by Rynn, Alexa
I do and he continues beating off. After a few more minutes of this he puts his hand over mine and guides me into bouncing my boobs at just the pace he wants me to go. He goes faster and faster, thrusting them so hard that they practically smack me in the chin.
“Oh, yeah, look at those things move! Fuck!” He screams out so loud that I’m scared someone might hear him. Then he yanks my head down and sticks his huge cock into my mouth, letting his cum loose down my throat.
He tastes so sweet, unlike anything else I have ever had in my mouth before. I feel accomplished that I could make him cum like that, proud that I had gotten him off. He was so sexy, so powerful, and I had gotten him off. That was all me, no one else.
And I didn’t need his triplet brothers around to do it, either.
I pull my bra up over my sore boobs and try to regain my composure.
“Wow,” Travis says. “Now that’s a nice way to start the day off.”
“You’re telling me,” I tell him without thinking.
He smirks. “Yeah? You liked that, huh?”
Before I can answer we hear the sound of a door opening down the hall and footsteps making their way down the stairs toward the kitchen. Travis sights. “I better get back to my bed, mom’s probably going to make coffee to wake me up with.”
“Okay, I’ll see you later.”
“Yeah, see you later.” He crawls out of my bed and leans down to kiss me on the top of my head. I swear I’m like a little schoolgirl again at the contact. Once he reaches the door, he pauses for a second, and then turns around.
“What is it?” I ask, concerned about the look that’s creeping into his eyes.
Travis still doesn’t speak, like he’s trying to decide if he should say what he says next or not. “I told Liam and Tyler this already but I feel like I should tell you, too.”
I swallow down the lump that’s starting to form inside of my throat. What could he possibly have to tell me after what we had done last night and this morning? A feeling of dread creeps into me as a horrible thought pops into my mind. What if it had to do with a girl? What if he was going to tell me he was talking to a girl or something? Or what if he wanted to let me know that he didn’t want me to think this was a big deal or anything, that it was just a hook up to him!
“What is it?” I squeak.
“I don’t want you hooking up with either of them outside of my presence,” he tells me slowly. His jealous and dangerous gaze burns deeply, letting me know that this isn’t something that’s up for discussion. Like I said, Travis liked to be in control and this was definitely something he needed to make sure he kept in his grasps. “Do you understand what I’m saying to you, Alyssa?”
I look at him with wide eyes. “Yes, Travis, I understand.”
“And you’ll follow the rules?” he presses me even more, wanting to make sure that he’s absolutely clear on what he expects out of me while he’s out of the house.
I clear my throat. “Yes, of course.”
He nods. “Good.”
And then he leaves me alone in my room to continue my over thinking.
Chapter 10
My stepbrothers have been highly inappropriate all morning long. I’m not sure if Travis would be pissed about flirting or not but something told me he probably wouldn’t be a fan of it. It occurs to me a little too late that I should have asked Travis exactly what it was he considered hooking up.
I mean was making out a hook up to him? Or was giving head? Or did he mean I shouldn’t go all the way with either of his brothers without his presence? The possibilities were endless, hooking up meant different things to different people.
I pop more of my pancake into my mouth and try to avoid Liam’s eyes on me from across the breakfast table. Tyler had been more subtle ever since he woke up but Liam was practically drooling over me right in front of my dad.
“You look different today, Alyssa,” my father announces from the head of the table where he’s munching away on the pancakes that he made for us just like I am. He takes the pitches of syrup and pours a bunch more liquid over his hot food, drenching it even more than it was before. “You’re practically glowing.”
My stepbrothers start snickering from the other side of the table.
“Oh, she’s glowing alright,” Liam says, still laughing.
“Isn’t she, though?” my father asks, completely missing Liam’s sarcasm. “So, what gives, honey? Why are you in such a good mood?”
I shrug, trying to play it cool, but I can feel a blush creep into my face. “I don’t think I’m in a particularly good mood. I guess I just had a good nights sleep, or something,” I mumble the last part.
More snickers from my stepbrothers.
