by Fuchs, Jamie
I let out a scream, and that was it. The light faded from my eyes and everything went numb as my body spasmed all over his thick cock. Each pulse seemed to increase in intensity until I was left as nothing more than an oil-covered mess.
But Josh wasn’t done with me. Not yet. He pulled his cock out and came up to my face. Flipping me onto my back, he shoved his dick between my lips. “Taste yourself,” he demanded. I hadn’t even had time to recover from the mind-blowing orgasm that I had just received.
That didn’t seem to matter to him, though. He held my head in place and began thrusting. Each thrust pressed deeper and deeper. Josh groaned with pleasure as he used my face for his own pleasure. Soon his cock was as deep as it could possibly go, and I could take no more.
“I’m going to cum down your throat,” he warned me.
I couldn’t wait. I couldn’t wait for my stepbrother to fill me with his seed. I was going to swallow every last drop of it.
With a primal growl, Josh unleashed a rush of warm, thick liquid from the tip of his cock. Each throb of his dick spewed more and more down my throat, coating everything along the way. I groaned and stroked the base of his shaft, desperate to milk out every last drop.
With a final groan, Josh collapsed to his hands and knees. I pulled back before kissing his wet dick and swirling my tongue around the tip, collecting the remains of his delicious ecstasy.
Josh fell over onto his back. With one hand over his heaving chest, he tried to catch his breath. I just laid there beside him. How was I supposed to feel about this? On one hand, I had just let my stepbrother violate me more than any man had ever done before. On the other, I had absolutely loved it.
The decision was made for me as Josh got up from the bed and headed to the shower. Clearly, we were still just fucking. I grabbed my clothes and let myself out.
Chapter 11
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My father approached me in the morning when I was eating breakfast. My and Josh’s plan had worked, and he still had no idea that Josh was back in town.
“Good morning, Tess,” he said as he put a bowl and spoon down across the table from me.
“Good morning,” I replied. Something was unusual in his voice.
“I have no idea how to say this, so I’m just going to cut to the chase,” he began. “I’m kicking you out.”
“You’re… what?!” I said, spitting out my Cheerios.
“You’re constantly wanting to prove to me that you can take care of yourself and that you don’t need my help. Now’s your chance to prove it. I’ve already cancelled your credit cards.”
“But Dad, I’m still in college! How am I going to afford this?”
“I’ll continue to pay for your education and living expenses until you graduate. After that, you’re on your own.”
I didn’t even know what to say. “You can’t be serious,” I mustered.
He just stared back at me from across the table, his face dead serious. I always knew he was a hard-ass, but this? Kicking his own daughter out of the house? That was completely unexpected.
I got up from the table and left my half-finished bowl of cereal. I couldn’t sit there, not with him. Not after what he’d just told me.
How could he even think that was a good solution to the problem?
Back in my room, I grabbed my cell phone. I needed to talk to Mary about this, she would help me through it. But when I grabbed my phone, I noticed Josh’s name in the past text message history.
I decided to call him instead. Maybe he would have better advice in this situation than Mary would. After all, we shared a father for most of our lives.
“Hello?” Josh answered.
“Dad kicked me out,” I blurted.
“You too?”
“What do you mean, you too?” I asked. Dad couldn’t have…
“Meet me outside your gate in twenty minutes,” he said before hanging up.
I set my phone down and sat on the edge of my bed. What had Josh meant? My father couldn’t have kicked him out. After Josh left, he claimed that he didn’t know anything about his disappearance. There was no way he could have faked that.
Twenty minutes went by quickly as confusion swirled through my mind. I grabbed my purse and tossed all the credit cards in the trash before leaving my room and making my way out to the road.
The sound of Josh’s motorcycle tearing around the bend came ripping through the air as I got to the gate at the edge of our property. I hoped my dad was watching as I got onto the back of a motorcycle with some badass dude ready to take me away and fuck me. I wanted him to feel the same anger and betrayal that I felt.
“Hop on,” Josh said as he tossed me the spare helmet.
I put it on before jumping onto the back of his roaring motorcycle. The two of us sped off into the city. After all these years apart and everything that had happened, it amazed me that I was starting to trust Josh more than my own father.
Chapter 12
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The two of us soon found ourselves downtown amongst the crowd and towering buildings. Josh turned into the underground parking lot of a high-rise hotel before parking and shutting off his bike.
“What are we doing here?” I asked as I pulled my helmet off.
“Going to talk,” he replied as he held his helmet under his arm. “Come on.”
