LOGIN*A New Collection
I woke up to the feeling of fingers inside me. My eyes snapped open in the dark, but I didn’t move. Jake’s fingers—my stepbrother’s fingers—were sliding in and out of my already slick pussy, slowly but deep. I was on my back, legs a little spread, shorts and panties yanked to the side. My heart slammed against my ribs. What the actual fuck? I should’ve screamed,or should’ve kicked him off, but I stayed still, damn I stayed still, it feel so good, was still breathing shallow, pretending I was still asleep. And the worst part? My pussy was already getting wetter by the second, clenching around his thick fingers like it had been waiting for this. He’d been at it for a couple minutes before I woke up, I think. His breathing was heavy above me, like he was trying to stay quiet too. Two fingers pumped in and out, curling a little, rubbing that spot that made my toes curl tight. I bit the inside of my cheek hard so I wouldn’t moan. But fuck, it felt good, too good. My hips wanted to roll against his hand so bad, but I held still. But just barely. Jake got bolder. He spread my legs wider(but slowly), leaned in closer. I could feel his breath on my thighs. Then his fingers slipped out, and his tongue dragged right over my bare and slick clit. “Oh fuck—” I whimpered before I could stop it. A loud, shaky moan ripped out of me. Jake froze for half a second. Then he chuckled low but dirty. “Knew it, you little slut.” I opened my eyes fully now, staring up at him in the dark. My stepbrother, 22, shirtless, sweat already on his chest. His face was between my legs, lips shiny with my juices. “Jake… what the actual fuck are you doing?” My voice came out breathy, not nearly as mad as it should’ve been. He licked me again, slow and flat, eyes locked on mine looking seducive, like a dream prince. “What does it look like? Eating your pussy. And you’ve been dripping on my tongue since I started. Moaning like a whore in your sleep. Don’t act all innocent now.” My face burned, but my pussy throbbed harder. I tried to close my legs, but he shoved them apart, pinning one thigh down with his big hand while his face pinned the rest. “I—I wasn’t…” I started, but he sucked my clit into his mouth with deeper suckion and I moaned again, louder this time. My hands grabbed the sheets instead of pushing him away."mmmmm" “Bullshit,” he growled against my wet folds. “Your cunt’s been juicing up for me. You love this, don’t you, Mia? My little stepsister getting fingered by her big brother.” He pushed two fingers back inside me while his tongue worked my clit perfectly, fast and nasty. I couldn’t hold back anymore. My hips bucked up against him, grinding against his face. “Jake… oh shit…” He pulled back just enough to smirk. “Say it. Tell me you want your stepbrother’s big cock.” I was panting, thighs shaking. Part of me still couldn’t believe this was happening, but the bigger part, the soaking, aching part—didn’t care. “I… I want it. I fucking did” That was all he needed. Jake climbed up my body fast, shoving my tank top up over my tits. He sucked one nipple hard, biting down enough to make me hiss, then the other. His hand stayed between my legs, fingering me rough. “You’re such a dirty little slut,” he muttered against my skin. “Sleeping in these tiny shorts, knowing I’d come in here eventually. Bet you’ve been thinking about this.” I didn’t answer. Instead I reached down and grabbed his cock through his boxers. He was rock hard, thick and hot. And huge🤫. I squeezed him hard and he groaned. “Fuck me,” I whispered. “Just do it.” He yanked my shorts and panties all the way off and threw them across the room. Then he shoved his boxers down. His cock sprang out, heavy and veiny. Precum landed on my belly. No condom. Nothing. Jake lined up and slammed into me in one hard thrust. I cried out, back arching. He was big, stretching me wide. It hurt a little but mostly it felt fucking filthy and perfect. He didn’t give me time to adjust—just started pounding me raw, deep strokes that made the bed creak. “Goddamn, your pussy’s tight girl,” he grunted, gripping my hips hard that I felt bruises. “Taking your stepbrother’s dick like you were made for it. Aren't you though?” I wrapped my legs around him, nails digging into his back. “Harder, Jake. Fuck me harder, deeper. Please go rougher.” He did. He fucked me like he hated me and loved me at the same time, was raw, mean and desperate. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room, mixed with my moans and his low sexy curses. He flipped me over suddenly, pulling my ass up and shoving my face into the pillow. Then he drove back in from behind, the angle made it even even deeper now. And he also went faster too. One hand fisted my hair, the other slapped my ass hard till it turned pink. “Say it,” he growled, pounding me. “Say you’re my little stepsister slut.” “I’m your slut,” I gasped into the pillow. “Your dirty stepsister. Don’t stop please don't stop!” He slapped my ass again, then reached around and rubbed my clit rough till I squirted. I came next, hard, pussy clenching around his cock, shaking and moaning his name like a slut. Jake didn’t slow down. He kept fucking me through it, using me. “Gonna fill this pussy up. You want your brother’s cum huh?” “Yes...fuck yes!” He buried himself deep and came with a groan, pumping hot cum inside me. I felt every spurt, my pussy still twitching around him. We stayed like that for a minute, breathing hard. Then he pulled out and I felt his cum leaking down my thigh. I rolled over, looking up at him - My stepbrother. My pussy were still throbbing. Jake smirked down at me, cock still half-hard and shiny with our mess.I groaned when mom told us the seating arrangement. The SUV was packed with bags for the week-long cabin trip. Dad driving, mom in the passenger seat, and me and Jake stuck sharing the back row because the middle was full of coolers and suitcases. Six hours on the road. Great. I was still sore from yesterday. My ass had faint belt marks under my shorts and my pussy felt used. I climbed in first and slid to the window side. Jake got in after me, taking up most of the space like usual. He was wearing basketball shorts and a hoodie. I had on loose cotton shorts and a tank top. As soon as we pulled onto the highway, he gave me this little smirk that made my clit water. The first hour was normal. We listened to music, mom and dad talking about work stuff up front. Jake’s leg pressed against mine because there wasn’t enough room, but after a while he reached behind the seat and grabbed the big blanket we used for road trips. “It’s cold with the AC blasting,” he said loud enough for