“Why are you blushing, then?” My dad leans across the table to study me closer. “You’re practically as red as a tomato.”
“That’s true, Alyssa, you are awfully red. What are you thinking about?” Liam asks helpfully.
“Yeah, I’m curious now, too.” Even Tyler can’t help himself from playing into the joke.
“Nothing!” I tell them a little too eagerly. “I just woke up on the right side of the bed. Is that a crime?”
“There’s no need to get all worked up, we were just curious.” My father drops his fork and pushes his chair back from the table without waiting for my response. “Come on, Tyler, we better get going.”
“Where are you guys going?”
“I’m a man short so Tyler is going to help me out at a job sight today,” my dad informs me. He picks up his plate and walks it over to the sink. “Can you take care of these dishes, Alyssa?”
“Is Liam going, too?” I ask a little panicked. I wasn’t sure it was the best idea for me to be alone with Liam in the house. He was definitely the most aggressive and inappropriate out of the triplets.
My dad shakes his head. “Nope, only enough payroll for one today. Liam will stay here and keep you company.”
He says it like it’s a good thing and not a complete disaster.
Did Travis know about this?
Liam shoots me a wink from the other side of the table.
Shit.
My dad glances at his watch. “Damn, we’re running late. We better go.” He walks over to me and kisses me on the top of my head. “Have a good day, sweetie. Please make sure you clean up before your stepmother gets home,” he says the last part slowly, like he knows she would find any excuse to yell at me just as much as everyone else in this house does.
“I will.” My voice comes out as practically a whisper since I’m still thinking about the fact that in just a few short seconds I’m going to be completely alone in the house with Liam.
Tyler hesitates even after my father is up and moving, clearly not wanting to go to work as much as I don’t want him to go to work. My dad calls him from the front of the house and finally he pushes his chair back and heads toward the door. “I’ll see you guys later,” he mumbles.
“Bye, Tyler,” I call out after him helplessly.
The front door slams shut and Liam looks at me with mischief in his eyes from the other side of the table. “Well, looks like it’s just me and you today, sis.” He leans back and sets his feet on top of the table.
I hated myself for it but I couldn’t help but notice how good he looked this morning, even if he was even more full of himself than Travis. His dark hair was all wet and messy from the shower. His blue eyes bright, and his dark skin all tan and sexy. He was wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a gray zip up. Most girls might not find anything practically appealing about him right now but I had always loved guys who dressed all rugged and sexy.
And on this morning Liam was definitely rugged and sexy.
I don’t answer him, starting to clear the table instead. His eyes are on me the entire time, watching me as I make any move. It’s making me feel kind of uncomfortable, like I’m the subject in an experiment or something. I start to rinse the dishes off and get them ready to put in the dishwasher when I feel him behind me.
He takes his fingertips and rubs them up and down my shoulders, sending chills up and down my back. Damn, why hadn’t I put on something a little more bulky this morning? I was in a pair of tight white leggings and a pink tank top, not exactly the least revealing thing I could have picked out.
“Let’s go watch a movie,” he says, nuzzling into me neck.
“I have to do the dishes.”
He waves me off. “Ah, come on, they’ll be gone all day. You know how my mom is once she starts shopping.” He starts rubbing my shoulder gently. “Come on, watch a movie with me, I’ll help you with these later.” He makes another little push into me. “I promise.”
I spin my body around to face him and push his muscular arms away from me. “Come on, Liam, you have to stop. You know the rules.”
I can see surprise flash through his eyes. He was clearly surprised that Travis had let me know about the no hooking up outside of his presence rule. It only lasts a second though and he recovers quickly. “So watching a movie together is having sex now?”
“Well, no, but-“
“Exactly,” he cuts me off, grabbing my hand and pulling me into the family room with him. “Come on, it’ll be fun. I never get to spend alone time with you.”
I’m pretty sure he smirks when he says the alone time part but it could just be my imagination. Once were in the living room, he flips the T.V. on and chooses some random movie without even asking me if it’s okay with me or not.
