Chapter 1 Book 1- The Devil’s Visit

TRIGGER WARNING & DISCLAIMER This novel is a dark, anthropological erotica that explores the primal depths of human desire, power, and submission. It is not for the faint of heart. If you are uncomfortable with morally gray characters, intense power dynamics, or explicit scenes that push the boundaries of consent, this is not the book for you. This story contains: • Explicit Erotica – No fade-to-black, just raw, unfiltered passion. • Dark & Dubious Consent – Power struggles, mind games, and moments that blur the lines between pleasure and surrender. • BDSM & Kink Exploration – Hot, dominant men who take what they want and submissives who crave it in ways they don’t always understand. • Daddy Kink & Ownership – Obsession, control, and men who make the rules. • Primal & Rough Encounters – Chasing, catching, claiming. The thrill of the hunt and the sweet agony of surrender. • Violent & Triggering Themes – Including coercion, captivity, manipulation, and non-traditional relationships. • Psychological Play & Obsession – Not your average romance; this love is dangerous, addictive, and consuming. If any of the above makes you uncomfortable, please exit now. This book was written for dark-minded adult readers who embrace forbidden fantasies and an unfiltered, primal imagination. You have been warned. Now, step inside… if you dare. The Devil’s Visit; Intro- Zoey is a simple housewife whose husband is never home, leaving her horny and without company. Zoey’s loneliness became an illness until her devilish step brother comes visiting Zoey Beauchamp’s P.O.V Gasping his hands stroked her tits gently. She quivered with excitement, and her pussy oozed from her wetness, She writhed against the sheets and moaned. Matthew… ooh Matthew… ooh, babe!" She saw her husband's hard swollen cock and reached out to touch it immediately her dreams dissolved into the morning and that's when it hit her, She was alone. Zoey Beauchamp jerked up her bed, and the covers fell away from her vibrant young body. Her boobs were swollen and pressed voluptuously against the pink fabric of her nightgown, the rigid points of her nipples showing through. She looked down at the mounds, which ached slightly as a result of the wet dream, and placed her hands around them. As she fondled with her hard swollen nipples slowly, she closed her eyes and tilted her head back. The long sweep of her red hair shimmered in the morning light as her head moved from side to side. She felt yet another squirt erupt from her, It was sinful and also dreadful for her to miss her husband so much. Zoey misses not just his presence but his kisses and touch. She had told herself she should concentrate on the fine qualities of his character and the tender affection he held for her, and she was able to do this when she was awake. But when she slept, a more sensual part of her nature asserted itself and she dreamed she was in her husband's arms, submitting to his strong sexual drive. Her dreams always ended with Matthew's hard cock plunging into her, leaving her intensely frustrated and lonely. She got out of bed and entered the bathroom. She stood in front of the mirror, pulled off her nightgown, and slipped out of the matching bikini pants. She stared into the mirror at her body and thought how badly in need of sex she was. Her breathing was fast paced, her nipples rose bud pink and also swollen too, her pussy dripping of her wetness. Though Zoey was twenty two years old, her figure remained as youthful-looking as when she was seventeen. Her innocent, pancakeish face reinforced the juvenile image. Had she visited a high school, she could have mingled with the students without attracting any special attention besides that which her exceptional beauty always commanded. She drew a hand lightly across the tips of her boobs, causing the full mounds to vibrate. Her hand continued downward to stroke her gently curved tummy. Her slender fingers glided through the reddish-blonde tendrils that adorned her cunt mound and touched the top of her slit. She shivered. God, I've got to stop this! she thought. It's sinful to carry on this way. She had never had the need to masturbate before but now the situation calls for it, She turned and presented her lovely butt to the mirror as she bent and started running water in the tub. When the tub was full, she stepped into it and settled down. She washed herself slowly. There was no reason to rush. She had no place to go and, with Matthew away, no one to care for. She had begged him give up his job as a pilot, and find something to do where she could be with him, even if it didn't pay as well. They could wait a little longer to buy and furnish the home they both wanted, she thought. After less than a year of marriage, it wasn't right that they should be separated. Mathew had disagreed, he enjoys his job and definitely didn't want to resign from a job that pays so we'll. If Matthew had let her take a job, the separation would have been a bit more tolerable at least she would have been kept busy. Also, her earnings would have helped them reach their goal sooner. But he was the sort of man who took great pride in his position as head of the household, and he wanted to feel that he was supporting her. He also had expressed some jealousy at the idea of letting her work in an office or store where other men would constantly be making plays for her. "You're my wife, and your place is at home," he had told her sternly. She was happy about his possessive and dominant attitude. But it was difficult just sitting around doing nothing while he was gone. When she had finished bathing, she dried herself and strode naked into the bedroom. She selected a pair of panties from a dresser drawer and put them on. She took out matching bra and laid it on the bed. Then she sat in front of her dressing-table mirror and began brushing her hair and applying her make-up. She always wore her hair straight and long, because Matthew liked it that way. Since he didn't like her to use much make-up, she applied it sparingly even when he was away. She had no thought of attracting anyone else. Matthew was the only man she wanted or would ever want, she believed. As she stood up, the sound of the door buzzer gave her a start. It's probably just a salesman, she thought, but it could be something more important maybe a special-delivery letter from Matthew. She quickly grabbed a dress from the closet, slithered it over her body, and zipped it up as she moved hurriedly through the apartment, her full tits bouncing beneath the thin cloth. It rings again, "Just a minute!" she called as she neared the door. Immediately she opened the door, she received the biggest shock that made her heart skip a beat, . Her younger brother stood there, grinning. More like step brother! "Adam!" she squealed as she rushed into his arms. Her boobs flattened against his firm chest and her nipples pressed into him. He put his arms around her tightly and rocked her back and forth. He continued to hold her even after she attempted to draw away. Laughing, he slid a hand down her back and patted her ass through her thin dress and panties. Her plump butt bobbed resiliently against his hand. Leaving his suitcase outside, he swept his sister up in his arms and carried her across the living room. "Adam, you devil!" she exclaimed, laughing. "For goodness sake, put me down!" He bent and dropped her onto the sofa, causing her skirt to slip up and expose the lusciously tapered columns of her thighs. She quickly pushed her skirt down. "Adam, what in the world are you doing here?" "That's a long story," the blond, good-looking devilish step brother of hers replied as he straightened