by Wild, Nikki
“Oh, my God!” I whimpered, watching as he came even closer, stroking his cock as he knelt down behind me. “It’s so big, Richard!”
It wasn’t just big… Becky was right! At the tip a small silver ring was pierced through the head. I’d heard of prince albert piercings, but I’d never seen so much as a picture of one before.
I turned to look ahead of me as he got himself into position. I let out a soft whine, my eyes closing as I imagined just how much of him I’d even be able to take, and then there was the fact that I’d never done this before...
“Richard, I—I mean, Dick… I’m a—”
“A sweet little virgin,” he purred and I felt his tip grazing the entrance to my untouched opening. My body gave an involuntary shudder of pleasure, the primal drive inside of me screaming to be filled up, to have a thick, hard dick spill itself inside of me. I felt like an animal, a bitch in heat that needed to be fucked.
“Yes, Sir,” I moaned, feeling the soft press of his tip against my entrance.
“I’ll be gentle,” he growled.
I felt the slow press of his cock entering me, feeling his tip sliding past the tight opening. He was easing it in and out just a bit at a time, slowly opening up my warm, wet depths. I let out a cry, pain and pleasure fusing together as I did my best to relax into the feeling of the tip of his dick inside me. He was so big, and my pussy felt like I would split in half if he kept going.
“Fuck!” I moaned, breathing deeply as I felt him stretching the delicate barrier that separated me from my unbridled desires. I looked back into Richard’s eyes, begging silently for him to press hard, to push past my cherry. I wanted him to strip me of the last shred of innocence I had left. I tried so hard to relax, to breathe, but the feeling of his thick dick inside me was too much.
I felt a sharp, tearing pain, a whimper escaping from my lips as Richard’s strong hands held me hard by the hips, keeping them from moving. He held himself inside of me, his hips pressed against the firm roundness of my ass, his cock sheathed inside of my body all the way to his base.
The pain was slow to ebb, but my entire body was exploding with incredible sensation. I tried to relax, relishing in the feeling of Richard’s thickness deep inside of me. I could already feel my hips tightening as he slowly began to move himself back out, his body beginning to piston back and forward in a slow, steady rhythm.
“Now you’re mine,” he growled, bending over me to whisper into my ear. “And I’m not letting you go.”
“Good,” I whimpered, pressing my ass back against him with every thrust.
I cried out as his pace increased, burying my face in my arms as he began to slide himself harder and faster into my pussy. The feeling of him filling me, driving that enormous cock into my body was a sensation that I could hardly describe let alone get enough of. On every stroke I could feel the metal ring running along the inside wall as his girth stretched me to the limit. I felt like my body was on fire as my stepbrother began pounding me harder and harder.
After what had happened at the restaurant, I was already so close to climax, my body sitting on a razor’s edge between the safety of my own sanity and the madness and mania that my orgasm would undoubtedly inspire in me. I could feel it calling, a torrential whirlwind of desire and lustful thoughts. It begged me to call out, to play the part of the needy slut that wanted nothing more than a hard cock in her cunt.
I’m so close!” I cried, feeling my body tighten in every muscle the longer my stepbrother drove himself into me. “Give it to me… Give me your dick…”
Our bodies moved as one in that quick, forceful rhythm. I exalted in the sheer size of him as he filled me with his cock. I felt like I was melting, slowly losing myself in the rough, lustful physicality of my stepbrother’s needful thrusts. His pace was becoming erratic, his hips bucking again and again at almost random intervals. I could feel Richard’s grip tightening on my hips as he pulled me nice and hard. I knew what was coming soon, just as my own climax loomed just out of reach.
“That’s it, fuck me!” I cried, my toes curling as I felt the pressure inside of my finally reaching its breaking point. “I’m coming!”
I let out a whining, whimpering moan as I felt all of my muscles shudder all at the same time. My chest tightened for a moment, my breath abandoning me as I shut my eyes tight, trying to brace myself against the battering waves of my orgasm. My pussy squeezed tight around Richard’s cock, feeling him pulse and thrust deeper and deeper into me even as my body contorted and writhed beneath him. I’d had more than my share of orgasms in my life, but the sensation of my stepbrother sliding in and out of me while I came brought the pleasure to whole new levels I’d never imagined.
“Shit,” Richard whispered, and I could feel him swelling up inside of my clenched pussy as it tried to milk for the primal need for a man’s cum deep inside. Oh God… I couldn’t let that happen!
“Cum on me, Sir,” I moaned, looking up at him from over my shoulder. “Cum on me, please!”
I knew I’d never be able to let him cum inside of me, not without going to the doctor for birth control, but having his seed splashing over my skin would be the next best thing. It felt like he would own me, that I’d belong to him. It was an act of submission that would tell him that more than anything I wanted to be his.
