A day when having forbidden sex is a day I’ll never forget.
A day to remember, as shocking as it was sexually exciting, a sexy, sexually frustrated stepmother has forbidden sex with her horny, lovesick stepson.
Something totally unexpected, it all started when, James, a 22-year-old, lovesick, horny, stepson romantically and sexually French kissed Erica, his 39-year-old, sexually frustrated stepmother. Taking her by surprise, shocking her as much as he sexually aroused her, she was putty in his horny hands. Something as shocking as it was sexually forbidden, no turning back now, this first kiss was the start of an incestuous relationship between stepmother and her stepson.
Surprising even herself, she didn’t stop him from romantically kissing her. She wanted him to romantically kiss her. She didn’t stop him from sexually touching her and feeling her through her clothes while continuing to kiss her. She wanted him to touch and feel her through her clothes while continuing to kiss her.
Yet, not sexually satisfied with just a French kiss, as if he was her lover, her boyfriend, or her husband, instead of her stepson, he continued French kissing while touching and feeling her through her clothes. He felt, fondled, and groped her everywhere that a stepson should never touch, feel, fondle, and grope his stepmother. With her not resisting him nor pushing him away, he took her compliant complacency as his green light to continue sexually assaulting her.
While continuing to kiss her, French kiss her, he felt, squeezed, and fondled her round, firm, and shapely ass through her navy blue, short skirt. He felt her C-cup breasts and fingered her erect nipples through her partially unbuttoned, powder blue blouse and her white, low-cut, sexy bra. Not stopping there, he reached his hand beneath her short skirt and cupped her blonde, trimmed pussy in the palm of his hand.
Continuing his sexual assault of her, he rubbed her already sexually swollen clit through her bright white, bikini panties. He moved her hand to his bulging erection to allow her to feel his throbbing cock through his tight, blue jeans. He humped and pressed himself against her hand while moving her fingers over his jean clad erection.
She continued to surprise even herself by allowing him to continue kissing her and feeling her. Obviously, just as sexually frustrated and ready to have sex with him as he was horny and ready to have sex with her, instead of turning her head away, she returned his long, wet kisses with her long, wet kisses. Again, surprising even herself, obviously, Erica wanted to have forbidden sex with her stepson as much as James wanted to have inappropriate sex with his stepmother. With just a French kiss and a sexual touch, he made his sexual feelings known.
Taking the risk that she’d reject him and tell her husband, his father, what he had done to his wife, his stepmother, seemingly, well worth the risk, he didn’t care. Taking the chance that he’d reject her and tell her husband, his father, that he kissed her, French kiss her while touching and feeling her through her clothes, she didn’t care. Reciprocating his sexual passion with her sexual passion, obviously, Erica sexually wanted him as much as he sexually wanted her.
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A day Erica would never forget, the sun was shining and the birds were singing. It was a beautiful, warm, spring day, a day that she’d always remember. With God answering her daily prayers by giving her a second chance at life, and now a second chance at love, albeit with her stepson, it was a day that promised her a new beginning. Coinciding with her good, medical news, forever tied together with a big, sexy, sexual, red bow, it was the day that she had forbidden sex with her stepson, James.
Something that’s deemed so very nasty and sexually inappropriate by societal norms, unable to tell anyone, not even her husband, especially not her husband, Erica had forbidden sex with his son, her stepson, James. Not planned, provoked, or even wanted, it just happened. At the place and at the right time, with her in such a good mood, for her to reciprocate his sexual passion, he could have been anyone. Something that was totally unexpected, she celebrated her recent good news by having forbidden sex with, of all men, her husband’s son, her stepson.
Shocking even herself, with her so horny and so very sexually frustrated, she allowed him to take her. Never imagining she’d ever have sex with her stepson, she allowed him to have his wicked, sexual way with her naked body. She allowed him to make out with her. She allowed him to undress her. She allowed him to strip her naked. Then, as if they were boyfriend and girlfriend, lovers, or husband and wife, after he licked and fingered her pussy and she stroked and sucked his cock. She allowed him to make love to her before fucking her.
“I love you, Mom,” said James.
As soon as she heard him confess his love for her, she confessed her love for him.
