In Drew’s mind, It felt incredibly vivid and real. The woman was whispering something that he couldn’t make out, and slowly petting his cock with her warm hands. She brought her face down close to his crotch, and Drew could feel her hot breath tickling and exciting his exposed flesh.
The woman licked the head of Drew’s cock, and he moaned. His body was reveling in the sensation, and with a start, he woke up, opening his eyes and expecting it to just be him in his bed.
It wasn’t, and if Drew had not have been so tired, he would have been startled. Instead he yawned, and then gasped as a soft, wet mouth underneath the covers began to work its way up his shaft. He pulled back his sheets, and was shocked to see his mom with her pretty lips wrapped around his member, wearing nothing but a thin, translucent night gown.
“M…mom?” Drew wiped his hand across his eyes. “I must still be dreaming.”
Angela pulled her mouth off his tool slowly, gave it a quick lick, and then smiled at him.
“You won the game, sweetie, here’s your surprise.”
She went back to work, giving her son head and making tiny, lewd slurping noises as she did. Drew was overwhelmed by intense sexual pleasure, and something else along with it. He was in a state of disbelief, unable to trust what his eyes were showing them, and even less able to accept that his body seemed to be reacting to and enjoying it.
“No…this, this is so wrong,” he moaned. “Oh god…mom, you can’t.”
Angela seemed to smile with her son’s cock still in her mouth. She kept bobbing her head up and down, each movement making Drew feel as though his dick was being caressed by something softer and slicker than he had previously thought possible.
He reached forward and halfheartedly tried to push his mom’s head back. She flicked his hand away in a manner that was parental and condescending. Drew was stricken by a powerful guilt, combined with shame and horror and confusion at the fact that what he thought was happening was really happening.
“Mom, you can’t be doing this,” he managed to whisper. “This…this is so wrong.”
But it feels so right, replied a voice in the back of his head. His member was electric with sexual energy, and his eyes seemed to be lusting for his mom’s attractive body. He wanted to give her something even more, and wanted to take it even further, though the conflict in his heart kept him from being able to admit it to himself.
Angela slid one of her hands up her son’s stomach and chest, and then pushed her head even further forward onto his cock. Drew felt the head of his dick push into something tighter and more restrictive than his mom’s open mouth, and realized that she was deep throating him. He shivered with pleasure, and couldn’t stifle a small moan that escaped his lips.
He was unable to process what was happening, and for a moment thought that he might still be dreaming. The idea of Angela, his mother and the woman who raised him, doing something so incredibly slutty and taboo, to him, her own son, it shook his foundation to the core.
But at the same time, he had given up on stopping her. Drew didn’t want to stop her at the point, and as he felt his breathing and heart rate and sexual build up all begin to collect and hasten, he knew how the situation was going to end.
Angela was using her entire mouth to pleasure and massage her son’s cock, and she did it with a motherly, tender flair. She pulled her lips off Drew’s dick and began stroking it with her hands, teasing the head of it with her tongue and locking eyes with him.
“Do you want to cum for mommy, Drew?”
“Oh God!” Hearing her talk dirty instantly pushed him over the limit. Angela leaned back, continuing to jerk him off as his cock exploded, spraying semen all over the exposed cleavage visible through the top of her gown. She let him spurt most of it out, and then gave it one last lick and suck, like a mother cat cleaning one of her kittens.
Drew could only stare straight ahead at first during the aftermath. His cheeks were flushed red, and it was hard for him to make eye contact with her. Accepting the fact that his own mother had given him head was almost impossible, and worse still, he had enjoyed it.
“Drew? Sweetie?” Angela was sitting next to him on the bed and rubbed his shoulder affectionately. “Don’t take it too seriously, I was just giving you your reward for winning the game. I thought you’d like it…”
“You thought…” Drew was having trouble even forming a complete sentence. “You thought I’d like having you do something like that?”
“Of course I did!” Angela smiled at him, and her hand began to start up his thigh. “You are my big, baby boy. I just wanted to take care of you, Drew. Don’t you like it when I take care of you?”
Her hand was close to Drew’s cock again, and even though he had just cum, he felt it beginning to harden. He stood up, and pushed her back as he started towards the door, feeling like he was either going to throw up, or get an erection, or both.
“I can’t…I can’t be here right now.”
“Drew!”
Angela got up and walked towards him, but Drew was quick. He grabbed a shirt and a pair of pants from his dresser and ran down the stairs, clumsily getting dressed as he went. He couldn’t stay in the house. Everything he knew about his life and his family had been flipped upside down. He had to get out of there.
CHAPTER 4
Drew spent a couple of hours just driving around in his car, without any aim. He was hoping that his emotions would come under control, and that he’d be able to look at the situation objectively, without condemning his mom for what she had done, but it never happened.
