Mamma Mia - Introduction

Tommy's life used to be so simple. As an only child living with his divorced father, Stan, he'd grown accustomed to the bachelor's life. In fact, Stan's near constant business trips meant that most of the time Tommy had the house entirely to himself. That all changed when Stan came back from a trip to Brazil a few weeks after Tommy's 18th birthday with Mia, a bona fide bombshell who shattered Tommy's once simple life.

Mia looked like she'd been plucked right off the beach in Rio. Her bright sundress wrapped tightly around her ample hips, and with each swaying step the fabric parted just enough to offer a glimpse of her tantalizing tanned thighs. A pair of thin straps over her toned shoulders struggled mightily to contain her swelling breasts, which bounced freely in apparent defiance of gravity even though clearly without a bra. Long black hair cascaded around her face, framing her almond eyes and full lips. Even her perfume and voice thrummed with sexual energy, as her exotic accent made even the simplest of sentences into a sensual delight. His senses overwhelmed in the face of this onslaught of feminine perfection, Tommy could only stutter as Stan introduced Mia as his new stepmother.

Stan was uncharacteristically shy as he explained briefly to Tommy that he'd met Mia during his latest trip, and that they'd fallen instantly in love. For his part, Tommy could see exactly what they saw in each other. Mia was a walking sex bomb, and Stan was a rich American with a green card. But before he could object, Mia wrapped him up in a tight hug, giving Tommy a more pressing concern. He struggled to hide his uncontrollable erection as his new stepmother wiggled into him and said that she was sure they would be very close. Stan and Mia disappeared into their bedroom for the rest of the day and into the evening, only coming out for quick runs to the kitchen. That night Tommy fell asleep struggling not to think about what was happening a few doors down the hallway while painfully aware of the fact that Mia was going to be on his mind no matter what he tried...

After a few days things started to settle into a rhythm, but life for Tommy was a far cry from what it had once been. Put simply, things were weird. To start with, Tommy was used to having the house all to himself most of the times, with the only girls present being the ones he invited over to take advantage of a parent-free house. Those clandestine visits were now a thing of the past, and instead of having the freedom to do whatever he liked, Tommy now had to deal with Mia's constant presence. She spent most of her time lounging by the pool, dipping in for a quick swim, or doing some light aerobics exercises or yoga inside. Tommy quickly learned three things about his new stepmother: she was fit, she was flexible, and she was not a big fan of modesty. Her expansive collection of bikinis, sports bras, and yoga pants left little to the imagination, and she hardly ever seemed to wear anything else. No matter where Tommy turned, it seemed like his hot new stepmother was always right there, bouncing around in something skimpy. And even though he knew it was totally wrong, he couldn't help appreciating the gorgeous figure she so prominently displayed. In fact, it didn't take long for Tommy to do a lot more than just appreciate it.

Mia's sexuality was like a match dropping on the jet fuel of Tommy's teenage hormones, and he burned for her like wild fire. Between having an empty house for girls to visit and the freedom to watch porn whenever he'd wanted, Tommy had never wanted for sex, but now his life was a nonstop whirlwind of self-gratification. The first handful of times he'd masturbated while thinking of Mia, Tommy had felt terrible and sworn to never do it again, but he soon resigned himself to the fact that he could never stop, and instead let himself enjoy the strange situation.

Before long, Tommy's daily routine revolved entirely around watching Mia. He woke up early each morning to be waiting for her at breakfast. While Mia floated about the kitchen in her loosely flowing silk kimono, Tommy would watch, transfixed by each teasing swish of fabric which promised a fleeting glimpse of her hidden treasures. After breakfast, Mia change into shorts and a sports bra for her morning yoga routine. Tommy would sit on the couch fiddling on his phone or pretending to read to have some excuse for hanging around while Mia worked through series after series of mind-blowing poses. The bends and arches she put her body through seemed almost impossible, and each one accentuated yet another of her amazing features. Tommy would get rock-hard in no time watching Mia's supple body, and whenever we held a particularly sexy pose stretching out her ass or pushing out her tits, he'd sneak a hand down under the pillow strategically positioned in his lap to play with himself. On a typical day he'd excuse himself at least a few times to jack off in another room to relieve the pressure.

After yoga, Mia cooled off with a dip in the pool, followed by sunbathing. Tommy, of course, spent this time glued to the back windows, working his cock while watching his stepmother's every move. Periodically Mia would pour on a new layer of oil or lotion, rubbing her soft hands all up and down her soft body. Tommy wondered at times if she knew that he was watching, since it almost seemed as if she were putting on a show, but she never once looked up at the house.

