LOGINAliya slammed down and came hard. Her pussy clenched around him in strong pulses while she cried out.
“Ahhhhhhh… Damon… I am coming… ahhhhhhh…”
Amelia came right after from his tongue, grinding down and flooding his mouth.
“Ahhhhhhh… yes… lick it up… ahhhhhhh…”
Damon kept licking Amelia through it and kept his cock buried deep in Aliya until both of them stopped shaking. Then he lifted Amelia off his face and looked up at Aliya still seated on him.
“Switch. Amelia is next on this cock. Aliya sit on my face so I can taste how hard you just came.”
They moved quickly. Amelia lifted up and sank onto his thick cock with a long raw moan.
“Ahhhhh… fuck… it is even deeper than I dreamed… ahhhhh…”
Aliya settled on his mouth. Damon licked her clean of her own orgasm while Amelia started riding him hard. He reached around Amelia’s hip and pushed two fingers into Aliya’s still pulsing pussy at the same time, fingering one sister while the other fucked herself on his cock.
“Ahhhh… yes… finger me while she rides you… ahhhh…”
“Listen to that,” Damon growled between licks. “My stepsister’s wet cunt taking every inch while I finger the other one. Moan louder. Tell me how it feels to finally have this cock inside you.”
Amelia bounced faster, hands braced on his stomach. “It feels so fucking big… ahhhhh… it is stretching me so good… ahhhhh…”
Damon curled his fingers inside Aliya and sucked her clit. “Come again. Both of you. I want to feel you both fall apart at the same time.”
Amelia ground down hard and came with a broken cry, her pussy locking around his cock.
“Ahhhhhhhh… Damon… ahhhhhhhh…”
Aliya came on his tongue and fingers a second later, thighs shaking around his head.
“Ahhhhhhhh… I am coming again… ahhhhhhhh…”
Damon did not stop. He flipped them while still hard. He put Amelia on her hands and knees and thrust back into her from behind in one hard stroke. At the same time he pulled Aliya underneath so she lay on her back between Amelia’s arms. He pushed three fingers into Aliya’s open pussy and fucked her with his hand while he pounded Amelia hard.
“Ahhhhh… yes… fuck me… ahhhhh…”
“Moan louder,” Damon ordered, hips slamming against Amelia’s ass. “I want to hear my stepsisters while I use both of you. Tell me how dirty it feels to share your brother’s cock.”
Amelia pushed back to meet every thrust. “It feels so fucking wrong and so good… ahhhhh… stretch me open… ahhhhh…”
Aliya arched under them. “Your fingers are so deep… ahhhhh… keep fingering me while you fuck her… ahhhhh…”
Damon fucked Amelia harder. The wet slap of skin filled the room. He rubbed Aliya’s clit with his thumb while his fingers pumped inside her.
“Come for me again. Both of you. Right now.”
Amelia came first with a loud long moan, her cunt pulsing around his cock.
“Ahhhhhhhh… I am coming on my stepbrother’s cock… ahhhhhhhh…”
Aliya followed, squeezing his fingers as the orgasm ripped through her.
“Ahhhhhhhh… yes… ahhhhhhhh…”
Damon pulled out of Amelia, flipped Aliya onto her hands and knees, and entered her from behind while he reached under Amelia and pushed two fingers into her freshly fucked pussy. He fucked one sister hard while fingering the other, dirty talk never stopping.
“Look at these two creampie hungry cunts. I am going to fill both of you tonight. Moan louder while I stretch this one. Tell me you want your stepbrother’s cum deep inside.”
Aliya pushed back onto him. “I want it… ahhhhh… fill me… ahhhhh… stretch me with that thick cock and then fill me…”
He pounded her until her arms shook. Then he pulled out, put Amelia on her back, and pushed her knees high. He sank into her again and fucked her in long deep strokes while Aliya straddled Amelia’s face and lowered her pussy onto her twin’s mouth. Damon fingered Aliya from behind while he fucked Amelia.
“Ahhhhh… eat your sister’s cunt while I fuck you… ahhhhh…”
“That is it,” Damon said, voice rough. “Both of my dirty stepsisters using each other while I use you. Moan louder. I want to hear everything.”
Amelia licked Aliya while her own moans vibrated against her twin’s wet folds. Damon thrust harder and deeper.
“Come one more time for me. Then I am going to fill this tight cunt.”
Amelia came hard around his cock, her whole body shaking while she kept licking Aliya.
“Ahhhhhhhh… Damon… ahhhhhhhh…”
Aliya came on her sister’s tongue at the same time.
“Ahhhhhhhh… yes… ahhhhhhhh…”
Damon buried himself to the hilt and came deep inside Amelia with a low groan. Thick pulses flooded her while he kept thrusting through it.
“Take every drop… ahhh… fill my stepsister’s cunt… ahhh…”
He stayed deep until the last pulse faded. Then he pulled out. Cum immediately slipped from Amelia’s open pussy. Damon moved to Aliya, pushed her onto her back, and thrust into her still clenching cunt. He fucked her hard and deep while Amelia moved up and sat on Aliya’s face so her twin could lick the fresh creampie.
“Ahhhhh… clean your sister while I fill you next… ahhhhh…”
Damon rubbed Aliya’s clit while he pounded her. “Moan louder. Tell me how it feels to take your stepbrother’s cock right after I filled your twin.”
Aliya’s voice came out muffled under Amelia but still raw. “It feels so fucking thick… ahhhhh… fill me too… ahhhhh…”
He thrust harder until her third orgasm of the night crashed through her. Her pussy clamped down hard. Damon followed right after, burying himself deep and flooding Aliya with his second load.
