Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 38

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Continue from the last episode………..
I was awoken from my slumber by the sound of a car and what sounded like a motorcycle, then I heard a car door shut and it sounded like voices coming up outside the house and then I heard the front door open and close and the murmuring sound of quiet voices.

I went to the top of the steps and looked down and what I saw broke my heart. Vivian was standing there with some guy making out as he felt her up and down. My heart sank at the site of what I was witnessing. I made an “uhhh-hmmm” sound and as Vivian turned around they were both staring at me.

Vivian spoke, “Oh hey Segun, I didn’t know that you were home.” Then she attempted to make an introduction, “This is David.
David reached his hand out to shake mine, but I just could not extend a hand.I just ignored him. He certainly was a pretty boy.
I was nervous as shit, “Yeah Viv, I just got in about three. I heard something. Just wondered what was up. Good to see you. Well I’m going to head on back to bed.”

It didn’t feel right to be this distant. “I’m really exhausted from the trip. I’ll see you in the morning. Have a good night.” She responded, “goodnight” and from there I headed on back up to my room, closed the door and laid down as my eyes teared up and my brain filled with anxiety until I finally fell asleep. There was nothing I could say and I certainly didn’t want to get to know the guy. It was hate at first sight.

….SOME HOURS LATER….

I was later awoken by the sound of the dude’s motorcycle cranking up and taking off. I laid awake for a while and then to my surprise the door to my room gently opened and in stepped Viv. She asked, “Segun.. Segun?”

“Yeah Viv,” I replied.
I felt tension in the air and sensed the nervousness between us, “You know this is tough. I don’t want to even say this. I love you and I hate you. I’ve missed you and I never wanted to see you again. We can’t make this be hard. You fucked up and it changed our lives forever. You did something to me that can never be taken back, but we have to do the best we can and get through this one day at a time and you can’t just fucking disappear. It doesn’t look right or feel right. You just can’t fucking do that.”

My heart tremored down to my soul as the tears began to fill my eyes. I exclaimed, “I know Vivian, I know. I can’t take it back and I know I ruined a lot of stuff, but you’ll never understand that I love you with my whole heart. Honestly I do.”
She chided me, “Little too late for that isn’t it. You bastard. I gave you my heart and my soul and you fucked me over and I don’t trust you. I should’ve never trusted you.

You betrayed me twice now. And I gave you everything that I have and I let you see into my soul. Tomorrow, the family will be together for Thanksgiving and you and I are gonna be the loving brother and sister. You got that. ” She then hesitated and sneered shaking her head,
“Do you understand that?.. And you don’t be mean to my boyfriend . You better fucking be nice to him!!!”
I nodded. She pretty much emasculated me right then and there. What had she said that wasn’t true? “So he is your boyfriend,” I whimpered.

“Yes!” she exclaimed “He always wanted me and kept after me until I agreed to finally go out with him. I began seeing him the day that I caught you and our stepmom fucking.”
(Segun) – “Do you love him?”
She responded tentatively, “What is love? I love you, but I hate your guts too. So what is love?”
I simmered thinking about Vivian with this stupid David, “Well you’ve got me.

This is killing me… my heart is broken. I know I deserve this. This feels like the end of me. I’ll do what you want. I can’t be nice to this guy, but I’ll try not to be rude to him.”

She responded, “I remember last Christmas when you asked me if I slept with any of the guys I had dated. Well, I am telling you now that I never did. I never even kissed any of them seriously. I never went on any multiple dates and most of the guys didn’t even want to go on another date with me after the first.”

She paused for a second and trembling with anger continued, “And I forgave you, you fucking bastard, because I had made a vow to you. And the worst thing that you could’ve done was what I caught you doing. Not only did I find out that I couldn’t trust you, but I found out that I wasn’t as special to you as I thought I was. You’re just a male whore. You just like to fuck and
you’ll fuck anything at any time.”

The ranting continued to flow from my sister, “I never questioned you.
I believed you. You are such a stupid bastard. I always gave you the benefit of the doubt and you expected me to be a hermit.”
“This has destroyed my relationship with Mama. I just finally got tired of that bitch’s shit. You know that woman has always loved you more than bellori or me. She’s never cared about us the way she does you. She has always doted over you.

There’s so many things that run through my mind on that. How many times did you fuck her? She set us both up, but you loved it, you enjoyed it. I saw it with my own eyes. It’s all about sex with you. Our mother is beautiful and that is all you care about along with being a spoiled asshole.”

Tears streamed down my eyes as I pleaded, “You’re so wrong.” At that moment she turned and left the room. This is the lowest that I’d ever felt in my life. This had brought it all home. Being away from her was so hard and now here she was, so close and yet so far away.
I laid in the bed stunned and mind numbed then later sleep.

….FAST FORWARD….

We all gather on D-day,Vivian sat directly to my left and her boyfriend was next to her left. My grandmother sat to my right. This was good, because it kept me from staring at my beautiful sister. But I could feel her aura next to me and her perfume was driving me nuts. She was a great actress, because from the moment we sat down, she was able to carry on conversations with no sign of tension.

Of course, David and my grandparents were oblivious to the true nature of the situation, but my stepmom and I had things to hide and it must have shown,because my grandmother asked us both at times during this dinner, whether we were alright. I had told her that I had had tests and had to prepare for fall finals when I got back to university and stepmom told her that work had been hectic and with all that had gone on that she was just worn out.

Vivian was jovial and spoke glowingly about various events she had attended and how she couldn’t wait until Christmas. She continued on about her freshman year at the local college and how she couldn’t decide what she wanted to focus her studies on. Of course my Grandfather mentioned the legal profession and how he could provide her with opportunities and he mentioned my studies and how well I was doing and that he was willing to do the same for her.

My stepmother seemed agitated about the direction of the conversation and eventually excused herself to the ladies’ room. We continued with dinner until it became noticeable that stepmom had been gone for 30 minutes. My Grandmother asked me to go check on her. I found her in the bar with what appeared to be a vodka tonic. I walked up to her as she spotted me , “Mom,I don’t know if having a drink is going to go over to well in this setting.”

She gave me a mean look, “First of all, I don’t give a shit and secondly,you bastards make me nervous.” She then took another swig from her double rocks glass. “I’ll be back there in a few minutes just leave me in peace.”
I retorted, “If it makes you feel any better, I feel like a fifth wheel too. I don’t want to be here either.”

