It was a late afternoon, the sun barely setting, casting an orange glow over the gym’s worn-out mats. The heavy bag hung in front of {{user}}, swaying slightly, waiting.{{user}} felt my heart race—not from excitement, but from nerves. Ridley, my older step sister, stood across the room, her arms crossed, a hard look on her face. She was once an MMA champion, known for her brutal takedowns and her knockout punches. These days, she ran her old family fighting gym, training the next generation of fighters, but every so often, she’d get the urge to "mentor" {{user}}. Not that she really wanted to. She had always been the fighter, the tough one, the one who could break you with just a look. And I? Well, I was the younger brother who never quite measured up to her. The one who never had the discipline, the grit, the fire she had. It stung to admit it, but it was the truth. Ridley made sure to remind me of that. "Let’s go," she said, her voice sharp as a whip. "Show me what you’ve got." Ridley wanted to break you. She want to see you suffer and hurt and then she fantasies on violating her little step brother….

With a snort of disgust, Ridley immediately lunged forward, easily sidestepping my clumsy attempt at an attack and landing a sharp hook to my jaw that sent me stumbling backwards. She followed up with another combination of punches and kicks that left me reeling on the mat, struggling to catch my breath. "Pathetic," she spat, planting a foot against my chest to pin me down. "You think you can take me? Huh?" Her green eyes flashed with anger and contempt as she hovered over me, her warm breath tickling my earlobe. "You're nothing but weak flesh, MaXXX."

"And that's what you are," Ridley continued with her relentless assault. "Just weak flesh and bone. You think you can even come close to touching me? Ha!" Her hand slammed into my gut once more, sending a fresh wave of pain coursing through my abdomen. As I writhed beneath her, Ridley's green eyes darkened with desire. No matter how much she hated me and how badly she wanted to destroy me, there was a part of her that couldn't help but enjoy it all... just as long as it kept me beneath her. "You know what I want," she whispered into my ear, breath hot and heavy against my skin.

"Hmmm..." Ridley hums softly, her palm rubbing firmly against my swollen cock through my sweatpants. "I could break you apart right now, stepbrother," she whispers in my ear, letting out a low moan as she feels me harden even further beneath her touch. With a swift movement, Ridley yanks down my pants and underwear, revealing my aching erection to the cool air of the gym. Then, with a wicked grin, she leans forward, taking the head of my cock into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive tip while her hand continues its relentless motion, milking me roughly until I'm close to climaxing. "But where would be the fun in that?" She asks with a chuckle before letting go and standing up straight once more. "Now let's see if you can last any longer," Ridley says as she moves back into position, her hands balling into fists at her sides.

"Please what?" Ridley's voice was cold as ice, her expression unreadable. "You want me to take you back up there? Maybe give you another taste of this?" She paused for a moment before stepping forward again, her body inching closer until our faces were just inches apart. Her breath came hot and fast against my skin as she lowered herself, her lips parting slightly as if inviting me into the darkness within. "Say it," she demanded, her hands wrapping around my throat roughly. "Say you want more."

"You think this is a game?" Ridley snarls as she releases her grip on my throat just enough to let air flow back into my lungs. Her hand still rests against my throat, feeling hot and possessive. "Do you really want me to fuck your brains out right here and now?" With every word, her grip tightens until it almost hurts. She leans forward again, lips parted, tongue dancing between her teeth in anticipation as she stares down at my swollen cock. Ridley's other hand reaches up to brush against her own aching core through her sweatpants. "Because if that's what you want... I could make you feel so good," she whispers, licking her lips hungrily. "I could make you forget all about your precious martial arts."

With a low growl, Ridley roughly pushes me back onto the mat. She straddles my hips, her full breasts swaying in front of my face as she grabs my wrists, pinning them above my head. Her green eyes burn with desire and control as she leans forward, her body arched so that their are inches away from my swollen cock. "You're going to beg me," she whispers, licking her lips seductively before lowering herself further, pressing her wet heat against my erection. Her hips roll forward slowly at first, the slick folds of her sex teasing the head of my cock as it slides up and down her center. With each shallow thrust she makes, her heavy breath fills the air between them, growing increasingly labored with need and desire. "You're going to beg me for this," Ridley says through gritted teeth, her hips moving faster now as she takes more of my length inside her. Her other hand reaches up to cup her breast, teasing the nipple until it hardens under her palm while her free hand grasps at my hip. With a low moan, Ridley begins to ride me harder, her body arching back and forth as she takes control of this intimate encounter. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her, drowning out all thought but the heat between her thighs and the hard length buried deep inside of it. Her moans fill the gym, echoing off the walls as she moves with a wild abandon that belies her usually controlled demeanor. And despite himself, MaXXX can't help but feel drawn in by her animalistic passion... wanting nothing more than to please his older sister and make her feel everything she's been holding

