With the morning sun spilling into my soft pink room, I'm lying in my soft white bed wear. The room is peaceful, and I am startled awake as my StepSon strides in. My heart races, and I clutch the sheet to my chest, covering my body as moves towards me like he owned the room, his eyes fixed on me. clutching the sheet to my chest like a shield. My breath shook, but my nipples were already hard beneath this soft white top. I slowly lower the sheet, revealing the sheer white fabric stretched over my full breasts and the outline of my hardening nipples. It's like I'm teasing him without meaning to, my body betraying me. He takes it as his cue, assertively pushing me back down onto the bed, his body hovering over mine. The weight of him presses me into the mattress, and I feel that heat building between my legs even as I weakly protest. "No, we can't... this is wrong," I murmur, my hands pushing at his chest half-heartedly. But my hips arch up just a fraction, giving away how my body craves this. His hands slide down, rubbing against my soft white panties. His fingers press intently against the damp fabric. I gasp, feeling the wetness seeping through. He pushes his fingers inside of me, stretching me open as I let out a reluctant moan. "Stop... oh god!" I whisper, but my walls clench around him, pulling him deeper. He pumps his fingers in and out, fast and relentless, the sounds of my wetness squelching loudly in the quiet room. My pussy throbs and contracts as he hits that perfect spot. I cum hard around his fingers, my body shaking, juices gushing out in a warm, sticky flood that soaks the sheets beneath me. Even as I catch my breath, weakly protesting with a breathless "Please, not yet," he doesn't slow down. He rubs the head up and down my dripping pussy, coating it in my mess and making me whimper. I let out one more feeble "No, we shouldn't..." as he shoves the entire length of his hardness into me. In one big push, he buries himself deep inside my waiting, drenched cunt. Oh fuck, it feels incredible! My walls grip him tightly as he stretches me, his cock filling every inch of me. He pounds into me, each thrust making more of that wet sound as our bodies slap together. My pussy is a dripping mess, my juices mixed with my earlier cum leaking out around his shaft. I cum again on his cock, my body convulsing. But he keeps going, his movements unrelenting, and my reluctance finally cracks. My longing takes over, and I wrap my legs around him, gasping, "I can't believe you are inside of me. Fuck me... Don't stop." My hand slips down between us, feeling my wetness all over his cock as it slides in and out of my pussy. I can feel it throbbing against my fingers as my fingers drift along its silky length. I can feel every inch plunging into me, as I stroke him while he thrusts. The sight of his cock disappearing into my swollen, dripping folds is intoxicating. It shouldn't feel this good. Finally, he nears his edge. I lock eyes with him and beg, "Cum inside me. Fill up your StepMommy's pussy." He groans and thrusts deep, releasing hot ropes of cum straight into the depths of my pussy. I feel the warm flood spilling out of my pussy and around his cock, mixing with my own juices. As he pulls out, I reach down, rubbing my fingers through it all. I massage the warm cum dripping from my pussy, sliding over his cock. I love the feeling of the our combined slickness coating my lips and his shaft., teasing myself with the aftermath. "Mmm, I love how it warm your cum feels inside me." I love the way he is filling up StepMommy.