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USED BY MY STEPBROTHERS CindyI hated the idea of my mother getting married again. I voiced out my complaint on the issue several times but she just ignored me and went ahead with the marriage.Now, I have two step brothers. Twins. Kelvin and Melvin. They were both huge and muscular. Tall and handsome. Kelvin was quite nonchalant while Melvin was the good guy. Girls fell for them at every turn including my own friends. It was quite annoying, but I never really blamed them cause damn, their bodies were hot. Their smiles and voices made matters even worse.We never really spoke even though we were now step siblings. I just preferred to avoid them.I was on my way to go see a friend, on a weekend and I realized I had forgotten a book she had asked me to bring over. I quickly rushed back home to get it since I had not gotten far. I hurriedly fled over the stairs on my way to my room but immediately stopped in my tracks at the sight I accidentally caught through my brothers’ window. Mel

USED BY MY STEPBROTHERS 3.He rubbed my clitoris with his thumb, as Melvin went to hold my hands up above my head. once again rendering me helpless. I wanted so badly to dig my hands in Kelvin's hair.He kept fingering me passionately, roughly like he enjoyed it. Like it was one of his best things to do. He brings his finger to my mouth and I lick it, tasting mine and Melvin's release.“Such a bad little princess” He hissed at me but it sounded like praise to me. He inserts two fingers into my pussy once again, as he takes out some of my pussy cream and rubs it on his dick. I finally got to see his dick properly and gasped at how big it was. It was bigger and longer than Kelvin's. My core tightened at the thought of how his length would actually fit in. I've never had anything like that. “Relax princess, it'll fit in, trust me.” He puts the cap in and I gasp, feeling him stretch out my walls and then, without warning, he thrusts deep inside me.I couldn't control myself as tears t

USED BY MY STEPBROTHERS 5 I reached their door and pondered if I should knock or not, but decided not to. As soon as I opened the door, Kelvin quickly dashed towards me. Pulling me in he slammed the door shut with a thud that echoed through the apartment, and locked the door. He was on me in seconds. His hands were rough. He gripped my arms as he pinned me against the wall. The wood was cold and smooth against my back, a stark contrast to the heat of his body pressing into mine. He kissed me hard, his lips demanding, tasting of mint, and the chips we had earlier. His tongue invaded my mouth furiously, tangling with mine, and I moaned loudly, the sound vibrating between us. I grabbed a fistful of his thick hair, pulling him closer, inhaling his fragrant scent mixed with his insanely intoxicating cologne.  He broke the kiss with a growl, his breath hot against my ear, “Y

MY MOTHER'S BESTIE  The aroma of Chardonnay filled the air in his office, seeping out into the living room like it's trying to lure me in.  Five of Steven 's friends sit around in his office, glasses in their hands, ice clicking in them. They're laughing about some sweet business transaction that they had managed to get, when I walked in barefooted, carrying a fresh bottle of Chardonnay in a tray.  I've been yearning for my uncle's dick for two whole months. Two months of dressing in tiny bum shorts that barely covered up my ass when I reached for the top of the cupboard or when I bent even a little forward. Two months of accidentally leaving my room door open while I changed just because I wanted him to get a glimpse of my curves, to want me the way I wanted him. Two months of rubbing my clit at night while his voice reverberated through the w

 RIDING MY CRIMINAL. Ash.My friends said I was too soft for the badge. My ex, Kelvin, laughed when I graduated from the academy. Kelvin was a competent CEO by day, but having been with him so long, I've known he had other illegal side hustles.  Tonight, I had a point to prove, and I was going to shut them all up. Every single person who ever doubted me.  I kicked his back door open, my gun held out in front of me. The house was silent smelling of his unique cologne.  I followed the sound of running water to the master suite. The steam was thick. I pushed the bathroom door open with my boot.  The shower stopped, Kelvin stepped out, a single white towel wrapped around his waist.  Water dripped down his chest, over the dark, intricate tattoos that covered his muscular arms and ribs.  I didn't lower