Especially, not for my stepbrother.
Nate opened the door. “Oh. My. God.” He let out a moan. He shut the door behind him and locked it.
“You like?” I looked over my shoulder, wiggling my ass. He grabbed his chest and moaned louder.
“Oh, I love.”
He walked toward me with his piercing eyes burning into me. He grabbed my hips and ground his hard cock into me. Even through his thick jeans, I could still feel his prick begging for me. He caressed my ass and waist admiring the lingerie and what was underneath it. His light touch made me feel safe.
“I love it so much.” He moaned.
Nate placed his hand on my head and pushed me down to the mattress.
“Atta girl. Face down. Ass up.”
My pussy wept with his command. Nate dropped to his knees, facing my pussy. I loved how much he wanted to please me. He took a bite of my panties and snapped them back.
“Woah. I didn’t even do anything and you're so wet.”
“Mmm-hmm.” I nodded. “You know my weaknesses.”
He smirked, pulling off my panties and uncovering my wet pussy. He studied my exposed pink lips.
“Play with yourself.”
“What?”
“I want you. To play with yourself. Give me a show.” He gave me a little wink.
I moved my hand slowly toward my pussy. Nate’s kept his eyes on mine. He wanted to see my reaction once I started to play with myself. I let out a loud moan.
“Shhh. You have to be quiet. Or else we have to stop… Do you want to stop?”
“No.” I whispered.
“That’s what I thought.”
He took a bite of my thick ass. I bit my lip trying to silence my moan. Nate was enjoying this. He moved his kisses toward my pussy, then gave my slick opening a long lick. I let out a faint moan.
He took this as permission to move my hand away and continue licking my pussy. He slurped on my clit.
“Fuck.” I don’t think I can be quiet. I can barely handle his tongue.
How am I going to handle his big cock?
He started to push one finger, then two fingers inside of me. Curling them to hit my g-spot while still licking my clit. He’s so amazing. I let out another moan.
“Shhh.” He whispered into my pussy. He moved his other hand and put his fingers in my mouth. “Suck on it and be quiet.”
I sucked on his fingers as he licked me like a lollypop. I pretended his fingers were his rock-hard cock. Swirling my tongue around them and letting them take in my moans. Nate started to grunt. He was probably wishing his dick was in my mouth right now.
“Fuck.” He gave me one more lick and stood up.
He took off his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. The sound of his pants dropping to the ground got me unbelievably wet. He took off his shirt leaving him in only his boxers. Nate looked like a perfect underwear model. He dropped down his last piece of clothing, exposing his thick wet cock. Nate rubbed his wet tip against my aroused clit. Oh my god. I missed this.
“Fuck me.” I talked into the bed, moving my ass toward him.
He grabbed my ass and continued to rub my clit with the head of his cock. Nate moved his cock to my slit, only to move his cock back to my clit. This was the worst teasing he has ever given me.
“Don’t make me beg, Nate.”
“But I love it when you beg.” He grabbed my hair and pushed me into the mattress harder.
He moved his cock toward my slit again. I took a deep breath.
“I’ll do anything you want if you fuck me right now.” I plead.
“Anything?” He asked.
He pushed his cock a little bit into my pussy.
“Anything.” I agreed with him.
With that agreement, he shoved his whole cock inside of me. I took a loud gasp as if it was my last breath. I’ll never get used to his large cock.
He started to fuck me slowly. Each thrust hitting my g-spot. Each pump bringing me one step closer to cumming all over his cock. My moans started to get louder and louder. Nate knew I couldn’t control myself anymore. He pulled me by my hair; I got up to my knees. With his other hand, he covered my mouth. I moaned loudly into this hand as he fucked me harder and harder.
He whispered into my ear, “You like it when big brother fucks you hard?”
I moaned, “Yes” into his hand.
He pulled my hair tighter. I loved how small he made me feel. His erect prick sliding into and out of my pussy. I could feel his veiny cock massaging my insides. My pussy gripping him tighter and tighter with each pump. I wanted to cum but I didn't want to cum alone.
“Fuck. I’m close.” He panted.
He let go of my mouth and slightly grabbed my throat.
How does he always know what I want?
My ass bounced with each powerful thrust.
“Fill me up.” I faintly moaned.
“You’re going to make me cum if you keep saying that.” He growled.
I knew he wanted to fuck me longer, but I wanted to cum with him.
“Good. Now cum in me.”
He fucked me harder, gripping my throat a little tighter.
“Please. Big brother. Fill me up. Fill up your little sister.” I begged.
I held it in as long as I could but I couldn’t do it anymore. My body trembled from my orgasm. Nate let out a loud growl as he finished inside of me. I felt his warm juices filling me up as his dick pulsed inside of me. My pussy gripped around him as I finished with him.
He released my throat and I dropped onto the mattress. He was still inside of me. His abs contracted as he tried to breathe normally. We were both panting from the pleasure. He pulled out, slowly, and I felt a drop white goodness spill out of me. I sat at the edge of the bed watching him put on his boxers.
