“Just like that, Rose,” he moaned.
Rose looked up at him, that erotic look in her eyes blazing all the more as she sucked him harder. On the plus side, she found sucking him off a little easier than Elijah. Michael didn’t have his wide girth holding her back. She reached up and took control, gripping the hard shaft and pulling it free of her mouth. Then she smiled once again. Michael was throbbing, unable to control himself. Rose split her lips and clamped her mouth on his tip. She worked her tongue against him. Hard.
“Auuugghh!” Michael couldn’t hold back any longer.
Rose felt his warm spray coat her tongue, his sweet elixir filling her mouth.
“I’m cumming!” Michael said too late.
It took Rose by surprise. She pulled back as it dripped down her cheek. Michael shot again, covering her nose. It slowly dripped down her face, covering her with an erotic glow.
“Oh, fuck! I’m sorry!” Michael yelled. He jumped off the bed and ran toward the suite’s bathroom. He grabbed the nearest towel and raced back to Rose.
Rose stayed on the floor, her eyes wide with amusement. She let his seed settle on her tongue for a moment before swallowing it, getting used to his texture and flavor. It was definitely something she could get used to. He was different than Elijah, but she realized that it wasn’t a bad thing.
“Rose, are you okay?!” Michael asked, falling to his knees beside her. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do that!”
Rose erupted in a fit of laughter. “It’s okay, Michael!” she said. She allowed for him to wipe the remaining semen off her face. His cheeks were bright red with embarrassment and Rose fell for him a little more.
Afterward, she pushed him back onto the bed and she straddled him, taking control of him once again. He immediately sat up and buried his face in her succulent breasts. His hands slid up Rose’s legs and rubbed the skin of her ass, giving it a firm squeeze. Rose could feel his confidence and it made her heat rise. She gripped his face and exchanged a few tender kisses with her new husband.
Michael messaged Rose’s breasts as she moved up and down in a gentle grind against his lap. She felt his member swell with fresh life and smiled.
“I’ve waited so long for this…” Michael whispered between kisses.
“I know,” Rose said. She reached down under and rubbed his growing shaft. Michael gasped and squeezed her body harder as she stroked him to maximum desire. He gripped her hips and he laid his head back, breathing hard into the open air. With one hand, Rose stroked him and with the other, she touched herself. She knew just what to do to get herself going and she wasn’t going to waste any time getting there. The throbbing heat within her began to grow.
Rose rubbed her nerves and her slit came to life, preparing itself for Michael’s hardness. From the way his body was jerking beneath her, she knew he was ready again. She intensified her stroke, using her entire palm to please him.
Michael moaned loudly and gripped her face, bringing her in for a hard kiss. He demanded nothing and said nothing, allowing Rose to go at her own pace. She rubbed herself a little faster until she just had to feel him inside. With a moan, she moved it closer until the tip rested against her moist slit. She teased herself first, rubbing the tip on the entrance before sliding him inside.
Rose smiled, feeling her inner muscles stretch out around him. She relished in the pain, allowing her body to descend farther down on him. Michael pulled her close to kiss her, gripping her shaking body. Rose arched her back, keeping a steady grind on him as she bounced lightly. She writhed, balancing on his knees to keep from falling backward. Her moans came quickly with each grazing of his hard thickness against her nerves.
Michael stayed still, allowing for her to do as she pleased. But again, Rose felt like something was missing.
“Meet my thrusts,” she instructed.
Michael’s eyes grew wide. He opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out. He studied her rhythm, eying her body as she moved up and down on him. He bucked his hips randomly, trying to meet her pacing. With each thrust, he groaned, sweat dripping down his face.
“Oh, god!” he moaned, digging his nails into Rose’s skin.
Once again, Rose felt his warm seed. It coated the inside of her juicy passage and dripped down her legs. She felt a pang of disappointment. Her pleasures were cut short before they even began.
