My Hot StepMom (Collection: Taboo Sex Erotica Series:- Stepmom a Taboo Family Secret Story Book 1)

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There was a moment of silence. I felt my heart slowly beginning to pound. I suddenly began to fear the worst. She was my step-mom after all. Even if we weren't related and didn't really see each other in such a way it still somehow sounded wrong. I felt the tension between us. I continued pleasuring her, bringing her closer and closer to ecstasy. She moaned and struggled, on the edge. She murmured that she was about to cum.

That was definitely exciting..." she said. "But the clothes... you shouldn't have done that. It's not right."I sat watching TV for a while. I was down there for at least an hour. Focusing on what I was watching was hard - all I could think about was my step-mom, bound and gagged, struggling against her bonds. I tried to tell myself not to get so excited. She was my step-mom. But at the same time, that fact made it all the more kinky. My step-mother had had a very frustrating day. She'd failed a job interview (again) and was worrying about the state of the marriage. My father was out on a week-long business trip. Lately, they'd both been drifting apart and for me it had awoken memories of him and my mom before the divorce. That day, she'd come home from work and was sitting on the couch in the living room, reading a magazine. She sighed. "A passing interest, yes." She paused. "I've never done anything... exciting. As in, I've never explored myself in that way." I wiped the sweat from her brow. Then I slowly shook my head. She looked at me, slightly more frustrated.

Her face fell. "Oh... Adam please..." she began to beg. It wasn't desperate begging. It seemed almost playful, though it was still begging. No, but I would like to try it out." She looked at me firmly. "Tie me up. Not too tight. Untie me immediately if I tell you to. And don't do anything... extreme." I'm gonna leave you here for a while now," I said, soothingly. "And when I return I might untie you."

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I took off her blindfold and smiled at her. "I just wanted to give you the full experience of feeling vulnerable." I feared what the neighbors heard when she finally came. Her passionate moans were music as she heaved and twisted against her bonds. I was captivated by it all. At 35, she was 10 years younger than my dad was. Unlike the rest of my family, she was a brunette. She was also incredibly curvy, regularly visiting the gym. I had never really seen her as much of a mother. She was more of an acquaintance who happened to live with me because of family connections. Open wide," I said. Surprisingly, she obeyed. I shoved them in. Then I used a roll of ductape to gag her. She mumbled through the gag incoherently.