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Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)
Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)
Penulis: Writer

Caught!

Penulis: Writer
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-02 01:55:48

I bit down hard on the pillow to keep from screaming as Jake’s thick cock drove into me again, and again, stretching my dripping pussy wide open.

The bed creaked under us like it was about to give out, but I didn’t care, not tonight, not when his hips were slamming against my ass so perfectly, balls-deep in his junior stepsister while our mom slept just down the hall.

“Fuck, Lila,” Jake growled low in my ear, his voice rough and hungry on my ear. He had me on all fours, one hand fisted in my long dark hair, the other gripping my hip hard enough to leave marks. “Your little cunt is sucking me in so greedy tonight. You love getting fucked by your big brother while Mom’s out cold on those pills, don’t you?”

I nodded frantically, pushing back against him, my tits swinging with every brutal thrust. “Yes...oh god, yes, Jake harder fill me up.”

....

We’d been doing this for months now; sneaking quick, filthy fucks whenever Karen and Mark were out of the house, stolen blowjobs in the basement, him bending me over the kitchen counter the second their car pulled away or sometimes when they even in the house, just a nice quicky. I was addicted to my step-bro's cock.

But ever since Mom started those strong sleeping pills for her insomnia, it had gotten reckless. Every single night around 10 to 11 she’d be snoring loud enough to hear through the thin walls, knocked out until morning. I was bit worried though.

So every single night Jake would slip into my room, strip me naked, and wreck me until I was leaking of his cum.

....

Tonight he was on a mission. His cock felt even bigger than usual, pulsing hot and heavy inside me as he pounded away.

“Gonna breed this tight little pussy,” he panted, voice barely above a whisper but dripping with pure filth. “Gonna pump you so full of my cum you’ll be leaking it all day tomorrow at breakfast. You want that, don’t you, sis? Want your stepbrother to knock you up while Mom sleeps right down the hall?”

The words made my clit throb. I clenched around him, soaking his shaft even more. “Yes—fuck, Jake, cum inside me. Breed your dirty little stepsister I want it so bad.”

He groaned and picked up pace, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing way too loud in my small bedroom.

The headboard tapped the wall in a steady rhythm.

I'd always worried about mum with the pills, but tonight I'd prayed Mom’s pills were strong enough tonight. Every thrust made me feel so full, so fvckn owned, and the risk of getting caught only made my pussy flutter harder around him.

Jake reached around and rubbed my swollen clit with two fingers, fast and rough. “That’s it, baby sis milk my cock. I’m so close, and I'm gonna flood this womb and put a baby in you. Imagine Mom finding out her precious princess is getting creampied every night by her own stepson..”

I came hard, biting the pillow so hard my jaw ached, my whole body shaking as my pussy spasmed and gushed around him.

Jake didn’t slow down if at all only went faster. He fucked me straight through it, growling like an animal.

“Fuck...here it comes, Lila, enjoy every drop.”

He buried himself to the hilt and exploded. Thick, hot ropes of cum blasted deep inside me, pulse after pulse, so much it was already leaking out around his cock and dripping down my thighs. He kept grinding against me, making sure it stayed plugged in, while whispering filthy promises against my neck.

“That’s my good little breeding slut, so full of your stepbrother cum… and I'm gonna keep you like this all night—”

And then suddenly..

The bedroom door swung open with a loud creak.

We both froze.

There, silhouetted in the doorway with the hallway light behind him, stood Mark—my stepdad and his dad. His eyes were wide and his jaw tight up while staring right at us.

At me on all fours with my tits out, ass up, and his son’s cock still buried balls-deep inside my cum-filled pussy.

Jake’s cock twitched once more inside me, a final spurt of cum leaking out as we all stayed locked in that frozen, heart-stopping moment.

Mark didn’t say a word at first. His eyes dragged slowly down my body: my legs spread wide, Jake’s cock stretching my smoothly shaved little pussy, my tits out, my face flushed and exhausted

Then his gaze flicked to his son’s face.

I pushed Jake off but Instead I just lay there, panting, my cunt still fluttering greedily around his son's dick like it didn’t want to let go.

Mark’s hand stayed on the doorknob. The front of his sweatpants was already tenting obscenely-Jesus, even soft he looked huge. A lots bigger than Jake - the kind of size that'd give me a whole new orgasm instantly. I felt hot again.

For one long, terrifying second, nobody moved.

Then Mark’s deep voice cut through the silence, low and calm and dripping with authority.

“Well… don’t stop on my account.”

Jake’s cock twitched hard inside me. My heart hammered against my ribs.

And I knew, right then, with my stepbrother still balls-deep and my stepdad watching us like he owned the room, that everything was about to change....

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