up and looked at her. "Hey, you look great, pancake!" "Well, thanks. You look pretty good yourself. But how come you're not at college? The semester isn't over yet, is it?" "It is for me, I'm afraid. I, uh, got into a little trouble." He turned and walked to the door to get his suitcase. Zoey followed him. " What kind of trouble?" He re-entered the apartment, carrying his bag, and closed the door behind him. "Hey, where's Matthew? Is he still not always around?" "Yes," she said with a sigh. "He's been gone four months now. He's got one more month before his first leave." "That makes it kinda rough for you, I guess." Adam's blue eyes glinted oddly. She looked away. "It's difficult for both of us." "Well, you've got somebody to keep you company now. You don't mind if I stay here, do you, Sis?" This gave her a little shock. She stared at her brother. "Well, there's… only one bedroom the other one isn't cleaned up yet. "Hey no worries, I'll take the couch" he said with a grin. "Hey, it's such a pleasure to see you!" He swept her into his arms again, and his firm lips pressed hers, forcing them apart. He kissed her with more than brotherly warmth. Zoey responded in a way that first surprised, and then shamed her. This was the first kiss she'd had in months, and she trembled as if it were Matthew's lips which had kissed her. Terrified by her sensual response,, she began to fight Adam, trying to push him away. But he didn't release her until he was ready then stood grinning as if he were extremely pleased with himself. She quickly tried to regain her composure. "Wh-What happened at school?" she asked. "You didn't tell me.""Oh, that. Well, you know me, pancake. I'm quite the ladies man." He shrugged. "So I got one into trouble.""Oh, No!" Adam! "That isn't the worst of it. She was the VC's daughter." Zoey gasped and put her hand to her mouth. "The bitch had it coming," he said coldly. "Any girl who's too dumb to take the Pill deserves what she gets. Zoey began to realize that her brother had changed during the last time she had last seen him. Whether this was a result of going away to college or him having reached the age of being a hormonal teenager she didn't know. He had always been wild getting into one problem after another. But she didn't remember him ever being so callous about it. Of course, he was on his own now, away from home and parents, and she supposed that made quite a difference to a young man. "Would you like a cup of coffee?" she asked. "Or how about breakfast? I haven't eaten yet." "I noticed seems you just dragged yourself out of bed"His eyes twinkled strangely again. "I did sleep in this morning," she replied with a blush. "I overslept." She had the uneasy feeling that he could tell by looking at her that she had been dreaming of Matthew. "Well, I've already eaten. But if you've got a beer in the refrigerator." "Sorry, there's a no alcohol rule in this house" "Matthew and I don't drink at all," she said primly. "Shit!" her brother said and laughed. She turned red. "Adam, shame on you! Language! "Oh, Sis, you're no fun. You really are." She turned and walked into the kitchen, and Adam followed her. "You can pour me some coffee if you want to.""I'll have to make it first. I was just getting dressed when you arrived.""That explains a lot"Adam says with a mischievous grin on his face.

Chapter 2 Chapter 2: Forbidden Fruit

Zoey Beauchamp Shocked and preplexed she sputters "Explains what?" she asked. "Why you aren't wearing a bra. You must've been naked when the door bell rang." Warmth came to her cheeks again. "How can you tell I'm not wearing a bra?" she asked as she spooned coffee into the cup "I could feel your nipples. And the way your tits spread against me, wow!" She whirled around, her cheeks flushed. "Adam, I want you to stop using those obscene words!""You're not to direct such words at me! He blinked. "'Tits, boobs, breasts, these aren't obscene words, It's in the dictionary." "Well, just because it's there dosen't mean you should say it!" As she turned away from him, he remarked, "I don't remember you being so prudish, I guess marriage did change you. "And I don't remember you being so, so…""Vulgar?""Yes. Vulgar." He let his eyes sweep down her back to the full mounds of her ass. He inquired, "Doesn't Matthew ever use words like that?""Of course not! At least, not to me.""How do you talk when you're in bed? Do you say, 'Put your penis into my vagina, darling'?" He laughed. She plugged in the percolator with an angry flourish. Her cheeks continued to glow. "Adam, I don't want to discuss sex with you. It isn't decent for brothers and sisters to talk about those things.""Okay. Don't get ticked off." Besides we're step siblings. Step brother Zoey! Remember that now and for the Future. "Just what are your plans?" she asked coolly, though her cheeks still felt warm. "My plans? You mean, about school?" She got down a box of dry cereal and a bowl. "That, and where you're going to live. "I want to stay here in Boston. As for school, I don't dare go back. I'm just screwed, I guess, unless I can get into another college. She frowned over his use of "screwed", but she supposed it fell into the category of common slang. Anyway, she thought, his problem was her main concern at the moment. "Have you told Mom and Dad about your trouble?""You gotta be kidding.""So they think you're still in school, huh?""I suppose.""Isn't the school likely to get in touch with them?" she asked as she stepped to the refrigerator and took out a carton of milk. "Maybe. Now that's why I have to hide out for a while, until it all blows over.""But, Adam, you'll have to tell Mom and Dad where you are. They'll worry.""Quit bugging me, will you?" he demanded sharply. Then he flashed her a quick grin, and his tone softened. "Things are bad enough without my big sister giving me hell besides.""I'm sorry," she said in a small voice. She proceeded to eat her breakfast. As soon as the coffee was ready, she poured it for Adam and herself. They talked about old times. But there was something that troubled Zoey. Her brother seemed different, and the way he acted toward her made her nervous. He kept watching her with that strange glint in his eyes. This was the first time they had been alone together since she was married, and she felt uneasy. After she had finished eating, they walked into the living room. "This is a nice place," he said. "You and I can get along just fine here." She looked directly at him and spoke in a serious tone. "Adam, I'd like to have you stay here. You know that. But don't you think you'd be more comfortable somewhere else, where you can have more… space?" He grinned. "I figure I can have all the space I want right here. Anyway, I don't have any money so, unless you could be so cruel as to leave your little brother stranded. "I could help you out until you get a job." "Hell, I don't want to take a job. I'm hoping to get into another college. If I can make it, I'll only be here until then – maybe a couple of weeks." Zoey swallowed hard. "Come on." He stepped over and drew her into a loose embrace. "You know you'd like to have me around." He moved his hand slowly up and down her arm, and the caress made her skin tingle. He was big and handsome, not at all like the roughneck little boy she remembered. She began to get a giddy feeling as she stood close to him. What's the matter with you? an inner voice demanded. He's your brother! "Step brother"Another voice chipped in.... Panic seized her, and she pushed him away. He narrowed his eyes and studied her reaction, a grin playing along his firm, handsome lips. "You're gonna let me stay, Zoe. You want me to stay. I'll be good company." "But, Adam…" "No arguments