All Chapters of Dangerous Pleasures: Chapter 1661 - Chapter 1670

******Sam's stepfather shares her body with his friends.This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Enjoy.******The next morning, Sam woke up with her body pulsing. Buck and Frank were coming over and she was scared of what that meant, she was already sore all over. Her step-father's cum was crusted all over her body. He'd cum all over her face more than once the day before, and she hadn't been allowed to clean it off. And he'd filled her pussy and her asshole with it, she could still feel the crusted, sticky mess oozing from her holes even after a night of sleep.Dennis burst through Sam's bedroom door, it banged on

Buck pulled out with a ragged groan and before Sam could even blink, Frank had flipped her over and had her on her hands and knees. "Alright, it's my fucking turn." He said, sounding angry. The two loads of cum that filled her pussy oozed own, dripping down her thighs in thick globs.Frank held her hips roughly fucking her from behind with punishing speed. Sam hated herself, but the drugs had made the cock stretching her asshole feel so good and she was worried she might cum while these men used her for a third time. But Frank kept going and going, the pressure kept building. Sam's head started to feel a little full and fuzzy, her vision blurred and her arms grew weak before they finally gave out and she came hard, her pussy clenching on nothing. "You cumming with a cock in your ass?" Frank asked with a ragged laugh. Sam's top half crumpled to the carpet even as he held her hips up, rutting into her with snarling grunts as he finally came, spurting his cum deep in her bowels with a ro

I suddenly wished I had taken a cold shower, because I was growing more horny. Despite my panties being already soaked, I could feel the juice trickling from the labia, the wet cloth bunching between my legs, making me shiver as it teased my clitoris. I laid on the bed, hoping I was exhausted enough to just go to sleep. I knew that I couldn't just will myself to slumber, but it wouldn't hurt to try. This was a mistake, because the more I tried to turn the mind off, the more it wandered to unexpected places. I thought of my stepdaughter. The first thing I saw in my mind's eye was her as a young girl, and a smile ran across my face as I saw Patti riding her tricycle in our front yard. But just as quickly as the memories started, they morphed to thoughts of the ride home from the airport. Whether or not it actually happened, I recalled how her breasts heaved, stiff nipples straining against the blouse. I tried to cut off those thoughts, or at least change them to something less "dirty."

"Well, mom," she said, getting up, "when you're ready to have someone help you get off, I'll be here." Walking away, flirtingly swaying almost with a haughty flair. After she turned around to head upstairs I licked my lips. Damn I wanted to put my lips on that ass. And I wanted to tell her to kiss my ass...Literally. As an afterthought I yelled upstairs "Feel free to use my treadmill anytime." I don't know if I was just being generous or wanted to see sweat drip from her body. I know I wanted to see juice dripping down her thighs. "Or any of my other equipment," realizing how that sounded to a woman that got wet as quickly (and probably as often) as her mom did. I kept fighting my desire to yank her by the arm up to one of the bedrooms upstairs. It could have been in any one of them. Maybe in one of the rooms not used by anyone would be a good neutral place to get it on with Patti. Maybe when I was ready. So many maybes. I wished I would make up my mind. This need would not give up. T

I had dreamed, but I just smiled weakly, as my dream was more akin to some of the fantasies I'd had on the drive through the town. I dreamt I was laying with grandma, both of us fondling each other. I realized there was a huge damp spot between my legs. I told Mima I would be into the kitchen shortly. I put on the tightest pair of jeans I had and a shirt that was as tight as the one grandma had worn to the station."Okay dearie. You go ahead and change your underwear, though it's really not necessary. They're mostly clean," she laughed and walked out. I felt myself turn red before I began wondering how she knew I had gotten my panties wet. But, I thought, she was right. There shouldn't be any untoward odor. She sort of liked the warm feeling of having cum in her pants when she dreamt of grandma, even though she swore she would never act on those fantasies. What she would do if Mima did the acting she didn't know. She wondered if the woman wore "grannie panties" or the same clingy styl