Kisses From My Cowboy Stepbrother, Part 2 (of 2)

by Madison, Tiffany

  Oh, God... he’s so hot.

  Connor smiled at me and reached a hand out, waiting for me to hand over my clothes. I felt a bit nervous undressing in front of him, but I also didn’t want to sit around in wet clothes all afternoon. So I smiled coyly and then grabbed the bottom of my shirt, pulling it over my head. As I finished taking the shirt off, I noticed that Connor’s gaze had moved toward my bra-covered breasts.

  “Connor!” I chastised, covering myself up with one hand.

  He just smiled and brought his eyes back up to my own.

  “Sorry,” he responded. “You’re just so goddamn hot.”

  I blushed at the compliment. “Well, thank you,” I said, throwing him my shirt. He caught it with one hand and tossed it over his shoulder. He then quickly unbuttoned his jeans. He slipped them off in front of me, letting them fall down to his ankles. His black boxer/briefs were revealed, along with his muscular legs, which I had not seen before.

  Goddamn. Is there anything about this guy that isn’t sexy?

  It was like I was standing in front of an underwear model. It almost didn’t seem real. Connor noticed me staring at him and then immediately gave me flak about it.

  “Emily!” he cried, as he playfully covered up his chest. “You dirty dog, you! Stop staring at me!”

  I started laughing as I shook my head. “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I responded.

  Then I reached down and unbuttoned my own jeans, carefully slipping them off so as not to accidentally slide my underwear off with them. The wet denim clung to my skin but was I able to get them down without my panties coming off. Once the jeans were down to my ankles, I stepped out of my shoes and my jeans at the same time. Connor walked over and picked my pants up from the floor. Then he stood up, sliding his gaze up and down my body.

  So there we were, standing inches from each other in nothing but our underwear. I could feel the sexual tension thrumming in the air. My body tingled and my pussy began to throb as I looked at my cowboy stepbrother who stood before me, looking as sexy as ever.

  “You are fucking perfect,” Connor exhaled slowly.

  This is bad news, right here. I’m going to get into a lot of trouble.

  Connor drew in a long breath and then stepped close to me, placing his hands on my hips and pulling my close. My crotch pressed into his and a moment later, I felt a bulge began to grow within his boxers.

  Any and all thoughts of Connor’s past flew out the window. My instincts were taking over and all that I could think about was having him. In that moment, I didn’t care what he had or hadn't done years before. Not surprisingly, the gorgeous, half-naked man in front of me caused me to lose my senses.

  I stood on my tiptoes and pressed my lips against his. Our mouths opened and our tongues began to caress against each other’s. The kiss turned me on even further and I moaned softly as I leaned toward him.

  Connor slid his powerful hands up my sides. Our naked skin was pressed against each other’s as we kissed. I had had a feeling that when I came back to the farm I’d end up fooling around with him, but I had no clue that it was going to happen so quickly.

  I reached my hands up and placed them over Connor’s muscular shoulders. Then I gently pulled away from our kiss and looked him in the eyes.

  “Didn’t you say something about throwing our clothes in the dryer?” I asked, playfully.

  Connor chuckled and shook his head.

  “I did,” he responded. “But I think that can wait. There’s something much more important in front of me right now.”

  Then he leaned forward and kissed me once again. This time, though, his hands dropped and he grabbed my ass, lifting me off of the ground. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he held me there as we kissed.

  We made out for a moment and then Connor broke our kiss. Without saying a word, he carried me across the living room and into his bedroom. He gently laid me on the bed and then resumed our kiss as his body loomed on all fours over mine.

  Oh, God. This is so bad. But I’ll be damned if it doesn’t feel right.

  My legs were still wrapped around Connor’s waist and as he leaned forward, it caused the bulge in his crotch to press against my pantie-covered flower. A burst of pleasure shot into my body as he bucked his hips forward, creating a gentle friction.

  God, yes...

  My hands moved up and down his back and, within a second, I found myself bucking my hips forward as well. The friction increased and along with it, so did the pleasure. After a moment, Connor pulled away from our kiss. We gazed into each other’s eyes for a brief second and then I watched as he moved his face downward toward my cleavage.