I followed my leather-clad stepbrother to the elevator and all the way up to the twentieth floor. He led me down the hall to his room and let us in.
Inside was a pretty standard hotel room. There was a queen-sized bed in the middle facing a flat screen television on the wall with a bathroom off to the side.
“So, good ol’ Dale kicked you out, huh?” Josh said as he sat down on the edge of the bed. He patted the comforter beside him and I took a seat.
“Yup.”
“If it makes you feel any better, he did the same to me.”
“Why didn’t you tell anyone? He told us you ran away.”
“There was no point, and I did run away.”
“You know, I hated you for that. Leaving me there with him and your mom.”
“I know,” Josh said. He gently grabbed my chin and pulled my face to his for a light taste of his lips.
The two of us lingered inches from the other, passion and desire filling the space between us.
“Where did you go?” I asked, hoping that now he had nothing left to hide and would be completely honest with me.
“I didn’t really go anywhere. I got on the first bus out of town and just went wherever. The first few years weren’t pretty.”
“What happened after that?”
“I got into a few fights, and someone noticed. Turns out he had been looking for someone like me. The guy saved my life. I was headed down the wrong path back then.” Josh sighed. “He took me in and taught me how to fight properly. Then I became his thief.”
“His thief?” I questioned.
“It’s what we call someone like me in the ring. I’m a nobody. Crooked rich guys hire me and bring me to their underground fights. They draw a big crowd, pit me against their best fighter, and when all the bets are against me, I win. They give me fifteen percent and I go on my way.”
“What? Don’t people catch onto that? Wouldn’t they start to recognize your name eventually?”
“These last fights were the first I’ve ever used my real name at. I didn’t want you to know about my secret life and the fact that I live under a fake name more than my own, so I told the ref to introduce me as Josh Steele.”
“You should have just told me.”
“I couldn’t.”
“Why not?”
“That’s not important anymore,” he said, standing up and facing me. I looked up at him as he spoke again. “What are you going to do now? Do you have anywhere to stay?”
“I don’t know,” I replied. I hadn’t had time to put much thought into things yet. “I could probably stay at Mary’s place. She’s always there for me
when I need her.”
“Good.”
“What about you?” I asked.
“I told you what I do. I’ll be out of your life again soon.”
“What?” I sputtered. “You can’t leave me again. Not now.”
“Mary will take good care of you when I’m gone. Until then, you’re staying here with me.”
Josh got onto his knees and began undoing my pants. He tugged them down and threw them against the wall behind him.
Those beautiful blue eyes looked up at me as they slowly glazed over. The look he always got when my clothes came off was mesmerizing, like he’d put some kind of spell over me. He ran his hands slowly up my calves and over my knees where he parted me. My pussy was there, ready and waiting for his forbidden touch.
That was the first moment I’d had the thought. The one that I never thought would be possible. I wanted Josh. I needed him around. His strength and passion was kindling to my fire, and my body craved his touch.
I laid back on the bed as he kissed his way up my inner thigh. My skin crawled with excitement all the way up my sides as he got closer and closer. Every inch passed was like pouring gasoline on a fire inside of me.
Josh teased me with the tip of his tongue as he gently licked up and down the edge of my folds, tasting tiny bits of my supple skin. I moaned with anticipation. Josh knew exactly how to press my buttons and turn me into a needy mess.
The contact of his tongue became wider and wider as he continued licking up and down until his nose was almost buried between my swollen lips. He licked the entire length of my cunt, tasting my desire for him.
Finally, he focused in on my clit. With small, deliberate motions, he had me squirming. I squeezed my thighs around his head. The pleasure was almost too much to take.
Josh’s hands found their way back to my knees where he spread me wide open for him again. He wasn’t going to let me deny him my precious fruit.
My release came closer and closer and Josh’s tongue slid over my sensitive nub. I moaned and squirmed as my body became possessed with ecstasy.
Just as he had me on the edge, he pulled back to tease me. Panting, I grabbed his head and shoved it back against my cunt. He groaned against my lips as he licked me with more desire than ever before.
I screamed and clawed at his head, pulling him in tighter. My orgasm was banging at the walls, desperate to break out. I tried to hold it back as long as I could, but it was no use. Pulse after pulse of pure bliss rolled out through my body as stars shot through my eyes.
Before I even had a chance to come back to reality, Josh had my hands and ankles tied to the posts of the bed. He was climbing on top of me like a man denied of everything he needed. I looked up at him and tried to wrap my arms around his neck, forgetting how securely he had me bound. I was completely immobilized.
