by J. L. Ostle
I continue sucking and licking, her moans and squirms just making me want to suck harder. I enter two fingers, then three, and her body is shaking. I start doing a ‘come here’ movement with my finger and soon she yells out my name as her release hits, and I suck every last drop of her.
I kneel up, taking my shirt off, and when I look to her, her eyes are dazed then they change. I see pure lust. She kneels up and soon pushes me off the bed, making me fall on my back and she lands on top of me. Her mouth covers mine, kissing me with everything she has.
Her fingers go to my jeans, unzipping them and setting my cock free. I feel her lips go around me and she licks the head slowly, tasting me. Soon she starts to suck down inch after inch until I hit the back of her throat, causing me to groan out to her. She holds onto the base and starts rubbing up and down with the same rhythm as her mouth.
I grip onto her hair and she speeds up and I feel my dick twitch in her mouth. There is no way I am going to end all this by coming in her beautiful, sweet mouth. I pull her back and we just look at one another.
With one quick motion, we are kissing like this is our last time, because we know that it is. Her hands roam all over my body and I do the same to her. I want to remember every inch. Sear it into my memory.
“I need you inside me,” she breathes into my ear. I lay her back and I look down to her as I adjust my cock to her entrance, then I slowly enter her making us both moan into the room. “Harder, please. Harder,” she begs me.
I do. I fuck the hell out of her. I thrust in and out like a mad man. When she wraps her legs around me, I sit up, still inside of her, and start thrusting her up and down on my cock. She soon starts her own rhythm and I lean back on my hands as I watch her ride me, watching her when she screams out her orgasm. I lift her, taking her to the desk and place her on top of it.
I glide my dick back inside her and start thrusting again. I want to mark this room. I want her to always remember me.
I want her to know that deep down, she is mine.
Fucked up, I know.
I dig my fingers into her hips and use all my strength and energy to make her scream again. I want her to come all over my dick. I glide my hand between us and start rubbing her clit and soon she screams out again and after a few more thrusts, I growl out my own release.
I stay inside her, my forehead to hers.
I soon pull out, instantly missing her warmth. I see her juices covering my dick. I stand up and she looks so satisfied and she smiles at me.
Fuck I have missed that smile. I have hardly seen her smile in this house.
I see her spread her legs open and I watch as her hand glides down her body until her fingers go to her pussy. She uses her fingers to spread the juices we both created, seeing it glisten on her finger as she slowly takes it to her mouth and licks it clean.
My dick starts to come alive again.
What is she doing to me?
Her fingers go back to her folds and I watch as she starts fingering herself. Her eyes are dark and she bends one leg, spreading even wider and soon I am hard as a rock. I grab hold of my dick and start rubbing slowly, following her lead. When she starts to speed up, I do the same and soon we are panting, her head falling back. I can feel my release so close.
“Come on me,” she pleads. What did she say? “Please, Colin.” I walk over to her and I rub harder, her fingers rubbing her little nub and I groan out her name as I come all over her chest and stomach and she starts rubbing it all over before she screams out her next release.
I watch her and she looks up, her eyes still hooded. My come spread all over her. She once again spreads her legs and it’s like a beacon; my dick automatically just comes to life.
“Fuck me again, Colin.” Her voice has gone all husky. “Fuck me, please fuck me.” Her head falls back as she starts playing with her nipples. It’s like this girl is possessed by some nympho. I thrust inside her and she starts grinding against me. Her fingers go to my shoulders and when I start to speed up, her nails slowly start to scratch my back, making me arch into her. The pain mixed with pleasure is amazing. I can feel blood already start to drip down.
I grip her hair in my hands and pull her head back as I bite down on her breast, making sure I bite hard and she pulls my head further in. Asking for me to bite harder. We are like two different people; pulling hair, biting, scratching, nails digging into skin.
I push her to the wall, she pushes me back. We fuck on every surface available. It’s like we can’t get enough, and soon she screams out her release and not long after I join her and we lay on the floor. Slowly, the veil starts to lift and I look around her room seeing her things on the floor, lamps broken.
This place is a mess.
I sit up and she does the same. I turn to her and she won’t look at me. I pull her chin towards me and she looks embarrassed.
“That was fucking mind-blowing, I don’t think I will ever forget that.”
“I don’t know what came over me. I just wanted more, but more was never enough.” She bites her lip. My eyes darken a little but I shake my head. “See, even right now I’m trying to think rationally, even though I want to go again.” She looks down my body and then looks away.
“It’s like a drug,” I tell her.
“I think I’m addicted. Right now, I want you to fuck me and hurt me all at the same time. Pain during sex is so good. It intensified it and I want you to fuck me. So badly.”
“You can’t say that to me.” It is taking so much control to not go again.
“I want you to touch me, I want to do so many bad, bad things with you. I want you to come over my pussy as I watch you touch your dick. I want you to fuck me in every position possible. I want you to fuck me over and over again. Fuck, I even want you to choke me during sex.” I look to her and even talking about this is turning her on and, looking to my dick, I’m shocked that it’s ready for another round.
