My stepson came to me with a look of desperation in his eyes. He needed money for his gambling debts and he knew I was the only one who could help him. I decided to teach him a lesson about responsibility and temptation, so I agreed to lend him some money on one condition: he had to do whatever I asked of him for a month.
He didn't hesitate to accept my offer, eager to get his hands on the cash. Little did he know that I had something much more sinister in mind. I wanted him to experience the pleasures of a real woman, not some cheap prostitute or porn star. That's why I invited him into my bedroom and told him to undress.
He hesitated at first, but then his curiosity got the better of him and he obeyed. He stripped off his clothes and lay down on the bed next to me, feeling vulnerable and exposed. I couldn't help but admire his young, smooth body, with its muscular legs and firm chest.
I decided to start with something simple: a blowjob. I reached over and grabbed one of his hard cocks, guiding it into his mouth. He gagged at first, but soon got the hang of it, sucking on my fingers as he deep-threw my dick. I moaned in pleasure, watching him work.
Then I flipped us over and took control. I spanked his ass hard, making him squirm and whimper. He begged me to stop, but I didn't listen. I wanted him to learn that there was no escape from my authority. Then I slid my tongue into his tight hole, probing it gently at first, then with more force.
He screamed in ecstasy, feeling something he had never experienced before. I continued to fuck his ass with my mouth, making him cum multiple times. He was so turned on that he started to finger himself, moaning louder and louder.
I decided it was time for the big finale. I got up and took off all my clothes, revealing my large, hard cock. He gasped at the sight of me, his eyes wide with shock and awe. I grabbed him by the hair and pulled him to his feet, pushing him towards the bed.
I flipped him over again and slid my dick into his ass, pounding him hard and fast. He cried out in pain and pleasure, his body wracked with spasms as I thrust deeper and deeper. I reached around and grabbed his balls, squeezing them tightly as I pulled out and thrust back in.
He was close to cumming again, but I didn't want it to end yet. I wanted him to feel every inch of my cock, to remember this night for the rest of his life. So I kept fucking him, harder and faster than before. He screamed in agony and ecstasy, his body shaking uncontrollably.
Finally, he reached his climax. His hole clamped down on my cock, milking it dry as he ejaculated. I followed soon after, cumming hard and filling him up with my seed. We collapsed on the bed, exhausted and satisfied.
I looked at him and smiled. "You're welcome," I said. "Now you know what it means to be a man." He nodded, tears in his eyes. "Thank you," he whispered. "You've changed my life."
We hugged each other, bonding over our newfound experience. From that day on, we were no longer just stepmother and stepson. We were family.