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The Quiet That Screamed

Author: Superb writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-03 08:51:11

That afternoon turned into a real ordeal all on its own.

I did everything I could to shake it off.

I took a romance book that's been sitting on my nightstand since God knows when. It was a story about a particular flawless couples tumbling head over heels for each other. I fixed my eyes on one single paragraph for a solid twenty minutes straight. The letters ran together in a haze.

Nothing came into focus except Jax's look right when he spoke those words. Nothing registered but the echo of his touch deep inside, how he kissed me exactly the way I needed it, how he pulled back suddenly like touching me was a trap he had to break free from.

I flung the book hard across the room. It smacked against the wall with a flat sound and landed splayed out like some wounded thing that stopped moving.

I switched on the TV on.

Turning on the TV only made things drag even more. I clicked through stations fast, almost rabidly. There was that coo
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  • Ruin me, Stepbrother   More Filthy Moans

    Her breath hitched sharp and loud, and her legs spasmed, spreading wider on the table.Her heels scraped the edge of the table as her thighs parted obscenely. Her pussy lips blooming open like a wet invitation, leaving shiny trail leading down to her asshole.He middle finger tapped the middle of her pussy, and it gave a very wet pop. He taped again, and again, and again.Then her rest his palm on her pussy.She let out a raw, desperate gasp, the sound punched straight into my throbbing clit.“Fuck—oh fuck, yes, touch me there.”He didn’t move yet.Just held his hand there, letting her heat soak into his skin, her juices were dripping more now, coating his palm.He move his face teasingly beside her ear.“That's a lot of juice for me,” he whispered. “This greedy little girl's got a lot of juice—.”“—For you,” she panted, with a very slutty voice. “Soaked and needing your cock.”My pussy clenched hard

  • Ruin me, Stepbrother   Filled With Pleasure

    She stepped out of the dress slowly, her left black heel scraping deliberately across the floor, then she kicked the dress aside with a sharp flick that sent it skittering.She stood there in nothing but that sheer black lace and those cock-teasing strappy heels that clicked softly every time she shifted her weight.The bra was a transparent black lace so thin that it was basically a taunt. Her wide, dusky areolas bled through it dark and teasing, her fat nipples were now stiff like a bullet, straining against the mesh like they were desperate to be freed and abused. The cups shoved her heavy tits up obscenely high, her deep cleavage spilling over the top in soft, jiggling curves that were very inviting.The thong was almost illegal, a tiny high-cut scrap. The crotch was dark and clinging transparently, outlining every fold of her pussy and the hard, protruding knot of her clit like a sign screaming 'fuck me'.She was waxed bare.Smooth.

  • Ruin me, Stepbrother   Like A Horny Little Slut

    I heard them long even before the door opened, and every fucking sound sent a pulse straight into my cunt.His footsteps was slow, heavy, deliberate, and the was floorboards creaking under his weight like every step was shaking the whole house. I heard hers too. They were sharp clicks that sound like some sky-high heels, and gave out almost melodic sound with each click.Her voice was what I heard first, low and husky, very teasing: “God, this is mysterious… where are you taking me this time?”I didn't hear him talk, he's probably said something that I didn't hear, or didn't say anything at all.That was when the door opened with a soft, ominous click.Then he switched on the light, and harsh, white-hot floodlights turned on, making the entire room look like some pro porn set.And there they were.The black T-shirt clinging to every ridge of his muscle. They were stretched so tight across his chest I could see his nipple

  • Ruin me, Stepbrother   The Old Playroom

    His fingers went into my short, and pressed against firm, and possessively pressed against my pussy.The whole of my body jolted immediately and my head spun in circles immediately I felt that contact. But—I wasn’t wet. Yet.I was too anxious to even get wet at the moment.He kept his hand there, and kept his eyes locked his eyes on mine, making me hold his gaze while he felt my pulsing pussy.“You’re not wet,” he said with that law dark voice.I couldn’t speak. I couldn't even nod.His fingers pressed on again, harder this time, hard but obviously avoiding going inside of me.“You will be.” He leaned in, his lips brushing my ear, and his breath was fucking hot. "You'll be. You'll be when you watch me fuck her. You’re going went wet so much you'll drench this short. You're not even on panties that I could squeeze so you'll see for your self how wet you are”He hissed, removed his hand, and took just on

  • Ruin me, Stepbrother   Every Inch Of Him

    I woke up on the cold gym bench that I'd rested, and slept off on hours ago.Alone.I don't even how I didn't remember to go back into my fucking room. The harsh and very bright overhead lights were still on, throwing back my reflection at me from every mirror like it's a fucking Porn auditioning. My leggings were twisted, and my bra were soaked with sweat that'd now gone cold. My thighs ached. My pussy still throbbed with that low vibration that hadn’t stopped since he’d left me after finger-fucking my brains out on this same floor hours ago.I sat up slowly, and my head was pounding, the memory of his fingers inside me slammed back into my chest like some flashback that came at the wrong right time.He’d made me cum my brains out.Then he’d said starting tomorrow night.I don't even fucking know what it is at this exact moment.I just managed to drag myself off the bench, as my legs were literally shaking, and carefull

  • Ruin me, Stepbrother   Hell A Lot Like Surrender

    I was still bent over the weight bench, with my twisted leggings, and my fingers were slick between my thighs, when I heard the footsteps. My blood turned to ice. I scrambled up immediately, and began yanking my leggings back into place with my shaking hands, then wipe my face with the hem of my hoodie. My heart was hammering so hard I could hear it in my ears. I tried to look normal, look like I’d just been working out, like I hadn’t just been touching myself in desperation while he fucked someone else down the hall. I looked as normal as I could. Then, the gym door handle turned. It rattled, locked. I’d locked it. “Scarlett.” His rough, tired and wrecked voice came off. “I know you’re in there.” My stomach dropped through the floor. Jax. “Open the door.” I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. I couldn't even fucking think. My body was still trembling, aching, very desperate, and the same time so close to the edge, and I somehow can't fucking make myself cum.

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