Sharing a Bed with Dad’s New Girlfriend

Title: Sharing a Bed with Dad’s New Girlfriend

It was supposed to be a simple family vacation, a chance for my dad to introduce his new girlfriend, Sasha, to the rest of the family. Little did I know, this trip would change everything, forcing me to confront my forbidden desires.

As we arrived at the hotel, I couldn’t help but stare at Sasha, her curves barely contained by her tight-fitting dress. Her ample cleavage threatened to spill out with each step, and her long blonde hair cascaded down her back in loose waves. She was a bombshell, a walking wet dream, and I was her stepson.

My dad, oblivious to the tension, whisked Sasha away to their suite, leaving me to check into my own room further down the hall. But as I lay in bed that night, unable to sleep, I heard a soft knock at my door. Surprised, I opened it to find Sasha standing there, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“Mind if I come in?” she purred, stepping past me before I could respond. I watched, transfixed, as she sauntered into my room, her hips swaying hypnotically.

“Sasha, what are you doing here?” I asked, trying to maintain some semblance of composure despite the bulge growing in my shorts.

She turned to face me, a wicked smile playing on her glossy lips. “I couldn’t sleep, and I thought you might be able to help with that.”

Before I could process her words, she pressed her soft curves against me, her hands roaming over my chest. I gasped as I felt her hard nipples through the flimsy fabric of her nightgown. My hands found her hips, and I pulled her closer, losing myself in her scent and the heat of her body.

Sasha’s hands slipped under my shirt, her fingers tracing the defined lines of my abs. She pushed me backwards until my legs hit the bed, and I fell onto the mattress, taking her with me. As she straddled my hips, I groaned at the feeling of her wet heat pressing against my now rock-hard cock.

“Such a big boy,” she cooed, grinding her hips against mine. “I’ve seen the way you look at me. You want me, don’t you?”

Unable to deny it any longer, I captured her lips in a searing kiss, my tongue delving into her mouth. She tasted like sin and forbidden fruit, and I couldn’t get enough. My hands slipped under her nightgown, cupping her full breasts, my thumbs teasing her nipples into stiff peaks.

Sasha moaned into my mouth, her hips moving faster, chasing her own pleasure. I could feel my own release building, the friction of our bodies driving me wild. With a final thrust, she cried out, her body trembling as she came undone.

I followed soon after, my orgasm ripping through me with the force of a tidal wave. We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies slick with sweat, panting as we came down from our high.

“Wow,” Sasha breathed, a satisfied smile on her lips. “But that’s just a taste of what’s to come.”

As she gathered her clothes and slipped out of my room, I lay there, my mind reeling. What had just happened? And what did it mean for our future?

The next morning, I awoke to find Sasha in bed beside me, her naked body pressed against mine. She smiled up at me, her eyes filled with promise and desire.

“I’ve been thinking,” she said, her hand trailing down my chest. “Maybe we should make this a permanent arrangement. You, me, and your dad. A little ‘family bonding’ if you will.”

The thought both thrilled and terrified me. Could I really share Sasha with my dad? The idea of being caught, of my dad walking in on us, added an extra layer of excitement.

But as I looked into Sasha’s eyes, I knew I was in too deep to back out now. I had tasted the forbidden fruit, and now I was addicted.

For the rest of the trip, Sasha and I played a dangerous game, stealing moments together whenever we could. We fucked in the hotel pool, hidden only by a straw hat on my head and Sasha’s strategically placed hair. We did it in the bathroom at a fancy restaurant, risking getting caught by my dad or other diners.

Each time we took a risk, it felt more thrilling than the last. I knew I was stepping into a world of trouble, but I couldn’t resist the temptation any longer.

As we packed to leave, Sasha pulled me aside, her voice low and seductive. “I hope you’ve enjoyed our little rendezvous,” she said, pressing a lingering kiss to my lips. “Because I think this is just the beginning of our…arrangement.”

With a wink and a wave, she disappeared into the hotel, leaving me standing there, my heart racing and my mind reeling at the thought of what the future held.

I knew I was in way over my head, but I also knew I was hooked on the danger, the thrill, the forbidden pleasure of fucking my dad’s girlfriend. And God help me, but I couldn’t wait to see what would happen next.