LOGINFrederick's dick was hard inside me, getting even harder every time he slid out and in again. It felt so good against my walls, giving me with sensations that mirrored the effects of excess dopamine.
I didn't want him to stop, it didn't even matter that he was a villain, a psychopath that kidnapped me and threatened to kill my mother.
This is a win-win situation after all. I get to fuck my stepbrother who I have wanted and craved to have since I set eyes on him, and I get to save my mother at the same time.
He didn't pull out even when I almost screamed down the roof. He slapped my ass so much that it stung, I could tell that it was red already, but that only heightened my excitement.
His little groans made me shudder, they made me want to offer myself to him and tell him to do whatever he pleased for the rest of my life.
He snuck his hand under me, groping my boobs which bounced every time he thrust into me. He squeezed them like a stress ball, and I moaned out in ecstacy, feeling sensations of pleasure travel through my body.
"I love your cock Frederico." I confessed, shutting my eyes tightly and holding onto the chair. His mighty thrusts almost made me tip the chair over, but I held on as well as I could.
"Have you ever had a better dick inside you?" His question came, his voice raspy and deep in a way that made my stomach churn.
His dick buried deep inside me is one fantasy that I never believed would come to pass. He rode me like a stallion, poking my womb while I released my juices on his beautiful rod.
I couldn't believe how addicted I was already, I couldn't believe how much more I wanted.
He drove me close to another climax, I could feel it building as he scratched my aching walls.
"Tell me! Have you ever had such a huge dick deep in your tight cunt?" He rephrased his question and I threw my head back, the sound of his skin slapping against mine overshadowing my light moans.
"No, I have never." I answered truthfully, my fingers digging into the wood as he drove me to a mad orgasm.
My knees shivered, and a loud shriek tore from my throat. I shook from pleasure, feeling every nerve in my body strain. He finally pulled out, immediately turning me around and making me sit on the chair again.
My eyes were still shut as I relaxed on the chair, the spasms still travelling through me. I hadn't recovered, and every time I squeezed my thighs together and touched my clit, I would jerk like someone in an electric chair.
Frederick pulled my legs apart and I finally opened eyes to look at him. He got down on his knees, holding my legs up and bringing his face to my pussy.
I stiffened, watching with keen interest as his tongue met my clit, sucking and licking up my juices, and leaving me with trembling legs again.
"Oh... Frederico.." I moaned, my hand moving to grab his hair. "You are driving me crazy, Frederico." I choked, a tear sliding down my face as he rolled his tongue along the length and width of my clit.
I bet he knew what he was doing when he fucked me to tears, I bet he knew exactly what he was going to get when he brought himself to his knees to lick up my juices. He knew I would get addicted, he knew he would always have me in his grasp.
I watched him worship my pussy, sucking, poking my entrance with his hard tongue and extending his hand to grab my soft breasts.
They moved in his hand like water, my nipples growing harder as he pinched them. I loved it so much when he would pinch my nipples, I loved it when he sucked and bit them like a baby. I loved the feeling of his tongue around them, and I wanted it at that moment. They were aching for his touch.
"Frederick.." I called and he briefly lifted his head from my pussy, but not before he kissed my clit like it was his baby, like he treasured it, like it was his to worship. My legs trembled in the air, I lost my breath.
"Can you.." I paused, shame washing over me as I thought about what I wanted to ask him.
"Can I what? What do you want me to do, Elena?" He questioned, his sexy eyes scanning my body.
"I.. I want you to suck my nipples like you did before."
He smirked, grabbing both boobs and putting them against each other. "Continue."
"I want you to suck them like you did before, like you could never get enough. I want your cold lips wrapped around them, sucking like it had something that belonged to you. Bite my nipple, make me soak these floors with those beautiful lips of yours." I confessed, arms dropping beside me.
These were my fantasies, all the things I had long craved to tell him, all the things that left me wet in the middle of the night when I would try to get some sleep but end up thinking about him.
This man had driven me insane, and it didn't matter what he did because my pussy would always crave him.
"Oh princess, my naughty princess. You have no idea how much that turned me on. My cock always comes alive whenever I think about you. I lose my senses when I think about these beautiful tits." His eyes grew as he brought his face closer to my boobs.
He took one nipple in his mouth and I moaned softly, sighing right after.
"Yes... Suck my nipple, make me yours." I wailed.
"Mmm." I arched my back when he tickled my nipple with his tongue. He raised his head to look at me briefly.
"All I want is you, Elena. Swear that you'll be mine and I promise, I'll let your mom go. Swear that you'll belong only to me, that this body will belong only to me and I will let her go." He took his hand to my core again, leaving me helplessly wet.
