I Tricked My Busty Step-Mom! Chapter 2: "Edging"
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I tricked my young busty step-mom into thinking I was impotent. I even broke up with my girlfriend to do it. She took the bait and, due to her natural mothering instinct, became devoted to helping me with my 'problem'. Golly, it worked!
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So, I got my busty step-mom Becky to parade around the house half-naked with her tits jiggling, squeezed up with her bra stretched down below them. They were bouncing around like some firm platters of jelly waiting to be gobbled up, exposed and tempting as hell and she was doing it just as I had asked her to do. The way the bra, pushed up from below them, made them look as if someone had both hands around the base of each of them, squeezing them so they bulged out so smooth, round and firm, with their thick nippled-tips jutting outward and upward, ready to be plucked. What a beautiful sight to see.
Her nipples were very firm and erect. They capped her wide firm mounds so beautifully being about half an inch long, thick and invitingly suckable. Their tips were very distinct and perfectly shaped, just like some pacifiers I have seen. They were perfect places to plant your lips and I was dying to latch onto her again. Really dying to squeeze her large DD jugs and suckle on those thick long nipples that swelled so excitingly in my mouth. I was salivating all over again.
My problem was that she looked so damn hot I just wanted to fuck her. I just couldn't get enough of her body. I wanted to sculpt her hips again in my hands and pump into her. I wanted to feel her thin waist and long thin arms. I wanted to wallow in her large, firm yet soft tits. No, my problem was that I was going to get really hard again, real soon, and that would be all too evident with just my gym shorts on. I needed to hide my erections from her if my scheme was going to continue to work. So, my thoughts turned to working out again, doing the dishes or doing some computer gaming. Something, anything that would distract me.
Becky was thinking she would be happy to do anything Tommy requested because she felt she was really making progress with him and she really wanted to help him. She was his 'mother' in a certain sense of the word, after all. She needed to care for him. She wanted to help him with his 'problem' in getting erections, or so she believed. She had all sorts of thoughts rambling through her head about how to do this too.
"Maybe she could dress the way she used to when she was younger, hotter and going out dating all the time." she thought. She had only gained a couple pounds since then and she thought she'd look pretty cool in some of the risquΓ© clothes she used to wear when she was trying to flirt and attract the guys back in school. Her only issue back then was her internal struggle between dressing conservatively to cover things up, versus showing a little bit of skin. She always had this struggle between being the good girl and having a little bit of fun, but when she was younger she did have some crazy days, that's for sure.
Even though her big tits were openly on display for Tommy, she knew that seduction was best done by women wearing some sort of clothing, something to tease them with and frame the beauty of her God-given form. "Yes", she thought she should dip into some of her old clothes and put on a seductive show for him.
In an uncanny coincidence, Tommy was also thinking how cool it would be if she put on some tighter fitting clothes. "Maybe she could put on some of her school girl clothes she used to wear when she was my age?" he thought. "I'll bet she'd look hot as hell with some of her high school clothes on, and I could ask her to go without a bra or undies on either. "Wow! She'd look hot as hell like that. She'd be a real 'boner-springer'. Maybe I could even take her out clothes shopping and fuck her in the changing room?" he thought. The only problem in Tommy's mind was that he would end up with a hard-on all the time. How was he going to hide that if he wanted her to keep on trying to arouse him? He certainly was finding himself in a dilemma indeed.
Becky daydreamed a bit more. If she could just get him erect multiple times a day, and then relieve him of course, maybe that would be enough to cure him? If that required her to act scandalously, she was willing to do it. She would even let him select what she wore, she thought. She would even take orders from him, if it helped.
Then again, maybe she needed to just get him hard by rubbing him, touching and seducing him and maybe even sucking him? She knew men loved to be sucked on, just like her tits did. Maybe she could keep him hard for minutes, or even hours at a time, so that he could build up such a big release he would explode into unconsciousness? "Isn't that called 'edging'" she thought?
Becky's fantasies filled her excited mind. She fantasized that maybe she should dress really risquΓ©, like with no bra on and with a very see-through top, and then go out somewhere in public with him, hugging his arm, so that he could show her off and have all the guys ogling her big nipples which would be insanely obvious if she ever were to go out like that. She could be his trophy bride, so to speak. It was kind of a thrilling thought for her because she would never do that alone. Maybe he would feel pride and confidence in having her at his arm and then be able to really get erect if he saw other guys ogling her luscious body. Maybe that's what he needed. She wasn't sure.
"It's time I did my morning workout." Tommy said. He needed some distance between him and her, with her tits hanging out so invitingly, or else he'd get another hard-on and want to fuck her again. He truly did want to fuck her again, though he had to control himself if this was going to work.
"Oh, OK. I'll join you in a bit." Becky responded.
"Ha, ha. Well, maybe not quite dressed like that." Tommy said, and they both looked at her upturned breasts and giggled out loud.
So, Tommy went outside on the lawn and did some push-ups and sit-ups. Becky went upstairs to change.
Becky gazed at him out the window, appreciating his young handsome body. He was so physically fit it was a shame that he was having trouble 'fooling around' with any of his girlfriends. So much trouble that they dumped him and moved on to someone else, or so she believed. Staring at him made her feel kind of randy. She wanted to dress really hot for him today.