“Fuck, you have no idea how much I want to fill every desire of yours.”
“There’s something worse.”
“What?” I ask her slowly.
“I don’t care that you’re my stepbrother. I just want you to keep fucking me.” I groan. This isn’t healthy but since when have we been healthy for one another? We get one taste and it’s like we can’t get enough.
I pull her on top of me so she is straddling me. I move her on top of my dick and she slowly starts to glide down on me. Her body arches into me, her nipples close to my mouth, and soon she starts riding me again. Her nails digging into my shoulders.
We both stop when I hear my phone ringing. “Go check who it is,” she breathes. I see it a couple feet away and quickly lean over and grab it, making sure I’m still inside Sasha, and see Aaron calling.
“It’s only Aaron.” I'm about to put the phone down, ignoring it.
“Answer it,” she tells me.
“What?”
“Answer it.” I look from her to my phone, pressing accept and hear Aaron’s voice.
“Hey man, you ready for the big leagues tomorrow?” Sasha starts moving on top of me and I have to bite my lip to not make a sound.
“Answer him,” she breathes in my ear.
“Yeah, tomorrow is going to be crazy,” I try and say normally.
“Everything okay?” Sasha leans her body back a little and fuck it feels so good.
“Yeah, everything is fine… I’m just getting everything sorted.
“I’m aching for you. God Colin, you are so big, fill me, Colin. Please fill me,” she teases me in my ear.
“What are you doing, man?” I don’t answer him, I just grab hold of her hips and start ramming her down on me and soon she cries out and I grunt out my release. “Colin. Colin,” I hear shouts from my phone.
“What?” I say, picking it up.
“You answered your phone while you were fucking someone? What the fuck is wrong with you?” That is a very good question. “Who you fucking?”
“Colin, that was… fuck,”
Sasha says, her head pressed to my chest.
“Is that Sasha? Did you just fuck Sasha?”
“I need to go.”
“Don’t you hang up on me.” But I do.
“You really are full of surprises.” I kiss her mouth and she starts to rub herself against me. “Babe, if I go again, my dick is literally going to shrivel up and leave me.” She pouts.
“Look at you, Miss goody, goody. The sexed-up nympho.” We laugh.
“I don’t even know what got into me.”
“Me.” I wink at her. I look at the time and I groan, knowing we have been having a sex marathon for the last three hours. “We need to shower before movie night.” Her eyes go wide and she stands.
“Oh, my God, what did we do?” She starts to panic. “We just had sex. Lots of sex. Crazy sex.” She looks around her messy room. “What if they can tell we did something?” I walk to her, palming her cheeks.
“They won’t know. Just get washed up and I’ll see you shortly.”
She nods. “Okay.” I kiss her forehead and walk to the door. She watches me go. Seeing her stand there still naked, her hair a wild mess, she is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I close her door on my way out and head to my room, taking a long shower. I feel like I just dreamed everything but feeling the hot water on my back, I know it wasn’t.
Fuck that girl has nails.
I get dressed and am putting on my socks when there is a knock on my door and I open it up to see my dad and he doesn’t look pleased.
“What is going on between you and Sasha?” I have trained myself to not show emotion on my face when I’m around him, but my heart is hammering in my chest.
“What do you mean?” I try and act stupid.
“Don’t play dumb. I heard you.” I sit on the bed and place my head in my hands.
“We were dating before we knew about you and her mom.” I look up and see a vein pop on the side of his neck.
“You’ve been screwing around this entire time?”
I stand. “No, we stopped our own fucking happiness for you and Marie. We loved each other but we stayed away from each other, do you know how hard that was?”
“Watch your tone with me, boy. You don’t even know what love is. You’re just a kid.”
“I do know what love is and that is with the girl across the hall.”
“I won’t allow this to happen. You will stop seeing her. She is your fucking stepsister, what would people say?”
“I don’t give a fuck. We were lovers before you and Marie even sat us down. You should have said something sooner, but no, you waited until it was too late. I’m leaving tomorrow and I guess everything we felt just bubbled out.”
“You do go tomorrow so what do you think is going to happen? You just fuck around on school holidays? You know this won’t work, knowing your determination it would last about a year then it will fall apart. The distance will become an issue. We both know that she will stay faithful to you but can you honestly say in the next four years, you can promise the same? Not being around her, the parties, that one drunk night would lead you astray and you would wake up regretting it, but it will be too late and you will just break her heart.” I glare at him.
“I wouldn’t do that to her.”
“Can you be sure? You say you love her, but I’ve seen the girls you have brought home so I’m guessing so has she. If you loved her, you wouldn’t have fucked around. Has she slept with anyone else?” I don’t say a word. “Because she’s a good girl. Do the right thing by her.”
“You are just loving this.”
“How am I loving that my son and my wife’s daughter are fucking each other? What do you think would happen if it was Marie that heard you both screaming the place down?” It would have killed Sasha. “You leave tomorrow, tell her it can’t happen again. Let her move on and find happiness with someone else. Someone who can give her a future.” I watch him leave and I grab my lamp, throwing it across the room.
