Random Letters Pt. 02

Story Info
Kevin discovers his step mom's literature.
4.3k words
4.45
97.3k
14

Part 2 of the 4 part series

Updated 09/22/2022
Created 05/06/2007
Share this Story

Font Size

Default Font Size

Font Spacing

Default Font Spacing

Font Face

Default Font Face

Reading Theme

Default Theme (White)
You need to Log In or Sign Up to have your customization saved in your Literotica profile.
PUBLIC BETA

Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.

You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.

Click here

Ch. 8

Kevin one day wandered into Janet's room, wondering what she kept in her closet. "I wonder if she has Playgirls," he wondered aloud, thinking that would be really hot if he discovered his step mom enjoyed pictures of nude men.

It would only give him more reason to show off to her, like he did for she and his step sister the other afternoon.

Kevin, however, found something better than Playgirls. He found his step mom's reading material, and delved right in. He began to read what looked to be a printout from a chat board.

One of the first penises I saw turned out to be the biggest I ever saw.

My crazy aunt Bonnie took me to a nude beach when I was 18.

I should say it was actually clothing optional, as the mixture of people were about 50-50 in terms of nudity and those who chose to wear their bathing suits. My aunt and I were the latter, as she wore a one-piece suit and I wore a baby blue bikini.

I got a kick out of seeing so many boobs on a beach - so many women were topless, many of them running to and fro with their tits swinging every which way.

But what really stole my attention were the naked men - some of them were like ewww, gross, I don't need to see that guy naked, but some of them were quite nice.

A few had nice six-packs, others nice tight butts. And I was stunned to see so many penises. They were all kind of different looking. One guy who had huge muscles had a rather small one. Other guys walked around with all-out boners. One stuck right out from his body, almost parallel to the beach. Maybe a seagull will use it as a perch, I chuckled to myself.

I was really taking in the scenery when all of a sudden, I heard a man's voice, and I look up and see this guy saying hello to my aunt. She gave him a hug, and right away my eyes darted down to you know where and I saw that he was indeed nude. And then I almost gasped - the man had an enormous penis. His dick was so big that when he hugged my aunt, it grazed against her lower thigh.

I then had the most embarrassing moment of my life when my aunt introduced me to her special friend, and I could barely keep a straight face, plus I know I must have been blushing quite a bit. He then goes on having a conversation with us, all the while his massive schlong hanging right before my eyes. I kept trying to steal glances at it, and upon doing so I noticed it hung way past his balls and was really thick and heavy.

I would go back and forth between checking out his ample dick, and trying to pretend I was interested in the conversation, simply nodding 'yeah, uh-hum, right,' and I couldn't for the life of me tell you what the two of them were even talking about. I was too engrossed with the giant penis that was just a few feet from me. And there is my aunt, acting so casual - I'm thinking, how the hell does she know this guy?

An uncomfortable silence came - I was quite surprised it didn't come sooner - and my aunt took liberties by asking the gentleman (Derek, I believe his name was, for the life of me I don't remember!), "Derek, sweetie, tell Elizabeth here about your dork."

I didn't even know what she meant by that at first, and my look of confusion prompted her to say "his penis, you know - his dork," and I again was dumbfounded, but she explained to me "that's what the kids called it when I was growing up." Ha! 'I am soooo calling everybody a dork from now on,' I thought to myself. Well, Derek did in fact tell me all about his wonderful "dork," and that it measured in at a full 10 inches when he was fully erect. "What a whopper!," I remember saying aloud. Now that all the attention was focused on his dork, I could look without any restraint. I stared and asked him several questions about it, even more personal ones like how much he played with it.

Even my aunt was taken back a bit by my sudden brazenness, but I think it was the sight of his massive member that caused me to be pried out of my sexual shell. My aunt then asked him to "make it dance" for me, and he started by simply twisting his hips back and forth gently, making his dork swing from side to side, to then gyrating his hips in a dance-like fashion, swinging his big dick around in a circle. I clapped and cheered him on as if he was a male stripper, and my aunt could tell I enjoyed the show so she urged him to keep it going. He then made his cock swing up and down, causing it to slap against his tummy in a drum-like fashion. "He's clapping for us!" my aunt shrieked.

