Fitness By Flash Elena
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It all had started innocently enough. Your typical “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours” thing. But it was apparent that things would get out of hand quickly the desire we had for each other was taboo, but that made us want the other even more.
My brother is two years older than me; when all this started he was twenty I was eighteen. I had been rather sheltered and had just discovered my vagina and had realized how good it felt to rub the top of the mound. I’d hide in my room and study my soft folds for what seemed like hours. The way that it glistened with who knows what after I had started to rub the top of my mound there was a tiny hole between where I’d piss and where I’d take a shit that fascinated me. It contracted and relaxed as I rubbed the top of my mound and then one day I discovered my tiny bud. I knew from the book my mom had given me about “becoming a woman” that this little bud was my clitoris, but I didn’t know what it did. The book was far too vague about this.
I was home alone one afternoon packing up some of my winter clothes when I heard a loud moan from downstairs. The nose startled and then scared me; I knew I should go investigate. Oh how I wished my brother was home. He was far better at being brave than I was.
I brought a box of clothes with me and made my way downstairs to look around, there was nobody on the first floor of the house. Mom and dad were at work, and I wasn’t sure if my brother was home from school yet or not.
The noise came again making me jump and I realized it was coming from the basement.
“Hello?!” I called as I made my way down the stairs, “who’s there?”
“Jesus Christ Elena, it’s just me,” my brother’s voice came from the storage closet in our basement.
“Jacob?!?”
“Yes, now go back upstairs and leave me alone,”
“Are you ok? You sound like you’re in pain,”
“I’m fine, now leave.”
“If you’re hurt we need to call someone,” I was just outside the door now.
“I’M FINE,”
“What are you doing in there?” I questioned.
“Nothing, just leave.”
“No,”
I heard a rustle of paper and plastic that sounded like candy wrappers and I flung the door open.
“If you have candy….” I stopped; my brother was standing there, his hands covering the area between his legs, “what are you doing?”
“Jesus Elena, just go away.”
“But what are you doing?”
“I’m jerking off,” he snapped.
“What do you mean?”
He blushed slightly before replying
“Well, um, I’m playing with myself, it feels good.”
“Oh, I do that too,” I got excited, my brother and I had very little in common, and now we did, “can I see yours.”
“I’m sorry what?!” he stood there with his jaw slack
“Can I see yours? Does it get all shiny and wet when you rub it.”
“I uh, well yeah sorta,”
“Come on Jacob, I wanna see yours.”
“Elena, do you have any idea how wrong this is?”
“Why?” I cocked my head slightly, “is it wrong if I don’t show you mine too?”
He groaned softly but finally nodded his head.
“Well I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,”
He slowly moved his hand and I gasped softly. I had only seen a penis in health books at school and it always was limp and laid flat.
“Why is it like that?” I murmured stepping closer and closing the door behind me.
“Like what?” he asked chuckling slightly
“It stands straight out, does it always do that?” I wanted to touch it, see how different it was from my own body.
“No, it doesn’t always do this,” he said laughing softly, “come on s*s, your turn,” he whispered his voice husky.
I swallowed hard but wiggled out of my jeans and cotton panties and sat on the spare mattress my parents kept down in the storage room.
He moved closer and sat on the edge of the mattress.
“You can touch it if you want,” I whispered softly.
He wet his fingers and ran them along my slit making me gasp softly.
“Are you ok?” he murmured softly
“Yes, let me show you,” I whispered.
My eyes locked with his as I stroked myself slowly making myself wetter and wetter. As I touched myself he stroked his penis.
“Ooo what’s that?” I asked as the tip of the head started to glisten slightly.
“Precum,” he gasped as he wiped the tip with his finger and licked it off, his eyes were still glued to my glistening hole as he continued to stroke.
“But what is it?” I insisted.
“It’s what happens before a guy orgasms;” he grounded out.
“Oh, what’s an orgasm?!”
“You need to go back upstairs Elena,”
“But I wanna watch,”
“You’ve seen enough,” he groaned as his hand continued to stroke
“Please Jacob, I want to watch.”
