Traveling With Bryan - Ch. 5 - We Head Home From The Funeral - Sex Stories

Traveling With Bryan - Ch. 5 - We Head Home From The Funeral

... satisfied or so content as I did lying in your arms, with your penis still inside me, after you gave me the most powerful and enjoyable orgasm I have ever experienced. Baby, I am an evil, wicked, sinful woman for saying this, but yes, I enjoyed making love to you." He smiled broadly. "Are you going to allow me to do that to you again? Can we be together again?" "Honey, I don't think we should. I want to share that with you, but I am afraid that I am harming you." "Brenda, you are not. I promise you, you are not hurting me. I need you. I need to be with you and to touch you. I don't think I can stand being in the house with you and not having you," Bryan said with a love and passion that I knew was genuine and sincere. I noticed Bryan's crotch was starting to bulge a bit. This conversation was arousing him. "Baby, I have the same desire, and the same needs. I don't know if I could ever say no to you, ever," I said before pausing. "But if we continue, we have to establish some guidelines. I have to know that I am not interfering with your normal social interaction with girls your own age." Bryan's face lit up like a Christmas tree when I indicated that there was a scenario that would allow us to continue our intimacies. "Bryan, you have to date girls your own age. If I feel like I am interfering with you dating girls, I will stop this. I will have to stop this. I love you too much not to stop this." Bryan nodded, and then offered, "But Brenda, I promise I won't do these ...

... things with them. I will save that for you. I don't want to do these things with anyone except you." "Bryan, that is precisely what I am talking about. You have to interact with girls your own age as if we were not intimate. If you can't do that, I am hurting you; and I would be forced to stop." Bryan nodded as he answered, "So you want me to fuck other girls?" I decided that I would not address my stepson's use of the word 'fuck' in front of me, especially since recently I had said something to the effect of 'fuck me harder' while he was pounding my pussy with his erection several days ago. I felt that I lost the moral high ground to criticize him for cursing the moment I let him enter me. No, his choice of words would not be the issue today. "Bryan, I do not want you to have sex with anybody because of me; but I certainly do not want you to abstain from sex because of me either." "But Brenda, you have told me many, many times that having sex at my age can lead to pregnancy and/or disease. Wouldn't be better if I did not have sex with anyone except you?" Damn, he was good. He had a point. If taking my stepson into my bed kept him from contracting an incurable disease, or getting a girl pregnant, then maybe I was actually protecting him, not harming him? Was I simply rationalizing my bad behavior? Perhaps. But Bryan did have a point. "Bryan, I just don't want you to fail to experience the discovery of sex with a girl your own age because you are rushing home to hop into my bed." ...