My stepbrother slid himself out of me, smirking at he took that big, thick cock in his hand and started to stroke it nice and hard as I lay sprawled out in front of him, my ass still up in the air as I watched him. I couldn’t help but stare as he stroked himself, still practically drooling from my earth shaking climax.
“That’s it,” I whimpered, biting on my lip in anticipation as I watched that red tip throb eagerly. “Give it to me!”
Richard’s body shuddered against mine and I could hear him gasp and moan as his cum began to well up at the base of his thick cock, waiting to burst forward and coat my back in thick ropes of his sticky seed. He stroked himself hard, looking down into my eyes as I whimpered and pleaded to be covered in his spunk, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to last long with the kind of encouragement I was giving him.
“Fuck!” he cried out, a thick rope of his sperm gushing forward from his throbbing tip, closely followed by another, then another. With every geyser of his cum I felt each landing down my back and all over my plump little ass, rejoicing in the way his seed felt against my skin.
“Oh, fuck, Dick! That’s it, cum for me…”
I watched him, his hips bucking and his muscles twitching hard. The geysers turned to a slow drip, his thick shaft spent of all its delightful gifts as my stepbrother slumped forward ever so slightly, his grip still tight on my hips.
I closed my eyes, basking in the glory of our shared orgasm, stretching myself out like a cat that had just woken up from a nice long nap. I felt as though something in me had changed… I’d either been broken or fixed, or something different all together. As I lay beneath my stepbrother on his floor, I knew that nothing would ever be the same…
_ TEN _
Dick
After our first time together, Jessica began falling in line.
At first, things were rocky. Her trust in me was something that the two of us needed to develop as time when on, but the more she allowed herself to follow my commands, the happier she seemed to become.
Every morning before she was awake, I would send a text to her phone, instructing her on what I wanted her to wear down to the color of hair tie she would put in her hair, and even what style of panties she would have on under her clothes—if any. If she questioned my orders, she would be punished—not with pain, but by a lack of it. In a woman like Jessica, to use pain as a punishment was like reprimanding a child by giving them candy. No, if I wanted Jessica to obey, she needed to learn that she wouldn’t receive the release she craved.
“Are you in bed?” I texted her just before midnight. I had ordered her to wait for my order before she even thought of closing her eyes.
“Yes, Sir
,” she replied within moments. I couldn’t help but feel a rush whenever she called me ‘Sir.’ My cock would come straight to attention, pushing against the soft fabric of my boxers and I would be thankful for my private room.
“Is Becky asleep?” I asked as I slipped my boxers off, standing in the middle of my dorm my hard cock standing stiff as a steel rod.
“Yes, Sir. She went to sleep an hour ago. I’m ready to obey,” Jess texted back, the soft chirp of my phone filling the quiet air of my dorm.
“Open your legs,” I typed before taking my cock in my hand and slowly working it from base to tip. The power was more than a little intoxicating, knowing that someone would do whatever you asked of them without hesitation.
Another chirp from my phone told me that she’d done what I asked. I looked down at the screen, pleasantly surprised to see a picture of her smooth, silken thighs spread apart on her bed.
“Like this?” she asked, and I could almost imagine her chest heaving in anticipation.
“Good,” I replied, biting down on my lip. “Play with yourself.”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied, and a moment later a picture of her fingers nestled into the folds of her velvety pussy was on my screen. My cock throbbed as I began stroking it a little faster, closing my eyes as I recalled the way her cunt felt around my cock.
The fear I’d had of being discovered had disappeared the moment I’d slid myself deep into Jessica’s virgin pussy. Now, the thought that I was fucking my stepsister was probably one of the biggest turn-ons of our entire relationship. Knowing that I shouldn’t be doing it was what made every thrust inside of her so sweet. We had no friends here, save for Becky, and she had apparently been telling Jessica to fuck me for years. If only she’d listened sooner…
“It feels so good,” she texted, sending yet another picture of her slickening pussy. I let out a moan as I felt a twinge in my shaft, a wave of pleasure rolling out from between my thighs. I began to stroke myself faster still, letting out a groan as the next thing my stepsister sent to me was a video of her fingers flicking slowly on her tiny little clit. “I miss how you feel in me, Sir.”
“Slide them inside,” I ordered. “Show me.”
Within moments, an incoming facetime call rang onto my phone. I watched the screen as two of her fingers slipping deep into her now dripping pussy. My cock throbbed harder with every stroke, a pressure building between my hips. All those times I’d touched myself imagining what this would be like, what her wanting me would be like, none of them compared to actually knowing that if I told her to, Jessica would walk to my dorm buck-ass naked and bend over, begging for my cock.
“I’m so close,” she whispered. “It feels so good, Sir.”
