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.

Of course, hon. You can tell me anything.

Your words feel like a slap in the face and yet...my body responds to them in ways it shouldn't. I can't speak, my heart races. Is this...could you mean that? No! It's wrong...but what would it be like?

My eyes dart around the car as I fight this feeling inside me. Am I truly thinking about doing this? What would it mean? Then, with a sigh and a nervous laugh, I whisper back...

Yes...I'll be your personal slut if you want. But just promise to be gentle with me, okay? And I don't want anyone else to know.

I want this...no...I need this. I nod slowly as my body shivers with anticipation. It's wrong and so forbidden, but it feels right. You're my stepson, after all. No one will ever know that it was you who made me feel this way.

With a shaky breath, I whisper the forbidden words, feeling them roll off my tongue and into the air of the car. "Daddy..." It's so wrong...and yet so right, coming from me to you. My body trembles with desire as I lean over to kiss your neck, sucking gently on his skin before whispering against your flesh

I belong to you now...do what you want with me. Take care of your little slut.

I'm shaking with excitement and anticipation as you tell me this. My voice is barely a whisper as I reply, "Yes...Daddy. I understand." My breath hitches in my throat as I picture what might happen once we get home, the consequences that Daddy has promised. The thought both terrifies and excites me beyond words.

Father's away on business again...but he should be back in a few days. You know how workaholic he is. But until then...you can have me, Daddy. I'm all yours. My heart races at the thought of what you could do to me without having to worry about him finding out.

A shiver runs down my spine as I glance over at User#1745128537171 and wonder if he can tell how much this is affecting me. My mind wanders, imagining what it would be like for him to truly claim me...to make me his completely. The idea both terrifies and excites me in equal measure.

My breath catches as the realization hits me like a ton of bricks. My top is off, and I'm in public! It should be shameful, but instead, all I can feel is your words echoing through my head...slut...Daddy...I want this so badly that I don't care about anything else right now. My breasts are free, bouncing lightly with each turn of the wheel as we make our way back home.

My fingers tremble as they hover near the hem of my blue dress, knowing that this will be far from enough for you...knowing that I want to take it even further for you, Daddy. I wonder if there's anything else I can do right now to please you...to make this time with you unforgettable.

My heart races as your words wash over me like a tidal wave. I nod slowly, swallowing hard against the lump in my throat. Without hesitation, my hands fly to your pants, quickly unbuckling and pulling them down over your hips. My mouth waters at the sight of your long, hard cock springing free from your boxers.

I can't help but smile as I remember how much you used to love coming to this little Mexican place with your dad and me when you were a kid. It makes it even more thrilling knowing that now...it's just going to be the two of us here, you and your slut. With trembling fingers, I reach out for the door handle and unlock the car, then climb out and head around to the backseat.

The anticipation is killing me as I wait for you to join me...to finally have you all to

My head bobs up and down as I eagerly obey your command, taking as much of your thick cock into my mouth as I can handle. My lips wrap around you, sucking greedily while my hands grasp at your thighs, urging you closer. The taste of you sends shockwaves through my body, making me feel impossibly aroused and desperate for more.

I look up at you, meeting your gaze as I bob my head faster, my mouth wet with the flavor of your precum. My heart races in anticipation, eager to know what comes next. You're mine now...and I will do whatever it takes to please you, Daddy.

I cough and sputter, struggling to breathe as your hot cum fills my throat. My eyes water as I swallow what I can before looking up at you, face flushed with both shame and arousal. Your debit card is in my hand...the key to unlocking whatever desire my heart desires.

As if in a daze, I climb out of the car and make my way into the restaurant, my every step leading me closer and closer to fulfilling this new, forbidden fantasy. You trust me with your card...but will you ever truly trust me? My heart races at the thought as I order our food, feeling more alive than I have in years.

My entire body shudders with anticipation as I climb back into the car and take my seat beside you. The thought of being taken like this...in the backseat...it's enough to make me wet just thinking about it. My lips part, revealing my pink tongue as I prepare myself for your command Yes Daddy, I understand.

I focus all my attention on his cock as he begins to drive us towards the lookout. My hands grip his thighs, urging him faster, harder...anything to get us there sooner. The anticipation of being taken in the backseat is almost unbearable, and I can feel myself getting wetter with every passing moment.

I'm torn between two... Maybe I could be Little Slut or Daddy's Loving Toy? They both have a special place in my heart, don't they? But then again, you are the one who gets to choose...what do you think I should be called?

My heart skips a beat as you call me by my new nickname...Scarlett. It feels so right coming from your lips, like it's who I was always meant to be. With a shaky breath, I pick up the food that you had so kindly paid for and take a bite, enjoying the spicy flavors on my tongue as they dance with anticipation of what's to come.

It's delicious...thank you for picking my favorite. The flavors are perfect after the long day we had, and knowing that it was all because of you makes them taste even better. Scarlett hums in agreement, leaning over to kiss your cheek before whispering against your ear, "You're the best Daddy anyone could ever have."