It was supposed to be just a quiet night in…
But I couldn’t stop thinking about him… My stepson
While my husband was downstairs napping, I let him in—the one I wasn’t supposed to see. The thrill of sneaking around had me dripping before he even touched me.
I slid the big ball gag between my lips, locking it tight. My legs folded into a deep frog tie, bondage mitts strapped on… helpless and waiting. My stepson knelt between my thighs and devoured me like he knew exactly how badly I needed it. I moaned into the gag, soaking his face until I came hard, body trembling.
But we had to stay quiet.
Getting caught? Not an option.
But the risk… made it so much hotter.
He slid into me slowly, deliberately, trying not to make a sound as I squirmed beneath him—gagged, bound, dripping. He took me in every position he could manage, whispering how wrong it was… and how much I loved it.
And I did.
By the time he finished—spilling all over my face, ball gag still stretching my mouth wide—I was ruined… used… and aching for him all over again.
I might be married, but I’ve never felt more alive.

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