Rough anal for girlfriend’s stepmom. When a girlfriend is away.

Title: “My Girlfriend’s Stepmom, My Secret Passion”

The moment my girlfriend, Sarah, told me she was going on a week-long business trip, I couldn’t contain my excitement. Sure, I missed her already and the thought of not seeing her for a full week was daunting, but there was another reason for my underlying glee. Her stepmom, Diane, would be home alone. Diane was a MILF with a capital M – mature, insatiable, and luscious. With her auburn hair, piercing green eyes, and an hourglass figure that could make the devil himself sin, she was irresistible. And she had a thing for me.

I had always been discreet about my feelings for Diane, never wanting to jeopardize my relationship with Sarah. But Diane was persistent, always finding ways to brush against me, to let her suggestive remarks slip by unnoticed by Sarah. I had indulged in some harmless flirting, but I had never acted on my desires. Until now.

The day Sarah left, I went straight to the liquor store, grabbed a bottle of Diane’s favorite wine, and made my way to her house. Diane opened the door, her eyes widening in surprise before a sly smile crossed her face. “Alex,” she purred, “how nice of you to visit.”

I handed her the wine, my hand brushing against hers. “I thought you might enjoy some company while Sarah is away.”

Diane took the hint, ushering me inside. As soon as the door closed, she was on me, her lips crashing against mine in a passionate kiss. I returned her kiss with equal fervor, my hands roaming over her curvy body. Diane moaned into my mouth, pressing her substantial breasts against my chest.

We made our way to the bedroom, a tangle of arms and legs. Diane pushed me onto the bed, straddling me. She slipped off her robe, revealing her naked body, her large breasts heaving with each breath. “I’ve been waiting for this,” she whispered, leaning down to kiss me.

I replied by flipping our positions, pinning her beneath me. “I’m going to make you scream,” I promised, trailing kisses down her neck and to her breasts. I lapped at her nipples, drawing them into hard peaks. Diane arched beneath me, her fingers tangling in my hair.

I worked my way down her body, nipping and licking at her soft skin. I settled between her legs, inhaling her musky scent. I flicked my tongue over her clit, causing her to gasp. I licked and sucked, savoring her taste, driving her towards her peak. Diane writhed beneath me, her fingers tightening in my hair.

When she was teetering on the edge, I plunged two fingers into her wet heat, curling them to hit her G-spot. That was all it took for Diane to come undone, her body shuddering as she cried out her release.

Before she could catch her breath, I was inside her, my hard cock stretching her tight walls. She felt incredible, like she was made for me. I started to thrust, hard and fast, hitting her in all the right spots. Diane matched my pace, her hips rising to meet each thrust.

The bed creaked beneath us, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room. We fucked like animals, all pent-up passion and forbidden lust. I pounded into her, each thrust bringing me closer to my own release.

Diane came again, her walls clamping down on my cock. That was all I needed to finish, my orgasm ripping through me as I spilled myself inside her. We collapsed together, gasping for breath.

We made love again and again that night, in every room of the house, in every position imaginable. It was like our pent-up desire had been unleashed, unable to be contained.

But as I lay beside Diane, my thoughts turned to Sarah. I loved her, truly, but I couldn’t deny that the thrill of being with Diane, of indulging in a forbidden affair, was intoxicating.

I knew I would have to end things with Diane before Sarah returned, before she found out about our tryst. I didn’t want to hurt her, to destroy our relationship.

But in the moment, I couldn’t resist Diane, couldn’t deny the way she made me feel. I would have this one week to indulge in this secret passion, to let go of my inhibitions and give in to my deepest desires.

And what a week it would be. I wrapped my arms around Diane, pulling her close as we drifted off to sleep, already looking forward to round two.