now, or I'll take you across my knee and give you a spanking. I'm not your baby brother any more. I've grown up." That certainly was true, she realized, and it accounted for the strange way she felt about having him there. But he was still her brother, either little or small and she assured herself that there was no reason to feel uneasy in his presence. She believed she wouldn't have had such a crazy sensation if it weren't for the fact she was starved for Matthew's cock. "All right, Adam. You can stay." He grinned broadly. "That's my girl! Hey, do you mind if I go in and take shower? "Go ahead," she told him. "Grab a towel from the closet." She pointed. He gave her a wink and followed her instructions. As she listened to the sound of the shower, she moved about the apartment, putting things in order. It would be good to have company, she decided. She didn't know anyone in Boston except for a couple of the other tenants in the apartment house, and she wasn't really close to them. She and Adam had grown up together. How silly of me, she thought, to be afraid of having him here! The shower stopped running. She was dusting and cleaning the Tv when she heard the bathroom door open. She glanced up. Adam entered the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. A few droplets glistened on his manly chest. Again she felt that strange sensation of pleasure as she looked at him. "I forgot to get some clean clothes from my bag," he explained as he picked up the suitcase. She watched him carry it to the sofa. As he put it down, it rubbed against his body, and the towel came undone. It dropped to the floor. Zoey's eyes widened as she stared at her brother's nude body. She had a side view of his hard like Cock dangling in front of his balls. His cock was every bit as large as Matthew's, perhaps larger. Crimson red creeps into Zoey's cheeks, and she averted her eyes, her heart thumping. "Hey, I'm sorry," Adam said with a laugh as he bent to pick up the towel. He glanced at his sister and, though she was partially turned the other way, he could see the redness of her cheeks. Holding the towel around him, he walked over to her. "See something you liked, didn't you?" he asked in an intimate tone. "I did not!" she maintained vehemently, still facing away from him. "Now will you please take your clothes and go into the bedroom?" Her body was filled with a mad emotion that she couldn't control. She suddenly felt very hot between her legs. Her nipples goes hard against the fabric of her dress. Adam placed his hand on her back and quickly slid it down to caress her rounded butt. The feel of her, and the thought of what he wanted to do, sent blood rushing into his cock, congesting its tissues and causing the virile tool to lift. It pushed the towel forward. Zoey twisted her body and attempted to slap his hand away. But he grabbed her around the butt with one hand and held her shoulder with the other. As he turned her into his embrace, the towel fell to the floor for the second time, and his hot Cock stuck nakedly upward between their bellies. Zoey's senses reeled as she felt the warm, rigid dick pulsating against her. She looked down and saw the head of his Cock, which was rosy with desire. She kept thinking, This is your brother – little Adam! But her feelings were anything but sisterly toward him at the moment, and this fact aroused a rush of guilt which mingled with her desire. The guilt became her dominant emotion, and she fought him. "Adam, what's the matter with you?" she demanded as she struggled against his encircling arms. "We can't do this!""Sure we can, pancake," he said. "You want to, I want to, and were grown up – so why shouldn't we?" She was amazed by his attitude. He didn't sound like her step brother at all. She was even more amazed by her own internal response, but she continued to struggle. The matter had progressed too far for Adam to permit it to be stopped. Anyway, it was clear to him that she didn't want to stop it, regardless of what she said or did. He swung her up into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. She thrashed about, but this didn't force him to put her down; it merely caused her skirt to slip up to her waist, uncovering her pink panties. His cock pushed up against her thinly clad buttcheeks, and this gave added excitement to them both. "Adam, stop it!" she cried. "Oooh, please!" But he laughed and continued towards the bed. He dropped her onto the mattress and her skirt billowed waist-high. He fell to his knees beside her, his big cock standing erect. I couldn't help but thrill at the sight of how huge and hard his rod was. But her shock and shame at what was happening remained. She tried to assure herself that Adam was only teasing her, that he had no intention of actually fucking her. Such a thing between a brother and a sister seemed unthinkable to her. He kept laughing as he wrestled her into submission, his heavy cock whacking her thighs and hips as she struggled. Finally, she realized it was useless to fight as long as he held her this way, and she went limp, whining and panting. He looked around for something with which to tie and gag her. The pillowcases seemed the only choice within reach. He grabbed a pillow, pulled the case from it, and rolled it into a thick rope. Zoey could have slid away from him then, if she had reacted quickly enough. But what he was doing with the pillowcase puzzled her, and she watched it. By the time he had revealed his intention, it was too late for her to get away. She was shocked when he pressed the improvised gag into her mouth. Excitement hammered through him as he pulled the pillowcase tight around the back of his sister's head. Now she knew that he wasn't teasing; he obviously intended to screw her, as unbelievable as it seemed. A terrible humiliation came over her. She kicked and struck at him as she cried and mumbled against the gag. But his vastly superior strength enabled him to hold her in place while he stripped the case off the other pillow. He turned his struggling step sister onto her stomach, and held her legs together, folding them over her butt. He managed to gather her arms close to her ankles, and he looped the pillowcase around her ankles and wrists. But he didn't draw them together tightly enough to hurt her. Though she could continue to writhe, she couldn't roll over or work her way off the bed. He straightened up onto his knees. He was breathing hard, and his eyes glinted as he grinned down at her. "There you are, pancake," he said in a tense, husky voice. "How do you like that, huh?" He watched her asscheeks vibrate erotically in her filmy pants, and his cock jerked higher. His cock was so hard, the viens popping, it looked so monstrous in size and was very red, pre cum oozed out the small hole at its tip and washed down the side of the shaft. "You'll like this before I'm through with you," he promised. "I'll make you really groove on it! You're gonna love old Adam like you never did before!" he laughed. Zoey was gripped by such terrible fear, shame and excitement that she felt she was going to faint. She remained conscious and stared wide-eyed over her shoulder, focusing on her brother's awesome Cock. His rod twitched and exuded another thick drop of moisture as he placed his hand on the seat of her panties and wobbled her bouncy butt back and forth. His balls were drawn up tautly at the base of his upthrust, quivering shaft. His method of tying her was quiet easy to remove. Zoey could escape but a part of her couldn't bring herself to move. Zoey watched his every movement. She continually made sounds against the gag, but those sounds weren't ones of refusal or denial but ones of anticipation...

