The Count of Monte CristoChapter 93 Valentine
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As I woke up in my bed and turned to avoid the light coming from a window in the room, I found a rose bouquet on my night stand. I was amazed to see that, and I grabbed it. It had a card too.
I read that card. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Mom. From your loving son, James,”
James was my step-son. He was nineteen years-old; a good looking young guy. He was tall, short hair, and had nice body. After the death of his dad three years ago, he decided to go to hostel while I took care of business. He had just returned from the hostel a week ago. James and I had a good relationship, we understood each other, we were friends, and always shared things going on in our lives.
I smiled, feeling so happy to see the bouquet and the card. Holding the flowers and the card, I went to my son’s room. I adjusted my nightie standing before opening the door of his room without a knock. I should have knocked, but I forgot. My son was picking out the clothes from his cupboard. He had just a towel wrapped around his waist, and I noticed his fine body and hot abs.
“Good morning, Mom,” he said grabbing a shirt, and putting it on.
“Good morning, and thanks for the flowers,” I said with a smile, “But you're suppose to give these flowers to your girlfriend.”
“You know I don’t have a girlfriend,” he said.
“And I’m not your girlfriend either, I’m your mother,” I reminded him.
“I know, and you are also the only woman in my life, so…” he told me.
“But on Valentine’s Day, people give flowers to the one they love,” I said.
“Yes, and I love you. You are my mom, you are beautiful, caring and…,” I guess he wanted to add the word hot because he was looking at my cleavage.
“Okay no more questions,” I said laughing, “Thanks,” and I kissed him on his cheek. “Get ready, I’m going to prepare breakfast,” I said and left.
He was looking at my cleavage, and that was a little awkward, I thought while going into the kitchen.
We had breakfast together, and I noticed him checking out my cleavage again. I couldn’t blame him, he was young, and I had pretty good boobs. Everyone in the office and around the neighborhood was obsessed with my big boobs.
After the breakfast he sat down in front of the T.V while I went back into the kitchen to clean the dishes. After finishing the work in the kitchen, I went to my bedroom to take a shower. I entered in my bathroom, took off my clothes, and looked in the mirror.
Was I really so hot that my own step-son was attracted to me? I asked myself looking in the mirror. May be I was. I had blonde hair, big boobs, I was tall, and had a nice big ass. Feeling stupid to think about all this, I stepped into the shower, and I couldn’t stop myself from touching my pussy for a while.
After the shower I came into my room with a towel wrapped around my wet body. I sat down on the bed, and I again looked at the bouquet that my son gave me this morning. I thought for a minute, and then decided to forget the work, and enjoy this beautiful day.
I picked out a nice red dress, which was a little short, but still I decided to wear it. After getting dressed and putting on a little make-up, I went to my son in the living room. He was still playing video games.
“Are you going to a party?” he asked, surprised to see me dressed a little hot and glamorous.
“No, I thought may be we can go out for lunch and celebrate today,” I said, “What do you think?” I asked if he was ready to go out with his step-mom.
“Wait,” he said and ran to his room.
I got confused, but I smiled when I saw him coming back into the living room all dressed properly. He was wearing a light blue colored shirt, and black pants.
“How do I look?” he asked.
“Very nice,” I replied with a smile, and we left in my car.
We used to go out for lunch and dinner often, so nothing was special today. I was driving, and again noticed James looking at my legs. May be I was noticing him too much, or may be he was just attracted to me too much, but I couldn’t do anything about it, so I let him look at my sexy legs and thighs.
We had only decided to have lunch together, but we spent all the day hanging around the city. We had so much fun, and after the dinner, we came back into the house. We both were tired, so we sat down on the couch in the living room.
We still had so much to talk, and James was constantly checking out my cleavage. While talking to each other, he came very close to me, and he held my hand. We were still just talking. After a couple of minutes we decided to go to our bedroom, so we got up at the same time. We were standing facing each other, and James was looking straight in my eyes. There was something different; I could sense it.
I don’t know why I didn’t stepped back but kept standing facing him. James came closer. I felt his hand around my back, and he put his lips on mine. He kissed me. For few seconds I responded to his kiss; I kissed him back, but when I realized what I was doing, I pushed him away.
We kept quite, and I couldn’t face him. My step-son had just kissed me, and I had kissed him back.
“I’m going to sleep,” I said slowly not looking at him, and took a step towards my room.
“Mom,” James said grabbing my hand.
“James, please, this is not right,” I said.
“I love you Mom. You are the only woman in my life, and I love you not just as my mom, but as the most beautiful and hot woman I have seen in my life,” James finally confessed that he found me hot.