  My mouth opened and I leaned my head back as Connor began to kiss the top of my breasts. It had been so long since I had been touched like that and I had forgotten how badly I needed it.

  Connor growled possessively into my chest, then he lifted one of his hands up and undid the clasp in the center of my bra. The bra popped open immediately, releasing my breasts to the air.

  This is really happening.

  It was hard to believe that it was real. My stepbrother, the most gorgeous man I had ever met, was on top of me in bed. We had the house to ourselves and our parents were miles and miles away. We were totally free to do whatever we wanted. It was perfect, really.

  Connor cupped my naked breasts in each hand. Then he leaned forward, gently placing his mouth over one of my nipples. He began to rub at it with his tongue, causing it to grow firm in an instant. My body shuddered as a wave of pleasure coursed through me.

  “Oh, God yes,” I whispered, as I closed my eyes and let the sensation flow through me.

  Connor licked circles over my areola and then immediately moved his face to my other breast, giving it the same attention. After a moment, he gently pulled his face away and continued his journey downward, kissing along my stomach and all the way to my belly button.

  I slowly opened my eyes, watching as he maneuvered across my sensitive skin. He kissed downward on my belly, inch by inch, until he got to the top of my panties. Then he reached up and slipped his fingers into the elastic waistband.

  He pulled downward on my panties, shimmying them off of my waist. I lifted my butt off of the bed to help him get them off. He slid my underwear down to my knees and then to my ankles, where I kicked them carelessly across the room.

  “Jesus... you are perfect,” Connor whispered, as he looked me over.

  He got up from the bed and I immediately noticed that the bulge in his underwear had gotten much larger. His fully erect cock was tenting the thin material, just begging to be released.

  Connor kept his eyes on my body as he slipped out of his boxers. His manhood popped out and my jaw dropped slightly as I laid eyes on it. His cock was huge, much larger than any man I had ever slept with.

  He gave my naked body a slow once over and then crawled back on the bed, lifting my legs up and draping them over his shoulders. He kissed the inside of my knees, then moved downward along my thighs, making his way toward my crotch.

  With each inch that he kissed, another burst of excitement shot through me and I began to get more turned on than I had in years.

  “Yes...” I groaned.

  Just the anticipation of Connor’s lips on my pussy caused me to moan. It was like I could feel the pleasure before he even touched me down there. Connor growled again as he slid his lips downward my crotch. He kissed the crease between my thigh and my pussy, then moved his face over so that his tongue landed directly on my clit.

  “Oh, God...” I whispered, as I closed my eyes and leaned my head back.

  He flicked his tongue against my clit, creating a deep burst of pleasure inside of me. It left me breathless and my face became frozen in a state of bliss. Connor moaned as he continued lapping his tongue against my sensitive parts, causing me to get even wetter. I relaxed my legs over his muscular shoulders. Then I brought my hands to my breasts and began to gently touch my nipples as he ate me out.

  “Oh, fuck,
Connor,” I managed to say, as I exhaled. I immediately breathed in again, sucking the air through my teeth and creating a hissing noise. My senses became overwhelmed and I found myself bucking my hips upward just to increase the pleasure even further.

  “Don’t stop, baby,” I whispered.

  Connor nodded his head, bringing his tongue down along my folds and then back up to my clit. My jaw dropped and my eyes to rolled into the back of my head.

  “Oh, my God...”

  My back arched as I pressed my head into the pillow. It felt so incredible. But it was more than just physical pleasure that had me writhing on top of that bed. Something about the fact that I shouldn’t have been there made it even hotter. The taboo element of sleeping with my stepbrother just made it even sexier than it would have normally been.

  The waves of ecstasy continued to pulsate inside of me, starting at my crotch and radiating outward. The pleasure was so intense, and a moment later I crashed into orgasm.

  “Oh, God...Connor...” I said, in between heavy breaths. “I’m coming!”