Angela had been incessant in the calls she made to his cellphone. Drew had not answered a single one. She had been texting him too, and looking through them only seemed to deepen his confusion.
“Drew, calm down, this isn’t as big of a deal as you’re making it out to be.”
“Honey, do you want me to make you something special for dinner? Call me back.”
“Please Drew, promise me you won’t tell anyone about this. I thought you would like it”
“I love you. Please call me.”
The last one in particular stuck with him. He knew that Angela loved him, and he loved her, but now a monkey wrench had been thrown into the gears of their relationship.
Drew found himself wondering if the incident was something that had been harboring underneath the surface throughout their entire relationship. They had always been so close, unusually close, even. The way they would talk to each other had always been fun, and electric. It was hard for Drew to see it now and not feel as though it had just been a decade long bout of foreplay.
He briefly considered driving back to his college, and trying to find somewhere in that area to stay until the dorms reopened, but decided against it. Running away from what was happening in his life, as confusing as it was for him, didn’t seem to be the answer.
After steeling his nerves, he turned the car around, and headed home. It was mid-afternoon, almost early evening. The entire day had passed by with him in a daze, bordering on the verge of a fugue state. But as he opened up the door and stepped inside, all of that faded, and reality hit him like a ton of bricks.
Angela was sitting on the couch. She held her phone in her hand, and seemed to be trying to keep her emotions in check as he walked towards her. She was still wearing that thin, insubstantial night gown. Drew was aroused by the sight of her in it, and along with it came a host of other unwanted, guilty feelings.
“Drew…” Angela stood up, and looked deep into his eyes. Drew could tell that his step mother wasn’t sorry about what had happened. If anything, she seemed happy about it, as though the two of them had progressed to a new level, with a new, deeper connection.
“Mom,” he said, looking at her. “I-“
Angela cut him off by pressing her lips against his and pulling him into an embrace. Drew could feel his cock quickly springing to attention, and suddenly it was as though a starting pistol had gone off in a primitive, sexual foot race.<
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The two of them kissed and groped at each other. There was something about the way his mom kissed him that made Drew feel like a kid again, as though she was there to take care of his needs, all of his needs.
Angela unzipped his jacket, letting it fall to the ground behind him and immediately starting to pull his shirt up and over her head. Drew pushed himself at her and began to feel her soft body with his hands, so warm and feminine, and it drove him wild.
She looked at him and offered a coy smile, licking her lips and letting one of her hands sneak down to her son’s crotch. Drew nodded ever so slightly, feeling a wave of lust overpower his resolve. Angela undid his button and zipper, and then pulled them down, slowly descending onto the couch and bringing him with her.
It was the same couch on which Drew and Angela had cuddled together when he was young. They watched movies together, and she would give him backrubs. When he was even younger than that, he had a memory of her tickling him almost to the point of not being able to breathe.
It was a strange thing to remember, but it was there, and then as Drew pulled his mom’s nightie up and over her head, her naked body became the only thing he could focus on. Her breasts were large, and dotted with perfect pink nipples that called out to him to suck on.
Down below, Angela had a tiny patch of hair between her legs, cut short and neatly trimmed. Drew slipped out of his boxers with all of the finesse of a toddler walking for the first time, and then lied down on the couch with his mom.
“Oh yes, sweetie…” whispered Angela. She kissed him, and wrapped her fingers around his hard cock. Drew was amazed, again, by just how good it felt to have her stroking him off. He kissed her neck and shifted position, and almost as though drawn by some magnetic force, his cock aligned itself in between her thighs.
“Mom…I, I want to,” he said. Angela didn’t nod, but instead leaned back, and seductively flicked her hair behind her.
Drew felt something raw and primal take hold of him. He pushed forward, easing up as he felt his mom’s tight cunt stretching to accept his hard rod. Angela moaned, and slowly wrapped her legs around her son, as if she was concerned about him having second thoughts.
He let his cock slide in deeper, about halfway. His mom’s pussy was almost sucking him in, and Drew knew at that point that he was too far under the spell of her sexuality to back out from this encounter or any other. He wanted to fuck his mom, badly, and was lucky to have the chance to begin with.
That didn’t stop him from feeling guiltier and more ashamed than he ever had before, but it put it in perspective. His dad would crucify him if he ever found out, and this was something Drew would have to live with, and possibly regret, for the rest of his life.
But in that moment, with his cock almost shivering and convulsing from the amazing pleasure of his mom’s warm, wet pussy, it was worth it. For Drew, it was beyond worth it, and he needed more.
His hips slowly began to buck forward, and back. Angela let out a moan, and kissed him again. He was obsessed with the feeling, and each time his cock would slide out of her it would feel so cold, and then so warm and comforted as he slid back in.