Stepmom shot back, “No, it doesn’t make me feel better, so just leave me be and I’ll be back when I’m done. Fuckin’ tell’em I’m having a drink. I don’t give a shit.”
She was being a bitch and all I was trying to do was be supportive. It really pissed me off. “I’m not going to tell them that. I’ll tell them that you weren’t feeling well and you needed some air.”
“Segun,” she chided, “Do you not understand the words, I don’t give a fuck.”

“Fine,” I shot back as I headed back to the table. When I got back, I noticed that Viv was gone and my grandmother said that she had said she would see us back at the house. My grandmother asked if my mother was ok and I told her that she wasn’t feeling well and Gramms said she was going to go check on her, but I convinced her not to by telling her that my mother just wanted a few minutes to get some air and she would be back shortly.
stepmom came back about 10 minutes later as everyone was finishing dessert.

Her body language showed that she had lightened up a bit. Gramms asked if she was okay and my stepmother actually smiled saying, “Yes mother, I just needed some fresh air. I thought about some things and I’m going to be alright.” My grandmother patted her on the hand as if to reaffirm this revelation. Then she looked over at me and smiled, “Segun, thank you.” And then she turned and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

I was bewildered. Here it was only 15 minutes ago that she had basically jumped my shit for checking on her and now she was acting like I had done her some kind of favor. It was now a little after 3pm and my Grandfather said he was ready to head out. That was cool, because the club was emptying and the staff had begun breaking things down cleaning.

On the way home, my stepmother seemed as though she was sitting closer to me and eventually she reached over and held my hand. I was a little hesitant about that, but I wanted her to feel better. I just didn’t have a clue about what was running through her mind. Hell, thinking about it, I never had a clue what was running through her mind.

TO Be Continued

Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 37

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Early, on the morning of November 22, I began the trek back home across the state. It was a grey day. Clouds hung low in the sky and the mist surrounded my car as I journeyed within and towards a blind destiny. I really didn’t enjoy this trip, because I didn’t know what to expect. I had not had any contact with anyone since that fateful day.

I did not call my mother and tell her I was coming home. I just figured that I would show up and let fate lead me towards whatever destination it desired.
As I pulled into town, the traffic was terrible and the cold, steady rain that was falling seemed to be a metaphor of my mood. It was as though the world had me surrounded in a Mire. I was concentrating on the traffic as I slowly, but surely, trudged back to our house.

The anxiety was building to a crescendo, as I got closer to home. It was a few minutes before 3pm when I pulled into my neighborhood. As I drove around the block, I could see that the house was still in order. The grass had faded to its winter yellow and there were very few leaves on the trees, but you could tell that everything had been given adequate attention.

The house was dark and a little on the coolish side. Normally there would be someone there to greet me. I thought of the last few times that I had come home and my mother was waiting for me at the door, such as last Christmas.

I yelled hello a couple of times, but it was clear that there was nobody in the house. So I took my bags up to my room and threw them on the bed. It seemed that nothing had changed. All of my belongings were pretty much as I had left them; of course my room was spotless. My stepmother is just one of those people that like to have everything in its place.

So I went out and explored the house just out of curiosity. It didn’t seem like anything was different. I wasn’t really hungry but I didn’t want to get plastered with the
music that I knew I was going to be facing that evening.

The next thing I knew, I felt a presence and looked up to see my stepmother standing in the doorway with tears in her eyes. She came rushing up to me and bent down and hugged me. Brushing my hair back she lightly kissed me on the forehead lightly and let me know, “Segun, I’ve missed you so much. I couldn’t take it. I just couldn’t take you being out of my life,” as she kissed me on the cheek.

I could not reciprocate, ” I have missed you too Ma, but we know what happened and that is a hard thing to get over and get past.” I could not bring myself to kiss her. She is my stepmother and I will always love her, but none of this, what we were experiencing at the moment could change the anger, the shame, the embarrassment, and the loss that had come eight months previously.

My stepmom stood up, backed off and reiterated, “I am just so sorry. You don’t know what’s happened here. I’ve lost everything. Since you been gone, I’ve gone through hell.Vivian stays gone all the time. She’s never here and she hates me. And she’s mean to me. And I can’t blame her for that. Bellori’s gone to live with her boyfriend in Abuja. There’s no one here anymore. I’m so lonely and I’m at my wit’s end. I have to fix things between you and me.

That’s all I’ve tried to do. And I can’t blame you for not wanting anything to do with me. What I did was bad and I’m paying the price for it.” Uncontrollable sobs matriculated from her being. She was Breathing deeply and I could tell it was hard, but it was something that she had to say.

I reflected, “Big Daddy (my grandfather) called me last week and essentially told me to come home. So I’m here and I’m sorry for what’s gone on, but I really don’t know what to say, what to think, or what to do. I’m just here. I’ll just keep to myself, because I don’t want to bother anybody because I am a fucking Bitch.

My stepmom looked down at me and told me, “You aren’t.. a,,, a… bitch and you should never say that. We all have wants and needs and desires. Everyone is different and everyone is unique. And you are one of the most unique and intelligent and wonderful people on this earth and you should never forget that…. I brought some dinner home. I’ll leave you alone and give you some time. You just go down to the kitchen and get it when you’re ready. I’m tired. I’m just going to go lay down for a little while myself.

My stepmother just disappeared into her room and I stayed in mine. Eventually I did go down and get something to eat, but there was never any sign of Mama. I did explore the house and it felt so dark and so empty and so cold.
A house that had been so warm and full of life at times in the past now felt abandoned and soulless. Everything still seemed to be in place, but it seemed almost like a mausoleum.

I pondered that I could spend the next couple of days to get some rest. That is if I stayed here through all of this…. I dozed off… Eventually I was awoken from my slumber by the sound of a car and what sounded like a motorcycle, then I heard a car door shut and it sounded like voices coming up outside the house and then I heard the front door open and close and the murmuring sound of quiet voices.

I went to the top of the steps and looked down and what I saw broke my heart. Vivian was standing there with some guy making out as he felt her up and down. My heart sank at the site of what I was witnessing. I made an “uhhh-hmmm” sound and as Vivian turned around they were both staring at me.

TO Be Continued

Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 36

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After about a month, we eventually did make love. I did feel a sense of
companionship with this woman, but it just wasn’t the same. I think she
could feel the distance, but it was obvious that she really did care for me and didn’t want to give up on me; so she stayed by my side through the thick and the thin throughout the subsequent months.

