It was a cold winters morning when dad told me he was getting remarried. I was happy for him and wondered what had taken him so long. I knew the answer, it was very simple to me.
My mother passed away shortly after giving birth to me and my father, bless him, never for a second thought about giving up on me. For sixteen years he cared for me, making sure I had good grades and turning up to every school event.
He told me he was thinking of dating again now that I was older and after a few dates with a single woman his own age he wanted to get married to her.
The wedding was in a registry office and it was the first time I met my new mother, she was a knockout. She was a gorgeous woman in her late thirties. I was a bit besotted by her.
When my dad and his new bride returned from their honeymoon, which was only a long weekend, I couldn’t seem to keep my eyes off her. As a sixteen-year-old boy, who had grown up just with dad, having a woman in the house made me have a constant hard on.
She seemed very lax in the way dressed. She wore loose clothing and often next to nothing. She liked to wear sheer shirts with no bra, her full breasts clearly visible to me. I could tell dad liked it as well and he would wrap his arms around her in the corner of the kitchen and dry hump her. I was very jealous.
Shortly after their honeymoon, I had gotten used to walking around with a constant hard on. I found myself taking many bathroom breaks to relieve myself. Masturbation had become second nature and visions of her sexy body were burned into my brain.
About a month after she had moved in, my new mommy came down the stairs in a bikini. Her dark nipple and camel toe clearly visible. It was all too much for me. I ran to the toilet and peeled off my trousers and boxers. In my rush to jerk off to her, I forgot to lock the door, and sat down on the toilet to relieve myself of my raging hard on.
I sat there engrossed in my own perverted thoughts that I didn't hear the door open.
"Oh my god Timmy, I'm so sorry."
My eyes shot open. I tried to cover up, but it was too late. She came in and got to her knees in front of me. I was petrified.
"Hey Timmy, don't worry. It's perfectly natural that a boy your age should jerk off. I bet you have loads of fantasies running around in that naughty little head of yours. Wow, it's quite large for a boy your age. Bet all the girls love you."
I blushed even more. Her hand slipped between my legs and cupped my balls.
"Wow, you have a nice set of balls there. Bet you can bust a big load with them. Here, let me help you, it'll be our secret."
Her hand slid up the underside of my cock before gripping it softly with her whole hand. I watched as she spat saliva onto the head of my cock and started to stroke up and down my shaft.
I was in heaven, the woman of my desires, my dad’s wife, was jerking me off.