In my last story, I described how Jennifer, an online friend, challenged me to flash myself at and possibly seduce my sixteen-year-old step-nephew, Timmy, who was staying with us while his parents were away. At the time, I was feeling a bit lonely, bored and horny. Both Tom, my husband, and Julie, my lesbian lover, were away. I’d had no sex for over ten days. Somewhat to my surprise, I did as Jennifer instructed and ended up fucking Timmy. That led to three days of almost continual sexual arousal on my part. He was insatiable with an amazingly quick recovery time.
After his parents picked him up early on Friday morning, I had twenty-four hours until our daughters came home from their university excursion and a week before Tom was due home. My immediate concern was to remove any signs of my four nights and three days of sexual activity. One downside of not wearing panties and having so much cum so regularly ejaculated into my pussy was a tendency to leave tell-tale drips!
Forty-eight hours after Timmy left, my period arrived. I was amazed how reassuring I found that. Logically, I knew that there was no chance I could have become pregnant. However, in the back of my mind, I worried that one of the sperm ejaculated so deep near my cervix might have found a loose egg lying somewhere.
Memo to self: if you are going to make a habit of fucking cocks you had better look into contraception. It was a complication I didn’t need. Indeed, I knew rather little about contraception options. A childhood disease had left Tom infertile so we had never had to worry. Our daughters had been adopted at birth. Conclusion: stick with Tom and women!
The problem was that I was not sure that is what I wanted. Timmy had given me some of the biggest orgasms that I had ever received, rivalled only by that first one with Julie. Jennifer, when I chatted with her, was no use. If I wasn’t going to continue to avail myself of Timmy, I should send him to her! It was all so simple to her.
For me, it was far from simple. I was well aware I had crossed an important barrier. I could not longer pretend that, despite my sexual explorations, I was still faithful to Tom. I was surprised that I did not feel very guilty.
Indeed, my biggest concern with Tom was a worry that he’d find my well-fucked pussy different and know some other cock had been there. I was not at all sure how he would react. And, in any case, I didn’t want to upset my perfect home life. Tom, Amy and Becca were still very special. My extra-curricular activities since Phuket had never been a reaction to any dissatisfaction at home. Yes, Timmy’s cock was bigger that Tom’s and yes, he’d given me bigger climaxes but Tom and his cock were special. I was looking forward to his return, my concerns about changes in my pussy notwithstanding.
Reassuringly, the external signs of Timmy’s fucking disappeared quite quickly. Within a few days my vulva, initially and rather noticeably very puffy, had returned to normal.
Mentally, I continued to struggle with where my journey since Phuket had led me.