“Oh god, sweetie,” whispered Angela. “Please don’t stop, I want you to fuck me. Don’t stop.”
“Mom, I…I’m fucking you.” It was a dumb thing to say, but all Drew could process in the moment was the intensely pleasurable sensation of their bodies melding together.
He began to pump faster. His mom had a surprisingly tight cunt, and it seemed to reward Drew for pushing deeper and harder into it. Her breasts were bouncing in front of him with every stroke, and he leaned his head forward and began to suck on one of them.
“Oh yeah, just like that honey,” cried Angela. “Oh god, Drew, this is so bad,”
“Mom,” he moaned. “Mom, you feel so good…”
Drew built up momentum with every second he fucked his mom, and he could hear the couch straining underneath them. He had never done anything that managed to be so outside of the normal standards of society before, and the conflict began to fuel his thrusts, pushing him to push into her with all of his strength.
“That’s right Drew, fuck mommy,” shouted Angela. “Fuck your mommy! Oh god, Drew!”
“Mom!”
Angela began to tense up, her nails raking across her son’s back. Drew was right there with her, and he gripped her waist tightly as he slammed into her for a few last, powerful thrusts. His cock began to explode his load into her, sending more pleasure racing through him than he had ever imagined possible.
Drew enjoyed the feeling…for a moment. Then, not half a minute after cumming, all of the guilt and shame, and most prominently, regret, began to descend onto him like a dark cloud blocking out the sun.
“Mom…” he whispered, his voice wavering. “What…what did we just do?”
Angela was smiling at him, and was willfully oblivious to what he was going through.
“I’m so happy, Drew,” she said. “I want to come visit you once you go back to school.”
Drew just shook his head. He could never take it back, and somehow, the fact was both thrilling and horrifying.
END
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FREE EXCERPT FROM “ FORBIDDEN CHRISTMAS”
CHAPTER 1
“Oh yeah, give it to me harder!”
Jake’s eyes were locked onto his computer monitor, and his hand was pumping up and down on his shaft in time with the action in the scene. A mid-thirties busty blond woman was getting fucked hard, and though it was incredibly arousing for him to watch, he needed to do a certain amount of mental gymnastics in order to keep from comparing her to his step mom, who she looked very similar to.
He wasn’t exactly sure just how he had ended up looking at porn. It was around 10 AM, and it was Christmas Eve. He had the day off from school, but with his step mom in the house and his step sister and dad on the way home, it wasn’t exactly like he had free reign to do whatever he wanted.
“Oh god, don’t stop, keep going sweetie!”
Jake hadn’t checked the details of the porn clip before clicking on it, basing his choice just off the thumb nail alone. He realized, somewhat startlingly, that it was a step mother and step son forbidden sex scene, and felt a strange and uncomfortable emotion take root in his stomach. His cock didn’t seem to mind, but he knew that it was a terrible video to watch before spending the next few days with his family.
“Jake, are you in there?”
He only just managed to slide his sweatpants up and switch off the clip as his door opened. Teresa, his real life step mom and the last person he wanted to see at that moment, was standing on the other side of it.
Teresa was an attractive woman, in her late thirties but looking much more l
ike she was in her late twenties. She had an elegant aura about her, with nicely sized breasts and a body that she kept in shape through five sessions at the gym a week.
She was already dressed for the day, wearing a nice sweater that was flattering in the way it showed off her bosom, and a pair of tight, butt hugging jeans. Jake was still clad in the clothes he had woken up in, and that, combined with his embarrassingly hard member, made it difficult for him to face his mom.
“Did you just get up, sweetie?” she asked. “Jessica’s going to be here soon, you need to get dressed!”
Jessica was Jake’s step sister, and along with Teresa, she had entered his life ten years ago. He had been eight at the time, and to suddenly have a mother after losing his own as a newborn, along with a sister two years older than him, was like a dream come true.
“Sorry mom!” Jake was blushing, and sweating a little. He had tucked his cock into the fabric of his boxers, but it was threatening to come loose and pop up, tenting his pants and being too obvious to hide. He imagined for a second what his mom’s reaction would be if that happened, and found himself blushing even more severely.
“I can fix you breakfast really quick but I really need to get started on the meal for tomorrow.” Teresa walked over and leaned in to give Jake a kiss on the forehead. For some reason, when she came in close, he felt almost as though he was watching the porn video again, except in reality.
“Uh, okay mom.” He felt her plant a soft, motherly peck on his forehead, and his cock throbbed in his boxers. Jake was horny, but his arousal was connected with feelings of shame and embarrassment for being in such a state so close to his own mom.
“Christmas is the best time of the year!” Teresa walked out of his room humming a tune, and Jake breathed a sigh of relief.
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