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Falling for the Step(s) Ch. 01

By: Ghostwalker



(Edited by "LarryinSeattle")

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Dad and I had always been close. For as long as I could remember he, Mom, and I had done everything together when he was home, unfortunately that wasn't all that often since he was the owner of a rapidly growing computer programming company. There were times when he'd be gone for a week or more, but when he got home, "BOOM", off we'd go on a new adventure. Dad frequently referred to me as his "Little Adventurer", "Best Buddy", or "the little Man of the House". When I was 14 years old, that all changed. Mom was killed in an auto accident. Dad told me how precious life was and that he didn't want to waste any more of it being away from his family, so for the next three months he stayed at home with me. Regrettably, Dad's business began to be effected. I was certain he was going to start going away without me until he took me out of school and hired Terri as my tutor. From that point on I traveled everywhere with him; California, Alaska, Hawaii, and as the company grew, the Philippines and South Pacific Islands. You name it. Dad, Terri, and I went there.

It was just after I turned 18 that I realized that Terri also filled a need in my father's life. She was in her late-twenty's, and was 5-foot 5-inches tall. She had dark, almost black, hair that hung down over her shoulders and a 34C-28-36 inch figure. So it wasn't surprising when I accidentally caught them making love one night.

We had been in Hawaii for almost two weeks by that point and I had reconnected with a few friends that I had met on previous trips. The evening started out great with some surfing, a bonfire, some food, and some girls. One girl in particular had me going with her glances and looks and finally with the hula dance she and the other girls did. I thought for sure I was going to 'get lucky' but everything suddenly came crashing down when a car pulled up and some older guys tried to join the party. One thing led to another and before you know it the cops were there and everyone, including me, scattered. It was then that I decided to go back to the beach house we were renting.

When I entered the house it was dark and quiet as I'd expected since it was almost midnight. Because it was Friday night, dad and Terri didn't expect me home until much later. Silently, I moved down the hallway towards my room until I heard noises coming from my father's room. The door was open just the slightest bit and when I looked in I got the surprise of my life. Terri and my dad were nude on his bed and she was sitting on my dad's lap with his cock buried deep inside of her pussy.

"Shhhhhh. Did you hear something?" Terri said.

Dad lay there quietly and listened before answering jokingly, "The only thing I hear is my heart beat pounding from what we were doing."

"Well hold on old man because I've just started," she quipped as she began to slide up and down my father's cock again.

"Old man is it? We'll see about that," dad said. Then he quickly grabbed her around the waist and began to thrust up into her pussy. The sight and sound of their fucking along with the aroma from her aroused pussy quickly triggered desires deep inside of me and I developed a bulge in my pants even larger than the one I'd had when I was watching the girl doing the hula.

I watched closely as she pulled from my father's cock and turned around so she was facing the doorway. In one fluid movement, she straddled him and reached under herself as she grabbed his cock. Then she held it in place while she slid it back into her pussy in what is known as the 'reverse cowgirl' position.

I had seen pictures of couples fucking like this in magazines and on the Internet but had never seen it in real life so it wasn't surprising that I was so engrossed that I didn't notice her looking directly at me. Instantly our eyes met and I thought I was in for big trouble. Instead, she sat up higher and grabbed her tits, squeezing them and pulling on the nipples as she continued to slide up and down my dad's cock.

"How about this baby? You like what you see? You like watching my pussy slide up and down on a cock? How would you like it if I started to fuck you hard and deep? Would you like to feel your cock buried all the way inside of me and filling me with your cum?"

I knew that Terri was talking to me while playing with my dad since her eyes never left mine the whole time she was talking.

In response to her comments, dad grabbed her around her hips and began to thrust upwards as she slid down driving his cock all the way inside of her. "You're damn right I like what I see. I love watching your pussy sliding up and down my cock almost as much as I like the way it feels, so wet and warm. I love the way it clinches down around my cock on the up pull almost as if it didn't want to let go." Then, pulling her down hard on his cock, he continued, "and I love how it feels, too, when I drive my cock into you and your body shakes as I cum inside of you."

That was more than I could take and I quickly slipped away to my room. Once there, I pulled my pants down and lay on the bed imagining that Terri was riding my cock as my hand slid up and down its length. I'm not sure how long I lay there like that before I heard a soft tapping on the bedroom door. I didn't even have a chance to answer before Terri entered dressed in a sheer black robe. Quickly fumbling to cover myself, Terri moved closer and placed a finger on my lips.

"Shhhhhhh. Your father is asleep."

"I ... mmmm ... I ... ahhhh ... ok ... mmmm ... whatever you say," I stammered.

She moved closer and sat lightly on the bed never once trying to hide what was under her robe. "Sorry you had to find out about your dad and I like that. We ... well; we've been kind of helping each other for awhile when it comes to our physical needs. I'm sure you understand," she whispered. "We both know that it will never be more than 'a physical thing' but I'm sure you know that men and women have certain needs that are best fulfilled rather than suppressed."

"Ya, I know," I said as I recalled what she'd told me during our sex education talks.

"Good, I'm glad you understand," she said softly as she slid her hand along the bed sheet until she had wrapped her fingers around my growing bulge.

"I think the same holds true for young men especially those with cocks as big as this one," she purred seductively as she leaned forward and placed her lips on mine.

Instantly my mind became a battlefield between my two 'heads'. "Could this actually be happening? ... Oh god, her hand feels so good wrapped around my cock ... What do I do now? ... Should I kiss her back? ... I hope she doesn't' stop ... My cock has never felt this hard in my whole life ... What if dad wakes up and catches us? ... God I want to see her body again ... I wonder if she'd let me fuck her?" Bit by bit my smaller head won the battle and I soon found myself kissing her and gently pressing my tongue between her lips.

Not to be outdone, Terri returned the kiss as she began to slowly stroke her hand up and down my sheet-covered cock. "You know this has to be our secret. I'm pretty sure your dad wouldn't understand the idea of me being involved with him and you."

"I understand," I croaked.

Smiling seductively, she pulled her hand from my cock and stood next to the bed. Sensuously, she slid the robe from her body to reveal herself to me. Her eyes twinkled with delight as my body reacted to her closeness. Her skin was tanned without any sign of a tan-line. Her hair hung over her shoulders and cascaded to the top of her breasts which were capped with nipples that seemed to be growing larger as I watched. The surrounding aureole deepened in color as the blood from her arousal pulsed into them. Her stomach was toned and flat though not overly so and beneath that a fully forested patch of hair. As if sensing my arousal and desire, she shifted and spread her legs slightly releasing the fragrance of her womanhood. Then, just as if she were a dancer, she slowly spun around, allowing me the opportunity to enjoy the view of her heart-shaped buttocks and her toned legs before completing the circle. Looking back at me, she asked, "So do you like what you see?"

"I'd have to be blind or dead to not enjoy every inch of you," I stammered.

She giggled as she looked down at the growing bulge in the bed sheets and replied, "I can tell but I think that it's time for me to get a look at what you're hiding under the sheets, don't you?"

Nervous as I'd ever been, I lay back without saying a word as she sat down on the edge of my bed, again.

Slowly, she slid her hand beneath the sheet and then across my leg until she encircled my cock with her hand. Softly she moaned, "Niiiiccccceeee," before pulling the sheet away to expose my member. "Very nice," she repeated. Gently, she began to slide her hand up and down the length just as I had been doing before she entered my room. "How does this feel?"

"Fan-fucking-tastic," I sighed as my cock grew harder in response to her touch.

Abruptly, she stopped and looked me directly in the eyes. "Just so you understand, there are a lot of things that a man and woman can do to please each other that don't include fucking and I plan on doing every one of them that I can to you BUT I will not fuck you. It may sound a bit strange considering that I have my fingers wrapped around your cock right now but I've helped to raise you for the last several years and in some ways I feel almost like a surrogate mother, which means that fucking you is not a barrier I plan on crossing. Do you understand?"

Heartbroken, I nodded my head as she continued.

"Good, now come here and give me another kiss."

Without another thought, I did as she asked and kissed her tenderly until she pulled away from me.

"If I wanted to get a kiss like that I would have asked one of my relatives," she said teasingly.

"I thought you said that I was almost like a son to you. Well, that's how I used to kiss my mom."

Terri sat back and looked at me as a battle raged in her mind. "I guess you're right. I can't expect you to treat me like anything other than a relative after what I said, so how about we try this another way?"

Unsure of what she meant, I sat there until she leaned forward and kissed me but this time like a lover, slipping her tongue into my mouth. Quickly, our passion flared and I pulled her onto the bed next to me. Our flesh touched for the first time and I felt as if lightening bolts had struck. Instinctively, my hands began to explore her body and she did the same. Moving my lips from her mouth, I shifted to her earlobes and her neck before kissing downwards across her upper chest until I felt my face nestled between her breasts.

"Take your pick, lover. They're both yours to do with as you please."

Gently, I hefted one in my hand and felt its weight. The skin was warm and pliant yet firm and her nipple seemed to be begging to be touched.

"That's it, baby. Play with my tits. They love to be caressed and squeezed. Just look at how hard my nipples are getting. Come on and suck on them, baby. Take one in your mouth and suck it. Now use your teeth to grab a hold of it and pull on it. Ohhhh, god ... so good. Now let it go so it pops back into place. Yeeesssssss. Mmmmm ... you're a fast learner," she moaned softly.

I was encouraged by her comments, so I played with her other tit until a small shiver pulsed through her body.

"Yessssss, so nice. Do you know what you just did, lover?"

Questioningly, I looked at her as she continued.

"You gave me a small orgasm just by playing with my tits. I haven't had that happen in years," she mewed.

Even more confident of what I was doing, I kissed the area between her tits as I moved lower until I reached her belly button. I kissed it teasingly before continuing my descent.

Terri spread her legs wider to give me my first glimpse of a woman's pussy. It may seem surprising, but at 18 years old I was still a virgin though I had hoped to change that earlier that evening with the hula girl.

Tentatively, I moved closer and was about to kiss her outer lips when she placed her hand on my forehead and pushed me back. "Not tonight, lover. Though I'm sure I'd love it, I haven't had a chance to wash up since being with your father ... besides which, this was supposed to be me taking care of you not the other way around." Then without hesitation, she slid from under me and moved around until she once again wrapped her fingers around my cock.

She began to slide her hand skillfully up and down the length of my cock until I felt the tremor in my balls that told me I wasn't going to be able to hold back much longer.

"Gonna cum, Terri. Gonna cum all over your hands if you don't stop."

Sliding off the edge of the bed, she pulled me along with her until my feet were on the floor and she was kneeling between them. "I have a better idea for our first time together," she whispered.

I had seen plenty of porno pictures and movies of how a woman gives a man a blow job and was fully expecting her to take my cock in her mouth. Instead, she sat up and moved closer and closer until my cock was wedged between her tits. It was then that I finally understood what was about to happen.

She grabbed a tit in each hand and she pressed them together to form a tunnel with my cock buried in the center. "Now just do what comes natural, lover. Pump your hips up and down and fuck my tits. Feel the skin wrapped around it. Feel how warm and soft they are. Pump it, baby. Fuck my tits and cum all over them," she said seductively. "Some women don't like being tit-fucked but I'm not one of them. When I was younger, a boyfriend of mine loved to tit-fuck so I tried it. Ever since then I've loved to have my tits fucked and coated with cum," she continued before finishing, "In fact, I love the feel of cum on my tits so much that I rub it all over them just like a lotion after a lover has cum on them."

Just the thought of covering her tits with my cum and watching her rub it all over them triggered urges in me that I had never known. "In that case, baby, hold on 'cuz I'm gonna fuck your tits so hard they'll bounce all over the place. Then I'll coat them with more cum than you've ever seen at one time," I boasted.

"Promises, promises," Terri quipped.

Placing my arms beside her, I dug my elbows into the bed and began thrusting upwards between her tits. True to my word, I was soon driving between them with such force that my cockhead was hitting under her chin and her tits bounced up and down with each thrust.

"Now, baby, now. Please cum. Cover my tits with your cum so I can spread it over them."

It was only then that I noticed that she had become just as aroused as I was and that she was pinching and pulling on her nipples as I tit-fucked her. The sight proved more than I could stand and my cum rocketed up from my balls and out the tip sending strand after strand across Terri's tits as I moaned. "Cumming, Terri. Cummmmiiinnngggg ... so hard."

