I was starting to feel lightheaded from all the kissing, and slowly pulled my head away from Adam. I opened my eyes and looked up, meeting his big, beautiful brown eyes. They were looking down at me with a mixture of arousal, surprise and happiness—pretty much how I felt on the inside, too.
“Wow,” I grinned at him. “I can’t believe we just did that.”
When I looked over his shoulder, I could see Jack standing at the foot of the stairs. He was wearing a pair of comfortable slacks and a loose t–shirt, and his hair was still wet and spiky from the shower. He was staring at me, but he didn’t seem angry.
“Oh my God!” I blurted out and jumped back from Adam. “Jack! I… I didn’t hear you come downstairs.”
“Are you training my stepdaughter now too, Adam?” He asked with a chuckle. “I have to admit, I’m not familiar with that move…”
Surprised, Adam spun around and met my stepfather’s eyes. “It’s not in the textbook,” He admitted with a grin.
“I leave for just five minutes…” Jack shook his head and plopped himself down on the sofa with a smile.
“It’s not what it looks like!” I said quickly.
“Oh, spare me,” Jack scoffed. “It’s exactly what it looks like. If I’d come downstairs five minutes later, God knows what you two would have been doing… But that’s alright. It happens. I’m not judging.”
While he was talking, he took a bottle of water in his hand and started unscrewing the cork. I stared back at him, dumfounded, trying to figure out his reaction. “You mean… you’re not mad?” I asked finally.
“Of course I’m not mad!” Jack grinned. Leaning back into the sofa, he crossed his legs and started emptying his water bottle into his mouth. “Well, don’t mind me,” He said between gulps. “Do continue.”
I couldn’t believe Jack’s reaction. Here was I, his stepdaughter, full on making out with one of his closest friends, and he wasn’t even slightly upset? It seemed… strange, to be honest. It was almost like he enjoyed watching us. Or maybe he just enjoys watching me, I realized.
“Well…” I turned my head up and looked at Adam. “In that case… where were we?”
“Do you want to get back to training?” He winked at me. “Maybe there’s a specific body part you’d like to work on?”
“Oh, I know a body part I’d like to work on,” I giggled. “But it’s not one of mine…”
“Oh yeah?” Adam snickered and took a step closer towards me. I could smell his delicious breath again, and feel its heat against my cheek. “And which body part is that?”
I let my hands feel his muscular chest and torso through the fabric of his shirt, slowly moving down across his body. I stopped at the seam of his college pants and slipped my hands inside, stroking the outside of his thighs. Adam took a deep breath and held it, not stopping me even when I started pulling his pants down over his hips. They fell down to the floor, revealing his hairy thighs and the massive, throbbing bulge in his black boxers.
I put my hand over his cock and rubbed it through his boxers, and Adam finally exhaled. “I think I know which body part you mean,” He said with a gasp. “I don’t know many exercises for that…”
“Then I guess I’ll have to improvise,” I said and smiled up at him.
My fingers grabbed his boxers and pulled them down over his hips to reveal his stiff cock. It was lengthy and fat, so fat that I struggled to wrap my fingers around it. I fell to my knees and started to stroke his cock up and down, feeling it swell and throb against the palm of my hand.
“How’s my technique?” I asked.
“Terrific,” Adam answered. “I can tell you’ve been practicing before.”
I shot a quick glance at my stepfather before answering. He was still sitting in the sofa, his arms spread over the backrest and sporting an obvious erection. “I might have.” I said and turned my gaze back up at Adam. “Wouldn’t you rather go somewhere more comfortable?” I added, nodding towards the free seat next to my stepfather.
“Good idea,” Adam said.
He pulled me up to my feet and stepped out of his pants, leaving his boxers around his thighs as he walked over to the sofa and sat down. I followed him and got down on my knees between his spread legs, placing my head right in front of his hard cock. “Comfortable?” I asked and wrapped my hand around his cock again.
“I sure am now,” Adam answered with a grin.
