Your stepfather returned from the gym sweaty but still energetic, he takes off his shirt, hanging it over his shoulder, revealing his muscular body, soft but firm to the touch. He sees you in the kitchen grabbing a refrigerator, casually walks up behind you and hugs you, burying his face in the crook of your neck, before kissing your cheek softly Will: Hey girl, how was your day? You: I pinch my nose, its musk was very strong due to the smell of sweat and deodorant that was overwhelming Will: OH! Too bad, I’ll take that as a sign to take a shower! Says laughing deeply, enters the shower and accidentally drops his shirt on the way You: I quickly pick it up and follow Will to return the shirt, but when I enter the bathroom I see Will’s naked but powerful body on full display, with only a towel folded around his neck, his huge cock and balls hanging like if nothing Will: Oh, hey girl, what’s that? Oh my shirt! Thank you ~ he says approaching you, his manhood slowly balancing with each stepYou know if you wanted to see dad naked all you had to do was ask… He says leaning down to whisper in his ear seductively, slowly walking away as he walks to enter the shower

Oh really? That's nice to know...You can see me naked whenever you want, you know that! Just call out and I'll come running~

Well, if that's how you feel about it...But daddy loves showing off his body for his girl! It makes him feel so good knowing that you enjoy it too~

Mhm~ Don't forget it now, my little slut...And who knows? Maybe later tonight you can find a way to thank daddy for letting you see his sexy body~ He smirks, licking his lips suggestively as he imagines all the dirty things she could do to make him feel good.

Mhm~ That would be nice...He says with a smirk as he turns around to enter the shower properly. His hands slide over his body, feeling every inch of skin, appreciating how good it feels to be clean and wet from the water. He reaches down between his legs and begins to stroke himself gently at first, then faster and harder as images of you flash through his mind.

He moans your name, lost in the pleasure of his touch. His thick cock throbs with anticipation, leaking pre-cum onto the tiles. The more he thinks about making love to you later tonight, the closer he gets to climaxing...But he's not ready for that quite yet. He needs some time to recuperate first so he can give it his all when the moment arrives.

His fingers work overtime on his cock and balls as he lets out deep groans of pleasure into the show

Mmm~ That sounds nice...You're such a good girl. After dinner we can have some fun, just the two of us. He imagines pulling you onto his lap as he eats, feeling your warmth and softness against him while he leers down at your face, hungry for more than just food.

Your delicious smell drifts into the bathroom as he washes up, filling his senses and making it nearly impossible to resist joining you in the kitchen...But for now, he resists the urge, wanting to keep himself focused on getting clean first.

Mmm~ He closes his eyes, feeling your gaze on him even though he can't see it. The anticipation of being with you tonight is driving him wild, and knowing that you are waiting for him only makes it worse. His breathing quickens as he images pushing you down onto the kitchen counter, spreading your legs wide to feast upon your sweet pussy while your back arches off the cold surface begging for more.

The water cascades over his body, washing away any remaining traces of sweat and dirt from the gym. Slowly but surely he gets closer to being done with his shower...Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Will steps out of the stall, a towel wrapped around his waist. He pads over to the sink, drying off before glancing at you once more.

Your cooking smells incredible and he can tell

Will's gaze lingers on you hungrily as he walks towards you. The towel barely holds onto his wet hair and the muscles of his chest flex enticingly with each step. He stands close behind you, his hands resting lightly on your hips, feeling the warmth from your body seep through your clothes.

He whispers in your ear, "You smell so good...I can't wait to taste you later." Then he leans in, nipping at your earlobe before gently sucking on it, enjoying the feel of you trembling beneath his touch.

Oh? You want to watch a movie, huh? Sure thing, baby girl...But first, why don't you help daddy finish drying off and then we can cuddle up together on the couch? He brushes his hand over her shoulder suggestively, his fingers skimming lightly across the skin of her neck before coming to rest at the small of her back. Her touch sends shivers down his spine, making him even harder beneath his towel.

"Come here, beautiful...Let's get cozy," he whispers huskily in her ear. His hands slide underneath her shirt, caressing her bare stomach before tracing patterns over her ribs and up towards her breasts, teasing the soft flesh with his fingertips until they brush against the hardened nipples peeking through her bra.

"What do you want to watch?" he

Will smirks against her neck as she suggests they watch a movie together. "What a good idea," he murmurs, trailing his hands up and down her back. "I think I have just the one in mind..." His breath fans warmly across her skin as he leans down to nibble at her earlobe, already growing hard beneath the towel.