“James leave my hand, and go to your room,” I said in a strict manner.
I guess I wasn’t strict enough because James didn’t loose my hand. He came closer to me, and hugged me from behind. His one hand was around my stomach, and one was around my breast. I had never thought anything dirty about my step-son, I had sometimes noticed his fine abs, and hot body, but that was all. I didn’t know what he thought about me, did he have any thing dirty about me in his mind? Once when he was seventeen and used to live with me, I found my bra in his bed under the pillows, but thinking that it was normal to have a fantasy of masturbating on a bra, I didn’t talk to him about it. I didn’t know that he particularly thought about me while jerking off on my bra.
“Please James, no,” I said when James slowly tried to feel my breast.
“Don’t you love me, Mom?” James asked.
“I do, but…” I replied and couldn’t complete what I wanted to say because I got lost when James squeezed my boobs a little harder.
“This is wrong,” I said again being strict, and avoiding his touch.
I got out of his grip, but he again pulled me closer to him; this time I was standing facing him. His hand again moved around my back pulling me closer to him. My breast was pressing against his chest, and honestly speaking I wasn’t trying as hard as I should had to get out of his hands.
“Nothing is wrong, Mom, I love you. You are so beautiful, you have such beautiful eyes, lips,” he said looking into my eyes, “You are so hot,” and he looked down at my breast.
“No, please…” I again tried to avoid him.
But he made me shut my mouth by kissing me again. I tried to push him away, but I didn’t know when I gave up, and I started kissing him back.
Now no right or wrong thing was going on in my mind, and all I could feel was his hands moving all over my back. I had my hand wrapped around his neck, and I was kissing him back passionately. His one hand moved toward my breast, and I wrapped my hand around his neck more tightly when he squeezed my boobs.
“Hmm…” I moaned when he moved down to my neck, and started kissing me all over my neck and upper breast. I was loosing control over my mind, and my body was reacting to his touch. I was getting wet.
Nibbling all over my neck, James made me lay down on the couch. He pulled down my dress revealing my one boob, and he started sucking on my nipple. All I could do was moan feeling how good my step-son was sucking on my boobs.
Soon James pulled out both of my boobs, and he squeezed and sucked them good. After a while, James stopped playing with my boobs, and he stood up. He started undoing his pants. I also sat down on the couch in front of him, and pulled my dress more down revealing my belly button.
James pulled down his pants and underwear, and his big nice hard cock was in front of me. James looked at me, and thinking nothing about what I was doing, I grabbed his cock. I took his cock in my mouth. I had my step-son’s cock in my mouth, and I was only enjoying it.
I was pleasing and sucking my son’s cock as good as I used to suck and please his dad’s cock. I could hear him moan. He grabbed my head, and started to fuck my face.
“Mom, I love you, I love you so much. You are so hot, and so sexy,” James was confessing his feelings, while my eyes got wet when he pushed his cock deep in my throat.
“Ah… I love you too,” I said catching my breath when he pulled out his cock from my throat.
“Mom, I want to fuck your boobs,” he said and pushed me back in the couch.
I leaned back, and James came over me with his cock between my boobs. I squeezed my tits together grabbing his cock, and he started fucking my boobs. I hadn’t had sex from a long time so when things were happening with my step-son, I just couldn’t avoid him anymore. I was getting as horny as he was.
“Fuck my boobs, yes fuck your mom’s big fucking boobs,” I loved talking dirty during sex, and when I was with my step-son, I couldn’t resist it.
“Fuck Mom, I love your boobs,” James said looking at me.
“You love your mom’s big fucking boobs, huh? Then fuck them hard, Honey,” I kept talking dirty to him.
“Give it in my mouth,” I said.
James stopped fucking my boobs, and he gave his cock in my mouth. I sucked him for a while, stroked it too, and then again he started fucking my boobs. I was getting so wet, and now I needed a cock in my pussy.
“I want to fuck you, Mom,” James said, as he was fucking my boobs.
“Yah, you want to fuck your mom?” I said, “I’m so wet, fuck me my son.”
James got off of me, and he made me bend over the couch. He lifted my dress revealing my big ass, and then pulled down my panties to my knees. I felt James hand touching my ass cheeks, and then touching my pussy. I felt so good when he inserted a finger inside my pussy.
“You are so wet, Mom,” James said, and he kissed on my ass.
“Fuck me, Honey,” I said forgetting that he was my step-son.
James grabbed his cock, spread my legs a little, and then pushed his cock all the way inside my pussy. He started fucking me faster and harder, and within few minutes I was close to my orgasm. I was holding tightly onto the couch, and I was moaning very loud.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I was moaning, “Fuck me hard, yes make me cum.”