Just as suddenly, Terri's body began to shake and quiver as her own orgasm overwhelmed her and her mouth fell open in a silent scream.

Seconds became minutes and minutes seemed like hours as we were overcome by our mutual orgasms. When we finally returned to reality, I helped her onto my bed where we fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms.

The next morning when I awoke, she was gone but only from my bed. I found her and my dad sitting at the kitchen table eating. I quickly grabbed some toast and eggs and sat down. I looked at my dad and then at Terri before starting. "Hey dad, you and I can talk about almost anything right?"

"Of course we can," he replied.

"Well, I came home a bit early from the party last night and ... ahhhhh ... well let's just say I know about you and Terri."

My dad almost choked on the eggs in his mouth as he asked, "What do you mean?"

Terri's face paled as I continued.

"Well, let's just say that I came home and you and Terri were 'indisposed' in your bedroom."

"I ... ahhhh ... we were ... ummmm ..."

"Hey dad, don't worry about it. I think it's great. The only question I have is when do I start calling Terri 'mom'?"

My dad sat silently while he formed his answer. "That's not going to happen. Terri and I have a mutual relationship that fulfills the needs we have without complicating it by getting married."

"Ok, that's all I wanted to talk about. Have a good day," I called over my shoulder as I left the house to join my friends on the beach.

For the rest of the Summer, Terri and I continued our affair but I never did get the opportunity to fuck her. Instead, she taught me the joys of not only tit-fucking, but hand jobs, blow jobs, pussy licking and once, she even let me dry-fuck her with her panties on.

Then one day Terri notified my dad and I that I had passed all of my schooling requirements and that she was leaving. We tried to convince her to stay but she said she had already accepted another job offer and left two weeks later.

After Terri left and my 19th birthday got closer, Dad seemed more and more withdrawn. I realized that it was because I had plans to attend college in California and he'd be alone for the first time since mom's death. "Hey, Dad. Can we talk?"

"Sure. What's up, buddy?"

"Well, I know that you've been kind of upset about me going to school and all, but you know that this could be a good thing for both of us, don't you?"

"In what way?"

"Well, I get an education of course, and with me out of the way maybe you can finally look for a woman to fulfill all of your needs instead of dragging me all over the place," I laughed.

Dad sat silently for a few moments before replying. "Jake. You know how much I loved your mother and that since she died I've pretty much kept to myself..."

"... ... with the exception of Terri." I finished his sentence.

Mildly surprised, he looked at me. "Ya, with the exception of Terri. I guess you're right though. You'll be gone at the end of next week and there's a whole lot of life left in these old bones. Maybe I should check out the female population just to see what's out there." With that, he returned to his paperwork, a small smile forming at the corner of his mouth that I had hardly seen in years.

The two weeks flew by quickly. At the airport, Dad and I hugged and promised to keep in touch, which we did. Then in November, I got a message from him on my answering machine.

"Hey, buddy. You were right! There is life out here for your old man. I met a woman named Naomi and she and I have become quite an item. Hope you can get home at Christmas to meet her", and with that the message ended.

I sat there looking at the machine, the name 'Naomi' running over and over in my head. A smile formed as I thought of the excitement I'd heard in Dad's voice. "About time," I sighed, before opening my books for an evening of studying.

Falling for the Step(s) Ch. 02



"Hey, buddy. You were right! There is life out here for your old man. I met a woman named Naomi and she and I have become quite an item. Hope you can get home at Christmas to meet her." And with that the message ended. 

I sat there looking at the machine, the name "Naomi" running over and over in my head. A smile formed as I thought of the excitement I'd heard in dad's voice. "About time," I sighed before opening my books for an evening of studying. 

The weeks seemed to take forever but finally I was on the plane heading home. When I arrived, I called the house and was surprised when no one answered. Instead, there was a message for me. 

"Sorry I couldn't pick you up, buddy, but something came up at work and Naomi and I need to meet some customers for dinner and drinks. Grab a cab and I'll see you in the morning." 

Shrugging I did just that. 

The house seemed pretty much the same but the "feel" was different. After raiding the frig, I slowly explored the rooms to see if I could find the difference. My dad's room was completely different than I remembered it. A Queen-size bed with a full-size mirror mounted at the headboard had replaced the King-sized one that had been there previously. The walls were a light ocean-blue and the drapes and bedding were a deep wine red. Talk about a change. The intimate, sensuous effect almost screamed "Fuck Room." Closing the door behind me, I suddenly felt the drain of my flight and headed to bed. 

Several hours later, I heard someone entering the house but fell back to sleep after recognizing my Dad's voice. It seemed like only moments when I again woke up to hear voices, but of a much different type. Bits and pieces floated though the air "... fuck ... mmmmmppppphhhhhh ... baby ... more ... fill me ... that's it ... harder, honey ... push it deeper ... NOW, BABY, NOW ... CUMMMMIIIINNNGGGGGG." Smiling, I slipped back into a deep sleep. 

The next morning I woke early and was in the kitchen when I heard the delicate sound of a woman's footsteps coming down the hallway. Looking up, I was instantly lost in the vision of one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She was 5-foot 6 inches tall, with jet-black hair that hung almost to her waist, hazel eyes, lightly bronzed skin typical of South Pacific ancestry, and a finely sculptured nose above a pair of full, luscious lips. She was wearing a simple light blue muumuu wrapped around her body and tied above her apparently ample breasts. 

"... excuse me, I said 'Hello'. Is something wrong?" she asked. 

Coming out of my stupor, I heard her voice. Even that was gorgeous with its lightly accented French tone. "I'm sorry. I guess I was daydreaming," I stammered. 

Giggling, she replied. "I understand. I have that effect on men some times," stretching her hand out. "I'm Naomi ... and you must be Jacob ... I guess you're going to be my step-son." 

As I extended my hand in return, it suddenly hit me ... step-son? Did she just say I was going to be her step-son? 

Before I could ask, my dad entered the kitchen and pulled me from my seat giving me a huge bear-hug. "Good morning, buddy. How was your trip? I hope it wasn't too much of a problem last night. Naomi and I got stuck at our business dinner and you know how those can be." 

Laughing nervously, I replied, "Ya, I remember. No problem about getting home. In fact, it gave me a chance to get settled in and catch a little extra sleep. It was kind of strange being back though so I didn't sleep real well. It was like I could hear every sound in the house." 

My dad seemed to miss the comment, as he walked over to Naomi and tightly held her at waist but I could tell that Naomi hadn't missed it. Her cheeks turned a light shade of pink as she prepared breakfast for us. 

The breakfast conversation centered on my schooling and then on dad and Naomi's relationship. They talked of their upcoming plans to get married and dad said that he hoped I wasn't upset about the idea or that they had set the date for the second Saturday in January. I knew that I wouldn't be able to attend due to school but after taking another look at Naomi, I realized that this woman was everything he deserved and I told him it was all right with me. Then I excused myself and explained that I was planning on looking up a few of my friends and wouldn't be back until late. 

Like many things in life, my plans didn't quite work out and I was walking back in the house just after 11:00 that night. A sense of déjà vu seemed to fill the air as I entered the darkened house. Figuring that Naomi and dad were probably asleep, I slipped my shoes off and slowly walked down the hallway to my room. Once again the door to dad's room was open and I heard a soft moan coming from within. It was different this time, however, and when I looked in, I saw only Naomi there, standing before a mirror. Her skin shimmered in the light from the candles she had lit throughout the room and the smell of a delicate incense drifted into the hallway where I stood. 

She was standing there completely naked with her back to me, lightly touching herself as if examining every inch of her body. Gently, she ran her hands through her hair fluffing it and letting it fall down her back and across her breasts before slowly sliding the tips of her fingers down her throat. I lost sight of what she was doing until I moved slightly and saw the reflection of her hands encircling her tits, massaging and teasing them. After several minutes, she took her right hand away and licked the tip of her index finger before returning it to her left nipple. Even from my place in the hallway I could hear the sharp intake of her breath and see how her body was responding to the touch. 

I was frozen by the sight and I stayed and watched as she repeated the same process to her right nipple causing her to moan even louder. For an instant, it seemed as if her legs were going to give out on her and she would fall but instead, she braced herself against the bureau next to the mirror. 

I thought of leaving but was puzzled when she reached into the top drawer of the bureau and pulled out an object that I could not see. Then I heard the soft, muted buzzing sound that could only come from one source. Sensuously, she lowered herself into a chair that I had somehow missed earlier. Her left hand began to caress her breast once again as her right hand moved gently yet purposefully across her stomach and lower to settle between her legs. It was only then that I finally heard her speak, "Yesssss. Mmmmmmm. So good ... mmmm ... right there ..." 

Awe struck by what I was witnessing, I moved just enough to get a clearer view from the reflection in the mirror. The thumb and index finger of her left hand were now spreading her pussy lips to reveal the entrance to her womanhood while she used the vibrator in her right hand to tantalize and heighten the sensations coursing through her as she rubbed it against her clit. 

"Ohhhhhh, I need this so bad. Mmmmmm ... I wonder what it would feel like? I wonder how big his cock is and how it would feel buried deep in my pussy? Is his cock bigger or smaller than his father's? Ohhhhh, god, I can't believe I'm even thinking about him. So young, so strong and handsome ... now ... now ... fuck me ... fill my pussy ... deeper ... harder ... cum ... cum ... cummmmmiiinnggggggg." She sighed as she settled deeper into her chair while pushing the vibrator harder against her aroused pussy. It seemed that almost by chance, she looked up into the mirror at that moment and noticed me standing in the shadows in the hallway. Our eyes met and I felt a warm, wetness form in the front of my pants as my cum shot from my cock and soaked my clothing. Embarrassed, I quickly went to my room to clean up and go to bed, yet every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was Naomi's naked body and her lust-filled eyes staring back at me. 

The following morning she acted as if nothing had happened and the rest of the holiday quickly sped by. All too quickly, I was back on a plane headed for school. I didn't get a chance to come home again for several years. It seemed that my schedule and my dad's just never matched up. Then in April of my Senior year, I got the call I had dreaded all my life. My dad had been flying to a business conference and his plane had gone down over open water. A search was underway but there was no sign of any wreckage or survivors at that time. 

I immediately notified my school advisor and was given a 'Leave of Absence'. Just before climbing onto the plane to go home, he texted me and told me that due the circumstances and my excellent grades I wouldn't need to come back but could complete my courses by e-mail if I wanted to. At that moment, school really didn't seem all that important. 

Just a little under six hours later I arrived at the airport and grabbed a taxi home. The house seemed exactly as it had been during my previous visit but once again it felt different, something was missing and I knew exactly what it was: Dad. 

I found Naomi sitting in the living room talking on the phone to someone and she gestured that she'd be done in a moment. I didn't want to eaves drop, so I walked to the kitchen to grab something to drink when I saw someone in the backyard. Not just anybody but an absolutely, freaking beautiful young woman. 

Just then, Naomi entered the kitchen and saw what or rather who I was staring at. "Oh, I see Sonya's back from her run. Come outside and I'll introduce you to your step-sister." 

"MY STEP-SISTER?" I blurted out as I spun around and almost fell over a chair. 

"Yes," she replied as if it were the most natural thing in the world. 

"I didn't ... I mean you and dad never said a word ..." 

"Well, there are several things we didn't tell you at the time. And a few things we didn't tell you afterwards but ...," she paused and changed the subject. "What do you say we grab a pitcher of lemonade and go out and join her? I can introduce the two of you and then I can tell you both about the call I just received from the Search and Rescue people." 

As we exited the kitchen onto the patio, I heard Naomi call, "Sonya. Sonya, can you come over here? I have someone for you to meet." 

Following Naomi, I stood silent as I watched Sonya approach. 

"Sonya, this is your step-brother Jacob. Jacob this is Sonya, my daughter." 

As I stretched my hand out to her, I said, "Hi. Most people call me Jake." 

"Hi, Jake," she replied, smiling and took my hand to shake it. 

The attraction we felt for each other was only too apparent as we continued to hold hands. 

Unfortunately, Naomi broke the mood as she started to talk. "If you'll both take a seat I'll let you know as much as I know at this point." 

The next half hour was filled with more questions than answers but the bottom line was that they had found some debris in the area where my dad's plane was reported to have gone down but they couldn't confirm it was his plane. They also said that it was unlikely my dad could have survived a crash of that type. Further, they wouldn't be able to continue for more than another week due to lack of resources. 

