Jason pressed Angela firmly against the cool glass wall of the hotel suite.
As he looked at her smooth body and curves, Jason thought lustfully to himself:
"I've actually seen scenes like this before, and now I'm living it. Jason, you're a sex overlord now! Haha~"
His hands gripped her hips tightly as he thrust deeply into her from behind.
"Arghh~"
Angela's thoughts scattered, overwhelmed by the reality of their forbidden relationship as stepsiblings. She knew this crossed every boundary their family had ever respected.
...Why would her stepbrother even do this?
Was he always this desperate for sex that he'd do it with his own family?
No, what if she wasn't the only one Jason had been with...
Despite all this, her body betrayed her resolve as his thick shaft stretched her with each powerful thrust. Jason increased his pace relentlessly, driving into her harder and faster without stopping.
"He's so big! This is killing me!" Tears welled up in her wide eyes.
Angela felt intense pressure building inside her as pleasure overcame her initial resistance. Her large breasts bounced vigorously against the glass with every forceful movement of his hips.
She bit her lip, trying to hold back the sounds escaping her throat, but she failed completely. A soft moan slipped out as she realized how tightly her body clenched around him in response.
"Jason, please, can't you change your mind?" she whispered gently, feeling a mix of guilt and growing warmth in her belly.
"No, Ang. I just can't," Jason replied firmly.
His grip tightened even more, pulling her back onto him with unrelenting force. Angela's mind was torn between guilt over their shared past and the undeniable heat spreading through her body. She instinctively pushed back against him, seeking deeper connection despite the conflict in her thoughts. Her breasts bounced wildly, hitting the smooth surface in time with his forceful thrusts.
'Why does my body crave my brother's cock?' Angela wondered silently, trying hard not to moan from the pleasure she was feeling.
Jason moved with such intensity that her body ached from the relentless rhythm, almost unable to take any more. Another moan escaped her lips, louder this time, carrying a hint of surrender.
"This is so wrong," she murmured to herself, even as her hips moved to meet his next thrust.
She wanted him to continue, even as shame twisted in her chest because of their past. In that moment, memories of their childhood surfaced — when she taught Jason to play the piano, helped him with his kindergarten homework, and warned others not to bully him...
...But was this really her reward?
Although it was beginning to feel like a sweet one, she couldn't accept this forbidden relationship and wanted to direct her resentment toward him, yet she found herself unable to do so.
Angela's body trembled under the intense sensations, her fluids slickly coating his shaft with each pullback and thrust. Jason growled deeply, matching her rising desire with even stronger movements into her depths.
Her conflicted heart raced, while the pleasure coiled tighter, demanding release from this taboo connection. Her breasts heaved with the motion as she arched her back, fully surrendering herself to his dominance.
Angela moaned again, this time softly pleading for him not to stop, despite knowing they should.
"Don't stop, please," she said unconsciously from pleasure, and upon realizing it, she covered her mouth and moaned once more.
"...No~~!"
Jason, however, complied, driving into her with a force that bordered on overwhelming, pushing her limits completely, and fully indulged in the sight of her body yielding to him without her own consent.
Jason admitted to himself that she was even more irresistible than Cathe. Angela's pink depths were wetter and gripped his member more tightly, giving him incredible pleasure.
She felt every part of him breaking down her resistance, turning what was wrong into an addiction she craved more intensely. Her thoughts dissolved into pure sensation as her moans turned into pleas, revealing her growing desire. Jason held her firmly against the glass wall, making love to her through the storm of emotions until nothing else mattered.
He adjusted his angle slightly, aiming to hit that sensitive spot inside her repeatedly. Angela gasped sharply as waves of pleasure radiated from her core throughout her entire body.
She recalled the family dinners where they sat across from each other, pretending nothing was happening beneath the surface. Now, those memories clashed with the raw physicality of his body claiming hers without mercy.
Her grip on him tightened with each thrust, as if trying to hold onto the forbidden thrill. Jason's hands slid up her sides, cupping her large breasts from behind and squeezing them firmly. The sensation sent jolts straight to her clitoris, making her legs tremble uncontrollably.
She pressed her forehead against the glass, feeling its coolness ground her amid the rising ecstasy.
"We shouldn't be doing this...!" she exclaimed aloud, conflicted, but her body betrayed every word.
