The Night when I became a Whore for my Step Brother. Pussy Sliding on Cock

In the heart of the night, when the house was quiet and the world outside was sleeping, the tension between them was palpable. Tonight was the night I became a whore for my stepbrother, a night of sin and seduction that we both had been craving in silence. The air was thick with anticipation as I found myself in his room, my body already aching for his touch. He was there, his eyes dark with desire, his cock throbbing with need. I knew what I had to do, what I wanted to do.

The night started innocently enough. I was there to change my clothes for the next day, but as I stood there, feeling his gaze on me, I couldn't help but turn to him. My heart pounded in my chest as I slowly let my shirt fall to the floor, revealing my lace bra. He watched me, his breath coming in ragged gasps, as I unbuttoned my jeans and let them slide down my legs. I was left in just my bra and panties, standing before him, naked from the waist up. I could see his cock straining against his boxers, and I knew I had to touch it, had to feel it.

I reached out, my fingers trembling as I hooked my thumbs into his boxers and pulled them down. His cock sprang free, hard and ready, and I couldn't help but lick my lips. I stroked him slowly, feeling him grow even harder in my hand. He groaned, his head falling back as he let out a low, guttural sound. I knew I was driving him wild.

But I wanted more. I wanted to feel him inside me. I dropped to my knees, my hands still stroking his cock, and took him into my mouth. He taste salty, and I loved it. I sucked him slowly, letting my lips slide up and down his shaft. He groaned again, his hands tangling in my hair as he guided my head, fucking my mouth with his cock.

But he wanted more than that. He wanted to fuck my pussy. He pulled me up, his lips crashing into mine as he spun me around and pushed me down onto the bed. I lay there, my body aching for him, as he climbed on top of me. His cock was at my entrance, and he pushed into me slowly, filling me completely. I moaned, my back arching as I felt him slide inside me.

He started to move, his cock sliding in and out of me. I could feel every inch of him, every thick vein, as he fucked me. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer, wanting him deeper. He groaned, his thrusts becoming harder, faster. I could feel him getting close, his cock swelling inside me.

But I wanted him to cum. I wanted to feel his hot cum inside me. I reached down, my fingers finding his balls, and I stroked him, my pussy grinding against his cock. He groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic as he fucked me harder, faster. And then, with a final thrust, he came, his cock pulsing inside me as he filled me with his cum.

I lay there, my body tingling, as he pulled out of me. I looked up at him, and he smiled, a satisfied look on his face. I knew this was just the beginning, that tonight was only the first of many nights like this. And I couldn't wait.