Christmas with Boss Brothers

by Amy Brent

  She did with a scream and Jimmy maneuvered her onto her back as he buried his face between her legs to deliver another orgasm as she cried and whimpered his name. Jimmy’s hands covered her nipples and pinched and pulled as she arched against him and felt herself trickle over his tongue as he sucked harder on her. Jimmy pulled away and stood to drop his shorts as she got another look at his spectacular body and hard cock. “I need to be inside of you. This will be slower so that you’re not in too much pain.” Jimmy moved back onto the bed and kissed her hard. Their first kiss. She tasted herself on him, and Brie sucked at his lips as he positioned himself in front of her. “Birth control? I am very clean, and I’d prefer you bare.” Jimmy told her as she nodded at him.

  “Since I was fourteen. Bad periods.” Brie replied as he let out a sigh of relief and watched as he slid his cock inside of her slowly. “So fucking good.” Jimmy breathed as he filled her and her body wrapped tightly around him as he just kept sliding deeper. He felt so good as he pulled out and went back in, too carefully for her as Brie pleaded for him to go harder. “Fuck me, Jimmy.”

  He gripped her hips and went hard at her body as Brie met him thrust for thrust. The minimal pain had disappeared now and replaced with a deep need for him to have her in every way possible. The combination of the small but long plug being pressed inside of her as Jimmy went at her fast and deep made Brie have the kind of orgasm that she never knew existed, and she screamed as she came. “I need to soundproof this now. Fucking hell, Brie. I am going to come so hard.” He thrust hard and stilled as she felt his warmth combining with hers as his fingers dug into her skin.

  He kept her tied there, spanking her with several things to find out what she liked best as the plug remained secure in her ass. Jimmy clipped items to her breasts, causing a constant pinch as he used his massive selection of toys on her pussy and made her have orgasm after orgasm.

  Jimmy carefully made a drawer of her favorites before he released Brie ‘s arms and legs from the restraints. She let them drop down, weak and sated but wanting so much more of him. Brie had never used her safe word, and she didn’t think that she ever would.

  Jimmy crawled over her body again and slipped inside of her again as she stared into his eyes.

  CHAPTER 5

  They continued their relationship, sleeping together in the basement during the weeks while Marie was away. Had she not cooked for them, the pair would have eaten much worse than they were accustomed to thanks to her. Brie and Jimmy would come up the stairs and heat up food, shoveling it into their mouths before they went back to explore one another.

  Brie loved his spankings and whips. She also discovered that she loved it when he bit down on her skin, in only those places that nobody else would see. Her nipples throbbed regularly, and her ass ached as she lay outside with Kat the few times that she could.

  Working for your stepfather as well as fucking him took a lot of time.

  “You look different. Are you seeing someone?” Kat asked her curiously about a month later on a Saturday. They had only gone out a couple of times to a club or a concert and Brie had rushed to Jimmy the moment that she was home. No college boy could every make her feel the way that he did.

  “No, not really. I mean…when do I have time?” Brie forced a laugh. “I chat with guys on some of the apps but nothing serious yet.”

  “Do you miss being with Ricky?” Fuck, no. Brie loved things with Jimmy, but she bit her lip in a false thoughtful motion as she remained silent for a few moments.

  “A little. I don’t think I want to risk my heart that way again.” Kat murmured in agreement as she closed her eyes in the shade and they dozed off before dinner. Brie did go to see a new movie with her that night and had some dessert, but she pulled into the driveway and turned off the car as she noticed another one in the driveway.

  Brie walked into the kitchen, dimly lit with only the light above the stove on and listened carefully. The basement quickly had become soundproofed so she couldn’t hear anything from there but she tried the door. It opened. Brie walked down the stairs and turned her head to see a young blonde woman strapped to bed as Jimmy rested his face in his hands. “What’s the issue, Jimmy?” She was naked with large breasts and a tight little waist, and Brie felt her heart break as she surveyed the scene.