He groaned softly.
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure,” he murmured
“So I know that this,” I spread open my hole and exposed my clitoris, “is my clitoris, but what does it do?”
He groaned again
“Jacob, what does it do?”
“If you rub it, it feels good,” he managed to gasp as his hand moved furiously over his shaft.
“It does?”
“Yes,” he studied my face and moved closer, “I’ll show you,” he whispered softly
His free hand moved to my mound and he found the bud. I gasped as he rubbed it gently. This was a whole new sensation I felt my hole contract as he continued to stroke.
“Jacob,” I moaned softly
“Feels good huh?”
“Yes,” I moaned softly, my hips moving on their own accord.
“k**S?! Where are you?!” our mother’s voice carried down the stairs
“Shit, quick get dressed,” my brother hissed as he pulled his shorts on
“I can’t find my underwear,” I panicked.
“Don’t worry about that now. Put your jeans on.”
I dressed quickly and we left the closet, he quickly grabbed the box of clothes I had brought down and moved to bring it into the storage closet.
“We’re down here Ma,” Jacob called his voice calm and collected, “Elena needed some help with bringing her winter clothes downstairs,” he looked at me and I knew that we should never bring up what happened between the two of us in the closet.
Over the next three years we’d meet in secret in the closet in the basement, I knew that at some point we’d probably break and do something that we shouldn’t; at least it seemed like it was going to be something we shouldn’t do based on how Jacob reacted each time we met.
It was never planned it just happened, mom and dad would be gone for the night or we’d be downstairs cleaning and it would just happen.
Jacob told me early on that nobody called what he had a penis; well unless you were a little k** or a doctor. It was a cock or a dick. And he laughed every time I called what I had my hole or my vagina. It’s a pussy, snatch or cunt he told me, oh and nobody called that tiny bud I had by it’s full name, it was just a clit. He’d watch me make myself wet and I’d watch him stroke himself until he’d leak that clear liquid he called pre-cum. I wanted more, but I wasn’t sure exactly what else I wanted.
The boys at the college avoided me like the plague and I was convinced it was because I was unattractive. I knew my brother had girlfriends, but I wasn’t sure what they did together if anything.
We were walking home from classes one day when sirens started going off. A tornado was coming. Jacob grabbed my hand and we ran as fast as we could. We were only three blocks from home when the sirens started going off but it felt like three miles. I tripped and fell as we ran up the front walk and skinned my knee and palms, through my tears I staggered into the house and Jacob secured the door.
“Get down into the closet, it’s the only room in the basement with no windows and it’s secure. Dad told me that’s where we need to go if a tornado came.”
“Where are you going?”
“Getting the first aid kit and the supply bag, now go,” he shoved me towards the basement.
I flew down the stairs and into the closet. Jacob joined me a few minutes later and secured the door.
“Let me look at your knee and hand,” he said sitting down on the bed next to me after he had turned on the light that was in the closet.
He opened the first aid kit and carefully cleaned out the wound on my palm and knee. After he had bandaged it he leaned back and studied me.
Tears streamed down my cheeks for more than one reason, yes, my knee and hand hurt, but I was scared. This was my first tornado (that I could remember) and mom and dad were at work.
“Elena,” Jacob said quietly, “what’s wrong?”
I shook my head but continued to sob, putting my head in my hands.
“Elena,” he moved closer and rubbed my back gently, “come on, we’re going to be fine.”
“What about Mom and Dad,” I gasped finally.
“They have storm shelters at work, they’re going to be fine,” he continued to rub my back as I shook, “Come here,” he finally murmured.
I turned towards him and he pulled me into his arms his mouth near my near murmuring words of encouragement and telling me that everything was going to be ok. He pulled back and kissed my forehead and then my eyelids and down my cheek. His lips brushed mine gently as he made his way back down to my neck.
“Elena,” he murmured softly into my ear, “do you know how beautiful you are? So incredibly beautiful,” his lips brushed my neck as his hand slid under my shirt.