The week seemed to drag on and on but in the end, they weren't able to provide any more information and the search was called off. 

That evening, Naomi and I sat down and talked about what to do next. We decided not to have any type of funeral or memorial service for at least a year since there was a large group of uninhabited islands approximately one hundred miles to the south of where my dad's plane went down and he had taught me to never give up. Instead, we decided to put out a bulletin to all ships that might go into the area to watch for my dad and offered a reward for any information that led to his rescue or recovery. We also decided that I needed to complete my education but that I'd do it from home. 

When we were done, Naomi said she was tired and headed to the master bedroom while I stayed up thinking. After about an hour, I also began to feel sleepy and headed towards my bedroom only to see Naomi's bedroom door open almost half-way. 

Looking in, I noticed she was lying on the bed nude but I could hear her moaning softly. Thinking that she was having a bad dream about my dad I started to enter the room but stopped and turned to leave when I saw her move. It was then that I heard her whisper, "Please don't go." 

Turning back towards her, I was startled to see her looking directly at me. 

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you. I heard you moaning and was going to make sure you were ok but ... well I saw you weren't wearing anything so I figured it would be best if I left." 

She hesitated for a few seconds before whispering, "That's not what you did last time." 

Unsure of what to say I stood there before replying softly, "I'm not sure what you're talking about." 

Sitting up in bed, she didn't bother to cover herself as she spoke in a subdued voice, "Yes you do. I saw you in the mirror that night and I know that you saw me looking at you so please don't lie." 

Embarrassed, I muttered, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stare that night. It's just that you're so beautiful." 

Looking down at herself she questioned, "You think so?" 

I answered without hesitation, "Hell yes. I think you're one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen." 

A blush seemed to cover her cheeks and descend until it blended with her bronze skin. "You're just like your dad. You seem to know exactly what to say or do to help a woman." 

"My pleasure," I replied as I bowed as though I were a Southern Gentleman of long ago, "Anything to help a lady in distress." 

She didn't say a word as I backed towards the door until I touched the handle. Only then did she ask, "Jacob, I know this is going to sound strange but ... mmmm ... would you ... I mean ... I really don't want ..." 

Standing there unsure of what she was asking, I waited until she blurted, "I really don't want to be alone tonight so I was wondering if you'd mind spending the night with me and hold me?" 

Dozens of reasons to say 'No' rushed through my head until she said, "Please." That one word sent all of my reasons for denying her request crashing to the floor and I found myself answering 'Yes' instead. 

With fluid, graceful movements, she slid under the covers and I began to follow until she whispered, "Lock the door. I don't think Sonya would understand if she happened to come in." 

Reversing myself once again, I quickly locked the door and then moved towards Naomi. 

Silently, she pulled back the covers revealing herself to me as I stripped down to my boxer-briefs and stood next to the bed frozen like a deer in the headlights of a car. 

"36D-25-37," she said. "And before you ask it's all natural." 

Shaking my head I replied, "Huh?" 

"Those are my measurements. Most men seem obsessed with knowing them so I figured I'd get that out of the way." 

The light-hearted way she said it caused us both to start laughing as I slid into bed next to her. She rolled onto her side and she cuddled tightly under my arm, laying her head on my shoulder with her arm across my chest. 

"So nice," she whispered. "Thank you." 

I didn't say a word as I lay there feeling her next to me. Visions of her nude body floated through my mind as I tried to relax and fall asleep which I finally accomplished; then as if hit by a lightning bolt I was wide awake. "What?" I asked myself as I tried to decide what had woke me up. It wasn't until Naomi moved that I felt her hand now resting on top of my undershorts. My body responded immediately and my cock began to grow. 

"So nice," she whispered once again, though this time I was pretty sure she was saying it in her sleep. 

Lying as still as possible I tried to think of anything and everything to stop what I was feeling until she slid her hand inside of my shorts and grabbed my growing cock. Unsure of what else to do I gently whispered, "Naomi ... Naomi." 

Lazily, she opened her eyes and saw me lying there. Something in her sleep-fogged mind must have registered who I was and were her hand was because she pulled her hand away and jumped as if bitten by a snake. 

"What ... how ... SHIT," she groaned. Then she seemed to collapse as she began to cry. 

Instinctively, I held her in my arms and she melted against me as her tears ran down her cheeks and onto my chest. 

"I was dreaming of your dad and thought you were him." 

"I understand. I miss him too," I said soothingly. 

"That's not what I mean." 

Pulling away I looked down at her. "I don't understand." 

Hesitantly she began, "Your dad and I haven't been well ... Let's just say our love-life hasn't been all that great lately. And you look and feel so much like him that I ..." 

"Ya, I get it," I responded. 

Sitting there she seemed to be wrestling with some internal demon before she replied jokingly, "No you haven't but you can if you want." 

"Wha ...?" I started to say before she stopped me by placing her finger over my lips. 

"Jacob, or should I call you Jake?" 

"Either is ok." 

"Ok, Jake. The simple fact is that I'm 38 years old and while most women reach their sexual peak in their early 30's I'm just reaching mine now. I need to feel the touch of a man or occasionally myself, more than I ever have in my life. Just looking at certain men makes me daydream about what it would be like to have them as lovers and my body automatically responds. Tonight ... with you ... it's one of those night. You look so much like the pictures of your father when he was young and feeling your warm, muscular body against mine triggered something in me. I didn't even know I was doing it until you woke me up but, to be honest, I almost wish you hadn't. I wish that you'd ... even if I had thought it was your father." 

Shocked by what she was saying I muttered, "You mean you wanted me to ..." 

Once again she didn't let me finish what I was asking but this time it was her lips that met mine rather than her finger. The sensation was beyond my wildest dreams. It seemed as if everything around us faded away and we were the only two left. I drew Naomi closer and returned her kiss until she pulled away and gasped, "Get your underpants off. I want to see every bit of you." 

Quickly sliding from the bed, I stood and pushed my boxer briefs down and let them fall to the floor. My cock sprang free and stuck out directly in front of me as I moved to climb back into bed only to find my way blocked as she slid to the edge of the bed. 

She leaned forward as she used my distended cock to pull me closer. "So nice," she moaned. "So big and long and thick." And then she slid forward until just her buttocks were on the bed and kissed the tip of my cock. 

Lightning bolts surged through my body as she used just the tip of her tongue to lick across the tip and into the slit. "Ohhhhhh, god," I sighed as she began to slide her hand up and down the length. Instantly, I ran my hands through her hair and held her in place as my hips began to move. 

With each thrust, she took more and more of my cock into her mouth until she suddenly gagged and pulled away. "Definitely longer than your father," she mewed before taking just her index finger and thumb to try and encircle the base. "Thicker, too." 

Bending down slightly, I took one of her breasts in my hand and began to fondle it as I moved towards her nipple, only to have her pull away and slide back onto the bed. 

"No need for that this time, baby," she whispered as she spread her legs to reveal herself to me. The heady aroma of her arousal filled my nostrils as the faint light from the backyard seemed to reflect off the slick moistness that was not only covering her pussy but her inner thighs. "I'm so fucking horny right now you don't need to do a thing except put that big, beautiful cock of yours deep inside of me and fuck me," she finished as she opened her arms in invitation. 




Falling for the Step(s) Ch. 02



Her invitation was all I needed as I crawled onto the bed and between her legs. Though I was no longer a virgin, this would be my first time with an older woman and desires buried deep inside of me flared, especially when I thought about the fact that she was my step-mother. Crawling up her body, I felt her breasts glide across my chest and was surprised to find not only her nipples hardening but mine too. Suddenly I felt my cock glide across the warm, slick entrance to her pussy and froze. 

She sensed my hesitation. She reached between us and grasped my cock in her strong hand while lifting her hips to capture the head between her pussy lips. 

"My dad always told me there were two different types of men when it came to making love to a woman ...," I started but for the third time she stopped me as she finished my comment. 

"I know. A 'fucker' is just interested in their own pleasure while a 'lover' makes sure his partner is satisfied as well ... but did he ever tell you the last of that?" 

Shaking my head, she finished. 

"There are times when a woman wants her lover to be a fucker. She wants him to take her, fuck her, possess her, and make her his. THAT is exactly what I want tonight. I don't want a 'lover'. The memory of your father is still too new. What I need is fucker. Someone to take me and pound my pussy so hard it feels like he's going to shove his cock all the way through me. I need someone to fill my pussy with his hard cock and fuck me until I can't move and then I want him to fuck me again. Do you think you can do that?" 

All I had time to do was nod before she wrapped her legs around my hips and began to pull me down, forcing my cock into her. 

"God you're big," she said as I said, "God your tight," simultaneously. 

Laughing, we stopped and waited as her pussy relaxed and stretched. 

"Just how big are you?" she asked demurely. 

"I've only had one lover ask me that and when I couldn't tell her she pulled out a tape-measure. She said I was 8 and a half inches long and a bit under 4 inches around." 

"Mmmmmm ... I like the sound of that," she purred as she began to slowly move her hips in circles. "I can feel your cock rubbing against the walls of my pussy. It's getting me so fucking horny." 

I could feel the changes taking place in her pussy as her tunnel relaxed and stretched while her juices started to flow over my cock. 

"Now, baby. Push ... Push you cock all the way in me. Fill me with that bar of flesh of yours. Push it all the way to the bottom," she said before suddenly grimacing as I pushed. 

Instantly, I stopped but she reached around and dug her fingernails into my ass as she pushed her pussy up onto my shaft. "Don't stop. No matter what, don't stop. If feels so ... oh god ... it feels good. Push it ... push your cock in me ... fill my pussy with it and fuck me. Oh god, I feel like such a slut ... a filthy little slut begging for a cock and I love it. Ram that cock of yours into me until I can't take any more," she panted. 

Hearing her begging for my cock, I knelt up and grabbed her hips before thrusting into her ... hard and deep. 

"AAAIIIEEEEEEEE," she screamed as I forced the length of my cock into her until I hit bottom. 

It was as if a switch had been thrown as she thrashed under me. I had never seen a woman react to the pleasure/pain of having my cock pressing against her cervix the way she was. 

"Harder ... harder ... don't stop ... fuck me ... oh god ... fill me ... fuck your step-mother," she chanted as I withdrew my cock until jut the head was imbedded within her pussy before driving back into her. 

"Yes ... yes ... more ... more ... fill me ... fuck me," she grunted each time I thrust into her. 

Then suddenly, she pressed against my chest and whispered, "I need you to stop for a second." 

Disappointed, I stopped, thinking I had done something wrong until she smiled up at me as she grabbed some pillows from the bed. 

"Here. Grab my ass and lift me up. Then put these under me so my hips are pointing up and you can get deeper," she whispered seductively as she held me tighter with her legs. 

Doing as she had asked, I slipped the pillows under her and was surprised by the sensations the new angle provided as well as how deep I was in her. 

"Now fuck me. Pound my pussy, lover." 

Bending over, I took a nipple into my mouth as I drove back into her depths. 

"Oh god yesssss ... Yessss ... yes...," she hissed. "That's it ... suck my tit, baby ... bite my nipple ... OHHHH GODDD, I can't believe you're going to make me cum already," she said as she pulled me tighter with her legs and began matching me thrust for thrust, each time pushing her pussy up to meet my descending cock. It took only a minute or two until her whole body started to quiver and shake and she let go with a low groan that increased to an ear-shattering wail, "Gonna cum ... gonna cum hard ... fuck me ... oh god ... now ... cumming ... now ... cccuuUMMMIIINNNGGG!" 

I slowed as I felt her pussy muscles clamp on my cock and try to milk the cum from my balls. Trying to avoid cumming, I started to count backwards. Then just as she relaxed, I pulled my cock entirely from her pussy and grasped it on my right hand. 

"No ... please ... no," she pleaded. "Put it back in me. Fill my pussy." 

Mischievously, I slapped my hard cock down in her distended clit several times as her eyes sprung open as she spiraled off into another orgasm. 

"Wha ...? AAAIIIEEEEEEEE." 

In the midst of her orgasm, I plunged my cock into her and knew that this time I wasn't going to stop until I had cum. She had asked me to be a fucker and now was the time. "Time to get fucked, Naomi. Time to take you and fuck you the way I want to," I murmured. 