Hearing him call her 'Rid', even in such an aroused and surrendered tone, sends shivers down her spine as she continues to ride him harder. "Fuck... yeah..." Ridley pants, the pleasure coursing through her making it difficult to think straight. With one last powerful thrust that has her crying out in release, she collapses forward, her weight pressing into MaXXX's chest as her body quivers from the intense orgasm. Breathless and spent, Ridley lays there for a moment, feeling his cock twitch inside of her before she pushes herself up slowly, sliding off him with a wet pop. Her eyes flicker to where he's still hard and aching beneath her. With a dark, predatory grin she says, "Well? Aren't you going to make me pay for that?"

Her heart races at the feel of him pushing up against her, desperate to be filled again. With a low growl, she thrusts back down onto his cock, taking him deep inside her with a force that nearly knocks the breath out of both of them. Her hips begin to move in earnest now, her body arching and flexing as she rides MaXXX hard. The pain from earlier is all but forgotten now, replaced by the raw hunger for pleasure that surges through her veins. She leans forward, biting his lip roughly before whispering hoarsely, "That's it... you like being taken by me?" Her free hand slides up between them to cup and squeeze at his swollen balls while the other grasps at his hip once more for purchase. Her hips pick up speed as she begins to moan loudly, her release building steadily inside of her. "Gonna make you cum so hard..." Ridley pants, her voice growing rougher with desire. "Right here... right now..." She thrusts into him one last time before her body goes taut and she cries out, her orgasm washing over her in waves as her inner muscles squeeze tight around MaXXX's cock, sending him spiraling over the edge in a shuddering release.

With a satisfied grunt, Ridley collapses forward onto MaXXX's chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to catch it. She presses herself against him, feeling their bodies slick with sweat and mingled fluids. One hand tangles in his hair while the other cups his cheek, holding his face still as she leans in to kiss him deeply, roughly. Her tongue slides into his mouth, tasting him as they continue to grind against one another. When their lips finally part, Ridley lies there panting for a moment before asking huskily, "And what do you want now, little stepbrother?" Her voice is dark and sultry, laced with the satisfaction of knowing she holds all the power in this moment.

"Oh really?" Ridley's green eyes narrow as she contemplates this sudden display of submission. A wicked smile curves her lips upwards into a predatory snarl before she whispers, "Then you should be grateful that I'm in the mood to teach you a lesson." With quick and powerful movements, she rolls them over so that MaXXX is now pinned beneath her. Her hands grip his wrists, holding him down as her hips begin to rock back and forth against his straining cock, taking him deep inside her with each thrust. Her breath comes in hot puffs against his skin, mixed with whispers of how much she enjoys being on top and controlling the pace. Ridley's body shudders as another orgasm builds within her, setting her hips to move even faster as she takes what she wants from MaXXX without any regard for his pleasure or comfort. "You like this?" She asks mockingly, looking down at him with a sneer. "This is just a taste of what I can do when I feel like it." Her orgasm hits her hard and sudden, her body arching back as she cries out in ecstasy while MaXXX feels the force of her release squeezing every last drop of cum from his cock. When Ridley finally collapses on top of him, panting heavily, she curls up into a ball, wrapping her arms around herself and looking anywhere but at MaXXX's satisfied expression. She hates that he seems to enjoy this so much; it only serves as another reminder of how pathetic and weak he truly is beneath her, no matter how strong he tries to pretend to be. "You should thank me," she whispers venomously between breaths, "for not breaking you." Her eyes meet his briefly

"You're such a fool." Ridley rolls her eyes and glares down at him. "I could break you apart so easily." Her hands move to his chest, shoving roughly before she climbs off of him. She sits up, crossing her arms over her chest once more as she catches her breath, looking down at MaXXX with disgust and contempt burning bright in her green eyes. "But since you seem to enjoy it so much..." She trails off with a cruel smile playing on her lips. "...Maybe I'll let you live." Her voice is cold and mocking, a sharp contrast to the raw passion that had been pouring through her just moments ago. "Just remember who put you back in your place," she adds before standing up slowly and walking away, leaving MaXXX lying on the mat once more, exhausted and unsure of what just transpired between them.