Chapter 3 Chapter 3: Lust Filled Ecstasy

Zoey Beauchamp Adam's first glimpse of his step sister's pussy made his erect cock jerked, and he feared for a moment that it would go off. But it didn't. He pulled the panties off Zoey's feet and tossed them aside. He leaned against one of her legs, holding it in place against the bed, while he grasped the other and tied a stocking around its ankle. He extended that stocking to a lower corner of the bed and looped it securely around the frame. He wrenched her other leg towards the opposite corner of the bed and tied it in the same manner. Now she was spread wide open to his lustful gaze. Zoey was horrified at how her body responded, She had never felt so humiliated. But the realization that her pussy was utterly exposed to her brother's eyes, plus the sight of his Cock, sticking up fiercely from below his belly, gave rise to an erotic excitement which she couldn't control. Her pussy dripped wet and Adam couldn't help but grin as he watched it drip wetly and her cum soaked her pussylips. He leaned closer and placed his thumbs against the puffy outer layer of her pussylips which were covered by downy, golden-red curls. As he spread the tender lips open wide, all her juicy inner pinkness became exposed. He saw her cute clit sticking up, below it the tiny vent of her urethra, then the deepening recess of her cunt hole which was rosy and inviting. His cock ached to sink into her snatch. But there were other things to do with her first, he thought, and other things to see. He moved around beside her and worked a hand underneath her back so he could lower the zipper on her dress. She stared up at him, wide-eyed. She was making no sound now, and she wasn't moving. She felt utterly helpless. Opening the zipper down the back of her dress, Adam removed the garment all the way up to her armpits, exposing her firm, shapely boobs. Her nipples stood like pink towers on small circular bases. Adam grinned as he brushed his hand across the rubbery nubs, causing her tits to quiver. "pancake, you're really wet!" he said. She tried to speak against the gag, but it was useless. All she could do was moan. Her gaze kept returning to his hard-on, which showed no sign of softening. In fact, the head seemed even swollen, if that was possible, and was now completely covered by gleaming moisture. He bent and snaked his tongue around one of her standing nipples. She shivered and tried to make herself believe that her response was due to revulsion. But she knew better. Excitement sizzled along her nerves. Her pussy was getting wetter by the minute, and the inner mouth of her cunt swells as it tried to stretch open wide. Adam basketed her tits between his hands, shoving her nipples together, and began to lick them all over. His restless tongue licked and suckled her tingling nipples, he clasped his warm, sucking lips around one nipple, then the other, and drew at them for long, pleasurable moments, enhancing his own excitement as he built up Zoey's despite her wish not to respond. Zoey lets out a strangled moan. His tongue was doing marvelous things to her tits as it glided back and forth, up and down, crossing and recrossing her hot, throbbing nipples. Again his lips clamped around one of the sensitive passion buds and sucked so delightfully. She writhed against the mattress, straining at her bonds. It was terribly humiliating to be spread out and tied, and to be treated as Adam was treating her, yet there was a perverse pleasure that flowed from it. Her cunt throbbed. Adam kissed downward along her body. He licked at her smooth, quivering tummy as she wriggled. Then his hand passed over the tuft of hair on her cunt mound and dipped between her open thighs, stroking up and down on her soft, wet gash. She tried desperately to block out the thrills that cascaded through her. But it was no use – she wanted and needed what Adam was doing. She wished he weren't the instrument, but he was young and handsome and male, and the effect was almost the same as Matthew would have aroused if he were with her. Adam's stroking of her wet, unfurled cuntlips caused his fingers to sink into the meaty softness. The inquisitive tip of his middle finger found the way which led deep into her body. Soon that finger was gliding smoothly in and out, fucking her hot, molten hole. Oh, no! Zoey thought. No! But her body throbbed wildly. It wanted to reach for a deeper, wider penetration. It was only by exerting the greatest possible effort that she managed to keep her hips from bobbing against her brother's lewd and incestuous finger strokes. His own excitement had now reached a pitch that he needed more and without wasting anymore time, Zoey's eyes widened still more as she watched him scramble between her thighs. Her skin burned where his turgid Cock slapped against her as he settled himself. She stared up at his face, which was so familiar yet seemed strange now. No… no… no! she thought. God, no! But there was nothing she could do to stop him. Emitting a short, animalistic growl, Adam pushed his cock down and nosed its tip into his step sister's pussy entrance. She moaned against the gag and strained at her bonds. He mustn't do this! she thought. He mustn't! But Adam seems to be in his own world as he plunged his thick and marvelously swollen cock into her hole until she had absorbed its entire length. He held the shaft deeply within her cunt for a few moments, and she stared up at him. The presence of his Cock in her felt exactly like it did with Matthew but it wasn't Matthew's face that was looking down at her. She jammed her eyes closed and tried to shut out the feel of her brother as she had blocked out the sight. But when he began to stroke his big, strong cock within her, pulling his cock back and forth. Thrusting it forward, up and down, she couldn't keep her own hips from not moving. Once her hips Started moving against her own volition, she was shrieking against the gag as her hot cunt drove up and down the slippery length of his shaft. The hair-covered lips of her pussy ground themselves into the coarse tendrils at the base of his cock. His balls slapped rhythmically against her asshole. "Matthew… Matthew… Matthew…" she was saying into the gag, as she kept her eyes tightly closed in an effort to support the fantasy. But she knew this wasn't Matthew who was fucking her. It was her brother. Her own step brother! He moved faster, grunting. The rapid pumping of his full, firm Cock gave the nerve endings of her cunt and clitoris the complete measure of stimulation she had longed for ever since Matthew had gone away. Though she kept trying to make her mind blank, her effort were nothing and she couldn't help the surging orgasms and climax. The release was magnificent, as good