A huge thank you to LaRascasse, ftw752, and AwkwardMD for their generosity in helping me with beta reading and editing.
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This is the second story of Karen and her 20-year-old stepson, Eric. All of their friends are 18 or older. It's a stand-alone story, but you might enjoy reading the character background in The Strippers and the Stepson Ch. 01.
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CHAPTER 1- MORNING WITH MOM
Eric awakens with his mom in his arms. Everything about her is womanly—her skin, her breasts, her hips. The days since they became lovers have been the best of their lives. She opens her body to him in a way he never dreamed possible.
Karen has been awake, thinking about her decision to sleep with her stepson. She has been in love with him for years. The more her husband traveled for work, the more her attraction to her son grew. She agonized over the indecency of a mother lusting after her son. She felt dirty and ashamed. Not until her friends recognized Eric for the desirable man he had become did Karen admit she saw him that way too.
He is a charming 20-year-old who is in love with his mother. When he came on to her, she struggled to find excuses for why they should not be together. But nothing was powerful enough to overcome their desire. Now they can't keep their hands off each other.
Eric lies in bed stroking the delicate skin of her arm. Her breasts are round and creamy, shadowed in the light of the morning sun. He's losing patience to be with her again. He reaches down to stroke along the curve of her hip then slips between her legs. His seed from the night before is still wet and warm, nestled there.
"Good morning," Karen smiles up at her son's handsome young face. "Pancakes for breakfast?"
He rolls over and pins her to the bed. "Aren't you forgetting appetizers?"
She savors his mouth taking hers. His morning whiskers scrape across her cheek, reminding her he is a man, no longer a boy. He slides her mouth open with his, nibbles her bottom lip, and sucks on her tongue. He runs his hand through her hair then down her ear. She arches her back when he brings his lips down to her collarbone and dips his tongue in the hollow of her neck. Fondling her breasts with a needy hand, he teases her nipples into firm pink berries.
Karen sighs with pleasure at her son's tender touches. She spreads her legs around his muscular young back and lifts her hips toward his manhood.
"I need you Eric. Now."
Eric requires no coaxing. His cock finds her pussy wet and hungry. He slides into her in one thrust. They both cry out at the pleasure of their merging. Karen grabs his hips, aroused by his form taking up the space within her. She digs her nails into his ass while he fucks her. Eric groans, and his breath quickens. He could come right then from the eroticism of filling his mom's tiny pussy. She is so tight, sometimes it is like pushing through wet cement to seat himself. But this morning is different. She opens herself to their lovemaking. He roots himself on the first thrust. He pauses a moment so they can both enjoy their tight union. But he is eager to pull himself out and penetrate her again.
His mom lets go of his ass. "Eric, make love to me." Music to his ears.
He pulls his cock out of his mom until his tip hovers at her entrance. He rubs himself on her clit, a few strokes until neither of them can take any more. Then he lines his head up with her hole, rubbing circles there to tease them both. She spreads her legs wider; she is hungry for him. He eases himself back in, inch by delicious inch, until his tip rubs against her cervix, giving her an inner massage that sends tingles to her scalp. She emits a low moan as he pulls out and slides back in with powerful restraint for a 20-year-old who is ready to fuck his mom until she screams his name.
Karen strokes his back and wraps her hands around his firm ass. She rubs her face along his smooth chest and inhales his masculine scent. He has grown muskier overnight; his young man's scent is erotic. She circles her fingers around his asshole, teasing his virgin hole and hinting she plans to take him there. He catches his breath at the expectation of penetration. But she keeps her fingers on the edge of his anus, teasing with a hint of her tips in his muscular ring.
With every stroke in her pussy, his pelvis pulls against her clit. It is too much to bear. She lifts her legs on either side of her son, holding her ankles to maintain deep contact with his cock. The sound of his cock sliding in and out of her slick body is mesmerizing, like a wet umbrella squeezing in and out of its dampened sheath. The smell of their bodies meeting is primal and raw.
As Eric gets more aroused, he fucks his mom harder, their bodies meeting with a pounding of firm skin on soft skin, hard cock in wet pussy. After a few more strokes, she contracts around her son, and her clit explodes into sunbeams warming her body, tickling her fingertips, and curling her toes.
"Oh god, Eric, yes baby. Fuck me like that."
Her orgasm stretches itself out, running up her back and spinning through her brain. She melts into her son and becomes one with his body.
Eric holds on, but the sound of his mom screaming his name, coupled with her contractions constricting his dick, is more than he can handle. The balloon pops, and the cum that gathered all night in his balls shoots out through his shaft and into her beckoning pussy.
She has stopped taking the pill and is young enough to get pregnant. She has always wanted another child. When he comes in her, his primitive brain pushes to plant his seed. He thrusts, depositing all the semen he has to give, and leaving his love deep in his mom's core. Once the tingles have shivered their way down his spine, he is left with relaxation and bliss.
They know they are playing a dangerous game, but they can't seem to overcome their instinctual need to reproduce.
Eric rolls off his mom and cuddles her. How does she always smell good, even after they've been sweating? She looks good, she smells good, she feels good. There isn't anything he doesn't love about this woman. His dick hardens. A liability of a sexy, beautiful mom in his arms.
She smiles at him. "You're an amazing lover. I regret it took so long for us to discover each other."
"At least we did. Let's never let go."
"I'm your mother, but I'm your lover first. I could never let you go."
His young face turns naughty. He rolls on to her and positions himself between her thighs. "Does that mean you won't let go now?"
She wraps her legs around his hips. "You got it, stud."
He slides into her semen-filled pussy and groans with the pleasure of taking her. "Oh god, Mom, I love you."
She reaches up and slaps his ass. "I love you, too, baby. Now make me scream."
CHAPTER 2: THE GOOD AUNT
Karen's friend, Suzanne, raised her 21-year-old nephew, Ryan. His dad left when he was little, and his mom couldn't stay off drugs. So his mom's sister, Suzanne, stepped in and raised him.
She has been there for Ryan through everything—cub scouts, puberty, academic struggles. She has been more of a mother than an aunt to him. She loves him to the marrow of her body and would do anything for him.
Ryan is eating his high-protein breakfast when Suzanne broaches the subject of Karen's upcoming party. "My friends are having a party this weekend. You should come."
Ryan has grown into a tall, handsome man with the body of a college athlete. Suzanne has the active libido of most women her age, and Ryan is a distraction. When he walks out of the shower in his towel, she wonders what it is hiding. The sight of him padding around in his pajama bottoms conjures filthy thoughts. Even his innocent hugs leave her panties moist.
Karen has told Suzanne about her relationship with her son. They became lovers after Karen's last party, which turned into a sex fest with Eric as the main course. Karen has described how natural it is to fulfill their mutual needs. Suzanne can't take much more without Ryan's body in hers, and she envies Karen's situation with her son.
He heard about the last party. He is curious but on guard. "What friends?"
"The usual—Ashley, Karen, and her son, Eric. Plus I've invited girls I met, Rosie and Candy."
"Aren't Rosie and Candy strippers?"
"They're entertainers. But yes, they take off their clothes. And they're lots of fun."
Ryan's suspicious about where this is going. "You told me about the last party. Didn't Eric end up sleeping with everyone, including his mom?"
