FORBIDDEN AFFECTIONS: ADDICTED TO MY STEPMOM

Jonah offered an explanation, saying, “Perhaps Aki is just sexually frustrated.” Then she further added, “Indeed, there are times when men go through that stage. You know, my second son kind of did it before. I’ve caught him peeking at me some time in the past.”Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“What? And what did you do?” Despite the fact that the image is completely absurd, I couldn’t help but become intrigued by it. If this is Jack’s issue, I am prepared to find all of the possible solutions so that I can help him resolve it.

Jonah shrugged as if what she mentioned was nothing or completely normal. “Naturally, I was there to help him. A few spots were brushed here and there. But no one came in. No penetration, no real you know what. Anyway, it was nothing more than an outlet for his anger or whatever bottled up emotion he had inside. After that, everything went back to the way it had been before. Between us, his behavior became better. He stopped being easily irritated, and at the same time, his obedience improved. Hahaha!” Jonah exclaimed while laughing at the situation. She really was too into this kind of talk, this strange woman… I sighed and shook my head.

After hearing her explanation as I went home, I started to give it a lot of thought. The more I thought about it, the more I became convinced that it is indeed similar to the scenario that Jack and I are currently facing.

Jack… Is he actually experiencing sexual discontentment? Is he really sexually frustrated? Is that the reason why he’s so hard to talk with?

As a result of my friend’s analysis and suggestions, I made the decision to take action. The last thing I’d like is for Jack and I to get into a conflict that could lead to worse scenarios, such as giving cold shoulders… I just want us to go back to how we were before…

I went straight to the bathroom as soon as I got back to the condo where we were staying and showered as soon as I could. After that, I selected a red silk gown from my closet that I only wear occasionally. The very thought of it made me anxious. Is what I’m doing correct?

According to Jonah, there should be no penetration of any kind to take place. Just keep holding it until it’s released. All that is required is for him to release the built-up tension and any other emotions that he has been suppressing inside.

Inside, I was only wearing black lace panties and no bra. I lowered myself to the mattress and opened my legs just a little bit. I went about it slowly, placing one of my hands in the space between them. One of my hands was resting on one of my chests and had begun to touch the other one of them.

I temporarily shut my eyes and became aware of an unusual sensation occurring throughout my body. It has also been a very long time since I last did that because, in addition to being busy with work, I have also been busy with Jack. It was almost as if I’d forgotten what it was like-and how it felt-to be in that situation.

As I cautiously moved my finger around in there, my imagination started to run wild. My mouth made a low growling sound as I sensed a trace of moisture in my underwear and let out an “aah.” Bit by bit, I felt my body starting to warm up and relax.

I made an attempt to massage my front, concentrating on the one particular area that, as a woman, brought me pleasure. I bit back a groan as my other hand fondled my breast with a greater degree of intensity and pleasure.

Suddenly, a sound emanated from the front door, indicating that Jack had already entered the building. I sprung to my feet and peered through the open doorway with excitement and anticipation. Soon after, I heard the water running in Jack’s bathroom.

Do I really have to do this in front of him? I felt like I was being consumed by shame from head to toe. However, my desire for the both of us to return to the past eventually won…

After donning a silk minidress, I headed to his room and stood there for a moment. As I entered the room, I was greeted by the sound of someone taking a shower in the adjacent bathroom. I took a deep breath in, tried to relax myself, and focused my attention inward, before opening the door.

As expected, Jack was taken aback when I walked in. We stared into each other’s eyes for a long period of time.

“Mom,” he said, his body seeming to be shaking and freezing at the same time.

Taking a deep breath, I closed the remaining distance between us.

I grabbed Jack’s head and yanked it to my mouth as I leaned in for a passionate kiss. Jack immediately kissed back, without holding back, without letting a second pass. He held my head, chasing after the breath that had just left his mouth as we kissed each other. Our mouths brushed against one another quickly and deeply, almost as if they had been parched for a very long time.

His kiss on me grew hotter and hotter as it lingered on my lips. I could feel his excitement and overpowering desire for this to happen. Jonah was right about Jack’s issue – he truly was sexually frustrated.

In the midst of our passionate kiss, Jack slowly inserted his hand into my silk dress and was about to remove it when I gently stopped him. I can already sense his pleading and yearning for the roughness of his manhood that was previously brushing up against my skin, and it’s making me want to give in to both of those desires.

We both looked at each other, our lungs burning from the intense kisses we’d just exchanged.

“Mom,” he murmured to me as he wrapped his arms around me and stroked my face and neck. Our bodies were so close to one another that we could almost hear the other person’s heartbeat.

While speaking, I reached out and gave Jack a light touch on the back of his head.

After giving me a sweet and soft kiss on the lips, Jack leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “I love you.” Jack then gave me another passionate kiss on the lips – one that was eager, deeper, and longer, as if it would be marked and ingrained there for eternity.