Stepmom helps out 1 - Sex Stories

Stepmom helps out 1

... tried hard to concentrate on those muscles. At first it didn't' work, and I came right away while trying to thinking about holding myself off. After a few days, though, I was able to last longer. It was the following saturday that I woke up grinning. The night before I had lasted a minute and ten. I was grinning as I walked past Liz, who rolled her eyes at me and said something rude as usual. I ignored her and headed downstairs. My dad was reading some emails on his laptop and Annie was in the back yard. I headed outside to find her pruning her rose bushes. "Morning," she said. She had a tight tank top and very short khaki shorts on. She bent over to reach a low branch to cut and her tits practically spilled out of her top. My dick twitched slightly in my pants. "Hi," I said, eyeing her as much as I could. "Have you been practicing?" she asked. I nodded, and she smiled. "Good. How long can you last?" "A little over a minute," I said, smiling. She set down her pruning shears and took off her work gloves. She glanced into the sliding glass doors and saw my dad at the table and Liz messing about in the kitchen. "Can you give me a hand in the shed? I've got a lot of potting soil to carry?" I followed her around to the side of the yard to the small shed where she kept her gardening tools. She stopped when we were around the corner. She grinned mischievously. "Alright," she said. "Show me." "Right here?" I asked, surprised. "Right now," she answered. She looked giddy. I looked ...

... around hesitantly and she said, "we'll hear them open the door, trust me. I want to see your hard work. Some come on." "But what if they come outside?" "Then stuff it back into your pants and we'll act like we're getting potting soil," she said. My hands shaking, I unzipped my shorts and freed my erect penis. She looked at it, and then looked into my eyes as I started to stroke myself. I concentrated, but her tits were right in front of me and her tanned legs and before I knew it I was coming. I hadn't lasted ten seconds. I looked down at the cum dripping into the grass. I couldn't look at her. Wordless I stuffed myself back into my pants and turned to walk away. She caught me by the arm and stopped me. "Wait," she said. I turned but still couldn't look her in the eye. It was as if all of my practice had been for nothing. She smiled sweetly, and said, "you really lasted longer?" "Yeah," I said, still not meeting her eyes. "Good," she said, and smiled broadly. I looked at her in surprise. She explained, "you're getting over your sensitivity, and that will keep getting better the more you practice. But there's another half of it." "What's that?" I asked. "Well, I'm guessing that there's a difference between doing that on your own and doing that in front of someone. Especially your stepmom." I expected her to say our "lessons" were over, but she surprised me. "That just means you need more practice in front of me. Maybe you need some incentive, something to work for." "Like what?" I ...