Stepmom Helps Her Son Get Jerk Off

I was kneeling in my garden planting some pink Iris bulbs when my husbands ex pulled into the driveway. I can't stand the bitch but I try to be cordial mainly for my husband's sake I stand up and wave, "Hi Karen"

"Is Deshawn home?!" she asked tortily.

"No he's on the road right now." I say and I see my stepson Luther seated in the back of the Land Rover and it looks as if he's crying. "Is Lute okay?" I call my stepson Lute, it's my nickname for him and it pisses Karen off to no end, even after eight years.

She frowns and shakes her head, "Damn it I was hoping he'd be home. Do you know when he'll be back?"

"He just left last night for a two week run, Karen." I say, still looking at Lute. "Is he okay?" I asked and walked over and opened the back passenger door for him. His face is red and there are tears streaming down his cheeks. "What's wrong honey?" I asked reaching for him, but he bats my hand away and steps outta the vehicle and hurries past me in a huff. I watch him push past his mother before disappearing inside the house.

"What the hell is going on? What's wrong with him?" I snapped.

Karen started pacing back and forth with her fists drawn at her sides, "Oh that boy has embarrassed me so bad, it ain't even funny!! Gill walked in and caught him jerking off last night to a picture on his phone. And do you know who that picture was of...?"

I rolled my eyes now and I was getting impatient "No Karen I do not!" I was getting a bit impatient since she hasn't answered my question concerning Lute.

She made a show of reaching into her fake ass snake skinned Berkin's purse and she withdrew my son's cellphone. I knew it was Lute's because I'd bought it for him last week for his eighteenth birthday. He loves that phone.

I watched Karen turn on the phone and bring up his pictures, "Look!" she snapped handing me the phone. My mouth dropped because it was a picture of me and I'm posing by our swimming out back and I'm dressed in my black euro bikini. "Wow!" I laughed.

"Did you pose for my son in that trashy little outfit, Wendy?!!"

"No! I did not!" I said trying to hold back a laugh.

She folded her arms and gave me an accusing stare, like I was lying to her.

I smiled and shook my head, "I'm telling the truth, Karen. I did not pose for this picture. I don't know where he got it."

"Well keep scrolling they get worse, Wendy!"

I did and holy crap they did THEY get worse. There were pictures of me in the same bikini with me straddling the chaise lounge with my ass to the camera. And I have this expression on my face like I'm being fucked from behind. Next was of me lying on my back. I'm holding my ankles with my legs spread wide and the bikini bottoms are barely covering my labia.

Slowly I started to remember I did pose for these pics but it was my husband that was taking the pictures not Lute! AND shit he had them all even my topless pics ans my pussy pics. Shit he even had the sex video that Deshawn and I made!

Thank goodness Karen hadn't seen that or she would have certainly led with that tid bit. I held back a laugh and tried to keep a straight face.

Oh crap what if Gill saw it and now maybe he has it downloaded to his phone. Ah shit!! I busted out laughing at that. I could see Karen's husband now, jerking off to me being fucked.

"This is not amusing Wendy. Not in the least!"

I stopped laughing and looked at her and shook my head, "I did pose for these photos, Karen, but it was Deshawn who took the pictures."

"What? And you expect me to believe that, Wendy?"

"I really don't give a shit what you believe, but it is the truth! Deshawn gets lonely when he's out on the road and he ask me to pose for him. I did it so he would have me to think about, while he's stuck in some lonely truck stop thousands of miles away!"

She gave me a disgusted look and folded her arms, "Something he can jerk off to you mean!"

She reached for the phone and I slapped her hand away, "You're not getting this back!! It belongs to my son. I bought it for him!"

She shook her head, "I do hope you clear those pics from his phone before you give it back to him."

"I'll think about it." I said with a smile. I have all intentions of deleting the photos but I wasn't going to tell her that. I wanted to leave her guessing.

She shook her head and bit her lip, "Please delete the photos, Wendy. I'm trying to raise him right."

I rolled my eyes, "And so am I Karen. There is nothing wrong with the human body..."

