Leaving

"Are you feeling okay, Primo? What's troubling you? Please, tell me."

Smiles.

C

Clandestine

Lighting a cigarette as I look you over.

went to baseball game tonight.I am off rest of week ac went at work

crawling onto the bed
following your 'orders'
kneeling between your spread thighs
puppy dog laplaplappppping at your quivvering, oooozing slit

wtf…not understanding

tilting my head toward you bed
turned back. . . inviting
'nudging' you that direction
as my fingers slip from your fire
kicking off my shoes as I peel off my shirt, letting my jeans & boxers fall to the floor

His fingers penetrate me deeply, to my hot core and it should horrify me, but instead I am suddenly intensely aroused, My fingers fumble with the snap and zipper on his jeans, get them open and then I can feel his erect penis, the same one I saw when he was just a little boy, pulling against his cotton briefs and then I pull those down and his penis, erect, hard, his cock, so hard and thick is jutting up from his pants as we kiss and he fingers me like a horny schoolboy behind the barn...I break the kiss long enough to say, take your clothes off, take everything off, I want to see you naked...

looks in again

What??

What are you talking about?

What??

What’s that’s mean?

It's wrong, so wrong, my stepson's fingers pushing into my wet pussy, but it feels soo good, and its been so long, my hips start to move slightly pushing back and forth to increase the pleasure of the sensation, I kiss him and then reach down to squeeze the bulge in his pants, thick, full, he's aroused, I slide my hand up and down the shaft the way I know he will like, and our breathing grows louder, I let the robe fall off my shoulders, suddenly wantint to be naked, totally exposed to him

Leave me alone

grazing my fingertips under your robe
fingertips drawn to your fire
my eyes focused on yours as I wriggggle my fingers between your thighs

Feeling so heavy and helpless, weak, my hands fall away, Ohhh, Owen..I whisper as he pulls the robe open, exposing my heavy breasts with their full nipples and my soft belly, I move closer to him feel his physical presence, and feel deep inside, my own hunger and need, mixed with horror and shame at what seems to be happening in my bedroom, my husband and my bedroom....

feeling you grip on the belt weaken
your will weakening. . .
the belt slipppping
you robe beginning to open
as I draw you close

Watching, shocked, feeling frozen as his young fingers grab the robe belt, pulling on it, I grab the other end, try to hold it back..Owen..what are you doing? That's so wrong..my voice husky, weak I look up at him see his hungry expression, its strangely arousing...Owen..darling...we can't I say...a whisper

taking another step closer - inhaling tasting her scent
you know what I mean about 'properly'
reaching out - tugggging at your robe's belt

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