Romance: Stepbrother On Top

by A. Valentine

  “Oh gosh, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”

  “No, no, it’s fine,” Anna insisted.

  She understood that things must have been terribly tough for him losing a wife he was obviously so in love with. He wasn’t going to just get over her immediately. She hadn’t expected him to just forget about Sarah…but she had hoped that he would be a little more emotionally healed than this if he was thinking about getting into another relationship. Was he even ready to get married to someone else? To make that commitment?

  As doubts and concerns started to nag at her brain, she tried to push them to one side and just concentrate on the moment. She’d been enjoying herself so much before that, and Carl had said something really sweet to her. Perhaps she’d be best to just focus on that. He’d said it wouldn’t be hard for him to fall for her. That was definitely a positive considering he still wasn’t over his last wife.

  She could see the worried look on his face now and she didn’t want to stress him out any more than necessary, so she leaned in and pressed their lips together in a gentle kiss, placing both her palms on his cheeks.

  He gave a soft gasp and relented, both their eyes closing at the same time as they began their previous make out session all over again, that single kiss soon turning into more as they moaned and gasped against each other’s mouths.

  This time, Anna tried something a little different.

  After they’d been kissing solidly for a couple of minutes, she broke away, not to stop the kiss completely, but to move her attentions elsewhere. She began at his jaw and then went further south to his neck, her lips brushing at the flesh, kissing and sucking and nipping at his skin wherever she could find it.

  She could taste hints of his aftershave on her lips now as she mouthed at his neck, and she’d obviously found something of a sweet spot because he let out the most exquisite moan and tossed his head to one side, exposing more of his neck for her like a vampire’s victim relenting to the bite.

  “Ohhh baby,” he gasped out softly.

  His words sent a shiver through her spine. It was the first time he’d ever called her any kind of pet name. Although ‘baby’ wasn’t exactly the most original, it totally worked for her and was a very good start. That was what she wanted…to be his baby, and his alone.

  “Mm,” she murmured back against his skin and sucked more of it up between her lips, applying some pressure, knowing it would leave a mark there.

  Her right arm made a move to slide around his waist, accidentally brushing over his crotch at the same time, with her attentions on his neck and not really looking where she was going. She was glad that it did though. Not only did he let out another beautiful sounding moan, but she felt for herself what an effect all this kissing was having on him.

  She was glad she wasn’t the only one who’d been getting turned on.

  There was quite the massive erection forming inside those tight pants of his and obviously bursting to get out.

  She gasped and pulled back slightly, panting.

  “Wow…”

  “What?” He smiled and looked at her through half lidded eyes.

  “You’re…” She blushed and glanced down at his groin.

  His eyes followed hers and then joined in with her blushes. “Yeah uhh…sorry…”

  “No, don’t be sorry,” she laughed lightly. “It’s a compliment. It means I’m doing something right.”

  “You definitely are.”

  “Must be pretty uncomfortable down there…” Anna raised an eyebrow.

  “That’s one way of putting it.”

  “Bet you wouldn’t say no to someone helping you out…” She could be pretty flirtatious when he wanted to be. She didn’t know where all this sudden burst of confidence had come from, but Carl seemed to bring it out in her. She felt relaxed around him and comfortable, and that made all the difference. When she was in the right environment she could come out of her shell and realize her true potential.

  Carl’s eyes sparkled and he shook his head a little, smiling. “What guy in their right mind would? Especially if that someone…was a very beautiful young woman…” He slid his arm around her waist and gave her a squeeze, pulling her towards him even closer. She swung one leg over both of his and then twizzled around and sat up on top of him.

  He smiled and placed his hands on her waist, looking up at her. “Well?”

  Anna bit her lip, her heart fluttering a little, some of her nervousness starting to come back. It had been such a long time since she’d done anything like this. She hoped she’d be OK at it.

  She watched his face for his reaction, then began to grind her hips and her ass down on his clothed erection a little, just teasingly at first.

  Carl let out a quiet moan and half closed his eyes, squeezing her waist. “Mm…”

  She licked her bottom lip slightly then slowly slid herself down between his legs and off his lap, her knees hitting the soft rug and legs and feet tucking out behind her just underneath the coffee table, comfortably so.

  Carl spread his legs to accommodate her, lifting his head up and looking down at her with a slightly raised eyebrow and a questioning expression.

  Anna wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting when she offered to help him out, but she’d always had a blowjob in mind. It had been a long time since she’d had a penis in her mouth and occasionally, when she was alone in her small apartment tucked up in bed and touching herself, she imagined it, visualized it perfectly and it made her so wet that the orgasms flowed quickly and freely. She wasn’t exactly sure why, but she’d always enjoyed the sensation and feeling of having a cock in her mouth.

  As with all her last sexual experiences, it had been a long while since she’d done it, but she’d always been told by the guys she’d been with that she gave a very excellent blowjob, and now she was hoping to test those skills out again on Carl.

  She reached up with both hands, stretching out her fingers and undoing the button on his pants, then very slowly, teasingly, undoing the zip, taking her time and making him wait for it. She was beginning to enjoy this already, especially when she saw the expression on his face; the way he was biting down on his lip and frowning slightly, the almost pained look of eagerness and anticipation. She wanted to make him frustrated and even harder than he was already.

