**”Hi, Mom”**

I never expected things to turn out this way. My stepmom, Jenna, had always been flirty—little touches here and there, lingering looks—but I never thought she’d actually take it further. That changed last night.

I walked into the kitchen after a late shower, just a towel slung low on my hips. Jenna was at the fridge in nothing but a tiny silk robe, barely tied at the waist. The second she turned around, I saw her eyes rake over my bare chest, down to where the towel barely covered my cock.

“Hi, Mom,” I said, smirking when her breath hitched.

“God, you’re such a tease,” she whispered, stepping closer. The robe gaped open, her full tits barely hidden. I could already see her nipples hard under the thin fabric.

“You like what you see?” I asked, letting the towel drop. My cock was already half-hard, twitching as her gaze locked onto it.

“Fuck,” she breathed, biting her lip. Then, in one quick motion, she untied the robe and let it slide off. Her body was unreal—smooth skin, curvy hips, and a tight pussy already glistening with wetness.

I closed the distance between us in two steps, grabbing her waist and pulling her flush against me. My dick pressed against her stomach as she gasped.

“Tell me you want this,” I growled, palming her ass hard.

“I’ve wanted this for *years*,” she moaned, grinding against me.

That was all the permission I needed. I lifted her onto the counter, her legs spreading wide for me. Her pussy was dripping, her clit swollen and begging for attention. I leaned down and swiped my tongue up her slit, making her cry out.

“You taste so fucking good,” I groaned, sucking her clit while two fingers plunged into her tight cunt. She arched off the counter, thighs trembling as I fucked her with my fingers and tongue.

“Oh god, don’t stop,” she begged, her hips jerking against my mouth. I could feel her pussy clenching around my fingers as she got closer.

But I wanted her to come on my cock. I stood up and dragged her to the edge of the counter, lining my dick up with her soaked entrance.

“You ready?” I asked, teasing the head against her clit.

“*Please*,” she whimpered.

I slammed into her in one hard thrust. Jenna screamed, her nails digging into my shoulders as her pussy stretched around my cock. She was so tight, so hot and wet, I almost came right then.

I pulled out and thrust back in, setting a brutal pace. The counter rocked with every slam of my hips, her tits bouncing wildly.

“Fuck, you feel amazing,” I grunted, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise.

“Harder,” she begged, her legs locking around my waist.

I fucked her harder, deeper, until her moans turned into desperate cries. She came with a scream, her pussy clamping down on me like a vise. That sent me over the edge—I buried myself to the hilt and came hard, pumping load after load into her.

We were both panting, sweat-slick and wrecked. Jenna leaned back on the counter, a satisfied smirk on her lips.

“Best ‘Hi, Mom’ ever,” she purred.

I just grinned and pulled her in for another kiss. This was only the beginning.