“Jacob,” I moaned softly
“What Elena?”
I pulled back and studied his face my hands went to his face and my thumb stroked his lower lip. A gasp escaped my throat as his lips parted and pulled my thumb into his mouth sucking it lightly. His eyes locked with mine as one hand slid out from under my shirt and slid under my skirt.
“You always touch yourself for me,” he murmured as his fingers brushed my mound gently, “let me touch you, please?”
“Jacob,” I moaned softly
“We have plenty of time to kill,” he whispered as his fingers stroked along the edges of my cotton panties, pressing a kiss to my neck below my ear, “let me,”
I couldn’t speak so I only nodded. His fingers slid beneath the fabric caressing the lips of my pussy gently.
“Look at me,” he growled softly as my eyes started to close.
I moaned and forced myself to look at him, his eyes darkened slightly as he slid his finger into my center and stroked.
“Christ Elena,” he moaned softly, “you’re prefect, so fucking perfect,”
His fingers slide in deeper as he strokes, his lips pressing kisses against my neck biting me gently.
“Jacob,” I moaned softly as he slid his fingers out and brought them to his lips.
“Oh sweet Jesus,” he hissed as he tasted me for the first time, “Elena, I can’t stop, I need more,”
“What do you mean more?” I whispered softly
“Let me show you.”
“Jacob, tell me,”
He pressed me back into the mattress and hovered over me a fraction of an inch from my face.
“I want to go down on you, sucking your clit until you try to push my head away; I want to fuck you against the wall; I want to fuck you here on the mattress. I want to fuck you in the shower, in my car; I want you so bad it hurts,”
“Jacob,” I gasp softly as his fingers find my center again.
“Don’t tell me that you don’t want that too,” he hissed softly, “you’re dripping wet. Tell me what you want,” he whispered stroking me more firmly.
I moaned softly as he free hand slid up the front of my shirt and he gently caressed one of my breasts.
“Tell me Elena,”
“Jacob,”
“Why don’t I show you what you do to me,” he murmured as he stood and slid out of his shorts, his erection springing free.
I gasped and then moaned as he took my hand in his and brought it to his cock.
“Do you see what you do to me?”
He moaned as I slowly milked his shaft mimicking what I’ve seen him do countless times before starting at the base and working to the head.
“Jacob,” I whispered softly as my hand continued to work the length.
A bead of pre-cum formed on the tip and without thinking I leaned forward and flicked my tongue out capturing the bead and bringing it into my mouth.
“Fuck,” Jacob cursed, “Elena,”
“Jacob, I want you too,” I managed to gasp, surprised at how sweet he tasted.
Before I could blink he pounced, pressing me into the mattress his hands made quick work of my skirt and shirt. He tore off my bra and panties and fell between my legs. I gasped as his mouth closed over my mound his tongue flicking against my clit.
“Jacob,”
“Fuck,” he growled as he sucked on me hard, his tongue dipping deep into my snatch, “do you have any clue how fucking delicious you are?” he hissed as he nipped my clit gently
“Yes,” I gasped.
“Fuck,” he cursed again, “I can’t believe I waited this long. I can’t believe we waited this long.”
He feasts for what seems like hours, his fingers joining his mouth as he devours my snatch, finally I push my hand against his head, but he’s not to be detoured.
“Jacob,” I moan softly
“What is it baby girl?” he murmurs softly kissing the inside of my thighs gently, “tell me what you want.”
“Fuck me,” I whimper softly.
He smiles slightly, and slides up my body.
“Who else have you fucked Elena?” he whispers as he teases my clit with the head of his cock.
“Nobody,” I whisper softly
“No one,”
“You should know that,” I moan, “none of the boys at school look at me or talk to me unless they have to.”
“There’s a reason for that,” he whispers softly as he slides the head into my snatch
“Why,” I manage to ask as he slides further into my snatch.
“I told them that if any of them fucking touched you I’d kill them.”
