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This story is going to be released in sections. I am going to decide whether or not to continue this story if I get enough feedback on this one. I might just scrap this, however. I'll let all of you decide that 
. Enjoy!
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The start of a brand new day. Thursday, April 6th, 2006, to be exact. The sound of the alarm clock filled the room with a horrible inevitability that John had to get up for school today. Oh, how he hated it! John Trenton was 18 years old and he was still in high school. Not exactly the brightest cookie in the box, to be honest. Originally, however, John was a bright student who kept straight A's and B's, but in his junior year, his father was killed in a horrible car crash. Since then, he lived with the only relative he had left, and that was his stepmother, Cindy. Cindy had been his stepmother for only a month before his father had died, and still to that very day in April 2006, John didn't have much of a relationship with Cindy. This, of course, hurt her quite a bit, and she went to insane amounts to try and bond with her stepson. As a matter of fact, it wasn't until April 2006 that the two of them really bonded.
Although Cindy did not know it, John actually thought of Cindy as a very "significant" person in his life. He didn't like to think of her as a stepmother; she was a gorgeous twenty-something year old girl, and her features were all in her prime. John had spent countless hours during his summer and his senior year fantasizing and masturbating to the thought of her. Of course, he could never come out to her about this. She would probably think that he was a freak. Little did he know that she actually had the same fantasies about him. The only difference was that the erotic thoughts that she came up with had a different mood to them.
On this particular morning, John wasn't in the greatest of moods, and he slammed down onto his alarm clock with such a ferocity that the damn thing made a crack. The sound immediately ceased and the digital clock part of the device went all kablooey. "Shit," he thought, and slowly he began to drift back into sleep. Just as he was almost back into one of his sexy stepmom dreams, he heard the door open. Cindy Trenton was walking over to him, both concerned and disgruntled over the smash she had heard a moment before.
"Wake up, John," she said cautiously. "You have school today."
John turned to her and took a moment to remember that he was in nothing but his underwear under the sheets. This sense of nakedness in the presence of Cindy aroused him, and he got a bit of an erection. Nonetheless, though, he was grumpy on account of the time of day.
"I'm not going today," he stated promptly.
"Why, of course you are!" said Cindy, stamping her bare foot. The sound it made on the hardwood floor was distinct and swift; she meant business. "Either you can go to school today and do what I tell you to, or you can stay home today and live through hell."
Haha! What could this 120 pound woman do to him that would be considered hell? He laughed aloud when she said this, causing her eyes to widen and her nostrils to flare in anger. Nobody disrespected Cindy and got away with it.
"I'll take the hell," he chuckled, and rolled over and into a deep sleep.
"Fine," Cindy thought. "That's just what I hoped for."
* * *
Before we progress with the story, let me inform you of a few key facts that led up to this heartwarming predicament. First, we'll start with John. As stated previously, his father died in a car crash, and since that happened, he had been spiraling downward, both in his head and in the classroom. He became a regular class cutter, a frequent face in the in-school suspension room when he was caught, and a very well-known member of the principal's office. This leads into the concern of Cindy, who he is not blood related to, but she cares about him nonetheless. Since the death of John Trenton Sr., Cindy has tried bonding with her stepson, but every time she would try to make a connection with him, he would push away or lock himself inside his room. She even went as far as buying them Ozzy Osbourne tickets, but he simply took them and brought a friend instead.
There's another side of Cindy's liking for John as well. It's a liking that some would consider to be one of the sexiest and erotic situations of all, or it could be considered by many others that it is a sick and perverted mindset. Cindy was sexually attracted to John, who was now 18. She wasn't at first, but ever since that last birthday of his, she found something irresistable about him. Maybe it was the coming of personal consent that made her feel so lustful when she looked at him on that very day. Alas, she would never know. But one thing she did know was that she had long, captivating fantasties about her stepson; the kind that a good portion of society would look down on and shun. These fantasties, while they did include nudity and sex, did not focus on the thrill of the orgasm. No no, quite the contrary, actually.
