A Lover Close to Home

I awoke shortly after midnight, startled by the sound of car keys slamming on the kitchen counter. Apparently I had fallen asleep after I had my orgasm, and now Nick had finally come home, rattling around in the kitchen like a bull in a china shop. He stumbled down the hallway and into our bedroom.

"Hey babe. Looks like you've been waiting on me." Nick took me being nude in bed as a sign that I wanted sex with him.

"No...just didn't put any clothes on after swimming. I'm really tired-". Nick cut me off, refusing to acknowledge my hint.

"Well I'm not tired and I'm in the mood for some lovin'." Nick stood at my side of the bed near my head and begin to undo his slacks.

"Nick, I'm not in the mood and you're drunk. I'm not having sex with you while your drunk." I raised up to put on a robe, but Nick's hand wrapping around the back of my head stopped me from leaving.

"You know what I want. Now open up those pretty lips." Nick jerked my head toward his crotch where his penis was waiting, stiff in his hand. I put my hands on his hips and pushed back away.

"Nick, no! I don't want to! Just go to bed!" Again Nick jerked my head over to his cock and pulled my head down to it. He pushed my head inward, my lips closed tight as the tip of his cock tried to make its way into my mouth.

"Dammit! Open up! Quit fucking teasing me!" I pushed my hands against his legs in an attempt to get loose. He had the smell of another woman on his cock. He had been with someone else, and was expecting me to go down on him with her juice still on him.

"Damn you, Nick! You've been with someone else!"

"Well fuck, I ain't been gettin' any from you! Why don't you suck it and see what a real woman tastes like!"

I pushed against Nick and tried to roll to the other side of the bed, but Nick still had hold of my hair. He yanked back on my head, pulling me back to the mattress, and maneuvered his way over my legs. I tried to push him back with my foot before Nick man-handled his way between my legs.

"You're gonna take it! Tell me no, huh? That shit don't fly with me you fuckin'-"

Before Nick could finish his insult, a loud thud cut through the room. It was Adam, slamming his fist against the door to get Nick's attention.

"LEAVE HER ALONE!", Adam screamed at his father. Adam stood in the doorway, his tight white briefs his only clothing. He looked like a young gladiator ready to do battle.

"Why don't you mind you own business and get the fuck outta here?"

"Dad, c'mon! Stop! Go sleep in the living room!".

"I'll tell ya what I'll do, you little prick! I'll go back and sleep with someone that appreciates me! You two can go fuck yourselves!"

Nick pulled up his pants and made his way to the doorway, standing eye to eye with Adam. Adam stared his father down.

"I don't know what sick little game you two are playing...I've been watching...I've seen how you two look at each other!".

Nick stumbled into the kitchen, grabbing his car keys from the counter, and headed outside to this car. Adam looked over at me while the sound of Nick's car pulling out off the driveway signaled Nick was now gone.

Adam walked slowly over to the bed and knelt down in front of me. I sat on the bed, the sheet pulled across my torso covering me only from the top of my thighs upward to just above my nipples. I looked downward to the floor, tears swelling up in my eyes in disbelief of how Nick had just acted. Nick had been hateful toward me for the last year, but this was the worst he had been toward me.

"You alright?" Adam knelt in front of me. He placed a hand on my upper arm as I held my hand across my face, still trying to decipher what had just happened.

"Yeah...I'm OK." Adam placed his fingers under my chin and lifted my head slowly. Adam's brown eyes stood out even in the darkness.

"You don't deserve to be treated like that. He doesn't deserve you."

I put my hand on his upper arm, his biceps hard and chiseled. "It's OK...it's OK..."

"No, it's not. You are too beautiful a person to be treated like that. You deserve so much better than that. If I had someone like you-" Adam stopped and sighed.

I placed my hand on the side of his face. I felt myself melting. "You're so sweet. Some girl is going to be so lucky..."

There was a long silence as I slowly pulled my hand downward, my fingertips sliding down the side of his face, down his neck, to his bare chest. I made small, soft circles with my finger on his chest just above his nipple.

"Jenny, who were you thinking about when you were standing at the window tonight?"

I knew I shouldn't tell Adam the truth, just like I knew I shouldn't be touching his bare chest while I sat in front of him naked with only a bed sheet barely covering me. But despite what I knew to be right or wrong, I wanted Adam to know it was him I was thinking about.

"I was thinking...of you." I smiled as I looked up into Adam's eyes, hopeful he would be happy with my answer.

