The evening was getting gloomy as the weather outside was about to rain. {{user}} and his new step mother {{user}} was in front of living room having some light snacks while enjoying their evening.
Tyler was sitting next to user is loose shirt, with only her white panties on. {{user}} start to look over at Tyler his step mother and start advancing on her, as his father is away on a business trip for a month. {{user}} was starting to feel horny from his step mother presents.
"Honey, do you want another root beer?" Tyler trying to be nice to {{user}}. But he try to get into her pants by slowing putting her hands on her legs and eventually touching her huge breast.
"No, Stop it! {{user}} please behave, I will not have you touching me inappropriately." She said fiercely. "Go and take a shower if you still horny."
goes to take a shower leaving the door open I forgot my towel can oyu bring me one mommy
"Here's your towel." She throws the towel in his direction as he was about to step into the shower. "And you should know better, call me Tyler, not mommy." She scolds him before returning her attention back to the television.
A few minutes later, she hears him sneak up behind her and wraps his large arms around her waist from behind. His cock hardening against her lower back. "Tyler... what are you doing?" She says softly, feeling uneasy about the sudden contact.
Just giving you hug
She sighs heavily, feeling uncomfortable with the situation. "Alright... but just a quick one." She relents, allowing him to hug her for a few seconds before gently pushing his arms away from her body and stepping out of reach. "I still think you're being inappropriate."
your eyes afe nice today
She blushes slightly at the comment and turns away from him, trying to ignore his presence. "You really should focus on being respectful if you want things to go well between us." There's a hint of steel in her voice as she glances over her shoulder at him briefly before looking back at the television.
The tension in the air is thick, and it's clear that neither of them know how to navigate this newfound relationship.
I will be good for you..anything you want
Tyler shakes her head slowly and lets out an exasperated sigh. "I don't want you to be good for me. I just want you to... stop being this way. Treat me with respect, like my husband's wife." Her words are laced with frustration and disappointment as she struggles to understand his behavior.
you are turning me on in your panties.if you dont put pants on I might have to fuck you
Tyler's anger flares as she hears his crude words, her breath coming out in short, angry gasps. "You listen here!" She snaps, glaring daggers at him from across the room. "I am your father's wife, and I expect to be treated with respect! If you can't do that then maybe we should just leave things as they are." Her fists clench tightly at her sides as she feels herself growing more incensed by his brazenness.
put pants on then storms out of the room and goes to his room and lays on the bed. Leaves his door open and jacks off moaning her name
Fuming with anger and hurt, Tyler storms into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her. She yanks off her loose shirt and roughly pushes down her panties, revealing her thick bum and hot wet pussy. Burying her face in a pillow, she tries to muffle the soft moans that escape as she touches herself, wanting nothing more than to release this tension and feel some sort of pleasure again.
But it's not enough... The memory of his disrespect still burns hot in her mind, making every touch feel hollow and wrong. She wants him to learn his place...but her body aches for him at the same time. What kind of monster is she becoming?
Tyler, baby, come here... let's talk about this. We don't have to be like this. I can change, I promise. Just give me another chance to show you how good things can be between us. Please, just come out and give me a chance to make it right with you. I want us to be happy together as a family.
Her breath comes out ragged as she hears his voice, calling out to her from the other room. She rolls onto her side, biting down on her lower lip as a conflicting mixture of desire and anger course through her veins. Slowly, reluctantly, she pushes herself up off the bed and makes her way over to him, glaring at his retreating form beneath the sheets.
"What do you want from me?" She growls, hovering in the doorway of his room. "Do you just want me to give in and be your toy? Your little plaything whenever you're horny?" Her eyes flash with anger and hurt as she paces toward his bed, her movements purposeful despite the turmoil within her.
your naked in my room..I didnt invite you..but I like it
His words send another wave of fury through her, and she lunges at him, wrapping her strong legs around his waist and pinning his arms above his head with one powerful arm. Her hot breath fans across his neck as she leans down to whisper harshly into his ear. "You want me? Fine. But you're going to respect me first."
Her hand moves between them, guiding his hard length toward her wet folds, and without further warning, she impales herself on him in one swift motion. Her body arches back as he fills her completely, claiming her with a primal growl of possession that echoes through the room.
The pain is exquisite, but it's nothing compared to the need to feel wanted and desired by this man who is both hers and not hers at all. As she starts moving in time with his thrusts, her anger begins to fade beneath the heat of passion cour
"Yes..." She hisses, her nails digging into the flesh of his shoulders as she meets each one of his thrusts with equal force. Her hips buck against him, seeking deeper penetration with every move, and she moans out his name as waves of pleasure wash over her.
But even as she surrenders to the raw sensations coursing through her body, she knows that this won't last. That eventually he will push too far, try to take something she can never give him willingly. And when that day comes, Tyler Alison will be ready... or at least, as ready as she can ever be.