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Christian Loving Ch. 01

By: flawed_ethics



She had waited for tonight for too long. With a short walk from the bathroom to their bedroom she would be in the presence of her husband. Their passions were stirred from a day of light flirting. The warmth she felt when he held her in his arms. Knowing he would soon be inside her. The excitement, the feelings, knowing what tonight meant were almost overflowing inside her. With a final look in the bathroom mirror she made her way to the master bedroom.

Rachel closed the behind her, flipping off the light switch. The dim light of the nightstand lamp was all that remained to illuminate her silky pink nightgown. She took gingerly steps towards the bed, arching her shoulders back and her breasts forward as she approached.

"What do you think?"

Jacob needed no time to figure an answer. His wife had been preparing for this all week. This was the beginning of another week of intense romantic passion between them. His mouth dropped as he looked up and down her shapely body, gazing over his wife's hips and chest. Zeroing in his eyes on hers, reading of intense mutuality and understanding, he stood up to meet her. Placing his left hand to her shoulder, Jacob placed his right hand to the side of her face, playing with her cheek and teasing her brown hair. 

"My God, you're absolutely radiant, Rachel."

She met his mouth with a kiss, passionate and thorough but not too deep. His hands began to feel and caress her body, his left arm slipping the nightgown past her shoulder to reveal the soft skin that lay beneath. She began to feel him as well, playing on his chest with her fingers while the other hand worked its way towards his shorts. They concealed his nakedness, and as his member began to swell, she knew that it wouldn't be long before they were climaxing in the throws of passion.

As they continued to neck and entice each other, Jacob began to turn her about slowly, her back now to the bed. Slowly he eased her down onto the mattress while she braced herself and uncovered the other half of her nightgown, exposing her flesh and cleavage. Once she was entirely laid back on the bed, Jacob began to unbutton the rest of her nightgown as Rachel giggled.

Jacob worked on the few buttons that remained, looking up to see Rachel move the silken nightgown past her shapely breasts. Her nipples expressed her arousal - stiff and upright. The expression on her face of innocence and anticipation added to the moment - his member twitched at the sight of it. The idea that this woman, so sweet and pure, was now giving herself unto him – that they might become one - always drove him wild. As her breathing became heavier, the sight of her firm breasts gently rolling continued to build on the thought that he would soon be inside of her.

Once the last button was released, he briefly stood up to remove his shorts - allowing his member to spring free. Rachel took a brief look at it before darting her eyes to Jacob's as he began to lean over to initiate the act. 

Slowly he put his member inside of her. Rachel cooed as his manhood pressed her up through her vaginal opening. Jacob soothed her by caressing her face while he continued to enter her. Soon Jacob was well inside and began to rhythmically move in and out, breathing heavier as well while his wife met his thrusts below him. Rachel limited her expressions to soft coos, doing her part to keep their union tame.

Their gyration continued on for several minutes as both began to feel their climaxes building, Jacob's breathing became grunts as deep, muffled groans resonated from within Rachel. They continued to fumble about each other - Jacob kissing and exploring the upper portions of Rachel while she continued to taunt his chest.

Abruptly, Jacob reached his climax, feeling his balls swelling and his dick reaching its final jerks before ejaculation. 

"Rachel! Rachel my darling! I'm going ... to... ahhhh!!!"

"Ohh!! Jacob!"

Rachel had only begun to experience the joy of sex - of pleasure of having her intimate lover penetrate deep within her, when his member suddenly swelled up inside of her.

Her sensations of intimate bliss quelled to satisfaction knowing Jacob's hot fluid was now gushing inside of her. Spurt after spurt continued to fill her womanhood. Each little bit of Jacob fighting through her body - making its way deeper inside her body to seek out her waiting egg. She cooed thinking of this, filled with a relieving sense of pleasure once again. It was this she had been waiting for, his hot semen filling her belly. As he continued to grunt and spill his contents into her, she felt relieved that they both could experience this blissful climax.

"Yessss, Jacob, keep it going! Ohhh! Yesss, yes my love!"

In due time Jacob's member emptied its contents and became limp. He kept it in her, trying to have it act as a plug for his semen. Some mixed with her sexual juices, seeping out along her thighs. 

Jacob rested next to her, his arm draped around her. The couple exchanged adoring words cuddles as the mood shifted from sex to sleep. Jacob drifted off to sleep first, exhausted with their sexual activity. He echoed her words of love before slowly easing into sleep for a job well done.

As Rachel lay there, feeling his semen settle in her, she blankly looked upwards at the ceiling. She felt complacent and content. The difficult part was over for her. Now the two must wait to see if Jacob's sperm proved enough to impregnate her. This was a task that would best be left in God's hands, she thought, and offered up a silent prayer. She prayed that this time Jacob's semen would be successful in finding and penetrating her new egg to begin life in her. She wished to be pregnant to fulfill her duties to her husband so that they might raise a family - the obligation of any good Christian couple. 

Upon concluding her prayer, she twisted to cuddle about Jacob, his flaccid penis having left the warm embrace of her vagina long ago. Embracing him, she too entertained thoughts of satisfaction as she dozed off to sleep.

* * * * *

It was still fairly early in the morning, two days after her attempt to conceive with Jacob. Rachel had plenty to attend to around the house. Still, she remained depressed. She and her husband's attempts at conceiving another child were met with failure. Previous attempts - months worth of planning, hope, and prayer - always became shattered by the arrival of her monthly period.

A devoted Christian and the mother to a Christian family, Rachel felt it was her duty to rear a family that one can lay claim to. She was fairly young - thirty to be exact - and very agile and youthful looking. Throughout her high school and college years she always had to turn down the lusty intentions of her peers, as they could look no further than her breasts - which she knew as a sure sign of weakness and infidelity. She knew her New Testament inside and out, and found fear of God in the words that Jesus spoke:

Matthew 5 : 27 - 28 

"You have heard that it was said, 'You shall not commit adultery.' But I say to you, everyone who looks at a woman with lust has already committed adultery with her in his heart."

Throughout college she found the temptations around her increased a hundred-fold. At campus she found herself surrounded by hundreds of people with loose morals. Even her best friend from high school, Rebecca, cracked under the pressure by having promiscuous sex with the [admittedly cute] men on campus. At the end of her sophomore year, Rebecca broke the news to Rachel that she had lost her virginity the week before. As a cornerstone member of a Christian movement on campus, Rachel told Becca in frank terms what she thought of her actions. Their exchange unintentionally created a schism between them that she still felt. 

Times still existed when Rachel regretted telling Rebecca her opinion. She did miss her company, and Rebecca always stood alongside Rachel when she stood out in front of a large portion of the student masses to state her beliefs in hopes of recruiting members to her group. The embarrassment, taunts and ridicule almost became too much for her to bear, driving her to the brink of dropping off. It was Rebecca's encouragement that saw her through - and drove Rachel's movement on campus to make people see the way.

Their junior and senior years saw the then former friends drift apart. Rachel had her student organization and Rebecca was exploring her newfound freedom. Last she'd heard, Rebecca had headed to the coast with her boyfriend, who'd accidentally knocked her up. Although disappointed in her, Rachel was glad to hear Becca had never given any thought to the idea of abortion. She wanted that baby. They prayed together that that the move to the coast would bring the new family prosperity. She saw them off, and never heard of them since.

Life after college, away from the comforts of her student organization, proved more difficult than she anticipated. She found a job and church to attend soon enough, but her social life was non-existent. She found herself longing for the companionship of people like Becca. She missed leading bible study discussions.

It was by God's grace that He delivered Jacob into her presence. He was a widower, and although he was able to make it through a good part of his life raising the two kids on his own (with the help of part-time nannies), he was finding it increasingly difficult as they became teenagers. He was looking for a new path and approach to life. He found it in the teachings of Jesus through the Bible, through which he found someone to share his new life with. 

The rest wrote itself.

It's not that his kids were demons or tough to work with. At least Rachel never found them as such. Reuben and Dinah accepted her as a family friend early on during their father's courting and welcomed her into the family with open arms when the marriage was announced over a year ago. Reuben, the older of the two siblings, was glad that there was someone else around the house whom he could turn to - especially during his father's business trips. With Dinah well into puberty, she was glad to have a motherly figure to talk to. So when Jacob and Rachel asked if the children would like a new member to the family, they were ready to accept that as well.

Apparently though, the stress of properly raising two children as a single parent had taken its toll on poor Jacob. His sperm was impotent, possibly the result of a mild heart condition Jacob developed after his wife passed away. Indeed, a sufficient volume of sperm would overcome this deficiency; otherwise little could be done short of creating life in a test-tube, which Rachel was vehemently against. Although disappointed, she and Jacob both set out a plan whereby he would wait a month without ejaculation. Then when she would be in her most fertile period he would try to plant his seed. 

Time and again they tried their plan. With every attempt Rachel's cycle began anew.

Rachel lamented. 'At least Leah was able to get pregnant, while I am faithful and yet barren. Why is the love between Jacob and I not making it possible?'

* * * * *

The afternoon's chores left Rachel with plenty to attend to. The kids had just finished a year of school and would be around the house more for the summer. This meant there was more cleaning to be done. Both Reuben and Dinah had their friends over the night before and had left the house looking like the usual sty. Just before she could head out the door, however, the phone gave a ring. Rachel found a somewhat somber Jacob on the other end.

"How are you doing honey?"

"I'm fine dear, thanks. But um... Rachel, you know Dan here at the office, right?" A slight pause on the line made him continue, "Remember, he was the best man at our weeding, the one you call 'the dorky one'?"

"Well, yes. Of course I remember him. He was always very sweet. How are he and his wife doing?"

"Umm... That's the reason I wanted to call you sugar. Turns out Susanna surprised him this weekend with a second honeymoon vacation."

"Oh really!" she gasped, excited at the romantic idea. "How was it?"

"Well, that's just it dear. They're anniversary is tomorrow, so he's going to be taking the rest of the week off."

"Oh! Well, good for him!"

Rachel smiled on the phone, giving a chuckle through her nose to agree with Jacob. Susanna and Rachel had become good friends since Jacob and Rachel met up. It turned out she was also a church going, very devout Christian. Dan and Susanna were a perfect couple – always putting a smile on everything. They had become known amongst their friends as 'the fun couple' in their church-led bible studies. 

"Oh yeah, we all congratulated him here at the office. Thing is though, he's been working on this project which really needs a lot of attention right now. And since Suzie put so much into this little getaway for them, he needs someone to cover for him. And you know me - I agreed to. So it probably means I won't be able to come home until late at nights."

Rachel sighed. "Yes. And it probably means you won't be able to, well, you know... this weekend."

"Sorry dear. That's the breaks. Its tough, I know, and trust me, there's nothing more that I'd want to do than to be with you. But after all Dan's done for us in the past, I think we owe him this much."

That's true, she thought.

"Mmm... Well, tell Dan my prayers are with him and Suzie"

"Will do honey. I gotta run though, dear. I've got a lot to cover. I'll see you later tonight - love ya!"

"Love ya too dear!"

Rachel hung up the phone, standing in her place for a few moments before heading to the kitchen table to hold her head in her hands. 'Why me?' she cried to herself. "Why after all this time and prayer must I be denied the privilege of pregnancy for at least another month? Is my desire to rear a child of my own too strong at this point Lord? What must I do?"

A few minutes later, calmer, she reminded herself such answers were not procured through blame. God had an answer for everything, and one might find His teachings on any matter in the Bible. One understood that what God wanted would not challenge Him, but work alongside Him.

To find solace and ease her heart, she went to her bedroom and pulled out her Bible, through which she found solace in times of crisis. 'This may not be a typical crisis,' she thought, 'but for me it is a time where the word of God can help me out.'

She opened the good book to the Torah and sought the words of Leviticus, Numbers and Deuteronomy. The Old Testament was littered with what God told his chosen people to do in times of sorrow – like when they wandered in the desert for forty years. Then, such sorrow was warranted, yet God's people saw through it with Him and - ultimately leading to the land of milk and honey.

It was during her perusal of the text of Deuteronomy that she came across a passage on Levirate Marriage.

Deuteronomy 25 : 5 - 6

"When brothers live together and one of them dies without a son, the widow of the deceased shall not marry anyone outside of the family; but her husband's brother shall go to her and perform the duty of a brother by marrying her. The first-born son she bears shall continue the line of the deceased brother, that his name may not be blotted out from Israel."

Rachel paused at the end of the passage. "Interesting," she said aloud. "So, under this Levirate Marriage passage, if Jacob were to die, then I would marry his brother, I suppose. Of course, he doesn't have any brothers or sisters, and of course I would never kill Jacob!" she chuckled. The idea was preposterous. 

Unless Reuben counted.

The idea made Rachel's heart miss a beat. Reuben did look a remarkable amount like his father. Many of the same characteristics his father displays are also apparent in him. He really grew over the past years into his own man.

"Of course Jacob isn't dead. Although his ability to procreate virtually is," Rachel rationalized in her thoughts. "It wouldn't be all together too harmful to have my own stepson copulate with me, just once, would it? For the purpose of pro-creation? It's not like we're genetically related, so I don't have to worry about our child becoming a retard or anything. Besides, the child would be considered Jacob's not Reuben's. We could keep it our little secret - and it would make Jacob and me so happy..."

As Rachel continued to ponder the idea, she thought of what it would be like to make love to Reuben. She imagined them both standing there, caressing each other's bodies. She pictured her hands feeling the manly physique of his arms and chest. His hands soothed her arms as he nuzzled head at the side of her neck ... his kisses moved down to her breasts to tug at her nipples while his member grew in her...

"MY GOD RACHEL!" she reservedly shouted. Her breathing was heavy - the thoughts of lust had consumed her mind momentarily. 

"This is a SINFUL idea, and I can't go through with it..." She paused. 

Rachel looked at the bedroom mirror - she saw a reflection of herself: her aging, older self. Time had worn thin for her and Jacob. If things continued as they were progressing, Jacob and she would never have a child of their own. As sinful as it sounded, it was clearly endorsed in the Bible as a special provision.

"Can I?"

'Perhaps,' she thought, 'this is some sort of indication from God, an answer to your prayers. Maybe this will not anger Him, perhaps He sees this fit for me...' She noted that there was dampness in between her legs - a feeling she'd only gotten whenever she had tried to conceive.

"Maybe, this is a sign from God..."

Reuben and Dinah would be home from work later that day. But Dinah was also talking at the breakfast table today how she was hanging out with her friend Sarah, and would be seeing a movie with her later. 'Likewise, with Jacob gone until late,' she thought, 'perhaps Reuben and I can have a little - chat—over dinner today.'

A smile of relief and optimism graced Rachel as she headed towards the garage to tend to her errands that day.

"Perhaps..."

Christian Loving Ch. 02



Having finished the tasks she set out to do for the day, Rachel returned home exhausted from darting about town in the summer heat. The week was shaping up to be warmer than usual - at least for the early summer months.

She deserved a bit of relaxation and contemplation time. The pool in the back of the house was prepared weeks earlier by the kids for just such an occasion. And since they would both be gone for a good part of the day, she could have the whole pool to herself.

Rachel changed into her white flower-patterned swimming suit. It was a one piece - she never could justify a bikini. She had tried them on in the past, but their sole purpose was to flaunt the body, which served no practicality while swimming. 

Still, the suit served a sort of 'naughty' purpose. Rachel had always been timid about going to the beach, knowing that perverts often hung out in such areas. However, during their courtship Jacob had once insisted on a beach date, and thus they’d gone shopping for a suit.

She remembered the first time she donned the suit. It fit to her rather snug, but it really accentuated the highlights of her body. Her breasts seemed to jut out a little further, but not such that it was uncomfortable or overly revealing - it didn't reveal any cleavage. It also accentuated her healthy hips, giving her a more hourglass physique. At the time, Rachel had thought it too showy and asked Jacob for his opinion.

When she stepped out of the dressing room, his face filled with awe and wonder. And why not, that suit looked like it was practically made for that body. As she twirled around to let him see all angles, he grabbed her from behind and swung his arms around her, landing one arm on her abdomen and the other right on her left breast! 

It took Rachel by surprise. Swimsuits weren’t meant to build lust at all - let alone in a public clothing store! She asked him to let go, and he did - knowing he’d done something she disapproved of. Still, he was able to coax her into buying the suit as a favor to him. Even she admitted it made her feel a little saucy—so she decided to buy it as her 'little naughty thing,’ although she never used it for any dirty purposes. 

Now, as she lay there under the hot, pressing, afternoon sun, Rachel plotted how she could convince Reuben that they should lay tonight, before his father and sister came home. Dinah would be out until ten, and a message on the answering machine gave her the definitive answer she needed - Jacob wouldn't be home until a little after nine that night. That would leave plenty of time between supper and then to let her stepson perform his duty - and to clean up any mess such that her husband wouldn't find out about them.

Unbeknownst to her, Rachel was being peered upon by her stepson. He arrived home from and was changing when he glanced out his window and caught his stepmother wading in the pool. From his upstairs view he caught glimpses of her cleavage as she swam around, she shape of her breasts defining themselves as she stretched in the water.

He closed the door to his room and positioned himself by the window to keep his eyes on her. He dropped his boxers and pulled out his meat. With his grip he began pleasuring himself as the his stepmother relaxed herself in the pool below.

Secretly, Reuben always carried the hots for his step mom. He knew he wasn't the only one - several jerks during high school commented on how lucky he was to have a hot body like that in the house with him. Since he and Rachel weren't related, they were puzzled that he hadn't moved in to bone her - aside from the fact that it’s a filthy idea.

