That was when Kevin stopped stroking my ass and stuck his finger into it. I knew what he was going to do. Trent was holding on to my head and lightly stroking me. Holding me in position as Kevin took control of my ass. I hated the effect that they were both having on me. I wanted to resist. I wanted to fight back. I wanted him to give it to me up the ass.
“Shit, you’re so fucking tight.” Kevin blurted out as he put his dick in the opening. Slowly thrusting it in and out. His tip was in there, but he hadn’t gone deep inside yet. He was taking his time. I didn’t know what was making me wet. Trent delicately kissing me or Kevin putting his dick up my ass.
I managed to have a little breather as Trent let go off my head and Kevin thrust in deeper.
“Give it to her good Kevin” Trent said as he looked into my eyes. Our eyes froze as Kevin took his dick out and then thrust it hard inside of me.
“Shit, she’s fucking shaking,” Trent screamed as I gripped tight on to the sheets. The pain was too much. I felt as if my butt was being ripped apart.
“Put it in again.” Trent shouted out as Kevin took his dick out. I was relieved for a second. Only one moment until Kevin thrust it in again. This time, I didn’t bite my teeth or hold back. My tits jumped on top of Trent’s chest as I rocked forward.
“Hold her bro,” Kevin shouted as he pumped me like a balloon. He didn’t stop. The louder I screamed out. The more they were both turned on. Kevin kept pumping my butt whilst Trent started to suck on my breasts. I was no longer in pain. It felt like a distant memory as the pleasure took over my mind, body and soul.
I couldn’t even speak, the only thing that escaped my mouth each time was, “Arrrrrhhhh!”
He stopped one time and then he shouted out, “Oh fuck!” I assumed his reaction was because he came. He flopped on the bed right next to my feet. I dropped to the side of Trent, wanting my own space. I had never wanted to be alone, so much in my life like I did right now.
Trent smacked my butt. I was exhausted, it had been full blown for the last couple of hours. Then, he declared with his arms up in the air. I managed to move my head to the side to see what he was doing, “This is the start of a beautiful friendship!”
He got off the bed and then Kevin followed him, “No, this is the start of a beautiful relationship.”
They laughed as they left the room. I was tired and exhausted from the chain of events. The last thing that I thought as sleep greeted me was, beautiful relationship for who? Me? Kevin? Trent? Or both of them?
THE END
2.Stepbrother Irresistible
Damon Walton is a cocky, stuck-up asshole who kicked me out of the house like a piece of trash.
He is one of the sexy, senior directors of Walton Industries and I hate him, because he treats me like garbage all the time. He looks at me as if the sight of me stings his eyes. When, I speak to him, he makes me feel like I’m talking crap all the time. Damon wants to be the only one speaking and everyone should agree, especially me. So, I called him a stuck-up prick. Sure, I crossed the line. Someone had to put him in place. Just so happens that left me homeless on the street.
The first time he had a full conversation with me, it involved throwing me a bone and telling me to bury it. I wanted to die; I had never been so humiliated. So, why do I find myself attracted to the one man I couldn’t stand.
Charles Walton swept mom off her feet when he nearly knocked her over whilst leaving her shift at Walmart. Charles is completely different from Damon and I thought that I would fit in nicely in my new life. Damon made it clear that I couldn’t unless he let me stay in the house following his rules.
1
“Afternoon, Caine,” I said as I hugged the butler. I had been thrown out the house like trash two days again. Now, I was back again. Summoned by his royal highness, Damian aka my stepbrother. After mom and his dad came back from their cruise to discover I had been kicked out of the house.
I had nowhere and he knew it the moment he threw me out.
“He doesn´t have to know,” I winked as Caine hugged me back. God knows that I need someone to back me up. Today was going to be tough!
