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Helen left for her sister’s at six on Friday with a tote bag and a kiss on Grant’s mouth that landed on the same mouth I had come on two days ago.“Be good,” she told me.I said I would.The door shut. The garage went down. The house became a held breath.Grant stood in the hall with his keys still in his hand like he might follow her.“You should go back to school,” he said.“You should not have locked the office door.”He dropped the keys in the bowl. The sound was small and final.We did not go to the kitchen. We did not go to my room. I walked up the stairs and past my door and stopped at theirs.Helen’s perfume lived in that carpet. A framed picture on the dresser. The two of them on a dock. His wedding band in the photo matched the one on his hand.I looked at him.“If you say last time again I am going to scream.”He came in and shut the door. He locked this one. I heard it in my teeth.I sat on their bed.The mattress gave the way an expensive mattress gives. I put my palm on

Last Updated : 2026-09-28

483. Cumming inside me

“Claire—”“Stay.”He tried to lift me. I would not let him. I clenched down and said it again, stay, and he broke.He came inside me with a sound he put into my mouth.Hot. Deep. Pulse after pulse. I kept him there until it was done. Until I could feel it start to leak around him. Until the room was only our breathing and the click of the cooling vent.We sat like that on their bed.His heartbeat against mine. His come sliding out of me onto her sheet.He looked at the wet spot like it might speak.“That was stupid,” he said.“I bought the plan on Thursday.”He closed his eyes. His hands were still on my back. He did not take them off.I lifted off him slow. I felt the empty. I felt the run of it down my thigh. I stood up because if I stayed on that bed I was going to ask for something I did not have language for.He followed me.Not to my room. To their bathroom.White tile. Two sinks. Her products lined up like little soldiers. He turned the shower on. We got in because we were a me

Last Updated : 2026-09-29

484. Two fingers in my pussy

ClaireI went back to school on Sunday night like a person who had a life.Helen hugged me in the driveway. Grant carried my bag to the car and did not touch me. His hand on the trunk was steady. Mine was not. I drove four hours with the mark on my breast still dark under my shirt and his come washed off and still somehow not gone.Monday was classes. Tuesday was a lab I did not hear. Wednesday my roommate, Dana, left for her sister’s wedding and taped a note to the fridge that said *don’t burn the place down, back Sunday.*I texted the office line from a number he would not have saved.*Dana’s gone. 4C. If you don’t come I will book another dead woman.*He did not answer.At 9:40 that night someone knocked once.I opened the door in a tank top and sleep shorts and Grant was standing in my hallway with his coat still on and rain in his hair and the look of a man who had driven past three exits trying not to take the fourth.“This is a bad idea,” he said.“Come in.”He came in.My apar

Last Updated : 2026-10-07

485. Riding his dick

We did it like that. Me on top. Him sitting. The frame tapping the wall in a rhythm I could not hide. I rode him until my thighs burned and the wet sound of it filled the little room. He held my ass and let me set it and then he stopped letting me and fucked up into me hard enough that I had to bite his shoulder to stay quiet.I came with my forehead on his and my hand fisted in his shirt. He did not come. He lifted me off, turned me onto my hands and knees on the narrow bed, and pushed back in from behind. The new angle punched the air out of me. One of my hands slipped off the edge. He hauled me back by the hip and kept going, deep, the head of him hitting the place that made my vision go thin.A key scraped in the lock.We froze.Dana’s key. Dana who was supposed to be at a wedding.The lock stuck the way it always stuck. She swore on the other side of the door. Grant was buried in me. I could feel his pulse. I could feel mine. The key tried again.“Closet,” I whispered.He pulled

Last Updated : 2026-10-08

486. Riding My Dick

GrantI told Helen I would drive Claire to the station.Thanksgiving had been plates and a game nobody watched and Claire sitting across from me in a sweater that hid the mark I had put on her three weeks ago. She passed the potatoes. She laughed at her mother’s story. Under the table her bare foot found my ankle once and stayed there until I had to shift like a man with a cramp.Helen kissed her at the door. “Text me when you’re on the train.”“I will.”I put her bag in the trunk. I did not look at Helen when I got in the car. If I looked I would have turned the key and taken the long way to the station like a husband.I did not take the long way.I took the service road behind the old mill, the one that dead-ends at a gate and a stand of trees. I killed the engine. The tick of it was loud. Claire sat with her hands in her lap and watched the windshield fog at the edges.“You could have just dropped me,” she said.“I know.”“Helen is going to time the drive.”“I know that too.”I rea

