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

Traveling with Bryan - Chapter 4 - the unthinkable happens

... an emotional release more powerful than I can describe. I know this was wrong, very, very wrong; but never has physical contact felt so right, so full of love and genuine affection as this moment did right then. Bryan was growing more aroused, and I was growing aroused, and we were both experiencing an emotional release of epic proportions with a flood of tears and passion. This was far more than just sexual response; it was far deeper, more intense, and more intimate. "Bryan I love you so much. But we must not continue doing this." I sobbed. But even as I verbally told Bryan we should stop, I did not remove my hand from his lap; I wanted to continue to feel his erection pulse against my palm. I did not push his hand from my breast; in fact, I traced my fingers along his rigid shaft. Nor did I resist his probing tongue as he kissed me deeply, and emotionally. "I love you too Brenda; more than you can imagine," was Bryan's response, as he started fumbling with the snap on the waistband of my jeans. "Bryan, maybe we should stop now," I said, unsure of the meaning of my own words. But even as I verbally told my stepson we should stop, I stood up and allowed him to unhook my jeans, and lower the zipper. I stood there silently, and I allowed my stepson to lower my pants and panties together. I knew we were going to make love once again. I just could not help myself; I just could not resist. I stepped out of my pants, and stood in front of my stepson wearing only my t-shirt and ...

... bra, naked from the waist down. Slowly, the mood was changing from an emotional release to passionate arousal. Bryan's penis was standing erect now poking through the front opening of his boxers. I walked over to the dresser and retrieved the bag of condoms. While struggling to open the box, and gain access to one of the prophylactics, I said to Bryan, "perhaps you should take off your shorts." Bryan stood, removed his boxes, as I walked towards him. I was tearing the wrapper with my teeth, like a sex crazed animal. His erection looked as rigid and large as it was before. I placed the condom on the head, and rolled it down just slightly, stopping to examine it for a moment. The beige colored latex sheathe looked like a little hat atop the head of his large boner. The tiny reservoir at the tip to catch the semen made a cute bubble. "Baby, I think I am getting obsessed with your penis... I just love the way it looks... God you are sexy..." And I rolled the rubber all the way down his thickly veined shaft. "Bryan, if anyone ever finds out what we are doing your dad would divorce me, and it would cause a great scandal." Bryan smiled as though he understood, and stepped away from me, leaving me standing there with my pussy and buttocks exposed for his view. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as my lubrication slowly leaked out of me. "Brenda, no one will ever know about this, ever; I promise. I would never tell anyone, ever." Bryan then pulled a chair from the desk and sat ...