OPEN HOUSEHOLD

As I got home, I noticed my stepmom's car wasn't in the drive. She must have a client, I thought, letting myself in.

I'd first met my girlfriend Sam two years ago when we were eighteen, when she and her mom had moved into town and we had enrolled in the same college. I still remember seeing her that first day down the hall -- wavy red hair, sea-blue eyes, slim and curvy 5'4" body, and a smile that could melt the Arctic. I was tongue-tied. But somehow I'd managed to blurt out a sentence that charmed her and we'd begun dating.

A few days later, my dad had said that he'd met someone new, and I'd been overjoyed for him. He'd had a hard hit since mom died when I was four, so the thought that he might have finally found some happiness was amazing news. He'd even let me have a beer -- my very first. I remember trying to look macho and not choke on the bitterness of it. Funny now, because I love beer.

After a few months with Sam, we decided to meet the folks. I arranged for her and her mom to come across and have dinner with me and dad -- I'd done some cooking lessons so I threw together a respectable stir fry. Only to open the door and find out my girlfriend's mom was my dad's girlfriend.

Yep. I didn't see that coming.

Amber was similar to Sam. Stunningly attractive, same body structure, although she was surprisingly tall, at about 5'11", with the same wavy red hair that came down to her chest. They both had curvy bodies, although Sam's chest was bigger than her mom's. Amber had sparkling green eyes, and the same warm smile. Amber was nearly forty, but she had aged so gracefully -- she could have been mid-twenties for all I knew.

Dinner had been awkward. Turns out dad had already proposed to Amber, and they were planning to tell me in the next couple of days when I'd meet her. Dad, of course, said that that meant Sam and I couldn't continue dating, because we'd be stepsiblings. We flat out refused.

Amber, surprisingly, was on our side. We'd already built that bond, just like she and dad had, and it wasn't fair to tell us we had to scrap it just because they were getting married. Young relationships tended not to last, Amber said, and even if ours did, it was our business, not theirs.

Amber was pretty cool.

I had thought dad was pretty cool too. I could understand his logic, even if I didn't agree with it. He and Amber sealed the knot just a year after they'd met. But the day after they got back from the honeymoon, dad vanished -- no note, no goodbye, no nothing. Just a sudden absence, all his savings gone from the bank, and my poor new stepmom suddenly left to care for me by herself.

Amber didn't care much about that last part. Sam and I were given the run of the house, as long as we were careful when guests were around -- we'd had to pretend we'd broken up when our parents announced their engagement. She looked after me as good and true as any mom could.

So I stepped up and got a good-paying part-time job. Although my college had been paid for, Amber was suddenly left at home with bills to pay, so I sent money back to her to help her out however I could. Sam did the same. We still went home for holidays -- because let's face it, getting your own place isn't cheap, and when your mom doesn't care that you're sharing a bed, why hurry? Amber decided to pick up a second job and became an escort. She was tall, graceful, incredibly hot ... and of course, after some drinks at a high-end social event, who could argue the sex had been paid for?

It had been awkward the first time Amber had walked in on me and Sam though. We'd thought Amber had gone to meet a client, and so we'd decided to spice things up on my twentieth birthday by getting it on in the living room. Amber walked in right as I'd had Sam bent over the sofa screaming in pleasure, both of us completely naked. Her client had had to cancel. During dinner that night, she'd calmly said that sex wasn't anything to be embarrassed about -- hell, she had sex all the time with clients. She was often running around when running late almost completely nude herself, so if we wanted to have sex wherever we wanted in the house, we should.

So we started. We were still cautious at first, but eventually we settled into our current swing of things, where I'd bang Sam anywhere I wanted, even in the middle of dinner while Amber sat opposite us.

As I moved up the stairs, pulling myself back from memory lane, I checked in on Sam's bedroom. She wasn't around, which was a shame. I was incredibly horny and desperately wanted Sam's mouth around my cock. Looks like I'd have to settle for some porn.

So I headed to my room, found some cheesy porno from my stash, and began beating myself off.

****

Later, Sam came in, wearing just a baggy t-shirt and some panties. She'd clearly had a shower, because her hair was slightly damp.

"You're back." I smiled, moving across on my bed so she could snuggle in.

"Yeah, about an hour ago." She replied, putting her head on my chest. "I had a shower and replied to some work emails, then figured I should come and say hello because you'd definitely be home by now."

"You went to go and see one of your fuck buddies, didn't you?" I asked nonchalantly.