“I güvenilir bahis love you, too, James,” said Erica.
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Thrilled with her recent, medical diagnosis that her cancer was not in remission but gone, feeling released from her death sentence and relieved from not needing more treatment, Erica allowed James to kiss her. Just an innocent kiss at first, then she not only allowed him to kiss her but also, she allowed him to French kiss her. If it wasn’t enough that she allowed her stepson to make out with his stepmother. Continuing the sexual debauchery, she allowed him to touch and feel her through her clothes while continuing to French kiss her.
With her receiving good news from her doctor, it was an exciting time made even more exciting by her having sex with James. First the good news about her health and then, James’ surprised her with his passionate kisses and sexual touches. At first, just an innocent kiss, but then, when he parted her lips with his tongue and French kissed her, instead of pulling away, she returned his French kiss with her French kiss. From that moment forward, with them already crossing the incestuous, forbidden line, there was no turning back.
Not stopping there, with her not having had sex in a long while, because of her nausea and up throughout the night, she’s been sleeping in the guest bedroom. Ever since her cancer returned, with her always sick and not wanting to disturb her husband’s sleep, no longer in a sexual mood, she stopped having sex with him. Now that she was cured, no longer longing for the sexual touch of her husband, she longed for the sexual touch of her stepson. Surprisingly, shockingly, and sexually excitingly, her stepson’s hands and the soft touch of his fingers felt good on her body.
Something she never thought she’d ever invite him to do, she allowed him to kiss her. She allowed him to French kiss her. She allowed him to make out with her. She allowed him to touch and feel her ass, her tits, and her pussy through her clothes. She allowed him to strip her naked. She allowed him to have forbidden sex with her naked body.
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Really not a big deal, it was just a kiss, albeit a totally unexpected show of affection mixed with love and inflamed with lust. Whether happy or sad, ever since his mother died, James seldom showed any emotion, especially toward her, the woman his father married, his stepmother, a woman who could never replace his real mother. At first, seemingly, just an excited, innocent kiss but, then, when he pulled Erica to him, he hugged her closer and held her tighter while staring in her bright blue, expressive eyes with his sad, brown eyes.
The first time hugging her, not knowing his intentions were sexual, at first, she was frightened. Then, something he had never done before, he kissed her. As soon as he parted her lips with his tongue and kissed her more passionately, surprising her and with her not resisting, his kiss became more sexual. Obviously, she had wanted him to kiss her as much as he had wanted to kiss her.
Instead of just giving her a friendly and appropriate peck on the lips, he kissed her longer and harder with pent up, sexual emotion before French kissing her. As soon as he French kissed her, testing the sexual water with his horny hand, he felt her ass through her short skirt. When she didn’t stop him from touching her ass, feeling her ass, squeezing her ass, and fondling her ass, he felt her breasts through her blouse, first one breast and then the other breast. Not stopping there, he fingered the impressions her nipples made through her blouse and bra.
‘He’s kissing me. He’s really kissing me,’ thought Erica. ‘He’s French kissing me. He’s touching me and feeling me through my clothes while French kissing me. I don’t believe this is happening. I can’t believe my stepson sexually wants me.’
With her staring at him with shocked, wide-eyed innocence, albeit sexually aroused, he astonished her with his French kisses and unexpected, lustful, sexual passion. He took her as if she was his and overwhelmed her as if they were already forbidden lovers. Not just kissing her, something difficult for her to wrap her mind around, he French kissed her while touching her and feeling her. As if he was trying to sexually seduce her, as if he was trying to impale her with his erect cock through their clothes, he continued kissing her while pressing his fully dressed body against her.
She couldn’t believe her stepson French kissed her, his stepmother, while having his sexual way with her fully clothe body. Trying to make sense of all that just happened, she couldn’t believe she allowed him to not only kiss her and make out with her but also touch her and feel her ass and breasts through her clothes. James French kissed her while sexually seducing her. Either she could say no or she could say yes. Her decision to make but helpless in his arms, either she could reject his sexual advances or accept them.
