INICIAR SESIÓNChapter 4: Daily Creampie Addiction
I woke up the next morning with sunlight pouring through the window and a warm sticky feeling between my legs. Jake was still asleep beside me one arm thrown over my waist like he never wanted to let me go. My pussy felt sore and full at the same time. I could feel his cum from last night slowly leaking out of me and making a wet spot on the sheets. Even after everything we did in the dark I wanted more. My body already craved him again. I turned my head and looked at him. His face looked so peaceful in the morning light but I knew what that body could do. I remembered every thrust every groan every time he filled me up. My hand moved down without thinking and touched my swollen lips. They were puffy and sensitive. When I pressed a finger inside a thick drop of his cum came out and coated my skin. The sight of it made my heart beat faster. I loved knowing he had marked me like this. Jake stirred and opened his eyes. He saw where my hand was and smiled that same wicked smile from the night before. “Morning little sister” he said in a sleepy voice. “Already playing with my cum? Greedy girl.” I blushed but I did not stop. “I can feel it inside me” I whispered. “It feels so good. I do not want it to leak out yet.” He rolled on top of me in one smooth move pinning me gently to the bed. His cock was already hard and pressed against my thigh. “Then I will just have to give you a fresh load” he said. “Keep you full all day so you remember who you belong to.” He kissed me slow and deep while his hand slid between my legs. He pushed two fingers inside me mixing his old cum with my fresh wetness. I moaned into his mouth and spread my thighs wider. He pumped his fingers a few times then pulled them out and brought them to my lips. I sucked them clean tasting us together. “See how good we taste?” he murmured. “Now open up for me again.” I felt the thick head of his cock push against my entrance. He slid in easy this time because I was still so wet and open from the night before. We both groaned at the same time. He filled me completely stretching me just right. This time he did not rush. He moved slow and steady rocking his hips so every inch rubbed against my walls. “Look at me” he said. His eyes locked on mine. “I want to watch your face while I breed you in the daylight.” I held his gaze as he fucked me. The morning sun made everything brighter and clearer. I could see the way his jaw tightened every time he pushed deep. I could see the sweat starting to shine on his chest. My breasts bounced softly with each thrust and he leaned down to suck one nipple into his mouth. “You feel so perfect” he groaned against my skin. “This pussy was made for my cock. I am going to fill it every single morning before you even get out of bed.” He started moving faster. The bed creaked softly under us. I wrapped my legs around his waist pulling him deeper. My hands gripped his back and my nails left little marks. Pleasure built inside me quick and hot until I could not hold it back. “I am going to cum” I gasped. “Cum for me” he ordered. “Squeeze my cock and take my seed.” I came hard clenching around him while waves of pleasure rolled through my whole body. Jake followed right after. He buried himself deep and let go pumping fresh hot cum straight into me. I felt every spurt filling me up until it started to leak out around his cock. He stayed inside me for a long time kissing my neck and whispering how good I felt. When he finally pulled out more cum dripped onto the sheets. He watched it with satisfaction then scooped some up on his fingers and pushed it back inside me. “Keep it in today” he said. “I want you walking around the house feeling me leak out of you all day long.” We got up and showered together. Even there he could not keep his hands off me. He pressed me against the tiles and fucked me again quick and hard until he filled me one more time. By the time we dried off my pussy felt heavy and full again. The rest of the day went like that. Every chance we got he claimed me. In the kitchen while I made coffee he bent me over the counter and fucked me from behind until I came with his hand over my mouth so the neighbors would not hear. Later on the couch during a movie he pulled me onto his lap and made me ride him slow while his cum from before still dripped down his balls. By evening I had lost count of how many loads he had given me. My panties were soaked through and every step reminded me of the warm wetness inside me. I felt addicted. I needed it now. Needed to feel him pump me full and know I was carrying his cum everywhere I went. That night after dinner he took me back to his bed. This time he laid me on my back and put my legs over his shoulders so he could go even deeper. He fucked me slow and intense staring into my eyes the whole time. “Tell me what you want” he said between thrusts. “I want your cum” I moaned. “Every day. I want to be full of it all the time. I am addicted to my stepbrother’s creampies. Please breed me again.” He smiled and gave me exactly what I asked for. He came hard flooding my womb once more. When he pulled out he pushed a plug into me that he must have bought just for this. It kept every drop inside while we fell asleep. From that day on it became our secret routine. Every morning and every night he filled me. Sometimes quick and rough. Sometimes slow and loving. But always ending with me leaking his cum and begging for the next load. I was completely hooked. My stepbrother had claimed me and I never wanted it to stop. Every creampie made me his a little more and I loved every single one.Story 3: Claimed by Father & Son Chapter 3: Double-Teamed by Dad and Boy That night the house got quiet fast. Jake fell asleep right after we fucked. He was gentle like always, quick, and finished inside me with a soft groan. I pretended to cum, moaning his name like a good girlfriend. But the whole time my mind was somewhere else. I was already wet thinking about what was coming next. I waited until his breathing turned heavy and slow. Then I slipped out of bed in nothing but a tiny tank top and panties. My heart hammered as I left the guest room and tiptoed down the dark hallway. They were waiting. Mr. Reynolds and Ryan stood in the shadows near the stairs like two hungry wolves. Mr. Reynolds wore only gray sweatpants that did nothing to hide the thick bulge. Ryan was shirtless, muscles tight, eyes locked on me like he wanted to eat me alive. “You came,” Mr. Reynolds said low, voice rough with lust. “I couldn’t stop thinking about it,” I whispered. Ryan stepped forwa