"Yeah." She raised her head to kiss me. "What were you up to?"

"I was at work." I sighed. "It's a pity, because I came home ready to give you a good fucking."

"Did you indeed?" She raised an eyebrow. "Well, I'm not quite in the mood right now, but how about I give you a little love to tide you over until later?" Her hand glided down my pants and grasped my hardening dick.

"Who am I to refuse?" I joked, pulling my pants down so my dick sprung free. "Take your top off, though."

Sam smiled, getting onto her knees and lifting her top over her head, freeing her large 32-DD tits. She straddled herself over me, keeping her eyes locked on mine as she lowered her mouth around my swollen member. God, how I had needed that. I leant back and watched her work for a few minutes, enjoying the sensation as she moved herself up and down.

"So I've been wondering." She asked, taking a moment and working me with her hand. "Your twenty-first is coming up in a few days. Did you want anything particular?"

I hadn't even thought about it. It wasn't easy to concentrate as she took me back in her mouth again, either. "Uh ... I'm not sure."

"Because I've had an idea on what to get you, but it's a surprise."

"As long as my birthday ends with me being able to fuck your pussy senseless, I don't really mind what happens, if I'm honest." I admitted.

"Not my pussy." She said wickedly, swallowing me whole once more and working me with increasing vigour.

I tensed as I felt myself about to explode. Sam kept going, swallowing it all without missing a beat. As she pulled up, breathing heavily with a twinkle in her eye, the door opened.

"Hey kids." Amber poked her head in, unfazed at seeing her daughter knelt over my dick. "Just letting you know I'm back."

"Hey mom." Sam said, unabashed. "How was your client?" She began licking my dick clean.

"He wasn't terrible, but I've had better." My stepmom admitted. "But never mind. He paid well, that's what's important."

"Don't you get bored of it all?" I asked, patting the bed beside me.

"Not really." Amber shrugged, sitting down. "I've got a big sex drive and this way I get plenty of it while making money to keep you two fed." Sam got me hard again and began sucking me off once more. "I do have a question, though."

"What's that?" Sam asked quickly before devouring my dick again.

"What do you want for your twenty-first birthday, John?" Amber asked me. "It only comes around once, it's an important age."

"I don't know." I admitted. But that brought me back to a point. "What did you mean, Sam, about not fucking you senseless on my birthday?"

Sam lifted her head, taking my dick in her hand while she grinned. "Like I said, it's a surprise. But I've got a good feeling you're going to love it."

Amber looked back and forth between us. "Well, I'll leave you two to it. I've got to go and get dressed anyway, these are yesterday's clothes. If you do think of anything, let me know, John." She put her arm on my shoulder. "But don't take too long."

"I won't, I promise." I nodded. "I'll give it some serious thought tonight. I'm about to cum again, by the way." I said to Sam.

"Spray it all over my face, baby." She said, opening her mouth and closing her eyes. Amber raised an eyebrow as she stood up, but I noticed she was watching as my dick spurted again and again across her daughter's face. Then her eyes moved to me, and saw I was watching her.

"That's the sort of load I wish I'd gotten today." Amber chuckled to me, as she left. "My client barely gave me two spoonfuls."

****

On the morning of my birthday, I woke slowly to the feeling of Sam's ass pressed up against my cock. Sam was still asleep, dressed in one of my t-shirts and my favourite pair of panties. I lowered my hand between her legs and began gently teasing her.

She stirred gently, not awake but clearly becoming aroused. Her legs parted slightly, giving me better access to her pussy, and I rubbed her clit. Sam sighed, waking up as I nuzzled my lips against her neck. "What are you doing?" She moaned.

"You said I couldn't pound your pussy tonight." I reminded her. "So I'm going to do it now. I'm definitely not turning twenty-one without enjoying my girlfriend's gorgeous pussy."

"But you need to make sure you save up for tonight." Sam argued -- although I noticed she wasn't protesting too hard, and she was turning her body around to grasp my dick.

"I'll be fine for tonight, whatever the hell's going on. But right now, I'm fucking you."

"What about breakfast?" Sam tried once more.

"I could fuck you on the table, your mother wouldn't care." I reminded her. "I've done it before. Do you want to take this downstairs?"

Sam nodded, biting her lip. "I've got the whole day planned out, and it begins with me cooking for you. You can fuck me after you've eaten if you're that serious."

As she got up, I removed her top, and stripped myself down naked. "Today's my day, remember? You're not wearing anything today."

