Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 27
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New Year Eve 🧡
As am about to walk out stepmom retorted “Where are you going?
“I’m sleepy and I think I better head to bed.” I was far from sleepy, but I had to have some excuse even though we both knew why I wanted to run away.
“Oh honey – the movie is almost over and this is so nice and relaxing. Could you stay just a little longer?” There was a bizarre, almost anxious, feeling that I had about her request that had my mind reeling. I laid still and didn’t say a word.
When the movie restarted, I felt something for the first time that I thought had to be my imagination. Five seconds later she did it again and then again.
Stepmother had pushed her hips back in a relaxed fashion, then she squeezed the meaty cheeks of her ass together which guided my surging cock between them,then she pulled her hips forward on the couch until my dick was almost pulled out of it’s limit, then she relaxed her ass and repeated the process several times. My hand, which lay upon her hip, was now moving in rhythm to the undulating movements of her gyrating pelvis.
She definitely knew what she was doing. Back at Christmas I felt like something like this was possible, but now that it was happening I felt totally lost. We had never had any extraneous contact such as this before, but the few hints and the build-up from a few short months ago were suddenly being consummated in this moment.
I can tell you that I have always found her attractive. I had seen stepmom in various stages of undress before, but there was never any sort of sexual repartee between us. As a matter of fact, she always seemed to be quite conservative when it came to sex.
Our pace continued at the same tempo as my bloated staff succumbed to the wanted advances of her luscious ass. My mind was in a quandary while my body was simply enjoying the unbelievable feeling. My eyes watched as her ass undulated before me. Needless to say, it was mesmerizing.
“Mom, oh god mom, what are you doing?”
She seemed to be focusing on her own feelings, as she lifted her head up toward me and breathed, “Shh!”
stepmom reached behind to me and proceeded to pull me forward initiating a lustful bump and grind movement. My body did not need coaxing in this natural progression and my hips started to pump enthusiastically back and forth — the tempo being totally under the control of my stepmom.
The wanton provocation of my stepmom’s need told me that all of this was somehow acceptable. Suddenly, I no longer cared that this was my stepmother that was giving me these unbelievable feelings. Dad was not at home, Viv was off on her college visit, and Bellori was fast asleep up in her room. I was now uninhibited in my lust for this woman – my own sweet stelmother. She was leading me down this path and it seemed as though it was what she wanted and I was eagerly available to give it to her.
I reached down with my top hand and quickly pushed my lounge pants down to the top of my thighs, below my balls, exposing myself against the t-shirt clad woman before me. Her ass did not pause in its delectable movements.
Then I reached down with the same hand placing it against the topside of my mother’s smooth thigh. This, under our movements, allowed me to slowly guide the hem of stepmother’s long t-shirt up above her hip, exposing silky pink bikini panties beneath. I was a little bit disappointment, seeing that Stepmom had not gone pantiless beneath her shirt, but then I realized it only slowed me down for another few seconds.
It would only take a moment to slide those panties down her legs exposing that sexy round ass for my selfish desire. I was really ready to fuck.
Just as I hooked my thumb in the elastic waistband of the silky white panties,Stepmom’s hand grasped me firmly and pulled my hand away.
Even in my rising passion, I realized that stepmother might not want me to take her panties off.
Maybe that was the limit that she had set for now. Only a second’s frustration filled me – most certainly my bare hard cock felt delicious with only the thin silk separating it and her provocative supple bottom.
Perhaps, I could work on getting her panties out of the way later.
stepmom drew my hand toward her ample chest and pressed my open palm into her luscious big tits, the erect nipples were obvious as they thrust into my palm. She let out a low groan as I squeezed her breast with animal lust.
My hips restarted their cadence, but with a more powerful purpose to them this time. I was becoming impassioned with each passing moment.
She was bouncing up and down along the couch as we humped one another.
The pleasure that was filling me from our union was exquisite. The Forbidden nature of having sexual relations with my stepmother seemed to make this situation even more erotically stimulating. It seems sin does have its rewards.
My hand was quickly moved beneath the bunched hem of stepmom’s long t-shirt.
