Player (A Taboo Short)

by Jenika Snow

  I groaned. “I didn’t want to hurt you,” I managed to get out.

  “You’re stretching me so wide.”

  I pulled back and saw her eyes were watery.

  “Fuck, is it that bad?” Instantly, I felt like an asshole. But she rose up, bracing her body on her elbows, and kissed me.

  “You started this, now finish it.”

  Holy fucking shit, my stepsister was a little vixen.

  I pulled back again, held my hands right on her inner thighs, keeping her open for me, and stared down where my dick was thrust deep in Charlotte’s cunt. I moved my hands up to her waist, curling my fingers into her soft skin, and started to pull out of her.

  When just the tip of my dick was at her opening, I pushed myself back inside, both of us moaning. Every muscle in my body strained as I fought to keep from getting off too soon. As much as I wanted to fucking fill her with my cum, we had to be safe about this. I hadn’t put a condom on, and although I knew I was clean, had been tested and checked out, we didn’t need any little Derek’s running around right now.

  I was determined to feel her get off around my dick with me up inside of her, needing her to orgasm before I did. I wanted to hear her scream, beg, and dig her nails into my skin until I bled.

  I wanted her pussy cream covering my cock.

  I captured one of her big breasts in my hand, squeezing the mound. She was warm and soft and her tit overflowed my hand. Her little nipple was hard and rubbed against my palm, causing my cock to twitch inside her.

  I started really fucking her then, and with every thrust, I ran my thumb along the stiff peak of her breast. She was biting her lip, and the sight of her little straight, white teeth, drove me fucking wild. I let go of her breast and slid both of my hands across her belly, sliding them behind her to grip the big cheeks of her ass.

  Damn, I did love her big ass, loved how it filled out my hands.

  I continued to watch as I thrust my cock into her. Her pussy was stretched around my shaft, her lips wide, taking all of me. She was so fucking wet the sounds of our fucking filled the room is this oh so good and dirty harmony. I wanted this to last, but I knew I was too close to coming; she just felt too fucking good.

  As I kept looking at her pussy hole sucking at my cock, I started pumping harder, faster into her.

  “I’m going to come,” was all she managed before I felt her pussy clamp down on my dick almost painfully. I gripped her hips and pulled out of her, only to slam back home. If she was going to come, I was going to make it so fucking explosive for her.

  She opened her mouth, her lush lips parting.

  God, this woman could make me cum just from the sound of her getting off, from the noise of her crying out, pleading. As I continued to watch her face, loved that she had her eyes closed as she came, I fucking lost it.

  I pulled out of her hot little pussy, started stroking my cock, and felt my orgasm rise up. I jizzed all over her belly, white arcs of thick cum coating her. She gasped at first, but then moaned. I came for long seconds, the pleasure never seeming to fucking end.

  When it was all said and done, my dick semi-hard, her stomach covered in my spunk, I lay beside her. She was panting, her cheeks red. My girl looked like she’d just been fucked good and hard, and I loved I was the one that gave her that expression of euphoria.

  “God, baby. Your pussy...” I groaned, not able to finish what I was about to say. I reached out, and feeling like a dirty bastard, started rubbing my cum into her belly, using it like lotion on her skin. She was breathing hard again, and I wondered if she’d let me taste her ass, maybe fuck it, too. The very thought had my dick standing hard in record time. I wanted to ask her, to demand she give all of herself to me, but I also didn’t want to scare her. We had time for the freaky, really dirty stuff later. Until then, I’d just hold her, because even that was worth it when it came to Charlotte.

  Chapter Six

  Charlotte

  Last night had been the most amazing night of my life, and if it hadn’t been for our parents returning home, I’d probably still be in his bed, getting fucked. My mother had been sick, and Greg hadn’t wanted to keep her away from home. They had left the hotel, and if Derek and I hadn’t separated at that exact moment, and I rushed into my room, we’d have been caught.