  He moved his own hands to help her with the zip, and then dug one into his pants to get himself out, obviously wanting to speed the whole process along. She grabbed his wrists and pushed them away, looking up at him and tutting.

  “Mr. Impatient…” She chastised him gently.

  He smirked and rested his hands by his sides again. “OK fine. You’re in charge.”

  “Good. Lift your pretty ass up, handsome.”

  Carl dutifully raised his butt up off the couch and she dug her fingers into the waistband of his boxers, dragging them down along with his pants, stripping him off both and watching with a little gasp as his rock hard eight inch length bounced out.

  It was definitely bigger than she’d expected; thick, long and perfectly shaped, with a large, bulbous bell end that was already leaking slightly from his slit.

  She tugged his pants all the way down to his feet then kneeled on them to keep them in place, still in between his legs.

  Then she sat up a bit and placed both her hands on his thighs, looking at the challenge that lay before her, then up into Carl’s eyes a moment.

  He reached one hand down and pushed it gently through her hair. “Please,” he murmured.

  She nodded and bent her head forward, beginning with the glistening pre-cum that was shining on the tip, like an inviting tasty morsel just waiting to be gobbled up. She opened her mouth and her tongue came out, running flat over the surface and lapping up the small amount of juice straight away.

  Carl gasped in pleasure, and his cock gave a small involuntary twitch, jumping to the left slightly as she made contact with her tongue. He ran his hand through her hair again and she looked up at him, making eye
contact as he leaned in again and this time captured the entire tip between her lips, closing her mouth around him.

  “Anna, oh God…”

  Encouraged by his reactions, she carried on, wrapping her right hand around the base of his cock to keep it steady, then starting to suck a little on the tip. Her cheeks hollowed out as she applied some pressure and Carl’s moans provided the perfect soundtrack to the next ten minutes of stimulation she was giving him.

  She slowly started to lower herself onto him, going beyond the tip, taking more and more of him into her mouth, inch by inch.

  She went as far as she could go, until the tip of his erection was touching the back of her throat and causing her to retch and gag slightly. She knew she could take him in deeper once she got going a bit more, but she stopped there for the time being so she could warm up and get them both in the zone, although by the sounds of things, Carl was already there.

  By this point he had swirled her hair around his fingers and was tugging on it slightly, gasping and breathless as he moaned out her name. Perhaps his last wife hadn’t liked giving blowjobs. Some women didn’t.

  Once she had a good three or four inches of him in her mouth and the base covered with her hand, she began to stimulate him with her tongue.

  She flattened it out against the side of his length, then started to swish it back and forth a little. That got an even greater reaction, as did her next move – starting to actually bob up and down around the cock. It slid easily in and out of her mouth, now lubricated nicely with her spit. She swished and swirled her tongue back and forth at the same time as applying pressure with her lips.

  Carl tugged on her hair some more and his moans got louder. She felt him give a little twitch in his thighs and he almost bucked her hips into her mouth, so she pressed down with her palms to keep him steady and still, wanting to remain in control for a little while longer before she allowed him to go mad with her.

  She twisted her hand around, manipulating and pleasuring that bottom part of his shaft at the same time as blowing him, and her other hand came up to cup his balls and massage them gently, ensuring that he got pleasure from all angles.

  Anna closed her eyes and moaned softly around his length, her lips vibrating and sending tingles right through him, eliciting another gasp. She was starting to enjoy this a lot. The taste and size of him in her mouth was even better than she’d been hoping for, and she was already looking forward to getting his sweet load right down her throat.

  Now that her throat was starting to relax, she knew she could take more of him in, so she moved a couple of fingers away from his base to reveal his extra inches, and began to bob up and down with renewed enthusiasm, loosening off the grip with her lips and just letting him slide right down the back of her throat.

  At first, she gagged and choked. Her eyes began to water and drip down her cheeks, and she was making some obscene noises as he slipped in and out, but she could take it, and she enjoyed it, especially when her throat bulged with his length and she could feel him hit and bruise her, knowing that it would probably hurt to swallow for a couple of hours afterwards.

  Carl’s moans got louder and louder; and his physical reactions more difficult to manage. He twisted her hair around and pulled on it, and his other hand squeezed her shoulder, his fingers digging in a little and his hips starting to wriggle and want to move again. This time, she didn’t push back down on his thighs and she didn’t force him to stay still.

  She stopped what she was doing and looked up at him with wide, watering eyes, barely able to see through the tears.

  Then she removed her hands from his thighs and placed them behind her back like an obedient submissive, giving him a small nod of her head, anticipating what he would do next.

  “Oh God, Anna,” he groaned and grabbed the back of her head with both hands, holding her in place as he began to buck up furiously into her mouth.

  She gave him the full control at that point, her eyes half closing and her head kept still by his tight grip as he ploughed into her again and again, her cheeks hollowing out and her jaw slackening and loosening off so that he could easily pound into her throat.

  Her sloppy choking sounds filled the room and her eyes streamed again.

