My husband was planning on being home for the weekend, but it turns out he won't be. Of course it's disappointing, but I should know better. He does this all the time. My step-son knows how disappointed I am, but is also not surprised. In fact, he doesn't quite understand why I even keep up hope that anything will change. He tells me that I deserve better and not-so-subtly reminds me about how we used to fool around together all those years ago when his step-father was out of town. He knows how much I used to adore his attention... and his touch. Despite how I try to hide it, he knows how much I liked it. It's painfully clear what he is getting at, but I just can't risk it. It's too much to keep that up. I mean, it's not even right that my own step-son was ever inside of me. Yet, to play it off like it is the way things should be completely misses the point of how dangerous it is. It's enough of a challenge just trying to keep it out of my mind. I'm already filled with those thoughts, memories, and lingering fantasies about being intimate with my own step-son... the way he felt inside of me... the way he put his hands everywhere, all over my body... how hard his cock would get for me... He should be with girls his own age. But it's so easy to get caught up in how he looks at me, and how I still crave getting lost in that incredible risky bond that should never happen. I can't deny that having his step-father gone this weekend has made me crave my step-son even more than I could imagine. If we do this, it has to be the last time. If I'm going to lose control, it has to be the last time. Keeping this up would just risk everything. Just one more time... Thinking of nothing else, I strip out of my clothes and give myself to my step-son. I can't get enough of the look on his face as he soaks in StepMommy's tittes in his face. I can't get enough of his fat cock as I sit on him and ride him until I cum hard on that cock that I made. I can't get enough of him cum, dripping off of my tongue and down my body. Wanting to make me feel taken care of, he takes me on a date afterwards. He says he wants to remind me of what I deserve. Yet I'm sure he knows that with this dress I'm wearing that he will be pleasing his StepMommy afterwards. As we get home, he bends me over the couch and starts to have his way with me, the dress still hanging off of my body. He bounces my fat ass up and down on his cock before draining every last ounce of his balls deep inside of my soaking pussy. Having been soaked by my step-son's cum in two of my holes already today, I finally come to the the realization I have been trying to hide from myself. I can't stop this, and I don't want to. The risk is worth it.