I will tell you that Tonia is a very pretty girl; man would say she’s a cutie.She’s a year younger than
me and I’d say that she’s more mature mentally and emotionally than most women and men our age.
My stepmother continued to call and leave messages, but I never returned them.

Somewhere deep in my soul, I always hoped that Vivian would call, but in my conscious thoughts I convinced myself that the chasm that had been created was irreconcilable.
My grandparents even came and visited me around the Fourth of July. They were oblivious to what was going on and they wondered when I was coming home for summer. I lied to them and dismissed the notion as I told them that I was busy with summer classes and devoted to the pursuit of the goal. And I was, but that was not the real reason. I just couldn’t go back home to face the music. I couldn’t face the consequences of what had happened and how could one expect me to. It burdened me deeply. This was a dark secret that could not be exposed, the secret taboo.

Even on my birthday, I had hoped that Viv would call, but she didn’t. Tonia and I went out and I went through the motions of my birthday celebration and I think that she could really tell that I was suffering from some sort of distant depression. She kept asking me what was wrong, but there was no way that I could tell her. Through all of this she remained supportive. We made good love that night, but the whole time I was thinking of Vivian.

The Time flowed by, summer turned to fall and October turned to November
and finally it was the week before Thanksgiving. I received a call from my grandfather summoning me to “come home” and yes that is the way that he bluntly put it. I asked him what was up. He told me he had a conversation with my stepmother and asked if she had talked to me about Thanksgiving. He said that she had broken down into tears and would not talk to him. He said she was distraught. She said she could not talk to him about it.

He said he knew that there was something wrong and he didn’t want to get into it. He told me that a lot of things had gone on that I didn’t know about and that he wasn’t going to discuss them over the phone. The conversation ended with him telling me that it was time that I grew up and time that I got home and he then added that he loved me and that he would see me next
week. That day would be November 22.

….FAST FORWARD….

November 22 came and I was scared to death. I felt obliged to ask Tonia about the possibility of her coming with me, but she told me that she really needed to see her family and she believed that I needed to reconcile whatever had happened back in March. And truth be told, I really didn’t want her anywhere near my family. I thought about the mess that I had made.

TO Be Continued

Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 32

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(Stepmom) – “The other night I was lost in the moment of feeling your father.
I could almost feel his presence. I felt so young again. It was wrong, I was confused and making excuses… well it’s just not right.”
I reached out and caressed her hand, letting her know, “I understand mom.
Believe me, I understand.”
Stepmom let out an anxious smile. “Honey,” she interjected, “I have some champagne from New Year’s Eve that has never been opened. Would you like to share a glass.”

“What’s the occasion,” I asked.
“Does there have to be an occasion? I’m just glad you’re home and we’re enjoying this lovely dinner.” She got up and headed inside for a couple of minutes. When she came back outside she was carrying a couple of champagne flutes and one of the bottles of Korbel that I remembered from New Year’s Eve.
She motioned me over to the patio couch where she placed the glasses on the wicker-glass coffee table. She opened the bottle and poured a couple of glasses. We toasted the flutes before taking a couple of sips. The bubbly champagne gave me an energized feeling.

I sat back and relaxed with nary a thought running through my mind. The next thing I knew stepmom boldly asked, “You smoke marijuana don’t you?”
I nodded meekly in the affirmative, expecting to get blasted. I knew better than to lie about that after all of the revelations of the last few days. What she said next was a true surprise.

“You know, I’m not a nerd… some of my friends smoked pot … and I was around them when they smoked it…I’ve tried it, but I haven’t smoked any in a long time. I need something to help me relax. I’d like to try some….Life’s been a bit rough lately,” she blushed nervously from asking me to do this.
“You’d really like to smoke some weed?” I puzzlingly questioned her as she nodded affirmatively. “Okay,” I answered and got up from the sofa and headed to my room. I couldn’t believe it, “Damn, my stepmom wants to smoke some weed with me.”

I headed back downstairs and outside under the deck to the candle lit area. The atmosphere had a golden hue, as my mother had poured us another flute of champagne. She was sipping on hers as I sat back beside her on the lounge sofa.
I held the joint up to my mother, “Here it is.” I lit the joint and took a long, slow drag before handing it to stepmom. As I exhaled the smoke, I watched stepmom who had taken a long toke — more than what she should have. She started into a coughing spasm, so I rubbed her back and asked if she was alright.
stepmom had dropped the joint in the middle of her coughing episode. I bent down, picked it up, and took another draw before handing it over again.

“Mom, you don’t need to take a big draw off of this stuff, it isn’t a cigarette. Just take a small one and hold it in.”
Stepmom took a small toke and held it in for a few seconds before exhaling. Then she took a few more sips of champagne. I took a couple of swallows myself.

I was already feeling a little buzzed as I reached the joint back out to my stepmother. She shook her head no, before letting me no, “I think that’s enough for now.”
We sat in silence, relaxing and letting the buzz flow for a few minutes. I could tell that stepmom was high as we sat back on the lounger. I raised the courage to ask about what had happened a few nights before. “Mom did you have what happened the other night planned?”
“No, no way, not at all,” she shook her head. Her thoughts seemed to come out carefully as she blurted the unexpected out. “I think your dad might be sleeping around. I can’t really prove it; but we haven’t had sex in months.

Our marriage has been monotonous for a while. We’ve just been going through the motions.”
I don’t know if it was the grass or the circumstances, I’m sure the buzz had something to do with it, but she started to tearing up. I tried to comfort her “Mom, everything’s going to be alright. Don’t cry.” I reached out and took her in my arms, hugging her. “It’s going to be OK. Are you sad because you think Dad has been cheating on you?”

Stepmom cried on my shoulder, “No, I’m not positive that he has. That’s not why I’m crying…. I’m a woman. I’m still young, and I need sex!”
She gasped as she thought about what she had just said, pausing a few seconds while searching for the proper words, “I haven’t been with many men in my life and I’ve never cheated… I shouldn’t be telling you these things. I’m just frustrated my life is so screwed up. I’m upset that my family is so dysfunctional. I feel so responsible!!! I’m fucking responsible!!!”

I reached out, hugged her, and then kissed her on the cheek. As I held her, her breasts pressed against my chest and somewhat unfortunately causing my cock to begin to stir. My tented pants pressed against her side. stepmom stared me in the eyes and one thing led to another as we began kissing. Suddenly my stepmother pulled back, “We can’t do this. We can’t fucking do this.”

