C7 My Married Stepbrother’s Cock Breeding His Tied-Up Stepsister Slut.

SOPHIE.

Tony hovered over me, his thick cock glistening with my cum, the head angry and swollen as it rested just outside my gaping, fluttering pussy. His eyes were feral, chest heaving, every muscle in his body coiled like a predator about to strike.

“You want my cum that bad?” he growled, voice low and dangerous. “You want your married stepbrother to breed you like the filthy toy you are?”

I nodded frantically, legs spread wide, hips lifting desperately. “Yes, Tony. Please. Fill me. Ruin me. I’ve wanted this for so long.”

He slammed back inside me in one brutal thrust, bottoming out so deep I saw stars. The stretch was perfect — painful and heavenly at the same time. He didn’t hold back anymore. He fucked me like a man who had finally snapped, hips snapping forward with punishing force, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing through the room.

“Take it,” he snarled, pinning my wrists above my head with one hand while the other gripped my hip hard enough to bruise. “Take every inch of your stepbrother’s married cock.”

I moaned like a whore, legs wrapping around his waist as he pounded me into the mattress. Each deep thrust hit my cervix, sending sparks of pleasure-pain through my body. My tits bounced wildly with every stroke, nipples aching.

“Harder,” I begged, voice breaking. “Breed me, Tony. Put a baby in me so you have to keep coming back.”

“Fuck,” he groaned, pace turning feral. He released my wrists and grabbed both my thighs, folding me in half. The new angle let him drive even deeper, his heavy balls slapping against my ass with every thrust. “You’re going to look so good with my kid growing inside you. My wife will never know why I can’t keep my hands off you anymore.”

The filthy words sent me over the edge again. I came hard, pussy clamping down around his pistoning cock like a vice, gushing all over him as I screamed his name. My vision whited out, body shaking uncontrollably.

Tony didn’t stop. He fucked me through it, growling praises and filth in my ear. “Good girl. Milk my cock. This pussy was made for me.”

He suddenly pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach, and yanked my hips up. I barely had time to brace myself before he slammed back in from behind, one hand fisting my hair while the other reached around to rub my oversensitive clit.

“Come on, Sophie,” he rasped, pounding me with deep, grinding strokes. “Give me one more. I want to feel you cum when I fill you up.”

I was a sobbing, drooling mess — completely ruined and loving every second. The pressure built again, impossibly fast. “Tony… I’m gonna—”

“Do it,” he commanded, slamming into me one final time and holding deep. “Take my cum, you filthy little toy.”

I shattered. My orgasm ripped through me so hard my legs gave out. At the same moment, Tony roared and flooded me. Thick, hot ropes of his married cum pumped deep into my womb, pulse after pulse until it was leaking out around his cock and down my thighs. He kept grinding through it, making sure every drop stayed inside me.

We collapsed together, panting, sweaty, and trembling. Tony stayed buried inside me, arms wrapped possessively around my body as he pressed soft kisses to my neck.

“Jesus Christ,” he whispered, voice hoarse. “What the hell have we done?”

I smiled, clenching around his softening cock to keep his cum inside. “We did what we both needed. And we’re going to keep doing it… every night you’re here.”

He groaned, already starting to harden again inside me. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

“But what a way to go,” I teased, rocking back against him slowly.

Tony flipped me onto my back again and kissed me deeply, slower this time, almost tender.

“This doesn’t end when your parents come back,” he said quietly. “You’re mine now, Sophie. My secret filthy toy. My stepsister. My breeding slut. Understand?”

I wrapped my legs around him and smiled up at him, heart full and pussy still full of his cum.

“Yes, Tony. I’m all yours.”

“Mine,” he growled against my neck, biting down hard as he pounded me. “This cunt is mine now. I’m going to breed you so full you’ll be leaking my cum for days.”

I came again, screaming, pussy gushing around his pistoning cock. Tony roared and buried himself to the hilt, flooding me with thick, hot ropes of his married cum. Pulse after pulse pumped deep into my womb until it was overflowing, leaking out around his cock and down my ass.

We collapsed together, panting and trembling. Tony stayed buried deep inside me, arms wrapped possessively around my body as he kissed my neck.

But then his phone buzzed on the nightstand. His wife’s name lit up the screen.

Tony stiffened. The guilt flashed across his face for a second… before dark hunger replaced it.

He reached for the phone, still balls-deep inside me, and answered.

“Hey, babe,” he said, voice steady even as his cock twitched inside my cum-filled pussy. “Yeah, everything’s fine here. Sophie’s… behaving.”

He started thrusting slowly again while he talked to his wife, eyes locked on mine with filthy promise.

I bit my lip to stay quiet, but a soft moan escaped anyway.

Tony smirked and fucked me harder, daring me to stay silent…