They were both guilty for giving in to their desires, but at the same time, it felt so right

After a long day of cleaning and cooking, Sarah’s stepson Timmy asked for some help with his homework in his room. She happily obliged and sat next to him on his bed, explaining the math problem he was struggling with. But as she was writing on a piece of paper, Timmy couldn’t help but sneak a peek at her hands. They were soft and delicate, with perfectly manicured nails. Little did he know, Sarah noticed his gaze and couldn’t help but feel a little turned on by the thought of her stepson admiring her.

Before she could even consider the implications of her thoughts, Timmy’s hand suddenly grabbed hers and brought it to his lap. She could feel his erection through his pants, and as much as she tried to push him away, her own body was betraying her. With one hand still on the paper, Sarah’s other hand began to slowly stroke Timmy’s growing bulge. They both couldn’t believe what was happening, but neither could stop it.

One thing led to another and soon enough, their clothes were scattered on the floor and they were tangled in each other’s embrace on Timmy’s bed. They didn’t know how they got there, all they knew was the undeniable attraction between them. Sarah’s hand expertly pleasure Timmy until he couldn’t hold back any longer and released himself into her grasp. But that wasn’t enough for either of them.

Without hesitation, Timmy entered Sarah and they both moaned in pleasure as they moved in sync. They were both guilty for giving in to their desires, but at the same time, it felt so right. They lost track of time and eventually fell asleep, still entwined in each other’s arms.

Waking up next to each other the next morning, they were both filled with a mixture of shame and longing. But they couldn’t deny the intense bond that had formed between them. From that day on, they both knew that their stepmother-stepson relationship had taken a new and forbidden turn.