MasukI shook my head fast, but my pussy clenched harder around his fingers anyway. The words hit somewhere deep and filthy inside me. I couldn’t help it. My body was betraying me completely.He curled those two thick fingers inside me, stroking that spot that made sparks shoot straight up my spine. His thumb rubbed my clit in tight, steady circles—slow at first, then firmer, wetter. Every little movement sent another rush of slickness out of me. I could hear it. Soft, obscene sounds. The slick slide every time he pushed back in. The quiet squelch when his fingers bottomed out. I felt how soaked I was, my juices coating his whole hand, dripping down his knuckles, probably soaking into his shorts underneath me. My thighs were trembling. I had to lock my knees to keep from sliding off his lap.“Look at you,” he whispered, voice low and relentless against my ear. His hot breath made the little hairs on my neck stand up. “Soaking my whole hand. Clenching so hard around my fingers like this gree
Lucas’s hand on my belly slid a little lower, fingers brushing the top of my skirt. Not quite under it yet, but close. His thumb stroked slow circles against my skin, just above the waistband. “Keep squirming like that and I’m gonna have to do something about it,” he murmured, voice dark and teasing. “You feel how hard you’re making me? ”I bit my lip, trying to stay still, but my body had other ideas. Another slow rock of my hips, and I felt him throb harder against me. The friction sent a spark of pleasure straight through my core. My cheeks burned hotter. I hated him for this—for making me want things I shouldn’t. But I couldn’t stop the way my pussy clenched, empty and aching, or the way more wetness soaked into my panties.He nipped lightly at my earlobe again, teeth grazing just enough to make me shiver. “Tell me you feel it,” he whispered. “Tell me you like sitting on your stepbrother’s cock while Mom’s right there.”I didn’t answer with words. Couldn’t. I just rocked my hips o
Lily’s POVThe lights in the movie room were already low. That soft, dim glow from the big screen painted everything in deep blues and shadows, making the edges of the furniture blur into the dark. The World Cup match was just kicking off, the crowd roaring through the speakers like a living thing, that electric buzz filling the air and vibrating through the floor. Mom and my stepdad Erik were settled in their single chairs up front, eyes glued to the TV like nothing else in the world mattered. Erik had his usual beer in one hand, legs stretched out in front of him, looking relaxed in his gray sweatpants and that old team jersey. The fabric stretched across his thighs every time he shifted, but his focus stayed locked on the game.I came back from the bathroom, heart still beating a little too quick from hurrying down the hallway. There was only one spot left. Lucas—my arrogant stepbrother—had claimed the big couch at the back. His legs were spread wide like he owned the damn room, ta
He slowed his thrusts but didn’t stop. One hand slid up my back, pressing me down harder against the counter so my cheek stayed flat against the cool surface. His other hand gripped my hip tight.“You sure, baby girl?” he asked, voice rough but careful, like he was holding himself back. “Your ass needs preparation. My cock is huge. I don’t want to hurt you. I’ll only fuck you with the tip at first. Just the head. Nice and slow. You let me know if it gets too much, okay? You tell daddy if it hurts.”I moaned at his words, my pussy clenching hard around his cock. The idea of it—of him being so careful but still so dirty—made me even wetter. “Yes, daddy. I’m sure. I want it. Just the tip… please.”He pulled out of my pussy slow, his cock glistening and shiny with my juices and the cum he’d already put in me. I felt empty for a second, my pussy fluttering around nothing. Then he spit right on my asshole—warm, wet spit dripping down over the tight hole. He rubbed the thick head of his cock
When he finally stopped twitching, he pulled out slow. His cock was shiny with my spit and his cum. A thick string of it connected my lips to the head for a second before it broke. I stayed on my knees, breathing hard, and opened my mouth wide for him. I let him see the rest of his cum pooled on my tongue—white and thick, mixed with my spit.He looked down at me, eyes dark and heavy, chest still rising and falling fast. “Fuck, baby girl,” he said, voice low and rough. “Look at all that cum in your mouth.”I kept my mouth open, letting him look, tasting the salty-sweet bitterness of him on my tongue. My eyes stayed locked on his the whole time. Then, slow and deliberate, I closed my mouth and swallowed. I made sure he saw my throat work as I took it all down. A little more leaked from the corner of my lip and I licked it away with my tongue, never breaking eye contact.He groaned again, softer this time, and reached down to brush his thumb over my bottom lip, wiping away the last bit o
Matteo’s voice stayed steady, but I could feel the tension in his body. His hand tightened in my hair. “Yeah, she’s doing fine. Settling in okay. We’ve just been… relaxing today.”I moaned softly around his cock again, letting the sound vibrate through him. He sucked in a breath through his teeth but kept talking.“Mm-hmm. Dinner’s almost ready. Nothing fancy, just something simple.” His hips gave a tiny thrust forward, pushing his cock a little deeper into my mouth. I gagged softly but didn’t pull back. I sucked harder instead, hollowing my cheeks.He glanced down at me again, eyes burning. His voice dropped a little lower when he spoke into the phone. “She’s right here actually. Yeah, she’s… keeping me company while I cook.”I pulled back just enough to swirl my tongue around the head, licking up the precum that was leaking out. Then I took him back in, sucking with slow, wet strokes. My hand pumped the base while my mouth worked the rest. I could hear Sophie’s voice faintly through
I never thought my biggest secret would ruin me in the hottest way possible.My laptop screen glowed with that familiar pink light, the one that made my skin look like warm honey under the ring light. I was on my knees on the fluffy white rug in my bedroom, wearing nothing but a sheer black baby-do
I never thought my stepdad would actually spank me like the spoiled little brat I was—until the night he finally snapped and bent me over his knee.My phone screen glowed in the dim light of my bedroom, the ring light casting a soft pink halo over my barely-there outfit. I was live on my influencer
A dark, satisfied sound rumbled deep in his chest. “Good girl for telling Daddy the truth.”He leaned down and captured my mouth in a deep, claiming kiss before moving lower. His lips trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck, across my collarbone, then latched onto one nipple through the lace.
I rode the pillow harder, faster, moaning loud enough for the mic to catch every wet sound. My eyes stayed locked on his username while my mind filled in the blanks—his big hands gripping my hips, that deep voice growling my real name, the thick cock I’d accidentally seen outlined in his sweatpants