Reuben didn’t quite understand their reasoning. Sure she was hot. So were several of his classmates. What’s more, they were younger, more flexible, more agile, friendlier and much more fun. He could get more bang for his buck by sticking to his peers than getting it on with women far older than he was. No, Reuben wanted more than that.

What irritated Reuben was Rachel's Christian ways. Before the marriage, church and watching one's mouth wasn't really an aspect of growing up that he and Dinah were accustomed to. Even though he was fairly young when she passed away, he knew who his mother was. Rachel was not his mother. When he was with his birth mother, the family would sit in the bleachers at baseball games, ride roller coasters, go to carnivals and have fun being themselves. His mother gave him a life. Now, with regular weekend Bible studies and waking up early for church on Sundays, he felt his life being sucked out of him. 

He wanted to get even with her somehow. He didn't want to hurt or maim Rachel, but his horny mind encouraged fucking her instead. To penetrate and take advantage of her nubile, soft-skinned, flowing body. He often fantasized of plunging into her doggie style, Rachel in complete ecstasy while he worked her hot ass. Or her bobbing up and down on his upright prick, while having his way with her enticing breasts. One wet dream had him impregnating her - a dream that kept his cock erect for hours. 

To control her and rebuttal her with how he's felt about her marrying into his family, that's how he's always wanted it to be. Sometimes his mind would act up when he was around her. Maybe he caught her in a complementing light or saw her come out of the shower with just her bathrobe on. Sometimes it occurred when she and his dad were getting ready for a dinner alone. She would appear alluring to him, and all he needed to do was snap his fingers. Before he knew it, she was pulling off his pants, unleashing his cock and sucking feverishly on it before he spewed his jism all over her demure, Christian face. In his fantasies, slapping her ass would trigger her to have wild sex whenever, wherever. 

All of his dreams and fantasies were simply that - fantasies. Reality held them as incest - even if they aren't genetically related. Of course the Bible was against it - he always found it against taboo or curious stuff. So Rachel and everyone else would be against it too.

Still, those fantasies got him through many a frustrating day. Today was no different - and being able to see her in her rare white swimsuit was an added bonus. His prick showed it, now fully erect in his hand. He did not want to exhaust himself however. He was going to work out tonight and wanted to save his energy. He released his cock. Grabbing a towel and his bathrobe, he made his way to the shower.

Having soaked in the sun and then cooled off in the pool, Rachel conceived what she needed to do. Preparation time was in order to cook Reuben's favorite meal, so she would get cracking at that. She would then put on her best perfume and wear her white, low cut shirt. It was hardly Rachel's favorite piece of her wardrobe - it shaped to her form very well while showing off her cleavage if she was wearing a bra. And if she wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples were easily seen through the fabric! But it served its purpose - arousing her husband on several nights for their attempts at impregnation. 'No luck yet, but maybe tonight’s the night,' she casually thought as she walked inside the house.

* * * * *

Reuben poked his head into his sister’s room. It was always odd for him to get a peek of it. Although they were very close after the death of their mother, he and his sister grew into the stereotypical definitions of masculine versus feminine. Reuben made use of the small gym set his father purchased after the tragedy of losing his wife. It garnered him lots of attention from the fairer sex, something his father and stepmother scolded him for manipulating once he began dating. He played sports regularly, even at the intramural level in college. It wasn’t the same as track in high school, but he never envisioned becoming an athlete to begin with.

It was for those reasons he found it awkward to gander into her room. Whereas Reuben’s adolescence was mostly gray and colorless, everything in Dinah’s room was decidedly bright and colorful. The first thing that always jumped out at him was her dressing mirror. Adorning it borders were stickers and handwritten notes from her friends ranging from bafflingly simplistic sayings such as ‘Chocolate!’ to random quotes like ‘You choo-choo-choose me!’ On top of her dresser facing the mirror were items like her sky-blue diary, shiny black oversized hair comb, and a pastel green lamp she reportedly won at some school event. It didn’t work. It likely never will. It was just there as a testament to itself. Her bright pink bed, complete with red heart-shaped pillow (complete with lacy frillings adorning it’s sides) also catches the eye. An oversized teddy bear stood in the corner, a gift from Rachel before she became their stepmother. Even with the room’s lights off, he found it strange to look in - almost everything about the room seemed wrong. The only saving for him was a softball glove and ball lying on the floor.

Regardless, dinner was ready. If she wasn’t here, Reuben figured she was either out back or in the basement on the phone.

As he walked downstairs he heard the sounds of a radio and the gym equipment being used. To his surprise he found Dinah bench pressing weights.

“Wow, what’s this?”

“I’m ... just trying to ... get in shape,” Dinah grunted as she lifted the weights above her.

“I can see that. For softball? How much are you pressing?”

“One hundred,” she exhaled as she lowered the weights once more.

Given her size and frame, it was pretty decent. Reuben complemented his sister and spotted her presses. He couldn’t help but notice her attire. She was wearing typical blue gym shorts and a tee shirt that did little to disguise her sport bra. It was pretty skimpy for her, but he was glad to see her taking on a serious attitude towards her new exercise regime. Dinah was sweating - she told him she had been down there for some time since she got home from work. It showed, as both her shorts and tee shirt were soaked and contoured themselves to her body. She successfully put in a few more presses before she finally gave in, her brother spotting and relieving her of the weights.

Dinah panted for a few moments before sitting up on the bench. “That’s hard work!”

“Yeah,” Reuben chuckled, “it is. It’s pretty rewarding once you make a commitment to it though. It’s a good way to get some exercise and keep your mind off things.”

“I don’t know how you can put so much effort into it though. Aren’t you sore in the morning? ‘Cause you were down here a lot during high school.”

“Well,” Reuben reflected as he thought back to those times, “I had a lot on my mind back then.”

There was a pause, an acknowledgement that they both understood what he referred to. Finally, Dinah spoke up. “She still bugs you?”

“It’s just that she’s been trying to get some control over my life ever since she came into our family. Even when dad and her were dating, she was trying to mold us in her own image.”

Dinah looked her brother in the eye. “She was just trying to fill a void dad thought we both needed in our lives.”

“But how do you know that?” Reuben quickly retorted. “How do we know he even told her that? I don’t remember him ever telling us we needed another parental figure in our lives.”

“Well, I know she was there to help me when I was going through puberty. I like dad and trust him a ton, but I don’t think he would have given same motherly advice.”

Reuben sighed. It was the one argument he could never defeat. “I know. I know how important that was for you in your life.” He paused for a moment as he tried to let his thoughts catch up to him. “But it’s not like we need Rachel to try and replace mom. It’s not like she died when we were both young. We both remember her. I know dad sure does. Why the hell is she trying to replace mom?”

“I don’t think she’s trying to replace her,” she said, slowly. “It’s not like she knew mom, how she watched over us and stuff. I think she’s trying to fit into our family for dad’s sake. Unfortunately, the best way for her to do that is to be more of a mother for us.”

“Well, I for one don’t need it,” he growled under his breath. “I’m an adult now. I’m only here to keep up with my high school friends over the summer. I don’t need her - and I don’t think too highly of her using my love for my dad as a means to get to me.”

“I know,” she sulked. “I’m not a big fan of her using dad to get to us. But she is in an awkward position. It’s not her fault she loves dad and he loves her.” Reuben glowered at Dinah on that remark. It was a subject of huge argument between the two siblings for a whole month leading up to their father’s marriage, one they never met eye to eye on. Many tears fell with shattered emotions on the floor before the deed was said and done. They vowed to never revisit it again. They simply looked each other in the eyes as the radio continued to play. “Dinah? Reuben?” their stepmother yelled downstairs, breaking the sibling’s silence. “Are you down there? Dinner will be ready soon. Get ready!”

Reuben smiled. “Oh yeah, dinner’s almost ready.”

She returned her goofy, sisterly smile in return. “Thanks. I’m meeting up with Sarah later tonight. We’re going to see that new movie coming out.”

“Oh yeah,” he said on getting up. “I take it you two are going out to eat then? That should make for another great dinner between me and mom.”

“Hey!” she said, running up to her brother. She wrapped her arms around his body, hugging him. He could feel the cool sweat from all over her body rubbing off on him, as well as the odd feeling of two clammy breasts against his chest. “I know how tough she can be to put up with. I’m not a fan of it either. I just can’t discount her, you know.”

Reuben returned the hug, a gesture of thanks for her having always been there. “I know,” he said on breaking the hug and starting upstairs. “It’s just easier that way.”

* * * * * 

Reuben was quick to wolf down his food. It was one of Rachel's more time consuming dishes to prepare, but it won her favor with the family. Reuben had always been a kid who knew what he liked, and when he first tasted this dish, he quickly dropped taking exception to everything about her, instead resenting her more forward qualities.

"So, how is your dinner son?"

"Mmmm, delicious mom." It was a weird play of words that the family has had since their marriage. 

Rachel prepared herself a light dinner - she was never much of an eater and already finished her portion by this time. She spent the remainder of dinner waiting for Reuben to finish so she could clean up after supper. As she carried on conversation of the usual fare ('how was your day; what are your friends up to', etc...), she looked deeply at him, noticing how much he did resemble his father Jacob.

Reuben was not oblivious to this amount of attention, or the shirt and tight pants she wore. He had seen her wearing these before, but usually such attention was directed to his dad. He knew his parents went at it those nights because they both showed more pep the next day. But with dad not coming home until later that night, why would dress up like this? A welcome-home-from-a-hard-day-at-work reward?

"Now Reuben," Rachel continued conversing, "as we've told you and your sister in the past, your father and I are trying to conceive a child."

Reuben looked up from his food. "You're pregnant? Hey, great!"

"Well, no son. That's ... why I want to talk to you tonight. I'm not pregnant yet. You know of your father’s medical condition ..."

"Yeah. Guess I'm lucky I came out when I did." He said with a smirk.

Rachel continued conversing about the predicament she and Jacob were in, her gaze fixed on something well past Reuben as she rehashed details that plagued her from conceiving a child.

Meantime, Reuben was catching a few ganders at her curving breasts. He got a real treat when she sighed during her lecture. If the bra she was wearing served as a good indicator - they were as big as he had hoped.

"So anyway," Rachel continued, "I looked at the Bible for a little help - like we should, and I noticed this..."

As she reached for her Bible, Reuben rolled his eyes. 'Always with the Bible. Damn I hate these sneak Bible studies!'

She showed him the passage from Deuteronomy, and his mind became muddled. Reuben held the idea of Rachel as a sexual object as a merely a fantasy in his mind. Now the Bible was saying that, in unusual circumstances, such relations were okay. He hid his surging lust so as not to tip his hand.

Rachel continued while Reuben gave the passage a second look. "So I was thinking, dear, that maybe tonight, before your sister and father come home that you and I could..."

Looking up at her, Rachel gave Reuben a look that said she was serious.

"Well, uhhh, yeah.” He said, still trying to grasp his newfound situation. “I guess I have to. Says so right here in the Bible, doesn't it?"

"Well, you don't have to dear, if you don't want to. I won't ‘throw your shoes out of the city’ if you don't. " She leaned over the table, softly lowering the tone of her voice, "it would mean so much to me if you would do me this favor."

"Sure thing, mom," he replied, grinning with anticipation. She really wanted this. He could finally act to make her submit to him.

"Oh, thank you!" She briefly looked down at her dish. The nervous part of waiting for his answer was over, and he would lie with her tonight! Looking back up she saw he finished his food as well and began putting them away.

"So, mom, uh... Well, when do you want to do this?"

She paused for a moment. Cooking supper took longer than she originally anticipated. For them to do this without anyone knowing, they needed begin soon.

"How about right now?"

Her urgency caught him off guard. He had expected it to happen later, allowing for him to devise a secure plan to enact his fantasy. He desperately needed some time. "Now? Shouldn't I go brush my teeth then?"

Rachel chuckled. "Sure dear. I'll freshen up in my bathroom as well. I want to make myself as presentable to you as I can tonight."

‘You won't need to worry about that, Rachel’, Reuben thought to himself.

* * * * *

Reuben lay on his bed wearing only his boxers. He had just finished tidying up his room to while formulating a plan. In case they found themselves as a sweaty mass on the floor, he didn't want them to be wrestling around and bumping into things.

A knock on the door made his heart skip a beat. "Come in!"

Rachel opened the door to a cleaner room than she was used to visiting. The lights were out - only a few strategically placed candles illuminated the room. She dropped her bathrobe to give her stepson a good view of herself. She took a few steps towards him, noticing how much the youth looked like her husband - his father. Reuben's chin, jaw line and eyes were almost a perfect match. His chest, although not as hairy, also resonated many similar features.

As she approached, Reuben noticed just how incredible a body she kept. The hallway light illuminated the outline of her figure in a white glow while the candles illuminated her breasts and other newly revealing features. In closing the door it became more readily apparent just how full her lips, breasts and hips were, as the flickering flames created shadows to dance upon her body.

Standing up to meet his stepmother, Reuben quickly discarded his boxers in the presence of his naked stepmother. Her breasts and nipples stood mere inches away from his own chest - heaving up and down with her anxious breathing. 

Rachel looked at his boxers as they were discarded, noticing the growing beast they released, seemingly feeding off the play of light and dark that the flickering of the candles offered. For the first time it dawned on Rachel that Reuben wasn't so much a boy anymore as much as he was a man.




Christian Loving Ch. 02



Averting her eyes before becoming too distracted, she looked deep into Reuben. "Well, my dear, let's do this. We'll do some foreplay, and then I'll let you into me, okay?" She reached one arm up to his head, gently beckoning it to her neck.

Reuben had anticipated this. He knew just how he wanted to direct it...

Rachel tossed her neck back as Reuben began to kiss her upper chest areas, slowly and sensually. She had not expected to enjoy the prospect of him actually mating with her. The idea seemed so taboo, so wrong, yet she could feel a sensation building within her - a feeling that this was so right.

"Mmm, yes Reuben. That’s good. You're doing a good job for mommy.”

Still, she felt, she shouldn't try to enjoy this too much. Then it would be a sin. The Levirate Marriage law she read stated that it was merely for the intent of procreation, not for the sexual satisfaction of the two. She needed to move things along to avoid testing the will of God.

She reached her hand down to where Reuben's mouth was working its way to the nipple on her right breast. She lifted the chin so his eyes could face her own - smiling, hinting to him that 'its time'.

Rachel lowered herself onto his bed, her breasts swaying with each shift in body weight. She spread her legs apart, showing him her untrimmed yet nevertheless beckoning patch of fur between her legs.

Reuben's eyebrows jumped with surprise - staring intently at her mound of cunt flesh.

"Wow mom. You're really beautiful."

"Thanks dear. Its time. I see your penis is hard. Just put it in mommy's vagina, and the rest should come naturally to you, dear."

Reuben crawled over his stepmother, his eyes focusing once again on her pointed nipples. He promptly took one in his mouth and began to suckle it.

Rachel couldn't believe the sensation. The few times Jacob had went for her nipples, it was more of a soft kissing motion he offered. Now her stepson was handling it like a little baby!

"Ooohh!", she cooed beneath him for a moment, followed by a hushed chuckle. 'Perhaps, with a little luck, soon I'll have a little one of my own suckling like this..."

But once more she reminded herself of her duty as a Christian wife, and told Reuben to let up and put his member inside her.

"But mom, you're not that aroused yet, are you?"

"Well, no, honey. But just press it inside and we can come."

"But mom, we can do more foreplay than some light kissing. Don’t you think it would be easier for both of us if we were to play around some more?"

Rachel sensed a complication arising from Reuben - perhaps he had gotten the wrong idea of what tonight was meant to be.

"Its okay, my dear. Just press your penis into mommy's vagina."

Reuben didn't feel he could do her like this. His fantasies about his stepmom involved more than the standard bump and grind. Pulling back, Reuben asked his step mom, "Hey mom, how about if we try this?" He knelt down, leaning his torso over the bed to place his head at her hairy snatch.

Rachel, whose head remained resting on the bed, felt Reuben shift about and lifted up to see what he was doing. Her first sight was of his head coming in on her snatch. She could already feel his lips fighting their way through her pubic hairs to reach her own, 'pussy lips'.

"Reuben, what are you, AHHH!!"

Before she could question the young man an immense, foreign sense of pleasure shot through her body. Her hips jerked downward into his face, while her upper body, surprised by the pleasuring sensation, fell back down onto the bed.

'My God!' Her head spun with ideas of lust and morality. 'He's, he's eating me out!'

She knew this was absolutely sinful. Sex is not about pleasure. If it were, then prostitution would be legal and fidelity would be a joke, so long as the husband came home to the wife every night. No. Oral sex, as far as she was concerned, was wrong.

And yet, her body was reacting so favorably to it!

Her vagina reacted to her stepson’s advance, releasing its fluids, quivering with anticipation. This is what Reuben sought to do, and the warm taste of her sex on his lips indicated his success.

"Ohhhh!!!" Rachel's moaned loud enough for everyone in the house to hear. Thank goodness they were alone. She found herself caught up in what to believe - her years of Catholic school and Bible Study teachings or what Reuben was teaching her right now.


Reuben heard her moan and met it with approval. The way his stepmother's body was writhing he got the impression it was her first time being eaten out. He had contemplated stopping soon after he started - maybe she disapproved of this. But her moan signaled that his efforts were doing the trick.

This is what he had hoped for. Dominating the situation. His stepmother was now gyrating in the depths of her own ecstasy - provided by his actions. He quickly realized that exercising his power too much on their first night of passion might be over-the-top. Perhaps his plan would best work if he didn’t take his position too far. If she feared him trying to take control the situation - she could call the deal off after tonight. Anything done there after would be incestuous rape. 

