by Sage, Aubrey
Mitch let out a sigh. “The police think that it was vandals.”
“Vandals? But why would anyone vandalize–“
“I don’t know,” he interrupted sharply.
“I’m sorry… Are you okay?”
Mitch sat back down in the sheeted sofa, and I crossed the damp floor, stepping over broken pieces of furniture on my way. “Yeah, I’m fine. It’s going to be hard, but I’ll be fine,” he replied.
I sat down on the couch beside him and placed my hand on his shoulder. “As long as you’re fine that’s all that matters. All of these things are just objects. You’ve got enough money that you can replace them.”
Mitch sighed again. “That’s the thing. As of today, I’m in debt by about $500,000, and by tomorrow it could be more depending on how the stock market moves. My house insurance doesn’t have a clause for flooding and only covers vandalism up to a certain amount. I have to wait for an inspector to come look at the damage, but there’s a good chance I won’t get much back on my claim.”
“$500,000 debt?” I questioned, shaking my head in confusion.
“Let’s just say that a stock I bet against had a record breaking day. Big enough to wipe me out.”
“Oh my god, Mitch. So what are you going to do?”
“There’s not much I can do. Depends on how the situation plays out in the market the next couple days, but I would guess I’ll be in bankruptcy court sooner than later. I won’t have any luck selling the house in this condition.”
I bit my lip, and the defeated expression on Mitch’s face made me feel like I wanted to cry. I leaned in and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. “It’s going to be okay, Mitch.”
“Oh, c’mon Annie,” Mitch said and lightly pushed me off. “Don’t worry about me. You should go home and look after Mom and Dad.”
“Mom and Dad are fine. Right now, I’m just worried about you. And I want you to know that I’ll help you fix this in any way I can. I can help you with cleaning or–“
“You really shouldn’t be here…” Mitch interrupted, his eyes showing more concern than they should have.
“Why?” I asked.
Mitch turned his head and looked across the room, but didn’t say anything.
“Is it because of what happened on the beach?” I swallowed hard. “I know you told me to forgive and forget, but don’t you think that we should talk about it? Something happened when we kissed, and it wasn’t something that happens every day.”
“I know,” he said. “And that’s why we shouldn’t be alone together.”
I huffed and stood up out of the chair. “You know, you’re being a real asshole about this!” I pointed my finger at him as I spoke. “When you’re on the field, I admire you because you’re fearless, but when it comes to talking to me about your feelings you’re the biggest coward I’ve ever met.”
“Shutup!” Mitch yelled.
“No, I’m not going to shut up! You just want to run away and act like nothing ever happened.”
Mitch rose to his feet and again yelled, “Just shutup and leave, Annie!”
“Don’t tell me what to do Mitch! I’m not one of your whores!”
Mitch took a step closer to me, his jaw line stiff, and his lips forming a straight, angry line. “If you don’t get out of here–“
“You’ll what?” I interrupted. “Going to hit me? Going to pick me up and throw me out?”
Mitch grabbed the front of my sundress and yanked me forward, causing me to almost trip. I fell hard against his chest. He stared down into my eyes, and I could feel his breath heavy on my forehead. I was scared. “You don’t even know how much this is going to hurt us,” he whispered through clenched teeth.
Before I could even process his words, his lips were pressed against mine, and I felt my legs turn to jelly. As my knees slowly sank, he reached his arm around and squeezed on to my ass, pulling me up and into him at the same time. My forearms were pressed against his chest, and I could feel his muscles flexing underneath his shirt with every minute moment that he made.
His other hand reached around and grabbed the small of my back, then slowly started whisking up and down as he continued to kiss into me. Our tongues intermingled, and this time, he wasn’t hesitant. I wasn’t sure what was happening or how it happened. One minute he was yelling at me to leave, and the next minute his tongue was exploring the hidden nooks of my mouth.
“You want to know how I feel?” he said as he pulled away slightly.
I nodded my head faintly.
