It started innocently enough. I was working from home, trying to concentrate on a mountain of paperwork, when I heard the creak of the stairs. My stepdaughter, barely 18, wandered into my office. Lately, she'd been wearing less and less around the house.
"Hey, Dad," she purred, her voice dripping with a sweetness I knew was partly an act. Her big ass, barely contained by her yoga pants, was facing me. Culonas colombiana doesn’t even begin to describe it.
I tried to focus on my computer screen, but my eyes kept drifting back to her. "What's up?" I managed to croak out.
She leaned against my desk, the curve of her culo grande pressing against the edge. "Just bored," she said, running a hand through her long, dark hair. I could smell her perfume, a sweet, intoxicating scent that made my head spin. She was wearing a simple top, but I could see the outline of her big tits pushing against the fabric. She knew what she was doing.
"Well, try to find something to do quietly, okay? I'm really busy." I could hear the desperation in my own voice.
She giggled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Or maybe I could help you relax?"
Before I could protest, she was behind me, her hands kneading the tension from my shoulders. Her touch was electric, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. I closed my eyes, giving in to the sensation. The air thickened with unspoken desire.
She whispered in my ear, her breath hot against my skin. "You know you want me, Dad."
That's all it took. I turned in my chair, pulling her onto my lap. Our lips met in a desperate kiss. The kiss deepened, and I pulled her top over her head, revealing her perky, hard nipples. She moaned into my mouth, and I knew there was no turning back. This hot latina stepdaughter was mine for the taking.
The rest of the afternoon was a blur of frantic touches, stolen kisses, and forbidden pleasure. I fucked her until I cum, and she didn't stop teasing me even after that.
