August 29, 2025 • 10 mins
My step-son, Jamie, and I barely got along, but since I was married to him mom, we had no choice but to do so, even though that was barely.
One day, he returned home from college with his girlfriend, Karen. She was a gorgeous sight, and I couldn't help but wonder whatever she saw in Jamie that made her want to stick with him. But I was soon to learn that wasn't the case, and as it turns out, she's got a thing for older black men.
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One day, he returned home from college with his girlfriend, Karen. She was a gorgeous sight, and I couldn't help but wonder whatever she saw in Jamie that made her want to stick with him. But I was soon to learn that wasn't the case, and as it turns out, she's got a thing for older black men.
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
My step son has never liked me for the longest time,
and I had to admit I've never liked his whinnie
white boy has either. Matter of fact, I've always despised
the little sheep, and I've never shied from letting him
know my feelings. If it weren't for the fact that
I fell in love with his mom and she's got
a bombers sweet, juicy white pussy that trapped me hard.
(00:24):
From the moment I stuck my dick in the beach,
I knew there was no letting go for me. I
just had to have his sweet mamma just so no
other brother would happen by to snatch her white booty
for me. But I had to contend with her then
seven year old son that the Sorrier's white boy left
her before getting sent to jail. Oh well, beggars can't
(00:45):
always be choosers. Right. Times went by, and I stuck
with him and his mom all through the years. We
learned to be amicable with each other sot of, but
don't get me wrong, I still despise the little talk
and even he couldn't help but reluctantly start calling me that,
even though I wished he never did. I already have
(01:07):
grown kids from my ex and I love those, But
with my steps on Jimmie, I often wished he'd get upset,
scatterdo from home, and get lost out in the world.
Jimmie did grow up, and the time came when he
got into college, and I couldn't have been happier. At
least then I had plenty of time to strot around
(01:29):
the house naked whenever I want, and to fuck his
mum however I wanted. His mom had aged, but the
same as me. I'm pushing fifty washes in her early forties,
and she still got a juicy, snapping pussy, I tell you,
and if you know me, I've still got game when
it comes to laying pipe in her. In fact, she
(01:52):
once agreed to us having a threesome. She included an
old friend of hers who didn't mind cheating on her husband. However,
she could Sherry, my wife loves sex, and we both
know how to get down hard and dirty when we want.
There've been times when I'd return home from my factory job,
wear and drained, and I would open the door and
(02:14):
She'll be standing in the middle of the living room,
but naked in her bathrobe. Tired, Nest would leave me
and I'd take her right there on the floor. But
then last summer here comes the smartest twalk from college,
and he brought with him a pretty blonde he said
was his girlfriend. She was pretty. I tell you, had
(02:35):
good bone structure, fine looking as a nice pair of teats.
I rode my tongue in my mouth, trying to imagine
what the beech would look without any clothes. But worse,
I couldn't help thinking the dwarp was actually banging that broad.
I'd always figured him for a sissy, nothing more. If
(02:56):
what ever came to me that he was gay, I'd
have laughed and said that about right. He was home
for the holidays, and he said his girlfriend Karen, figured
she'd stay with him for a week since her parents
had gone on vacation without her. Sherry didn't mind, and
for me, I decided to go along with things, as
(03:16):
there was little argument I could bring. Karen and I
often caught herself staring at each other whenever we sat
to eat at the dining table or in the living
room if we wanted to watch a movie, but we
seldom talked besides casual greeting exchanges, and I noticed the
way Jamie seemed to stick close to her like he
worried she might vanish or something. The boys gotten a
(03:39):
taste of pussy, and he was afraid of losing one.
What a whimp. I woke up from a siesta one
afternoon and found out Sherry and Jamie had gone out
to visit a family member. There was just me and
Karen in the house. I asked if she'd care for
a beer or soder. She preferred a soda, so I
gave her one and a board light for myself. We
(04:01):
sat out on the back porch, catching the afternoon breeze
that blew against the day's heat. Karen shared more details
about herself, but it wasn't until the talk involved Jimmie
that I got picked. Hope, you don't mind me asking this,
but how long have you and Jimmie been together? What
do you mean together? Ain't you boyfriend and girlfriend? She laughed,
(04:27):
That's what Jimmie likes to think. I do like him,
but there's nothing sexual between us. I was stunned by
her words. Seriously, so you're telling me this whole time
of you shacking in his room with him, that nothing's
going on. Honestly nothing. I much prefer older men. Jimmie's
(04:49):
way too inexperienced for me. Well, damn, how old of
a man do you prefer? Certainly not me, I'm way
too old for you. I think you'd like to think, so,
she said, giving me a sadonic look. But wouldn't you
like to know? I'm not going to lie? I was
(05:11):
damn curious about what she meant, but didn't know if
I dared to go that route. It took a second
for me to decide. Yeah, i'd sure like to know,
I asserted. Besides, it's only us at home. Karen laughed,
drained her shoulder, and dropped the can in a trash bin,
and then approached where I was sitting. To my surprise,
(05:35):
she dropped to her knees and tied her blonde hair
into a bond. I knew instinctively what she wanted and
unswipt my fly so she could reach inside for my staff.
