Cyril Grant

The brunette was absolutely beside herself, her body filled with the utmost desire and unadulterated burdening lust and want coursing through her. It was what she craved and had been longing for, for too long. To be filled by him, unable to stop herself to push back against him as he completely obliterated her private hole. The sound of his groans brought a certain satisfaction and smugness upon her features, that it was she who would be able to elicit those moans from him. Only heightened the experience knowing.

She wasn’t going to last long. Her body thrummed with excitement. As they were finally absolutely to experience what they had both secretly craved for all those years. This year was looking much brighter by the moment, knowing they could fully have each other, despite the repercussions it might have, she wouldn’t have it any other way. There’s no going back now. He’s it for her. In her heart of hearts she always knew this. The moment he’d have her she’d never want anyone else. Soft mewls of delight. “I have my moments,” she answered, a soft sigh emitted as his lips captured hers once more fueled with such intensity, as she poured every ounce of being she held for him.

Their heavy moans mingled together, along with the distinct smell of sex in the air. She hummed happily. “Yes, yes, dear brother. Fuck me like you mean it,” she said voice, steeped with seduction. As his cock pounded into her tight canal. “Mmm,” was all she replied in response as her body ached and sore in the most delicious way. God, it felt amazing.

Paige’s orgasm hit her hard, harder than ever before possibly due to who it’s with contributed quite a bit. Her walls spasming around her digits as she tightened around his cock. “Oh fuck, brother,” she cried out in pleasure, she could sense that he was almost at the precipice “Cum in me,” her desperate plea fell from her lips as he fucked her at a ruthless pace.

Hearing him curse and to have his forehead resting upon her shoulder, with her back drenched in perspiration. Soft whimpers expelled from her throat as her digits rubbed her sensitive clit. With his hands upon her hips holding her steady with his punishing pace of each of his vicious thrusts inside her hole. Both of them exhibited wreckless abandon in such throes of passion.

Her breathing regained to normal as the waves of ecstasy slowly started to ebb from her body. “Oh God,” she purred like a kitten with a satiated smile etched upon her features as she heard him finally come undone. It was her new favorite noise. Feeling his cock expand inside her canal, filling her hole with his potent seed. One of her hands reached behind and grasped harder at his backside. “So good, so good,” she hummed.

It seemed so right to have her on his cock; taking every inch of him and giving herself this pleasure. The fact that she had carried the same thoughts as he had when they were young made him regret not acting on it sooner. If he had, those years of watching her with another man would have been less painful. It was his chance now to show her what it meant to be worshiped and to be taken to such heights of ecstasy that she would never sate herself without him. It was his promise to her to keep her satisfied; and addicted to him.

“I’ll hold you to that. dear sister. I won’t allow the night to end without seeing you take my cock buried in that sweet mouth of yours” he said, assuring that her commitment to her words stood ground, lest she torture him with the thought and take such a gift from him. She already spoke of her desire; her filthy words spilt from her lips and he knew. Paige would drink from him. She would give herself to swallow his cum. It was only inevitable. “I wonder if my dear sister could take it if I fucked her mouth. I’ve dreamed of you sitting prettily on your knees for me, choking and starving for air” he spoke, speaking almost calmly between his breaths as he fucked her hole with firm strokes. “You would look so pretty” he whispered, touching his fingers along her neck and collar.

At her command to him, he growled in his throat. He didn’t need to be told twice as he took a firm hold of her hips. His cock slipped into her arse, quick and hard with a punishing pace to make her feel the strength of his power. She would feel him when he was finished with her; to have her more than trembling but broken in by him. That tight channel would be aching; sore - pulsing and dripping with his seed.

The cry of her release; was music to his ears as it rang in his ears. Her pleas to have him release inside her ass followed soon after. The heavy load that sat heavy in his balls poured his cum deep into her hole and spread onto her skin. It was an experience he could not forget. His sweet step-sister brought him the height of his own release; no other woman compared to her.

He groaned as she purred, eyes moving to look at the mess he had left behind on her skin of his cum painted on her ass. Her ass, leaked his thick white load as it continued to tremble. Cyril hummed, her voice honeyed and her eyes were hooded in delirium. He softly chuckled; the thrill of her wrecked and in ruins of her mind overrun with pleasure. “It was, wasn’t it?” he asked, smirking wickedly.