"Oh stop it for fuck sake Wendy, save your hippie bullshit for someone else. He's lusting after you and that's just sick!"

I smiled at her, "And I have no problem with that and I'm certainly not going to embarrass him over it. A lot of guys out there have a thing for their mothers."

"You're not his mother, I am!" she screamed.

I decided to take it one step further just to piss the bitch off even more, "I think you're just jealous Karen."

"What...?!" she gasped.

"Yeah our son loves me more than he loves you." I laughed and that earned me a slap and one that set me on my ass. Let me just describe Karen and then I'll describe myself.

Karen is one of the ugliest black women I have ever met and with a horrible attitude to boot. She's five foot eight and as big as a man and what my dear husband saw in her is beyond me.

I on the other hand am white as snow, a petite blond at five feet even and I have the strength of a mouse. But I do have a tight little body, one that her ex-husband... MY husband now... loves to fuck with his big black cock. The bitch is so jealous of me.

But none of that mattered at the moment with the fat bitch looming over me with blood in her eyes. She bent down and grabbed me by the front of my Camisole and drew back to punch me in the face. "I'm gonna knock those blue eyes right of your fucking head you little slut!" she hissed, spittle spraying on me. The bitch was certainly pissed and it was at that moment that I realized that I may have taken things a little too far.

I closed my eyes preparing myself for the punch, when the front door suddenly burst open.

"Get your fucking hands off my mom!!" Lute shouted rushing over and grabbing her arm and pushing her back... staving my execution thankfully. Then he gently escorted her around to the back of the SUV so they could talk.

Meanwhile I sat up and looked around to find the neighbors were out standing on their lawns and looking my way. But none of them came to help. Typical suburbanites I was definitely going to get a note from the home owners association over this. Fuck'em!

I got up none the worse for wear and made my way up the front porch steps and into the front door, slamming it behind me.

My adrenaline was pumping as I made my way to the hall bathroom to take a look at my face. My right cheek was red and my lower lip was starting to swell. I was thankful that, that was the only damage I had to my face.

I went to the kitchen and made myself an ice pack and then sat down at the island. Wow my cheek was burning.

Pretty soon the front door opened and I heard Lute walk inside and he came straight to the kitchen and the first words from his lips were, "Shit mom I'm so sorry!"

"I'm fine baby don't worry about it." I said holding the ice pack to my lip.

"Yeah but still..." he said taking me under the chin to look at my face. "Damn!"

"Lute where did you get those pics?" I asked point blank.

He frowned and looked down at the floor.

I gently took his face in my hands, "I'm not mad at you Lute and I don't want you to feel embarrassed either." I kissed his cheek, "Okay?"

He nodded and sighed, "I stole them from dad's phone."

I sighed with relief at least Deshawn hadn't given them to him. "How?"

"You know how dad doesn't have a lock on his phone, right?"

I rolled my eyes and smiled, "Yes!" The man has never locked his phone as long as I have been married to him.

Lute continued, "Well I downloaded the pics to myself as a text message and saved them to my gallery."

"Please tell me that you haven't shown them to anyone?"

"No mom I promise you I haven't." he said with sincere eyes.

I sighed with relief again, "Thank goodness!"

"I told mom what I did, so we're straight now. She even made me delete the photos in front of her and she promised me that she wouldn't tell dad. Here you can check if you want to." He held the phone out to me.

I pushed the phone back to him, "No I trust you sweetie. But did you delete the video too?"

He blushed and looked down at the floor, "Yes mom."

"Why were you masturbating to my photos, Lute?" I asked not knowing why I wanted to know. But I did.

"B... b... because..." he stuttered "... I... I..."

My son stutters when he gets nervous and at the moment he was trembling. I gently took his face in my hands and made him look at me, "Calm down sweetie, I'm not mad at you."

"Y... you're really not m... mad?"

I shook my head and laughed, "Look I was raised with two older brothers, you know Mack and Teddy... your uncles. They gave my mother hell when they got eighteen."

"Really?!" he asked, his chocolate colored eyes wide. "So they had a crush on nana too?"