Josh, my stepbrother, was about to completely have his way with me. Whatever he wanted to do to me, he was free to. I had no ability to stop any of it.
I loved it.
He spread my knees and thrust his thick cock into my sopping wet cunt. I wailed as he filled my sensitive hole. My body struggled to buck upward against him, but again, the restraints held me in place.
Grunts and groans filled the room as he pounded me with reckless abandon. The only thing louder was the sound of our bodies colliding. My pussy hadn’t been used like this before, but I already knew that a normal fuck just wouldn’t do anymore. I needed this.
Josh slowed down the rhythm and lowered his body over me. His warm breath tickled my neck as he nudged my face to the side, giving him full access. He kissed me and nibbled on my tender skin as his cock made love to my forbidden hole.
I convulsed with rapture as another orgasm surprised me. Electric bolts shot through me, connecting the pleasure my neck was receiving with the bliss in my pussy.
Josh began bucking harder again and his nibbles turned to bites. He was going to leave a mark for sure; there was no restraining him. His groans bellowed from the depths of his core as he rammed me with everything he had left.
With a firm bite on my neck, he began growling as he spilled out his silky white mess. He filled my cunt with his seed as he pumped me fuller and fuller. My body was his and only his.
When he was finally finished, he didn’t pull out. Not this time. Josh rested above me, his heavy breathing hot against my tender neck. I wanted to wrap my arms around his strong shoulders, but the restraints were still preventing me.
“Come with me,” he said.
“What?”
“Come with me. I can show you how to start a new life. Just like I did.”
I didn’t respond. This was completely out of the blue. How could he ask me something like that? My emotions were running wild. I wanted to say yes. I wanted to run away with him.
But I couldn’t accept the offer. Not now. Not like this.
Josh’s breathing slowed and I could tell that he was regretting the words that had just left his mouth. Not saying anything was just as good as rejecting his offer.
“Can you untie me?” I asked.
Josh climbed off of me and I avoided eye contact as he freed me from his restraints. I rubbed my wrists as he let my ankles go. As soon as he was done, I went to the bathroom with my clothes. I cleaned myself up and dressed. I couldn’t stay there.
I left the bathroom and slipped out the door.
Chapter 13
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I woke up the next morning in Mary’s spare bedroom. She had let me in under the promise that I’d tell her everything in the morning. I kicked off the covers and started to regret that decision. This wasn’t the type of thing I wanted to talk about, especially since I was going to have to tell Mary what I was doing with my stepbrother.
Mary would always stick by my side. I knew that. But she might not approve of my decisions or actions. She might not approve of the thoughts I was having about Josh.
Our lives had separated so suddenly all those years ago, but it was starting to feel like he hadn’t even left. We were becoming closer than ever, and it was impossible for me to avoid thinking about him.
Was I actually considering his offer?
I slipped on some clothes and met Mary, who was already at the table, eating breakfast.
“Good morning,” she said with that cheery smile that she always had.
“Good morning,” I replied as I took the seat next to her and grabbed the box of cereal.
“So, talk to me. What’s up with you staying here last night?”
“I got kicked out.”
“What? But you’re still in college. What did you do?”
“I know, right? That’s what I told him,” I said, looking down at my spoon as I stirred my cereal and milk. “He caught me at The Underground when I was on house arrest. I guess that was the last straw for him, or something.”
“What were you doing at The Underground?” Mary asked. “I thought you didn’t like it there?”
“I, uh…” I didn’t know what to say. How could I tell her this? “I was there to see Josh.”
“I thought you didn’t like him, either?” Mary said slowly. She was starting to smell something fishy.
“I don’t… I mean, I didn’t.”
“And now you do?”
“I just… It’s complicated.”
“What do you mean, it’s complicated?” she wasn’t going to let this go. “Tell me what’s going on here, Tess.”
“I… we…” I sighed. “We’ve been fucking…”
“Whaaaat?!” she squealed. “You’ve been fucking your brother?!”
“Jesus, Mary, keep it down. Anyway, he’s my stepbrother.”
“Goddamn girl,” she breathed. “Good work! He’s a total hottie.”
“What?” I stared at her. Was she serious?
“That’s, like, so naughty! It’s the ultimate taboo. Well, almost. If he was your real brother, it would be naughtier, but still. Wow!”
“You mean…” I narrowed my e
yes at her. “You’re okay with this?”
“Of course. It’s not like I haven’t done anything just as bad or forbidden.”
