Dirty Stepmom: Intimate Reads (Spank Bank Reads)

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I sat watching TV for a while. I was down there for at least an hour. Focusing on what I was watching was hard - all I could think about was my step-mom, bound and gagged, struggling against her bonds. I tried to tell myself not to get so excited. She was my step-mom. But at the same time, that fact made it all the more kinky. If you want to be pleasured again, you will have to pay a price," I said as I began to take my clothes off. I walked up to her in my boxers. My bulge pushing out.

I continued, edging down to her belly and grabbing her. My fingers exploiting every nook and cranny. I went down to her legs and untied her ankles. She looked slightly surprised as I let her legs free of her bonds. She tested the freedom I'd given her, stretching her legs for the first time in over an hour. I moved up her legs and felt the edge of her panties with my fingers. She gasped as I slowly pulled them down her thighs, past her knees and took them off. They were soaking. She moved her legs to cover up her most private area. Before she had the chance to do anything risky though, I grabbed her left leg. I began to tie it, tightly, to the leg of the chair. I did the same to her right leg, then tying it below the knee to allow minimal movement. She struggled to close her legs but couldn't, giving me the perfect view of her clit. That was definitely exciting..." she said. "But the clothes... you shouldn't have done that. It's not right."I feared what the neighbors heard when she finally came. Her passionate moans were music as she heaved and twisted against her bonds. I was captivated by it all. Then I brought in the vibrator. I rubbed it against her on the lowest setting. Her already soaking clit was ready as I prepared to give her what she wanted so much. I turned the vibrator up to the highest setting and began rubbing it on her. She moaned and struggled as she got closer to orgasming.

It was brief as we didn't have much to eat. However, we had both eaten a big lunch. A takeaway might have upset my already tingling stomach. An idea had hatched in my mind. Hello! Sorry this took me so long. I find writing erotic stuff easiest when I'm horny - annoyingly I wasn't in the mood for much of the past month. But I've finished it now. I hope you enjoy! Too far?" I said, sitting down at her feet. I looked around at where I was. Clothes strewn about the floor, a vibrator by the foot of the chair, the beautiful woman tied up willingly. "You draw the line at this?" My step-mother had had a very frustrating day. She'd failed a job interview (again) and was worrying about the state of the marriage. My father was out on a week-long business trip. Lately, they'd both been drifting apart and for me it had awoken memories of him and my mom before the divorce. That day, she'd come home from work and was sitting on the couch in the living room, reading a magazine. Dad left for work at 3pm like always and Christy watched him leave. She had on baggy sweats and a t shirt.At 35, she was 10 years younger than my dad was. Unlike the rest of my family, she was a brunette. She was also incredibly curvy, regularly visiting the gym. I had never really seen her as much of a mother. She was more of an acquaintance who happened to live with me because of family connections. I whispered. "I'm going to rub some objects against you. If you correctly guess what they are, you win. However, if you guess wrong, I win."