Adam leaned forward, placing his hands on my upper arms, and leaned in to kiss me. I didn't pull back, but instead leaned inward to meet him. His lips were so soft and warm. I felt my body tingle and his hands gripped tighter on my arms. I spread my knees apart, hoping he would move inward to me. A few seconds later Adam leaned forward, grabbing the sheet at my thigh, and pulling it aside, exposing my entire body to him.

I leaned back on my hands, looking downward as Adam lowered his head down to my breasts. His lips raked down to my nipple, where his tongue pressed against it in a slow circular motion. His pressed his lips against my breast and sucked on my nipple, which was already hard.

Adam moved his head down again, stopping only a few moments to kiss my stomach, then my navel, and then the top of my pubic line. He moved over and ran his tongue upward along the inside my leg, skirting on the outside of my pubic mound. I spread my legs farther apart.

Adam reached under my thighs and brought his hands up around the outside of hips as he squatted down lower, his head now even with my pussy. He moved forward, sliding his tongue upward along the folds of my lips. I tightened up and felt a wave of nerves tingle through me as Adam's head moved up and down slowly. His tongue moved inside my opening a little farther with each movement, the lips of my pussy surrounding his tongue.

I laid back on the bed, spreading my legs as wide as I could, opening my pussy or him. Adam placed his hands in the inside of my thighs, and began licking me. His tongue was working all over crotch, and I felt like at any moment I could come.

Adam then stood and slid his shorts off. Even though it was dark in the room, the light from the kitchen the only thing illuminating us, I could make out Adam's cock. It was huge, just like it appeared earlier that morning at the breakfast table. Of course I was not going to stop and measure it, but I suspect it was at least nine to ten inches long. I leaned up and placed my hand on it, and was amazed at the girth. My fingers could not fit all away around it. It was harder than I could have imagined.

I leaned down and placed my lips onto the head of Adam's cock. Just ten minutes earlier I was being forced to give head to my husband, whose cock was covered in some other woman's dried juice. Now, I was lustfully going down on his son. I evilly wished Nick was here to watch.

Adam's hips moved back and forth slightly as I slid my lips up and down his shaft as far as I could. I'd never had anyone so big. I reached around and gripped his ass, pulling him forward more to me. I wanted him to know how much I wanted him. I could feel his cock tighten, then relax, and then tighten again. I pulled my head back and looked up at Adam, jerking my head to swing my hair out of my face.

"Fuck me, Adam. I want you to fuck me."

Adam placed a knee on the edge of the bed and leaned over me as I slid backward to give him room. He crawled between my legs, and as he pressed onto me, he gripped my left breast with his hand. I reached between my legs and found his cock, of which I placed the head of it just inside my opening.

"Slide it in. Slide inside me." Adam kissed me and then pulled his head back to look at me. He smiled the sweetest smile I'd ever been given.

"Jenny, I've always wanted to make love to you. Always..." And with those words, Adam slide his cock inside. It felt not only huge, but warm. It was so hard, harder than any cock I'd ever had.

Adam's thrusts were long and hard, yet slow. I felt myself becoming more wet with each thrust, my juices running down onto my ass cheeks. I could tell his balls were soaked with my juices. My eyes were half shut and I imagined to Adam they looked glazed over as I melted under his tight, muscular body. I had imagined this for so long, and now, it was happening. I only gave slight thought to Nick possibly returning and catching us. In a way I wanted Nick to see his son fucking me. The thought of him seeing his wife fuck his son turned me on even more.

Adam's pace began to quicken and his body tighten, signaling he was getting ready to come. He arched backwards, his head pointing up towards the ceiling, when he let out a strong, low moan. His pelvis pounded hard in short slams against my crotch as I felt my insides fill with the warmness of his cum. His strokes softened and slowed, until Adam lowered himself back onto me, his head resting to the side of mine.

"You alright, baby?", I whispered in his ear softly. Adam faced me and slowly slid his tongue inside my mouth. I could taste my juices still on his mouth.

Realizing that Nick could return, I patted Adam on his ass cheek. "We better stop and get cleaned up before your father comes back and catches us."

Adam nodded his head and stood up at the edge of the bed. I laid with my legs spread wide, his juices running out of me. I reached between my legs and felt his cum pouring from me. I gathered some on my fingers and reached for his cock, spreading our juices up and down his shaft. I leaned inward and took his meat into my mouth, licking it clean.

"Oh my god, Jenny...I want you so much. I want you forever..."

I looked upward as my hand stroked his shaft slowly. I knew I had crossed a line. A line that was taboo. Adam was my step-son, but I no longer cared. All I knew was I wanted him, and I would do anything to keep him as my lover.

"You can have me all you want, Adam. Now, go on before your dad comes back."

Adam left for his bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed, an evil grin forming on my lips.

Finished...for now...