I looked down the hallway with the family photos of Charles, my stepdad and his deceased wife and Damon on the wall. None of me or Mom. It was as if we were one of the staff. I knew that Damon would tell his dad some crap when they realized I wasn´t in the house. Mom called and said that he claimed that I tried to seduce him. She screamed down the phone, trying to figure out where I was and where I was staying. I told her with a friend. It was a lie. I knew once she came back from the cruise that I would be allowed back in. I couldn´t sleep in my car forever.
“I´ll announce your arrival,” Caine as he held my hand and we walked through the hallway. “He´s in the study.” He said. I already knew Damon would be in there that was all he ever did. Work. At home in the study working or in the office or travelling for work. He was obsessed; it was almost as if he wanted to take his dad´s place. He couldn´t, Charles was still CEO and he wasn´t ready to give up that position no matter how hard Damon tried to take it off him.
If he wasn´t my stepbrother then I would fancy him big time. He was tall, dark and handsome. The kind of guy that I would have on my bedroom wall as a kid. He could easily have been a model or an actor with his looks. Beneath those dark eyes and hair, there was rage.
Something dark inside of him. A family secret I´m sure. One that I intended to find out what it was in time. His dad, Charles was the complete opposite. The life of the party. Whenever he was at home, there was joy in the house. Whenever Damon was around it was just cold.
Don´t get me wrong, he wasn´t rude to the staff. He treated all of them with respect. Including Caine, who had practically raised him up as his own son. His dad was always away on business. When the bullies started picking on Damon, Caine was there to put them in line. When, he graduated from High School. Caine was there in the front row. He respected him, probably even loved Caine. I only found out from Dana, one of the house staff. She loves to talk. The only thing she never revealed is what really happened to Damon´s mom.
“Miss Sophia Lockwood, is here sir.” Caine announced as he walked into the room.
“Okay, Caine. Show her in.” I heard his voice and I got goose pimples. I didn´t want to walk in. Mom had said my instructions were clear. I was to apologize to him and then I would move back in. I had done nothing wrong.
So, that wasn´t exactly true. I called him a ´Stuck up prick´. Two nights ago, I went to class. I´m studying to be an architect. After, I managed to grab a sandwich before I went to work at the call center. I finished up work and came home. I went straight to the refrigerator. Yep, I was that hungry. I saw the last piece of chicken and risotto and it went straight from the plate to my mouth. I didn´t even heat it up. I was that hungry! I didn´t even notice that Damon was in the kitchen. Then, I heard him shout out, “Grab a bone. You´re eating like a dog.”
The bone hit my face and then he walked up to me by the kitchen counter and said, “Eat it off the floor!”
I stood shocked by his words. I had been nothing but polite to him since we moved into the house a couple of months ago. All he ever did was give me dirty looks or ignore me. He treated the staff better than he did me. Anyway, this is when I got mad.
“I´m hungry. So what? Shut up, you stuck up prick!” I replied and continued to eat from the plate. This is when he took another bone threw it at me and said that I should eat the bone.
I grabbed my purse and stormed out of the house. I went to hang out at Marsha´s for a bit. We work together at the call center. She said that he obviously fancies me. Damon was acting like a kid on the playground, pretending that he didn´t like me. I told her straight about the way when he does talk to me, it is as if I am beneath him. If he does look at me, it is as if it hurts his eyes. I´m not the most beautiful girl in the world. Sure, I could do with a few extra pounds. I have a handful of breasts and that is about it. Everything, is practically flat. E
ven my ass. Anyway, I went back home after cooling down and my things were outside the gate.
I buzzed, so they could let me in. Damon answered the telecom. He said, “Did you get your bone?”
Sure enough on top of my things was the same chicken bone. The lights were strong outside so I could see it clearly. I thought it was some kind of sick joke.
I replied, “Sure….”
He screamed down the intercom, “Well go bury it!” Then the lights went out. That was the last time I was in the house. Two days ago, right now it felt like a lifetime. Sleeping in the car hadn´t been fun. I could have called mom, but since they got married they hadn´t been on honeymoon. Charles had been promising mom for months and finally they got to go on their cruise for two weeks. I didn´t want to spoil the fun. I knew once mom got back things would settle and I would move back in the house. Mom was an only child. We had no close relatives. It was always just me and her. I had nowhere to go. It felt logical just to wait until she got back, studying takes up all my cash. I knew once she came back things would be better, or at least I hoped it would be.