She stared at me and tried to speak, but no more words escaped the lips I had just been kissing. She seemed to be terribly flustered, as she continued to stare intently in my eyes, while she rose from the sofa, then she turned and hastily escaped into the house.

I knew that I had fucked up. I tried to convince myself that I really wasn’t a letch. I didn’t mean to put any moves on my stepmother. It felt like it was a mutual thing, but she had laid the rules down and here they were completely broken. Oh, I felt shattered.

I just sat in a lost daze wondering how I was going to remedy the situation.
Before I knew it, I looked down at my watch and it had been thirty minutes.
The air was becoming quite cool (temperature probably lower sixtyish), but I didn’t want to face the music whatever that might be. I felt like going inside to further sulk in my pity. I put out the candles and headed in.

TO Be Continued

Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 31

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“It’s going to be hard to do this Segun. I’m going to have to stay away from you. When we’re close I feel so out of control anymore. I just want to feel you and touch you.” She leaned in and hugged me while she pouted on my shoulder.

I knew exactly what she meant. She was the woman that I truly desired. She was the one that I felt I had a special connection with. I know that is fucked up, when she is my own sister, but it was the truth.
Vivian told me that she had to get out of the house. She said that she was going over to see her friend Ruth. She went upstairs and got dressed before leaving. She looked so sad as she came in to tell me she was leaving and we kissed goodbye.

The sexual tension once again began to flow, but Vivian
reluctantly pulled back, “We can’t.” I gave her a kiss on the cheek and
assured her that everything would be alright and then she was gone.
I was in my room with a little buzz going. I had my headphones on and was listening to some tunes when I noticed the door opening. In stepped my Stepmother. I could see that she had gotten her hair done. She stepped forward towards me and was saying something, but I couldn’t hear her so I took the headphones off.

She let me know, “Segun, I’ve been calling you. I stopped and got some
food on the way home.”
“I’m not really hungry,” I glumly replied.
She tried coaxing me, “Come on now. It’ll be cold. I got a nice food with
everything on it, just the way you like it.”
“Maybe after while,” I retorted.
“Where’s Vivian?” she asked in a telltale inquiry.
I answered harshly. I was pissed, but not totally honest, “She went to
Ruth’s, she knew that you knew something, but she didn’t know for sure. I told her that you didn’t know. I lied to her and I feel really bad about that. I just want to really be alone right now.”

“You know this is for the best,” she chided and abruptly turned around and left the room.
I never went down to eat. I sulked the rest of the evening and just stayed in my room sleeping. Vivian never came home that evening or the next day. I missed her very badly. I just decided to be reclusive and sleep spring break.
The next afternoon I tried several times to get in touch with Vivian on her cell phone. I couldn’t understand why she wouldn’t respond to my phone calls.

She was making this whole situation even more difficult than it already was.
When stepmom got home from work, I asked if she had seen or heard from
Vivian.
stepmom answered, “She called and said that she and Jodie were going out of town for the night and would be back tomorrow.” She gave me a knowing look, “Look Segun, I know this is hard, but you need to get passed it. This is for the best. I know you can’t see that now, but you will see it’s for the best.”

Tears welled in my eyes as I responded, “I know what we have done is wrong. It just happened. Just like you and me the other night. I’m sorry, it just happened.”
No matter what was said or done, we all knew that it was just a matter of timing and circumstances. We just spent so much time together and we knew one another’s vulnerabilities. I don’t know if this kind of thing happens in other families, but it just seems like it has to.

We all have sexual needs and sometimes it is so easy to fall for those that are closest to us. It’s just a matter of whether the mind crosses the line that carries us forward to the need to satisfy that sexual craving. Even the inhibitions of sexual taboos can collapse in a split second when carnal desires
cross a certain boundary.

My stepmother seemed to show a very progressive attitude about the whole
situation. Most parents would have really been waylaid by such a situation and gone off the deep end, but my stepmother has always been more of a friend, than a motherly figure. Even though I could see she was perplexed by the circumstances, she showed a kind compassion about the abnormal state of affairs.

Stepmom let me know, “I marinated some steaks so that we can have dinner together. We need to talk about some things that I can’t talk about with the others around. This might be the last chance to do that this week. Will you go light the grill, while I get everything ready?”
I nodded my head before heading out to the grilling area by the pool. As I went outside, I could see that stepmom had set up everything and lit the candles around the pool area.

Stepmom brought out a couple of bowls of salad, plates, a bottle of wine, and wine glasses. She set them all up on the outdoor dining table adjacent to the deck. stepmom handed the steaks to me and I threw them on the grill. She always expected the man to grill them in any situation and I had become pretty good at grilling a good medium rare steak.

Stepmom asked, “You would like some wine, wouldn’t you?” I nodded
affirmatively as she poured a couple of glasses. I walked over, sat down, and nibbled on my salad as we waited for the steaks to finish.
She opened the conversation, “I never have had the chance to ask you how school was going? Are you doing alright?”

I replied “Yes, its fine. I’m doing well in my classes, it’s not easy.”
“So what about this girl you have been seeing, will you tell me about her?” my stepmom asked.
“Tonia is very nice and she’s intelligent. She’s in a couple of my classes.
That’s how I got to know her. We study together.” Nervous about this
interrogation, I got up and walked over to the grill and flipped the steaks before walking back.
“Are you two close?” Stepmom needled.

I knew what she meant, but I played dumb, “What do you mean?”
“Come on Segun. You know what I mean,” she retorted.
“No Ma. I haven’t slept with her. If that is what you are asking.” I
reproached.
We sat for a few minutes continuing with our salads before I went and pulled the steaks off of the grill. stepmom continued with further small talk about what I might need to take back to school. I could tell that there were other things on her mind, but she didn’t want to push me too far.

I sipped and savored the wine that she had poured as we finished our dinner.
Stepmom had a couple of glasses and poured another for me. I guess she had loosened up and decided to inquire further about her curiosities. “You get homesick because of Vivian, don’t you?”
I shrugged a half yes and half no.

How could I answer such a question
truthfully?
Mom continued, “I definitely can see the attraction that you have for one
another. Vivian is gorgeous and so are you. You carry yourself just like your father did.” With this she placed her hand on my shoulder and caressed it lovingly. “I don’t know how all of this got started, but you will see that it is for the best that you put this behind you.”

