Hot Garbage

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Dane was still gone when I got back to my room. I picked up the clothes I’d been trying on and put them away before slipping into my pajama pants and tank top. My puѕѕy throbbed as if reliving the brutal fuсking Dane had just given me.

When I couldn’t sleep, I picked up my phone and opened my reading app. I needed relief if I was going to sleep.

I was reading a new story that someone recommended. It was about two stepsiblings having a forbidden relationship and getting caught. As I read, I slid my hand down my pajama pants and started to play with my c**t.

I imagined myself and Dane, fuсking in my room, getting caught by some of our family members. I slid my fingers into my puѕѕy and fingered myself as I read, imagining it was my stepbrother, filling me with his сum after fuсking me hard.

As I came, I moaned, “Oh, Dane.” I slowly played with my c**t as the pleasure ebbed away.

Putting my phone away, I felt a lot better. Maybe it was just a one-time thing. I shouldn’t expect it again. He was probably just stressed from his college coursework. Yeah. It wouldn’t happen again. 

-

Something hot and wet started suckling at my nіpple. In my dream, it was Dane. I felt the scrape of teeth over the tip and it made me open my eyes.

My room was dark and there was a weight on my chest. I realized the feeling of someone sucking on my breast had followed me from my dreams and looked down. I gasped.

I thought I’d see Dane having come for round two, but it was Gene. My stepdad was sucking on my nіpple and trailing his other hand down over my stomach. I had a sick suspicion of where he was heading.

“What are you doing, Gene?” I asked with a slight quiver in my voice.

He released my nіpple from his mouth with a pop. His hand slipped into my pajama pants and began stroking my puѕѕy. My body reacted, even though I didn’t want it to. It was still remembering what I’d done with Dane earlier.

“I know what you’ve been doing.” He said, his eyes boring into mine. “Who you’ve been doing it with.”

He shifted, slipping a finger into my puѕѕy. I gasped. 

“Gene. If you want to talk, we can talk. This isn’t right.” I told him.

He sighed and pushed his finger in as far as it would go before moving it in a ‘come here’ motion. It was rubbing right on my g-spot. I groaned and tried to push away.

“You see, Roxy. You came to live in this house three years ago and that was fine. I take care of you. I feed you. I pay for your fancy school. I give you a hefty allowance, so you don’t have to work. I even bought you your first car. The whole time, I was trying to ignore my urges because you were a kid. You walked around in hoodies and tiny shorts. You curled up on the chair or couch so the material clung to your hot little сunt.” Gene groaned as my puѕѕy clenched around his finger.

“Wh-what about Mom?” I asked.

He scoffed. “She’s gone six to eight months of the fuсking year. A man has needs, Roxy. I could hold back until tonight.”

“Because I’m eighteen now?”

“No. Because I came home from work and went to check on my loving children, only to find my son fuсking you while you told him you were his little ѕlut. Because when I saw your breasts swinging while he pounded your tight little puѕѕy, I got the biggest, hardest ereсtion I’ve had in years. I wanted to bury it inside you. I wanted to fill you with сum like he was.” He growled, his mouth closing over my nіpple aggressively.

My back arched up. The hard sucking, rough nibbling, and non-stop rubbing of my g-spot sparked another unwanted оrgasm. I whimpered as my body tried to milk his finger.

“God, my diсk is going to feel so good inside you. How are you this tight after being fuсked? I know the boy’s cоck is about as big as mine. Your body was made for fuсking, Roxy. And I intend to fuсk you full of my сum. Consider it payment for everything else I’ve given you. You owe me. Daddy wants to fuсk.” He told me in a dark and gravelly tone.

He pulled his hand out of my puѕѕy and grabbed the waistband of my pajama bottoms. He thrust them down over my hips, exposing me to him. 

“Gene...” I began, but he cut me off.

“Shut up, Roxy. This is happening whether you let it or not.” He said and pulled my pajama top, which had been lifted to expose my breast, completely off.

The force of it picked me up and dropped me suddenly to the mattress. He grunted as he worked on pulling down his pajama pants. His cоck sprang out and slapped his stomach before hanging like a branch from the trunk of his body.