Reuben continued to explore the depths of his stepmother's cunt with his probing tongue, teasing her aching clitoris while enticing other areas of her rarely accessed vagina. Sighs of whimpering now accompanied Rachel’s heavy breathing. As near as he could tell, he had worked on her long enough to bring her close to the brink of orgasm, although she wasn't giving him any leeway by letting him know.

'Maybe she hasn't ever achieved an orgasm before,' Reuben thought. 'I doubt she masturbates, and dad in his age can hold out long enough to bring it to her.' 

The range of the power he would hold over her if his plans came to fruition began taking form in his head. If he was the only one who could make her come - if he kept it that he were the only one to excite her orally, then the road to his goal would be easily achieved.

The possibilities were endless - of what he could do to this pure, innocent woman. One so fine. With any luck, she would be his willing slave by the end of next week!

Rachel continued to move her body in the ways her instincts told her too. Pleasures the now horny stepmother experienced were uncharted territory for her. Their actions were beyond her control. Reuben was in command.

Her heavy breathing became loud screams of ecstasy. Reuben knew she would come any second if he continued and let up his mouth's assault on her pussy. With his dick as long, hard and pulsating as its ever been, he crawled over his step mom, whose dazed look only satisfied Reuben's suspicions.

Rachel lost her own thought pattern during the oral frenzy. Concerns over the morality of her stepson’s actions no longer weighed in her head. Now she was only concerned over how long she could hold out.

Gently, Reuben slowly maneuvered his enlarged member, twitching, into his stepmother's hungry snatch. Rachel inhaled deeply as the bud of his dick worked its way through her opening, slowly being enveloped by the once tame but now eager muscles in her vagina. The warmth of her walls greeted his entrance as Reuben relished in laying claim to his prize, taking in every sensation of being inside her.

Stepson and stepmother became one as Reuben’s penetration went unhindered. Soon he was entirely inside his stepmother, his balls resting against the cheeks of her ass.

Rachel had never felt so full of energy and excitement before in her life. It was as if something had possessed her, or something became unleashed from within. He was now totally a part of her, and she was his.

They were one - and Rachel felt so happy. Her dazed look became one of delight as she looked into Reuben's eyes. 

"Mother..."

"My love!"

Quickly Rachel wrapped her arms around her stepson, drawing his face towards hers to engage in a deep kiss. 

Just as Reuben had wanted...

His tongue, which a moment ago was teasing and playing with her bud, now played with her tongue. The smell of her own sex rested heavily on his face. It was so naughty, she thought. Yet so thrilling!

The excitement of their union became too much for Rachel. Embraced in their kiss she let out a deep, gurgling moan. Reuben began thrusting slowly, picking up the tempo with each penetration. Waves of pleasure began to build to their crescendo. Her cunt worked on his shaft, coercing it to spurt its baby-making juice all over her walls.

Disengaged from their kiss, Reuben began to work his way down her chest to her heaving breasts; her nipples indicating how much she was enjoying this. He resumed attending her breasts, this time on the other tit. Rachel’s moans grew louder and louder, adjusting herself to make their humping all the more pleasurable.

Reuben’s thrusts soon became loud slapping sounds as the cream of his step mom’s cunt began to ooze out of her channel, matting the union of their sex together.

Rachel's pleasure soon began to numb her body. 'This,' she thought, 'is an orgasm! I will finally have a real one, with my boy alongside me! And soon he will spill his seed onto my fertile fields, and I will grow with the bounty of our family's love!' 

Rachel continued to work his member, musing: ‘This is the ecstasy, the joy the Lord has reserved for the purpose of procreation. All the rest was pure motion but, this, this, is the gift from God!’

"OOHHH!! OOHHH! Reuben! Do it to me! Put your seed in my womb! I want to feel your hot sperm worm their way deep in my belly. I want to feel you planting inside of me! Take, take me my love! TAKE ME!"

As his step mom continued to speak such taboo things to him, Reuben felt his impending climax becoming too strong. He had hoped to hold out and exert his dominance over their union, but his thrusting prick felt otherwise as her vaginal walls rippled faster and faster around his prick.

Sensing her impending orgasm, Reuben forfeited his power over her. He rapidly speared his prick deep into his stepmother's womb with abandon, the sensation causing him to moan as he continued to work her tit.

"YES!! Yes Reuben! Thrust it deep within me! Fill me completely! I need you! I need you in my belly! Do me! Do me! I must have your semen in me! I need to feel you my baby in my belly! I... Reuben, I... I... AHHHHHH!!!"

Rachel could not hold out any longer. Her body, numb and tingling with excitement, exploded in rapture as never before. Her vaginal muscles flexed profusely around his mightily spearing member, fucking with ferocious intensity.

Reuben's prick found itself in heaven when Rachel hit her orgasm, being milked of its life-making fluids to no end. For a moment he savored the feeling of his stepmother cumming beneath him. The sensations proved too powerful as the sperm in his balls began working its way to his shaft to begin their journey.

Letting up on her tit, he panted to his stepmother: "Mother! You're . . . I'm gonna cum, mother! I'm . . . I'm cummmmiiinnngg!!!"

The first wave of cum rocketed up his rigid cock, spewing deep into his stepmother’s womb, quickly beginning their unholy trek deep into her belly to find and penetrate her egg. To Rachel it was a magical feeling. Her stepson’s gyrations tensed up, and his prick began to twitch. She knew Reuben was depositing his baby-making spew into her waiting belly, and she couldn’t feel happier. 'After all this time, this is what it feels like to be impregnated! It must happen! It, oh, it is happening!'

Caught up in her own ecstasy, she cried out to her lover, "YES! MY LOVE! You're doing it Reuben! You're filling me with your baby, my dear! Our baby! My own! Fill it completely! I want to feel your hot semen fill me completely! My baby!"

Wave after wave of hot cum blasted against her womb and her vaginal walls, imparting on Rachel a feeling of pure Godliness. She felt she had just touched the face of God, and had been infused with His power. God had blessed her with these feelings of joy.

It was Reuben, her willing young stepson, through whom it was all made possible.



Christian Loving Ch. 03



The following morning found the household going through the usual routines. Jacob scuttled off to work early after studiously reviewing some papers, but not before having breakfast with the family and having Rachel see him off. The kids ate breakfast, and Dinah told her how she was hitching a ride with her friend Mary to the softball game this afternoon, so Rachel had only to pick her up. Reuben announced that he had taken a few shifts off of work with the excuse of helping around the house while dad was gone. That being said, he and his pal would be heading up to the city to take in a baseball game, so he would be gone for most of the day also - drawing quizzical looks from his family.

Rachel figured to work around the house, square a few things away and hopefully take some time off to relax in the pool. It looked to be a real scorcher – and she rarely found an opportunity to use the pool since the kids and their friends often monopolized it. With both of them gone she would be able to sneak a day in.

Unbeknownst to the family, Reuben's friend called earlier to say he wouldn't be able to go – something had come up. At first it bummed him – his other friends would be working most of the day. But now, with a duty to screw his stepmom until she was carrying his baby (scripted by the Bible, no less), he saw an opportunity to have a different type of fun... 

To get his energy going, Reuben took a bike ride shortly after breakfast. Dinah took off to her friend's house, and soon Rachel got to work. It wasn't long before the morning sun heated the household. As the temperature rose, Rachel found the allure of the backyard swimming pool all the more appealing. Seizing the rare opportunity she escaped her work, donning her virgin white swimsuit to take in some relaxation in her pool.

Reuben checked the house for his step mom, hoping to seduce her into another experience in bed. Calling out her name as he searched upstairs, he noticed Rachel out of his window, bathing in the pool below. From his position, he caught a good glimpse of her figure from above. Although her breasts were covered by her swimwear, they still produced a shapely vision from above, the water caressing and forming around them as she floated. The moisture on her suit reflecting the intense rays of the sun's glow only added to her alluring figure. 

The desires of lust and control quickly overcame Reuben. As Rachel relaxed in the pool below, he stripped down his shorts and underwear, grabbing his cock, already stiffening with the view and images conjured in his head. He thought of how he would take her once more – forcefully, to show her his intent. Last time had found him giving into the excitement generated between the two. This time he would hold back, he told himself - making her crave him. He would make her come repeatedly before injecting himself into her, creating such sensations in her that she would beg for him and his dick. Then he could control her and have her willing to please him at his command.

The idea quickly excited him. Images of what he would be doing to his stepmother quickly brought Reuben to the brink of climax. Holding off for the main course, he disrobed entirely, threw on his swimming trunks and made his way outside.

Rachel floated in pool with her eyelids closed, facing the sky as the water sloshed about her, when she the soft patter of footsteps approach her on the deck. She almost jumped seeing her stepson hovering over her, a look of intent possessing his face. Not oblivious to his hard-on, Rachel felt that she didn't explain her intentions to Reuben well enough. Yes, she did want his help in getting pregnant. However, she had only intended him to plant his seeds in her once. The Lord will provide, she felt. If He sees her actions fit for procuring her own family, then last night would be sufficient.

Reuben lowered himself into the pool, allowing the soothing waters to cool him off from his bike ride. He took in his stepmother's figure as she re-adjusted herself. She more ravishing than he had ever seen her. The small droplets of water cascading over the fine contours of her skin. Her hair soaking wet, pulled back to reveal more of her demure face. Even how the light glistened off her suit added to her intoxicating aura. Only his concocted plan held him from taking her that instant.

The two talked briefly about how Reuben's plans to be with his pal fell through before touching on the subject of the previous night. When Rachel mentioned how she wanted it to be a one night stand, Reuben realized her decision to distance herself from him effectively squelched his plan to make her his own.

"Maybe," he said, slowly moving towards her, "but I know we shared something intimate last night mom. It was more then just trying to conceive. I think our love for each other came through that night."

Rachel stood at her end of the pool frozen – not wanting to move away to isolate Reuben. She knew it was a very delicate moment, and she needed to retain their closeness as family while also fending off his advancement. "I agree dear, we did share an intimate bond last night – something beyond ... a mother/son relationship."

A sly grin graced Reuben's face. Whereas Rachel saw it as a simple smile, he knew she had bought his word – hook, line and sinker. His plan wasn't thwarted yet, but before she thought too religiously about the deal he needed to make his move.

"And I feel strongly that you should have a prominent role in our family" he replied. "But I don't think planning for it on one night alone will do it. For some people, pregnancies don't just happen – they take many repeated attempts."

By now Reuben was abreast with his stepmother, her mouth slightly agape at what was transpiring. The same rush of adrenaline that possessed her the night before again buzzed through her mind and body. Her religious thoughts of right and wrong gave way to the attention her privates sorely craved. Her body slowly betrayed her, giving way to lust as Reuben gently moved in, engaging in a kiss that acknowledged only he could give her what she desperately needed.

Closing her eyes, Rachel tenderly put her arms around his strong back. Thoughts of how Jacob took her their wedding night came back to her- the anxiety of becoming a deflowered virgin. Reuben responded by placing his arms under her shoulders, allowing him to pull her closer and control their actions. 

They kissed for some time, again exploring each others bodies as they floated in their embrace. Slowly they lost each other in a world of pleasure. The sounds from their smacking lips and muffled groans, along with the water lapping against them as they moved poolside, tickled in their ears. Sensations both felt the previous night quickly stirred in them. For Rachel it was the pleasure and excitement of successfully mating with her stepson. For Reuben it his pursuit of conquest. 

His plan of control gave way to his own wanton lust to fuck his stepmother. Reuben slowly caressed Rachel's firm tits as he pressed his hip on her thighs in the pool. Rachel tilted her head back as waves of pleasure rippled from her cunt through her body. He reached in, slowly pecking at her neck, inducing her to lightly caress his head.

"Mmm, honey, lets watch it. We wouldn't want to create a scene," she cautioned. "Maybe we should be working our way back to the ..."

Reuben was unresponsive to her words in the cooing, yielding voice which she spoke them. He continued to grind against her, his prick throbbing with anticipation in his shorts. His hands moved from her shapely breasts down her body to her cunt. While one hand teased it, patting it through her swimsuit, the other worked to his shorts, pulling them down to release his throbbing member from its confines. 

Rachel became oblivious to everything around them, trapped in the sensations her young man created as he continued to pleasure her upper body. Rachel's words reduced into moans as her stepson continued to work her body, creating an excitement in her she'd once thought taboo. She simply closed her eyes and allowed for the moment to overtake her. Never before had she considered making out in public like this an option, and now she wanted to fuck stepson in the backyard! 

Positioning his cock at the entrance of his stepmother's cunt, he slowly felt up against it, probing along her entrance. His actions caused even more wickedly delicious sensations within Rachel - unconcerned that he again sought to penetrate her. She became more audible with every heartbeat, until she realized the commotion they were causing.

"Baby? Mmm, mmm! Baby, not here. Baby? C'mon, let's ..."

Reuben only responded with muted grunting noises. He wasn't concerned if anyone saw them. Payback was on his mind. He would not be satisfied until she grew large with his child and his dream was complete. Thinking about it, he began pressing into her - stretching the fabric of her suit into her cunt. How the fabric conformed not only to the inner workings of her cunt but also to his prick created extra stimulation, causing him to drive harder with each thrust.

Rachel's eyes were open now, staring blankly ahead. Her conscience told her this act, if it were to be done at all, should be done in the sanctuary of the bedroom. Her instincts, however, controlled her to grind back and help her stepson get his eager member into her itching cunt. Progressively, she ground her hips into his probing member, slowly wrapping her legs around his powerful, intent torso.

Reuben now felt the elasticity of her suit begin to snap and tear, stimulating him further to rip through her permeable protection and stake his claim. Soon the two bucked wildly. Rachel worked her hips against his, moaning her way into pleasure as she felt her suit yielding to his persistent charges. Soon he would break through the barrier between them, filling her once more with his life. With every thrust, the thoughts of carrying a child in her became stronger and more exhilarating, changing her moans into light screams.

With a triumphant yell Reuben's speared through the elasticity, tearing through her suit and padding, coming to rest inside her wet, fleshy, convulsing cunt. Through the passages laid her eggs, and his cock wasted no time in sending out his sticky sperm into her hungry snatch. His mighty cock lurched in her, spewing out flood after flood of his seed deep into her belly, coming to rest in her womb.

Rachel felt his cock claim her cunt, triggering her orgasm, yielding herself to his powerful presence. She aggressively squeezed him with her arms and legs, now locked around his invading hips. Her mouth opened wide to scream in orgasmic joy, yet only soft whimpers escaped from her lips. They became more than a stepmother/stepson pair - he had asserted himself as her savior, the one who will save her in spite of her inhibitions. Now his seeds were in her fertile gardens, her flowers aching to bloom. 

* * * * *

That night, Dinah rested at home - relaxing and enjoying a rare night off from her friends. Rachel happily made a family dinner for the three of them. Dinner conversation drew from the typical subjects. Friends, plans, local news. Dinah was going to watch a movie she had gotten from a friend some time back. Reuben did not have much else to do and showed interest in the same. 

After dinner the siblings retired to the living room to start the movie while Rachel tended to the dishes. Upon finishing she made her way to the living room to see what they were watching. She noticed Dinah was on the chair closer to the television - with Reuben sprawled out on the couch. Rachel seized the opportunity to sit together with her stepson.

Reuben straightened up to make room on the couch for her. He fancied the thought of exerting more control over his stepmother, but decided to play it safe. After all, his sister was in the room. No need to risk being exposed. At the rate Rachel was opening herself to him, she would be his wanton fuck toy in no time.

As the movie played on, he was startled to feel Rachel's hand rest itself on his leg. His head turned to watch her fingers work their way slowly up his leg, all the while her gaze absently turned towards the television. He paused momentarily, allowing for logic to step aside for pleasure. He leaned in against her, throwing his arm around Rachel's neck, coming to rest across her chest and into the opening of her tank top. 

The tingling excitement of the moment enchanted her. Before the incident earlier that day she told herself she would mate with her stepson once per cycle. Now she found herself initiating Reuben's arousal, the two quietly enticing each other in Dinah's unaware presence. She knew they couldn't act beyond fondling each other, yet excused the sinful thrill as part of the process. Reuben's actions only encouraged her. She had to slowly adjust, but she soon found his stiffening member. She caressed its increasing length as he fiddled and pressed his fingers into the yielding flesh of her chest. His hands outlined her right breast, the fingers working along the outer fabric of her cotton bra to her hardening nipples. 

The two continued to tease each other as Dinah enjoyed the movie - unaware of what her stepmother and brother were engaging in. Rachel completely disregarded the rules of being proper and found herself becoming high off the rush of energy it provided. For Reuben, being able to have his stepmom in the presence of his sister—or anyone for that matter—intoxicated him. He wanted more, to take her there right at that moment - but if he couldn't exert any self control his power over her would be fleeting.

As their breathing became heavier, their eyes met, Rachel's lips quivering from the excitement brewing deep within her.

"Take me," she whispered through her lips.

Reuben smiled. Appetizing as it sounded, it would be nearly impossible for them copulate tonight so long as Dinah was around. So much the better. The longer Rachel had to wait for him to pierce her womanhood, the more she would be consumed by her own animal lust. All he had to do was hold out and wait.

"In due time, my dear," he whispered back. "Good things come to those who wait..."