I really don’t understand why some people interject themselves into others lives and try to make decisions for them. My stepmother had just finished saying that she couldn’t understand the relationship and then in the next breath was
telling me what was best for me. How were those two subjects supposed to
coexist?

TO Be Continued

Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 30

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👫 Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter Thirty: 💞
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New Year Eve 🧡

After I got out of the bathroom, I made my way back to my bedroom where
I put on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. It was a few minutes before 1pm, as I looked at the clock. I was nervous as shit. I didn’t hear stepmom coming up the steps, but I knew I was going to have to make contact at some point.

Swallowing the butterflies, I made my way down the steps to see my stepmother.
Vivian was still in her room and you could here a pin drop from that direction of the house. When I got to the bottom of the steps, I walked toward the kitchen where I heard the refrigerator open and close.
There was stepmom in her business dress. She appeared to be a little tired. She looked up toward me as I entered with a blank look on her face, “I got through with my meeting so I came home to bring you some lunch. I got you a chef salad. It’s in the fridge.”

She grabbed her Iced Tea off of the shelf and sat down at the kitchenette and started eating her salad. Then she inquired “Is Vivian home?”
Nervously I gave a little less than honest answer. “Yeah, she got home a little while ago.”
(stepmom) — “Where is she?”
(Segun) — “I guess she’s up in her room.”
(stepmom) — “Have you talked to her.”
(Segun) — “Yeah, we talked.”
(stepmom) — “Did you talk about what we discussed last night?”
(Segun) — “No. I haven’t brought it up yet.”

“Segun, I am serious,” stepmom gave me a demanding and unyielding look,
“Look at me. I am serious.”
I meekly responded like the weasel I felt like, “I know you are.”
Then stepmom quickly changed direction as she placidly expressed, “About last night….”
“Yeah?” I nodded.
stepmom looked around, then shaking her head negatively, quietly said, “I’m sorry…It was a mistake….

That can never happen again….never…do you understand?”
In a stupor, I just nodded my head affirmatively. So here she was insisting that I end my sexual relationship with Vivian and I was feeling terribly guilty about the intimacy of the night before, I knew I had terribly fucked up by letting myself get into that situation. How could I betray the one that I loved so much?

I just wanted to forget the night before and put that out of my mind. I knew that I had stepped through a vortex and this was another situation where I knew that I couldn’t go back to where I wanted to be. Things had changed and they would never be the same. My mind was swirling, because I was sohooked on Vivian that there was no way that I could live without the attachment. I admit that I enjoyed the sex with my stepmother, but Viv the one that I needed.

I had to get away. I had to get out of the house. I let her know, “Mom, I need to go take a walk and think. I’ll be back in just a bit.”
I really couldn’t read what she was thinking at this point. She looked at me with a somewhat perplexing look on her face, “OK Segun, I’m going back to work here in a few minutes. You have that talk with Vivian. I’ll be home arround 6 (pm).”

I went for a walk in the woods and contemplated the situation. It was one of those mortal moments where you feel the world closing in on you. I didn’t want to give up my Vivian, but I also was feeling the pressure that my Stepmother was placing on me. I knew that I would have to walk a tightrope if things continued with Vivian and I felt I would be walking the plank if I didn’t do things right.

The one good thing was that it seemed that stepmom didn’t show any knowledge of the fact that Viv and I had been having sex when she came in at lunch. If she did, she sure wasn’t letting onto it and she was being cool about it.
It was another beautiful 70+ degree day outside and I was enjoying the weather — somewhat. When I headed back to the house, it was a little after 2pm. As I entered the living room, Vivian gave me a somewhat poignant stare as she spoke, “She didn’t say anything, but she knows.”

Playing ignorant I asked, “What do you mean she knows?”
Vivian with her voice somewhat wavering spoke, “I could just tell that she knows. She came up to my room and she was asking when I got home and I told her about 11(am). She seemed to be looking all around the room. She knows. I just know that she knows.”
I walked over and tried to calm her down, even though I had to lie, “Viv baby, we’ll just chill out. Everything’s all right. I don’t think she knows.

You’re just a little paranoid about it. I am too. We’ll just chill. All will be well…Okay”
Then I kissed her and rubbed her cheek.

TO Be Continued

Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 29

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👫 Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter Twenty Nine: 💞
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New Year Eve 🧡

My eyes opened as I awoke from a deep sleep. Where was I? Hmmm, I was back in my room. The last thing I remembered was being down in the basement. Had it all been a dream. Had I really been with my stepmother? It didn’t seem real, but it had to have been.

The next thing I knew, the door to my room was opened and in came Vivian. Her 5’7” frame was standing before me. The flimsy tank top was riding up so that her belly was somewhat exposed. Man! She looked really hot standing before me.

Leaning down she looked me squarely in the eyes and kissed me softly on the lips giggling, “Good Morning Sleepy Head, I’ve missed you. Are you going to sleep all morning?”
I already had morning wood and now this hottie was embracing me with her taut abdomen exposed. She had this golden blonde thing going on that looked wonderful surrounding her model complexion. Instantly I went to full mast feeling the heat from my senses being stimulated by her presence.

“When did you get home?” I asked.
She smiled, “I just came in about 20 minutes ago. I had to put my stuff away and I figured you were sleeping in anyway.”
(Segun) – “Y’all must have left pretty early.”

Viv laid down next to me and rubbed my chest while responding, “Well Liz needed to get back and it’s only about an hour away. So we just came straight back.” Then she leaned in and kissed me again, fully on the lips.
Pulling back she let me know, “You know I have really missed you, us, being together. I haven’t bathed today. Then she proceeded to stand up and walk out the door.”

Oh my god, this had to be a cue was all I could think. It took me back to the scene almost one year before to the day. It couldn’t be. How hot would that be?
I waited a few seconds before following her. Instinct led me to her room She was sitting in front of her mirror. She was looking in the mirror, smiling, as she leisurely brushed her hair. I entered and sat down across from her. As before I asked, “Vivian you have such beautiful hair can I brush it.”

She handed me the brush, as I went over and stood behind her. I slowly and gently started stroking her hair with the brush. After a couple minutes her hair was as soft as silk strands. My balls were tight and my dick was taut. I laid down the brush and began massaging her shoulders — stroking them ever so gently and lowering my head to smell her hair.
I was awed, “Oh. Viv you are so beautiful. Your hair is so silky.”

