Traveling with Bryan - Chapter 4 - the unthinkable happens - Sex Stories

Traveling with Bryan - Chapter 4 - the unthinkable happens

... resist any man who has made me cum. I seem to become instantly obsessed with that man; almost as though he has a strange power over me, a power I am unable to resist. In a sense, I become his. In this case, that man was my stepson. And that came with emotional baggage that seemed to make me even more susceptible to being obsessed and vulnerable. In a very real sense, Bryan now owned a part of me from that moment forward. I knew as I was standing there buying these condoms and birth control pills, I was acknowledging the fact that I would take my stepson inside me again. I was his; I belonged to him now. I could try to resist, and try to deny this powerful attraction I felt towards my stepson; however, his ability to produce powerful orgasms in me provided him a unique power over me. I thanked the pharmacist, and I left the store. As I carried the plastic bag of contraceptives across the parking lot back to the hotel room where Bryan waited nervously, I tried to process what had happened over the past two days, and what the future held. How did I ever get so damned fucked up that I was allowing my stepson to enter me? I arrived back at the room, and placed the bag of contraceptives on the dresser. Bryan was very curious about the events at the pharmacy. I could see the concern, bordering on panic that was dominating my stepson's attention. I felt the need to allow him to relax, to assure him everything was going to be okay. I shared the emergency contraception details with ...

... him. I assured him that the risk of pregnancy had been removed. Bryan was still in a state of shock, and was trying to determine if he was 'in trouble' with me, or I was mad at him for the unfortunate rupture of the condom. I felt an overwhelming need to comfort him, to reassure him that he had not done anything wrong; that it was me, not him, who acted inappropriately. Sitting on the bed next to him, we talked for a long time. He was still just wearing his boxers. Every few moments, as we talked, I would see the crotch of Bryan's boxers twitch and pulse. He was still semi-erect. I wondered if he was like this all the time? Did my sixteen year old stepson always have as semi-rigid cock throbbing in his pants? Do all sixteen year old men have this problem to deal with? For a brief moment I had an appreciation how tough it must be to be a sixteen year old man, or 'soon to be man', with all these hormones raging through your system, and the associated urges that came with them. I apologized to Bryan for my inappropriate behavior. I tried to put it in perspective; I tried to explain to Bryan, while trying to convince myself, that I allowed this to happen because I was lonely and grief stricken. I had simply turned to the wrong person for emotional and physical comfort. Bryan seemed to sense that I was overwhelmed with guilt, and I needed comforting again. "Brenda, I know you are feeling bad about what happened, but it was not wrong. I needed you every bit as much as you needed me. I ...