He saw the look in her eyes; he was not yet done with him and agreed most ardently; words needn’t be exchanged. “The best idea I’ve heard all night, sister” He nodded in agreement; quick to think of a solution to their predicament. They were both freshly fucked, hair messy, skin gleaming with sweat and smelling like sex. Cyril kissed and met her with the same need to leave and retake her. His heart soared at the thought of a night just starting; a love growing with his step-sister to be his alone.

“Meet me at the car. I’ll take care of our parents” he told her, pulling back finally to dress and buckle his pants. Cyril removed a handkerchief from his coat pocket, wiping her down before pocketing the stained piece of fabric with a smirk. “Don’t worry, it won’t be the last time I paint your skin with my cum, sister” he said bluntly with a smirk. Leaning down he pulled on his shirt, fixing his hair to look presentable again. He offered a hand as he found her shirt and handed it to her. “Be careful on your walk back to my car - I wouldn’t want you falling over” he chuckled. observing her slight limp after the soreness of their activities.

Her head flung back as one of her hands reached for the back of his neck. “Oh fuck,” she cried when his lips encompassed her pert breasts. “Sir,” she whimpered as she arched her back even more, her eyes fluttered shut at the sensations that coursed through her veins sending vibrations to her extremities and inner core. She hummed softly letting the pleasure grow as his mouth ravished her hardening buds.

She desperately needed to be his number one, student and perhaps more. She meticulously rotated her hips, causing the most enjoyable amount of friction she desired. Low whimpers of delight escaped as his cock hit her sweet spot. She frantically rode up and down his length. She breathed deeply between pants. “I-I like being your good girl, Sir,” she keened in pleasure as her eyes fluttered at the sensations stirred within. “Me too, sir,” she mewled as her body writhed with hunger and need. His groans made her feel even more alive as they were music to her ears. Knowing that she was pleasing him brought great sense of satisfaction that she craved. They collided in bliss as he thrust up and she pushed down, her walls squeezing around him.

She continued to use that title; claiming it for him to commit to memory and hear nothing else when it was spoken from those sweet lips. Her cunt, swallowed him whole and those whimpers fell from her mouth as her pleasure rose and her skin became hot to touch; goosebumps growing on her skin as he stroked her legs. His mouth was preoccupied with her breasts as he suckled at them before biting at those mounds with a satisfied groan as he marked her up. While it may be her only night with him he would not allow her to forget him either. Tomorrow she would see those red marks purple and think of him.

A breath left him; momentarily taken out of breath at her frantic pace and watched her with his mouth agape. She was sweet; her features were soft but were contorted in pleasure. She was someone he would least suspect to involve herself in a filthy act, and yet - here she was with her back arched, cunt wet and taking her professor for a gallop. She was simply incredible. “hm, that you are, such a good girl riding my cock. You take me well, don’t you - so tight for me” he smiled, looking down at their hips. His cock glistened with her wetness spreading over him with ease. There was hardly a need for him to have prepared her; she wilfully took him and engulfed him without preamble. “Won’t you think of me after?” he rambled, putting the thought in her mind. “Think of me when you touch yourself? I would think of you when I hold my cock in hand”

He smacked her rear; firmly with a harder slap as he felt it warm with the sting that she would be left feeling when she left his classroom. “That’s right, only I can” he nodded; licking his lips as he wet his drying lips. Every pant left him; exerting his energy as he gave her his energy. He clenched his jaw; his neck strained and his veins popped as he grunted and bucked his hips with the motion of her hips frantically swivelling and forcing him to refocus; holding firm to her body and allowing her to cum before him her walls shuddering and squeezing him. His balls ached to empty inside her.

He was more than capable with his cock hard for her; always ready to bury himself within her body and worship her. He showed her then, holding her against the wall of her shower and parted slightly to angle his erected member at her folds. He gently pushed forward, seeing his member become enveloped in her heat again and moaned. “Heaven” he whispered, closing his eyes as he began a steady rhythm that pushed her up and down against the wall. “Fuck, Holly - can you feel how hard I am still. How much Daddy needs to fill you full of his cock? Tell me, Holly. Do you love daddy’s cock filling you up?” He asked, pulling back before he pushed her up the wall and deeply pressed inside until he felt the resistance of his cock at her cervix. “Taking you right where you need it?”

