I shook my head at his question, my concern about stepbrother this and stepbrother that no longer a consideration. “No… It’s no problem at all.”
I pretended to read my book again. He got up, gathering his things and marching to the side of the bed. He mouthed a thank you as he reached over me easily hopping to his side. The scent of him reached my nose. Taking a deep breath I breathed him in, electricity following the breath deep within me and sending a shiver down my spine. I couldn't believe how good he smelled, and what was worse was that I was dying to touch him.
Now that he was next to me neither of us were reading. Instead we chit-chatted for a bit, giggling and laughing and overall enjoying each other's company.
“Yeah, I still haven't lived that down, and mom reminds me of it practically every time we talk." We were both laughing when Jake shifted, his leg brushing against my own.
I let out a sigh unexpectedly, the heat of his touch like fire against me. My mind fought with my body. I was eager to brush my skin against his, but I was reluctant to make the first move. Jake had I grown particularly quiet, and I wondered if he was struggling with the same dilemma. In the end I couldn't help myself, I was just too shy, I rolled over turning off the light and grumbling a disappointed good night.
I didn't know how I would ever get any sleep. Lying next to him my entire body seemed magnetic. I could feel every hair standing on end tugged at by an invisible force in his direction. I don't know how long I laid there. My body was motionless and fantasizing when suddenly Jake moved. He casually rolled onto his side, close enough that I could feel his warm breath on the back my neck. It was hot, and though it was just air between us my entire body came to life.
I felt his breath in my toes working at this sensitive and responsive nerves that lined the inside of my thighs. It worked down from my neck through my nipples and deep into my belly and I could feel myself growing wet, without a single physical touch. I was biting my lip, I was wishing for him to touch me, and finally I let out a soft whimper, unable to hold back any longer. Jake's hand made its way to my hip, and his lips suddenly made contact with my exposed neck. His grip pulled me back and as our bodies made contact I felt a stiff rod against my back. His cock was rock hard and felt hot pressed against me. I wondered, just how long, we had both been lying there fantasizing about one another.
His dick was huge, massive even. It felt like a rolling pin between us. I stretched my hips back, letting the crack between my cheeks paint a picture for my eager mind. My grinding did not escape him, and his hips push forward sinking his dick deep between the valley of my behind.
His lips we're on my ear now and his hot breath filled my ear. With each exhale a new wave of pleasure washed over me.
“You have no idea how much your curvy ass turns me on,” he whispered, his hand grabbing my thick bottom, cupping the flesh.
"That's not the only thing that's curvy about me," I assured him, taking his hand and sliding towards my tummy and to my supple breasts.
He rolled my nipple between his four finger and thumb as his hips once again thrust into my behind. An instant later Jake leapt up from the place beside. His body flexed over mine and he pressed my knees apart. I felt the pulse of his cock as his thick rod pressed into the delicate flesh of my swollen mound. Our lips met in the dark, and the spark between us was nearly too hot to handle. Inhibition escaped me as our tongues twisted around one another.
I gasped a high-pitched squeal as Jake slid his strong hands into my panties. His fingers sliding easily down my delicate and moist pink flesh. Jake moaned softly in my ear, and I felt his breathing increase into a ragged pant. Fingers inside me, penetrating me deeply, again and again. His body was tense as he gave me three rapid thrusts with his finger. I gasped again loudly. The two of us were building rhythm. He would explore, and each time I would moan, he would focus harder on the places that made me cry out. His touch got harder as I began to thrust my hips onto him. I had been fingered before, but never like this. When Jake found what he was looking for his fingertips forcefully pulled forward into the front my belly. I shuddered and struggled to keep from screaming out with pleasure. I had no idea that the so called G-spot was real, and was ashamed as I realized that he knew more about my body then I did. Pleasure overwhelmed me and with each short, ragged breath, his fingers worked harder.
Jake was powerful. He lifted and twisted me like some sort of rag-doll. I had never been handled so roughly, and all I wanted was to feel his thick cock in my tight virgin pussy. His fingers had been amazing, but wrapped up in his powerful arms I realized just how much more I needed. I had been saving myself. The guys I had dated seemed like boys now. Jake was a man. When his fingers grasped at the thin fabric of my silky pajamas, and he began to tug them forcefully down, I didn’t fight. I pressed my lips harder into his as I felt the cool night air touch the bare flesh of my exposed hips. I didn't stop him, there was no hesitation in me. I wanted to cum, and I wanted him to be the one to make me.
“Mmmmm,” he growled deeply. “You are so fucking wet Janey, does your pussy always feel this good?" He planted a kiss on my ear and my body reflexively arched against him.
He slowly slid his fingers out of my desperate cunt, bringing them up and sliding them into my mouth. I couldn't believe what he was doing. I felt so dirty, having his fingers in my mouth, my slick and salty juices playing on my tongue. I was surprised by my own body as my pussy started to ache. His dirty fingers only made me want it more. The flame in my belly only burned hotter with his every touch. Without hesitation I sucked his fingers like I would a cock…his cock, if he wanted. He breathed heavily as I sucked his fingers slowly in and out of my wet mouth. I whimpered softly through puckered lips.
