A Step mother's sin - Chapter 3: Reluctantly, - Sex Stories

A Step mother's sin - Chapter 3: Reluctantly,

Maybe it was the combination ofmy long overdue sexual release coupled with the enormity of my sin, but suddenly an emotional wave of guilt and panic came over me. I honestly could not believe I had just done what I had done. I had just had the most intense, powerful and longest orgasm of my life, and I had it with my stepson’s fist inside me and his lips and tongue on my clitoris. I could not believe I had allowed this to happen. “Oh, baby, I am so, so very sorry,” I sobbed, as tears began to flow uncontrollably. “I never meant for anything like this to happen. I promise, it will never happen again.” I was crying hysterically now. My chest was heaving up and down as a sobbed, tears streaming down my cheeks landing on my t-shirt. Robert pulled me close, hugging me deeply, attempting to comfort me and calm my crying. “Mom, it was a beautiful, beautiful thing. There is nothing to be sorry about. I love you, and I want to make love to you. This is what I have wanted for a long time.” His words only seemed to heighten my guilt and emotional release. I sobbed harder. “It was terribly, terribly wrong of me to let this happen, baby. You are my stepson. I should never have let this get this far. I should never have even let this get started. I should never have let my weakness allow me to use you this way. I promise, baby, it won’t happen again.” Robert’s fingers lifted my chin to look into his eyes. “Mom, I want it to happen again, and again. I need you and want you.” He paused for ...

... a second, took my hand and placed it on his erect penis and said, “Mom, I need to cum again. I need it bad. I need your help.” My hand rested on his erection as I tried to think. I tried to clear my head, but could not. My tears were still flowing freely, falling down my cheeks and on to my t-shirt, but my uncontrollable sobbing had subsided slightly. My chest was no longer heaving uncontrollably. I felt his erection pulsingunder my hand, inviting me, no actuallybegging me to service it. Each pulse of his cock under my handsent a shock of guilt through me. How did I ever get in this situation? It seemed silly to me to refuse to assistRobert with his engorged penis in the context of what I had just allowed him to do to me. On the other hand I was losing complete control of the situation. Or maybe I never had any control? I looked at his penis, uncertain of what to do. More confused than I have ever been before, I slowly and tentatively encircled my fingers around his shaft. I remember being absolutely amazed again at the thickness of my stepson’s cock. Gently, Ibegan stroking up and down the entire length. “I shouldn’t be doing this, Robert. This is wrong.” But I could not refuse my boy in this situation, I just couldn’t. I remember thinking that Robert might be too big. I remember thinking that he might actually be too big for a normal woman to accommodate. My god, his cock was so thick and long. He was leaking some trace amount of fluid and this made the head very slippery. ...