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FUCKED BY MY BROTHER’S BESTFRIEND 2

CHAPTER TWOMAYAHe growled against my cunt and shoved a third finger in. The stretch made my vision blur. He fucked me with those three fingers while his tongue worked my clit without mercy. My whole body locked up. The orgasm hit like a punch. I screamed. I came.Hard.Like…seeing -stars,choking on my own breath,crying-because it hurt and felt so good. My pussy clamped down hard around his fingers and pulsed, squirting against his mouth. Fluid ran down his chin and onto the counter. I was crying from how good it felt, shaking so hard the counter edge dug into my assI couldn’t even speak.I couldn’t think.I was wrecked. And he was still going.All I could do was sit there with my thighs spread and my cunt twitching around his hand while he licked me clean.“Look at that,” he murmured against me,licking up every drop like he wanted to keep it. “Fucking soaking the counter for me. Dripping like your pussy was begging for my tongue. You’ve been wanting this,haven’t you, little whore

Last Updated : 2026-09-21

FUCKED BY MY BROTHER’S BESTFRIEND 3

CHAPTER 3MAYAHis cock, still wet from my mouth, lined up with my dripping hole. He didn’t wait. He slapped it against my bare cunt a few times, the wet smacks loud. Then he bent his knees, lined up, and drove into me in one hard thrust.My cunt stretched wide around him.Too wide,too fucking much. I screamed. The sound echoed off the kitchen walls. He started fucking me deep and rough, the wet slap of his hips against my thighs loud and filthy. I was dripping wet but it didn’t matter—he was massive. I felt every inch of him splitting me open,pressing past every wall I didn’t even know I had. My pierced nipples bounced with every thrust. Spit and tears still covered my face. My brother’s best friend was buried inside me, using me exactly the way I had begged him to.“This is what you wanted,” he growled. “Your brother’s best friend destroying this tight little cunt while he’s gone.”He didn’t slow down.He didn’t pause.He fucked me hard.“Fuck you’re so fucking tight? squeezing me l

Last Updated : 2026-09-22

FUCKED BY MY BROTHER’S BEST FRIEND 4

CHAPTER FOURMAYAHe thrust harder. The head of his cock slapped my lips and chin over and over. I kept my mouth open and let him use both my tits and my tongue at the same time. Oil and spit ran down my chest in shiny trails that mixed with the earlier cum still drying on my skin.“Ahh… nnnh… Jake…”My moans came out broken and real. I squeezed tighter and moved faster. My arms burned but I did not stop. The wet sounds, the smell of oil and sex, the taste of him on my tongue, the heavy full feeling still lingering in my cunt — all of it stacked until my head felt soft and empty.Jake’s breathing turned harsh. His hands left my breasts and grabbed the back of my head, pushing my face down so more of his cock slid between my lips on every stroke. I sucked the tip whenever it appeared. My tongue worked the underside. The taste of him mixed with the oil was thick and constant.He pushed deep one last time and held still. His cock pulsed hard between my breasts. Thick ropes of cum shot acr

Last Updated : 2026-09-22

FUCKED BY MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND 5

CHAPTER FIVEMAYABefore it could hit, Jake sat up, wrapped his arms around me, and flipped us. I landed on my stomach. He pulled my hips up so I was on my knees, ass in the air, face pressed into the pillow.He shoved back into my cunt from behind in one hard thrust.“Ahhh—!”The new angle was deeper. He started fucking me doggy style, hard and steady. His hips slammed against my ass. The wet sound was filthy. Every thrust forced a broken moan out of me. My tits swung under me. Fresh cum and oil dripped from my cunt down my thighs.“Take it,” he growled. “This is what you asked for.”I pushed back to meet every thrust. My fingers dug into the sheets. The stretch burned in the best way. I was completely open for him. No shame left. Just the need to be used.He fucked me like that until my arms gave out. I collapsed flat on the bed. He followed me down, still buried inside me, and kept thrusting short and deep. His weight pinned me. His breath was hot on the back of my neck.After a whi

Last Updated : 2026-09-22

FUCKED BY MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND 6

CHAPTER SIXMAYADamn! If we were pornstars we would have made so much money off this sex escapade.He groaned again as my cunt squeezed him. The sound went straight through me.“That’s it. Milk my cock. Show me how much you need it.”I came hard against the wall, body locking up, a loud broken cry tearing out of my throat. My cunt pulsed and squeezed him while more fluid ran down between us. Jake fucked me through it without slowing down. The wet sounds got louder and filthier.When the shaking slowed he carried me back to the bed still buried inside me. He dropped me onto my back and stayed between my legs. He hooked his arms under my knees and pushed them up toward my chest, folding me open. Then he started slamming into me again, hard and steady.“Nnnh… fuck… Jake…”The position left me completely exposed. I could do nothing but take it. Every thrust forced the air out of my lungs. My tits bounced with the impact. Fresh cum and oil smeared across my stomach and the sheets.Jake le

