. She whispered a wordless approval and soon I saw her clitoris swell up and worked it gently with my tongue and rubbed her column, which slowly but surely got really wet again. Then I fucked her pussy slowly with the middle finger and rubbed with the thumb gently from below her clitoris, on which I sucked at the same time and him also further worked with my tongue. Apparently I did something right because her purring soon turned into an almost wehklagendes sigh. Had she at first almost tenderly stroked through my hair, I pressed myself now with both hands firmly on her pussy.
I enjoyed the smell of her lust and as clit and labia continued to swell and her pussy got even wetter, she breathed harder and harder. I let her fidget a little, but then I released her with a quick tongue and felt her stiffen. She whimpered quietly and her whole abdomen seemed to twitch. Her orgasm was endless and if her twitching fissure was a clue, it was damn intense. As her climax slowly waned, I detached myself from her pussy and rebuilt myself between her legs. This time her look was clearly stunned and without a word she pulled me tight, kissed me violently and didn’t seem to want to stop. That was nice, but she was so excited and her violent orgasm to see had made me powerfully sharp and my beating was more than just ready for more action. Of course she felt my latte on her belly and looked at me with a spoiled grin.
“So in my fucked pussy you can’t use it for now,” she whispered, obviously still excited, “but my ass belongs to you! I did not need more announcement. I pulled her up, turned her around and pressed her demandingly onto the worktop. Immediately she climbed on it with one leg and stretched her crunchy ass towards me. Her really heavy pussy shone and opened up, but I was after her little asshole. I grabbed her tight ass cheeks and I swear, my beating twitched with anticipation. I rubbed my acorn and my bulging shaft a few times through her wet labia and then put my well lubricated beating on her rosette. She was really willing, relaxed immediately and I could press my fat glans in her ass. When the first time was inside, the rest went like by itself and soon I stuck up to the eggs in her back exit. She puffed excitedly and looked at me over her shoulder. I only saw lust in her face and immediately began to fuck her. At first with slow, deep shocks, I gave her every time my full-length beating. Then I increased the speed, bent forward and grabbed her tits, which I firmly stroked. Soon we both puffed and soon I had to hold on to the wall unit with the other hand and Mona clawed herself into the edge of the worktop. And I really did work! I hammered on her ass and fucked her faster and faster until I noticed how my eggs slowly began to boil.
I reduced the tempo and finally detached myself from her. I pulled her up, turned her over to me and her grin was at least as dirty as mine must have been. She knew exactly what I wanted and was obviously more than willing. She went before me on the knees and grabbed immediately after my tail. Now it couldn’t get any more fuller and she licked gently over my deep purple glans. Then she took it in her mouth, sucked a little on it and rubbed my shaft. Then she detached herself from my beating and looked almost innocent to me on. Then she grinned, greedily opened her mouth and grasped only once briefly with firm hand to my Klunker. Now I had to claw myself to the edge of the table because my legs bent away. I came as violently as not for a long time, my eggs twitched and shot her load through my steel-hard beating right into her invitingly open mouth. A thick white gush after the other landed in her throat. She swallowed greedily until the last drops finally clapped her mouth.
When I looked down to Mona, she just licked herself the last remnants of her lips and I pulled her up. I was startled for a moment because I thought I heard a noise, but there was probably nothing there. So we kissed again and finally started the day – as it should be, with a big cup of coffee. The rest of the day was family time and we weren’t alone anymore. On the other hand we had already clarified everything. Unfortunately she had to leave again in the evening to spend the second Christmas day with her boyfriend and his family. In view of this, what we had done in the morning seemed even dirtier and more indecent to me – but also much hornier. Somehow I couldn’t develop a guilty conscience and the way my stepsister said goodbye to me at the station was the same for her. We made a grinning appointment for the next family celebration and I drove back to my father and his new wife Miriam. I had another drink with them before I fell into bed like a stone.
