*All characters are 18 years of age or older*
Desire… the raw heat. It makes you lose your mind, your sleep, touching yourself and sighing breathlessly in the middle of the night, while biting the pillow, for no one to see. But what causes this in us? Where does it come from and how does it settle, encrusting itself in our flesh like a sore, and in our body like a fever that won’t go away?
In the beginning, when he was little and I was still the one bathing him, my stepson was nothing more than a chore, like any other in my daily life. But as the years passed, and the effects of time, which separates us from what we were and what we eventually become, I already desired him, even before I knew it.
When he was old enough, I unconsciously disapproved of all his girlfriends and judged them to be unworthy of him. I couldn’t see them as worthy of his arms, or his mouth; I wanted that for myself alone. And not infrequently, he also expressed the same feelings toward my boyfriends.
I’ve had many relationships that ended suddenly, because I harbored a feeling that fulfilled me. I just didn’t know it was there all along. Until one day, it finally surfaced, revealing itself as intense as it was immense.
Monday, July 7th
Barbara, good morning! How are you?
Have you ever considered simply letting things happen? I’ll put it this way:
You try to get closer to your stepson, go out with him, watch movies together, drink wine together. As I said, I have no experience with incestuous relationships, and to tell the truth, I have very little experience in love.
If you look at the girl in my story, you’ll find a lot of me. But I think sex is a consequence of other things like arousal, trust, intimacy… I think you could invest in a closeness, both physical and intimate, and experience the benefits it brings you, whatever they may be. I enjoy stories about mothers with stepsons and intend to write stories like this, and I’m immensely grateful for your willingness to help me. Is your stepson the first and only case of atypical attraction you’ve had, or have you had any others? If so, could you explain it to me?
I can tell you that in my case, for example, what fascinates me is INCEST itself! I think that if I had children, I would fantasize about them, just as I fantasize about my father, because even the word awakens a lot of desire in me. I think it’s because it’s forbidden, sinful… I don’t know. But it’s a fact that I get very excited by almost everything that involves this subject.
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Hi, Karen. Wow, from the way you write, you seem to have a lot of experience with sex, or at least you seem like someone who manages your libido well. For me, this has always been a problem, maybe because I’m too serious. I tend to only let myself go around friends or in private.
But, to answer your question, if there was something that served as, I don’t know, a kind of trigger, I don’t know. Maybe it was something that happened, and after that, everything became much more intense for me. A few months ago, I was at home with nothing much to do, no desire to go out, and my stepson and I went to watch a movie on streaming.
I didn’t know what movie it was, just that it was a European film. It wasn’t until halfway through that I realized what kind of movie it was. And you shouldn’t watch it with your 19-year-old stepson! It’s called Queen of Hearts (2019). And there’s just one scene where the stepmother has sex with her stepstepson, and it’s veeery real.
She simply walks into his room and sits next to him on the bed and starts masturbating him. Then, she leans over him and suddenly she’s sucking him off! And before he can cum in her mouth, the woman gets on all fours on the bed and turns to the boy, with that horny look on her face. Of course, the boy doesn’t think twice and starts fucking her from behind! All this uncut! Omg!
At the time, I was completely embarrassed, and of course, turned on, and my stepson was no less. The movie ended, we went to sleep, and in bed, I couldn’t help but touch myself. I must have come three times, remembering the scene. And from then on, everything became stronger within me, I mean, about my feelings for my stepson.
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Hi, Barbara!
When I said that in the character in my story, you find a lot of myself…
For example: I’m only 18 years old (Sorry if I disappointed you).
I’ve never had sex! The most I’ve experienced were a few hookups with some ex-boyfriends.
I feel very good about my libido and my sexuality, yes.
Regarding the movie, I was surprised to hear that you watched it with your stepson, because I know the film and imagine it must have been an awkward situation between you two, given the fact that you don’t have (sexual) intimacy.
It really is a very heavy film, but the scene you mention is delightful. I’d like to know more about his reaction that day. What did you observe? Can you tell me?
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Hi, Karen. Well, of course, during the scene, I was completely embarrassed, and I think he was too. He tried to hide it, but he put his hand on his crotch a few times, and I imagine he must have relieved himself in the bathroom after the movie.
But I won’t deny that it turned me on in a way I hadn’t felt in a long time. I was pretty calm about it until then — I mean, I masturbated sometimes — but after that night, I started having an unusual need.
Every day, when I showered in the morning, at night in bed, and even at work, I locked myself in the bathroom to relieve myself, unable, of course, to stop thinking about my stepson.
