Romance: My Stepbrother's Plaything

by Valentine, Annie

  “You are a keeper,” she said and kissed him as she dashed off to work.

  “See you for dinner?” he called after her as she drove out, and she gave him a thumbs up before breaking as many road codes as she could in an effort to get to work.

  She was on a high all day, smiling like she had just won the lotto and Ashley did not miss a beat. She finished working just before four and decided to surprise him at work. She picked up a bouquet of blood red roses and drove to his office. The sign said closed but the secretary who was ridiculously gorgeous opened the door for her.

  “He is in his office with the last patient for the day,” she said and showed her to the lounge room where a pool table stood in the center. The rest of the office was empty and she did remember him saying in one of their conversations that he only had two other employees and he worked with college students as temps if he ever needed help.

  “You play?” the female asked her. She did and as she put the bouquet down and started a game she found herself irresistibly attracted to the woman she was playing. She was slender and elegant, but with an air of ease and a kind of eloquence to even the simple words she spoke that was enticing her to play. She felt like she had been drugged, or that could just be the fact that she was riding on a high from the night before.

  “Well isn’t this a treat,” Ryan said walking in with three shot glasses and a bottle of tequila. “I see you have met Adrianna,” he said smiling mischievously at her. Ashley couldn’t do anything else but smile as she knew he somehow saw the dirty thoughts in her mind.

  “Nice to meet you Adrianna,” she said and the woman gave her a looped smile before helping him to pour shots of tequila. They knocked glasses and drank the shots, ignoring the lime and salt close by.

  As the tequila warmed her insides on the way down Adrianna poured her another. The alcohol went straight to her head and she was as ready for his kiss as she would ever be, when Ryan pulled her in to him. His lips lightly brushed against hers.

  “Are you done for the day?” she asked against his lips simply needing to say something whether it made sense or not.

  “I think I am just getting started, but if you mean my clients,” his breath caught in his throat as Adrianna walked up behind her and place a kiss on her neck sending a shiver down her body. “If you are talking about my clients then yes I am all yours for the rest of the night.”

  She barely heard him, as shock gave way to arousal, and as she watched Adrianna’s hand running across his clearly erect penis on the inside of his pants.

  Ashley shoved him up against a billiard table and started to undo his zipper. “How about you let that beast loose now?” She had felt the night before that he had been holding back. That was not something she wanted as she tipped on her toes and whispered in his ear before gently biting his lobe, while her hand freed his seven inch fully erected dick. She brought her lips a mere inch away from him, and as her breath caressed his face she smiled as she leaned in for a passionate kiss. Her hand was busy stroking his dick tightly and slowly. He moaned against her lips and tried to control himself.

  Ryan grabbed her hand to stop her stroking, but as he was about to say he couldn’t do this with her, despite how much he wanted to, she nipped his neck and bent down to his dick, slowly engulfing it in her hot, wet mouth. All the good senses he had went out the window as Adrianna drew Ashley’s face to hers and he watched the women share a deeply passionate kiss.

  All resistance went out the door and he grabbed her ponytails and held her head in place, gently fucking her face. The drink that was still in his hand caught his attention and he downed it in one go, shoved the empty glass to the end of the table and unbuckled his belt without disturbing Adrianna, who was enjoying the feel of his thick and solid cock going in and out of her mouth.

  He could not believe his luck and with pure lust burning in his eyes he looked around at the other sexually occupied visitors and thought that surely he would soon wake up.

  “Can I pour you another one?” A seductive purr came from his left as Adrianna held up the bottle to her lips. Before he could answer, she took a swig from the bottle and placed her mouth over his. The warm whiskey flowed into his mouth and he swallowed then pulled her in for a kiss, while Ashley moved from his dick, seeing the need to have her return fall across his face. She walked to the back of the room where an LP player stood and took an old Jackson record from the stack. As the music filled the room she slowly danced away from him, her eyes never leaving his face. He almost begged her to come back, as Adrianna stood up and walked over towards her. They dance and Ashley freed the woman’s breast from her top, the woman responded by gripping Ashley’s ass beneath her skin fitting pencil skirt she had worn to work that day.

  Ryan watched them disrobe each other while massaging his cock. For the second time he nearly shot his load as he watched the Ashley help Adrianna up on the billiard table and slowly kissed her way down her legs, rolling Ashley’s skirt up as she went. Ashley could barely contain her arousal, and when Adrianna’s lips finally found the sweet spot between her legs she could barely hold the scream of pleasure.

  Ryan didn’t need another invitation. He walked up to where her head lay close to the edge, and wasted no time slowly shoving his dick back into her mouth. She increased the suction on the sensitive tip of his dick, and he reach for the bottle of tequila and swallowed a mouth full to keep himself from being completely consumed by the sheer pleasure of her ministrations.