She quickly released the hold she had on me and spread her beautiful brown legs as wide as possible while I grabbed her hips for leverage and pounded into her. "Fucking you ... Fucking you just like you asked ... Just like a filthy little slut ... Fucking my step-mom and filling her pussy with my cum." Then almost as an afterthought, I slid my hand down to her pussy and rubbed my thumb against her clit. 

Her response was immediate as she shivered, "Ohhhhh ... yesssssss ... that feels so good ... don't stop ... ohmigod ... ohmigod ... three ...three ... never done three ... making me cum again," she cried out as she had another orgasm. 

Hearing her and feeling her pussy tighten on my cock inundated my senses and I felt my cock enlarging as I grew closer and closer to exploding myself. She felt my cock expanding inside her pussy and she knew I was on the verge of cumming. 

"Do it, baby. Let me feel that big cock of yours squirting cum in my pussy," she moaned. 

"But I'm not wearing a ... I could get you ..." 

"I don't care. Coat my pussy with your thick, white cum. Fill me until it drips from me," she groaned. 

I was unable to hold back any longer. I leaned forward and pumped my cock in and out of her pussy harder and harder. Beneath me, she bucked up against me with each thrust. Deep inside, I could feel my cum boiling over and racing up my cock. "OH FUCK, I'm going to cum in your pussy," I cried out as I felt my cock explode inside her as strand after strand spewed from the tip and coated the walls of her pussy and cervix. 

"Mmmmm ... your flooding my pussy, baby. I can feel how warm it is in my pussy and I can even feel a little starting to drip down along my ass crack." 

Lights seemed to flash before my eyes and then I drifted off into a dark void in space. When I returned, I felt my cock begin to soften and I started to withdraw but Naomi had other ideas. 

Swiftly, she wrapped her legs around me and grabbed my ass as she pulled me all the way inside her. "Not yet, baby. Leave your cock inside me for awhile. It feels so good," she sighed. 

Gingerly, I stretched out on top of her conscious of the pillows beneath her and how they elevated her hips and pussy pressing them against me. It was then that I realized what it was that she truly wanted; a child. She wanted me to get her pregnant. That was why she wanted the pillows under her and why she wanted me to stay inside her. 

After a few moments, I noticed that she had fallen into a light sleep. An idea crept into my mind and just the thought of it caused my cock to begin to harden again, waking Naomi. 

"Doesn't that thing ever get soft?" she teased. 

"Not when I've got a sexy woman like you." 

"Mmmmm ... compliments like that will get you everywhere," she sighed. 

"I was hoping you'd feel that way," I teased as I pulled out of her and quickly flipped her over so she was lying on her stomach with the pillows now under her hips and stomach. 

"What are you up to?" she asked as I straddled her legs and rested my cock in the crack of her ass. 

Tensing, she squirmed under me. 

"I don't do that," she said leaving no doubt as to what she was referring to. 

"What are you talking about?" I quizzed. 

"I don't do anal," she replied seriously. 

"That's fine ...," I replied as I pulled her hips up and back towards me until she was on her hands and knees, "... I don't either," and slid my hardened cock down the crack of her ass to the still pouting lips of her pussy. "... but I LOVE doing doggy-style," I finished as I thrust into the depths of her pussy in one long, continuous push driving her face-first into one of the few pillows she didn't have under her. 

"AAAAaaggghhhhhhh," she grunted as I hit the bottom of her pussy again. 

"This is what you really wanted isn't it?" I asked as I began to slide in out of her pussy. "You don't give a shit about being taken or possessed all you want is to get pregnant isn't it?" 

"Yes ... yes ... yes ...," Naomi muttered. 

"Then that's what you're going to get. I'm going to fill your pussy with so much cum it drips from you like a leaky faucet," I growled. 

Naomi looked over her shoulder at me. A look of desire burning in her eyes, "Do it. I've wanted a baby since your father and I got married. Now I have you buried deep inside of me. Fill my pussy with your cum. Knock me up, get me pregnant, give me a baby, your baby." 

Gripping her hips harder, I increased the pace as I felt her pussy juices flowing from her and being churned into fuck butter around the base of my cock. 

"Fuck ... fuck ... fuck," she chanted as I pounded into her. "Push your cock deep in me! Deep ... deep ... deep ... Yes ... fuck my pussy. I want it so bad ... fill my belly with your cum. Mark my pussy. Make it your pussy. Pound me ... stretch me so that no other man will ever be able to please me the way you are right now ... Fuck ... fuck ... fuck ... Harder!" 

As she continued begging for my cum, I hammered at her pussy with a desire matched only by the determination to give her what she wanted and get her pregnant. My cock had never been harder or more sensitive. 

She looked back over her shoulder again as I continued to pump into her. 

I had never seen anything so beautiful in my life. Her hair was disheveled, a sheen of sweat covered her body, her tits swung beneath her and slid across the bed linen matching our rhythm while a squishing, wet sound filled the room each time I plunged into her. All of my senses were being overloaded and I knew there was only one way to finish. 

"Do you really want this? Do you really want me to cum in your pussy again and fill you with my cum?" I yelled having totally forgotten about Sonya and that she might hear us. "DO YOU REALLY WANT TO HAVE MY BABY?" 

"YES! YES!" Naomi cried back. "I WANT IT!! GIVE IT TO ME! FILL MY PUSSY! MAKE ME A MOMMY!" 

"THEN TAKE IT," I growled as drove into her while I reached under her and grabbed a breast in each hand. For the second time that night, I felt her pussy clamp my cock as it erupted sending strand after strand of thick, potent baby-making cum into her willing pussy, coating the walls and seeking the entrance to her womb. 

Suddenly, I heard a noise behind me and glanced into the mirror above the bed. The door was open just the slightest crack yet I was sure I had closed and locked it before joining Naomi in bed. There could only be one answer: Sonya. 

But at the moment I didn't care. The only thing that mattered at the moment was wrapped in my arms as I kept my cock imbedded deep in her pussy. 

Several minutes passed before I heard Naomi whisper, "You realize that we've used both of the positions most frequently advised when a woman wants to get pregnant?" 

"Ya, so?" 

"What happens if I'm not?" 

Leaning forward so my mouth was directly next to her ear I whispered, "If you're not, we'll just have to keep fucking each other until you are." 

Sighing, Naomi pressed back against me as she murmured, "I like the sound of that."



Falling for the Step(s) Ch. 03



 (Edited by "LarryinSeattle")



Several minutes passed before I heard Naomi whisper, "You realize that we've used both of the positions most frequently advised when a woman wants to get pregnant?"

"Ya, so?"

"What happens if I'm not?"

Leaning forward so my mouth was directly next to her ear, I whispered, "If you're not, we'll just have to keep fucking each other until you are."

Sighing, she pressed back against me and murmured, "I like the sound of that."

I gently pulled her close as I rolled us onto our sides while still keeping my now-deflated cock inside of her. It was only then that a question popped into my head. "What if they find dad?"

"No they won't," she replied in a manner that told me she knew far more than she was saying.

Pushing her away, I looked at her and asked, "Why? What do you know?"

Meekly, she began, "Do you remember when I said that there were things that your dad and I hadn't told you?"

"Yes."

She lifted her head and looked me directly in the eyes as she continued, "When your dad and I got married things were great, actually they were fantastic, especially in bed. He pleased me more often and in more ways than any other man I had ever been with but over the last year he started to have problems. He never made a big deal about it and said it was just the stress of the job. What he didn't tell me was that he had already been to see a doctor who had told him he had prostate cancer and that there wasn't anything they could do about it because it was so advanced. Just before he took off for his flight that morning, he gave me these." She rolled over and pulled two letters from her bedside table. "One is addressed to me and the other is to you."

Sitting up, I quickly opened the letter with my name on it and saw my dad's handwriting.

Jake,

If you're reading this, I didn't come home from my last trip. Please forgive me. I've tried to deal with this and the prospect of dying slowly from this damn disease. I find it is more than I can handle. As the old saying goes "It's better to burn out as a blazing rocket then slowly dwindle and go out as a candle." So I've decided to go out like a rocket.

I also have a selfish reason for doing this. I've loved two women in my life: your mom and Naomi. Pretty soon I'll be seeing your mom and I want the satisfaction of knowing that you'll take care of Naomi ... and I mean in all ways. 

You'll find my insurance policies in my office safe; the combination is your mom's birthday. There should be more than enough there to keep you both living comfortably as well as get you through school.

I'm sure you've met Sonya by now. Sorry I didn't tell you sooner. It just never seemed the right time. I've made provisions for her in my will as well. No, she's not mine but if you ask Naomi she'll explain why I did this.

Lastly, Naomi and I have talked about what you saw that night in our bedroom. Yes ... she told me and I'm not mad. In fact, though it may sound strange to hear this from your own father, it got us so turned on we made love afterwards.

Now I need you to take care of her ... in all ways, as I said earlier. I'll warn you now she has a high sex drive and wants children but if you say 'NO' she can make your life ... mmmm ... a challenge. If the two of you do become lovers or if you should decide to have children together, know you have my blessings. 

Remember I love you always,

Dad

When I looked at Naomi I could see tears streaming down her cheeks. "What does yours say?"

"Probably the same thing yours does," she choked.

Gently, I wrapped her in my arms and pulled her close, holding her until she fell asleep. Then I silently slipped back to my bedroom. Though I was pretty sure Sonya had seen her mother and I, it didn't seem quite right to flash it around the house.

The following morning, I woke to the smell of bacon, eggs, and coffee permeating the house. I quickly pulled on a pair of jogging shorts and walked into the kitchen to find Naomi moving about while Sonya sat at the table with a cup of coffee in her hand.

"Are you sure you're ok, mom? You're walking kind of funny," Sonya said as she took another sip for the coffee cup.

Looking over her shoulder, Naomi glanced at me before looking directly at Sonya and replying, "I'm fine, sweetie. I just added a new exercise program and it took a bit more out of me then I thought it would.

"Ahhh, a new exercise," Sonya said but instead of looking at her mom, she raised an eyebrow and looked directly at me. Then rising, she headed for the door. "I have to get going. I'm supposed to meet with Tim and some other friends down at the beach. The weather is supposed to be fabulous so we thought maybe we'd run there today ... or maybe we'll do some exercises, too."

I had no doubt that Sonya had seen her mom and I the night before so I immediately caught the double meaning before she left but didn't say a word to Naomi about it.

For the next two months, Naomi and I managed to slip away discretely, or so we thought, and make love in almost every room of the house. Twice we thought she might be pregnant but both times the test came back negative. 

In the mean time, Sonya and I started to spend a lot of time together going to the beach, going dancing or to the movies, and occasionally just staying at home talking. The strange thing was that the more time I spent with her, the more time I wanted to spend with her and she seemed to feel the same. The attraction we had felt for each other the first day seemed to grow rather than decrease until she finally broke off her involvement with Tim so she could spend time with me. Yet, she never said a thing about what her mother and I were doing.

Then one evening in September, Naomi slid up to me after dinner and whispered, "I've been keeping track of my cycle and I'm pretty sure I'm ovulating today. Meet my by the pool after Sonya goes to bed."

Shortly after 10:00 that night, she said she was tired and was going to bed but it wasn't until well after 11:00 that Sonya finally said she was heading to bed, too. I told her that I was going to clean up the snacks we'd had while watching TV before I followed suit. 

She nodded her head and then leaned over and kissed me gently on the cheek as she whispered, "Have fun exercising with mom." Then she left.

Up to that point, I had only had strong suspicions that she knew about her mom and I but now there was no doubt. Standing there, I began to wonder what I should do. On one hand I was committed to helping Naomi get pregnant (a pretty logical way to think about it instead of admitting that I enjoyed fucking her whenever either of us wanted to). On the other hand was the growing emotions I had for Sonya. In this case, I was just like many other men and my little head won the battle. So I finished straightening the living room and slipped out the kitchen door to meet Naomi.

The night was beautiful. The moon was full and bright, the stars seemed to cover every inch of the sky, and a light breeze was blowing in from the beach. As I looked up at the sky, I spun in a circle to try and take in everything and when I stopped, I was facing the pool but no one was there. Naomi was nowhere to be seen. 