“Why?” I manage to moan as he pressed forward more
“Because I wanted to be your first,” he hissed as he slid deeper coming in contact with my hymen, “I’m going to be your first,”
“Jacob,” I gasp as he sliced through bringing tears to my eyes.
“Shhhhh, no more tears,” he murmured kissing my mouth gently, “so perfect, so fucking perfect,” he moaned as his hips rocked into mine.
“Fuck,” I curse softly as he changed position so he could both fuck me and rub my clit.
My back arches as his thumb and forefinger rolls my clit between them; at the same time I feel the walls of my pussy clench tightly around his shaft. He groans loudly as I grip him firmly.
“Elena,” he growls into my ear before biting my neck gently.
“Harder Jacob, please fuck me harder.”
“We have to change positions for that,” he chuckles softly.
We hear a loud boom and the sound of breaking glass; he pulls me into his arms and kisses the top of my head.
“No matter what, I got you; nothing bad is going to happen to you. I promise.”
He moves me to the bare wall and for the first time I notice that there is a huge mirror in the closet that faces the bare wall; he chuckles softly and murmurs that he wants me to watch as he fucks me.
“Wrap your legs around me Elena,” his hands lift me at my hips and he slips into me slowly, “watch Elena, watch as I take you, make you mine,”
I moan softly as he thrusts his hips into mine; the muscles of his ass contract as he continues to thrust.
“Jacob,” his hips move harder and faster as he drives into me over and over again.
“Are you watching Elena? Are you watching me fuck you?”
I moan softly and grip his shoulders hard with my nails, he moans with pleasure as my nails dig into his shoulders.
“That’s it baby, mark me up,” he moans kissing me hard on the mouth his tongue taking what it wanted.
I groan as his hand slide down to my ass and he thrusts harder and faster.
“I’m going to cum soon Elena, where do you want it?”
“Don’t stop fucking me Jacob,”
“You want me to fill you up?”
“Yes,”
“What if after I fill you up I suck it out?” he murmured kissing my neck nipping it lightly.
“Fuck,” I groan
“You realize that I’ll never get tired of fucking you right?”
“Yes I know,” I gasp.
“I’ll fuck you every chance I can get,” he growls
I moan softly
“Has mom put you on birth control yet?”
“No,” I moan
“And yet you still want me to finish in you,” he chuckles softly
“Yes,” I moan
“Mmmmm imagine if I get you pregnant,” he whispers softly, “my baby in your belly,”
“Fuck,” I manage
“You’d like that wouldn’t you,” he whispered into my ear before biting my neck.
His thrusts increased as did my moans.
“Are you going to scream Elena?” his mouth near my ear, his breath hot on my neck
“Jacob,” my voice barely a whimper
“Scream for me Elena,”
As he continues to thrust harder and faster he pins me against the wall hard his hands grasping my face forcing me to look at him.
“Scream for me,”
A sound that I was not prepared for rips from my throat even over the roar of the storm over head I’m certain that anyone walking by would be able to hear me. He pumps me full of his seed, lowering me slowly just enough for him to ease his cock out of my pussy. He fulfills his first promise and sucks his cum out of me with great slurping sounds my hand at the back of his head, pinning him there.
The storm ends and we make our way back upstairs, the house is intact aside from some windows being broken and the tree in the front yard being toppled.
Mom and Dad arrive uns**thed several hours later and are grateful that we’re both safe and had the presence of mind to hide in the basement in the storage closet. We both exchange a look as we help Mom and Dad clean up the glass and start to make repairs around the property.
Jacob catches me alone in the kitchen later that evening and hugs me tight before whispering into my ear
“My room, tonight, after mom and dad are asleep.”
I nod slowly. Knowing that the Pandora’s box that was opened in the basement has sent both of us spiraling down a rabbit hole of which there is no escape.
That was nearly five years ago. Jacob and I share an apartment (and a bed) and while we both date, we never bring our date’s home. I know that he and I will never settle down with someone else, and while our parents wonder about our relationship and how close we are, they never ask.