I mockingly tried to clap in unison with his bouncing dork, as my aunt gently slapped the man on his cute butt. After about 20 minutes or so of watching such a splendid display of penis calisthenics, I did in fact need a drink, and this is when it got really interesting. My aunt volunteered to hit the snack stand, which was all the way down at the other end of the beach. The beach wasn't overly huge, but it was a decent walk. And my aunt wasn't the fastest walker in the world. So she would be gone for a while. I was a little nervous being alone with Mr. 10 inches.

We decided to just relax on the beach towels for a bit, and as I layed down, Derek simply sat down on the cooler. His penis hung down between his legs, over the edge of the cooler. His dickhead was merely a few inches from touching the blanket for crying out loud. I purposely positioned myself on the towel so I could take in the sight of his wonderful organ - God I was so cheeky.

As I laid out, he told me I had wonderful legs, and before I could thank him he said he particularly liked my big thighs. "That's what 10 years of swimming will do for you," I said. I could feel my nipples were now sticking out like crazy, as I just stared at his penis. He noticed my stares, and asked "Do you like it?" I quickly belted out "hell, yeah, it's amazing!" I then even surprised myself by asking him if I could touch it, and he obliged my sitting down next to me on the blanket.

I kept peering out to see if my aunt was coming back or not - whether she would care or not, I felt weird about touching some guy's pecker with my mom's sister right there to watch. But she was nowhere in sight (maybe she was giving me some time alone with him - to this day I don't know), so I went about fondling his big dork (God that word makes me laugh now every time I say it!). His penis was really heavy, as I went from simply weighing it in my hand to stroking the long thick shaft. It started getting harder and easier to stroke, and as I heard beachgoers walking by our towel, I amused myself by putting up this innocent grin, all the while as I'm stroking off this horse-hung guy I barely know.

Derek would groan from time to time as I played with him, and I would sometimes think he was about to come but then he would go right back to flexing his mighty tool in my hand. I could feel it pulse and throb, and at one point I actually used both hands to pleasure him, stroking him up and down as I could see that big dickhead getting more and more swollen. We now began to gather a mini-audience, some of which cheered stuff like "looks like you got your hands full," to simply "stroke that cock!" Okay, ladies and gentlemen, I'll do just that, I thought to myself. I wasn't exactly thrilled at first by people watching us, but as the moments passed, I kind of enjoyed it.

I kept stroking and stroking this thing, and I was wondering if he was ever gonna come. Not only was the guy hung like a horse - he had the stamina of one! Come on, big fella, come already, I thought to myself. Suddenly a cheer of "show us your tits! Show us your tits!" picked up in the background, and I realized they were for me. They wanted me to take my top off. I had never planned to remove anything that day, but I was willing to do anything to get this guy off. "What do you think, Derek? Should I let my boobs out?" He kind of nodded and drooled at the same time, and without much delay, I let go of his prick, causing it to kind of bob in the air for a few seconds unattended, and I undid the strap on my bikini top and - whalah - my wonderful tits were on display. "Wooohooo!" the crowd rejoiced. Hell yeah, this is what you want to see, I thought.

"You like these?" I asked Derek, echoing the question he asked me about his dick. "They're amazing," he said. I went back to stroking his huge cock, this time with more ammunition, as my big hanging tits didn't give him much of a chance of lasting long. The sun felt so weird on my naked breasts, almost like they yearned for it. Derek, meanwhile, started to moan again, only this time it was for real. As I waited for him to come, I pointed his dick straight up in the air, and I guess too straight, as the first wad of come hit him in the forehead. He shot himself in the face!, I laughed to myself. I chuckled as he continued to come, and I squeezed out every last drop from that wonderful organ. I quickly put my top back on and told the wonderful beach folks the show was over. Derek wiped off his dick and would have gotten dressed - but he was naked to begin with! What a wonderful day.

My aunt soon got back and informed us that she had run into another few of her male friends - all nude I'm sure - and got to chatting. We told her we just talked. I never saw Mr. 10 inches again after that day, but since then I have had many opportunities to play with well-endowed men. I also discovered that that day on the beach was the first "CFNM" experience that I had. I wasn't familiar with that term back then but have become quite familiar with it since. The clothed female nude male dynamic is one of power and voyeuristic bliss for the female, and believe me I am a fan.

I did in fact remove my top for Mr. Big Boy that day - really out of urgency since I wanted to get him off before my aunt got back - but since then, I have grown to discover I don't have to take anything off to make a guy come. I guess I am that good. Ha! And that ties in very well with many of the CFNM activities I now take part in.

