A Taboo Romance With A Billionaire - Part 2

"Oh my," Amelia says inserting a finger, which is fast joined by another. "I never imagined I'd have to put out at work, sir."

"I believe my insurance covers it," I say, frustrated and in disbelief that she has it in her to play coy at this point.

"It does?"

"It explicitly states ‘nurse pussy on demand.’"

"Does it also state ‘stepsister pussy’ on demand, Mac?"

"Yes," I say after a pause.

"So you are asking your stepsister to sink her blonde wet pussy down on her stepbrother's cock, Mac? Is that what you are saying?" Amelia says with a quiver in her voice. Each word makes me only want her more, despite the depravity of it all.

"That is exactly what I am saying, Amelia," I say, not stopping there. It feels now I've passed beyond the boundaries of my moral compass, I can't hold anything back from the woman I love and desire. "I would have fucked you years ago if I’d known you wanted me."

Amelia's eyes light up and it urges me on.

"The only thing that made me keep a distance is the fact that you are my stepsister." There, I said it. I've come clean.

Pretending she is thinking it over, her fat tits rising and falling as she nails her pussy with her fingers, Amelia finally asks, "And you are certain it will help bring that horrible swelling down, Mac?"

"Oh, for the love of God!" I say, frustrated with pent up lust that needs to be released.

"You need it that bad, eh?" my stepsister says with a devilish smile.

"For longer than you can imagine," I say. "Why do you think I buried myself in work? So I could avoid the woman I love."

Amelia

"I love you too, Mac," I say, the warmth in my chest equal to the fire between my legs. I’m over the moon now I know that the man who is responsible for the state I am in loves me back. "Stepbrother," I add with a wink.

"Stepsister," Mac says, a smile slowly spreading.

Thrilled and excited, I press that monster cock of his against my hot snatch. My heart is beating so hard and fast that I fear it is trying to escape from my chest. Sinking down with a grunt that comes straight from my throbbing clit, tears pop and escape from the corner of my eyes as Mac's cock goes straight up to my belly.

"Fuck!" I cry, the heat that consumes my spasming pussy peaking. The sensation between my legs is divine.

As inexperienced as I am, I already know I'm addicted for life, like having shopping-fever, only this is cock-fever; the kind of condition where thinking clearly is hard and where sacrifices are readily made to sate the craving. Like the initial discomfort as my drooling pussy is back to struggling to accommodate the fat pounds of cockmeat that is stretching her out so badly.

"Oh fuck, yes!" I cry again when Mac starts to buck his hips off the mattress, his heavy balls slapping up and against my ass. The ass that is in for a serious spanking once Mac is up and running again, I'll make certain of that.

Humping, my hips rocking, pleasure builds like a fire out of control. What should be a serene place for Mac to heal and recover has turned into place where moans and grunts and squeals penetrate the air, which is heavy with the scent of sex. The kind of sex that is raw and all consuming, shameless and liberating. The sex we denied ourselves for years.

"Oh Mac, your cock feels so big inside me," I squeal, dropping one hand to rub my clit. The other takes care of the long, stiff nipples. Mac's face is a mask of lust and the pain that his broken bones must give him with our bodies rocking, but neither of us are willing to stop the primal copulation that was a long time in the making.

"Tell me you love your stepsister's tight wet cunt around your fat cock, Mac!" the lust-crazed woman that his hard, throbbing cock has turned me into demands to know.

"I do," Mac grunts.

"Say the words, Mac!" I demand, franticly rubbing my clit to what I already know will be a devastating orgasm.

"Your hot, tight pussy feels perfect around my cock, Amelia," Mac grunts, his hips bucking in a steady rhythm. Not letting up, he keeps piledriving that donkey cock of his up and down in my leaking cunt with a dazzling speed, each time slamming it back in the hilt with a force that makes me squeal that much harder.

"Oh God, yes!" I squeal, with my fat tits bouncing and my juicy, spasming pussy sending wave after wave of pleasure through me. "Oh fuck, oh shit, oh yeah," I cry, my pink, burning snatch squirting and contracting around the pole of hard meat that is drilling it without mercy.

Throwing my head back, I arch my back and curl my toes as the pleasure peaks. Shocking all over, fully impaled on my stepbrother's prize cock, my orgasm breaks free like a force of nature, claiming full possession of my body, heart and soul.

"Keep pounding that pussy, Mac! Keep nailing the shit out of me! snatch! Harder! Lay that pussy to waste, baby!" I cry, fresh tears running down my cheeks and my pussy squirting all over my own stepbrother's cock and balls.

Rocking and humping, animalistic sounds escaping from the back of my throat, I'm so far gone that I am barely aware of Mac calling my name. But my drooling snatch, contracting around his cock tight like a warm velvety fist, instantly notices when the cockmeat that stretches her out so perfectly swells up just before it blasts a wave of sticky cum up my belly.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes," I chant, my hips rocking even faster. "Fill your stepsister's womb with your cum, Mac!"

Tensing and relaxing my pussy around his contracting meat, I milk Mac's cum-gushing cock for all I'm worth, a fresh wave flooding my womb each time Mac brutally thrusts home to the hilt with a primal grunt. His face is a pure grimace, just like mine, our eyes bright.