FORBIDDEN: A Taboo Romance

"He's totally stoned." You looked carelessly over the man that lay wasted on the beige couch. If he wasn't rich, you weren't sure you would claim him as your father. It was his wedding night for fucks sake.

His bride, your new stepmom, looked over with something that resembled relief in her eyes. You couldn't blame her. Your father wasn't the most handsome man, in truth, he was disgusting. A shame really considering how much money he had and how rich the family was. That was the main reason his blushing bride married him.

Your eyes raked over her form and you had to stand upright to stop the stirring in your pants. Your stepmom was truly a beauty to behold and it's all going to waste since your father couldn't even get up on his wedding night.

"Are you going to be alright?"  You asked her, half genuinely worried and half eager to show off your charm.

"I'll survive. I guess I have to now." She smiled back at you weakly. You could almost hear her thoughts and felt sorry for her situation but you did what you always do best when put into difficult situations. You made light of the subject by flirting.

"Don't worry, I'm sure we can come up with something to keep us both happy tonight." Your eyebrows arched high as she laughed lightly, rolling her green eyes.

"I don't think so." You were already shaking your head before she finished speaking, knowing exactly where this was headed.

"You never know." You whispered lowly. She shook her head sweetly before turning away from you. Her newly blonde hair swayed in front of her shoulders as you took in the sight of her figure once more.

"Okay!" You said a little bit loudly, "How about you humor me? You stay for two shots only and I'll tell you everything you need to do in order to survive this house." You sounded desperate at this point, but it seemed to work as she stopped and considered what you said.

"Just two?" She asked,sounding intrigued.

"Yes, just two then I leave you alone to have fun with daddy dearest." You smiled brightly at her.

"Alright, but no funny business okay?"She shot an intimidating look at you. All jokes aside, your stepmother was a real beauty. Small delicate nose, large green-colored eyes framed by a perfectly structured face which matched a slim, sculpted body. And then there was the soft seductive voice that matched her beauty.

There was definitely some serious temptation going on here.

"Deal." You raised your glass to hers. The wine bottles glistened under the golden chandelier lights and reflected them onto the woman sitting next to you. She tapped yours lightly and took a sip. Her mouth puckered slightly after taking a taste and you wondered if she tasted the same way she spoke. Smooth, elegant, sexy.

"So, let's see..."You drawled.

"Mm-hmm" . You continued to stare at her while she watched you back. In an instant, you could feel the lust flowing through your veins, the heat rising between your legs, your heart pounding and your cock twitching as you tried to resist her charms.

But, oh fuck, how hard it was fighting the urge to touch her.

This wasn't going to end well.

"Let's start off easy, shall we?" You held out your glass to her again, she nodded her agreement and downed another shot.

"God, I've missed this shit." She sighed,

Taking another deep breath, you sucked in every inch of her lush breasts through the tight gold dress she wore. You were certain she was wearing nothing underneath. The thought alone made you shiver.

"What?" She giggled slightly.

"Oh, nothing, nothing at all." You lied smoothly.

"Now take one more for luck." You handed her the bottle once again, watching intently as her slender tongue lapped against her lips as she began to guzzle down the fine vintage inside.

As you watched her throat work, you couldn't help but imagine it working around your own cock instead. The room seemed to spin a little as you leaned forward towards her inviting lips.

"Well, it seems our time is up." You stood up quickly, steadying yourself on your feet. She was looking at you curiously, not entirely believing that you were leaving already. "I told you, two drinks only."

Her eyes settled on the bulge in your pants you were trying to hide. Before you could give an excuse, she spoke first,

"Off to take care of that?" The air seemed palpable. To diffuse the tension, you gave an awkward joke,

"Want to help?" To your surprise, she wetted her red lips once more,

"Sure." Her voice came out thick with lust. She was drunk. Drunk enough to want to get fucked on her wedding night by her new stepson.

You knew that to pass up on this opportunity would be one of the biggest mistakes of your life. While you wasted seconds deliberating, she moved closer to you. Close enough to smell the scent of her perfume. Some exotic fruity scent that was meant to entice and it worked like a charm.

Then she gently touched your chest. Just above your cock and slowly ran her hand downwards. Suddenly, she was on her knees, her hands unbuckling your belt in the process,pulling out your throbbing member and engulfing your cock within her moist mouth.

She ran her mouth along its length. You groaned softly as she swallowed your whole cock down. Your fingers dug into her silky hair as she slurped you faster and harder. In minutes, you came violently. Jetting ropes of cum filled her mouth, some spilling down onto her cheeks as she eagerly licked every last drop of you.

You looked at her big eyes beneath you and pulled her up. Her big breasts pressed over the bar as you pushed her dress up. You were right. She wore nothing underneath.

Your finger slid between her folds easily and found her soaking pussy. You rubbed her clit and she moaned.

In one motion, you buried yourself balls-deep in her cunt. You shoved your fingers inside her mouth to muffle her screams and moans, careful to not wake your father up. You removed your finger and quickly replaced it with your cock.

You reached into her dress and pulled out her tits, your hands playing with the two mounds as they bounced furiously. You drove into her, faster, deeper, harder until you could feel the walls of her pussy tightening around your shaft.

Not long after, she was screaming into your hands as her body convulsed around your shaft. She came long and hard, milking your cock dry as you erupted in her hot quivering cunt.

She fell back exhausted onto the floor with you following her shortly afterwards. For once, you were too tired to make any smart comments or cheap jokes.

"That was fun." She muttered, barely audible. You were shocked at the clarity of her words. As though the sex had washed away her drunkenness.

She rose swiftly to her feet, hastily fixing her dress and hair. Within moments, she hurried upstairs. Silence filled the living room. You got up quickly, feeling the slight dizziness still lingering, and left the room.

"Happy married life." You chuckled.