Prologue
In chapter 1 we met Elliot, the eighteen-year-old stepson of his father's second wife. After his stepmom left his father, Elliot was deprived of the normal sexual experiences of a maturing male. Re-united with his stepmom years later the naΓ―ve Elliot began his sexual journey.
In chapter 2 Elliot continues to deepen his sexual experiences with his stepmom's help. However, news that his cousin Tammy is coming to stay accelerates mom's sexual supervision of Elliot. Tammy is sexual dynamite, and she threatens to upset mom's careful plans to gradually integrate Elliot into the wider sexual world.
All characters in this story are eighteen years or older.
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The next morning, I awoke early. I felt great, almost renewed; the past really was behind me and the future looked bright. I was glowing with the expectation of a fulfilling future. Between my legs my cock was already hard, poking upright tenting the duvet. Last night I had fucked mom. I had actually fucked mom and it was so good; and mom had loved it too. I resisted the temptation to start jerking and slid out of bed. I could hear noises in the kitchen.
I quickly pulled on shorts and a tee-shirt, left the bedroom, crossed the corridor, and went into the kitchen. Mom was in her housecoat; she hadn't been up long. She was leaning over the sink rinsing a mug, the kitchen smelt of coffee.
''Hi Mom.''
''Oh, Hi Elliot, I didn't think you'd be up yet. I'll get you some coffee.'' Just another morning at home. Mom was the way she always was first thing in the morning. Cheerful and busy.
I really wanted to fuck mom again. To think that gorgeous pussy was hiding beneath her pale blue housecoat just a few inches away. If I moved forward, I could reach inside and touch it, but I hesitated. She was my mom. I couldn't just reach out and grasp that hairy joy so I just stood there feeling awkward.
''Sit down Elliot. We need to talk.''
The ''need to talk'' alarmed me,
Mom placed a cup of coffee in front of me and sat down.
''Now last night was great and I enjoyed it immensely.''
I felt myself blush. I looked down at the tabletop to hide my embarrassment.
''Now don't get all shy. The two of us shared a lot of pleasure last night, but you must remember that you are my stepson.''
I quickly looked up.
''Don't look so worried. I am not saying we can't make love again, because we can; but we need to look at the bigger picture. We need to think about how we go forward.''
''What do you mean 'go forward'?''
''I mean you need to meet a girl in your own age group, and you need to develop a relationship with her.''
''But mom, I love you.''
''And I love you too and I will always be there for you, but you have to think about a normal future.''
''I am happy with the way we are.''
''You say that now, but in the long term you will want a girlfriend your own age.''
I paused and looked away out of the window. It was going to be a sunny day; warm weather had arrived. I looked back at mom.
''Do we have to talk about this now mom? You're probably right, but I really don't want to talk about the future when last night is so much on my mind.''
Mom looked me in the eye but said nothing.
''Mom, can we do it again now.'' I stood up and yanked my shorts down exposing my hardening cock,'' You can see I'm ready.''
Mom sighed, ''Elliot, you need to put that away, we can't. We had a great time last night, but we can't be making love all day long.''
''Oh Mom....''
''Elliot, I can't anyway. I really enjoyed last night but now I'm very sore. Your cock is much bigger than I am used to.''
I pulled my shorts up over my cock. I thought that last night meant a future of daily fucking, not something reserved for special occasions. Mom could see my disappointment. I knew she hated upsetting me, but for my long term good she would do anything.
''I understand mom. I know you want the best for me.''
Mom's face broke into a smile, and she turned on her chair to face me.