Surprised, I looked everywhere but didn't find her. I even considered going back into the house thinking maybe I had misunderstood when I heard a soft rhythmic creaking sound coming from a wooded area at the very rear of the yard. Slowly, I followed the noise, unsure of what to expect until I entered the small clearing. There was Naomi, totally nude with her hair cascading behind her as she moved back and forth on a swing. The scene was possibly the most naturally sensuous thing I'd ever experienced and all I could say was, "Wow."

Hearing me, she looked in my direction and began to laugh. Not the type of forced laugh you might hear when someone has told a bad joke nor the overwhelming laughter you might hear in a comedy club, but the warm, fulfilling laughter you hear when someone is truly happy.

"Wow," I said again and Naomi smiled.

"Is that all you can say?"

My mind was in a jumble as I continued to stand there. Sexy, sensuous, seductive, natural, a thousand words flew through my mind as I tried to find one to describe how beautiful she looked and absolutely none was good enough.

She leaned back further in the swing and went higher and higher as she spoke. "I haven't been on a swing since I was a little girl. My family had one in our backyard but your dad never said a thing about this being here."

"I didn't know either," I stammered.

"WWWEEEeeeeeeee," she called as she moved back and forth.

I found myself laughing, too as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Gradually she slowed the swing and then with a little jump flew off of it to land on the ground. When she turned towards me, the moonlight and stars coated her body with a glow and when she moved, it was with all the grace and beauty of a woman who knows herself and how she affects others, especially men.

"You're gorgeous," I sighed.

Without a word, she wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me down to meet her lips in possibly the most passionate kiss we'd ever shared. "I waited for you by the pool but when you didn't come out I just decided to start exploring."

"I'm sorry. It just seemed that Sonya was never gonna go to bed." 

Sighing, Naomi pulled away and looked up into my eyes. "I think we need to talk."

Those are not the words that anybody, man or woman, wants to hear. When I released her, she walked back to the swing and took a seat.

"Jacob," she began, "Your dad and I had a great love-life as well as sex-life. We felt an attraction from the moment we met. All we wanted was to be together and when we were, "POW" the world exploded. We did everything together ... and everywhere ..." she trailed off.

I leaned against a tree and waited for what I knew was coming.

"We made love in every room of that house, including yours," she whispered as if to hide it from me. "Our bedroom, in the kitchen, in the living room, on the patio, by the pool, hell we even did it in the pool," she giggled. "The only place we didn't do it was here on this swing," she whispered as she gave herself a push and began to slowly move back a forth.

"That's why I want our last time together to be here."

"Last time?" I asked more out of reflex than surprise.

"Yes. I've thought about it a lot. I've seen the way you and Sonya act together. You try to hide and deny what is evident to everyone else, especially me. So tonight I want you to be my lover one last time. I want it to be something we'll both enjoy and remember the rest of our lives because of its beauty and passion. If I get pregnant, so much the better but if not, well ... then it just wasn't meant to be."

Dumbstruck because I refused to believe what she was saying about Sonya and I could be true, I continued to stand there until I heard her as if from far away.

"Come here, lover."

Drawn to her, I walked slowly into her arms. She stood up, pressed herself against me and kissed me, lovingly, tenderly. It's not as if it were the first time we'd kissed like this but the beauty of the night and the underlying fact that this was going to be the last time added to the sensations.

Slowly, I slid my arms around her and pulled her close. When our kiss finally ended, I tried to talk but wasn't able to find the words I wanted. "Naomi ... I ... mmm ... I ... you mean so much ..."

"Shhhhhh," she whispered. "I understand. I will always love you and the time we've been together but that isn't the same as being IN love. Being IN love is a whole different feeling ..." But this time I didn't let her finish as I leaned down and kissed her again.

As our lips and tongues teased and touched, she unbuttoned my shirt and ran her hands over the exposed flesh.

It was if a million light feathers were gliding across my skin and goose bumps popped up everywhere she touched. It was only then that she slid down my body kissing each section that she had revealed.

I couldn't believe the sensations. Her warm breath, her silky smooth hands, the breeze from the beach, all seemed to send me off into a land of dreams. I barely realized she had opened the belt of my pants until she sat back down on the swing and pushed my pants and shorts down my legs. My cock instantly sprang out like a bar of pliable steel.

I moved my hips towards her mouth and she wrapped both hands around my cock before taking the head in her mouth and moaned, "Mmmmmmm."

Her mouth felt so good I almost lost it and came in her mouth immediately. Instead, I looked down at her and saw that she was staring back up at me. "Does my cock taste good, baby? Is sucking my dick making you wet and horny? How does it feel to know you're sucking your step-son's cock? I can tell it's getting you turned on. I can feel the change in your breathing and how your tits are rubbing against my legs," I moaned. 

Removing my cock from her mouth, she held it against her cheek and stroked up and down its length with her hand as she fought to catch her breath. "All I know is you better be able to cum a lot tonight, young man ... I want you to make love to me all night ... I want you to pump your cock in and out of my mouth, between my tits and in my pussy. I want to know what it's like to be loved one last time ... and I want you to cum deep inside my pussy. Maybe tonight will be the night," she sighed as she slid my cock back in her mouth.

"AAAARRRggggghhhh," I grunted at the feel of her wondrous mouth on my cock while she used her tongue to play with the tip and slit. Without thinking about it, I slipped my hands through her hair around to the back of her head and began to pump my cock into her mouth as if I were fucking her pussy.

Suddenly, a new sound filled the air. Looking down, I realized that she had opened her mouth just like in a porn movie and the grunting, gurgling sound was coming from her as her hands raced up and down my shaft. I also saw her saliva escaping from her mouth and dripping down to coat her tits and cleavage.

I stepped back to pull my cock from her mouth, quite possibly one of the hardest things I had ever done. A look of lust and disappointment filled her face before I moved forward again but pointing my cock lower. "Sit up. Wrap your tits around my cock and let me fuck them," I grunted.

Smiling, she did as I asked and grabbed a tit in each hand.

To her surprise, I grabbed my cock and instead of placing it in her cleavage, I slapped one nipple and then the other.

A sound somewhere between a moan and a cry escaped her lips. "Yessssss ... more ... play with them .... slap them with your hard cock ... I never knew it could feel like this ... so arousing and so wicked at the same time."

I could see her nipples hardening from what I was doing to her. Her face was flushed and her eyes seemed to be rolling back into her head each time I slapped a nipple. I knew we both wanted more so I finally slid my cock between her tits as she pushed them together.

"That's it, lover. Put your hard cock between my tits and fuck them," she told me. "Put it between my big, warm tits and fuck them just you would my pussy."

I began to pump my cock in and out of the tunnel formed by her tits as she held them together. I had never imagined it could feel so good.

"Come on, sweetie. Pound them. Let loose and fuck them hard," she said, softly.

She moved her tits up and down on my cock as I matched her movements. I thrust up as hard as I could and my cockhead hit the underside of her chin, leaving a little spot of precum. Hunger filled her eyes as she looked down at my jerking cock and opened her lips. 

I took the hint and slid my cock higher, pushing my cockhead into her mouth. Her hands were still pushing her breasts up and down on my cock while she sucked on the head of my cock. It was a sight that I know I'll never forget.

Lost in a lust-filled fog, she moved her hands from her breasts and grabbed my ass, pulling me against her. This caused more of my cock to slide into her sucking mouth. The sound of her moans echoed through the woods.

"Ohmigod, so good. So fucking good. You're going to make me cum soon," I told her. 

Her full, wet lips smiled around my cock as she pushed her tits around my cock again, the soft, warm flesh encircling it as she slid them up and down my length. 

I felt like I could cum at any minute, but she seemed so into it that I tried to hold back.

"Ohhhhh, come on Jake. Fuck them. Fuck my tits really hard," she begged. 

I fucked in and out of the groove between her breasts so hard that it started the swing moving until she got on better footing and pushed herself against me. My cock disappeared into her tit flesh over and over again. "I can't hold it back much longer ... I'm gonna cum," I warned. 

She looked up at me with lust in her eyes, "It's okay, honey. Cum all over my tits ... cover them with your cum. Fuck your step-mommy's tits and cum all over them," she purred seductively.

Her slutty words triggered the growing sensation in my balls and sent it rocketing towards the tip of my cockhead and her waiting tits. I thrust into her shiny, wet tits as fast as I could. "Oh, FUCK," I shouted as the first spurt shot from my cock and hit her neck before sliding down to cover her tits and dripping from her nipples.

"That's it, baby. Cover my tits with your sticky cum," she cooed. 

I did just that. My balls continued spewing their contents until her face and tits were painted white. Afterwards, I pulled my dick out from the safety of her tits anticipating what I hoped would come next.

Unexpectedly, she grabbed my cock and shoved it in her mouth. She sucked and slurped as her full lips moved up and down on my thick cock, kissing and cleaning every inch. When there was absolutely nothing left, she let it fall from her mouth and rubbed my cum into her tits as if they were a fine body lotion. I only wish I had a camera because it was one of the sexiest scenes I'd ever seen in my life as the starlight and moonlight shimmered off her tits.

Sinking to my knees, I looked up at her and sighed, "My turn," as I settled between her spread legs. Gently, I leaned forward and kissed her juice-coated inner thighs and a low guttural moan escaped her lips, "Aaahhhhh!"

Greedily, I pressed my nose, mouth, and cheeks into her simmering junction. The delicate aroma of her desire and the feel of her slick, smooth skin against my cheeks almost sent me over the edge again. Yet with every ounce of willpower I possessed, I moved with the speed of a snail as I kissed the inner thigh of her left leg while moving closer and closer to the entrance of her womanhood. When I finally came to that junction, I continued to tease by going above it, kissing and licking the skin and the small tuft of hair just above her slit. The aroma of her female musk grew and grew as I continued down to the junction of her right leg. All this caused her muscles to quiver and her skin to form goose bumps.

"Ohmigod, you are such a tease," she breathed heavily.

I lifted my head and looked up at her and said, "I may be a tease but I always follow through and I guarantee satisfaction." At which time, I lowered my face back between her thighs and lightly kissed the outer lips of her pussy. 

The tremor that ran through her body was palpable and the hiss that followed was almost primal, "SSSssshhhhhhhh."

Her outer lips were smooth and shiny from the juices flowing from her opening. The inner lips protruded and pulsed with each heartbeat. The musk of her arousal overwhelmed me as I extended my tongue to slip along the crease of her womanhood.

"Yesssss," she wantonly hissed when the tip of my tongue touched her nether lips followed by a series of indistinguishable grunts and moans as I began an agonizingly slow, upward lick of her trembling petals.




Falling for the Step(s) Ch. 03



The taste rocked me to the core and though I had licked her pussy many times before, this taste surpassed all others. It was sweet, tart, and thick almost like a creamy vanilla pudding. The copious amount never seemed to end as I licked up and down trying to get every bit in my mouth. For a fleeting moment, I imagined that this must be almost what it was like to be an addict ... craving more and more without end.

Naomi's eyes rolled back into her head. Waves of desire traveled throughout her body like ripples in a pond as I continued to devour her. In an attempt to steady herself on the swing, she wrapped her arms around the ropes as she draped a bent knee over my shoulder, the cute toes curling downward, while moving the other leg outward to the side allowing me more access to her famished pussy.

I slid my hands under the swing and helped to steady her by placing them on her lower back. Recognizing the height of her desire, I moved forward once again and placed a kiss on her outer lips before withdrawing. 


Her response was immediate as she used her leg to pull me back to her saliva and juice-coated pussy. "Ohhhh ... yesss ... Eat me, baby ... Eat my pussy!" she encouraged with bated breath and as she shoved her pelvis tighter against my mouth.

Smiling to myself, I kissed, rubbed, and licked her lust-engorged pussy ... except for the prized clitoris. 

She responded with each touch of my tongue. "Oh ... yes ... Oh ... there ... right there ...Oh ...," as her orgasm slowly built within her.

My sole purpose in life at that moment was to please her. My tongue traveled across the outer and inner lips of her pussy before switching to the small tuft of hair on her mons. I was like a cat devouring a bowl of thick cream.

Involuntarily, she began to bounce when I tickled her pussy lips with my tongue, first feathery light then a little harder, using the tip and then the flat of my tongue to intensify her pleasure.

I suddenly knew what my dad had been trying to tell me about the difference between a lover and a fucker. Though I was the one giving pleasure at the moment, I was also receiving pleasure by seeing her response to my touch and ministrations. 

