INICIAR SESIÓNChapter 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.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







