My Stepbrother's Secret

by Annabelle Winters

  I start to sit up now, leaning forward so I can grasp his cock, release it from those boxers that are looking small and tight against his massive erection, his flexed, muscular thighs. But Caleb just smiles and shakes his head.

  “Not yet,” he whispers. “Not yet, little Allie. I want to taste you first. I want to taste my stepsister.”

  And he pushes me back down hard and my legs fly up with the momentum, and now Caleb has grabbed my ankles and he is holding me up, spreading me wide, and I feel so exposed right now, almost freaked out, but at the same time it feels so fucking WILD to be spread like this, so FILTHY to be seen like this, and so I just close my eyes as I feel Caleb slowly lean in and begin to lick my naked pussy with long, vertical strokes, starting all the way down near my asscrack and running the flat of his thick tongue along my aching slit, gently parting my wet lips, teasing my throbbing clit as I start to shudder with an arousal that almost scares me in its intensity.

  Now I feel his mouth on my pussy, his lips opening up my slit, and I cry out as I feel his tongue gently push its way into me, and I hear him tasting me now, smelling me, fucking CONSUMING me, and the feeling is just insane, an ecstasy I have never experienced before, and now his upper lip is grazing my clit, and my eyelids are fluttering like a butterfly’s wings as I whimper and moan like an animal in heat.

  I can feel my arousal surge through me, and I wonder if I am about to come. I feel confused for a moment, because although I have brought myself to orgasm many times, my body has never felt the way it does now, with Caleb between my legs, inhaling my sex, pushing his nose into my wetness, gripping the outside of my thighs as I moan and grind my mound up into his face. In some ways ALL of this feels like an orgasm, and I don’t want it to end, ever. But as I feel Caleb push his tongue inside me once more, my back arches up and I get a deep sense that a thundering orgasm is building up in the distance, an orgasm of an intensity that I have yet to experience, perhaps something that I will only experience once.

  Well, this IS my first time, I say to myself as my thoughts flow haphazardly through my head that is dizzy from the wildness of the night. And I close my eyes again and in my imagination I can see Caleb push himself into me, and I imagine his tongue is his cock now, and for some reason I remember that childish determination I’ve held onto since I was fourteen or fifteen and listening to my girlfriends talk about their first times . . . yes, that childish determination that I would have an orgasm my first time, because my first time would be special.

  Special not just in the way that all first times are special, but special because of who is here with me now. Special because of how we got here. Special because I know deep in my body, despite what my brain is telling me about taboo and perception and family and all that other bullshit . . . yes, because I know deep in my body that this is something real, something genuine, something that’s more than just sex.

  And although I have never had sex, it suddenly occurs to me that maybe that’s the trick, the catch, the secret—that the best sex is always about something more than sex.

  Now I look down at Caleb and see that he has raised his head and is looking into my eyes, his gaze clearly expressing what he wants now, what he needs now, what he knows both of us need now.

  And I want it too, I know. Oh, shit, Caleb, I want it too.

  21

  Caleb backs off me so he can take off his boxers, and I stare shamelessly as he pushes those tight red shorts down, and now I gasp as his cock springs out in all its glory, its thickness gleaming with pre-cum, its tip red and glistening, beautiful veins encircling the erotic upward curve of his girth. How many women have touched that cock, I suddenly wonder for no real reason besides that I seem to have lost control over my fucking mind. How many women have taken his girth into their mouths, their pussies, maybe even their asses?

  And now a crazy thought enters my mind, and I almost giggle out loud as I fantasize about how insane it would be if Caleb has actually never had sex before, if he’s actually a virgin just like me, if somehow he held onto that childish idea that the first time is special, precious, by definition a once-in-a-lifetime event . . . yes, if he somehow held on to his private conviction just like I did with mine. You wanna talk about fate, destiny, shit that’s “meant to be?” How crazy would that be?

  Caleb has pushed his boxers all the way down and has stepped out of them, and now he is fully naked, standing before me like a tattooed god of some strange ancient religion, his cock magnificently erect like the masthead on a ship, pointing its way forward, forward to me, little Allie. Forward to me. Forward into me.

  I am still so wet, so goddamn aroused from what Caleb did between my legs, and I am ready to just spread for him, take him in, scream as he opens me up for the first time. But another part of me wants to prolong this first encounter, savor the beauty of the night, touch his erection with my little hands, feel his arousal for me, taste his manhood for just a moment, like he tasted my young womanhood just now, like he tasted me.