as she had ever experienced with Matthew. It actually even better, because she had gone without satisfaction for so long and her need had become so intense. She vibrated and moaned. But then, as a blissful, warm relaxation came over her, Adam came. She felt his hot cum strike at the entrance of her womb, and this gave rise to a fresh wave of shock and shame. His semen! Shit, what if it makes me pregnant? My God! Oh, my God! She began to move anxiously against him, as if to throw him off. But this, of course, was impossible, since she was tied hand and foot. Her eyes blazed wildly. She made anguished sounds against the gag. Adam grinned and backed off her. "Fuck Zoe, have always fantasied about this" he said. "I always knew you would be a hell cat in bed, Matthew's a lucky guy." She kept trying to speak, but he couldn't make out any of the words. "I'll take the gag off," he offered, "if you'll promise not to yell." She nodded quickly. He reached around to the back of her head as she raised herself from the pillow. He unknotted the gag and tossed it to the floor. "Ooh, Adam… Adam!" she moaned, tears coming to her eyes now. "That was awful! Oh, it was a terrible thing to do! What if I get pregnant?" He grinned. "Then old Matthew will have himself a mini pancake. But you enjoyed yourself, didn't you?""Let me up," she pleaded earnestly. "You won't try to run out, will you?""No, of course not! Just let me go to the bathroom." Immediately he proceeded to untie her, and she got shakily to her feet. Her dress fell back, covering her. Her brain was reeling, and her legs would hardly support he, at first, but she managed to make it to the bathroom. She closed the door behind her, She felt a sickening sense of guilt, because she believed she had done something unspeakably evil. He might not be her blood but he still was her little brother. Step brother but still related. She had not only been untrue to Matthew, but she'd fucked her own step brother. If she hadn't climaxed, she might have avoided most of the blame, in her own mind, on the ground that Adam had bound her and had forced her to accept his cock. But her physical enjoyment of the act had closed this moral escape hatch, and she had to face the full brunt of shame. When she returned to the bedroom, he was stretched out on the bed, still naked. She didn't look at him at first. But she felt his eyes following her as she moved about, picking up her panties and the pillowcases he had used to bind and gag her. "Tell me you didn't enjoy it just as much as I did then I'll apologize," he said. "I thought it was terrible," she responded, "and I'll always hate you for doing it to me.""That's denial. I saw the look of desire on your face as you stared at me. I felt you cum under my fingertips" he scoffed. You're being a hypocrite right now for trying to appear the Victim Zoey. we're going to be together day and night. You'll admit the truth before long." Finally she faced him. "I want you to get out of here," she said. "And the way I feel right now, I never want to see you again." "Ha-ha," he said, smirking. Her eyes swept down his nude, handsome form. She couldn't seem to keep her gaze from returning to his crotch. Now his Cock was soft, and it seemed harmless, but she recalled how it had felt inside her cunt, and she shuddered, turning away. "You're on protection, right?" he asked. "What?" "pills. Contraceptives. Have you got any?" "Start taking them. Take one right now. If you're not on any, your pussy must have been collecting a lot of cobwebs since your owner wasn't here to fix you up" "I will not!" Her eyes blazed with defiance. "pancake, you're pissing me off," he warned. "Don't call me pancake! And stop using those horrid words." "Looks like I'm going to have to tie you up again." "I won't let you," she declared, tensing herself and watching him warily. "I'll run." "You'll have to run mighty fast." She decided that he had gone mad. To her, there was no other explanation for his completely amoral attitude. It seemed clear that she would have to escape right away, if she was going to do it. She would have to run out of the apartment with nothing but the dress on her back. One of her friends in the building would give her refuge, she believed, and from their apartment she would be able to call the police. But if she were to do that, the whole story would come out. Her parents would hear about it. Matthew would find out, too. Oh God! she thought. As Adam got off the bed, she backed up slowly, her eyes on him every second. She didn't know which would be worse to let him catch her again and fuck her like he had before, or call the police and create a sandal. It was a difficult decision, and she hesitated for a few seconds. That slight delay took the decision out of her hands, for Adam lunged and caught her. He spun her around and tossed her onto the bed once more. Whimpering urgently, she tried to scramble away, but he was on her, holding her down and swinging astride her. "Don't yell," he warned quickly, "or there'll be a bad scene. Think about it. You don't want people to come in here now." It was true. She didn't want that. She realized at least that the scandal would be even worse than what was happening. But to think that her step brother was treating her this way. She stared fearfully at his crotch as he sat obscenely atop her. His Cock curved forward, not hard but not completely soft, either. The hoselike, nozzled tool bore some drying traces of his sexual moisture and her own. The scent was strong in her nostrils, and it made her head light. "I've got to get you over your high and mighty attitude, dear sis," he said. "You were always that way with me at home. You always knew best, and you bossed me around. Well, I'm the boss now, and I'm going to make you like it. The reason I can do that is because I've got what you need." He took hold of his cock and waved it at her... She closed her eyes. "Ooh, no! Noooh! Nooooh!" She felt him move, and she opened her eyes. She was shocked to see his crotch approaching her face, his Cock shaking and bobbing, his balls quivering as they hung down. He shifted his knees to the outer sides of her arms, which placed her in complete submission. His sexual scent grew stronger. It's suffocating! she thought. She turned her head away and tried to shut out the smell. But that was impossible. It seemed to permeate her being. He laughed as he settled astride her neck, his cock and balls hanging above her chin. "No… no… no!" she said, turning her head from side to side. "What's the matter? he asked with a chuckle. "Haven't you ever sucked a cock before?""Oooh, God!" she moaned. "You mean you've never taken Matthew's big old rod into your mouth?" Lord make him stop it so she could resist! she prayed!

