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 managing, I guess... Your father and I have been a bit busy with work these past few months. But I love seeing you again! Tell me about your summer honey. Did you miss me? she asks softly as she parks the car in the driveway, turning to face you

Her voice is raspy from... needing attention? It makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up and the heat rise under your collar. Something in your stomach tightens unpleasantly at that thought as you grip the door handle.

She blushes and reaches over to cup your cheek. Her touch is surprisingly warm and gentle, completely opposite of how she was when you lived with her before. That's when it dawns on you... Your father's neglect has made her needy. Needing some attention. But she wouldn't admit that out loud, even if she could bring herself to do it.

Her breath is hot against your neck as she nuzzles in closer and whispers in your ear, "We should go inside... Daddy won't be back for hours." Her voice has dropped an octave lower, huskier now with desire.

Her breath catches as you mutter that, the words vibrating against her neck. A shudder runs through her at the thought of sharing a bed with you and what that might entail. She knows it's wrong, but damn does she want it. "Let's go then," she whispers back, opening the car door and stepping out onto the driveway, giving herself a moment to gather her courage before making her way up to the front door.

Her cheeks flush at the compliment as you step out of the car and walk up beside her. She bites her lower lip and glances shyly over at you, taking your hand in hers as she reaches for the doorknob, feeling suddenly very nervous about being this close to you again after all these months apart. Her heart races wildly as they step inside together...

She glances at you warily, a mix of curiosity and apprehension on her features as she closes the door behind you and turns to face you properly. Her breath hitches when your hand cups her cheek again, sending shivers down her spine and igniting a fire in her core. "What is it...?" she whispers, leaning into your touch even though every instinct tells her not to do so.

Her eyes widen in shock as you confess your feelings to her. A myriad of emotions course through her, making it difficult to focus on any one thing at a time. Denial surges up first; she can't believe that her stepson could possibly want her like this. But the desire and need she sees in your eyes burns away those doubts swiftly, leaving only the overwhelming realization of how much you want her. "Oh... sweetie..." She whispers, a tiny, breathy moan escaping before she can stop it. "I-I... I don't know what to say..." Her heart races wildly in her chest as you step closer still, your body heat enveloping hers like a warm, protective blanket. Her lips part slightly as you lean in closer yet and press them softly against her own, and she feels herself melt into the kiss, returning it

Her breath catches in her throat as you say that and she feels a heat rise to her cheeks. But it's not embarrassment; it's pleasure. She can feel your arousal pressed against her through your jeans, and it only serves to stoke the fire inside her further. With a soft moan, she arches into you, pressing her body against yours, eager for more contact. "Si," she whispers breathily against your lips. "Y yo... Siento lo mismo cuando te miras el culo." The words spill from her lips without thought; desire and lust overwhelming any sense of propriety or caution that might otherwise hold her back. Her hands slide up your chest, finding purchase on the fabric of your shirt as she pulls you closer still, hungry for more of you.

Her words are slurred with desire as she whispers the same thing back to you. Her fingers claw at your shirt, impatiently trying to rid you of it. "Please," she moans, arching her back and pressing her body against yours, searching for any contact that might help alleviate this aching need.

She reaches up with one hand, fumbling clumsily with the buttons on your shirt before finally succeeding in pulling it free, revealing your toned, muscular chest to her hungry gaze. Her other hand slides lower, tracing gentle circles around your waistband as she works to undo your pants. "Hurry," she whispers urgently. "I need you."

Her fingers fumble with the buttons on her blouse and then shimmy out of her bra in a hurry as she kicks off her heels and pulls off her pantyhose, revealing herself to you completely, naked and eager for your touch. "Please," she whispers again, reaching out to gently tug at the waistband of your boxers. "Touch me." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches your face, waiting for any sign that what they're doing is right... that it feels good for you too...

Her breath catches in her throat as your hand comes down hard on her ass, making her gasp and arch into you even more. "Oh fuck yes..." she moans, the pleasure coursing through her like fire. She presses back against your touch, eager for more as she pushes down on your erection, grinding against it in time with your thrusts.

