My first time. The thought made my blush and made this passion all the hotter.
I wanted it to be him, wanted him to take what I’d been to afraid to give to other guys. I wanted him to stretch me wide and fill me up. The thought made me groan loudly into our primal kiss.
Alex tugged me away from the wall. “Let’s go into the bathroom,” he whispered huskily.
Lost in a dreamy haze, I let him take my hand and lead me inside. He locked the door behind us then pressed me up against the sink.
Our mouths fucked with wild abandon. I could scarcely breathe, I was so caught up in this passion. Big, strong hands roamed over my breasts, squeezing, relishing this generous flesh. My palms pressed flat against his pecs and I enjoyed the feel of hard muscle flexing beneath my touch.
“I’ve wanted you so bad for so long,” he whispered this confession in my ear.
I couldn’t believe it, and I was sure I hadn’t heard him right. But I wasn’t too worried about accuracy at the moment. My pussy throbbed so much it drove me crazy. I wanted to rip his pants off and shove his dick deep inside of me.
Though I still hadn’t had sex, Mom put me on the pill, just in case. That had been an embarrassing visit to the doctor, but we discussed it and both agreed, and I was so relieve and glad my mom was open minded about sex. She figured I was going to do it eventually, so she wanted me protected.
His fingers slid up my thigh and beneath the hem of my dress. As they inched higher, my pussy twinged harder in hungry expectation of his touch. Fire blazed through my clitoris when he rubbed it through my thin, silk panties. I moaned and nibbled on his bottom lip, which elicited a growl from deep in his throat.
His mouth closed around my chin, teeth nipped, and his thumbs hooked under the sides of my panties. In one fierce tug, he had them off me. I lifted my butt and shimmied to help him remove them.
Fingers roamed between my slick folds, making my sex buzz with intense need. He rubbed my juices into that swollen bead of flesh and I clung to him as my hips rocked. I rubbed myself against his fingers faster, faster, until my orgasm shuddered through me. I had to bite down on his shoulder to keep from crying out. If his fingers could make me feel this good, what would his cock do?
He dipped to his knees before me and purred, “Let’s get you ready for fucking, sweetheart.”
Alex pushed the hem of my dress up until it bunched above my hips. My pussy was completely exposed, and I blushed as I watched him study it with greedy lust glittering in his eyes. He put his head between my legs and his tongue flit out, stroking over that tiny bud. Volts of sensation raced through me. My head fell back on my shoulders and I bit my lip to stifle my groan.
As he ate my pussy, he slid a finger inside my wet cunt, stretching it. My inner walls clamped down tight around him. It was so hot to watch him fuck me with his finger. I could scarcely breath, or believe this was me. His touch curled inside of me and found the sweet spot. Sparks blossomed behind my eyes as another assault of bliss went straight to my head.
His tongue darted over my clit and I sailed higher, rocked my hips faster, dragging my sex back and forth over that wet muscle that delivered so much pleasure. When he added another finger to my pussy, I had to bite down on my palm to keep from crying out. It felt so incredible, I never wanted it to end. My body tingled, my mind ascended, and I writhed as another orgasm shuddered through me, scattering all my thoughts and emptying my mind.
Alex stood in front of me and, with trembling fingers, I helped him unbuckle his pants and unzip. He shoved them down to his knees and tugged his thick, hard cock out of his briefs. I wrapped my hand around the pinkish-brown shaft and let my fingers explore the velvety skin. Silk and steel. That’s what it felt like. The head was plump, and a pearl of pre-cum dotted the tip. Fat veins snaked beneath the taut skin.
“Alex,” I whispered. “I have to tell you something.” I bit my bottom lip, afraid to utter my secret. What if he stopped when I told him? I’d heard of that happening to other girls. Confess you’d never had sex before and a guy ran.
“What’s that, baby?”
He pressed his cock against my wet sex and rubbed it up and down. Each time the tip ground into my clitoris, I could barely think straight.
“I’m…I’ve never had sex before,” I stuttered out. “I want you to be my first.”
