Chapter 1: A Dirty Trap For My Silly StepbrotherMAYA’S POV“Ethan…” The name slipped off my lips with a slur as I twisted my left nipple, rolling the bud. A moan eased on my lips, causing me to jerk my head slightly.I let my fingers crawl gently over my belly, the touch sending sparks that made my already wet clit throb with need. The door pushed open right on cue as I dug my fingers deep into my damp, weeping cunt. I counted the steps—twelve in total—before he halted. Our eyes locked instantly.Ethan looked stunned, his fists clenched, but I also noticed the way he ran his tongue over his lower lip. I arched my back, bucked my hips, and picked up my rhythm, rubbing harder and faster against my clit. Need coursed through me at the realization that I’d finally done it. Ethan was here. Watching. Just like I’d wanted.My Stwp brother had always wanted to fuck me. I’d seen him jerk off once. Twice. Then lost count, to be fair always falsely shutting the door but leaving a little space f
“Thick thighs spread over his hard cock, dripping pussy wide open above the tip of his cock, hands on the sink, I squat… so low until he presses into me. Slow.Sweet.Steady.” I groan and close my eyes, remembering how the plumber’s big cock teased the entrance of my pussy, pushing in until his big black cock fully slips into my hole and fills me up till I can't take one more inch. “Look at you,” he spanks my ass and rubs the aching spot. “Ah,” I jerk forward, slapping my pussy against his mouth and squeezing hard like I'm milking him dry. Fuck. My pussy needs good care. “You’re already wet without me touching you.” He hums. His one hand continues to rub my ass. “I like it when you're a whore…” He grabs and presses my ass, gently kneading the cheeks like dough. “I like it when men know I claimed the best woman.” His grip tightens as he scrubs the length of his face with my pussy. My body responds to the insane rhythm as I buckle my hips on his face and grind harder, scraping ev
At his command, my body jerks forward, sweeping his face with my wet pussy, from the soft swell of his lips to his eyes, hissing and squeezing above him like a snail… Then I stiffen, drizzling pussy juice all over.“Fuck… Oh, fuck…” I groan and look down to see a string of thick milky slime hanging down my pussy and dangling on his filthy face.“I made him open his mouth and taste how much my pipe was leaking.” I squat my ass, stringing the tip of my dangling precum on him. It coils on the tip of his nose…So hot that I want to lick it off. Maybe tape it.“Hmm,” he takes my pussy without warning. His lips latch around the outer lips of my pussy, tongue laps the wet slit, from the entrance of my vagina to my clit… And he sucks!Not the gentleman suck…But the kind that feels like a vacuum extractor!“Ouuuu!!!” My hormones shoot up the roof, muscles contract, pussy squeezes against his tongue. I feel him empty my cookie jar with that one incredible suck. “God— yes—“ I rock and roll
The gentle plop of my pussy juice on hubby’s face drives me wild. “Just like that he found the leaking pipe.” I squeeze my legs and clasp his face between my knees. “Yeah— fuck…” He groans beneath me, hands on my knees as he rubs and strokes firmly. “What did he do?” He mumbles, his face gradually getting soaked from my leaking pussy. “Oh, Ben.” I groan and rock my pussy in the air as if sitting on his face and riding him like a bicycle. “He slaps my fucking cunt.” I jerk, remembering how the ripples from the plumber’s hand send me dancing in the air.“Hmm,” he squeezes my knees and gently guides me above me. “Tell me, what did you do to the naughty man?”My body is on the edge. When I look down to see his face under the dim blue light, coated in my precum, I lose everything. “When you smack a bruised pipe…” I collapse, almost leveling his favorite lips right on top of him, my muscles go rigid from the intense wriggling, I grab the sides of his face and rock my ass forward in line
Chapter 1: Dear Hubby, This Was How I Fucked The PlumberCeline’s POV“Honey, my pussy did something.” I fondle with the buttons of my skimpy lace see-through nightie. “It gapped for the plumber and sucked his cock.”Ben stops working on his laptop and gives me his full attention. His once serious expression is replaced by lustful curiosity. “I swear, I only wanted to flash my breasts.” I take off the first button and play around the round tip. When my hand slides down to the second, the soft skin of my breasts is visible through the generous pores. “Hmm,” he groans and licks his bottom lip. “Tell me more.”I take off the second button, and the third. I let the sleeve fall over my shoulder and bare my flawless arm. It’s a pink, below your ass, porous nightie, Ben’s pussy-starved boss gave it to me on my birthday last year, and Ben can’t help but fantasize about his boss fucking me whenever I’m in it. “But he got messy.” I let the fourth button slip off the hook. “He charged double
EVELYN I don’t even know where I’m going.Only that I have to get away.Away from his touch.Away from the way my body betrayed me last night.But the scent hits before the sound does—raw, primal, all-consuming.A low growl fills the hallway.My legs freeze.“You think you can run?”My heart slams against my ribs.I don’t turn.I can’t.But he’s already behind me.Claws graze my waist, sharp enough to cut, not deep enough to bleed. He drags me back against his chest. His voice is a rumble against my ear.“Little human, did you forget who owns you?”“Let me go!” I thrash, kicking, fighting, useless.He laughs. Dark, cruel, amused.“Go where? You’d die before sunrise. Or maybe…” His mouth brushes my neck. “…maybe you want me to chase you. You like being prey?”“I’m not your prey.”He spins me around, presses me into the wall so hard my breath stutters. His golden eyes burn like fire.“Not prey?” His lips curve into something wicked. “Then what are you, Evelyn?”“I’m nothing to you.”Hi