I’m certain that though others may look at our relationship as wrong, I know what feels right.
My brother is two years older than me; when all this started he was twenty I was eighteen. I had been rather sheltered and had just discovered my vagina and had realized how good it felt to rub the top of the mound. I’d hide in my room and study my soft folds for what seemed like hours. The way that it glistened with who knows what after I had started to rub the top of my mound there was a tiny hole between where I’d piss and where I’d take a shit that fascinated me. It contracted and relaxed as I rubbed the top of my mound and then one day I discovered my tiny bud. I knew from the book my mom had given me about “becoming a woman” that this little bud was my clitoris, but I didn’t know what it did. The book was far too vague about this.
I was home alone one afternoon packing up some of my winter clothes when I heard a loud moan from downstairs. The nose startled and then scared me; I knew I should go investigate. Oh how I wished my brother was home. He was far better at being brave than I was.
I brought a box of clothes with me and made my way downstairs to look around, there was nobody on the first floor of the house. Mom and dad were at work, and I wasn’t sure if my brother was home from school yet or not.
The noise came again making me jump and I realized it was coming from the basement.
“Hello?!” I called as I made my way down the stairs, “who’s there?”
“Jesus Christ Elena, it’s just me,” my brother’s voice came from the storage closet in our basement.
“Jacob?!?”
“Yes, now go back upstairs and leave me alone,”
“Are you ok? You sound like you’re in pain,”
“I’m fine, now leave.”
“If you’re hurt we need to call someone,” I was just outside the door now.
“I’M FINE,”
“What are you doing in there?” I questioned.
“Nothing, just leave.”
“No,”
I heard a rustle of paper and plastic that sounded like candy wrappers and I flung the door open.
“If you have candy….” I stopped; my brother was standing there, his hands covering the area between his legs, “what are you doing?”
“Jesus Elena, just go away.”
“But what are you doing?”
“I’m jerking off,” he snapped.
“What do you mean?”
He blushed slightly before replying
“Well, um, I’m playing with myself, it feels good.”
“Oh, I do that too,” I got excited, my brother and I had very little in common, and now we did, “can I see yours.”
“I’m sorry what?!” he stood there with his jaw slack
“Can I see yours? Does it get all shiny and wet when you rub it.”
“I uh, well yeah sorta,”
“Come on Jacob, I wanna see yours.”
“Elena, do you have any idea how wrong this is?”
“Why?” I cocked my head slightly, “is it wrong if I don’t show you mine too?”
He groaned softly but finally nodded his head.
“Well I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,”
He slowly moved his hand and I gasped softly. I had only seen a penis in health books at school and it always was limp and laid flat.
“Why is it like that?” I murmured stepping closer and closing the door behind me.
“Like what?” he asked chuckling slightly
“It stands straight out, does it always do that?” I wanted to touch it, see how different it was from my own body.
“No, it doesn’t always do this,” he said laughing softly, “come on s*s, your turn,” he whispered his voice husky.
I swallowed hard but wiggled out of my jeans and cotton panties and sat on the spare mattress my parents kept down in the storage room.
He moved closer and sat on the edge of the mattress.
“You can touch it if you want,” I whispered softly.
He wet his fingers and ran them along my slit making me gasp softly.
“Are you ok?” he murmured softly
“Yes, let me show you,” I whispered.
My eyes locked with his as I stroked myself slowly making myself wetter and wetter. As I touched myself he stroked his penis.
“Ooo what’s that?” I asked as the tip of the head started to glisten slightly.
“Precum,” he gasped as he wiped the tip with his finger and licked it off, his eyes were still glued to my glistening hole as he continued to stroke.
“But what is it?” I insisted.
“It’s what happens before a guy orgasms;” he grounded out.
“Oh, what’s an orgasm?!”
“You need to go back upstairs Elena,”
“But I wanna watch,”
“You’ve seen enough,” he groaned as his hand continued to stroke
“Please Jacob, I want to watch.”
He groaned softly.
