"F*CK... Does it feel good, Step Sis? Fuck you... You're still resisting at first, huh. Hmm, uhh..."

I winced as I watched our video with Fino. He was dominant in the video, the camera is pointed at me. Thankfully, my face was blurred. No one would recognize me.

"We are getting there, Lara," Fino said with a smirk. "We already surpassed the 50K views, and this video of yours is approaching 100K views, look!"

It still felt really weird. So, does that mean nearly 100,000 people have seen my naked body? I winced even more.

"Look at the comment section," Fino said, smiling mischievously. His grin showed how delighted he was with what he saw. He handed me his phone.

"Holy shit, babe, you're so hot."

"I wish I could f*** you too, Miss."

"Lucky guy. I hope everyone gets to experience that. Damn."

Those were just a few of the comments I read. I threw the phone back to Fino. I couldn't take it, fucking perverts. They think between their legs!

“They were into you. Many were lusting after you, Lara,” he said with a smirk. He cleared his throat. 'How was that?'

“Fuck you,” I glared at him. He just chuckled at me. I managed to hide a smile.

Honestly, I didn't know why, but when I found out about that, I felt more motivated to make more videos. A part of me was amused. A part of me rejoiced in the idea that many people desired me. That for once in my life, I got to be liked by a lot of people. Something I hadn't experienced since I was a child.

"Anyway, are you ready for our next video?" Fino switched on the camera. Now it was facing me again. I nodded.

Like yesterday, he had a script again. This time, we weren't siblings, but rather neighbors. His preferred scenes were really bizarre. I'm afraid that in the next videos, I might end up as his Step Mom.

Right now, all I have on is a white bathrobe. I lay down. Following the script, I spread my legs and pretended to be asleep.

“Filming…” were Fino's last words before the entire room fell silent. Only the sound of the air conditioning could be heard. The cold emanating from it was interrupted by the touch of his hand on my thigh.

He lifted the lower part of the bathrobe. In a matter of seconds, I felt the covering on my petals was gone. It was wide open for his intrusion.

After a few moments, Fino's hand made contact with my stomach. He untied the bathrobe, opening it as if I were a gift he had long awaited. At that moment, my naked body was blatantly exposed to his eager eyes. Perhaps, if I weren't pretending to be asleep right now, I would have clearly seen his perverted grin.

After a few seconds, I grew puzzled. Why hasn't he started doing anything yet? I could feel him below me, the weight on each side of my thighs. Why hasn't he initiated anything yet?

And I gasped as I felt his manly hand. It then covered my chest. I involuntarily looked up as I sensed his tongue. He toyed with the crown of my chest. Every now and then, he sucked on it. He even nibbled on it a few times.

I barely held back a moan when the tip of his length touched me. The warmth carried an unusual current through my system. I felt parched, and only him could quench my thirst.

As he relentlessly caressed my chest, I almost tore my lower lip from biting down as I felt him gradually entering me. I clung to his muscular arm, scratching him unintentionally as half of his size was inside me.

Only half was inside, but it felt like I might climax at any moment. What more when he's completely in? Damn.

He's leagues away from Enrique.

"Uhh... Ohh..." I arched my back as he finally entered me with his full pride.

For a few moments, he allowed himself to rest within me. I could truly feel the unique warmth of his spear. It kissed my g-spot, causing me to get even wetter... making the passage for him even smoother.

I almost screamed in pleasure as he began to move. I could hear the heaviness of his breath as he moved inside me. When I opened my eyes, I saw the fiery passion in his gaze. He was no longer holding the camera. It was on the side, attached to the tripod. I found myself gaping, locked in a stare with him. I couldn't bear the pleasure anymore.

"Moan for me... F*ck, moan for me," he commanded me. The slow, deliberate thrusts of his length inside me continued. Sweat from his forehead trickled down onto his muscular chest. He looked so hot covered in sweat.

I was mindlessly following his lead, and I involuntarily moaned as I looked up. "Ahh! Uhh... Yes... keep going... fuck me deeper... Uhmm," as he followed my lead, I was almost driven to madness by pleasure, "oh, just like that... uhh... yeah..."

I let out loud, unrestrained moans. It seemed like he was spurred on by them. I felt the quickening of his thrusts against my helpless femininity.

The pleasure of the sensation he bestowed upon me swelled as he kissed my neck. I found myself tilting my head back with each touch of his warm lips against me. Every now and then, he would flick his tongue against my neck, driving me even wilder. When he grasped both of my hands, his pace became even more intense. We were both moaning in pleasure. I was continuously engulfed by the heat of his girth.

It made my eyes roll back. "Ahh... Ahh... Fuck... You feel so good," Fino groaned. "I'm close... Let’s cum... Ahh..."

All I could manage in response was a nod while biting my lip.

And that was our last conversation as suddenly, he accelerated his grinding on top of me—against my pussy. I felt the tightness of my womanhood.Until Fino suddenly came to a halt. He buried his full size inside me. I found myself gaping as I accepted his hot essence within me.

"Fuck..." uttered Fino. His pride still stood firm inside me. When he finally withdrew his manhood from me, I was left panting and sprawled open.

Fino disappeared from the bed for a moment. I didn't have the strength to find out what he was doing. He probably set aside the camera. After a few moments, he returned to my side. He let me rest my head on his broad chest.

"Shall we rest before you go home?" he offered, an offer I wouldn't refuse. I was certain that walking home right away like yesterday would be difficult again. He draped a blanket over our bodies. He pulled me into an embrace. I could feel the warmth of his body.

Suddenly, I realized I was staring at the ceiling. I was losing myself in what was happening.

This wasn't right anymore... I glanced at Fino's face. He was peacefully sleeping by my side.

This man was truly different. In just a few weeks, he managed to change me...

I've become addicted to the heat he makes me feel. It's like a drug poisoning my system. It urges me to commit more sins against my boyfriend. I'm scared that I might actually be enjoying this – that I'm finding pleasure in this way of things.

If this continues, will I ever be able to return to who I was before – but do I even want to go back?

 I swallowed hard. It seems impossible anymore.

I looked at Fino sleeping once again. I took a deep breath. Until I blinked my heavy eyes. I continued to relish the pleasure he was giving me. And before I knew it, I was drifting into sleep.

At that moment, I dreamed of being with a... man.