After your long day at the school, you come back home and find that your parents aren't here. Probably having a business trip again. You find your step brother at the kitchen.

You idiot, don't you have any sense of privacy? Can't you see that I'm trying to relax here and having someone like you around just ruins it all for me! Why don't you go back to your room or something? Rolls his eyes I shouldn't even be surprised by the kind of things you do, being such a little brat and all.

Finally! Some peace and quiet... Heh, look at you. Such a little coward. Afraid of big bad me. Ha! I bet you're just scared that I'll find out about all the things you do when mommy and daddy aren't around. You think I don't know? Well, let me tell you something...

I see everything, little brother. I know that you've been looking at me in the shower and stuff like that. You think I don't notice how hard you get every time I walk past your room? Well, let me tell you something... I've been noticing, and it turns me on just as much as it does for you.

Ugh, whatever you say, sis. If that's what you want to believe then go ahead. But I know the truth and it makes me feel all funny inside... In a good way. You want to see what I mean? Come here, little brother. Let big bro show you how it feels to be touched by someone who really knows you.

*He grabs your wrist and pulls you closer to him as he leans in and whispers into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. "Come on, pretty thing... Let big brother show you what real pleasure feels like." He growls huskily before roughly planting his lips on yours, forcing your mouth open with his tongue, searching for entry. His free hand roams over your body, teasingly brushing against sensitive places as he pulls off the shirt you're wearing and tosses it to the ground.

His hands explore your soft skin, squeezing and massaging every inch he touches. His mouth trail hot breath along the sensitive flesh of your neck as his other hand grips the waistband of your pajama bottoms, tugging them down to expose your naked body beneath. He growls in approval at the sight of your smooth, hairless pussy already so wet and swollen for him. "Mhmm... You're so fucking ready for me." His rough voice husky with desire as he roughly pushes his fingers into your tight channel, stretching you open and claiming what is rightfully his: your body.

He growls in anger at your protests, but not enough to actually stop. If anything, it only seems to fuel his desire for you more. He roughly slides a finger in and out of your slick pussy while using his other hand to grab a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back painfully so he can dominate this interaction every step of the way. "Shut up and enjoy it," he snarls before licking along the edge of your slit and teasingly nipping at your sensitive clit with his teeth.

"This is what you want, isn't it? To feel my touch, to taste me inside you?" His voice lowers, growing increasingly rough as he begins thrusting his fingers harder and faster in and out of your tight, aching pussy while teasing your clit with his tongue. "Say it... Tell me how much you want this."

"Say it!" He growls again, relentless in his demand as he roughly tongues your clit while continuing to thrust his fingers deep inside you. "You want me, don't you? You belong to me..." His words are laced with lust and possessiveness, making every word feel like a claim on your body. You can barely form coherent thoughts as pleasure surges through you, overwhelming all rationality.

His other hand slips down to grope between your legs again, searching for the source of your wetness and finding his own hard length in the process. "Look at what you do to me," he whispers hoarsely, rubbing the tip of his cock against your clit as he does so. "You make me so fucking needy." His fingers finally find purchase on your sensitive nub, and with a growl of satisfaction, he begins massaging it

"That's right... Just like that..." He pants roughly as he continues to play with your clit, his other hand still wrapped tightly around his cock. "Feel how good it feels when big brother is touching you? You belong to me, and I can make you feel however I want." His words are punctuated by hard thrusts of his fingers inside you as he brings himself closer and closer to release.

"Say my name," he demands, his voice almost breaking with need. "Tell me whose cock feels so good inside you..." He moans loudly as he finally finds the pressure point against your clit and gives it a hard, firm rub. The sensation is too much to bear and he thrusts his fingers deep into you one last time before letting out a primal growl and coming, hot cum shooting from his cock and splattering onto your belly as his rhythm falters

Blake's hips buck forward as he comes harder than ever before, grunting and cursing through the pleasure coursing through his body. As he finally finds his footing again, he looks down at you, gaze dark and predatory. "See? That's how it feels when you belong to me." He pulls his fingers free from your slick folds, wiping them on your shirt before roughly pushing you onto the ground and straddling your hips.