  My stepfather was a nice man, and he was great to my mom, so I liked him. But how could I go down and face my family? It was a Saturday morning, and I’d already heard our parents get up and head downstairs. I’d stared at my clock, waiting for some courage to fill me to face them. They might not know what we’d done, but I did, and I was a little afraid of their reaction if they should find out.

  I was shocked when there was a knock on my door, and a second later, it opened. Derek stood there staring at me, without a shirt, his sweat pants resting low on his lips.

  Sitting up in bed, I stared at him. “What are you doing here?” My body was sore in places I hadn’t thought could get sore, and that had a whole new thrill filling me.

  He closed the door and moved toward the bed, taking a seat beside me. I wore a nightshirt, so I was more than adequately covered.

  “Our parents our downstairs.”

  “I heard them, Charlotte.” He reached out and cupped my cheek. “I needed to see you before we go downstairs.”

  “I’m not going to tell them.” The last thing I would ever do is tell my parents that I fucked my stepbrother last night.

  “I know. Fuck, this isn’t about them. This is about what we did last night and how it affects us.”

  Gritting my teeth, I forced myself to stay still even as his touch set me aflame. I wanted him again; even with all the soreness and aching muscles, I wanted him again.

  “I hurt you.”

  “It was expected given how I’ve never...” I let that hang between us and then cleared my throat. “I wanted it,” I said, stopping him from embarrassing me even further. This wasn’t his fault. We both wanted what happened last night, and I wanted it again.

  “There was blood on my dick, Charlotte.”

  Heat filled my cheeks, and I knew he saw I was blushing.

  “I’d hoped you hadn’t seen that.”

  “Fuck, you were a virgin, and even though I knew that, I wasn’t really prepared for it. I’ve never been with a virgin.”

  “Yeah,” was all I could muster in response. “You should really go before one of them come in here.”

  “I don’t care about all that. I just want to talk to you.”

  I couldn’t help but smile at that. “I know. I’m sorry, and I’m panicking. I wasn’t expecting Mom back last night, and she’s here and everything just seems to be going a little crazy. Believe it or not, I’m not used to crazy. I could live without crazy. We live together as brother and sister—”

  “We’re not brother and sister.”

  “I know that. Believe me; I know that, get that. I just, ugh, this is so hard.”

  “It doesn’t have to be hard. I want you, you want me, and nothing else should matter.”

  He made it sound so damn easy.

  “I want to fuck you again.”

  His words forced me to stop, and I just couldn’t think. My pussy grew wet, and my mouth went so dry that I had no choice but to lick my lips.

  “Now, I just want those sexy as fuck lips wrapped around my dick as I fill your mouth with my cum. You’d swallow it wouldn’t you, baby?”

  I didn’t know what to say. He was scaring me and turning me on. Derek made me want so many dirty things, and I just couldn’t think right now. It was next to impossible to think with him so close to me.

  He ran his thumb across the bottom of my lip, and he pressed the tip just inside my mouth.

  “You make me want to do so many dirty fucking things to this mouth, and you’d take it, wouldn’t you, baby. You’d take my cock, and swallow my cum, and you’d even give me your ass.”

  “Yes,” I said, not about to deny any of it.

  “No other guy is goi
ng to know how damn good you are because you belong to me, don’t you?”

  “Yes.”

  “Say it, Charlotte. Tell me that you belong to me.”

  “I belong to you.”

  And I meant every single word of what I said to him. I belonged to Derek, no one else. No one had the power to make me so damn angry, and yet set me on fire with need for him.

  He leaned in close, and I glanced down at his firm hard lips. Last night, his touch had been gentle. It made me realize there was a part of Derek that he kept hidden from everyone else, a softer part of him.

  Cupping his cheek, I leaned in closer so that we met halfway, and I touched his lips with mine. That first touch wasn’t enough, and within seconds, we were devouring each other. His hand sank into my hair, and I let the blanket covering me drop as I crawled onto his lap.

  His other hand landed on my ass, holding me against him. Through the thin fabric of my panties, I felt how damn hard he was for me. His cock was like a brand, pressing against my pussy, hot and hard.