Holly had never been pleasured the way he was doing to her tonight, no one was able to drive her out of her mind like this. Nothing could compare to him. The way he lapped her cunt and teased her clit with his thumb sent shivers down her spine. She bit her lower lip, as an attempt to muffle the loud moan, but she failed. Honestly, she couldn’t care less if anyone heard her and how good this man was making her feel.  Holly felt her second orgasm of the night getting closer. “Daddy!” A powerful electric current ran through her whole body, making her squirm on his lap, taking a grip of his hair as she felt her juices leave her body as she came for him, legs trembling as he gripped her thighs. "Fuck..."

Their rhythm was equally matched as their hips collided back and forth in sync. “So much time, dear brother. “However, will we cope, hmm,” she jested. Her body was on fire as he just kept hitting her spot, thrust after powerful thrust. She moaned blissfully. He filled her so deliciously so. There was no other who had fucked her quite like this. Such raw emotion.

A low huff escaped huff before he closed her mouth with his callous hand. Footsteps above could be heard, yet it didn’t still their movements as he remained deep inside her glistening pussy. A guttural moan expelled from her lips at his words of praise. Her walls clenching around him. There was something completely erotic and sinful about their coupling. Noting the wild look upon his features as she guided him to her puckered entrance. The brunette had a feeling he would be more than into it. It’s insane how similar their needs are. She had always felt some sort of a pull, connection towards him in an a sexual manner and it’s finally coming into fruition. She couldn’t be more thrilled at the prospect. A low chuckle expelled her lips, “I’ll definitely let you,” she murmured before his lips captured hers, full of promise and such intensity, she reciprocated in kind and kissed back with equal ardour.

The feel of him push through her resistance as he plowed into her tight canal. “Oh fuck,” she mewled in extreme ecstasy. Paige pressed her ass further into his vicious thrusts. “yes…yes. You feel incredible,” she cooed and whimpered in delight. It’s only just started between them, and she already knew she wanted so much more from him with every fibre of her being. She’d take everything he had to offer. This had been years in the making.

A nod of his head was all he could give her; cock giving her ass a punishing pace as he moved in unison with her. Every stroke seemed to hit the right spots, harder and harder he struck her; feeling her puckered hole stretch around him. His eyes glanced between them, watching his massive cock, disappear into her as she took all of him. He grunted, open with his panting breath as he stared on in amazement and adoration of her.

With a long pleasured groan the noises mixed with her. An unsurprising thought between them both as they quickly accepted the change. The connection between them sparked; a pull of matching desires and lust. If only this spark had been ignited much sooner. They would have discovered how right this truly was to be together. He had waited for this; still desired her through those years and his patience was gifted with the very thing he wished to have. Her. His panted breath came in a laugh. “You spoil me rotten” he replied, kissed his step-sister with the intensity she gave him; caught in the passion of their coupling and opened his eyes to stare with sharp blue eyes into her brown ones. Lost in them.

Heavy breathes, grunts and moans echoed in the basement with her growing sounds and mewling cries. “fuck, right there, sister” he crooned in motivation and greed; the carnal feeling of his cock pistoning inside her ass with the motion of her pushing back. It only spurned him on. Cyril leaned his head on her; temples touched and his lips brushed her ear. “you feel like heaven” he smiled, grunting over and over with the strength of his hips slamming forth, smacking her backside with every filthy slap of their skin against the other.

Cyril sensed the start of her trembling, shaking with need as she was brought to the edge and her body tensed. He was right there with her; his navel tight and a tight coil within him ready to be sprung. His sac was heavy; filled with his seed and ached to unload within her. His cock; impossibly hard as he felt it ramrod straight as it speared her puckered hole and stretched her thick with his size. He blinked, gasping his breath and growled as he felt a rush of adrenaline; that peak rising in him and pushing harder and faster with a speed he hardly knew had in him.

