by Mia Carson
“That was fast,” my mom said, laughing as I rushed down.
“I’m pumped up,” I said, laughing with her before saying goodbye to her and my dad.
Nick decided to jog to the gym since it was less than a mile away, which was fine by me, as a mile was more exercise than I had gotten in the past week. Besides, I loved to run. We arrived at the gym a little out of breath. Nick went directly to the weights section while I chose a treadmill that faced him so I could watch him lift. I wanted the best vantage point to watch him squat and build his muscles.
Damn. He looked good. He had taken off his shirt, his tattooed bare chest glistening with sweat. His muscles moved in unison with the machines as he piled on the weights. As I watched him, I wondered if he could possibly get more perfect. My eyes wandered occasionally to his crotch as he moved around seamlessly in the gym. As he started his bicep curls, my heart fluttered, and I remembered how hard he had held me the night we’d had forbidden sex. Memories of us together rushed at me, and my body began to betray me. “Damn, Nick,” I muttered under my breath.
A cute redhead dressed in super short shorts and a top that left nothing to the imagination approached him while he worked on his triceps. She might as well been naked for the way all the men stared at her as she waltzed by. He spoke to her for a few minutes before returning to his workout. I wondered what they had spoken about, but he was probably used to girls walking up to him at the gym and wanting his attention. Surely a man like him could never be faithful to one woman…that would be impossible. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t even notice one of the gym attendants asking me if I was okay and whether I needed help.
“I’m fine, thanks,” I replied distractedly.
“Your treadmill stopped a while ago. Just wanted to make sure you didn’t need help getting off.”
He was right. I had stopped walking some time ago and had been staring at Nick blatantly. I must have looked stupid.
“I’m okay. Just resting between machines,” I lied.
“Okay, but we are closing in a few minutes,” he said.
“Thanks,” I said with a smile for him. He was very cute, dimples and a just-the-right-amount of stubble on his face, but he wasn’t really my type. Nick was.
As I had been talking with the gym attendant, Nick had left the weights section. I figured he’d gone to the locker room to freshen up. I got off the treadmill and made my way to the ladies’ locker room. I quickly cleaned up and headed towards the lobby, expecting him to be done and ready to go. When I returned to the main floor, the gym was empty save the man who had talked to me earlier. I walked up to him.
“Hi, again. I came in with a man – tall, dark hair. Have you seen him?”
“Nick?”
“Yes.”
“I saw you two come in together. He’s a regular here. He’s probably in the locker room. Give him a few minutes.”
“Sure, thanks.” After pacing the gym for a few minutes, I started worrying whether Nick was okay. One part of me wanted to believe he was in the back section of the gym fucking that redhead who had flirted with him earlier, but the sisterly part of me wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he had maybe lost track of time or worse, gotten injured.
The gym attendant had gone into the office, but I didn’t want to wait too long in case Nick was really in trouble. I decided to walk into the men’s locker room and find out for myself. The gym was empty; certainly I wouldn’t run into any issues.
“Nick?” I called out softly from the doorway, but I heard no response. “Nick, are you okay?” After getting no response, I crept quietly into the room. I heard one of the showers running and walked closer to the sound of running water. Now I was really worried that Nick may have been taking a shower and gotten hurt. I quickened my steps towards the shower, drew the curtain aside, my heart beating wildly as imagined him bleeding on the floor. I was unprepared for what I saw before me.
Nick was standing in the water alone, eyes closed, his hand jerking his thick, long cock. I was so surprised that for a few seconds, I just stared, watching him lather the soapsuds all over his massive, hard cock and rub it slowly from top to bottom. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be in the grips of extreme pleasure. He kept stroking his cock and squeezing his balls with his other hand. I felt a tingle spread between my thighs and up to my belly and breasts. My nipples ached and pressed against my tight top.
“Like what you see?” Nick sounded amused.