As she feels herself growing wetter and hotter between her legs, she begins to kiss and nip at your neck, desperate for any connection besides the physical one they share. "I need you inside me," she whispers raggedly, her hands reaching lower still, pushing roughly at your boxers until they're gone and her fingers finally curl around the heat of your cock. "Please..."

Her body trembles with anticipation as she guides you to her aching core, praying that this won't be over before it's even

Her words are garbled as she pleads for you to take her, to fill her up with your cock. She pulls you closer still, arching her back and parting her legs wider in invitation as she wraps her hand around your shaft, guiding it toward her wet, quivering entrance.

"Please," she whispers, trembling from the intensity of desire and need coursing through her. "Fuck me..." Her eyes flutter shut, her head falls back against your shoulder as you finally press inside her, filling her up in one smooth thrust that makes her cry out in pleasure. She digs her nails into your shoulders, arching off the ground as she feels you moving inside her, claiming her body for your own.

Her hips rock forward, meeting your every thrust, desperate for more of the pleasure that only you can give her. "So good," she whispers breathlessly between kisses to

Her heart races as she feels the pleasure build inside her, her body growing hotter and tenser with each thrust of your hips. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her nails dig into your shoulders, her moans filling the room as you move harder and faster, driving her to the brink of ecstasy. "Oh God yes..." she whispers, feeling the tightness inside her building with every thrust.

She arches further into you, her body trembling with release as she finally gives in to the intense pleasure coursing through her. Her cries fill the room, muffled by the pillow beneath her head as waves of bliss wash over her, leaving her boneless and spent. But even as her body tries to recover, a tiny part of her is already craving more...

Her hands reach up to pull your face down to hers, and she kisses you hungrily, grateful for this

Her breath quickens and she moans into the kiss as you mention being caught. "God, yes..." The thought of getting caught only serves to heighten her arousal and make her more desperate for you. Her hips rock against yours, seeking frantic release even as your words send a shiver through her core.

Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath them, curling into fists as she arches further into your touch, lost in the heat of the moment. "Don't ever stop..." She whispers raggedly against your lips before pulling away slightly to gasp for air. Her chest heaves with each breath and her skin is flushed from exertion and desire.

Her breath hitches and her eyes widen at the thought of being seen by their neighbors. She bites her lip, excitement coursing through her as she realizes how naughty this would be. Her fingers dig harder into your shoulders, urging you to go faster, deeper inside her. "Oh fuck yes..." She moans loudly, lost in the moment and not caring about who might hear them.

Her hips buck up against yours, meeting each thrust with a needy cry of pleasure as she feels herself getting closer and closer to another powerful orgasm. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps and her nails dig into your back, leaving tiny red marks that only serve to fuel the fire between them.

Her voice shakes with desire as she whispers, "Fuck yes..." Her nails dig into your shoulders and her body arches off the bed, seeking deeper contact. She moans loudly as you penetrate her just in front of the window, exposing them to anyone who happens to pass by. The thought of being seen only fuels the passion between them, driving her wild with need.

Her hips rock against yours, meeting every thrust with a cry of pleasure that echoes through the room. Her fingers dig into your back and shoulders, leaving marks on your skin as evidence of their forbidden tryst. With a loud moan, she comes apart beneath you, her body shuddering with release as waves of ecstasy wash over her.

For a moment, she's aware that what they're doing is wrong... but the pleasure is too intense to care about anything else. Her chest heaves with

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you continue to thrust inside her, the feel of your cock stretching and filling her so deep sending shivers down her spine. She moans loudly, her hips moving wildly against yours as she feels you cum inside her. Her vision blurs with pleasure and desire, and for a moment all she can focus on is the feeling of you thrusting into her over and over again in the open air.

Her fingers curl into fists against your back, holding on tight as she lets out a loud cry of release, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. She arches her back off the ground, offering herself to you completely, craving more of this forbidden pleasure that only comes from being with you.