“Fuck!” he swore, eyes clenched as his forehead leant on her shoulder and felt her walls clenching around his cock in a rippling wave that nearly pushed him over. It seemed to be that she needed more, wanted more as she chased her release as her hand moved to stroke at her cunt. It left him holding them both up, hands on her hips and his stance fixed as he sucked in a harsh breath, His forehead wet with sweat that his hair curled; unruly. He started a brutal pace, snapping his hips forward as he pulled her back with a firm grip on her hips to bring her flush at every piston. While she pleasured herself on her hands, stimulating her engorged clit he fucked her with all the tension these last years had put on him.

He felt her shudder, wetness pooled between them as she came and flooded herself along his cock; making him slick. Letting her come undone took strentgh in him as her walls held him, sucked him into her with a clench and he refused to slow his movements until she reached nirvana. With a final thrust, holding her ass flush to him to hold him deeply buried in her ass. He moaned gutterally as he felt the spasms of his sac spurting his seed inside her. It came in waves, bucking his hips as he released his load and slowly pulled out as he continued to come and saw his seed leaking from her hole.

She hummed blissfully as he told her he earned her grade. That pleased her, but she was far from having her fun with him, after all she still has extra credit to earn. With Mr Grant fully sheathed inside warmth as her walls stretched to accommodate him. He filled her like no other and it only heightened her arousal. Hearing him curse was the sexiest thing to her. It sent a wave of excitement coursing through her veins. While their lips crashed and their tongues danced with precision.

Feeling his hands tug at his shirt, they parted as she let him remove it. Her darkened orbs studied his handsome features. Next to go was her satin bra exposing her perky breasts to his hungry gaze. She swiveled her hips in a figure eight motion as he thrust deeper and deeper inside her dripping wet heat. Her eyes fluttered and her back arched as he took her nipples into his mouth, “Oh, sir,” she cooed in delight. Her breasts were such an erogenous zone for her. An instantaneous turn on whenever played with. His command hit her ears and not one needed to be told twice. Following his instruction she moved up and down along his cock. Her breasts bounced up and down as she did so, what a sight it was. Their moans mixed together echoed through the room. She quickened her pace wanting to bring him to the brink as quickly as possible. She wanted so desperately to have his release inside her.

His bright eyes stared above; her back arched with the touch of his mouth on her nipples. Cyril sucked on them, rolling his tongue and circling her areola as he mouthed at her breast. He could tell that it was a sensitive spot for her; suckling the skin as she voiced her delight and moved to the other as he gave it the same treatment.

At the motion of her bouncing on his lap, he sat back, hands on her hips as she moved with the purpose of her release. He was mesmerized, cock hard inside her and speared her cunt. His eyes gave a show of her bouncing breasts, fast in motion and perked for him. “fuck, yes - what a good girl you are for me” he praised, biting his lip as he watched her and took in every inch of her in his memory. “I should miss you after tonight but you’ll leave me with a wonderful memory, Willow” he moaned, grunting as she started a faster pace. He felt his hips buck into her and drove his cock deep on a sharp thrust as she descended upon his cock. “yes, yes - fuck yes” he nodded, encouraging her to continue her pace as he felt himself wanting to cum again. She had just taken his cock in her mouth; drank him thankfully and now she was going to milk him of his load and he could not deny her that thrill.

Her eyes fluttered at the sensations he caused within. Igniting the fire that burned brightly. “Mmm. It would seem so. Like you were made just for me,” she threw out casually as she pushed her backside wantonly against him. Here and now, in this moment with him fucking her in his fathers basement. Lord, why they honestly hadn’t tried sooner. Sometimes both of them could be rather obtuse. “I believe I can handle it. You’ll find that out soon enough,” she teased her lips forming a smirk.

The brunette was absolutely beside herself with pleasure, her hands reached behind her to grasp the back of his neck. Her body shivered at the sensations, his breath hot and heavy against her flesh. His words only spiked her arousal further. “You’ll just have to find out, won’t you dear brother,” she grinned wickedly. Her breath hitched at the feel of his callous hands tweaking her hardened nipples. Hurting in a good way. “Fuck brother,” she wailed in sheer bliss her walls clamping around his cock like a vice.