Sam laughed, and pulled her panties down, bending over in front of me teasingly. I lent in and licked her clean-shaven pussy as it appeared, and she exhaled in pleasure. "Damnit, John." She moaned. "Come on."

Downstairs, I was surprised to see Amber at the dining table. She was dressed in a long flowing silk nightie. She didn't say anything about us being completely naked as we came down the stairs, although her eyebrow raised slightly. She stood and kissed my cheek as I passed. "Happy birthday, John."

"Thanks, Amber." I said. "I thought you had a client today?"

"I rescheduled." Amber shrugged. "I wasn't going to miss your most important day." She glanced down at my raging hard on. "Didn't Sam take care of you already?"

"She insisted she cook me breakfast first." I said, glancing over at my girlfriend as she bustled around our kitchen.

Amber chuckled. "Such a tease."

"I know." Sam called over. "But breakfast is important. I want to cook him a proper breakfast and prepare him for his surprise tonight."

Amber nodded wisely. "Good thinking." Wait. My stepmom knew what my surprise was tonight?

"Does everyone in this house know what's happening tonight except for me?" I asked. Sam and Amber nodded. "Ok. Awesome. Amber, do you think you can convince your daughter to sort me out, please? I'm intent on fucking her today, even if it has to be this morning."

"Come on, Sam." Amber laughed, getting up. "Let me do breakfast. It's a shame to let the poor man suffer on his special day."

"Oh, alright." Sam rolled her eyes, but let her mom take over the cooking. "Sit down, you." She knelt before me, taking me in her mouth and bobbing her head up and down. Moaning slightly, I leant back, moving her hair out of the way as she worked.

Amber moved around the kitchen, occasionally glancing across to smile at me. "Breakfast won't be much longer, you know." She said finally, checking on some bacon.

"Then I'll take what I can get and finish later." I replied, and pulled Sam off my dick. I picked her up and laid her across the table, burying my face in her pussy. She squealed in pleasure as I ate her, running my tongue across her clit and probing her with a finger at the same time.

"John!" She moaned. "Fuck me!"

"If you insist." I said, standing and running my cock across her pussy. I gently pushed myself in and began pounding away, taking pleasure in the sounds of her grunting and moaning as I thrust repeatedly into her. "Damn, your pussy feels so fucking good."

"Trust me, your cock feels better." She moaned. "I'm so glad mom lets us do this."

"You mean fuck wherever we want?" I asked, looking across at the kitchen as Amber moved some bacon into the oven to keep it warm while she began scrambling some eggs.

"Yeah." Sam grunted. "Or even just fuck. I'd be so disappointed if we'd really broken up when we said we had."

"We're never going to have to." I said, increasing my pace. "Your pussy is mine forever, Sam."

Sam's tits bounced wildly as I thrust ever quicker against her, her face locked in a constant expression of pleasure. After a few minutes, she began screaming in ecstasy. "Shit, John, you're going to make me cum!" She yelled.

"Ah, fuck." I was in heaven as her pussy contracted around me, Sam writhing in her orgasm. As she shuddered, calming down a little, Amber appeared with two plates. "Ok, guys, eat first. You can finish afterwards."

Reluctantly, I stopped pounding my stepsister's pussy and pulled out. She breathed for a moment, and then lifted herself up and kissed me. "The wait will be worth it, I hope."

"Me too." I said, sitting down and eating quickly. Sam did the same. "God, I need that pussy as quick as fucking possible."

"Then stop talking and eat so you can get it." Sam replied.

Amber rolled her eyes at the two of us as we devoured our plates. "You two are like rabbits in spring." She headed into the kitchen to get her own plate.

I nodded in agreement, but didn't stop to reply. I was too determined to finish eating so I could get back to giving Sam a decent fucking. Amber set herself up opposite the two of us, reading a newspaper as she ate calmly.

It didn't take Sam and I very long to finish our breakfasts, and we hurried our plates across to the sink. "Get back on that table." I ordered her, as we hurried back.

Amber picked up her plate as Sam lay back across the table, and I thrust easily back into her, swiftly easing back into the rhythm we had had to pause while we had breakfast.

"Ah, shit." Sam sighed, relaxing as I pounded her. "That's amazing. Tonight's girl is incredibly lucky."

"Do I know this girl I'm meeting tonight?" I asked.

Sam nodded, biting her lip as we moved. "Ah, fuck! Yeah, you know her. That's all I'm saying."

"Amber?" I asked hopefully.

But Amber shook her head. "I'm not saying anything. It's Sam's birthday surprise to you."