Most evenings Mia and Tommy would watch movies together on the couch. After the first couple of nights Mia chastised Tommy for not getting out of the house with his friends, but the truth was that he was nothing short of exhausted after jacking off all day. And it didn't hurt that his new stepmother was a cuddler. In fact, Mia seemed incapable of sitting on the couch with Tommy without leaning into him. Two hours of TV would fly by for Tommy as he marveled at Mia's apparent lack of personal boundaries. With her ass slowly rubbing into his side, or her breasts pressed against his torso, or even with her perfect head laying in his lap, Mia seemed utterly oblivious to both the inappropriateness of the situation and the effect she was having on Tommy.

As days flowed into weeks, Tommy grew more accustomed to his weird new life, and a few new realities surfaced. First, Tommy's sexual stamina reached ultra-marathon levels. By the end of the first week he'd been shooting blanks, but his body had adapted to the constant demand, and he was now pumping out bigger shots of cum than he'd ever seen. Of course, this meant that the occasional day when his father was home between trips was nearly intolerable, as Tommy's balls were churning with semen waiting to be spilled for his stepmother. The second change was that Tommy started to feel a surprising warmth for Mia. He'd initially thought he'd hate her, but now he couldn't help but feel fondly for her. Of course, the constant orgasmic high that she placed him in may have helped, but in all the time they spent together they really started to hit it off. Mia was smart and funny, and the way she giggled at Tommy's jokes was adorable. And since she couldn't have been more than a few years older than Tommy, he was surprised to find how many shared interests they had. All of this led to the third major change. Fueled by lust and the first flickers of love, Tommy started pushing the envelope to satisfy himself with Mia. And if you push your luck too far, eventually it's going to break.

It started out small. One day while Mia was out tanning by the pool, Tommy tore himself away from his perch by the window and slipped into her room. His heart pounded in his chest as he slipped into her closet. Unsure of exactly what he was looking for, but driven by an obsessive need for more of Mia, Tommy glanced about furtively. His eyes locked on the half open top drawer of her dresser. A few brightly colored bits of cloth peeked out, catching his attention. Like a moth to flame, Tommy moved closer, and found himself delicately rifling through Mia's panty drawer. The gentle aroma of Mia's perfume wafted upwards, instantly making Tommy's conditioned cock go rock hard. He buried his face in the tangle of lace and silk, inhaling deeply while rubbing his cock. Even in his lust-drunken state Tommy knew he couldn't risk staying long, so he forced himself away after a lingering moment. As intoxicating as Mia's perfume was, he wanted more. He wanted to smell Mia herself. Tommy quickly found her laundry hamper and pulled out a thong. It smelled exactly like her, and he shoved in down into his shorts and around his cock before escaping back to his room. Thrilled by his trophy, Tommy kept the panties stuffed in his shorts constantly, pulling them out only to inhale Mia's scent when he was jacking off to her. Every few days as the aroma wore off, he'd repeat his incursion, swapping the old pair for new.

Tommy's next surge of hormone-induced boldness came as Mia was sunbathing. After weeks of watching from a distance, he needed more. He wanted a closer look. So he slipped on a pair of trunks and nonchalantly walked out to the pool. Only once he got there did Tommy realize he didn't know what to do next. Mia was laying out in the sun, apparently unaware that he'd joined her. Unsure of what to do next, Tommy stood awkwardly for a long minute before laying down in the seat next to Mia and trying to keep from openly staring at the goddess layer out beside him. After a few minutes he was starting to debate going back inside, when Mia's melodic voice rescued him.

"Oh Tommy, I'm so glad you've come out to join me. The sun is just so hot today, be a dear and help me to oil up."

Tommy was dumbfounded. He'd gotten off more than once on just this scenario, and now his chance was being served up on a silver platter! Luckily Mia was laying on her front, so she didn't see the look on her bewildered stepson's face.

"Come on chico, I'm roasting here!" Mia said with a wiggle of her generous hips.

Tommy jumped and fumbled with the bottle of tanning oil laying on the ground. Moving quickly before he could lose his nerve, he rubbed a generous amount in his hands and started working up from Mia's feet. Her sun-kissed skin was warm and smooth. Tommy had never touched her so much, and as he worked his hands up and down her calves he was in heaven. As he worked his way slowly up to her thighs, Mia started moaning.

"Ay, that feels so good chico, can mama get a massage while you're back there?"