His throaty chuckle gave me goose bumps. “I knew that, sweetheart.”
“You don’t mind?”
“Mind? Hell, no. It’s fucking hot. I want to be your first.” His cock nudged into my opening, teasing with shallow thrusts. “I thought you weren’t interested in sex that much, until I saw that toy of yours.”
“W-why did you … think that?” My brain tripped over the words as his cock drove deeper. There was some pain as he stretched me wide with his big dick, but I didn’t care. The pain brought pleasure—mind blowing pleasure.
“You were always so aloof, so good.” He thrust deeper and I moaned. “Guess good girls have their secrets, too.”
“I always wanted you too,” I confessed as his fucking picked up tempo. My hair, piled atop my head in a carefully coiffed chignon, slid across the mirror behind me. Strands spilled around my shoulders in a tangled mess as our fucking grew fierce.
“You never flirted with me like other girls,” he grunted as his thrusts grew faster. “Figured you weren’t into me like that, until I saw your face when I found your vibrator. It gave you away.”
He reached between my legs and pinched the bead of flesh while he fucked me. Bliss burst deep inside me, showering my brain and body with ecstasy. My pussy drew him in deeper still, milking him with greedy need. His fingers flicked over my clit as he fucked me with wild abandon, driving harder, faster.
I clutched him to me as I came again. The orgasm was so intense this time, I felt my juices trickling down my thighs, and I could hear the squish of our wet lovemaking. He drove his cock deep and it twitched once, twice, as he spilled his seed inside me. I held him there for a moment, hating to let him go. He made me feel so complete, so full. When his dick slipped from inside me, I felt empty again. I wanted more.
Someone banged on the bathroom door, and I had a feeling they’d been banging for a while. They muttered curses and slurred, “How much fucking longer?”
Quickly I scurried off the counter and Alex handed me my panties. We cleaned ourselves up and I fixed my hair as best as I could before we opened the door. A man I didn’t recognized scowled at us as we walked out. He muttered, “Couldn’t you fuck in your car? Gotta piss so bad my teeth are floating.”
I giggled and glanced over my shoulder at Alex. He grinned and took my hand as we walked down the hallway and back into the club.
I felt beyond amazing. I’d been curious about sex, dying to have it for years, but I’d been too afraid of guys to go for it. Now I knew it was totally worth it, and I couldn’t wait to have more.
“Dance with me.” Alex pulled me tight against him and guided me toward the dance floor.
My heart leapt into my throat and practically choked me. “I don’t dance.” Laughing, I tried to tug away.
He shared my laugh. “First time for everything, right?” Alex raised his eyebrows at me.
I blushed, thinking of the hot sex we’d just had. “Right.”
I let him lead me out to the dance floor. It was a slow song, and he took me in his arms and held me close. Our bodies pressed tight together, making my nipples harden and my pussy spasm at the thought of him buried deep inside of me. As we swayed to the music, I could feel his erection pushing into me. It made me hornier than ever, and I wished we were alone so we could fuck again.
Standing on tiptoe, I whispered in his ear, “I never thought I was your type.”
He kissed the shell of my ear, making me shiver. “What is my type, Serena?”
I giggled. “Tall, blonde, and gorgeous.”
He scoffed at this. “Sweetie, they were just offering it up, so I took it. You…” His sigh brushed against
my cheek. “You were different. So hard to get. Why do you think I wanted to hang out with you so much?”
“Well, you needed a math tutor.”
“Yeah, but I figured that stuff out long ago.” He pulled back and gave me a sly smile. “Couldn’t tell you that, though. Didn’t want you to stop hanging out with me.”
I gave his arm a playful slap. “You’re devious. We were still friends. You didn’t have to do that.”
He shrugged. “Insurance.”
As the song ended, I reached down between us and massaged his stiff cock through his pants. “You want to see how bad a good girl can get?” I nipped his ear lobe and was delighted to feel him shiver against me.
“I do,” he whispered huskily.
“Let’s go outside.” I tugged him away from the dance floor.