I pushed the front door open and dropped my bag by the stairs. My legs were still sticky from Ethan’s cum mixing with Jake’s from the morning. The house was quiet — mom and dad weren’t back from work yet. Good. I just wanted a shower and maybe to text Jake something filthy before he got home. I walked into my room and froze. Jake was already there. Completely naked. His cock was rock hard and leaking pre-cum, dripping down the shaft. On my bed he had laid out a belt, some of my scarves, and a couple of my hair ties. He looked at me with this evil little smirk. “Had a fun time at school, sis?” Before I could even open my mouth he was on me. He grabbed me by the waist and shoved me face-first onto the bed. I tried to push up but he was bigger and stronger. He yanked my arms behind my back and tied my wrists tight with one of the scarves. Then he flipped me over, spread my legs wide, and used two more scarves to tie my ankles to the bottom bedposts. I was stuck. Spread open, arms
I woke up with my pussy throbbing. My thighs were sticky, Jake’s cum from last night had dried all over me and leaked out while I slept. I could smell sex on my sheets. My nipples were still sore from where he had sucked them hard. I lay there for a minute remembering how he pounded me, how I called him my stepbrother while he filled me up. The disgusting words. My hand slipped between my legs without thinking, rubbing my swollen clit, but I stopped. No. Mom and dad were already moving around downstairs. Breakfast smells were coming up. I grabbed clean clothes and headed to the bathroom. The second I turned the shower on and stepped in, the door opened. Jake slipped inside, locking it behind him with a smirk written on his handsome face. He was only in boxers, his cock already pushing against the fabric, hard and ready. “Jake, no,” I whispered, water running down my tits. “They’re right downstairs. Mom’s probably making eggs or something.” He didn’t listen. He stepped under the
*A New Collection I woke up to the feeling of fingers inside me. My eyes snapped open in the dark, but I didn’t move. Jake’s fingers—my stepbrother’s fingers—were sliding in and out of my already slick pussy, slowly but deep. I was on my back, legs a little spread, shorts and panties yanked to the side. My heart slammed against my ribs. What the actual fuck? I should’ve screamed,or should’ve kicked him off, but I stayed still, damn I stayed still, it feel so good, was still breathing shallow, pretending I was still asleep. And the worst part? My pussy was already getting wetter by the second, clenching around his thick fingers like it had been waiting for this. He’d been at it for a couple minutes before I woke up, I think. His breathing was heavy above me, like he was trying to stay quiet too. Two fingers pumped in and out, curling a little, rubbing that spot that made my toes curl tight. I bit the inside of my cheek hard so I wouldn’t moan. But fuck, it felt good, too go
“Fuck me Daddy.” The words barely left my mouth before Darius snapped. He grabbed me hard, spinning me around so my chest hit the counter. His body pressed against mine from behind, one hand pinning both of mine behind my back while the other twisted in my hair. I could feel how hard he was through his pants, thick and throbbing against my ass. I reached back anyway, fingers working fast, unzipping him and pulling his cock out. It was heavy, hot, and rock hard. The second it was free he started grinding, sliding that thick shaft right between my ass cheeks, grinding the life out of it. It was raw, no condom, nothing. Just skin on skin. Hard on soft. “Fuck, Katie,” he breathed against my neck, his voice was rough and low. His hot breath rested on my skin. His hips moved slow at first, dragging his cock up and down, the head bumping my wet pussy with every pass. I pushed back, rolling my ass against him passionately, feeling every vein and every inch. He was breathing
My new stepdad was Professor Darius Vale. The same man who had bent me over his desk and fucked me like an animal only hours earlier. The same fingers that had been buried inside me in his office were now resting innocently on the dinner table while my mother beamed at us like she’d won the lottery. I wanted to scream. I wanted to climb across the table and slap him. I wanted him to bend me over this dining table and fuck me senseless in front of her. Instead, I smiled sweetly and said, “It’s so nice to finally meet you… Dad.” The word tasted filthy on my tongue. Darius’s jaw muscle ticked hard. His knuckles turned white around his wine glass, but his voice stayed deep and perfectly controlled when he replied, “Pleasure to meet you too, Katie. Your mother has told me so much about you.” That professor tone — the same one that made my thighs clench in class — now sounded obscenely sexual. My nipples hardened painfully against my thin top and I was still soaked from earlier,