“It’s time for bed.”
“You’re sleeping here tonight?” I raised my eyebrow.
“Yep.” Nate got under the covers.
“Does my mom and Mickey know?”
“Hell, no!” He chuckled. “And they won’t find out. I’ll just get up before they wake up.”
I didn’t argue with him because I was getting really excited to have him in my bed.
“Okay, let me get cleaned up.” I hopped off the bed and headed toward the bathroom.
Nate watched me, hypnotized by my so-called “perfect” body.
16
Nate
Second Grade Questions
The water stopped. Damn, her showers are long. I placed the photo of her and her friend back the dresser. I picked up another photo, it was of an older man. This must be her dad. They looked alike.
Lily came out of the shower dressed in her shorts and tank top.
“I thought you went to bed?” She dried her hair with the towel.
“I couldn’t sleep, so I started snooping.”
“Did you find anything good?” She giggled.
“Just photos.” I placed the photo of the older man down.
“That’s my dad.”
“Yeah, I figured it was. You have the same smile.” She smiled at me.
“The other one is of my friend, Mindy. She’s the only person I liked back at Arizona.”
“Did she graduate with you?”
“Hell no. She still has two more years. She changes her major like it’s a game and she doesn't really go to class.” She started to laugh. “She kind of reminds me of Mike.”
“Obnoxious and loud with no sense of personal boundaries?” I said.
“Yep.” Lily started to braid her long hair. “But she is also kind and clever. She doesn’t take shit from anyone.”
I started to laugh, “They seem like they would be perfect for each other.”
She laid a towel on her pillow and snuggled under the covers. “Are you coming?” She asked in her nicest voice.
“Yeah.”
I gave her a peck on the lips and cuddled her like she was my teddy bear. A few minutes passed and I was still not tired. I looked at
her and she was wide awake too.
“Can’t sleep?”
“No. Tomorrow is my first official day so I’m kind of nervous.” She looked over at me. “You?”
“I don’t know. I feel excited. I think.” I really didn’t know why I couldn’t sleep.
“I used to play a game with Mindy when we had nights like this.”
“Okay? What was it?”
“Second Grade Questions.” She blurted out.
“What is that?”
“You basically ask questions a second grader would ask and we both answer it. So, I’ll go first. What’s your favorite color?”
“Green.”
“Mauve.” She pointed to her bedroom walls.
“What’s your favorite wild animal?”
“Red pandas.” She blurted out
“I’ll Google that later. Hmm, it’s penguins for me.”
She was thinking of a question. “Oh. I got one. What is your least favorite word.”
“Moist.”
She started to giggle. “Same”
“Favorite appetizer?”
“Hmmm- I think it would have to be Jalapeno Poppers.”
I thought about the question for a bit. “Cheese Curds.”
“Favorite alcoholic drink?”
“Wait a minute, second graders won’t ask that.” I stopped her.
“You can go past the second-grade questions.” She giggled.
“Sex on the beach.” I said shyly.
She started to laugh. “Really!”
“Shut up! I have a weakness for drinks with cranberry juice.”
“Okay. Okay. Long Island Ice Tea.” She giggled.
“Favorite non-alcoholic drink?”
Lily puckered her lips, “Lemonade.”
“Makes sense if you like Long Island’s. Cranberry juice.”
She started to laugh again. “Of course, Mr. Sex on the Beach.”
“When did you lose your virginity?” She asked.
“Skip.” I blurted out.
“What- you can’t skip.”
I rolled my eyes knowing she was going to make fun of me. “22.”
She looked at me and smiled, “That’s cute.”
“Urgh,” I grunted. “How about you.”
“19,” She looked at me and mouthed the words “I win.”
I grabbed her in my arms, “Shut up. I was a late bloomer,” I defended myself. “Anyway, what is your biggest pet peeve?”
“I hate it when people talk in movies!!!” She snapped.
“Damn, you had that ready.” I laughed. “I hate it when there are dirty dishes.”
“Oh, wow that makes sense. You always wash your plate after we eat.”
I nodded.
“What is your biggest regret?”
“Well, that’s a serious question.” I stated.
“They can’t all be simple.” She laughed.
“Not going into culinary school.”
“Wait. I thought you liked your job. You’re good at it and you said it was easy.”
“Yeah. But it doesn’t make me happy anymore. I’ve been at the company for eight years, basically doing the same thing.” I took a deep breath “It doesn’t challenge me like it used to and it doesn’t make me happy.”
She was the first person I ever told this too.
“Why not quit?” She asked.
“I don’t know. I think it’s because I’m content. I think I am afraid of quitting.” There was a pause. “How about you?”
“Letting my pet fish die.”
What the hell?
She saw my confused expression.
“My dad got me this betta fish when I was younger. It was a blue and white fish with green scales around his eyes.” She paused and started to play with the end of her braid.
“Anyway.” She let out a deep sigh. Her voice was cracking.
“My dad forgot my birthday and got me the fish a day later. I was so angry at him that I took it out on the fish. I didn’t name it. I didn’t feed it. I didn’t clean the water. I just let it slowly die.”
