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MY STEP-BROTHER RETURN(4)
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2026-06-07 06:44:46
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The next morning I woke up sore in all the right and wrong places. Mark was already gone for work, leaving a note on the kitchen counter saying he had an early meeting. I stared at it for a long time, guilt twisting in my stomach. Last night with him had been intense, but my body still remembered Marcus, the way he felt buried inside me at the gym, the way I rode him desperately in the dark corner. I took a long shower, trying to wash away the evidence and the memories, but every time the water hit between my legs I felt that familiar ache.I told myself I wouldn’t go back to the gym today. I’d take a break, focus on work, and be a good wife. But by afternoon my resolve crumbled. I needed to see Marcus. Just to talk. Just to feel that spark again. I changed into my tightest workout leggings and a sports bra that showed off the new curves I was gaining, then went to the gym.Marcus was waiting near the front desk when I walked in. He looked even better in the daylight, tall, dark, and
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The front door opened with a heavy click. I stood at the kitchen counter stirring a cup of chamomile tea, trying to look calm even though my legs still felt like jelly. My heart hadn’t slowed down since I rushed home from the gym. Marcus’s cum was still leaking slowly into my panties, and every small movement reminded me of how hard I’d ridden him just minutes earlier.Mark stepped into the kitchen, keys still in his hand. His face looked tired but tight with annoyance. “Sandra. You’re home.”I turned around with what I hoped was a normal smile. “Hey. Yeah, I got back a little while ago.”He set his keys down and looked at me for a long moment. “Your car is still at the gym. I drove past there on my way home. Saw it parked right out front. What’s going on?”I took a slow sip of tea to buy time. My thighs trembled slightly under my robe. “I left early. The meeting ran shorter than I thought. I didn’t want to drive home late at night by myself, so I called an Uber. Figured I’d pick up t
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Marcus was buried deep inside me, thrusting hard from behind on the bench press. My hands gripped the edges of the bench, chest pressed down, ass up as he gave me powerful backshots. Every slam of his hips sent waves of pleasure through my body. The empty gym echoed with the wet sounds of our bodies and my soft moans.“Fuck, Sandra, you feel incredible,” he groaned, hands gripping my hips tight. “So tight and wet for me.”I pushed back against him, matching his rhythm. “Harder, Marcus. Don’t stop.”He leaned over me, one hand sliding up my back, the other reaching around to rub my clit. The angle was perfect, deep and rough. I was lost in it, eyes half-closed, when something caught my eye near the front of the gym.Headlights had swept across the parking lot earlier, but I’d ignored them. Now, through the dim glass of the front door, I saw a figure. My heart stopped.It was Mark.He stood there, face pressed close to the glass, cupping his hands around his eyes, staring inside. The di
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Marcus walked over with his jaw tight, eyes still fixed on where Tyler had disappeared. “You okay?” he asked, voice low but sharp. “That was out of line.” Anger burned in my chest. I rubbed the spot where Tyler’s hand had landed, still stinging. “I’m fine,” I said, but my tone came out hard. “Who does he think he is? Touching me like that without asking. I’m not some toy on the gym floor.” Marcus nodded, his face serious. “I’ll talk to him. That shit doesn’t happen here. Not to you.” He paused, looking at me closer. “You sure you’re alright? We can skip the rest of today if you want.” I shook my head. “No. I need this workout. Let’s just finish.” But inside, something had shifted. I was tired of the stares, the comments, the way some guys acted like they owned the place. I finished the session with Marcus, but my mind stayed distracted. The next morning at home, Mark left for work early without much talk. I stared at my phone for a long time before I dialed the gym number. Marcus
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I sat at the dinner table pushing rice around my plate while Mark went on about his day at the office. The food smelled good, but my stomach felt tight already. He took another bite of chicken, chewed for a second, then looked at me the way he always did when he was about to say something I didn’t want to hear.“You know, Sandra, you’ve put on quite a bit lately,” he said casually, like he was talking about the weather. “That dress you wore last weekend looked a little tight around the middle. Maybe it’s time you did something about it. I’m just saying this because I care.”My fork stopped moving. Heat rushed to my face. I’d heard this before, maybe a hundred times in the last year. Every time I reached for seconds or wore something comfortable, he found a way to bring it up. I set my fork down and stared at my plate.“I’ve been busy with work too, Mark. The new project at the bank has me stressed. It’s not like I sit around eating cake all day.”He shrugged and took another bite. “St
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John kept thrusting deep and steady, refusing to pull out. “That’s not pee, baby,” he said, voice low and confident. “Let it go. I want to feel you squirt all over my cock.” The pressure inside me grew unbearable as he pounded harder, eyes daring me to lose control completely right there on the bed.I couldn’t hold it anymore. My body tensed hard, every muscle shaking. A sudden rush of heat and pressure exploded low in my belly. Water began coming out of my pussy fast, soaking his cock and stomach. John pulled out immediately, eyes wide with surprise and hunger. The clear liquid sprayed over his abs and chest, dripping down his skin. I cried out, body jerking against the belt around my wrists, completely lost in the intense release.“Fuck, Aggie,” he groaned, watching every drop. “Look at you. Soaking me like that.”I kept coming, waves crashing through me, thighs trembling uncontrollably. He rubbed my clit fast with his fingers, drawing it out until I was gasping and whimpering, the
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