Something türkçe bahis so forbidden, taboo, and sexually in appropriate, James French kissed Erica. Something even more unbelievable, she couldn’t believe it herself when she returned his wet kisses with her passionate kisses and French kissed her stepson. If that wasn’t enough, instead of pulling back and slapping his hands away, she couldn’t believe she allowed him to touch her and feel her where only her husband had ever touched and felt her. Adding to the sudden, sexual lunacy, unable to stop him sexually assaulting her, she didn’t know what to do.
Instead of pushing him away, hungry for the sexual attention, she acted as if she wanted him to continue kissing her while touching her and feeling her. Instead of rebuffing him and denying him, she was compliantly complicit in his sudden, forbidden lustful affection by encouraging him. Surprising even herself, allowing him to continue French kissing her, she surrendered her tongue to his tongue. Allowing him to touch and feel her where no stepson should ever touch and feel his stepmother, she surrendered her willing body to his horny hands and exploring fingers.
Clearly, James French kissing Erica meant more to him than it would if it was nothing more than a sociably acceptable peck on the lips. Rather than a kiss good night, a kiss good morning, a kiss hello, or a kiss goodbye, it was more like a kiss that a man would give his lover on Valentine’s Day, on her birthday, on their anniversary, on Christmas, or on New Year’s Eve. Not a socially appropriate kiss between a stepmother and a stepson, it was more of a kiss between lovers than between friends.
Certainly, the kiss would be deemed more appropriate had they been dating and/or already sexually intimate. Yet, instead of stopping at a guiltless kiss that denoted their close friendship and solid relationship, instead of pushing him away and denying him, rejecting him, and rebuking him, something so forbidden, she allowed him to part her lips and French kiss her. Not stopping there by stopping him from touching her and feeling her, she allowed the forbidden, sexual exchange to continue.
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As if frozen into inaction with his kiss, a Godless and irresponsible act, and one without a modicum of shame, respect, guilt, or remorse, she allowed him to sexually assault her while French kissing her. She allowed him to have his wicked, sexual way with her clothed body before allowing him to strip her naked and have his wicked sexual way with her naked body. Remembering the kiss as if it just happened, replaying it over and again in her mind in the way of a looping video, she wanted him to French kiss her as much as he wanted to French kiss him.
Not stopping him with just a French kiss, she wanted more. She wanted sex. She wanted sex from him. As if he was her boyfriend or her lover, she allowed him to touch and feel her through her clothes while continuing to kiss her. She wanted him to touch and feel her through her clothes as much as he, obviously, wanted to touch and feel her through her clothes. Desperate for sex, as much as she was vulnerable and horny, putting aside that she was his stepmother, she wanted to have sex with her stepson.
She wanted to French kiss him as much as he wanted to French kiss her. She wanted to stroke him as much as he wanted to finger her. She wanted to suck him as much as he wanted to lick her. She wanted to make love to him as much as he wanted to make love to her. She wanted to fuck him as much as he wanted to fuck her.
Clearly, by discarding her morals and her modesty, she wanted him to touch and feel her as much as he obviously wanted to touch and feel her. She destroyed her reputation as a good woman, a faithful wife, and a loving stepmother, by becoming the slut that she had suddenly become. Erica allowed James to continue touching, feeling, and fondling her C cup breasts through her blouse and bra while kissing her. As soon as he felt her bra clad breasts, a telling sign that she was sexually aroused and wanted him as much as he wanted her, her nipples erected.
As shocking as it was surprising, instead of slapping his horny hand away, she allowed him to pull and pinch her nipples through her bra. Continuing with the sexual madness, surrendering her clothed buttocks to his willful and sexually aggressive hand, she allowed him to feel, fondle, and squeeze her ass through her short, blue skirt and her white, bikini panties. Not stopping there with him French kissing her and allowing him to feel her through her clothes, as if he was her boyfriend or her lover, she allowed him to sexually seduce her.
Somehow, as if he knew she wouldn’t resist him, James continued his sexual assault of Erica. As if he knew she wouldn’t reject him, he somehow knew she’d sexually respond to his long, wet kisses and his sexually inappropriate touches. As if he had already seen her naked many times before, even though he never had seen her güvenilir bahis siteleri without her clothes and should never have seen her naked now, Erica allowed James to slowly undress her. Something she thought she’d never do, putty in his horny hands to mold her and to sexually shape her, she allowed him to strip her naked.