“Oh, gosh, no…no, I mean yes, sorry, Nick,” I fumbled with my words. I quickly stepped away from the shower, letting the curtain drop back into place. Damn! I didn’t mean for him to catch me. Now he would think I was a pervert. “I was just checking to see if you were okay.”
“Thanks, Maddy. I’ll be out soon.”
“Sure.” I quickly ran out of the locker and back out to the gym.
“Oh, there you are,” the gym attendant said when he saw me. “Did you see Nick?”
“Yes, he should be right out,” I said, trying my best to avoid his eyes, afraid he would know what had happened. My face was so red.
Nick walked out a few minutes later, but I couldn’t bring myself to look him in the eyes. It was already bad that we hadn’t talked about us having sex in the first place, but now I had complicated things by catching him masturbating. I wouldn’t have thought Nick was the type who masturbated, not when women willingly fell at his feet. Now we really had something to talk about.
“Ready?” he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
“Yes,” I said as I followed him out of the gym.
We walked in silence all the way home. My thoughts raced with all sorts of possibilities. If Nick had been masturbating, that meant he was horny. Was it possible we could have sex again? His cock seemed so much bigger and thicker than I remembered it as I pictured it again covered in soap in the shower.
Our parents were asleep when we got home. I said good night to Nick and went up to my room to shower. As I slowly took off my sweaty clothes, I imagined Nick undressing me seductively– first the shorts, then the top, then the panties, and finally freeing my breasts as my bra came off. I was about to step into my bathroom when I heard my bedroom door click open behind me. I turned around, expecting to see my mom, but Nick was standing there. He looked so dejected. He shut the door behind him.
“Are you okay, Nick?” I asked, worried.
“Maddy, I can’t do this any longer.”
“Do what?” I asked.
“Have you this close to me, yet so far away,” he pointed to my body. “That should belong to me.”
I remembered I was naked and quickly pulled a towel off the shelf to wrap around me.
“What do you want, Nick? You know it’s not going to work between us. Even if there was a way to make it happen, you don’t like commitments. That’s not your style.”
“Don’t say that.”
“You know that’s true, Nick. You don’t keep a girlfriend longer than a month. So even if we were able to be together, it would last all of four weeks. It could destroy our family. You like your women too much to ever be satisfied with just one...especially one in such a complex set up.”
“Maddy, there’s no other girl in my life. I haven’t slept with anyone since the day we had sex,” he said dryly, his voice drained.
It wasn’t what I had expected to hear. His revelation took me by surprise. If Nick had truly not slept with any other girl since he’d touched me that night a few months ago, that was certainly something. I didn’t want to tell him that I hadn’t let any man touch me either. There had been opportunities, but I hadn’t wanted to take any of them.
“What happened to all your girlfriends? They dump you?” I mocked.
He groaned. “There’s been no other girl since you, Maddy. You know why? Because I can’t stop thinking about you. I know it’s wrong and we’ll probably get in a shitload of trouble for touching each other, but I can’t help it.”
“And y
ou have to tell me this when I’m half-naked?” I asked. “Are you trying to get us in trouble now?”
“Is there a better time to do it? You can’t kick me out of your room when you’re half-naked.”
“How do you know?” I asked, smiling. He was right. The last thing I wanted was to kick him out of my room. If anything, I wanted to lock my bedroom door and let him take me all night long.
He smiled at me, and in response, loosened the string on his sweatpants and let them pool around his feet, his erect cock pointing straight at me.
“Should I leave now?” he whispered.
I looked behind him, scared the door would open and reveal one of our parents standing in the hallway. Shit, what would I tell them if we were found out?
“Don’t worry. They’re both fast asleep. We’ll just have to be quiet,” he whispered again as he drew me into his arms. “That is, if you’re up to it.”
Of course I was up to it. I’ve been up to it since the first time we fucked.
He squeezed me to him, causing the towel to drop, leaving me completely naked; my nipples pebbled as they rubbed against his chest. He bent over and placed his lips on my left nipple, taking one soft areola into his mouth and suckling.
“The question is this…are you up for it?” I teased.
