Page 17 of Wicked Sins

I doubt the blood is real.

What porn star would dare take a chance at contracting a sexually transmitted disease just to earn a few bucks?

Then again, there are some desperate people out there.

Now my hard on’s disappearing with all this introspection going on.

I close my eyes for a moment, stroking hard but slow to get back on track. Now that I’ve started, I have to finish…blue balls is gonna be a fuck load harder to live with than the nervous energy I’d had before.

I’m not in the least surprised when Candy pops into my mind like a bad dream. Except…she’s the furthest thing from a nightmare.

Naked, spread-eagled, chained to a brick-faced wall that could have been a prop in a Dracula movie…she’s the epitome of virginal innocence. Pale skin, bright eyes, lustrous hair.

A body begging to be abused.

A pussy ready to clench around my dick.

And a wet, succulent mouth already open and trembling for a kiss.

My knees are wide as they can go. I shove my sweats down my thighs, baring my cock. Pressing it to my stomach, I stroke the underside of my shaft.

Candy struggles against her bonds as I draw closer. Her perky breasts jiggle, and she licks her lips as if they’ve gone dry.

I reach her a moment later, and stroke my fingers down her belly.

My cock throbs hotly against my stomach. I grab it and twist my stroke as I move my grip up and down my dick, swiping a thumb over my crown to collect the lube leaking from my tip.

Christ, my eyes are glued shut. I thought that video was good, but I’ve never full-on jerked off to the thought of my stepsister before.

But I’ve gone too far. I can’t stop now.

My fingertips stroke her wet pussy.

In real life, I have a death grip on my cock as I bring myself closer and closer to the edge, one long, lingering stroke at a time.

Candy’s mouth falls open, her body jerking as I start fingering her. She says my name, licks her lips, her breasts jiggle as she tries to get away from my touch.

Because it’s wrong.

We can’t do this.

But here I am, lining my cock up with her dripping pussy as she begs me not to fuck her.

As if I’d ever do that.

Fuck.

I’m close.

I bite down on my lip, thrusting into my own grip as I imagine sinking the first inch of my dick into Candy’s soaking pussy.

She lets out a desperate mewl.

Begging me to stop.

Jesus.

My body stiffens.

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