It fell in sync, his hips pushing forward as she pushed back and grasped at his neck to hold her close to him. Cyril was almost wrapped around her, arms below her own as he teased her skin and firmly kept a grip on her. Her shameless actions, both step- sister and step-brother were full of impure reflections of one another. “We lost so much time, dear sister.”

He felt the goosebumps on her skin; not the cold chill or air but the rise of her hot flesh writhing against his own. “gods, you love to tease me and press my buttons” Just as she did before she gave him rise; now it tickled her to tease him worse when now that he had his cock buried inside her cunt. It should have made him mad with wanting to take her rough as he wanted. He should show her who was in charge but he would have his way another time. That sweet wail falling from her lips would live in his mind as he chuckled through a long pleasured moan as her walls clamped around him. “Oh fuck, my sweet sister” he crooned, kissing below her ear. “

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Shhh” he held his hand over her mouth, cutting her off as he heard steps above them and met movements with his own; he remained in sync with her. He carefully pulled back his hand as the footsteps retreated from above. A whimper caught his attention with her words. “Fuck, sister - you take me so well.” he praised, head leaning in hers as he closed his eyes at the pleasure of his cock; warmed by her tight sopping cunt gripping him.

He felt her movements; hands manoeuvring and gasping as he slipped from her and his eyes flashed open. Cyril's eyes darted to her hands, reaching out to grasp the cock and guided him to her rear; his cock-head touching the puckered hole. He parted his mouth, grinning wide and met her with a wild look. “I should worship you.” he praised, grasping her face in his hand and kissing her passionately. He nodded at her words.

He swore, began slow as he entered her for a few moments before he slammed into her hard. Hard and fast and deep and everything he’d wanted to hold himself back from, but he was beyond control now. Listening to her cry out beneath him at the rough pace. In the basement of his fathers home drove his cock home, no one around them, just her tight arse and his cock inside it mattered to him in the moment.

Her eyelids fluttered as his rough hands threaded through her dark locks. She heeded his words. Willow hungrily took what he gave her as she kept on sucking him through his release. She felt his spurts of cum hit the back of her throat and some bits had gradually oozed out of the sides of mouth and left a trail of drips from her chin. She swallowed all she could, the saltiness leaving it’s mark on her tongue in it’s wake. She swirled her tongue one final time before she pulled back completely. One of her hands wrapped around his cock and pumped a few times, with the other her digits wiped at the remnants before she slipped them inside her mouth as she sucked them clean, waste not want not after all. She hummed blissfully, “you taste absolutely divine, sir” she murmured with a wicked grin. A girl could get used to that” she answered in a dulcet tone.

With the last spurts of his seed releasing from his cock it leaked through the corners of her mouth as his load was copious and thick. Her lips glistened with saliva, droplets of his cup falling on her chin. A sight he would not soon forget; grunting as it remained hard as she stroked him. Cyril gaped his mouth, breathing heavily she swallowed and licked her fingers clean from her fingers as she cleaned the mess from her chin. He moaned, closing his eyes before he opened them once more. It would take little to convince him to another repeat. He hadn’t expected him to be so taken with her. If she asked for more and returned to his company he could hardly deny either of them the pleasure.

“You have truly earned your grade” he promised, smirking as she stood to push him back into his seat and watched her move quickly to straddle his lap. His blue eyes stared into her dark orbs as she pumped his half-hard cock and felt it revive; becoming hard again for her. He was still wet, lubricated by her saliva and slipped easily into her sopping cunt. Her folds parted, welcoming his massive cock into that tight cunt. “Fuck..” he breathed, grasping the back of her head as she kissed him; lips pressed firmly to hers and tongue tangled as he moaned into her mouth as he moved his hands to pull at her clothes.

He parted breifly, pulling her shirt off and over her torso and looked at her with an appreciative glanced before he moved to remove her bra; throwing it to the floor and took her breasts in his hand. A firm squeeeze, groping at her, pulling at her nipples before he took it in his mouth and then the other. A hand slapped her rear, echoing loud in the classroom. “Fuck me, Willow” bucking his hips as he encouraged her to move and watched her ride him and grin as her tits bounced for him.