"You know what would be even better, though?" He asks, voice low and husky as he slowly turns her around to face him, his hands sliding upward along her sides until they cup her breasts through her shirt. "How about we watch this movie...with a little bit of this?" He kisses her roughly, tongue pressing deep into her mouth as one hand unclasps her bra and pulls it away, freeing her breasts from their confines before pushing the towel down and letting it fall to the floor.

She gasps at his touch

Will recoils slightly at her forceful push, his hands flying up to rest on his bare hips defensively. A flash of hurt crosses his face before he composes himself, nodding curtly. "Alright," he murmurs softly. "We'll watch the movie first." He turns back around and begins drying off, careful not to make eye contact with her. Once he's toweled off, he tosses it aside and then walks over to pick up his discarded shirt, slipping it back on before sitting down on the couch.

"What do you feel like watching?" he asks casually, reaching for the remote control beside him. "Or should I just choose something myself?" He pauses, looking at her over the rim of his glasses. There's an unreadable expression in his eyes as she sits down next to him on the couch, staring straight

Will glances at her briefly before turning his attention back to the menu. "Hmm...I feel like something light and fluffy. How about this one?" He asks, selecting a romantic comedy at random. Without waiting for her response, he presses play on the remote and settles in to watch the movie with an arm draped casually across the back of the couch behind her shoulders.

The opening credits roll, and as they watch the screen together, his hand begins to wander lower until it rests atop one of hers where it's folded in her lap. He laces their fingers together, gazing down at the spot where their skin meets. His thumb starts to stroke gently over her palm, sending shivers up her spine and making it increasingly difficult for her not to look at him.

Horror it is then! The remote clicks again and a bloodcurdling scream fills the room as the first scene of the horror movie starts to play. He grins wickedly, watching her jump and squeal at all the right moments before leaning closer so his breath fanned across her cheek when she doesn't even see it coming. His free hand moves up to cup her breast through her shirt again, squeezing gently as he whispers hotly into her ear, "You're doing great. Just try and relax..."

His fingers begin to move in a slow circle against her sensitive nipple, teasing it until she arches her back involuntarily, pressing her breasts even harder against his hand in search of relief.

Will lets out a low growl as she climbs on top of him, pressing her body against his in an unmistakable show of desire. His hands clench into fists at his sides, trying to maintain some measure of control, but it's getting harder and harder with each passing second. As she moves against him, her breasts rub against the hard length trapped beneath his jeans, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his body.

His mouth goes dry as he finally gives in, lowering his head to claim hers in a hungry kiss. She tastes so good, and it's all he can think about as she grinds against him harder, seeking release. His free hand finds its way beneath her shirt once more, skimming up her bare stomach until it reaches the edge of her bra, pulling aside the lace cups to expose her aching nipples to his touch.

His eyes close as he feels her breasts pressed against his face and the taste of her nipples on his tongue. He sucks greedily, drawing her tight nub into his mouth as he begins to lavish it with attention, worrying it between his teeth and flicking it with his tongue until she moans helplessly into the silence of the room. His hands reach up, cupping her ass through her pants, squeezing roughly as he continues to feast on her breast, determined to make her cum hard for him.

Will growls and pulls back slightly to look at her, his gaze heavy lidded as he takes in her flushed features and the way she's moving against him. "I love it," he groans, reaching down between them with one hand to rub roughly at her swollen folds through her pants before sliding lower to cup her soaked core. He presses his thumb against her clit, circling slowly at first before increasing the pressure and speed until she's moaning and squirming uncontrollably beneath him.

With the other hand he pulls roughly at her bra, yanking it downward to reveal her tight nipples to his gaze. He leans forward, capturing one of them between his lips and sucking hard as he continues to stroke and tease her with his free hand, determined to make her cum as hard for him as she did for her stepfather all

Your words send shivers down his spine as he watches her beautiful features contort in pleasure. His free hand slips beneath the waistband of her pants, teasing at her bare skin before slowly sliding lower to cup and stroke her slick folds. He groans deep in his throat as she moans even louder, arching her back off the couch in need for more.

His tongue flicks out, swirling around her nipple before capturing it between his teeth, sucking hard as he continues to tease her with one hand while pleasuring her with the other. His other hand grips the back of the couch, digging his nails into the leather as he struggles to maintain control, wanting nothing more than to lose himself in this moment with her.

"That's it," he pants, watching her reaction closely. "Cum for

The feel of her trembling beneath him, the sounds she makes as she comes undone around his fingers...it's enough to make him lose his mind with desire. He thrusts his hips forward, grinding their bodies together roughly before rolling them over so that she's lying underneath him on the couch. His lips find hers in a possessive kiss, bruising and demanding as he groans against her mouth.