Then I chuckled as I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “Is it true, what they say about blondes having more fun?”
Vivian grinned slyly as she responded, “That’s for me to know and you to find out. Isn’t it? … I’m going to go take a bath.”
Vivian let me wash your hair. I’d love to do it. I bet it will really smell great once it’s washed.”
Vivian squawked, “Before I was scared, but now it is what I want.”
I gulped and nodded at the inferred aggression.

I started washing her hair again. I massaged her scalp a little longer and then I took a cup and rinsed her hair. She then wrung the excess water from her head. When I had finished rinsing her hair, she leaned back fully into me as I kissed her forehead.
She looked back at me, “I’d like to shave you bare. Would you let me?”
The thrill entered my mind. It would feel like two first time virgins fucking.

“Sure,” I agreed.
When Viv stood up, the water cascaded down her shimmering body. She stepped out of the tub and walked over to the bathroom cabinet. Reaching into the drawer she gathered some shaving cream and a brand new razor. Then she came back and entered the bathtub where she requested, “Will you stand up.”

As I stood, she knelt before me. My cock bounced before her face with a heartbeat of its own. She took the can and squirted some shaving gel in her hand and then began lathering it into my pubic area. I didn’t need a scissor trim, because I have always groomed myself every couple of months and I didn’t have a lot down there at the time.

I was a little nervous, “I’ve never been fully shaved down there before so please be careful.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll be careful,” she grinned in response.
Once she was satisfied with the coverage, she took the razor and gazed into my eyes. Nervously anticipating the event I meekly requested, “Be gentle now, you don’t want to harm my delicate skin.”
She carefully went to work making a pass rinsing the razor and repeating the process over and over. I watched as the path was cleared of both foam and hair. She gracefully guided the blade, making certain that no stray hair remained.

Slowly and deliberately she reached the point at the base of the rigid shaft, until there was no remaining hair left above my cock. She ran her fingertips over the shaved areas checking for any missed spots before moving on to the underside.
Gently, she lifted the sack of my genitals and glided the razor along the skin carefully until nary any existence of hair could be found. She had used the utmost caution to make sure not to nick the extremely delicate skin. The sac was as smooth as if no hair had ever existed there.

Taking a washcloth,Vivian rinsed away the last remnants of shaving foam.
She gently fondled my now super sensitive barren genitalia with her nimble fingers as my legs turned to jelly. I almost felt reborn as the pleasure of the touch of her hands sent chills throughout my body.
“Did I do a good job?” She had to have known the expert job that she had done. I could not imagine anyone taking more time and not rushing the strokes, but I knew that she needed to be assured that I was happy with her work.

“Baby, you did a wonderful job.” Her eyes left mine and traveled down my chest to the engorged monster drooling just inches from her beautiful face.
She playfully slapped the bloated staff and let out a robust laugh before kissing it and giving it a couple of full strokes. I couldn’t help but moan in ecstasy.
Baby, you deserve a reward for doing so well. “Come on. Let’s get dried off and go get in the bed. Would you like that?”

She looked me in the eyes and shook her head in the affirmative.As Viv moved up to the mirror to check herself out, her back was turned to me. I moved up to her, gave her a light peck on her cheek, and told her
“God, You are beautiful. You turn me on so much. Let’s go get in the bed.”

She turned, giving a knowing grin, and walked out of the bathroom toward her bedroom. I took that as the signal to follow her towel wrapped form. As we entered her room, I laid down on the bed and admired the beautiful presence while she stood at her dresser drawers.
It was like a reenactment of one year earlier as she stood at her dresser drawer. She rustled through the drawers picking out what she wanted to wear. Then she dropped her towel exposing her feminine charms once again.

Her body glistened with moisture from the bath we had just taken. My eyes once again roamed her body with wanderlust as she seemed to find what she was looking for.
I was truly in awe, “God, Vivian, You are so beautiful. Please just stand there for a second and let me look at you. You just keep looking better and better.”

Her confidence seemed to grow more and more as the days passed; she displayed her assets willingly for more than a few seconds. I took in the sight of her perfect tits and her bare pussy. She was all woman now. After a few brief seconds, she put on those tiny cute light blue panties and white t-shirt on again. She came over and sat in the floor and handed me the brush.
After some minute I pushed myself up, locking my elbows and coaxed, “Come on honey, I wanna fuck.” I was between her legs and squarely over her.

She leaned forward and wrapped her arms and legs around me, as she brought her lips to mine. Right there I had my answer.
I pulled back, “Remember last year? I just wanted to feel it, to be inside you. I got carried away. I just wanted to feel it for a second…” Then I gently nudged my crown inside her soft, warm crevice.
She stammered, “I just wanted to wait. I’d never done it before. I just wanted to wait.”

I slowly entered her, telling her, “I Love you Vivian. I’ve always loved you.
You are the woman I want to be with. You are the most beautiful girl in the world.”
As we clung together Vivian whispered in my ear, “I love you too Segun, I love you too.”

I began focusing on kissing my playmate again. I was immersed in the electrical friction as our bodies collided in awkward angles. The sounds of passion filled my ears as we fucked furiously. The undulations of her torso were causing her stiff nipples to poke me in the chest. Once again we were
lost in one another.

My cock lurched in the heat of the moment. “Oh god, baby, I’ve missed
you so much.” I knelt up and pushed her thighs apart, as I watched my cock slide in and out of her hairless cunt. Vivian started rotating wildly around my shaft as I moved in and out of her. I felt like we were a couple of kids fucking and it was driving me crazy with desire.

My Sex gland began to pulse, a sign that I could cum at any moment, but I did not want to. I pulled out and repositioned myself to Vivian’s side. I pushed her up and spooned her backside as thoughts of the exhilarating fuck session I had with step mom, just hours before, flashed into my mind. These two women were so much alike and so different at the same time.

I reached around and cupped Vivian’s large breasts in my open palms,
squeezing them with animal lust as I once again started grinding against her. I had a need to get back inside of her. Guiding my cock to her creamy opening, I eased my way into her luscious snatch. She let out a primal groan, as I felt the now familiar sensation of paradise.
I kissed between her shoulder blades, as I kneaded her swollen orbs. I whispered sweet nothings in her ear, “I love your sweet little pussy. It’s so tight and hot. I always want to cum in you baby.”