  Connor nodded his head in approval as he continued teasing my clit. The sensation increase and I felt my entire body explode with ecstasy. Every inch of my skin lit on fire was pleasure and my thighs clamped around Connor’s head.

  “Yes...” I moaned.

  My entire body shuddered and my pussy tensed as it released its juices. I rode the final wave of pleasure with lust writ on my face. Then I finally relaxed back onto the bed, as the waves of ecstasy slowly ebbed away to a dull aching pleasure.

  My God...

  It had been years since I had experienced an orgasm. My ex-husband was never able to get me off. And in fact, no man had ever been able to. I was usually only able to get off by myself, either with my fingers or with a dildo. So needless to say, I was shocked by the fact that Connor was able to make it happen.

  “That was incredible,” I whispered, as I slowly came back to my senses.

  Connor pulled his face away from my pussy and stood up. He towered over me, breathing heavier than before. His chest was rising and falling with his breathing, causing the muscles in his shoulders to flex. There was a look of lust on his face and his eyes had dilated.

  “You are just too sexy,” Connor muttered, shaking his head.

  His eyes moved up and down my body as he grabbed my legs and pressed them toward my chest. Then he positioned himself so that the tip of his cock hovered just in front of my opening.

  “Go slow,” I said.

  Connor nodded in agreement and then guided his hips forward, sliding his tip inside of me. My jaw dropped as I took in a deep breath, instantly overwhelmed with pleasure once again. Connor did as I asked and went slowly, easing his cock inside of me until he was all the way in. I was surprised at how amazing it felt. In fact, it didn’t hurt one bit. The only sensation was pure pleasure as his manhood filled me to the limits.

  “You okay?” Connor asked.

  I opened my eyes and nodded in agreement.

  “More than okay,” I responded.

  Connor smiled and then began to fuck me, slowly at first. He leaned his powerful body over me and I placed my hands on his forearms. As he thrust into me, the muscles in his stomach began to flex in cadence with his movements. My lip coiled with pleasure as I watched him. It was like a dream come true. The most gorgeous man in the world was choosing to have sex with me.

  As Connor made love to me, I brought my hands to my breasts and gently dragged my fingers around my nipples. Connor noticed and immediately leaned forward, placing his mouth over one of my breasts. He licked and sucked on my nipple as he plunged into me, each thrust sending another shock wave of ecstasy into my body. A grunt escaped his lips softly as he suddenly increased his pace.

  The pleasure increased immediately and a squeal escaped my lips with each plunge of his cock. He buried his manhood inside of me each thrust, his balls swinging against my ass in cadence with his movements.

  “Fuck yes,” I groaned.

  A light layer of sweat had begun to build on Connor’s skin, which reflected the light that was pouring in the window. His unshaven face looked rough and masculine, contrasting against his blue eyes. His hair was disheveled and messy, which only added to his bad boy appearance. Connor lifted his eyes to meet mine as he slowed his pace down to a stop. Then he pulled his dick out of me and placed his hands on my thighs.

  “Turn around for me, Emily,” he said. “I want you from behind.”

  My eyes widened and a playful smile crossed my face as I sat up in the bed. I did as Connor asked, turning around and bending over in front of him. He immediately positioned himself behind me, but didn’t put his cock back inside. He instead placed both of his hands on my lower back and slid them upward to my shoulders. Then he leaned in close and gently kissed the back of my neck, causing goose bumps to pop up in my skin. He kissed along my neck so gracefully that he barely touched my skin as he moved. Something about it turned me on so much and without even thinking about it, I started to push my butt back against him.

  “Fuck me, Connor,” I begged.

  I wanted him back inside of me. No, I needed him back inside of me. I felt empty without him. Connor kissed the back of my neck once more and then pulled away. He placed his hands on my hips and then gently bucked his hips forward, sliding his shaft back inside of me and resuming the intense pleasure.

  A groan escaped my lips as the feeling of ecstasy filled my body once again. Connor began to fuck me quickly. His manhood was able to enter me even more deeply in the doggy-style position, causing the sensation to become even more intense. As Connor pounded me, I had to remind myself to breath. I was so overwhelmed with pleasure that I couldn’t even think straight.

