MasukDianne.The next morning, I woke to Simonās fingers trailing up my thighs. He lay behind me in bed, his hand slipping beneath my nightwear. His four fingers pressed flat against my pussy mound, rubbing firmly before finding my clit. With his other hand, he hiked the fabric all the way to my waist, exposing my bare ass so it pressed back against the hard bulge straining through his silk boxers.āFuckā¦ā I moaned, low and needy. But deep down, I wanted to scream loud enough for his father to hear every filthy sound.He rubbed my clit hard and rough, then slid two thick fingers inside me, thrusting them in and out with purpose.āOh my God, Simon⦠fuck⦠please donāt stop.ā I squirmed against him, chasing the pleasure, until the phone buzzed on the nightstand.His damn phone. And I already knewāheād never ignore it. As usual. One time heād pulled out mid-thrust and rushed off because his boss called.āSimon, you donāt have to do this right now,ā I pleaded, breathless. āAt least let us fin
Dianne.I wanted to fuck my boyfriendās father.There was nothing I wouldnāt give for that ā not my dignity, not my relationship, not even the last shred of guilt I still pretended to have. I wanted Raymond to bend me over every surface in that house, slap my ass red, choke me while he slammed that thick daddy cock into my tight, married pussy, and fill me with cum that belonged to no one but me in that moment. I wanted to moan āDaddyā while his son slept down the hall. I wanted to be his dirty little secret. His greedy, cock-starved daughter-in-law who couldnāt get enough.Maybe I was such a greedy, filthy girl to want something that was meant to be off-limits. He was my boyfriendās father, for Godās sake. The man who was supposed to be untouchable. But what did they say about good girls? That they finish last. That they stay faithful and unsatisfied while their pussies scream for more. Well, I was done being a good girl. My dirty obsession was all about my boyfriendās fath
Bella.Damon didnāt think. He didnāt hesitate.In one swift motion, he pulled me to my feet, spun me around, and bent me over. My hands slammed against the rough bark of the tree, my back arched deeply, ass pushed out toward him like an offering. He didnāt bother pulling my leggings down. He simply tore the thin fabric with a sharp rip, the sound echoing through the quiet woods as my pussy was fully exposed to the cool air.āFuck, Bellaā¦ā he groaned, his voice low and feral. āLook at this pretty little pussy dripping for your big brother.āI gasped as I felt the thick, swollen head of his cock rub against my soaked folds, teasing my entrance, coating himself in my juices. Then, without another word, he slammed into me.āOh my GodāDamon!ā I cried out, my voice breaking as he buried every thick inch of his cock into my tight cunt in one brutal thrust. The stretch was overwhelming, almost painful, but so fucking perfect. He was so deep, so big, filling me completely, stretching my
Drool dripped from her lips as she breathed hard, eyes glassy with lust.āYouāre going to go on your knees and take your big brotherās cock⦠and youāre going to worship it because itās yours now.āShe didnāt wait for more instructions. My little sister dropped to her knees right there on the forest floor, her hands shaking with excitement as she unzipped my trousers. I folded my shirt up around my stomach, watching her with dark hunger as she pulled my boxers down.My hardened cock sprang free and proud, slapping heavily against her cheek. Bellaās eyes widened, lips parting in awe.āOh shit⦠take it, baby girl⦠suck it,ā I growled, still teasing her tits through her top, pinching her hard nipples.She wrapped both small hands around my thick base ā her fingers barely meeting ā and stroked me slowly, reverently. Then she leaned in and dragged her tongue from the base all the way up to the leaking head, moaning softly at the taste of me.āFuuuuck⦠thatās my good girl,ā I groaned, my
Damon.I knew it was wrong. Very wrong. That my obsession had grown teeth. She was my little sister, for crying out loud. Like Mom said, I should be taking good care of her. And I was. Anyone would agree with that.But the moment Dad suggested Bella sit on my lap in the car, I knew I was finished. Completely ruined. There were too many dirty fantasies running through my head at that time ā slipping my cock into her tight little cunt and slowly thrusting into her while our parents sang in the front seat. Instead, my fingers did the job. They werenāt perfect, but they made her cum so hard around them, soaking my hand. I tasted her juices afterward. It was heaven. I had fucked and tasted many girls before, but Bella ā my own little sister ā tasted like nothing I had ever had. Was it because she was forbidden? Because she was blood? Because she was the one girl I was never supposed to want? My head was twisted at this point.Even walking this long trail with her by my side had
Bella.The next day, even as I woke up, my pussy wasnāt the same.It was hot. Like a million tiny flames licking at my walls, making it throb violently with every heartbeat. The ache was deep, almost painful, a constant reminder of how roughly Damon had used me the night before. My inner thighs were still sticky, my hole tender and swollen, still leaking traces of my brotherās cum even after Iād tried to clean up in the dark. Every time I shifted in the sleeping bag, a fresh pulse of heat shot through me, my clit begging for attention again.I could still feel the way he had stretched me open, the way his thick cock had slammed into me over and over, the filthy sounds of my juices coating him as he fucked his little sister raw. My pussy clenched at the memory, another gush of wetness soaking my already ruined panties.I stood up slowly, legs a little shaky, and slipped into a tight black leggings that hugged my ass and thighs like a second skin. I paired it with a small cropped