Worth a shot, I shrugged, and continued to fuck Sam as Amber ate her breakfast. After a few minutes, Sam came again, clenching around my dick as I thrust against her repeatedly.

I glanced across at Amber, who was idly looking through her paper, her plate empty on the table beside her. Every so often she'd glance up at us, and it was kind of hot to lock eyes with my stepmom while my dick was buried within my stepsister.

Sam was rubbing her clit furiously, awash in her ecstasy and cumming again and again on my cock. I pulled out of her and lifted her up to kiss her heavily. She smiled and lowered herself, taking my shaft into her mouth for a minute before bending across the table, lifting one leg up. "Fuck me, baby. Come all over my back."

I needed no second invitation. I desperately needed release and Sam knew it. I pushed into her and began thrusting with an increased urgency, feeling my own pleasure building. Sam moaned and bit her lip as she looked back towards me. "Fuck, John! You feel so fucking good."

"Not nearly as good as you do." I said back. "Are you ready for it?"

Sam nodded, laying on her chest and smiling. I pulled out of her and aimed along her back as I began spurting my load. The first shot flung across the table, smacking Amber in the face. She recoiled in surprise. The second also went across the table, landing in my stepmother's cleavage. The third and fourth shots landed on Sam's upper back. The fifth and final spurt landed on her ass.

"Shit!" I panicked. "Amber, I'm sorry." Sam looked up to see what I was apologising about and began laughing.

"It's ok." Amber laughed too, the shock abating. "I'd forgotten how far you could shoot. Besides, I still need to shower today anyway."

"Did you get it all out of your system?" Sam asked, kissing me again.

"For the moment." I replied.

"Well, it's time to start prepping you for tonight." Sam smiled. "Let's get you dressed to impress."Sam had taken me shopping. Amber wasn't home when we got back - a note on the dining table read, be back tonight. See you guys soon.

"Why did we need to buy entirely new clothes for tonight?" I asked, as Sam held up a fine, blue-patterned shirt. "What was wrong with my normal wardrobe?"

"Well, it's a bit lacking in grace, babe." Sam said matter-of-factly, putting the shirt to one side and holding up a suit jacket while she pursed her lips. "Do you want to wear a jacket, or did you want to go a little more casual?"

I shrugged. "Dealer's choice." I replied. "I'm going to hit the shower, come join me once you're all finished up choosing my outfit."

"Your date is an hour!" Sam protested with a smile. "You can't be thinking of shower sex this late in the game, surely?"

"Last I checked, it's still my birthday. I'm pretty sure that means I still make the rules."

Sam rolled her eyes at me. "Fine, you addict. Go. I'll be there in a few."

Grinning, I began chucking my clothes on the floor as I headed into the bathroom. Sam and I shared a bathroom sat between our two bedrooms, but we spent so much time in each other's rooms that we pretty much had one giant bedroom in two separate spaces.

As I started up the shower, I heard Sam moving around in her room as she decided what I was going to wear to meet my mysterious date. So far, all I'd figured out was that I knew whoever I was about to go and meet, and Sam was talking like the possibility of tonight ending in sex was all but guaranteed. Sometimes, having a girlfriend who didn't give a shit who else you slept with on the side was incredible. But, having a girlfriend who actively found you a fuck buddy on your twenty-first birthday was even better.

The sound of the shower door opening made me turn around. Sam was slyly leaning against the frame, completely naked. Her amazing huge tits were perfectly sat on her chest, and her legs were crossed so I could only see the beginning of her gorgeous pussy lips. Her red hair hung loosely around her shoulders and chest, exactly the way she knew I liked it.

I said nothing as I pulled her in, shutting the door behind her. Our lips met with a passion we rarely exhibited anymore, so used to being able to fuck around the house whenever we wanted that it rarely had the spark of excitement and surprise. But the ferocity my stepsister kissed me with now was a fervour that we hadn't properly experienced in several months.

As my hands wandered freely over her body, squeezing her ass and teasing her tits, hers gently fondled my dick with enough motion to bring a sense of satisfaction without building it to the point of orgasm. "Someone's eager." She laughed around my mouth as she felt my full erection.

"Says you!" I chuckled back.

Sam lowered herself down onto her knees, licking my shaft from the bottom all the way up to its tip. "You have no idea." She said, before engulfing my entire seven inches in her mouth. I sighed with content and placed my hand gently on her head as she moved. Sam was an amazing cocksucker, and I couldn't believe how lucky I was to have this kind of treatment whenever I wanted. I looked down at my beautiful stepsister and girlfriend as she worked, her eyes looking up at me with that sly twinkle, and her hand buried between her legs as she treated me.

