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Chapter 89: Pleasure with my Stepbrother 3

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He stepped back half a foot just to look at me, and I have never in my life felt more naked than standing in my own kitchen with my shorts around my ankles and a crop top on and my stepbrother staring down between my legs like a starving man in front of a buffet.

I'm bare down there. Waxed, because I like how it feels smooth and tight and seen so right now every inch of it was on display, pink and swollen and shining wet.

"Fuck," he said, under his breath. "Look at that pretty pink pussy. So
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    The pain was brutal. I actually screamed… the thick head of his cock stretching me open, wider than fingers, wider than anything, and my pussy made this filthy wet noise around him like it was swallowing.He did not go slow.He gripped my waist with both hands and slammed the rest of the way in, burying every single inch.I started crying. Real tears. It felt like he was splitting me in half and I loved it."Fuck — yeah, sis —" He pulled back and slammed in again, harder. "God, your virgin cunt is sucking me in."Then he just went. Fucking me hard and deep, both hands full of my hips, dragging me back onto him every time he drove forward. My tits bounced against the door. My cheek slid up and down the wood. The sound of his hips hitting my ass echoed through the whole empty house slap, slap, slap and I moaned like a porn star and made no attempt whatsoever to be quiet, because nobody was home to hear us.James groaned low and ground against me, forcing my pussy to take every last inch

  • Taste of Pleasure   Chapter 89: Pleasure with my Stepbrother 3

    He stepped back half a foot just to look at me, and I have never in my life felt more naked than standing in my own kitchen with my shorts around my ankles and a crop top on and my stepbrother staring down between my legs like a starving man in front of a buffet. I'm bare down there. Waxed, because I like how it feels smooth and tight and seen so right now every inch of it was on display, pink and swollen and shining wet. "Fuck," he said, under his breath. "Look at that pretty pink pussy. So wet it's shining." His eyes came up to mine, dark. "You've been touching yourself thinking about me, haven't you?" I bit my lip. Nodded. Too ashamed and too horny to lie anymore. "Say it." "...Yes." "Yes, what." "Yes, I've been touching myself thinking about you." "Good girl." And then he dropped to his knees, right there on the kitchen tile. He shoved my thigh up over his shoulder and his face was suddenly inches from my cunt, close enough that I could feel his breath on it. "Been dream

  • Taste of Pleasure   Chapter 88: Pleasure with my Stepbrother 2

    He didn't call me. He never calls me. He just waits, because he knows I'll come down eventually, because he knows I can't survive on water and spite forever, and when I do, he's standing there like a billboard. Leaning back against the counter. Arms crossed over his wide chest. No shirt. Just his joggers. And the joggers God, the joggers do absolutely nothing to hide the heavy outline of his cock hanging down his thigh. Half hard. Already. Holy fuck, he's so fucking huge. "You're staring at the floor," he said. "I'm not." "You've been running from me for a year, Bright." My cheek went hot so fast it was practically a slap. My panties were soaked through already. They kept clinging to my lips with every tiny shift of my weight, and every one of those little tugs made my clit throb harder than the one before, and I'd been wet since the second the front door shut behind our parents and left the two of us alone in this house. "I'm not running," I lied. James peeled him

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    "Mom don't forget to text me when you land." "I will, honey." "You won't." "I will." Mom said it the way she says everything, half promise, half lie and then she hugged me so hard my ribs clicked. Her perfume got all in my hair. Her eyes were wet and shiny and she was still talking while she walked backwards down the porch steps. Be good. Don't stay up too late. Don't eat junk for dinner. Call if anything happens. Dad was already in the driver's seat with his sunglasses on, drumming the wheel like a man who'd been waiting all year for a weekend alone with his wife. Stepdad, technically. Except he stopped being "technically" anything about three months in, back when he started calling me kiddo and leaving the porch light on when I got home late. "You two behave," he said through the open window. Which is what men say when they have absolutely no idea what they're talking about. "Behave," James repeated behind me. Low. Just for me. Goosebumps crawled up my arms. I

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    I groaned, the sound guttural and primal. I moved behind her, positioning myself at her entrance. I ran the head of my cock up and down her wet slit, coating it in her juices. She was so wet, so ready for me, that I slid in easily, burying myself to the hilt in one smooth stroke. The feeling was incredible. The heat was intense, the tightness was absolute, and the friction was mind-blowing. I groaned, my head thrown back, my eyes rolling back in my head. I began to move, setting a slow, deliberate pace. I pulled back until just the tip remained inside her, then plunged back in, burying myself to the hilt again. I watched her face as I moved, the expressions of pleasure etching themselves onto her features. She was moaning softly, her head thrown back, her eyes closed. She looked like she was in heaven, a goddess of sex. I reached around and grabbed her hips, pulling her against me, making every stroke count. I wanted to feel her walls clenching around me, sucking me in. Lina loo

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    I thrust forward, burying myself to the hilt in one smooth, powerful stroke. The sensation was indescribable. The heat was incredible, the tightness was absolute, and the friction was mind-blowing. I groaned, my head thrown back, my eyes rolling back in my head. The feeling of her walls closing around me was electric, a jolt that shot straight to my brain. I had never felt anything like this in my life. It was like coming home, like finding a missing piece of a puzzle I didn't know was missing. Lina gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders. "Oh my god," she moaned, her voice high and breathless. "You're huge. It's so big." I smiled, a wicked grin spreading across my face. "You like it?" "I love it," she said, her eyes wide and filled with desire. "I love how you fill me up." I began to move, setting a slow, deliberate pace. I wanted to take my time, savouring every inch of her. I pulled back until just the tip remained inside her, then plunged back in, burying myself to the

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