“What do you think?” He guided my hand to his cock and shifted his mouth to my other nipple.
I giggled as I caressed his cock. He was hard and warm at the same time. I circled his cock with my hand and moved it up and down the shaft, the way I had seen girls do it in the movies.
“You haven’t done this since the last time we…?” he asked, looking me in the eyes.
“Is it that obvious?”
“Yes,” he moaned. “You saved yourself for me?”
“Yes.” I had saved myself for him since the first time we’d met.
“All right. I’ll give you a bit of a refresher course,” he said.
“Sounds like fun,” I said, smiling seductively while stroking his dick. He took my hands gently away from his cock and pulled me towards the bed, pushing me gently down onto my back.
“I’d almost forgotten how beautiful you are,” he said. I stretched out on the bed. He gazed at my nude body in awe.
“Thank you.”
“Nice,” he said, touching my clean-shaven pussy.
“You like it shaved?”
“Yes, Maddy. Always keep it shaved.”
“For you, I will,” I said, giggling.
He pulled me closer to the edge of the bed so that my legs hung over the side. He parted my legs, keeping his eyes on mine. I was now wide open to him.
“Let me remind you of our first time together,” Nick said as he knelt between my legs. He gently applied butterfly kisses to my pussy.
He spread me even further, and his lips really went to work! Wet kisses, licking, prodding, sucking, massaging – I experienced many new sensations. A groan escaped my mouth involuntarily.
“Are you okay?” he asked, lifting his head from my legs. His chin was wet from my pussy juice.
“Yesss…”
“Let me know if you want me to stop.”
“Don’t stop, Nick.” I had no intention of letting him stop. Why would I when I was receiving the pleasure of my life?
“Relax,” he said. “It’s important that you do. If you’re worried about getting caught, I assure you that we are safe.”
I tried to relax and spread open even more. He resumed licking and teasing my pussy.
“Are you sure you want me to be your second?” he murmured quietly, not stopping his teasing.
Words were unnecessary. I pushed his head toward me and made his lips brush my clit, causing a shiver of arousal.
He didn’t let his lips lose contact with me. He parted my thighs even wider and kissed my clit. At first, it was a gentle kiss; then he sucked softly on my bud. I closed my eyes as my entire body clenched in anticipation. With his lips still pleasuring and massaging my clit, his hand moved up my body, over my belly, and cupped my breast. His thumb flicked across my hardening nipple.
I moaned as his hand brushed my mound. He squeezed my breast a little, taking care to be gentle while still sucking on my clit. He spent a few more minutes pleasuring my pussy. His mouth made its way upward. I felt his tongue brush against my skin.
“I really like it shaved,” he grunted as he kissed my hairless mound. He tongued my bellybutton, a sensation that I didn’t know would feel so good. He kept moving up until his mouth was on my breasts. He stopped for a moment as if to admire them, each hand cradling one of my boobs. He gave them a squeeze, placed his mouth on one of my nipples, and sucked earnestly.
“I’ve missed you, Nick,” I said, running my hands through his hair as he pulled at my nipples with his teeth, teasing so softly. I let him play with my breasts. It’s not every day that my stepbrother gets to secretly suck at my nipples in the house that we shared with our parents. He played with one nipple for some time, then switched to the other one. He bit a little harder this time.
“Aww…” I said.
“Does it hurt, baby? I’m sorry,” Nick said.
“No, I like it. Do it again,” I said, reveling in the painful pleasure.
Nick didn’t need for me to ask again as he bit my other nipple.
This time around, I was expecting it, so I simply groaned when the pain hit me. He kept alternating between biting my nipples and sucking them, clouding my senses with pleasure. I was wiggling underneath him, unable to keep still. Suddenly, he lifted his body from me and lay flat next to me, our faces nearly touching. He guided my hands between his legs and placed my fingers around his cock.
I scooted down, opened my mouth wide, and took his entire thickness into my mouth. It felt strange having a dick in my mouth after so many months without it, but soon, I was bobbing away at his cock, sucking the entire length into my mouth. I loved doing it; it gave me pleasure to please him.