Rose climbed off of him and laid down on the bed. Michael collapsed beside her, his breaths heaving.
“Oh, wow…” he moaned, staring up at the ceiling.
“Yeah, wow,” Rose said, forcing enthusiasm. She leaned in close and kissed his neck, trying to keep him focused. The night was still young and her urges weren’t going anywhere.
But to her dismay, Michael’s eyes fluttered closed. Exhaustion had overtaken him. He had finished twice in such little time, after all. This was his first sexual experience.
Rose remembered Elijah’s warnings. “The two of you will learn to please each other with time.” She assumed that stamina would also come later. But she didn’t want to wait. She felt the sting of regret. She wanted to be taken, now, and by a man that knew how. She wanted to feel the painful pleasure of being fucked. She wanted to be held down and forced to give in to passion.
She wanted Elijah again.
A few moments later, Michael was snoring. Rose rolled her eyes and reached for her cell phone. She typed out and sent one simple text message.
Thirty seconds passed.
He’d said that he couldn’t say no to his little sister. Never had.
Never will.
***
“Elijah!”
Rose greeted Elijah in the lobby. She threw her arms around his neck and held onto him tightly.
“What’s wrong?” Elijah asked, his face full of concern.
“It’s just…” Rose began, trying to find her words. She spent the last twenty minutes sitting in the lobby, trying to piece together exactly what she wanted to say. “It’s not working.”
“What’s not working? Tell me what happened.”
Elijah held her hand and led her over to some couches in the corner of the lobby, far away from listening ears.
“Well, we… did it,” Rose said.
Elijah nodded along, urging her to continue.
“And it was… bad.”
“Bad?”
“Bad,” she continued. “Well, not bad… but just not… you.”
Elijah sighed. “I told you it would be rough at first, but you’d get to know each other in time. Give it a few more chances and you’ll forget all about this.”
“I don’t think I want to,” she said quietly.
“Why not?” Elijah asked, glancing around the lobby.
“It was so perfect with you…”
“Rose, please…”
She reached out and touched his leg. “You knew exactly what to do, where to touch me. It was like we’ve been together for years.”
“Right,” Elijah said, not pulling away. “And when I was in Michael’s shoes, I was just as bad. But I grew up. Practice makes perfect. Don’t let inexperience hold you back from what could be really great one day.”
Rose glanced down at her hands. “So, he just needs to learn.”
Elijah smiled. “Exactly. You’re exactly right. He just needs time to learn how to please you, that’s all.”
Rose looked up into her stepbrother’s eyes. “Teach him.”
“What?” Elijah’s heart skipped a beat.
“I want you to teach him. Teach him how you taught me.”
For the first time, he sat back. “Come on now, Rose. That’s ridiculous. I can’t do that.”
“Why not? You said the same thing last night, but you did it anyway.”
“I know,” he said, his hands shaking. “And I’ll have to live with that. But I can’t get in the middle of this. This is business between you and your husband.”
“You said you would never say no to me.”
Elijah sighed, once again brought down by his own words. It was just the night before, at Rose’s rehearsal dinner, but it felt like an eternity ago.
But she was right. No matter what Elijah’s mind was telling him in this moment, he knew that he wasn’t going anywhere. He would travel to the moon and back just to collect her some stardust.
“Okay,” Elijah said. “I will help you.”
Rose smiled wide, bouncing in her seat. “Thank you, brother!”
“But you need to promise me that this will be the last time,” Elijah said. “Please, Rose. I can’t keep interfering in your personal life like this.”
“I promise,” Rose said. “After tonight, I won’t bother you with this again.”
Elijah smiled and wondered if that was true.
***
“Rose?”
Elijah heard Michael speak just he and Rose walked through the door of the honeymoon suite.
“It’s me,” she said. “And Elijah.”
Michael paused. He sat on the edge of the bed in trousers and nothing else. The sudden presence of his brother-in-law caught him off guard. Elijah was slightly amused by the fear in his eyes.