I reached for her grapefruit sized breasts, this time unencumbered by any fabric, and found that they were warm, soft, and very sensitive to my touch.
The long nipple seemed to be writing into my palm without regret as I juggled stepmom’s jugs.
The sounds of my stepmother’s arduous panting became audible enough that I could hear it over my own grunts and it was exciting to my senses.
I was dry fucking my stepmother’s nice firm ass without a care in the world.
This may not have been intercourse, but it was a wonderful feeling. I had done this with Viv in the past, but this seemed even more taboo. When I was with Viv, all I did was concentrate on her enjoying the experience. This was totally carnal. I wanted to bust a nut so badly and that was all that this was about – pure uninhibited sexual desire.
I was conscious that the lower half of my stepmother’s arm was riding along the length of her body, her hand trapped between her thighs. Her orgasm was overcoming her and she began to shiver – almost convulsingly.
The moment of climax was fast approaching and I subconsciously leaned forward and down to kiss stepmother’s ear and then her neck with sloppy wet kisses. She groaned with the new intimacy and then surprised me by turning her face back to look at me – wide eyed and almost in shock.
At that moment, my lips found her mouth open as if frozen in a silent scream
and kissed them lasciviously. A moment later, my tongue slipped into her still wide-open mouth and tasted her as we continued our ride. She suddenly turned away from me, leaving me with the soft contour of her exposed neck.
It was soon covered in my saliva as I found pleasure even in this forbidden touch.
The sound of my own pleasure was getting louder to my ears, stepmother following with an odd symphony of audible lust.
It felt as if her body was on fire beneath my lips, in my hand, through her panties and against my crotch. She was sweating profusely. I noticed that her amply- endowed breasts were slick to the touch and the backs of her bare thighs were sticking to my own exposed thighs. stepmother’s trembling now was almost out of control.
It was in the immediate aftermath that reality hit me hard. My stepmother was still humping against me, panting loudly and shivering in orgasm. A smell wafted to my nostrils as if for the first time, We both were excited beyond control.
I was the sole witness to the most delightfully erotic moment in my life – watching my stepmother enjoy her own sexual climax as I watched over the top of her. She had my cock locked against her silk covered ass as trimmers overtook her body. The love that I had for her was becoming more immense by the moment.
I tried to be subtle in my movements. What should I think? What should I do? I felt new emotions for my stepmother that I had never felt before. Now we were more than stepmother and stepson. We were lovers and this would be even more complicated by my relationship with Viviamn.
Time seemed to pass very slowly and I was very aware of the sexual intensity still between us. We had made a mess. There was cum all over my front and her ass. I was holding her, with my head lying against her back. We were enveloped in one another’s sweaty mess.
All I could think was: had I done something to bring this occurrence on?
How would stepmom react to what just happened? Did she feel the same as I did about her?
Then very slowly, she rose up on the couch. She then fumbled her panties down her waist, hips, and thighs before she removed them completely. She bundled up the silky garment saturated with our cum and placed it on the floor in front of us.
My slick manhood lay along the lower curve of stepmother’s naked backside and were looking down at her bare ass, where once there had been panties. My cock twitched, telling me that it was quickly coming back to life.
I thought that maybe her removing her panties meant an invitation for more. I sure was hoping that we weren’t finished.
stepmom must have felt it as well. The friction was causing the hot beef to once again rise against her silky smooth hot flesh. Suddenly she pulled her hips away from mine and then she pushed herself to an upright position. I took my hand and began caressing the soft skin of her lower back under her t-shirt. She sat before me, quiet for several seconds.
I could feel the tension rising beneath the touch of my hand on her back. She wanted to talk — to tell me something — and I doubted that it was the message that I wanted to hear.
Her breathing finally calmed enough so that it was no longer audible. Finally she broke the silence, “We shouldn’t have…done that.”
I responded, “mom, don’t say that. You know I love you. I’m glad we did it.”
Then she said almost blurtingly, “I know about you and Vivian.”
I played it off, “Know what about Vivian.”
She curtly responded, “I saw you.”
I almost went into shock nervously stammering, “What?”
TO Be Continued
