My name is Scott, twenty-one years old, living in South Australia. I live with my dad and step mum and attend college three times a week. It was the summertime so college was over for the next six weeks.
I awoke one morning with the birds singing in the treetops.
“Hey, Scott,” Dad’s voice rose up from the bottom of the stairs.
“Yeah,” I replied, half asleep.
“We’re just off out, there’s a pie in the fridge if you’re hungry. We’ll be back later on tonight.”
“Okay!” I shouted down.
There were sounds of footsteps and then doors opening and then closing down the stairs.
I stood up off the bed and yawned and then walked to the bathroom with my hard cock sticking out of my boxers like a rocket, turned on the shower and slid them off before stepping underneath the water.
I had been under the shower for five minutes and my cock was still rock hard and I wasn’t even horny. But then I began to have sexy images of Diana, my step mum in her black bikini, her big boobs spilling out through it. My right hand grabbed hold of the shaft of my cock and began moving up and down. My breathing began to increase as I softly moaned out. The more the image stayed vividly in my mind, the more my hand moved up and down on my cock. I felt myself building up to an orgasm the faster I masturbated. I cried out loudly as my body convulsed for a few seconds as I orgasmed over my hand.
Well, that worked, I thought to myself as I gazed down at my limp cock. I turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist, walked back through to the bedroom, and pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.
A few hours later, I pressed pause on my PS4 console in the living room downstairs and walked through to the kitchen, opened up the fridge and saw the chocolate pie on the top shelf. I pulled it out and closed the fridge door with my right bare foot. I placed the pie into the microwave for forty seconds and pulled it back out when it beeped. I set it on the low counter and tested it with my left index finger. It was warm and moist.
A dirty and horny thought came to mind after recalling the apple pie scene from the American Pie movie. I inserted two of my fingers into the centre of the pie and turned them clockwise. I felt my cock growing with arousal as I imagined my step mum’s boobs. So I pulled down my shorts and lifted myself up onto the counter and hovered my dick over the hole of the pie and lowered it inside.
I moaned with pleasure at how nice it felt on my cock. I lifted the pie off the counter to the wooden rectangular table and climbed on top of it. I began to rock back and forth slowly on the warm chocolate pie as my cock was covered in chocolate now. My eyes were closed and the image of my step mum’s boobs became more and more vivid in my mind, making me move faster on it, my balls banging against the edge of the table.
The table began to creak loudly as I moved faster on top of it, fucking the chocolate pie.
“You like that, don’t you, baby, yeah,” I said out loud as I banged harder and faster, which meant the pie was no longer eatable.
The table moved aggressively and creaked loudly.
“Oh, god! I’m coming!” I cried out loud just as my body convulsed on top of the demolished chocolate pie. I came inside it. My body collapsed on top of it. I breathed heavily with satisfaction as a smile curled around my lips.
Gasps of shock came.
“Scott!” I heard my dad’s voice say with shock.
Oh, crap! I thought. I was still on the table with my shorts down to my knees with my bare butt on show for the whole world to see.
“Dad, hey,” I said, turning my head around and saw my dad looking utterly shocked and disgusted and then saw my sexy step mum. “Hey, Diana.”
“What the hell are you doing?!” Dad asked. “Stand up now.”
“Really, Dad, I can’t right now,” I insisted.
“Now!”
I reluctantly climbed off the table and turned around slowly with the demolished pie stuck to my already beginning to grow hard again cock.
Diana gasped out loud in sheer shock.
“SCOTT!” Dad cried.
“You’re home early. I’m afraid the chocolate pie’s uneatable now,” I told them with a nervous smile. But boy, oh boy, did the pie feel good on my cock. I had the best orgasm. My eyes lingered over my step mum’s boobs that were bursting out from her low cut black blouse, and arousal grew strong and my cock grew out. I had to go to the bathroom quickly to orgasm otherwise I would literally start masturbating right then. “I gotta go.”
“No, Scott, you’ve got explaining to do,” Dad said.
My eyes wouldn’t move from Diana’s chest; they were fixated on them. I grimaced in pain as my cock was throbbing to be released.
My step mum gasped in utter shock as the plate the pie was on crashed to the floor and only the tin foil pie tub was still firmly on my cock.
“I will explain everything, Dad, I promise. But I gotta go.”
Diana stepped forward and took away the tin foil from my dick and then grabbed a damp cloth and began to slowly clean up my chocolate cock. I gasped out with pleasure.
“Oh, dear, you are in a pickle,” she said. My step mum looked back at my dad, who nodded his head and then turned back to me and winked.
I watched in amazement as she lowered her mouth onto my cock. I groaned out loudly with pleasure and cried out as her tongue twirled around on the tip.
“I’m coming!” I cried. My body convulsed as I ejaculated deep into her mouth. My breathing was heavy. Fuck me. What the hell just happened?!
“There you go, Scott, all done. Any time you get into a pickle like that again, you come to me, okay?” my step mum said.
I nodded my head, speechless. I watched as my dad and step mum walked away.