2
“Come here.” He commanded as he stood up from his desk. He curled his finger up, giving me bodily direction on what he wanted me to do. Caine had shut the door and left the study. I wished he would come back. The large mahogany desk was in front of me and I was nervous about approaching it as he moved towards the other end. Closer to me.
I walked slowly as if I was a child in a principal’s office. Mom had called and made it clear that a simple apology was needed and I shouldn´t be calling Damon names. It reflected badly on how she had brought me up.
What reflected on how she brought me up was bringing me to this house. We weren´t welcome, she was too in love to see it. The house still had pictures of his ex-wife. She up and left Charles when Damon was a baby.
No one spoke about it. It was almost as if they pretended that she was dead. I did ask once why she had never been in touch. I was told simply by Damon, ´None of your business.´
That was maybe the second time he had spoken to me in the few weeks that we lived in the house. I reflected about the way he had thrown me out. Leaving the bone on top of my clothes. I didn´t have much and him leaving it outside the gate highlighted that. I got a scholarship to study at college. It only paid for my fees. My books, equipment, clothes etc. all came out of my own pocket. Which was why I needed to work at the call center.
It was not a bad job. Helping students with the enquiries and logging them in an action database. Not only for my college, but all colleges in the New York state. I was lucky to find the job, because the pay was quite high. Just not high enough for me to keep the car going and everything else. There is never anything left at the end of the month.
Charles made it clear when they got married that he was confident that mom wasn´t after his money. Which was more than could be said for the rest of the family. They asked him constantly if he got her to sign a pre-nup. So, he made her do it. Mom happily agreed saying, that she never had much. So, it was all new to her, to have so much.
I made sure that I never changed my lifestyle. I kept working and paying my own way. We gave up the trailer to live here. I never wanted to do that, but mom said it was for the best. We had to make changes and fit into our new life. I had met Charles a few times, so it didn´t feel like a big sacrifice. Until I met, Damon. He was on trip, that he couldn´t get out of when they got married. I didn´t meet him until after my first month here.
“Come closer!” he commanded as he sat on his desk lifting his head up and adjusting it to the side. I wanted to run back out, but I couldn´t.
´Apologize.´ mom said, then we can all go back to being a happy family. I think she is deluded. There is nothing happy about this family. Especially as far as Damon and I are concerned.
I inched closer towards him and sat down on the leather chair. I hesitated and asked, “Do you have a bone behind your back? Are you expecting me to go and bury it again?”
Okay so I should have kept my big mouth shut. That wasn´t needed and I wasn´t helping matters. He just seemed to have a way of winding me up. Just by the way he frowned at me all the time. I always had to look at my shirt to see if I had a stain or something. He never made me feel comfortable.
His lips curled when he said, “No, on the chair.”
I sighed and moved closer towards him. He was sitting on the desk directly in front of the chair. I thought that it was a trick. That he was going to do something. I shook my body when I thought about how silly I was being. I came to apologize. My bags were already in my room. This was just a formal way of me making things right. So, we could live as one big happy family. I kept reciting it to myself over and over again as I slowly made my way to the chair.
3
This was when the tables revolved, I couldn´t believe it. Damon Walton kissed me. Passionately, as if his life hinged on it. I didn´t even make it to the chair he just grabbed me and stuck his tongue in my mouth. He tore my shirt apart and clutched hold of my breasts.
“Damon!” I screeched in between his tongue exploring mine.
“Damon!” I repeated as I held him in my arms.
I had wanted him for so long, and his animal behavior told me that he had too. I had dreaded coming here to his study to talk to him. I thought he would throw me another bone. I thought he would call me a dog, gold digger or something. I never imagined that he would kiss me.
That Marsha was actually right. She would laugh if she could see him right now. Probably tell me, way to go if she saw the way I was acting too.