The next day we had our next trip, Christmas dinner at my paternal grandparents’ house. This could be done with a one-hour drive and so we didn’t have to leave so early. They also got along well with my stepmother, but not with our dog, so he had to stay at home. That’s why my father walked extensively again, while Miriam prepared us for departure. I ran into my stepmother in the hallway where she was putting on her high heels. She was dressed as always extremely elegantly with a wide red frill blouse, a tight, knee-length skirt and black stockings. I noticed, as I did several times before, that she didn’t look much like her daughter. But that was probably because Miriam, at 37, looked more like her early, mid thirties. She had tied back her pitch-black hair, except for a few strands that fell over her right eye. She had put on some eye shadow and deep red lipstick. Together with her pale skin, it made her damn attractive. In addition, she often had a somewhat mocking facial expression on it, which somehow turned me on. At the moment I could only think that I had fucked her daughter not so long ago.
“Hi Miriam,” I just said, “everything ready?”
“Sure,” she said, smiling and posing. We got along well and there were always a few gimmicks in it. “Is your father already back?
“No, you know how much he likes to go out with the dog,” I returned with a grin.
“Well, then we’ll just chat a little,” she said lightly. “By the way, thank you again for taking care of Mona.” I preferred only to nod. “You seem to get along well with her, don’t you?”
“Yes, she’s cool,” I said. Something I finally had to say.
“Cool? she asked and there I saw that mocking smile again. “I think she’s grown up quite a bit, don’t you?”
“Yes, yes’, I agreed and wondered if it had gotten any warmer.
“I guess there are a lot of guys who think they’re pretty hot, don’t you? To be on the safe side I nodded again. Then she put on a grin that I had never seen so spoiled. “Don’t bother, my dear stepson,” she said giggling, “I’ve seen you.” Damn, I had heard a noise.
“Listen, Miriam,” I tried to explain, but she just waved it off.
“Hey, no problem,” she said lightly, “that’s not forbidden after all. Although it’s a bit weird to see your daughter getting fucked,” she added with a smile.
“Well, we didn’t expect any spectators,” I said with a grin.
“But it was a horny show,” she giggled. “You seem to have really got it for her.” Did that sound like admiration?
“Well, Miriam”, I said lightly with my eyebrow raised, “your daughter is damn hot. It’s no wonder when you see where she comes from.” She slowly approached me and looked me in the eyes.
“She turned around, leaned forward and pressed her ass against my cock. He was already stiff and became of course even harder when she rubbed on him.
“Uh, Miriam, what…?” I brought out.
“Your guilt,” she just gave back giggling, “why are you flirting with me here so unrestrained? She turned around and came very close to me. Her sweet perfume rose into my nose and I saw her eyes flashing.
“Miriam, you’re married,” I tried to protest.
“And I’m happy with your father,” she replied, “but when a boy half as old as I am is keen on me… don’t think I haven’t seen you staring at my legs and my tits all the time”. And on your horny ass, I thought. “And now I’ve seen what you got, too, sweetheart.”
“Why…”, I wanted to ask, but then she had already grabbed my shirt collar and slowly pulled me after her.
“Because I can,” she breathed into my ear, “because I want to. Fuck the consequences! No foreplay, no flower sex, no cuddling.” She slowly pulled me towards her parents’ bedroom and my resistance, which wasn’t really there anyway, completely vanished under her whispering voice. “Only unrestrained fucking. Simply over each other fall. Pure satisfaction!
We had arrived in the bedroom and I was now just as horny as she. I grabbed her, turned her around and pushed her to the bed. We watched each other in the mirror doors of the wardrobe as I greedily pushed her skirt up. She wore hold-up stockings that almost reached her ass. I reached into her black lace thong and roughly pulled it down. The thing was soaking wet. My face, my stepmother was really keen on me.
