Chapter 12

The next morning, I crossed the line in the sand that I’d made to keep my conscience clear.

My stepmother, Sandra was back on days this month. When I got back from my morning run, I put one the coffee pot. When I got to her bedside to wake her for work, I impulsively moved the covers off her and deliberately raised up her nightgown to uncover her naked ass.

“What are you doing Steven,” she asked sleepily.

I gave her ass a spank.

“Wake up sleepyhead.”

“Ouch, Steven.”

Then came the weirdness.

“Spread for me,” I said.

“Steven, what on earth...”

I gave her ass a slap then a caress.

Once again, my mouth ran away from me.

“Spread your legs open for me, mommy.”

She whimpered, then spread her legs revealing the lips of her deliciously hairy woman pussy. At the sight of it, I thought my heart would beat out of my chest. Without thought to the consequences, I ran my finger tickle-touching from the top of the slit of her pussy lips then up to her asshole. I pushed her legs further apart and let my finger trail through her cunt once more.

“I can smell your cunt, mommy.”

She whimpered and tipped her ass up giving me better access to her now slippery cunt.

“Submissive. Hot,” I whispered.

I dipped my fingers into her once again and brought them to my mouth to taste.

“You taste good, mommy.”

Some semblances of sanity returned. I stood up and stepped away.

“Time to get up, Sandra.”

She sat up in bed her face was flushed. She was shaking. Her nipples poked out like bullets. She tried for control.

“Goddammit Steven! What the hell are you doing. That was certainly not decent behavior for a boy. You should be ashamed.”

That wouldn’t do. I responded

“Show me those big tits of yours mommy that you like to tease with. Let me see those big titties.”

“Oh my God, you’re out of control.” Her eyes were wild. She was panting. She unbuttoned her gown and opened it.

Her chest was flushed bright red, her tits huge with nipples so puckered so that they looked like they hurt.

“Nice.” I caressed one then the other. I resisted the urge to suck on a nipple and gently pinched one instead. “I laid out your clothes for you. Get up.”

She blushed furiously and closed her top.

I turned and walked out to the kitchen my mind suddenly whirring, because it occurred to me that I wasn’t wearing the ring. It was in my pocket. What the heck was going on. I had felt like I could dare anything, do anything I wanted to her. I had barely resisted the impulse to have her suck my cock.