His intentions to caress her face and lips were cut short. Out of the corner of his eyes he caught the television screen - the movie was ending! Smoothly, he un-cupped her chest and withdrew his arm from around her. The motion caught Rachel by surprise, momentarily holding her breath. Her hand withdrew from around his now stiff prick when she too caught the end of the film. Both quickly regained their composure before Dinah rose from her seat.

"I love that movie!" Dinah gasped as she made her way out of the room.

Rachel got up to leave with her. It was getting late - Jacob should be arriving home soon. She wanted to set up the bedroom for another session with her husband tonight. With a suppressed smile, she asked her stepson, "What did you think of it?"

"I already told her what I think of it," he responded with a grin.

Dinah stopped in the doorway, momentarily staring out into it, before turning to her brother, curiously in a curled up position. "I don't care what you think. She's the best actress EVER!"

Reuben only shook his head at his sister's comment. "Hey, toss me the remote."

Dinah's eyes darted across the room. "It's right over there. Go get it."

"Pppth, fine." His penis was still incredibly erect. "I'll just watch the credits." 

"You're weird," she said, shaking her head as she left the room.

* * * * *

Jacob returned to his office late that evening. Throwing his briefcase of documents on the table, he brought the computer out of its sleep and logged into his company's flight request sheets. On his way in he called Dan's boss at home - their clients were sold on the evening presentation. In fact, they eagerly anticipated the new design at their plants in their home state; they wanted Dan's team to fly over that evening and run over it with their engineers tomorrow.

As Jacob was still covering for his buddy, he accepted the task with a sigh of exhaustion.

The week so far had proved stressful. Jacob's own tasks were up to speed; arriving early and putting in extra hours later at night was paying off - a week's worth of workload had nearly been tackled. He had only aimed to keep Dan's management on par - to help give the presentation today and keep the clientele at bay. After they digested the concepts and blueprints, they could inquire more once Dan's honeymoon week was over.

The unexpected breakthrough yesterday, as well as the severe interest on the part of their clients, resulted in a total shuffle of plans. Jacob practically gave his speech on the fly. A few simple outlines on the new concept and his company's committal to the project were his only hard facts to work with. Had not the lead engineer agreed to accompany him for the presentation, Jacob would have been a fish out of water - and an embarrassment to himself and the company. 

Now he was filling in fields on a computer form to fly over a thousand miles to discuss hands-on how their product could be implemented. "Dan really owes me one," Jacob repeatedly thought to himself.

After confirming flights for his staff over the phone with the travel agent, Jacob flipped his cell phone up and reclined back on his chair. He held that position for a while, allowing the past couple of hours to catch up to him. His efforts would surely pay off - he could feel a promotion coming on. Dan would be jealous of him for allowing this opportunity to pass him by - if he wasn't spending his week with the woman of his dreams.

Jacob's mind wandered off to younger years of wide-eyed optimism. Meeting his first wife, Leah, at a college mixer for the first time. The nights they'd sneak away from family and friends to be more intimate. How when they were married they felt nothing could stand between them, how happy she made him during his struggles to land a steady job as their family grew. The dedication she demonstrated as he put in long hours to secure a position at work. Countless days mourned over her sudden loss.

For a moment he froze in thought. The painful loss of Leah. The strenuous effort to make Reuben and Dinah accept Rachel, who helped to lift his spirits during those dark times. And how, now that things were where he wanted them to be, he was once again toiling away at the office.

A somber mood threatened to take him, but the forecast drove those thoughts away. After the team finished up with this client, he'd be able to return home. Dan would have returned by then, and he'd be able to return to his own work. As word spread, talk of promotion would surely come his way. Certainly then his efforts would have more than paid off.

Smiling with giddiness over the recent accomplishments, he flipped open his cell phone and dialed home.

"Oh dear!" panted his wife on the other end. "Are you still at work? How'd the presentation go?"

'Great honey! They tested the idea last night - it worked flawlessly! We presented it to the board and clients tonight - we think it's the real deal. They're flying us out there to work it over with their engineers."

"Oh," Rachel gasped, her voice drifting. "But Jacob, dear. We have a very important Bible study tomorrow. And what about trying, you know, for another child? I've been waiting all..."

Rachel heard Jacob sigh on the other end. "I know, pumpkin. I know. And it's killing me too. I don't think you know how much it's killing me that I'm not there with you right now," he told her, his voice softening to soothe her worries. "But you know I promised Dan. I promised him in front of Susie and everybody. I can't leave him hanging now."

"I know." She agreed, reluctantly. "I know. How long will you be gone?"




Christian Loving Ch. 03



"I think until Sunday. I know it's a long thing. But it's practically in the bag too. I'll be on hand to handle mostly corporate issues - Dan's whole team will be there to cover the technical aspects. This should all tie together nicely. And when it does, I just know it will allow for us to spend more time together."

On the other end, Rachel began smiling again. Unbeknownst to him, Rachel had been musing on just how much time she and Reuben might be spending together in light of this new development. "Big things in store, huh?"

"Definitely. Hey, how are things over there? You think you can hold down the fort for a few days?"

Rachel's situation looked even sunnier.

"Things are okay, dear," Rachel lively responded. It was as if all the pieces she wanted to fall into place were doing just that. "Your kids are behaving okay - I don't think we'll have a problem for a while."

"Good! Good. Honey, sorry, but it is getting late, and I need to get things organized here. So, it looks like I'll return sometime Sunday or Monday dear," Jacob said through his cell-phone. "Sorry I won't be around for the weekend."

"Well, good luck on the project!"

Jacob paused momentarily. "I love you."

"I love you too," Rachel softly said, twirling the phone cord on her finger.

After exchanging farewells and goodbyes, Jacob hung up. Rachel tended to odd jobs around the house, sorting out how she would work the opportunity the Lord had now provided for her. As thoughts of Reuben entering her worked up to the feverish levels she felt during the movie, Rachel's confidence in becoming pregnant grew. Lustful images of her stepson sliding his member in and out of her wetness, the sounds of her vaginal warmth pulling him, the thoughts of his life-giving semen filling her belly. Finally the dampness in her panties drew her to her room.

Reuben was reading at his desk when he heard his stepmom call for him. He entertained that she might be scheming something after she fondled him earlier that evening. But she wouldn't actually try something while Dinah was around. It wasn't her nature.


When he opened the door to her room, his heartbeat rose. The lights were dimmed, incense candles were burning. Rachel lay in her bed, wearing a white silken lingerie, her knees pressed up into the air. Slowly spreading her legs open across the width of the bed, she beckoned to Reuben, "I'm ready."

Leaving the door slightly ajar behind him, Reuben held his ground. If Dinah were not around, he would almost certainly fuck the bitch again. He wanted nothing more than to violate and soil her - her body, her mind, and her soul. No matter how awful or 'sinful' it was. 

Dinah was around though, and if she caught these two in the act, his life would be over. He'd never hear the end of it from his father, much less from anyone who would find out about them. His sister would be traumatized. Finally, after a tumultuous childhood, an element of family has been injected into her life at a critical growing period for her - only to find her brother and stepmother doing the nasty. What would he say? How could he explain his own agenda? He could never bring such disaster to his little sister - the two had been through too much together.

Reuben held out his sexual and ambitious agendas for Dinah's sake. Staring briefly at the floor, he muttered out, "Sorry. Not tonight."

"But darling," Rachel cooed, gently caressing the sides of her chest with her hands, "I've been waiting for tonight. I need you in me. I need your baby in me ..."

"No. I can't," he replied. In an attempt to stall her, he told her, "Tomorrow night."

"Tomorrow?" Reuben simply nodded at her pouted question. "But what will I do until then?"

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll think of something." With a smile, he backed through the doorway, making sure to close it completely.

Lost in the moment, Rachel almost let loose a sensual, yearning moan to lure her stepson back when she heard the voice of her stepdaughter in the hallway. "What was that?"

"Nothing ... she just wanted some Tylenol. She's just sleepy, I guess."

"Oh, 'cause I was gonna ..."

"Hey," Reuben interrupted. "Where'd you get the cookie?"

"Ohh!" Dinah squealed, audibly excited. "They're over here. C'mon!"

Rachel remained in her bed as the two children headed off to the kitchen. Perhaps, tonight would not be the best night for action. It would be late soon, and if she were to wake up early, she could get a head start on planning a day full of wonderful baby-making experiences with her willing stepson. The thought comforted Rachel in her aroused state as she put out the candles. The idea of fingering herself briefly danced about her head, but she decided against it knowing she would exercise her desires soon enough. Slowly her heat subsided and she drifted off, awaiting the pleasures tomorrow would bring. 



Christian Loving Ch. 04



That morning, Rachel spent some time in bed with her Bible, seeking encouragement. She always felt women were given a bad rap in the Bible, but even God shone fortune on those who followed His word. Mary was the most famous - being blessed to be chosen to carry the Lord’s own child within her, ushering in a new era of religious thinking. Even Ruth from the Old Testament was blessed with a long and strong lineage after a lifetime of devotion in the midst of life-long struggles. In her heart, she entrusted the Lord to help her in that respect also, through her stepson.

After an hour of early morning Bible review she made her way to the bathroom to shower. She stood there naked ready to enter the bathroom, hoping to already see any sign of pregnancy. The Lord would provide as he always had, she reminded herself. Now is not the time. God would provide so long as she persevered in her efforts.

The shower invigorated her, the rush of water and fragrant soaps energizing her body and mind. Recovered the anticipating energy she possessed the night before, Rachel made her way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Her step-children would be up soon and she wanted to make sure Reuben and Dinah were ready for the day. Especially Reuben.

As they sat at the table and ate, the three talked about what they had planned for the day. Dinah was going to meet with her friends at the mall for the usual repertoire of teenage activities: hang out with some other friends they knew were working that morning, eat at the food court and at the thousands of outfits at the numerous stores appealing to them. Afterwards, she would probably head over to Sarah’s house and hang out for a while - promising to call if she’d be out after eight.

The news secretly pleased Rachel. It meant more time around the house alone with her stepson, and more opportunities for her goal. Rachel went on to say that she’d spend the majority of the day around the house - going about cleaning activities in the den and living rooms, make an appointment to have the swimming pool cleaned, as well as some grocery shopping if she could. She also announced that their weeknight Bible Study would be canceled since their father was out of town. When he returned they would resume their topic.

“That’s cool,” replied Reuben, who in the midst of fantasizing heavily about his stepmother, forgot to read the god-awful passages in the Bible for this week.

“So what are you going to do today Reub?” his sister asked.

Rachel formulated his answer in her head. “I’ll just hang around the house, work on a few projects I’ve been meaning to get to for a while. Maybe help Rachel with some of her cleaning activities...” she thought with a smile.

“Me and Joe are going to hit the hoops in about an hour,” Reuben replied, unknowingly to the surprise of Rachel. “We weren’t able to go to the game yesterday, but he was able to get some people together for a few games today. Good thing too, ’cause he’s got to work three days straight after this. ” he said as he dug his fork back into his plate. “

“Oh! So, you’re not going to be around the house today either then?” Rachel asked, taken aback by his answer.

Reuben knew where she was going with this, and although he very much wanted to fuck his stepmom, he wasn’t going to push his friends aside - he hadn’t seen any since the weekend. “I dunno”, he replied in mid-chew. “I think I’ll be home tonight. Like I said, Joe’ll be working tonight.”

Rachel excused herself from the table. “Don’t talk with your mouth full.”

Once the children were out of the house, Rachel looked over the Bible for words of comfort. She had wanted to please her family, always feeling on the outside looking in with the children. She strongly felt it was her duty to become pregnant through her husband. It would be her contribution to the family. The child would be the gel that kept them together and happy. Then she truly would be a mother and an integral part of the Laban household.

Time and again they had tried only to meet with failure. She had begun to wonder if the Lord left her barren intentionally when she came across the Levirate Marriage passage in the Old Testament. She took it as a sign from above that there was still a way for her to be blessed with a child while growing closer with her family. If she and Reuben were to conceive, she then reasoned Reuben would bond closer to her, and things would be better.

Having laid with her stepson twice now, she still felt the cold shoulder. Although he approached their intercourse with youthful enthusiasm, she still felt distant from him. Little was said after they first copulated. After he left her in the pool, he did not say much else to her. She had to initiate their intimacy, which he proceeded to blow off that night. Even this morning proved difficult for her to sit through. Knowing they would have plenty of free time together, he decided to sideline a decent attempt at intercourse to be with his friends. “He has all summer to be with his friends!” she thought. “Our time together is limited. Does he really not care for me?”

Passage after passage she looked at in the Bible mocked her, decrying incest of any form as unclean and punishable by casting out the guilty parties. She disregarded them, placing her hopes in the Levirate Marriage law. Paging through the New Testament, she came across 1 Corinthians 7: 3-4 ...

The husband should fulfill his duty toward his wife, and likewise the wife toward her husband. A wife does not have authority over her own body, but rather her husband, and similarly a husband does not have authority over his own body, but rather his wife.

“So I am not my own,” she contemplated. “I am my husbands. And he I mine.” Thoughts of how she could accommodate this to her objectives began surfacing in her mind.

“I must admit,” she began to say aloud, “he is servicing me in every way that I asked him. His willingness to mate with me is encouraging. His body is strong and agile - I am enjoying that. He’s using his body and talents to warm me up to having sex with him. Perhaps he is cold outside of our private time together because I am not reciprocating the same.”

“Reuben does have a stronger sex drive than I do. He is probably easily turned on by the sight of the flesh.” She turned her attention to the bedroom mirror. Standing up, she posed to thrust her breasts forward and look over her form. She tried imagining wearing some skimpy clothing. Rubbing her hand along her sides, she pictured herself wearing a see-through nightgown, her nipples pointing out through the fabric. Or perhaps a revealing nightgown hiding her privates for her lover to uncover. Some silk thong panties to show off her butt. Maybe romantic perfume to draw him in?

She imagined the various outfits she could wear, given what she already had and would need to buy. Smiling, she realized she could pull this off. Perhaps the Lord would shine favor on her still. If Reuben reacted favorably then she could continue to splurge on keeping him sexually satisfied. She would find out what he likes, and build on that.

She quickly went downstairs to begin a wash cycle before heading to a lingerie store, determined to find the perfect outfit for the future father of her child.

* * * * *

Reuben and Joe returned from the park a little later that afternoon. They had swung by the mall after showering off to pick up a copy of the latest release of Grand Theft Auto, and wanted to see what it had to offer on Reuben’s PlayStation.

Reuben yelled out that they were home as they took their shoes off. “Hello Joe!” the two faintly heard from downstairs. “I’m in the laundry room.”

“We’ll be in the living room,” Reuben called as they headed off.

They were about a half hour into the game, and Reuben already had the cops and FBI on their tails. They weren’t concerned about the missions in the game, they were just on a rampage to cause as much damage in the game world as they could.

“Oh, such senseless violence,” they heard Reuben’s stepmother say from the back of the room.

Joe turned around to say “Hi” to Rachel. What he saw caught him off guard. Reuben’s stepmother stood against the entryway wearing a flimsy sky-blue nightgown, and little else. Her face was lightly made up, maybe a little more than he had seen it in the past. Her chest thrust out, her nipples clearly erect beneath the fabric. The suggestive smile on her face hinted something out of the ordinary. Joe forced himself to blink to prevent any lustful thoughts about his friend’s mother, despite her appearance. “Uhh, hey, hi! Ms, uh, Laban.”

Rachel giggled, knowing her presence still could distract a young man’s attention. “Don’t mind me, Joseph. I’m just doing the laundry right now.”

Joe simply turned back to the game, the image of his friend’s curvaceous mother still etched into his mind. Reuben played on - oblivious to their little exchange. His efforts concerned outrunning the law in his new Ferrari.

Rachel sat down on the couch behind them. She thought briefly of how just last evening she and Reuben teased each other on that very spot. Again she was in the mood, but her target was up front playing some game. After a while of watching and hearing their various remarks of “Cool!” and “No way!”, she asked them what was so fun about the game.

Joe paused for a moment, nervous that his friend’s stepmother remained in the room, hoping perhaps Reuben would answer. Finally he turned around. “It’s just fun. You get to go around and wreak havoc. It takes place in this huge city, and you can drive around listening to all sorts of radio stations, and you’re free to do whatever you want. You can hold up a convenience store, rob banks, take political figures hostage, or get some women off the street and, uh, run a business.”

The whole while Joe tried to keep his eyes on Ms. Leban’s eyes, but he couldn’t resist. His blood was flowing from earlier that day, and with her sitting in such revealing clothes, his eyes found wandered to her heaving breasts and fully exposed thighs. She made no attempt to conceal herself, something he had never known her to do when he and his Reuben went swimming in their backyard together. She seemed out of character, and the more he thought about it the more he took in her beauty, arousing and distracting him more and more.

He made a conscious effort to hold back his stiffening member while he gazed on her, but when she shifted her legs, granting him a view he thought he’d never see, Joe could hold back no longer. He shifted his position on the floor to conceal the growth of his dick.

“So, how was your game today?” she asked.

“Oh, not bad. We just ran around, try to sink the ball in the hole. Just a pick-up game, you know.”

“It was hot today, though. You guys must have all played shirtless.” Joe meekly nodded his head, still transfixed by her. Rachel shifted, an image of athletic, shirtless young boys crowded around. Cracking a grin she asked, “It must have been a very ... physical ... game.”

“Uhh yeah,” Joe replied, trying unsuccessfully not to stare. “There was a lot of pushing. A lot of contact.”

Rachel sighed. She leaned forward slightly, unconsciously, turning back to the television. “You don’t think the game is too violent? Don’t you think this could stimulate other evil things in people?”