My hand gripped his foreskin tightly and pulled it down, revealing the pink, glistening tip of his cock. I opened my mouth and licked my lips before leaning forward and taking him in my mouth and sucking down, causing him to let out a pleasurable moan. I can’t believe I’m sucking Adam’s cock right in front of my stepfather, I thought and glanced up at Jack again. I wanted him to join, too, but I wasn’t sure how to ask him… Soon, he noticed that I was watching him and opened his mouth to speak.
“What do you keep looking at me for?” He asked and cocked his head. “Not having fun?”
I pulled my head back, causing Adam’s cock to slip out of my mouth. “I am,” I said. “But… It feels kind of odd that you’re just sitting there while Adam and I are getting it on.”
“Do you want me to leave?”
“No!” I blurted out. “No, that’s not what I want at all. Actually… I was thinking the opposite.” I got up from my knees and looked at Adam with a grin. “Don’t worry, I’ll get back to you,” I said and climbed into my stepfather’s lap.
I could feel his erection between my thighs, rubbing against my wet pussy and causing my panties to become stained.
“Oh, I see…” Jack said and smirked at me.
He lifted his hands up and placed them on my waist, gripping my top and slowly pulling it up over my head. I wasn’t wearing anything but a black bra underneath, so I felt very naked and exposed without my top on. While Jack was removing my shirt, Adam had gotten out of the sofa and walked up behind me. His hands quickly opened the clasp on my bra and let it fall down onto my lap, revealing my breasts and perky nipples.
Adam took my chin in his hand and turned my head to the side before leaning his head down and pressing his lips against mine, forcing mine apart so that his tongue could penetrate into my mouth. While we were kissing, Jack’s fingers opened the button on my jeans and pulled the zipper down. I forced myself to pull away from Adam’s kiss and stood up so Jack could pull my jeans down the rest of the way. Then he pulled me back down into his lap, only this time I was facing away from him and looking up at Adam.
I could feel Jack’s hard cock between my thighs, throbbing and pulsating against my skin. Slipping his hand into my panties, Jack’s fingers penetrated my folds and felt just how wet I was. “Mmm,” He grunted. “God, you’re wet…”
I felt myself ache and throb for Jack’s cock to penetrate me—to spread my pussy wide open and fuck me hard, fast and without protection. He was already pulling down his pants and underwear to reveal his long, fat cock and press it against my skin. Lifting myself up with one hand, I pushed my panties aside with the other and slowly lowered myself down onto Jack’s massive cock. Oh my god, I thought and bit my lower lip. I can’t believe I’m about to fuck my stepfather!
His thick, fat cock stretched me open and made me moan loudly, my hands gripping his legs forcefully. The way I was positioned—sitting on top of him, with the weight of my body pressing me down onto his cock—made him slip into me fast and hard, leaving no time for hesitation. I cried out when his cock rammed against my inner wall, and he wasn’t even all the way inside of me yet. Slowly, he started to thrust. His cock slipped in and out of me, pushing further and further inside of me with each push.
“Oh Jack,” I groaned. “Fuck me, you’re so big!”
“I know, babe,” He grunted back. “You’re so tight I feel like I’m going to cum already.”
Jack grabbed my thighs and held them down, pinning me down against his lap while thrusting his cock hard and fast into me. I looked up and met Adam’s expectant eyes, and he
took a step towards me. “I haven’t forgotten about you either,” I said and bit my lip. “I’m going to make both of you come, even if it takes me all night!”
“It won’t,” Adam grinned. “You got me pretty close already earlier…”
I wrapped my fingers around the base of his shaft and pulled his foreskin down before taking the rest of his cock in my mouth, hungrily and eagerly sucking on it. Meanwhile, my tongue rolled around the tip of his cock and explored the little bumps and curves of his large cock until he groaned.
“Fuck, you’re so good at this,” Adam groaned and placed his hands on my head, gripping a handful of my hair and holding it tight.
I was getting close to an orgasm as well. I could feel my pussy throb and clench tightly around Jack’s cock, making him grunt and thrust harder and faster into me. Each thrust of his hips brought me closer and closer to the peak, and I could already feel waves of pleasure wash throughout my body and making my legs shiver.