"Well yes. But you have to understand that in the rural farming community where we lived at the time there weren't that many available young women. So my mom had to make concessions to relieve them of their...? How should I say it... their burdens." I pumped the air with my fist.

Lute's mouth dropped, "She helped them jerk off?"

This time I turned red with embarrassment. My mom was probably rolling over in her grave right now with me telling this. I shrugged so what? I didn't blame her, she had to do what she had to do to keep the boys working on the farm. That and she didn't have a man to comfort her and take care of her needs.

"Did you see them?"

I quickly shook my head, "Oh no they kept it all under wraps as you would say. In fact once or twice a week they would put me out of the house and I'd have to sleep in the barn." I chortled.

"That's messed up mom."

"That's just the way it was back then baby."

"So they never tried anything with you?"

I giggled, "Oh no they never did, mama took care of their needs trust me."

"Wow! Nana was something else wasn't she?" he laughed.

I chortled and nodded, "She was a very determined woman that's for sure and her farm ran like clock work." I said and both of us laughed at that.

When we stopped laughing I looked at him, "So I understand what a young man like you is going through. Your body is changing and you suddenly find yourself being guided by certain desires. It's natural Lute so don't worry about it."

Lute frowned and nodded, "Sometimes it's hard for me to even think straight... with you know..." he said and looked down at his crotch and then back at me.

I giggled and looked down to find a bulge in the crotch of his gym pants. My eyes went wide. "Goodness sweetie." I quickly looked away.

"Sorry mom."

"I'm actually kinda flattered that a young man like you could find me attractive at forty two years old." I said and flicked one of the numerous braids on top of his head.

He smiled and blushed, "You're not old mom and you damn sure are not ugly." he winked.

I chortled and looked him in the eye, "So you're attracted to me..." I shrugged "... so what. I still trust you and you're still my son no matter what and I don't want you to feel ashamed."

"Mom says that I'm a pervert for wanting to masturbate."

"Hog wash darling, you're not a pervert because you want to please yourself."

"So how often do you masturbate Lute?" I don't know why I was asking that.

He shook his head, "Ah mom...?" he turned red and laughed.

"I'm serious." I said smacking his shoulder.

"Ouch!" he laughed.

"Tell me!" I chortled.

"I only did it that one time and Gill caught me. SO I didn't actually complete it."

"So you're telling me that you didn't ejaculate?" I asked.

He shook his head, "No..."

"Ah you poor thing." I said and ran my fingers through his braids. My husband has braids too and I just enjoy running my fingers through them when we're making love.

I looked at him to see if he was lying, because I can always tell. And looking at him now I can see that he was being truthful. "You don't know how do you?" I asked.

"What...?"

I smiled tenderly, "You heard me. You don't know how to masturbate do you?"

He frowned and looked away, "I know how, but I'm just scared, is all."

"Goodness baby it's the most natural in this world. Every man does it, even if he is married." I laughed.

"You mean dad does it to?"

"Yes baby, even your dad. Why do you think I allowed him to take those pictures of me?"

"... and video." Lute reminded me.

I rolled my eyes, "Yes and video." I smacked his arm.

"SO what scares you about masturbating, honey?"

"I don't know, I start and it feels so good and then this over whelming feeling of pleasure starts and... I stop."

I had to laugh at that.

"Please don't laugh, mom. It's hard enough for me to talk to you about this." he said.

I shook my head, "I don't think it's funny sweetie trust me. But that feeling, that scares you..." I stopped "... it's when you are at the precipice of an orgasm."

He shook his head confused, "But...?"

"But nothing!" I said and I took his hand. "Come with me."

Lute got up and I led him out of the kitchen.

"Where are we going?"

I stopped and turned to him, "Do you trust me, Lute?"

"Yes mom you know I do."

"Then come on!" I pulled him down the hall to the basement door and I opened it. I literally had to drag him down the steps.

"But this is your special area mom! Dad told me that I wasn't allowed down here."

"I know but I'm giving you permission, so that makes it okay!" I giggled. He was right the basement was mine. It was my "she shed" or my layer if you will, and no one was allowed down here, not even Deshawn.

