เข้าสู่ระบบCHAPTER 3: SWALLOW BEFORE THE CAKE PIPER'S POV Grayson freezes with his tongue buried inside me. "Y-yeah!" My voice comes out high, strangled. Grayson hasn't moved — his tongue is still deep in my pussy, his hands still spreading my ass wide. "Just changing! I spilled something on my bikini!" "Oh okay, honey. Have you seen Gray? Can't find him anywhere." Grayson's tongue curls inside me and starts moving again, slower but relentless. I bite down on my fist so hard I taste blood. "No, Daddy! Haven't seen him! Maybe he went to get more ice!" A pause that lasts a century. "Alright, well, we're cutting the cake soon. Don't take too long!" His footsteps retreat. The second he's gone, Grayson starts eating me again — faster now, more urgent, his tongue fucking into me while his thumb attacks my clit and two thick fingers shove inside me, curling hard against my g-spot. "
CHAPTER 2: SHE COMES WHEN I SAY SHE COMES(TW: DUBCON, PUBLIC GROPING)"Count the hands," he whispers in my ear. "Feel how many men want to touch you right now. Feel how many men are going to make you come on this train."I try to count but his fingers curl inside me and someone's thumb finds my clit and I lose track, I lose everything except the pressure building in my core like a tide I can't stop, can't control, can't even slow down.Because every time I get close to thinking clearly another hand touches me somewhere new — groping my fat tits harder, pinching and twisting my nipples until they're swollen and aching, spreading my ass cheeks so wide I feel exposed.And someone is now rubbing my clit in fast, rough circles while two sets of fingers pump in and out of my soaked cunt."She's close." A different voice, deeper, from my left. "I can feel her clenching.""Not yet." The first voice, commanding. "She comes when I say she comes. Keep her on the ed
CHAPTER 1: STRANGER AFTER STRANGER(TW: DUBCON, PUBLIC GROPING)The 7:42 train is always packed but today it's something else entirely, bodies crushed together so tight I can feel the buttons of the man in front of me pressing through my blouse, can smell the perfume of the woman beside me mixing with coffee breath and sweat and the metallic tang of the rails under us. I grab the overhead strap because there's nowhere else to hold and I plant my feet and I resign myself to another thirty minutes of being sardined between strangers while I think about the grocery list and the meeting at nine and whether Jerry remembered to take the trash out this morning like I asked him three times before I left.A hand touches my thigh and I don't think anything of it because hands are everywhere in this crush, elbows and shoulders and briefcases bumping against me from every direction, and it's just another accidental brush of—The fingers curl inward.My skin prickle
CHAPTER 6: RIDE ME, MOMMYDELILAH'S POV“A little training?”“Mm-hm.” I clench around him and he gasps, his cock twitching back to life already. “You didn’t think this was a one-time thing, did you? Stepmommy has so much to teach you. We’ve barely scratched the surface.”He is getting hard again. Already. The resilience of youth.“But first,” I push him off gently, feeling his cum gush out of me the second he pulls out in a hot, sticky flood that soaks the backseat. “We need to get you to college. Your dorm awaits.”“Fuck the dorm.”“Later.” I wink at him. “Now clean up and drive. I’ll sit here and feel you dripping out of me the whole way.”The dorm is chaos. Parents everywhere, moving boxes, tearful goodbyes. I smile and wave and make small talk while Beckett’s cum slowly leaks into my panties, the warm, sticky mess squelching between my thighs with every step. No one suspects a thing.His room is a single — thank god. His roommate is
CHAPTER 5: LESSON ONE: DON'T BE GENTLEDELILAH'S POVHe pushes deeper. And deeper. Until his balls are pressed against my ass and I am stuffed fuller than I have ever been in my life. He is so deep I can feel him in my stomach, the fat head pressing right against my cervix like he is knocking on the door of my womb. Feel him pressing against places his father has never reached, could never reach. My pussy walls flutter and clench around him, milking his thickness, creaming so heavily that it squirts out around his base and soaks his balls.“You’re so tight,” he breathes, wonder in his voice. “You’re so fucking tight.”“And you’re so fucking big.” I clench around him and he groans, the sound raw. “Now fuck me, baby. Show stepmommy what you’ve got.”He starts to move. Clumsy at first — the strokes uneven, the rhythm off. He does not know what he is doing. Does not know how to use his body yet.But he is learning.“Slower,” I instruct, grippin
CHAPTER 4: YOU'RE A VIRGIN?DELILAH'S POV“I’ve done stuff,” he says defensively. “I’m not—it’s just—”“Have you ever fucked someone?”Silence.“Have you ever had your cock inside a pussy?”More silence. The red has spread from his ears to his cheeks.My sweet, cocky, inexperienced stepson. All that bravado, all that confidence — and he has never actually done the deed. Probably had some sloppy blowjobs from girls who did not know what they were doing. Maybe got his fingers wet at a party once.But he has never fucked anyone.And I get to be his first.I can’t resist anymore. While he’s still trying to process my question, I reach over and grab his right hand off the steering wheel. His fingers are big and thick — almost as thick as two of mine. Perfect.“Give me this,” I whisper, my voice shaking with need. I guide his hand between my spread thighs and press his fingers against my soaked, puffy cunt. “Feel how wet your step
CHAPTER 4: BRED ON HIS DESKTATIA’S POVHis thrusts were not passionate. They were punitive, savage, each one a brutal, driving piston that slammed into me with a force that shoved me up the desk, my tits dragging across the wood, nipples scraping painfully. The sound of our bodies m
CHAPTER 1: THE FIRST KISSFriday game night was a sacred ritual. Kids were at the sitter's, phones were silenced, and by eight o'clock, the first bottle of wine was open and the familiar, comfortable chaos had settled in. For three years, it had been this way: Helena, Dane
CHAPTER 2: CAUGHT FISTING MY DRIPPING CUNTTATIA’S POV“You’re gonna watch me come twice, you motherfucker,” I snarl, my voice cracking with lust. “You’re gonna see me lose my goddamn mind right here, finger-fucking myself raw because your cock isn’t here to wreck me.”The first
CHAPTER 3: "THIS GREEDY CUNT IS MINE NOW"TATIA’S POVHe drives me over the edge with terrifying efficiency, fingers pistoning in and out, curling relentlessly, thumb grinding my clit until it’s a fireball. This third orgasm is different. It’s not my own. It’s his. It’s bestowed