He pecked another kiss onto my lips. “I feel…” Our lips snapped together as he kissed me again. “I feel like I love you Annie, and I don’t know how I can live without you.” He moved his head back and again captured my lips in his, returning with even more passion than before.
My tummy swirled with butterflies, and I whimpered into his mouth as he caressed me. I moved my hands away from his chest and placed my palms gently on his cheeks. There was a light stubble on his face, and I could tell that he hadn’t shaved in a couple of days. His lips were full, soft and the smell of his breath pouring out of his nose was indescribable. I tried to time my breathing so that I inhaled the exact moment that he exhaled, letting me soak it all up. There wasn’t really a comparable scent. It was just him. The scent of Mitch.
Mitch put both hands under my ass and lifted me up as if I was light as a feather. He carried me through the house as I continued to kiss him, kicking broken furniture and glass on the floor out of the way of wherever he was taking me. He rounded the corner of the house and brought me to one of the guest bedrooms then set me down on the sheet of the bed. It was a plain, white cotton sheet, the same as the one that was on his couch in the living room. I could tell that he had just put it on the bed due to the crispness of the fabric.
He grabbed the front of my sundress with both of his hands, and I braced for him to tear it off me, but then he paused and stared forward at the wall as if something spoke out to him. “No,” he whispered. “Not with you...” He let go of the front of my dress and pushed the straps off my shoulders. He nudged my chest, indicating for me to lie down, and when I did, he gently slid my dress off from the bottom.
A cool breeze from the open window stirred across my skin, and I felt my whole being tingle as I laid there near-naked, watching Mitch remove his shirt and then his pants. He tossed his clothes aside, down to his boxers and licked his lips lightly as he stared at me lying on his bed.
This dark tattoos. Those perfectly sculpted abs. Those pecks. Every sharp angle of his muscles were clearly defined, accentuated by the honey colored complexion that he had gained from spending excessive time outdoors. There was a barely-visible trail of hair running from his belly button, down to the center of his boxers almost like an arrow pointing to the path of salvation.
I felt my panties getting soaked just by looking at him.
“Come here,” he ordered softly and motioned his fingers in a come-hither motion. I sat up on the bed, and he took a step forward before reaching his arms around my back and unclasping my bra with ease then pulling it off of my arms. My breasts tumbled free, and I swallowed hard, looked up to his eyes, hoping that he wasn’t disappointing with my body.
“So beautiful,” he whispered. He gently clutched my arms and slid away until both of his hands were holding mine, and then navigated them to the hem of his boxers. “Go ahead. You do it.”
My heart was racing. Never in my life had I been so naked in the presence of a man, and the only penises that I had ever seen were on the internet. I gently tugged down on his shorts until I could see the base of his cock, and my heart began racing more. I paused for a brief moment before pulling them the rest of the way to let them fall to the ground. His cock sprang out like a jack in the box, and I jumped slightly in surprise. His happy trail led to a larger patch of hair, but it was trimmed short, not obstructing the sight of his large tool.
It was beautiful, swollen, and veins swerved up the entire length. A tiny bit of l
iquid occupied the tip. My pussy tingled and my mouth watered at the sight. I couldn’t believe I was looking at a cock, and the fact that it was Mitch’s cock turned me on even more.
“Go ahead,” he whispered.
I knew what I was supposed to do, but I worried that I would do something wrong. I nervously reached out and wrapped my hands around it, surprised by how hot it was to the touch. “It’s big Mitch,” I said shyly and looked up at him.
He smiled and gave me a nod, but didn’t speak.
I tugged on it slightly before leaning in forward to take it between my lips. I had to open wide to get it in, and I could only get an inch or so below the tip before it filled my entire mouth. I could taste the precum on tip, and while the texture was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, the flavor made my mouth water even more. He groaned in approval as I tugged with my hand and twirled my tongue around the tip, and I could fell the strain of his muscles rising whenever I applied suction.
