Olivia sat in her spacious living room, looking out across the city lights from her penthouse apartment. She had always been a woman who valued power and control. It was what had driven her to become a successful businesswoman, and it was what had led her to marry the wealthy executive Jeremy, even if it was more of a convenience than anything else. But as much as she enjoyed her position of authority, there was one thing that even she couldn’t deny: her sexual desires.
It was late evening, and Olivia was alone in her apartment, clad in a skimpy silk nightdress, her long black hair falling over her shoulders in waves. She couldn’t help but feel a little restless, a little unsatisfied, until her eyes fell upon her stepson, Jack.
He sat in the corner of the couch, fumbling through a book, his leanly-built form perched on the couch. Olivia’s eyes lingered on him for just a moment too long, but she couldn’t help it. He was handsome in his boyish way, with a fresh face that reminded her of her own youth.
Finally, she walked over to him, her silk dress rustling around her hips. “What are you reading?” she asked softly, leaning over his shoulder so that her dark locks tickled his cheek.
“Oh, uh, just some philosophy,” Jack replied, a little flustered.
Olivia couldn’t help but smirk, noticing his hesitation. Pursuing Jack would be a challenge, but one she was excited to put forth the effort for. “You’re so much like your father,” she said, her voice taking on an edge.
“What do you mean?” Jack asked warily, sensing the danger in her words.
Olivia closed the book Jack had been reading and ran her long fingers across his cheek. “You’re both such…thinkers,” she purred. “But sometimes thinking can be such a waste of time, especially when there are other ways to experience pleasure. Wouldn’t you agree?”
Jack swallowed nervously. “I’m not…I mean, I’ve never…”
“It’s okay,” Olivia interrupted, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. “I just thought we could share a moment together. After all, it’s not like either of us has anyone else right now.”
Jack couldn’t respond. Suddenly, his heart was racing and his mind was foggy. Something about Olivia’s touch was so alluring, so impossible to resist. It took a moment before he realized that his hands were wandering towards her hips, only for him to jerk back in surprise.
Olivia watched him, a predatory smile on her lips. “Shh,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around him. “It’s okay. Just let it happen.”
Jack felt Olivia’s hands on him, sending shivers down his spine. He couldn’t help but lean into her touch, feeling safe and secure in her embrace. Olivia began to rub circles into his back, the sensation sending waves of pleasure throughout his entire body.
“Relax, Jack,” Olivia murmured into his ear, her hot breath sending him over the edge. “Just let go.”
Without thinking, Jack found himself reaching up and cupping her face in his hands, pulling her lips down to his. Olivia eagerly responded, parting her lips and licking into his mouth, kissing him deeply.
Jack could feel himself getting hard, the desire to touch her growing stronger with each passing second. Olivia could feel it too, grinding her hips against him in response.
“Take off your shirt,” Olivia commanded, her eyes dark with desire.
Jack fumbled with his shirt, hesitating for a brief moment before pulling it over his head. Olivia licked her lips as she took in the sight of him, his broad chest and muscular arms on full display.
“Very nice,” she murmured, tracing her fingers down his chest.
Suddenly, she pushed him down onto the couch and straddled him, grinding her hips against his erection.
“God, Olivia,” Jack moaned, his hands finding their way to her hips.
Olivia leaned down and whispered in his ear. “I’m going to make you feel so good, Jack. Just trust me.”
With that, she began to trail hot kisses down his chest, stopping only to tease his nipples with her tongue. She then dipped her head even lower, unzipping his pants and pulling them down to reveal his throbbing cock.
Jack gasped as she took him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head and teasing him mercilessly. He could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, but before he could come, Olivia pulled away, smirking up at him.
“Did you like that, Jack? Did you like feeling my mouth around your cock?”
“Yes,” Jack moaned, his breath coming in short gasps.
“Good,” Olivia purred, standing up and stripping off her own clothes. “Because that was just the beginning.”
