Camping Trip With My Stepmom Carol [MF] [Stepmom] - Sex Stories

Camping Trip With My Stepmom Carol [MF] [Stepmom]

... kissed her lips and said, "Carol, whatever happens, happens. You can find out if you're pregnant, quick enough, when we get back home. If you are, maybe you can just tell him how it happened without telling him the rest of it. Dad won't like it, but it's not like you were cheating on him." She lay there looking at me at me for a long moment and then said, "When I asked you to put it inside of me, I was cheating right then and I knew I was. I just used the puddle of cum story to get you to do it. When I felt your big cock sliding against my pussy, I was so damned turned on by the size of you and how good it felt that I didn't care. Yours is lot thicker and longer than your dad's is. I was so hot, I just wanted to feel you inside of me. When you drove it all the way in, I thought I was going to faint. I've never had anything that big or that far inside of me. Afterward, I realized that it was the first time that I’ve known what good hard sex is like. That's what I was thinking about when you got hard again. I knew that I still wanted you and I let it happen, again." I pulled her close and said, "I'm glad you let it happen, Carol." She smiled, kissed my chest and softly said, "So am I, honey." Then I added because it was going to happen, anyway and we laughed. Then she said, "I know you're my stepson but, God!, I Love the way you fuck me. I can't get enough of you." and pulled me tight against her body. I brought her lips to mine, kissed her and then we lay in each other's arms ...

... without speaking for a few minutes. Her body felt so soft and comfortable against mine. I slid my hand down her back and began gently squeezing and caressing the firm round cheeks of her beautiful ass. We both stirred and I felt my cock start to stiffen, again. Without asking, I made a simple statement. "Carol I'm going to make love to you, now." and we both moved into position to make it possible. This time wasn't the same, as the other's had been. We were kissing, caressing and making slow, sweet love to each other. Each time I pushed back into her, she lifted herself to me and was making soft contented sounds as we each built to orgasm. We were each looking into the other's eyes… each knowing that it was coming and, when it happened, the power and sweetness of it was utterly incredible. This time, we'd been making love to each other and the explosion of our intimate love orgasms just kept spreading through us renewing themselves and lasting several seconds longer. For nearly two full days, we collected wood and melted ice over the fire for water, lived in the tent and shared my sleeping bag, before the ice finally melted and we could head back to where we'd parked. Once our clothes had dried and our tent site had become livable, we'd just waited it out, while we explored other forms of love making. I'd started a smaller fire a few feet away from the entrance to the tent so we'd be able to leave the flap open and let the radiant heat from it warm the air inside and take the ...