  “I just can’t do this,” he told her as he stood and started to pace the room in his shorts. He paused and stopped before looking up to see Brie as his face fell.

  She turned and left before she started to cry. That was the moment Brie knew that she was falling for her stepfather, and she dropped onto her bad as the tears slid down her cheeks. They fucked, and he hurt her most of the time, but there were moments when it was just them on the bed as he claimed her body as his. It was his, and she would never want another man.

  Footsteps sounded in the hallway, and she tried to wipe her eyes with her hands. “Brie. Fuck, let me explain.”

  “We never said this was exclusive. I don’t know why it hurt me, but I’m a big girl.” Brie would never give him up and was willing to share.

  “I didn’t do anything with her. I called her here and tied her up, but I didn’t even want to touch her.” Jimmy told her as she turned her head to look at him. “I needed to try and break what I have with you, but I know that I can’t.” He dropped onto her bed and kissed her as Brie pressed against him. They made love on her bed that night, slowly and deeply as they looked into each other’s eyes. Brie came hard and cried out his name as he cupped her face and kissed her though his release before he dropped his head against her chest. “No more women. Only you.”

  The months kept passing and about three weeks before school; Marie looked closely at Brie as they fixed breakfast. “You look a little pale. Are you feeling alright?”

  Brie had been feeling a little more tired than usual and drained, but she blamed the strep throat that she’d gotten earlier this summer from an intern at the office. The idiot had still come to work to get a job but was quickly released when Jimmy saw how sick Brie became. “I haven’t bounced back from the strep. I had such great medicine for that, but I still feel tired.

  Medicine. Antibiotics. Holy shit. That hadn’t even occurred to Brie when she was taking the medicine and what it would do to her birth control pills. It stopped their effectiveness and Jimmy was still fucking her when she was getting better and on the pills. She dropped the knife that she was using to cut fruit for a salad for a BBQ with Marie and her husband along with Kat and her new boyfriend. “Are you okay?”

  “I need some water,” Brie told her as she went for a fresh glass of ice water. She sipped it and returned to her job as her stepfather entered the kitchen from a morning at his office in a meeting. He smiled at the women, and Brie noticed a gleam in his eyes as she felt her stomach twist.

  She made it through the meal by the pool though she denied any drinks. Jimmy informed Kat and her boyfriend that they got the pool house that night with the summer cocktails that they were consuming even as he cast a worried glance at Brie. Jimmy was following her inside as the other couple made their way to their beds for the night, drunk and laughing. “What’s wrong?” His voice sounded laced with concern, and she took a deep breath before she turned to face him.

  “I was on antibiotics this summer, baby. I didn’t think to use condoms and…I am late by a couple of months.” Brie slowly admitted as she stared at him. She had just called him baby, and that hit her harder than the words that explained her situation.

  “We need to test,” Jimmy told her as she nodded. He looked thoughtful for a moment before he urged her upstairs to his room with his hand on the small of her back. “I have some here. Let me check to see if they’re good.”

  Brie sat on the bed as the realization of why he might have some hit her and he went to look in the bathroom. “Did I almost have a sibling?” She asked as he came back into the bedroom holding a box in his hand.

  “There was a scare once. Here, use this. It’s still good.” Jimmy r
ushed through his sentence, and she took the box with shaking hands. “I think it’s easy to do.”

  Brie went through the motions behind the closed door as everything hit her. Pregnancy. Stepfather. This was a bad movie, and she set the stick on the counter as she pulled her shorts back on and sat on the floor. Jimmy tapped on the door, and he moved to sit beside her as a tear slid down her cheek. “I am so sorry. You didn’t want this.”

  “Nothing is final yet.” Jimmy took her hand and stroked it softly. “I want to tell myself that this is wrong. I want to know that I am older than you, and you deserve someone young and in the same part of life that you’re at.” Jimmy sighed. “I want to feel the need to go back to a different woman every night, but I did that to work you out of my system. I did that, and it got me here, and I don’t want anything else.”

