The air in the hotel hung thick with chlorine and unspoken desires. Mom, I mean, Cory – my stepmom – was already a goddess in a bikini. Her big boobs strained against the fabric, practically begging for attention. But what happened next… nobody could have predicted it.
A mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes as she casually untied her bikini top. A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. She flashed everyone. Just for a brief, heart-stopping moment, the world stopped spinning. Then, she laughed, a throaty, seductive sound that sent shivers down my spine, and re-secured the tie like nothing happened.
“You’re insane,” I breathed, grabbing her hand. The pool suddenly felt too exposed. We retreated to our room, the tension palpable. The second the door clicked shut, she pounced. "Did you like the show, Luke?" she purred, her voice dripping with sinful intent. I didn't answer, instead, I pulled her close, burying my face in her cleavage. Her fake tits felt amazing. She smelled like sunscreen and sin.
The kiss was rough, demanding. It wasn’t the sweet, innocent affection of a parent. This was raw, taboo desire exploding between us. We stumbled towards the bed, clothes flying. Soon, she was straddling me, riding me hard, a wild animal unleashed. Cowgirl was definitely her position of choice.
“You’re so fucking good,” I groaned, watching her milk herself. She tossed her blonde hair as she moved and her piercing glinted in the light. I grabbed her by the hips, pushing her harder, faster. Finally, with a desperate cry, she came, her body shuddering with release.
But she wasn't done yet. Not even close. She flipped us over, taking control again. She wanted to see my face. POV style. The anticipation built to an unbearable climax as I thrust deep inside her. She moaned, loud and unashamed, and with one final, earth-shattering push, I unloaded, right in her mouth. The taste of her on my lips, the forbidden thrill of the act… it was pure, unadulterated ecstasy. I could have laid there forever, wrapped in her embrace, lost in the aftermath of our secret.
As we lay there panting, I knew this was just the beginning. Cory, my hot stepmom, had unleashed something within me, something wild and untamed. And I couldn't wait to see where it would lead us next. Doggy style tomorrow? I hope so.