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure,” he murmured
“So I know that this,” I spread open my hole and exposed my clitoris, “is my clitoris, but what does it do?”
He groaned again
“Jacob, what does it do?”
“If you rub it, it feels good,” he managed to gasp as his hand moved furiously over his shaft.
“It does?”
“Yes,” he studied my face and moved closer, “I’ll show you,” he whispered softly
His free hand moved to my mound and he found the bud. I gasped as he rubbed it gently. This was a whole new sensation I felt my hole contract as he continued to stroke.
“Jacob,” I moaned softly
“Feels good huh?”
“Yes,” I moaned softly, my hips moving on their own accord.
“k**S?! Where are you?!” our mother’s voice carried down the stairs
“Shit, quick get dressed,” my brother hissed as he pulled his shorts on
“I can’t find my underwear,” I panicked.
“Don’t worry about that now. Put your jeans on.”
I dressed quickly and we left the closet, he quickly grabbed the box of clothes I had brought down and moved to bring it into the storage closet.
“We’re down here Ma,” Jacob called his voice calm and collected, “Elena needed some help with bringing her winter clothes downstairs,” he looked at me and I knew that we should never bring up what happened between the two of us in the closet.
Over the next three years we’d meet in secret in the closet in the basement, I knew that at some point we’d probably break and do something that we shouldn’t; at least it seemed like it was going to be something we shouldn’t do based on how Jacob reacted each time we met.
It was never planned it just happened, mom and dad would be gone for the night or we’d be downstairs cleaning and it would just happen.
Jacob told me early on that nobody called what he had a penis; well unless you were a little k** or a doctor. It was a cock or a dick. And he laughed every time I called what I had my hole or my vagina. It’s a pussy, snatch or cunt he told me, oh and nobody called that tiny bud I had by it’s full name, it was just a clit. He’d watch me make myself wet and I’d watch him stroke himself until he’d leak that clear liquid he called pre-cum. I wanted more, but I wasn’t sure exactly what else I wanted.
The boys at the college avoided me like the plague and I was convinced it was because I was unattractive. I knew my brother had girlfriends, but I wasn’t sure what they did together if anything.
We were walking home from classes one day when sirens started going off. A tornado was coming. Jacob grabbed my hand and we ran as fast as we could. We were only three blocks from home when the sirens started going off but it felt like three miles. I tripped and fell as we ran up the front walk and skinned my knee and palms, through my tears I staggered into the house and Jacob secured the door.
“Get down into the closet, it’s the only room in the basement with no windows and it’s secure. Dad told me that’s where we need to go if a tornado came.”
“Where are you going?”
“Getting the first aid kit and the supply bag, now go,” he shoved me towards the basement.
I flew down the stairs and into the closet. Jacob joined me a few minutes later and secured the door.
“Let me look at your knee and hand,” he said sitting down on the bed next to me after he had turned on the light that was in the closet.
He opened the first aid kit and carefully cleaned out the wound on my palm and knee. After he had bandaged it he leaned back and studied me.
Tears streamed down my cheeks for more than one reason, yes, my knee and hand hurt, but I was scared. This was my first tornado (that I could remember) and mom and dad were at work.
“Elena,” Jacob said quietly, “what’s wrong?”
I shook my head but continued to sob, putting my head in my hands.
“Elena,” he moved closer and rubbed my back gently, “come on, we’re going to be fine.”
“What about Mom and Dad,” I gasped finally.
“They have storm shelters at work, they’re going to be fine,” he continued to rub my back as I shook, “Come here,” he finally murmured.
I turned towards him and he pulled me into his arms his mouth near my near murmuring words of encouragement and telling me that everything was going to be ok. He pulled back and kissed my forehead and then my eyelids and down my cheek. His lips brushed mine gently as he made his way back down to my neck.
“Elena,” he murmured softly into my ear, “do you know how beautiful you are? So incredibly beautiful,” his lips brushed my neck as his hand slid under my shirt.
“Jacob,” I moaned softly
“What Elena?”
