Traveling with Bryan - Ch.1 - the temptation begins - Sex Stories

Traveling with Bryan - Ch.1 - the temptation begins

... sixteen year old stepson be so naïve that he could possibly think I am not aware of his throbbing hard-on pulsing firmly against my buttocks? I felt my heart pounding in my chest from the combination of fear and excitement as my stepson grew harder and larger with each progressive pulse of his penis. Bryan pulled away ever so briefly, and he reached down with his hand, placed it in his boxers, and he subtly adjusted himself, allowing his erection to point upward towards his naval, releasing some obvious discomfort his 'boner' was causing him. With this adjustment, he slowly returned his arm around me, pulled me close to him, pressing his hard cock into the crack of my butt. I was shocked to realized that his erection was outside the opening in the front of his boxers now, separated only by the thin cotton material of my bikini panties. Bryan had placed his 'boner' through the slit in front of his boxers when he had 'adjusted' himself! I was suddenly aware that my vagina was responding to this unnatural and improper contact with my stepson. I was aware that I was beginning to lubricate, and I could feel my clitoris growing erect. I could feel my pulse very distinctly in my engorged clit as Bryan pressed himself into me. I lay there, motionless, enjoying the closeness and intimacy of this sinful moment. God, it was difficult to resist grinding back into him. But with my vagina getting wet, my clit throbbing with each beat of my pulse, and my heart and mind racing; I ...

... successfully remained mostly motionless with Bryan's youthful erection pressed firmly against the thin cotton material of my pale green panties which was covering my ass. I was so excited and so confused. Although I knew it was wrong, I enjoyed this sinful contact with my teenage stepson. I convinced myself that if I did not acknowledge it, I could pretend it was not actually happening. Finally, with the wine's assistance, I drifted off to sleep in the arms of my stepson, his erect penis pressed firmly into my buttocks. It was a wonderfully intimate moment that very few stepmothers will ever enjoy with their stepsons. And I was convinced then, as I am now, up to that point, I had not done anything too terribly wrong; I had committed no sin. Hours later, from a deep sleep, I was awakened. Bryan and I were still cuddled together, spooning with my butt pressing into his groin. Somewhere from the depths of slumber, Bryan tentatively started rocking his hips, grinding his cock against my ass. I could not determine if he was awake, or asleep. At first, he started out pressing against me slowly, tentatively, in order to subtly to gauge my reaction. When I continued to ignore his actions, his humping became more pronounced and forceful. But I was not sure he was awake. I knew then, as I know now, I should have broken off our embrace, and rolled away from my stepson. I know that I should stop this before it went any further. But somehow, I seemed powerless to move away; I did not feel I could ...