Gene put his cоck at my entrance. He didn’t thrust into me, but he moved his hips, rubbing the head of his cоck against me.

“You gave this to my son.” He said. “You’re going to give it to me next...”

Before I could respond, he thrust into me hard. His cоck filled me completely. I yelped at the sudden invasion.

“That’s it. Take it.” He growled.

He thrust into me again and again. My body reacted, my hips arching up to meet his thrusts. I moaned. I couldn’t help myself. I was a little sore from Dane, but Gene was just as big and it felt so good.

“You look so fuсking hot taking my cоck like a little ѕlut.” He growled at me. “I was right, this puѕѕy was made for fuсking. God, it’s so tight, Roxy. You make Daddy’s cоck feel so good, baby.”

I looked up at him, a slight moan escaping my lips. He was right. I was being a ѕlut and I was a bad girl, but it felt so good. He felt so good inside me. His cоck hit all of my sensitive spots, filling me.

“You’re going to сum all over my cоck, aren’t you?” Gene asked, thrusting hard.

“Please, Gene. Please stop.” I moaned.

I didn’t want it to feel good. This was my stepfather. It was wrong.

“Stop?” He asked, thrusting into me harder. “Why should I stop?”

“You’re my mother’s husband.” I whimpered.

“I am your mother’s husband.” He agreed. “And that means I own you just as much as she does. I own your body. I own your puѕѕy. I do what I want with the things I own.” He punctuated this with a hard thrust. He was pounding into me.

“This is so wrong.” I moaned.

“It is so fuсking hot.” He agreed. “This little puѕѕy tightens so good around my cоck. It’s so hot, Roxy. My cоck is so fuсking hot in your young, tight little сunt. You’re going to сum all over me, aren’t you?”

“Yes. Please, please let me сum.” I begged.

His cоck ground into my g-spot, making me moan.

“You want to сum all over Daddy’s big cоck?” He asked. “You want to сum for your stepdad?”

“Yes. Oh, God, I’m going to сum.” I whimpered.

“Daddy’s going to сum in you. Daddy’s going to fill you with his сum.” He growled and his hand reached up to grasp my throat.

My body shook as pleasure washed over me. I moaned loudly, my puѕѕy gripping at his cоck. 

“That’s it, Roxy.” He moaned, thrusting into me harder. “Сum all over my cоck, ѕlut.”

He thrust into me three more times before he groaned and came inside me. He thrust into me a few more times, milking his оrgasm and making sure his balls were totally drained into me.

“That’s right, baby. Take it all. Take all Daddy’s hot сum.”

Gene held me there as his cоck finished spurting. He eased off me and pulled out of my puѕѕy. I could feel his сum leaking from between my legs.

He pushed his mouth against mine and forced his tongue into my mouth. I tried to struggle, but he was too strong. I moaned against his mouth. He kissed me hard, forcing me to kiss him back. He held his mouth against mine, making out with me like a lover before he released me. His сum was dripping from my puѕѕy as he got off my bed.

“Did you enjoy that?” Gene asked.

I couldn’t look at him. My face burned with embarrassment. I did enjoy it, even though I didn’t want to.

“You’ll be repeating it soon.” He said, slipping his pants back on. I heard the door shut behind him as I tried to process what had just happened. What had Gene meant by that?

The next morning, I was sore. I took a shower and worked to clean all of Gene’s сum off of me. I felt so deliciously dirty. I was a chubby, shy girl. No one thought of me ѕexually. No one ever even looked at me twice.

I got dressed in my school uniform and went to have breakfast. Neither Gene nor Dane acted as if anything was out of the ordinary. If I hadn’t been full of Gene’s сum when I woke up, I would have thought it was all a dream. I was overwhelmed by the entire situation.

How long would this continue? Could I handle this? How much of my body would be dominated by Dane or Gene? What would Mom think? Should I call and tell her? What if she didn’t believe me? 

I sat at the table, my plate in front of me, but my appetite was gone. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t even know how to begin fixing this. And I had no one to talk to about it. Mom and Gene were my parents. I lived with them. I couldn’t talk to a teacher. I was too embarrassed, too ashamed, and I just didn’t know what to do.