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The alsian Girl is Her Stepfather’s Mistress (A Virtual Fan Fiction)
The door creaked open and 19-year-old Mia slipped into her stepfather Max’s study after midnight, his favorite Scotch in hand. She wore a silk kimono that clung to her slender curves and showed a tantalizing hint of cleavage. Her long raven hair tumbled over her shoulders in soft waves. Max looked up from his desk with a raised eyebrow.
“What brings you here at this hour, Mia?” His gruff voice sent a shiver down her spine. She sauntered closer, swaying her hips.
“I couldn’t sleep, thinking about you.” Mia set the glass down and untied her robe, letting it fall open. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath. “I couldn’t stop thinking about your hands on my body, your lips on mine.” She climbed into his lap, straddling him. “I want you, Max.”
He groaned, his large hands gripping her bare waist. “We can’t. Your mother—” Mia silenced him with a passionate kiss, her tongue delving into his mouth. She could feel his growing arousal pressed against her thigh. Max’s resistance crumbled and he kissed her back feverishly, his fingers digging into her skin.
Mia ground her hips against him, rubbing his hardness through his pants. “I need you,” she panted against his mouth. “Make me feel good.” Max’s control snapped. In one swift motion, he stood and bent Mia face-down over the desk, sweeping aside papers and্রThird Draft ويعap cycles keeps crashing
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I spend a lot of time in the gym and feel extra confident in skinny jeans and high heels. I walked up to the bar, my ample cleavage proudly displayed, and ordered a marathon shot. The bartender did a double take. I winked at him. He smiled and whipped up the drink in a blender – Tequila, advocaat, Baileys Irish cream, amaretto, vodka, and Krete cream liqueur. I happily downed it in one shot.
Feeling bold and tipsy, I turned to the man next to me. "Hey there, handsome. You want to get out of here?" He looked shocked at my brazen proposition, but the sparkle in his eye told me the answer. We headed to the bathroom, making out heatedly against the wall.
In a matter of minutes, I had undone his pants and was sinking to my knees. I loved giving head, the power I held as I pleasured a man with just my mouth. Looking up at him with hooded eyes, I took him deep in my throat. He groaned and tangled his hands in my hair, guiding my movements. I sucked and licked, reveling in the taste and feel of him.
He wasn't satisfied by just my mouth though. Picking me up, he hiked up my micro-mini skirt and spun me around. "Bend over," he commanded gruffly. I braced myself against the sink, arching my back and presenting my panty-clad ass to him. He tugged my thong aside and entered me with one hard thrust. I cried out in pleasure as he filled me.
He set a relentless pace, pounding into me as I gripped the counter. My nails dug into the porcelain as I rocked back against him, meeting his every thrust. "Fuck, you're so tight," he grunted. I could feel my orgasm building, muscles clenching around him. His fingers reached around to rub my clit and I came hard, my whole body shaking with ecstasy.
He wasn't far behind, pumping into me a few more times before spilling his hot seed deep inside me. We caught our breath and fixed our clothes before emerging from the bathroom, no worse for wear except slightly disheveled hair.