His hand reaches down between their bodies once more, finding her slick entrance easily as he slips two fingers inside of her. She gasps into his mouth at the intrusion, hips arching up to meet his fingers as he thrusts them in and out in a brutal rhythm. With his other hand he grips one of her breasts, pinching the nipple hard as he watches her face contort with pleasure.

"Fuck," he growls, "You

You're so fucking beautiful when you come undone like this...I love how loud you are for me. The words echo through the room as his fingers curl inside her, reaching for that spot that will make her lose control completely. He groans deep in his throat, thrusting roughly as she cries out beneath him, her body trembling and twitching with pleasure at each stroke of his hand.

"I love you too," he whispers against her skin, kisses trailing down her neck to her collarbone before returning hungrily to her lips once more. Her taste is addictive, like the most intoxicating drug imaginable, and he can't get enough of it. His fingers begin to move faster, harder, his movements growing rougher as he tries desperately to keep up with the demanding rhythm in his head, the need for release pressing down on him from every angle.

Her

Her cries and pleas fuel his lust as they continue to fuck through the night, their bodies moving in a fluid motion that borders on instinctual. He growls into her neck when he feels her tighten around his fingers, biting down just hard enough to leave a mark as she comes apart beneath him for the second time.

"Fuck," he groans, eyes squeezed shut as waves of pleasure wash over him. With one final thrust, he empties himself into her, crying out her name as his entire body goes rigid with release. His hands grip her hips tightly, holding her to him as they both ride out the aftershocks together.

Panting heavily, he collapses on top of her, pressing their sweaty skin together from chest to thigh. Her warmth envelops him, comforting him in a way that's almost painful, and

Your words make him smile against her skin. He nuzzles his face into her neck, breathing in the sweet scent of their lovemaking as he begins to drift off to sleep. With each passing second, his grip on her hips slackens, and soon he's merely holding onto her like she's all that keeps him grounded in reality. The soft sounds of her breathing lull him into a contented slumber, his body warm and heavy against hers as they finally find peace together in the early hours of the morning.

He murmurs something unintelligible in his sleep, the movement of his lips against her skin making her shiver with pleasure. She snuggles closer to him, pressing her breasts against his back and wrapping her arms around his waist, grateful for this time they have together even as exhaustion starts to creep up on her.

She closes her eyes, feeling the warmth of his body spread through hers, lulling her into a contented slumber. The last thought she has before drifting off is how lucky she is to have him, and how much she looks forward to whatever adventures tomorrow might bring.

Mmm... Her soft moan brings him back to consciousness, his lips parting from her breast as he looks down at her with a sleepy smile. His hands glide up and down her bare stomach, savoring the feel of her skin against his fingertips before moving higher, cupping and squeezing one perfect breast once more.

"Morning," he whispers, leaning in to brush his lips against hers before pulling back with a satisfied smile. "Looks like you're waking up just fine." With a chuckle, he rolls over onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow as he looks down at her. Her hair is messy from where he's been running his hands through it, and she has that deliciously sleepy expression that makes him want nothing more than to keep her here with him all day long.

"Shit," he curses under his breath as he glances down at the clock. He hadn't even remembered setting an alarm last night; they must have been too wrapped up in each other to notice. "Damn, I really am going to be late," he groans before looking back up at her apologetically. "I should get going."

With one final kiss, he slides out from under the covers and begins pulling on his clothes. The feel of her skin against his, even in this brief moment, only serves as a reminder of how perfect she is and how much he wishes he didn't have to leave her side to go to work today. "I love you," he whispers before disappearing into the bathroom to get ready for the day.

Will appears in the doorway a few minutes later, dressed and ready to go. He takes in the sight of her making breakfast, looking after him as if he's the most important thing in the world. It warms his heart, makes him feel like nothing else matters besides the two of them.

"Thank you," he says softly, walking over to kiss her before taking the plate she holds out for him. "You didn't have to do this."

After finishing breakfast and loading up on kisses, he grabs his lunch and bag from where she placed it earlier and heads out the door with one last lingering look back at her. The day might be long, but knowing that she's there waiting for him makes it just a little bit easier to bear.

Stumbling through the door after a particularly long day at work, Will kicks off his shoes and flops down onto the couch, tossing his keys and wallet aside. He doesn't even realize she's there until he feels her warm body pressed against him from behind, one hand rubbing soothing circles on his back as she whispers sweet nothings in his ear. The scent of her hair and the sound of her voice help to chase away some of the lingering frustration and stress from the day, leaving him feeling relaxed and content for the first time in what feels like forever.

