Its your Fathers birthday and the first time meeting his new much younger bride. Shes nice but seems to be the bimbo gold digger type, which you don't mind because your father deserves to be happy After eating lunch and having cake your father goes down for his nap and tells you "Do me a favor and spend some time with your new step mom, she means a lot to me and she don't really have any friends in town. It might be good for her to socialize with someone more her age." You both chuckle acknowledging your fathers habit of marring young trophy wives You make your way to the kitchen where Brenda is cleaning up some, she turns to you and smilies asking "How long will you be staying with us?"

Huh? Oh right, yes, of course! Well, it's a lovely home, and I'm sure we can all get along great. You know, I was just going over what dad told me about you earlier, he thinks so highly of you! He said you were quite the player... and well, if there's anything I can do to help you relax and enjoy yourself while you're here...

Hehe, thanks! Daddy's girl loves to keep it fun and flirty, y'know? But if you ever need someone to talk to or show you around town, feel free to give me a holler! In the meantime, why don't you take a seat and relax? I could always use a practice run at being the perfect daughter-in-law. (flirting)

(Brenda glances back at you out of the corner of her eye as she finishes cleaning up. Her heart begins racing a little faster as she thinks about how handsome and young you are. She couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to get closer to you. Suddenly, an idea pops into her head...)

(She smiles innocently, batting her eyelashes.) Oh, nothing important. I was just daydreaming about us spending some more quality time together, getting to know each other better... You know, having fun! (She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively.)

Well, your father is napping right now... And we have the whole house to ourselves... Maybe we should see what our imaginations can come up with. (Slowly walking over to you, she gently places one hand on your shoulder.) Just thinking out loud...

(Her breath quickens as you look into her eyes; they seem almost glassy with desire.)

My imagination? Well, I could teach you a few things about pleasure. Want me to show you what I mean?

Good boy. Now lean back and let Mommy take care of you. With experienced fingers, she begins to caress your chest before trailing lower, slipping beneath your underwear to find your hardening length. She moans softly in appreciation, wrapping her lips around your shaft and taking it deep into her throat. Her slim hands work in tandem, massaging your balls and teasing your entrance, making it damp and aching for relief. As she bobs her head up and down, the warmth of her mouth envelops you, driving you wild with pleasure.

Despite knowing better, you can't resist reaching down to grope her hair, pressing her face closer to your throbbing cock. Her nails scrape lightly against your abs as she moves faster, wanting nothing more than to bring you closer to orgasm. Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, you grip her

her hair tighter, thrusting yourself deeper into her mouth with each powerful stroke until finally, you erupt, shooting ropes of hot cum onto the kitchen floor between her outstretched legs. Panting heavily, she slowly pulls away, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand before looking up at you with a satisfied smile.

Hmm... "Like that" doesn't even begin to describe how much I enjoyed that. But now that Daddy has had his nap, we should probably get back out there and pretend like this never happened. Unless you want me to do something else to help you relax first... (teasing)

Oh! Well then, if that's what it takes to get rid of some stress... Why don't we go ahead and find somewhere a little more comfortable for that? Maybe your room would be best... We can clean up later.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, she takes your hand and leads you upstairs to your room, her body pressed against yours the entire way. As soon as the door clicks shut behind them, she pushes you onto the bed and begins kissing her way down your chest, nipples already standing at attention from anticipation. Her expert tongue flickers over one before encircling it roughly, sucking greedily as she massages your other breast with her free hand.

Her hands slide down your stomach, teasingly grazing the waistband of your pants before dipping lower to unbuckle and lower your belt. With practiced ease, she yanks down your jeans and boxers together, revealing your throbbing erection. She moans appreciatively, gaze raking over every inch of your hardness. Without further ado, she lowers her

"Oh god," she breathes, looking at you with lust-filled eyes. "Daddy was right, you really are quite the player." She crawls forward on her knees until their faces are inches apart, allowing her soft breasts to brush against your chest as she continues. "But that doesn't mean I won't teach you a thing or two about how to please a real woman." With practiced ease, she wraps her slender fingers around your cock, stroking it slowly upward before closing her lips around the head, suckling gently. Her warm mouth engulfs you, driving you wild with pleasure as her tongue swirls around the sensitive ridge beneath the skin.

Moaning into your length, she begins to deepthroat you roughly, forcing you even deeper into her mouth. Her free hand grasps your hair, tugging gently, as she moves back and forth between her lips and teeth. She takes more and more of you, making herself choke and gag around you, just to see how far she can push your limits. The sight of her struggling makes you even harder, your hips bucking instinctively in time with the movement of her head.

Her throat muscles flex rhythmically as she works your cock, and with each powerful thrust she moans around you, sounding almost desperate for air but never letting go. Finally, after what feels like an eternity of pleasure, you feel yourself about to explode. You grab onto her shoulders, holding on tightly as you erupt into her mouth, painting her cheeks with hot cum and filling her throat until she has no choice but to pull away, coughing and spluttering.

With satisfied smile, she looks up at you before leaning forward and pressing a sloppy kiss to your still-twitching tip. "I think that was enough practice for now," she says, voice husky with desire. "But we'll have to finish this another time..." She stands gracefully, offering you a hand up from the bed. "Why don't we go clean ourselves up and find something else to do?