“Ummm, well, I think it’s a matter of responsibility. I mean, uhh, people should be able to tell this from reality.”

“Mmmm, maybe,” Rachel sighed again, stretching - subconsciously revealing more to her stepson’s mesmerized friend. 

“But sometimes, the lines between fiction and reality blur. And then, all sorts of wild, crazy things can happen,” she said with a wink.

Joe’s head popped. His flirting has been limited in his young life, but he was sure something was going on here. A brief moment passed as the two stared at each other. As the game continued to play, a buzzer sounded off in the background. 

“Well, that must be the laundry,” Rachel said. She rose quickly, standing in place momentarily, her breasts jiggling against her frame as well as in Joe’s vision. “Excuse me.”

Joe turned his attention back to the television, images of her body still bouncing around his heated mind. The luster of the game was gone. He couldn’t get the vision of his friend’s stepmother out of his head.

“Dude, I think I can get this jump to work,” Reuben said, breaking the silence. “check this out.” In the game, he took his Ferrari over to a hill, nicking a boulder and spiraling twice in slow-motion action replay before landing in a park across the street. He laughed in triumph over his accomplishment. He turned to his friend, who remained blank-faced at the screen.

“Wha?”

Reuben kept smiling. “What, you didn’t think that was cool?”

“Dude. I’m sorry. Your step mom is hot!”

His face turned sour. He knew they were talking, but was not aware of what. None of his personal friends had ever said that before. “Ohhh Kaaaaaayyy….”

Joe shook his head. “I’m sorry about that. I don’t know why I said that. Uhh, hey! I gotta head off to work soon anyway. Ummm, you want to play another game this weekend?”

Reuben paused the game to get up and help his friend to the door. “Sure, just give me a call if you can get enough people together. I don’t really have anything planned.”

“Alright,” Joe said, having laced both his shoes up. “Well, good game old chap. I’ll give you a call later.”

Reuben stood puzzled at the door while Joe pulled out of the driveway. Who was he to think Rachel was hot? They had been friends since before high-school. Why only now was he making such lewd comments about his friend's step-mom?

He heard the soft approach of footsteps from behind him. He knew it was Rachel, but the opportunity to visually undress his mother with company out of the way couldn’t distract him from his friend’s comments.

“Oh, did your friend leave?”

“Yeah,” he said in a distant voice. “He had to go to work.”

“A pity, and I was just going to prepare a little treat for you two,” she cooed as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body and her chest against his back. The moral issue of whether she was abusing the Lord’s blessing was irrelevant to her. She had a prize to lay claim to, and she was growing impatient. “So it’s just the two of us now, hmmm?”

Reuben could only stand there rationalizing what had happened over the past few minutes. Something about his friend’s comment stood uneasy with him, as if it affected him personally. Rachel gently caressed his body as he thought about the matter, purring near him the whole time. Through his tee shirt he could feel the cleavage of her breasts and the outline of her top. Sexual thoughts stirred within him, conflicting with his feelings about his friend’s words. He could feel her breathing ever so lightly against his neck as she laid her head on his shoulder. 

Finally, the conflict brewing within him opened his mouth. “Mom, what did you say to Joe?”

She paused for a moment, trying to think what drew such a confrontational question from her stepson. She simply wanted to ready her son for an afternoon of passion so that he could have a number of chances at impregnating her. Maybe she was coming on too strong to him, though. Perhaps he wasn’t ready yet.

“Nothing out of the ordinary, really. Why?”

A sigh escaped from Reuben’s lips. “Well, he seemed kinda on edge when he left.” He turned to face his mother and all thought left his head. Her hair was lively and flowing from her head, accenting her face and smile. Her lips parted slightly, her warm breath tickling his body. Around her neck she wore a thin gold necklace with a golden cross, its length touching down to the parting of her cupped breasts. She no longer donned a bathrobe. Only a white see-through negligee conformed to the curves and accents of her body. Strands of the fabric dangled from the bottom of her outfit, each strand adding a silken glow down along her exposed legs. Through them his eyes fixed themselves on the tiny, white silk panties that stood between his lust and its prize.

“Oh,” Rachel coyly said as her stepson took in her form, encouraging the lust that was overcoming him. “I sure hope I didn’t give him any wrong ideas.”

Reuben’s breathing became heavier with intent. No longer was he concerned with his friend lusting for his stepmom. She was all his now, and he became driven to slide himself between her legs. If his stepmother wanted to play a game, then he'd play along.

Grabbing her shoulders with a devilish look in his eye, he softly asked her, “You are such a little tease, aren’t you?”

Rachel gasped with giddiness. ‘My, he certainly is ready,’ she thought. The outfit was working after all. She made no effort to restrain her smile. That her boy was ready to work was all she needed to know. Fluttering her eyelashes, she replied, “Anything to help my little boy.”

Reuben exercised his will to buy a moment and consider how he wanted this to play out. He already had her in a sexy negligee, desiring his cock deep within her. Still it was not enough for him. He wanted her reduced to a state of begging for his meat. He would be able to have her at any time he wanted. To obey his orders when he demanded them, effectively becoming a slave in heat. To turn this proper and prim housewife who entered his family’s life into his own personal fuck toy.

Sweeping her off her feet, he carried her out from the foyer to the living room where he gently laid her back down.

“Shouldn’t we be going back to the bedroom, dear?”

“No mother,” Reuben responded in an unusually deep voice. “I need to taste you now.”

“But, what if the neighbors see us? The window blinds are open.”

“I’m not worried,” he said, moving his hand across her belly to her panties. “We’re on the floor. They’d have to be up against the window and in the bushes to do that.” 

His hand slipped under her panties, finding her dampening womanhood through her thick bush. He rubbed the tip of her clitoris as the other fingers probed her entrance.

She wanted to protest and continue in the bedroom. Instead the sudden sensations jolting through her body only found a prolonged coo emptying out from deep within. Her stepson’s hands slowly teased her clit and worked their way inside her—first his index finger, soon joined by the middle. His fingers only worked up to their second joint in her, but it was no matter. With her head back on the ground, she let her stepson do the work, letting the waves permeate her body.

A conflict in her of what was righteous and what was sinful grew. She cooed with her heavier breathing. The growing pleasure welling up in her left her powerless on the ground. A part of her felt this foreplay was unnecessary, she merely needed his seed in her. Yet something in her told her this was so right. With every exhale the battle proved more futile. Each breath drew her further into pleasure.

Her heavier breathing and louder cooing were not lost on Reuben. His eyes moved from her crotch to her chest, where her cleavage rippled with every breath, restrained by the cup provided by her negligee. As his one hand continued to work her, the other made its way to her breasts. Through the fabric he rubbed at her nipples, the sensation surprising his stepmother such that she let out a loud gasp. Her cooing changed into repressed moans. The response made Reuben smile with brimming success. He continued to feel and tweak at her tits as her nipples hardened in response. 

As he continued to pleasure her he noticed her hands slowly working her sides, caressing her hips. In his limited time with her she had rarely caressed herself. During their climaxes she rubbed her sides or his body, but never during foreplay. She was giving in to desire - into passion. Soon she would be writhing about in orgasmic bliss—and he was barely sporting a stiffy.




Christian Loving Ch. 04



Reaching underneath the fabric to her right breast, Reuben was able to dislodge her breast from the cup and allow for her mammary to spring free. Wasting no time he moved his mouth over it, suckling at her tit. Rachel's moaning intensified as his mouth continued to suck at his oral prize. In his mind he wanted to taste and feed from her milk, but reality found him unable to do so. After his advances, he resorted to tongue twirls about the bud of her nipple. In doing so, he worked his hand to her other breast to give it the same attention.

Moving to her other tit, Reuben was surprised to find Rachel placing her hand on the back of his head as he suckled her tit. Looking about for her other hand, he saw it clutching the short-haired carpet in futility. A part of him smiled inside knowing he pleasured her so much. The other sinisterly smiled knowing she was succumbing to his will. With a loud slurp he pulled his head back slightly, releasing a satisfied “Mmmm,” before returning to gorge himself on her breast. His idle hand entertained itself with her other, rolling breast.

As her moaning intensified, Reuben quickened the jabbing of his fingers into her now wet slit. Soon enough her hips bucked into his fingers with every jab, the movement heightening the sensation of his thumb on her clit. Reuben played along, timing his thrusts with her hips, the depth of his fingers gradually closing in to their full length.

Finally, Rachel yelled out to her young lover. “That’s it! That’s it, baby! I’m there! I’m ready. Come in me. Put it in me. I need to feel you in me. Come with me!”

Reuben slowed his fingering as she continued to buck into them, sustaining her sensation. His mouth was on her breast still, enjoying how it yielded to his mouth. Reluctantly he pulled his head away. “But mom, I’m not even stiff yet.”

Rachel’s eyes flung wide open. Lifting her head off the ground she stared at her son. “What?!”

The stepson withdrew his hands from their positions as he knelt beside her head. Undoing his shorts, he pulled them down - pulling out his chubby, but nowhere near erect, member.

“See? I told you so. But you can help. Suck it,” he said, lifting it up to the tip of her lips. He was pretty sure she had never given head. Maybe his dad was lucky enough to get one. Given how uptight she was about sex, even in marriage, it was unlikely. Now she was begging for his dick, and the power was defiantly on his side.

“Honey,” she panted, “No. That’s gross. Oral sex isn’t part of God’s plan. I can rub it a little if you want...”

“Awww, c’mon!” he said, lying down. “Just give it a little kiss.”

Rachel hesitated for a moment. She didn’t want to kiss it. She always found penises to be disgusting. Nevertheless she needed it in her badly. What harm could one little kiss do? She presented herself to give it a small kiss, and Reuben seized the opportunity by thrusting his hips upward - forcing his cock into her mouth. 

The stepmother objected with a muffled voice, but Reuben kept his hips lifted up into her mouth. “Awww, just give it a try mom. Tell you what: You swing that fine ass of yours over here, and I’ll reciprocate, okay?”

Rachel couldn’t believe her ears. Not only was he bossing her around, he was being filthy about it too. Still, the sensation of having his part-flaccid cock in her mouth wasn’t as horrible as she had imagined. She still craved his sex in her, and if this was going to be a part of it, then so be it.

She let his cock plop out of her mouth, smiled and said, “Ok, son.” Moving her end around, Rachel placed her legs on either side of his head. She put the tip of his cock back in her mouth and began giving it a lick here and there with her tongue. 

Reuben grasped her hips in anticipation of a messy sixty-nine, but almost found himself laughing at how his stepmom was treating his cock. “You know mom, you’ll need to be a little more aggressive with my cock to get it nice and stiff. You can hold it if you want - concentrate on the tip.” 

His advice dispersed, Reuben reached up around her cheeks to get a hold of her panties. The stringy slips of fabric hanging from her waist danced on his own waist as he slowly pulled her panties down. Her musk was strong - her vaginal juices glistened on her bushy mound. He wasn’t too fond of the smell, but at the same time his lust tasted victory in her crotch. Giving instructions to lower her hips a bit, Rachel’s mound approached his lips once more, and he again tasted her womanhood.

The sensations began to surge in Rachel once more. As her stepson serviced her vagina, she found pleasure in being able to make his cock erect further with every pass of her tongue over the tip. Little whimpers of pleasure emanated deep within her as Reuben’s aggressive tongue went to work on her pussy. In a moment’s notice Rachel adjusted to the new experience of fellatio. Her tongue lost itself in exploring the texture and feel of her stepson’s penis. Her nostrils flared, creating audible slurping sounds from her lips around his stiffening cock as she fought to keep her breath.

Her stepson was not as consumed with his own building sensations. He, too, felt a spring a pleasure arising from his prick as Rachel’s tongue circled and danced about its tip. Be it that he had come several days in a row or his workout on the court earlier today, he felt his stamina increased. Before he would come from melding his body with his hers. Now she worked his organ to manifest his lust. Reuben’s face pressed into her pussy, his own tongue parting her folds to taste the warmth of her urges within. His breathing was more controlled - what exhaling he did he used to elicit a response from his demure stepmother. He would breath lightly over her lips to hear Rachel’s moans. When he wanted to see her squirm, he would force a stream over her clit.

Rachel’s muffled moans became louder, the vibrations they caused in her mouth driving Reuben wild. His prick continued to erect itself in her tip-sucking mouth, her hand feeling each pulse of blood fill his member. Reuben fought off his desires and concentrated on her sex - probing his tongue deep within her to bring her to climax. His stepmother responded with louder, guttural moans. Soon he noticed her tongue-work became less concentrated; she was having enough difficulty keeping her breathing in check. Her ass cheeks began to quiver and her vaginal entrance lightly quivered with anticipation. Finally, Rachel pulled her head off his penis.

“Son, you’re stiff! MmmmMmm! Put it in me! Put it ... in me nowww!”

Reuben simply kept his hands on her hips, his mouth enjoying the nectar steadily flowing from her body. Gently forcing his mouth against her mound, he sounded, “Mmm mmm!”

Rachel screamed. “But son! I’m going to ... I’m gonna ... AHHH!”

The vibrations of his lips against her clit and vagina proved too much - her cunt convulsed as a powerful wave signaled her orgasm. Her hips forced themselves down onto his face, smothering him in her rapidly flowing juices. Reuben was surprised to see her cum this much. His tongue furiously worked against the spasms of her vaginal walls. The surge of juices proved difficult to lap up completely. Her juices found their way onto his face - meshed with her bush. The powerful scent of her sex permeated his nostrils. He was ecstatic - he now had his stepmother screaming for his talents. 

He continued to work her quivering sex. His tongue darted around, from the parted insides of her vagina to occasional flicks at her clit - always tasting his stepmother’s juices. Focusing to keep her in heat over his own rising sexual urges, he was somewhat successful in keeping a chubby, but not fully erect, penis. It was difficult, but his desires had not overpowered him. He felt in charge. With every orgasm, his stepmother was succumbing to their sexual union. He was on track to make her all his.

Reuben’s own pride confirmed this soon after Rachel came down from her heightened bliss. She whimpered once her waves subsided. His mouth continued lapping away at Rachel’s entrance, tiring only a little. Without encouragement, she grabbed a hold of his controlled monster. Grasping his penis with her palm and fingers, Reuben’s stepmother massaged her thumb over the tip of his prick. The sensation made him fall out of rhythm in her pussy. No sooner did she gasp a whisper of breath over his cock that once more her mouth enveloped his member. Her wet lips closed in at the base of his tip and slowly slithered along the length of his shaft. The stepson couldn’t hold back. With a moan against her warmth, a surge of pent-up energy radiated from his crotch. As if the floodgates had opened, his prick began to leap to life inside her mouth. Reuben thought of fighting it, but knowing his mother wanted to devour his cock was simply too good not to enjoy.

Rachel stopped moving her mouth down to the base of his cock as she felt his manhood spring to life. Every pump of blood into his organ caused it to grow tremendously. For a moment Rachel thought she might gag as it continued to grow, but it stopped with her mouth halfway along his shaft. With subdued moans she slowly bobbed her head along its length. Her sexual urges were rising once again, a reviving sense of ecstasy radiating from her womanhood. Her giddiness rose when she thought of how her lover was keeping her wet. Yes! Her stepson, her lover! It had to be a sin to enjoy sex this much with a man that wasn't your husband - but rather your husband’s son! If this is the course of original sin through which she must bring a child into this world, so be it!

Gently, she slithered her tongue down and around her stepson’s length. The pulsations of his lust-crazed cock were a new experience for her. In the time Rachel had been married, she had never felt anything like it. Wave after wave of intense pleasure coursed through her body. She increasingly felt herself quivering and shaking as the sensations strengthened. Her husband never satisfied her like her son was doing now.  Briefly she considered his condition, his older age, her reluctance, and that her stepson was naturally more energetic and nubile. Those thoughts vaporized as her tongue passed over the tip of his cock, tasting his pre-cum seep from his tip. 

She wanted him to come. She wanted to watch him come. She wanted to see his body give itself to her, to feel his desire manifested in one powerful, explosive orgasm they could share. As much as she wanted this moment to last, she needed to feel his jerking prick inside her famished belly. Knowing he was eagerly pumping his loads of sperm into her to create life thrilled Rachel. Her mind raced imagining the event unfolding. Her anticipation worked her tongue along Reuben’s now fully erect member. 

Desires of coming became too hard to resist. As his stepmother hungrily worked his shaft, his balls ached more and more to shoot their load. His jaw began to tire. Her pussy was juicy and ready. Both he and his now sex-crazed lover were approaching climax. He could come in her mouth, he thought. She might be insulted by the gesture though - after all she wants it in her pussy. Very well, ask and ye shall receive.

Pulling his head away from her snatch, he laid on the ground panting as Rachel acted oblivious to his actions. “Oh mom. Oh mother, you’re going to make me come! Ahhh...”

Her mouth slowed its actions over his cock. Pulling up her head, she lifted and pulled her ass over his chest, sitting upright and away from him. She turned her head around, her hair flinging with it in a curled and frenzied mess. Her face possessed a lustful fervor. Their eyes locked. For a moment they stared at each other, their bodies gasping heavily as they looked deep into each other. Reuben saw in her a newfound lust and sexual appetite becoming of her own. He could swear he saw a need to use him to fulfill herself - an essence about her he had never seen.

“Let’s finish this up in my bedroom,” his stepmother’s voice rasped.