I pulled back and studied his face my hands went to his face and my thumb stroked his lower lip. A gasp escaped my throat as his lips parted and pulled my thumb into his mouth sucking it lightly. His eyes locked with mine as one hand slid out from under my shirt and slid under my skirt.
“You always touch yourself for me,” he murmured as his fingers brushed my mound gently, “let me touch you, please?”
“Jacob,” I moaned softly
“We have plenty of time to kill,” he whispered as his fingers stroked along the edges of my cotton panties, pressing a kiss to my neck below my ear, “let me,”
I couldn’t speak so I only nodded. His fingers slid beneath the fabric caressing the lips of my pussy gently.
“Look at me,” he growled softly as my eyes started to close.
I moaned and forced myself to look at him, his eyes darkened slightly as he slid his finger into my center and stroked.
“Christ Elena,” he moaned softly, “you’re prefect, so fucking perfect,”
His fingers slide in deeper as he strokes, his lips pressing kisses against my neck biting me gently.
“Jacob,” I moaned softly as he slid his fingers out and brought them to his lips.
“Oh sweet Jesus,” he hissed as he tasted me for the first time, “Elena, I can’t stop, I need more,”
“What do you mean more?” I whispered softly
“Let me show you.”
“Jacob, tell me,”
He pressed me back into the mattress and hovered over me a fraction of an inch from my face.
“I want to go down on you, sucking your clit until you try to push my head away; I want to fuck you against the wall; I want to fuck you here on the mattress. I want to fuck you in the shower, in my car; I want you so bad it hurts,”
“Jacob,” I gasp softly as his fingers find my center again.
“Don’t tell me that you don’t want that too,” he hissed softly, “you’re dripping wet. Tell me what you want,” he whispered stroking me more firmly.
I moaned softly as he free hand slid up the front of my shirt and he gently caressed one of my breasts.
“Tell me Elena,”
“Jacob,”
“Why don’t I show you what you do to me,” he murmured as he stood and slid out of his shorts, his erection springing free.
I gasped and then moaned as he took my hand in his and brought it to his cock.
“Do you see what you do to me?”
He moaned as I slowly milked his shaft mimicking what I’ve seen him do countless times before starting at the base and working to the head.
“Jacob,” I whispered softly as my hand continued to work the length.
A bead of pre-cum formed on the tip and without thinking I leaned forward and flicked my tongue out capturing the bead and bringing it into my mouth.
“Fuck,” Jacob cursed, “Elena,”
“Jacob, I want you too,” I managed to gasp, surprised at how sweet he tasted.
Before I could blink he pounced, pressing me into the mattress his hands made quick work of my skirt and shirt. He tore off my bra and panties and fell between my legs. I gasped as his mouth closed over my mound his tongue flicking against my clit.
“Jacob,”
“Fuck,” he growled as he sucked on me hard, his tongue dipping deep into my snatch, “do you have any clue how fucking delicious you are?” he hissed as he nipped my clit gently
“Yes,” I gasped.
“Fuck,” he cursed again, “I can’t believe I waited this long. I can’t believe we waited this long.”
He feasts for what seems like hours, his fingers joining his mouth as he devours my snatch, finally I push my hand against his head, but he’s not to be detoured.
“Jacob,” I moan softly
“What is it baby girl?” he murmurs softly kissing the inside of my thighs gently, “tell me what you want.”
“Fuck me,” I whimper softly.
He smiles slightly, and slides up my body.
“Who else have you fucked Elena?” he whispers as he teases my clit with the head of his cock.
“Nobody,” I whisper softly
“No one,”
“You should know that,” I moan, “none of the boys at school look at me or talk to me unless they have to.”
“There’s a reason for that,” he whispers softly as he slides the head into my snatch
“Why,” I manage to ask as he slides further into my snatch.
“I told them that if any of them fucking touched you I’d kill them.”