  “I want to tell myself similar things, but I have fallen in love with you, Jimmy. I am scared to death right now, but I love you so much.” Brie softly admitted as she looked up at him.

  “I love you too. I am sure that I am going to hell for what I’m doing, but I love you and I kind of like the idea of a baby. I never wanted that before, even with Nat. I was all about business and taking care of the two of you, but there’s something more here.” Jimmy was almost thinking out loud as he glanced up. “Is it time?”

  Brie sighed and stood up to pick up the stick and look for the word that told them what their future was.

  PREGNANT.

  “Holy shit. We’re having a baby.” Brie said as Jimmy stood and pulled her into his arms. They stayed in his room, talking and making love until Brie thought it better to go back to her room.

  She knew that there would be a lot of judgment on the choices that they were making, but Brie prayed for some support along the way as she curled up under her covers and closed her eyes. Brie apologized to her mother in soft whispers as she stared at the picture of the two of them from a BBQ. She heard something across the room, and Brie looked over to see another picture had fallen over.

  She got out of bed to see that it was one of her mom holding her as a baby. Brie frowned. There was no way that it would have just fallen with the weight of the frame and the lack of air in that corner. “Is that you showing me your approval?” Brie whispered as she set it back up. She returned to bed and fell into a restless sleep as she mentally prepared to tell Marie and her friends what she was planning.

  DADDY’S GIRL: NICOLE

  Chapter one

  “It looks like you have a lot on your mind. People have told me that I’m a pretty good listener and I don’t mind being treated like a bartender at some club. You’d be amazed at how many confessions I here in the run of a day inside my taxicab. If you don’t mind me saying so, you don’t look exactly happy to be here.” I was looking out the window watching the scenery go by and twirling my hair in a nervous habit that had become something of a staple in my life. I was in no mood for idle chitchat and this was not what I would consider a pleasure visit.

  I was wearing a black leather jacket kind of short and a black sports bra underneath that. I liked to give the boys something to think about, even though I would never do anything to get myself in the family way. I had lived through that mistake and I saw what it had cost my mother after she got pregnant unexpectedly with me. She treated me like I was that dirty little secret to be swept underneath the rug. She informed me when I was old enough to know better that she didn’t want anything to do with me. She was happy to provide me with everything that I needed, but there was no place in her life for a daughter that was conceived in the back seat of a band members van.

  “You really shouldn’t ask questions that you don’t want to know the answers to. I would gladly tell you everything about the reason why I’m here, but it would probably leave you shaking your head in disgust. Are you sure that you really want to learn about my drama? I’m sure that you have enough drama in your life to last a lifetime.” I was eyeing him suspiciously in the rearview mirror. His expression had this sinister and almost dirty feel to it. I was worried for my safety, but I had a can of mace in case things went terribly awry. “I don’t want to be here. This is the last place that I ever want to find myself. I was perfectly content living my life on my own without the entanglement of family. Unfortunately, this is unavoidable and I’m going to have to confront my mother. Believe me, I don’t want to and I would rather be anywhere but here.” I only told him enough to whet his appetite for more. He was compelled to know the rest of the story.

  My long black hair fell lazily over my shoulders and the tight jeans that I was wearing were practically painted on my body. I had to slide into them every morning, but it was worth the effort to see the look that I got from every guy and even some girls. I didn’t consider myself to be promiscuous and doing something reckless as having sex out of wedlock had never occurred to me. I had those needs like everybody else did, but I did not let the boys with overactive glands get any further than a few errant glances to satisfy their sweet tooth.

  “I know how family can be quite the headache. If you don’t know anything about Italians, I can tell you that we are a rambunctious bunch. We tend to fight with tempers that flare over just about anything. It doesn’t matter if it’s trivial or serious. I’ve gotten my fair share of black eyes from some of my cousins over the years. What is it about your family that can be so overwhelming that you don’t want to see your mother? I’m sure that you have your reasons, but the one thing that we can never change is who our parents are.” What I had mistaken for a sleazy leering gaze was more concern for my well being.

