Casting Con Mi Madrastra Termina Mal

The dim light of the bedroom cast long, sultry shadows across the skin of the two lovers entwined on the bed. Melissa, a stunning blonde with voluptuous curves, lay naked beside her muscular, hung stud. The heated passion between them was palpable, as they had spent the afternoon exploring each other’s bodies, lost in their own little world. But little did Melissa’s step brother, Marc, know, he was about to walk in on a scene hotter than a sauna.

Marc, who had been out running errands, entered the house, making his way upstairs to his room. Just as he reached the top step, he heard muffled noises coming from Melissa’s bedroom down the hall. Curious, but already suspecting what was going on, Marc crept closer.

The door was slightly ajar, allowing him a perfect view of the events unfolding within. His eyes widened and his jaw went slack as he watched Melissa riding her lover with wild abandon. The guy was built like a football player, and his huge cock stretched Melissa’s tight pussy to its limit as she bounced on his lap.

Marc’s own cock sprang to attention in his jeans. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing – his sexy step sister getting nailed by a hung stud. His hand crept inside his pants as he watched the primal display of lust and ecstasy.

Inside the room, Melissa worked her magic, her huge tits jiggling hypnotically as she impaled herself on her lover’s throbbing shaft. She leaned down, taking his mouth in a deep, sloppy kiss as she urged him with her body to thrust up into her. The guy gripped her hips, his fingers sinking into her plump ass, and pounded his cock into her greedy cunt.

Marc stroked himself faster, his face flushing. This was wrong on so many levels, but it was so fucking hot! He wanted to walk in there and stake his claim, show that guy what a real man could do. But he stayed hidden, stroking and watching, his mind reeling at the taboo forbidden nature of his desires.

Melissa broke the kiss and sat up, riding the stud with fierce intensity now. Her tits heaved, her back arched, and her blonde hair tumbled over her shoulders. She cried out in pleasure, slamming herself down as her lover pistoned his shaft up to meet her.

Marc’s eyes rolled back in his head as jizz erupted from his cock, spurting all over his hand and trickling down his wrist. He watched in awe as Melissa shuddered and shrieked, her body quaking with orgasm as she impaled herself one last time before collapsing onto her lover’s chest.

Heavy panting filled the room as the couple caught their breath. Then, to Marc’s amazement, the guy rolled Melissa onto her back and continued his relentless pounding, his cock slipping easily in and out of her slick pussy. He repositioned her legs over his shoulders, changing the angle and driving so deep into her that Marc wondered if he was reaching her womb.

Melissa let out a lusty moan as her lover’s cock head kissed her cervix with each thrust. She wrapped her arms around his neck, staring up at him with a look of pure, debauched ecstasy. “Fuck me, baby,” she crooned. “Fuck your slutty step sister. I want to feel that huge cock skewering my tight little cunt.”

Marc gripped his softening dick and stroked it back to full mast, too far gone to care about anything but the scene playing out before his eyes. His deviant mind isolated all hints of decency, shutting off any reservations about the incestuous nature of what he was doing. All that mattered was the sexual depravity of watching his sexy step sister being used like a cheap whore.

The couple’s pace accelerated, sweat glistening on their exerting bodies. The bed creaked and the headboard banged against the wall. Melissa was practically screaming now, babbling out filthy encouragements as her pussy was brutally fucked.

Marc’s strokes grew shorter, jerkier, ragged breaths hitching in his throat. He was getting so close again so quickly. This time,-Marc loped, aiming his cock at the floor to catch the load. As Melissa howled out her second climax of the day, Marc’s balls emptied once more, his seed splattering the floor.

Inside the room, Melissa’s lover didn’t let up. He kept pounding into her, kissing and biting her neck, whispering filthy encouragement into her ear as she shook with pleasure. His heavy sack slapping against her ass was like the rhythmic tick of a clock winding towards an explosive finale.

Finally, the moment arrived. The stud doubled over, his face muscles flexing as he groaned low and loud. Melissa felt the hot flood of his cum deep inside her and wailed in ecstasy, her hands clawing at his back.

In the hallway, Marc was cumming again himself, his cock spurting weakly between his fingers. There was a moment of total silence as the lovers recovered, then the sound of wet bodies disengaging and sloppy kisses. “Fuck, that was incredible,” Melissa’s honeyed voice purred appreciatively.

Marc staggered back towards his room, his legs wobbling. He flopped face down onto his bed, his body aching but his heart racing. As he lay there panting in the dark, his mind replayed the erotic events of the last hour over and over, marveling at how turned on he had been – a real kick in the balls to his worldview.

Gradually, what he had experienced started to sink in. The reality of what he had done, how he had betrayed Melissa so completely, hit like a freight train. Guilt overwhelmed him as he wondered how he could ever face his step sister again without flinching.

His sensible side railed against the deviant image now seared in his brain – him, a helpless victim to his own repressed desires. But the rational side was powerless in the face of this bastardized influence from his own psyche.

Marc had a funny feeling life in the house was about to get a whole lot more complicated. He dozed fitfully, his mind consumed by a twisted new worldview, his thoughts plagued by visions of his smoking hot step sister.

As the day gave way to night, casting the room in eerie shadows, Marc tossed and turned, wrestling with the confusing whirlwind of sensation in his groin, heart, and head. The forbidden thoughts and feelings it stirred in him would never leave.