  Squirming on his length, I came up for air and stared into his eyes.

  “Fuck me, Derek.”

  Derek

  There was no going back now. Charlotte belonged to me in every single way that mattered, and I was going to take her. I didn’t give a shit about my dad, or her mother. This woman in my arms set my world on fire, and there was no way I was going to lose that.

  “We have to be quiet,” she panted.

  I didn’t respond.

  Standing up, I placed her on her feet just long enough to get rid of her shirt and panties. I tore the panties in two, and after I had her naked, I tugged my sweats down. Pushing her to the bed, I stood in front of her, fisting my cock.

  “Do you see this? This is what you fucking do to me, all the fucking time.” The tip was already leaking pre-cum, and I covered my thumb, pressing it toward her lips. “Suck it.”

  She immediately sucked my thumb into her mouth, and it was so damn hot.

  Gripping her hair, I tightened my hold, and nudged my dick toward her mouth. She opened up, taking me inside. She was warm and wet, with her teeth grazing around my cock. Her inexperience turned me on. No other dick had been inside her mouth, her pussy, or her ass, and when I thought about it, a deep wave of possessiveness swept over me. Charlotte was all mine, every single inch of her.

  Pumping into her mouth, I watched my dick reappear, covered in her saliva, and I guided her lips back over my dick. Everything faded into the background, and all I could see was Charlotte, her sexy as fuck body and her sinful mouth.

  Suddenly, I didn’t want inside her mouth. I wanted her screaming for my dick. Pulling out, I pushed her to the bed and crawled between her legs, spreading her thighs open wide.

  “I’m going to fuck this tight little cunt and have you begging for more.”

  “Please, Derek; I need you.”

  “That’s right, baby, you need me, and you’re going to have me.” Pressing the tip of my cock at her entrance, I started to work inside. She was so fucking tight, and it was the best place I’d ever been in the world. Her body was home to me. Charlotte was home, and I was never going to leave.

  Once I didn’t need to hold my cock anymore, I gripped her hips, and slammed every single inch of my dick inside her, making her take it all.

  I covered her mouth to contain her screams. I wasn’t about to be interrupted by our parents.

  “You’re going to have to keep quiet, Charlotte. We don’t want our parents to find out you’re being naughty.” I released her mouth so I could hear her.

  “Shut up, Derek, and fuck me.”

  Pulling out of her tight cunt, I slammed back inside. Her biting words only served to turn me on more. She didn’t seem to get that though. It was okay; I was more than happy to keep on fucking her and to give her everything she’d been begging for.

  I fucked her hard, grabbing her hands, locking them to the bed, and slamming inside her. Her pussy was going to be so damn sore, and every time she moved, she’d remember the feel of my cock inside her.

  This was my woman, and I was going to find a way to be with her. Claiming her lips, I plunged my tongue into her mouth, and she kissed me back with the same kind of passion. This was what it was like to be on fire.

  The heat between us was almost scorching.

  I let go of her hands and pulled back. Holding onto her hips, I watched my cock. Her pussy was so damn beautiful. The puffy lips of her cunt were open around my dick, and I watched as I slid in and out of her. My dick was covered in her cream, and I just couldn’t resist stroking her engorged clit. With each little touch, the walls of her cunt tightened around my dick. She was getting closer to orgasm, and I held it back as long as I could.

  Charlotte screamed and begged me to let her come, but I couldn’t do it. We were going to get off together, and I was going to fill her with my cum.

  Chapter Seven

  Charlotte

  Just as I felt myself start to come down from the high, felt the next orgasm rise up, there was this rhythmic thumping coming closer. I snapped my eyes open; not knowing what it was until it was too late.

  My bedroom door swung open, and standing in the doorway was my mom and Derek’s father. For a second we were all frozen, our parents watching in horror, the feel of Derek’s hard cock still inside me, and the world seeming to crumble right before my very eyes.

  Derek had blankets wrapped around us in seconds, but the damage had already been done.

