The air crackled with unspoken tension every time Brooke and her stepdad, Shorty Mac, were in the same room. She tried to deny it, chalking it up to teenage angst and general horniness, but the truth was undeniable: she was completely, utterly, and shamelessly drawn to him. The way his muscles flexed beneath his shirt as he worked in the yard, the deep timbre of his voice that sent shivers down her spine – it all fueled a forbidden fantasy.
One sweltering afternoon, Brooke, clad in a barely-there tank top and the tiniest denim shorts she owned, wandered into the living room where Shorty Mac was relaxing after a long day. The room was dimly lit, the blinds drawn against the harsh sunlight. He looked up, his eyes lingering a moment too long on her exposed legs.
“Hey, Shorty,” she said, her voice a little breathy. “Can you help me with my homework?”
He nodded slowly, rising from the couch. “Sure, Brooke. What’s giving you trouble?”
But Brooke didn't pull out her books. Instead, she took a step closer, her eyes locked on his. "It's not homework I need help with..." she whispered, her voice trembling.
His expression darkened, a mixture of desire and apprehension warring within him. "Brooke, you know this isn't right."
"I don't care," she breathed, reaching out to touch his chest. "I want you, Shorty. I want your big black cock."
His resolve crumbled. He pulled her close, his mouth crashing down on hers in a desperate kiss. The kiss was rough, demanding, and filled with a hunger that had been simmering beneath the surface for far too long.
He lifted her, her legs wrapping around his waist, and carried her to his bedroom. She was petite and skinny, and he had to be careful with her. He laid her gently on the bed, tearing off her clothes, his gaze never leaving hers. She was ready, and his monster cock needed to be inside her.
He didn't waste another second. With a groan, he plunged into her, filling her completely. Brooke gasped, her eyes widening as she felt the power of his bbc. It was intense, rough bbc and overwhelming, but she loved every second of it. She rode bbc, her hips bucking against his. She was no longer just a stepdaughter. She was a woman, taking what she wanted. The forbidden fantasy had become a breathtaking reality. The college girl submitted to the throbbing heat of her stepdad's cock, giving herself over to pure, unadulterated lust. As she clawed at his back, and tasted the sweat on his neck, all she could think was 'More! More!'. The reality of the situation was so kinky and wrong, but it turned her on beyond anything else she could have imagined. This was her desire, her sin, and she would take it with both hands.