Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

She headed home a little while later, and he went back in. His dad caught him in the hall and stopped him.

“I’m sorry about all that,” he said.

Dexter chuckled. “It’s all good Dad. You might as well get used to her. She’s a pretty wild girl.”

Don nodded and clapped him on the shoulder. “You just be sure and tell me if I’m intruding. She was being a little forward.”

Dexter nodded. “I will.”

During the week, he saw Jessie a few times, but didn’t really have too much of an opportunity to spend time with her. Still, by Friday, he was desperate to spend quality time with her. Turning in early, he went to work out as soon as he woke up that morning. After lunch she told him to come over that evening and they’d watch another movie and she’d get to take care of him.

He loved the sound of that, of course, and told her that he’d be there. He drove over and knocked on the door. Hearing, “Come in,” from within, he opened it and glanced around the room.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Donna and John were sitting on the long couch. Jessie was sitting in her spot and smiled up at Dexter.

“Hi baby!” she said, standing and coming over to hug him. She pulled him down for a deep kiss and led him over to the couch.

“Can I get you something to drink?” Donna said, standing and coming over to give him a hug. She seemed to delight in pushing his buttons somewhat, and pressed her breasts into his chest, smiling sweetly as if nothing were wrong.

Dexter couldn’t help but smile and nod.

“Beer?” she asked.

He shrugged and nodded again. Disappearing into the kitchen, she returned a second later as he was getting situated in the middle, next to Jessie.

John was already in the corner, and reached up, pulling Donna down into his lap before she playfully swatted at him and gave him a kiss.

“So who picked the movie tonight?” Dexter asked.

Donna smiled and waved. “It’s a good one,” she said.

He smirked and relaxed into the couch as the movie started. Glancing down at Jessie, she sensed the movement and smiled up at him.

“Love you,” she mouthed.

He smiled and whispered, “I love you too,” before turning and trying to focus on the movie. Donna’s top was nicely low-cut and he had an epic view of her cleavage. She and John were play fighting on the couch, and she was arching her back trying to get to him, sending her breasts swaying alluringly.

He chuckled and rolled his eyes at Jessie.

“Stop shaking your tits at my boyfriend,” Jessie said, reaching over and slapping her on the knee.

Donna giggled and slid back into her normal place, slapping John on the leg once more. Sighing, she looked up at Dexter and waited.

He raised an eyebrow and then snickered, lifting his arm to let her snuggle up to his chest. She sighed happily, coming up under his arm, her breasts pressing into his side. She quickly decided that it was more comfortable above his arm, and had him lower it. He tended to like that way more than the other. It lessened the likelihood of his arm going to sleep, and he tended to feel more of her breasts in that position.

Jessie was her typical affectionate self during the movie and was gently stroking his chest with one hand, and running her fingers along his crotch with the other. This only served to make him hard, and of course, she couldn’t possibly resist that.

With one eye on the movie, which was actually pretty good, Jessie leaned down and unabashedly started to suck his cock. The other two in the room besides Dexter continued watching the movie as if it were not a big deal.

It was as hot as the other times that he’d been blown with Donna right next to him, her large breasts pushing into his shoulder, the way she smelled. Jessie’s talented mouth brought him quickly to orgasm and he groaned, his head rolling back before he looked back down.

Donna surprised him by reaching down and pulling Jessie’s hair out of the way, briefly glancing down before looking back at the movie.

Feeling her gulp him down and then beginning her cleaning ritual, Dexter felt like he could melt into the couch.

Sitting up, Jessie smiled at him widely. “Thank you baby,” she said, licking a single finger.

Donna turned and smiled at her then, and an unspoken message seemed to pass between the two. Jessie leaned over and to Dexter’s complete surprise, kissed Donna, her tongue passing into her roommate’s mouth as Donna suckled at it. A few seconds of quiet slurping at each other, and then the two kissed once more, a punctuation at the end of a very sexy sentence.

Dexter couldn’t believe what he’d just seen! Jessie winked at him and turned, looking back at the TV. She leaned over and asked John a question about the movie. He nodded and answered her normally, as if he hadn’t just seen his girlfriend kiss another girl’s cum laced lips and tongue.

Donna turned and snuggled up to Dexter again, her head on his shoulder, not saying anything. She briefly licked her lips one time, and he felt himself getting harder.

That night, after another intense session of sixty-nine with his beloved girlfriend, Dexter fell asleep with her draped across his body.

Early in the morning before the sun was up, he awoke and stumbled to the bathroom to take a piss. He sighed, seeing the morning wood that he was sporting. Figuring that he could make use of it if he went and “accidentally” woke Jessie up, he sat down on the toilet and pushed the sucker down, angling it and leaning forwards so he could relieve himself. After he finished, he stood and flushed. Stepping towards the door, he paused and stood in the darkness of the bathroom for a few seconds, straining to hear.

He’d heard movement and figured Jessie had to use the bathroom, so he headed for the door. Just as he reached it, it opened and she entered. She ran into him and jumped slightly, her hand brushing against his erection.

“Dex?” she asked.

He nodded, but then listened again. “Donna?” he asked the figure in the dark.

She giggled. He felt her hand encircle his cock and stroke.

“Fuck,” she said. “Jessie said you were big, but holy shit.”

He backed up away from her to let her pass, but she followed, pinning him up against the wall. Without a word, she knelt in front of him and took him in her warm mouth.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” he whispered, feeling her surprisingly talented tongue wrap around the tip of his dick.

“Mmmhmm,” she said, giggling.

He groaned audibly, feeling the suction that she was applying. Moaning, he knew he should stop her but couldn’t find the words. She moaned around his cock and then started to slide it deep into her mouth. He felt his knees grow weak then as she pushed, his cock pressing against the back of her throat until he was completely inside her. His cock couldn’t have been easy to take into her throat, but she was doing it seemingly without effort. He couldn’t believe it! Sighing, he leaned back against the wall as she deepthroated him again, and then again, her throat making a slight gluckgluckgluck noise each time.

He groaned, his excitement at the taboo experience overflowing. “You’re gonna make me cum,” he warned. “Holy shit.”

She extricated him quickly and kissed the tip with her soft lips, then slid them over it again. He’d hoped that she was going to stop what she was doing and stand up, but she started to slide her lips down his shaft again. He couldn’t help himself, and gently cradled the back of her head.