Once again, a gasp escaped her when she felt me begin to suck her inner lips into my mouth and nibble on them. I had always been fascinated with her pussy and tonight I had decided to sample it every way possible. Teasingly, I bit down on them and tugged.

Her response was surprising as she grabbed my head with one hand and pulled me tight against her pussy. "That's it, Jake. Eat my pussy. Nibble on it. Ohhhh ... that feels so wicked."

It was almost as if she wanted all of me inside of her as she pulled me tighter and tighter against her pussy. "Lick it. Push your tongue into me and eat me. Lick my juices. Eat my pussy. Take me," she panted.

From forehead to chin, my face was coated with her juices as were her pussy, inner thighs, and the crack of her ass. The more I licked, the more her juices poured from her and I still hadn't touched her clit. Yet, somewhere deep inside me I knew that now was the time, now was the moment to complete what I had started. With all the stealth of a thief, I pulled from her and then before she could say anything, I flattened my tongue against her protruding bundle of nerves while slipping two fingers deep inside to her.

Her cries filled the night sky as her body shuddered and she began to buck up and down on my fingers while her hands left my head and grabbed her breasts, pinching and pulling them. "Ohmigod ... ohmigod ... going to ... going to ... soon ... soon," she moaned as she tightened her legs around my head.

"Now was the time," I thought to myself as I opened my mouth and captured her clit as if it were her nipple.

She screamed in ecstasy, "AAAAAEEEEIIIIIIIIIIII ... CCCCUUUUMMMIIINNNNNGGGGGGGGGG," until the sound echoed throughout the clearing.

Clenching my hands behind her back, I kept her from falling backwards as her body shook and trembled.

Her orgasm seemed to go on forever until her body relaxed and she released her hold on me.

Stretching her arms towards me in a 'hug me' fashion she sighed between strained breaths, "I've never cum that hard in my life. I can't explain it but it felt almost like I was going to explode and melt at the same time."

Wordlessly, I moved back between her spread legs and wrapped my arms around her. Then I said, "My pleasure."

She pulled me against her chest and ran her hands through my hair. "Actually I think it was my pleasure but we're going to take care of you right now."

Looking up at her, I shifted on my knees until my cock was pointing directly at her gaping pussy but she moved away.

"I want to try something ... something I read about awhile ago," she said as she leaned down and kissed me passionately before standing up. "Sit on the swing," she instructed me.

Unsure of what she had in mind I did as I was told and was surprised when she came back to stand in front of me.

"Ok. Hold on, baby," she purred as she slid first one and then the other leg through the ropes of the swing and settled onto my lap, my cock nestled between her seething pussy lips. 

I grabbed the ropes of the swing as she leaned back until my cockhead pressed against the very opening of her womanhood. Then with the skill of a mature woman, she sat back up and I slid into her until she was once again settled on my lap, this time with my cock pressing the very depths of her pussy. 

"Now start to swing. Not too fast, just enough for us to see how this feels," she murmured.

Almost instantly, we both felt the difference. While swinging in one direction, her body was being pushed and pressed against me, forcing my cock deep inside of her. When we reached the end of the motion, she was lifted almost entirely off of me and we felt weightless before plunging back down until we hit the other end of the motion and it started over again. 

Neither of us had to say a word to make the swing go higher and higher, our bodies were saying everything that was needed.

"Ohhhhhh ... this feels marvelous," she murmured. "So light and free. It's almost like ... I don't know," she giggled. "... being weightless."

"Let's make sure we don't fall off," I chided.

"I don't think we have to worry about that," she purred as she rubbed her pelvis down hard on my lap, "But just to make sure," she continued as she wrapped her legs under the swing and interlocked them with mine.

Now the two of us were one, or the closest to being one that I thought possible, joined at the legs and pelvis. "Oh I can think of at least one more way."

"What's that lover?"

In response, I pulled her closer and latched onto a protruding nipple almost like a child trying to nurse from his mother.

"AAAAAaeeeeeeeiiiiiiii," she yelped. "No fair!" She smiled as she pulled me tight against her chest. "This is what I had hoped for ... one of the things I had hoped for," she mused as she closed her eyes. "To feel a child nursing on me ... sucking on my nipple ... waiting for the milk to flow into their mouth ... nurturing them."

"MILK?" I mumbled.

Laughing, she pulled me away. "Yes, silly. Don't you remember anything Terri taught you?"

"Ya, I just thought you meant ...," but then I stopped. "How did you know about Terri?"

"Your father wasn't nearly as naïve as the two of you thought. He knew about you two almost from the start and he told me about it one night after we'd ... well, you can imagine."

Bemused, I continued to swing waiting for her to continue.

"Were you hoping I'd have milk in my tits? Maybe hoping that you'd get to suck them and taste mother's milk?" Naomi chided as she reached between us and grasped her tits. "Not yet ... or at least not much. I have noticed that since we've been making love, my tits have been more swollen and occasionally I'll have a small amount of fluid leak from my nipples."

"Can't that mean ..."

"Don't be such a worry wart," Naomi continued. "I've already went to see my GYN. She did some tests and they all came back negative, so I'm fine. She did say this could happen though if I had a lover who liked playing with my tits a lot."

Shocked I looked deep into the eyes, "You mean she knows about us?"

"No, she just knows I've been seeing someone on a regular basis and that according to her, I must have been having some really great sex because of the muscle tone in my pussy and fullness of my tits." Then to accentuate her comment, she clamped around my cock hard while mashing her nipple back into my mouth.

Gradually, the sensations began to overwhelm both of us. The swinging motion, the weightlessness, the deep driving on the return motion, along with her clamping pussy, and my incessant sucking on her nipple built our desires until they felt like a capped volcano ready to erupt.

"Naomi ... I'm ... not ... sure ... I ... can ... hold ... back ... much ... longer," I said in time with our swinging motion.

"I ... know ... me ... too ... Just ... one ... more ... thing ... to ... do."

"One more thing? What more could we do on a swing?" I thought until she released her hold around my body, quickly grabbed the ropes, and leaned back as far as possible.

The new sensation was like nothing I'd ever felt. Then as if from far away I heard her.

"You, too. Grab the ropes and lean back ... hurry."

I did as I was told and I was instantly rewarded with feelings that coursed through my body. Totally free, I felt the air glide across my body as we moved back and forth while the sounds of the evening increased and decreased with each motion. Even the smell of the clearing seemed different as I took in the freshness of the air when higher up and the deeper, heavy musky smell of the earth along with just the slightest aroma of Naomi when closer to the ground. But most of all I felt the how our bodies were joined together. 

She must have felt it, too because she began to tighten and loosen her pussy muscles to match the rhythm of our swinging. "Sooooooo goooood ... Sooooo deep ... soon ... very soon ... arrrrgghhhh ... going to ... now ... now ... OHMIGOD ... CUMMMIINNGGGGGG," she screeched.

My mind became a blur as I felt her body drive against me, taking my cock deeper and deeper inside her until I felt it pressed against her cervix. But the feeling only lasted a second before the swing plunged back down, drawing us apart.

"NOOOOOOOOOO," we yelled simultaneously before clawing and pulling at the ropes of the swing to bring ourselves back into a seated position. Quickly, we wrapped our arms around each other holding each other.

I felt her trembling in my arms as her orgasm continued to flow through her, causing her pussy muscles to rhythmically glide up and down my cock almost like the motion of the swing or the surf of the sea that I could just barely hear. It was triggering my orgasm. "Now," was all I could mutter into her ear before I felt the searing heat of my cum rocketing up and into her clutching pussy. Somewhere deep in the recesses of my mind I knew that 'now' meant more than just that I was about to cum but that this was the time ... the time when we would finally succeed in getting her pregnant.

She didn't say a word as she clutched me closer. I felt her body spiral off into orgasmic bliss but the scratch marks on my back and the bite on my shoulder were more than enough testimony to the intensity of it.

Oblivious to the world, we sat there in each other's arms as our fluids mixed and flowed. The afterglow of our love making wrapped around us until it felt as if we were the very center of the universe and nothing else mattered. 

Slowly, I felt Naomi relax in my arms and melt against my chest before she spoke. "I don't think I can even make it to the house. You've worn me out. You've given me everything a woman could ever hope for in a man, a lover, and a ... step-son."

With those words I knew that this had indeed been the last time we would be together as lovers and that, as of the next morning, I would be her step-son in every sense. Yet, I also knew that the night wasn't over and that there was at least one more thing I could do to help and please her. "Darling, wrap your arms around my neck," I whispered. 

She nuzzled against me and did as I asked.

Then, leaning forward, I carefully stood while keeping my slowly deflating cock inside her almost like a cork keeping a valued liquid inside a bottle. "Now wrap your legs around me if you can."

She was barely able to comply as I slid my hands down her back and under her legs holding her in place. Almost in a dream state, she shifted her legs around me and locked her ankles together before I silently carried her back to the house.

"Thank you," she whispered. "Thank you for everything."

Silently, I continued until I got to the house, holding her close, feeling her body against mine, my deflated cock still inside of her. Then, just before I stepped onto the porch, I saw Sonya sitting in a chair watching us.

She didn't say a word as she stood up and opened the door allowing me to carry her mother into the house and to her room. I gently laid Naomi on her bed and started to walk out. Then, for whatever reason I have never been able to figure out, I turned and said the three words I'd never said before. "I love you." Then I left.

Sonya was waiting in the hall. "I heard what you said."

"I know," I replied as I headed to my bedroom.



Falling for the Step(s) Ch. 04



The following morning I felt the difference before I even left my room. 'The tension was thick enough to cut with a knife,' as the old saying goes. Quietly, I entered the kitchen and found Naomi sitting there, her eyes red and her face covered with tears. 

"Sonya knows," was all she said before getting up and walking to the master bedroom. 

I had been aware that Sonya knew about her mom and I for several months but the events of the past night had brought it all to the forefront. I knew I needed to deal with it by being totally honest. 

I left the kitchen and found Sonya sitting in a chair next to the pool. "Sonya," I called. "I think we need to talk." 

Spinning, she glared at me. "BULLSHIT!!" was all she said before diving into the pool. 

Not to be deterred, I dove in after her and surfaced beside her. 

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" she yelled. "I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU." 

"Well, I want to talk to you," I replied. 

"I DON'T CARE!" she screamed and tried to swim away. 

Without even realizing what I was doing, I grabbed her ankle and pulled her back. 

She surfaced and yelled, "LET ME GO!" 

"And what if I don't? What are you going to do? Hit me?" 

As if that were all the incentive she needed, she slapped me as hard as she could. My head snapped sideways and the entire constellation appeared before my eyes, but I continued to hold her. 

"Now let go," she growled, no longer yelling. 

"No, we need to talk." 

"About what? The fact that you've been fucking my mother for months or the fact that you and I have been spending so much time together and I thought maybe it meant something or maybe it's about the fact that you told my mom you loved her last night?" 

"All of it." 

Trying to pull away again, Sonya fumed, "Well, I DON'T want to talk about it." 

Quickly, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her against me, her back against my chest. "In that case just listen. You and I both know what this is actually about. It has nothing to do with the fact that I've been making love to your mom. You've known about that for months. It does have EVERYTHING to do with how you and I feel about each other and what you heard or think you heard last night." 

Spinning in my arms, Sonya glared up at me and spoke quietly, "Fuck you. I know exactly what I heard last night. You told my mom you loved her." 

I loosened my grip on her and looked into her eyes before replying. "You're right. I did. Your mom is an extremely beautiful, intelligent, and passionate woman ... and I do love her but ...," 

I didn't have the chance to finish before Sonya pulled from my grip and tried to knee me in the balls. 

"Fuck you ... and fuck her," she continued as she fought to rapidly walk out of the pool. "Oh, that's right ... you already did." 

Refusing to fall into her trap I continued, "... but, I'm not IN LOVE with her," stressing the words 'in love.' Then in a softer, gentler voice I finished, "I'm IN LOVE with you." 

She stopped as if she had suddenly run into an invisible brick wall. Then she slowly turned, asking, "What did you just say?" 

I knew that just like in all the romance novels I had ever joked about, this was probably the one and only time I'd have the chance to tell her how I felt and about what had been going on between Naomi and I. "I said, I'm IN LOVE with you." 

She stood there looking at me and then down at the water, thinking, before looking back up at me again. "But you said you loved her and the two of you have been f ... mmm ... together for months," she continued. 

