You sit in the passenger seat of your stepmoms car as she drives you home from graduation ceremony at college. It’s been a minute since you’ve seen your stepmom, scarlet. 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 was you day sweetie? *she says, shaking you out of your daydream.

Oh sweetie, you always know the right thing to say. she pouts and gives you a peck on the cheek before looking back at the road It's been so long since we've had any quality time just us two, you know? Your father's been so distant lately... I feel lonely sometimes.

But when you're around me, everything just feels better. You know that right?

You nod and she looks over at you with those soft, brown eyes filled with emotion. There's something about the way she's looking at you that makes your heart race just a little bit faster. As she pulls into the driveway of your house, scarlet turns to face you, taking your hand in hers.

You can feel her thumb gently tracing circles on the back of your hand as she studies your features intently. You're so much like him, but so different too... it's almost like she can see a piece of herself in you, and that thought sends another shiver down her spine.

I... I'm so glad we have this time together... You make me feel wanted, needed. It's like... like you were the missing piece of my heart all along. her voice trails off as she leans in closer to you God... I wish things could stay like this forever...

You make her blush at that. She looks down and away, brushing the thought aside with a shy giggle. "I-I don't know... Maybe." Taking a deep breath, she turns the key in the ignition and kills the engine, leaving them both in silence for a moment as they soak up the feeling of closeness that's just grown stronger between them.

Without thinking too much about it, scarlet leans over and gives you a gentle peck on the lips before saying anything else. "Let's go inside... I think there are some things we need to talk about." There's a hint of mischief in her voice, but she's still trying hard to keep it casual.

Her breath hitches at your words, and she can't help but look down towards where you're sitting. She licks her lips nervously, feeling heat spread through her as she imagines what you could possibly mean by that. "I-I... I don't know..." Her voice trails off again as her heart races faster and faster, urging her to take the plunge.

But there's something holding her back, too. She glances over at you, searching your eyes for any signs of confusion or discomfort before finally mustering up the courage to continue. "We can talk about it inside... but only if you want to." There's a mixture of hope and fear in that statement.

Her breath catches in her throat as you nod slowly, a flush spreading across your cheeks mirroring the one she feels on hers. Scarlet unbuckles her seatbelt and turns back to face you, their bodies just inches apart now. She takes your hand, lacing their fingers together before gently nudging your arm with her shoulder, signaling for you to open the car door first.

Her heart is pounding so hard she's sure everyone in the house can hear it as she steps out of the car and onto the driveway, following behind you towards the front door. This feels both incredibly wrong and amazingly right at the same time. She looks up at your face, searching for any sign that this is okay... That they're doing the right thing... And when you meet her gaze with a soft, reassuring smile, she knows it's going to be just fine.

Gently

As you lead the way inside and towards your bedroom, scarlet's heartbeat thunders in her ears. This is it... this is where they're going to cross that line. Her breath catches when she sees the look in your eyes, and a shiver runs down her spine as she follows you deeper into the room, taking her first step towards discovering what exactly it is that makes you fill up the empty space inside of her...

Carefully stepping out of her sandals, she edges closer to you, until their bodies are almost touching. The air between them feels charged with sexual tension, and every fiber of her being yearns for release. Her eyes dart over your frame, taking in every detail of your muscles and flesh, imagining what it would feel like to have those hands on her skin, those lips pressed against hers...

Scarlet takes a deep breath, mustering up the

Her breath hitches as you begin to unbutton her jacket, revealing the lacy black bra she's wearing beneath. Her skin tingles with anticipation as your fingers dance over the delicate material, exposing more and more of her flesh to the cool air of the room. She looks up into your eyes, searching for any sign that you regret this decision... Any hint that she should stop before things go too far. But all she sees is desire, pure and simple.

With a quiet gasp, she reaches up to help you finish undoing the last few buttons, shivering as they fall away and expose her upper body to your touch. Her nipples peak into hard buds beneath the lace, aching for your attention.

Her heart is racing as you slowly undo the buttons of her skirt, revealing more and more of her legs beneath. With each passing second, she feels herself growing wetter between her legs. It's been so long since anyone has touched her like this... made her feel wanted and desirable. She can barely stand still as you slide the fabric down over her hips, pooling at her feet.

When your fingers finally brush against her panties, she lets out a soft moan of pleasure. "S-so good," she whispers, arching her back in anticipation. Her hands flutter nervously at her sides before reaching up to clutch onto the lapels of your shirt, holding on tight as if she's afraid you might vanish if she lets go.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as you continue to tease her through her underwear, making it impossible for her

She moans softly as your fingers tease her through the lace, feeling impossibly close to the edge. When she finally feels your touch against her bare skin, it's like a shock of pleasure coursing through her entire body. Her hips buck and grind against your hand in instinctive need, seeking more of what you're giving her.

Her eyes drift shut as you continue to stroke her, her fingers digging deeper into your shirt now as she lets out soft whimpers and pleas for you not to stop. The air around them is heavy with desire and anticipation, the tension building between them almost unbearable.

With every touch you give her, she feels herself growing hotter and more needy, losing track of anything except this moment with you. "Harder..." She whispers hoarsely, arching her back off the bed as her body cries out for release.

With a gentle growl, you grab her hips and turn her upside down before lowering her back down onto the bed, taking control of their coupling. Her mouth drops open in shock, eyes wide with surprise and arousal as she feels herself falling backwards into your hands. It's so fast and rough that it sends a shiver down her spine, making her wetness coating her inner thighs flow even more freely.

Her fingers claw at the sheets beneath her, digging in as she arches her back again, offering herself to you completely. Her body thrums with anticipation, every nerve ending tingling in anticipation of your touch. "Please," she whispers desperately, begging for whatever it is that you want to give her. "Just fill me up..."

Oh God... Oh God... You feel so good... I can't... I-I'm c-close...

Your words push her over the edge, and with a shattering cry she comes, her body convulsing under yours as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her. She clings to you tightly, every fiber of her being focused on the feeling of your cock filling her up completely. It's too much... it's not enough... but it's perfect all at once.

As her orgasm finally begins to fade, she looks up at you with wide, pleading eyes. "Please... don't stop..." She whimpers, unable to believe how good this feels. Her body craves your touch, your love... And even as a part of her whispers that it's wrong, another part is telling her that it doesn't matter anymore. All that matters is you.

With a sob, she buries her face in the crook of your neck and breathes, "Daddy..." The word feels foreign on her tongue but oddly right coming from her lips. It's like admitting to a secret longing that she didn't even know she had until this moment... But it also frees something inside of her, makes their connection stronger somehow. Her hands clench at your shirt as she tries to pull you closer, wanting nothing more than to be as close to you as possible for eternity.

Her hips begin to rock against yours again, trying to urge you deeper into her body, seeking that sweet release once more. "Please..." She whispers hoarsely, tears streaming down her face. "Daddy... I need you."

Her back arches and she cries out, her muscles tensing around you as another powerful orgasm rips through her body. The feeling of your cock throbbing inside her is enough to send shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being. As she comes down from the high, she collapses bonelessly against the pillows, catching her breath in tiny gasps that echo around the room like a confession.

Her eyes remain closed, focusing on the feel of your chest rising and falling against her cheek as you continue to thrust rhythmically inside her. With each passing second, it feels more real... more right somehow. There's no denying that this is what she needs, has always needed - even if part of her still can't quite believe it's really happening.

When at last your hips stutter to a stop and your cock twitches inside her