  He poured some tequila into her navel and watched as her arched back caused it to run down to her clit where the other woman’s mouth was busy at work. As if on cue Adrianna extended her tongue against the sensitive hood of Ashley’s clit, lapping the whiskey that flowed down. Her eyes to roll back in her head and she screamed in unadulterated pleasure around his dick that filled her mouth. It caused his dick to slip into the opening of her throat and she accommodated him at which point he couldn’t hold his moans in anymore. He threw he head back and groaned. It was a sound so primal and filled with lust that it could be heard over the music playing.

  He pulled out of her mouth just before he would have shot cum down her throat, and gripped the base of his cock to stop his orgasm. Ashley looked at him with pure pride and he bent to kiss her before stepping up behind Adrianna who was lost in the pleasure of cunnilingus and buried his cock inside her.

  She was so tight that he had to slow down, as her vaginal muscle massaged his cock forcing him to bury it to the hilt in one quick hard move. The woman lifted her head from Ashley’s pussy and groaned in pleasure of the pain it caused, and then drove her tongue into Ashley’s opening as Ryan thrust in and out of her from behind. Ashley waited for the feelings of jealousy to present themselves, but none came and as Adrianna pushed her over the edge and she couldn’t help but pushed the woman’s face down into her pussy hard, gripping her face with her legs as the powerful orgasm rocked her to the core.

  Ryan increased his thrusting as Adriana lifted her head and begged for him to fuck her harder. He was usually a guy who went slowly and sweet, savoring every thrust his cock made, but this evening was a night of reckless and wild abandon, so he obliged her.

  She came moments later and Adrianna switched positions to kiss her passionately, but Ryan wasn’t done yet. He pulled out of the woman before her pussy muscles that were tightly gripped his dick caused him to shoot his load. He moved to the other side of the table and laid Ashley flat on her stomach, then mounted the table and straddled her legs. As she looked over her shoulder at his cock disappearing into her pussy, the Adrianna climb the table at the other end and lay on her back with her legs spread.

  With Ryan thrusting into her slowly and deliberately, she placed her mouth over the Adrianna’s pussy that was wet with cum from her orgasm. Ashley found the wanton vixen in her loved how she tasted and with the same slow deliberate moves that Ryan was fucking her with, she drew the woman’s clit into her mouth and sucked on it.

  The woman pulled Ashley’s
face into her crotch, moving her hips up and down as she face-fucked her. Seeing this Ryan could not be gently anymore, his resolve went out the door and he began pumping Ashley harder. It didn’t take them both long to reach their climax and it was a beautiful synergy as they all cried out in the grips of an orgasm, Adrianna’s legs clamping around Ashley’s head momentarily.

  They laid spent in ecstasy and Ryan pulled her into his arms, kissing her forehead as Adrianna extricated herself and made for the exit.

  “See you tomorrow boss,” she said, giving Ashley a lingering kiss as she made her way out.

  “Why do I get the feeling that I wasn’t the first woman you both took in here?

  Ryan rolled them to their side and propped his head up on his elbow to look down at her. “Believe it or not, you are the first, and this is the first time I have ever crossed the line with Adrianna.”

  In truth Ashley didn’t really care. This was not the first rodeo for her but she hadn’t done anything like this since her first college years. Nevertheless, it was all irrelevant because she had enjoyed every minute of it with him. She was not kidding herself either, that it had been this enjoyable because it was with him.

  “I think I might be falling for you,” he whispered pulling her into his arms and kissing her softly.

  She didn’t respond how she was inclined to. “It's quite possible because I am falling for material,” she said.

  He laughed in her hair and pulled her closer. She somehow felt this was the beginning to a life of adventure with him, and she looked forward to the memories they would make however long they were together.

  22. Too Tight for the Doctor

  By: Kylie James

  Too Tight for the Doctor

  © Kylie, James 2016–All rights reserved

  Published by SteamyReads4U

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  Warning

  This book contains graphic content intended for readers 18+ years old.

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  Chapter 1

  Blair sat at the edge of her bed with her nose buried deep into a book she had to read for the summer. It was the summer before college and eighteen year old Blair could hardly wait to get out of her small stagnant home town where nothing exciting ever happened.

  “Blair, my dear,” said Melissa Carter, Blair’s strawberry blonde mother. The hair was bleached, of course. Otherwise, how else would Blair come out with thick chestnut colored locks?

  “Yes, mom?” she replied, sticking her gaze out of the book but only briefly.

  “I hope you do not have any plans for the evening,” the mother stated, “I have scheduled an appointment for you with the gynecologist. Sorry I forgot to tell you beforehand.”

  Blair groaned internally, “Why do I need to go to the gynecologist, again?”

  “Your aunt Cathy was only just diagnosed with ovarian cancer, it’s terrifying! The chemo and all the after effects,” Melissa rambled on, she had a habit of talking a lot, and “I just want to make sure you are all healthy and good – after all, you are going away to college in two months.”