Lifting her body off his, her body glistened in sweat through the sunlight pouring in from the windows. Her dirty blond hair bounced in tandem with her curves. It was almost symbolic for him - before him stood the sex crazed woman he set out to create, and now she was finally readied to be claimed as his own. She turned, smiling as she reached down to help him off the ground. It wasn’t necessary - despite the workout they shared, he had more than enough adrenaline and energy to rise to his feet. Still, he found he needed to hold her hand to make it up - as if he had been immobilized on the ground.

Hand in hand, they began their way to the master bedroom. With his eyes focused on his stepmother’s form, Reuben’s feeble remaining restraints snapped. Before they could even make it to the hallway, lust overcame his mind. Thrusting his hand to the wall, he blocked her path. Rachel turned her head - smiling at her stepson, waiting for him to say something. Her eyes flung open when she saw his possessed face. With a single swoop, his other arm cradled her ass while his body fell into hers. Summoning the energy to carry her against his chest, he forcefully threw their bodies against the hallway wall. Rachel could only cry his name with unintelligible grunts and moans as he lifted her waist to position his cock beneath its prize. 

With a determined thrust and piercing roar, Reuben speared himself into his stepmother. Her pussy provided ample pressure but little resistance as his cock sheathed itself inside, pressing up against her cervix. A mad intent drove him as he continued to plunge his cock in her. Without hesitation Rachel wrapped her legs around his waist - her hands clawing into his back. Soon they found themselves bouncing in unison. The sight of her rolling tits in their heated passion drew his mouth to her left breast, his mouth nearly biting into it. His tongue once again found her nipple, causing Rachel to close her eyes as the sensation at her tit intensified. They both screamed as fierce waves of orgasmic pleasure built up between them.

Rachel grasped the back of her stepson’s head as he repeatedly plunged himself into her. “Reuben! Oh son! That’s it! Fuck me! Fuck your mother. Do it! Pump yourself into me! Make in me a baby. Make a baby for your mother!” Her words encouraged them both. The thoughts of him marking her with his own seed blinded Reuben to the fact of what they were doing, as Rachel’s warmth distracted her from realizing they were doing it in full view of anyone who would look in on their house. She did not care - her approaching orgasm was tingling in her legs and hands, shaking her uncontrollably. It was spreading through her body, ready to overtake her.

Reuben began fumbling with the task of holding her up against the wall. His arms began going numb with heat as his own orgasm built up within. His come was loaded and ready, waiting for him to give in and empty himself into her. He wanted it to last - knowing he finally gained control over his stepmother - her body now his. 

Rachel continued to greedily cry for his sperm, thirsting for his warmth. As his legs began to lose their strength, he realized he must give in - she had already come once and would come again. As lightheadedness overtook Reuben he pulled from his her tit. His panting, animalistic grunts and her loud cries from her full-body wracking orgasm filled the house. With a final lunge he forced his stepmother up against the wall, impaling himself deep within her.

“Ohhh! That’s it!  Ahhh! Pour it into me you motherfucker!”

Her stepson’s incestuous load erupted deep into Rachel’s cunt, her vagina acting like a vise to draw every last drop of his throbbing prick’s milk deep within her. Waves of energy pulsed through her - feeling Reuben’s twitching cock emptying its precious, life-giving sperm into her pussy. She imagined the sperm swimming their way through her belly, seeking out her waiting egg. Thoughts of his sperm coming upon and ramming into her egg until one triumphantly burrowed its way into it danced about her mind.

Rachel no longer felt as if she were in the house. She was oblivious to the wall her son was forcing her upon. She could only feel the body of the lover her arms wrapped around, his prick inside her. Her loud cries became whimpers of joy and success as her orgasm continued to course itself through her body.

Reuben meanwhile stood wide-eyed, head nestled alongside his stepmother’s neck.

His own earth-shattering orgasm beat within, as his cock emptied itself into the craving warmth. He, too, felt as if he were in a realm where the was no house, no time, nothing except the two of them joined in an orgasmic bliss. 

Yet he was haunted. His stepmother’s words rang with each spurt of his milk. Motherfucker. By God, he was a motherfucker! The lowest of the low. As his meat continued to throb, each gob of semen found its way up through her to her womb. If she was lucky, she would soon begin to grow large with child. His child. His own brother or sister. He would be upstaging his own father, for whom he still reserved a great deal of pride. His ethereal sense of bliss quickly washed away as reality set in. 

They held their bodies against each other for their own eternity. As they both came down from their climaxes, they turned to look at each other. Despite what each felt at the moment, they both found happiness looking into each other’s eyes. Reuben slowly backed away from his stepmom, his now flaccid penis plopping out from her gooey entrance. 

“Oh, son, thank you. It was incredible.”

He forced out a chuckle. “Yeah, it really felt magical.”

“Mmmm. Listen, I’m going to go lie down and let it soak in before I clean myself up. Do you think you might have enough in you to go another round afterwards?”

Reuben hesitated. He was a motherfucker. In light of his realization he felt he needed to end it now. But he felt an aura of happiness in her he didn’t want to squelch—not right now, anyway. Smiling, he responded, “Well, let me rest up a bit. But I think I’ll be able to tend to you later.”

With a strong hug and a kiss to his lips, Rachel took off to her bedroom. Reuben stood in the living room dumbfounded by the results of their union. Then he realized he was standing, sweating, butt-naked in the living room. He quickly grabbed the clothes they left on the ground and ran off to his own room.

* * * * *

Dinah bit into her third slice of pizza as the giggles and chatter of her friends swirled around her. Along with Sarah and the rest of their pals, they had spent the day shopping, mingling, gossiping and bonding together as a sorority. They were back at Sarah’s house as planned, scarfing down pizza.

“Gawd, I can’t eat another bite - I’m gonna be sooo fat.”

“Oh please! You look fine.”

“Oh my god, no way! Look at me, I’m a porker!”

Laughing through her pizza, Dinah continued to munch away amidst the giggles and comments, giving her friend’s pizza-lipped smiles when one would make a witty remark. Her two friends continued their banter.

“C’mon now, you know you could get anyone you wanted.”

“No way, I got to seriously start exercising again if I’m going to get any boys to look at me. Who would want to go out with someone looking like this?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” the friend sheepishly pondered. “Maybe you could get Di’s brother to give you some attention, you know.”

Dinah’s eyes popped wide open as giggling heads turned to see her reaction. Ever since one of her friends expressed interest in her older brother, her circle of friends made it a ready source of conversation whenever the timing was right. Not that she had a problem with it. People could spin tales about Reuben for all she cared. It was people asked her opinions as to whether she thought he was hot, or if she had ever seen him naked, and the like. As was the case among this circle of girls, that was quite often.




Christian Loving Ch. 04



“I KNOW your brother could give me a lot of the attention I need,” her friend Jessie shamelessly stated as Dinah gulped her food down.

“Gag me with a spoon,” Dinah retorted, flashing a dry smile. When their giggles died down and the pizza disappeared, the merry troop found it’s way to Sarah’s basement, where they sprawled out on various couches and chairs.

“So, getting back to what we were talking about earlier, should we have another slumber party tonight?”

A flurry of views arose and tossed about. Some had to work tomorrow. Some knew they couldn’t. Some wanted to hold a slumber party, but on a different day. In the end, they all agreed an impromptu slumber party would be best, settling on Sarah’s house where they had already set up camp.

Sarah’s cell phone began to make the rounds between the girls, each in turn working their parents' trust as only teenage children can. Dinah and another girl waited as Jessie made her routinely tumultuous call to her parents. When she finally won her parent’s approval, she thanked them and hung up but proceeded to dial again.

“Who’re you calling now?” Sarah asked quizzically.

“Oh, no one in particular,” Jessie responded with a straight face. She held the phone against her ear for a moment, before someone finally picked up. “Hello? ... Hi! What’s going on? ... It’s Jessie. … Yeah ... No, we’re okay. We’re just hanging out. What are you up to?”

Her conversation gave little clue to Jessie’s friends as they looked on while she talked. She began twirling her hair as she continued to poke questions.

“Hmm hmm! All that time to yourself. Are you working out? ... Mmmm, you must be getting ripped!” Jessie giggled. “We’re just having a slumber party. I was, what? ... Me, Dinah, Sarah, a few others you might know. Wanna come over?”

Sarah leaned up against Jessie. “Psst! Who’re you talking to?”

Her eyes slanted at Sarah with a devilish grin. Putting a hand over the receiver, she turned to Dinah. “Reuben!”

Dinah’s jaw dropped. “Oh my god, you would,” she said rolling her eyes.

Jessie just smiled as she returned to the phone. “Hmm? No? Oh, but we’d have so much fun with you here. ... Well, can Dinah stay at least? ... ... Okay sweetie, I’ll be thinking about you. Byyyye.”

The girls burst into an uproarious laughter as Jessie pulled the cell phone away. She kept her sly grin as Dinah smirked at her friend’s flirtatious nature. Questions asking what the two talked about quickly filled the room as the cell phone passed on to the final girl.

“Oh, not much. I interrupted him working out or something. He was breathing really heavily,” she hinted, with a tip of her eyebrows. “He sounded really sexy, breathing into the phone like that!”

“Shut up,” Dinah chortled as the girls giggled into the night.

* * * * *

With his stepmother moaning, Reuben fully pressed himself into her, ejaculating his semen into her waiting pussy for the third time that night. Rachel’s body bucked and heaved as she felt him tense up inside her. Despite her urges to try to procreate as many times as they could that evening, they were both exhausted. Rachel tried too hard to revive the ecstasy she felt that afternoon. Bouncing, moaning, and grinding her body against her stepson added to the delicious thought that she was possessed to have sex. And although they were able to come in union twice more since that afternoon, her body never tingled with the excitement she felt earlier.

Reuben wasn’t helping her much. He could not even help himself. When his stepmother went to relax and clean up from their afternoon fuck, Reuben had retired to his room. He had thought of what transpired. He never thought of her as such, but Rachel had become their mother. She cooked and cleaned while helping them with the issues that arouse in growing up. Even if she wasn’t a mother to him, she was to his sister. The thought of what he was making his stepmother become, and what she would be in the eyes of Dinah left him guild ridden. The simple fact was he is a motherfucker - a motherfucker by his own design.

Rachel fixed a simple dinner for the two that evening. She wore a shining blue nightgown as she prepared it in the kitchen. As much as Reuben tried to block her from his mind, he still felt the insatiable urge to take his stepmother. Her cleavage showed explicitly - especially when she bent over a bit, her breasts clearly dangling against the fabric. As the dinner went on his guilt fell to the background, his lust reassuring his role for the evening.

When they got down to it in the master bedroom, Reuben found his hard-on fairly fast - something Rachel wasted no time in taking on. After caressing her breasts and teasing her pussy, he entered her missionary position and fucked her. They came unceremoniously. After their fantastic afternoon sex, their follow-up proved to be a letdown.

They were both determined, though. Not long after he came did Rachel lay down on her bed, leaning up to take his cock. She would not have her pussy eaten out now that he had come in her - she wanted as much sperm as her womanhood could soak in. As her tired jaw worked his meat, Reuben found his hard on becoming more arousing - teasing and squeezing his stepmother’s nipples. She too reacted well to his advances, and soon they were both awakening powerful climaxes to be fulfilled. It was when they both felt the anticipation they might realize their unholy union that the phone rang. Rachel continued to suck her stepson’s meat as her son talked to the caller. 

When he repeated the question as to whether Dinah could stay at Sarah’s, Rachel bobbed her head in agreement. Whereas Rachel was excited that they could have the whole night to each other, the thoughts of his sister clouded Reuben’s drive, deteriorating his mad lust to come in his mother. When he hung up, he told his mother to get on top and straddle him, knowing he might not be able to continue if he didn’t come soon.

Now they laid side by side - neither achieving the bliss felt earlier. They both agreed to rest up for tomorrow, which promised to be another big day. While Rachel snuggled up to her stud, Reuben continued to mull the thoughts of his incestuous acts.



Christian Loving Ch. 05



Despite his worries, Reuben was quick to fall asleep. His stepmother snuggled up to her new lover, draping her arms around him as she, too, dozed off into sleep. The juices from their mingling slowly crept out from her vagina. Nonetheless, Rachel blissfully fell asleep, knowing her efforts to conceive must surely pay off.

As he slept, a dream began to form in his head. He couldn’t quite finger when it began. Random images popped into his head: Homework, tiring days at his summer job, deadlines, pressure, family and acquaintances, a few friends from school, college and work. Not in any particular order. They appeared in sporadic events that either did or didn’t happen, as his mind and imagination conjured them.

Dreaming along, the events became more specific. Leaving for college. Keeping in touch with Joe over the year. Coming home again and putting up with his overbearing stepmother. Her constant, persistent nagging from past and present. It made him uneasy and weary. A part of him wanted to change the dream, or wake up all together.

Somewhere amidst her many complaints of how his life was unfolding, Dinah materialized and helped to defend her brother. He began feeling relaxed, even joyful to be in the company of his sister again. More and more their stepmother fell into the background as the two put their arms on each others shoulders. Knowing he could always turn to her whenever he needed to was a blessing for him, and he knew she could trust him for the same comfort.

His sister turned to him in his dream, somehow radiating as she faced him. Although she was his little sister, she was almost all grown up. She would be eighteen this fall. She kept a good figure. Her face was a smidge pudgy and her body could be more toned. The spring in her hair added to her warm, welcoming smile. Overall she made for a fairly alluring woman.

“Thanks Dinah,” he heard himself saying to her. “I don’t know how to thank you, for always being there for me.”

She kept smiling back at him as if she were giddy or nervous. Her oddly composed nature aroused his suspicions as she imagined his response. “We always watch each other’s backs, don’t we, big brother? And no matter how hard the situation has been for either of us growing up, we’ve always been able to make it through each other.”

Reuben felt a change in mood. He felt a change from reflection to longing. His sister’s mouth parted ever so slightly, her lips taking on a more pronounced reddish hue. Dinah postured herself to accentuate the curves in her form. It was as if her somewhat loose clothing had suddenly conformed to every contour of her body. He felt a general sense of arousal mixed with confusion. As uneasy as it made him feel, Reuben was powerless to do anything about it.

“And yet, brother,” she continued, approaching him with a cat-like walk, “I’ve always wanted to express how much I’ve appreciated you being there for me. You’re my rock,” she pouted, wrapping her arms around his chest. A sly smile overcame her face, “The one person I could share anything, and everything about me, with.” She closed in, planting a sensual kiss on his lips.

As he dreamt, Reuben imagined various rejections to her oncoming. ‘This is wrong,’ ‘We shouldn’t, you’re my kid sister,’ ‘What would dad say? What would our mom think?’ Yet his vision found him groping the back of his sister, feeling as their chests and bodies rubbed up against each other. He could feel the rising sensation in his penis, as if it were already inside a wet, warm sheath.

Pulling away from the kiss, he suddenly found his sister naked. Her face painted an unnatural, almost stupid smile as she fell back onto a bed. He too was naked and already inside of her. Without any notion or control he found himself gyrating in and out of his sister’s pussy!

Reuben’s heart beat rapidly as he tried to make sense of it. He was fucking his baby sister! Of all the ungodly and stupid things he could think of doing, this was the worst. The idea was revolting - disgusting! Yet he found his prick continue to plunge in and out of her tightness, his sexual urges growing and pulsing with every thrust.

“Isn’t it fantastic?” his sister squealed, in a voice he knew was not her own. “Finally, we can both express our love!”

‘No!’ he thought. ‘You’re just my kid sister, you’re still in high-school for Christ’s sake!’

“Oh, but we’re so much more now. We’re both mature, and we love each other very much. Everybody can see that. Why not express our love physically? It’s as if you being in me makes us complete. Oh brother! We truly are one now!”

He wanted to puke. He wanted to run far, far away from this nightmare, from what he was doing to his poor sister. It wasn’t real, was it? It couldn’t be real! It wasn’t right! And still his cock plunged deeper with every thrust into his sister, each time bringing him closer to coming.

Now moaning, Dinah rubbed her hands over her chest and along her body. “Oh brother, you’re going to make me come! Oh, I can’t wait! I want to feel you come with me. I want to feel your sperm in my belly. Oh! Can you imagine if we had a baby, a living manifestation of our love? Then we really would be complete!”

The thought practically threw his mind into a panic. A child?! His mother was trying to conceive through him already, and now his sister was thinking to as well?! He had to stop this all. He couldn’t have any children - he wasn’t ready for the responsibility having a child carries! Reuben tried to fight the dream with as much will as he could muster in his trance, but only imagined himself grinding deeper into his sister. Dinah was letting out little yelps of mixed pain and pleasure. He felt himself coming, his sister acting keenly aware to that. She reached one hand down to her pussy, cupping the other around her breast. Her eyes hungered to see her brother make his final lunge in her, and Reuben was powerless against it. He felt himself go over the edge as his ejaculate built up in his penis.

With a flash and desperate gasp for breath he awoke. He was coming, but while it was all a dream - the feeling wasn’t. As the waves of pleasure spread through his body, he felt his penis wrapped around something hot and wet. When he found the strength to, he rose up to see what was happening. He found his stepmother’s head greedily bobbing on his rod, her lips pressed tightly against his shaft while her mouth feverishly sucked down every last drop erupting out of his lust driven cock. 

Reuben sat up and watched Rachel suck away at his prick, licking away until he was spent and his dick started to go flaccid. Taking her time, she finally lifted her head from his manhood. She became surprised looking over at her stepson and seeing him awake. She shot a smile at him, his cum lightly oozing out of the corners of her mouth. 

“Well, I thought I might give you a wake up call. I’ll be making breakfast soon.”

