Sarah's Stepsister Emily Returns

"How did this change come about?" I asked earnestly. "Did he use a spell on you?"

I was only half joking about William using a spell on Emily.

"No, it's nothing like that," Emily replied. "At first I hated him. We were working together late at night, clash and constantly bickered. But late one evening while we were doing document review, things clicked, then spiraled. Now me and him are an item, constantly together, and have an active sex life as you saw."

"What about your job?" I asked. "Your career?"

It seemed obvious that Emily wasn't going to be a lawyer forever considering the plans William and her had.

"Maybe someday," Emily allowed, her voice trailing off.

I was dumbfounded. William really had fucked away Emily's desire to be an independent woman and have a prosperous career right out of her. She seemed destined to be the mom of a large flock while William went to work and was the breadwinner.

But another thought popped into my brain at that moment. Maybe Emily had been so adamant about being an independent career-driven woman because these submissive thoughts, demons even, were tormenting her thoughts in the background, all through college, threatening to rear their ugly head at seemingly any moment.

And away from the safe harbor provided on her college campus, in the toxic cutthroat world of corporate law firms in New York City, and without anyone who knew her well, just maybe Emily had succumbed to her deepest, darkest desires and things had just perpetuated from there.

"Are you happy?" I asked. It seemed like the most pertinent question.

"Mostly," Emily replied. "I'm going to be a mom, be loved, well cared for, and have a family. William's place is impressive. You should see it sometime."

I found myself nodding. If only because I was eager to see how their home life played out. Seeing Emily as a doting homemaker would be intriguing to say the least.

"How about you?" Emily asked. "Are you seeing anyone?"

"No," I replied.

"You know we both saw you spying on us," Emily replied.

"I just, umm, had to see," I admitted, looking downward. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Emily replied, wrapping her arm around me. "You can't help being curious. And prying eyes always seem to fall on William and myself."

"Do you always wear the ball gag?" I asked.

"Only when we need to keep the sound down," Emily replied. "I'm a bit of a screamer. At least for William."

Emily even giggled a bit at being a bit of a screamer for William.

Deep down, I was thinking about how wearing a ball gag, maybe more than any other sex toy removed someone's autonomy from sex. Even with handcuffs, ropes, restraints, or whatever, at least the submissive party could articulate their wants, desires, or sexual preferences. Emily, bent over and gagged, was merely a vessel for William to pump his seed into.

"Oh, by the way, William will be knocking on your door soon," Emily said.

My eyes lit up in response. I didn't expect that.

"What?" I asked, as my heart fluttered and my skin tingled in excitement and apprehension.

"Whether you answer it, is solely up to you, but I sense how badly you want him to fuck you silly," Emily said, kissing me on the cheek before getting up out of my bed as she disappeared into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

I didn't know what to do, but I reflexively got up and turned the lock on the doors to both the hallway and bathroom.

When I returned to my bed, I saw it. On my light blue sheets, was a dark stain. William's seed had leaked out of my stepsister's pussy and seeped onto my bed. And the pungent aroma of William's infiltrated into my nostrils which brought to mind the fresh, raw memory of William roughly fucking my stepsister and reinvigorated the excitement I had felt while watching them through crack in the door.

Chapter Five - Ten Minutes Later

10 minutes later I was seated in bed, my chest up against my knees, with my arms wrapped around them.

I had expected William to knock on my door seconds after Emily turned on the shower, but it hadn't happened. At least not yet. The waiting, the anticipation, and trepidation was intense. My skin was tingling, my heart beating furiously, and my mind racing. A bit of flop sweat was even forming on my forehead.

All the while the scene of seeing my stepsister getting roughly plowed played in head on repeat, like it was a broken record. As was the look from the both of them, toward me, when they spotted me in my act of voyeurism.

That was the hardest thing. William had seen me spying on him and Emily. He knew I was intrigued at the very least by their amorous bedroom activities and now he wanted to deflower me, right after he had fucked my stepsister? And Emily was okay with it? Hell, she had practically endorsed it.

It would be wrong, naughty, taboo. But I hadn't been had sex in forever and the prospect of William fucking me from behind with his thick tool that he had just fucked Emily was arousing and intoxicating.