“I’m gonna cum,” Jack grunted into my ear. “S–Sophie… fuck…”
“Cum inside of me,” I moaned and started to move myself up and down in rhythm with his hips. I didn’t want it to end yet—not now that I was so close. My whole body was vibrating with pleasure so intense that I didn’t dare to breathe. “Fill me with your cum, Jack!” I almost screamed.
Jack thrusted into me one last, hard time, his hands shivering as they gripped my hips. His cock swell and exploded inside of me, shooting burst after massive burst of warm, fertile goo deep into my channel. It coated my inner walls and filled every crevice, and it didn’t take long for it to start seeping out around his cock and dripping onto his lap.
The swelling of his cock was enough to push me over the edge, and over the edge I went. My body went numb and for a moment I felt as if I was flying, with my mind focused completely on the waves of pleasure that were radiating throughout my body. I could feel it in my toes and fingers, but most of all I could feel it in my pussy. My muscles tensed up and clenched tightly around Jack’s cock, hugging and milking him of his semen as he slowly thrusted into me a few last, tired times.
When the waves of pleasure slowly subsided into a dull, pleasant numbing feeling, Adam gripped my hair tighter and started thrusting into my mouth. He was breathing heavily—practically panting into my ear—and his cock felt hard and swollen against my lips. Despite being exhausted myself, I sucked my lips down tighter around his cock and kept sucking him, determined to make him cum even if it was the last thing I did.
“Mmm, Sophie,” He grunted. “I’m so… fucking… close!”
I could feel the taste of salt on my tongue, and a few seconds later his cock erupted and started spilling semen into me. Adam pressed his cock forward, almost making me gag, and spilled his seed directly down my throat. Feeling my throat ache as it filled up, I swallowed quickly several times while Adam moved cock back and forth until he was completely empty. I pulled my head back, still with my lips tightly around his cock, and sucked the last drips of cum out of him before removing my lips.
“Wow,” I mumbled and collapsed to the side, causing Jack’s softening cock to slip out of me. I could feel his sperm slowly drip out of me and stain the sofa, but I was too exhausted to care. Fucking and sucking two men at the same time had completely drained my energy.
Jack leaned onto the arm rest with his eyes closed, breathing deep, heavy breaths. “Now that was something,” He said and chuckled quietly. “I sure am going to sleep well tonight!”
Adam stuck a water bottle into my hand and gave another to my stepfather. “It’s important to rehydrate after strenuous activity!” He reminded us and opened his own bottle. “I don’t want you two getting dehydrated.”
I thirstily unscrewed the cap of my own bottle and drank it all in one go, feeling my energy slowly returning. It was the best water I had ever tasted—or maybe I was just really thirsty. Now that’s some exercise that I can get used to! I thought and smiled to myself.
* * *
Taken Hard in the Jungle
“Aren’t there jaguars in the jungle?” A frightened tourist woman asked. She was wearing a pair of flip flops and jeans, and I could immediately tell that she wouldn’t make it through the 4 hour hike that we’d arrived for.
“No,” The tour guide smiled and shook his head. “I mean yes, technically… but they usually don’t come near people. I assure you, you’ll be perfectly safe with me. I’ve read every book about this jungle!”
The jungle tour guide was tall and lanky, and he didn’t look like he could protect us from anything. The skinny legs that stuck out of his cameo–pattern shorts were pale, and it looked like he hadn’t been in the sun in months—which was strange, considering how near the equator we were. Even my legs are more tanned than that, I thought and glanced down at my shaved, golden brown legs.
“Now I’ll be collecting payments, please have your wallets ready to speed up the process…” The guide continued and reached down to open the fanny pack around his waist. “The price of the season is 100$ per person, which includes a spam sandwich, a juice box and your very own free fanny pack!”
“100$ per person?!” My stepfather muttered quietly next to me. “That’s outrageous, what a rip off!”
“Ooh, free fanny pack!” The frightened woman wearing flip flops said eagerly. “Honey, did you hear that? It’s free!”