I could hear the questions in her voice and took the 'leap of faith' that people joke about in situations similar to this. "Could we get out of the pool and talk? I think there's a lot I need to explain and a lot of questions you need to have answered." 

She turned and headed for the stairway leading out of the pool before stopping and in a joking manner asked, "Well ... are you coming?" 

She and I talked for the next two hours. We talked about how my dad had disappeared and the notes he'd left Naomi and I. We talked about her mother's grief and hopes of having a family with my dad and how everything seemed so natural the first time her mother and I made love. We talked about the frustration of not getting her mom pregnant and our continued attempts to do so and finally we talked about how the night before was to be our last time because of the feelings growing between her and I. 

Sonya fell silent as she thought about what I said and at just that moment, I saw Naomi looking out the kitchen window at us, smiling and tears running down her face. 

"So let me get this straight. Your dad disappeared or more probably killed himself because he was terminal with prostate cancer," then more quietly to herself, "which is probably why he couldn't get mom pregnant," before continuing, "and you ended up in bed with her trying to comfort her due to her grief. Is that right?" 

"Yep" 

"Then the two of you end up doing 'the nasty' together before she shows you the letter from your dad. In the letter he tells you what he's doing and why and that it's your responsibility to take care of her, including becoming her lover and getting her pregnant. Also, that the two of you have his blessing to do it. Did I miss anything so far?" 

"Nope." 

"So the two of you have been f ... mmm ... messing around trying to get her pregnant ... but in the mean time, you've been feeling the same things I have when we've been spending time together and so you and my mom called off your ... what should I call it? ... arrangement last night after being together one last time." 

"Yep, that's it except for two corrections." 

"And what are those, if I may ask?" 

Slowly reaching out, I took her by the hand and held it as I spoke. "First, I want to be totally honest with you. When your mom and I first became lovers it was because she wanted a baby but as time went on, I did it not just to get her pregnant but because your mom is one beautiful woman and one hell of a lover." 

She pulled away from me and slapped me playfully on the arm. "Ok, you don't have to be THAT honest." 

"The second thing you need to know is that the feelings I have for you I've felt since the first time we held hands like this. Call it 'love at first sight' or whatever but I knew from the first time I met you that I wanted to be with you even if you are my step-sister." 

The joy that had begun to brighten her face suddenly disappeared as if a cloud had covered the sun. 

"Fuck, fuck, FUCK," she screamed. "I'M YOUR STEP-SISTER. That means we can't ... it would be incest." 

It was at that moment that Naomi stepped from the kitchen and walked toward us. Placing her hands on Sonya's shoulders, she spun her so they were looking directly at each other. "Honey, look at me." 

Sonya slowly looked up before Naomi continued. 

"I was worried about the same thing after the first time Jake and I ... well, anyway." 

I immediately caught on to the fact that Naomi had called me Jake instead of Jacob for the first time but decided to wait to ask why until some other time as I continued to listen. 

"In this country, incest can only take place between two people who are related by blood. That means that anything Jake and I did or anything that Jake and you might do is totally legal." 

Sonya wrapped her arms around Naomi's neck and hugged her. "I love you, mom." 

"I love you too, darling," she replied before gently pushing Sonya away, "... and I loved Jake's dad more than I've ever loved any other man including your father. At the same time, I love Jake for what he has given me up to this point and..." looking down and gently rubbing her abdomen, "... what he may have given me for the future. But the simple fact is that I have seen how you look at each other and I have no problem with it. In fact, I'm very happy for the two of you." 

The light in Sonya's eyes almost blinded me as she walked up to me, threw her arms around my neck, and pressed her lips against mine. I wrapped my arms around her waist and held her there as we shared our first kiss. It only seemed like a second but when we finally pulled apart, both of us were panting for breath. 

Naomi laughed and joked, saying, "Why don't the two of you get a room?" 

No to be outdone, Sony replied, "Can we borrow yours?" 

Awestruck, Naomi and I stood there as she thought about what Sonya had asked and what it would mean for all of us. Then almost in a whisper she replied, "If you truly want to, yes, you can use my room." 

Amazed at Naomi's answer, I never had a chance to say a word before Sonya was pulling me into the house. Who in the world would believe that less than twelve hours ago I had made love to Sonya's mom, my own step-mother and now I was about to make love to her? 

We had barely stepped into Naomi's bedroom when Sonya spun around and pulled me against her. "Do you have any idea how long I've dreamt about this? How many times I've fantasized about the two of us being together?" 

I never had a chance to answer before she continued seductively, "More times than I want to admit but now you're mine, all mine." 

Grabbing the front of my shirt, she pulled me to her and kissed me while running her hands up and down my back. Then I felt her pulling the back of my shirt up and over my head. She hardly missed a beat as she pressed back against my bare chest and planted her lips on mine again. 

I never had a woman act so aggressively when making love and, in a way, it was thrilling. For once, I was experiencing what it was to be to be a recipient. 

Her hands never stopped. Sliding down my back, she grabbed my ass cheeks and squeezed them teasingly before moving around to the front and unbuckling my belt. Her hands pushed down my pants and my boxer-briefs slid over my hips and to the floor. Within seconds, she had me totally nude ... a new record for any woman in my life. 

She stepped away and she looked me over as if I were a stallion being examined for purchase or a piece of prime beef ready to be devoured. "Mmmmmm ... nice. I can see why my mom wanted you as a lover," she purred as she ran her fingernails across my shoulders and down my chest. 

I had never felt so over-powered and yet excited. The feel of her nails lightly scratching across my skin thrilled me and my cock immediately began to harden. 

"Ohhhh ... is that for me?" she quizzed. 

"Only if you want it ... and can handle it," I replied almost as a challenge. 

She took up the challenge and headed for the bed, stripping off clothes as she walked, then spun around for me to get my first look at her nude body. "So what do you think? Think you can handle me?" 

It was my turn to be challenged. 

Sonya was 20 years old, only four years younger than me. She was 5-foot, 7 inches tall and, like her mother, she had hazel eyes. Her hair was a glossy brown and her skin was the same light bronze found in most French Polynesian women. She had full, firm breasts that were capped by nipples that were a darker shade and stuck out hard and enticing. Her areola were smaller than her mother's but a deeper shade of bronze from the blood coursing through them. Her body narrowed down to a trim, muscular waist after which it flared to a wondrous pair of thighs (I later found out that her measurements were 34D-24-33). Between the junction of her legs there wasn't even the slightest hint of hair. 

Thrilled by the way I was staring at her, she sat on the edge of the bed and said. "I should warn you before we get started I have a habit of getting really loud and I love to talk dirty. Is that ok?" 

What could I possibly say to something like that? I have never heard of a man who wasn't turned on by a slutty woman, so I simply nodded. 

My response must have been what she was hoping for as well because she slid back onto the bed until she was lying in the center with her legs spread to reveal her seething slit. "Come on Jake, don't just stand there. Come here and fuck me. Fill me with your cock just like you've been doing to my mom. Fill me with your cum." 

As if in a trance, I moved to the edge of the bed. The sight of her quickly overcame any questions or doubts I had as I moved up next to her. Gently, I started to put an arm under her head and lean over to kiss her when she flipped over on top of me encasing my hardening cock between us. "Jake, I know that this is going to sound weird because it's our first time together but I don't want you to make love to me ... I want you to fuck me, hard and deep. We can make love as often as we want later but ... well ... I'm talking about what you and mom have been doing and remembering all the times she screamed when you were going at it has got me so fucking horny. Just feel this ..." she said as she grabbed my hand and knelt up before pushing it between her legs. 

It was hot and slick from her juice. The aroma was fresh and full like her mother's but definitely not her mother's. Pulling my juice-coated hand to my mouth I tasted it ... definitely NOT like her mother's. Her juice was thick and tangy with the slightest taste of salt from the amount of time she spent in the ocean. 

Leaning down, she pressed her hard nipples against my chest as she rubbed pussy against my cock. "See what you've done to me? We can play all we want later but now ... now I just want to feel your cock deep inside of me," she said as she grabbed my shoulders and rolled over pulling me with her. 

Now on top, I steadied my weight as she reached between us and brought my hardened member to her awaiting womanhood. "Put it in me," she sighed. 

All of my defenses and all the years I had spent being a "lover" collapsed as I lowered myself on her. I felt her body tighten and struggle under me as I pushed the head between her outer lips and into the entrance." 

"Ohhhhhh ... fuck! So big. I never imagined your cock would feel so big. I'm ... I'm not sure ... I can take it," she stammered. 

"Yes you can ... and you will," I answered as I slowly pushed against her, forcing more and more of my cock into her waiting pussy. 

"AAaaaagghhhhhhhh," she cried. "No ... no more ... Stop ... stop ... too big ... too much." 

I stopped only to get the surprise of my life when she wrapped her legs around my hips, locking them behind my back and pulled up against me. 

"Don't stop," she said breathlessly. "Don't ever stop. No matter what I might say, don't stop. I want you and I want you to have me. Push that cock of yours deep inside of me. Press against my cervix like you do to mom and if you want ... cum in me. Fill my pussy with your cum ... make me your lover ... make me the mother of your children." 

Hearing her almost pleading with me awakened some primal, animalistic creature buried in the back of my mind ... something from a time when men took their mates by force. "So you've been thinking about this? You've been thinking about what it would feel like to have my cock buried inside of you ... to have your step-brother's cock fucking you and fill you with his cum," I snarled as I forced more of my cock into her. 

"Yes and no," she gasped. "I've thought of having you take me and fuck me. I've thought of what it would feel like to have your cock buried deep inside me and filling me with your cum ... but NOT as my step-brother, as my lover and hopefully my future husband." 

That was all I needed to hear as I grabbed her shoulders and drove my cock the rest of the way into her pussy in one continuous thrust. 

"AAAEEEeeiiiiiii," she screamed as I drove into her and hit bottom against her cervix. Reflexively, her legs flew open and dropped to her sides. 

I knew that I had hurt her and immediately regretted what I had done. I pulled back slightly so I wasn't pressed against her hyper-sensitive cervix and placed my arms under her head. I cradled her to me as tears ran down her face. "I'm so sorry, Sonya. I don't know what ..." 

"Shhhhhhh," she said soothingly. "This is what I wanted ... what I needed. But what I need right now is to stop for just a little while until my pussy gets used to you. I've NEVER had a cock inside me and to tell you the truth, I love it. I can feel every vein on your cock. I can feel how it's stretching me and pressing against all the right places. I can feel it teasing me when it seems to expand and then slowly decrease as the blood pumps through it ... but what I feel the most isn't something physical. I feel how much I love you and how much you love me. Does that make sense?" 

Gazing into her eyes I leaned down and barely touched her lips with mine. "Absolutely," I answered before kissing her. 

Sonya's arms were around my neck and shortly her legs wrapped around my waist once again as she started to slowly grind her clit against the base of my cock. "So nice. So fucking nice and hard. Yours is definitely the biggest thing I've ever had inside me," she cooed. "Now that I've gotten used to it, it feels like I've gone to heaven." 

Slowly I pulled from her depths and a new smell filled my nostrils. Looking down, I was horrified by the sight of blood coating my cock and the inside of her thighs. "What the fuck?" I yelled as I yanked my cock from her clutching pussy. 

A look of disappointment, fear and regret covered her face. 

Suddenly, I understood or thought I did. "Are you ... Were you ... I thought you and Tim?" I stammered. 

The smile quickly returned to her face as she realized the source of my confusion and fear. "Yes and no. Tim is short for Timika. She and I have been friends forever and yes she and I have done a lot of playing together. We've kissed and touched. We've fingered each other and we've even sucked each other's pussy. Once I even let her fuck me with a small strap-on dildo but I've NEVER been with a man. And I can guarantee you that her toy wasn't nearly as big as you are. That's probably why I'm bleeding." 

A sudden wave of doubt flowed over me. I had made love to my share of women but never a virgin. "What do I do now?" I thought. 

Though younger than me, she seemed to instinctively recognize the look on my face as she spread her arms and legs. "It's ok. I wanted you to be my first ... and only. I've thought about this since the first day we met. To tell you the truth, I was jealous of mom when you went to bed with her but not now, not anymore." 

Slowly, I leaned forward and kissed her while making sure to keep my cock from touching her pussy. "I ... as long as we're being honest I've never been with a virgin and I'm not quite sure what to do," I whispered. 

