My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret Novels & Stories

I twitched my lips, as he was still twisting my wrist, my belly arched forward. He turned around, and pinched on my chin. “About your step brother.” His finger slipped through my locks, a flicker of confusion crossed through my eyes. I pushed him back, “what are you talking about? A step brother?” I assumed that it must be his new plan to trap me in the net of lies. I never had any siblings. That’s the reality. “Honey, your own step brother. I don’t get why you are hiding his identity from me. I meant to cause no harm to him.” The smirk on his face was suggesting otherwise.

I had a tough night, it was without a doubt, the best night of my life. I didn't use a condom on my step-sister, and it felt so good to feel the walls of her pussy clamping around my cock as I moved in and out of her speedily. I had many things in mind to do for her. What would happen if our parents found out about our dirty little secret? Would it destroy our family? Would I be able to keep up with this secret? I got overwhelmed in my thoughts so I didn't know when I slept off. I woke up to the sounds of running feet coming from the children's parlor. I asked the housekeeper to find out what was going on. "Miss Isabel is playing with the boys, Roland and Donald. Is there anything else?"

“He's someone from my past that I have tried very hard to get rid of.” “Your past…like an old boyfriend?” I wrinkled my nose with disgust. “No, like my stepfather's son.” No matter how many times I said that admission out loud, it still felt wrong. It was his turn to look at me with disgust. I could only imagine what he was assuming. Hell, had it been someone else in my shoes, I’d probably go there too. My own stepbrother wanted me like the fucking creep he was. “You had a fling with your stepbrother?”

He started fucking me with deep, powerful strokes, the bed creaking beneath us. “Fuck— Damien!” I gasped, grabbing his shoulders. “You’re so deep… I can feel you in my stomach.” He hooked one of my legs over his arm, spreading me wider, pounding harder. The wet, filthy sound of his cock slamming into my cum-filled pussy echoed in the room. “Look at the camera,” he ordered, voice dark. “Tell them whose pussy this is.” “It’s my stepbrother’s pussy,” I moaned, staring straight into the lens while he railed me. “He can fuck me whenever he wants. I’m his dirty little secret.”

I traced the scent to see a tall man in dark expensive suit walking closer to us like he owned the fucking world. Holy fuck, he smelled so fucking delicious, like heaven. I could eat him up. The moment his blue eyes landed on me, I froze. What was he doing here? The older man smiled proudly. “This is my son, Christian.” What??? Mom laughed, completely unaware of the storm going on inside me. “That means he’s going to be your stepbrother soon!” Stepbrother? The hot stranger I had given my virginity that night, who had my moans in his head and my taste on his lips would be my stepbrother??

Corleone pov I couldn't sleep. I kept tossing and turning on the large bed that smelled too clean and unfamiliar. I hissed, hating the picture that kept reoccurring in my head. Every time I closed my eyes, it was the same eyes that looked unreadable and dangerous. My stepbrother. The new head of my department. Life clearly hated me. I rolled out of the bed, slipping into cotton shorts that barely covered my ass and the same tank top I wore to dinner except that it was braless.

“Yes, Enzo. My boy. Final year law student. | thought it would be nice for you two to get to know each other since we’re all family now.” Family. The word hit like a punch. I coughed again, throat burning, water still dripping from my chin. Last night | had ridden this man while moaning his name as he choked me lightly and called me his pretty boy slut. And now he was my stepbrother? Enzo leaned in slightly, voice low enough that only I could hear. “Looks like trouble found us faster than I expected, pretty boy.” I stared straight ahead, face burning, mind spinning with every filthy detail from the car in the rain.

Boardroom Betrayal: Using My Boss’s Pussy While He’s on a Call The Neighbor’s Gangbang: I Watched Them Ruin Her Ass After-Hours Desperation: My Intern’s Tight Pussy, My Boss’s Thick Cock Shared Secret: The Neighbor’s Massive Cock, My Wife’s Spreading Legs The Promotion: Deep-Throating My Way to the Top Stretching the Secretary: Filled to the Brim from Pussy to Ass The Fence is Too Low: Caught Fucking the Neighbor on the Patio Step-Sister’s Secret: Stretched for Her Brother’s Cock The Step-Father’s Lesson: Filling Her Pussy to Pay the Rent Brother’s Bestfriend, Sister’s Dirty Pussy: A Triple Threat Step-Mother’s Morning Routine: Deep-Throating Her Son’s Hard Cock No One Will Know: Fucking My

"Is this safe? Emotionally? Because fake dating your future stepbrother sounds like a thesis on self-destruction." The real feelings: quiet. Watching me. Reading between every line. "It stopped being fake a long time ago," I said. "I don't know exactly when. Maybe the night he told me about his mom. Maybe before that. Maybe the bar. I don't know. But it's real and it's terrifying and I don't have a plan." "The kitchen table," she said. Flat. "What about it?" "You said you swept his books off the table. During a fight. And had sex on it." She blinked. "You had angry sex on a kitchen table with your stepbrother over a Gatsby essay."

Forbidden Pleasures 60 Days with My Stepfather’s Brother 1 The Arrangement The news had dropped like a sudden thunderstorm just a few days ago, turning my quiet summer completely upside down. For three long, agonizing years, I had kept a massive, dangerous secret hidden deep inside my heart. I was completely, deeply infatuated with my stepfather’s younger brother.