She got to sucking me without prompt I spread my
legs and sipped my beer while she gave me head.
Her lips made a smacking noise while her hand jerked
(05:55):
my shaft to pull nelson. Oh my, she remarked, as
she stroked my head on. Your cook is way bigger
than Jamie's. I swear to God, and yet you said
you ain't fuked him. I said, I've given him hand jobs,
but nothing more. She said. I told him I'm in
(06:15):
my period, and he believed me. Damn, you're a real
nasty piece of work. She resumed sucking me, and I
have to admit her mouth tasted fucking good. It felt
like cold spring water, and the breeze and sweatering heat
added more to the enticey moment. How about we take
(06:36):
things inside, I suggested, best we get started before Jimmie
and his mum returned home. Sure, she dusted her knees
as she came to her feet. I hitched up my
pants and led her inside. We went into the master
bedroom and then hurried out of our clothes. I fell
(06:58):
on the bed and got Karrant to straddle my face
and ate her pussy while she played with my cock
some more. My twork tasted good. It tasted like sweet bourbon.
I spat in her pussy and wiggled my finger into
her asshole while I socked on her clate. She couldn't
stop squaming and moaning, even with a mouthful of cork.
That let me know she was liking what I was doing.
(07:22):
I could have remained there, sacking and tasting her pussy
all day, except I had a job to do and
time was running. Karen came off me and straddled my
cock with her back towards me. I propped a pillow
under my head to enjoy the view of her but
cheeks rocking back, and fought on my dick. Her pussy
creamed over my shaft while she moaned and rocked against me.
(07:45):
At some point I attempted jerking my ties, slamming her
butt hard, and that got her scaling her notes. I
forced her to the bed, lifted her tie and shoved
my prick back into her pink hole, and howled as
I penetrated her count. Her count was wet, yet it
still felt tight, like a virgin pussy. I was going
(08:09):
to have to fork her some more before she could
loosen well enough to handle my gut, but that would
have to be later. For now, I wanted to plunder
that virgin pussy of her, so my steps and won't
ever dare follow in my stead. She responded back by
slamming her butt against my pelvis while I kept driving
my head on into her womb. She turned partly towards
(08:31):
me and reached over her head to caress my face
while I squeezed her small tits. She was moaning and
starting in her breeding, just the way I wanted. There's
no better fone than pounding a beech's pussy hard and proper,
letting her call you daddy. I was working on pure adrenaline,
gasping and breathing like a racehorse. I pulled Karen up
(08:54):
on her elbows and knees and pounded her doggy style.
I forged the college beach harder and harder, and she
screamed and kept pleaded for me to stop. Why the
fuck would I dare myself to stop. Ain't nothing better
in the world than pussy, and this one was years
younger and tight. Why the fuck would I want to stop?
(09:17):
Stopping was the last thing on my mind. I was
aiming to bust a knot, and I opped my pace,
firing on all cylinders, banging against the college beaches. But
like I wanted to rip her part. I felt my
trigger about to pull, and I extracted my prick at
the last minute and jerked off on her buttocks. Karen
(09:38):
collapsed on my bed, groaning, while I tottered backwards and
nearly fell on my back. It's been a long while
since I exerted myself like this. I knew I wasn't
my younger self anymore, but that pussy felt too good
for me to slow my tempo. Either way, it was
a good day. Karen finally got up and helped me
(10:00):
with putting the bed back in order, then picked up
her clothes and scuttled off while I went into the
bathroom to wash up. We came out of our rooms
like nothing ever happened. That was the way it should
be until whenever Sherry and Jamie returned home an hour later.