James grabbed the dress which was still around my waist, and he started fucking me faster. He was ready toTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
I read that card. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Mom. From your loving son, James,”
James was my step-son. He was nineteen years-old; a good looking young guy. He was tall, short hair, and had nice body. After the death of his dad three years ago, he decided to go to hostel while I took care of business. He had just returned from the hostel a week ago. James and I had a good relationship, we understood each other, we were friends, and always shared things going on in our lives.
I smiled, feeling so happy to see the bouquet and the card. Holding the flowers and the card, I went to my son’s room. I adjusted my nightie standing before opening the door of his room without a knock. I should have knocked, but I forgot. My son was picking out the clothes from his cupboard. He had just a towel wrapped around his waist, and I noticed his fine body and hot abs.
“Good morning, Mom,” he said grabbing a shirt, and putting it on.
“Good morning, and thanks for the flowers,” I said with a smile, “But you're suppose to give these flowers to your girlfriend.”
“You know I don’t have a girlfriend,” he said.
“And I’m not your girlfriend either, I’m your mother,” I reminded him.
“I know, and you are also the only woman in my life, so…” he told me.
“But on Valentine’s Day, people give flowers to the one they love,” I said.
“Yes, and I love you. You are my mom, you are beautiful, caring and…,” I guess he wanted to add the word hot because he was looking at my cleavage.
“Okay no more questions,” I said laughing, “Thanks,” and I kissed him on his cheek. “Get ready, I’m going to prepare breakfast,” I said and left.
He was looking at my cleavage, and that was a little awkward, I thought while going into the kitchen.
We had breakfast together, and I noticed him checking out my cleavage again. I couldn’t blame him, he was young, and I had pretty good boobs. Everyone in the office and around the neighborhood was obsessed with my big boobs.
After the breakfast he sat down in front of the T.V while I went back into the kitchen to clean the dishes. After finishing the work in the kitchen, I went to my bedroom to take a shower. I entered in my bathroom, took off my clothes, and looked in the mirror.
Was I really so hot that my own step-son was attracted to me? I asked myself looking in the mirror. May be I was. I had blonde hair, big boobs, I was tall, and had a nice big ass. Feeling stupid to think about all this, I stepped into the shower, and I couldn’t stop myself from touching my pussy for a while.
After the shower I came into my room with a towel wrapped around my wet body. I sat down on the bed, and I again looked at the bouquet that my son gave me this morning. I thought for a minute, and then decided to forget the work, and enjoy this beautiful day.
I picked out a nice red dress, which was a little short, but still I decided to wear it. After getting dressed and putting on a little make-up, I went to my son in the living room. He was still playing video games.
“Are you going to a party?” he asked, surprised to see me dressed a little hot and glamorous.
“No, I thought may be we can go out for lunch and celebrate today,” I said, “What do you think?” I asked if he was ready to go out with his step-mom.
“Wait,” he said and ran to his room.
I got confused, but I smiled when I saw him coming back into the living room all dressed properly. He was wearing a light blue colored shirt, and black pants.
“How do I look?” he asked.
“Very nice,” I replied with a smile, and we left in my car.
We used to go out for lunch and dinner often, so nothing was special today. I was driving, and again noticed James looking at my legs. May be I was noticing him too much, or may be he was just attracted to me too much, but I couldn’t do anything about it, so I let him look at my sexy legs and thighs.
We had only decided to have lunch together, but we spent all the day hanging around the city. We had so much fun, and after the dinner, we came back into the house. We both were tired, so we sat down on the couch in the living room.
We still had so much to talk, and James was constantly checking out my cleavage. While talking to each other, he came very close to me, and he held my hand. We were still just talking. After a couple of minutes we decided to go to our bedroom, so we got up at the same time. We were standing facing each other, and James was looking straight in my eyes. There was something different; I could sense it.
I don’t know why I didn’t stepped back but kept standing facing him. James came closer. I felt his hand around my back, and he put his lips on mine. He kissed me. For few seconds I responded to his kiss; I kissed him back, but when I realized what I was doing, I pushed him away.
We kept quite, and I couldn’t face him. My step-son had just kissed me, and I had kissed him back.
“I’m going to sleep,” I said slowly not looking at him, and took a step towards my room.
“Mom,” James said grabbing my hand.
“James, please, this is not right,” I said.
“I love you Mom. You are the only woman in my life, and I love you not just as my mom, but as the most beautiful and hot woman I have seen in my life,” James finally confessed that he found me hot.
“James leave my hand, and go to your room,” I said in a strict manner.