Pushing me away, she laughed as she flipped over on top of me. "That's simple ... You fuck me," she said as she slid onto my cock as if we'd been lovers for years. "SSSssshhhhhh, so nice." 

I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her back down to me, and kissed her as I felt her breasts shift across my chest, her hard nipples bumping against mine. "I love you," I said after breaking our kiss. 

Sitting up in my lap with my cock embedded deep in her pussy, she looked down at me seriously before saying, "I love you too, Jake, but more importantly, I'm in love with you. I feel the same as you said you do. I'm not talking fuck love or brother-sister love, I'm talking complete, total, lifetime, love. I want to be not only your lover, but your partner, friend, confidant, and the mother of your children." 

Surprised, shocked, relieved and overwhelmed, I lay there as what she had just said sank in. I lay there for what seemed like hours but was actually only seconds before I gave the only answer I knew was right, "Yes." 

"Wha ...?" she started to say before I cut her off. 

"I'm in love with you too. I want you to be my lover, my partner, my friend, my confidant, the mother of my children and ... my wife. So the answer to your proposal is ... Yes." 




Falling for the Step(s) Ch. 04



Our kiss was soft and gentle, loving, fulfilling, and so much more. We held each other, never wanting to let go and I only looked away when I thought I heard the barely audible creak of the bedroom door. Opening my eyes, I looked at the door and there stood Naomi, partially hidden in the shadows, a tear running down her cheek and a smile on her face. But the moment was short-lived as I felt Sonya begin to rock on my lap, slowly sliding up and down the length of my slightly deflated cock. 

"Don't worry, darling. I'll get this thing nice and hard again and then I want you to fuck me and fill me with your cum. I want to feel what it's like to be a woman in every sense. I want you to touch my body, stretch my pussy and fill me with cum ... and maybe ... get me pregnant." 

Shifting so she was partially sitting up, she began a dance as old as time as she slid up and down my cock. True to her word, she quickly had my cock rock-hard again as she tighten her pussy muscles, clutching at my shaft when she moved upwards and then relaxed the muscles as she drove herself down until the head of me cock pressed against her cervix. "OOhhhhhhh, feels strange ... feels so fucking good. Just a little pain and then a flash of pleasure ... never stop," she cooed. 

Reaching down, I grabbed her hips and began to match her rhythm, thrust for thrust. I glanced down to where our bodies were joined as one and was surprised to see thick, slightly pink, foam clinging to us. 

"Fuck butter," she giggled as she looked at the surprise on my face. "Nice, thick, slick, fuck butter ... I learned all about it after Tim and I started playing together. I just seem to be one of those women who gets so fucking wet that this happens," she finished as she rotated her hips. 

The feel and look of her pussy along with the slutty comments she was making were getting to me and I soon felt my cock harden even more as my balls started to boil with cum. "Gonna cum soon, darling. Gonna fill your pussy with my cum just like we wanted," I grunted. 

Quickly pulling from me, she flipped onto her hands and knees. "Not yet, lover. Fuck me like this. I want you to fuck me hard and deep. I want to feel your cock driving deep inside me and coating my pussy. I want to feel you pumping your cum into my womb. Breed me ... fuck me like a stallion fucking a mare. Mount me and fuck me," she murmured in lust-filled voice. 

Kneeling up, I moved behind her, her legs spread to reveal her gaping pussy. The animal part of me came out again as I grabbed her hips and drove my cock forward embedding it to the base in one thrust. 

She buried her face in a pillow to lessen her scream as she pushed back against me. Briefly, I stayed there buried deep inside her but that wasn't what our bodies craved as we once again began to move to the dance of love. 

All too soon, I heard her breathing begin to change. "Soon ... soon," she gasped, "just hold on a little longer. Going to cum, too. Going to have my first orgasm from a man ... the man I love. Now ... deeper ... right there ... more ... mmmm ... so good ... that's it ... now ... going to happen ... now ... now ... noWWWW ... OOOHHHHMMMIIIIGGGOOODDDDD," she shrieked. 

The instant she began to orgasm, the muscles of her velvety pussy clamped down on me and I knew all was lost. There was absolutely no way I could hope to avoid what was going to happen ... even if I had wanted to. 

I felt my cum rocketing from my balls and up the length of my shaft before spraying strand after strand of cum deep inside of her waiting pussy. Yet, somewhere in my hazed mind, I remembered to reach under her and cup her breasts, squeezing them and pinching the nipples between my fingers. 

A mutual scream of, "AAAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHH," filled the room as our bodies convulsed and our shared orgasm surged through us. 

Sonya collapsed under me from the intensity and I followed, not by choice but because her pussy was clamped down so hard around my cock. Our bodies trembled and shook as we lay there until we slowly returned from that place of ultimate pleasure. 

I kissed the back of her neck as I rolled onto my side pulling her with me, keeping my slowly deflating cock buried in her. 

"So good, feels so good," she murmured as she fell asleep in my arms and she was right. 

The following morning we awoke still in Naomi's bed. As if it was the most natural thing in the world, we held each other and kissed until we smelled the aroma of breakfast wafting into the room. Our stomachs growled in unison and we laughed as we quickly slipped into our clothes and headed to the kitchen. 

Naomi was sitting at the table as we entered, a smile on her face. "So did you two sleep well?" she asked innocently. 

Before I could say a word Sonya quipped, "What little we got of it." 

My face turned several shades of red according to Naomi and Sonya as they laughed. 

The rest of the day was spent doing the routine things needed. It was only at dinner that I realized something was up as I saw the conspiratorial looks on Naomi and Sonya's faces. 

"Jake," Naomi started, "Sonya and I have had a chance to talk and we need you to listen before you say anything." 

Silently, I nodded. 

"First, I heard what you said to Sonya last night. I knew that you were drawn to each other the moment you met and I couldn't be happier. That being said, I need to remind both of you that contrary to what you may think, Sonya and I come from a very prominent and conservative family so you may not live together in the same room until after you're married." 

"WHAT???" Sonya and I yelled simultaneously. 

"What about last night? What about ...?" I started to say. 

"Shhhhhhh ... calm down and listen," Naomi continued. 

"I didn't say anything about the two of you not borrowing my bedroom. I said you couldn't live in the same room. Besides which, I'm not ready to give up the Master Bedroom yet and I'm DEFINITELY NOT going to make it a habit of sleeping on the couch like last night. Do you understand?" 

Sonya and I both nodded our heads that we did. 

"Number two. Jake, Sonya and I have talked and we both agree that you need to complete your education. If you have to go back to the mainland, so be it, but if I recall you said something about being able to finish on-line." 

"Ya, I can do that," I answered. 

"Good, now three. Sonya and I will start planning the Wedding. We figured sometime in the Fall will be best to avoid any concerns others may have about it "being too soon" after your dad's death. Also, the weather won't be quite so hot in case Sonya wants to wear a wedding dress instead of the traditional muumuu or sarong." 

"Agreed," I answered realizing that the two of them had already thought long and hard about this. 

"Ok, then. That's finished," sighed Naomi. 

"Not quite yet," Sonya suddenly interjected. 

Naomi and I both looked at her waiting as Sonya looked first at me and then at Naomi. "Mom, I know you've always wanted more kids but the opportunity didn't come up until you met Jake's dad. Then things happened so you couldn't fulfill that dream. I want you to have that dream which means ...," she slowed as she looked at me, "... I want you to continue spending time with my mom. More precisely I want you to keep making love to her until she's pregnant." 

Tears ran down Naomi's face as she heard Sonya's comments. 

"But what if she's not pregnant by the time we get married?" I asked. 

"Well, mom can keep track of when her most fertile time of the month is and if for some reason she still isn't pregnant when we get married ...," she gave us both quirky smile, "... you'll have to keep trying. As far as I'm concerned I know you're in love with me so I have nothing to worry about and what happens inside this house is up to us." 

I sat there in disbelief at what I'd heard until Sonya took my face between her hands and asked, "Is that ok with you?" 

Vaguely I recall nodding. 

The next six weeks sped by as I finished my classes on-line and received my business degree with a minor in Polynesian culture. Naomi and Sonya hardly seemed to be around at all as they made the announcement of our marriage and planned the wedding. 

Sonya and I spent as much time as possible together both in and out of bed and I spent two nights with Naomi during that time. Then one Saturday morning as I was on the porch, they both came out of the kitchen, smiles on their faces and sarongs wrapped around their bodies. Not that the fact that they were wearing sarongs was anything new but for some reason they seemed different. 

Silently, they sat down and waited. 

I had no idea what they were waiting for so I finally asked, "What's up?" 

Quickly, they looked at each other and then back at me before saying, "We're pregnant!!" at which time they stood up and dropped their sarongs to reveal the bulge each. 

My mouth fell open and I sat there while what they had just said sank in. Not only was one of the woman in my life pregnant but both of them! We spent the remainder of the day laughing and smiling and celebrating life ... minus any alcohol. 

The day of the wedding, Sonya wore a sarong which accentuated her growing breasts while Naomi wore a muumuu; both of which hid their growing abdomens. That evening, the three of sat on the porch and had another 'family council.' 

"That's done," Naomi sighed. "Now there is only one more thing to take care of." 

Sonya and I looked at each other barely hearing her before she pulled out some paperwork and placed it on the table in front of us. 

"Jake. Jake. JAKE ...," she laughed. "Could the two of you take a break just long enough to get through this." 

Abruptly brought back to reality, I stared at the paperwork before me. "What's this?" 

Sonya's smile broadened as she looked at her mom. 

"This is all the paperwork for your dad's company. I've been doing my best to keep track of it and with the help of some of his staff, we've done pretty well but in our culture the man-of-the-house is usually responsible for the financial assets as well which means they're yours now." 

Dumb-founded, I sat there. "But dad left you and Sonya ..." 

"We know, we know but you've proven yourself to be the man-of-the-house in more ways than one." Naomi giggled as she touched her distended abdomen "and you've got the business education to insure that the family will always be cared for ... just like your dad did." 

With nothing more to say, I signed the paperwork and became a husband, business owner, and man-of-the-house in one day. 

"There is one last thing. Since the two of you are married, I decided you needed a larger room so I moved my stuff out of the master bedroom yesterday so it's all yours now." 

"But where will you go, mom?" Sonya asked quickly. 

"I was thinking of getting a small place in town. Jake's dad left us more than enough money and I'm sure Jake will do everything possible to care for the baby and I." 

My mind instantly went into overdrive as I thought about Naomi moving. Then I stood up and looked at both of them. "I have a better idea," and walked back into the house. 

For the next several months, Naomi lived in Sonya's old room while the construction took place. I had the construction crew put up a temporary barrier so neither of them could see what was being done until I unveiled the surprise. Then just before the date the babies were due to be born I took Naomi and Sonya into the back yard. There, just at the edge of the woods, was a beautiful new cottage, designed for Naomi and the baby. It was built in a combination of Polynesian and Oriental styles to provide for any and all of Naomi's needs as well as few extra touches, one of them being an intercom / phone to the main house. 

When the time came for them to deliver, the babies were born within 48 hours of each other. A few people started to spread rumors about Naomi but we quickly squashed them saying my dad had frozen some of his sperm when he found out about his cancer and nothing more was ever said. 

Now 17 months later, I'm once again sitting on the porch were so much of life has taken place. Sonya and Naomi are sitting not too far away feeding the babies. 

Naomi's son is named Jedediah, Jed for short, after my dad while Sonya's daughter is named Malia, which means Mary and is Naomi's middle name. The ladies are doing one of the most natural, beautiful things in the world, breast-feeding the babies - and the sight is definitely a turn on ... that ... and of course they're growing bellies. Yes, they're both pregnant again and yes I'm the father of those children too. 

After Jed and Malia were born, Naomi, Sonya and I sat down and talked about what the future held for us as a family. It was then that Naomi asked if I would help her become pregnant one more time. We discussed all the options and decided we could get away with the 'dad's frozen sperm' story one more time so when she asked 'please' and Sonya told me to go for it, what more could I do? 

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I realize that in the past I've always defended the concept that sex with "Step(s)" is incest but after doing research for this story I realized that incest is not an easy relationship to define. Incest is determined by the social morals and ethics of the predominant cultural group. To that end, what is incest in one situation may not be incest in another. It is for that reason that I put this series in the "Erotic Couples" category. It could have gone either way. 

Ghostwalker