After a few minutes of enjoying the special treatment, and enjoying the sight of Sam's eyes locked on mine, I beckoned to her, and she immediately rose to kiss me. Our tongues duelled ferociously as our hands explored each other once again, and then I turned her around and lined my dick up with her pussy.

She groaned as I entered her, and I wasted no time in giving her the pounding I knew she loved. She grunted again and again as I slammed against her perfect ass, my hands firmly holding and massaging her tits. She reached back with one hand to cup my neck, her face turned back towards me, her eyes filled with love and lust.

I lowered my head to her neck, sensually nuzzling my mouth against her. As she sighed with pleasure and tilted her head to one side to give me better access, I bit down, drawing a gasp of surprise from her.

"Aaaahh, shit." She moaned, as I kissed her neck passionately in the spot I'd bitten. "You're a right pain in the ass, you know that?"

"I could be." I laughed, moving a finger along her body to grasp her juicy buttcheek.

"Don't you dare." She grunted, moving her hand back to steady herself against the wall. "Fuck, John, I'm about to cum!"

"So am I." I replied, feeling her pussy tightening around my shaft. "Where do you want it all, sis?"

"Fill me up, brother." She squealed, losing herself as she came. "Cum inside my pussy!"

I grunted as I thrust deep inside her and let loose everything I had. I recharged pretty fast, so despite unloading everything I had earlier this morning, I could feel a pretty big load of cum shoot inside Sam's pussy.

"Damn, you haven't pulled the 'sis' card in a while!" Sam commented as I pulled out of her.

"I know." I grinned as I kissed her. "I thought you'd like it, seeing as you were particularly invigorated this time."

Sam took some body wash in her hands and began washing my dick clean gently. "I did like it, you're right. But you need to go and get dressed and get off to your date now. I just hope a shower shag hasn't taken it all out of you."

"Nah." I shrugged as her hands massaged my cock, even bringing it back up to an erection. "I'll just last even longer now because I'm all empty." I kissed Sam one last time, and then waved goodbye as I got out of the shower to go and meet my mysterious date.

****

Sam had given me directions to a nice restaurant a few towns over, so it took me nearly an hour to drive there. Of course, because I'd been a bit busy sticking my dick in her, that meant I was a little late for my date.

She'd chosen to dress me in a cream-colored shirt and black pants. I'll be honest, once I saw myself dressed, I understood why Sam felt the need to drag me shopping for a couple hours - nothing I'd owned previously was this good.

"Table for John?" I said to the server at the door as I entered.

"Of course." He said with a slight French accent as he looked down his list. "Your lady has already arrived - please, follow me."

I felt the prickle of butterflies begin in my stomach as I followed the server into the restaurant - but I think I pretty much swayed when I saw the knockout date sitting at my table. Because I did know her.

Amber was sat with a glass of red wine, dressed in a stunning light blue dress that left one shoulder bare, although I could see an identical light blue bra strap running over that shoulder. The dress clung tightly to her torso, accentuating the curves of her breasts, and then hung loosely past her waist.

She greeted me with a smile and a kiss on my cheek as the server took my drink order, and then as he headed away to fetch it, I turned to my stepmother in shock.

"Amber? You're my date?"

"I sure am." She smiled warmly. "Sam asked me if I'd be up for entertaining you for the evening as a birthday treat - it's not every day a young man turns twenty-one now, is it?"

"But Sam made it sound like I'd be having sex with my date tonight." I spluttered.

Amber shrugged, still smiling warmly at me. "If you want. I mean, it's not like I haven't seen you two kids going at it just this morning. You and I wouldn't really be any different to you and Sam."

She was right. We weren't exactly reserved about our sex life as a family. Sam and I went from fully clothed to fucking each other senseless and then cumming everywhere in front of Amber half a dozen times a week. Amber, for her part, was open about her clientele and sometimes went around the house in nothing more than her panties, especially when she was in a hurry about getting ready for a client, so I'd definitely gotten a good eyeful of my stepmother more than once - and damn was she worth a look.

But Sam had been my girlfriend long before she was my stepsister, and Amber had pretty much always been my stepmom. So although we were open about sex, although Amber had seen me naked and I'd seen everything her glorious body had to offer except her pussy, there had never once been anything sexual between us. This morning when I'd shot my cum on her had been the first sexual contact we'd had - and that had been by accident.

