Forbidden Fantasies
Copyright© 2018 by DDMarshall
Chapter 12
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 12 - Fantasies can be fun, playful and enrich your sex life. Karen and Bill discover that sharing fantasies can renew the lust they felt for each other when they first married. But how far should you let your fantasies go? Should there be a limit? Karen didn't think so. Be careful what you wish for.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Coercion Consensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Incest Mother Son Father Daughter Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex
Karen was so used to not wearing a bra and leaving buttons open to tease Bobby that she did not even think about how she was exposed when Taylor came in with Ken after school.
Taylor was heading up the stairs. “I’ll be right back, Ken. Talk to my mom while I change.”
Ken greeted Karen with his usual big smile, “Hi, Mrs. Jamison. Taylor and I are going to the mall after she changes if it’s okay with you.”
Karen turned to face Ken. “That’s fine.” Then she saw the look on his face.
Karen was unbuttoned past her boobs. Her open blouse displayed half of her breasts to Ken. Ken was still getting an eye full even though her nipples were covered. Karen quickly looked up the stairs and did not see Taylor. Not bothering to cover herself, she smiled at Ken. Let him look, she thought. He was fucking her daughter, so what was the big deal if he got to ogle her mom? She figured, what the hell, she had fantasies about fucking him anyway. Karen wondered what Bill would say if she told him she teased Ken and let him see her boobs. Karen leaned over and needlessly brushed off her skirt. She knew her blouse would open and give Ken a good look at her nipples.
Karen smiled at Ken and again looked toward the stairs. Karen flicked her head toward the kitchen and took his hand. There would be more privacy, and she could hear Taylor come down the stairs. Ken made no resistance as Karen led him to the kitchen.
Karen stood close to Ken. She was in his personal space, which made him nervous. “I hope I did not embarrass you. I sometimes forget when I’m home alone to ... well, to dress properly. I find this much more comfortable. So tell me, Ken, is Taylor taking good care of you.” Ken started to fidget as Karen moved closer.
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