"Frederico.. I'm yours. I swear that I will be yours, I want to remain wrapped in your son." I sighed, but he smirked and nozzled my boobs.
I would never stay here with his psycho, but I would promise anything to get my mother out of danger.
"I know you're lying, you're going to try to escape me. But I promise, I will find you every time, and I will drag you right back."
My eyes widened.
Frederick's dick was hard inside me, getting even harder every time he slid out and in again. It felt so good against my walls, giving me with sensations that mirrored the effects of excess dopamine.I didn't want him to stop, it didn't even matter that he was a villain, a psychopath that kidnapped me and threatened to kill my mother. This is a win-win situation after all. I get to fuck my stepbrother who I have wanted and craved to have since I set eyes on him, and I get to save my mother at the same time.He didn't pull out even when I almost screamed down the roof. He slapped my ass so much that it stung, I could tell that it was red already, but that only heightened my excitement. His little groans made me shudder, they made me want to offer myself to him and tell him to do whatever he pleased for the rest of my life. He snuck his hand under me, groping my boobs which bounced every time he thrust into me. He squeezed them like a stress ball, and I moaned out in ecstacy, feeling
I watched Frederick take his cock in his hand, working his way up and down his shaft. He threw his head back, groaning softly while I watched his cock harden in his hand. Every stroke, every groan and every whimper made heat rise in-between my thighs, and caused my nipples to stiffen. I didn't know that I was drooling until he stopped stroking himself and grabbed my hair so harshly that I winced."Come on, I want to see if you can take the whole thing in that tiny mouth of yours." He pushed my head towards his rod, and like an automated action, my lips parted to welcome the whole girth. He pushed it into my mouth and let out another groan, digging his fingers into my hair. "That's it.. that's a good girl. Take it, take it all." He moaned, his motivation causing me to move even faster, but I couldn't take in the length of his eight inch cock. I tried, even going as deep as my throat, but I choked every time."So fucking warm." He muttered, thrusting into my mouth. I moaned with his
I wanted more, but he didn't even spare me a second glance before making his way upstairs. He didn't act like he had just given me the best orgasm of my life, what a dick head. Still twitching from the excitement between my thighs, I got off the couch to search for my dress. I occasionally checked to see if Frederick was coming back down, but everywhere was as silent as a graveyard.Why did he touch me and take my senses away if he was going to suddenly turn cold? Wait! Was he treating me like one of his whores? Tossing me to the side after using me? No, that's impossible. We didn't even fuck, so it wouldn't make any sense for him for him to treat me that way. Or perhaps, he couldn't fathom doing anything with his stepsister. That's ridiculous, it's obvious that we've been holding back from exploring each other ever since our parents got together. So what could the problem be? I was still dripping wet, waiting for his cock to satisfy the hunger that he had aroused within me, but
Time seemed to pause when he claimed my lips, pulling me into a world that I had only dreamt of. His tongue forced its way down my throat, leaving me breathless, but I didn't care. With a swift hand movement, he pulled my dress over my head, and my voluptuous boobs bounced to life, my nipples aching and poking his chest. Flinging the dress in the air, he possessively wrapped his arms around my waist, crashing his lips on mine again like he needed them to survive.We staggered backwards, sideways and front again, our hands roaming each other, releasing weeks of built up tension and craving, needing more even if it was forbidden. He finally broke the kiss, fixing his eyes on mine while I struggled to catch my breath. "Tell me Elena, is this what you've always wanted? Me?" He asked, a hint of pride in his voice. I didn't care that he was a man who could get any girl in his bed whenever he wanted it, I didn't even care if he wanted to add me to the list of girls he had fucked. I just
Frederick Ross wasn't the kind of man to give you butterflies when he looked over in your direction. He was the kind of man you have been warned to stay away from, the kind of man that was called a devil. Sinfully handsome and dangerously seductive, with eyes that can break your soul and destroy every single moral you think you have.He was the devil in a tailored suit.. and worst of all, he was my stepbrother. My name is Elena Romero, and I have always been the good girl that could do no wrong. Just a girl and her books they say, but what they didn't know was that those books housed my dark fantasies, dragging me into a world so forbidden that it left me craving for what I shouldn't have. And I would have gotten away with it, my fantasies would have remained fantasies, but everything changed when mother forced me to pack up and leave Italy with her. She had fallen in love with Butch, a handsome man in his sixties, and he lived in Chicago with his son, Frederick. They were rich,