"Look, don't think too much on it for now." Amber said soothingly, putting one hand on mine. "Right now, it's just you and me, and a nice dinner. Alright?"

I nodded. "I'm just going to call Sam though."

Amber smiled wider. "Of course, sweetie. Take as much time as you need, ok?"

I stepped outside to a quiet area and phoned Sam. She answered on the fourth ring. "I'm guessing you met my birthday surprise." She laughed.

"Yeah, I'm not going to lie, that was a bit weird!" I replied. "Why'd you set me up with your mom?"

"Three reasons, really." Sam admitted. "Firstly, I've seen you checking her out. Don't worry, I'm not jealous or anything, but I knew you found her attractive and thought you might appreciate the opportunity to get some. Secondly, mom hasn't had a sex partner who actually cares about her sexual needs in a long time, and she's seen how you take care of me. So when I asked her if she'd treat you on your birthday, she said yes."

I was a bit moved by her consideration for her mom. I hadn't thought about Amber being more of an actress in her job than a partner. An errant thought crossed my mind wondering when she'd last had an orgasm. "What's the third reason?"

"I'll be honest, the third reason is rather recent." Sam giggled sheepishly. I didn't answer, so after a moment, she continued. "Seeing your cum on her face and tits was a bit of a turn on."

Ok, that was a bigger shock than seeing Amber was my date. "You were turned on seeing your stepbrother's cum all over your mom?"

"Oh, don't!" Sam moaned. "Just go and enjoy yourself, ok? I'll see you tomorrow -"

"Tomorrow?!"

"Yes. We got a hotel room so you can really enjoy yourselves. That's why the date is so far away, so no one will question why you show up to a hotel room with your stepmom. Now go and have fun! I love you."

"I love you too." I smiled, and hung up the phone.

Back inside, Amber had been given menus to peruse. My drink order, a beer, was also sat on the table. My stepmom looked up and gave me that warm, open smile as I sat back down. "So? Everything ok?"

I nodded. "Sam explained. She said you agreed in part because most of your clients don't consider your needs. Is that true?"

Amber nodded. "Sadly. I do have one or two on occasion who really want the full experience, including me to have real pleasure, but most guys just want their satisfaction and then it's over."

"How long has it been for you?" I asked. "Since you had a proper, caring lover?"

Amber considered for a moment. "I'd have to say nearly three years. One of my earlier clients. Sadly he met someone shortly after, but before he did he saw me regularly. Wanted me to enjoy it as much as he did. More, in fact. It wasn't uncommon for him to give me ten orgasms before he finally came himself."

"Why isn't it weird for you that you see me fucking Sam all the time?"

Amber chuckled. "Why would it be? Some people are quite open about sex, John, like us. As long as you're happy and she's happy, I'm happy. And besides, you two are adults. You give me money to help pay bills, the mortgage, put food on the table. The two of you have as much a claim to every inch of that house as I do. And I can hardly be judgemental when I'm practically nude myself half the time, can I?"

"And you don't think it's weird that your daughter has set the two of us up?"

Amber shook her head. "Not in the slightest. I love you like a son, but we both know I met you as a man. I've seen that monster you keep between your legs. And I'm not blind, either - I've seen you eyeing me up when I'm showing. We're both sexual people, John. The act isn't weird unless we make it weird."

I sat for a moment, taking it all in.

"You ok there?" My stepmom asked softly, her hand back on mine once again.

I nodded slowly. "Just thinking we'd better eat so we can take this back to the hotel."

Amber's smile turned into a grin, and she picked up her menu and beckoned for a waiter.

****

We took Amber's car back to the hotel, leaving mine in the carpark. Amber checked in swiftly, and then we headed up to the room together. It was a beautiful little room, with a sofa, a massive soft bed, kitchen, and a large bathroom with both a shower and bathtub.

"This is very cosy." I cooed softly, looking around as we entered.

Amber nodded absently. "That it is." She headed towards the kitchen. "Do you want some coffee?"

"Sure." I replied, taking our bags into the bedroom.

When I came back out to sit on the sofa, Amber was moving around in the kitchen making us both coffee. She brought me over a mug and sat next to me gently, her body partially turned towards me. My eyes drifted over her chest, admiring the way her dress clung so tightly to her torso, before lifting them to gaze into her gorgeous emerald green eyes.

"So." I said simply.

"So." Amber replied, with a slight smile, taking a sip of her coffee.

"I'm not going to lie, this is a little bit awkward." I confessed.