“Why?” I manage to moan as he pressed forward more
“Because I wanted to be your first,” he hissed as he slid deeper coming in contact with my hymen, “I’m going to be your first,”
“Jacob,” I gasp as he sliced through bringing tears to my eyes.
“Shhhhh, no more tears,” he murmured kissing my mouth gently, “so perfect, so fucking perfect,” he moaned as his hips rocked into mine.
“Fuck,” I curse softly as he changed position so he could both fuck me and rub my clit.
My back arches as his thumb and forefinger rolls my clit between them; at the same time I feel the walls of my pussy clench tightly around his shaft. He groans loudly as I grip him firmly.
“Elena,” he growls into my ear before biting my neck gently.
“Harder Jacob, please fuck me harder.”
“We have to change positions for that,” he chuckles softly.
We hear a loud boom and the sound of breaking glass; he pulls me into his arms and kisses the top of my head.
“No matter what, I got you; nothing bad is going to happen to you. I promise.”
He moves me to the bare wall and for the first time I notice that there is a huge mirror in the closet that faces the bare wall; he chuckles softly and murmurs that he wants me to watch as he fucks me.
“Wrap your legs around me Elena,” his hands lift me at my hips and he slips into me slowly, “watch Elena, watch as I take you, make you mine,”
I moan softly as he thrusts his hips into mine; the muscles of his ass contract as he continues to thrust.
“Jacob,” his hips move harder and faster as he drives into me over and over again.
“Are you watching Elena? Are you watching me fuck you?”
I moan softly and grip his shoulders hard with my nails, he moans with pleasure as my nails dig into his shoulders.
“That’s it baby, mark me up,” he moans kissing me hard on the mouth his tongue taking what it wanted.
I groan as his hand slide down to my ass and he thrusts harder and faster.
“I’m going to cum soon Elena, where do you want it?”
“Don’t stop fucking me Jacob,”
“You want me to fill you up?”
“Yes,”
“What if after I fill you up I suck it out?” he murmured kissing my neck nipping it lightly.
“Fuck,” I groan
“You realize that I’ll never get tired of fucking you right?”
“Yes I know,” I gasp.
“I’ll fuck you every chance I can get,” he growls
I moan softly
“Has mom put you on birth control yet?”
“No,” I moan
“And yet you still want me to finish in you,” he chuckles softly
“Yes,” I moan
“Mmmmm imagine if I get you pregnant,” he whispers softly, “my baby in your belly,”
“Fuck,” I manage
“You’d like that wouldn’t you,” he whispered into my ear before biting my neck.
His thrusts increased as did my moans.
“Are you going to scream Elena?” his mouth near my ear, his breath hot on my neck
“Jacob,” my voice barely a whimper
“Scream for me Elena,”
As he continues to thrust harder and faster he pins me against the wall hard his hands grasping my face forcing me to look at him.
“Scream for me,”
A sound that I was not prepared for rips from my throat even over the roar of the storm over head I’m certain that anyone walking by would be able to hear me. He pumps me full of his seed, lowering me slowly just enough for him to ease his cock out of my pussy. He fulfills his first promise and sucks his cum out of me with great slurping sounds my hand at the back of his head, pinning him there.
The storm ends and we make our way back upstairs, the house is intact aside from some windows being broken and the tree in the front yard being toppled.
Mom and Dad arrive uns**thed several hours later and are grateful that we’re both safe and had the presence of mind to hide in the basement in the storage closet. We both exchange a look as we help Mom and Dad clean up the glass and start to make repairs around the property.
Jacob catches me alone in the kitchen later that evening and hugs me tight before whispering into my ear
“My room, tonight, after mom and dad are asleep.”
I nod slowly. Knowing that the Pandora’s box that was opened in the basement has sent both of us spiraling down a rabbit hole of which there is no escape.
That was nearly five years ago. Jacob and I share an apartment (and a bed) and while we both date, we never bring our date’s home. I know that he and I will never settle down with someone else, and while our parents wonder about our relationship and how close we are, they never ask.
I’m certain that though others may look at our relationship as wrong, I know what feels right.
Louise
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