Date: Fri, 29 May 2009 09:50:25 -0600 From: Xavier Lancaster Subject: In My Wife's Clothes In My Wife's Clothes by Xavier L This is a fictional story containing sex between a stepfather and his teenaged stepson. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading. If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the Authors section under XavierL (/nifty/prolific.html#xavierl). If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel free to email me. Please email me with if you'd like to be notified when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at xavier.stories@gmail.com. My 14-year-old stepson Danny took his mother's death last year really hard, as you can imagine. Our relationship has been a bit odd as well when it used to be fairly close. I've been his stepdad since he was just a little guy. And God forbid if I bring a woman home. Haven't tried that again in months! So today I came home earlier than usual. I walked into my room to find Danny dressed in his mother's clothes and putting her makeup on. "Danny! What are you doing?!" Danny stood frozen looking at me via the mirror, lipstick poised at his mouth. I came and stood behind him, gazing at his reflection in the mirror. I had never consciously realized how much he looks like his mother! Especially right now! I moved in closer and could feel his heat. My groin stirred immediately as I looked at my wife's image. I placed my hands on her, his, shoulders and pressed against his body. I could smell my wife's perfume. My mind whirled. I was dizzy and disoriented. I slid my hands down my stepson's shoulders and embraced him, kissing his neck. "Emily, I've missed you!" "Kkkyle?" a voice deeper than my beloved's spoke my name. I began grinding my hips into the back of the person in my arms. "Shhhh." Inflamed with passion, grief, and deep lust, I guided my precious to the bed. I pushed her down onto the bed. With my passion overflowing, I quickly undid my pants and dropped them and my boxers. Just as quickly I ran my hands up legs that were hairier than Emily had ever let them get. "Kyle!" I heard more urgently. "I know, baby. You want it bad. Shhhh." I grabbed underwear and pulled them down as the body beneath me squirmed. "Shhhh," I said again. I spit into my hand and spread it on my cock as I hiked up the skirt and lay on top of my sweetheart. "Kyle! Stop! It's me! Danny!" "Shhh, baby. I know you want Daddy's big dick. Patience my love!" I replied to the strange voice as I guided my throbbing cock to the sweet hole before me. I entered it and immediately thought Damn! I don't remember her being THIS tight! As she squirmed beneath me, I slowly fed her my dick. I shoved her blouse up exposing her smooth back. I ripped my shirt off. I kissed her neck and face as our hot skin connected. My dick wasn't all the way in, but she was so fucking tight I went ahead and started humping her. As my cock moved back and forth, I could get it in more. "Emily, I've missed you so bad!" I breathed as my orgasm grew closer. With that tingling in my groin, my pace quickened, and with the more urgent humping, my dick managed to get all the way in. Emily groaned and moaned beneath me as I began pounding her hard. "I'm gonna cum baby!" I cried a few seconds later right before my cock exploded harder than it ever had. My load erupted into her as I tried to catch my breath. When my climax faded, I pulled out and moved off my wife. I pulled her skirt off as she rolled over. I spread her legs and lay on top of her bare body and kissed her roughly. She resisted my kiss, which was unusual. I slipped a hand between us and found her nipple and pinched it. But when did her tits get so small? I wondered. I moved off her a bit as she relaxed and let me kiss her. My hand ran down her body, and then I found something strange. I stopped kissing her and looked down to see my hand stroking my stepson's dick. I shook my head to clear it, but I was still confused. I looked at Emily's face and struggled to put the two things together. I looked at those lips that had so often caressed my rod. "I love you," I said as I moved down the lean body. I looked at the cock now in front of me, looked back up into Emily's wide eyes and thrust it into my mouth. I fought back the immediate revulsion as I worked the stiff meat. I heard moaning and the body beneath me squirmed again, but this time obviously from pleasure. Soon hips were moving back and forth as the dick fucked my mouth. It grew quicker and quicker until suddenly I was gagging from salty fluid gushing into my mouth. I swallowed in spite of my natural reaction. When I released the dick, I got up and looked at the nude body in front of me. It was boyish, trim, and defined. I climbed onto it again and kissed it deeply again. I whispered into an ear "I love you, baby." And then I got up, put my boxers on, and left my bedroom, my head swimming. I got a beer and drank it in almost one gulp. I grabbed the rest of the six-pack and went into the living room. Danny was nowhere in sight. Later I began my second six-pack when Danny came in. "I miss your mom so much. You look so much like her." "I miss her, too," he said softly. After I made no reply, he continued: "It's been a few hours. Shouldn't you eat something?" "No. I'm just not hungry." Then I added "For food." Oh how I ached for Emily all over again. I realized he left the room and went back into my stupor. A few moments later I heard a soft voice call my name. I opened my droopy eyes and saw a royal blue nightie in front of me. Even drunk my dick started to swell. "Does this help, Kyle?" I took his proffered hand. "I'm OK," I lied. He braced his knees against the couch and leaned toward me. I embraced him and kissed his neck. I slid my hands down his the satin nightie until they found his butt cheeks, and I squeezed them. I felt his body shift beneath my hands as he sank to his knees. I held his face in my hands and smiled at him. "You really are almost a mirror image of your mother," I said. He rested his head against my groin causing my dick to twitch. He rubbed his head against the twitching lump in my boxers. "Danny . . . " I began. I was going to stop him, but I couldn't force myself to complete the sentence. Instead I fished