by Lolita Lane
“You’re as soft as I imagined,” he said.
His hands gripped my hips tightly, then traced my curves, careful to not touch me where I really wanted him to. My body ached for him as I waited for him to tell me what he wanted me to do next.
“Show me how wet you are,” he said.
“What do you mean?” I asked, feeling stupid.
“I know you’ve thought about me before. Show me how you play with yourself when you’re thinking about me.”
I hesitated for a moment, but his eyes were demanding. I wanted him so badly, I was willing to do whatever he said.
I slipped my fingers down to my hot pussy, easily dipping a finger inside my wetness. I gasped as I moved it slowly in and out of me, my nipples knotting tightly, from his watching me, before waving my fingers to show him how wet I was.
“See how wet you made me? And that’s without touching me. You’re torturing me, you know,” I said, breathless.
“I’ll be the judge of that,” he said.
With his hand on my hip, he lowered my body to just over his cock, positioning himself at my entrance. I moaned quietly as he moistened his tip, teasing my pussy, then used his knob to rub my clit. It felt so good my hips moved on their own, my body already on the edge of climax.
He moved my hand to grasp his dick and as I held it, my hips still moving, I closed my eyes. As I moaned softly, Connor’s strong hands squeezed my breasts.
As his hands moved over my boobs, my pussy became wetter. I kept stroking his head against my clit as his thumbs brushed over my hard nipples and then pinched them hard. Gasping, my body throbbed more.
Leaning forward he flicked his tongue over one of my aching nipples then turned to the other. As his mouth closed over it, I sighed feeling relief and slid his tip inside me then quickly out. He shook his head and mouthed the word trouble at me before biting my other nipple, making me jump.
“Turn around,” he said.
I didn’t want to stop rubbing my clit, the orgasm building inside me was intense and every part of my body tingled. But his voice had such power and command to it, that I couldn’t help but obey. I took my leg off the chair and turned around.
Immediately I felt a sharp slap on my ass and it heightened the throbbing inside me even more. He squeezed my ass then I felt his thick fingers slide between my cheeks, and circle my wet entrance.
“Oh, Connor,” I said gasping.
“I’ve wanted your sweet pussy for so long. Tell me, is this mine?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
One of his fingers entered me and I spread my legs wanting to feel him deeper. He pulled it out and wiggled his hot wet finger over my swollen clit.
“Oh yes,” I said.
“Lean back against me,” he commanded.
I leaned against him with my back to his chest and he lifted my legs and spread them so they were over his. My body was open and exposed to him, pulsating and wet because of him. I moved my fingers over my thigh and to my aching pussy, needing release.
“No. Not until I say. I’m the big brother here remember? I’m in charge.”
I nodded, liking this demanding Connor and how kinky he was calling himself my brother.
I straightened out my legs and leaned forward just enough to make my ass gently brush his chest. Unexpectedly, he smacked my butt hard.
“Hey! That hurt,” I said.
“I didn’t tell you to do that, did I?”
I shook my head.
“Go to your room,” he said.
I stared at him blankly.
“Are you serious?” I asked.
“You don’t know what you’re getting into,” he said.
He stood up and zipped up his jeans and picked up his drink like nothing had happened. I felt so embarrassed I just wanted to get away from him.
I ran up the stairs to my room my face flush with anger and confusion. How dare he do that to me. As I opened a drawer to grab a t-shirt, Connor appeared in my doorway.
“What do you want?” I asked angrily.
He stepped into the room and quickly crossed over to me. Cupping my face with his hands, our eyes met before his mouth closed over mine. As his kiss deepened, I pulled him closer to me, feeling his strong body against mine.
Connor lifted me up and carried me to the bed. As we kissed, he unbuttoned his jeans and I helped push them off. He pulled me close as he laid on the bed and lifted my leg to his hip.
“Are you on the pill?” he asked.
“Yes,” I whispered.
Tilting his hips, he thrusted his cock inside me. My body answered each pump of his hips. My body tingled with excitement and I clutched at his strong shoulders as he lifted my legs up further and moved deeper inside me.
As my body began to quiver, he rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him. With his hands gripping my ass, he drove his cock into me, until he slowed and moved hips so my clit rubbed against his shaft before he slipped into me again.
I closed my eyes as I moaned, then felt his fingers rubbing against my swollen clit. My breathing came unsteadily and the room began to spin.
“Oh, God, I’m going to cum,” I gasped.