* * * * *

Later, as Reuben showered, he tried coming to terms with the past few days. Fucking his mother to gain leverage on her while she tried to get pregnant. Incest, plain and simple. Be it a divine order or not he felt it was wrong, the shame of the acts becoming more and more evident with each penetration. She might not be his mother, she wasn’t even old enough to be his mother, but what difference did it make? Rachel was his dad’s wife. His father was trying to make child for his new wife, while he did the same for his own agenda behind his father’s back. How did he let himself stoop to such a low level?

Thinking about it, he saw his stepmother as two people. One was the demure, god-fearing wife who tried to mold her stepchildren into what she believes to be right. The one who pressed daily prayers and bible studies on to a previously unreligious family. The one who alienated his friends by denouncing their beliefs whenever he’d bring them home to hang out. The woman who took his father and gave him something extra to come home to every night. The same who changed his father from a guy Reuben could hang out with to one who became work and class-obsessed trying and impress his social kin.

Then there was also the Rachel he came to know as of late. One who wanted to bring about some sense of family cohesiveness. A woman who held back a fantastic and exciting sexual appetite. A wife with an amazing body with curves in all the right sizes, places and proportions. Even as he showered he was still aroused by her image and the memories of her scent and smell. She could make any man melt once she warmed up. His wake-up call was proof of that!

It was a long shower, but a refreshing one. In the end, he decided to go through with his stepmother’s wishes. He would do what he could to impregnate her and let his dad lay claim to the child. If he dropped her cold turkey now, Rachel might make her advances more public. If his dad or sister caught wind of their monkey business he would lose their trust, not to mention a complete breakdown of the family. Once this was over and his father returned, it would end. He needed to make his stepmom aware of this.

Stepping out of the bathroom with his towel wrapped around his waist, Reuben headed to his room to change when he heard Rachel call from the kitchen.

“I’ll be there in a minute, mom.”

“I need your opinion right now, sweetie.”

Reluctantly making his way to the kitchen, he saw his stepmom standing in the same open bathrobe she had worn when waking him up. She seemed easy and relaxed displaying her nakedness. An obvious change from when she had given strong lectures about how one should carry themselves around the house.

“Now what exactly are you hungry for this morning dear?” She had an array of food out on the counter, from bacon to pancake batter to eggs. “I can make any of these in a minute, unless you had something else in mind.”

The volume of sex the two had participated in yesterday left Reuben awfully hungry. “I was thinking pancakes and eggs, actually.”

“Oh, really?" she asked, her index finger lodging itself against the side of her cheek. “I was thinking that too, but how should I prepare the eggs?”

It was the corniest question Reuben had ever been asked. He cracked a smile at it and decided he’d play along. “Fresh. Sunny side up, so I can break the yolk. You know.”

“Mmmm, I was thinking of sausage as well,” she whimsically said with a girlish glee. “So hot and ready to burst. I’d LOVE to have some of that in me!”

Reuben could only shake his head. He knew it would be difficult to discuss toning things down so long as she continued to conduct herself in this manner. “Mom ... Why are you acting like this? You’re so, I don’t know. You’re different. You’ve changed.” An awkward pause floated between the two as Rachel tried to understand what her stepson was saying. “We can’t keep this up forever,” he finally said. “Dad is going to come home soon, and it’s going to have to stop. Besides, Dinah could be home any minute!”

“Oh, Dinah won’t be home for at least an hour,” Rachel firmly said, with a regal air of confidence. “And I know this all must seem very strange for you. Being in your father’s shoes and all. But like I told you, it’s okay. The Bible condones this type of action, given the circumstances. And I know Jacob has been trying very hard to have another child with me. And I love him so much that it saddens me to see his efforts end up fruitless. I prayed that somehow God might help see our family through this, and I just know through you he has provided.”

“Some sort of divine intervention, huh?”

Rachel continued. “It fills my heart with joy to see the effort you have put into this. I was apprehensive about all this at first too. But you’re young, and you’ve opened me up to how beautiful the gift of good, clean, Christian procreation can be. God willing, soon I will be carrying a child. Your child. Jacob’s child. Our family’s child!”

Reuben stirred for a moment, feeling naked having just a towel to cover him. She sounded so sincere. How did she just make it seem plausible? “But mom,” he continued, “we can’t do this forever until you’re pregnant.”

Rachel looked taken back by his comment. “Why not?”

“Well, even you have to admit we’ve been lucky getting time to ourselves. Dad has been working late recently. Heck, he’s out of town right now. Dinah’s been out and about with her friends a lot this week. A lot even for her. I’m only here for the summer. Come the start of the next term I’ll be back in college - I won’t be back until Christmas then.”

“Honey, in all things, God will provide. He will never test us with a challenge He knows we could never meet and overcome head on. I trust in Him. If I don’t get pregnant this term, or the next, I’ll keep trying. Your dad’s condition just makes it more difficult than if he were a young, healthy boy like yourself. I will still try to conceive a child through him. When you’re gone, we will still try regularly. And if it so happens you come back over break and I’m still barren, well, there’s no harm in upping my odds then, is there?”

Reuben fumbled through words. “I, I guess. I just don’t want to hurt dad or anyone.”

“Honey, she said, putting her hands to his face. “If I become pregnant, I’ll be happy. Jacob will be happy. Dinah will be happy. You should be happy. We’ll all be happy!”

The two gently kissed each other, their hands caressing the sides of each other’s face. Somehow, Rachel worked her charm on her stepson, drawing him to her. Whereas he entered with a cautious demeanor, she now held him in her grasp. Slowly she pressed her body against his. Through the parting of her bathrobe Reuben could feel her nipples harden, caressing and melding against his chest. As their kissing became deeper he found his arms working their way down her face to her neck. Reaching under her robe he stroked the sides of her breasts. Their breathing grew stronger. When their kisses broke, their eyes met, and they knew they wanted each other.

Turning him around, Rachel led their bodies to the kitchen table. He leaned in to kiss her neck, Rachel throwing her head back in response as little jolts of pleasure began springing over her body. Their groping increased, their hands beginning to shamelessly tease each other’s forms. The stepson’s hand cupped underneath her right breast while the other circled about the small of her back. His stepmother reached down and yanked at her stepson’s towel. His member was already erecting, carelessly fumbling against her inner thigh as the two embraced.

Moving both his hands to Rachel’s ass, Reuben lifted her on top of the table. With a smile of anticipation, his stepmother laid herself back. Letting out a loud sigh, she began moaning as she waited for her stepson to take her.

For a moment Reuben took the scene in. His stepmother lying hot and ready on the breakfast table, waiting to be fucked. You see it in movies and occasionally hear it as an urban legend, but how often do you get to participate? Besides, he was always up for something new. “Well, looks like my breakfast plate is ready.”

Rachel giggled at his one-liner as he began to administer soft pecks about her body. Soft moans escaped her lips as her essence continued to fill with passion. She reached her hands to Reuben’s head to encourage him along in his foreplay - each kiss bringing her closer to the moment of ecstasy she so desired. Her nipples were pert and ready. They did not escape her stepson’s attention. His breath descended on them, their caressing exciting her breasts. The texture of his lips aroused her in addition to her sensitive nipples created a stir in her mind. His tongue flickered and danced against breasts to keep her guessing.

Her sex was evident to him. More and more he could smell her sex emanating from her hungry, waiting pussy. It must be wet by now, he thought, but he wanted to try something else first before sheathing himself in her warmth.

Reaching across to the container of syrup, he held it over her for a moment to draw a response.

“Ahhh, Reuben, what in the world?”

Without a word he tipped the bottle. The thick liquid poured over her belly. Rachel cooed with excitement at the unfamiliar feeling, anxious to see what her stepson would do with it. Raising it higher to her nipples, the cool syrup sent shockwaves through Rachel. As stimulating as the syrupy coating’s initial jolt felt, it mere sight of it pouring over her body excited her more. Her cry of ecstasy morphed into one of rapture as the syrup continued to cover her chest. When Reuben was happy with what he had done, he put the bottle back down. His tongue descended over her chest, fully licking the syrup off her with each pass.

The feeling was incredible to Rachel! The response from the syrup, combined with coarse feeling from the taste buds on his tongue kept Rachel moaning at her stepson’s advances. Her body squirmed, the heat in her womanhood aching to be filled with her lover.

Reuben reached to the sides of her breasts, pushing them in so he could lick the syrup from the sides that were overflowing with the gooey, sticky fluid. Seeing them both pressed together, he thought of another wicked idea. Rachel’s tits may not be huge, but they should be big enough for a titfucking. The idea excited him, just imagining titfucking his stepmother was giving him a stronger rise. She had let him go this far, and the area was lubricated with what remained with the syrup and his spit. Why not?

Hoisting himself up on the table, Reuben crept towards her attentive chest. The speed at which he climbed the table surprised Rachel. His knees were at either side of her - his overpowering frame effectively had her pinned. His cock was erect now, but he clearly wasn’t going for the kill. Just what was he thinking? Her stepson gently lowered his body to position his prick.

“Reuben? Honey? What are you doing?”

“You’ll see,” his voice rasped back.

Using a hand to guide his crotch to comfortably rest on top of her belly, he leaned over and pressed his cock down between his stepmother’s breasts. Rachel simply laid there as her stepson again cupped her breasts, swallowing his cock. The delicate, soft texture of her boobs rolling against his cock drove Reuben mad with lust. Slowly, he pressed his cock as far along her chest as he could. He hoped to get his cock to her mouth but was finding it to be a challenge. It came close, but without his stepmother’s head lifted up it couldn’t happen. 

Pressed as far up as he could go, he murmured, “Kiss it.”

Confused, Rachel lifted her head up. Her stepson’s lightly throbbing cock stood in her face. She found she couldn’t quite kiss it, but with a flick of her tongue she teased the helmet.

The feeling of it all continued to entice Reuben. “Ohhh, that’s it. Ohhh, just keep doing that!”

He began sliding his cock between his stepmother’s tits. As he approached the hilt, she would reward his cock with a lick. Reuben found himself rising to come at an alarming rate. The feeling was simply too much - something he had never felt or dreamt of experiencing! Mindlessly, he began fucking her tits faster and faster. 

The increased force brought his cock closer to her lips. Despite the modest pain, Rachel brought herself to close her lips around his cock head as it bobbed in and out of reach. She could already taste the precum oozing out from his tip. The rate of his fucking was creating an unusual amount of it. Soon dabs of his come were stringing from her lips to her cupped tits as Reuben continued to hump away. 

As much an abuse of the act of love as this might be, it was fun to play. After all, she needed to bring him to come. Such was her intent and purpose. He was moaning now, certainly she was doing her job. Rachel thought of this being what happens inside her when she made love and became even more aroused. The thought of a man’s prick spearing between her folds. The throbbing, jerking nature of her lovers’ cocks as they feverishly slid within her. The thought of those cocks exploding with their jism! Sinful as it might be, she wanted to try it just once! To feel her man’s seed splashing against her face. Her pussy’s pulsing strengthened as she imagined each gob of his cum splatter against her lust-crazed face.




Christian Loving Ch. 05



“Oh mother! Feel yourself up, mother. Rub your clit!”

Rachel asked her lover why as her fingers mindlessly made their way down to her pussy. Her fingers shamelessly darted inside her cunt as Reuben explained. “I’ll come in your pussy, I just want you to be ready!”

Their torrid mixture of grunts and moans became louder as he continued to tit-fuck her. He could feel his blood rushing to his cock, making it throb madly. He became a light headed as he felt his cock push itself over the edge. He was coming!

Reuben broke from her tits trying as best he could to hold back his impulses. He made his way back down the table to Rachel’s readily open legs. Her folds were spread by her index and middle finger. She knew he was coming and wanted it! He gripped his prick and positioned it to enter her. His cock exploded, the first spray of his cum juice splashing against her index finger and vaginal fold. Quickly he speared his dick into her. The feeling of the whole length of his shaft gliding against her clit as well as the warm splash against her finger also set her off. Her walls clamped against his member as the base of his prick met her bush. 

His cock continued to spray his seed deep to her womb. Knowing his seed was back in her melted all thought as her body was wracked with a powerful orgasm. Rachel’s body bucked against his as each wave of pleasure overcame her. Thoughts of his cock exploding its life-giving sperm in her filled her mind. Her hands caressed the side of her belly. She wanted it to grow with every pulse of his prick - she wanted to feel the life of her new-born swelling within.

As they came down from their orgasms, Rachel lifted her come coated index finger to her lips. Reuben lifted his head to see her put it in her mouth, swishing it about. When she saw her stepson looking on, Rachel let a girlishly giddy laugh escape. “Well, I just wanted another taste.”

Reuben smiled as he pulled out. “You know, that can be arranged.”

“Oh hush!” she quipped, pulling her bathrobe back over her.



Christian Loving Ch. 06



Reuben relaxed after getting a more traditional breakfast. He came rather strongly these past twenty-four hours. He was young and virile, and could certainly summon the energy to give it another round. It wouldn’t be necessary though - he had already came once in his stepmother this morning. Ejaculating in her another time so soon shouldn’t be required. Dinah would be home soon, and it was imperative she did not found out.

He also noticed how much more attention Rachel showed him as they ate. Perhaps he had been oblivious to it in the past. Maybe the afterglow of their sexual union made her smile more. She radiated with a energy one sees when a person receives a compliment or an unexpected gift. Only more so. Whatever the case, she seemed interested him on a level other than mother and son. It was more personal, and her mannerisms suggested it was as unexplored a territory for her as it was for him. Much like some girls on campus he knew who became giddy and nervous whenever their handsome boyfriends came around, twirling their fingers as nervous tweaks escape from their voice. 

She asked him about his sexual drive, where he had learned to do some of the moves he had pulled as of late. He didn’t have the heart to tell her it was from numerous porno viewing sessions his friends would hold during his freshman year at college. Nor did he have the courage to ask his stepmom of her sexual experiences. He found the topic uncomfortable since he had assumed so much already. Her clumsy, shy approach yesterday told him she had never experienced or given fellatio. Either that, or she was incredibly nervous about performing it on him while they were going at it yesterday. That she warmed up enough to wake him with it this morning still riddled about in the back of his mind. Regardless, he was convinced his parents' sexual relationship was fairly straightforward and unvarying.

Still, the uneasy relationship he and his mother once shared no longer seemed to exist. He had her sexually, as he had desired for years. They did a sixty nine, something he never could dream Rachel would consider. His wake-up call confirmed her cravings towards him. He just titty fucked her before breakfast. She was almost wanting it too much. After all, he scheduled off work once he heard his dad would work late hours. His plan had worked; but if he kept light hours over the summer his sophomore year at college would be penniless, or worse. The normal family hours would be returning soon. He couldn’t keep this up much longer unless they became even more discrete. Even then, they might get found out. That would be the end of his family relationships for sure.

If they did keep this up, their relationship would transcend into something beyond mother and son. It was already an awkward relationship. If they became too close, people would notice. Especially Dinah and his father. Questions would arise. Although a simple excuse might work, the guilt of going behind his family’s back to commit these selfish acts would follow him. To hell with what the Bible said. It meant too much to put at risk.

Reuben stewed. He finally had what he secretly yearned for these past years. He could fuck his stepmother senseless at the snap of his fingers if he wanted to. Now he found himself regretting it. His needed to sacrifice living his teenage fantasy to retain what dignity he still possessed. He decided he would have to tell her they needed to take things easy.

The television filled the room with background noise to accompany his thoughts when Dinah poked her head in. “Hey Reuben! What’s up?”

Reuben reacted with a startle. “Oh, hey Dinah. Ummm,” he was at a loss for words. He understood her question, but his mind remained on the train of thought about his stepmother. “Ahhh, well, not much. Just some tv.”

Dinah turned her head to the television set to see what had so engrossed her brother’s attention. “Oh, ok. Well, I’m back. Just wanted to say hi.” A yawn forced itself from her, her impromptu girls’ night out showing its toll. 

“How was the party?”

“Oh, gosh.” She could only shake her head. “I’m tired.”

“That good, huh?”

Dinah only mumbled something incoherent as she made her way out. “Oh yeah, and Rachel wanted to see you.”

Reuben reluctantly got up and made his way to his parents' bedroom. Thoughts of why she would ask to see him bobbled around his head. Dinah was home now - she must know that. They couldn’t have sex right now. It must be something practical.

Opening the door he found her dressed practically for the day. A simple but nice shirt and a pair of jeans that didn’t show off her legs. She was pawing through an end of the closet. “Oh, hi Reuben!”

“Hey mom.” Despite being relieved to see his mother wasn’t naked or wearing anything suggestive, his voice sounded distant. He wanted to tell her, but how could he do so without breaking her?

“I’ve been thinking, and which do you like better?” Reuben looked up to see his mother holding out two sets of lingerie. Her right hand held a skimpy, virginal white number. The fabric was mostly transparent except at the edges. On the other hand rested a silky pink, more conservative but none the less enticing number. 

Reuben thoughts became distorted for a moment. As the selection dangled before him, he thought of his stepmother filling both of them out. Her sides shown completely in the virginal white, accentuating her ample breasts. The silken texture of the other complementing her form and body. He fumbled through words before finally settling on the white lingerie. “But, uh, why are you asking?”

“Oh, I picked these up yesterday,” she replied. “I was curious as to which you’d like me to fuck you in tonight. Would you like that?”

A smile belied his frustration. As much as he needed to tell her they could not keep their charade up, he also wanted her to model her lingerie for him. He wanted to see her prance around, sampling her outfits for him. He envisioned her putting on a lap dance, teasing him as he sat down with an erection growing in his pants. To see her slowly shedding her clothes, allowing her inhibitions to fall until the urge overcame him to senselessly fuck her wild.