I had the entire basement painted in a soft pink along with bright florescent pink curtains and an oversize pink glittering bean bag sofa.

Lute stopped at the foot of the stairs and took in the room with wide eyes. "Oh man

"Pink much?" he laughed.

I popped him on the arm, "Hey stop your judging young man. Pink is my favorite color!"

"No shit!"

"Hush up." I led him over to the bean bag sofa. "Now sit!"

He sat down and leaned back on the sofa, "Hey this is pretty comfortable mom."

"Darn tooting it is and expensive too! I had it made just for me. I often use it for meditation and sometimes I take a nap on it." I said as I walked around and began lighting the four large pillar candles I had staged around the room. Then I lit a bundle of lavender incense sticks and placed them in holders. Lavender has a calming effect on the body and mind and that's why I use it.

I flipped the lights off and dragged over one of my large decorative pillows and sat down cross legged in front of him. Now with the candles and the incense going the room had a calming effect on me. I was nervous and possibly more nervous than my son. If Deshawn knew what I was about to do he'd probably divorce me but our son needed my help.

"So what are we doing here mom?"

"It depends on if you can keep a secret or not Lute."

He gave me a curious but confused look.

"I want to help you sweetie."

"Help me? As in..." he jerked his fist back and forth.

"Yes... and no. Your going to be the one jerking yourself off and I'll be providing the visual. But you're not to touch me okay?"

He nodded still looking a bit confused. Shoot I was just as confused on how I was gonna approach this. "So can I trust that you want tell your father?"

"Yes... I mean no I want tell dad. I promise."

I smiled, "Good then lets get started." I stood up and lifted my camisole over my head and tossed it at him. He caught it in mid air, his eyes wide at the sight of my 38DD tits. I wasn't shy about taking my clothes off in front of him, I mean he's already seen the naked pics of me already. That and I'm not shy about my body.

Next I hooked my thumbs in the waist band of my cut off jeans and tugged them down, panties and all. The sight of my shaved womanhood made his mouth drop in amazement.

"Damn...!" he shook his head and smiled.

I giggled and tossed my panties at him and he picked them up and placed them to his nose and took in my scent. I'd been sweating while I was planting in my garden so there was that. And he was probably smelling my urine as well because I certainly tinkled on myself when I got slapped by his mother.

I smiled and sat down cross legged in a meditative position and I let him have a moment to breathe me in. "Okay now take your clothes off Lute."

He looked at me confused.

"You can't very well masturbate with your clothes on. Now can you?"

He nodded and stood up. I could tell my son was nervous. "You have never taken your clothes off for a woman have you?"

He frowned bashfully and shook his head.

SO I smiled and stood, "Would you like for me to help you?"

"Y... yes." he said looking down at the floor.

I walked two steps toward him my tits bouncing with every step. Again he looked down. I reached out and took him under the chin. "It's okay to look at me Lute." I said and spread my arms and stepped back so he could get an up close and personal look at me.

"Oh my god..." he said as he drank in my female anatomy. "... your so beautiful!"

I giggled and reached down and took the hem of his wife beater and slowly pulled it up and over his head and in doing so my tits bumped his chest. Lute jerked a little in surprise and so did I because I hadn't done it on purpose.

My pink mushroom shaped nipples responded to the feel of his coarse chest hair and it sent tingles of pleasure up and down my back. It was a feeling I hadn't expected. I needed to keep myself in check because this was my son and not my husband. "Sorry about that!"

He looked down at my tits and shook his head, "Not me."

I ignored it and untied the draw string at the front of his gym pants and then I got down on my knees and slowly tugged them down. His beautiful ebony penis plopped forth and almost smacked me in the face. He was so thick and every bit of eight inches and he wasn't even fully hard yet. "Good GAWD!"

"What...?"

I giggled, "Nothing sweetie other than the fact that you have a big penis."

"Penis... really? Call it what it is mom!" he laughed.

I giggled again, "Okay... You have a big cock. Is that better?"

"Heck yeah!" he pumped his fist in the air causing me to giggle like a stupid little school girl.

