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Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1

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“Lower yourself slowly, baby. Let me watch that tight pussy stretch around your stepbrother’s big dick.” I gripped the base of his cock with one hand—it was so thick my fingers barely met—and lined him up with my soaked entrance. The head nudged my puffy lips open. I sank down inch by inch, gasping loudly as he stretched me open. “Oh my god… he’s so fucking big,” I moaned. The burn was intense and perfect, my walls fluttering and gripping every ridge and vein as I took him deeper than I thought possible. When my ass finally rested against his hips, I felt impossibly full, his cock buried to the hilt inside me.

The group chat notifications kept buzzing on multiple phones, but nobody cared anymore. The real action had arrived. I took Tyler deep into my throat first, gagging beautifully while stroking Ryan. Then switched, savoring the different tastes and thicknesses. Spit ran down my chin in long strings as I worshipped both new cocks with sloppy, enthusiastic devotion. Liam’s voice cut through the moans. “Tell them how much you need this, princess. Tell the new Daddies why you can’t stop craving gangbangs now.” I pulled off Tyler’s cock with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting my lips to his glistening head,

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With a face as recognizable as mine, it was only a matter of time before someone spotted me. A former fan took a video of me performing at the bar and posted it online, even though photography wasn't allowed there. Once the clip got out, everything spiraled out of control. "Jean Swisher's Fake Death" blew up on social media overnight. People were tagging Conrad left and right, begging him to track me down. The fans who used to call us the perfect couple were suddenly desperate to reunite us, until the more reasonable crowd stepped in and shut it down. "Just do this for me, okay? You two should meet one last time! All these old memories are hitting me out of nowhere!"

WARNING: THIS BOOK IS NOT SUITABLE FOR UNDER 18. IT CONTAINS MATURE AND SEXUALLY AROUSING CONTENT BETWEEN FIVE MEN AND A WOMAN. The spicy scenes are long and extra spicy. This book ended in a cliffhanger. I might write Book 2 when it has over 100k views. Thanks for all your support… *** Prologue I hate everyone around me, every single one of them. Not just because they hurt me though they did but because they enjoyed it.

The first finger pushed in and my spine arched. “Tight,” Rafa muttered, watching my face. “You spent all day talking shit and you’re this tight for me?” “Hate you,” I gritted out, even as I pushed down onto the finger. “Fucking hate—” A second finger stretched me open and the words died. He worked me with the same focused intensity he used on the pitch—scissoring, curling, finding the spot that made my cock jump against my stomach and leak a clear string onto my skin. I was panting, thighs trembling, hands fisted in the sheets.