Jason responded by thrusting deeper, his balls slapping against her with audible force. Angela's mind flashed to their parents, unaware of the tension that had built over years of living together. She had noticed his lingering glances on her curves for about three days now. Those looks had now turned into the punishing rhythm of his hips against her.
Her breasts bounced even more violently under his grasp, nipples hardening from the friction against the glass. Pleasure built steadily, turning her initial hesitation into an urgent need for release.
She moved harder, matching his thrusts with equal passion. Her body soaked him completely. Jason's fingers pinched her nipples lightly, twisting them to heighten her sensations.
Angela let out a soft cry that echoed through the suite, as a fresh wave of guilt washed over her. Yet the pleasure overwhelmed it, making her yearn for the very thing she knew would change everything between them forever. He released her breasts and placed his hands back on her hips for better control.
With renewed energy, Jason thrust deeply into her, stretching her to her limits. She felt the ache intensify into a pleasurable burn that promised an explosive climax. Her mind kept returning to how wrong it all was; their step-relationship making every movement feel like a betrayal. But her body ignored those thoughts, gripping him eagerly as if starving for this connection.
Angela moaned louder now.
"It feels too good," she confessed, setting aside her doubts for the moment.
"Now you're getting it, Ang," Jason said.
His pace quickened even more. His cock pulsed inside her, signaling his own rising climax. She matched his intensity, grinding against him to reach her own peak. The glass wall held steady under their combined weight as he continued relentlessly, while her eyes looked upward.
Inside, she hoped no one below was watching them. She couldn't bear to face the explanation if someone was really seeing them right now.
Her large breasts continued to bounce rhythmically, each movement emphasizing the intensity of his thrusts. Angela's mind went blank, focusing solely on the overwhelming physical sensations.
Pleasure built up in her abdomen, coiling tightly and ready to snap at any moment.
Jason's movements became erratic as he lost control approaching climax. Angela felt it too, her body responding eagerly in anticipation. She arched her back further, pressing her hips to fully take him with every stroke.
Though conflicted thoughts lingered, the pleasure took over, driving her toward inevitable ecstasy. Her moans filled the space between them, revealing her deepest desires.
"Harder, Jason, please," she pleaded, her voice trembling with need despite the forbidden nature of their act.
He thrust into her with renewed force, blurring her vision. Her muscles clenched tightly around him, milking him as orgasm rapidly approached. Jason gripped her firmly, holding her steady for the final moments.
Angela's body tensed, every muscle bracing for the wave of pleasure about to overwhelm her. She briefly considered the consequences if their family was to find out about this, but the thought only intensified her arousal, making her even more responsive.
Her ample breasts struck the glass one last time before she completely surrendered. Waves of pleasure radiated from her core in powerful pulses of ecstasy.
"Impossible... I'm coming!" she gasped, her voice raw with intensity.
Jason followed moments later, his body pulsing as he released inside her. He continued thrusting through his climax, prolonging her pleasure with deep, final strokes.
Angela's legs trembled slightly, but he kept her steady against the wall. Her mind spun with aftershocks, guilt creeping back now that the intensity had passed.
Jason slowly withdrew, his cock shining with their shared fluids. She turned to face him, her cheeks flushed with a mix of pleasure and anger.
Angela pushed him away forcefully, causing him to stagger back slightly but not lose his balance. Then she adjusted her clothes, smoothing them with trembling hands. She knew they had crossed a boundary that would be hard to undo.
Jason stepped closer and pulled her into a brief hug, but she quickly tried to slap him again, and he instinctively dodged with ease.
"Will you calm down!?" Jason shouted in anger, not realizing when his voice had risen.
Angela scowled and shouted back, "Shut up!"
Jason was stunned, yet his cock remained hard even after he had pulled away.
Unable to meet his gaze any longer, she ran to the door, opened it, and fled outside, emotions swirling inside her. Among them was an unmistakable hint of love for him, which was nearly driving her mad.
"Well, I... feel a bit guilty now," Jason muttered to himself as he sat naked on the bed, staring out through the glass wall.
[Quest Completed]
[You have conquered Angela]
[Exceptional Achievement!]
[Reward: $1,000,000 has been deposited into your account!]
[You have acquired a new skill: Manipulation (Lv.5)]
Jason raised an eyebrow.
"...That's not surprising, is it?"
Just then, a notification popped up on his phone.