“Come on,” I said and tugged at my stepfather’s gray sleeve. “Let’s go explore on our own. We don’t need a guide.”
“You’re right,” Shaun said and smiled down at me. His green eyes glimmered in the bright sun, sparkling like tiny diamonds. “I don’t trust that dude. He looked like a typical tourist scammer…” He added while we walked away.
“Yeah,” I agreed. “Should we go back and as mom one more time?”
Shaun took a deep, long breath. “No, I don’t think we need to. She was pretty clear about not wanting to adventure anymore this week. Let’s just give her some time to herself and maybe she’ll feel better tomorrow.”
“Maybe…” I mumbled.
I doubt it, I thought quietly to myself. My mother wasn’t exactly the adventurous type, unlike Shaun. She’d been excited about travelling when we were still in the planning stage, but now that reality had set in, she just wanted to stay in the hotel room and watch TV while eating room service food. Every outing with her had been a pain so far—she was always hungry, uncomfortable or warm and she did nothing but complain—so it was nice to do something without her for a change.
“That’s alright, isn’t it?” Shaun smiled down at me. “We’ll get to have some fun father, daughter bonding!”
“Totally,” I giggled. I sure wouldn’t mind ‘bonding’ with him… I thought quietly and bit my bottom lip.
After walking a safe distance away from the tour group, Shaun and I stopped at a rickety wooden bridge that separated the “tourism mountain” from the jungle on the other side of the ravine. Underneath the bridge, there was a fast, roaring river that pushed aside anything that came into its path. I would hate to fall in there! I thought and suddenly felt anxious about crossing the simple, hand–built bridge…
Shaun removed his backpack and set it down on the ground between us, kneeling down to look inside it.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Getting our water bottles out,” Shaun said and gestured behind me.
I turned around and saw an old, wooden sign nailed to one of the massive trees that the bridge was connected to. Do not feed the animals, it read. Do not reach into your backpack when the monkeys can see you, or they will try to steal from you!
“The last thing I want is a damn monkey stealing our biscuits and leaving us with nothing to eat,” Shaun said and handed me my pink sports bottle. “You ready?” He added with an excited grin.
I nodded eagerly, my heart pounding in my chest. “I’m ready!”
“Great,” Shaun put his backpack back on and extended a big hand towards me. “Take my hand, Maya. I
don’t want you falling off before we even make it to the jungle… your mother would kill me.”
His arm, sticking out of the rolled–up sleeve of his long–sleeved shirt, was tanned and very hairy. He was built like a bear, and I felt much safer exploring with him than with the tour guide. I took Shaun’s hand and followed him out onto the bridge, which he led me across without a single doubt. I found myself clinging to his hand, and soon his arm as well, terrified to look down at the deafeningly loud river beneath us. If I did, I feared that I would become nauseated.
In the end, we made it across the bridge without any problems, and I realized that I’d been worrying for no reason. I let go of Shaun’s hand and looked around, taking in the extremely vibrant, green scenery. The air somehow felt fresher and cleaner already, and I felt the need to explore deeper into the jungle.
“There’s a path over here,” Shaun said and started walking into the woods, holding his hand up to push away the stray branches before they smacked him in the face.
“Do you think this is the path the tour guide was going to take us on?” I asked and followed him closely.
“Maybe,” Shaun shrugged. “It looks like it’s been used a lot, at least.”
We kept walking down the path for a while, enjoying the crisp, clean air and the beautiful sights. If you weren’t paying attention, you might think that you were all alone trekking in the jungle, but if you stop to look around you quickly notice that the forest is full of life. There were snakes slithering on the ground, tiny toads croaking in the far distance, and countless birds chirping high up in the trees. At one point, I even saw long–nosed tapir snuffling around in the woods, but it quickly run off when it saw us coming.
“Phew! It’s getting pretty hot, isn’t it?” Shaun mumbled after a moment. He stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead while taking a large sip from his water bottle. “You need to remember to drink, too.” He added.
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