Forbidden Christmas (Taboo Erotica) Read online

  Forbidden Christmas

  By

  Anya Merchant

  Copyright © 2014 by Anya Merchant

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  This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental. This work is intended for adults only. It contains substantial sexually explicit language and scenes that may be considered offensive by some readers.

  CHAPTER 1

  “Oh yeah, give it to me harder!”

  Jake’s eyes were locked onto his computer monitor, and his hand was pumping up and down on his shaft in time with the action in the scene. A mid-thirties busty blond woman was getting fucked hard, and though it was incredibly arousing for him to watch, he needed to do a certain amount of mental gymnastics in order to keep from comparing her to his step mom, who she looked very similar to.

  He wasn’t exactly sure just how he had ended up looking at porn. It was around 10 AM, and it was Christmas Eve. He had the day off from school, but with his step mom in the house and his step sister and dad on the way home, it wasn’t exactly like he had free reign to do whatever he wanted.

  “Oh god, don’t stop, keep going sweetie!”

  Jake hadn’t checked the details of the porn clip before clicking on it, basing his choice just off the thumb nail alone. He realized, somewhat startlingly, that it was a step mother and step son forbidden sex scene, and felt a strange and uncomfortable emotion take root in his stomach. His cock didn’t seem to mind, but he knew that it was a terrible video to watch before spending the next few days with his family.

  “Jake, are you in there?”

  He only just managed to slide his sweatpants up and switch off the clip as his door opened. Teresa, his real life step mom and the last person he wanted to see at that moment, was standing on the other side of it.

  Teresa was an attractive woman, in her late thirties but looking much more like she was in her late twenties. She had an elegant aura about her, with nicely sized breasts and a body that she kept in shape through five sessions at the gym a week.

  She was already dressed for the day, wearing a nice sweater that was flattering in the way it showed off her bosom, and a pair of tight, butt hugging jeans. Jake was still clad in the clothes he had woken up in, and that, combined with his embarrassingly hard member, made it difficult for him to face his mom.

  “Did you just get up, sweetie?” she asked. “Jessica’s going to be here soon, you need to get dressed!”

  Jessica was Jake’s step sister, and along with Teresa, she had entered his life ten years ago. He had been eight at the time, and to suddenly have a mother after losing his own as a newborn, along with a sister two years older than him, was like a dream come true.

  “Sorry mom!” Jake was blushing, and sweating a little. He had tucked his cock into the fabric of his boxers, but it was threatening to come loose and pop up, tenting his pants and being too obvious to hide. He imagined for a second what his mom’s reaction would be if that happened, and found himself blushing even more severely.

  “I can fix you breakfast really quick but I really need to get started on the meal for tomorrow.” Teresa walked over and leaned in to give Jake a kiss on the forehead. For some reason, when she came in close, he felt almost as though he was watching the porn video again, except in reality.

  “Uh, okay mom.” He felt her plant a soft, motherly peck on his forehead, and his cock throbbed in his boxers. Jake was horny, but his arousal was connected with feelings of shame and embarrassment for being in such a state so close to his own mom.

  “Christmas is the best time of the year!” Teresa walked out of his room humming a tune, and Jake breathed a sigh of relief.

  He shared most of the sentiment with her. Jake had been almost overwhelmed by the end of the semester exams and assignments that he’d been saddled with. As a senior, the rules about how much effort a student needed to be put in, and easy it used to be to get away with slacking had changed tremendously.

  Jake had spent the last couple of weeks living a Spartan existence. He did homework, he studied, and he made sure that he got enough sleep, but had almost no extra time for socializing or recreation. And that was the main reason why, with hours to spare for the first time in almost a month, he was so drawn to the allure of internet porn and the release it promised him.

  Unfortunately, it seemed like it would have to wait until later on. Jake stood up from his computer chair, and after rooting around in his dresser for a minute, he changed into appropriately warm clothes and headed downstairs.

  His family had moved into their current house a couple of years ago, after it became apparent that their old place wouldn’t be big enough for all four of them to have privacy and space. Jake’s dad was upper management for a biotech firm with branches all across the country, and pulled in a tidy sum for working long hours and traveling frequently.

  His income was more than enough to provide them with a big, spacious house. On top of having a spare guest room, the house was also outfitted with two living rooms, a nice game room in the basement, two bathrooms, a small lounge space in the attic, and a huge, luxurious dining room.

  This was important for Jake because, over the past couple of months, it had been just him and his mom in residence for most of the time. Jessica was a sophomore in college and would only visit on the weekends, and the complex relationship that she and Jake shared made him glad for it.

  “Hey sweetie,” said Teresa as Jake walked into the kitchen. “I’m also making cookies after, what kind do you want?”

  “Gingerbread, if you have the ingredients.” He sat down at the kitchen table and tried not to look at his mom’s body as she pranced around the kitchen.

  Living in the house with just him and Teresa had been a little confusing for Jake. She was such a beautiful woman, and though he knew in his mind that she was his mom, and he should look at her differently, it was hard for him to not get turned on by her and her body.

