Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

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She giggled and came over, her hands diving for his pants as he pulled out of the parking lot. She smiled as she felt his bulge, running a hand over it as she pulled his zipper down. She pushed a hand inside and found what she wanted. The urge to put it in her mouth was overwhelming and she wasted no time in doing so, feeling the warmth of it. She loved the way he tasted, even when he came in her mouth. He’d asked her once how it was, and she’d been honest at the time. “It’s not like candy, but it’s not bad,” she’d said.

Now though, it was almost like she couldn’t get enough of it. It was an odd thing. She highly doubted that it actually tasted different than it used to, but because it was Mike and she loved him, it didn’t taste bad at all.

She tasted the salty precum that always oozed out when he got erect, running her tongue over the tip.

“Why don’t you pull over in that parking lot,” she said, lifting her head and looking towards a mostly empty lot in front of a hardware store. There was a big rig that Mike pulled up next to, on the other side from the road for some privacy. He scooted his seat back and tangled a hand up in her hair, pulling her head down.

She grinned and felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter and finally had to run a hand down to play with herself.

Mike’s cock felt huge in her mouth, and she tried hard to accommodate him as he began to use her head to fuck his cock with her mouth. She felt him moan and looked up briefly seeing movement out of the corner of her eye. She smiled as she realized the trucker must be in his cab, having a clear shot of the action going on in the truck. The thought pushed her over the edge, and she began to come then and there, her hand furiously rubbing at her pussy as Mike pushed her head down into his crotch repeatedly.

She felt him push harder when the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat, and she forced it open for him, swallowing and suppressing her almost non-existent gag reflex at the same time. He moaned loudly and pushed harder, her moans and gasps furthering his own excitement.

She glanced up again, and saw the trucker still watching them, though Mike was oblivious.

She felt him groan and push her against her head again, downwards as his dick pushed into her throat.

“Fuck,” he grunted, his hips shaking. He let go of her head then, but she kept it down on his cock as he began to come, and felt it shooting down her throat instead of into her mouth. She bobbed at the base of his cock for a few more seconds, her brother’s head back and moaning in pleasure.

Extracting the pulsing member from her throat, she began to run her tongue along the tip, closing her lips around it and sucking out the last little bits of semen. She sat back then and smiled, pleased with herself.

Her brother shook himself from his reverie and zipped up his pants. “Thanks Em,” he said with a smile.

“Dirty Fuck Slave was happy to please her Master,” she said with a devilish smile. “But we did have an audience,” she said, pointing towards the truck.

Mike looked at her, and then to the big rig, and then back to her. His truck roared to life and they tore out of the parking lot, heading back home.

“You should have said something, Em!”

She shrugged. “I didn’t mind. All he could see was the top of my head. It’s not like he knew we were twins.” Mike had to agree with her logic. “It’s not like I wouldn’t have told you if it was someone we knew,” she said, seeing his face.

Mike nodded at her. “Fair enough,” he told her.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“So do you think you’ll have enough stamina to fuck me in the ass tonight?” she asked him, as if it were an every day question.

Mike laughed. “I should be fine,” he said. “I just need a few minutes to recuperate, and then I’m good to go again.”

“Ooo,” she said grinning, “does that mean I can do it again soon?”

He laughed and shook his head. “I’m planning on fooling around with Beth if Sarah isn’t home. I’ll be able to spend time with you later tonight and… do what you wanted… maybe.”

She giggled. “Fuck me in the ass, you mean.”

Mike chuckled. “Yes Emma, that.”

She smiled. “Good, I was hoping you’d want to violate me.”

He shook his head and sighed.

“You know you don’t have to fuck me in the ass,” she said.

He turned and looked at her and shook his head again. “I don’t really know how to respond to that,” he admitted.

“I’m saying, if you don’t feel comfortable sticking that big dick in my butt, you don’t have to, you big doofus.”

“I know that Emma,” he said, sounding slightly irritated. “I mean, I’d like to see what it feels like, but I don’t know, it just seems wrong.”

She looked at him like he’d just sprouted a dick out of his forehead.

“What?” he asked finally.

“Mike, you’ve been fucking your sisters for several months now. Fucking me in the ass is lower on the list of fucked up things we’ve done.”

Mike shrugged at her then.

“Look, if it makes you nervous then we don’t have to.”

“I’ll think about it and let you know later,” he said.

“Okay,” she replied, and sat back.

They pulled in and she led her twin inside, knowing he was watching her ass as it bounced up the stairs. Part of her wanted him to video her walking, just so she could see what all the fuss was about.

She opened the door and saw Sarah coming out of the laundry room, looking flustered.

Mike came in behind her and tossed a wave at his eldest sister, but disappeared upstairs, obviously missing the look that Sarah was giving Emma.

“What’s the matter?” Emma asked, following her back in the laundry room.


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