Giggling like little kids, we crept around the restaurant to a grassy area near the back. Hedges grew here, and I flopped down on the fragrant green carpet, pulling Alex with me.
We kissed as our hands roamed over each other’s bodies. He eased my breast from my bra and dress then bent his head to tease my nipple with his mouth. Teeth grazed over the pink tip, sending a shockwave of sensation through me and making my nipple pebble hard. I fisted a handful of his hair and hugged him tight to my chest. His tongue swirled around my nipple and I let out a long moan.
Like a wild man, he tore my panties away. This time, there’d be no saving them. My fingers found his belt and zipper and I freed his straining cock from his pants. Now I’d tasted this delicious pleasure, I was hungry for more.
I worked his cock with eager fingers. “Let me taste you,” I whispered, and I crawled over the grass while he knelt before me.
I’d never given a blow job before, but I’d always been curious about what a man would taste like. As my lips closed around his plump glans, he sighed and let his head relax on his shoulders. I flicked my tongue beneath the ridge, which earned me a deep moan from Alex. My heart surged with pride. It felt great to elicit such a response in him. I wanted to please him like he’d pleased me.
As I slipped my mouth down his impressive length, I was careful not to let my teeth graze his shaft. Using what I’d read online and in magazines, I tried to give him the best blow job. I swished my tongue over his shaft and I sucked him hard. My hand wrapped around the base of his dick, squeezing and releasing in time with my sucking.
“Ohhhh, fuck… you’re a natural, Serena,” he said through gritted teeth.
We didn’t care if we got caught, didn’t care if our parents saw. All we cared about was exploring and pleasing each other’s bodies. A warm summer breeze stroked my exposed skin. Darkness had just begun to turn the world a deep purple. It couldn’t have been more perfect, more right.
I urged his cock to the back of my throat and sucked hard then held him there. Alex hissed air between his teeth and his hands fisted in my hair, guiding me in a rhythm that pleased him. Then he tugged me away from his penis and flipped me so I knelt on the grass. My palms sunk into the soft earth beneath me.
“I can’t take it anymore,” he growled out. “I need to fuck you again. I want to come deep inside of you.”
His wide palms splayed over my buttocks and he sank his cock in to the hilt. I gasped as my pussy clenched around him. It felt so good to have him inside of me again. So right. Like a bad itch that needed scratching, his every thrust brought a welcome spike of pleasure.
He reached beneath me and played with my clit as he fucked me. Flesh slapped against flesh as our fucking grew louder, more frantic. I was awash in ecstasy and I fisted the grass beneath me, tugging out handfuls as I thrashed underneath Alex.
He rubbed and fucked me just right, and soon my pussy spasmed around his girth. My stomach tightened as another fierce climax built inside of me and burst. I bit my bottom lip until I tasted blood to keep from shrieking out my release.
“Hey! What’re you kids doing over there?”
The angry voice shocked me back to the present. I looked over to find one of the cooks standing near the back door of the restaurant. He was walking toward us, and he didn’t look pleased.
Alex pulled from inside of me and grabbed my hand. “Let’s go.”
We gathered up our clothes and raced away before the cook could confront us. Breathless and laughing, we reached the parking lot before we slowed down.
Alex looked behind us. “Good. He didn’t follow.”
“Thank god.” I collapsed against his chest and snuggled him. “But you didn’t finish.” Reaching down, I stroked his erection and he moaned.
“That’s okay, babe.” He kissed my forehead. “We’ll finish later.” He gave me a wink and a smile that made my toes curl.
I tugged on his hand, guiding him toward his car. “Let’s finish now.”
“What about Mom and Dad?” He pointed a thumb toward the restaurant.
“We’ll think up some excuse.” I opened the door and pulled his hand until he relented and joined me in the backseat.
In less than ten seconds, I had his pants down around his ankles and his cock in my mouth. This good girl wanted to be bad. Now I’d had a taste of naughty, I wanted a whole lot more. Looked like living with Alex would be much more fun than I had imagined.
