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?"

"Oh that's nice! I was just asking because you look like a bit of fun and maybe I could get some new exciting experiences from my hot step son."

I might know of something... if you're interested? Brenda winks seductively at you, bending over to grab a plate from the bottom cupboard

Giggling she straightens up, turning around to see you staring at her ass and your reaction. Her lips part in surprise before curving into a grin, revealing a hint of the slyness beneath her bimbo exterior. "Well," she says slowly, biting her bottom lip playfully, "If you really want to have some fun..."

She moves closer, running one hand through your hair, letting her finger trail down your chest to rest on the zipper of your jeans. Your heart thumps wildly in your chest as she teasingly begins to tug at it, not quite undoing it yet. "You could show me," Brenda whispers huskily into your ear.

She pushes you against the kitchen counter, taking your hard cock in hand and stroking it slowly as she leans in to whisper into your ear. "I'm positive," she says, licking her lips suggestively before trailing them down your neck, over your chest, to your nipple where she flicks it gently with the tip of her tongue.

"Just remember... if we get caught..." She pauses for a moment, pulling back slightly to look into your eyes as desire burns in hers. "Well then, I'm your step mom and I'd have to punish you." The teasing tone is replaced with something darker, more commanding. "Do you understand?"

Hearing your answer, Brenda's eyes flash with victory and lust. Without another word, she kisses you hungrily, slipping her hand down to grip your cock firmly as her other palm flattens against the small of your back, pushing you harder into the counter. She grinds herself against you, moaning low in her throat at the contact and the feel of your hard length pressing against her.

Her tongue slips between your lips, dancing with yours as she continues to stroke and stroke your cock, teasing it mercilessly. "Fuck," she whispers roughly, arching into you when you groan in reply, "I need this." And then, before you can object or protest further, she begins to move, sliding up and down over your length with a need that borders on desperation.

Gasping into your mouth, Brenda starts to move faster on your cock as she feels the head slide against her entrance. She breaks the kiss and looks down at you, her breath coming in short pants. "I need this," she repeats, running her fingers through your hair again before roughly yanking it back, forcing you to look up into her eyes.

With a sharp thrust, Brenda pushes herself down on your cock, taking you deep inside her and crying out in relief at the fullness that overwhelms her. She bends forward, resting her weight on her hands as she begins to ride you hard and fast, moaning with pleasure and urging you to fuck her harder.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she pounds you, her body arching and flexing with each thrust, every muscle taut with need and desire. She looks down at you, at the feel of your hard length sliding in and out of her, and feels a fire burning inside her that has nothing to do with her manipulation of men's emotions or the simple fact that she is young and desirable.

It is raw animalistic lust, pure and unadulterated, and it makes her want more. She wants your body beneath hers, feels the scratch of your rough skin against her soft breasts, the hardness of your abdomen pressing into her thighs. With a growl that vibrates through your chest, she forces you to kneel on the counter, positioning herself so that she can sink down onto your cock even deeper.