**Beach Getaway with My Stepmom**

The sun was sinking into the ocean, painting the sky orange and pink as the waves crashed lazily against the shore. I’d come to the beach with my stepmom under the pretense of a “family vacation,” but Dad had bailed at the last minute, leaving us alone in the rented beach house. She was in her mid-40s but looked younger—toned legs, round hips, and a tight tankini barely holding in her big tits. I couldn’t help but stare as she stretched out on the towel beside me, her skin glistening with sunscreen.

“You’ve been quiet all day,” she murmured, arching her back slightly. Her nipples poked against the fabric, hard from the ocean breeze. “Something on your mind?”

“Just thinking,” I said, my voice rough. My dick was already half-hard in my swim trunks.

She smirked, rolling onto her side to face me. “Thinking about what?” Her fingers trailed lazily along her thigh, dangerously close to where the fabric of her bikini bottoms disappeared between her legs.

I swallowed. “About you.”

Her eyes darkened. “Yeah? What about me?”

Before I could answer, she reached out and palmed the bulge in my shorts. I groaned, hips jerking against her hand. “Fuck, you’re already so hard,” she breathed, rubbing me through the fabric. “You want me, don’t you?”

I didn’t answer—just grabbed her wrist and pushed her onto her back. She gasped as I straddled her hips, grinding my cock against her stomach. “Yeah, I want you,” I growled, yanking down the top of her bikini. Her tits spilled free, nipples stiff and pink. I leaned down and sucked one into my mouth, biting just hard enough to make her cry out.

“God, yes,” she moaned, fingers digging into my hair. “Fuck me right here. I don’t care who sees.”

That was all the permission I needed. I ripped her bikini bottoms to the side, exposing her wet pussy. She was already dripping, her clit swollen and begging for attention. I didn’t tease her—just shoved two fingers inside, curling them hard as my thumb circled her clit.

She bucked up against my hand, gasping. “Oh fuck, oh fuck—yes!”

“You like that?” I snarled, fucking her with my fingers. “You like knowing your stepson’s got his fingers buried in your cunt?”

She whimpered, nodding desperately. I pulled my fingers out and shoved them into her mouth, making her taste herself. Then I flipped her onto her stomach, yanking her hips up.

“You wanted hard?” I spat, rubbing the head of my dick against her soaked entrance. “You’re gonna get it.”

I slammed into her in one brutal thrust. She screamed, fingers clawing at the sand as I fucked her without mercy, each snap of my hips driving her deeper into the towel. Her ass jiggled with every impact, her tight cunt squeezing around my cock like a vise.

“Fuck, you’re so tight,” I grunted, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise. “Take it—take all of it, you dirty fucking stepmom.”

She sobbed, pushing back against me. “Harder—please, fuck me harder!”

I obliged, pounding into her until her legs shook. The sound of skin slapping skin mixed with the rush of the waves as I buried myself to the hilt, balls slapping against her clit. She came first, her pussy clenching around me as she screamed my name.

I wasn’t far behind. With a final deep thrust, I came inside her, filling her up as she shuddered beneath me.

We collapsed onto the sand, panting. She turned her head, smirking. “Guess we’re not just family anymore.”

I grinned back. “Nope. Now you’re just my fucktoy.”

And from the way she arched against me, already reaching for my cock again, she didn’t mind one bit.