A loud knock at the door shook me to my core and caused second thoughts. I looked over at my phone. It was 12:36. Late. I could go to sleep. Stay in my safe haven. Locked away from the outside world and William with the large piston he called a cock that was probably eager to stretch my pussy to damn near the breaking point.

But my pussy was brimming with heat, slick with excitement, demanding attention. I could just masturbate. But I had to feel William's cock pumping in and out of me, pleasuring me, giving me an inside look into Emily's world and the man who had transformed her from an independent woman into little more than his sexual plaything.

I got up and took three steps to my door. It was like an out of body experience as I saw my right hand reach out for the doorknob, turn the lock to open, before lingering there as I contemplated whether I actually was going to go through with it.

"Fuck it," I whispered to myself and opened the door.

William was standing there, in the middle of the hallway, wearing nothing but black boxer briefs, with his arms folded across his bare chest. My gosh was he massive. Not necessarily chiseled, but barrel chested. I thought he was going to burst into my room, bend me over, and take me. But he just stood there, like he was waiting for an engraved invitation.

"Would you like to come in?" I asked with a degree of trepidation apparent in my voice.

William walked in the room, causing me to back off. He stood there, right before me, lurking over me, almost a foot taller than me. I had fucked men this tall before, but none were as intimidating as him, mostly because I had just watched what William had done to my stepsister.

I reached out with my hands to feel his chest as I looked up to him. I had questions to ask.

"What did you do to Emily?" I asked earnestly.

"Showed her a different path in life," William replied, taking a soft grasp of my wrists with his massive right hand, looking down at me. "One she was receptive to."

My legs were positively trembling as my entire body quivered. Meanwhile William had the most confident cocksure look and the bluest eyes I had even seen on his face as he looked down at me. His jaw was square and strong and his face had a fair amount of dark stubble on it.

"There's more to her than being your sexual plaything and being a mom," I pleaded softly.

"She's going to have time for little else for the foreseeable future," William replied as his eyes burned a hole in mine, while his free hand softly stroked my hair.

I was positively melting as my legs wavered as William looked into my eyes, held me wrists and stroked my hair. I was getting slick with excitement, horny, and wanted to feel William's cock.

"Okay," I whispered in response.

William leaned down to whisper in my ear.

"I can smell how turned on you are," William observed. "The question is are you going to get on your knees like a good girl?"

I was trembling as my heart pounded into my chest. William wanted me to suck his cock. It no doubt still tasted of Emily. But I wanted William to fuck me in the worst way. Just as he had fucked Emily. I found myself nodding in agreement as I slowly sank to my knees, where I crossed my arms across my chest, grabbed the hem of my shirt and quickly pulled it over my head, revealing my small, perky breasts to William.

Reaching out with my hands, I pulled down William's shorts revealing his engorged cock. Up close it was positively intimidating. I grabbed William's cock by the base and brought my lips to it, planting a soft kiss on the head. William's girthy member twitched in my hand in response.

I unhinged my jaw and took William's thick member in my mouth that was full of saliva, making love to it with my mouth as I massaged the thick shaft with one hand while I cupped his large, pendulous balls with the other.

Like I suspected William's cock tasted of a mix of sour and sweet no doubt from having just cum deep in Emily's pussy. I bobbed eagerly on it, as his cock-head hit the back of my throat with not much more than half of his member inside my mouth.

I'm not the most experienced in giving oral sex and deepthroating wasn't a specialty of mine. But I hoped to make up for it with enthusiasm, as I eagerly bobbed up and down on William's cock while I furiously stroked the thick shaft that radiated heat in my petite hand.

As I fondled his balls, I thought about how sperm from these very balls had knocked up Emily and I wondered how much of his seed was left in there after depositing a hot, sticky load in Emily not long ago in the bedroom mere feet away.

"Would you like to get fucked?" William asked

Mouth full of cock, my eyes bulged in excitement as I looked up at William and nodded eagerly. I felt my whole body going excited at the imminent prospect of getting fucked by the large cock currently in my mouth.

"Get up on your bed, Sarah," William commanded.

