Poisoned Womb: Sister's Cunt Fucked Raw#1..

Rachel’s hands trembled as she clutched her phone in the dark walk-in closet. The hidden camera she had installed two weeks ago—supposedly to watch the new cleaning lady was now streaming live from their bedroom. And what it showed made her thighs clench so hard she could feel her own pulse throbbing between them. Anger and hunger.

There was her husband Alex, naked, sweaty, muscles rippling under the low light of their bedside lamp. His thick, veined penis, nine inches of pure fucking pleasure that she used to ride every other day was buried balls deep in her little step sister Mia. Mia’s legs were wrapped around his waist like a whore in heat, ankles locked, heels digging into his ass as he pounded her. The wet, obscene slap of skin on skin filled the audio. Mia’s pussy lips were stretched obscenely around him, glistening with cream, every thrust forcing a fresh gush of her juices to drip down his heavy balls and soak the sheets Rachel had just washed that morning.

“Fuck, Mia… your cunt is so much tighter than your sister’s,” Alex growled, voice low and filthy the way he only got when he was truly lost in pussy. He grabbed a handful of Mia’s long black hair and yanked her head back, forcing her to arch. Her tits fuller than Rachel’s, D-cups with dark, puffy nipples bounced wildly. “Been dreaming about this pussy since the wedding. So fucking wet.”

Mia moaned like a slut, eyes rolling back. “Harder, baby… wreck me. I want your cum so deep it leaks out for days.” She reached down and rubbed her swollen clit in frantic circles. “Rachel’s been begging me to be your surrogate… little does she know I’m already carrying your seed every time you fuck me raw.”

Rachel’s breath hitched. She should have been screaming. She should have burst in there and smashed a lamp over both their heads. Instead, her free hand slid down inside her silk robe, fingers finding her own soaked slit. She was dripping. Shame and rage and the dirtiest, hottest arousal she’d ever felt mixed together as she watched her husband rail her sister like a paid whore. Two fingers plunged inside her, matching Alex’s rhythm. Her thumb flicked her clit and she bit her lip hard to keep from moaning out loud.

On screen, Alex flipped Mia onto all fours, ass up, face down in the pillows that still smelled like Rachel’s perfume. He slapped her ass hard enough to leave a red handprint, then drove back in with one brutal thrust. Mia screamed into the mattress, pussy squelching “Yes! Fuck me, Alex! Fuck me harder please!”

He fucked her like an animal, long, punishing strokes that made her whole body jolt. The camera caught every detail: the way her pussy lips clung to his cock on the outstroke, the creamy ring forming at the base, the way his balls tightened as he got close. Rachel’s own fingers were soaked to the wrist now, three of them stretching her hole while she imagined it was Alex’s cock splitting her open while Mia watched.

“Gonna cum inside you, baby,” Alex grunted. “Gonna knock you up before your sister even gets the chance.”

Mia pushed back, grinding on him. “Do it. Pump every drop into me. I want your baby growing in my belly while Rachel sleeps right next to us.”

Alex roared and slammed home one last time. Rachel watched his cock pulse, watched the thick veins throb as he flooded Mia’s womb with rope after rope of hot, sticky cum. It was so much it started leaking out around his shaft, creamy white trickling down Mia’s thighs. Mia came too, body shaking, squirting a clear jet that soaked the sheets and Alex’s balls.

They collapsed together, still joined, kissing sloppy and deep like lovers who’d been starving for each other.

Rachel came silently in the closet, knees buckling, biting her robe to muffle the cry. Her orgasm was violent, juices running down her legs. When it finally ebbed, she stared at the screen, chest heaving.

She didn’t feel destroyed. She felt alive. And vicious.

The next morning Rachel made breakfast like nothing had happened—pancakes, fresh fruit, Alex’s favorite coffee. Mia was already there, “dropping by” like she did every weekend now. She wore a tiny tank top and shorts that barely covered her ass, cum probably still leaking from last night. Rachel smiled sweetly.