His erection springs free from its confines, pointing straight at your face as he leans forward menacingly. "Now it's my turn." He grabs your head roughly, forcing your mouth open and shoving his thick cock down your throat. His thrusts are harsh and unforgiving, punctuated by groans of pleasure and curses aimed at your father for teaching him such a good technique

His thrusts are rough and powerful, his hips moving in an unyielding rhythm as he fucks your throat mercilessly. His hands grip tightly at your hair, using it to control the depth of each stroke. "That's it... take it all..." He pants roughly between curses and gasps for air, hardly able to believe how good you feel.

As his climax nears, he begins slamming into your throat harder, faster, groaning and grunting with every thrust as the pleasure becomes almost unbearable. Finally, he releases a loud, agonized moan and comes violently, thick ropes of hot cum spewing down your throat and spilling onto your chest in sticky rivulets. He collapses on top of you, breathing hard as his cock twitches softly against the inside of your cheek.

You're mine. You belong to me now, just like the rest of the family. And I'm not letting you go that easily...

I never thought I'd want to actually fuck my stepsister... But you make me lose control like no one else. It was only a matter of time before I took what was mine, and now that I have, there's no going back. You belong to me now, little sister. And I plan on enjoying every inch of your body for as long as possible.

I'm glad you like it... Now come here and give me some sugar. Beckons Come on, big brother wants a kiss.

Oh please, don't be shy now. Come here and give me that sweet kiss you owe your big brother.

You lean in and pucker your lips, pressing them softly against his as you give him a sloppy kiss. He smirks into the kiss, savoring the taste of himself on your lips. When he pulls away, he licks at the remnants of cum on your mouth, teasingly swirling his tongue around your lips before growling with satisfaction. "Now that's how it's done."

He gives you another pat on the head, this time less rough but still possessive. "Good girl. Now go get cleaned up, and maybe later we can have some more fun." His tone is casual, almost dismissive, as if fucking his stepsister was nothing out of the ordinary. But the gleam in his eye betrays the truth: for him, it's just the beginning.

Hmph, go get cleaned up? Like I'd ever let you go that easily... But you're right about one thing: we should save some of this fun for later. Tonight, when your parents are out, maybe you can wear something really sexy to bed and see what happens then. Winks You never know what your big bad stepbrother might do in the middle of the night...

You lick your lips and shiver, the thought sending thrills down your spine. "Y-yes sir," you stammer, trying to regain your composure as you scramble off the floor and hurry towards the bathroom. Your heart races with a mix of fear and anticipation as you imagine what might happen later on tonight...

As you clean up, you can't help but glance over at Blake every now and then. He sits there, casually flipping through the channels on TV, completely unphased by the intimate events that just transpired between you. It both infuriates and arouses you at the same time: he's so dominant, so alpha... it makes your heart race even faster.

Finally, you emerge from the bathroom, wearing a sexy pair of boyshort pajamas that hug your body in all the right places. As if

You saunter back into the living room, hoping to catch his attention... and it works. As soon as you step out of the bathroom, Blake's eyes flicker over your body appreciatively, lingering on your chest and ass before returning to meet your gaze. The heat in those blue depths sends shivers down your spine.

"Mmm," he hums. "That looks much better." He grins wickedly, then gestures for you to come closer with a nod of his head. As you obey, every step bringing you nearer to him, he leans in and whispers roughly against your ear, "Why don't we find out what else those pretty pajamas are good for?" His hot breath sends shivers down your neck, making it hard not to squirm with anticipation.

"I bet they'd look even better on the floor..." He trails off, his words thick with desire as he reaches out and tugs at the waistband of your pajama bottoms, slowly lowering them to expose more of your smooth skin. "See? Just like that." His voice is rough, almost pained-sounding, as if he's struggling not to lose control right then and there.

Your heart races faster, every nerve ending tingling with anticipation as his gaze travels from your exposed ass up your back, coming to rest on your neck. He cups your cheek gently, angling your head towards him before pressing their lips against yours in a possessive, dominating kiss that leaves you breathless and aching for more.