  “Goddamn,” Connor grunted. “I could cum right now.”

  I slowly opened my eyes and then looked back over my shoulder. Connor looked down at me and I watched as his face began to grimace.

  “Cum for me,” I whispered encouragingly.

  Connor closed his eyes and leaned his head back. The pace of his thrusts began to increase, causing every muscle in his upper body to flex.

  “Oh... God...” he moaned.

  His face turned red and then began to contort as he let out a final groan of pleasure. With his hands firmly gripping my hips, he buried himself in me one last time. His cock pulsated and swelled inside of me. Immediately after, I felt a hot jet fill the inside of my pussy.

  “Fuck... yes...” he whispered.

  He held his body against mine and his dick trembled once again, releasing another powerful burst of his seed inside of me. Then he breathed in slowly and opened his eyes. There was a contented look on his face as he slowly pulled out.

  “Oh, my God...” he said, as he exhaled. “That was incredible.”

  I nodded my head in agreement and then turned over so that I was laying on my back once again. I grabbed a pillow and tucked it underneath my head as I motioned Connor to come lay next to me.

  “Come here,” I said.

  Connor was clearly in the process of regaining his senses - he was still breathing hard and sweat covered his body. He looked at me with a lazy smile and then crawled up next to me on the bed.

  “We’re bad,” I whispered, as I laid my head onto his chest and wrapped one of my arms over his stomach.

  Connor chuckled and leaned forward, kissing the top of my head.

  “Yeah, we are,” he agreed.

  I starting running my fingers over his abs, drawing circles around each individual muscle.

  “We probably shouldn’t tell anybody about this,” I said. “I mean since our parents are about to get married and all. I don’t think that they would consider our little arrangement as acceptable behavior.”

  Connor sighed as he moved his hands up and down my shoulder, caressing my skin.

  “Are you saying our feelings toward each other have to be kept a secret?” he asked.

  I slowly sat up, looking him in the eyes.

  “Ye
s, Connor,” I said, matter-of-factly. “Absolutely. We can’t tell a single soul. It has to be kept a secret.”

  Connor looked at me with those beautiful eyes of his. And for the first time ever I saw sadness behind them.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked.

  He sighed and then slowly sat up.

  “It’s just that... I don’t want to have to keep my feelings for you a secret,” he explained. “For the first time in my life, I feel like I have met someone who really gets me. And I don’t want to keep that inside. I want to shout it out loud, telling everyone I know.”

  His words were admittedly very flattering, but I couldn’t agree with his logic. I mean we obviously had to keep the relationship a secret. It didn’t seem like we had much of a choice.

  “I understand what you’re saying,” I said, as I placed my hand over his. “But this whole arrangement between us was always meant to be a secret. From the very first time that we met and I was afraid that Mom would see us holding hands, up until now. It can’t be exposed, Connor. I’m sorry, but it’s just the way it is. It’s better for everyone that way. Not just us, but for Mom and Richard as well.”

  Connor hesitantly nodded in agreement.

  “I guess so,” he muttered. “I guess we can keep it a secret. Maybe it’s not that big of a deal. I mean everyone has secrets, right?”

  He locked eyes with me as he spoke the last sentence. I cocked my head to the side.

  What did he mean by that? Is he talking about his past?

  I opened my mouth to ask about it, but then immediately changed my mind. It wasn’t the right time. We had just had sex for the first time ever and I didn’t want to bring up something so sensitive. Besides, I had a much better way of finding out that I hadn’t even thought of until that very moment.

  Chapter 6

  The next morning I woke up with my head still resting on Connor’s chest. His arm was wrapped around my shoulder, holding me close. I felt so secure as I lay there, like nothing in the world could hurt me. But Connor had always made me feel that way. Ever since the very first time we met. There was something about his presence that made me feel so safe. It felt like he really cared about me. And all of that made me really think that nothing my mom had told me about him could have been true. But I still had to find out, and I had an idea that was going to get me the information that I needed. So after a few more minutes of snuggling, I sat up and pressed on his shoulder.