As my orgasm consumed me, he groaned and thrusted hard into me. His cock released into me as my pussy throbbed around him.
He held me close, stroking my hair, and kissed my forehead before he got up. When he came back he handed me a warm washcloth.
“Take care of that pussy,” he said with a smile. “Remember it’s mine.”
Hours later I woke and found myself alone. I pulled on an oversized t-shirt and a pair of sexy panties and went downstairs hoping that Connor was still there. The sun was rising as I made my way back to the family room where Connor and I were earlier. Through the glass doors in the backyard, I saw Connor. He was seated on a cushioned chair looking at the surrounding trees.
As I slid the glass door open, he turned towards me and smiled as his eyes slowly traveled down my body, then back up again.
“We need to talk,” he said.
“Sure, what about?”
“You owe me, remember?” he said with a grin.
“But I thought last night…”
“No, that was just fun. That’s not what I want, but I hope to do that again.”
He smiled and I walked on the flagstone patio over to him. The sun was beginning to peek through the thick trees surrounding the property, casting a soft orange glow against the windows of the house.
“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately,” he said.
“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking too,” I said as I stood in front of him. “Did you really mean those things you said last night?”
“You have no idea how many times I’ve thought about how sexy you’d look naked,” he said, his voice husky as he moved to the edge of his seat. “My imagination didn’t do you justice though.”
He pulled me towards him, his hands hot through the thin fabric of my t-shirt. After kissing my chin softly, his lips moved to my neck where he sucked and kissed as my core started throbbing.
Standing to the side of his long outstretched legs, I couldn’t help but think about how badly I wanted to see what was hidden in his pants again. I reached for the front of his jeans, my fingers sliding over the material feeling his hardened member underneath.
I made quick work of opening his pants. Feeling like a kid at Christmas, I bit my lip as I unwrapped his large member from the confines of his jeans. Connor’s fingers wrapped around the edge of my shirt.
“No, not yet,” I said as my fingers moved over his stiff manhood.
Connor leaned back into the chair as I wrapped my hand around him and slowly stroked up and over his meaty head, a little wet with pre-cum. Needing to taste him I lowered my mouth and ran my tongue along his shaft, repeating the journey my hand had been on.
As I reached the tip, I flicked my tongue over the opening, tasting a salty sweet drop before sliding him into my mouth. Connor groaned and dug his fingers int
o my fleshy hips. Finding the bows that tied my panties on, he pulled at them both and let my panties drop to the ground.
Bent over with my legs spread and no panties on, I felt more naked than I did last night. I slowly lowered my mouth further down him, his cock filling my mouth as I felt his hand follow the curve of my ass down as his thick fingers neared my slick folds.
I slid him out of my mouth again and looked up at Connor as I teased his head with my tongue. His fingertips slid over my wetness then between my lower lips. I had a hard time focusing on what I was doing when two of his fingers grazed my clit, causing me to jump slightly.
I couldn’t help it. My nerves were raw and sensitive after all his teasing last night. Now my body tingled and throbbed even more with heightened sensitivity. He lifted my chin and pulled me closer to straddled him, placing my knees on the chair on either side of his hips.
“Are you sore?” he asked.
I nodded. “A little.”
“Then just this time I’ll let you be in charge.”
Giving me his crooked, mischievous smile, he slipped his hands under my t-shirt and caressed my hips as I positioned myself over his rod. As I pressed his tip to my entrance, I had to control myself. I wanted to feel him inside me so badly again.
Gasping as I slowly lowered myself onto his thick cock, my core began throbbing intensely, pulsing up my spine. Connor placed his hands firmly on my hips.
We moved slowly at first. Enjoying the feel of each other’s bodies. I leaned down to kiss him and our tongues hungrily explored each other’s mouths as his hands took over the pace of my hips.
Thrusting faster, his fingers digging pleasurably into my skin, I ripped open his shirt. As I pushed his shirt down past his strong shoulders, I kissed the muscle that flexed as his hands pulled my body onto him.
Shifting my body a little, his cock began stroking my g-spot, sending shivers up my spine. As I let out a soft moan, Connor slowed down letting the throbbing sensation in my pussy build.
He lifted my shirt off me and tossed it onto the ground. The he kissed along my shoulders and down to my breasts. His warm tongue passed over my nipples, drawing circles, before he blew cool air onto them. The combination of him and the chilly morning air made them even harder. I sighed with pleasure as he relieved them by sucking slowly.
