Stepmother’s toilet (old text)

Author: yzzyxx
Word count: 6723
The first stepmother’s toilet (my enlightenment article)
The news of my father’s death was a big shock to me, but fortunately my father left me a house and enough money to finish my studies, which allowed me to bounce back after a while.
I was later adopted by my “stepmother” who was actually my aunt.
My father used to like his stepmother very much. Since they met, he came home very late, but now he has passed away unfortunately. My father often thinks of my biological mother, but I have no memory of it.
After my stepmother and I attended my father’s funeral, I remember her saying to me: “Little master, you are now the only man in the house.” I was so proud of what I said, and I couldn’t help hugging her. It was the first time I had touched a woman’s body so closely and felt the warmth of her body.
One day a few months later, I suddenly caught her coming out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around her waist. She found me staring at her in surprise, she smiled and said that I will get used to it, when she went to get dressed, I followed her quietly, being firmly attracted by her alluring buttocks. She spotted me, but said nothing, went about her business, took off the towel, started putting on panties, then a bra, then a clean shirt, and finally the pants, all the while I didn’t bat an eye, “I don’t think your father would mind if you did that, would you?”
I had to agree, and then she looked directly at me and said, “Yeah, since you’re a man and you have the right to know all of this, I think it’s time for you to grow up in this direction, or it will have a bad effect on you in the future, am I right?” Couldn’t believe my ears, of course I nodded in agreement. “But there is a problem. Every time I talk about these topics to my female classmates, they refuse to talk to me, and then report to the teacher with a smile, which always brings me a lot of trouble.”
She looked at me in surprise and said, “Did you really do that? Oh, I’m so proud of you, boy, you have courage.” She seemed thoughtful, and then went to cook. The stepmother was tall and curvy, with blond hair, gray eyes, full lips, and a high nose. She looked about 35 years old, and I finally knew why my father was attracted to her.
“Mom, I’m so happy that you can be my sex teacher.” I found that she seemed to relax a little bit, maybe she said those words without thinking about them just now, thinking that I would be disgusted, but the fact is just the opposite. I found myself obsessed with her body to an almost horny level. “Very good boy, wash the dishes and come to my bedroom, okay?” I hurriedly started washing the dishes. When I went into her room, I found that she was already lying under the quilt.
“Oh, you’re so fast, well, it’s your first lesson now, come and have a look here.” She lifted the quilt, revealing two sexy long legs under the nightgown. I leaned in and started to feel the heat from her body, and my lower part was starting to harden. “Want to kiss my belly?” Of course I agreed, and was once again intoxicated by her sex appeal, and admired so closely. I started kissing her belly, it was so good, I sniffed and licked until the stepmother laughed and said:
“Oh, it’s so comfortable, what about the rest of my body?” I looked at her naked body and then at her. “Go on, you can choose what you like.” I decided to continue to explore, first touched a forest, and then jumped over until my tongue climbed a small hill. I was a little depressed, looked at my stepmother, and she continued to encourage me: “Go on, dear son, that makes me feel very comfortable!”
I continued to lick and felt her soft, wet pussy, slowly stroking her with my tongue, it felt so good. “Why don’t you go to bed and lie down on me and rest?” Good idea, so I did, and I curled up between her legs and started my first real exploration. Serving her with my tongue seemed to require a lot of skill, so she covered my head with a nightgown and then covered me with a quilt. “I thought it would be comfortable, I could read and you could learn how to serve women.”
She started panting with excitement, I thought I didn’t have to answer the question and continued with my work, when suddenly she turned sideways and my head was caught between her legs. “Oh… so comfortable… You seem to be born to serve women… I don’t think I can let you go…”

So it seemed to become a habit for her to hold me between her legs and make me serve her for the next few months. One change is that from her attitude, what she wants me to do is more and more like an order. I didn’t mind it, in fact I liked her better this way to me I just didn’t realize it at the time.
One night, she wanted to pee, and asked me to go to the bathroom with her in the same almost commanding tone as before. “Want to see what it’s like when a woman pees? Want to see it for yourself?”
“Yes, Mom, can I?”
“Of course, maybe you can help me a little bit.”
I followed her into the toilet, she sat on the toilet and asked me to kneel in front of her, and asked me after peeing: “Does it look good?” I nodded. “Very good, do you want to taste it?” I was kind of dumbfounded.
“Is this normal?” I asked her.
“Of course, it’s normal for some people, and some people don’t think so, but women are like this, knowing in advance will help you be prepared when you date alone with the opposite sex, don’t you think?”
So I asked her, “Can I have a taste of you?”
“Of course I am very willing. If you like to do this, there will be many girls around you in the future.”
I thought about it and said to her: “But Mom, I only like you, I’m not interested in anything else, I’m only willing to do this for you!”
That’s when I noticed she had a strange look on her face.
“Well said, I will give you a lot of rewards in the future.”
She smiled and said, “Now get to work, my son!”
bury my headBetween her legs, start sucking on her pussy until the last drop of piss remains. then i sat on my feet