I pushed her legs a little apart and she forward a little so that her pussy was in the right height and nestelte quickly my pants on. As soon as I had freed my steel-hard stiffened beating, I set it already set. Miriam stöhnte briefly on there was my belt also already completely in her Möse geflutscht. Immediately I grabbed her ass and rammed my latte hard and fast in her pussy. To see us in the mirror was pretty horny, especially because Miriams face showed pure ecstasy. And she moaned and gasped pretty loud, which surprised me a bit, but turned on beastly. Obviously she wanted the fast, hard drive and that was convenient for me. I grabbed her black mane, pulled her head back and fucked her even harder. Her black strands of hair teetered over her eyes. “Yes, damn it, use me! she puffed excitedly and I rammed what the stuff held. Her pussy tightened, got even wetter and my stepmother decided to cross the finish line together. Suddenly she reached back and kneaded my balls, which of course was too much for me. I popped my punch into her pussy again and then I came into her climax. I pumped one jet of sack cream after another into her while her pussy twitched and seemed to milk my cock. When we had calmed down a bit, I pulled her up and wanted to put my clothes back in order, but there had made the bill without my sharp stepmother.
Instead of getting dressed again, she fully climbed out of her skirt and quickly unbuttoned her blouse. She just said, “unrestrained, my sweetie,” and I climbed out of my shirt and trousers with a grin on my face and turned to Miriam again, who just climbed onto the bed dressed in black lace bra, stockings and high heels. I approached the bed and Miriam immediately grabbed my cock and pushed and licked it greedily. Clearly she didn’t just want to spoil me with her mouth, but also to have my latte ready for use again as soon as possible. And my best piece knew what was demanded of him. Under her nimble and demanding fingers and her knowledgeable tongue my belt quickly became stiff again. As soon as he stood like a one again, I climbed onto her bed. She lay down on her back and finally I could see her pussy also from the front. That her labia were shaved, I had already seen earlier, but now I also took the thin black down over it in sight. Her whole column shone wet and Miriam grinned spoiled as she pushed her bra under her tits. Matching her slender yet curvy body they lay somewhere between size class B and C and looked pretty tight. Her nipples were fully stiffened and I worked them with greedy fingers as I squatted on the bed between her legs.
She sighed excitedly and I rubbed hard and demandingly over her stockings and her hot thighs. I took her legs together, pushed them up and back, so that her ass and her pussy came towards me. I pushed my steeply rising latte down and rubbed my fat glans over her wet column. Finally I pressed my belt hard in her pussy. With the compressed legs she was pretty tight, but from so wet that my beatings immediately reinflutschte up to the stop. She wheezed relieved on and I popped her wet, narrow hole immediately again with fervor. Quickly we puffed and wheezed our lust out. In this second round I had considerably more endurance and could vary the speed and depth of my jolts, which my stepmother obviously enjoyed. She breathed harder and harder, her cheeks were visibly red and her ever-wetter and narrower crevices showed that she was getting hornier and hornier. She closed her eyes and gave herself up to my hard jolts and my hard latte unrestrained. This time she was surprisingly quiet, which was lucky because suddenly she opened her eyes and then I heard it too. The front door opened, obviously my father was back with the dog. Since he always cleaned him thoroughly after these long walks, we still had some time that I wanted to use.
I looked down on her and I knew that I would definitely finish it, even if my father would barge in now. Miriam obviously felt the same way and she already had a plan. She smiled lewdly up at me and slowly opened her thighs. While she was still gently stroking her thighs, I let myself fall on her and support myself next to her on the bed. I enjoyed her hard nipples and her firm tits which pressed against my chest. Immediately she slung her legs around my ass and clawed herself firmly in my back. I felt the silky stockings on her thighs and poppte them even more violently.
“Come”, she whispered to me with hot breath in the ear, “pump your stepmother full of your seed, you stallion! That was of course too much for me and after a few more hard shocks my eggs banged hard on her ass and discharged for the second time in a quarter of an hour in my dirty stepmother. She came as violently as I and with slabbering kisses and mouths pressed together we could cover the loudest noises of our lust. Quite reluctantly we then separated from each other and I dressed in record time. My stepmother clearly needed a little more time, especially as she clearly looked freshly fucked. So I quietly stole myself from my parents’ bedroom and intercepted my father, who luckily hadn’t missed us yet.
“Well, are you ready, you two?” he asked lightly.
“Just in time,” I gave back and smothered a grin. “Only Miriam still needs something, I think.
“Still? Your stepmother is already a real woman, isn’t she?” he said, played annoyed.
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