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I did not come this far to back off easily.My hole wants what it wants, step daddy’s dick and that it would get. The light was still on. My body was still slick with his cum, leaking down the crack of my ass and unto my thighs. Albert stood at the edge of the bed, his hands shaking, his face drained of all color. "What have I done?" His voice cracked. "Oh God. Oh fuck. Sarah—" He grabbed his pants, fumbling for his phone. "I have to call Bernice. I have to tell her. I have to—" "Shhhh…No." I moved faster than I knew I could. I crossed the room in three steps and pressed my back against the door, naked, unashamed. His cum was still wet between my breasts. I felt it slide down my skin. "Get out of my way." His voice was hard now, desperate. "Listen to me." I held his gaze. "She's still drugged. I mean Maya. She's passed out in the garage. We can stage this. We can make it look like you fucked her tonight, not me." Albert stared at me like I'd grown a second head. "You're insan
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The darkness swallowed me whole, thick and warm, smelling of Albert's cologne and the faint laundry scent of their sheets. I lay on my back, legs spread, pussy slick and waiting.Painstakingly. My stepdad was a ferocious beast of a man, and for a moment I doubted if I really wanted him inside me.But it’s too late to entertain double thoughts now. The door had clicked shut ten minutes ago, but I'd heard him stumbling down the hallway—footsteps, a muttered curse, the clink of a glass set down somewhere. Then the knob turned.My mind tried to make hazy pictures of his movements in the dark.I reached for the lubricant I came with and generously baptized with my hole.Come what may, I was slippery and ready for him.Very ready to be fucked by my step daddy.My big step daddy. The bed dipped under his weight. I felt the heat of his hard body, of him before he touched me, felt the whiskey on his breath as he leaned over. He grunted. "Ready?" I didn't answer with words. He would recog
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The knock on my door was too soft to be his.So picture laying in my wet pool of disappointment, sheets twisted around my legs, replaying the sound of his voice in my head. I recall the low, edgy masculine tone of his voice as he tried to catch his breath while he stroked his dick and orgasmed. I'd touched myself twice already, my fingers sore and slick, but the ache hadn't faded."Come in," I called, faking a weak rasp into my voice.The door swung open and my mother's face appeared, creased with worry, clutching a mug of tea like a lifeline."Sweetheart, how are you feeling?" She crossed to my bedside and pressed her palm to my forehead. "Just tired, Mom. I guess I’m having a hangover from the flight, you know." I keep my eyes closed, playing up the exhaustion card. It wasn't hard—I'd barely slept, too busy burning with fantasies I'd never speak aloud."Did you take your medicine?""Yes," I lied smoothly. "Took it an hour ago."She nodded, satisfied. She perched on the edge of my m
Sir’s Naughty Girl Book 4: Bred by My Hot Stepfather
Blurb I came home for Christmas and overheard my mother begging my stepfather to impregnate a surrogate. That night, I touched myself to the thought of him. Now the surrogate is coming to our house in January. No names. No familiarity. Just his cock and her womb and a baby that should have been my mother's. But I've already decided. I'm going to take her place. *** I wasn't supposed to be home yet. My flight landed at three, but Mom thought I wasn't coming until midnight. She wanted to surprise me with some big Christmas setup. I wanted to surprise her by showing up early. So when I let myself in through the back door, quiet as a mouse, I heard voices from upstairs. I recognized to the voices to belong to Mom and Albert. I figured they were fighting about something stupid. Decorations. Dinner plans. Whatever married people fight about.But then it was Christmas, who on earth fights in the heat of Christmas? I started climbing the stairs, ready to announce myself, hoping it wo
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*It was morning.Nelly was still dead to the world in her room, likely dreaming of the "boys" she’d spent the summer collecting.She was such a deep sleeper.In the master bedroom, the air smelled of sex.Rayah and Brad had gone several rounds.Rayah lay tangled in the sheets, watching Brad.He was standing at the window, staring out at the pool, a towel wrapped around his waist.She always wondered why he always went and stood by the window after fucking her senseless.What was the reason?Oh well she would rather not concern herself but focus on her sore pussy.On the nightstand, the official envelope from the University sat open. He had picked it from the trash where she had tossed it earlier.The scholarship was real. California was calling."You're leaving," Brad said, his voice a low vibration. He didn't turn around."I haven't decided," Rayah lied, her voice raspy.He turned then, his eyes searching hers. He walked to the bed and sat on the edge, his large hand finding her hip
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“I want a reason to stay,” she whispered, stepping into his space. She reached out, her fingers tracing the edge of his utility belt. “I want something that makes it impossible for me to leave. Something that makes us… a family.”Brad’s eyes went wide. He knew exactly what she meant. He looked at her like she was a siren calling him toward the rocks. “No. Rayah, don't even think like that..”“I’m a woman who knows what she wants,” she countered. She reached for the hem of her oversized T-shirt—one of his—and pulled it over her head. She stood before him, completely exposed in the morning sun, her body still bearing the faint red marks of his hands from the night before. “And I want you to give me a reason.”“God damn it,” he groaned, the sound torn from his throat. He set the coffee pot down with a violent clang and grabbed her by the waist, hoisting her onto the kitchen island. “You’re trying to ruin me. You’re actually trying to destroy everything I’ve built.”“I’m trying to build s
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Rayah sat in her car, her heart still racing, the scent of Brad still clinging to her skin.She looked at her reflection in the rearview mirror.Her eyes were bright red, her lips swollen. She looked like a girl who had just survived a storm.She put the car in gear and drove away, a small smile to
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Brad groaned in utter surrender, a sound of pure defeat, and suddenly his mouth was on hers, colliding in wet slurpy kisses. It tasted of desperation and months of unspoken desires to have her. He had been so perpetually sex starved that he would swear whatever was happening wasn’t real.It was a p
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10.Sandy was unsure of what her response would be, it was early in the morning and her whole body hurt sweetly.Her pussy rubbing at the sweet sensation of all she had received tonight."Look at you," Bobi rumbled, his voice so deep it seemed to vibrate the floorboards beneath her. "All used up an
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7.He leaned down, his mouth finding her pussy.He mauled her pussy, his tongue slurping at the warm opening, suck her labia and twirling in circular motion.Sandy screamed, her hands clutching at the rug as he ate her with a relentless, driving hunger.He spat on it and descended on her pussy, del
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