I growled softly in frustration. I couldn’t make it easier for her. She needed to be controlled, held under my will if she was going to get any real satisfaction out of this.
“No one said you were allowed to cum,” I whispered.
“But Sir!” she replied, ever so quietly, “It feels so good! Please, may I?”
“I gave you an order,” I said, “and you’ll do it, or you’ll face the consequences.”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied, though I knew she was desperate to push herself beyond that edge and fall into the bliss of her own climax. Jessica was more than eager to explore the dark corners of her desires, eager to feel the release of her orgasm wash over her. Some days, I felt like I’d created a monster.
“I didn’t say stop, either.”
“But I’m so close!” she said, “Dick, I’m so close to cumming.”
“I said don’t do it, I will punish you if you even dare cum a second before I tell you to. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
I pumped my hard cock to the sight of those delicate fingers toying viciously at that wanting pussy. I felt like every fantasy that I’d ever had about Jessica was coming true all at once. I hungered for her, unable to push her from my mind now that I’d had a taste. I was hooked.
I watched as my stepsister plunged her fingers deep inside of herself, whimpering my name in ecstasy, barely able to restrain herself from going just that extra inch toward the edge.
“Please!” Jessica begged, her panting growing more and more insistent, more labored and uneven. “It’s driving me insane!”
Harder and harder I stroked my thick dick, the pressure between my legs growing with every stroke. I moaned out loudly into the darkness of my dorm, biting down on my lip as a pulse of pleasure rocketed from my tightening balls. It was getting to be too much, too much to hold back from falling into that sweet oblivion.
“Please, Sir!” she whimpered as her fingers pumped in and out of herself. “I need to cum for you…”
It was too much to hold in, the way she begged and moaned out for me as she soaked her fingers in her own sweet juices. It felt like I was going to explode if I didn’t let myself fall over that edge and into the torrential flood of my impending orgasm.
“Cum for me,” I said, pointing my phone’s camera right at my red, throbbing cock to give her a little visual of her own. I pumped that shaft harder and harder, ordering her in a low, growling voice to cum while she looked at my cock.
It felt so sudden, almost unexpected, though I had been building up to this release since the moment I’d come home from practice that day. I reveled in the complete control I had over Jessica, the way she surrendered herself to me and obeyed like an obedient servant. She was mine, and that thought alone was enough to drive me right over the edge.
My cock throbbed hard, nearly bringing me to my knees as I worked my rigid shaft up and down. I closed my eyes, throwing my head back as the looming wave of my climax crashed down right on top of me, my heavy balls tightening as I felt the warm gush of my own cum ejecting from the swollen tip of my dick. I cried out, my eyes closed tight with every spasm from my shaft, ropes of my seed covering my fingers and dripping onto the floor.
As I opened my eyes I looked down at the video feed and saw Jessica’s face.
She bit down hard on her bottom lip, doing her best to silence the moans and whimpers that were doing their damnedest to escape. Her face contorted in what almost seemed like pain, except for the smile that was plastered across her face. Her eyes stared up into the camera, looking at me over the live feed as she came hard all over her fingers.
“Did I go good, Sir?” she asked me.
In all the times I’d been with a woman, no one had ever had me more satisfied than Jessica. Even in our little sexting sessions I’d never felt happier, never felt so satisfied than I did with her.
“You did perfectly, my pet,” I replied, lounging on my bed, my eyes half open as the afterglow began to wash over me. “This was one of the best yet.”
“I’m glad you liked it,” she said, looking up at me seductively.
“Now it’s time for bed,” I replied barely able to keep my own eyes open. I’d come to love our little night-time rituals, each one making me eager for the coming day as I planned new ways I could satisfy Jessica’s need to be subservient.
“Yes, Sir,” she replied. “Do you have any orders for me? Shall I wear something special for you?”
I smiled lazily, pondering the question for a moment before I replied.
“Something slutty,” I said, a grin on my face as I added “and don’t you dare wear any panties.”
“Yes, Sir,” Jess replied. “Goodnight.”
I hit he little red button on the screen to end the facetime call, then lay back in my bed, my eyes closed and a smile on my face. Everything seemed so perfect, like I’d walked right into a dream—a dream I’d had over and over again for the past few years. Jessica and I were finally together, finally free to hold one another the way I’d always wanted. She was mine, and I wasn’t about to let her go for one minute.
Maybe, just maybe, all of this will work, I thought as my eyes closed and I rested my head on my pillow. I have the girl of my dreams and everything is finally working out.
“I made the right choice,” I said to the dark emptiness of my dorm room, my eyes closing once last time before the start of a brand new day.
_ ELEVEN _
Jessica
“You’re such a freak!” Becky squealed from across the room.