Encouraged, Tommy started to squeeze and prod, pressing his fingers deeper into her toned legs. But as Mia sighed with contentment, Tommy's eyes were glued to her round ass, barely covered by a skimpy T-back thong. Amazed at his own daring, Tommy worked his hands higher and higher until he was just cupping each cheek, lightly squeezing the luscious display before him. Then his hands started to dance, caressing and massaging Mia's firm buttocks while rubbing in layer after layer of glistening oil. Completely lost, Tommy kept at it for several minutes before Mia interrupted him.

"Save some for up here, chico." Mia said as she pulled the strings tying her bikini top across her back, letting them fall to the sides. Driven by lust, Tommy mounted Mia, straddling her and grinding his crotch into her oiled ass as he rubbed oil all over her back. With her top loosed, Mia's breasts bulged out to either side as she lay on them like pillows, tempting Tommy's hands to work down and around as he massaged. Tommy's body was stretched taught as a spring, and the first touch of his stepmother's side-boob was the final blow. His entire body shuddered as he blew a load right into his swimsuit. As soon as he came, realization and embarrassment rushed over Tommy like a flood. He quickly excused himself and hobbled back inside to clean up, wondering how Mia possibly could not have noticed him grinding his cock into her ass through his trunks. But when he saw her later that evening for their nightly movie, she never said a word.

Still, that glancing touch of Mia's breasts lingered in Tommy's mind, and after she didn't mention the incident by the pool for a few days, Tommy decided to make another move. He picked out a scary movie for them to watch that night, and made sure that Mia's glass of wine over dinner stayed filled. By the time they settled in for the movie, Mia was giggling and tipsy, and when she saw it was a scary one, she snuggled into Tommy extra close. Ten minutes in, Mia was fully engrossed in the movie, with Tommy's arm draped over her shoulder. With each fright on the screen, she nestled in closer, and Tommy's hand dropped lower, until the tips of his fingers were brushing against the top of her breast. Tommy's pulse was pounding, but Mia was utterly engrossed in the movie, yelling at the screen for the people to run away. Tommy's hand slipped further and further down Mia's loose fitting top, until his entire hand was lightly wrapped around the top half of her breast. Tommy marveled at the size of his stepmother's tits as he played with the soft and springy flesh, feeling a thrill through his entire body as he felt the edge of an aerola under his outstretched fingers. Then without warning, Mia's hand shot up and clutched Tommy's, pressing it firmly into her breast.

"Dios mio, hold me close chico," she said, apparently unaware that her stepson's hand was well down her top. Tommy gladly obliged, pulling her close against himself as he gently massaged her breast. They remained like that until the end of the movie. By then Tommy was completely wild with lust, brazenly groping Mia while teasing her nipple. His face was buried in her neck, inhaling her aroma, and his free hand was frantically rubbing his cock through his shorts. When Mia straightened and stretched as the credits rolled, Tommy quickly pulled his hand away, but he was certain he was about to pay the price for his indiscretion. Mia, however, just smiled at him sweetly, thanked him for protecting her, and kissed him goodnight on the cheek.

Tommy felt invincible. Mia, his walking sex bomb of a stepmother seemed to have no physical boundaries whatsoever, and was now his live-in wet dream. But Tommy's pride eventually pushed him one step to far, when he surrendered to the urge to see Mia fully nude.

It was Saturday morning, and Mia had just finished a long yoga session. Her whole body was glistening as she left Tommy at his perch on the couch to go take a shower. Tommy waited until a few minutes after he heard the water start, then followed her upstairs. He slipped into her bedroom, following the trail of discarded clothes all the way to the steaming bathroom. After taking a deep breath to steel his nerves, Tommy cracked open the bathroom door just wide enough to peep in at the shower. The glass walls were only slightly fogged, giving him an amazing view of Mia's beautiful body. Her back was to him as she lathered her body with a loofah, running suds up and down her curves. Tommy slipped a hand down into his shorts where a stolen pair of Mia's panties were hidden and started stroking himself as he watched. As Mia twisted slightly in the shower, Tommy's view shifted to a profile, and he marveled yet again at her breasts, standing proudly out from her chest like twin cantaloupes. But as his gaze drifted downwards, he couldn't help but yelp in surprise as what he saw dangling between his stepmother's legs. Mia looked over her shoulder with a wicked grin and waved Tommy over.

"Chico, get in here and suck Mommie's cock."

If Tommy is seduced by Mia, go to Momma Mia - Shower Seduction.

If Mia takes Tommy by force, go to Momma Mia - Dommy Mommy.