  “Come here,” I call to him now, reaching out my open hand, beckoning to Caleb as he stands there and looks at me. “Please, Caleb. I want to touch you. I want to taste you. I want to taste my stepbrother.”

  Caleb walks towards me now, his cock gently bouncing as I take in the sight of his flat stomach, those two veins curving around the outline of his pelvic bones, those hard muscles on his forearms, bulging biceps with veins running like rivers down the middle, his neck thick and taut, his jawline chiseled and tight with arousal.

  His chest is heaving now as he gets close to me, standing off to the side of the bed. I turn as I lie there, gently reaching out and taking hold of his erection. His cock feels hard like granite, and it is warm, hot even, and I swear I can feel the blood pumping into it as Caleb gets even harder as I touch him, as I gently move my small hands all over the expanse of his cock, slowly jerking his foreskin back and forth as I feel his muscular body shudder. I look up at him as I jerk him off with care and passion, and I swear I can see tears forming around the corners of Caleb’s fluttering eyelids, and he softly grunts now as I pull on his cock.

  And now it occurs to me that you know what, in all those times I watched Caleb with his women, I don’t know if I’ve EVER seen another woman touch my stepbrother’s cock. I don’t know if I’ve seen him give another woman this much control over him, over his arousal, his sexuality.

  And I feel a sudden surge of exhilaration, confidence, pure delight as I reach back and clutch at his large balls, pulling on them as I jerk him off, taking great pleasure in watching his lean body tense up and release as he raises his arms above his head and moves his hips in time with my actions, his neck straining with arousal. Is my brother giving up some of his control to me, to little Allie? Does he even know he’s doing it?

  It feels great to stroke him like this, his cock throbbing in my hands as he breathes heavy, almost panting. I want to do it forever, but I can’t hold back any longer, and now I sit up, lean forward, and pull Caleb closer as I open my mouth wide. I can smell the clean scent of his crotch, and it is driving me wild as I feel his body heat surround me as I slowly take him into my mouth.

  The size and hardness of his cock is shocking for a moment, and I just hold him there, just the tip and half his shaft inside my small mouth, and I can feel his lower body flex, and I can sense that he is pushing his way into me, but doing it gently, slowly, with a firmness that seems to say, “I can push myself all the way in if I want. But I will wait for your permission, little Allie. I will wait.”

  And now I feel my throat opening up, and I reach around and grab his naked, clenched buttocks and pull him close, and Caleb responds, stepping forward, slowly pushing his cock all the way into my mouth as he lets out a deep rumble, a guttural moan, the growl of a goddamn animal, and now his hands are on my head, his hips beginning to move slowly, and I am breathing heavily through my nose as I feel my lips creating a seal around the thickness of his erection, and I am fighting my gag reflex as I feel the m
assive tip of his cock all the way inside me, and now I begin to suck, clawing at Caleb’s ass as I do it, and he is thrusting into my mouth now, slowly, carefully, like he is trying hard to hold himself back from just straight-up fucking me in the mouth with all his strength, his cock exploding in my throat, pouring its semen into me.

  Somehow the feeling of this restraint arouses me even more, and now I reach down with one hand and touch my clit as I suck him. I am sitting cross-legged on the bed now, naked, hunched over, facing Caleb as he stands before me, his cock all the way inside my warm mouth, his hands desperately clawing at my hair, now rubbing my neck, reaching down and pulling at my tits, pinching my nipples, and I am sucking harder now, rubbing my clit feverishly with one hand, stroking his glistening shaft with the other, massaging his hanging balls, and I can feel the arousal building in the atmosphere in the room like it is something real and tangible, like a cocoon that is swallowing us up, and my body is screaming to me now, howling to me, telling me that it is time, it is time, it is TIME!

  It is time, Caleb.

  22

  I suck Caleb hard once last time, enjoying the feeling of his cock against the insides of my wet mouth, the taste of his pre-cum flooding my senses, the smell of his body almost overpowering me. But my need is very great now, almost scary, with an intensity that I didn’t think was possible. Is this just lust? Or is it something more?

