Stepsister Caught Me の小説・ストーリー

Curiosity got the better of me and I lifted the lid as carefully as possible using all the strength in me and to my greatest surprise, I saw a staircase. There's no way in hell I wasn't going down there. I silently walked down the stairs and could already hear some voices but the determination didn't waver. I came face to face with a few students and I could make out their faces due to how illuminated the room was, it even had a huge flat screen television. All the faces were unfamiliar except one, I'd seen it in a video I was never going to forget. The handjob video, it was Stephan. There was a teacher in front and two other students faced him, thereby having their backs to me.

Ten minutes. As I moved to get some things, my eyes fell on the card again. On Stephanie's mocking message. She had won. She had forced my hand, forced me back to Moonstone exactly when she wanted me there. I was walking right into her trap. But at least I wouldn't be walking alone.

Devon told Stephanie. “I will get in trouble.” Stephanie sounded scared, but I didn’t let it affect me. “If you don’t do it, I will make sure you will lose your internship and never be able to work in this field again.” “What if I get caught?” Stephanie still seemed hesitant. “Don’t worry, I will have my brother delete monitoring.” The screen changed, revealing Stephanie at my computer, taking the flash drive from my desk, but the angle didn’t allow me to see what she was doing on the computer. Even without seeing it, I already knew. After the video ended, two more security guards entered, dragging in another man.

The tray slipped from her hands. The hot tea and medicine flew toward Emma. The maid gasped. “Mrs. Blackwood!” Everything happened in seconds. Damien stepped forward instinctively. He wrapped one arm around Emma’s waist and pulled her against his chest. The tray crashed onto the floor where she had been standing moments earlier. Crash! The room fell silent. Emma’s heart raced. She looked up. She was standing in Damien’s arms. His hand remained firmly around her waist. The frightened maid dropped to her knees.

"But if I get caught having sexual contact with a student I could go to prison. I'm not willing to go to prison over this." "Yeah, but I'm not going to say that," Kai told her. He could tell she was trying not to let her relief show too boldly on her face—but she was relieved as hell. "What you are going to do is take off your top and your bra and let me take a picture of your face and tits right now. Because if you don't do it, I'll post the video. If you do it, you have my word that I will keep the photo and the video to myself."

I'll never be her's and she'll never be mine. "Amber, as bad as I actually want you… it can never happen." I sigh. "What do you mean?" She questions, sounding confused as she breaks free from my grasp. "You're my step-sister." I say, stating the obvious reason. "And?" She says, her voice cracking in the process. "We can fuck. But we can't be anything serious, it wouldn't look right." I say, looking down at her as I study her reaction.

“Then stop teasing and make me come already.” He dropped to his knees right there on the gym floor, yanking my shorts down. His mouth was on me in seconds. I threaded my fingers through his dark hair, trying not to cry out as he took me deep, throat working around me. The sight of my serious, bad-boy stepbrother on his knees for me was almost enough to finish me off. “Fuck, Liam… I’m close…”

He pulled out his slimy cock from my pussy and mercilessly drove his raging hard-on into my ass. “Please no!” I pleaded as I felt his cock deep inside my bowels. “No one has ever done that to me. Please don’t... stop.” I whined as he began to thrust. His balls were slapping my cunt as his shaft began to slide in and out of my tight asshole. “I warned you not to speak twice already,” he said. “Now you have to pay for your stupidity and disobedience.” “But... but I’m your best friend's stepmom. How can you treat me like this?” I asked, turning to look at him.

My heart slammed against my ribs as I raced after her, adrenaline surging, my vision narrowing to nothing but her falling figure. I wasn’t going to make it. I knew it. And that realization hit harder than anything else. But just before she could hit the bottom— A figure moved. Fast. Caden. He had been standing at the base of the staircase, probably drawn by the noise, and in the span of a heartbeat, he stepped forward, arms outstretched. He caught her. Just in time. Steph crashed into him, the force of it nearly knocking them both off balance, but he held on, tightening his grip as he staggered back a step to steady them.

I feel my legs shake as I drag my feet forward, moving around the couch, which is probably not a brilliant choice considering how fearful she looks right now– I should stay away, not draw closer. "Mom…" I start, trying to put words together, but how do I explain to her? What do I even say? Oh, I’m sorry you had to see that. I just happened to have been fucking around with my best friend, who also happens to be your stepson. No qualms, though.