Her fantasy went a bit something like this. It would be an early school morning (just like the one presented to her in real life) and John would be very sleepy. She would ask him if he wanted to go to school today, and he would say no. She would then proceed to have a fit and tell him that he had to go, or he could stay here and endure what she had planned for him. Every time she fantastized this, John picked the hell, so just imagine Cindy's surprise when she was presented to this fantasy in real life! The way he had arrogantly turned himself over and fallen back asleep was like something from her very dreams, and now it was all coming true! The next part of her fantasy was going to be done, after a quick phone call.
Cindy found the phone on the cradle in her room and dialed the school's number by memory. Two rings into the call, the main office picked up. Cindy asked her question.
"Hello, I would like to get the class schedule for a Johnathon Trenton..."
* * *
His eyes shot open, and the first thing he saw was Cindy. She was laying next to him, completely naked. Her entire body was pink with warmth, and she gazed deeply at him. He also noticed that he was nude too. It was his greatest fantasy, and he was actually living it! Cindy raised her head, never once taking her eyes off of her naked stepson's face.
"Welcome to Hell," she said wickedly. She had always imagined herself saying it that way, and actually getting to say it to John gave her goosebumps. She seductively curled her toes when she saw him smile.
They were both on the bed. John was still a bit groggy, as he did not notice the predicament that he was in. Upon immobile inspection, it could be said that John was happily laying on his bed in the nude next to a beautiful woman. But the reality of the situation was not as pleasant. All it would take for John to learn the true horror of the present is if he made an attempt to lift any of his limbs. When he did so, he found that he could not. Cindy had superglued John's appendages to the sheets, which were tucked in so tightly under the two of them that it would be impossible for him to escape. John let out a small gulp when he learned this. Cindy got off the bed and looked him over.
"Wakey wakey, Johnny," she said with a grin. "I'm so happy that you could join us today." She cupped her breasts in her hands and played with them a bit, causing Johnny's long-awaited boner to slowly pop up. He had no idea that this would be happening to him, and he knew that it wouldn't definitely not be as bad as school. Hell, he thought, it would be incredible.
Cindy walked over to the foot of the bed. Her bare feet made sexy little patter noises. Johnny noticed now that she was carrying his half-demolished digital alarm clock in her hand. She was still able to use it, it seemed, as she put the alarm in at 7:30am. The time itself was 7:20am. She placed the clock on the television that was behind her. Then, she got up onto the bed and crawled her way up to John's left side. His boner was now in full force.
"You're here early," she stated promptly. He had no idea that she was such a fan of the role-playing thing. He remained silent.
"Class is going to begin in approximetly ten minutes. I sure do hope you have your textbooks." She reached over to his erect penis and gave it a nice, gentle squeeze. He moaned ever so lightly at this, and she continued to massage it. First, with one hand, then with both. She made sure that her wicked long nails didn't scratch his genitals, and he marveled at the intense pleasure that she was squeezing out of his member. He knew that it would be an orgasm to remember for ages.
Finally, John started to feel it coming. The orgasm was only seconds away. He was so close!
BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT!
Cindy immediately ceased. She got up off of the bed and walked over to the alarm clock, shut off the alarm properly, and reset the time for 8:30am. John looked at her pleadingly.
"Please Cindy," he begged. "I was so close. You've got give me another squeeze. Please, just one more!" Cindy laughed at his predicament. He started to squirm, hoping that the force of gravity would maybe pull his penis down and give him sweet relief. No such thing happened.
"Class is now in session," she said. "Today, in biology, we will be learning about sexual education." She walked over to the spot she had been sitting at before and sat back down. Her grin was now a frown, and she looked over her naked stepson and tsked.
