Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

He remembered what she had taught him before about what she liked and began to pulse his tongue gently against her clitoris, causing her to reach down and grab his head. He smirked, but didn’t slow his rhythmic tongue movements.

“Just like that baby,” she whispered. “Oh my goodness!”

He smiled, running his hands underneath her buttocks and lifting her up. She gasped in pleasure then and he pressed his face completely against her, his tongue deep inside. Sliding it back up, he ran it over her clitoris again before he sucked the entire little fleshy mound into his mouth.

“God…” she moaned, arching her back. He saw her stomach muscles tighten as she whimpered in pleasure, an orgasm gently washing over her. He continued licking until she had finally relaxed, her body going limp. Smiling, he watched her recover for a few seconds before reaching over and grabbing her shirt to clean his face off.

Sliding out of bed, he quickly stripped and climbed back in. She’d recovered enough to pull the covers back and get underneath them, holding them open for him as he joined her.

“Are you ready?” he asked, brushing a hair aside.

She smiled up at him as he slid into position, opening her legs for him as he did so. “I’m very ready,” she said.

He smiled and reached down, peering between their bodies so that he could position his erection correctly. He looked up at her and she smiled, nodding her head, and then slowly slid into her.

Groaning, she clutched at him as her eyes rolled back and her legs wrapped around him. He went slowly, thinking that he needed to break through her hymen, but he never felt any resistance. Feeling his cock being adoringly lubricated by her stretched pussy, he paused every few seconds as he started to slide in and out.

“God, you feel so fucking good,” he said.

“So do you baby,” she said. “Your cock feels incredible!”

He reached down, clutching at her hips as he pushed completely into her, his cock up to its hilt inside her pussy. Slowly, he began to slide it out, her pussy clinging to it and pulling slightly with it. Stopping at a natural point, he slowly began to plunge it back in, her pussy happily accepting it.

He’d been kissing her neck most of the time, but then lifted up on a single hand and watched her, slowly picking up speed as they made love. She smiled up at him and whispered, “I love you.”

He kissed her and whispered, “I love you,” his cock sliding slowly in and out of her. Her legs clutching around him, she desperately grabbed at his back as his hips continued to slowly pump up and down.

“Will you cum with me?” she pleaded. “Please, baby?”

He nodded, then added, “Just tell me when you’re getting close.”

“I will,” she said, her breathing growing faster. “God, you feel good inside me,” she added.

“You feel incredible,” he replied. He slid completely into her and then back out, repeating it over and over as she whimpered beneath him.

After a few minutes of rhythmic thrusting, he felt her beginning to tense up.

“God,” she moaned. “I’m getting close again.”

“Me too,” he said.

“Oh fuck, baby,” she said. An odd sensation then coursed up her pussy as he continued to thrust. It felt like a wet sleeve suddenly contracting down on him hard as she whimpered and clutched at him. He felt his orgasm building as she cried out, “Yesyesyes!” underneath him.

Seemingly as one, she climaxed along with him, his cock bursting his seed deep inside her as they clutched at each other. Almost crying from the pleasure, she kept whimpering with each of his thrusts until he could no longer stand it. Sliding to the side and then off, he pulled her into the crook of his arm, both of their chests heaving and the two of them fighting to catch their breath.

He smiled and raised his arm in triumph, causing her to giggle and swat his arm.

“Goofy,” she said. “You celebrating not being a virgin anymore?”

He nodded. “Totally.”

She smiled and caressed his chest.

A sudden thought struck him and he tensed up. “Are you on birth control?” he asked.

She giggled. “Yep,” she said.

He sighed, breathing easier.

“What?” she asked playfully. “You don’t want to have a baby with me?”

He laughed and shook his head. “Not at twenty years old!”

She giggled again and pulled herself close.

He stroked her hair for a few minutes before he turned, drawing her attention. “I thought it would hurt you a little more,” he said.

She shrugged. “It didn’t,” she replied.

He shook his head. “No, I mean, I didn’t feel anything break, like your hymen.”

“Oh, that.” She snickered and then looked up at him. “Well, you were definitely the first time I had sex, but the guy that I haven’t told you about… the one that taught me all about blowjobs; we got a little carried away one time.”

“Oh yeah?” he asked, a little taken aback.

She nodded. “I was nervous about it hurting the first time,” she said. “So he let me put him in me and we broke it. We didn’t move or anything, but he kept it in me for like… 10 seconds. I don’t really consider that sex.”

He chuckled. “I wouldn’t either,” he admitted. “I wasn’t trying to pry.”

She snickered. “I don’t have secrets from you, but you’re not ready to hear that story yet. I promise to tell you when the time is right.”

He smiled and yawned. After a few more minutes of idle chatter, he cut off the lamp and the music while she went to the bathroom, blew out the candle, and went to sleep snuggled up to her.

Just after the sun rose that next morning, he climbed out of bed. He’d learned that his girlfriend was an incredibly heavy sleeper, and it took a lot to wake her up. Slipping on his underwear, he left the small bedroom and went to the bathroom to pee, yawning and stretching as he did so.

He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and smiled. He was no longer a virgin. He’d made it past that milestone! Grinning, he figured he better let his fiancée sleep and went to the kitchen. He brewed a pot of coffee and poured himself a cup, then headed to the living room to relax. A few minutes of quiet reflection later, and Donna’s door opened. He heard John’s rumbling snores from within, and saw Donna come out in a tight nightshirt and panties. She disappeared into the bathroom and then came back into the main room.

“Is that coffee I smell?” she asked, her eyes growing wide.

He nodded. “I brewed a pot,” he said.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

“Thank God there’s finally another coffee drinker,” she said, heading for the kitchen. “John and Jessie don’t drink it, and I don’t like making a pot just for myself.”

He nodded. “I know the struggle.”

She came back in and sat on the couch near him, tucking her feet up under her and sipping at the mug as if it were some sacred nectar.

Taking a short sip, she sighed deeply and relaxed into the couch. “Oh, that’s good,” she said, smiling. A quiet calm descended on them then, and she sat with him a few minutes enjoying the silence.