I hope you enjoyed my tale, God bless.

Poor Kevin hadn't even lasted through the entire letter - his hand was already drenched in come as he tried to bring himself to another erection. He was in Heaven thinking that his hot step mom actually enjoyed this kind of material.

Just then, the door swung open, and he saw his step mom come in.

"Kevin?! What on earth are you doing?"

Kevin bolted up from the bed, and tried to cover up. His massive erection was too much for even two hands to hide.

"What on earth are you doing?!" Janet repeated in a more angry, shocked tone.

"I was...I was...," Kevin stammered, trying to think of anything feasible. His enormous penis was drenched in come for heaven's sake - there was no feasible explanation he could think of.

Janet now put one and one together, looking down at his naked erection, and she could see the shiny white stuff all over the shaft and even some on his stomach.

"Were you...masturbating? In my ROOM?" she shouted, her voice picking up to a frenzied tone. Kevin didn't know what to do. He was so embarrassed, and frankly, frightened. He feared his step mom's wrath.

Janet walked hastily over to Kevin and slapped him right across the face. She had never struck him before, and had never struck her daughter either. But she felt her privacy was invaded. She lashed out. For Kevin, all he could feel was pain at the time, but little did he know Janet's strike would fuel yet another fetish in him - being slapped by beautiful women.

But for now, he was scared and humiliated. Janet scolded him further, and pulled him out of her room and towards his, the way a female authority figure might pull a child by his ear. Only Janet didn't pull Kevin by his ear. She pulled him by something else.

"Ouuhhh!" Kevin groaned in pain, as his step mom grabbed hold of his erection, and yanked him into the hallway. He had no choice but to follow her command. When they got close to his room, she yanked his penis even harder, and sort of shoved him past the door.

"And don't come of out there until I tell you!" she shouted. And she slammed the door to keep him in.

Kevin lay there restless on his bed. Would Janet tell his father what happened? He wouldn't be home for a while, but he still thought about it anxiously.

He had never seen her so upset. Dinner approached, and suddenly Kevin heard a knock at the door.

It was a gentle knock. Maybe Janet had cooled down. Kevin opened the door to find her with a stern look on her face, but she was calm.

"Can I come in?" she asked. Kevin nodded, and now with his clothes back on, he sat down next to his step mom on the bed.

"I'm sorry I got so upset," the young woman apologized.

"No, I'm sorry for what I did," Kevin jumped in.

"What...what were you doing in my room? Well...I know what you were doing, but..." Janet asked aloud.

"I...I was looking for an umbrella," Kevin said, as Janet looked out the window to see it was a perfectly clear day. She didn't even want to bother to ask. "I went in your closet," Kevin continued, "and I found a stack of letters. I just...I read one..."

"I saw," Janet said. "It was still on the bed."

There was an uncomfortable silence for a moment.

"Those were private letters from a friend," Janet said. "You don't go in somebody's closet and start rooting through their stuff!"

"Yes, mam," Kevin answered, hanging his head. "And for pete's sake, Kevbo, a lot of boys your age masturbate, but they do it in their own room! You think I wanna walk in to my room and see you in that state of affairs?"

Again, he hung his head in shame. "Yes, mam," he answered. "I mean no, mam." She let out a deep sigh.

"Sweetie, I'm gonna give you a little piece of advice that I think all men should hear," she instructed. He looked up.

She dropped her voice down to a whisper.

"Don't think with your dick," she said. "It'll only get you into trouble."

It was one of the few times his step mom had dropped the "D" word in front of him, and he savored it. He gently smiled, and nodded.

"Now....that said," she began. "Oh first of all sweetie, I didn't hurt you did I?" she asked. He shook his head no.

"Oh look at that, there is a huge red hand print on your cheek. I'll get some ice," she told him, and left the room. She came back and was very gentle with him, soothing his sore cheek with a bag of ice.

Again, she whispered.

"I didn't hurt your dick, did I?" she asked. Again, with the "D" word. He loved it.

"No, it's okay," he answered. She smirked.

"From what I could see, you already gave it a good beating," she couldn't help but remark with a hearty laugh. He was surprised by her candid humor, but laughed right along with her.

"Lemme see, sweetie, pull down your pants so I can make sure everything is okay down there," she told him. "I know how boys are - 'oh, everything's fine' - you don't want to admit when you're hurt."