I even downloaded the movie. I saw a tutorial on how to do it and saved it on a flash drive that I keep hidden. But at night, in bed, I sometimes watch it on my laptop. And besides turning me on, of course, I think it only serves to make me even more horny. That must be why I dream about him. But, well, Karen, since you’re eighteen, this might be a little more complicated for you. And I apologize profusely for putting such a burden on you, asking for something so far outside your reality.
I don’t know what your fantasies about your father are, or what your relationship with him is, but I’m sure mine might be a little more complicated. So, I won’t put you in that situation, and I thank you for your kindness in responding. I wish you success in your writing and with your stories, dear.
Thank you so much for your attention. Kisses
Barbara
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Hi, Barbara
I apologize for disappointing you. I can only offer my opinions. I think intimacy is the path with the least chance of a traumatic outcome for both of you. I think you could, at some point, bring up the subject of the film with him and from there, establish an intimate relationship. I imagine something like this:
You’re in a casual stepmoment and you say, “Wow, you know what just reminded me? That movie we watched, about the stepmother having sex with her stepstepson. That movie was pretty crazy, wasn’t it?”
From there, you explore his interaction. If he shows a disapproving stance, you present more favorable arguments. If he shows a favorable stance, you reinforce it. If I were in your shoes, I would act this way.
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Hi, Karen. I went out to lunch and right afterward they called me into a meeting. But what you said stuck in my head the whole time. Sorry, dear, I wasn’t disappointed in you; it’s just that a story is one thing, and reality is quite another. And I didn’t want that to be a burden for you.
I’m a woman who’s had two children, a divorce, and is independent, in addition to holding a management position at work. So, I think my worldview is very different from yours, in terms of how to approach and solve a problem. But I have to admit, of all the times I’ve seen and rewatched that film, which excites me so much, it never crossed my mind to even bring up the subject again with my stepson. And, look, I’m surprised by you, by your boldness.
I don’t know if that’s why, but by chance, remembering the film today, something else came to mind. Something I’d written and couldn’t remember where it went. Just those words I’d pulled from deep within my soul.
And just now, sitting here at my desk, with that film in my head, I opened my work diary and on a Monday, like today, folded into two pages and with a bookmark, there was what I’d written, right in the middle of that Monday’s workday.
I just typed the text here on my laptop. It’s below:
If I were to sleep with my stepson and fulfill this desire of mine, it wouldn’t be just to have sex with him; I’d rather it were to make love; I’d rather it were something that wouldn’t disappear immediately, like waking up from a dream.
You might even come and satisfy your desire, which may only last for that stepmoment. But what about later, when you get out of bed, perhaps feeling dirty? How will you look him in the eyes? How will you tell him you love him, the same way you always have?
I’d rather have a night of lovemaking with my stepson than just one night of pleasure, even if it’s the most intense pleasure of wild sex that drives me crazy with desire.
Can you imagine what makes a logistics manager stop to write this, sitting at her desk, in the middle of her workday?
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It gives me butterflies in my stomach just thinking about someone accidentally opening my diary. Or worse, maybe my own stepson! The bag was right there on my desk in the bedroom. He just had to open it and look at the diary inside.
But at least, something to show you that this isn’t just something that haunts my dreams or some late-night fantasy.
Well, Karen, I don’t know if you’ve started writing your story yet, or what particular style you’ve chosen. But here’s something to inspire you.
And since I had this in mind, but couldn’t remember where I’d written it, I think I owe you the luck of finding it. And I hope you turn it into a beautiful story (if you want, of course).
Oh, tonight I’ll get the courage to talk to my stepson about that movie. I’ll tell you how it went.
Kisses
Barbara
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Wow, Barbara! That movie is really good! That part where she sucks her stepstepson’s dick. I can just imagine you two watching it! I doubt you wouldn’t want to do the same with yours…
When I finish my story, which is halfway through, I’ll write a short story based on yours. Are you up for it?
Barbara, I suggest you be careful with your notes! I recommend you don’t even take them! It could get you in trouble!
About what you said about them “bringing me a burden,” I don’t see any burden at all! I’m enjoying talking to you! I think incest is a very powerful thing! I think it’s a path of no return, and it’s nice to interact with other people who appreciate the topic. I imagine that if you have a relationship with your stepson, for example, you’ll feel a unique and addictive pleasure. You’ll hardly be able to stop, because you won’t find anything like it with any other man. Don’t you think?
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Hi Karen, yes, I’m open to you writing about me.
Well, about the movie, what keeps popping into my head is the image of the woman simply turning over on all fours in bed and inviting the boy to penetrate her.
I saw on the short story website that you posted a new excerpt of your story. I don’t remember which excerpt, but I left a comment there, and as soon as I get home, I’ll read the last excerpt you posted. I hope we can exchange good ideas, both to enrich your story and to help me with my stepson, because I’m getting more and more crazy about him every day.
Kisses
Barbara
To be continued…