my dick out of the fly in my underwear and freed it. "Please," I said and almost jumped when I felt his hot breath and then the moistness of his mouth. I rubbed his head as he slowly began blowing me. I felt a mixture of tears and elation. I sat there and gave into the pleasure of his mouth on my rod. Even his extremely inexperienced blow was almost ecstasy to me. "Take my boxers off, baby," I interrupted at one point. I lifted up as he grabbed my underwear and pulled them down. Once my legs were free, they spread wide apart. "Can you suck on my balls, too?" I asked hopefully. My legs pushed even further apart as I felt his lips work my sac as he gently sucked on my nuts. After a while he returned to my throbbing meat. Now I was getting into it. I started guiding his head down as my hips pushed upward. I ignored the light gagging I heard. I was just desperate for release. Soon I was dizzy. I need to lay down to really enjoy this. "Let's go to my room." We walked silently to my room. I lay on the bed, my legs far apart. His mouth returned to my rod, and I began pumping into his throat. He picked up speed as if greedy for more, and I shoved his head down and fed him more of my large meat. "I'm almost there, baby! Suck that cock my love!" And in no time he was coughing and trying to move his head backward as my cock unloaded down his throat. He had no other choice but to swallow. I thought I should let him go, but my hand was paralyzed. After he sucked down my jizz, I released my grip enough for him to let go of my cock. Then I guided him to my sac again. Still in the throes of my orgasm, his sucking on my balls was glorious. Again I was almost in tears as I said "Come here. Let me hold you." As he shifted, I moved the covers and sheets from beneath us and held them up as he joined me in bed. He lay on his back, and I leaned over and began kissing him. I could taste a faint saltiness as my tongue explored his mouth and we kissed. It wasn't until later that I realized what that taste probably was. As we kissed, my hand ran down the front of the nightie and found his hard cock. I hiked up the gown and jerked his cock. He moaned as we kissed, and it goaded me on. I picked up speed as his body quivered with pleasure. Soon he was having a hard time kissing and lay there with his mouth open as he panted. I had him close, so I kept it up until I could feel his hot liquid on my hand and his dick throbbing. When he was done, I released him. "Stay with me tonight, please." I whispered. "OK, Kyle. I will." I thanked him, lay back, and fell asleep. I slept better than I had in a very long time. When I awoke I found myself spooning with Danny. I had morning wood, and it was pressed against his ass. I took in the faint scent of his mother's perfume that remained on his smooth skin. Reassured by his warmth, I was curious to explore more of him. I ran my hand down his lean body through the gown. I got my hand under the nightie and slid my hand up his bare body now. As my hand neared his chest I felt his hand rest on mine. I stopped, and he pulled his other arm out from under mine so that it now lay on top. "Good morning, Precious," I said and kissed him on the cheek. My body ground into his. His hand moved off my arm and went backward until it found my hard cock. "Sorry," I said bashfully. "It's OK," he reassured me, slowly stroking my cock. "You know, you don't have to . . . " "You like it, don't you?" "Of course!" "I feel . . . special when we're like this," he said. I began stroking his dick, as well. "Take the gown off. I want you naked." "Don't you need it?" I hesitated. "The gown isn't what I need." He released me and took off his mother's nightie. When we got back into position, I relished the warmth of his smooth skin against mine. "I never realized how incredibly hot you are before." We slowly stroked each other for a few moment before his grip got firmer. He shifted, and I realized he was guiding my dick into his crack. "Danny. . . " I began, but he moved backward so my dick was pushing against his hole. "Are you sure?" "Yes, Kyle. Go ahead." "Let me put some lube on," I replied. He let go of my dick and moved somewhat onto his back as he watched me prepare my thick meat. I returned to position, throwing the covers completely off of my young treasure. I ran my hand over his nude torso. "You really are hot. I love you so much!" "I love you, too." "Are you sure about this? Once I start. . . I won't be able to stop." He smiled at me. "You better not stop!" And with that he rolled onto his side again. He moved in behind him. He pulled a cheek aside as I guided my rod to his sweet hole. I tentatively entered him as he moaned. "You OK?" I asked, stopping. "Dude! I'll tell you when to stop!" I fed him more of my cock, halting any time his ass muscles gripped my cock. When I was about halfway in, I started slowly fucking his ass. After several strokes, he pushed back and more of my cock slid in. "You're so fucking incredibly hot, son!" I almost yelled. Once again completely enflamed, I thrust my dick forward, and my body was pushed up against him. He made a sound that told me that hadn't been so comfortable for him. I felt bad but couldn't really do anything about it other than continue fucking his tight ass. He relaxed after a bit, and it was easier to pump him. I slowly fucked him until he began moaning. Reflexively I began pumping faster and harder until I was in a really good rhythm. With the pounding we ended up with him on his belly and me on top. His ass raised in the air a bit. I grabbed a pillow and shoved it under him. "Better?" I asked. "Uh huh," he said with a sound of pleasure. Soon I was fucking him so hard our bodies were slapping and the bed was creaking. I didn't last long this way, but it was so worth it! Moments later I once again unloaded into his ass. As my climax waned, I pulled out of him and rolled him over onto his back. I kissed him passionately and then moved to groin, promptly taking his swollen meat into my mouth. I swallowed his cock hungrily and worked it until I was rewarded with his nectar. When I finished milking him, I collapsed next to him. He put his head on my chest and embraced me with one arm. I fell asleep with a smile on my lips.