As soon as I began to regain my hearing, I heard Ian giggling. I was breathing hard and my face was flushed, but I managed to look down at him. “What exactly is so funny?”
He shrugged. “You never told me you were a gusher.”
I didn't know I was a gusher either. I didn't even know what that meant. “Why would I tell my stepbrother anything like that?”
He shrugged, those muscular shoulders rippling as he did so. “I guess that makes sense. I want to see it again.”
I tried to get up. “No, don't do...” Again, his tongue on my clit stopped me. This time, he had a hand on my pelvis, holding me down as a finger pressed into me. I had slipped my own finger in before, but his was thicker and longer. I felt him begin to curl his finger inside me, pressing at about the same place as his hand was on my pelvis.
I never stood a chance.
Within seconds, I felt my eyes rolling back into my head. This time, instead of twitching, I felt my body completely relax. I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt the incoming wave of pleasure, letting his hands do the magic. When his thumb brushed my clit as he continued to press down, I felt myself let go again. Sounds faded from my world, but the last sound I heard was Ian.
“There it is,” he said as my entire body seized up.
I saw stars as another orgasm washed over me. I knew I'd never feel this ecstatic again without Ian's magic touch, and I wanted more. I needed more.
When the world finally started to return, I felt Ian slipping the remnants of my panties off of my legs. He had somehow removed the rest of his clothes as he had pleasured my body. As he stood up, he hefted it.
There was no way that thing would fit inside of me.
Without another word, he grabbed my legs and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed. His cock, long and thick as it was, seemed smaller when guided by his hand. However, I doubted that I could even wrap my own fingers around it.
I bit my lip and whimpered as I looked at it. “Do you have any lube?” I asked meekly.
Ian laughed again. “Trust me, you don't need it. I've never seen a girl as wet as you are right now.” He positioned himself between my legs, and I felt how hard his cock was as it brushed against my inner leg.
“It's just that...” I started. Should I tell him that I was a virgin? I asked myself. He'd probably stop if I did, and I didn't want that. “You're really big.”
He laughed again. “That's what I keep hearing. Don't worry, sis, I'll be gentle to start.”
To start, I thought. Meaning that, by the end, he'd be fucking me raw. I bit my lip and nodded, and he continued. I felt him press against me, felt how wet my opening really was. This was it...
I felt myself spread until I thought I couldn't spread any more, and then I did spread more, as he fit his head inside of me. He must have seen me wince, because he asked, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah. Yeah. I'm just little down there,” I said.
That seemed to make him happy, and he growled as he pressed into me further. With each thrust, I thought he couldn't possibly be any bigger. With each thrust, he proved me wrong. Finally, he stopped. “There, I'm all the way in, you can open your eyes now.”
I opened my eyes and smiled at him. Then, he pushed even deeper, finally seeming to hit the bottom in me. I yelped.
“Girls always love it when I do that,” he said with a laugh.
I slapped him on the arm. “You asshole,” I said, but he shut me up with another thrust, and then another. Where before I had only felt the pressure of being full, I was now feeling the pleasure. My pussy had been stretched to its limits, but with how wet it was, Ian slid in and out with ease. I began to writhe underneath him. This was better than I could have ever imagined.
Ian placed one arm on either side of me. When the feeling stopped being overwhelming, I opened my eyes. I could see him concentrating as he plowed me, all pretense of “being gentle” over. His cock seemed to be massaging me in just the right way, and my hand went to my clit almost involuntarily.
Suddenly, he moved his hands behind my back and lifted me up, using those fantastic ab muscles to return to a standing position with me in his arms. I put my own hands behind his neck and hugged him tightly as this new position made me cry out. In a moment, his hands were back on my ass, moving me up and down on that monster cock of his.
I leaned back and put my hands on Ian's chest as we writhed against each other. I looked into his eyes and saw nothing but unbridled lust. It was so fucking sexy. The way he moved me make his cock rub right up against my clit, and I felt myself moving toward the edge again.
I leaned even further back and put my hands on his shoulders, throwing my head back and moaning as I did so. “Oh yeah, come for me,” I heard him say. I didn't have much of a choice. He was in complete control of my body, moving it in ways that I'm sure felt good for him but felt amazing for me. I didn't dare let go, but I did feel my body slacken as another orgasm ripped through my body.
Suddenly, I felt his hand on my back. He held me to his body as he lowered himself to the bed, laying on his back as I continued to writhe on top of him. His hands moved to my hips and his lips moved to my ear.
“Sit up. I want to see this body.”
His voice sent shivers through my body, and I quickly straightened up and got on my knees. I started to grind on his cock, not really moving up and down but feeling it touch everywhere inside of me. His eyes hungrily looked over my body. He leaned up and took one of my nipples in his mouth, and I gasped and felt myself clench. He spent a few moments moving back and forth between my breasts, and I relished the feeling.
Then, he fell back to the bed. His hands went to my ass, spreading me open as he began thrusting rapidly. I fell forward, my tits going into his face as he seemed to move with reckless abandon. I could hear little moans of satisfaction from him as he licked at my boobs. I felt him plowing into me, wondering how my body had gotten used to this sensation so quickly.
He began to pick up the pace, and I propped myself up on my elbows. He threw his head back down on the bed, closing his eyes and seeming to double his effort. “Hayley, I'm gonna come, get off, I'm gonna come.” He kept thrusting.