“Ahhhh… take it… every drop inside my other stepsister… ahhh…”
He kept moving until he had nothing left. Then he stayed inside her, both of them pulsing together. Amelia lifted off Aliya’s face and looked down at the two of them still joined, cum already leaking out around Damon’s cock.
The room smelled of sex and sweat. The sheets were ruined. Both twins were wrecked and full. And Damon was still buried deep inside the second creampie he had just given them.
The restaurant bathroom mirror told me everything I needed to know.My reflection stared back: smoky eyes a little smudged, red lipstick slightly bitten off, the tight black dress that hugged every curve and dipped low enough in the front that my tits were one deep breath away from spilling out. The fabric clung to my ass like it had been painted on. I looked fuckable. I felt fuckable. My pussy had been throbbing since the appetizers.I had given him every sign.Leaning forward so he could see straight down my dress. Licking my lips when I took a sip of wine. Brushing my foot against his leg under the table. Laughing too soft, too low, the way I do when I want a man to take the hint and drag me somewhere private. He was cute enough. Tall. Decent shoulders. But the longer we sat there, the more I realized he was all talk and zero instinct.When I finally got tired of the games I leaned across the table, let my cleavage do most of the talking, and said it straight.“I want you to take m
He fucked me harder, the force making my breasts sway. The second climax built fast under his fingers and the relentless depth. When it hit I moaned his name like a prayer, walls fluttering and milking him while fresh wetness coated his shaft.Alessio did not come with me. He pulled out, breathing hard, and simply held me for a moment, forehead resting against the back of my shoulder.“We have to go.”The rest of the drive was silent. I fixed my clothes with shaking hands. When the Maybach finally stopped in front of the old brick building where I had grown up, the dashboard clock read 11:17 p.m. The street was quiet. A single streetlight cast a pale circle on the sidewalk.Alessio stepped out first, came around, and opened my door. He took the suitcase and set it on the pavement. I followed, legs still unsteady. We stood facing each other under the streetlight. The six months sat between us like a living thing.I waited for him to say goodbye. I waited for him to turn and leave. Inst
Six months today.I stood in the center of the walk-in closet that no longer felt temporary and folded the last of the ordinary clothes I had brought with me the night this began. The silk dresses, the diamonds, the lingerie Alessio had bought stayed on their hangers. I packed only what had been mine. My hands moved slowly. Every item I placed in the small suitcase felt like I was packing away pieces of the girl who had learned how to come on a don’s tongue, how to take his cock until she shook, how to wear a vibrator under a red dress and stay silent while men watched.Alessio appeared in the doorway as I zipped the bag. He was dressed in black, the same way he had been the first night, but his eyes were different. Softer. Heavier.“It is time.”I nodded, not trusting my voice. He took the suitcase from my hand and led me downstairs. The private elevator ride felt longer than usual. Neither of us spoke. In the back of the Maybach the city lights slid across his face while I sat with
Three days passed in relative quiet. Alessio left early and returned late. He touched me only in passing—fingers at the small of my back, a hand closing briefly around my wrist when he wanted my attention—but every contact left my skin burning. At night I lay awake remembering the red dress, the vibrator, the way he had edged me in the back of the car until I shook. The ache between my legs never fully left.On the fourth evening he found me in the library. I was pretending to read. He closed the book gently, took it from my hands, and set it aside.“Come with me.”He led me to the master bedroom. The lights were already low. On the wide black bed lay several objects arranged with deliberate care: a length of soft black rope, a dark silk blindfold, a long white feather, a slim leather riding crop, a small remote vibrator, and a bottle of lubricant. My stomach tightened at the sight.Alessio stood behind me, close enough that I felt the heat of his body.“You have never done this befor
In the back of the Maybach the partition was already raised. The moment the doors closed I turned to him, voice breaking.“Please… Alessio… take it out. I cannot take it anymore…” The words ended on a helpless moan as the car pulled away from the curb and the toy shifted inside me.He told the driver to take the long way along the water and then raised the privacy screen fully. He reclined my seat until I was almost lying back, then pushed the red silk up to my waist, exposing me completely. The vibrator was still humming. My pussy was shiny and swollen around it, wetness streaking my inner thighs.“Look at this,” he said, voice dark and filthy. “Soaking wet from a little toy and the eyes of men who will never touch you. You are dripping on the leather like a desperate little slut. My desperate little slut.”He switched the vibrator off and slowly drew it out of me. It left with a soft, wet sound. I whimpered at the sudden emptiness. Alessio tossed it aside, spread my thighs wide, and
Two days later Alessio walked into my bedroom carrying a long black garment bag. He hung it on the closet door and unzipped it without a word. Inside was a dress the color of fresh blood. The fabric was heavy silk that caught the light. The front plunged low enough that the inner curves of my breasts would show. The back was completely open down to the base of my spine. A high slit ran up the left thigh, so high it would flash the lace of whatever I wore underneath every time I walked.“Put it on,” he said. “Nothing underneath except what I give you.”I stepped into the dress. The silk slid over my skin like cool water. When I turned to the mirror I barely recognized myself. The neckline framed the soft push of my breasts. The open back left me feeling exposed. The slit revealed almost the entire length of my left leg. Alessio came up behind me, reached around, and adjusted the fabric so more of the inner curve of each breast showed. His knuckles brushed my nipples through the silk. T