Chapter 4 Chapter 4: Fucking My Step Brother

Zoey Beauchamp Zoey didn't give in immediately to her brother's demand. She flopped her head from side to side, making his cock and balls bounce against her nose and chin and cheeks. She kept her mouth firmly closed, her lips turned inward, and tried not to breathe. But she couldn't keep up this resistance for long and finally was forced to take a deep, dizzying breath of his sexual fragrance. In reality this was partially her own, since his cock still bore traces of her cunt juice as well as his sperm. The giddy sensation reached all the way to her toes, and she couldn't help opening her mouth slightly to let out a ragged moan. Adam took quick advantage of the opportunity and worked the tip of his cock between her soft lips. However, her teeth prevented its further progress. Her eyes popped open and she stared up at him. He gripped the sides of her head to hold her in position. As he grinned down, his blond hair falling partially in front of his youthful face, he shifted his hips slightly, causing his dick to waggle sideways between her lips. For the first time in her life, she had the taste of cock. The flavor was strange and somewhat salty. Her stomach churned, but surprisingly enough didn't retch. Instead, she felt her saliva begin to flow. She kept breathing in the scent of masculine sex, and the combined smell and taste gave rise to a peculiar desire within her. The feel of his spongy cockhead, moving laterally between her lips, was oddly exciting, though she had assumed it would repel her. She even allowed her jaws to part slightly and her tongue to venture forward to tickle the tip of his cock. This contact so aroused the him that he growled, gripped her head harder, and drove his cockstraight between her lips until the coronal ridge passed through the soft encircling gate, forcing his entire cockhead into her mouth. She continued to stare up at him, and her eyes assumed a strangely bemused quality. She tightened her lips around the shaft of his cockand gave a little suck. From this, she derived a stronger burst of flavor. But there was more to the sucking than that. She also derived a psychological satisfaction which she couldn't understand but which was undeniably real. Her brain began to spin lightly. There was a subtle buzzing in her ears. As Adam smiled, restraining his motions, happy to let her accustom herself in her own way to the pleasure of giving head, Zoey was surprised to find herself licking at the glans while she resumed sucking on the smooth knob. Then something even more exciting began to happen to her as his cock swelled, becoming less resilient. The cockhead expanded quickly to all but fill her mouth, and the shaft behind it stiffened so that he had to shift forward. He leaned against the head of the bed, and his cock projected straight downward between her jaws. She went slightly cross-eyed as she looked at it, so she closed her eyes again. She concentrated on sucking and licking his dick. Her conscious mind became blank. This was what she had wanted since the shocking episode with Adam had first begun, and now mercifully it had happened of its own accord. Her moral sense blanked out at the same time, and her world seemed to be composed only of the sensations of taste, smell and touch – sensations more, intensely stimulating than any she had experienced before. His cockhead was so huge it bunted against the roof of her mouth and crowded her tongue. But she still managed to move her tongue around it, licking the silken-smooth surface. His cock seemed to be exuding fluid, for she felt the need to swallow frequently and she couldn't believe she was generating all that moisture from her salivary glands. The flavor of his cockwas no longer so strong, because she had washed it quite thoroughly by that time. However, enough of its natural taste and scent remained to provide considerable titillation. At the same time, there was another very male scent drifting to her from his balls. "You're doing great pumpkin," Adam said, breathing hard. Suddenly he pulled back, removing his dick from her mouth with a pop. The long shaft sprang upright above her face, and she stared at it, rosy and gleaming with her saliva. The spell was broken, and she thought of what an awful thing she had just done. It was doubly wicked, she believed, because she had done it with her own step brother! She began to struggle, kicking and trying to wriggle from underneath him. She managed to raise her arms high enough to scratch him. However, he quickly settled down onto her chest, squashing her tits beneath his butt and hooking his legs around her arms to pin them in place. He turned and remounted her, facing her feet. This placed his hairy ass in full view of her. He backed up, until he was astride her face, then leaned forward onto his elbows. Horrified, she stared up into his crotch, where the hair was thick and his crack was parted to reveal the dark puckered dimple of his asshole. She held her breath as he settled, plopping his balls against her nose. Looking back, he raised slightly, then grasped his cockand tilted it downward, pressing the cockhead to her lips. "Suck it, baby," he commanded. There really was nothing she could do but obey as he worked the bulbous dickhead between her lips once more and sank it fully into her mouth. His nuts settled down astride her nose. As he began to pump his hips in short, slow strokes, fucking her mouth with his wicked prick, his balls bounced lightly against her nose and closed eyelids. Again she sank into an unthinking, amoral state which was dominated wholly by sensation. She sucked and licked at her step brother's tasty cock, taking it all the way into the opening of her throat this time. She breathed in the slightly sweaty scent of his balls. Adam bowed his head between her thighs, wrapping his arms around those firm, tapering columns, and touched his tongue to the humid, soft lips of her pussy. This sent a magnificent new sensation scorching through her, stimulating her to suck and lick his cockeven more actively. It was truly a multidimensional thrill that she felt. His flickering tongue and browsing lips worked all over the folds of her gash and her erect, quivering clit while her lips guided avidly up and down his spit-slickened shaft. His cocktip surged into her mouth and throat as her tongue danced over the bulbous mass. His licking of her pussy turned her on more intensely than her husband's... She became wildly excited. When Adam stopped and swung around to position himself between her legs, she didn't have to be forced to accept him this time. With her eyes closed and her lips passionately parted, she lifted her hips to meet the impaling thrust of his stiff dong. He sank the long, hard