My husbands son is home from boarding school. This has been the first week he is in the house since his father married me. He is quite the little snoopy fucker. He isn’t a sissy in anyway but his attraction to my things are a tad on the naughty side. I can tell he goes through my toys though if he is using them I don’t really know. I can hear him listening at the door when I fuck his dad. I wonder what he thinks about the man who raised him taking it up the ass from his hot blonde trophy wife. Finding my black stocking covered in his cum was the last straw. Time for step-mommy to teach him a lesson.
I put my stocking in his backpack that he was taking to beach with his friends. Best case he will see it and will be so mortified it will never happen again. Worst case his punishment will be “like father, like son” He came home and headed right to his room without a hello. I left him to think things over while I changed into one of his dad’s fave mistress outfits. I slipped on my strap-on and barged into his room.
“I know you stroke your 14 year old cock while you listen to me fucking your dad”, I hissed at him. I also know what you do with my black stocking you little perv. He looked scared but I could see his cock getting hard in his shorts. “Beg me to fuck you like I fuck your dad”, I demanded of him. He got on all fours and begged me. Showing no mercy I plunged my strap-on in his tight little virgin ass. I reached around with my perfect manicured hand and fucked and stroked him he he begged me to stop. Good boys always beg. “Clean yourself up and join me for dinner”, I said.
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