“I bet you know how to suck…,” Jake said as he rolled off of me and leaned against the wall. I could see in his silhouette that his dick was standing tall and hard. I leaned over slowly, desperately wanting to please, but unsure how to begin. I hesitated momentarily, but Jake wouldn't let me change my mind. He took my hand and wrapped it around his big swollen cock. It was rock hard, and it felt even bigger than I expected. Even in the dark I knew that it was going to be hard to get his big cock in my mouth—but that wouldn't stop me from trying. Jake’s hand slowly caressed the back of my head, and his fingers wrapping at the roots of my hair. With his grip on me, he was in control. As he pulled me down and my lips met with his stiffness, I felt my pussy ache with desire. Feeling him pause, I licked my lips and his smooth tip. I could faintly taste the flavor of his pre-cum as my tongue rolled over a wet bead.
"Your dick is huge!" I whispered as I slowly parted my lips, sliding them tightly around the thick head.
"Don't worry babe, I know you can take it.”
I wanted him to be right, because none of this felt wrong. It didn’t take long before the length of his massive pulsating girth was lubricated. The dick bobbed in and out of my mouth like a giant lollipop. And as I heard him moan, I slid him deeper. I couldn’t handle much more, and I used my hand to grasp the remainder of him, my own body growing excited at the sound his pleasure.
Jake didn’t give up after his cock filled my small mouth. Instead, his hips were beginning flex, his dick sliding further, harder into the back of my throat. I tried to pull back, but his hand behind my head refusing to give way. My eyes were beginning to tear up as his thick shaft pummeled my throat. I lurched forward, my body threatening to gag. Jake continued this way until eventually my reflexes began to wane.
“Don’t fight it or I am going to get rough with you,” he threatened, making my body buzz with electricity as I thought about him acting on his threats.
My body was relaxing, and he was right: The less I struggled the further his dick went. I could feel my throat tightly expanded around the tip of his cock. He moaned as he too felt the firm ring giving way around his tip. His cock pushed deeper than before, and with a firm hold on me his hips suddenly flexed harder. I couldn’t stop him if I tried, he was so much stronger than I was. Even if
I could, I doubted I would. I wanted to make him cum, to please him the way he was pleasing me. He held my head and place as his thick cock pump deeper and deeper, streams from my eyes ran down my cheeks and I could taste the salt as my lips ran up and down his cock. He was slowly spreading my throat, going deeper than I ever imagined possible. I heard him moan in pleasure he released his grip. I held myself there until I couldn't manage any longer. When I started to get up his hand held pressed me down one last time until I began to fight, he released me letting me catch my breath.
“Now that we both know what you’re capable of, why don’t you take over now?” I cleared my throat a few times, regaining my composure. My pussy was wet and I could feel my thighs sliding together as my ass reflexively rotated. My body wanted more, and I could almost feel him inside of me as I humped the empty air. I had no idea that I would ever be able to deep throat. I had heard about it from friends, and was pretty sure that most girls thought it was impossible. Now that I knew it wasn’t just a myth, I wanted to see just how far I could go.
I slipped my lips around his cock once more, taking a deep breath. My hips were high in the air as I lowered my face towards his crotch. I easily found my way to the summit of his cock and relaxed, pushing myself forward with my weight. My throat expanded, and slowly but surely I devoured his dick until there was no more. My nose was pressing firmly against his Rock hard abs and Jake was flexing and moaning.
“Just like that girl, god damn,” he gasped. I could feel his fingertips tracing my tits, my sides, and now, tugging at the flesh on my curvy ass. As he grasped my rump, the swollen mounds between my thighs slid easily over each other. The sensation of his grip was sending endless waves of pleasure through me. I wanted him badly.
“Damn it Jane--you better be careful or I am going to cum,” he threatened playfully as he slowly pulled my head up and off his dick. I slid my lips a few times more over his sensitive head as he growled.
"Besides, I want to make you cum,” he breathed.
My heart skipped a beat. He was so nasty, so forthright, and so dirty. I wanted him to fuck me, but I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to handle him. At the same time I was amazed at what I just did, if my throat can handle a cock like his, so could my pussy. Jacob flipped me back onto my back and spread my legs, crawling between my knees as his fingers slid up my thighs. My body tensed and Jake stopped in his place. His body read my reluctance. He slid forward, the tip of his cock touching the wet hole between my thighs and then stopped. His hand lightly touched my stomach and he stared down at me in the dim light.
"What's wrong Jane?" he asked softly.
“It’s…it’s just that, this is my first time," I said shyly, suddenly feeling ashamed
“Wow… I could tell you were tight but I didn’t realize just how tight.” His tone was gentle, and he waited for me to reply.
"I'm sure. My whole body is screaming for you... I want you.” There was no question. I wanted this. I wanted him, to be my first.
His dick slid down onto my pussy lips, and slowly he pressed himself forward, splitting me open. His big cock began to stretch the tight pink flesh. I reflexively pushed back, and my insides came to life. I felt as he slowly began to slide forward. My body screamed with pain. I tried to bite my tongue because I didn’t want him to stop, but I couldn't help it, I was whimpering with pain, he was just so big—too big.
