Cumming inside my step-sister's asshole | Hijabi step-sister | Fucking in the bathroom

Tom stood outside the bathroom door, knocking impatiently. "Sharifah, open up," he barked. "I know you're in there."

The door opened slowly, revealing a petite figure dressed in a loose baggy dress, a full face of makeup, and a hijab covering her hair. It was Sharifah, his innocent step-sister. But tonight, she looked anything but innocent.

"What do you want?" she asked softly, avoiding eye contact.

Tom smirked and pushed past her into the small bathroom. "You know what I want, little sister," he growled, locking the door behind them.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of her hijab, pulling her close. "Get down on your knees and suck my cock, slut," he demanded.

Tears welled up in Sharifah's eyes, but she did as she was told, sinking to her knees in front of him. She hated the taste and the smell of his cock, but she knew better than to refuse him.

As she sucked him off, Tom ran his fingers through her long dark hair, gripping it tightly and forcing her head further onto his shaft. He groaned with pleasure as she gagged and choked on his length.

After a few minutes, Tom pulled away from her, leaving her gasping for breath. "Stand up and take off your clothes," he ordered.

Sharifah hesitated for a moment before standing and beginning to undress. She slipped off her baggy dress, revealing her thin frame and small breasts encased in a lacy bra.

Tom sneered at her outfit. "That's not going to cut it, whore. Take everything off and bend over."

Trembling, Sharifah obeyed, stripping completely naked and bending over the sink. Tom approached her from behind, admiring the view of her firm round ass.

"Such a tight little hole you have here," he said, running his finger along her crack. "It's time I broke it in properly."

Without warning, he shoved himself inside her pussy, causing her to cry out in pain. He began to thrust roughly, grunting with each stroke.

"Fuck, you feel good," he moaned, grabbing onto her hips for leverage. "So much tighter than any pussy I've ever had."

Sharifah felt herself getting wetter by the second, despite how much she despised him. Her body betrayed her, responding to his rough treatment.

But just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, Tom pulled out and flipped her over onto her back. He spread her legs wide and forced himself back inside her, this time aiming for her virgin asshole.

She screamed in agony as he entered her, tears streaming down her cheeks. But Tom didn't care, he continued to pound into her relentlessly, bringing her to the brink of orgasm against her will.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Tom released inside her, filling her asshole with hot sticky cum. He withdrew from her, leaving her gaping and sore.

"Clean yourself up and don't let anyone see you," he commanded, adjusting his pants. "And remember, if you tell anyone about this, I'll make sure everyone knows what a filthy little slut you are."

Seeing Sharifah lying there, still trembling and tear-streaked, only served to turn Tom on more. His cock, which had barely softened since finishing inside her, sprang back to attention.

He stepped closer to her, reaching out to touch her swollen lips. "You took it like a champ," he whispered, tracing his thumb over her mouth. "Do you think you can handle one more round?"

Sharifah shook her head frantically, trying to scramble away from him. But Tom was too strong. He grabbed her ankles and dragged her towards the edge of the bathtub, pushing her legs apart.

Before she could protest, he plunged back into her, making her scream once again. This time, though, the pain quickly gave way to pleasure, and soon Sharifah found herself bucking wildly against him, desperate for release.

Tom fucked her mercilessly, driving deeper and harder with every stroke. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, punctuated by Sharifah's cries of ecstasy.

Just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, Tom wrapped his hand around her throat, squeezing gently. The pressure sent her spiraling over the edge, and she came harder than she ever had before.

Her walls clenched around him, milking him dry until he collapsed on top of her, panting heavily. They lay there for several moments, both of them spent and exhausted.

Eventually, Tom rolled off of her and sat up, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Damn, that was intense," he muttered, grinning.

Sharifah stayed silent, curling up into a ball and staring blankly at the wall. She couldn't believe what had just happened - or that she had enjoyed it almost as much as he did.

Tom watched her for a moment before standing up and adjusting his clothing. "Well, I guess we should get cleaned up and go join the others," he said casually.