  Teresa had pulled on a pink apron and tied it around her back in a way that caused her breasts to pop out even more than they usually did. She was still humming as she watched a couple of pans on the stove and greased up one of the cookie sheets. There was a knock at the door, and she was distracted for a second.

  “I’ll get it mom,” said Jake. “It’s probably Jessica, anyway.”

  Jake hadn’t realized it from up in his room, but snow was coming down with a vengeance. When he opened up the door, along with his heavily bundled up sister, the wind pushed a mess of snowflakes in.

  Before saying anything, Jessica took off her hat, freeing her long and luxurious blond hair, and then her jacket. She was wearing a sweater underneath that showed off her shapely form, hinting at the size and shape of her large breasts.

  “Jess, wow, you look like the abominable snow man,” said Jake.

  “Ha ha, very funny. It’s nice to see you, little bro.” Jessica stepped over and wrapped her arms around him, and Jake hugged her back. His sister was cold, but as they hugged, memories of the past came flooding back to him, heating him up from the inside and threatening to reignite his excitable lower half.

  The trouble between them had started back when Jake first entered puberty. Jessica had always loved making a game out of teasing him, and on many occasions had pushed him to the point of having an aching erection with no outlet as a young teenager.

  It hadn’t all been quite so harmless, however. The summer before Jessica had left for college, the two of them had cuddled on the couch together while watching a movie. His sister was
the one who had first crossed the line, letting one of her hands wander, but soon enough the two of them were making out and groping at each other, and would have taken it even further if their parents hadn’t come home midway through.

  “Jessica! I’m so happy to see you!” Teresa came running out of the kitchen and pulled her daughter in close. Jake’s sister was the spitting image of her mother. She was definitely younger looking, and with slightly less defined curves, but every bit as beautiful overall.

  “It’s good to be home, mom,” she said. “I’m happy I was able to make it. The roads are so bad out there. I saw a car that had gone off the road every few miles.”

  “They said on the weather that the storm is only going to get worse…” Teresa finally released her daughter, and then wiped her hands on her apron. “I hope your dad’s flight doesn’t end up being delayed.”

  “Don’t worry about that, mom,” said Jake. “At least we have Jessica here, to start.”

  “You’re right,” said Teresa. “How about I whip you guys up some hot cocoa? I’m sure you could use something to warm up with, Jess.”

  She turned and walked into the other room, leaving Jake and Jessica alone in front of the door. Jessica bent over and slowly began to take her heavy winter boots off. Her butt was like a magnet for Jake’s eyes, though it made him feel terrible to give in to the temptation of looking.

  “So how has school been?” asked Jake. He forced himself to turn away and walked over to the couch, taking a seat.

  “About what you’d expect, little bro.” Jessica brushed off a couple loose flakes of snow, and then took a seat next to him. It was hard for Jake to keep his excitement under control.

  Everything was so loaded when it came to engaging with his sister. His body felt more sensitive than it usually did, and it was hard for him to meet her eyes without thinking about how sexy she was, and how close the two of them had come to crossing the line in the past.

  “How have you been doing? Did you finally manage to nab yourself a girlfriend?” Jessica flashed him a mischievous smile that made him blush and feel a little turned on.

  “No, I’ve been single,” said Jake. “Exams have been rough, and I haven’t had much time. I’m really just looking forward to relaxing for the holidays and getting a chance to unload.”

  “Well feel free to let me know if I can be of any use helping you out with your…unloading.” Jess was still smiling at him, and she reached her hand over and rubbed his knee. The two of them locked eyes with each other, and suddenly the room began to feel very, very warm.

  “I almost forgot to put up the stockings!” Teresa came bounding back in the room, and the moment was interrupted. “I was waiting for you to get here Teresa, in case you wanted to hang yours yourself.”

  “Thanks mom,” she said. “I appreciate that.”

  Jake slid away from his sister a little bit on the couch, feeling the same guilt and shame that he had felt after getting so close to her back when they were teenagers. He was confused, both at what was happening between them and what the coming holidays would hold.

  CHAPTER 2

  “I just love Christmas, don’t you Jake?”

  Jessica stood near the fireplace, reaching up to hang her stocking from one of the hooks above it. She had her butt pushed out, which was already eye catching enough in the way the loose sweater she had on caught on it.

  “Yeah, of course sis,” he replied. “It’s nice to have you back around.”

  She flashed him a smile, and then hopped in an attempt to get her stocking where it needed to be. Jake was amused by her attempt to put it up, which given her height, was quite the lofty goal.

  “Help me out with this, would you?” asked Jessica.

  Jake walked over and reached for the stocking, standing behind his sister and lifting it up and over her head. Jess pushed her butt backwards against his crotch, and he felt his cock beginning to stir within his pants. Jake wasn’t sure if it was an intentional action or not at first, but the gleam in his sister’s eye when she turned back to him told him all he needed to know.

  “You’re going to have to get way in close if you want to get that stocking up there, Jake.”