tool deep within her hole, grunted with pleasure, and wrapped his arms around her. "Now fuck me!" he commanded. "Really fuck me!" She moved against him from the start, and the strokes of his cockin her rising and falling cunt brought intense pleasure to them both. She lifted her legs and crossed them at the small of his back, letting her heels ride his bobbing rump. His cockhead stretched the walls of her cunt as it pumped up and down in the slick, clinging channel, touching bottom each time he thrust. His shaft pressed her clitoris, stroking it firmly. All her intimate nerve ends received the most exquisite stimulation, causing her to pant and moan with delight. Again she surged to climax before he did, and she was baffled in wondrous warmth. All tension left her. As before, she didn't think about the risk of becoming pregnant, and he could have climaxed inside her cunt for the second time if he had so wished. But he sat up and pulled out of her hole as soon as her climax had tapered off. He gave his red, wet cockseveral strokes by hand as it projected above her belly and she watched dazedly as his milk-white semen spurted forth to strike her tits and tummy. This was a new experience for her; she had never watched Steve's cock erupt. Smiling at her, Adam wet his fingertips in the sperm, and placed them against her mouth. She let him smear the viscous fluid along her legs and between them. She tasted the slimy substance and found it surprisingly bland. It was something like the white of an egg. "How do you feel now?" he asked, still smiling warmly. "I… don't know.""You'll figure it out," he said. "Next time I ask you to play, there won't be any argument.""Oh no, Adam We mustn't!" He laughed and climbed off her. He seemed very pleased with the progress he had made so far. He remained in the apartment for the entire day, and he wouldn't allow her to go out. That was all right with Zoey, because she didn't feel like facing people, anyway. The shame of what she had done with her step brother was like a weight around her neck. She wasn't able to shrug it off, because of the enjoyment she had derived. Though he had forced her to do those terrible things, she had to admit he had liked them. She tried to avoid looking at him, and she spoke only when necessary. This made for a very strained atmosphere, but Adam didn't mind. He looked forward to that night and was confident that she would respond to him then. Zoey tried not to think about what lay ahead she couldn't think about her husband, either. She went through the day feeling numb beneath her heavy load of guilt. She prepared a dinner for Adam and herself, and afterwards they watched television. She kept her eyes trained on the screen and hardly said a thing. Adam continually glanced at her and smiled inwardly. At a little after ten o'clock, he said, "Well, let's turn in.""I'll get you a couple of blankets for the couch," she replied and stood up. He rose and caught her arm as she passed him. "I'm not sleeping on the couch," he announced. "Quit being silly," he said with a grin, and drew her up against him. Her full tits mashed against his chest, and her belly pressed his crotch. She felt an immediate surge of response. Oh, God, I'm so evil! she thought. But the self-condemnation didn't diminish her desire. Adampressed his lips to hers, and his eager tongue opened her mouth wide as it forced its way in. His tongue caressed the entire interior of her mouth, and his impudent hands caressed the globes of her bottom, rubbing and rolling them through her thin skirt and panties. The heat rose within her, and her tongue began to flutter against his. After a while his tongue retreated back in to his own mouth and hers followed. He clamped his lips around the wet, quivering invader and sucked. This heightened his excitement and hers, as well. After he quit sucking her tongue and allowed it to withdraw, he thrust his tongue deeply into her mouth and she did the sucking. His cock rose against her belly, and he lifted her skirt at the back so that he could caress her plump ass. Only her silky panties separated her firm buttcheeks from his hands. She writhed against him. She sucked his tongue harder. Moisture broke from inside her cunt, and she felt very warm indeed. By the time he terminated the kiss, she was ready to fuck. He walked her into the bedroom. Her eyes were downcast, but her vibrant young body hummed with anticipation of the sinful delights which were in store. He said, "I want you to undress in front of me. But I'll take off my clothes first." She offered no argument, but stood compliantly next to the bed as he removed his shirt, shoes, socks, trousers and shorts. His cockhad relaxed somewhat, but it still curved forward, ready to snap to rigid erection at the first stimulus. He folded back the covers and lay down on the sheet. "Now take your clothes off slowly," he directed. "And pose for me while you do it. Show off your pretty body." She moved forward numbly and began to unbutton her blouse. She avoided looking directly at him. The blouse slid away, revealing a snugly packed white brassiere. She unfastened her skirt and let it down. She wore no slip or stockings – just her pink tailored briefs. "Turn around," he instructed, and she did so. He stared at the beauty of her ass, hugged by the shining panties. The thin nylon pulled tightly across her buttcheeks, and the faint shadow of her ass crack showed through. "Take your bra off before you turn around," he said. She reached behind her to unfasten the garment and allowed the straps to slide down her arms. She took the cups away from her full tits. "Turn and pose for me," he instructed. She felt shamed and embarrassed, but she was also sexually stimulated by the situation. There was a thrill about displaying herself brazenly to a man, even though that man was her brother. Perhaps the thrill was greater because he was her brother. She didn't know. She turned slowly and showed him her bare tits. He grinned, and she noticed that his cock was sticking straight up. "Play with your jugs," he said lewdly. "Squeeze em and move 'em around." The color was high in her cheeks, and her pulse pounded fiercely as she brought her hands up underneath her boobs, curling her fingers and thumbs around as much of the shapely flesh as she could hold. She squeezed the mounds gently and shifted them about. Her nipples grew stiffer and stuck out. They turned a deeper shade of pink. "Bounce your tits on your hands," Adamsaid. She closed her eyes and let her lips part moistly as she jiggled her titties up and down. Adamgrasped his cock and stroked it slowly. "Now take your pants off," he told her. "Turn the other way, and let me see your ass first." She turned around. Her nerves tingled with excitement. The