I was in the garage working on my car while
Karen was doing whatever. Karen left the following weekend, but
(10:25):
not before exchanging numbers with me and promised to keep
in touch. Jamie stuck around for another two weeks before
returning to college. Karen and I do keep in touch,
but Sherry knows nothing about my time together. I'd love
to tell her about it, but some secret you just
have to keep to yourself. Why rock the boat when
(10:47):
it ain't necessary? Can you dig it
My step son has never liked me for the longest time,
and I had to admit I've never liked his whinnie
white boy has either. Matter of fact, I've always despised
the little sheep, and I've never shied from letting him
know my feelings. If it weren't for the fact that
I fell in love with his mom and she's got
a bombers sweet, juicy white pussy that trapped me hard.
(00:24):
From the moment I stuck my dick in the beach,
I knew there was no letting go for me. I
just had to have his sweet mamma just so no
other brother would happen by to snatch her white booty
for me. But I had to contend with her then
seven year old son that the Sorrier's white boy left
her before getting sent to jail. Oh well, beggars can't
(00:45):
always be choosers. Right. Times went by, and I stuck
with him and his mom all through the years. We
learned to be amicable with each other sot of, but
don't get me wrong, I still despise the little talk
and even he couldn't help but reluctantly start calling me that,
even though I wished he never did. I already have
(01:07):
grown kids from my ex and I love those, But
with my steps on Jimmie, I often wished he'd get upset,
scatterdo from home, and get lost out in the world.
Jimmie did grow up, and the time came when he
got into college, and I couldn't have been happier. At
least then I had plenty of time to strot around
(01:29):
the house naked whenever I want, and to fuck his
mum however I wanted. His mom had aged, but the
same as me. I'm pushing fifty washes in her early forties,
and she still got a juicy, snapping pussy, I tell you,
and if you know me, I've still got game when
it comes to laying pipe in her. In fact, she
(01:52):
once agreed to us having a threesome. She included an
old friend of hers who didn't mind cheating on her husband. However,
she could Sherry, my wife loves sex, and we both
know how to get down hard and dirty when we want.
There've been times when I'd return home from my factory job,
wear and drained, and I would open the door and
(02:14):
She'll be standing in the middle of the living room,
but naked in her bathrobe. Tired, Nest would leave me
and I'd take her right there on the floor. But
then last summer here comes the smartest twalk from college,
and he brought with him a pretty blonde he said
was his girlfriend. She was pretty. I tell you, had
(02:35):
good bone structure, fine looking as a nice pair of teats.
I rode my tongue in my mouth, trying to imagine
what the beech would look without any clothes. But worse,
I couldn't help thinking the dwarp was actually banging that broad.
I'd always figured him for a sissy, nothing more. If
(02:56):
what ever came to me that he was gay, I'd
have laughed and said that about right. He was home
for the holidays, and he said his girlfriend Karen, figured
she'd stay with him for a week since her parents
had gone on vacation without her. Sherry didn't mind, and
for me, I decided to go along with things, as
(03:16):
there was little argument I could bring. Karen and I
often caught herself staring at each other whenever we sat
to eat at the dining table or in the living
room if we wanted to watch a movie, but we
seldom talked besides casual greeting exchanges, and I noticed the
way Jamie seemed to stick close to her like he
worried she might vanish or something. The boys gotten a
(03:39):
taste of pussy, and he was afraid of losing one.
What a whimp. I woke up from a siesta one
afternoon and found out Sherry and Jamie had gone out
to visit a family member. There was just me and
Karen in the house. I asked if she'd care for
a beer or soder. She preferred a soda, so I
gave her one and a board light for myself. We
(04:01):
sat out on the back porch, catching the afternoon breeze
that blew against the day's heat. Karen shared more details
about herself, but it wasn't until the talk involved Jimmie
that I got picked. Hope, you don't mind me asking this,
but how long have you and Jimmie been together? What
do you mean together? Ain't you boyfriend and girlfriend? She laughed,
(04:27):
That's what Jimmie likes to think. I do like him,
but there's nothing sexual between us. I was stunned by
her words. Seriously, so you're telling me this whole time
of you shacking in his room with him, that nothing's
going on. Honestly nothing. I much prefer older men. Jimmie's
(04:49):
way too inexperienced for me. Well, damn, how old of
a man do you prefer? Certainly not me, I'm way
too old for you. I think you'd like to think, so,
she said, giving me a sadonic look. But wouldn't you
like to know? I'm not going to lie? I was
(05:11):
damn curious about what she meant, but didn't know if
I dared to go that route. It took a second
for me to decide. Yeah, i'd sure like to know,
I asserted. Besides, it's only us at home. Karen laughed,
drained her shoulder, and dropped the can in a trash bin,
and then approached where I was sitting. To my surprise,
(05:35):
she dropped to her knees and tied her blonde hair
into a bond. I knew instinctively what she wanted and
unswipt my fly so she could reach inside for my staff.
