CHAPTER 70: FOR EVERYTHING

As she turned toward the bed, Rebecca’s hands were already untying the straps of her nightgown. The thin fabric slipped from her shoulders, and as it fell to the floor, her naked skin gleamed in the candlelight. Her breasts were full and firm, nipples hardened; her body trembled with the hunger accumulated from the long separation.

I began unbuttoning my shirt, but she didn’t wait. Her hands reached for the buttons of my pants, aggressively pulling them open. My penis sprang out erect, throbbing like a pulse in her palms.

When Rebecca’s fingers wrapped around it, she squeezed with a warm and tight grip, sliding up and down to arouse me further. Her eyes were on me, burning like blue flames.

There was no need for words; our desire was a storm beyond language. Instead of pushing me onto the bed, Rebecca suddenly turned her back and pulled me toward the window.

She braced her hands on the windowsill, lifting her hips toward me, swaying them invitingly. I approached from behind, my hands gripping her buttocks, kneading the firm flesh.

When my penis touched her wet lips, Rebecca’s vagina was already soaking. A hot, slippery invitation, the moisture inside her swallowed me instantly. As I entered her, those tight, wet walls enveloped me, like a velvet glove, tight and fiery; every inch offered a moist friction, with hot liquid from her depths soaking my penis. Rebecca moaned, a high and muffled sound.

"Ahhnnmm, Leonardo!" she cried, her voice a mix of moan and scream, echoing off the room’s walls.

I buried myself to the hilt, thrusting fast and hard. Rebecca was aggressive; she pushed her hips back against me, pressing herself rearward to take me deeper with each entry. Her hands scratched at the glass, her body beginning to glisten with sweat. With one hand, I grabbed her hair, gently pulling her head back; with the other, I squeezed her breast, crushing her nipple between my fingers.

We moved in that rhythm, standing before the window; the dark night outside witnessed our passion. Rebecca’s vagina grew even wetter with each thrust, her fluids dripping down between her legs, pooling on the floor. Her moans rose: "Harder! I’m yours, only yours... AHhh..!" she shouted, her voice broken with whimpers, like a plea from the depths of her love.

Suddenly, she turned, pushing me back against the window. Now she was the aggressor. She knelt, taking my penis into her mouth, sucking and circling her tongue around it. Her wet and hot mouth reminded me of her vagina’s moisture; she took it deep into her throat, her gagging moans vibrating as her throat contracted.

I ran my hands through her hair, guiding her head, but she didn’t relinquish control. She stood, wrapping her legs around my leg, repositioning my penis into her vagina. Leaning against the window, we fucked standing; as I lifted and lowered her, Rebecca shook her hips, her wet walls tightly gripping my penis with every movement.

"Ahh, yes! I feel you, deep inside... Mm-ahhh..." she moaned, her cry loud and wild, as if proclaiming her perverse, deep love for her stepbrother, the fire of our forbidden bond burning hotter with each thrust.

She pulled me from the window and dragged me toward the door with aggressive steps. She leaned her back against the door, lifting one leg, taking my penis inside her again. Pressed against the door, we pumped hard; the door creaked with each entry, Rebecca’s moans echoing in the room.

"Faster, Leonardo! Ahhhhh! My love... I want you everywhere! Mmmmn-AHHH!" she cried, her voice a mix of moan and scream, her vagina’s wetness flowing down our legs again.

That tight, hot cave pulsed with each thrust; the fluids inside made the friction slippery and fiery. I lifted her, wrapping her legs around my waist, thrusting into her like pounding against the door. I wasn’t gentle, matching her aggression, squeezing her buttocks hard enough to bruise.

We moved from the door to the table; Rebecca lay on her back on the table, spreading her legs, pulling me in. I positioned my penis in her vagina, leaning against the table’s edge and thrusting hard. She slammed her hands on the table, kneading her own breasts; her moans rose.

"Yes, right there! Ahh, Leo, I’m burning for you!" she shouted, her wet walls squeezing around me, fluids squirting with each thrust.

To change positions, I grabbed her wrists. I flipped her over, laying her face down on the table, entering from behind; slapping her buttocks, pulling her hair. Rebecca pushed her hips back against me, responding aggressively.

"Deeper, my love! I love you, this forbidden love of ours..." she moaned, her voice filled with broken screams.

We slid from the table to the floor, continuing standing. Leaning against the wall, I lifted one of Rebecca’s legs over my shoulder, her other foot on the ground for balance as I buried my penis deep in her vagina. That wet, hot cave enveloped me.

Her tight walls trembled with every thrust, the abundant moist fluids creating a slippery friction that soaked my penis. Rebecca’s aggression was at its peak; she slammed her hands against the wall, swinging her hips back to draw each thrust deeper, her vaginal muscles gripping my penis tightly, as if unwilling to let go.

With one hand on her hip and the other on her back, I accelerated the rhythm, thrusting in and out, harder and deeper each time; the collision of our skin echoed with wet slaps in the room.

"Ahhh, Leo! More! Ahhhhhh! I want... your cum.... AHHHmnnn!" Rebecca cried, her voice a muffled moan and wild scream mixed, like a confession erupting from the depths of her love. In Rebecca’s eyes, her deep possessive desire for me shone, as if she wanted to keep me inside her forever.

Despite the cold stone of the wall, our bodies boiled with sweat; suddenly, Rebecca pushed me, switching our roles again. Now she pinned me against the wall, wrapping her legs around my waist, positioning my penis in her vagina and beginning to bounce on me by shaking her hips.