I stand in the entryway to the room, still unsure of if I should stay or not. I glance behind me into the kitchen where the sink full of dishes is waiting for me. Liam takes the chance to grab me and pull me closer to him, more into the family room.
“Liam, I really should-“
“Shh,” he tells me. “The beginning is the best part.” He pulls my body down on the couch with him, grabbing a blanket off the end and throwing it over the top of us. He moves so fast, it’s almost impossible to keep up with what’s going on. He pulls me into him harder so that I’m laying down with my ass against his crotch.
“Liam, we can’t.”
“What? Laying together is a crime now? It’s no big deal. Now shh, watch.” He wraps his arms around me. I’m not sure if it’s to be cute or to hold me in place but either way as much as I hate to admit it, it feels nice.
The movie starts and I start to watch, allowing myself to enjoy the comfort of Liam’s arms and a lazy movie day on the sofa. Part of me feels guilty, like Travis is my boyfriend and I’m doing something wrong. But I wasn’t Travis’s girlfriend. So then why did I feel so bad?
I wasn’t sure if Liam was right or not. I wasn’t sure if Travis would look at this as a violation of his code. But when it came to girls Liam would know what his brother did or didn’t mean better than me.
“Are you sure this wouldn’t make Travis mad?” I ask after a few minutes.
“I’m positive.” Liam works his hands to my shoulders, starting to rub them slowly. “We aren’t doing anything wrong. We’re just watching a movie together.”
“Okay.”
I try to concentrate on the movie but it’s kind of hard with Liam’s hands. He keeps going deeper and deeper into my skin, making me feel all hot all over the place.
“How does that feel, sis?” he whispers into my ear in a raspy voice.
I swallow. “It feels fine.”
“Just fine, huh?” he says, not buying it for a second.
I don’t answer, looking at the screen of our plasma T.V. instead.
Pretty soon, Liam’s hands seem to be getting lower and lower, heading right toward the front of my shirt. Before I fully realize what’s happening I realize that he’s feeling on my boobs through my shirt, grabbing at them full on while he moans into my neck.
“We can’t.” I try to push his hands away but it’s not much use. He’s stronger than me and determined to get a good feel in.
“Yes, we can,” he moans. “This is not a big deal. This is nowhere near hooking up. Come on, just let me feel on you through your shirt, Alyssa.” He keeps grabbing them, faster now. “Pretty please?”
I don’t answer but I don’t stop him either. It felt so good. And I knew he was right, this wasn’t anywhere near hooking up. I can feel his breathing getting heavier and heavier in my ear. “Mm, yeah,” he moans.
After a few more minutes I can tell he’s growing more and more annoyed at the fabric separating him from my boobs. He starts to nudge my shirt down a little bit. “Don’t worry, Alyssa, I just want to feel them through your bra, that’s it. I promise.”
I let him pull my shirt down and cup his hands around my bra. It wasn’t that big of a deal. I mean I still had a shirt on, kind of.
“Damn, look at that.” He bounces them up and down really fast. Unlike Travis this morning, he actually does hit me in the chin with them a few times. The sight of that’s gets him even more excited and he thrusts them into my face a few more times.
Geez, he got really rough and into it. Even more than Travis.
“Where did you get those fucking big ass tits from, huh Alyssa?” He keeps squeezing on them. “You must feed them really good, sis.”
I gasp. “I… I try to feed them good.” I couldn’t believe I was playing along with him but I couldn’t help it, I was starting to get turned on now. I literally felt like I was going to cum in my panties. What the hell was wrong with me?
“Yeah, you do a good job. Alyssa? I need to stick my hand in your bra.”
“No! That’s too far, Liam. We can’t.”
“No it’s not.” He moves even closer to me, pulling me back into him. “Come on, it’s driving me crazy, baby. Just for a minute, okay?”
“I don’t know.” Part of me felt like letting him go down there for a second wasn’t that big of a deal, but another part of me felt like it was against the rules. What if Travis walked in right now and saw us like this? What would he say? Clearly I needed him to elaborate on the terms of his rules way more than he had.
