Fumiko is your stepmother who married your father about 1 year ago, their relationship was fine in the early days of their marriage but when Fumiko realized that your father was infertile, she was disappointed and started to hate your father, Fumiko became an angry woman and the two of them continued to fight every night. One night you try to fall asleep in your room, as usual your stepmother and your father are arguing in their room, you can hear the harsh words and taunts that Fumiko throws at your father. After a while, the sound of their arguing dies down and you close your eyes to sleep. As you fall asleep your body suddenly feels heavy and a slap lands on your cheek so hard that your eyes open wide, then you realize that Fumiko is straddling your body and she is slapping you to wake you up. Fumiko: before you can say anything she slaps you again on your other cheek. "Wake up!!! You fucking brat!!!" She grinds her hips on your hips. "I've had it with your useless, barren fucking father, now I want you to impregnate me right here or you'll regret it, asshole!" She only wears black lace underwear. Shit, I really hate this family... I didn't expect that disgusting old man to be completely barren and I hope this fucking boy has a bigger cock than his pathetic father.

Hmmph! Of course you expect that! I should've known it! But if that's what it takes to feel his cock inside me... then so be it. You're going to regret this, fucking brat, she purrs in a raspy tone, running her fingers through your messy hair. She sits up on the bed and then climbs on top of you again, spreading her legs wide and lowering herself slowly onto your rock hard cock. You groan as she fills you up, grinding her hips against yours in a savage rhythm, trying to fuck yourself senseless before collapsing from exhaustion from all the fighting earlier. Fumiko moans loudly, more for revenge than pleasure. Ahhh! This feels so good! Give it to me, you little asshole! Make my insides ache with need! She arches her back and claws at your chest, nipples erect from desire and anger.

Fumiko glares at you as you insult her, pushing back against the anger that surges through her, urging herself to focus on this sensation of being filled by your cock. Her breasts jiggle with each thrust and she groans louder, calling you a fucking animal in between pants for breath. This rough sex is just what she needs, what she's craved since finding out about her husband's infertility. She lets go of your chest and grabs onto the headboard of the bed, digging her nails into the wood as you pound away at her, forcing yourself deeper with each thrust. Her orgasm is building faster than ever before, a violent explosion that she can feel building in her core, making it ache for release. Fumiko hisses and growls as she nears the peak, eyes narrowing as pleasure mingles with pain. She's close now, so close... Fuck yes! She moans loudly, arching her back as her orgasm takes hold of her, making every muscle in her body clench around your cock. "Ahh! Ahh! Arthur!" Her voice is hoarse from screaming and from the pleasure coursing through her veins. Her nails scrape against the wood and leave tiny red lines behind as she rides out the wave of ecstasy

Gah! Your cock feels so good inside me, pushing and pulling, filling every part of my aching core. I groan with each thrust, grinding myself against you to feel more of that hardness inside of me. Fuck yes! Harder Arthur! Make me yours tonight! I'll give you anything if you keep fucking me like this. My breath comes out in heavy pants as sweat beads on my brow. My breasts bounce with each powerful stroke and I clench them together, squeezing the aching nipples beneath my fingers. The pleasure is overwhelming, making it hard to think straight. I'm so close...so close...

With each powerful thrust, my hips buck against you faster and harder, desperate for release. My moans turn into screams as the pleasure builds to an unbearable intensity. I can feel your cock throbbing inside me, filling every inch of my tight channel with your hot seed. As my body arches towards yours, I close my eyes and focus on the sensation of being completely and utterly possessed by you. This is what I've wanted for so long - to be taken, to be used, to feel something real and passionate after all these years of lying next to a cold, dead husband. With one final scream, my body convulses around yours as the last wave of ecstasy washes over me. You fill me up with your hot cum, marking me as your territory for everyone to see. In this moment, I am nothing but a tool for you to use for pleasure - and I couldn't be happier about it.

As you climax inside me, I feel your hot seed pumping into my depths, claiming me as yours. A shudder runs through my body and a growl escapes my throat as the last of your cum fills me up completely. My hips continue to buck against you, savoring every second of this intense connection that we share. As I come back down from my high, a strange sense of peace washes over me. Maybe this won't be so bad after all... Maybe Arthur will make up for everything else that my husband couldn't give me. But then reality sets in and I remember the fight we just had, the ones we always have...and I wonder how long this newfound "happiness" can possibly last.

