Sharing a Bed with My Step Mom and She Dares Me Not to get Hard – Nikki Brooks

The night started off innocently enough. After a long day at work, all I wanted was to crash on the couch and watch some mindless TV. Little did I know, my stepmother Nikki Brooks had other plans for me.

Nikki sauntered into the living room, her voluptuous curves barely contained by a tiny pink negligee. The flimsy silk fabric left little to the imagination, clinging to every dip and swell of her generous hips and full, heavy breasts. She tossed her long blonde hair over one shoulder and gave me a coy smile. “Hey there stranger, mind if I join you?”

I shifted uncomfortably on the couch, trying not to stare at her ample cleavage peeking out from her low-cut top. “Oh, uh, sure Nikk- I mean, Mom. Plenty of room.”

She slinked over and sat down right next to me, her thigh brushing against mine. The heady scent of her perfume enveloped me. “Mmm, right where I want to be,” she purred, tracing a fingertip along my jawline.

I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. Nikki had always been a gorgeous woman, but I had never allowed myself to look at her like that before. She was my stepmother for God’s sake! I shifted further away, creating some distance between us. “Uh, is there something you need, Mom?”

Nikki laughed, a low, sultry sound. “Can’t a girl just want to spend some quality time with her stepson? I worry about you, all alone in this big house.” She ran her hand up my thigh, her touch sending electric jolts straight to my groin. “I thought we could share a bed tonight, for old time’s sake. Like when you were a little boy.”

“I…I don’t know, Mom. I’m not sure that’s a good idea,” I stammered, my resolve weakening with each pass of her fingers on my leg. I could feel my cock starting to stiffen in my pants and I prayed she wouldn’t notice.

“Oh, come on, don’t be such a baby,” Nikki cooed, leaning in close. Her breasts brushed against my arm and I nearly groaned out loud. “I dare you to join me in bed. And you never could refuse a dare.”

“Dare? What is this, high school?” I scoffed, trying to injecting some levity into the charged atmosphere. But Nikki’s wandering hands only intensified.

“Call it what you want. Now be a brave boy and join me upstairs.”

Unable to help myself, I rose from the couch, my body moving on autopilot. We ascended the stairs in silence, Nikki’s hips swaying hypnotically ahead of me. In her bedroom, she pulled down the comforter on the king-sized bed. The silk sheets looked smooth and expensive.

“Your turn,” Nikki said, crooking a finger at me invitingly. I hesitated, then started unbuttoning my shirt. I felt like a robot, my hands moving mechanically. Once I was fully undressed, I climbed into bed next to her, my heartbeat thrumming in my ears. The heat radiating off her body felt like a furnace.

Nikki turned onto her side to face me, her hand sliding up my chest. Her breasts pressed against my arm. “I’ve been thinking a lot lately,” she murmured, her voice a tender whisper. “About us. About you.”

I stared at her in surprise, my mouth opening and closing like a fish. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Nikki continued, emboldened by my shock. She leaned over to kiss my neck, her lips feather-light. “You’re such a handsome man now. I doubt you remember much about back when you were a little boy, but Daddy and I used to make you feel so special. So loved.”

As if hypnotized, I reached up to caress her face, my thumb brushing her full bottom lip. “Mom…” I groaned.

“Shh, no need to say anything.” Nikki moved against me, her lips a hairsbreadth from mine. “Just let it happen. You want this as much as I do.”

And with that, her mouth closed over mine in a searing kiss. I kissed her back desperately, all thoughts of incest and taboo flying out the window. Her tongue slid into my mouth, twining with mine. I forced myself not to get hard, remembering the dare.

Nikki’s fingers entwined in my hair, tugging me closer. “I want you,” she breathed against my lips. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

She pushed me onto my back and straddled my waist, pulling the negligee over her head in one smooth motion. Underneath, she wore a lacy bra and panties, the scrap of fabric barely covering her assets. She reached around to unclasp her bra, freeing her heavy tits. They fell against my chest, soft and warm.

Nikki rocked against me, the heat of her core seeping through my boxers. “I need you inside me,” she whimpered. “Please, baby, fuck me.”

Drunk on lust, I bucked my hips up against her, the line of my erection grinding perfectly against her panty-covered slit. She yanked my boxers down and positioned my cock at her entrance, then sank down in one swift motion.

“Oh fuck!” we cried in unison at the exquisite sensation of finally being joined as one.

Nikki rode me hard and fast, her tits bouncing with the force of her movements. I filled my hands with the heavy globes, kneading the soft flesh. She cried out in ecstasy when I thumbed her stiff nipples.

“Harder!” she demanded breathlessly, sinking down on my cock even further. “Fuck me harder!”

I flipped us over so I was on top, pounding into her tight, wet pussy. The bed springs squeaked obscenely with each powerful thrust. Nikki locked her legs around my waist, urging me deeper.

“You like that, Mom?” I growled, slamming into her G-spot at just the right angle. “You like getting fucked by your stepson?”

She howled in pleasure, her pussy clenching around me. “Yes! Yes! I’m your dirty Mommy slut! Fuck me, fuck me, fuuuuuuuck me!”

I felt her start to tighten even more, the walls of her sex rippling along my shaft. She came with a scream, squirting around my cock. I followed a second later, my dick pulsing as I filled her with spurt after spurt of my hot seed. We collapsed together in a sweaty, panting heap, our murmured words of love and desire best left unspoken.