**”Mia’s Hard Lesson”**

The moment I heard her bedroom door click shut behind us, I knew things were about to get messy. Mia Khalifa—my stepmom, technically—stood in front of me in that tight little nightgown she always wore, the silk barely hiding the curve of her thick hips or the way her heavy tits strained against the fabric. She’d been teasing me all fucking week—leaning over the counter in front of me, bending down to pick things up, letting her robe slip open just enough to give me a peek of those perfect brown nipples.

And now, here we were.

“You’ve been a bad boy,” she murmured, her voice husky as she stepped closer. I could smell her perfume, something expensive and sweet, mixed with the faint musk of arousal. “Looking at me like that when your father isn’t home.”

My dick was already rock hard, straining against my jeans. I didn’t even try to hide it. “You wanted me to look,” I shot back, my voice rough.

Mia smirked, her dark eyes flashing as she reached out and palmed my cock through my pants. “Maybe I did.” She squeezed, just hard enough to make me groan. “But that doesn’t mean you get off easy.”

Before I could respond, she dropped to her knees right there in front of me, her fingers making quick work of my belt and zipper. My cock sprang free, already leaking, and Mia didn’t waste a second. She leaned in, her tongue flicking over the tip before she swallowed me whole in one smooth motion.

“Fuck!” I gasped, my hands fisting in her hair as her lips stretched around my thick shaft. She took me deep, her throat flexing as she sucked me all the way down, her nose pressed against my stomach. The wet heat of her mouth was insane, her tongue working the underside of my cock while her fingers dug into my thighs.

I could feel her pussy getting wetter too—the scent of her arousal filled the room, and when I glanced down, I saw the dark patch between her legs where her slick soaked through the silk. She was dripping for me.

I wasn’t about to let her have all the fun.

I yanked her up by her hair, making her whimper as I spun her around and bent her over the bed. “You like teasing me?” I growled, hiking up her nightgown to expose her bare ass. “Now you’re gonna take it.”

Mia moaned, pushing her hips back toward me, and I didn’t hesitate. I slapped her ass hard, leaving a bright red handprint on her perfect cheek before spreading her open with my thumbs. Her pussy was already swollen and glistening, her tight little hole begging to be filled.

I spat between her thighs and rubbed my cock through her folds, teasing her clit with the head before shoving inside in one brutal thrust.

“Oh god—fuck!” Mia screamed, her back arching as I bottomed out inside her. She was so tight, her walls gripping my dick like a vice, but I didn’t give her time to adjust. I pulled back and slammed into her again, setting a rough, unforgiving pace that had the bed smacking against the wall.

“That’s it,” she panted, her tits bouncing as I pounded into her. “Fuck me harder, baby—just like that!”

I grabbed her hips, pulling her back onto my cock with every thrust, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing through the room. Her pussy was so fucking hot, clenching around me like she didn’t want to let go, and when I reached around to rub her clit, she came hard—her body shaking, her cunt squeezing my dick like she was trying to milk me dry.

But I wasn’t done.

I flipped her onto her back, her legs wrapping around my waist as I drove back into her. Mia’s tits bounced with every thrust, her nails raking down my back as I fucked her raw.

“You gonna cum for me again?” I growled, grinding deep.

“Yes—yes, please!” she begged, her voice breaking as I hit that spot inside her that made her eyes roll back.

I didn’t hold back. My balls tightened, my hips stuttered, and with a final brutal thrust, I buried myself inside her and came, my cock pulsing as I filled her up.

Mia shuddered through another orgasm beneath me, her pussy fluttering around my dick as I collapsed on top of her, both of us gasping for air.

“Still think I’m a bad boy?” I murmured against her neck.

She laughed breathlessly, her fingers still tangled in my hair. “The worst.”

And then she kissed me, and I knew we weren’t done yet.