I stand up and look to my desk, seeing the photo from the wedding. The one of me and her. I don’t want to lose her but deep down, I know I can’t give her what she needs, not in the long run. She will eventually want marriage and children. Hell, she wants a music career. When I go pro and she is on tour, we will hardly see each other and both our reputations will be tarnished if people found out.
I stay in my room thinking until it’s time to head to the family room and when I get down there, Sasha is laughing with her Mom and I see my dad smiling at them both but when he looks up, the smile is gone.
“Great, you’re here. Ready for some Addams Family?” Marie asks me.
“Yup, can’t wait.” I put on a fake smile and see Sasha smiling at me.
“Come on, let’s go.” They all stand and we go to the theater room and take our seats as Dad gets the film ready.
“Are you okay?” Sasha asks me.
“Yeah, I’m good.” I give her a wink and she turns, talking to her Mom and I feel like there are stones in my stomach.
All the way through the movie, I couldn’t concentrate. I need to talk to Sasha tonight before I go to bed. I need to tell her that what happened today can’t happen again. I will say it was emotions running high. It will hurt her, but this way she will move on from it.
After another three movies, I excuse myself, telling them I need to make sure I get everything ready for the morning and when I hug Sasha, I whisper in her ear to come to my room when she can. She probably thinks I want to sleep with her, not break her heart again.
Thirty minutes later, my stuff is packed and placed in my car and I am sitting on my bed when I hear a soft knock and Sasha walks in, closing it before she runs to me and jumps on my lap, straddling me, her lips on mine.
“I’m going to miss you. I can’t wait for Thanksgiving.” She nibbles on my ear and I hold onto her arms and pull her back so her eyes are on mine.
“We need to talk, Sasha.” She stands.
“That doesn’t sound good.” I take hold of her hands.
“What happened today was amazing. I’m going to be dreaming about it until the day I die.” She smiles. “But it can’t happen again.” Her smile falls.
“What, why?”
“We are both off to two different colleges and I don’t want you to put your life on hold for school holidays, for quick getaways. You deserve better than that. You deserve better than me.” She turns, her body facing away from me.
“Was it because I went psycho in the bedroom?” I walk to her, putting my arms around her middle.
“Of course it wasn’t. I loved seeing that side of you. You know this can never be anything, we can’t ever go public. We are supposed to be stepsiblings; our parents would have heart attacks if they ever found out.”
She nods. “I guess you’re right. I just… I just didn’t want to stop. Maybe deep down, I knew it was because it would never work, no matter how much I would love it to.” She turns her body around so she is looking up to me.
“I do love you.”
“I love you, too.” Tears prickle her eyes. “Keep in touch though, okay?”
“Always.” I bend down and give her one small kiss before she walks out of my room and I fall to the floor and for the first time in months, I cry for the girl I can never have.
The very next morning, I drive away, putting more distance between us, shattering my soul.
Colin
1 year later
I take a deep breath, looking around me. Silence fills me. Sweat is dripping all over me and with one quick call, the ball lands in my hands and I take a few steps back and throw it with all the strength I have. As soon as the ball leaves my fingertips, I’m being pushed onto the ground.
My eyes zoom onto the ball in the air and when it lands in Tucker's arms, I fist the air. I watch him speed to the line, scoring, and I jump up, running to him as well as my other teammates. I jump onto him and soon we are all piled on. Cheering for our win.
We beat the other
team by a point. A fucking point.
“We fucking did it!” someone in the pile shouts. We all stand and start hugging one another. These guys have become my family this last year and this game was the championship.
We head to Coach who is grinning from ear to ear. “Glad you fuckwits didn’t mess this up.” I guess that is our congratulatory speech. I head to the locker room and everyone is buzzing over the win. It was a tight game; my nerves were fried on the last play.
There will be a celebratory party going on tonight and after all the training and work I have put in, I am ready to deflate and have fun. I am last to jump in the showers and last one in there. I am about to turn off the water when I feel hands glide up my back.
I moan at the touch.
I am too tense and wound up too tight.
The hands glide up to my shoulders and back down and then I feel her lips press against my arms. She slowly walks around me until she is standing naked in front of me, touching my hard dick in her palm. The hot water now spraying us both.
“How did you know I need you?” I smile.
“You have been no fun and I know after a game you need to…” She looks to my cock and licks her lips “Destress.” She looks sweetly up to me. I slam my mouth down to hers and press her body against the wall. I feel her hand wrap around my cock, placing a condom on.
I like that she thinks safety first.
I lift her up effortlessly, her legs wrapping around me. I guide her down my dick until I fill her, her head falling back. I start thrusting in and out of her like an animal.
“Holy shit!” she screams.
“Dig your fingers into me,” I growl at her and she does. “Harder.” I soon feel the pain hit me and I thrust harder. She screams out her release and after a few more thrusts, I growl out mine. I place her feet to the ground and I have to steady her as she almost falls to the ground.
“I will never get sick of fucking you. The wait is always worth it.” I watch Amanda smile, satisfied.