Semua Bab WET DESIRES (A COLLECTION OF EROTIC STORIES) : Bab 61 - Bab 70

My lustful stepbrother 5The ex showed up on a Friday night, banging on the front door like she owned the place. I was upstairs in my room, fresh from a shower, towel wrapped around me. Jax had been out all day at the shop with Rick, leaving me to stew in my own mess—his cum from that morning still a faint ache between my legs. The pounding echoed through the house, followed by a woman's voice, slurred and pissed. "Jax! Open the fuck up! I know you're in there!"Mom and Rick were out for date night, so it was just me. But then I heard the garage door rumble—Jax home. I peeked from the stairs, heart racing. She was hot in a trashy way: tight jeans, crop top showing off tattoos that matched his, blonde hair messy from whatever bar she'd crawled out of. Lena, I remembered him calling her once.Jax opened the door, blocking her. "What the hell, Lena? Go home."She pushed past him, stumbling in. "Missed you, baby. Heard you got a new family toy." Her eyes landed on me at the top of the stai

My lustful stepbrother 7The pregnancy scare faded, but it changed everything. Jax got obsessed with breeding me for real. Every fuck ended with him deep inside my pussy, holding still while he came, whispering about our future kid. "Gonna watch you grow, sis. Hide it from them till we can't." I'd come harder at the thought, my body craving the risk. We got careless. Fucks in the kitchen quickies, garage sessions that left me marked with grease and cum. Even in the living room once, bent over the armrest while Mom napped upstairs.That weekend, Mom and Rick planned a trip. "Just overnight," Mom said, packing bags. "You two behave." Jax smirked behind her, hand brushing my ass when she turned. As soon as their car pulled out, he dragged me to the couch. "Finally alone. Gonna breed you all night."He stripped me slow, clothes tossed on the floor. Pushed me down naked, his mouth on my tits first. Sucked hard, biting nipples till they swelled red. "These'll feed our baby," he growled, han

Uncle's forbidden touch 2I couldn't sleep that first night back. The collar around my neck felt like a constant reminder, cool metal pressing into my skin every time I shifted under the sheets. Uncle Vance's cum had dried sticky on my belly, and my pussy still ached from his rough fuck. I touched myself thinking about it, fingers circling my clit slow, but stopped before I came. It felt wrong without him.The clock hit 2 a.m. when my door creaked open. He slipped in silent, like a shadow. "Up, niece. Time for your lesson."I sat up, heart racing. "What lesson?"He didn't answer. Grabbed my wrist, yanked me out of bed. I was naked already—his rule from earlier. He dragged me down the dark halls, my bare feet cold on the marble. The mansion was quiet, staff asleep. We reached the library, huge room with bookshelves to the ceiling, chandelier dim and glowing.He flicked a switch, soft light spilling down. Locked the door behind us. "Strip if you weren't already. Wait, you are. Good slut

Uncle's forbidden touch 4The reunion hit like a storm. Cars lined the drive, relatives pouring in with hugs and loud laughs. Aunts pinched my cheeks, uncles slapped backs, cousins eyed me up like fresh meat. I wore a sundress Uncle picked—short, thin fabric that hugged my tits and ass. No panties, his rule. The collar hid under a scarf, but I felt it choke light when I swallowed. His cum from the pool still leaked a bit, sticky reminder between my legs.Mid-morning toast in the grand hall. Champagne flutes clinked, everyone chatting bullshit family stories. Uncle stood close, his hand brushing my lower back. Heat radiated from him. As the toast dragged, he leaned in. "Cellar. Now, you dirty niece."My pulse jumped. "But... everyone."He grabbed my arm hard, steering me out quiet. Down the back stairs to the wine cellar. Cool, dim, racks of bottles everywhere. Door shut, locked. He hiked my dress to my waist, exposing my bare pussy. Fingers dove right in, two slamming deep into my wet

Uncle's forbidden touch 6The passages left me raw. Knees scraped from crawling, pussy and ass leaking Uncle's cum like a filthy trail. I showered quick that morning, but the dust lingered in my mind, gritty reminder of how low he'd made me go. The collar chafed, hidden under a high-neck top for the lingering relatives. Breakfast was chaos—leftovers from the reunion, aunts gossiping, uncles nursing hangovers. Liam sat across from me, eyes boring holes. He'd seen too much yesterday, heard the weirdness in the cellar. His foot nudged mine under the table, not playful. Possessive.Uncle Vance noticed. His jaw tightened, hand fisting his coffee mug. "Niece, help me in my room after. Paperwork."I nodded, heat pooling low. Liam smirked. "I can help too, cuz. Family bonding."Uncle's eyes darkened. "No. Just her."Tension crackled. After plates cleared, Uncle dragged me upstairs, door slamming. "That little shit's pushing. Thinks he can touch what's mine."He shoved me onto the bed, dress h