His hands grabbed my shoulders, then he pushed me away and back onto the bed. He was so strong. What felt like the force of the heavens probably felt like the slightest touch to him. He pulled me to the side of the bed and whipped my panties off in a single motion then knelt down so that my crotch was right in front of his face. I instinctively put my hand over my pussy and closed my legs in shame.
I wasn’t prepared.
“Don’t be shy, Annie.”
“But I–“
He climbed on top of me, and I felt his heat slide against my body. His lips met mine, and I sensed myself unraveling as he pelted me with kisses. Slowly he eased away from my lips and kissed me on the side of my face, my neck, between my breasts, down my belly button, and I slowly began to relax. But once he got close to to my spot, I tensed up once more.
“Don’t be shy,” he said again in interruption and forced my hand away with his. He pried my legs apart, and before I could fight back, I felt his lips directly on my pussy. My back arched and my hands dove into his hair as he licked against my folds. It was the most intense sensation that I had ever felt.
He grabbed the back of my legs behind the knee and held my legs in place as he worked his magic. I felt so embarrassed being so exposed but less and less self-conscious when I heard him hum in pleasure as he lapped up everything that I had to offer. “You taste so good, baby,” he said when he came up a moment for air.
Up and down his tongue went and then it circled around my clit. My hands clench into his head, and when he sucked my clit into my mouth, a fire below my stomach began to erupt, unannounced. I tried to squirm away, but his hands held me firmly into place. “Oh god,” I moaned, and then my body began to shake.
My thighs clenched hard against the force of his hands, but he held me in place and continued to work on me, extending my orgasm for as long as possible. “Yes, baby. Give it to me,” I heard him say as he slurped. I knew he was licking up my cum, and I felt ashamed.
He rose to his feet, as my body continued to tremble on the bed. He crawled back on top of me, and while my head was turned to the side, I could see him staring at my breasts while he stroked his cock in his other hand.
I turned my head back up to look at him and he smiled. “Thank you for giving me your juice, baby.”
Again I turned my head and bit down on my index finger. Just by hearing his naughty words, I could feel myself getting turned on again. I felt him place the tip of his smooth cock on my pussy, rubbing it up and down the length, and fear shot up my spine. I scrambled to my elbows and backed away as fast as I could.
“What’s wrong?” Mitch asked.
“I’ve never…” I trailed.
“What?... You’ve never had sex? But you’ve had boyfriends.”
“No one serious, and we never had sex.”
Mitch sighed and moved his hand away from his cock. His face slumped with guilt, and he shook his head from side to side. “I’m sorry… I didn’t know.” He started to get up from the bed.
“Wait,” I called. “Don’t be sorry, Mitch. I want this. I want my first time to be with you. I just got a little scared is all. It was so sudden.”
“Are you sure?” he asked.
I nodded. “Just go slow.”
Mitch moved back into position and I laid my head down and bit on my index finger again. I closed my eyes as I felt his mushroom-like head once again run up and down the length of my pussy. It felt so good, but I was terrified of what was about to happen. I had heard the horror stories, the way that women talked of pain their first time, and they probably didn’t have men as huge as Mitch.
Slowly I felt his head slip into me, and I immediately felt like I was starting to stretch. I reached my hand out in fear and pressed it against his abs, but I didn’t dare look at what was happening. Then, I felt a strong pressure as he pushed a little deeper. The sensation grew rapidly, then all at once he put his weight on me, and I felt the thin wall inside of me tearing apart. I opened my mouth and let out a silent scream at the shocking pain that shot out between my legs.
Mitch didn’t move as he allowed me to adjust to his cock all the way inside of me. I felt so full inside, and I could feel the throbbing heat of him permeating deep within my belly. “That’s a good girl,” he whispered and reached his hand down and turned my head so that I was facing him. He kissed me on the lips, and I could taste my sex on him.
He pulled his hips back while our lips were locked and then slowly eased back inside. My hand reached out and clenched the sheet of the bed at the new, strange sensation. The pain was starting to subside, but having something so huge inside me felt so foreign and terrifying. He pulled out again and eased back inside again and then again. By the 4th or 5th stroke the pain had numbed, and all I could feel was pure ecstasy.