There was an audible sound of our thighs smacking together, as we continued going at it back and forth. I let my lips brush up and down Viv’s neck before I began nibbling on her ear. My cock was hard as a rock and I knew she could feel every vein as it burrowed inside of her unyielding pussy.
Vivian began moaning, “Oooh yeah, Uh, Uh, Oh fuck, Oh yeah baby, Ooh yeah, I’m cumming baby, I’m cumming……Come for me baby, come for me.”

We were grunting, groaning, and thrashing about as I pumped in and pulled out of her. Vivian pleaded with me, “Cum with me baby! Cum with me!”
She now enjoyed the experience of riding up and down the steely shaft like a bitch with an unquenchable desire.
“Oooh, Oooh, Oh Fuck!!!” I spouted, as my cock twitched and my body convulsed, spewing cream inside her velvety walls. She milked my cock until I couldn’t take the electric sensation anymore.

“Oh Ashley. So good, Oh God, So good,” I said as I gasped for air, trying to catch my breath. I collapsed next to her as I weakly kissed her shoulder. “I love you so much,” We cuddled in our erotic dew, as we attempted to come back down to earth.
She breathlessly spoke as she slapped my thigh, “That was incredible.”

Just then I instinctually detected a sound coming from somewhere in the
house. I hadn’t heard anything, but maybe in being carried away with our
passion, I had tuned out any sound. Viviani,” I whispered, “Do you hear anything?” I scrambled up and to the door. It sounded like someone is downstairs.
I turned around stark naked. “Vivian,” I implored quietly, “Get dressed.” I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my waist. Stealthfully I opened the door, checking the hall, and quickly made a quick move to the bathroom to retrieve our clothes.

It could only be stepmom. Did she know? She had to know. “Oh God, what was I going to do?” I frantically thought.

TO Be Continued

Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 28

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👫 Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter Twenty Eight: 💞
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New Year Eve 🧡

She didn’t look at me, “I saw you on New Year’s Eve. I saw you right here. Are you planning on fucking every woman in the family?” I really was at a loss for words. I couldn’t say anything. I moved my hand away from her back. She then scorned, “You’re a little pervert. You know that. You are totally out of control.”

This pissed me off as I tersely told her, “Seems like you were coming on to me and initiated everything.”
She retorted, ” I just wanted to see how much of a degenerate you really are and see how far you would take it. Things just got totally out of hand.”

I was pissed, but still aroused, “That is pretty fucked up, in and of itself,don’t you think?”
She responded, “I wouldn’t have had to, if you weren’t fucking your own sister. I just wanted to see if you had any morals.”
I pushed it further, ” Dad must not be taking care of you. If you’ve gotta go around teasing me. Like you’ve been doing. I think you just need a good fuck and your confused about it.”

She cocked her head back with a blazing look on her face, “You little piece of bitch.”
I lifted her t-shirt and began rubbing her ass, “Come on let’s do it. Let’s fuck. I’ll fuck you out of your mind. Just lay down here.” I began leveraging her down with my hand on her side.
She retorted, but really wasn’t fighting hard, “No, you little bitch.”

“Come on, just one time. You know you want to” As I raised her t-shirt up past her waist completely exposing her ass.
“Shit!” was her response. “I despise this. You bastard. I’ll fuck you if you leave Vivian alone.”

I didn’t say a word in response to her. I slipped out of my lounge pants and pulled the t-shirt over my head quickly, before she could change her mind. I had tossed them both in a pile on top of the sticky panties that she had discarded out of necessity. I was now completely exposed lying with her The next thing I did was to begin leveraging her back down to a horizontal position. I reached my arms around her torso, began hugging her and cuddling with her; as my cock nestled once again against the soft globes of her ass. I began kissing her shoulder blades and kneading her large tits through her cotton t-shirt.

stepmom’s neck was tantalizingly exposed, as I let my lips brush up and down lightly tickling it. My cock was hard as a rock and I knew she could feel every vein as it nestled between her ass cheeks.
Reaching down, I lowered the purple helmeted monster with my left hand until it cozied up to the furry lips of her hot vagina. I rubbed my glans through her sparsely coated muff and then slowly and wantonly I pierced her tunnel of love.

I was now massaging her soft, pliable breasts with my right hand; while I was diddling her poontang with my left. I encased her body like a leopard devouring its prey.
Spooning her, and enjoying every minute of the lust filled exercise, I slowly pistoned in and out of her searing love. She slowly lost her inhibitions once again as she began manipulating herself all over my sword of flesh.

She was breathing hard, as she softly stammered, “Y-yy-a thhh-iink you gg-got me. Ya ll-llitt-le Baa—stard. ”
She then started fucking me back. “Ohhh Fuck. Ohhh Fuck,” she kept spouting. Involuntarily, she raised the leg in the air and held it high, pulling her right thigh back with her right hand, giving me better access to her sexy hot pocket. I had my left hand under her body as I stroked her soft pendulous tit with my hand. She then laid her head back against the couch’s armrest as we pumped one another fervently.

We panted and grunted as we collided with one another. As she raised her arms up involuntarily, I took control of her legs, holding her right leg up and long stroking her as she hummed below me. The sound of “oh, oh, um,” played in my head as she reached down and started diddling herself, while I sawed in and out of her.

I had not kissed her yet. I wanted to taste her beautiful mouth. Taking control of her arms, I turned her toward me so that I could invade her lips. She was lost as I opened my mouth and swallowed her lips “Ummmmmm,” she murmured as she was forced to accept me. We ogled one another, in the dim light, as the torrential sex continued.

She pulled away and I could tell by her expressions that I had her. She was completely mine. She started pumping back with abandoned fervor. No words needed to be spoken. It was just complete concentration on a goal of being fulfilled.
stepmother grasped at anything she could find. Running her hands up and down her torso, grabbing her breasts, clutching the armrest on the couch, and then reaching back and palming my hip as it pistoned in and out of her. As she looked back towards me I could see that she was totally out of control.

As I grabbed hold of her belly and began rubbing her clitty, she huffed and puffed her way into her first orgasm of this session. The little shrieks of a bitch in heat emanated from her lips, “Oh God, Oh God.” The tremors caused her love to grasp at my sensitized cock, but having already spilled my seed once, I wasn’t ready for climax.

I wanted to feel her complete nakedness against me. Raising her t-shirt, she understood what I wanted, and thus she raised her arms so that I could pull the sweat-drenched shirt over her head. Now there were just two bodies colliding with a fine sheen of animal perspiration. There was an audible slapping and squeaking that could be heard between us.

