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Pounding My Fertile Cunt Raw

Author: Flimxy vic
last update publish date: 2026-04-02 00:45:13

Chapter 3: Pounding My Fertile Cunt Raw

I lay back on Jake’s bed exactly like he told me to. My heart raced so fast I could feel it in my throat. The sheets felt cool under my back but my skin burned hot everywhere else. I spread my legs wide for him just the way he wanted. My nightshirt had ridden up around my waist and my soaked panties were the only thing left covering me. Jake stood at the foot of the bed and looked down at me with eyes that looked almost black in the low light. His cock stood thick and hard again already pointing right at me like it knew exactly where it belonged.

He climbed onto the bed slowly his knees sinking into the mattress between my open thighs. “Look at you” he said in that deep voice that made me shiver. “My little stepsister all wet and ready for her first real fuck. You have no idea how long I have wanted this.”

His hands slid up my legs pushing them even wider until my knees almost touched my chest. He hooked his fingers into the sides of my panties and pulled them down in one smooth motion. Cool air hit my bare pussy and I gasped. I was dripping wet. So wet that a thin string of my juices stretched from my panties to my swollen lips before it broke.

Jake tossed the panties aside and leaned over me. His big body covered mine without crushing me. He rubbed the thick head of his cock up and down my slit spreading my wetness all over him. Every time he bumped against my clit my hips jerked up wanting more.

“Please Jake” I whispered. My voice came out shaky. “I need you inside me. I have dreamed about this so many times.”

He smiled that wicked smile again and pressed the head right against my entrance. “You are going to take every inch little sister. I am going to fuck this tight fertile cunt raw until you feel me for days.”

He pushed forward slowly at first letting me feel the stretch. The head popped inside and I moaned loud. He was so thick. It burned a little but in the best way. Inch by inch he sank deeper until his heavy balls rested against my ass. I felt so full I could barely breathe. My walls squeezed around him like they never wanted to let go.

“Fuck you are tight” he groaned. He held still for a second letting me adjust then he pulled back almost all the way out before slamming back in hard. The bed creaked under us. I cried out and grabbed his shoulders my nails digging into his skin.

He started moving faster. Long deep strokes that made my breasts bounce under my shirt. Each thrust hit that perfect spot inside me and sent sparks through my whole body. The sound of his hips slapping against mine filled the room along with my soft moans and his low grunts.

Jake reached down and yanked my shirt up over my breasts. He pinched one nipple hard while he fucked me. “These are mine now too” he said. “Everything on you belongs to me. Say it.”

“They are yours Jake” I gasped. “I am yours. Fuck me harder please.”

He growled and gave me exactly what I asked for. His hips snapped forward faster and harder. The bed banged against the wall with every thrust. I could feel his balls slapping against me wet and heavy. My pussy made filthy wet sounds around his cock as he pounded me raw.

He leaned down and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth biting it gently. At the same time he reached between us and rubbed my clit with his thumb in tight circles. The extra pleasure hit me like a wave. My back arched off the bed and I started to shake.

“I am going to cum” I cried out.

“Do it” he ordered against my breast. “Cum all over your stepbrother’s cock. Squeeze me tight.”

I exploded around him. My pussy clenched and fluttered hard as waves of pleasure crashed through me. I moaned his name over and over while my legs shook. Jake did not slow down. He kept pounding through my orgasm making it last longer until I felt like I might pass out from how good it felt.

When my climax finally eased he pulled out suddenly and flipped me over onto my stomach like I weighed nothing. He yanked my hips up so my ass was high in the air and my face pressed into the pillow. Before I could even catch my breath he slammed back inside me from behind.

This angle felt even deeper. I screamed into the pillow as he fucked me like an animal. His hands gripped my hips so tight I knew they would leave marks. Every thrust drove him right against my womb.

“That is it” he grunted. “Take this cock. I am going to fill this fertile little pussy with so much cum you will be leaking me for hours. You want me to breed you don’t you?”

“Yes” I moaned. The words just fell out of me. “Breed me Jake. Fill me up. I want to feel your cum inside me.”

He reached around and rubbed my clit again while he pounded me. I came a second time even harder than the first. My walls milked his cock like they were trying to pull every drop from him.

Jake’s breathing got rough and fast. His thrusts turned short and deep. “I am going to cum” he warned. “Right inside you. Take every drop like a good little sister.”

He buried himself as deep as he could go and held there. His cock swelled and pulsed inside me. Thick hot spurts of cum shot straight against my womb. I felt every single one. He groaned loud and kept grinding against me as he emptied himself completely.

When he finally finished he stayed buried deep not pulling out. His cock twitched a few more times sending little aftershocks through both of us. I could feel his warm cum already starting to leak out around him and run down my thighs.

Jake leaned over my back and kissed the side of my neck softly. “Good girl” he whispered. “You took it so well. But we are not stopping tonight. I am going to fuck you again and again until the sun comes up. This pussy is going to be so full of my cum you will feel it every time you move tomorrow.”

I shivered under him already aching for more even though my body felt worn out. I knew right then that one night would never be enough. I was hooked on my stepbrother and the way he claimed me so completely.

He finally slid out slowly and rolled me onto my back again. His cum dripped from my swollen pussy onto the sheets. Jake looked down at the mess he made and smiled with pure satisfaction.

“Rest for a minute little sister” he said. “Because in a few minutes I am going to take you again. And this time I want to watch your face while I breed you.”

I closed my eyes and smiled feeling happier and more satisfied than I had ever been. The night was far from over and I could not wait for what came next.

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