Bound by Her Stepson by Jonathan Kollt
(Stepmom Series)

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While her husband is away on business, Ellen invites her best friend over to help curb the tide of overwhelming lust for her stepson. But as both women soon discover, neither of them are safe from his torturous passion.

WARNING: This 15,000 word story contains explicit scenes of excruciating sex and includes a stepson’s domination of his submissive stepmom, BDSM, voyeurism, MILFs, oral sex, and taboo content that may be shocking for some readers.

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As if crossing the line with my stepson wasn’t enough, tonight I leapt even further into the abyss of my uncontrollable sexual desires. It started with a kiss, and ended with my complacency to yet another unspeakable deed. I’m so ashamed of my actions, of my inactions, of my indiscretions as I watched my best friend and my stepson consummate their aunt and nephew bond in front of me.

It started with my best friend, Sharon, staying over tonight. Some wine and conversation led me to explore what I realize now were yearnings I’ve been suppressing over the years. As the wine brought my guard down, the tide of my desire for her welled up inside me and I found myself delighting in the taste of her beautiful, supple mouth. Her lips were so soft against mine, her tongue so sweet and silky. I could smell her excitement as we kissed. It was delicious. I wanted to consume her, but I resisted. I’ve learned that’s my game. I resist, and when made to submit, I surrender my body, my mind, my soul. Oh, Sharon, if you only knew how easy it would have been for you to take me then. The things I would have done for you... Thank God you don’t have the same intuitions that Derek does.

That kiss lingered with me as I fell asleep. I dreamt of Sharon’s mouth against me, moving across my lips, my neck, my chest. The sound of my own moaning woke me, and I found myself wet with desire for her. Initially I was relieved by the fact that my fantasies were now consumed with images of Sharon instead of Derek, but while I pressed into my heat to let the wet rush flow over my fingers, a darker reality would soon present itself to me.

I wish I could’ve just stayed asleep. I wish I had stayed in bed.

I was in an erotic haze, my breathing was heavy, my ears pounded with the excitement of overwhelming images of Sharon - silky hair, her full lips, her soft breasts, her fragrant sex. In my mind she was grunting and squealing with pleasure as she mashed her pussy against my face, without restraint, without composure. I had never heard Sharon make those noises in my life, yet the sounds were so real I felt like she was in the room with me.

A sound brought me out of my stupor, and a new level of alertness came over me. Suddenly it dawned on me that my mind was conjuring images to noises that were real, that I was actually hearing from somewhere deep within the house. It made its way through our air ducts, into my room, and inside my head. I sat up, listening, hoping I was wrong.

It came again. That long, drawn out moan of anguishing lust. I knew it was her. I knew it was Sharon. Sharon, the only aunt that Derek had growing up, was somewhere in the house with him. I left them alone.

I misjudged her.
I underestimated him.

If Derek could turn me into a quivering, submissive captive, then why wouldn`t he also prey upon Sharon`s deep desires. I could see it now. Derek, slowly manipulating her, surprising her with his boldness, exposing her desires. Making her reveal herself to him.

I got out of bed and slipped my night robe around my shoulders. I exited my room and quietly opened the door to the guest bedroom.

She wasn`t there.


About Jonathan Kollt

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Published October 5, 2012 by Written Passion. 47 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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