Amber nodded understandingly. "We can take this at whatever speed you want. We don't even need to do anything if you don't want to."

"No, I do." I said, quickly. "I do, it's just ... I love Sam, and I love you too, but I love Sam as a girlfriend, and you're my stepmom. It's a different relationship."

"You're my stepson, and I love you as such. But taking care of each other in a sexual manner doesn't mean that we're going to fall in love. I think you and Sam are a great fit together. I remember when she came home the first day of school after you asked her out. She was so excited. That's why I argued with your father when he told you two to split up. I wasn't going to make her happiness - and yours, for that matter - a secondary priority to my own."

"I thought I'd made a mess of it." I remembered, laughing. "I was surprised she'd said yes."

"And look at the two of you now. You fit together like two halves of a puzzle."

I nodded slowly, smiling as I gazed into space.

"So help me out of this dress." Amber said, turning around and gesturing to the zipper running down her back.

I nodded, content now, and put my coffee down on the table. I reached out and began undoing her dress zipper, revelling as her skin was revealed to me. Amber's skin was especially smooth and divine, seeming to glow under my hands. She was so similar in appearance to Sam as well - apart from their height, eye color, and breast size, they could have been twins.

Amber stepped out of her dress, now stood before me in just her lingerie - light blue bra and panties that matched her dress exactly. She beckoned to me, and as I rose I realised, perhaps for the first time, Amber was almost the same height as me. She pulled me in for a deep kiss, her hands undressing me as mine explored her.

As she pulled away my underwear, my dick sprung free, already rigid from anticipation. "Oh my." Amber laughed. "It'll be interesting to see what this hunk of meat does for me, won't it?" She grinned, and began lowering herself to her knees.

My eyes almost rolled into the back of my head as she enveloped me in her mouth. Sam was an amazing cocksucker, but she had nothing on Amber's years of experience. She was graceful, and knew all the right angles and moves to make, but she was still sweet and gentle - sucking me with the intensity of a lover and the care of a stepmother.

"As amazing as this is, it hardly seems fair that I'm naked and getting some, while you're still partially dressed and waiting." I said after my voice came back to me.

Amber said nothing, but she stopped sucking me off and simply stood waiting before me. I took her bra off first, revealing those perfect 32-C tits I had seen so many times. Beneath her panties were a mystery, and I wanted to savour the reveal as much as I could.

I bent my head slightly, running my tongue over my stepmom's nipples in circular motions, gently biting down on them sporadically, drawing gasps of pleasure and shock from Amber as she held my head close. I let one hand wander down her back to cup her firm, juicy ass as I worked, and damn - that was one hell of an ass.

Without warning, I picked Amber up, carrying her through to the bedroom and throwing her down on the bed. I parted her legs and gently kissed her inner thighs, massaging her pussy through her panties with one hand. Amber was moaning gently as I worked, but I knew the best part of the foreplay for her was yet to come.

When I couldn't wait any longer to see my stepmom's gorgeous pussy, I slowly took off her panties, and I was not disappointed. It was freshly shaven, beautiful, and moist from the teasing I had given her. I leant my head in, and began to use my tongue.

Amber's moan of pleasure could probably have been heard in the next room, but I didn't stop, slipping a finger in to add to her ecstasy. Amber's hand grasped my head as I worked, and her breathing was uneven, even ragged - I hadn't heard her get this way even when she'd entertained some of her regular clients at home.

Amber suddenly screamed as she came, clenching me close as her body shuddered and trembled. I looked up, and she smiled sweetly at me as she pulled me close to kiss me. "I haven't had an orgasm like that in three years." She whispered, as she rolled on top of me. "I can't wait any longer - I need you inside me."

She slowly impaled herself on my rod, bracing herself as she adjusted to it. "Most clients aren't nearly so big as you." She chuckled. "Give me a moment." I nodded as she breathed slowly, waiting for her to ride me.

As Amber began moving herself up and down my shaft, there was a surprising sweetness and gentle rhythm to it. It was less like a hook up and more like lovemaking. She rode me with a slow and steady pace, rather than a fast and furious bounce.

"This is different." I commented, as my hands wandered across her waist and up her stomach to play with her tits.

Amber leant forward until she was on top of me, her chest pressed against mine. She moved her hair out of the way so that we could both see each other clearly. "If you want to fuck, we can. Whatever you want, it's yours. But just remember, John, you are first and foremost my stepson, and I am always going to look after you." Then she kissed me sweetly and passionately, never once breaking stride in her slow and steady bouncing on my dick.