My body trembled as the pressure in me reached its climax. Gasping for breath, I clutched tightly onto Connor as my hips thrust onto him a couple more times before I let go and felt goose bumps run up my back and into my hair.
Feeling my body tremble and tighten around him, Connor let out a growl before erupting inside me. With my body spent, he slid my hips back and forth as he came. I felt so sensitive there, but it felt so good I didn’t want him to stop. Biting his shoulder, I waited for the tingling sensation to slow before I collapsed against him, both of us out of breath.
Connor stroked my back softly as I laid on top of him with the sun rising in the distance.
“You’re a gorgeous woman, April. I know you think everyone thinks you’re a fuck up, but I never thought that. I always knew you were more complex than people gave you credit for. I just couldn’t say anything before because you’re my step sister. I didn’t know what you’d think, but whenever I saw you I thought about the things I wanted to do to you.”
Blood rushed to my cheeks, making them burn as I imagined the other things he could do to me. Being with Connor was different than any other man I had been with. The way he looked at me I thought he was going to devour me. I needed him to ravage me. I wanted him to do whatever he wanted with me.
As our lips met once again, Connor stood up holding onto me with my legs now wrapped around him. I felt his cock underneath me begin to harden and I giggled.
He carried me up to my bedroom and we laid down on the bed. His lips moved to my neck and I shivered waiting for where he would go next. My body was exhausted but I didn’t want him to stop.
As I laid on the bed, he spread my legs as his lips traveled up my inner thigh. His fingers touched my womanhood before the warmth of his tongue swirled over my clit.
I clutched the pillow over my head as I cried out with pleasure. My hips moved in time with his mouth, but my mind was still thinking about what Connor said before about my owing him still.
What did I owe him? What did he want?
As his fingers thrusted inside me, he closed his lips over my nub. My orgasm shot through me and left my body vibrating under his lips.
I knew whatever he wanted, whatever I owed him, I was willing to do as long as we could keep having sex.
Laying in his arms, I looked up at our eyes met again. His hands gently caressed me, keeping my mind on sex, but I had to know.
“Connor? I need to know. What do I owe you?”
“I’m not sure you’re ready for it,” he said.
“You keep saying I owe you and I do. You really helped me out last night. Tell me what it is.”
“Like I was saying earlier, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. I want a baby.”
“A baby? I guess that’s nice, but what does that have to do with anything?”
“I want one now. You’ll need to come off the pill.”
“Wait, what?”
“Listen, I look at people and I can’t imagine anything better than seeing the world through the eyes of my own child. I’m ready for this. I have a great career and I don’t want to be too old when I have a child. I’ve told you how my friends talked about you. You wouldn’t believe the number of times I’ve almost gotten into fights because of you. Last night shows you how much we belong together.”
“But a baby? Don’t you think that’s rushing it?”
“They’re two different things, April,” he said. “I want a baby. And I want you. I love you. I always have.”
I stared at him, dumbstruck. Somehow everything made sense to me. I wanted to say yes, but I couldn’t speak.
“You don’t have to answer me now. I know this is a big deal,” he said. “Just think about it.”
The phone ringing in the kitchen woke me from a deep sleep. I must have fallen asleep and I looked around wondering where Connor was. Pulling on last night’s sweatpants, I ran to answer the phone and discovered Connor had already picked it up.
“Hi Dad,” he said into the phone. “No, I was just checking up on April. She hasn’t been any trouble at all. Don’t worry about anything here, just enjoy your trip. I’ll be a good big brother and make sure April behaves herself. Maybe I’ll even stay the night.” He said with a crooked smile as he looked at me.
I shook my head smiling as I thought about what happened between us. If Connor really was going to spend the night I’d never get any sleep, but I couldn’t care less. It was worth it.
As he hung up the phone, he kissed my forehead.
“What do you want to do today?” he asked. “It’s Saturday, so you have me for the whole weekend.”
“I was thinking about what you asked me about earlier. I know you said I owe you, but you really don’t mean that, right?”
He laughed.
“No, I’m not that much of a psycho. I’m not going to force you into having a baby. But honestly, I can’t imagine a better way of telling the world you’re mine than having you pregnant.”
I walked out of the kitchen and came back with my birth control pills. With Connor watching, I opened the garbage bin and tossed the pills in.
“Let’s make a baby,” I said.
The End
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