Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Blow job while my wife slept beside me SeXStoRY

I was not really looking forward to my s****r's visit. It's not that she and I weren't close but she could be such a negative person and I liked to keep things positive in my household. Somehow, despite her negativity and middle aged frumpiness, she had managed to get married again and thus the reason for her visit. Her new husband had recently taken a job down in Miami but left her and her stepson Matt behind in Virginia since Matt was finishing up his senior year in high school. Now that school was out, Matt was going off to college but before that happened, he had graciously given up his summer to help his step-mom move down to Florida with his dad. Since we lived in south Georgia and the trek from suburban DC to suburban Miami was a long one, I had agreed to put them up for a couple days of f****y bonding. We were all at home on a Saturday when they pulled into the driveway and blew that obnoxious horn. My s****r hadn't changed one bit in the two years since I'd seen her. Actually, she had gained a little weight. The same couldn't be said for Matt. He had been pretty much late bloomer like my son but within the past couple of years, puberty had finished it's work and he was a real 18 year old jock. He was a short little guy, not much taller than my son's 5'6" height but the similarities stopped there. Matt had a defined swimmer's build and had grown into such a handsome young man, it was hard to believe he was his father's son. Dinner that night was a dull, one-sided conversation. My s****r dominated the conversation with everything that was going on in her life and her husband's. We heard how much an hassle it was for her to move. How she was worried about hurricanes. How she hated how hot it was here in south Georgia. My wife pretended to be the empathetic ear which my s****r took complete advantage of. My daughters and son were mentally checked out and glared at me now and then to wrap up this dinner so they could find something else to do or place to go. Matt sat across from me and looked up a few times to grin. Poor k**, I thought, he had to put up with this all the way down and in a couple days would have to do it again. I being 6'7" had a lot of legs and our dining table and dining room wasn't exactly spacious. I tried to keep my feet on the floor but now and then, I'd naturally stretch out and rub against Matt's outstretched legs. One time, it almost felt like he was intentionally stretching out to touch my legs with his but I quickly dismissed it. After a painful dinner and listening to my s****r bitch, my wife declared bedtime for everyone so we could get rested before our day at the lake the next day. My s****r got the guest room downstairs and since my son still had his bunk beds, Matt got to sl**p in his room. My son was pretty much a loner and I hoped that maybe he and Matt would bond for the night so he could have someone close to his age to talk to. In bed with the wife, I found myself a little frisky. My wife had pretty much lost interest in sex over the past several years. I always slept nude but not her, she was nightgown all the way. After she came to bed, I snuggled up against her and began to kiss her neck and move my hands around to her breasts. "Good night honey," she said which meant what it meant. I rolled over to my side of the bed and drifted in and out of sl**p. I don't know what time it was but I stirred with pleasure, not knowing if I was awake or dreaming. I sat motionless awhile but came to my senses and looked down. The moonlight was coming through the window and there he was... Matt... naked at the side of the bed sucking on my cock. Turned on and yet furious, I carefully reached down and grabbed his hair. The little bastard looked up and put his finger to his mouth, grinning and motioning me to shhh. I was trapped by my own choice. I wanted and needed a blow job but here my step-nephnew of all people was, taking advantage of me with my wife sound asl**p in the same bed. It was like the final scene from Taboo II just with a guy instead of a girl. Matt knew what he was doing. He licked me to a full 9 inch erection and then, took my big mushroom head into his wet, pouty lips. It felt so good to be inside his warm mouth and for his tongue to run around the entire circumference of my head and to dart in and out of my urethra. I began to stroke his soft, black hair while glancing over at my wife to make sure she was still asl**p which she was. Matt worked on my head for awhile and then began to really start sucking my cock. He bobbed up and down gently, knowing that if he got too rough, my wife would wake up. It didn't take him long and he started to go deeper, then deeper and then he was taking my entire dick down his throat all the way to my balls. I was in heaven. I wanted to thrust my hips and really fuck his face but was scared to death my wife would wake up. Matt continued to suck and go deep, coming up now and then to lick my shaft and suck on my hairy balls while he relaxed his throat muscles. Once he got to a good place, he couldn't stop and took it over and over again from the head to he balls with lots of spit for lubrication. I was leaking pre-cum right and left which he swirled his tongue to take every taste. Now, as much as I wanted this to go on forever, I knew I was going to erupt and unable to speak, Matt was going to have to take it. I grabbed the top of Matt's head and shoved it on top of my cock, burying my manhood down his warm throat. I turned my head into the pillow and felt my balls launch their volcanic fluid out of my penis and into his warm throat. Matt let out a muffled whimper and a chocking sound. "Swallow," I whispered and he did just that, keeping my cock in his mouth until it had softened and released all of the sperm he wanted. After he swallowed, he carefully got up and grinned at me. My last sight before I fell back asl**p was his beautiful naked ass in the moonlight as he tip toed out of our room. I sure hope my son was asl**p like my wife was and didn't notice Matt leaving. VISIT MY PROFILE TO READ OTHER STORIES IN THIS SERIES: 1. Worshipping my father's feet while he slept 2. Dropping my son off at school then... 3. Getting a physical exam with my father 4. Secretly watching my father masturbate

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