Last Updated : 2026-09-23

BENT OVER THE PULPIT

1.GRACE I have sung in this church since I was a child. Now I lead the choir.The church stands at the edge of the village. Stone walls. High windows. The smell of old wood and candle wax never leaves it. My parents believe every word that comes from the pulpit. They call Pastor Hale a man of God. They say he is pure. They say he keeps us all on the path of righteousness.I have watched him for two years.He is tall. Broad in the shoulders. Dark hair that falls a little too long for a man of the cloth. His face is sharp and fine. When he speaks, the whole church goes still. The women in the front pews lower their eyes. The men nod. My mother squeezes my father’s hand.I keep my eyes on him.Today the sermon is about purity. Pastor Hale stands behind the pulpit in his black coat. His hands rest on the wood. His eyes move slowly over the congregation.“The body is a temple,” he says. His voice is low and steady. “Any touch that is not holy is a stain. Any desire that rises without the

Last Updated : 2026-09-24

BENT OVER THE PULPIT 2

2.GRACEI am the only child.That is the first thing anyone in the village says about me. Grace, the only daughter of Evangelist Samuel and Martha. Raised on scripture and silence. My parents believe a girl’s body is a closed gate until a husband opens it. They have told me this since I was old enough to understand words.Every morning is the same.Rise before the sun.Kneel for devotion.Read the verses my father chooses.Listen while my mother repeats the rules.Stay away from boys.Keep your eyes down.Keep your hands to yourself.Keep your thoughts clean.I have never kept my thoughts clean.I lost my virginity two summers ago behind the old mill to a boy who left the village before harvest. It was quick and clumsy and it hurt, but I did not stop him. After he left I learned how to use my own fingers from watching porn.I learned how to bite the pillow so no one in the next room would hear. My mother wakes me before sunrise.“Grace. Devotion.”I ran downstairs ,my father already

Last Updated : 2026-09-24

BENT OVER THE PULPIT 3

3.GRACE“Grace. Get out of bed now. We are leaving after devotion. Your aunt is unwell. We will stay with her for a while and return back in the evening”The words hit me like cold water.I’m supposed to meet pastor Hale tonight.Tonight I was supposed to see what his cock looks like.“Mom I…”“No arguments. Dress and come downstairs.”I got ready sluggishly and also on time. I follow her out of the house with my stomach tight. The whole journey I keep thinking about the thick shape I saw in his trousers. I keep thinking about how it would feel in my hand, in my mouth, inside me. The disappointment sits heavy and hot between my legs.We got home very lat. It is far too late to go to the church. I go straight to my room, lay on my bed. I was tired as fuck. My pussy was aching, angry that I missed the night he told me to come.It’s Saturday and I woke up pretty late than usual. My mom probably left me to sleep this long because of our journey the previous day. I quickly showered,did a

Last Updated : 2026-09-25

BENT OVER THE PULPIT 4

4.GRACEHis fingers are still wrapped around my wrist. His question hangs in the dark between us.I try to pull free. He does not let go. The smell of sex is still strong on his skin. I can feel the heat coming off his body.“Why?” My voice comes out rough. “Why are you fucking a married woman? You stand in that pulpit every Sunday and talk about purity. Then you bend someone’s wife over a table in the back of the church?”He looks at me for a long second. “Are you jealous?.”Of course it’s jealousy. “No I’m not”His grip tightens. “You didn’t come when I told you to.”“I went out of town with my Mom.”His voice stays flat. “Nothing should have stopped you from getting this dick. You know we need to conquer that burning desire we both feel.”He pushed me back against the cold wall. One knee forces my thighs apart. His free hand shoves under my skirts and finds the soaked pant. He pressed my pussy hard. I gasped.“Fuck. You’re dripping. This greedy little cunt doesn’t care that I wa

Last Updated : 2026-09-26

BENT OVER THE PULPIT 5

5.GRACESunday morning I stand in front of the small mirror in my room and pull on the new dress my mother bought me last month. It is long and fitted. It follows the shape of my waist and hips. The neckline sits lower than anything else I own. When I lean forward a little, the tops of my breasts show. I know my mother would make me change if she saw too much skin, so I pin a thin shawl across my chest before I go downstairs.She looks me over once and nods. “Modest enough. Come. We will be late.”At church I take my place with the choir. Pastor Hale walks in and the room settles. I keep my eyes on the music, but twice my gaze drifts to the married woman who sits three pews from the front. She looks calm. Ordinary. I look at the corridor that leads to the storage room and wonder how many other women have been bent over that table. How many have left with his cum running down their thighs.My voice stays clear when we sing. People always say it sounds like an angel. Today the words ta

Last Updated : 2026-09-28

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