  She rubbed her butt around on his cock, and Jake felt pleasure flood across his midriff like a fast moving tide. Jess was warm, and her butt was incredibly soft, with a bounce to it that made him feel like his erection was racing into action.

  “You do want to hang the stocking up for me, don’t you Jake?”

  He didn’t say anything at first. This is how it always was with Jess. She was flirty and dangerous in a sensual way, but very cryptic, and subtle about it. Everything always had a double meaning when he was talking with her, and as usual, he was having trouble knowing exactly how to respond.

  “I…I do want to hang it,” said Jake.

  “Good. Then go ahead, bro…put it up there, nice and high.”

  Jake lifted the stocking back up and drove his hard rod into his sister’s buttocks as he did. It felt amazing, but also incredibly wrong and illicit. He felt as though he was back to being a 12 year old, stealing glances at Jess and even his mom while they were changing, except now the stakes and potential payoff were so much higher.

  “Mmm, there you go,” said Jess. “Now let me show you where I want you to put it.”

  She pointed up to a spot above the fireplace with one hand, and brought one of Jake’s hands around to her chest with the other. He hesitated at first, and then felt something in his mind begin to slip. It was enough for him to start grabbing at her breasts, groping them through her clothes and leveraging his crotch more tightly against her.

  “Right there, sis?”

  “Oh yeah Jake, right there.”

  Jessica began to rock her buns back and forth against him. He pushed into her with the same rhythm, feeling her squeeze her butt muscles in a way that would occasionally grip onto his erection through his pants.

  The stocking was completely forgotten. Jessica slowly turned herself around and stared at Jake. He recognized the look in her eyes. It was the same one that she had given him that night years back, when the two were just eager teenagers, experimenting on the couch and giving in to their hormones.

  “Oh little brother, you’ve grown so much!” Jessica continued pretending that nothing strange was happening as she slipped one of her hands down and began massaging Jake’s cock through his pants. “You’re such a big boy, now.”

  “I…Thanks, Jess.” Jake leaned towards her and began kissing her neck, one of his hands continuing to rub and tease her breasts. “Is this a new sweater? The fabric it’s made from feels so soft.”

  “Oh yeah, it is. But it’s a really warm sweater. I get hot when I wear it. Like right now, I’m way too hot…”

  The two of them made their way over to the couch, still feeling each other up but keeping their lips a safe distance apart, as though that was the one boundary that they were both nervous about crossing. Jake pulled his sister’s sweater up and over her head, leaving her in just tight fitting, low cut blouse.

  He ran his hands across the skin underneath it, and let his fingers travel all the way up until they were touching her bra strap. Jess smiled at him, and then slid her own hand down his pants, her fingers making contact with his cock through just his boxers.

  “Why don’t we sit down and watch a movie or something?” said Jess. “You know, like we used to do? It was so fun watching movies with you, baby bro.”

  “I wouldn’t mind watching a movie, either,” he replied. “Maybe we can watch a longer movie than we did last time.”

  There was an erotic hue cast over their movements and what was going on that made Jake feel almost as though the outside world didn’t exist. He still felt guilty, and knew that what they were doing was wrong, but an even more powerful emotion had taken ahold of him. He was horny, and curious, both at seeing and touching his sister and at seeing how far she’d be willing to take it.

  As if to answer him, Jess
began unzipping his pants. She moved teasingly slow, making the process of getting Jake’s cock out of his boxers into something that took as much care and confidence as though she were disarming a bomb. And given just how achingly hard and ready his member was at that point, Jake realized that it wasn’t all that far off from the truth.

  “I don’t think we’ve seen this movie before, Jake.”

  “No, I don’t think we have either.” Jake stared at his sister in disbelief as she collected her long hair and deftly pulled it into a pony tail using a pink scrunchy from inside her pocket. He was already pushing his hips up and towards her in anticipation, and when Jess finally wrapped her fingers around it and slowly brought her face down, he felt a tingle run down his spine.

  Their eyes met, and Jake realized that it was really happening. A voice in the back of his head, the voice of reason, chimed in and insisted that he still could stop it, and that he should stop it. Jake almost considered it for a moment, and then Jess brought her lips to his member and made gentle contact against it.

  “Oh man.” Jake watched as she went further, and began to kiss his cock softly and tenderly. Jess continued working slowly, and it was the most pleasurable form of torture that he had ever endured. More than anything Jake wanted her to take it into her mouth and begin sucking, but all his sister was doing was showering it with kisses.

  Jess smiled at him, again appearing as though she could read his mind, and then gave the very tip of his cock a slow lick. A small bead of precum oozed out, and she seemed to relish in tasting it, and used it in the same way as a young girl would use a drop of lip balm.

  “Oh god, Jess,” Jake moaned. “Just-“

  “Shhh.” Jess gave him a look that was both reprimanding and sisterly. “I can’t hear the movie.”

  With those words, she finally began to get serious. Jake’s sister began by taking about a third of his cock into her mouth, slurping on it and massaging it with her tongue in a way that sent Jake straight to heaven.