**The Secret Ingredient**

I never thought I’d end up like this—fucking my stepmom in the kitchen while she cooked dinner.

Her name was Ren, and she was everything my dad wasn’t—wild, reckless, and so damn insatiable. She’d been teasing me for months, bending over just a little too far when she picked things up, pressing her tits against my arm as she reached past me, always wearing those tight little tops with no bra.

Tonight was different. I could tell the second I walked in. The air was thick with the smell of garlic and butter, and Ren was swaying her hips as she stirred something on the stove, her ass barely covered by those tiny shorts she always wore around the house.

“You’re home late,” she murmured, her voice like honey.

I didn’t answer. Just walked up behind her, my dick already hard, pressing against my jeans. She leaned back into me, grinding her ass against my cock.

“Been thinking about this all day,” she whispered.

I didn’t hesitate. My hands slid under her shirt, grabbing her tits, pinching her nipples until she whimpered. She turned around, pressing her lips against mine, her tongue sliding into my mouth like she owned me.

One hand shoved between us, unbuttoning my jeans. Her fingers wrapped around my cock, stroking me hard. “Fuck, you’re big,” she moaned, licking her lips before dropping to her knees in front of me.

Her mouth was hot and wet as she swallowed me down, sucking me deep, her throat flexing around my shaft. I grabbed her hair, fucking her face, watching her lips stretch around my cock. She gagged but didn’t stop, her fingers digging into my thighs.

“You taste so good,” she gasped when she pulled back.

I yanked her up, spinning her around, bending her over the counter. Her shorts and panties were already soaked. I shoved them down, spreading her pussy with my fingers. She was dripping, her cunt swollen and pink, begging to be filled.

I didn’t make her wait.

I slammed my cock into her, balls deep in one thrust. She screamed, arching her back, her nails scraping the counter. I fucked her hard, my hips slapping against her ass, the sound obscene in the quiet kitchen.

“Fuck me, baby, just like that,” she cried.

I reached around, rubbing her clit as I pounded into her, her tight little pussy gripping my cock like a vice. She came first, shuddering around me, her juices leaking down her thighs.

“I’m gonna cum,” I growled, pulling out just before I exploded. Thick ropes of hot cum shot onto her ass, her pussy, dripping onto the counter where she’d been cooking.

Ren turned around, smirking as she scooped a glob of my cum with her fingers, licking them clean. Then she leaned over the pot on the stove, letting the rest of my load drip into the sauce.

“Secret ingredient,” she purred.

Dad never knew why dinner tasted so fucking good that night.