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Chapter 2: Midnight Throat-Fucked by My Step

I dropped to my knees on the soft carpet beside his bed without a single word. My heart beat so loud it filled my ears. Jake sat on the edge of the mattress now with his legs spread wide and that thick cock standing straight up right in front of my face. It looked even bigger up close. The head was smooth and shiny with a drop of clear fluid already leaking from the tip. I could smell the warm musky scent of him and it made my mouth water.

He reached down and slid his fingers into my hair. Not rough at first. Just enough to guide me closer. “Open your mouth little sister” he said in that low voice that sent shivers down my back. “I have waited too long to feel those pretty lips around me.”

I parted my lips and leaned in. The moment the head of his cock touched my tongue I let out a soft moan. He tasted salty and warm and so good I wanted more right away. I wrapped my lips around him and took him deeper. He filled my mouth completely. My tongue pressed against the underside of his shaft as I sucked gently.

Jake groaned and his grip in my hair tightened. “Fuck yes. Just like that. You look so good with my cock in your mouth.”

He pushed a little farther until he touched the back of my throat. I gagged softly but I did not pull away. I wanted this. I wanted to take all of him even if it made my eyes water. He held me there for a second letting me get used to the feeling then he started to move his hips. Slow thrusts at first sliding in and out of my mouth while he watched me with dark hungry eyes.

I looked up at him through my lashes. His chest rose and fell faster now and his abs tightened every time he pushed deeper. “You have been dreaming about this haven’t you” he murmured. “I heard you moaning in your room some nights. Now you get the real thing.”

He began to fuck my mouth harder. Each thrust went a little deeper until the head of his cock slipped into my throat. I choked around him but the sound only seemed to turn him on more. Saliva ran down my chin and dripped onto my shirt. My nipples were so hard they ached and my pussy felt soaked all over again.

Jake used both hands now holding my head steady while he pumped faster. “Take it all” he growled. “Relax your throat for me. Let me use it like a tight little hole.”

I tried to breathe through my nose and relax like he said. It worked. He slid all the way in until my nose pressed against his stomach. My throat squeezed around him and he let out a deep moan that made my whole body tingle. He stayed buried there for a long moment just enjoying the way I felt wrapped around him. Then he pulled back enough for me to gasp in air before he drove in again.

Tears slipped down my cheeks but they were not from pain. It felt so dirty and so right at the same time. My stepbrother was fucking my face right here in his room while our parents were away and I loved every second of it. I reached up and cupped his heavy balls in my hand rolling them gently while he kept thrusting.

“Good girl” he praised me. His voice sounded rough and strained. “You are doing so well. Sucking your stepbro’s cock like you were born for it.”

He sped up then really using my mouth. Wet sounds filled the quiet room every time he pushed in and out. My jaw started to ache but I did not care. I wanted him to lose control. I wanted him to cum down my throat and make me swallow every drop.

Jake’s breathing grew ragged. His hips moved in short quick strokes now. “I am close” he warned. “You are going to take it all. Every last bit.”

I moaned around him to let him know I wanted it. That seemed to push him over the edge. He shoved deep one final time and held my head tight against him. His cock pulsed hard in my throat as thick ropes of warm cum shot straight down. I swallowed again and again trying to keep up with the flood of it. Some still leaked from the corners of my mouth and ran down my chin.

He stayed inside me until the last twitch faded then slowly pulled out. I gasped for air with my lips shiny and swollen. A string of cum and saliva connected us for a second before it broke.

Jake looked down at me with a satisfied smile. He wiped a thumb across my bottom lip and pushed the stray cum back into my mouth. I licked it clean without thinking.

“You did perfect” he said softly. “But we are not done yet. That was just the beginning.”

He stood up and pulled me to my feet. My legs felt shaky but he held me close. His cock was still half hard and pressed against my stomach through my thin shirt. He leaned down and kissed me deep tasting himself on my tongue.

When he broke the kiss he looked straight into my eyes. “Now I am going to fuck you the way you need it. Get on the bed little sister. On your back with your legs spread wide for me.”

I climbed onto his bed quickly my heart racing all over again. I knew what was coming next and I could hardly wait. My pussy throbbed with need and my mind was already full of what it would feel like when he finally pushed that thick cock inside me for the very first time.

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