A Forbidden Christmas Tryst

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 stepfather - 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

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