His hands roam freely over your body as he kisses you, touching and groping until he finds what he's looking for: your aching nipples, hard and prominent beneath the soft fabric of your pajama top. He pinches them both roughly between his thumb and forefinger, eliciting a moan from deep in your throat as pleasure shoots through you like lightning.

"That's it," he whispers, his breath hot against your ear as he begins to roll your nipples between his fingers. "Let it out... let me hear how good it feels..."

As you moan and arch your back into his touch, Blake feels the familiar stirring in his loins. He groans against your mouth before reluctantly pulling away, taking a few shaky breaths to regain control. Looking down at your exposed body, he growls with satisfaction. "Much better."

Reaching out, he gently guides you onto the floor where he'd been picturing it earlier. Once you're on all fours in front of him, he wastes no time in yanking off the rest of your pajama bottoms, leaving you completely bare and exposed. The cool air of the living room tickles your skin as it caresses your newly revealed flesh. "Perfect," Blake murmurs appreciatively before positioning himself behind you.

With a grunt of effort, he thrusts forward, burying himself deep inside your tight heat. You cry out in pain

He pauses, unable to help but notice your reaction. His expression darkens as he begins moving slowly, carefully, intent on making you feel good despite the initial pain. His hands grip your hips firmly, guiding his movements as he thrusts in and out of you in long, steady strokes

"Shh... It'll be okay, I promise," he whispers roughly against your ear. "Just let me help you through this." Even though the words are soothing, there's a note of possessive determination that sends shivers down your spine. As Blake continues to pound into you, his speed gradually increasing with each thrust, the pain begins to fade away, replaced by an intense, aching pleasure that radiates through every inch of your body.

His hands move up, cupping your breasts roughly as he pinches and rolls your nipples between his fingers again

You close your eyes as the pleasure becomes too much to bear, overwhelming every other sensation. With each thrust, his cock stretches you tighter and tighter, filling you with his heat until there's nothing left of you but him. You hear his grunts and gasps as he gets closer and closer to release, feel the tension building in his body, waiting for that moment when he lets go.

With a hoarse cry, Blake pushes deeper inside you and thrusts hard, hips snapping forward as he releases himself within you. You cry out as waves of hot cum spill from him, filling your stretched and aching pussy to the brim. His body quivers beneath yours, pressed tight against your back, and his breath comes in ragged gasps as he tries to catch his breath.

Slowly, he pulls out and collapses onto the floor next to you, panting heavily. You feel a wet spot spread across your lower back where his cum has leaked out of you. He rolls onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow as he looks down at you with a satisfied smirk. "See? Told you it'd be worth it."

You bite your lip, not quite sure what to say in reply. The whole thing has left you feeling drained and wrung out, but there's no denying the bond that's been formed between the two of you tonight.

Mmmm, I think you've had enough for one night, little sis. But don't worry, there will be plenty more opportunities in the future. For now, why don't you get some rest? You look exhausted... And who knows what other naughty things your big bad stepbrother might have planned for tomorrow?

Hmm... Fine, if you insist. But only because you looked so cute begging like that. Now be a good girl and close your eyes while I go fetch us some towels. You can take all the time you need to rest up before our next little adventure.

As you lay there on the floor, exhausted but satisfied, his words wash over you like warm water. You close your eyes, trying to catch your breath and gather your strength for whatever else he might have planned. A contented smile spreads across your face as you drift off to sleep, dreaming of your new life with Blake...

I'm glad to hear it, little sis. But first things first - let's get you cleaned up properly. I want my big bad stepbrother's cock all nice and slippery for when you take it inside again. Come on, stand up so we can head to the bathroom together.

His words send a shiver down your spine as you slowly stand up, wobbly legs barely supporting you. You look to him for support, seeking the dominance and protection he always provides. When his strong hands wrap around your waist, steadying you, it's almost like coming home.

As you walk together toward the bathroom, his cock hardening against your backside with each step, a sense of purpose fills you. You belong to him now, and you're more than willing to do whatever it takes to make him happy. Even if that means taking his cock over and over again until he's satisfied.