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His tongue slowly glided from within her, wriggling up the length of her soaking slit before he pressed it to her clit once more. Fingers teased her throbbing opening and she groaned when two slipped inside her. They stroked her cervix while he sucked her clit deep into his mouth. He flit his tongue over the sensitive bud as he did so.
Orgasm shivered through her, making her gasp. She reached down and clutched at his strong shoulders, digging her short nails into his honey colored flesh. Intense sensation flooded her pelvis, flowed out and made her limbs tremble, her skin tingle. She let out a shrill cry when she finished coming.
Moments later the front door slammed. A shout of “Damn it, Shane, why do you always leave your shit in my way?” interrupted their passion.
Mickie locked gazes with Shane. He flashed her a smirk then poked his head above the island they lay behind.
“Hey Hunter!” He waved and Mickie wilted.
“What the hell are you doing over there?”
The sound of Hunter’s voice drawing closer made Mickie scramble for her clothes as quietly as possible. But that bastard Shane locked a hand on her hip and kept her still. She squirmed, trying to free herself from his grip as she grasped for the hem of her tank top, sprawled on the floor only inches from her fingers.
She dug her nails into the soft, tender flesh of Shane’s inner thigh. He let out a yelp and dropped back beneath the island, letting his grip on her lessen as he did so.
“What the…?” came Hunter’s voice again.
Then her other stepbrother was standing in the kitchen, arms crossed over his chest as he cast a disapproving look between them both. Mickie froze on her knees in mid-reach for her tank top.
In many ways, Hunter was the exact opposite of his twin brother. Both were jaw-dropping handsome, in good shape. Both sported tattoos, although Hunter had fewer, and only one on his left bicep was slightly visible. Whereas Shane had a full left sleeve of tribal intertwined with images that held personal significance. An ouroboros peeked out from between stark black swirls. A wizard was inked just above his elbow, embedded in the wall of a melting castle.
Hunter’s hair was cut shorter, done in gelled spikes. His face was a far more serious mask of disapproval, compared to his broth
er’s impish ear to ear smile.
Shane snatched up his underwear and Hunter spoke again. His glare, full of quiet anger, zoned in on Mickie when he said, “What, fucking one of us wasn’t enough for you? And Dad thinks you’re the responsible one.”
Shane’s grin became a frown of confusion. He glanced from Mickie to his brother. “What’re you talking about?”
“Ask Mickie.” Hunter gave a bitter scoff before walking away, toward his bedroom.
Shane shot her a questioning glance.
Mickie sighed, felt her face flush. She yanked on her tank top and reached for her underwear. “We’ll talk about it another time,” she murmured, then quickly shimmied into her panties and shorts before she left the kitchen to talk to Hunter.
Shane followed after her. “Wait! What’s wrong with—”
She panicked as he drew nearer, fearing a confrontation between her twin stepbrothers. So Mickie slammed Hunter’s door in Shane’s face. She received a disgruntled “Hey!” from the other side, then Shane pounded on the wood. For good measure, she locked it.
Taking a deep breath, she faced Hunter. He’d been rummaging through one of his dresser drawers, but when he saw she wasn’t leaving he stopped, folded his arms over his t-shirt clad chest, and stared her down.
“Please don’t tell him,” she whispered. “At least, not right now. It’ll only complicate things more—”
He snorted in disgust. “Yeah, let’s protect Shane. Keep the truth from the precious little rock star. He’s so fragile.” He shook his head and stalked over to his bed, flopping down atop it. “But it’s no big deal I just caught you fucking him. It’s just Hunter, so who cares?”
She tried to swallow down her shame and guilt. “You know it’s not like that.” She walked over to the bed and sat on the edge. “I made a mistake, let Shane get to me just now …” She sighed. “Just like I did with you four years ago.”
He sat up. His frown deepened. “Oh, so I was a mistake?”
Mickie slapped her forehead and hated herself for her poor choice of words. “Ugh… Hunter, look, I’m sticking my foot in my mouth all over the place. I’m sorry. I’m really really sorry. For what you just saw. For what I just said.”
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