Hot for Step-Mom
Something is in the water today, because I’m feeling more horny for my inlaws then ever:
I’m a 17-year-old male with a tickling fetish and I don’t have a problem with it. It just gets me off to tickle women. So why am I writing to you? My parents divorced when I was 13 and I live with my dad since my mom moved away. Six months ago, my dad married a 29-year-old woman. A few months ago, I tickled her armpit when she reached up into a cupboard. She didn’t pull away and seemed to enjoy it. Surprisingly, she also has a tickling fetish on the opposite end. She loves it when a man tickles her. She now walks around the house barefoot and with skimpy clothing so that her stomach and ribs are exposed so I can tickle her whenever I want.
However, we always do it behind my dad’s back. I would NEVER do this with my real mother. (That’s sick.) But with a stepmom, is it okay? I’m starting to feel guilty about doing this without my dad’s knowledge.
And if you thought Savage Love was good, wait until you see Cary Tennis take on some serious in-family loving:
I’m a 35-year old stepmom and mother of a 5-year-old daughter. I find myself attracted to my 17-year-old stepson and, more worrisome, I think he is attracted to me. He lives with his father and me half the time and with his mother the other half. I’ve been in his life since he was 9 and his brother was 7, and we’re pretty much a blended-family success story. Everyone gets along, my stepsons are both great kids, and my daughter worships her brothers. My husband and I love each other and are good partners in working as a team, taking care of the kids, home, work, extended family, etc., though “marital relations” are close to nonexistent, due partly to the usual stress and partly to my husband’s low libido.
The kid I used to know has grown into a charming and attractive young man who looks even older than his age. He’s tall, dark and handsome.
I’m sure I can’t be the only stepparent, male or female, who must try to quell feelings of attraction to an attractive teen stepchild. I mean, we’re human. I wasn’t worried about suppressing my own previously fleeting feelings of this nature until recently, when we seem to be catching each other’s eyes more, and he seems to be making efforts to be around me more than he needs to, bringing up casual topics of conversation, just so we can spend more time talking. I find myself wanting to do that too, and thinking of him when I shut my eyes at night.