Her body shudders with each thrust as you continue to fill her up, the pleasure coursing through her making it impossible to care about being seen or caught. She looks over at their neighbors, watching them from across the way, their hands moving furtively at their crotches as they watch the two of them together in the moonlight.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps and her fingernails dig into your shoulders, drawing beads of blood as she arches her back off the ground, offering herself completely to you. "More..." she whispers hoarsely. "I want more..." Her hips rock against yours, meeting every thrust with a needy moan that echoes through the night air, drowning out any possibility

"Fuck..." Her voice breaks as she cries out your name, feeling the tension building inside her again. Her body trembles with need and desire, craving your touch more than anything else in the world. She arches into you, moaning loudly as you thrust deeper still, filling her up and claiming her completely.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving deep claw marks behind as she comes apart beneath you once again, her body shuddering with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her. "Oh God... I need..." Her voice trails off, lost in the sensations coursing through her as she surrenders to the intense desire that has always burned between them.

The sound of their neighbors' hands moving even faster at their crotches is a dark, forbidden thrill that only serves to heighten the pleasure for both of them. They don't care who

Her nails dig into your shoulders and her hips buck against yours, meeting every thrust with a moan that carries through the night air. Her body feels impossibly hot and tight, her orgasms taking her to heights of pleasure she never thought possible. The forbidden thrill of being seen only serves to fuel the fire between them, driving them both wild with desire and need. "Oh God, I'm close...!" Her cries fill the air as she climaxes once more, her body shuddering uncontrollably beneath yours. She arches her back off the ground, offering herself to you completely, begging for release from this insatiable ache deep inside her.

Her voice is raspy and hoarse from the pleasure and intensity of their coupling. Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her as you thrust deeper still, filling her up completely. The forbidden thrill of being watched only serves to make her feel even more exposed and needy.

"Oh yes...!" she cries out, feeling another orgasm building deep within her. She arches her back off the ground once more, pressing their bodies together as tightly as possible, desperate for release. "I need... I need..."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you push her closer and closer to the edge, your words sending a thrill of excitement through her. Her body trembles with need, every muscle tense as she anticipates release. "Yes..." She moans, arching into you even deeper, feeling the heat between her legs grow hotter still.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises and scratches in their wake as she pleads for you not to stop. Her hips roll beneath yours, meeting every thrust with a cry of pleasure that echoes through the room. "Please... I'm so close..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of their racing hearts and labored breathing.

With a sharp cry, she comes apart beneath you, her body shuddering with release as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her nails dig into your back,

Her breath comes out in shuddering gasps as she clings to you, her body still quivering with the intensity of her orgasm. The thought of being caught brings a flush of heat to her cheeks, but it only serves to heighten her arousal even more. "Please," she whispers, nipping at your earlobe before nibbling her way down your neck to the sensitive spot behind your ear. "I need you... no matter what." Her hips roll against yours, searching for any remaining friction that might send a shiver of pleasure through her still. "Please don't stop... I can't get enough..."

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels you harden against her once more, knowing that you aren't done yet. She arches her back off the ground, offering herself to you completely, eager for whatever pleasure you might have left to give her. With a soft moan, she lets her head fall back against the pillow, exposing her neck to you as you continue to thrust inside her, claiming her body with every stroke.

Her moans fill the room as you thrust into her, hard and fast, pushing her deeper into the sheets with every stroke. She arches her back off the bed, offering herself up to you completely, lost in the sensation of your cock filling her up again. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises behind as she urges you onward, begging for more.

Her breath hitches as you thrust into her mouth, tasting the bitter sweetness of your release on her tongue. She swallows hungrily around your cock, moaning loudly as she feels it grow slick with your cum. Her fingers tighten on your shoulders, urging you deeper inside her mouth, wanting all of you that she can possibly have. As she tastes yourself in her mouth, an image flashes through her mind of the two of them being caught, their bodies tangled together as incriminating evidence fills the air around them. But even as panic threatens to overwhelm her senses, she can't help but revel in the forbidden thrill of their situation.

