Todos os capítulos de WET and Ruined( collection of short sweet stories) : Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Marcus (Stepfather) POVI was chained like an animal, wrists raw, watching the nightmare unfold in this godforsaken unfinished warehouse. My wife, Elena, sobbed uncontrollably beside me, convinced our daughter was being tortured. But I knew better. I had seen the way Annie’s body responded. The way her hips pushed back. The way her cries weren’t just pain.The huge fat leader—easily 350 pounds with a massive gut and thick, tree-trunk thighs—stood in front of my eighteen-year-old stepdaughter. His cock was already out, a monstrous 11-inch beast that looked obscene even soft. He unlocked her wrists with a click.“Since the little whore clearly loves it,” he growled, “we’ll let her hands free. She’s not going anywhere.”The second Annie’s hands were loose, the leader planted his massive bare foot between her ass and make her fall on all fours. His thick, dirty toes pressed right against her bare, puffy pussy. Annie whimpered and immediately lost balance, falling forward onto collap

Marcus POV Next is Anal sex…I stood there shaking, my cock still wet from filling Annie’s pussy. I had never seen anything like what came next. Anal sex? The thought had never crossed my mind in a real way. It was something from dirty videos I’d stumbled across years ago—something I dismissed as too extreme, too degrading. But now these six animals were circling my eighteen-year-old stepdaughter like wolves, and the leader was pointing at an old metal table in the corner of the warehouse.“Bend over the table, girl,” the leader ordered, his massive gut heaving. “Ass up. We’re going to break in that tiny virgin asshole.”Annie hesitated, legs trembling, cum still running down her thighs. Elena squeezed her eyes shut tight, sobbing loudly. “No more… please, God, no more… I can’t watch this.”I wanted to look away too, but I couldn’t. You will love it l….I promise the leader assured Annie and she nodded….Say Black if you can’t take it any longer… okay??? He whispered My eyes sta

The wind whipped past us as the motorcycle tore down the highway at well over 120 km/h. I had my arms wrapped tight around my stepson’s waist, my body molded against his back like we were one piece. My full breasts pressed firmly into him through the thin fabric of my summer top, the constant vibration of the powerful engine rumbling straight between my thighs and making my nipples harden against his leather jacket.God, I shouldn’t be doing this. But the thrill was already soaking my panties.I leaned in closer, resting my chin on his shoulder so my lips brushed the side of his neck. “Mmm, you feel so tense, baby,” I purred into his ear, my voice low and breathy, barely audible over the roar of the engine and the wind. “Is that because of me? Or because your cock is already rock hard from having your stepmom’s tits rubbing all over you?”He didn’t answer, but I felt his body stiffen. Perfect. I slid one hand slowly down his chest, then his stomach, teasing my fingers along the waist

I never thought my stepdad’s “special flexibility training” would turn into this.My name is Riley, and at eighteen, I was supposed to be focusing on making the elite cheer squad at college. My splits were decent, my backbends okay, but my contortion game? Non-existent. That’s why Mom suggested—well, more like demanded—that I let my stepdad, Marcus, handle my training. He used to be a professional contortionist and ballet instructor before he became the most respected (and hottest) coach in the city. Tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair always tied back and those intense green eyes that made my stomach flip even before he married Mom.And then there was Jax is assistant- my best friend since middle school. Tall, athletic, with messy blond hair and a cocky grin that got him into trouble. He’d been crashing my training sessions for the past two weeks, claiming he was “just spotting” me. I knew better. The way his eyes lingered on my body when I was bent in half wasn’t exactly fri

My body was still trembling, cum leaking down my thighs, when Marcus and Jax pulled me up from the mat like I weighed nothing. My legs felt like jelly, but the dark, hungry looks on their faces told me they weren’t even close to finished with me.“Time for the real contortion work,” Marcus said, voice thick with lust. He led me to the far corner of the studio where the ceiling harness hung from reinforced beams. The thick black straps and padded cuffs gleamed under the low lights. “You wanted to learn how to be truly flexible, baby. Tonight you’re going to get fucked upside down with your head on the ground.”I whimpered, pussy clenching at the thought.Jax adjusted the harness while Marcus stripped off the rest of his clothes, his massive cock still hard and slick from my ass. They worked together like they’d done this before—maybe they had fantasized about it. The thought made me even wetter.They fastened the wide cuffs around my ankles and thighs, then slowly lifted me. Blood rush