  “We heard screaming,” Derek’s father said, looking between us, his eyes wide, a look of shock on his face His voice sounded monotone, as if he couldn’t imagine that what was happening right now was real.

  My mother had a hand over her mouth, her eyes wide. Before I could say anything, maybe explain what was happening, even if it was obvious, she turned and fled.

  “Mom,” I yelled after her, but she’d already disappeared into her room and shut the door.

  “I’ll...” Greg started but never finished the sentence. He closed the door, giving us privacy, but leaving me feeling as if I’d been tarred and feathered and abandoned. I felt humiliated, scared, and raw. This wasn’t how I’d wanted this to go, obviously.

  “Fuck,” Derek said, already out of me and getting dressed. “I’m sorry, baby.”

  It wasn’t his fault, not totally, at least. I’d been screaming, knowing they were downstairs, but unable to stop myself because it felt so good.

  “This is my fault, too.” I exhaled, grabbed a t-shirt and sweats, and together we headed out of the bedroom. I’d much prefer to get cleaned up, but I was decent enough, and I needed to speak with my mom.

  “I’ll talk to my dad. I think it’s probably best we talk to our parents alone first.”

  I nodded, because I didn’t want to face Greg right now, not when the image of him seeing us like that was so fresh.

  Derek kissed me softly for a second and then we parted ways. He went down the stairs after Greg, and I stood in front of my mom’s bedroom door, feeling nervous, angry, and humiliated. Knocking on the wood, I heard her sniffling and closed my eyes, feeling guilty that she was obviously having a hard time with this.

  “Come in, Charlotte,” my mother said, and I pushed the door open.

  She was sitting on the edge of the bed, not crying as I’d thought, but still looking upset.

  “Come and sit next to me, sweetheart.” She spoke so softly, motherly, that I was the one that wanted to cry now.

  I moved toward her and sat on the bed, staring at my hands in my lap. The silence stretched on for longer than was comfortable, but then she exhaled and turned to face me.

  “Charlotte...”

  “I know,” I said when she’d stopped talking, as if she hadn’t known what to say.

  “Honey, what is going on?”

  I shook my head and closed my eyes. “A lot of stuff, Mom.” My feelings for Derek had changed, completely turned around.

  “I thought you really disliked De
rek. You two are always bickering; I just assumed—”

  “I thought I hated him, Mom,” I said and looked at her. “But I care for him; I’ve just kept it hidden.” I swallowed, seeing the love in my mom’s eyes as she looked at me. “I’m so embarrassed that you saw that, but it’s my own fault for allowing it to happen with you guys just downstairs.” I covered my face with my hands and let a ragged breath out. Then I felt my mom touch my shoulder, and I lowered my hands to my lap.

  “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

  The look I gave her has her laughing.

  “Okay, there is, but I’m not so close-minded that I don’t know what you’re going through.”

  That surprised me a little. My mother always seemed so reserved, so proper, even with Greg.

  “I did my fair share of things back in the day, and I even got caught once by my mother.”

  “Really?” I asked.

  She nodded and pushed a piece of my hair away. “Yeah. It wasn’t with my stepbrother, but...” she started laughing. “Listen, you’re eighteen and young. But you’re also an adult, know what you want out of life, and excel at school. Is walking in on my daughter with her stepbrother shocking?”

  I winced at hearing that, because it sounded so wrong.

  My mom started laughing again. “Yes, I’m shocked, but the initial surprise has faded.” She pushed more hair off my face and smiled. “I don’t know if this is a serious thing, or just a momentary thing, but I want you happy.”

  God, this wasn’t how I thought this conversation would go, and I certainly hadn’t thought my mother would be okay with this. She accepted what I wanted, as long as I was happy. I didn’t feel so bad about it anymore. No, the humiliation was still there, but that was temporary and I could live with that.

  Derek

  My dad was sitting on the porch, a beer in his hand despite it being early as fuck, and I could feel the tension around him. I stepped up beside him, not sure what to say. Getting caught didn’t embarrass me, but I was worried about Charlotte and didn’t want her feeling weird around my dad.