I mustn’t, he bluntly reminded himself. “Well, maybe later.”

Rachel giggled at his remark. “Okay then. Listen, I need you to drive over to the store and pick up a few things I’ll need to cook for you kids tonight. I have a list posted on the fridge.” She closed in on her stepson, fiddling in her purse for her wallet. “It’ll be an early dinner, Dinah’s got her softball game tonight. I was thinking while she’s playing the two of us could spend some quality time together.” She clasped her hands with his, intentionally caressing the back of the hands that that would tease and excite her body.

Reuben was just glad to have the money. Right now, any time spent away from the house was good time. “Sure thing.”

“And, if you want to pick up a little something extra for tonight, go ahead.” Reuben looked back at her quizzically as she eagerly grinned. “I was just thinking that maybe you could pump me with a dildo to help me get worked up tonight!”

“What?!”

“Oh, you know. A little extended foreplay. I could suck your dick while sliding it into me.” Her stepson was taken back, shocked at what he was hearing. “Not that your fingers aren’t doing the trick. I would just like to change things up.”

His face was wide-eyed. He couldn’t express words to how he felt. He wanted to run, but he didn’t want her chasing after him. What seemed like an eternity in the presence of his stepmother passed. “Alright,” he finally mustered. “I better get the food.”

Reuben got in his car and drove off to get his mind off his stepmother. He drove to the park his friends frequented. Downtown to the pedestrian mall and the local college hangouts. Sometimes to nowhere simply because he could. Just to be out of the house. In motion. Without thoughts of Rachel and how big a mess he found himself in. He needed time alone. Things were out of control.

Finally, he dropped by the grocery store. Reuben picked up what was needed. He still felt scared. No solution presented itself to the problem concerning his stepmother. She was overcharged sexually. The conservative, devout Catholic he grew up loathing and dreaming of controlling had now become what he wanted in the worst of ways. She was relaxed, horny and threatening his life.

As he drove home, he though of quickly relaxing in the pool before calling some friends to hang out with tonight. He planned on going to Dinah’s softball game tonight, without telling his stepmother. He might get out of it tonight, he reminded himself, but she would just want more of his attention afterward. 

Pulling up, he saw his father’s car parked in the garage. A wave of confusion broke against him. What was he doing here? Wasn’t he supposed to be away at work?

The family must have seen Reuben pull up as well. As he unloaded the car with the groceries, his father called out to him from the front door. “Son!”

* * * * *

Jacob flipped the hamburgers on the grill a second time. He was glad he would be eating home cooked food. Not to belittle the repertoire of eateries he dined at while away, but fast food left him yearning for real food. But now he was back, and on this joyous summer day he didn’t waste any time firing up the old grill and starting up a round of dinner.

He and his son grilled together. They talked about what happened during his absence. The affair was left out, naturally. Reuben instead described some of the town happenings of late. “Nothing major really happened around here. So what finds you back so early? I thought you were going to be gone for the weekend.”

“Ahh! It’s so good to be back. I’ve put in so many hours ... and I missed you guys! But it’ll all be worth it. I smell a promotion coming out of this.” His father was livelier than usual - a certain zest for life and his family shone in his aura. “It’s the weirdest thing. One of the guys down in the development sector noticed a quirk in how the system was operating. He called one of their engineers about it and they had a prototype design ready the next day. They all felt confident about it. Our clients caught wind of this. Next thing I know, I’m on my way to their headquarters to negotiate how they’ll pay us and implement it in their factories.”

“So everything there went smoothly?”

“Oh, it was a piece of cake! The negotiations were easy! They wanted to pay us more than double what we were initially asking! All they wanted was proof it could be integrated with what they already had. I had our lead project engineer with us and we toured the plant ... you know, it’s such a simple design now it could probably work anywhere!”

“That’s cool,” Reuben said as they tended the grill. He didn’t have much of an idea of what his dad was talking about, but he was glad to hear things went okay. “So why didn’t you call us to say you’re coming home?”

“Well, I wanted to call Dan first, to tell him the good news and give him an update. As I talked to him he remarked, ‘won’t Rachel be surprised?’ I was so anxious to come home to rest and be with you guys, I thought I’d come in unannounced and surprise you all!”

Reuben chuckled. “You always were the sly one, pops.”

“Damn straight! Alright ... it looks like the burgers are about set. How about you run in and get some fixings and plates for these babies?”

Reuben ran in to the kitchen. Rachel was standing there, cutting away at the lettuce and finishing the side dishes for the meal. Her mind was clearly somewhere else. Whereas on most cookouts she took a command as to what was done and when, now she simply resigned herself to the kitchen. She heard Reuben ask for the final preparations. “Oh, um, yes. I have the cheese over there. You can get the plates yourself.”

Reuben went about, picking up what was needed. He tried to get a read from his mom about dad now being home, but he couldn’t get anything. She was lost. He stopped to look at her for a moment, seeing nothing, before returning to the grill outside.

The same, repeating thoughts haunted Rachel as she continued to prepare for dinner. The past three days unfolded before her. The first night she acted on the Bible’s word and took her stepson, allowing for him to sow his seeds in her. It was also the last night she spent with her husband, exhausted from his efforts and the work set ahead of him. Her relaxation in the pool, when her stepson tore through her swimsuit to inject his seed once more in her. The night the two made out in the presence of her stepdaughter. Just yesterday she made her body his temple for him to lie in. The two had embraced as if they were mad, torrid lovers. She had dedicated herself to him, and countless times his cock thrust itself in her to ensure that she was his. She willingly submitted herself to his worship this morning through an offering, eating his body and taking her first communion of him. Her reward of devotion was him revisiting and blessing her body with the seeds of his loin - that which she had prayed her God would deliver for her.

And now, after he had fallen from her mind, Jacob had arisen. It hit her like a tidal wave. In one eye-opening moment she saw her husband, lover and provider, come in through the front door. She had betrayed him, going behind his back to serve another. And now he had returned, reclaiming his place in their family.

In essence, she was in no trouble. She did what she set out to do. Jacob was back and she could continue to be the loving wife a she took a vow to be. But her affair with Reuben needed to end. She could no longer give herself to two people. Fear convinced her that this was part of God’s will. 

Questions concerning how everyone was doing floated about as they ate. Dinah finished early with a light meal. She did not want to overeat to prepare for her game tonight. A light-bulb lit up on Jacob’s face. “Hey, why don’t we all go to see her play?”

“Oh, pttt,” she muttered through an embarrassed smile. “I don’t want you guys watching me strike out!”

“Well then, we’ll come out to watch you play the field!”

She shook her head. “Again, you guys don’t want to come out and see me sit on my ass in left field.”

Putting a hand on her shoulder, he gave her a fatherly smile. “Well then, we’ll just have to come out to see you.” Jacob turned to his son to help encourage his daughter about her family. “Huh? What do you say?”

Reuben nodded his head in interest. “Sounds good.” As he heard his sister concede to their outing, he caught a glimpse of his stepmother. She was still in her own world, quietly munching away on her food.

* * * * *

That night, Reuben couldn’t get any rest. His father return home was a blessing, but Reuben had found himself hiding his guilt all day. He had dishonored his father. He slept with his father’s wife; his lover, his betrothed. He knew it was an unforgivable act. Both Reuben and his stepmother understood an unspoken pact to not speak a word of it. Rachel only spoke a few words to him that evening - most telling him to mind himself and to watch his manners. In some ways, it was a sudden return to normalcy for them. Reuben silently understood it was the only way to cover their tracks.

As he lay awake in bed, he could hear the commotion his dad and stepmother were making. They were going at it - the first time he had ever audibly heard them having sex. He couldn’t help but listen in, hearing his stepmother’s loud moans as his father teased and slid himself into her. The same moans that earlier echoed in his ears. Deep groans and sloppy slurping sounds echoed in his mind as his mother preformed oral service to his old man’s woodwork. The rhythmic slapping sounds as Jacob slammed himself into her, accompanied by wild screams of ecstasy as his stepmother gave herself to him.

A loud groan released by his dad signaled his release, as the slapping ceased and Rachel’s yelling morphed into gentle whimpers. The result of their lovemaking sported Reuben wood. He shifted it about and even played with it for a bit, but in the end let it stand erect in his boxers. It was late and sleep had eluded him long enough. He wanted the day, and this whole episode, to end.

To his surprise, amid their laughter in the bedroom his father and stepmother went at it again. Reuben heard Rachel calling out his dad’s name. He must have been pleasuring her again. It caught him by surprise, he didn’t think his old man had the energy given his busy day. Atta boy, he thought of his dad’s stamina - proud that his pop could keep it up.

As the two continued to go at it, a gentle rapping came at his door. Reuben shifted himself in bed as the opening door revealed Dinah in her nightgown. She whispered for him. “Can you believe these two?”

“Well, yeah,” he quietly replied. “I mean, they are married.”

“I know, but ... they’ve never made love this loud before.”

“Maybe we never noticed it. It’s not like they only have sex when we’re here. Besides, he’s been pretty peppy today, and she probably missed him.”

A confused look came over Dinah’s face. Her brother was never comfortable with his father’s marriage. All of a sudden their fervent lovemaking didn’t phase him. “And this doesn’t disturb you?”

He knew what she was getting at. He simply shrugged. “If dad and Rachel want to fuck, then they can fuck. It’s not my business.”

A loud, piercing scream of rapture emanated from Rachel as the sounds of smacking filled the house. Dinah froze in place for a moment as she adjusted to the sound. “Well, alright, but it disturbs me.”

“Why?” Reuben asked, puzzled. “Of all people, you approved of their marriage. You’re the one who’s always saying they need each other.”

“Yeah, but, I never imagine two people expressing their love would be calling their names out.”

Reuben cocked his eyebrows. “It’s sex. What do you expect?”

“Well, I’ve always thought, that when I first make love, it would be slow, sensuous, passionate.” She rolled her eyes up, dreaming of her first love. “My man would hold me in his arms, and we’d slowly kiss, and we would feel the heat between each other, and we’d explore each other’s bodies, using soft kisses to open ourselves to each other. And when we are finally ready, I’ll lie down and I’ll let him enter me. And we can lie there, enjoying the feeling of finally being one. Slowly he’ll buck into me, being gentle, until we both come together.”

Reuben smiled as she described her hopes for her first love. For a moment she stood in his doorway. The aura of the hall lights glowing about her as she looked to the ceiling imagining her first love impressed Reuben. He found the whole moment a warm, fuzzy kind of cute. It was the first time the two siblings were comfortable openly talking about sex to each other.

She returned to reality as her brother chuckled. “Well, good luck. If you hold out ‘til college, you’ll probably lose it like everyone else does: in a drunken stupor at a house party with some jerk getting off in you after a minute.”

“God, you’re sick,” she retorted. “Is that how you lost yours? Raping some girl?”

“No,” he replied, getting serious. “I lost it to this one girl.”

“This one girl?” she sarcastically quoted. “Sounds great.”

“No! No, nothing like that. It turns out she had a crush on my roommate, they were classmates or something. Anyway, she broke up with her boyfriend and invited him to this party at her house. But my roommate ended up sleeping with a different housemate of hers.” 

Dinah shook her head, making her way to his bed as he told her of an intimate moment of his life. 

“So for whatever reason, she calls to leave a message on our answering machine, telling him how much of a jackass he is and stuff - she was pretty plastered when she did this, and she was, like, screaming into the phone. The whole dorm could hear this and I was trying to sleep. So I picked the phone up to try to shut her up. She gets really apologetic and decided to show up and apologize in person.”




Christian Loving Ch. 06



Reuben’s eyes focused away as he continued to reflect. “So I’m thinking this is a joke, right? Fifteen minutes later, there she is! She gives me a sap story about how she’s broken up and now she can’t find any shoulders to cry on because her girlfriends are sleeping with their guys. She was pretty cute, and we were really close, and she starts coming on to me. I never saw it coming. Next thing I knew we were doing it on my roommate’s bed.”

Dinah’s eyebrows shifted. “On his bed? Did you at least warn him?”

Reuben smiled in reminiscence, staring off into the distance. “It was her way of revenge sex.”

“Gross. So what’s the difference between how you lost your virginity and what you said earlier?” his sister sarcastically asked.

“Well, for starters, I wasn’t drunk. And even though she had more than a few, you could tell she was very emotional about what she was saying. I think she needed someone to give her some loving back, and somehow that someone ended up being me.”

Dinah shook her head, laughing a bit. “You’re such a great big brother. Unprotected sex with a drunken slut to lose your virginity. Did you two at least keep in touch?”

“Never heard from her again,” he grinned, shaking his head. She playfully jabbed him in the shoulder.

“Well, maybe I won’t lose my virginity in the most romantic fashion. But it won’t be to some drunk, cocky frat boy. It will be someone,” she said, pausing to look at her brother. He was a good person, despite the flack they gave each other. In her mind, she hoped her lover could be someone who understood her like he did. “It’ll be someone special.”

“I’m pretty sure he will be,” he assured her.

At that moment they heard the smacking sounds of their parent’s fucking stop, as the moans and grunts of their orgasms filled the house. “Well, I should get some sleep,” she said. They leaned over to hug each other, before Dinah got up and left his room.

As the hallway light left his room, Reuben basked in the glow of his talk with his sister. It was comforting. He felt relaxed and untroubled by the prior events, knowing that his sister was still close to him. Perhaps, he thought, this whole ordeal between he and his stepmother was nothing more than a speed bump. Amidst the giggles and playful sounds of his parents, Reuben slowly drifted to sleep. 



Christian Loving Ch. 07



Epilogue

Reuben rolled out of bed as the rest of the family woke up. It looked to be an unassuming day. Three weeks had passed since the episode he shared with his stepmother. Given the whole experience between the two, Rachel carried herself remarkably well. No unusual stares or glances at Reuben. None of the unusual touchy-feely situations Reuben feared had occurred. She seemed to carry herself better than Reuben did after their week of sinful lust and passion.

Despite feeling better upon his father’s return, Reuben did not fare as well following the incidents. With the early return of his father he was able to break off his engagement with his stepmother, an action he previously contemplated. However, there remained an unspoken truce between him and Rachel. After all, they fornicated for week when everyone was out of the house. When Jacob returned to his regular work hours, Reuben feared she might continue to pursue their affair. Instead he got no reads from his stepmother. Whatever power he held over her earlier quickly left him, leaving him with no idea where she would turn next.

Reuben set about to remove the incidents from his mind. A steady diet of work and activities out of the house with peers, coupled with the occasional brother/sister talks with Dinah slowly eroded the fresh memories of banging his stepmom. He swore his parents were going at it more often now. He tried to brush it off as him simply being more aware of his parent’s sexual lives. A part of him felt jealous of his father reaping the rewards of Rachel's sexual awakening; regardless, Reuben knew that it was better off behind him. 

Around the table, Rachel served up the usual array of pancakes, bacon and other wholesome breakfast elements. Jacob brought up typical remarks gleaned from the daily news, sprinkled with commentary from his wife. More political bonehead moves in Washington. The city was gearing up for its usual festive summer activities. And those damn Yankees.

The usual conversational elements ensued. Reuben talked about what he and his friends planned for the week. With any luck they’d be able to assemble some camping gear and head to the parks for the weekend. 

Jacob asked his daughter is she thought of where she would attend college after her senior year of high school. Her SAT scores returned in the mail with favorable results. She could easily make it into the local colleges, and had a shot of being accepted at some she fancied of attending abroad. 

“Do you think she could come down for a visit with you next year Reuben?” their father asked. “Maybe you could give her a tour of the campus, show her the college life. Libraries, the union, the local scene. Stuff like that.”

Rachel spoke up as she put away the pots and pans from cooking that morning. “You should also show her some of those displays they have for the public. Like the museum or arboretum.”

“I could,” he replied. “You’d probably like the greenhouse there - they have all sorts of weird plant there. You’d have to sleep in a house with four other guys though. I dunno if you’d want to put up with that.”

Dinah shot her brother a look. “So long as I don’t find them jacking off when I walk through the door, I don’t think it will be a problem.”

“Well, I won’t guarantee anything,” he sardonically retorted. “I think if you knock first though, things should be okay.”

Jacob stared at Dinah with a discerning glance over his newspaper when she heard his daughter’s remarks, wondering where she picked up such a filthy image. His glare turned to his son’s when he heard his retort. He was quick to excuse it. It wasn’t the first time either talked trash to each other, and he secretly hoped they wouldn’t stop any time soon.

Other topics arose. Dinah was excited for her softball team - they were second in their division. With any luck her squad would make the playoffs.

“Well darling,” Jacob said, pulling away from his paper. “That’s fantastic to hear! Isn’t that something Reuben?”

Jacob’s head turned to see his son’s face stuffed with food. Reuben still managed to nod his head a few times before gulping his breakfast down. “Yeah, that’s pretty cool. We never made it to the playoffs before.”

“I know!” Dinah squealed. “Isn’t that amazing news?!”

“That’s great news dear!” Rachel added. “I think I have some good news too!” She walked over from the kitchen to the table beside Jacob. Looking down into his eyes, she laid a hand on his shoulder.

“I’m pregnant!”

Reuben paused in mid-chew, his vision frozen somewhere on his plate. He heard the undulating praises between his father and sister as his mind raced with thoughts of what was just announced. He could only sit there as both father and sister got up to congratulate Rachel. 

After an eternity, Reuben rose from his seat to join the happy family. He embraced his stepmother strongly, tears flowing from her eyes.

“Wow. Congratulations!”