I climbed up on my bed, on my knees, and submissively bent over, back arched, elbows on the mattress with my fingers outstretched, offering my pert ass to William on a silver platter.

I gasped as I felt William climb into bed behind me as his intoxicating, intimidating presence loomed large over me. His cock was surely pointed straight at me, threatening to push deep inside of me.

Behind me, William deftly grasped my panties, slowly pulling them over the supple flesh of my ass and down my smooth, tender thighs. I whimpered softly as I felt my pussy being exposed to William as he pulled my panties down past my ankles, before finally tossing them aside.

With his massive right hand, William softly caressed my ass.

"Please fuck me," I whimpered softly. Everything nerve ending in my body was crying out for William to stuff my pussy full of his glorious cock.

"You're horny Sarah," William observed with a soft swap of my ass.

"So horny. For your cock," I panted out.

William teased my pussy with his cock head as he took a firm grasp of my hips, asserting his dominance over me. I arched my back even deeper pushing back into him. My pussy was gushing, practically begging for his thick cock deep in it.

I gasped as William slowly pushed inside of me, inch-by-inch, causing me to squeal as his large cock stretched me out like no man ever had before. It was incredible. When his pelvis pressed against my ass, I knew that I had taken his entire member, something that I wasn't even sure was possible until just now.

"You're so big," I moaned, impaled my William's cock.

William started stroking in and out of me causing me to moan loudly with each thrust deep inside of me. My eyes were shut as I imagined how hot this must look. Me bent over taking William's huge cock. Him behind me, claiming the pussy of his girlfriend's stepsister as his own. I was positively excited beyond description, and the loud squeals escaping my lips told the tale of how aroused I was.

"Do you need this," a familiar voice asked.

I turned and looked over. It was Emily, fresh from the shower, white towel wrapped around her body, holding a ball gag in her hand, presumably the one she had worn not long ago.

I bit my lip and nodded eagerly. The last thing I wanted was for dad or mom to find me getting bent over by William. Emily passed the ball gag to William who proceeded to hold it just in front of my mouth. Submissively, I opened my mouth and bit down on it, while William fastened underneath my auburn tresses.

"You've never looked hotter, sister," Emily whispered in my ear, before going to sit on my computer chair, facing it toward William and I, on my bed.

While I had surreptitiously spied on Emily getting fucked by William, it seemed like Emily was intent on openly watching me get defiled by her boyfriend.

I moaned into the gag as William once again took a firm grasp of me, right around my waist. It almost felt like the entirely of his big hands were wrapped around my dainty waist, enveloping me with his hands.

William teased the outer folds of my wet labia with the bulbous head of his cock, tracing it in a circular fashion as he worked his way inward, until he slipped just the head of his cock inside of me, causing my toes to curl and my nails to knead at the blue sheets on my bed as William pushed deep inside of me again, filling me, stretching my vaginal walls with his thick cock.

Wiliam started stroking in and out of me deliberately, rhythmically causing intense feelings of pleasure deep inside of me as my entire body quivered in response to his considered approach. Heat was radiating from my vagina while it felt like William was poking me in my stomach with his massive cock. I knew I would be sore tomorrow from getting fucked by William, but all that mattered was cumming tonight.

Then William spanked me. Hard. Then again. All I could do was squeal into the ball gag securely lodged in my mouth as my ass burned bright red with heat. No man had ever spanked me before in bed. Even playfully. But, coming from William, it excited me greatly. I arched my back even deeper and wiggled my ass on Williams' cock. Sore ass or not, I needed more of his prodigious dick.

"What a slut, huh babe?" Emily called out.

"She loves it," William replied as he took a firm grasp of my hair, pulling my head back, and slammed into me again. Hard. This was so erotic and unlike anything I had ever experienced before.

In my peripheral vision, I looked over at Emily. Her facial expression told me that she was positively fascinated by watching me take William's cock just as she had not long ago.

Pleasure coursed through my entire body as I writhed on William's cock. All of this felt so naughty, so wrong. But it felt better than anything I had ever experienced in my entire life. Soon William was burying his cock inside of me with all the vitality and vigor that he had to offer. And it had me imminently close to an orgasm.