  I know it is something more, and I smile now as I pull my head back and release Caleb’s cock from my mouth. I back up on the bed now and uncross my legs as I lean back, propping myself up on my elbows as I stare at my stepbrother, his cock sticking straight out, dripping with pre-cum and my saliva, the shaft throbbing with arousal. His face is strained and contorted with ecstasy, and he is looking into my eyes, staring deep into me, and I swear I still see those tears around the sides of his eyelids, and I wonder what he is thinking right now, if he is thinking anything right now.

  My legs are spread now, and I feel shockingly comfortable with my body in this moment, strangely confident, almost exhilarated. It doesn’t seem strange or unnatural for me to be spread like this, my most private spaces shamelessly exposed as my stepbrother stands before me, his cock oozing hot wetness onto the clean sheets between my thighs.

  “This feels so right,” I say now, looking up at him. “It feels right that it’s you. That it’s us. That it’s happening here, now.”

  I don’t know if Caleb realizes that I’m a virgin, that I’ve never had a man inside me, and I almost want to tell him, to let him know that this is special, more special than he knows. But another part of me thinks that it doesn’t matter. This is special because it’s OUR first time, and nothing else matters. That’s what’s most important. Fate has dragged us here, to this point in time, this city, this house, this bedroom, this bed. This boy. This girl.

  “I want to make love to you, little Allie,” Caleb says now. “I want it more than anything right now. Is that okay? Can I? Will you take me inside you, little Allie?”

  I just nod now, unable to speak, a hot, dizzy feeling consuming me as I lie down flat on my back, my knees bent slightly, my thighs spread for Caleb, for him alone.

  “Yes, Caleb,” I manage to say, feeling myself slip into that dream again, that dream where it is just me and him in some faraway land across the seas, above the clouds, afloat upon the waves. “Yes, I want you inside me, Caleb. I’m ready.”

  And Caleb looks down at me, at my naked body, and with his finger he traces a path around my hard, pink nipples, my little belly-button, my soft white thighs, that tender space along the sides of my crotch, and finally he touches my clit with his thumb, sending a surge of ecstasy through me as I gasp and feel my legs spread wider, my pussy opening up, my pink slit pouring out a fresh release of my secretions, telling me I am ready, telling him I am ready.

  “Oh, Allie,” Caleb whispers, and now he looks down and holds on to the shaft of his throbbing cock and brings it close. “I’ve never felt anything like this, Allie. I’ve never felt this way with a woman.”

  And as he says it I feel the tip of his cock touch my clit, and I cry out at the sublime feeling of his warm stickiness coating my stiff clit, flicking at it with his hardness, and he rubs me with his cock now, gently at first, harder now, and he is running the large round helmet of his cock up and down my throbbing pussy now, teasing my lips as my slit thickens and opens up, my pink insides aching for the feeling of his shaft, yearning to be filled for the first time.

  I tense up slightly as I feel him hold his cock firmly against my opening and start to push, and I close my eyes and open my mouth as my body starts to shiver with the sheer ecstasy of feeling Caleb’s thickness enter me, spreading my pussy lips effortlessly, and I feel tight now, stretched, opened up, and it feels amazing, wild, fucking INSANE, like I am waking up in some way, like my body is waking up, and I moan now as I feel Caleb go in deeper, deeper, filling me more and more, opening me wider and wider . . .

  —and suddenly I feel a SHARP pain and I SHOUT out loud, my eyes opening wide as my body jerks with shock, and I can’t help but cry out, and Caleb suddenly pulls out of me, reaching out and placing his large hand against my cheek, caressing me, comforting me.

  “What is it, Allie,” he says, his face showing some concern. “Are you all right? Did I hurt you? Are you all right?”

  I nod now, still breathing hard, and I force myself to smile as I nod again, looking into his eyes, smiling again, gently moving my hips now as I feel the pain disappear as quickly as it arrived.

  I also feel some new wetness around my crotch, and I look down for a moment. Caleb follows my gaze, and now both of us are looking down at ourselves, at our naked crotches, and it is clear what has just happened.

  “Oh, shit, Allie,” Caleb says now, blinking as he looks at the patch of red on the sheets, the splashes of my blood on the tip of his cock, a gentle trickle on the underside of my pussy. “Oh, hell, Allie. Why didn’t you tell me?”

  I just shrug awkwardly, but I feel warm and safe under my stepbrother, and I smile through my awkwardness and look up at him.