A tear trailed down her cheek. “A few days later the fish died. My dad got into a car accident the same day. And died.”
I wiped her tears away. She was still in a lot of pain.
“It wasn’t your fault.” I kissed her forehead.
“I know.” She wiped another tear. “But there’s still a side of me that wished I had taken care of that fish. I wish I had taken care of the last thing my dad ever gave me.”
I held her tight until she stopped crying. She began to giggle. “This isn’t usually how Second Grade Questions is played.”
“That’s fine. I’m getting to know you.” I smiled at her.
She used the covers to get rid of her last tears.
“What about your mom? You never talk about her.” She asked.
I guess it was time.
“What do you know about her?” I asked Lily.
“Just that she left you guys when you were 14.”
“So, then Mickey didn’t tell you the whole story.”
She shook her head.
“Well first, I don’t like to call her mom. It’s either ‘that bitch’ or Alice.” My rage toward ‘that bitch’ was already making me furious.
“What’s the whole story about… Alice?”
“As you know. I started working with computers at a young age. By the time, I was 14 I had already learned everything I had to learn from building a computer all the way to coding new software. So, I decided to learn hacking.”
“Hacking? Like going into someone’s computer?”
“Yeah.” I took a deep breath.
“Well, I wanted to practice on someone I knew, and I decided to practice on my mom. She downloaded a fake security program I emailed her and I was in the clear. I was able to see everything she was typing-”
“Are you serious? Isn’t that an invasion of privacy?”
“Yes, but she was my mother. She was Alice. I just wanted to make sure I could do it. I wasn’t going to steal her credit card numbers. I just needed practice.”
Lily didn’t look convinced.
“Well, anyway. Since I could see what she was typing. I noticed that she was sending very sexual emails to this guy and then deleting them right afterwards. I thought it was my father at first, but-” I took a deep breath. “I started to get suspicious, so I signed into her email and looked in her trash file.”
Lily didn’t look that upset anymore.
“I found out she was cheating on my dad with one of her co-workers. For over a fucking YEAR!” My rage got the best of me.
Lily gave me a tight hug. “I didn’t know.” She said. “I’m so sorry.”
“I know I shouldn’t have hacked into her email and invaded her privacy. But honestly, it was the best thing I ever did for my dad.”
We laid there in silence for a few seconds.
“Did you tell your dad?” Lily asked.
“Yeah. Right away. He was devastated.” I have never seen him so upset. “He confronted my mom right away and she left. She didn’t say anything or grab her things. She just. Left.”
Lily gave me a tighter hug.
“It’s okay. I mean my dad still thanks me to this day. If I never found out what my mom did then they would have never gotten a divorce. I would have never learned how to cook, and my dad would have never met your mom. And-” I looked down at Lily who was still hugging me.
I would have never met Lily. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around Lily enjoying every second. I would have never found her.
Knock!
A loud knock woke me up. I looked at the time. Shit. It was already 7:00 am. The doorknob started to jiggle.
“Lily, why is the door locked?” Holly questioned.
I started to shake Lily.
“Lily. Wake up!” I whispered loudly into her ear.
I started to freak out. I didn’t want Holly to find me in her daughter’s bed. Lily grunted.
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“Lily.” I shoved her.
“W-wh. What?” she jumped up, almost falling off the bed.
“It’s your mom.”
Her eyes widen.
“Lil? Are you even up? Holly asked.
“Yeah. One second!” She yelled back.
I could tell she wanted to use all the swear words in the dictionary.
“Fuck! What’d do we do?”
It looks suspicious that the door is locked and that I am in the room. A lightbulb went off in Lily’s head.
“Pretend you came into use the bathroom! The shower! Pretend you came in to take a shower and you didn’t want to wake them up so you used my bathroom. Go!”
Fuck. That was clever. I grabbed my jeans and shirt from the floor and ran into her bathroom.
“Lily?” Holly yelled.
“Comin’.” She hollered back.
I heard her open the door as I turned on the shower.
“Why did you lock the door?” Holly questioned again.
I remember I hated living with her because she never let you have any privacy. Thankfully, I only had to deal with it for two months until I went off to college.
“Nate must had locked it subconsciously when he came in.” She lied.
“He’s taking a shower? In your room?”
“Yep. He said he didn’t want to wake you guys up so he went ahead and used my shower.”
“Oh, that’s silly. We were already awake.”
There was a moment of silence followed by another question from Holly
“Hmm, where did Nate sleep?”
Jesus. It’s like her mom was a cop, interrogating a criminal.
“On the couch?” Lily’s tone was confused.
She was surprisingly good at lying to her mom. But then again, this was probably not the first time. I started to chuckle.
“It-It’s just that the couch doesn’t look like it’s been slept on.”
“Maybe he put away his blanket before he came to take a shower. I don’t know. Just ask him yourself when he comes out.”
Her sass levels were increasing.
“Don’t you have to do to work?” Holly asked yet another question.
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