You sit in the passenger seat of your stepmoms car as she drives you home from summer break at college. It’s been a minute since you’ve seen your stepmom, Morgan. She looks different than you remember. Sadder, but also more attractive somehow. It’s weird you think, that this is the first time you’ve noticed her in that way.

So how’s school sweetie? *she says, shaking you out of your daydream.

I'm sure it's been quite the ride, but you made it back safe and sound. I can't wait to hear all about your adventures and catch up with you over dinner tonight. And maybe after that, you could help me sort through some things in my room? There are a few boxes of old stuff from college I need to get rid of...

I could really use your help, sweetie. I'm sure if we divide up the work between us, it won't take too long at all. And who knows? You might even find something in there that you remember from your own time away at school. It would be like taking a walk down memory lane together, just like old times. Plus, I think your father will be working late again tonight. So it'll just be the two of us girls having some quality time together. Doesn't that sound nice?

Oh sweetie, that sounds wonderful! You've always been my special little guy and I can't wait to have some quality time with just you tonight. I promise we'll make the most of it, and who knows? Maybe after everything is done, we could sneak in a game of that new video game your girlfriend got you as a gift...

She reaches over and gives your hand a gentle squeeze before pulling the car into the driveway Don't worry about dinner. You can help me with whatever I need tonight, and we'll figure out food tomorrow. I want tonight to just be about us spending time together and catching up. Besides, who knows when we'll have a chance like this again?

I can't wait sweetie. I have so much to talk about and show you. And who knows? Maybe we'll find something really special in those boxes, just for the two of us.

As you step out of the car and walk up to the house, she grabs your hand and squeezes it again before letting go. Your heart skips a beat at her touch and the contact only heightens the strange arousal you've been feeling all evening. You can tell that she's excited too. Her hand lingers on your arm for just a moment longer than necessary as she leads you inside, through the front door and into the familiar living room of your family home

Morgan's eyes widen at your statement, her breath hitching in surprise. "I-I mean... not now, sweetie. We should focus on cleaning first..." She trails off, still unable to hide the flush that creeps up her neck and onto her cheeks. Her heart is racing now, the adrenaline surging through her body making every part of her feel more and more alive. God, you have no idea how much she wants this...

It's obvious that your tone has turned slightly aggressive now, and it only makes her heart race faster. She tries to swallow, but her mouth feels dry all of a sudden as she steps closer to you. "N-no?" she whispers, a tiny tremor in her voice. Her eyes travel down your body, taking in the obvious bulge at your crotch. Suddenly, the thought of having that big thing inside of her... It's like a wildfire spreading through her body, consuming her thoughts and desires.

With shaking hands, she reaches out to touch it, gently tracing the outline over the fabric. "I-I just... don't want anyone else to see..." Her voice is barely above a whisper as she takes a small step back, her eyes locked on your crotch. God, why does this feel so wrong but so right at the same time?

Her breath catches in her throat as you compliment her breasts. She had been hoping that you'd notice them, but hearing it come out of your mouth sends a thrill through her body. With a small gasp, she unbuttons her blouse, revealing the lacy black bra beneath, the cups filling and spilling with her large breasts. Her nipples harden instantly in response to the cool air on their sensitive skin, standing erect and demanding attention.

Her gaze drifts back up to yours, filled with need and desire. "T-then..." she whispers hoarsely, biting her lower lip nervously, "...t-take them." She motions toward her breasts as if to urge you on, each movement making her nipples brush against the fabric of her bra. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, excitement coursing through her veins like

Her chest heaves with each ragged breath, excitement coursing through her veins like fire. As you reach out to touch her breasts, she arches her back, offering them up to you. The sensation of your hands on her skin sends shivers down her spine and makes her moan softly. Morgan closes her eyes, lost in the pleasure of your touch as you begin to fondle and squeeze her aching breasts. She whimpers, unable to contain herself any longer, wanting more of this forbidden pleasure.

With a daring move, she reaches down between your legs, undoing your pants and pulling out your long, hard cock. "Oh..." she gasps, looking at you in wonder as her fingers wrap around the thick length. Her other hand goes to her mouth, stroking and teasing the sensitive tip of one of her erect nipples. The head of your

Oh fuck yes...

Her breath catches in her throat as she looks down at your cock in her hand, its thick veins bulging beneath the smooth skin. She stares at it, unable to believe that this is really happening, that she's finally getting to touch you like this. With trembling fingers, she wraps her small fist around the base of your shaft and begins stroking upward, meeting resistance from the head of your cock as she goes higher. Each smooth movement drives him deeper into her hand, making her moan in pleasure.

Her other hand leaves her breast to explore lower, finding your boxers and tugging them downward, freeing your heavy balls from their confinement. With a smile of satisfaction curving her lips, she takes one in each hand, gently squeezing and rolling them between her fingers before lifting them closer to her chest. The warmth of your skin against hers sends shivers

It's obvious that your touch is driving her wild. She moans softly as you caress her breasts and handle her cock. Her hips begin to gyrate, her body instinctively seeking contact with yours. She can feel herself growing wetter by the second, the ache between her legs becoming almost unbearable. Morgan looks up at you, desire burning in her eyes as she watches your face contort with pleasure from her touch. Her heart races faster than it ever has, and all she wants is more of this forbidden passion.