Her vagina’s wetness was incredible, hot, slippery walls swallowing my penis with each descent, fluids squirting and scattering; that tight channel contracted and relaxed, squeezing me, producing more moisture with every movement, like a storm. I dug my hands into her buttocks, lifting her up and dropping her down in response, active and demanding; I sank my nails into her flesh, challenging her aggression.

"Yes, right there! Ahhnn, I love you... this love of ours, this desire... Mmm-AHHH!" she shouted, her voice filled with broken screams, her breasts bouncing with each jump, nipples hard and inviting.

Rebecca’s breaths were rapid and ragged, her eyes reflecting that deep, possessive desire for me while leaned against the cold stone wall. With that perverse, inexhaustible passion for her stepbrother, her forbidden love.

Rebecca’s breasts bounced with each jump, nipples hardened and gleaming in the candlelight, as if saying to me, "More, my love... AHhhh! I want to feel you inside me. Ahhhhh... Ahhh!"

Suddenly, she slowed, lowering her hips one last time and squeezing my penis deep in her vagina, that tight channel contracting and relaxing to hold me still for a moment. Her eyes were on me, burning like blue flames but now mixed with shyness. Her cheeks flushed, she bit her lip. She placed her hands on my chest, gently pushing, lowering her legs from my waist.

"Leonardo..." she whispered, her voice hoarse and trembling, like a confession from the depths of her love. "Take me... to the bed. Please." She averted her eyes shyly, but her hand was still on my penis, fingers lightly stroking, her desire still burning but now laced with hesitation.

I lifted her by her soft buttocks and carried her in my arms, walking toward the bed. As I walked, I buried my lips in her neck, biting to leave marks. I laid her on the bed, and as she lay on her back, her eyes were on me, that wild desire hidden beneath her shy gaze.

"I want to try something new," she murmured, her voice trembling, cheeks flushing deeper. "For tonight... I had it specially prepared. For you. So you won’t leave me again..."

She took a small bottle from the nightstand drawer. Made from herbal oils, with a light and exotic scent like lavender and olive oil mixed, a lubricating liquid. Her hands trembled, shy but determined; she opened the bottle, poured some into her palm, and spread it on my penis.

Her fingers warm and gentle, but she squeezed aggressively, sliding up and down to spread the oil over every inch. My penis throbbed like a pulse, hardening further with the oil’s slipperiness, ready and inviting.

"I want you... from behind, Leo. Don’t hurt me... Be gentle. And don’t worry, I cleaned myself nicely for tonight..."

My heart raced, and responding to her shy yet aggressive offer, I turned her face down. Rebecca lifted her hips and spread her bum cheeks apart for me with her inviting hands. Above her wet, dripping vagina, a small pink hole was twitching with excitement.

I placed my hands on her buttocks, kneading the firm flesh, oiling my fingers to prepare her rear entrance. I gently inserted my oiled finger, widening that tight, virgin entry.

"Ahhh! No... slow... but don’t stop," she murmured, her voice a mix of pain and pleasure.

She was aggressive; pushing her hips back to take my finger deeper, her body trembling as it adjusted. I pressed my penis against her oiled anus, slowly pushing. That tight, hot entrance enveloped me like a fiery ring, tight and inviting, advancing inch by inch with the oil’s slipperiness. Damn... how tight and narrow that hole was.

Rebecca let out a high moan. "Ahhhhnn, Leonardo! I feel you... too hot-AHHH-Ahhngg!" she cried, her voice hoarse and passionate.

I entered her fully, gradually accelerating the rhythm as I thrust in and out. That tight anal channel contracted and relaxed, squeezing my penis, the oil’s slipperiness making the friction fiery and intense.

"You can go faster... ahhh! I’m yours, this love of ours... ahh, I love you, I want to feel you more..."

Her body glistened with sweat, her breasts rubbing against the bed, nipples hardened; I lifted her, stroking her vagina with one hand, slipping my fingers between her wet lips to give double pleasure. The intensity was at its peak.

Each thrust echoed with the collision of our skin and the wet slaps of the oil; Rebecca’s love was evident in every moan, as if she wanted to keep me inside her forever, the fire of our forbidden bond burning with every movement. My climax approached, my pulse quickened, my penis swelling.

"Rebecca... I’m cumming,"

I suddenly pulled out, but she was faster. Aggressively turning, shedding her shyness, she grabbed my penis and positioned it in her vagina.

"No, my love... inside me, in my vagina. I want your seed... deep inside... Make me pregnant!" she begged, her voice trembling, blue eyes shining with that deep desire.

Of course, I wouldn’t refuse such an offer from such a beautiful woman. I entered her vagina again, to the hilt, and began to cum. It was a long, unrelenting release. My hot sperm spurted into her depths, more with each pulse, filling her like a river.

Rebecca’s vagina contracted, those tight, wet walls squeezing around me to prolong my orgasm, milking me like a cow. She soon reached her peak too, her whole body beginning to tremble. Her contractions were violent and uncontrolled, legs shaking, back arching, hands scratching the bed.

"Ahhnnhgg! Leonardo! I’m coming... I love you, AHHHHHH!" she screamed.

Her body convulsed with orgasm waves, contracting and relaxing, her vaginal walls pulsing, fluids mixing with my sperm and squirting out, wetting our bed. My ejaculation lasted longer, continuing endlessly due to her contractions, each spurt bringing more heat, more semen travelling deeper into her, filling her womb.

Finally, we collapsed, our breaths mingling, our bodies covered in sweat and fluids. Rebecca’s eyes were on me, that shy smile returning, but the passion beneath still burned.

"I love you, Leo... I’ve never experienced anything like this before... I’ve never felt this good... Thank you... For tonight, For everything..." she whispered, pressing her lips to mine.