It feels perfect just laying here, my pussy growing wet as I let thoughts of Lance flood my mind. I can't seem to stop thinking about him... About taking off his shirt. About licking his nipple with my tongue. He's at least a foot taller than me, towering over me with that imposing frame of his. I'd love to stare up at his icy blue eyes as I lick that amazing chest of his. As I run my hands down his abs. Those chiseled and intense abs. I wonder how often he works out.
Lance has gone from wearing jeans in my head to now just wearing boxer briefs. They're nice and tight, showing me a perfect outline of his cock. It's thick and bulging, hanging between his legs and holding promises of mind-numbing pleasure.
What is going on with me? I feel really hot and I'm flushed, my insides clenching as desire courses through my veins. The warmth that was permeating my nether regions has now spread all across my body, and while it's not a bad feeling, it's not comfortable either. It demands more… It demands release.
I can't think straight. He’s my stepson... But he's also so gorgeous. So hot.
I want to go down on my knees and take off those boxer briefs. God, I bet that cock is enormous. I wonder what it would taste like. I wonder if it would fit in my mouth.
My mind is thrashing about as I picture running my tongue along Lance's shaft, but he stops me. He's got big, strong hands, and he lifts me up and puts me down on the bed. He lifts me like a feather, the muscles in his arms coiling as he moves.
Biting down on my bottom lip, I give up. There’s no use in trying to control myself right now. Breathing hard, I move my hand down and over my tiny nightgown, reaching between my thighs with just my fingertips. There’s one last moment of hesitation, but then I slide my fingers under the fabric of my black lace thong. A shiver goes up my spine as I press down on my clit, rubbing it in hurried circles as I picture Lance's naked body, his cock pointing upward as it pulses with desire for me.
With my free hand, I squeeze my right breast, caressing my hard nipple and pinching it gently between my thumb and index finger. I keep doing it until I feel my body boiling, imagining that my hands are Lance’s.
I can't feel my toes. I mean, I can feel them—as in I know they exist—but I'm feeling tingly all over. I know if I keep this up I'm going to cum soon. There are three points of absolute bliss in my body. My nipples and my pussy. I feel like leaving my tongue hanging out and drooling. Just letting the pleasure wash over me. This feels so good. It might be wrong, yes, but I deserve this. If my own husband won’t take care of me, I have to do something about it… Even if I’m using my stepson to fuel my fantasies.
Oh my God. A wave of pleasure goes through my body and I involuntarily shake all over. I'm shuddering and alternating between this nice warm feeling and an earthquake of ecstasy that's gripping me. My limbs feel heavy, and even breathing is starting to feel like a hard task. I feel like just giving up. I should really stop thinking.
I think it's only been a few minutes, but when I look at the clock next to me, I realize that the ability to figure out how much time has passed is beyond me at this point. All I can think about is Lance pushing his cock into me. In and out. Thrusting with his long, thick, hard, cock. All I want is to feel his enormous length deep inside me. Filling me up.
God, what am I doing? Am I really touching myself while thinking of Lance, my own stepson? He is part of my family now! This is wrong… Completely wrong. But that's what makes it feel so good. Oh my God. So good.
I imagine myself going on all fours, Lance pushing his cock inside of me as I moan, and I realize I need to go harder. I slide my fingers further down, pushing them past my pussy lips and sliding two of them deep inside of me, my imagination turning them into Lance’s shaft.
My entire body shakes; waves of pleasure cascade through my brain, my eyes roll up in my head. It’s a sweet delicious pain, one that blends with relentless pleasure. It feels so good, so right… Oh, God, I can barely believe what I’m feeling.
I'm going to come soon. I know it. I'm trembling and I'm thrashing. My legs have a mind of their own and my fingers are feeling the folds of my pussy. I readjust my fingers and move my hand to bring my thumb over my clit.
And then I explode.
Pleasure rips through my body and I arch my back, moaning hard through my gritted teeth while I try to be as quiet as possible. I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. I've forgotten everything. I can't feel my body, I can't feel my face. I've left my body. Waves of sweet ecstasy clear my head of everything. I can't remember who I am. All I can do is revel in the seizure that has gripped my entire body. But it doesn't stop there. There's no way to come down.