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MY STEP BROTHER'S COCK (2)

作者: Anna Stac
last update publish date: 2026-03-26 00:37:34

Elena Pov

“Look at me, you'll cum when I tell you to cum.” he muttered, his voice low as he kept moving. My breath hitched instantly, my fingers tightening as my body reacted to every motion. I could feel the intensity building, my chest rising faster, my thighs trembling slightly.

“Fuck me… please, fuck me…” I breathed, my voice unsteady as I bent my leg slowly, pushing him closer. My head fell back for a second before I forced myself to look at him.

He lifted his head, and I could see my juice trail down his lips. He held my gaze for a moment before pulling me into a hard, hungry kiss.

I melted into it.

I dug my hands into his hair, gripping tightly as we kissed, our lips moving urgently against each other. My breath mixed with his, uneven and fast, as our tongues clashed, both of us fighting for control. My body pressed closer without thinking, my heart pounding wildly in my chest.

He pulled away slightly, just enough to breathe, and I let out a shaky exhale. My lips felt swollen, my body already reacting again.

He moved his hands down, unbuckling his belt and pulling his trousers down. My eyes followed every movement, my breath catching as his cock bulged out, pointing straight at me, fully hardened. I bit my lip down and gulped as my eyes traced the veins of his cock and he noticed my movement.

“Do you like what you see?” he asked quietly.

I swallowed hard, my throat dry, then nodded slowly, my body betraying me as I shifted closer.

He grabbed my head suddenly, pulling me forward and thrust his cock into my mouth, a soft gasp escaped me as my hands flew to his thighs for balance. My breath grew shallow, my body tense before slowly relaxing under his control.

He guided me firmly, his hands dug into my hair as my head bop up and down the length of his fully hard cock.

“Fuck…” he breathed, his voice strained as he pulled me closer.

My eyes fluttered slightly, as I suck the top of his tongue and spread my tongue around his. His breathing became uneven as he rimmed his cock into my mouth.

He withdraws his cock from my mouth as saliva drip down my lips ,he pushed me back and a soft gasp left me as my back hit the mattress, my hair spreading out beneath me. Before I could react, he spread my legs wider and positioned them over his shoulders.

My breath caught sharply.

He pressed his cock in slowly, and I tensed instantly, my fingers gripping the sheets. A soft cry slipped out of me as my body reacted, my legs trembling against him.

He didn’t rush.

He moved deeper, steady and controlled, my body tightening as I tried to adjust. My head fell back, my lips parting as a strained sound left me, my chest rising rapidly.

“You’re so tight,” he muttered, his voice rough as he pushed further.

A sharp shiver ran through me, my hands clutching the sheets as my body reacted. My toes curled, my back arching slightly as the sensation spread.

“Mm… yes…” I breathed, my voice breaking as I felt him fill me. My thighs trembled around him, my body slowly adjusting, heat building again.

“Go deeper…” I whispered weakly, my fingers tightening as I braced myself.

He gave a small smile, then pushed in further, and I gasped sharply, my body tightening again before slowly giving in. My breathing turned ragged, uneven, my chest rising and falling quickly.

“Oh… fuck…” I cried softly as he began moving, my body responding with every motion. My grip tightened on the sheets, my legs shaking slightly as the rhythm built.

“Jeremy… please…” I breathed, my voice desperate as I felt the pressure rising again.

He kept going, steady and controlled, each movement pulling more from me. My body trembled beneath him, my lips parting as broken sounds slipped out, my mind completely lost in the moment.

My fingers dug into the sheets, my back arching again as I struggled to hold on, my breathing uneven, my pulse racing.

And I couldn’t stop reacting.

“You’re… sweet, Elena,” he murmured, his voice rough as his grip tightened on my legs. My breath hitched instantly, my body reacting before I could even think. Each movement sent a sharp wave through me, deeper, stronger, making my fingers curl against him as I struggled to keep steady.

“Shh…” he added softly, guiding me, his touch firm and controlling.

I leaned closer without realizing it, my hands finding him as I followed his rhythm. My breathing turned uneven, quick and shallow, my chest rising rapidly as heat spread through me. My body moved with his, slower at first, then faster as I lost control.

“Fuck…” he groaned, pulling me closer.

The sound alone sent a shiver down my spine. A soft gasp escaped my lips, my grip tightening as my body trembled under the intensity. My knees weakened, barely holding me up as everything inside me tightened.

My eyes fluttered, my lips parting as I struggled to catch my breath. Every movement felt amplified, every second heavier than the last.

Then suddenly, he shifted.

A startled breath left me as he lifted me, moving me toward the edge. My body reacted instantly to the change, my hands grabbing onto him for balance as my heart began to race even faster.

“Wait…” I started, but my voice broke but he didn’t stop.

His hold on me was firm, steady, keeping me in place as he continued. My legs trembled uncontrollably now, my muscles tightening as I tried to adjust, my fingers digging into him for support.

My back arched slightly, my head tilting as a broken sound slipped from my lips. My breathing turned ragged, uneven, every inhale sharp, every exhale shaky.

I felt overwhelmed.

“Mm… fuck…” I whispered, my voice barely holding together.

He kept going, his movements more controlled now, more deliberate. His grip tightened again, grounding me even as everything inside me felt like it was spiraling.

My fingers clenched, my nails pressing into him as I tried to hold on. My thighs shook, my body tightening again as the pressure built, stronger and sharper.

“I’m going to…” he muttered, his voice strained.

My breath caught completely.

Then I heard my mum’s Voice.

“Elena…,” she called from downstairs.

The voice cut through everything. My entire body froze mid-motion, my breath catching sharply in my throat. The heat, the tension, the moment, it all shattered at once.

“Fuck…” he groaned under his breath.

My hands loosened slightly, my chest still rising rapidly as I stood there, frozen, my body still trembling from everything that had just happened.

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