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CRAVING MY BROTHER’S TOUCH 2
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TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY CRAVING MY BROTHER’S TOUCH 3
Crossing the Line The storm had passed, leaving the lake house wrapped in a heavy, charged silence. My lips still tingled from Ben’s kisses, my body humming with unmet need. I was soaked my bikini bottoms ruined, my thighs slippery with arousal from grinding against him like a desperate slut. Guilt crashed over me in waves as I pulled back from his lap, staring at my brother with wide eyes. This was insane. He was my blood. The boy who used to tease me about my pigtails and scare away my bullies. And now I’d been dry humping his cock like it was the only thing that could save me. “I… I should go,” I whispered, standing on shaky legs. My cover-up was somewhere on the floor. I felt exposed, vulnerable, and terrifyingly alive. “This is wrong, Ben. We can’t.” But he stood too, faster than I expected. His hand caught my wrist, gentle but firm. Those green eyes burned into mine, dark with the same hunger I felt twisting inside my chest. “Don’t run, Maya. Not from this. Not from me.” His
TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY CRAVING MY BROTHER’S TOUCH 2
Tension IgnitesMorning light filtered through the curtains of my childhood bedroom, painting everything in soft golds and pinks. I woke up with my hand still tucked between my thighs, the evidence of last night’s forbidden release sticky on my fingers. Shame flooded me instantly. Ben. My brother. What the hell was wrong with me? I quickly showered, trying to scrub away the memory, but the warm water only made me think of his strong arms again. By the time I stepped out, I’d made a decision. Today, I wouldn’t hide. I wanted to see if that spark was real or just my broken heart playing tricks.I dug through my bag and chose the skimpiest bikini I owned a tiny red number that barely contained my breasts and left most of my ass exposed. It was the kind of thing I’d wear to make Jake jealous on vacation, but now… now it felt like a test. For Ben. For myself. I threw on a sheer cover up and headed downstairs, heart hammering.Ben was already in the kitchen, flipping eggs at the stove. He w
TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY STORY 19: CRAVING MY BROTHER’S TOUCH
Chapter 1: The Breaking PointI slammed the car door harder than necessary, the sound echoing through the quiet woods surrounding our family’s lake house. My hands were still shaking as I gripped the steering wheel one last time before letting go. The drive up here had been a blur of tears and angry music, but now that I was here, the reality crashed down on me. Jake was gone. Caught balls deep in his coworker’s mouth like some cliché from a bad movie. Three years wasted. And the worst part? I felt more empty than heartbroken.The lake house was dark except for a single light glowing from the living room window. Mom and Dad were away for the whole summer, touring Europe like they’d always dreamed. That left only Ben. My brother he has been with me since I was small.The one person who had always been there, even when I pushed everyone else away.I grabbed my duffel bag and trudged up the wooden steps, the familiar creak of the porch comforting in its own way. Before I could even knoc
TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY EASY ON ME 4
Make OutSage’s words..“Easy on me?”hung between us like a gentle challenge. I smiled against her lips, my heart hammering so loudly I was sure she could feel it. “For now,” I whispered back, and that was all the invitation she needed.Our second kiss was deeper, no longer tentative. Her mouth moved against mine with a slow hunger that made my toes curl. I parted my lips, inviting her in, and her tongue brushed mine warm, velvet-soft, tasting of red wine and something uniquely Sage. A small moan escaped me as her hand slid further under the borrowed shirt, fingers tracing the curve of my waist and up my ribs. Her touch was electric, leaving trails of heat on my skin.We shifted on the couch until I was half-lying beneath her, her body pressing me gently into the cushions. The weight of her felt perfect soft breasts against mine, the smooth warmth of her thighs straddling one of my legs. Every sway of her hips sent sparks through me, the thin fabric of our clothes doing little to hide
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Invitation HomeThe gallery night had been magical soft lighting, vibrant art, and Sage by my side the entire time. Her laugh echoed in my ears as we stepped outside afterward, only for the sky to open up in a sudden downpour. Rain hammered the pavement, turning the streets into glistening rivers. We huddled under the gallery awning, but it offered little protection.Sage checked her phone, then glanced at me with that familiar playful smile. “My apartment is just two blocks away. Yours is much farther. Come wait out the storm at my place?” She paused, her hazel eyes softening. “Easy on me no pressure, Elara. Just wine, dry clothes, and good company.”My heart raced. Part of me wanted to play it safe and wait for the bus. The other part the one that had been craving her closeness since that first bus ride won out. “Okay,” I said, my voice quieter than I intended. “Lead the way.”We ran through the rain, her hand finding mine as we dodged puddles. By the time we reached her building, w
TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY EASY ON ME 2
Chapter 2: Close CallsI woke up the next morning with Sage still lingering in my thoughts. The memory of her hand on my waist, the way her body had moved against mine in that crowded bus it followed me through my morning coffee and into my freelance deadline crunch. By evening, I found myself on the same bus route again, heart beating a little faster as I scanned the passengers. Part of me hoped she’d be there. The other part scolded me for getting worked up over a stranger.She was.Sage boarded two stops after mine, her eyes lighting up when they found me near the back. The bus was slightly less packed today, but she still chose the spot right beside me, our arms brushing as she gripped the pole.“Elara,” she greeted with that warm, husky voice. “You came back for more city chaos, huh?”I smiled, feeling heat rise to my cheeks. “Couldn’t resist. How was the café today?”From there, our conversations became the highlight of my commute. Over the next week, we fell into a rhythm. Sag
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Chapter 6: First Breeding I was still shaking from the second orgasm, my legs pinned back in that obscene full split on the workout bench, when Dom pulled his three thick fingers out of me with a wet pop. My pussy clenched around nothing, gaping slightly from the stretch, dripping oil and my o
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Chapter 5: Oiled and ExposedI stood there completely naked, heart slamming against my ribs, as Dom walked over and double checked the lock on the gym door with a heavy click. The sound made everything feel so final. No turning back. My small tits were already heaving with each breath, nipples tig
TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY STRETCH ME DEEPER, COACH! 2
Chapter 2: First Arrival I stepped fully into the gym and the cool air hit my skin, but it did nothing to calm the heat already crawling up my neck. Dom was right there, wiping down the bench like he’d been waiting. Shirtless. Jesus. Those tattoos snaked across his broad chest and down his thick
TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY STORY 1: STRETCH ME DEEPER, COACH! 1
Chapter 1: The Booking I stared at my phone screen, thumbs hovering, heart already doing that stupid fluttery thing it always did when I thought about texting him. It was barely nine in the morning on a stupidly hot Saturday in July, and my dorm room felt like a sauna. The upcoming gymnastics
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