  Her hands were behind her back but she brought them round to the front now and quickly undid her own pants, pushing one hand inside her panties and beginning to touch herself in time to the thrusts he was making in her mouth, knowing that she wouldn’t last very long at all once she started.

  She was already soaking wet down there and would definitely need a change of panties after this, but it seemed that Carl wasn’t going to last for much longer either. After giving a few gasping moans of pleasure, his face twisted up and he gave a final cry as he slammed into her mouth all the way, his balls hitting her chin as he ejaculated down her throat. He was so far down by that point, filling her up so completely, that she didn’t even taste him as he emptied himself. It simply slid right down and, as he pulled back a couple of inches to allow her to breathe, she was able to swallow and get the rest of it as he continued to empty out his entire load.

  She got the tingly aftertaste on her tongue and a few last drips that were attached to the tip of his member as he pulled out, and she lapped them up eagerly, swallowing them all down along with the rest of it.

  Meanwhile, her two fingers were going ten to the dozen down below, and blurring over her clit as fast as possible, soon bringing herself to a climax too merely a few seconds after Carl’s.

  Her mouth still filled with him, she moaned around him and twitched a little, her body trembling with pleasure as she slowly pulled back and released him from her mouth, panting and shivering from her own climax as well as the satisfaction that came with having sucked his bone clean dry.

  “Oh my word, Anna, that…. that was…. ah…” Carl could barely form a sentence as he slowly released his tight grip on her head and gently ran his fingers through her hair. “Incredible.”

  “Thank you,” she smiled, blushing a little.

  “Come here…let me…let me help you up…” He reached down and tucked his hands under her shoulders, pulling her up off the floor and into his lap, wrapping his arms right around her and giving her a tight but tender hug.

  Chapter Seven

  The two of them sat like that for the next five minutes, just curled up in each other’s embrace until finally they found it in themselves to move, mustering up enough energy to get up off the couch.

  Carl pulled his pants back up and tucked himself away, then took hold of her hand and led her through to the kitchen so they could choose something to eat. It was way past dinner time and they were both ravenous after their unplanned sex session.

  They took a bunch of ingredients out of the fridge and set them down on the counter, then Anna sat at the breakfast bar and watched Carl cook, while they talked about Jason and how Carl wanted him to be brought up.

  “I want to send him to a good school…”

  “You’ve been thinking about schools already? Wow.”

  “Yeah well, you’ve got to these days. It all depends on where you live, y’know? You can only get into certain schools if you live in certain areas, like, near enough to that school for it to be considered your local.”

  Anna nodded. “Yeah, I guess so. Would you consider moving house then? Just to get him into the right school, I mean?”

  “I would do, yeah,” he nodded and flipped some chicken around in the pan as it fried and sizzled gently. “To be honest, I’d consider moving from here anyway, regardless of schools. I mean, this place has a lot of memories…not all good ones…”

  “Because of Sarah…” Anna mumbled hesitantly, not knowing how much Carl wanted to talk about her. She was intrigued to know more about their relationship, about what had happened, but she didn’t want to push him or drag up any old memories that would upset him.

  “Yeah. I mean, this was where she died…y’know…right here in this house.”

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p; “Oh gosh. That must be so hard, I’m sorry. To carry on living here and see it every day.”

  “Yeah…” Carl frowned and then concentrated on his cooking for a while, the conversation falling silent until he spoke up again a few moments later. “I’m just glad it happened before Jason got older, y’know? When he was still a kid and too young to remember. If he’d seen something like that…if he’d have been the one to find her, and he’d remembered it, it would have scarred him for life.”

  Now Anna was even more intrigued and she wasn’t sure how much longer she could last without knowing the truth. “How…how did she die?” she asked, very quietly, then quickly added, “If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s totally OK, by the way.”

  “No, it’s fine,” Carl shook his head and turned to look at her. “I’m going to have to tell you at some point so…it might as well be now seeing as we’re on the subject. She uh…Sarah had a lot of problems. She was…well…essentially she was a drug addict. She was a casual user when I met her and that was fine, but it started getting worse and it turned into a problem. I thought it would stop after Jason was born, but it didn’t. I still loved her though…I loved her with all my heart and I was fully willing to stand by her and support her and ….” He cut himself short and then frowned. “Sorry. This is getting completely off topic. You asked me how she died, not for some long sob story.”

  “Oh gosh no, please, carry on, sob away, really,” she insisted with a gentle smile. “I’m sure it’s all relevant. Was…was it drugs?”

  He nodded and sniffed a little, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand. “Yeah, it was a kind of more than that though. She’d gotten herself into financial trouble with a dealer. I didn’t even know about it. She’d hid it from me. But then, when I came home…when I found her…she was all beat up, almost beyond recognition…her face was all swollen and bruised and…yeah it was uh…pretty disturbing to say the least. I thought she’d been beaten to death. I thought that was how she’d died, but it turned out it was a drugs overdose on whatever cocktail she’d been taking. She was on all kinds by that point apparently, once again, the half of which I didn’t even know about. I felt like such a bad husband. She’d been keeping so much from me and I’d just been living my life oblivious. I didn’t realize how bad it had gotten.”