All Chapters of But Stepfamily shouldn’t know, How you taste like : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

I’d been hearing it for months—ever since I turned eighteen.Every night, when the house went quiet and Mom was either asleep or out with my stepfather, I’d catch the low, rough groans coming from Ethan’s room. My stepbrother. He’d moan my name like a prayer and a curse all at once. “Fuck… Lily…”At first I thought he was possessed or having nightmares. Then I realized what it really was. He was jerking off to me. The thought should have disgusted me. Instead, it made my panties stick to my skin and my clit throb so hard I had to bite my pillow to stay silent.Today Mom needed a ride to the office for an early meeting, and Ethan volunteered. The second the front door clicked shut behind them, I slipped out of my room like a thief. My heart hammered against my ribs as I pushed open the door to his bedroom. It smelled like him—woodsy cologne, clean sweat, and something darker that made my mouth water.I went straight for the desk drawer. I’d seen him hide things there before. My finger

“Yeah,” Ethan answered smoothly, voice a little rough. “Just fighting for the blanket.”Kara rolled her eyes. “You two are weird.”The rest of the movie was pure torture. I kept grinding my soaked pussy against Ethan’s massive nine-inch cock under the blanket while Christian Grey dominated the screen. My stepbrother’s hot breath fanned my ear as he panted, “I know you’re saving up to buy a dildo… If you let me taste you, I’ll get you one. The best one.”“Fuck… Ethan, you’re depraved,” I whispered, cheeks burning.But I couldn’t resist. I dragged my shorts to the side, dipped two fingers into my dripping cunt, and pulled them out glistening with my juices. I brought them to his lips. He sucked them desperately, licking and moaning like a starved man. The wet sounds were hidden by the movie’s loud sex scene. I kept feeding him—scooping more of my slick arousal and letting him devour it between handfuls of popcorn. By the time the credits rolled, my legs were jelly and my pussy was throb

Mom came home, her arms full of groceries. The whole family ended up in the kitchen making dinner together—one last big meal before Ethan leaves for college in the US. His semester had already resumed, while mine in California was still a couple of weeks away. The thought of him leaving made my chest tight… and my pussy even wetter. We prepared a full spread: grilled lemon-herb chicken, garlic butter shrimp skewers, creamy mashed potatoes with chives, roasted vegetables (carrots, broccoli, and zucchini tossed in olive oil and parmesan), a fresh Caesar salad with homemade croutons, cheesy garlic bread, and for dessert, Mom’s famous chocolate fudge brownies with vanilla ice cream. The kitchen smelled incredible, filled with sizzling pans and laughter. Ethan stayed glued to my side the entire time, “helping” while stealing touches that left me aching. Every brush of his hand over my ass when no one was looking made me clench. At the dinner table, everything felt electric. I sat direct

Mark didn’t hold back anymore. He fucked me mercilessly.His thick cock slammed up into me with brutal force, stretching my tight walls beyond anything I’d ever taken. I started crying—tears spilling down my face as overwhelming pleasure mixed with the burning stretch. Choked sobs escaped into the seat.“Shhh,” he growled , one hand gripping my hip like a vice while the other kept my face pinned. “This is the real definition of a real cock… you get it?”He snarled the words as he delivered another savage thrust, making my whole body jolt. I sobbed openly in pleasure, the sound muffled against the seat. My pussy was gushing now, soaking his balls and the seat beneath us with every punishing stroke. Wet, filthy sounds filled the small space, barely hidden by the road noise.Tears streamed down my cheeks. I was whimpering, sobbing, choking on my own moans while my stepdad destroyed my pussy in the back seat. Mom and Uncle Frank were just inches away.He grabbed my hips with both hands a