“Yeah, shit, grab my balls and roll them around in your hands,” he said, guiding my hand to his balls. I massaged them gently, careful not to hurt him.
“Be firm. Squeeze a little harder,” he said between grunts and moans.
I squeezed a tad bit harder, learning how to maneuver his sack and nuts.
“Yeah, baby, fuck,” he said.
“You like it?” I said as I pulled his dick out of my mouth, but he didn’t respond. Instead he pumped his cock into my mouth like it was my pussy, mouth-fucking me fast and hard. His grunts grew louder and deeper, and even though I had no experience with sex like this, I could tell he was getting to the end. I didn’t want him to be finished. I was just about to have fun.
“Take this. Yeah, take my whole dick,” he said, grunting even louder. I let him fuck my mouth for a few more seconds, then I pulled away.
“I don’t want you to come just yet,” I teased, smiling as I moved up his body and planted a kiss on his lips. He grabbed my ass before I could break the kiss and pulled me closer to him, crushing my body to his. Our tongues glided over each other, our kisses warm and wet but short.
“Why did you stop?” I asked when his mouth left mine.
“Because I want to fuck you in more places than your mouth,” he answered, and before I could ask what he meant, his hands had gone between my thighs. “I’m going to make you feel something new,” he said.
I felt his fingers rub my skin, stopping briefly at the slit in my pussy and moving past it without entering me. I arched my body towards him, hoping to make my pussy meet his fingers, but he moved his hand further way. His hands moved to my back, massaging and caressing. Without warning, he flipped us over so he lay on top of me, pinning me down with his strength.
He started by kissing my nipples again but didn’t linger too long there. He placed butterfly kisses on my stomach and between my thighs. Gently, he put a finger in my pussy; I stiffened. I was unsure of this new sensation.
“Relax, baby, it’s not going to hurt. You’re warm, wet,
and ready,” he said.
I looked at him, my eyes revealing my confusion. “It won’t hurt like the first time?”
“I promise,” he said. He looked into my eyes, and the moment our eyes met, I knew I could trust him to take care of me.
“Okay,” I said. I forced myself to relax and waited for him to make me feel the new sensations he had promised. I braced myself for his finger, which I knew was about to gently penetrate me. I felt him insert one finger into me, and then he rubbed my clit with his other fingers. An involuntary moan escaped me.
“You like it?” he asked. I nodded, fearing my words would betray me.
He spread the juices from my pussy over my clit, massaging and rubbing me in ways I knew I would always desire.
“So good,” I said. I reached for him, hoping to guide his finger a little deeper into me. He took my hand away from my clit and placed it on his dick. It was raging hard and still warm from fucking my mouth. I caressed his dick, stroking his entire length and girth while thoughts of how it would feel inside me filled my head and caused me to moan even more.
He touched me for a few more seconds before spreading my legs wide. I willingly spread them even more. My clean shaven pussy was at his mercy. He moved up my body and positioned his dick at the slit of my pussy.
“Wait,” I said. I’d always had a fantasy of what our reunion would be like, and this was almost perfect, but I wanted him in a different way.
“What?” he asked.
“Not like this,” I said, wiggling around until my ass was up in the air. “I want you to fuck me hard and fast from behind.”
Nick needed no other invitation as he spread my legs apart, positioned his dick at the entrance of my pussy, and shoved it in deep, unceremoniously claiming me again.
“Fuck,” I said as his dick penetrated me.
“Are you okay, baby?” He froze, his dick deep in me but not moving.
“Yes, yes, please don’t stop,” I sighed, arching my ass towards him.
He penetrated me to his hilt until he hit my core. Then he withdrew his dick slowly, allowing my pussy to expand to his girth and length. He slid in slowly a couple more times, widening me each time, until my juices flowed freely. He pumped faster and faster into me, pushing in and out, thrusting into me like I was his last great fuck.
