Slutty college coed takes a creampie from her stepdad

Honestly, I never thought I’d be telling you this, but that night with my stepdad completely rewired my brain around taboo anal, arab, and big cock fantasies, and I can still feel the ghost of it if I close my eyes. We’d been dancing around this unspoken tension for weeks, little looks across the dinner table, his hand brushing my lower back when he passed me the salt, and then one night after my mom went to bed early, he came into the living room where I was half-watching some show, and he just sat down way too close, his thigh pressing against mine. I remember my heart hammering in my throat when he whispered that I looked like a grown woman now, not the little girl he’d watched grow up, and his fingers traced the hem of my skirt like he was testing the waters. The air got thick and heavy, and I didn’t pull away when he leaned in, because I wanted it, God, I wanted it more than I’d ever wanted anything. He guided me onto the couch, his hands shaking slightly as he peeled off my panties, and when he flipped me onto my stomach, I felt the sheer weight of him, that thick, uncut length pressing against my wet folds, and I whimpered into the cushion. He pushed in slow, inch by agonizing inch, and the stretch was so intense I thought I’d split open, but he kept murmuring soft reassurances while I clenched around him. The way he filled me was primal, his hips slamming against my ass as he used me, and I could feel every ridge and vein dragging along my walls. When he finally pulled out and flipped me over, stroking himself until he was glistening, he pressed the tip to my tightest hole, and I just nodded, breathless, as he sank in. That burn melted into pure pleasure, and when he spilled deep inside me, hot and pulsing, I collapsed, completely spent and dripping with him.