The air in the house was thick with the Sunday afternoon quiet, the kind that always seemed to amplify the illicit thrill bubbling inside me. He was supposed to be studying in his room, and I, supposedly, tackling homework. But the tension between us had been building for weeks, a silent, electric hum that vibrated whenever we were close.
A text message, a stolen glance, and suddenly, we were entangled in my room. His hands, surprisingly gentle at first, traced the curve of my waist, sending shivers down my spine. I wore my schoolgirl skirt, but the taboo excitement felt anything but innocent. He unbuttoned my blouse, revealing my big boobs straining against my bra. He gasped, his eyes darkening with lust.
"You're so fucking hot," he whispered, his breath warm against my skin.
I pushed him back onto the bed and climbed on top, riding him cowgirl style. The pleasure was intense, almost overwhelming. I could feel his hard cock throbbing inside me, pushing deeper with each thrust. I leaned forward, giving him a big tits POV, teasing him with the sight of my bouncing flesh. He groaned, his hands gripping my hips, urging me to go faster.
Suddenly, a floorboard creaked outside my door. A familiar voice called my name. "Honey, I need you to help me with..."
My mom! We froze, paralyzed with fear. He tried to pull away, but I held him tight, a desperate act of defiance and lust. The door handle jiggled. Oh fuck. I knew if we were caught, we'd both be in serious trouble. But the fear only added to the thrill, the forbidden nature of our act amplified by the imminent danger.
He pulled me down and whispered in my ear, his breath hot and ragged. "I'm gonna creampie you," he said, and I was so close I couldn't protest if I wanted to.
I was a fantasybabe, and our amateur couple moment was about to become the riskiest thing we'd ever done.
I loved the nice ass feel of him.
