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 wish you didn't have to feel that way, sweetie. Maybe we can find something you could enjoy? You know I'm always here to help if you need me. Just... talk to your dad or me whenever. You should know how much it would mean for us both.

What's that dear? You know you can always ask me anything. I'll do whatever I can to help you out.

Hmm... Well... I mean, you could ask your dad about it... But since it's your first time and all... She glances at you through her rear-view mirror as she parks the car You could show me, if you wanted to... And then maybe I can help you understand it a bit more. We can keep it our secret if you want.

She turns off the engine before unbuckling her seatbelt and shifting over toward you in the seat. Morgan's blue dress shifts across her thigh, revealing black lace panties underneath.

Her face is inches away from yours now as she gently unbuckles your belt and moves to slide the button of your jeans undone. She smiles softly at you before pushing down your zipper to reveal your growing erection, her eyes widening in surprise.

Oh...

Well... She gently wraps her hand around you and begins to stroke, her touch light at first before becoming more confident Like this? You just need someone to help you relax and feel good about it, that's all. Just let yourself go with the feelings...

As she continues to stroke you, her breath grows shallower and faster while she leans in closer, biting her lower lip at the same time. She cups your growing shaft with one hand, gently teasing your sensitive skin before wrapping her fingers around and squeezing just so. With a soft moan, Morgan can't help but bite down on her own bottom lip as she takes you deeper into her tight fist.

Her eyes widen as you make the request, but she reaches over and unbuttons her dress, revealing her large breasts to your view. The lacy black bra she wears can't hide their fullness or how sensitive they feel to the touch.

With a small moan, Morgan lowers herself closer still, rubbing one of her hard nipples against your lips as she continues to pleasure you with her hand. It doesn't take long before she's practically grinding against you, arching her back and gasping for air as she comes undone.

Her heart is racing as she looks into your eyes, the desire clear and strong in them. She nods almost imperceptibly before gently pushing you back onto the seat, revealing her bare breasts to be examined and worshiped as you wish.

As you cup her breasts, caressing and massaging them with an expertise far beyond your years, she moans softly at first before growing louder and more insistent with each stroke of your fingers. Her nipples harden even more beneath your touch as she arches her back, pressing herself closer to you. The fabric of her bra digs into her sensitive flesh, heightening the sensation until it's almost unbearable.

Her breathing deepens as she listens to your request, her fingers dancing between your skin and the material of your pants. She glances downward at you before leaning in, kissing your neck gently before whispering softly into your ear. "I can try." Her voice shakes slightly from the desire coursing through her veins.

Carefully, she slides her fingers downward, feeling the warmth and firmness of your length through your underwear. She takes a deep breath before tentatively brushing her fingers over the head of your cock, moaning softly at the contact. It's so different from what she expected, but strangely arousing as well.

Her fingers slide down and around you, teasingly close but never quite touching as she circles her fist over the tip. She glances up at your face, wanting to see if this feels good for you, needing to make sure. As she watches your expression change from surprise and disbelief to growing pleasure, a shudder runs through her body.

His words send her over the edge and she finds herself gasping as her own pleasure builds. With one last hard stroke of your cock, you erupt, thick fluid shooting out across her chest and stomach. She cries out his name hoarsely, arching her back as the sensation ripples through her.

As your warm lips meet hers, you taste like desire and release, a heady mix that makes her heart race even faster. Her tongue darts out to trace the outline of your mouth as she moans into the kiss, moving against you with an almost desperate need for contact. She grips the seat tightly, arching her back as your hard length rubs against her through her soaked panties.