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Rhea

Everything felt heavy. My body burned from the inside out, a feverish heat that made my skin slick with sweat even though the evening air had cooled. I must have dozed off on the wide lounge chair after the last round — or was it the fourth? I couldn’t remember anymore. The relentless fucking had blurred into one long, filthy haze of hands, cocks, cum, and my own uncontrollable squirting.

I woke slowly, groaning as pain shot through every muscle. My pussy throbbed with a deep, raw ache. My
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hope she is with Brandon. jackson is manipulative and sadistic, no respect for her.
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  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Busted

    RheaEverything felt heavy. My body burned from the inside out, a feverish heat that made my skin slick with sweat even though the evening air had cooled. I must have dozed off on the wide lounge chair after the last round — or was it the fourth? I couldn’t remember anymore. The relentless fucking had blurred into one long, filthy haze of hands, cocks, cum, and my own uncontrollable squirting.I woke slowly, groaning as pain shot through every muscle. My pussy throbbed with a deep, raw ache. My thighs were sticky, glued together with layers of dried cum and my own thick cream.Both Jackson and Brandon were tangled around me, their naked bodies pressed close, one on each side. Jackson’s heavy arm draped over my waist, his large hand cupping my sore breast. Brandon’s leg was thrown over mine, his semi-hard cock nestled against my ass cheek, still tacky with residue.I tried to sit up, but my limbs barely obeyed. Every movement sent sharp reminders of how brutally they had used me. My in

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Fucked Open

    Rhea“I can’t take you two. I fucking can’t,” I gasped, the words tearing out of me between broken moans.My legs were shaking so badly I would have collapsed if Jackson wasn’t holding me up. His cock kept slamming into me from behind, so deep it felt like he was splitting me in two. Every brutal thrust punched against something raw and sensitive inside me, making my vision blur at the edges. My eyes kept rolling back, and I had to fight to keep them open.Brandon stood right in front of me, stroking his thick cock slowly, his eyes locked on where Jackson was destroying my pussy. He was painfully hard, the head glistening, veins standing out as his hand moved up and down.“Maybe you should go easy on her, man,” Brandon said, voice rough with lust. “I want a turn.”Jackson’s grip on my waist tightened. He didn’t slow down for even a second. “Maybe you should wait,” he growled, hips snapping forward so hard my tits bounced violently.Pain and pleasure twisted together so tightly I

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Consumed/Punished

    JacksonI sat in the private lounge for almost an hour before I finally picked up my phone. The vodka sat on the table, one glass poured and untouched. I wasn’t drinking. I just needed something to stare at while the image of my mother in that green apron kept looping in my head.I texted Rhea. ‘Come to the lounge.’She replied almost immediately. ‘Why?’I stared at her message for more than five minutes, deciding whether I should leave her alone or press harder.I was feeling a dangerous mix of things. I wanted to hurt her. Punish her. Fuck her until she couldn’t stand. I’m not a monster. I liked Rhea. God help me, I liked that girl so fucking much it hurt to admit it. But she was Margaret’s daughter. And the only way I felt like I was doing something to Margaret was when I fucked her daughter.‘Just come. Don’t make me wait.’ I replied and set the phone aside, not wanting to see what she had to say next.She could come or she could decide not to. If she walked through that door, she

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Still My Mum

    JacksonI had been sitting outside in the car for eleven minutes before I went in.I knew she was in there. I had driven past twice already, slowing down enough to see through the window, and both times I had kept driving. The third time I pulled into the space across the street and sat there with the engine off and told myself I was just thinking.I wasn’t just thinking. I was stalling.The coffee shop was small and unremarkable. The kind of place that existed in every town, wooden tables and handwritten menus on chalkboards, and the smell of ground coffee reaching you before you even opened the door. Nothing about it was wrong. It was perfectly fine.That was the problem.My mother used to host dinners for forty people. She knew the name of every person who worked in every house on their street. She wore silk to Greg’s company events and laughed at the right moments and made everything look effortless because that was what she had been trained to do from the time she was old enough

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Calm After Storm

    RheaThe kitchen felt different that morning after breakfast.Not dramatically different. Just lighter somehow. Brenda was at the table with her tea and her reading glasses and a magazine she kept putting down to talk, which meant she wasn’t really reading it at all. Harold was in the sitting room with Greg. I could hear their voices moving back and forth in that unhurried way men talked when they had nowhere to be.Mum was at the sink and I picked up a cloth and started drying the dishes she was washing without being asked.We stood there together for a while without talking. Just the sound of water and the clink of plates and Brenda turning a page in the next room.“You seem happy,” I said.Mum smiled without turning around. “I am happy.”“The house feels different.”“It does.” She handed me a bowl. “Better different or worse different.”“Better,” I said. “Definitely better.”She nodded. “It takes time. Blending a family is not a small thing. People don’t talk about how long it actu

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Dinner Tension

    RheaGreg and Mum came back on Sunday evening.I heard the car pull up and stayed in my room for a few minutes before going down. I needed a moment to arrange my face into something that looked normal before I walked into whatever the evening was going to be.The house felt different with them back in it. Fuller. The particular energy that came with Greg moving through a space, taking stock of things, making sure everything was where he left it.Dinner was Harold and Brenda’s idea. They had driven up that afternoon and by the time I came downstairs Brenda was already in the kitchen with Mum and the smell of something proper and home-cooked was moving through the whole house.I set the table without being asked.Jackson came down and helped without a word. We moved around each other carefully, passing plates and glasses, not touching, not speaking, the way you navigate a space with someone when the air between you was full of things neither of you was going to say at the dinner table.

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Chapter 48: Lies and Liars

    JacksonThe cafeteria was too loud. Too bright. Too full of people who had no idea what I was capable of when someone pushed me too far.And I was already past too far.I’d been there since this morning when Rhea walked out the door with Nick like she hadn’t spent last night screaming my name. Like

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-21

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Chapter 43: Wrecked Hole

    Brandon"Get on your knees, Kitty," I commanded, lazily stroking my length. "You are going to suck this cock first... and then I’ll fuck you."She knelt instantly. Fuck, I liked it when she obeyed without argument. Looking down at her, seeing her stare at my cock with so much raw hunger in her eyes

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-21

  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Chapter 46: The Triangle

    RHEAI stood in front of my closet, staring at rows of clothes that suddenly seemed impossible to navigate. Every movement sent sharp reminders through my body of what had happened last night.My thighs ached. My back stung where the bark had scraped it raw. And between my legs—God, between my legs

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  • Ravaged By My Cold-Hearted Stepbrothers    Chapter 44: The Wreckage Never Ends

    RheaAll the air punched out of my lungs in a ragged, guttural scream as Brandon bottomed out inside me. My forehead slammed against the rough bark of the pine tree, the friction of the wood scraping my skin, but I barely felt it over the sheer, agonizing stretch of him.“Ooh no... I’m hot...” It w

    last update최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-21
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