“Alex, honey,” she said, sliding a plate in front of him, “I’ve been thinking. Four years and no baby. The doctors say my uterus is… uncooperative. But Mia’s body is perfect. She offered to be our surrogate. We do IVF, she carries our baby. What do you think?”

Alex nearly choked on his coffee. His eyes flicked to Mia, then back to Rachel. “Babe… that’s… a huge step. I don’t know.”

Mia leaned forward, cleavage spilling out. “I’d do anything for you two. Really. My body, my womb, it’s yours.”

Rachel watched the flicker of panic and lust cross Alex’s face. She loved it. “I already booked the consultation. They can harvest my eggs next week, fertilize them, and implant the embryos in Mia. She’ll move in with us during the process so we can monitor everything. Close family support.”

Alex’s cock was probably hard under the table. Mia’s nipples were stiff against her tank top. Rachel felt her own pussy twitch again.

By that afternoon the clinic appointment was set. Mia signed every paper with a sparkle in her eye that said she had zero intention of this being clinical. Rachel signed too, smiling the whole time.

That night, after Rachel “went to bed early with a headache,” she slipped into the guest room closet where she’d hidden another tiny camera. She watched as Alex crept in ten minutes later.

Mia was already naked on the bed, legs spread, fingers lazily circling her clit. “Took you long enough, Daddy.”

Alex dropped his shorts. His cock sprang up, still half-hard from the tension all day. “This is insane. She wants you living here. Carrying our—”

“Our baby,” Mia finished, crawling to him on her knees. She licked the underside of his shaft like a popsicle. “And I’m going to fuck you every single night she’s in this house. Right under her nose.” She sucked the head into her mouth, hollowing her cheeks, tongue swirling the slit where a bead of pre-cum already leaked. “Mmm. Still tastes like me from last night.”

Alex groaned, threading his fingers through her hair. “You’re such a dirty little slut for your sister’s husband.”

Mia popped off with a wet smack. “And you love it.” She turned, ass up again, spreading her cheeks. Her pussy was already glistening. “Now shut up and fuck your surrogate.”

He mounted her like a stallion. No foreplay. Just one savage thrust that buried him to the hilt. Mia moaned loud enough that Rachel had to cover her own mouth in the closet. Alex fucked her raw, deep, angry strokes that made the bed creak. Every time he bottomed out, Mia’s toes curled and she whispered “Harder… knock me up… I want your cum dripping out while Rachel kisses me goodnight…”

Rachel’s hand was back between her legs, three fingers buried, thumb grinding her clit. She watched her husband’s cock disappear into her supposed sister’s greedy cunt over and over, watched Mia’s asshole wink every time he slammed her, watched the way Mia’s pussy cream coated his shaft until it shone.

When Alex came, he didn’t pull out. He ground deep, hips circling, making sure every spurt painted her cervix. Mia came with him, squirting again, soaking his balls and the mattress.

Afterward they lay tangled, Alex’s softening cock still inside her. “We have to be careful,” he whispered.

Mia laughed softly. “Careful? Baby, I’m going to ride you every morning before she wakes up. And at night. And sometimes in the shower while she’s downstairs. I’m going to get so pregnant with your cum that the doctors will think it’s a miracle.”

Rachel came again, silently, viciously, imagining the poison she’d already ordered online—slow, tasteless, perfect for a “complication” during pregnancy. She was going to watch her sister swell with Alex’s baby… and then watch her die screaming in childbirth.

But first, she was going to enjoy every single filthy second of this.

She slipped out of the closet, pussy still pulsing, and crawled into her own bed. Alex came in ten minutes later, smelling like Mia’s cunt and his own cum. He kissed Rachel’s forehead like the perfect husband.

She smiled in the dark.

“Night, baby,” she whispered. “Can’t wait for Mia to move in tomorrow.”