I found myself moaning loudly into the gag as I approached an orgasm. Emily was right. This damn contraption was necessary to prevent myself from damn near waking the dead, passed-out, or asleep. I would be mortified if my mom or stepdad found me in this position.

"She's close babe, make sure she cums hard on your cock," Emily called out.

William's reply was another firm smack of my right buttocks as he tightened his grasp on my hair. This was all too much. My senses were threatening to overwhelm me, turn my mind to mush as pleasure, hormones, and heat coursed through every inch of my body. This was it. I was going to cum. Hard.

My whole body spasmed as I came as I tried to squeal loudly, only to be muffled by the ball gag lodged in my mouth, while my pussy gushed and tightly clamped down on William's cock as he let it linger deep inside me at his maximum point of insertion, while his pelvis was firmly pressed against my ass. My eyes bulged as I felt William's massive member positively shudder deep inside of me, as he grunted loudly behind, before depositing the first wave of seed deep inside my wet, gaped pussy.

I gasped as it felt like more of William's prolific seed poured deep inside of me, seeding me with his essence.

William released his firm grasp of my hair and instead pushed on my upper back, forcing me downward, while he lingered deep inside of me ensuring that gravity aided his cum that surely was matriculating even deeper inside of me. I imagined his little swimmers were eagerly searching for an egg to fertilize, just as they had done for Emily.

I said a silent prayer saying thanks that I was nowhere near the peak of my fertility cycle. Finally, after a couple of minutes of being face down, ass up, William withdrew from my gaped pussy, leaving behind a cavernous-sized empty feeling in me as he rubbed his cock head on my right ass cheek, presumably to clean any residual cum on the head of his cock.

I collapsed on the bed as my brain was inundated and overwhelmed with emotion, sensations, and the revelations of the day. It was too much. When William disappeared back into Emily's bedroom without a word or removing the ball gag, Emily was there to unstrap it and offer words of encouragement, as she sat on the edge of my bed.

"You took William like a champ Sarah," Emily offered, caressing my cheek as I lay on my side, facing her.

"Thank you," I pouted.

"Get some rest, Sarah," Emily said. "You've had a long day."

I found myself nodding in response to Emily. But I knew that it would be forever before I would fall asleep. And I also knew that something had been unlocked deep inside of me by William. Just as he had done for Emily.

That thought permeated through my thoughts while I lay naked on the bed, struggling to find the blissful escape of sleep.

Chapter Six - Next Morning

I woke up the next morning, the sun shining brightly in my room, as I felt the familiar weight of my comforter over my body. For a brief second, the new day, sun shining, and the sounds of the birds chirping.

Then the events of the evening came flooding back to me. Hearing Emily's getting clapped by William, my voyeurism, getting spotted, our conversation, then getting fucked and fucked hard by William.

Maybe it was all a dream? That would make sense. Well as much as anything rolling around in my memory. But when I pulled up my comforter, my naked body along with the residual soreness in my pussy, served as confirmation that my memories of the prior evening the evening were all to real, and that William had indeed fucked me to orgasm last night with his thick tool.

My memory spurred, I glanced over in the direction of Emily's room, as I sat up in bed. I wondered if they would be going at it again. Or maybe Emily was orally servicing William's morning wood ensuring that she tasted my residual secretions on his cock just as she had tasted mine.

The old Emily would never give oral sex and once referred to it as debasing and degrading. But I suspected Emily's mouth and William's cock had become very familiar with each other over the last several months. I glanced back at my phone on the nightstand and saw it was 10:04 am. Apparently getting fucked hard after midnight had apparently put me to sleep in well past my usual wakeup time of 8 am.

I was about to get dressed in a t-shirt and shorts but decided to just wear my bathrobe instead. My bathrobe was plush, comforting and came down to my ankles, providing full coverage. After tightening the belt, I opened the door out into the hallway.

Slowly, gingerly I made my way down the steps and walked into the kitchen. Dad was reading the paper, like the old man that he was while mom was scrolling her phone. At least dad didn't seem like he was worse for where after drinking a ton of bourbon the prior evening.

I poured myself a cup of coffee and grabbed the door that led out to the back patio, above the garage. But something stopped me from going outside. William and Emily weren't around. I was curious if my parents had seen them.