Thoughts of Ava

I heard the soft lilt in her voice as she sang to herself.

Trying to be quiet, I was almost on the landing. Then I heard that gentle voice behind me. Even now I get a warm feeling in my belly when when I hear her.

"Jack, c'mere, You've been avoiding me lately, why?"

I turned to face her. She was slender and medium height with dark hair and green eyes. Ava had eyes you could drown in.

"No Ava, I've been really busy with course work at the firefighting academy plus all the physical training that's all."

Being a firefighter is all I ever wanted to be. In my Junior Highschool year I started a strict physical fitness regimen. Also I began taking old exam books out of the local library and practicing for the entrance exam. That paid off. I passed the the test.

She had her arms out. "C'mon." Ava had an inviting smile on her face. She was a lovely black woman, and she wore her hair short. Ava was 5'5", she wasn't slender, nor fat.

Ava was my beautiful stepmom.

She pulled me into her and wrapped me in an embrace.

"I know it's more than that Jack."

"I heard the argument last night between you and dad."

Ava looked at me with her warm green eyes. "Yeah he's determined he wants another baby, but nothing has worked. And he won't consider adoption."

"I wish there was something I could do."

"You don't worry about it Jack, your dad and I will figure this out. You're nineteen and have everything ahead of you."

The next several weeks around the house were tension filled.

The doctors could not find the reason why My dad and Ava couldn't conceive. All tests on both of them indicated they were healthy.

Coming home one day, I found Ava crying. Her face buried in the couch. Her body heaving in sobs.

I went to her.

"Ava it's alright, calm down, tell me what happened." I said.

"Another fight, only this time, he mentioned divorce, I'm glad he's out of town for a week, I need a break."

My mind raced, trying to find a solution. There was adoption. But my dad's stubbornness killed that.

Ava continued. "We had relations a few days ago. I did the home test, it was negative, I haven't told him."

The time for politeness was long past. I didn't want to see a divorce.

"Ava what about you and me?" I said.

"Me and you....???, oh my", Ava looked flushed.

"Ava it's a win/win, you guys get a baby, save your marriage. Me I get my fantasy fulfilled with my hot stepmom, me and dad are close enough DNA wise, that it shouldn't come up."

"Jack are you sure?" Ava touched my arm. I nodded, she led me to my bedroom.

I lay on the bed while Ava gently undressed me. I looked into her eyes as I touched her and removed her clothes. Once naked our hands delighted in exploring each other.

Ava's face and perfume captured me. The taste of her nipples made me harder and I went deeper inside Ava.

"Good boy Jack, give me a baby!"

Each time Ava said that I pushed harder and deeper.

"Oh this is heaven Ava!", I moaned as I flowed into her. I couldn't stop kissing her. We did it again the next day. I gave Ava all the my load. She promised to let me nurse from her in secret. Visions of Ava's growing breasts and belly fired my imagination.

It had been a whirlwind week of incredible sex and passion.

My father came home and we discussed how his trip had been.

I quietly excused myself to give dad and Ava some alone time.

The next morning I heard Ava yell, "Yes, we're going to have a baby!!!"

I came out to see dad and Ava hugging. Ava was facing towards me. My dad's back was towards me.

Ava gave me a thumbs up sign.

"Well this calls for a celebration!" I said.

It was exciting watching Ava grow. Her belly blossomed, her breasts grew.

There is nothing tastier than breast milk in my opinion. What's even hotter is a handjob from my beautiful stepmom.

During the most recent handjob, Ava pinned me against the wall of the laundry room. Laughing, she put her hand down my pants and fondled me till I creamed.

She enjoyed doing this to me, and I enjoyed letting her. Because everyone was happy.

A true WIN/WIN for all.

THE END