I knew that this was dangerous. I wasn't on the pill and he wasn't wearing a condom. Still, I thought of the way he had looked with those kids. I thought of how he was a hero, off protecting his country because he didn't have a family to protect. I thought of those family portraits that I wanted to take. Ian with a kid on his shoulders, me pregnant with another. I wanted it.
I wanted it with Ian. He was the man of my dreams.
“Come in me,” I moaned. “Come in my pussy.”
Ian let out an animal roar and continued to plow, going deeper than ever before. I felt my body open up to him, receptive for his seed.
I felt his already gigantic cock swell, and then a new and warm wetness washed over me as I felt his sperm splash within me. His hands on my hips moved me up and down, and with every downward motion, I felt what seemed to be another huge spurt enter my body. Within moments, my little pussy was full of his sperm, millions of them looking for an egg within my fertile body. I began to drip out around his cock, relishing how it felt even on the outside of my pussy.
Ian continued to shudder and make violent motions, sounding almost pained as the last couple of spurts exited his body into mine. Immediately, his hands loosened their grip on my hips, and I could feel the pain of his powerful grip still. It was possible that I would have bruising in the morning, though I knew that would probably be the least of my soreness.
Chapter Eight
As Ian's orgasm subsided, his hands went to my back, bringing me in closer. I laid my head down on his chest, listening to his heart pump quickly as he lightly brushed my hair. We stayed like this for a few minutes more, until his softening cock fell out of me.
“I'm leaking,” I said meekly.
He reached out and grabbed a box of tissues, handing them to me. I got as much as I could without dripping onto
the bed but I knew I had made at least a little bit of a mess. I stood up and cleaned myself up as much as I could. Ian grabbed the box of tissues and tried to get the mess off his bed before it made a wet spot.
He walked to his door, looking out the window. I could hear it still pouring outside. He looked over at me, taking a moment to check out my naked body for a moment before giving me a wry grin. “It'd be a shame to send you back out there.”
I laughed. “Definitely. Especially because you tore my underwear off.”
He looked sheepish for a moment. “Right, that. You're welcome to spend the night if you'd like.”
I bit my lip, looking thoughtful for a moment. “I never thought I'd be on this side of the wall for the night.”
His cocky grin just widened. “Sounds like today's your lucky day.”
I laughed, then crossed the distance to him. I was barely holding it together as I walked, so sore that I just wanted to lay back down. I ran my hand up and down his chest, and he gave me a quick kiss. “I accept.”
He smiled, then scooped me up in his arms like I was a child. He laid me down in his bed, then laid down behind me, spooning me. I felt his muscular body behind me, and every inch of our skin touching.
“You're not going to bed already, are you?” I asked. It couldn't be later than nine PM.
He shrugged behind me. “I've got to be up early,” he said.
“Why? Tomorrow is Sunday. Surely you have the day off,” I said.
“Early morning is the best time for a run and, besides...” He moved his lips right next to my ear. “I'm an army man.”
I wasn't sure what I would do for the next couple hours before I fell asleep, but I responded by just snuggling up closer to him. Soon, with his big arms wrapped around me, I felt his breathing become deep and regular, and felt a few twitches as he drifted off.
I laid there, full of sensation. I was sore, yes, but I was more than that. I was full. Full of his semen, which I could feel still leaking out of me. What was done was done, and I couldn't help but not feel sorry that things had worked out this way. If I became pregnant, I would keep the baby and raise it, and I hoped that Ian could be a part of its life.
As if he could read my thoughts, Ian hugged me in closer to him. Of course he would be a part of its life, I thought. He was an honorable man, the man of my dreams.
I drifted off to sleep faster than I thought I would, safe in my brother's arms. My protector. And for that one night, everything was okay...
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A Baby for My Military Stepbrother 2
“You better be careful, or I'll have to rip that dress right off of you,” he growled...
Wet with rain and full of adrenaline, I had finally submitted to the forbidden urges my military stepbrother made me feel.
Ian had rescued me yet again, and because of it, our relationship would never be the same. In addition to showing me just how he felt about me, he had been my first. My virgintiy belonged to him. Only he didn't know that and I didn't know how to tell him.
Our parents wouldn't be home for another two days. Two days for us to get these taboo feelings out of our systems. Except, every time he touched me, my feelings for him grew. That was definitely a problem, because he was leaving for Afghanistan in a month.
Ian hadn't wanted to be my first, and when I let it slip by accident, his conscience forced him to push me away.
He was the most honorable man I had ever met and I would do anything, take any risk, to keep him in my life. Especially if I could give him the one thing he had always wanted... A baby.
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“Go take the bus, freshman.”
With one cruel phrase, James had shown me exactly what kind of person he was. Refusing to give me a ride home had shown the catty girls at my high school that I was fair game. It didn't stop there. For Christmas, he gave me nothing more than an IOU. I had to listen to him making girls from our high school moan through our shared wall. Even though our parents were now married, I knew I'd never think of him as a brother.
I was right, but in the worst way. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop fantasizing about acts that society would consider forbidden.
Four years later, when I came home for Christmas, James was there as well. Only he wasn't just a popular high school kid anymore. He was the billionaire CEO of his own company. And whatever feelings I had for him resurfaced immediately when I accidentally walked in on him when he was naked. He relished the opportunity to tease me just as he had when we lived together, and I fell for it every time.
Only, when I left the house to do something I might regret, he saved me. It was only then that I found out that he had not only been protecting me, but he had wanted me just as fiercely all along. And, even though that IOU from all those Christmases before said that he owed me a gift, I wanted to use it to give him a gift that would last a lifetime.
A baby.
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