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Seventeen-year-old Chloe slid into bed next to her mother’s new husband, her heart pounding. The house was silent, everyone else sleeping soundly. She inched closer, desire tugging at her belly as she breathed in his musky scent, mingling with the citrus from his shampoo. Her fingers reached out to trace the curves of his broad chest. Craig stirred and rolled over, falling to his back with an exhalation of breath. His shorts tented, the bulge noticeable even in the moonlight.

Chloe couldn’t help herself as she rolled on top of him, straddling his hips and pressing her barely clothed body against his. Her thin tank top left little to the imagination, her stiff nipples poking through the fabric. She felt his hard cock twitch beneath his boxers as she ground herself down on him, craving more friction.

“Chloe,” Craig murmured, his hands coming to rest on her hips. “What are you doing, sweetheart?”

“Don’t call me that,” Chloe panted, leaning down to nip at his ear. Her hips kept moving, churning the simmering desire into a rolling boil. “Not now. Tell me if you don’t want this and I’ll stop.”

Craig groaned, eyes shutting tight, though his hands gripped her hips tighter. “You know I’m married to your mom. This is wrong.”

Chloe just smirked and slid down his body, hooking her fingers in his waistband. “Wrong feels so good,” she breathed, peeling his shorts down and taking in the sight of his impressive cock.

She wrapped her fingers around him, stroking slowly and feeling him grow harder, thicker in her grip. Then her mouth was on him, her tongue running over his length and tasting his skin, dampening him. She took him into her mouth, sinking down and taking him deep into her throat. The head bumped the back of her throat and she fought her gag reflex. She pulled back, letting him slip from her lips as she pumped his shaft.

“Fuck,” Craig hissed through clenched teeth. “Your mouth feels amazing.”

“Sh,” Chloe hushed, sucking him back into the wet heat of her mouth. One hand pumped in time with her bobbing head as the other played with his balls, feeling them tighten.

Craig grabbed her hair, fisting it and guiding her movements. The musty scent of his arousal filled her nose as she worked him over. He was so thick she couldn’t take him fully, but she laved attention on every inch, flicking her tongue over his leaking slit and swirling it around the ridge of his cock head. She could taste the pre-cum leaking from him as he grew impossibly harder. The smell, taste, feel of him bundled all together, stoking the heat licking along her skin.

Suddenly Craig pulled her off him, tossing her onto her back in the bed. She gasped as he settled between her thighs, the thick length of him grinding against her crotch through her boy shorts.

“I want to feel you cum on my cock,” Craig purred into her ear, leans simultaneously undoing their last scraps of clothing.

Nothing separated them as Chloe shimmed her hips into his, coating his length with her slick arousal. She could feel how soaked she was, the slick heat dripping down the insides of her thighs. Her core clenched around nothing, eager to be filled.

“Fuck me,” she demanded, reached down to grab his ass and pull him closer, the tip of his cock grazing her entrance. “I want to feel every thick inch of you inside me.”

Craig needed no more encouragement. His hips snapped forward, impaling her on his hard length in one deep stroke. Chloe cried out, the pleasure so intense it bordered on pain as she stretched to accommodate his substantial girth. He filled and stretched her so perfectly she swore she could feel him in her throat.

“Oh fuck,” she whimpered, arching into the deep thrusts. “You’re splitting me open.”

“You can fucking take it,” Craig growled. “Such a cock hungry little slut.”

“Yes,” Chloe moaned. “I’m your dirty little slut, fuck me like you own me.”

Restraint shattered, Craig pounded into her, the lewd slap of flesh echoing in the silent room. Her head thrashed on his pillow as pleasure fritzed through her, stealing her breath. She clenched around him, her inner muscles rippling along his length.

“Don’t fight it,” Craig commanded, pounding into that secret curve inside her. “Give the cumming to me.”

Chloe shattered, shrieking her pleasure as ecstasy zipped up her spine. Her orgasm erupted through her like a volcano, gushing around his cock, painting him with her slick. Craig thrust twice more before slamming deep and emptying inside her, inking her walls with his seed. Humming satisfaction rattled through her as she felt him throb and pulse inside her, his jets of hot cum bathing her inner walls.

“God, fuck,” Craig gasped as he collapsed on top of her, spent. “That was-”

“I know,” she giggled breathlessly, stroking his damp hair. “That was hot.”

“You naughty little minx,” he chuckled. “Riding me like a girl straight out of Pornhub.”

Chloe giggled harder before whispering into his ear, “Speaking of Pornhub, how about you go get your strap-on from your toy box so I can fuck the shit out of you next?”

Craig groaned, shivering at the promise in her voice before scampering naked from the bed to retrieve the toy. Later, much later, when the house was locked up and they were sticky with sweat and cum, they collapsed in each other’s arms, spent and sated beyond words.