Chapter 2: Son's Secret Cock in My Mouth The next day I couldn’t stop thinking about it. My pussy was still sore from how hard Mr. Reynolds fucked me on the dinner table. Every time I moved, I felt the ache and a fresh rush of wetness between my legs. Jake had no idea. He came home, kissed me, and thought everything was normal. I smiled and acted sweet, but my mind kept replaying the way his dad and brother used me like a cheap toy. I told Jake I needed to use the bathroom upstairs. Instead, I slipped into Ryan’s room. He was there, lying on his bed in just sweatpants, scrolling on his phone. When he saw me, that same hungry grin spread across his face. “Couldn’t stay away, huh?” he said, voice low. I closed the door behind me and locked it. My heart was pounding. “Jake’s downstairs with your dad. We don’t have much time.” Ryan sat up, eyes moving over my body. I was wearing a loose t-shirt and short shorts, no bra, no panties. My nipples were already hard. “Come her
I never thought dinner at my boyfriend’s house would end with me bent over the kitchen counter, but here I was. It started innocent enough. Jake invited me over to meet his dad and older brother for the first time. His family was rich, the kind of rich that made everything feel a little too perfect—big house, fancy lights, food that smelled expensive. I wore a short black dress that hugged my body tight, the hem barely covering my thighs. I wanted to look good, not slutty… but maybe a little slutty. Jake’s dad, Mr. Reynolds, opened the door. Tall, broad shoulders, salt-and-pepper hair, and eyes that looked me up and down slow. He smiled like he already knew what I tasted like. “You must be Emily,” he said, voice deep and rough. His hand shook mine a second too long. His brother, Ryan, was just as bad. Same dark eyes, same cocky grin, but younger and hungrier. He didn’t even try to hide the way he stared at my tits when I walked past. Dinner was torture. I sat between Jake an
Professor's Private Lesson Chapter 3: I walked into Professor Kane’s office the next evening feeling nervous and excited at the same time. My legs were still a little shaky from yesterday when he had tied me to his desk and fucked me so hard. But I came back anyway. I could not stay away. The moment I locked the door behind me he looked up from his chair with that strict handsome face and said in his deep voice, “Lock it properly, Miss Reed. And come here. Tonight we are working on your oral skills. A failing student like you needs to learn how to take every inch properly if you want to pass my class.” I walked over to him slowly, my short skirt swaying around my thighs. My heart was beating fast. “Yes sir. I am ready to learn. I will do whatever it takes to earn those extra points.” He leaned back in his big leather chair and spread his legs. “Good girl. Strip everything off except those heels. Then get on your knees between my legs like the eager little cocksucker you are beco
Story 2: Professor's Private Lesson Chapter 2: I could not stop thinking about what happened in the lecture hall. My pussy still felt sore and full from Professor Kane’s thick cock and the warm cum he left inside me. The next afternoon I stood outside his office door with my heart beating fast. My short plaid skirt barely covered my thighs and I wore no panties underneath just like he ordered. My white blouse was unbuttoned one button lower than usual so my breasts pushed against the fabric. I knocked softly. “Come in,” his deep voice said. I stepped inside and locked the door behind me without being told. Professor Kane sat behind his big wooden desk grading papers. He looked up slowly and his eyes darkened when he saw me. “Miss Reed,” he said calmly. “Right on time for your extra credit session. Strip.” My hands shook a little but I obeyed. I unbuttoned my blouse and let it fall to the floor. Then I unzipped my skirt and stepped out of it. I stood completely naked in front o
: Professor's Private Lesson Chapter 1: Failing Slut Earns Extra Credit I sat in the back row of the lecture hall with my heart sinking lower every second. Professor Kane stood at the front in his crisp white shirt and dark tie looking as strict and handsome as always. His voice was deep and calm while he handed back our mid term papers. When he reached my desk he paused. His eyes met mine for a long moment before he dropped the paper in front of me. A big red F stared up at me. My stomach twisted. I needed this class to graduate and now it felt like everything was slipping away. After the lecture ended I waited until the last student left. My legs felt shaky as I walked up to his desk. Professor Kane was already packing his bag but he stopped when he saw me. He was tall with broad shoulders and salt and pepper hair that made him look even more powerful. He was in his late forties and everyone on campus whispered about how strict he was. I had spent the whole semester staring at hi