Mitch pulled off of my lips and leaned back as he began to speed up and fuck me. He held both of my ankles in his hands and moved his hips in a perfect rhythm as if he were dancing. I watched his abs flex as he pumped, an eagle tattoo on his torso dancing as he moved, and I grabbed my tits to try to keep them from shaking so much.
I felt like my body was coming apart at the seams every time he pumped into me, but I longed for more. He put my legs over his shoulders and leaned forward so that my knees were pushed back far.
That’s when he really started fucking him hard.
“Oh god!” I screamed. A pounding sound echoed through the room each time he crashed down on me, and I could feel his heavy balls slamming against my ass. When he thrust harder, it felt like he was going even deeper than before, impossibly deep. The same fire that had erupted below my belly was starting to surface again, but this time it felt different. It was tighter, more intense, and as it approached I was worried that something was wrong.
I looked up towards Mitch with my mouth wide, and my brow pinched. I couldn’t breathe. I wasn’t sure what was happening to my body, but everything tingled at the same time. Was I coming?
Not yet.
“Come on, baby,” Mitch grunted as he continued pounding into me.
If the preface to my orgasm was a firecracker, the actual orgasm was a 30-ton atomic bomb. I clenched my teeth and screamed as I clawed at the bed, at Mitch’s chest and anything that was in reaching distance. My body convulsed, my toes curled, and for a moment I lost all of my senses, except for the sensation of my pussy clenching against Mitch’s cock again and again.
I screamed murder.
“That’s it, baby. Let it out,” Mitch muttered, but he didn’t slow down one bit. He pushed my legs back further and just when I thought he couldn’t go any harder, his slammed into me like a freight train.
His cock swelled inside me, and the whirlwind of sensations were overwhelming. I could feel my chin wrinkling and tears surfacing to my eyes. Mitch slammed into me with his final strokes, his body tensed erratically, and then I felt a hot jet of liquid power out deep inside of me.
Mitch collapsed on to of me and his breathing was heavy. His cock was still inside me. I stared out the open win
dow and focused on the sound of my heart still pounding and the feeling of his flesh pulsing inside of me as I tried to make sense of everything that had just happened.
Mitch gathered himself and began kissing me again on the neck as he rolled off me and on to the bed beside me. He pulled me into his arms and squeezed me tightly. He kissed my neck again, and I sniffled then wiped a stray tear that tinkled out of my eye.
“What’s wrong?” he asked as he pushed himself up on an elbow. “Why are you crying? Did I hurt you?”
I let out a croak of a laugh. “No, nothing is wrong.” I wiped my other eye with my other hand and sniffled again. “It just felt so good is all.”
Mitch relaxed back onto the bed and I turned towards him. He pulled me into his arms again and I wrapped all my limbs around him. We both stared into each other’s eyes.
“I love you, Annie.” Mitch whispered. “I love you so much.” I had never heard him sound so sincere.
“I love you too, Mitch,” I replied. “So much.”
I reached my hand out and touched his stubbly face to make sure I wasn’t in a dream. It was hard for me to believe what had just happened, but I felt on top of the world.
My stepbrother fucked the shit out of me.
And it was the most amazing experience of my life.
Chapter 28
“Do you want to shower?” I asked.
“Umm…” Annie panned down at the spots on the bed sheets. “That’s probably a good idea, Mr. Wrecker.”
I chuckled, and we both rolled out of bed. I escorted Annie through the rubbish, to the bathroom, and fetched us each a clean towel. Thankfully, most of the items in my linen closet had survived the carnage that had taken over the rest of the house.
I wasn’t sure what came over me after Annie arrived. Her standing there in front of me yelling and screaming caused my rage to rise. And she just looked so cute in her little sundress, trying to be angry, that I couldn’t control myself anymore. Even after telling him that I wouldn’t touch Annie, I ended up taking her on my own accord.