Last Updated : 2026-10-09

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“Grant.”“I know.”She came again with her forehead on mine, shaking, her nails in my shoulders through the coat I had not taken off. I kept thrusting up into that tightness. I was close. I was past close. I should have pulled out. I had told myself in the driveway I would pull out.I did not.I came inside her with my teeth in her shoulder and my hand spread on her back and a groan I put into her skin. Pulse after pulse. She held me down on her and took it. The car smelled like sex and the pie and the cold.We stayed joined.My phone buzzed in the cup holder. Helen. I did not look.Claire lifted off me slow. I watched myself leave her. I watched it run down her thigh onto my back seat. She pulled her jeans up over it. I fixed my belt. My hands were not steady. Hers were.“Station,” she said.“Yeah.”I climbed back into the front. She did too. I started the engine. The heat came on and made it worse. I drove the rest of the way with both hands on the wheel and her silence in the passe

Last Updated : 2026-10-10

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We paid for the room in cash.Not his name. Not even mine. A motel off the highway with a soda machine that ate my dollar and a clerk who did not look up. Helen was at a conference until Sunday. Dana thought I was home. Grant had told the office he was sick. The lie had three moving parts and all of them held.Room 12. Ground floor. The bedspread was ugly. The AC rattled. I locked the door and the chain and turned around and he was already looking at me like the drive had cost him.“This is different,” I said.“I know.”No clock. No Helen in the next room. No roommate’s key. No movie. Just a bed we had bought for four hours and the sound of trucks on the road.He took his coat off. I took my dress off. We did not rush the way we rushed in bathrooms and cars. He sat on the edge of the mattress and pulled me between his knees and put his mouth on my stomach, then lower, then he laid me back and opened my legs and licked me like he had the time to learn it again.I came with my hand in h

Last Updated : 2026-10-12

Fucking my Stepbrother

Sienna;I was nineteen and stupidly horny for my stepbrother, Damien.The mansion felt too big, too empty with Mom and Dad gone on their month-long honeymoon in the Maldives. Just me, the hum of the air conditioning, and the kind of silence that made every creak of the floorboards sound like a secret. I’d come home from my first year of college two days ago, thinking I’d have the place to myself. Sleep late. Swim naked in the pool. Touch myself without worrying about thin walls.The moment he stepped into the marble foyer, the air shifted.I was halfway down the grand staircase in nothing but an oversized white t-shirt—his old t-shirt from years ago that I’d stolen from the laundry the last time he visited—when I heard the low rumble of his voice cursing at the driver. My bare feet froze on the cool marble. My heart slammed against my ribs like it wanted out.Damien.Seven years older. Six-foot-four of pure muscle and barely restrained violence. His black button-up was undone at the c

Last Updated : 2026-10-13

490. Bend you over the sink

Water cascaded down his body like liquid sin. Every inch of him was carved muscle—broad chest, ridged abs glistening, that sharp V-cut leading down to the most obscene cock I’d ever seen. It was thick. Brutally thick. Long enough that he had to use both hands to stroke it properly. The head was swollen, angry red, leaking precum that mixed with the water as he pumped his fist up and down in rough, punishing strokes. Heavy veins pulsed along the shaft. His balls were tight and full, swinging slightly with every brutal tug.His head was thrown back, water streaming over his sharp jaw and down the strong column of his throat. His eyes were closed, brows furrowed in concentration. One hand braced against the glass wall, the other working his massive dick like he was trying to punish it.“Such a tight little virgin pussy,” he rasped, voice thick with lust. “You’d stretch so fucking pretty around me, wouldn’t you, baby? Fuck… look at you watching me.”My knees buckled. I grabbed the doorfr

Last Updated : 2026-10-14

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My legs felt like jelly as I followed him through the dimly lit hallway, his broad back a wall of muscle moving with predatory grace. Every step made the oversized t-shirt brush against my soaked thighs, reminding me of how dripping wet I already was. *God, what the hell am I doing?* This was Damien—my stepbrother. The man who used to ignore me like I was furniture. Now his cum was still drying on my chin, and my pussy was throbbing so hard it ached with every heartbeat. I should’ve felt ashamed. Instead, all I felt was this burning, shameful need pooling low in my belly, making my clit pulse against the ruined fabric of my panties.He pushed open the door to the guest suite—the one he always used when he stayed here—and the second we were inside, he kicked it shut behind us. The click echoed like a gunshot. Before I could even catch my breath, he spun me around and pinned me against the wall, his massive body caging me in. One thick thigh shoved between my legs, pressing right up aga

Last Updated : 2026-10-15

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