The Chair by tw_holt
Discover the tantalizing world of desire and power dynamics in ‘The Chair’ by tw_holt. This steamy erotic tale explores the depths of passion and intimacy, inviting you to experience a thrilling journey of seduction and sensuality. Dive in for an unforgettable encounter that will leave you breathless!
His mom and memories gone; an aunt comes to his aid. , Author’s note: I’m calling this my two year anniversary story. It’s mostly aunt/nephew, with mom/son mixed in.
The Chair
Chapter 1
Sharon and Nikki stumbled into Sharon’s front door. It was one in the morning. Both women were laughing, holding one another, assisting each other to Sharon’s couch, landing on it in a drunken stupor.
The two friends enjoyed a night out, celebrating Nikki’s last day on her job with dinner and drinks. Luckily Sharon’s small home was within walking distance of the beachside tavern.
“What a night,” Sharon rested her head on the back of her couch.
“It’s not over,” Nikki grinned, the mid-40s brunette, placed her hand on Sharon’s thigh causing her to chuckle.
“Oh yeah?” Sharon asked.
“Is it ok if I stay the night?”
Sharon laughed, the late-30s, bob-style, blonde, shot her friend a look. “Really? Sure I guess!”
“Great! Where’s your wine?” Nikki asked.
“I have some unopened bottles in the cabinet next to the fridge.”
Nikki got up, happily fixing them some wine, returning to the couch with filled glasses. “Now then, I know you and George just broke up, and it was quite unpleasant, but I think we can talk sex. Right?”
Sharon took her glass, sipping it. “Sure, why not.”
“Good. What’s the craziest thing you’ve done?” Nikki took a large gulp after she asked.
“The butt. I’ve done it in the butt,” Sharon flatly answered. “Satisfied?”
“Sort of. My turn,” Nikki downed more wine, setting the glass on the coffee table.
“Go ahead,” Sharon smiled.
“My son,” Nikki answered.
“What about him?”
“I’ve done him.”
“You and Ted had sex?”
“Yep.”
Sharon paused a moment. “Really? Are you sure?”
Nikki laughed, “Of course I’m sure!”
“You’re joking.”
“I’m telling the truth. My son and I,” Nikki paused, standing in front of Sharon, “got it on!”
Sharon’s mouth dropped, a slight gasp exited her mouth.
Nikki straddled her. “Want to know how it was?”
Sharon, still shocked, but at the same time not 100% surprised that Nikki would do this, nodded.
“It was the best sex I’ve ever had. It transcended everything I’ve ever known. I nearly came when he entered me. We became one.”
Sharon, staying quiet, watched Nikki look to the ceiling, running her hands all over her own body. “Oh fuck! So good, Sharon.”
“Um, I, uh,” Sharon said.
“Want to seduce Sam?” Nikki asked of Sharon’s son.
“No! I mean, no, that’s not for me.”
“Mmmm,” Nikki moaned, hugging Sharon on the couch, “it was perfect. Beyond perfect.”
Nikki whispered in Sharon’s ear, “I want him all the time now.”
Sharon gulped. “You, you do?” she asked, thinking of her college sophomore son, Sam.
“I’m going to New York later this month and dragging his ass back down here to live with me. Oh Sharon! I can’t wait!”
“Wow,” Sharon whispered.
“You’re thinking of Sam, aren’t you? Wondering what it’s like? I’m telling you, it’s the best, nothing compares,” Nikki closed her eyes.
“My sister, Julie, her and my nephew live near your new home,” Sharon said.
“Oh yeah? Are they lovers?”
Sharon shrugged, “I, I’m not sure. Sometimes, I think they are!” she giggled.
“Shit, I gotta take the edge off. The alcohol, admitting what Ted and I do, I gotta cum!” Nikki stood in front of Sharon and started removing her blouse and pants.
“Um,” Sharon watched.
“Sharon, don’t be silly. You know we were flirting tonight, we were drinking, dancing. The laugh you gave when I grabbed your ass, come on. You knew we’d end up back at one of our places, in bed, a final ‘fuck you’ to your ex.”
“Well, I,”
“Our pussies grinding,” Nikki continued.
Sharon gulped again and nodded.
“You ever been with a woman?”
“No.”
“Time to play then,” Nikki grabbed Sharon’s hand, pulling her up. “Maybe when you climax as I’m eating you out, you can pretend it’s Sam making love to you.”
Sharon gasped again, her mouth met with Nikki’s, covering it, her tongue invading.
Nikki ended the kiss, smiled, and led Sharon to the nearby bedroom. Sharon stood in the doorway, watching a nude Nikki crawl on all fours onto the bed.
Sharon pushed thoughts of Sam aside, thoughts of being held by him, pinned down by him, fucked by him, blaming the alcohol and smiled at her friend. She unbuttoned her shirt and moved into the bedroom.
The night continued on. The next four hours consisted of Sharon and Nikki cumming over and over again. Mouths covered pussies, tongues lapped up sex juices, pussies collided, grinding against one another.
Sharon’s experimentation after a bad breakup was ruined by incestuous thoughts creeping into her mind during and after each orgasm. Nikki’s words rang in her ear over and over, curiosity about her sister Julie and her son re-emerging.
Finally, after five in the morning, the two women, sweaty, exhausted, collapsed on the bed next to each other. They were out of breath, moaning, coming down off another orgasm. Sleep found them in minutes.
“Are you sure you don’t want to stay for breakfast?” Sharon asked Nikki, two hours later.
“Nah, I need to get going. I have a lot of unpacking to do. Thanks though,” Nikki hugged Sharon. “Think we can do this again sometime? Ted would love those perky tits of yours.”
Sharon watched a clothed Nikki play with Sharon’s bare breasts. “Maybe,” Sharon smiled.
The two women kissed goodbye and Nikki left.
Sharon hummed to herself, strolling through her small home, nude, on her way back to bed. There was a knock at the door.
“Forget something?” Sharon called out, walking back to the front door, quickly opening it. The last thing she saw before she lost consciousness was a tall man, George, her ex, standing there, his fist clinched and heading right toward Sharon’s head.
The next thing Sharon remembered was her son’s voice. He was next to her, whispering in her ear, how much he loved her and needed her; begging for forgiveness for not being there to protect her.
More time passed, Sharon had no idea how much. She could see now, her vision blurry. She heard Sam’s happiness and tears of joy. Sharon was moving, touching her face, feeling heavy bandages.
“Mom!” Sam exclaimed.
Sharon was so tired and sore, but she moved her hand to Sam’s face, feeling his tears and kisses. Sharon went back to sleep a little later.
This sleep was different, she had dreams. She dreamed of Sam and her naked, kissing, moving to a bed. Another dream featured Nikki’s words in the background somewhere, “beyond perfect,” while Sam ate her pussy, looking up to smile lovingly at his mother.
In another dream she was cumming. Sharon was cumming, on all fours, while Sam took her from behind. Sharon woke up, her vision less blurry, Sam still at her side.
“Sam. I love you,” Sharon whispered.
“Mom! I love you too! So much,” Sam leaned in close, brushing her hair away from a bandage. “When you get out of here, we’re going away for awhile. We’re going to the cabin. It’s far away, up in the mountains. I’ll put school on hold. I’ll protect you.”