  “Would it have made any difference?” I say. “What’s important is that it’s OUR first time, not that it’s MY first time. It’s OUR first time, Caleb.”

  Caleb looks down at me now, and he is smiling a strange sort of smile, and his eyes have a faraway look in them, an almost trancelike gleam, and I reach up and touch his face, pull him close, kiss him, kiss him again, kiss him once more, and now I can feel the tip of his cock graze my clit once more, and I feel his tongue in my mouth, and I don’t think there is anything left to say right now.

  But just as Caleb starts to push himself into me once again, he draws his head back and I can see those tears in his eyes, and he just smiles and says, “It is our first time, Allie. In more ways than you understand. Trust me, it is our first time.”

  23

  The feeling of Caleb pushing himself into me again is something I will hold onto for the rest of my days. I can feel his hardness, his girth, his arousal along every inch of secret space within me as his cock slides deep into my warm pussy, the tip grazing the upper wall of my vagina as its full length goes in, the shaft stretching me out from the inside, releasing sensations that have no names, that are so fundamental, so primal, so pure and beautiful that they can never be described.

  He holds himself deep inside me now, his cock all the way in, and we lie still, joined in the most intimate of ways, our bodies wrapped tightly around each other, our eyes locked, our lips so close we can taste each other’s breath. If this isn’t fate, I don’t know what is, I think as I shudder with the feeling of Caleb slowly starting to move over me, move inside me, move through me even.

  I am clawing at his back now as he begins to thrust harder, and I can feel his erection expand inside me as he pushes into me, driving gently but with firmness and passion, and I can feel the vibrations pass through my body, starting with my hips and thighs, rumbling up through my hot pussy, my tingl
ing clit, my heaving chest, my erect nipples, my flush lips which are soaked in my own drool and Caleb’s saliva.

  I can hear myself moan now, and it sounds strange, like I am outside myself, listening to myself, but at the same time more present, more in touch with my body than I have ever been. Those birds are singing outside my window, singing in my head perhaps, and it sounds so sweet, so pure, and I moan again as I feel Caleb drive deep into me, moving his hips so the tip of his cock runs along the inside wall of my vagina as he pulls back and then pushes his glistening shaft back into me.

  I strain my neck up and forward for a moment so I can look down at myself, and Caleb lowers his head and follows my gaze, and now we are both looking down at ourselves as Caleb fucks me, and we are watching his cock slide in and out of my stretched pussy, his shaft shining with wetness from my insides, and I stare down at this view of my own pussy opened up and filled, and I am shuddering now, moaning again, whimpering even, and I feel tears pouring down my face and I don’t know if I am crying or laughing, smiling or screaming . . .

  . . . and Caleb draws his face close again now, kissing me hard, fucking me harder, and he is grunting softly now as I moan, and he is so deep inside me, so FUCKING deep, but I want him deeper, and I wrap my naked white legs around his muscular ass and thighs and pull him close, and I feel him go deeper into me, and my mouth is hanging open now as I start to fucking WAIL, and my eyelids are fluttering like the wings of a hummingbird, and Caleb is thrusting, pushing, driving as I pull him harder into me with my legs, and my chest is starting to shake like I am about to have a seizure, and somewhere in the distance I can feel that orgasm, my orgasm, OUR orgasm start to build, and I know we will come together, I know it, I just KNOW it!

  And I am just fucking HOWLING now, wailing with abandon, raising my hips up to receive Caleb’s powerful thrusts, shouting as I feel his cock drive into me each time he pumps, and I am breathing like a goddamn racehorse, saliva and spittle flying out of my mouth and nose, and Caleb is kissing me, licking my face as he gasps and grunts, and I feel his fingers between our bodies now, and he is pinching my nipples, pinching them so hard it hurts, and I am still howling, still wailing, and I feel those hands of his under my ass now, lifting me as he fucks me harder and harder, and his fingers are digging into my asscrack, spreading my cheeks, his middle finger circling and pressing against my tight puckered asshole in a way that’s darkly erotic, and my legs are still wrapped tight around him, and my ass and hips are raised off the bouncing mattress, and Caleb is grunting harder now, fucking me with reckless abandon as my little bed shudders and shakes like it knows what’s coming, knows what’s coming, knows what’s coming . . .