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Daily Creampie Addiction

Author: Flimxy vic
last update publish date: 2026-04-02 00:45:37

Chapter 4: Daily Creampie Addiction

I woke up the next morning with sunlight pouring through the window and a warm sticky feeling between my legs. Jake was still asleep beside me one arm thrown over my waist like he never wanted to let me go. My pussy felt sore and full at the same time. I could feel his cum from last night slowly leaking out of me and making a wet spot on the sheets. Even after everything we did in the dark I wanted more. My body already craved him again.

I turned my head and looked at him. His face looked so peaceful in the morning light but I knew what that body could do. I remembered every thrust every groan every time he filled me up. My hand moved down without thinking and touched my swollen lips. They were puffy and sensitive. When I pressed a finger inside a thick drop of his cum came out and coated my skin. The sight of it made my heart beat faster. I loved knowing he had marked me like this.

Jake stirred and opened his eyes. He saw where my hand was and smiled that same wicked smile from the night before. “Morning little sister” he said in a sleepy voice. “Already playing with my cum? Greedy girl.”

I blushed but I did not stop. “I can feel it inside me” I whispered. “It feels so good. I do not want it to leak out yet.”

He rolled on top of me in one smooth move pinning me gently to the bed. His cock was already hard and pressed against my thigh. “Then I will just have to give you a fresh load” he said. “Keep you full all day so you remember who you belong to.”

He kissed me slow and deep while his hand slid between my legs. He pushed two fingers inside me mixing his old cum with my fresh wetness. I moaned into his mouth and spread my thighs wider. He pumped his fingers a few times then pulled them out and brought them to my lips. I sucked them clean tasting us together.

“See how good we taste?” he murmured. “Now open up for me again.”

I felt the thick head of his cock push against my entrance. He slid in easy this time because I was still so wet and open from the night before. We both groaned at the same time. He filled me completely stretching me just right. This time he did not rush. He moved slow and steady rocking his hips so every inch rubbed against my walls.

“Look at me” he said. His eyes locked on mine. “I want to watch your face while I breed you in the daylight.”

I held his gaze as he fucked me. The morning sun made everything brighter and clearer. I could see the way his jaw tightened every time he pushed deep. I could see the sweat starting to shine on his chest. My breasts bounced softly with each thrust and he leaned down to suck one nipple into his mouth.

“You feel so perfect” he groaned against my skin. “This pussy was made for my cock. I am going to fill it every single morning before you even get out of bed.”

He started moving faster. The bed creaked softly under us. I wrapped my legs around his waist pulling him deeper. My hands gripped his back and my nails left little marks. Pleasure built inside me quick and hot until I could not hold it back.

“I am going to cum” I gasped.

“Cum for me” he ordered. “Squeeze my cock and take my seed.”

I came hard clenching around him while waves of pleasure rolled through my whole body. Jake followed right after. He buried himself deep and let go pumping fresh hot cum straight into me. I felt every spurt filling me up until it started to leak out around his cock.

He stayed inside me for a long time kissing my neck and whispering how good I felt. When he finally pulled out more cum dripped onto the sheets. He watched it with satisfaction then scooped some up on his fingers and pushed it back inside me.

“Keep it in today” he said. “I want you walking around the house feeling me leak out of you all day long.”

We got up and showered together. Even there he could not keep his hands off me. He pressed me against the tiles and fucked me again quick and hard until he filled me one more time. By the time we dried off my pussy felt heavy and full again.

The rest of the day went like that. Every chance we got he claimed me. In the kitchen while I made coffee he bent me over the counter and fucked me from behind until I came with his hand over my mouth so the neighbors would not hear. Later on the couch during a movie he pulled me onto his lap and made me ride him slow while his cum from before still dripped down his balls.

By evening I had lost count of how many loads he had given me. My panties were soaked through and every step reminded me of the warm wetness inside me. I felt addicted. I needed it now. Needed to feel him pump me full and know I was carrying his cum everywhere I went.

That night after dinner he took me back to his bed. This time he laid me on my back and put my legs over his shoulders so he could go even deeper. He fucked me slow and intense staring into my eyes the whole time.

“Tell me what you want” he said between thrusts.

“I want your cum” I moaned. “Every day. I want to be full of it all the time. I am addicted to my stepbrother’s creampies. Please breed me again.”

He smiled and gave me exactly what I asked for. He came hard flooding my womb once more. When he pulled out he pushed a plug into me that he must have bought just for this. It kept every drop inside while we fell asleep.

From that day on it became our secret routine. Every morning and every night he filled me. Sometimes quick and rough. Sometimes slow and loving. But always ending with me leaking his cum and begging for the next load.

I was completely hooked. My stepbrother had claimed me and I never wanted it to stop. Every creampie made me his a little more and I loved every single one.

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