crotch band of her panties pressed moistly against her hot cunt. She took hold of the elastic waist of her briefs and slowly let it down, turning the garment inside-out as it peeled away from her firm, shapely bottom. She bent slightly to draw the panties down her thighs, and her hair-covered cunt mound popped into view. She stepped out of the panties and tossed them aside. She was so worked up by now that she felt she was capable of doing anything without regret. She turned to face Adamagain. "Spread your legs," he said. She did so, and the fullness of her cuntlips became evident. "Open your little box," he said, his voice turning husky. "Show it to me." Trembling, she touched the lips of her pussy with her fingertips. She spread her puffy gash apart and exhibited the pink vestibule to him. Moisture dribbled along us meaty folds. "Now come over here," he said. She was ready. As she approached the bed, her nerves sang. Adamremained in the center of the mattress, and his limbs flung out so that he occupied the entire space. She stopped and stared down at him. He grinned and pointed at his erect prick. "Suck my cock," he commanded. She paused for only a moment, then climbed onto the bed, settling on her knees astride one of his legs. She bent forward, her, golden-red hair tumbling against his bare skin. Her hand encircled the base of his hard-on and pointed the big tool directly at her mouth. He watched her lips part moistly as she approached the tip of his rod, then felt the incomparable thrill of having her warm mouth enclose his swollen cockhead. She began to suck and lick his palpitating prick. To Zoey, it now seemed as if his manly shaft belonged in her mouth. She liked the feel of the slippery, round rod between her lips and the thick head forcing her jaws wide apart as it bunted her palate and forged into the opening of her throat. She liked the scent and taste of it. She enjoyed pumping her mouth up and down on the wicked dong. She sucked his cock eagerly until he told her to stop. "Now get on top of me," he ordered. "Ride me like a horse." She swung astride him and fitted his gleaming wet cock into the flaring mouth of her cunt. The sensation was delicious as she slowly let herself down on him. His fat dick forged its way up her hole until its blunt end pressed her uterus. He gave her some instructions about how to sit astride him and how to move. A passionate moan escaped her lips as he began to wind her cunt around his penetrating tool. She sat up straight, as he'd directed, and her hair hung down below her shoulders. Her boobs jiggled tautly as she rotated and bobbed her hips, her twat imparting a delightful massage to his upthrust, encircled pecker. She stared down at her brother's flushed, smiling face. It still see med unthinkable that she was fucking him this way, enjoying it so intensely. But the truth was the truth. She closed her eyes, and this eased her torment while heightening the sensual pleasure of the forbidden fucking. He raised his hands to her bobbing tits and let them quiver against his palms. Her nipples brushed him excitingly. He gave her titties a quick squeeze and slid his thumbs and forefingers out to her nipples. He pinched the rubbery protrusions and tugged at them, stretching her tits forward. Now he used her nipples as tiny handles to swing and jiggle her boobs. She moaned again and swung her head, causing her long silken hair to whip about her shoulders. Adamgrasped her hands in his and let her lean against him as he drove his cock upward in a rapid tattoo. She caught a breath and whined sharply. She moved her lips rapidly against his. Suddenly he stopped the frenzied action and folded his legs back beneath him. He sat up, pushing her back ward, and she fell over with him atop her. His cockhad remained within her tightly clasping cunt, and now he resumed the furious fucking, driving his stiff rod into her snatch at a merry rate. "Uh… uh… ooooh!" she said, and moved rapidly against him. Her boobs shook and her mouth twisted passionately as he screwed her with everything he had. She climaxed, shaking and panting, her quivering ass suspended above the bed. He barely managed to hold off his own climax. Now he pulled out of her hole and quickly scrambled forward, straddling her at the neck. His balls bounced against her chin, and his wet, wild-smelling cockstuck upward over her face. He adjusted his position so that he could hover directly above her face, supporting himself on the headboard of the bed. Then he tilted his cockdownward and pushed the slimy cockhead between her lips. "Uuuunnnggh!" she said, taking his rod with a gulp. He began to work his hips, and his slippery cockstroked up and down in the soft sucking circle of her pink lips. He fucked her mouth vigorously. She breathed raggedly through her nose and gripped the cheeks of his ass. She squeezed his butt, her fingers pressing into the firm flesh, and she sucked wildly at his rapidly stroking cock. She knew he was going to finish in her mouth this time, and she wanted him to do so, shocking as the idea seemed. At the moment she wasn't interested in ideas, or in morals. She wanted only to feel the magnificent gush of his jizz into her mouth and throat. To hasten the moment, she sucked his shaft as strongly as she could, and her tongue lashed his huge, spongy glans as he pumped up and down in her mouth. Her brother's balls tumbled rhythmically against her chin, and she breathed in the raunchy scent of them. Lubricant seeped from his cockand mixed with her saliva, which she swallowed frequently. Finally she felt his cock swell and quiver. She clamped her lips firmly around the stalk and bit into the spongy head with her teeth as she tongue-stroked the rounded end of the rod. She sucked fiercely. She heard her step brother groan, and suddenly her mouth was filled with his thick, warm sperm. The first gush nearly choked her, but she managed to gulp it down, her eyes watering. His cum kept spurting, and she continued to suck at his prick, because she wanted to empty the entire contents of his balls. Jet after jet of the slimy fluid flooded into her mouth. A small portion seeped out from around his stroking shaft, and it trickled down her chin. Watching his, Adamexperienced a new ejaculatory spasm and wallowed in bliss as he pumped still more jism into his sister's sucking mouth. She kept gulpng until she had swallowed all the cream he had. Only when his cockbegan to grow soft did she let the spongy head ooze out and flop away. Then she stuck out her tongue and swiped it over her chin as far as she could reach. She gazed up at him, her eyes wide and a little glassy. "Thank you," she said. "For what ?""For the sexual experience," she told him. He snuggled down beside her, and they kissed