1. Teen Wolf Step-Brother - Chapter 2 (FINAL)


    Date: 12/17/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, First Time, Incest, Mind Control, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: PantheWriter, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    At first, my brother just stood there and stared. I found out later that he’d just finished cumming for the sixth time that night, and so his head was clearer than normal. I didn’t even consciously register his presence, not until his scent hit me. It was like turning on a switch. My head snapped around to see my sexy, topless werewolf step-brother, standing there all muscly and sweaty…I instinctively dropped to my knees, and started crawling toward him. “Please, Brandon…” I begged. “I need it…” “No,” he said, firmly as any teenager can be when faced with a sex-starved slut begging for their cock. “Sis, we shouldn’t…” But by then, it was too late. His scent had filled my nose, filled my head—it was all I could think of. And I needed more. He was naked, except for a pair of gym-shorts, and they offered no resistance to my needy hands. His cock was already thickening by the time I got my mouth on it, stuffing it into my throat, breathing his scent into my nose as fast as I could. “Oh, fuck…” he moaned, and I could feel his hairs beginning to poke through his skin. “We shouldn’t be doing thiiis…” My tongue swished around his hardness with glee, and I could feel him shudder as he lost control. It was amazing how quickly I made him cum, savoring the taste of his seed as it spurted to the back of my throat. But I wasn’t done yet. Ignoring the pile of hair that we’d created, I stood up, removed my top, and arched my back with pleasure as Brandon began to nip and bite at my ...
    rosy-red nipples. They were harder than I could ever remember them being, and the feelings coursing through my body were threatening to overwhelm me. It felt like it had been weeks, months, years since I’d been fucked, and I wanted Brandon to do it. I needed Brandon to do it. The last remaining vestiges of my conscious mind tried to put their head in and stop me, but it was too easy to convince them otherwise. “He needs this,” I told myself. “He needs the pressure to be relieved, and who better to do it than his sister? Who better to make sure the wolf gets off than his sexy, slutty, horny little step-sister…” I was only trying to convince myself, but it seemed that I was saying it out loud, vocalising my want, my need. “Let me,” I’d said, staring at him with lust-filled eyes. “Let me get you off, let me help you…I just want to help…” I don’t remember the rest of my clothes being ripped off, or Brandon carrying me into his room. I do remember the music—the strong, deep, thumping music, resonating throughout my entire body with each of my step-brother’s thrusts. Because he fucked me—of course he fucked me. He wanted it, I needed it, and I was extremely persuasive. As soon as the wolf took over, he brought me to his room, lay me down on the bed, parted my thighs, and took me as his own. It was glorious. Like I said, I’ve been fucked before, but never like this…with every thrust, my entire body tingled. He wasn’t making love to me, he was taking me, owning me. I gave him everything I ...
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