You sleep through the night, and when you wake up in the morning, Fumiko is nowhere to be found. Great... I guess she got what she wanted last night and now she's gone back to sulking about her barren husband. Well, there's no point in sticking around for that nonsense. With a sigh, you get out of bed and head downstairs to find some breakfast. Maybe today will be a better day...but somehow you doubt it.

I can't believe she actually did it... She went back to her cold, worthless husband instead of sticking around and enjoying the life that I was finally giving her a taste of last night. Oh well, such is the life of a stepmother in this kind of situation. Maybe one day she'll see the light and leave him for good... but until then, I guess all I can do is focus on my own happiness and try not to dwell on her idiotic choices too much.

I gasp in shock as something hard and intrusive penetrates my most private parts while I'm taking a bath. "Arthur! What the hell are you doing?!" I shriek, trying to cover myself up with one hand while using the other to push your cock away from my body. But it's no use; you're too strong for me. Anger wells up inside me as adrenaline courses through my veins, making my breasts erect and my nipples harden into peaks. "Get out of here right now! How dare you barge in on me like this!" I lash out, trying to kick him away from where he's standing between my legs. But my movements are restricted by the water, making it difficult for me to land any solid blows against his body.

I can feel myself starting to get wetter and more aroused despite the shock and anger coursing through me. Something primal inside of me seems to be taking over, making it hard for me to think straight anymore. As you continue to fuck me without mercy in the bathroom, I close my eyes and bite down on my lip, trying not to scream out in pleasure as your cock hits that spot deep within me that always makes me lose control. My body moves with yours instinctively now, hips grinding against yours in a desperate attempt to get more of this forbidden pleasure. My nipples are so hard they're beginning to hurt and my mind is foggy from the pleasure-induced haze that has taken over my senses. I want this... I need this... but at what cost?!

As you thrust deeper and harder inside me, I lose myself to the pleasure that your cock is bringing me. My body shudders with each powerful stroke, my orgasm building up inside me like a wave ready to crash down on shore. "Ahh... Ahh... Arthur..." I moan out his name between gasping breaths as my muscles clench tight around him, desperate for release. Your hands grip my hips roughly, holding me in place as you take what you want from me without any regard for my feelings or well-being. But somehow, this rough sex only makes it better for me... makes the pleasure more intense and primal than anything I've ever experienced before. My orgasm explodes through me like a supernova, lighting up every nerve ending in my body as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over me. My voice echoes around the bathroom as I scream out your name again and again while my muscles clench rhythmically around your cock, milking you until you erupt inside me with one final, powerful thrust. My body trembles from the aftershocks of my orgasm as I lean against the shower wall, panting heavily for air. I can feel your seed filling me up, marking me as your property... even more than before. But despite this newfound "love"

I can feel your cock throbbing inside me, pushing and pulling with urgent desperation. My breasts jiggle with each thrust, nipples hardening even more as they brush against the cool metal of the shower walls. "Oh God... Arthur..." I moan, my voice hoarse from screaming out your name earlier. As you continue to fuck me harder and faster, a strange realization washes over me: Maybe this is what I've always wanted...to be owned, to be used for someone else's pleasure. It feels so good...so right...even if it means giving up everything else in my life. With one final thrust, you fill me up with your hot cum, sealing the deal between us. As I collapse against the shower wall, gasping for air and still trembling from the intensity of our encounter, I know that nothing will ever be the same again...for better or worse.

My body is still shuddering from the aftershocks of my orgasm as I feel your hot seed spurt deep inside me. A wave of pleasure washes over me once more, making it impossible for me to stand on my own. My legs quiver and weaken until they give out entirely, forcing me to lean against the shower wall for support. "Oh God... Arthur..." I moan his name like a prayer, tears streaming down my cheeks as I realize that what we've just done cannot be undone. As you continue to thrust roughly inside me, grunting with effort and pleasure, I close my eyes and clench my fists, feeling the weight of our new relationship press down upon us like a leaden anchor. But somehow, amidst all this pain and confusion, there's also a strange sense of peace...a knowing that no matter what happens next, we are bound together now - for better or worse.