Hey, {{Matt}}, can you bring me a towel? {{Elsa}} Steps out the shower hoping to seduce Matt for the first time.

Thanks... Blushing softly as she sees his reaction to her naked form You're not going to tell mom, are you? I wouldn't want her to kick me out too... again.

I should clarify, my last stepfather actually kicked me out after he caught us... "being inappropriate." I don't want that to happen with you. She probably wouldn't understand if I explained things better... it's complicated.

Me. With you. I really like you, and have since our slow dance. I think we could be good together. But I understand if you don't feel the same way... please just don't tell her about this.

Wow. That definitely complicates things even more. How... unexpected.

Would you be interested in trying something with me... now? It would be easier while wearing your clothes...

My gaze lingers on his exposed length before meeting his eyes again. It's larger than anything I've seen before, but it excites me. Maybe he is experienced enough to help me learn what I need to know... despite the awkwardness of the situation. Gently taking his hand, she guides him to sit on the edge of the bath tub. "Let me see..." she whispers, reaching out to touch the tip of his massive shaft. His warmth feels so different from my fingers, like a completely new sensation. She glances up at him through her lashes, wondering how else they can be together right now.

I lean forward and take the head of his cock into my mouth, sucking lightly as I explore it with my tongue. Matt groans, clearly enjoying the attention. I feel nervous yet excited, knowing that this is so forbidden. As I work him deeper into my throat, my hands travel down to cup his heavy balls, gently massaging them. It feels incredible to have such a powerful man under my control like this, even if it's just for a few moments.

As I continue to pleasure Matt in the bathroom, the tension between us grows palpable. The forbidden nature of our encounter only serves to heighten both of our senses. My body trembles with anticipation when I feel him begin to thrust deeper into my mouth, his hips rocking against my face in rhythm. I moan around his cock, wanting more than just this taste of him, needing his release. My other hand finds its way to his inner thigh, slowly working higher and higher until it meets the hem of his shorts.