“Hey, man,” Michael said, hopping off the bed. “Rose, what’s going on?”
Rose stepped over to him and took his arm in her own. “I have a surprise for you, Michael.”
“Okay…” His eyes jumped from Rose to Elijah and back again.
“Please, don’t be mad or weirded out or whatever,” Rose began. “This will be better for us in the long run.”
“Rose, what’s going on?” Michael asked.
Rose looked over at Elijah and his heart melted.
“Elijah is going to teach you how to please me,” Rose explained.
“Please you?” he asked. “But… I thought things were… good before?”
“Oh, they were!” Rose said, caressing his arm. “But they weren’t… great. Elijah is great and he’s going to teach you how to be just as great!”
“I’m confused…” Michael said.
“Please, Michael, just do this one thing for me. Please?” Rose looked up at him with begging eyes.
Elijah stepped forward. “Look, I know this is confusing, but we both know how hard it is to change Rose’s mind once she’s set on something.”
Michael nodded.
“Both of you sit down on the bed.”
Rose pulled Michael by the arm and the two of them sat down.
Elijah slid his jacket off his shoulders and tossed it over a nearby chair. He took a deep breath before deciding where to begin. “Walk me through, step-by-step, what happened earlier tonight.”
“I sucked his dick,” Rose said.
“Rose!” Michael exclaimed in surprise.
“Honey, this is what he’s here for!” she replied, turning back to Elijah. “He came quickly. Too quickly.”
“That’s normal for his experience level,” Elijah explained. “There’s nothing I can do about that one.”
“Okay, okay,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Then I straddled him and rode him.”
“Is that so?” Elijah asked with a nod.
“I was so proud of myself!”
“That’s an unusual start for the first time. Most couples just go missionary.”
“I was feeling adventurous!”
Michael watched them speak, his eyes wide.
“And he came pretty quickly that time, too,” Rose said with a sigh. “Just after I told him to meet my thrusts.”
Elijah nodded to himself and looked at Michael.
“Look, it was my first time, okay?! What the hell?” Michael spat.
“You’re in no trouble here, man. No one blames you for anything,” Elijah said with a reassuring tone. “For the rest of the night, we’ll need to work on your stamina. Sex isn’t just about getting yourself off — speaking of which — how did her oral go?”
Rose sighed again. “He fell asleep.”
Elijah looked back at Michael. “You didn’t go down on your wife?”
Michael’s face went red with embarrassment.
“Dude, you take care of her first. Do I make myself clear?” Elijah said.
“Yes,” Michael replied.
“Right, well, I know where we can get started. Rose, lie on your back. Michael, get on your knees in front of her.”
Rose immediately started moving, sliding her body down. She nudged Michael and he dropped to the floor.
“Take her shorts off,” Elijah instructed Michael.
Michael moved with shaking fingers, but he eventually had a firm grip on her shorts and pulled them down to the floor.
Rose laid back with her honeypot on display for the two most important men in her life. She smiled, imagining them both salivating over her.
“Do you know where the clitoris is, Michael?” Elijah asked.
Michael stared at Rose, his eyes bouncing around. “Maybe?”
Elijah reached over Michael’s shoulders and placed his fingers on Rose’s pink folds. His touch sent shivers through Rose’s body as she remembered every detail from the previous night. He moved a finger up her lips, ending on her tender bud.
“This right here,” Elijah said. “Touch it.”
Michael reach up and placed a finger on Rose’s folds. She squirmed on the bed, her passions growing in intensity. She ached for one of them to penetrate her.
“This is her pleasure center,” Elijah told Michael. “Every woman has one and it’s always in the same spot.”
“What do I do with it?” Michael asked.
Elijah chuckled. “You tease it. You lick it. You suck on it. You do anything to it that makes her start moaning.” He took a step back and crossed his arms over his chest.