"Johnathon Trenton," she said sternly, "you are not prepared for class today. You will be forced to take the alternate assignment." With that, she stood up on the bed and stepped one foot over John, letting herself gently plop down onto his stomach. His heart was racing and his dick was twitching from this sexy encounter. He closed his eyes so that he could heighten the experience. Her hands started to reach for his groin and....AHHHHHHH!
What John felt was not the pleasure-filled sensation of his step-mother hands around his penis, but rather the feeling of her long, sharp fingernails gently scrapping his crotch area. She was tickling all around his pubic region! Her hands gently glided onto the waistline, and she would quickly dig her fingers into his loins and then lower her fingers to tickle his scrotum and his taint. John thrashed upward. He hadn't any idea of this ticklish area until that very moment. She giggled and continued tickling this area, letting her nails spider-tickle all around the sensitive spot. She made outlines with her fingernails up to his waistline, then gently let them glide back down to below his balls. She didn't dare touch his penis.
"Stop it!" he screamed. He hadn't the slightest idea that his men's area was so ticklish, and she marveled at the effect that this was having over him. He thrashed about wildly and laughed helplessly as she assulted his poor crotch. She did this to him for 20 minutes, then stopped.
"Mr. Trenton", Cindy said in her stern voice, "you better not resist, or you'll find yourself in even more trouble than that which you are already in." And with that simple statement, she returned to his crotch. She tickled him like this for another 25 minutes.
BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT!
Cindy ceased. The alarm went off, signifying the end of biology. Cindy sexily walked over to the alarm clock and turned it off again, this time setting it to another time. She turned around to look at John, who was now sweating all over and breathing heavily. His genital area was pink, and his penis was even more erect that it had been before.
John also noticed that her seductive face was back. She gently glided over to where she had previously sat, and then started to lightly caress his penis. Oh, sweet relief! He was finally going to get what he had been waiting for for the last hour. She used one hand to caress his penis from the bottom of the shaft to the bottom of his head, while the other hand gently rubbed his penis head. Pre-cum was already starting to soak her hands as she did this. John laid back and involuntarily moaned.
And at last, right as he was about to get what he wanted!!...
BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT!
. Enjoy!BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT!
The start of a brand new day. Thursday, April 6th, 2006, to be exact. The sound of the alarm clock filled the room with a horrible inevitability that John had to get up for school today. Oh, how he hated it! John Trenton was 18 years old and he was still in high school. Not exactly the brightest cookie in the box, to be honest. Originally, however, John was a bright student who kept straight A's and B's, but in his junior year, his father was killed in a horrible car crash. Since then, he lived with the only relative he had left, and that was his stepmother, Cindy. Cindy had been his stepmother for only a month before his father had died, and still to that very day in April 2006, John didn't have much of a relationship with Cindy. This, of course, hurt her quite a bit, and she went to insane amounts to try and bond with her stepson. As a matter of fact, it wasn't until April 2006 that the two of them really bonded.
Although Cindy did not know it, John actually thought of Cindy as a very "significant" person in his life. He didn't like to think of her as a stepmother; she was a gorgeous twenty-something year old girl, and her features were all in her prime. John had spent countless hours during his summer and his senior year fantasizing and masturbating to the thought of her. Of course, he could never come out to her about this. She would probably think that he was a freak. Little did he know that she actually had the same fantasies about him. The only difference was that the erotic thoughts that she came up with had a different mood to them.
On this particular morning, John wasn't in the greatest of moods, and he slammed down onto his alarm clock with such a ferocity that the damn thing made a crack. The sound immediately ceased and the digital clock part of the device went all kablooey. "Shit," he thought, and slowly he began to drift back into sleep. Just as he was almost back into one of his sexy stepmom dreams, he heard the door open. Cindy Trenton was walking over to him, both concerned and disgruntled over the smash she had heard a moment before.
"Wake up, John," she said cautiously. "You have school today."
John turned to her and took a moment to remember that he was in nothing but his underwear under the sheets. This sense of nakedness in the presence of Cindy aroused him, and he got a bit of an erection. Nonetheless, though, he was grumpy on account of the time of day.