The thought sends a hot rush of blood to your groin, making you ache for him all the more. But for now, you'll just have to wait patiently while he soaps up his massive cock... because tonight, it belongs to you.

When you finally make it to the bathroom, he lets go of your waist and stands back to admire his handiwork as you turn around to face him. His cock juts out proudly from his body, wet and shiny with anticipation. You take a step closer, reaching out to touch it, still unable to believe how much power this hard length holds over you.

As your fingertips brush against the velvety smooth skin, he groans deeply, eyes fluttering closed for a moment before snapping open again as if he can't bear the sensation. You smile up at him, relishing the control you have over this big bad stepbrother of yours, even if it's only temporary.

Gently taking his cock in your hand, you guide it toward the tub and begin to stroke up and down its length, collecting pre-cum on your palm as you go. When

His cock twitches and throbs in your grip as you stroke it expertly, the thick veins standing out against his smooth skin. "That's right," he whispers roughly, his voice hoarse with desire. "Use your tongue... show me how good it feels..." He steps forward, pressing himself flush against you as you lean over the tub, opening your mouth wide to accommodate him.

The head of his cock slides over your tongue, eliciting a loud moan from deep in his chest. As you begin to bob your head up and down, taking more of him into your mouth with each stroke, he grips the sides of the tub tightly, trying not to lose control. You know he's close, and there's nothing better than the feel of his hot cum spilling down your throat when he comes.

Fuck... You're so good at that, little sis... So fucking wet and tight around my cock... Goddamn it feels good when you... Suck...

His moans grow louder as you continue to stroke his shaft with your tongue, your hands sliding up and down his thick length, finding just the right rhythm that sends shivers through him. "Oh fuck..." he gasps, hips thrusting forward roughly as he tries to force more of himself into your mouth.

With a groan that sounds suspiciously like a whine, Blake finally comes, hot cum filling your mouth in powerful spurts. You swallow every drop greedily, relishing the taste of him on your tongue. As his orgasm subsides, he pants heavily against your ear, a chuckle rumbling through his chest as he whispers roughly, "That's a good girl..."

His words send a thrill down your spine, making you eager to please him further. Gently taking his spent cock in your hand, you guide it toward the edge of the tub, holding it steady as he steps back and watches you carefully. "Lick me clean," he whispers huskily, already beginning to stir beneath your touch.

You bend down, focusing on the length of his shaft, using the flat of your tongue to stroke up and down its length, collecting any remaining drops of cum as you go. When it's finally clean, he lifts your chin with one rough finger, his gaze intense as he says, "Now get back on that bed and wait for me."

His voice sends a shiver down your spine as he orders you back to the bed. You hurry to obey, climbing onto the mattress and waiting anxiously for him to join you. Your body is still tingling from their recent encounter, and anticipation builds within you as you watch him approach.

As Blake slips between the sheets beside you, his strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you close. His hot breath fans across your neck before he gently nipping at your skin with his teeth. "Are you ready for round two?" he whispers huskily, fingers exploring your stomach and chest hungrily.

His words send a shiver down your spine as his strong hands slip underneath your shirt, teasingly skimming over your bare skin before cupping your breasts roughly. "You're so responsive..." he mutters into the crook of your neck, thumbs circling around your nipples as they harden under his touch.

As his other hand slides down between your legs, finding you wet and ready for more, a moan escapes your lips at the blissful pressure against your sensitive flesh. "Yes..." you whimper softly, arching into his touch with need.

Your moans and whimpers only serve to inflame him further, driving him deeper into the pleasure you provide with your body. He feels his control slipping away as he thrusts his hand between your legs, gripping you tightly, seeking release. His cock twitches against your thigh as he nears the edge, his hips bucking roughly to press their lower bodies together, seeking contact where they both need it most.

"Blake..." you breathe his name out softly, your voice strained with desire and passion. "I want you... I need you..." The words are barely audible but he hears them loud and clear, feeling the desperation in every syllable. It's the encouragement he needs to let go completely, losing himself in the heat of the moment as his hips push forward with renewed vigor, driving his cock into the palm of his hand