“You know you want me!” he said as he continued to consume my mouth. I was never good at hiding my expressions. They were always clearly displayed on my face. I grabbed hold of his hair as his hands unfastened my bra. My breasts were free for him to do as he pleased, and he lifted me up and put me on the table. Not by force, but to make it clear who was in charge. It was Damon by far. He knew that I would comply. He knew I wouldn´t refuse him. He knew I wanted him from the moment I laid eyes on him. I was half-naked and now with him removing my pants and jeans naked on his desk. In the study which faced out to the grounds. Ten in the morning with staff and God knows who else was outside. In plain view for everyone to see.
He gently kissed me on the lips. I returned his kiss as the soft pecks went to my breasts and he slowly bit my upright nipple. He did it so slowly that it felt like a light pinch. His hand held on to my breast as his other hand lightly traced my body.
I exhaled at his touch, which was so gentle this had surprised me. The gentleness in his touch. All that time I’d thought he hated me, but right there and then, I knew it was nothing more than frustration.
This was the best feeling in the world. When, we first met and he simply huffed and walked away as his dad introduced me. ´ This is Sophia, a replica of her beautiful mother. ´Those were Charles words. Damon said in reply coldly, ´Only if you like that sort of thing. Dad you clearly do.´
It cut like a knife when he said those words. He hadn´t even met me and he insulted me the very moment he laid eyes on me. Sure, I had the same dark hair and light eyes as mom. Every woman in our family was tall apparently. Mom was and so was grandma when she was alive. We all seemed to tower up to five ten. We don´t know where we inherited it, no one had ever bothered to do a family tree. It never felt important.
Here, he was kissing me and touching me like I was a precious jewel. So, different from the first time we met. It felt unreal. I had to keep opening my eyes to make sure that I wasn´t dreaming.
“I wanted to do this from the first time I met you…” he whispered as he lowered down. He licked me right there on his table. His tongue lightly caressing inside of my pussy. I held on to his head and put my feet on the table to stabilize myself. He had taken me by surprise.
Ápologize´
Mum had said, not get him to have oral sex with you on his office table. Yet, it felt so right as I continued to stroke his head and encoura
ge him to go deeper. I started to wonder what his dick could do, if his tongue was doing all the work.
“Hmm,” I moaned as he flicked his tongue up and down my pussy as his hands gently stroked inside of my leg. He was doing so much work, yet so little at the same time. I was getting more pleasure then I had ever had in my life. No man had ever been done there with his tongue. If anything I was the one that was asked to give a blow job, all the time from my old boyfriends. Whenever I asked them to do it, they always said the same thing.
Ýou need to shave.´
I would shave and then they would complain about something else. Until I dumped their ass. I started to shake and shiver. My climax had reached its peak as I started shouting out loud. God that felt too good. I said to myself as my back collapsed on the table. That was the beginning. That was when things started to really change.
4
It was exactly four mornings since I was in his study. He had made up a contract. That was our talk, him telling me that, I should give up my job at the call center and he would look after me financially. It seemed silly, because it was obvious that he wanted me. He wanted to play a game, I thought I may as well go along with it.
After he finished sending me to my peak on his desk. He simply got up and left the room. Remaking that I should clean myself up and he would be back in twenty minutes and we would talk. I had a feeling then that he was the one going to be doing most of the talking and I was right.
The contract was quite simple every weekend, I was to be available at his beck and call with the required schedule times. I would go up to his room. He gave me a phone. So that he could only call that number, if he was away on business and needed me outside of the scheduled times. He would only summon me if and when he wanted to. I had never had sex and he had a schedule for it. There were other terms in the contract such as: I shouldn´t sleep with anyone apart from him, keep to a strict diet, make sure that I was on the pill (actually he had a doctor, inject this into me), make sure that I was screened and tested for any sexual transmitted diseases etc. I had one night to think about it. One night to confirm all the details and not discuss it with anyone and return it to him.
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