"Does that mean ... you and me -?"

She smiled. "Whenever, wherever, however. It doesn't matter what we're doing or who we're with. If you want me, I'm yours. But -" and she leaned in close to my ear to nibble it playfully "- don't think I'm going to let you loan me out to your friends for free, mister. If you want me to have fun with you in front of others, then I will. But if you expect them to join in, I expect my standard rates."

"I'm not pimping you out. Are you nuts?" I replied, awed at being given permission to use this heavenly body whenever I wanted. "I'm keeping you all to myself."

Amber smiled wider, and she kissed me again as we made passionate love. My stepmom was certainly well practiced in kissing and bouncing. Although I was clumsy at it, not usually making such a move, she kept guiding my lips back to hers, moaning deep in her throat instead of aggressively grunting like Sam usually did.

I reached down between her legs with one hand, gently playing with her clit while she rode me. She spread her legs slightly more to give me better access, and although she never broke her slow and steady rhythm, I felt her breathing become slightly more uneven, her moaning become more intense, and a general urgency to her actions that suggested she was going to cum.

And cum Amber did. She pulled away to sit upright, her face alight in ecstasy and pleasure as she continued to slowly lift herself up and down my shaft in a gentle lovemaking rhythm. Unlike her first orgasm, this one was much quieter. I had certainly never had this kind of sex with Sam, and it was pleasantly different to experience. The gentle rhythm also helped me to maintain a slow build of pleasure, rather than feeling it rush and explode prematurely. After all, Amber's body was as divine as her daughter's, albeit in a different way, and I intended to make this first experience last as long as possible.

Deciding to take charge, I got out from underneath Amber and came around behind her. She got on all fours quickly as I lined myself up with her pussy lips. As I entered her once again, I tried hard to keep her slow, tender pace, but I found myself wanting to increase and pound her from behind.

"It's ok." Amber panted, as I slowed myself down for the fourth time. "Do what feels natural. Fuck me hard if that's what you want to do."

With my stepmom's blessing, I began pounding her with an increased vigor and rhythm. "I might have to think about having you and Sam together at the same time." I grunted, as Amber moved in tandem with me.

She laughed slightly. "If you really want that, then I'll give you that."

I pulled Amber up so we were both on our knees, her back leant against my chest, my dick still buried inside her. As I continued to fuck her, my hands roamed over her body, playing with her tits, her clit, caressing her stomach and her hips. Amber reached back with one hand to cup the back of my neck, not unlike Sam had this morning in the shower, and I decided to pull the same move once again. I nuzzled her neck, and like mother like daughter, Amber moaned with pleasure as she tilted her head to give me better access. As she did, I bit down, drawing a gasp of shock and pleasure from my stepmom as I ran my teeth across her neck.

"Oh, fuck." Amber sighed. "I haven't had a love bite since I was a teenager."

"Well, I wouldn't want to disappoint my stepmom." I chuckled, giving her another nip. "Shit, Amber, you feel so fucking good."

"So do you." Amber replied, pulling away so that she could lie down. "Come here, fuck me like this."

I lay on top of Amber, entering her easily now that we were both incredibly lubricated. She wrapped one leg between mine and the other around my ass, grasping me firmly with both hands and kissing me with a shocking intensity.

"I can't believe I spent the last year watching you fuck my daughter and had no idea the pleasure your cock could bring. I'd have been using it a lot earlier!" Amber remarked. "I'm so close to cumming, John!"

"So am I." I admitted. "Where do you want it?"

"You can cum inside me if you want to." Amber replied. "Or anywhere. My body is your fucktoy."

"What if you get pregnant?" I asked.

"Don't worry." Amber shook her head slightly, eyes beginning to roll as her orgasm threatened to take her. "I can't get pregnant. Having Sam was a miracle. The doctors told me it wouldn't happen again. Oh fuck!"

Amber screamed as her third orgasm took her, her body shuddering beneath mine, her pussy clenching around my shaft in her ecstasy. That took me over the edge, and I felt myself explode, shooting load after load after load into my stepmother's heavenly body - shooting so much that I didn't even think I could hold that much, especially after I'd already cum twice today.

As I collapsed, spent, next to Amber, she chuckled slightly and kissed me gently. "That was definitely a good birthday surprise." I winked at her.

"I'm glad you liked it." She said, turning around and spooning into me as I turned off the lights. "Goodnight, sweetheart."

"Goodnight, Amber."