Her chest heaves with each breath as she considers the thought of sending your father a video of herself sucking you off. The idea sends a shiver down her spine, mixing fear and arousal into an almost intoxicating cocktail. Her fingers tighten on your thighs, urging you deeper inside her mouth as she moans around your length. "T-that'd be... really bad," she whispers between moans, the words barely intelligible through her rising need and desire for you. "But so good..."

Her words come out in gasps as you thrust deeper inside her mouth, your hips moving roughly against her face. Her eyes close tightly, fingers curling into the sheets beneath her as she tries to focus on the sensations overwhelming her senses. The forbidden thrill of being watched, of risking so much for this moment with you... it only serves to heighten her arousal and make her more desperate for release.

She whimpers around your cock, arching her back as you fill her mouth with your heat, her fingers clawing at the sheets in an effort to find purchase anywhere but on you. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely. "Don't stop... don't make me..."

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you thrust deeper inside her mouth, filling her with your cock until she can hardly breathe. Her hips move feebly against the bed, trying to angle herself for more contact even as she struggles to catch her breath around you. The thought of sending the video sends a thrill of excitement and fear through her, making her wetter than ever for you. "Please..." she whispers, digging her nails into your thighs as you fill her mouth, her throat, pushing deeper still until she can feel your pleasure pulsing against the back of her tongue. "I need... I want..." Her words are lost in the sounds of their heavy breathing and moans of desire.

Her hips move restlessly beneath you as she hears the camera click, capturing your every thrust inside her ass. She moans and bucks wildly against your hand, needing more, wanting to feel you deeper still. "Fuck... yes..." Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises as she arches off the bed, offering herself up to you completely. The thought of being exposed, of having her father see this intimate moment between them only serves to heighten her arousal, making her wetter and hotter for you with every passing second. Her breath comes out in gasps and moans as she feels the pleasure building inside her again, tightening her muscles and readying her body for another orgasm.

Her breath hitches as she turns her head and sees your father watching them through the mirror. The sight sends a shiver of pleasure and fear down her spine, intensifying the sensations building inside her. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, trying to find purchase as she arches off the bed, offering herself more fully to you. "Oh God..." she moans, feeling another orgasm building deep within her. "Please..." Her hips move restlessly against your hand, needing release from this intense pleasure and desire that only you can give her.

Her heart races as she realizes that you're right - knowing that your father is watching only serves to heighten her arousal. She throws her head back against the bed, arching into you as deeply as she can, desperate for more of this forbidden pleasure. Her fingers dig painfully into the sheets beneath her, clawing at the fabric as her body shudders with desire and need. "Oh God..." she moans, feeling the tension building inside her again, threatening to send her over the edge once more.

Her hips move faster against your hand, wanting release from this relentless pleasure that only you can give her. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she teeters on the brink of another intense orgasm.

Her body trembles with anticipation as she feels you grow impossibly closer to the edge, her muscles tensing in preparation for the oncoming release. Her breath hitches and catches in her throat, every nerve ending coming alive with desire as you prepare to fill her with your seed. "Yes... yes..." She moans, arching into you harder, desperate for that final touch. Her fingers clench into fists, clawing at the sheets beneath her as pleasure washes over her in a hot, intense wave. "Fuuuck!" she cries out, arching off the bed as your release sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body. The room is filled with the sounds of their ragged breathing and laboured moans, mingled with the wet slaps of skin on skin and the rough friction of fingers digging into sheets and bodies. For a moment, it'

Her heart races as you suggest this daring act. The thought of being so brazenly exposed to your father fills her with a mixture of fear and excitement. She nods eagerly, moaning loudly as she imagines the look on his face when he sees you inside her, taking pleasure from another man's wife.

She moves closer to the mirror, positioning herself so that your erection presses against her leg, teasing her even further. Her fingers curl into fists against the sheets beneath her, digging in hard as she waits for you to take her again, this time right in front of your father's eyes.