"Sit down!" I pushed him back on the bean bag sofa and pulled off his Nike high tops and then pulled the legs of his gym pants off each of his large feet. He wears a size thirteen in shoes. I stood back up and walked back to my pillow. Then I nodded for him to start.

He looked down at his erect cock and and then back at me.

"Now Lute, Gil caught you jerking off last night so I know that you know how to do it sweetie."

"I... I know but I... was looking at one of your pictures mom."

"Well just look at me baby. I'm right here... in real time" I said spreading my arms and shaking my tits for him.

He smiled watching me shake for him. He nodded and lowered his hands to touch himself.

I got down on my hands and knees and turned my ass toward Lute, "That's right baby. This is what you want isn't it?" I reached under myself and touched my pussy."

He started pumping his huge cock, "Oh yesss."

"That's right Lute. Imagine that your fucking me sweetie. You have your cock buried deep inside my tight little pussy. Oooo and it feels so good... doesn't Lute."

His young eyes are looking directly at my pussy and he's pumping himself faster. "Yesss baby. Go ahead and cum inside me. Fill me with your cum." I cooed.

"Oh mom... SHIT!! Oh fuck... I'm about too..." Lute suddenly stopped and started shaking his head, "Nooo! I can't!" he gasped with fear in his expression.

I slowly crawled over to him and took his hand in mine.

He closed his eyes and began shaking his head, "No mom No... I just can't"

I took his face between my hands, "Look at me sweetie." I said gently.

He slowly opened his eyes.

I smiled at him, "It's okay sweetie. Calm down."

Tears rolled down his cheeks.

My heart went out to him and I knew I had to do something, "Do you want me to help you?"

"Help me...?"

I slid my hands down and very gently grasped his cock. Gawd it was big and goodness I could feel the blood coursing through it. "I want to help you okay?" I whispered and kissed him tenderly.

"You mean...?"

I nodded, "Now lay back baby, okay?"

He nodded and lay back as I'd asked. I turned about and straddled his chest until I was facing his thick black cock. Then I took hold of it and leaned in and placed my mouth over the purplish tip.

His body jolted beneath me. "Oh shit!" he gasped.

I begin licking my tongue around the tip of his cock and just the tip. Pre-cum began to sleep forth and I greedily lapped it up. It was slick and salty.

"Ahhh mom...!"

The sound of Lute calling me mom just didn't feel right at the moment. "Wendy..." I said, taking my mouth from him, "... call me Wendy!"

"Ahhh Wendy... Yesss!" he groaned.

That's better I think to myself. At least his voice did somewhat sound like his father's. And with that I started sucking his cock like he was Deshawn. I went deep on him and felt his rigid cock penetrate my throat!

"Ahhh FUCK!!!" he gasped and he put his hands on my hip and he began bucking his thighs to the rhythm of my mouth. Just like his daddy.

He chanted my name, "WENDY... OH WENDY... WENDY WENDY!"

The sound of my name rolling off my son's lips was such a sweet mantra.

"I'm gonna CUUumm... OHH FUCKKK WENDY!!" he exclaimed.

I begin bobbing my mouth faster... all the way up and all the way down!

Lute dug his fingernails into my sides and I nearly gasped at the pain but I didn't miss a stroke.

He cried my name loudly one last time before his cock exploded and spewed it's delicious cum all inside my mouth and down my throat. I couldn't swallow fast enough and it spilled from the corners of my mouth and down his thighs.

"AH FUCK! OH FUCK! SHITTTTT!!!" He shouted at the top of his lungs.

Slowly his orgasm faded and he lay still beneath me... my mouth still on his cock.

When I finally pulled my lips from his cock Lute was breathing deep heavy breaths.

I giggled and lifted myself off of him and sat up. Then I looked down at him and smiled, "Happy Birthday Lute."

He grinned up at me looking very pleased with himself and then he suddenly hooted to the top of his lungs,"Gawd that was awesome!!"

"I told you!" I laughed and smacked his chest.

"I love you mom!"

"I know..."

"NO I REALLY LOVE YOUUU!!!!"

The End :-)))