  I did look a little bit younger than my 18 years. I made guys ashamed for even looking at me in a less than platonic way. I kind of got a bit of a thrill playing with their minds and their bodies. I had developed quite early when I was only 14 and having breasts had become something of a curse and a blessing in disguise.

  “If you really want to get into this, then I have no problem unloading for the sake of getting it off my chest.” At the mention of my chest, his eyes had moved slightly below my eye line. I didn’t mind the attention and the sports bra did very little to hide those otherwise prominent assets. “I was born out of a knee jerk reaction to get closer to a band member. My mother was a groupie. She found herself with the whole band. She doesn’t remember who the father is. It could’ve been any one of the five. I’m sure that eventually I will go looking for DNA evidence, but two of the band members have already died of self inflicted wounds. One of them is drug addled and the other is booze riddled. The only one that seems relatively sane is the lead singer. He already moved on to greener pastures and has a family of his own.” I could see that I had his undivided attention and his dark and mysterious eyes were practically glued to every word that I was saying.

  “I can’t even imagine what that’s like. I’m sorry that you have to go through something like that. Being young has its own pitfalls. There are those that actually live sheltered away from this kind of dysfunction. They don’t recognize what’s going on around them and they can’t believe that somebody can have a family that is not as loving as theirs. The day that they take the blinders off is the day that they realize that their sheltered existence has been shattered.” I sat back and I breathed deeply knowing that we were getting closer to our final destination.

  “My mother gave me away to my grandmother and then when I was old enough she made sure to tell me that I wasn’t wanted. I was perfectly fine with that, until this past week. I realized that my funds had dwindled down to nothing. It’s one thing to abandon me, but it’s another to leave me to fend for myself. I will not stand for that and she’s about to learn that this girl has teeth.” I got a solemn nod and then we pulled into this cul-de-sac that was a little too perfect for my liking.

  He dropped me off at the curb of this house that was a wall of windows on the front. I gave him a healthy tip and then he drove off after becoming something of a sounding board for my problems. I walked up the driveway with the kne
es cut out of my jeans. The house was pretty much secluded at the end of the road. There was a small lake in back and I could see what appeared to be a couple of kayaks lying on the grass.

  “Dave… Oh my god….what the fuck…yes…fuck me in the ass. You have the perfect cock to give me the ride of a lifetime. You always know exactly what to do… fuck… fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before.” My mother’s voice was very familiar and for whatever reason, I felt compelled to walk back to where the source of those voices had come from.

  “Maria, I have never met a woman that can take cock like you. You certainly do know how to keep your guy satisfied. Getting a blow job any time that I want it has been something that I’ve always dreamed of. You can deepthroat like nobody’s business and I swear that you could probably suck a golf ball through a garden hose. Your pussy is extra tight and you really do make use of your time wisely to concentrate on those muscles that are going to keep me smiling from ear to ear. God damn…being this deep inside your ass like this has been a long time coming.” It sounded like there was trouble and I was secretly happy for this rift that was coming between Dave and my mother Maria.

  “You know…FUCK ME…that a Latin firecracker like me it too hard to contain for long. I can feel your cock. Every fucking inch is enveloped in my wet tight ass. I might be a little older, but with age comes wisdom. Experience and the willingness to take you in my ass gave me what I needed to win your heart.” I could see in the window the way that they were tangled up in the sheets. It was obvious that he was the one on top, but I had a feeling that wasn’t going to last long. My mother was a bit too domineering to be a in a vulnerable position unless it benefited her in some way. I should have interrupted them, but it looked like they were having a little bit too much fun. Besides, I was a bit of a voyeur and I was waiting for that moment when the sheets would come off and reveal the kind of man and the kind of body that my mother would be drawn to.