“Now?” Michael asked.
“Now,” Elijah said.
“Yes, please, now!” Rose moaned as she gripped the bedsheets beneath her.
Michael leaned in closer, his tongue just inches away from her swelling bud. He shook nervously, casting glances over his shoulder at his brother-in-law.
Rose reached out and placed her hands on his cheeks. “Please me, Michael,” she said. “Do it…”
Michael grabbed her waist and leaned in closer. He pursed his lips and kissed her thighs, building himself up. Rose’s throbbing sex urged him on, pulling him closer with her delicious aromas. His tongue tapped the roof of his mouth and he salivated for his wife.
He pushed his tongue out and tasted her for the first time. She was sweet, her moisture covered his tongue immediately. He flicked his tongue, tapping her clitoris repeatedly until he found just the right spot to make her moan.
“Oh, Michael!” Rose squealed, her legs shaking on his shoulders.
Michael turned back to look at his teacher. Elijah nodded without saying a word and gestured for him to continue. Michael turned back and resumed lapping at Rose’s pretty pink pussy.
As Elijah watched, his own desires filled his mind. He always fantasized about fucking Rose, but he wasn’t aware of how hot it would be to watch her be fucked by another man. He bit his lips, trying to contain his manhood as Michael ate her out. She writhed on the bed, her back arching and chest heaving. Elijah wanted to push Michael aside and get a taste for himself, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He wanted to watch his little sister get fucked.
“Keep exploring her folds,” Elijah instructed. “Penetrate her with your tongue.”
Michael moved his face down, his own passions pushing him. He found her slit with ease and pushed his tongue inside of her.
Rose’s muscles twitched. Her legs kicked involuntarily as her clitoris vibrated with desire. She felt her body climb, just as it climbed with Elijah the night before, inching quickly toward climax.
Elijah knelt down beside Michael. “This is where you have complete control over her,” he said. “She’s close to coming.”
“She is?” Michael asked, his face covered with her
juices.
“I can tell,” Elijah said. “That’s another bit of knowledge you’ll gain with experience. In this moment, you can either push her over the edge, or you can scale back and tease her until she breaks.”
“Elijah!” Rose moaned to the ceiling in protest.
“How about it?” Elijah asked Michael. “What do you want to do?”
Michael paused and looked into her eyes. Rose’s eyes were on fire, so full of pleasure. Michael smiled and dived back into her cunt, attacking her clitoris. He lapped at her bud and kissed her dripping lips until she was screaming again.
Elijah stepped back and watched, his eyes wide and open. Rose’s face contorted in the most perfect of ways. It nearly sent him over the edge. His desires were pulling him toward the bed, telling him to pull his dick out and shove it into her mouth. He wanted to feel the vibrations of her moans on his manhood. He wanted to come in her mouth, to shoot down her throat. But this was their night. He forced himself to stay back and watch. Only watch.
Rose bucked her hips, grinding against Michael’s face, making his tongue go exactly where she wanted it.
“Ohhh, fuck!” she squealed, gripping his hair as her body erupted in pleasure. The climax took over her body. She held nothing back as she screamed at the ceiling and her juices gushed out of her dripping cunt.
Michael fell backward, his eyes wide. He smiled from ear to ear, feeling a smug sense of confidence in having caused such a reaction.
Elijah stepped forward and patted Michael on the back. “Atta boy,” he said. He stood up awkwardly, trying to hide his obvious erection.
“Wow,” Michael said. “You okay, Rose?”
Rose laid on the bed, covered in sweat. She exhaled a small moan with each breath as she fought her nerves to regain some normalcy. “Yes,” she said briefly, her eyes still stuck on the ceiling.
“She’s riding a wave now,” Elijah said. “So to speak.”
“What do I do?” Michael asked.
“Well, you’ve opened up quite a door,” Elijah began. “Women are capable of multiple orgasms. You can let her calm down now or…”
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