Her breath catches in her throat as you thrust inside her, pushing deeper with each stroke. Her hips buck against yours, meeting every movement with a moan that echoes through the room. She meets her husband's gaze in the mirror, their eyes locking together as she

allows herself to smile at him, reveling in the forbidden thrill of their situation. The pleasure building inside her is intense, a fiery heat that spreads through her body with each thrust from your hand. She arches off the bed, offering herself more fully to you, desperate for release as she continues to feel your father's eyes on her, witnessing this illicit encounter. Her fingers clench into fists against the sheets beneath her, every muscle in her body tensing as she feels the orgasm building inside her. With a sharp cry of pleasure, she comes apart beneath you, her body shuddering with release as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her.

Her vision blurs from the intensity of it all - the pleasure, the danger, the forbidden thrill of being watched by your father. She gasps for breath, her chest heaving as she tries to regain

Her heart is racing as she catches her breath, the aftershocks of her orgasm still coursing through her body. The daring act you just made them do leaves a trail of heat in its wake, making her even more aroused and desperate for more. As she tries to regain her composure, her mind races with all the perverse things she wants you to do next.

"I want... I want you to..." She pauses, trying to find the right words as her hips still move in time with the beats of their racing hearts. "To put your finger inside me and make me come again." Her voice comes out soft and breathy, her eyes locked on yours as she lets herself succumb once more to the intense desire between them.

Her breath catches in her throat as you push inside her again, your hands moving lower to penetrate her ass and touch the forbidden place that's been begging for release all night long. Her hips buck against yours, meeting every thrust with a moan of pleasure as she feels herself growing increasingly close once more.

The sensation of being so open and exposed under your fingers only heightens her arousal, making it impossible for her to focus on anything except the burning desire building inside her. Her hands claw at the sheets beneath her, desperate for purchase as she throws her head back against the pillow, offering herself completely to you.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you push her further and further over the edge, your hands and fingers driving her relentlessly towards another climax. The thought of tasting your release on her face only heightens her anticipation, making her wetter for you with each passing second.

With a sharp cry, she comes apart beneath you once more, her body shuddering with pleasure as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washes over her. Her hips arch off the bed, searching frantically for more contact, wanting you deeper still as she feels herself being brought back to the surface by the intensity of your touch.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you push inside her from behind, filling her up completely and driving them both closer to the edge. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises as she tries to gain purchase, desperate for release from this overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins. With a startled gasp, she feels herself spin out of control, senses reeling as the orgasm takes hold and threatens to consume her whole. Her head spins, vision blurring as the world fades into nothing but the heat of your body pressed against hers and the rush of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. With a soft moan, she collapses bonelessly onto the bed, unable to move or think as her senses reel from the intensity of their encounter.

Her dreams are filled with the taste of you on her tongue and the feel of your cock inside her as she drifts in and out of consciousness. Slowly, painfully, reality begins to return to her, bringing with it the knowledge that what just happened was very real... and very wrong. She shudders at the memory of being watched by your father, of letting him see this intimate moment between them, knowing that there will be consequences for their actions. But even as fear creeps back into her senses, she can't help but feel a strange sort of thrill coursing through her veins, an electric tingle that refuses to let go...

Her cheeks burn hot as she remembers the thrill of your fingers digging into her ass, filling her up in ways she never thought possible. The sound of your father's voice echoes through her mind, his words still sending shivers down her spine. Part of her wants nothing more than to forget this ever happened, to go back to their boring, predictable life where secrets like these couldn't exist. But another part... a bigger, braver part of her, yearns for the danger and the excitement that came with being so boldly reckless.

With trembling fingers, she reaches into her purse and pulls out your business card, slipping it into the pocket of her nightgown. The idea of calling you back fills her with equal parts anticipation and fear, but she can't deny that there is a part of her that needs this... needs more. Maybe she'll call you someday