“Take a deep breath," he suggested, his fingers rolling my nipples as he spoke.
In one swift thrust Jake's cock suddenly plowed deep into my belly. Fire erupted within me.
“Oh my god stop, please wait!” I screamed with pain, letting out a yelp, as I tried to pull away.
Jake's hands held my hips firmly and didn't let me escape the thick rod that was impaling me. Slowly the pain dissipated and as Jake felt my body relax he began pumping me slowly, deeply, eagerly. Before I knew it my body responding. The two of us were grasping at one another, our hips rhythmic as we struggled to become one.
A sudden realization stopped me in my tracks.
"Do you… Have protection? I'm not on the pill." I said, suddenly concerned.
"Don't worry Jane, I can pull out." His dick slid back inside of me. Waves of pleasure overwhelmed me and I couldn't fight. I didn't want him to stop. Besides, I knew a lot of girls who let their boyfriend do this. They weren’t pregnant so I guessed it was safe enough.
“Okay--If you pull out.” I agreed
My body was racked with pleasure as his dick pounded over and over deeply within me. The electricity racked my body, making its way to my nipples, my neck, the top of my head. I could feel my toes beginning to curl and my entire body wanted more. I love the way he manhandled me, he was lifting and twisting me into whatever position to please his thick cock.
I could feel him growing desperate, he needed to come, and so did I. Throwing me on to my stomach Jake grabbed my hands and placed them at the small of my back. He held them firmly behind me. His leg straddled my own and he directed his dick between my things, easily sliding down the wetness and to the spot where my body invited him. I liked the feeling of having my hands held back, he was in charge.
My hips waxed, pressing my ass higher into the air for him as he throttled me furiously from behind. I could feel the tip of his dick slamming against the sensitive front wall inside of me, the place he had found first with his fingers. I couldn't hold back, I was going to cum, he was going to make me cum!
"Harder!" I gasped as his rhythm increased.
There was no turning back now, my body had come too far, and he wasn’t stopping. I let out a moan each time louder than the last. My body began to shake, to tremble, and suddenly as his balls slapped between my legs my body gave way. I held my breath as my muscles spasmed over and over, his body cradling mine as he tensed. He moaned from behind me and his hips pressed forward deeper than before. His hands locked mine into place with more force than before. Here I come.
The two of us collapsed in utter exhaustion. His fingers traced my back as our bodies lay in silence. When my breathing slowed and I began to regain my strength, I rolled over and touched his chest.
“What if I get pregnant?" I asked timidly, afraid of what he might say, but not entirely regretting the pleasure of our decision.
"Well, if you do get pregnant, I guess it was meant to be." He said gently, reassuring me. “Besides I think you’d be been damn sexy. I love your curves…” His lips pressed onto my tummy and traced down my hips.
Sexy? I thought to myself. I was a curvy girl. Considering most guys I met wanted a beanpole, I wasn't used to hearing guys say that they found curves sexy. It felt good to be complimented, and even more-so because it was coming from a total fox. I was never one to sit around and feel bad about myself, but the reassurance was divine. Somewhere deep down something clicked--made me start to think about babies. His babies. Something about it was so hot.
I shook my head reflexively in shame. I couldn’t control the flame in my belly, but he would be my stepbrother in a matter of months. The thought made the place between my legs come to life again. I wanted him to take me hard for a second time, to cum again, to claim me. I felt his cock begin to press against me again as his lip bounced against my soft skin. If a curvy girl was what he wanted, that I was going to give it to him. I grabbed the back of his hair and pulled his face to my clit.
That night we fucked three more times, and not once did I let him pull out. No, I milked his cock for everything he had. I didn’t let him sleep until he was spent. The next few weeks flew by, and mom and dad were both thrilled because we were getting along so charmingly. We told them not to bother with setting up another bedroom, and they were none-the-wiser of what went on behind closed doors.
We thought we were clever when over a month had gone by and the secret was still only ours. But one night Jake rolled over and disappeared beneath the covers in between my thighs. It was the first time he had ever eaten my pussy this way, with his fingers massaging my the tight little
hole that simultaneously made me feel excited and reluctant. Each time his tongue stroked my wet slit, and his lips sucked my fleshy mound, his finger pressed harder. I couldn’t keep quiet. I must have been moaning out, because I didn’t hear the door open. His tongue never stopped clicking, and my pussy flexed against his face. His finger was inside of me now and I felt myself begin to relax and somehow the added pressure in my ass amplified the sensations I felt.
If I had heard the sound, had just known to hold still for a moment, maybe the future would have been different. But I hadn't heard, and I had no idea that there in doorway my father's stood, overhearing the entire thing. It was only when I was finished, that the sound in the dark startled me.
"Ehem," my father’s throat cleared, from across the room.
I wanted to melt into the sheets, the bed, the floor. I suddenly felt all the guilt I should have felt when this whole thing began. My father didn't say word; he just stood there. Eventually turning to leave us both in the dark filth.
The next day my father came to us to have a talk. It was what I feared the most. He wanted it all to end.
“Not in my house,” he roared vehemently.
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