Step-Bro Fever II

I woke up with my pussy throbbing. My thighs were sticky, Jake’s cum from last night had dried all over me and leaked out while I slept. I could smell sex on my sheets. My nipples were still sore from where he had sucked them hard. I lay there for a minute remembering how he pounded me, how I called him my stepbrother while he filled me up. The disgusting words. My hand slipped between my legs without thinking, rubbing my swollen clit, but I stopped. No. Mom and dad were already moving around downstairs. Breakfast smells were coming up.

I grabbed clean clothes and headed to the bathroom. The second I turned the shower on and stepped in, the door opened. Jake slipped inside, locking it behind him with a smirk written on his handsome face. He was only in boxers, his cock already pushing against the fabric, hard and ready.

“Jake, no,” I whispered, water running down my tits. “They’re right downstairs. Mom’s probably making eggs or something.”

He didn’t listen. He stepped under the water with me, pushing my back against the cold tiles. His mouth crashed on mine, pouring his sluppy huge tongue deep into my mouth as he forced-kissed me hard. We kissed passionately in seconds. while his hands grabbed my ass, spreading my cheeks. “Been hard since I woke up thinking about this sloppy pussy,” he muttered against my lips. I could feel his hot breath on them “You’re not saying no for real.”

His fingers found my hole and pushed inside easy because I was already wet again. Three thick fingers stretching me, curling, stirring up the leftover cum. I moaned hot euphoric breath into his mouth, my hips rolling on his hand even though I knew it was stupid.

Jake spun me around fast. He shoved me forward so I had to brace my hands on the wall, ass out. Then he dropped to his knees in the running water and buried his face between my cheeks. His tongue licked from my clit all the way up even to my asshole, long and nasty.

He sucked my clit hard, then fucked me with his bold but long tongue, pushing it inside my pussy and out while his nose rubbed my asshole.

“Fuck, Jake…” I groaned, biting my lip. The water made everything louder and slipperier. He ate me like he'd not just been starving for it but also dreamt about it overnight, it was slurping loud, two fingers back inside me pumping fast. My legs shook so bad I almost slipped.

He stood up, yanked his boxers down, and rubbed his thick cockhead up and down my slit. “Beg for your brother’s dick.”

“Please… fuck me, just do it” I whispered.

He slammed in. One hard thrust and he was buried balls deep. I cried out. He felt even bigger in the morning, stretching my sore pussy wide open. Jake grabbed my hips hard and started pounding me, deep, rough strokes that made my tits bounce wildly.

The sound of his balls slapping my clit mixed with the shower water.

“Such a dirty little stepsister,” he growled, one huge hand coming around to choke my throat lightly. “Pussy still full of my cum from last night and you’re creaming on my cock again. You love this shit, don’t you?”

“Yes—fuck yes, I love it!, just don't stop, please” I moaned. He slapped my ass hard, the sound echoing. Then again. And again. My skin stung but it only made me wetter. He reached down and rubbed my clit while he fucked me raw, fast circles that had me seeing stars.

Mom knocked on the door. “Mia honey? Breakfast is almost ready. You okay? You’ve been in there a while.”

Jake didn’t stop. If anything he fucked me harder, his cock slamming deep, hitting that spot that made me whimper, and hand still on my clit.

I was moaning into the wet walls trying not to be moan loud.

He clamped his other hand tight over my mouth next.

I came right then, pussy squeezing his dick, legs shaking, screaming into his palm. My eyes rolled back.

" Yea-ye-yeah mom I'm fine, just bathing,” I managed to call out, voice all fucked up and breathy. “Just… washing my hair. Be right down.”

The second she walked away Jake pounded me like a wild animal. “Good girl. Taking your brother’s cock while mom’s right outside.” He groaned loud and buried himself deep, shooting another load inside me.

I felt every thick spurt painting my walls. He stayed in for a minute, grinding slow, then pulled out. Cum poured down my thighs, mixing with the shower water. The sight of it looked fucking disgusting. But it made more juices rush out.

He turned me around and pushed me to my knees. “Clean it up.”

I took his cock in my mouth, sucking the mix of his cum and my juices off him, licking every inch while looking up at him. He stroked my wet hair and smirked. That evil brotherly smirk “Good little slut.”

We got out quick, dried off, and went downstairs separately.

My legs were shaky.

I could feel fresh cum leaking into my panties as I walked.

At the breakfast table everything looked normal --

Dad scrolling on his phone, mom setting plates down, Jake already sitting across from me eating like he didn’t just fuck his own sis twice. I sat down carefully, wincing a little at how sore I was.

We were halfway through eating when I felt Jake’s bare foot slide up my leg under the table. Then his hand. He pushed my shorts and panties to the side and slid two fingers straight into my cum-soaked pussy.

I almost dropped my fork. “Jake…” I breathed, eyes wide.

He kept eating his eggs with his right hand, face totally calm. His left hand pumped his fingers slow and deep inside me, stirring the mess. The wet sounds were quiet but I could hear them. My pussy made soft squelching noises every time he pushed in.

My phone buzzed in my lap. I grabbed it with trembling fingers.

**Mia: stop we might get caught**

I sent it. Jake glanced at his phone, read it, and smirked low.

Then he shoved a third finger in and went for my clit. He rubbed it fast, rough, two fingers still pumping inside me. The pressure built quick and nasty.

I texted again, hands shaking so bad I could barely type.

**Mia: jake please stop**

He didn’t. He rubbed my clit even harder, fast little circles like he wanted to wear it out. My thighs started trembling. I gripped the table edge, trying to keep my face normal while mom asked dad about work.

It felt too intense. My pussy clenched, then that weird pressure hit. Warm liquid gushed out of me. I wasn’t sure if I was squirting or pissing a little but it ran down my thighs, soaking my shorts and the chair. I bit the side of my lip hard to stay quiet, fighting not to moan out loud and expose us.

Dad looked over. “You alright, Mia? You’re squirming a lot.”

Jake pulled his hand out instantly, wiped it on his napkin under the table, and took a big bite of toast. “She’s probably nervous about that test today,” he said smoothly, smirking at me from the side.

“Yeah… test,” I mumbled, face burning red. I sat there the rest of breakfast feeling the mess between my legs—his cum, my juices, that warm leak—slowly dripping. Every time I moved it squished. Jake kept giving me little side smirks, licking his fingers when nobody watched.

Breakfast finally ended. I stood up quick, feeling more cum and wetness run down my inner thighs. I grabbed my college bag and headed for the door. My pussy was still throbbing, panties ruined, legs sticky. I could smell sex on myself.

Walking to the bus stop I kept thinking about it. Last night in my bed. This morning in the shower. Under the table with mom and dad right there. My stepbrother had me acting like a total slut and I was hooked.

This was my life now, sneaking around, getting fucked and fingered by Jake whenever he wanted. And the craziest part is that I couldn’t wait for tonight.

I squeezed my thighs together on the bus, feeling a dribble leak out, and smiled to myself. Yeah… this was really happening.