LOGINZoey Beauchamp
Adam's first glimpse of his step sister's pussy made his erect cock jerked, and he feared for a moment that it would go off. But it didn't. He pulled the panties off Zoey's feet and tossed them aside. He leaned against one of her legs, holding it in place against the bed, while he grasped the other and tied a stocking around its ankle. He extended that stocking to a lower corner of the bed and looped it securely around the frame. He wrenched her other leg towards the opposite corner of the bed and tied it in the same manner. Now she was spread wide open to his lustful gaze.Zoey was horrified at how her body responded, She had never felt so humiliated. But the realization that her pussy was utterly exposed to her brother's eyes, plus the sight of his Cock, sticking up fiercely from below his belly, gave rise to an erotic excitement which she couldn't control. Her pussy dripped wet and Adam couldn't help but grin as he watched it drip wetly and her cum soaked her pussylips.He leaned closer and placed his thumbs against the puffy outer layer of her pussylips which were covered by downy, golden-red curls. As he spread the tender lips open wide, all her juicy inner pinkness became exposed. He saw her cute clit sticking up, below it the tiny vent of her urethra, then the deepening recess of her cunt hole which was rosy and inviting. His cock ached to sink into her snatch.But there were other things to do with her first, he thought, and other things to see.He moved around beside her and worked a hand underneath her back so he could lower the zipper on her dress. She stared up at him, wide-eyed. She was making no sound now, and she wasn't moving. She felt utterly helpless.Opening the zipper down the back of her dress, Adam removed the garment all the way up to her armpits, exposing her firm, shapely boobs. Her nipples stood like pink towers on small circular bases. Adam grinned as he brushed his hand across the rubbery nubs, causing her tits to quiver."pancake, you're really wet!" he said.She tried to speak against the gag, but it was useless. All she could do was moan.Her gaze kept returning to his hard-on, which showed no sign of softening. In fact, the head seemed even swollen, if that was possible, and was now completely covered by gleaming moisture.He bent and snaked his tongue around one of her standing nipples. She shivered and tried to make herself believe that her response was due to revulsion. But she knew better. Excitement sizzled along her nerves. Her pussy was getting wetter by the minute, and the inner mouth of her cunt swells as it tried to stretch open wide.Adam basketed her tits between his hands, shoving her nipples together, and began to lick them all over. His restless tongue licked and suckled her tingling nipples, he clasped his warm, sucking lips around one nipple, then the other, and drew at them for long, pleasurable moments, enhancing his own excitement as he built up Zoey's despite her wish not to respond.Zoey lets out a strangled moan. His tongue was doing marvelous things to her tits as it glided back and forth, up and down, crossing and recrossing her hot, throbbing nipples. Again his lips clamped around one of the sensitive passion buds and sucked so delightfully.She writhed against the mattress, straining at her bonds. It was terribly humiliating to be spread out and tied, and to be treated as Adam was treating her, yet there was a perverse pleasure that flowed from it. Her cunt throbbed.Adam kissed downward along her body. He licked at her smooth, quivering tummy as she wriggled. Then his hand passed over the tuft of hair on her cunt mound and dipped between her open thighs, stroking up and down on her soft, wet gash.She tried desperately to block out the thrills that cascaded through her. But it was no use – she wanted and needed what Adam was doing. She wished he weren't the instrument, but he was young and handsome and male, and the effect was almost the same as Matthew would have aroused if he were with her.Adam's stroking of her wet, unfurled cuntlips caused his fingers to sink into the meaty softness. The inquisitive tip of his middle finger found the way which led deep into her body. Soon that finger was gliding smoothly in and out, fucking her hot, molten hole.Oh, no! Zoey thought. No!But her body throbbed wildly. It wanted to reach for a deeper, wider penetration. It was only by exerting the greatest possible effort that she managed to keep her hips from bobbing against her brother's lewd and incestuous finger strokes.His own excitement had now reached a pitch that he needed more and without wasting anymore time, Zoey's eyes widened still more as she watched him scramble between her thighs. Her skin burned where his turgid Cock slapped against her as he settled himself. She stared up at his face, which was so familiar yet seemed strange now.No… no… no! she thought. God, no!But there was nothing she could do to stop him.Emitting a short, animalistic growl, Adam pushed his cock down and nosed its tip into his step sister's pussy entrance.She moaned against the gag and strained at her bonds. He mustn't do this! she thought. He mustn't!But Adam seems to be in his own world as he plunged his thick and marvelously swollen cock into her hole until she had absorbed its entire length. He held the shaft deeply within her cunt for a few moments, and she stared up at him. The presence of his Cock in her felt exactly like it did with Matthew but it wasn't Matthew's face that was looking down at her.She jammed her eyes closed and tried to shut out the feel of her brother as she had blocked out the sight. But when he began to stroke his big, strong cock within her, pulling his cock back and forth. Thrusting it forward, up and down, she couldn't keep her own hips from not moving.Once her hips Started moving against her own volition, she was shrieking against the gag as her hot cunt drove up and down the slippery length of his shaft. The hair-covered lips of her pussy ground themselves into the coarse tendrils at the base of his cock. His balls slapped rhythmically against her asshole."Matthew… Matthew… Matthew…" she was saying into the gag, as she kept her eyes tightly closed in an effort to support the fantasy. But she knew this wasn't Matthew who was fucking her. It was her brother. Her own step brother!He moved faster, grunting. The rapid pumping of his full, firm Cock gave the