Crossing the sexually forbidden line, with her a married woman and breaking her marriage vows for the first and only time, she allowed him to have sex with her naked body. Something she had never sexually done with any man before, other than with her husband, Erica promiscuously and incestuously did with James. As if she was his sexual slave and he was her Dom, she willingly and wantonly surrendered her naked body to him. With her suddenly becoming his whore, she did dirty, nasty, and sexually perverted things that she never did with any man before, not even with her husband.
Taking her when she least expected it, he took her when she was the most vulnerable after receiving her good news. He took her when she was the horniest after not having sex for three years. Yet, James gave Erica a day to remember and a memory she’d never forget.
Because of the cancer treatments and with her always sick to her stomach, she hadn’t been in a sexual mood. As if she had Leprosy and was a Leper because she had cancer, her husband had been unaffectionate and distant. With her not having had sex in such a long while, horny and sexually frustrated, James gave her all the romantic attention and the sexual passion she wanted and needed. Her unexpected lover, giving her multiple orgasms, James gave her surprised, sexual pleasure with his hands, his fingers, his tongue, and his cock.
Shockingly and scandalously, yet with her unwilling to stop him and with her unable to resist him, instead of denying him and/or pushing him away, she returned his sexual passion with her sexual passion. Obviously, she sexually wanted him as much as he sexually wanted her. Then, when he lifted her skirt and moved his horny hand in between her legs, she allowed him to touch her where no man but her husband had touched her. She allowed him to push her panties aside with his finger, rub her clit, and fingerfuck her pussy. She allowed him to masturbate her.
After he masturbated her and gave her a sexual orgasm with his fingers, she felt his erect prick through her jeans. Not stopping there, she unzipped his fly, pulled out his erect prick, and stroked him. After he masturbated her, she stroked him. After he masturbated her, she masturbated him. A stepson masturbating her stepson and a stepson masturbating his stepmother, was shocking and something out of the annals of Jerry Springer.
Going where no stepmother should ever go with her stepson, after he stripped her naked, she stripped him naked too. After he stripped her naked, he made love to her and fucked her. After she stripped him naked, she made love to him and fucked him too. After he fucked her, he licked her pussy and gave her another sexual orgasm with his mouth and fingers. After she fucked him, she sucked him, allowed him to cum in her mouth, and swallowed his cum. Seemingly, whatever he could do, she could do better.
She allowed him to ejaculate the pent-up sexual passion he had saved for her in her mouth. She swallowed him and licked him clean. Yet, not sucking him dry and saving some cum, she allowed him to give her a cum bath. As soon as he pulled his prick from her mouth, as if his cock was an uncorked, champagne bottle, a real gusher, she allowed him to cum all over her face and across her naked breasts.
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A day I’ll always remember and will never forget, now no longer thinking about my cancer, I think about James. James, James, James, is all I think about. I can’t stop thinking about him. Even though I’ve known him for years, as if I just met him, I can’t stop thinking about all that happened between us so long ago in such a short time. With him no longer my stepson, he’s now my forbidden lover.
With him moving out of the house and living out of state for work, I wonder if he still sexually thinks about me in the way that I still sexually think about him. I wonder if he masturbates over me in the way that I masturbate over him. I wonder if he told anyone, especially the women he dates, that he had sex with his stepmother in the way that I told my husband that I had sex with his son.
Now, instead of thinking about taking more pills and having more chemotherapy and radiation, I think about having sex with James. Instead of thinking about my cancer, I think about his lips, his hands, his fingers, his tongue, and his cock. Instead of thinking that I was going to die, I think about divorcing my husband, moving out of state, and living the rest of my life with James.
‘James. James. James. I love you, James,’ thought Erica.
Giving me reason to live, when I lost all hope, I want James forever in my life. After praying to God to give me another chance, I want to live with James. I want to be his woman. I want to be his forbidden whore. I want to be his wife and the mother to his children. No longer wanting my husband, I want his son. Ready to go from one man to another, I want James.