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A Stepmother's Sin - Chapter 5: I try to understand what is motivating my stepson
Date: 1/6/2017, Categories: Taboo Author: submissivemom72
... with the slippery in and out motion. It felt wonderful. He paused again. Looked into my eyes and asked, “Do you think you might be pregnant?” “No, baby. I know I am not. I put in my diaphragm before I left the office today. You did not know it, but you were totally protected, at least from knocking me up.” Robert face showed some real disappointment at this news. At that moment, I knew he had a real desire for something that could never be. He really wanted me to carry his child, our child. He needed to understand that was not a possibility. “Why did you make me think you did not have any protection in place?” he sounded hurt. “Baby, there were a couple of reasons. First, I wanted to understand your frame of mind a little better; what was driving your desire for me. I really wanted to know if you wanted to impregnate me. Also, I thought the 'play acting' might excite you. If it was something that you desired on some level, then it seemed harmless to let you think you were taking me with no barriers in place.” He nodded in apparent understanding. Without decoupling from me, Robert slid down off the couch into a kneeling position. As he did, he pulled me forward towards him, pulling my ass off the couch, leaving me resting my shoulders and back on the couch cushions. And he began slowly, lovingly fucking me again on ...
... the couch. He was erect again inside of me, never having left since our shared orgasm. Now my pussy was sloppy wet, wide open and noisily slurping with each long, slow stroke of my stepson’s penis. He pulled me forward, so that I was sitting on his lap, straddling his muscular thighs, with his penis reaching up inside me. As he pulled me forward we embraced and kissed passionately, he fondled my tiny breasts as I raised myself up and down on him. I was crying as I fucked him, tears running down my face and spilling on to Robert’s chest; but I was not sad or distraught. The tears were more about the tremendous emotions I was feeling as I rode him. I had, for the moment placed aside my shame and guilt. I was past worrying about the morality of our actions, I just wanted my baby to cum inside me again; which he did. No man had ever loved me, or been as dedicated to me, or desired me as much as Robert did at that moment. And feeling him deep inside me, reaching up into my womb with his wonderful penis gave me a sense of contentment and fulfillment that I cannot describe. The guilt and shame would return soon enough; but at this instant, I was making love to someone whom I loved dearly and completely. And to this day, years later, I still cherish the memory of that evening. Coming soon: Chapter 6 - Our Fourth of July trip