  Blair understood the concern her mother had for her and even found it a little endearing but she thought it was thoroughly unnecessary. But at the end of the day, she had no choice but to comply. “Sure, fine, whatever. Mrs. Gertrude’s office?”

  “No, no,” replied the mother, “Mrs. Gertrude has retired now. I’ve scheduled it with a new one – he’s very good from what I hear. I’ll give you all the details about the address and time, hold on,” Melissa said and bent over to pick up her purse from the table on the side. There, she fished out a neatly folded piece of paper and handed it to her daughter.

  Mrs. Gertrude had been the family gynecologist for years and it felt a little strange for Blair to go visit a male doctor, but still, she shrugged it off and took the piece of paper.

  On it, typed neatly in black ink were the following words with an address;

  Dr. Daniel H. William M.D Gynecologist

  Sighing and dreading the evening, she shoved the paper roughly into the pocket of her jeans.

  “Bee!” Janet exclaimed enthusiastically from the other end of the line, “You need to come to the party tonight. Kelly Torres’ parents are away out of town and she’s throwing a major bash,” she gushed.

  Janet was Blair’s best friend since kindergarten. But where Blair was relatively reserved and introverted, Janet was social and the life of a party. Often, she would ring Blair up and invite her to various events but the answer was always a feeble dodge via some made up. Tonight, though, Blair had herself a legitimate reason.

  “I can’t! Sorry, J. I have an appointment with my doctor,” she replied, feeling semi-relieved that she did. At least this appointment is good for something, she thought to herself.

  Janet let out an annoyed sound that told Blair that her best friend was not completely convinced, “Why, what happened to you?”

  “You know, it’s nothing, just a scheduled meeting with my gynecologist,” replied the brunette, holding up the phone a little higher up to her ear, “my mom is forcing me to go,” she huffed.

  “Well, after you’re done with some old lady inspecting your parts, can you then swing by to the party? It’ll probably go on till late night,” said Janet.

  “Actually, it’s not a lady this time,” Blair sank her teeth into her top lip, “It’s some doctor named Daniel.”

  “Ooooh,” came the reply, “Dr. Hottie inspectin’ you up!”

  “Shut up,” the brunette dismissed her, a furious blush having crept up her cheeks, “he is a professional.”

  Janet laughed, “Yeah, yeah, have fun. And show up tonight okay? James is going to be there.” And then there was a click of the telephone indicating that Janet had hung up.

  James was another guy that used to go to their high school with them. He was tall, muscular and empty headed – fit right in the textbook cliché definition of the typical jock. Lately, ever since they had graduated, he had taken a liking to Blair; he would consistently ask her out and make any and all attempts to hit on her whatever chance he got.

  Blair, however, was not that interested. Granted, he was not bad looking – he had a conquest of women in his ledger to prove so. But in Blair’s eyes, he was good looking only in the sense of a juvenile young boy – so high school.

  Janet warned her that if she was going to continue turning down every guy that presented an interest in her, she would go to college being the prude virgin she was. But Blair could not help it – she was not interested in pursuing vacuous flings with jocks who had nothing to offer her besides a muscular bicep to onto.

  Call it pretentious but having graduated as the Valedictorian for her high school, she did not simply relate to these guys. In her eyes, they were self-absorbed and had an inflated ego the size of a hot air balloon. Instead, what she wanted in a partner was more stable and mature – a man, not an immature boy.

  Of course, being in high school, coming across such a person was rare. So here she was at eighteen, about to start college but never having had a boyfriend more serious than two d
ates, let alone having lost her V-Card to. At the thought of that, Blair groaned and buried her head in her pillow.

  Chapter 2

  The weather for that particular afternoon was dreary and dull – the grey clouds loomed over the horizon and thunder clapped aloft in the clouds. The clouds were threatening to declare war with its water soldiers and Blair hoped she would make it to her appointment without soaking herself to the bone. After all, her mother had insisted her to take her bus there.

  Clad in a plain ensemble – a gray shirt with some acid washed jeans - she made squinted her eyes to read the writing on the paper and then scoped her head around to see if the bus had dropped her off to the right location. The clinic was just across the street from the bus stop – a single story small building, eggshell white – plain and boring; just what you would expect a doctor’s office to be.

  Blair walked in. Instantly, she was hit with that strong medicinal smell associated with hospital. She wrinkled her nose as she walked up the front desk.

  “Hey,” she said to the lady on the reception. At once, Blair could see that she was very attractive for a receptionist. With her hair pinned up to the side and dark pink lipstick on, she could may as well be a prop for a medical boon in Hollywood. “I’m here for my appointment.”

  The pretty lady smiled back, “Oh, yes. Miss Blair…Carter?” she asked and received a nod from her side. “Good. You have your 5 P.M with Dr. William. Come with me,” she said and gestured her to follow her.

  They entered a small room that had the doctor’s name on the door and the receptionist went to a corner, to put on some plastic gloves and a nurse hat. Seeing the look of confusion on Blair’s face, she chuckled.