"I'm not going today," he stated promptly.
"Why, of course you are!" said Cindy, stamping her bare foot. The sound it made on the hardwood floor was distinct and swift; she meant business. "Either you can go to school today and do what I tell you to, or you can stay home today and live through hell."
Haha! What could this 120 pound woman do to him that would be considered hell? He laughed aloud when she said this, causing her eyes to widen and her nostrils to flare in anger. Nobody disrespected Cindy and got away with it.
"I'll take the hell," he chuckled, and rolled over and into a deep sleep.
"Fine," Cindy thought. "That's just what I hoped for."
* * *
Before we progress with the story, let me inform you of a few key facts that led up to this heartwarming predicament. First, we'll start with John. As stated previously, his father died in a car crash, and since that happened, he had been spiraling downward, both in his head and in the classroom. He became a regular class cutter, a frequent face in the in-school suspension room when he was caught, and a very well-known member of the principal's office. This leads into the concern of Cindy, who he is not blood related to, but she cares about him nonetheless. Since the death of John Trenton Sr., Cindy has tried bonding with her stepson, but every time she would try to make a connection with him, he would push away or lock himself inside his room. She even went as far as buying them Ozzy Osbourne tickets, but he simply took them and brought a friend instead.
There's another side of Cindy's liking for John as well. It's a liking that some would consider to be one of the sexiest and erotic situations of all, or it could be considered by many others that it is a sick and perverted mindset. Cindy was sexually attracted to John, who was now 18. She wasn't at first, but ever since that last birthday of his, she found something irresistable about him. Maybe it was the coming of personal consent that made her feel so lustful when she looked at him on that very day. Alas, she would never know. But one thing she did know was that she had long, captivating fantasties about her stepson; the kind that a good portion of society would look down on and shun. These fantasties, while they did include nudity and sex, did not focus on the thrill of the orgasm. No no, quite the contrary, actually.
Her fantasy went a bit something like this. It would be an early school morning (just like the one presented to her in real life) and John would be very sleepy. She would ask him if he wanted to go to school today, and he would say no. She would then proceed to have a fit and tell him that he had to go, or he could stay here and endure what she had planned for him. Every time she fantastized this, John picked the hell, so just imagine Cindy's surprise when she was presented to this fantasy in real life! The way he had arrogantly turned himself over and fallen back asleep was like something from her very dreams, and now it was all coming true! The next part of her fantasy was going to be done, after a quick phone call.
Cindy found the phone on the cradle in her room and dialed the school's number by memory. Two rings into the call, the main office picked up. Cindy asked her question.
"Hello, I would like to get the class schedule for a Johnathon Trenton..."
* * *
His eyes shot open, and the first thing he saw was Cindy. She was laying next to him, completely naked. Her entire body was pink with warmth, and she gazed deeply at him. He also noticed that he was nude too. It was his greatest fantasy, and he was actually living it! Cindy raised her head, never once taking her eyes off of her naked stepson's face.
"Welcome to Hell," she said wickedly. She had always imagined herself saying it that way, and actually getting to say it to John gave her goosebumps. She seductively curled her toes when she saw him smile.
They were both on the bed. John was still a bit groggy, as he did not notice the predicament that he was in. Upon immobile inspection, it could be said that John was happily laying on his bed in the nude next to a beautiful woman. But the reality of the situation was not as pleasant. All it would take for John to learn the true horror of the present is if he made an attempt to lift any of his limbs. When he did so, he found that he could not. Cindy had superglued John's appendages to the sheets, which were tucked in so tightly under the two of them that it would be impossible for him to escape. John let out a small gulp when he learned this. Cindy got off the bed and looked him over.
"Wakey wakey, Johnny," she said with a grin. "I'm so happy that you could join us today." She cupped her breasts in her hands and played with them a bit, causing Johnny's long-awaited boner to slowly pop up. He had no idea that this would be happening to him, and he knew that it wouldn't definitely not be as bad as school. Hell, he thought, it would be incredible.