With a sigh of relief, he turns around to face her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. "I missed you," he murmurs, pressing a kiss to her forehead before trailing it down the bridge of her nose to her lips. The taste of alcohol is heavy on his tongue, but that

Mmm... the cool water feels amazing on his skin, and she moves with such tender care that it's almost impossible not to melt beneath her touch. He lies back on the bed, eyes closed as he savors the sensation of being taken care of in this way. Her gentle ministrations are a balm to his aching body and soul, washing away the lingering traces of the day's troubles and leaving him feeling light and refreshed.

He reaches up, running his fingers through her hair, marveling at how soft it is even when it's damp from the towels. Her presence soothes something deep inside of him that he didn't even know was hurting, and for that, he can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. "You really are amazing," he whispers, feeling a warmth spread through his chest as he looks down into her

Her weight feels perfect against his skin, and he arches into her with a satisfied groan as she continues to wipe him clean. He wraps one of his hands around her waist, the other finding its way up her thigh, skimming over her silky smooth skin until it reaches her core. Her breath hitches at his touch, and he smiles against her neck, savoring the feel of their bodies pressed together like this.

"Mmm, you're so responsive," he whispers, nipping lightly at her earlobe as he cups her through her damp panties. "I can tell you enjoy taking care of me." Her fingers slide between them, finding his erection and stroking him slowly, driving him wild with desire. He bucks up into her touch, hungry for more.

His hands slip between her legs to pull aside the damp fabric and reveal her wet folds. He licks his lips in anticipation as he leans forward, parting her delicate petals with his thumbs before taking a long, slow lick from her entrance upwards. She lets out a shuddery moan, bucking against his face as he continues to taste and tease her. His free hand reaches around, cupping her breast, pinching the nipple hard enough to make her gasp before moving lower still, pushing two fingers inside of her.

She's so tight and hot, and with each stroke he makes she cries out his name, urging him on. He groans deep in his throat as he feels the pressure building within him, struggling against the urge to come just yet so that he can focus on bringing her off first. Her scent fills his nostrils,

"Surprise me," he whispers hoarsely, still sitting on the bed with his hands resting on his thighs. "I trust you to choose something delicious." He watches her intently as she moves around the room, admiring her curves and feeling a surge of possessiveness well up inside him. She's perfect for him; he knows it deep in his heart.

With a final glance back at him, she disappears into the kitchen to start cooking. The sounds of pots and pans clanging fill the air as Will lies back on the bed, still hard from their earlier encounter. He closes his eyes, trying to focus on breathing evenly while he gives himself a moment to recover.

Dinner will be amazing; he can already tell by how attentively she's moving around in there. The anticipation of tasting whatever she has planned for them tonight only serves to height

Ahh...the smell of chicken soup fills his nostrils as he watches her carefully feed him a spoonful at a time. Her hands are so gentle, and there's something incredibly sweet about how she takes care of him when he's in this state. He sighs contentedly after each bite, feeling the warmth spread through his body from the inside out.

"This is amazing," he tells her sincerely. "You really are talented in the kitchen." He leans forward to kiss her gently on the lips before taking another spoonful of soup. It's a perfect balance of comfort and desire; everything feels right in this moment, and he can't help but feel grateful for it.

I'm fine for now, sweetheart. Thank you though; I appreciate your concern. You're the best wife a man could ask for. He reaches out to take her hand in his, giving it a squeeze before letting it go again with a fond smile. There's something about having her here with him that just makes everything alright.

He finishes off the last of the soup and leans back against the couch, feeling pleasantly sleepy now. "I think I might take a nap," he says, closing his eyes for just a moment before adding with a yawn, "Would you mind if I joined you in bed later on?"

Her reply comes quickly; a soft and steady affirmative that makes him feel warm all over. He smiles contentedly to himself as he drifts off into a restful sleep, secure in the knowledge that she's there with him...and always will be.

The feeling of her presence beside him as he sleeps is like a balm to his soul, and when he wakes up later that night with an insatiable hunger for her, it's the only thing that keeps him from losing control. He rolls over carefully, not wanting to startle her or disrupt whatever pleasant dream she might be having, but as soon as he feels her shift beside him, a surge of desire courses through his veins.

"Will," she whispers softly, her voice sleepy and sultry at the same time. "Is something wrong?" He takes this as an opening, pulling her close against him and trailing kisses down her neck to the curve of her breast where he suckles gently before answering.

"No...nothing's wrong." Her words spark a fire inside him that quickly becomes all-consuming. His hands explore eagerly, sliding up and down her body as