Now we were in complete unison. I could see her beautiful ripe melons as I pulled her back into me. She began further opening and closing her legs around my crankshaft as I slowed to a crawl, enjoying the fiery heat of her nether regions.
Then she abruptly pulled off of me and resolutely declared to me, “I want on top.”
I sat up and back against the sofa as she stood on her still sock adorned feet.

I could, for the first time this evening, see her full voluptuousness in all of its glory. Her body was thick and fit. She had a totally athletic look about her.
This must have come from the years of yoga and other exercise that she steadfastly performed to keep herself together.

Slowly she came forward and placed herself over me – her knees on each side of my waist. I reached around her grabbing my sticky staff and let her lower herself onto it slowly. This felt so deliciously wonderful, as she descended.

Slowly, she impaled herself completely until I was completely inside her. As she began raising and lowering her hips, her slippery walls began grasping and pulling my rigid member. I pulled her torso into my chest until her fabulously soft mams were crushed against me. She continued the ride.

I grasped my stepmother’s ass and started controlling her movements. Slapping her soft jiggling ass, a few times, sent her to a new level as she rested her head against my shoulder and panted. She was insatiable as her new gyrations began. Suddenly leaning back and placing her hands on my knees, she began shifting through the various gears of my cock.

I placed my hands on the sides of her waist, as I followed the movements of her ribbed love. God she was pushing me to unbelievable heights. This seemed to last forever, but it couldn’t have been any more than a couple of minutes.
I just knew that I really wanted to shoot my load.

Grabbing her by the waist, I maneuvered her until I had her down on the couch. I then raised myself to be on top of her in the missionary position.
Stepmom spread her legs wide, placing her right leg on my shoulder and dangling her left leg off of the edge of the couch.
I began long stroking and slamming myself into her with unabandoned fervor.

My stepmother’s honey drizzled all over my knob, as I forcefully pushed in to the hilt. Every action was now met with an equal and opposite reaction. She was as ready for the ultimate climax as I was.
Her hair now had a fine sheen from the intensity of our sexual workout. She looked so intense, and so vulnerable, as I looked directly at her undulating beneath me. Her head was constantly changing directions. One minute she was burying her face in the sofa, the next she was closing her eyes feeling the intensity of the moment, and then looking intently in my eyes.

There was no smile on her face. It was almost as though she was not comfortable about the eroticism that we were sharing. She was oohing and ahhing in wild desperation as the pace was building towards a crescendo.
Now as I went in to the maximum point, I would hold it for a moment and twirl in her love as she matched my movements. I was ready to spill my seed.

I didn’t want to ruin the moment and I didn’t want to come inside my lovely stepmom.
stepmom was lost and I was lost as I pulled out and kneaded my genitalia on her cozy, cushiony belly. In just a few strokes, I was shooting jet after jet of lustful cream between us. The friction caused us both to shiver in the cool early morning air.

The aroma of animal sex wafted through the air, as our torsos bonded together from the mess. An itchy sensation over came me as the last of my semen blended into our pours. I clung to my mother on top of the disheveled quilt, utterly exhausted, as we lay in a heap of bodily secretions.

TO Be Continued

Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 27

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👫 Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter Twenty Seven: 💞
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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

Dirty Affair With My Sister Chapter 25

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New Year Eve 🧡

It was a little past 7pm when we finished dinner. I went and brought in the rest of my bags from my car. I took everything up to my room and put it away. I could see that stepmom had kept my room clean while I was away.

Everything appeared to be in the order I had left it in. I changed into a t-shirt before heading back downstairs.
Upon entering the living room, I could see that stepmom had turned on the toob and tuned in a movie on one of the Cinemax channels. She was lying on the sofa and I went and flopped down over in the recliner, which sits beside the sofa – only separated by a side table.

I didn’t really pay attention to the movie. It was just another chick flick like my stepmother watches while relaxing. There were a couple of hot love scenes that had me antsy to witness with my mom so close by. I was certainly stimulated from watching the nudity and intense sex in the scenes.

This made it hard to take my mind off of her. She was so close and she looked so good. If she weren’t the woman that nurture me since am young there is no way that I would have thought she was 40 years old. She had flipped off her shoes and she looked very comfortable lying on the couch. She only moved a few times to take some sips of her wine.

Stepmom lay quietly until I couldn’t really tell whether she was asleep or awake. I remembered seeing her nude form back at Christmas. Damn, I was getting hard thinking about that night. She was so hot when she was standing there, that night, with her robe open, then later that night seeing her in that bathroom mirror. What a wonderfully voluptuous body. I couldn’t help checking her out.

It was 9pm when the movie was over. That set her in motion, she slowly sat up and stretched. Raising her arms above her head, she yawned and told me, “Honey, It’s been a long day. I’m going to hit the sack.” She rose from the sofa and headed around the corner to the stairwell, which leads to her room.

I knew one thing; I was feeling horny as hell. I couldn’t wait until Vivian got home the next day. My cock hadn’t been wet in over 2 months and it was getting to my head.
I heard Bellori come in at 11pm, but she didn’t come down to see me. I figured that she probably had a long day and since she was going to be getting up rather early, in the morning, that she probably was going straight to bed. That was no biggie, because we weren’t super close or anything any way.

Bellori didn’t go to college. She’s smart, but she went straight to work out of high school. I think she makes pretty good money and is headed towards management already. I know she was pretty good at barking orders at me when we were growing up. I guess that was excellent practice.

I went upstairs and grabbed some pillows and blankets around 11:30pm. It was a little chilly downstairs and I wanted to cover up, while lying on the sofa. All the lights were out so I assumed that everyone was asleep. When I got back down to the basement, I threw the pillows and quilt on the sofa and then I stepped outside to finish my joint. It was a little nippy outside, so I didn’t stay out there very long. I just couldn’t have the house reeking of weed.

When I went back inside, I lay on the sofa and bundled up. I had a very good buzz going. I felt great. I was out of school and home for spring break.
I had nothing to do for the whole week. I planned on lying around the house, smoking a little weed, staying up late, and vegging out.

During school I usually tried to be in bed by midnight. It was early to bed and early to rise. I had a schedule to keep and I was successfully adhering to it so far. I had a plan this week too. It was to have no plan. I wasn’t going to head to bed until I felt like it, which would end up being very, very late.

I am not sure if it was the sound or the movement of a shadow out the corner of my eye, but I jumped when I realized someone was standing just in the doorway of the great room

TO Be Continued