nerve endings of her cunt and clitoris the complete measure of stimulation she had longed for ever since Matthew had gone away. Though she kept trying to make her mind blank, her effort were nothing and she couldn't help the surging orgasms and climax.The release was magnificent, as good as she had ever experienced with Matthew. It actually even better, because she had gone without satisfaction for so long and her need had become so intense.She vibrated and moaned.But then, as a blissful, warm relaxation came over her, Adam came. She felt his hot cum strike at the entrance of her womb, and this gave rise to a fresh wave of shock and shame.His semen!Shit, what if it makes me pregnant?My God! Oh, my God!She began to move anxiously against him, as if to throw him off. But this, of course, was impossible, since she was tied hand and foot. Her eyes blazed wildly. She made anguished sounds against the gag.Adam grinned and backed off her."Fuck Zoe, have always fantasied about this" he said. "I always knew you would be a hell cat in bed, Matthew's a lucky guy."She kept trying to speak, but he couldn't make out any of the words."I'll take the gag off," he offered, "if you'll promise not to yell."She nodded quickly.He reached around to the back of her head as she raised herself from the pillow. He unknotted the gag and tossed it to the floor."Ooh, Adam… Adam!" she moaned, tears coming to her eyes now. "That was awful! Oh, it was a terrible thing to do! What if I get pregnant?"He grinned. "Then old Matthew will have himself a mini pancake. But you enjoyed yourself, didn't you?""Let me up," she pleaded earnestly."You won't try to run out, will you?""No, of course not! Just let me go to the bathroom."Immediately he proceeded to untie her, and she got shakily to her feet. Her dress fell back, covering her. Her brain was reeling, and her legs would hardly support he, at first, but she managed to make it to the bathroom. She closed the door behind her, She felt a sickening sense of guilt, because she believed she had done something unspeakably evil.He might not be her blood but he still was her little brother. Step brother but still related.She had not only been untrue to Matthew, but she'd fucked her own step brother. If she hadn't climaxed, she might have avoided most of the blame, in her own mind, on the ground that Adam had bound her and had forced her to accept his cock. But her physical enjoyment of the act had closed this moral escape hatch, and she had to face the full brunt of shame.When she returned to the bedroom, he was stretched out on the bed, still naked. She didn't look at him at first. But she felt his eyes following her as she moved about, picking up her panties and the pillowcases he had used to bind and gag her."Tell me you didn't enjoy it just as much as I did then I'll apologize," he said."I thought it was terrible," she responded, "and I'll always hate you for doing it to me.""That's denial. I saw the look of desire on your face as you stared at me. I felt you cum under my fingertips" he scoffed.You're being a hypocrite right now for trying to appear the Victim Zoey. we're going to be together day and night. You'll admit the truth before long."Finally she faced him. "I want you to get out of here," she said. "And the way I feel right now, I never want to see you again.""Ha-ha," he said, smirking.Her eyes swept down his nude, handsome form. She couldn't seem to keep her gaze from returning to his crotch. Now his Cock was soft, and it seemed harmless, but she recalled how it had felt inside her cunt, and she shuddered, turning away."You're on protection, right?" he asked."What?""pills. Contraceptives. Have you got any?""Start taking them. Take one right now. If you're not on any, your pussy must have been collecting a lot of cobwebs since your owner wasn't here to fix you up""I will not!" Her eyes blazed with defiance."pancake, you're pissing me off," he warned."Don't call me pancake! And stop using those horrid words.""Looks like I'm going to have to tie you up again.""I won't let you," she declared, tensing herself and watching him warily. "I'll run.""You'll have to run mighty fast."She decided that he had gone mad. To her, there was no other explanation for his completely amoral attitude. It seemed clear that she would have to escape right away, if she was going to do it. She would have to run out of the apartment with nothing but the dress on her back. One of her friends in the building would give her refuge, she believed, and from their apartment she would be able to call the police.But if she were to do that, the whole story would come out. Her parents would hear about it. Matthew would find out, too. Oh God! she thought.As Adam got off the bed, she backed up slowly, her eyes on him every second. She didn't know which would be worse to let him catch her again and fuck her like he had before, or call the police and create a sandal. It was a difficult decision, and she hesitated for a few seconds.That slight delay took the decision out of her hands, for Adam lunged and caught her. He spun her around and tossed her onto the bed once more. Whimpering urgently, she tried to scramble away, but he was on her, holding her down and swinging astride her."Don't yell," he warned quickly, "or there'll be a bad scene. Think about it. You don't want people to come in here now."It was true. She didn't want that. She realized at least that the scandal would be even worse than what was happening. But to think that her step brother was treating her this way.She stared fearfully at his crotch as he sat obscenely atop her. His Cock curved forward, not hard but not completely soft, either. The hoselike, nozzled tool bore some drying traces of his sexual moisture and her own. The scent was strong in her nostrils, and it made her head light."I've got to get you over your high and mighty attitude, dear sis," he said. "You were always that way with me at home. You always knew best, and you bossed me around. Well, I'm the boss now, and I'm going to make you like it. The reason I can do that is because I've got what you need."He took hold of his cock and waved it at her...She closed her eyes. "Ooh, no! Noooh! Nooooh!"She felt him move, and she opened her eyes. She was shocked to see his crotch approaching her face, his Cock shaking and bobbing, his balls quivering as they hung down. 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