Steve is about as horny as a newly eighteen-year-old could be. He had his blow-out party on Friday. It took him most of Saturday to get rid of the hang-over and recuperate. Dad was a champ to let him have a keg, since everybody “Ubered” to and from the celebration. There were at least thirty of his friends there, almost half and half, guys and ladies. He got the expected ribbing from the dudes and several kisses from the babes, but he never got beyond some close dancing with any of the females. Man, that left him with blue balls and just a noontime wank to relief the need. The desire, however, was still down there and burning hot.
Steve is still a virgin. Oh, he’s dated a lot and gotten pretty far with a few, but never all the way. Even though he’s not done it, he is convinced he’d be good. First, he has a big cock. The two girls who have seen it secretly testified to that. Kerry, one of them, is quite experienced and talked him up to all her friends. That is the trouble. He is her friend and lots of the other babes as well, so none want to ruin the friendship, blah, blah, blah. Second, he has watched a fair amount of porn. He likes it when the females are aggressive, which isn’t often. He also likes seduction and foreplay, which, again, there isn’t much of. But he knows where to stick it, and what it looks like, and sorta how to move.
Steve is ready, willing and most likely able. Now he just needs the chance.
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It’s the day after the party and Steve is chilling in his room and thinking about his current “family” situation. Of course he has Dad, even though he’s not around very often.
Dad is a middle-aged financial whiz and absolute workaholic. His business is international and he’s seldom at home in the villa. However, he’s given his only son a great education at the finest schools in the city. Steve has most everything he could want: a great nanny, lots of good friends, a cool Bimmer, a boatload of computer and AI games in a “man-cave” that all the guys hangout at, and an Ivy League college for the fall.
Well, then there is Suzza. As of a couple of weeks ago, she is now his stepmother. His third, not counting his uncaring birthmother who he only hears from a couple of times a year.. All his Dad’s spouses have been gorgeous showgirls from Vegas. Dad does lots of business in “Sin City” and obviously lots of playing. The babes are all knockouts, but none have lasted more than a year before they take their money and run. Steve has sort of known each as they appear for some holidays and always around Christmas. However, not one has been interested in actually being a maternal influence, let alone a “real” mother. He’s just resigned to seeing the latest of Dad’s honeys and masturbating to their beauty. He knows this circumstance is completely weird, but he has no input or control. Steve just goes with the flow.
The flow is now Suzza, and she is without doubt the most stunning babe that Dad has ever wed. She is in her early twenties, amazingly just a few years older than her new stepson. Steve has seen her twice in the month-long marriage The first time was when She flew in for a big reception after the small Vegas wedding (which Steve did not attend). She looked like a goddess at their initial introduction. She was all coated in shimmering silver and diamonds and a full-length fur. After a minute of small talk, Suzza turns away and draped her arms around his Dad’s neck.
“Why don’t you scram, Stevie,” she said in a sultry voice, “I’m going to prepare My li’l man for bed. He needs his rest. Umm, re-charge.” She kissed him lightly and her awestruck stepson watches her hands disappear between the couple, “Take this upstairs. Get it ready for Me,” he hears before a more ferocious kiss ensues. Then her fingers re-appear and snap, and she issues a one-word order, “Now!”
His dad bows his head and shuffles out of the room. Suzza pivots toward Steve, gives his cheek a tender pat and whispers, “Dream sweet dreams of Me, Stevie.”
In shock, he’s speechless, watching the seductive siren waltz away.
The next day is reception party night, which evolves into a wild, decadent affair that Steve gets dismissed from around midnight. Reluctantly he goes to his bedroom, but he still hears the music and laughing. It goes on till approaching dawn. He closes his eyes and fantasizes.
Of course, Suzza was the center of attention for all, dressed in a glittering crimson catsuit that shamelessly displayed her colossal body. He gets hard remembering how fucking hot She was. Everyone was a-gaga with her towering beauty and elegance. She was simply bedazzling to every male and most of the females in sight. Before Steve was ushered out, he watched her slither and grind on countless groins. Some clothes started being removed. Lots of flesh was being exposed, but not Suzza’s. At least not that Steve got to see, but the obviously ensuing sexcapades must have been beyond belief. Who knows who, or how many, she must have done that night because he heard her name called out often and in desperate moans and begging tones. Steve got little sleep, listening and masturbating throughout the morning.
Then, the second time Steve saw Suzza was when she returned a few weeks later with Dad and two of his on-going clients. That trip was when he realized how vital this bombshell had become in his father’s business. Suzza was busy hosting, and facilitating during the daytime, but at night Steve discreetly watched her become a ravishing sexpot who kept the booze running and the negotiating very, very intimate. Steve was positive there were multiple threesomes both nights and his Dad was not involved. However, the last day before they left, they all celebrated their success, whatever the deal was.
On both these weekends Steve ogled Suzza whenever he was in her presence. She was sly, and seductive, and the height of self-confidence. She charmed, and teased and flirted with everyone, and probably fucked whoever she desired or needed to get what she and his Dad wanted. All her stepson knew was the last time he saw her she was driving a new silver Lamborghini which is now parked in the villa’s garage. He also knew he was enthralled by her and desperately craved her return.
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Late one lazy summer afternoon, his Dad rousts Steve from his game room, announcing a “family meeting” in just a few minutes. Now, the family consists of Dad, Steve and Suzza. Anything having to do with his new stepmom got Steve’s blood boiling.
He bounds down the stairs and into the great room. Steve is excited to his very core. His Dad and he sit in two big lounge chairs in silent anticipation. Suddenly, Suzza appears on the giant wall monitor via Zoom from wherever she resides in Vegas. She’s sitting at poolside, the intense sun making her blonde mane glow like white hot neon. She is wearing a semi-transparent cover-up which is not covering anything up. Both males can see her bronzed statuesque body and gold slingshot bikini underneath.
“Hiiiya, guys,” She purrs, throwing a brisk gesture of a kiss, “I miss you, Big-Daddy Hunk and little stepson hunk.”
“Oh, Suz, babe,” Dad gushes while Steve is speechless, not believing how close to naked this awesome vixen is, and that she just called him, “hunk”?
“Umm, I’m cumming…” She says breathlessly, hesitating to fluff Her long, luxurious hair before finishing with, “…to visit you.”
“Great, honey,” says Dad.
“Yes, oh, yes,” blurts stepson, watching Her uncross and recross Her spectacularly long, shapely legs. A stiletto-heeled sandal dangles from an outstretched foot.
“Umm, Stevie darling,” Suzza coos, “Congrats on number eighteen.” With that, the saucy siren rolls her hips in a most provocative tease and presses Her arms together to thrust out Her tits. On the other end of the feed, two males moan softly and engorge wildly.
“I want my stepson-cutie to pick me up at the airport. Drive my Lambo, babe.”
Again, Steve is shocked silent, so Dad replies, “ I’ll make sure he’s there. Send me your itinerary, please, sweetheart.”
Suzza gives the laptop camera a sensuously wicked smile as She leans in for a close-up and whispers, “Be prepared, boys. I’m cum…umm…ing,” and the picture fades to black, and the countdown begins.