I guess I wasn’t strict enough because James didn’t loose my hand. He came closer to me, and hugged me from behind. His one hand was around my stomach, and one was around my breast. I had never thought anything dirty about my step-son, I had sometimes noticed his fine abs, and hot body, but that was all. I didn’t know what he thought about me, did he have any thing dirty about me in his mind? Once when he was seventeen and used to live with me, I found my bra in his bed under the pillows, but thinking that it was normal to have a fantasy of masturbating on a bra, I didn’t talk to him about it. I didn’t know that he particularly thought about me while jerking off on my bra.
“Please James, no,” I said when James slowly tried to feel my breast.
“Don’t you love me, Mom?” James asked.
“I do, but…” I replied and couldn’t complete what I wanted to say because I got lost when James squeezed my boobs a little harder.
“This is wrong,” I said again being strict, and avoiding his touch.
I got out of his grip, but he again pulled me closer to him; this time I was standing facing him. His hand again moved around my back pulling me closer to him. My breast was pressing against his chest, and honestly speaking I wasn’t trying as hard as I should had to get out of his hands.
“Nothing is wrong, Mom, I love you. You are so beautiful, you have such beautiful eyes, lips,” he said looking into my eyes, “You are so hot,” and he looked down at my breast.
“No, please…” I again tried to avoid him.
But he made me shut my mouth by kissing me again. I tried to push him away, but I didn’t know when I gave up, and I started kissing him back.
Now no right or wrong thing was going on in my mind, and all I could feel was his hands moving all over my back. I had my hand wrapped around his neck, and I was kissing him back passionately. His one hand moved toward my breast, and I wrapped my hand around his neck more tightly when he squeezed my boobs.
“Hmm…” I moaned when he moved down to my neck, and started kissing me all over my neck and upper breast. I was loosing control over my mind, and my body was reacting to his touch. I was getting wet.
Nibbling all over my neck, James made me lay down on the couch. He pulled down my dress revealing my one boob, and he started sucking on my nipple. All I could do was moan feeling how good my step-son was sucking on my boobs.
Soon James pulled out both of my boobs, and he squeezed and sucked them good. After a while, James stopped playing with my boobs, and he stood up. He started undoing his pants. I also sat down on the couch in front of him, and pulled my dress more down revealing my belly button.
James pulled down his pants and underwear, and his big nice hard cock was in front of me. James looked at me, and thinking nothing about what I was doing, I grabbed his cock. I took his cock in my mouth. I had my step-son’s cock in my mouth, and I was only enjoying it.
I was pleasing and sucking my son’s cock as good as I used to suck and please his dad’s cock. I could hear him moan. He grabbed my head, and started to fuck my face.
“Mom, I love you, I love you so much. You are so hot, and so sexy,” James was confessing his feelings, while my eyes got wet when he pushed his cock deep in my throat.
“Ah… I love you too,” I said catching my breath when he pulled out his cock from my throat.
“Mom, I want to fuck your boobs,” he said and pushed me back in the couch.
I leaned back, and James came over me with his cock between my boobs. I squeezed my tits together grabbing his cock, and he started fucking my boobs. I hadn’t had sex from a long time so when things were happening with my step-son, I just couldn’t avoid him anymore. I was getting as horny as he was.
“Fuck my boobs, yes fuck your mom’s big fucking boobs,” I loved talking dirty during sex, and when I was with my step-son, I couldn’t resist it.
“Fuck Mom, I love your boobs,” James said looking at me.
“You love your mom’s big fucking boobs, huh? Then fuck them hard, Honey,” I kept talking dirty to him.
“Give it in my mouth,” I said.
James stopped fucking my boobs, and he gave his cock in my mouth. I sucked him for a while, stroked it too, and then again he started fucking my boobs. I was getting so wet, and now I needed a cock in my pussy.
“I want to fuck you, Mom,” James said, as he was fucking my boobs.
“Yah, you want to fuck your mom?” I said, “I’m so wet, fuck me my son.”
James got off of me, and he made me bend over the couch. He lifted my dress revealing my big ass, and then pulled down my panties to my knees. I felt James hand touching my ass cheeks, and then touching my pussy. I felt so good when he inserted a finger inside my pussy.
“You are so wet, Mom,” James said, and he kissed on my ass.
“Fuck me, Honey,” I said forgetting that he was my step-son.
James grabbed his cock, spread my legs a little, and then pushed his cock all the way inside my pussy. He started fucking me faster and harder, and within few minutes I was close to my orgasm. I was holding tightly onto the couch, and I was moaning very loud.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I was moaning, “Fuck me hard, yes make me cum.”
James grabbed the dress which was still around my waist, and he started fucking me faster. He was ready toTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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