Jack was in awe as Olivia took her clothes off, her body was breathtakingly perfect. He was amazed at how she could be so confident and commanding yet unbelievably feminine and delicate.
“Touch me, Jack,” Olivia said as she walked towards him, her hips swaying with every step, “I want you to feel me, feel how much I want you.”
Jack sat there frozen for a moment before finally moving his hands to her hips. The sensation of her body against his only made him want her more. It was all he could do to keep from coming undone as she moved against him, her breath hot on his neck.
Olivia took his hands and moved them up her body, pausing at her breasts. “Do you like them, Jack?” she asked.
“Yes,” he breathed out, his eyes locked onto her chest. Olivia’s breasts were round and full, with perky pink nipples begging for attention.
Without warning, she took his head in her hands and pressed it to her chest, making him suck greedily on her nipples. Jack licked and sucked eagerly, reveling in the feel of them hardening under his tongue.
Olivia moaned, the sound ringing inside Jack’s head as though it had been amplified. She pushed him back against the couch, grinding her hips against his once again.
“Do you like the way I feel, Jack?” she moaned hotly, her body moving against his.
Jack could only nod and pant, his mind consumed with nothing but the feeling of her against him.
“Good,” Olivia purred, slipping her hand down to grip his cock again. She rubbed his tip with her thumb, making him buck his hips in response.
“You want me, don’t you?” she teased, slipping her hand down lower and caressing his balls. “You want me to take you.”
“Please,” Jack groaned, his eyes closed in pleasure.
Olivia hitched up her leg, positioning herself over him. She was dripping wet, and he felt himself sliding into her easily, the heat of her enveloping him.
The feeling was nothing like he had ever felt before, Olivia was beyond incredible, an insatiable goddess that he belonged to.
Olivia moved slowly at first, taking great care to make every stroke count. She kept her eyes locked onto his, making sure that he saw the pleasure in her face as she rode him.
As she picked up the pace she began to moan louder and louder, her body undulating above him, driving him to the brink of madness.
“Fuck me harder, Jack,” she begged, “I want to feel everything you have.”
Jack gripped her tightly and thrust his hips upwards, pushing deeper and deeper into her. He was now giving her everything he had, his entire being consumed by nothing but her.
They moved together in harmony, Olivia taking total control, Jack surrendering himself completely to her, they were one, an erotic masterpiece. As their bodies began to peak, their breathing grew heavy and ragged. Olivia’s hips bucked, her body writhing in ecstasy as she rode the waves of her climax. Jack’s eyes rolled back in his head as he moaned, the feeling of her walls pulsing around him driving him over the edge.
Their orgasmic release erupted with an almost violent force, as if they had been holding it back for too long, and it was a fire that burned fiercely. They locked eyes, their gazes intense and full of an indescribable passion as they experienced the most intense pleasure that two human beings could possibly share. Their bodies were tangled together, the sweat between them making them stick. They moved in unison, their dance of pleasure seeming to go on forever. In that moment, they were one, with no divisions between them, no boundaries or borders, nothing but the intense pleasure of two human beings in the throws of passion, completely absorbed in each other, until they collapsed in a heap, completely spent.
Their panting and moaning finally died down to a low hum, their bodies beginning to relax in each other’s embrace. Olivia gave Jack a seductive grin “How was that?” she whispered, tracing a finger down his chest.
Jack nodded. As his mind began to clear, he realized that despite his initial reluctance, he found himself pleased with their intimate encounter, feeling exhilarated and awakened to his desires. Slowly, he was becoming more and more entranced by the dominance of Olivia, and there was something about that power dynamic that he can’t quite pull himself away from.
But as they rested in each other’s arms, an unease began to form in Jack’s mind. He knew deep down that what was happening wasn’t right, that it was something that needed to stay hidden from his father. Would Jeremy find out? And if he did, what would happen?
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/12liryl/a_stepmothers_seduction_part_1
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