Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

She slid a hand underneath and cradled his heavy balls as she began to slide her lips up and down his shaft, sighing and moaning around his girth. He wasn’t going to last long, being so turned on from the affection he’d been getting from both women, and quickly filled her whimpering and moaning mouth with his seed. As he blew again and again into her mouth, he cried out in pleasure and laid a single hand on the back of her head, causing her to moan. He felt her lick the head his cock, and then slowly moved around, groaning in frustration as she searched for more.

Sighing, she pouted playfully after she finally gave up and sat up. She glanced down and saw the angry tower that his cock had been and whimpered pitifully. “I can’t stop sucking him when he’s so big and angry like that,” she said, her face lowering. She began to stroke, her fist against her lips and her lips locked around the cock head.

“I want another load,” she begged, speaking around his cock head. “I want more of your delicious cum.”

He groaned as she began to rhythmically pump up and down his shaft, her hand squeezing perfectly around his girthy appendage as she sucked hungrily. Amazingly, it didn’t take longer than five minutes or so for him to feel the rumblings of another orgasm. She didn’t slow down in that time, stoically continuing stroke-sucking until he was wriggling and moaning in her grasp again.

“You’re definitely going to get another load,” he said. “Don’t stop.”This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

She squealed in excitement and reached for his hand, placing it back on top of her head and pulling slightly. He moaned at the thought of what she was wanting him to do, and pushed down. He was worried that he’d hurt her though, and didn’t push very hard. It seemed to be enough though, and she began to slurp and suck swiftly on his shaft. Whimpers of pleasure began to fill the room and her hips were gyrating back and forth. He glanced over, but didn’t see anyone behind her, and he wondered why she was acting like she was about to cum too.

Thirty seconds later, he cried out in pleasure as her moans got louder and she cried out, sounding like she was having an orgasm. His cock-head expanded and another warm spray of cum shot from the tip and into his girlfriend’s hungry mouth. He heard her moan “God,” around the tip of his cock, her tongue rolling around in the warm seed before she swallowed it down.

“Fuck,” he said, slapping the couch beside him. She hungrily slurped at him again, swallowing more of his seed before sliding her lips along his shaft and sucking down more of his cum.

She slowed her gyrations and then sat up, moving up and kissing at his neck and chest. “God baby,” she moaned. “That was so fucking good,” she moaned.

He smiled. “You’re telling me.”

“You made me cum so hard, you know,” she said.

He raised an eyebrow. “Seriously?” he asked. “I didn’t even touch you!”

She giggled. “I guess I can get so turned on that I cum without having anyone touch me. I know it’s odd, but orgasms are partially mental anyways. It happens sometimes.”

He looked at her incredulously and shook his head. “That’s crazy,” he said.

She shrugged and lowered her head to suck on his head again. “God, I could do this all night,” she moaned, sliding her lips as far as she could and then tightly running them back up his shaft.

He smiled. “I would let you, but I’m afraid that all I would be shooting was dust if you don’t let me recuperate.”

She giggled quietly but acquiesced and slid up into his arms. They talked quietly for a few more minutes before he kissed her goodnight and headed home.

For the next few weekends, Donna had joined them on the couch and he’d had her perfectly huge tits pressed into softly his side. She’d never gone farther than pushing her perfect orbs up against him, but he didn’t care. He was getting to feel those magnificent tits of hers, even if it was only with his chest and arm.

She seemed to either not notice that she was pressing them against him, or didn’t care. He was in the kitchen making popcorn one time and she came in, reaching around him to grab something from the cabinet, her breasts pushing into his back. She’d said excuse me and left without saying anything else, but that wasn’t odd. It was kind of the norm and had happened more than once.

Whenever she was close to someone, he noticed that her breasts inevitably touched them, like she was unaware how big they were, or how close she was, or that she just didn’t care. Whatever the reason, he didn’t mind at all. Her tits were perfect and he’d gotten the warm softness of them against random parts of his body on more than one occasion. For three Saturdays, they’d watched movies together in this manner and Dexter was enjoying every second. Jessie would always end the night with a blowjob, whether she’d let him eat her pussy or not.

One month after their first date, she invited him over for another movie. Donna assumed her normal position after Jessie snuggled up to him on her side.

“Stay on your side!” Jessie said, playfully moving Donna’s arm back. He hadn’t noticed as she placed it across his chest.

The dark-haired girl stuck her tongue out and put it back. Jessie giggled and then sighed happily as Donna began to gently stroke her hair.

The movie Jessie had chosen was a particularly sexy one, and soon, with his girlfriend’s tits in one side, Donna’s perfect tits in the other, both girls smelling incredible and being so affectionate with each other, an erection tented the blanket in front of him.

Normally, he’d been able to conceal it, but due to the way his pants were, the way the blanket was laying, and the way the two girls next to him were draped across him, it wouldn’t be easily hidden.

Giggling, Jessie looked up and raised an eyebrow.

“I think my boyfriend likes the movie,” Jessie said, giggling. She pulled the blanket down, drawing a look of surprise from Dexter. Donna snickered but didn’t move, her eyes still on the TV.

Groaning, he shifted uncomfortably as Jessie unzipped his pants and then gasped as he felt her cool fingers on his shaft. Pulling it out, he tried to cover her head up to give her some privacy. She’d never been so brazen before.

She shook her head and pulled the blanket back. “I can’t breathe, silly,” she said.

Her lips found the tip of his cock and she moaned around him. Slowly sliding her lips up and down, she began her rhythm and began to stroke in time. Too confused and turned on to protest, he lay still and enjoyed what his exhibitionist girlfriend was doing to him.

Donna stayed still, her head rocking gently as she watched the movie and Jessie sucked his cock. He groaned, feeling his orgasm build, and still Donna didn’t move. Even when he was cumming in Jessie’s mouth, her eyes were still on the screen, one arm under his and her soft breasts pushed into his side.

Moaning, Jessie swallowed his load again and again until he’d finished, and then went about her customary cleaning up. Smiling, she put him away and covered him back up with the blanket, resuming watching the movie as if it had never happened.

He tried to ignore the awkwardness of the situation. Jessie got up for a drink and he glanced down. “Sorry about that,” he said.

Donna looked up at him. “About what?” she asked.

He glanced down at his crotch. “You know…”

“Oh!” Donna said. “Sweetie, it’s not the first time she’s done that,” she said. “You get used to it.”

The thought of his sexy girlfriend doing that to another person while Donna was in the room sent a twinge of jealousy through him, but he quickly shook it from his head. That’s not the type of guy he was, getting jealous like that.