The air crackled with unspoken desires ever since Nikki started coming over more often. My stepdaughter's petite best friend, with her intoxicating mix of innocence and burgeoning sensuality, was a constant temptation. Today, she was wearing these tiny denim shorts, and a barely-there top, those freckles dancing across her nose as she laughed.
"Can you help me with this?" she asked, tilting her head, her brunette hair cascading over her shoulder. She was referring to her homework, but the way she looked at me... it felt like so much more. I swallowed hard, the taboo fantasy playing out in my mind.
One thing led to another. A hand brushing, a lingering gaze, and then... a kiss. A soft, hesitant kiss that quickly escalated into something desperate, fueled by years of repressed desire. She tasted like forbidden fruit, and I couldn't resist. I pulled her close, my hands exploring the curve of her waist, the silkiness of her skin. The world narrowed to just us, the heavy breathing, and the frantic fumble with clothes. We dropped to the floor, a tangle of limbs and raw hunger.
She straddled me, riding me with a wild abandon that surprised and thrilled me. Her eyes were wide, a mixture of fear and exhilaration as she met my gaze. It was wrong, so wrong, but the feeling... the POV of it all... it was intoxicating. I felt her tighten around me, her breath catching in her throat. Then, with a shuddering moan, she came, collapsing against me, her body slick with sweat.
"Oh god," she whispered, burying her face in my neck. "I shouldn't have..." But her words lacked conviction. I knew, deep down, that this was just the beginning. I lifted her chin, looking directly into her eyes. "Let's make sure it's worth it." I slowly began to pull out of her, the tension nearly unbearable. I pulled her close again, and then let out the biggest creampie right inside of her.
The taste of her, the feeling of her so young and tight. Total amateur heat. She knew I was being bad but she couldn't get enough and frankly neither could I.