She got to sucking me without prompt I spread my
legs and sipped my beer while she gave me head.
Her lips made a smacking noise while her hand jerked
(05:55):
my shaft to pull nelson. Oh my, she remarked, as
she stroked my head on. Your cook is way bigger
than Jamie's. I swear to God, and yet you said
you ain't fuked him. I said, I've given him hand jobs,
but nothing more. She said. I told him I'm in
(06:15):
my period, and he believed me. Damn, you're a real
nasty piece of work. She resumed sucking me, and I
have to admit her mouth tasted fucking good. It felt
like cold spring water, and the breeze and sweatering heat
added more to the enticey moment. How about we take
(06:36):
things inside, I suggested, best we get started before Jimmie
and his mum returned home. Sure, she dusted her knees
as she came to her feet. I hitched up my
pants and led her inside. We went into the master
bedroom and then hurried out of our clothes. I fell
(06:58):
on the bed and got Karrant to straddle my face
and ate her pussy while she played with my cock
some more. My twork tasted good. It tasted like sweet bourbon.
I spat in her pussy and wiggled my finger into
her asshole while I socked on her clate. She couldn't
stop squaming and moaning, even with a mouthful of cork.
That let me know she was liking what I was doing.
(07:22):
I could have remained there, sacking and tasting her pussy
all day, except I had a job to do and
time was running. Karen came off me and straddled my
cock with her back towards me. I propped a pillow
under my head to enjoy the view of her but
cheeks rocking back, and fought on my dick. Her pussy
creamed over my shaft while she moaned and rocked against me.
(07:45):
At some point I attempted jerking my ties, slamming her
butt hard, and that got her scaling her notes. I
forced her to the bed, lifted her tie and shoved
my prick back into her pink hole, and howled as
I penetrated her count. Her count was wet, yet it
still felt tight, like a virgin pussy. I was going
(08:09):
to have to fork her some more before she could
loosen well enough to handle my gut, but that would
have to be later. For now, I wanted to plunder
that virgin pussy of her, so my steps and won't
ever dare follow in my stead. She responded back by
slamming her butt against my pelvis while I kept driving
my head on into her womb. She turned partly towards
(08:31):
me and reached over her head to caress my face
while I squeezed her small tits. She was moaning and
starting in her breeding, just the way I wanted. There's
no better fone than pounding a beech's pussy hard and proper,
letting her call you daddy. I was working on pure adrenaline,
gasping and breathing like a racehorse. I pulled Karen up
(08:54):
on her elbows and knees and pounded her doggy style.
I forged the college beach harder and harder, and she
screamed and kept pleaded for me to stop. Why the
fuck would I dare myself to stop. Ain't nothing better
in the world than pussy, and this one was years
younger and tight. Why the fuck would I want to stop?
(09:17):
Stopping was the last thing on my mind. I was
aiming to bust a knot, and I opped my pace,
firing on all cylinders, banging against the college beaches. But
like I wanted to rip her part. I felt my
trigger about to pull, and I extracted my prick at
the last minute and jerked off on her buttocks. Karen
(09:38):
collapsed on my bed, groaning, while I tottered backwards and
nearly fell on my back. It's been a long while
since I exerted myself like this. I knew I wasn't
my younger self anymore, but that pussy felt too good
for me to slow my tempo. Either way, it was
a good day. Karen finally got up and helped me
(10:00):
with putting the bed back in order, then picked up
her clothes and scuttled off while I went into the
bathroom to wash up. We came out of our rooms
like nothing ever happened. That was the way it should
be until whenever Sherry and Jamie returned home an hour later.
I was in the garage working on my car while
Karen was doing whatever. Karen left the following weekend, but
(10:25):
not before exchanging numbers with me and promised to keep
in touch. Jamie stuck around for another two weeks before
returning to college. Karen and I do keep in touch,
but Sherry knows nothing about my time together. I'd love
to tell her about it, but some secret you just
have to keep to yourself. Why rock the boat when
(10:47):
it ain't necessary? Can you dig it
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