Chapter 53 STEPBROTHER FUCKS ME WHILE I SLEEP PART 2
'Fuck, I've wanted this for so long,' Jason groaned, sweat beading on his brow as he picked up the pace. His hips snapped forward, balls slapping against Emily's ass with obscene wet sounds. The force of it pushed her up the bed, her headboard thudding against the wall. 'Teasing me with your tits and ass, knowing how much I wanted you. Now you're mine.'
Emily could only sob as he used her body, tears and drool mixing on her cheeks. She'd never been filled like this, stretched wide around his thick shaft. Wetness gushed from her core, coating his cock and balls, but she couldn't bring herself to be embarrassed. This was the ultimate betrayal, her stepbrother fucking her like a bitch in heat. The knowledge thrilled her as much as it horrified.
Jason's eyes darkened with triumph, sweat beading on his brow as he fucked her harder, the bed creaking under them.
'That's it, stepsis. Give in. You want this cock owning your tight hole.' He released her wrists to grip her hips, lifting her slightly for deeper thrusts. Emily's hands clutched the sheets, her body rocking with his force. Emotions swirled—guilt, shame, but mostly a raw need. Her pussy fluttered around him, climax building unbidden. She whispered his name again, not in protest, but surrender, her nails digging into his back.
He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a bruising kiss, tongue invading like his cock. Emily kissed back hesitantly at first, then hungrily, tasting salt and desire. His hand slipped between them, fingers finding her clit and rubbing roughly. The dual assault shattered her—waves of pleasure crashing as she came, her pussy spasming, milking his cock.
'Fuck, yes—cum on your stepbrother's dick,' Jason grunted, his pace faltering.
But he didn't stop, driving through her orgasm, chasing his own. Emily's moans filled the room now, soft and needy, her body limp yet craving more. The dominance in his eyes, the way he claimed her—it fueled her submission, making her wetter, tighter. As he pounded deeper, growling her name, she wondered how far this night would go, her heart racing with equal parts fear and anticipation.
Emily's body still quivered from the aftershocks of her climax, her pussy clenching around Jason's thick cock as he drove into her with unyielding force. Sweat slicked their skin, the room heavy with the musky scent of sex and the wet sounds of his thrusts.
She lay there beneath him, chest heaving, her mind a whirlwind of guilt and lingering pleasure. This was her stepbrother now buried deep inside her, claiming her like she was his to break. Part of her wanted to push him away, to scream for help, but the heat pooling in her core silenced that voice, her submission creeping in like a drug.
Jason slowed for a moment, his breath ragged against her ear, but his eyes gleamed with dark intent. He wasn't done; she could feel it in the way his cock twitched inside her, still rock-hard and demanding more. Jason's pace slowed for a moment, but his eyes gleamed with dark intent. He wasn't done; she could feel it in the way his cock twitched inside her, still hard and demanding more.
'Not yet, stepsis,' he murmured, voice low and commanding. His hands gripped her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh hard enough to bruise. With a rough yank, he pulled out of her, leaving Emily's pussy gaping and aching.
She whimpered at the sudden emptiness, hips twitching up in a silent plea for him to fill her again. But Jason just chuckled darkly, his gaze raking over her naked body like a physical touch.
'Look at you, so desperate for your stepbrother's cock. I knew you were a slut, but this is beyond anything I imagined.'
Emily flushed at his crude words, but the heat pooling in her core only intensified. She'd never been spoken to like this before, treated like a mere object for his pleasure. Part of her recoiled, disgusted with herself for letting him use her this way. But a larger part craved more - the dark thrill of taboo, the power in his dominant touch. 'Please, Jason,' she whimpered, hating the need in her voice. 'I need you... I need you inside me again.'
He smirked at that, reaching down to rub his cock against her slick folds. Emily shuddered at the contact, her clit throbbing with renewed desire. She was so sensitive, every touch setting her nerve endings alight.
'Beg for it then, little stepsis,' Jason commanded, circling her entrance teasingly. 'Beg for your stepbrother's cock like a good girl.'
Emily bit her lip, torn between shame and lust. She knew this was wrong - that she should be pushing him away, not inviting him to violate her further. But the darkness in his eyes, the promise of pleasure if she submitted, was too tempting to resist.
'Please, Jason,' she whispered, voice raw with need. 'Fuck me again. Fill me up with your big cock... I want it so bad.'
Her words were met with a dark growl of approval, Jason's eyes flashing with possessive hunger. 'Good girl,' he praised, before slamming back inside her with one hard thrust. Emily cried out at the sudden intrusion, her back arching off the bed. But her walls welcomed him eagerly, clenching around his shaft as if to pull him deeper.
Jason set a brutal pace then, pounding into her harder than before. The bed shook with the force of his thrusts, headboard banging against the wall. Emily could only cling to him, fingernails scoring his back, as he used her body for his pleasure. Wet squelching noises filled the room, her pussy dripping arousal with every stroke.
'Yes, take it,' Jason snarled, hammering her G-spot with ruthless precision. 'This is what you wanted, isn't it? To be fucked by your own stepbrother until you can't walk straight.'