Cindy walked over to the foot of the bed. Her bare feet made sexy little patter noises. Johnny noticed now that she was carrying his half-demolished digital alarm clock in her hand. She was still able to use it, it seemed, as she put the alarm in at 7:30am. The time itself was 7:20am. She placed the clock on the television that was behind her. Then, she got up onto the bed and crawled her way up to John's left side. His boner was now in full force.
"You're here early," she stated promptly. He had no idea that she was such a fan of the role-playing thing. He remained silent.
"Class is going to begin in approximetly ten minutes. I sure do hope you have your textbooks." She reached over to his erect penis and gave it a nice, gentle squeeze. He moaned ever so lightly at this, and she continued to massage it. First, with one hand, then with both. She made sure that her wicked long nails didn't scratch his genitals, and he marveled at the intense pleasure that she was squeezing out of his member. He knew that it would be an orgasm to remember for ages.
Finally, John started to feel it coming. The orgasm was only seconds away. He was so close!
BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT!
Cindy immediately ceased. She got up off of the bed and walked over to the alarm clock, shut off the alarm properly, and reset the time for 8:30am. John looked at her pleadingly.
"Please Cindy," he begged. "I was so close. You've got give me another squeeze. Please, just one more!" Cindy laughed at his predicament. He started to squirm, hoping that the force of gravity would maybe pull his penis down and give him sweet relief. No such thing happened.
"Class is now in session," she said. "Today, in biology, we will be learning about sexual education." She walked over to the spot she had been sitting at before and sat back down. Her grin was now a frown, and she looked over her naked stepson and tsked.
"Johnathon Trenton," she said sternly, "you are not prepared for class today. You will be forced to take the alternate assignment." With that, she stood up on the bed and stepped one foot over John, letting herself gently plop down onto his stomach. His heart was racing and his dick was twitching from this sexy encounter. He closed his eyes so that he could heighten the experience. Her hands started to reach for his groin and....AHHHHHHH!
What John felt was not the pleasure-filled sensation of his step-mother hands around his penis, but rather the feeling of her long, sharp fingernails gently scrapping his crotch area. She was tickling all around his pubic region! Her hands gently glided onto the waistline, and she would quickly dig her fingers into his loins and then lower her fingers to tickle his scrotum and his taint. John thrashed upward. He hadn't any idea of this ticklish area until that very moment. She giggled and continued tickling this area, letting her nails spider-tickle all around the sensitive spot. She made outlines with her fingernails up to his waistline, then gently let them glide back down to below his balls. She didn't dare touch his penis.
"Stop it!" he screamed. He hadn't the slightest idea that his men's area was so ticklish, and she marveled at the effect that this was having over him. He thrashed about wildly and laughed helplessly as she assulted his poor crotch. She did this to him for 20 minutes, then stopped.
"Mr. Trenton", Cindy said in her stern voice, "you better not resist, or you'll find yourself in even more trouble than that which you are already in." And with that simple statement, she returned to his crotch. She tickled him like this for another 25 minutes.
BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT!
Cindy ceased. The alarm went off, signifying the end of biology. Cindy sexily walked over to the alarm clock and turned it off again, this time setting it to another time. She turned around to look at John, who was now sweating all over and breathing heavily. His genital area was pink, and his penis was even more erect that it had been before.
John also noticed that her seductive face was back. She gently glided over to where she had previously sat, and then started to lightly caress his penis. Oh, sweet relief! He was finally going to get what he had been waiting for for the last hour. She used one hand to caress his penis from the bottom of the shaft to the bottom of his head, while the other hand gently rubbed his penis head. Pre-cum was already starting to soak her hands as she did this. John laid back and involuntarily moaned.
And at last, right as he was about to get what he wanted!!...
BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT BZZZT!