“Just for a second,” he says again. And then before I can stop him he pulls back the fabric of my bra and lets his hands get lost inside, exploring and playing with my breasts.
The same tingles overwhelm me even more than a few seconds ago and as I look down I realize that he’s pulled both of them completely out of my bra, letting them hang out over the fabric naturally.
I gasp and try to put them back in but he pushes my hands away, stopping me. “No. No way. Come on, let those big soft boobies stay right there.” He runs his fingers around them slowly, not letting go of them for a second. “Look how pink and big they are, girl. God fucking damn.” He keeps bouncing them up and down, laughing a little as he does.
I can feel his cock through his pants, all hard. He digs it harder into my butt as he plays with my boobs, starting to grind it into me. “Yeah,” he says, thrusting his hard cock harder and harder against me. “Come on, Alyssa, let me get mine.” He dry humps me even harder, panting into my ear. “FUCK!”
I start rocking back and forth with him off impulse, letting him have his fun.
He takes one of his hands away from my chest and it pulls me out of it a little, reminding me that this is reality and not a dream. I go to pull my bra up but he yells at me. “Leave them right fucking there.”
A second later I hear him unzipping his pants.
I gasp. “No, Liam. This has gone too far we need to stop.”
“Relax, I just want to rub it on your butt, Alyssa. Come on, that’s nothing.” A second later I feel his hard cock on my ass through my leggings. He slaps it against my butt hard while he feels on me through my leggings. He keeps moaning as he beats his cock again my leggings. “I know you like this just as much as I do, Alyssa. You’re a bad girl deep down.” He takes his hand and shoves it between my legs. “Fuck, I knew it. I can feel how wet you are through your fucking leggings, Alyssa! Fuck yeah!”
I rock back and forth into him as he touches on my pussy. I couldn’t help it. He was right,
I was so turned on right now it was crazy. I knew I should stop him but I wasn’t thinking clearly. All I could think about was how good it felt. And we weren’t really hooking up Liam said, I mean our clothes were still on. So that didn’t fully count, did it?
He keeps rubbing my wet pussy and smacking his dick against my ass, laughing and moaning the whole time. “Come on, baby, come for me. Come all over right through those leggings.” He keeps rocking his fingers over and over again. “Yeah, get yours, Alyssa. Come on, come for me like a good girl! Be a good girl and cum all over in those little leggings, Alyssa!”
I feel like my body is complete heaven, getting sent to the moon and back. I can’t control myself a second longer and I cum all over the place, soaking my undies and leggings in the process.
“Oh my god! Yeah! Good fucking girl, Alyssa!” He starts slapping his hand against my pussy. “That was fucking hot! Look how soaked your leggings are now! Fucking nasty girl!” He slaps my ass, hard. “How did that feel?”
I’m still trying to regain my composure after my trip to ecstasy and back.
“I said how did that feel, Alyssa?”
“Good,” I admit. “It felt good.”
He snorts. “That’s what I thought. Now turn around, come on, give me those fucking big tits, time for me to fuck them so I can cum all over the place.”
“Liam! No! We can’t do that!”
“Yes, we can,” he tells me while he pulls my body around and gets on top of my stomach. “Come on, it’s exactly what we did last night. It’s no big deal. Please, just let me stick it in for a minute, Alyssa?” I don’t say anything and he grabs my boobs, pushing them together. “Hold them just like this for me.”
I hold them in place like he says and he grins. “Good girl.” Then he sticks his huge cock between my boobs, thrusting it in and out really hard and fast. The whole sofa is shaking back and forth he’s going at it so hard.
“Yeah, come on! Shake those big ass titties on top of my fat fucking cock, Alyssa! Do it! Faster! Yeah, that’s such a good stepsister!” A second later he comes in between my boobs, sending his hot cum shooting everywhere. Some of it splashes up in my face and he smiles in glee at the sight. “Oh my god! Yes! Look at that! You’re so fucking hot!”