Kevin hesitated. He enjoyed being nude for his step mom and step sister, and even started walking around the house nude at times, but this was different. He was surprised that Janet was invoking the nudity.

"Come on, pull 'em down," she instructed.

He got his jeans down, then his boxers, and his semi-erect penis sprang out for inspection.

Janet chuckled with delight.

"Woopsy-daisy," she said as his member bounced out. She gently took hold of it with the tips of her fingers. She was eyeing it for any sign of irritation. But Kevin wondered if she just wanted to get a good look at it for other reasons. He began to get fully erect, as Janet's probing hands were in effect giving him a gentle hand job.

"I don't see anything...wrong with it," she said as she kept her eyes focused on his tool. He just sat there silently, hoping this moment would last forever.

She now got a little bit more hands-on, and started pulling his erection downward, then would let it spring back up. Like she was checking its springiness.

She did it from all different angles - down to the right, down to the left, straight down...all the way to the left, all the way to the right. The inspection was going way beyond what it called for.

"Boi-oi-oi-oi-oing," she couldn't help but joke as she watched his penis act like a jack-in-the-box.

"You're okay, sweetie - I just wanted to make sure I didn't hurt you," she said, crossing her legs and inching closer to him. "I'm sorry I grabbed you by the ding-a-ling. I was just so MAD at you."

Again he apologized, but she told him there was no need for that anymore.

"From the looks of it you really got a kick out of that letter," she laughed. "I just...I just thought it was really hot how that girl went to the nude beach and enjoyed looking at all the naked guys," he answered.

Janet smiled. "You know who that girl is?" she asked. Oh my God, she actually knows her?, Kevin thought to himself. He just shook his head 'no."

She smiled again. "That's my older sister," she said with pride. "That was something she posted once and then I printed out to show a friend - somehow I guess it got mixed up with the other stuff."

Her sister?! My God!

"It was the letter about the guy on the beach with the huge dick, right?" she asked casually. "Uh, yeah," Kevin barely got out.

"Yeah - that was my sister's recollection of her first time to a nude beach - I was too young to go at the time," she explained. "And you remember my Aunt Bonnie. She was at our last cookout."

Kevin probed his memory bank, and suddenly did remember an older, quirky woman that was at the last family barbecue. She did seem to have sort of a wild side to her. She was very attractive, just a bit older than the women Kevin was usually hot for.

"Well anyhow, if you do in fact love my reading material so much, I will lend you some at my discretion - but if you're gonna play with your peter, for Heaven's sake do it in the privacy of your own room!," she yelled.

"Yes, mam," Kevin agreed. "Okay, now wait here." Janet got up and went into her room. Kevin was still completely naked from the waist down, his large erection lying against his stomach. Janet came back in and plopped herself down on the bed. The skirt she had on was riding up higher and higher, showing off even more thigh. She crossed her legs.

Kevin's nudity didn't phase her. If anything, she enjoyed it. She began combing through the letters to pick out a select few to lend him. "Oh here's a good one. You'll get a kick out of this one. Oh, here's another," she said, adding one after another to his pile. "What is this?..." She began reading one of the letters.

She now chuckled, then laughed heartily. "What is it?" Kevin asked. She went on reading. Finally, she shared the letter with him.

"Listen to this," she said, "this one is from a man - it's off a large penis support group website."

"My problem is that I have a new job and they make me wear very fit pants," she began reading, looking over at Kevin then at his erection. "And no matter what I do, I have a large bulge, and the worst thing is - ," she couldn't help but giggle, "the worst thing is my DICK always winds up down my pants and looks vulgar."

Kevin couldn't believe how much she emphasized the word "dick," and he was so turned on by her language that he could feel a little precome oozing out of his rod.

"I can no longer wear boxers because it just makes it hang down," she read on, "and boxer briefs help a little but ultimately my dick keeps on going down my leg. I tried bikini briefs and wearing it to the side, but it looks like I have a hard-on. Please help me with suggestions."

She slapped the letter down.

"Yeah, I have a suggestion - just go naked," she joked. "Let the big boy swing free. For Heaven's sake, that's what you've resorted to - at least in the house."

Kevin laughed. "I can sympathize with you, sweetie, when I was your age, well, a little younger - when I first got boobs, I walked around nude in the house a lot," she said.

12