Coping with my Brad
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When I rolled out of bed the next morning, all I could do was sit there on its edge and think about what had happened the night before. I mean, what do you do when your mom’s husband pays you a visit late at night, then plays around with your ass for so long that he isn’t able to control himself any longer and ends up fucking you silly? Then, the really weird part, he leaves without even acknowledging you’re even there. Doesn’t that make it ****? I probably could’ve look at it that way, but towards the end there... Well, I don’t think you can call it **** if you are actually willing and participating during the encounter, right?
I didn’t think is was a coincidence that Jack had come into my room on the same day that I’d fooled around with his son. That was the only thing I could think of that made sense. Jack figures out that I’m fucking around with his son, and for whatever reason, decides to get some for himself? Bah, on second thought that didn’t even make sense. Maybe it had been just a coincidence. One thing that was for sure, though, was that I was not going to be telling my mother about it. Especially not now that I had something good going with Brad. No way was I going to take a chance of breaking up this new family of ours.
As soon as I stood up to get my day started, I was immediately reminded that I’d left myself a mess last night as soon I felt my panties sticking to my butt. Gross! Time to go get a shower in, I guess.
I took another girly blouse from my collection and another pair of skimpy shorts to go with it. Once my shower was done and my hair dried, I blew my reflection a kiss, then made my way to the kitchen. Before going there, however, I went back down the hall to check on Brad. His door was cracked open, and once I saw that he was still sleeping, I sneaked away back towards the kitchen. I was planning on making him breakfast in bed. Then hopefully he’d pay me back in kind by letting me suck him off again. Ok, so maybe that last part was wishful thinking, but it still sounded damn good to me.
About 30 minutes later I was done with breakfast and was walking back to Brad’s room with a tray full of food and drink. I used my arm to ease his door open and then I was in and walking over to his bedside. He was laying right on top of his covers in a pair of tan bikini underwear, and judging by its slightly swollen state, it looked like he was sporting a semi morning wood at the moment. I set the tray down on his dresser and tip-toed over to his side, then reached right down and laid my hand on his package. I started to gently grope him then, and his dick instantly responded to my massage by getting hard in mere seconds. Brad’s eyes flew open a moment later, but once they adjusted to his surroundings and he realized that he was no longer dreaming, he settled back on his pillow with a loud sigh.
“Fuck, Sam. You scared the shit out of me.” He mumbled as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
I kept right on rubbing and squeezing his now-hard cock, which was now sticking way outside the boundaries of his underwear. Fuck he had a great cock!
“I made us some breakfast.” I said, then pulled his big boner up off his stomach and bent over so I could give the swollen cockhead a long, wet, kiss. After doing that, I let his cock drop back to his hard belly and went over to get our tray of food.
He was grinning like the devil when I set the tray down on the bed in front of him. “Not only do I get a kiss good morning, but I get breakfast in bed as well. I think I could get used to this.”
I flashed him a very pleased grin of my own. “Yeah yeah. Eat, and while you do that lets try and figure out what to do today. I don’t want to spend the whole Summer vacation cooped up in the house, even if it is with you.”
“What, you don’t want to spend the Summer just fooling around with each other? I’m hurt, Sammie, I really am.”
I gave him an eye-roll. “Come on, I’m serious. Wait, how about if we go fishing down at the river?”
“Hmm, that actually sounds pretty fun.” he replied around a mouthful of egg and fried potato. “Been a while since I last went fishing.”
“Awesome, so it’s settled.” I said happily. “We get done eating and then head down to the river. We can just use corn or bread for bait since we don’t have anything live to use.”
Brad nodded and kept shoveling food in his face. I was sitting on the other side of the tray of food so I had a really good shot of his crotch even though he was sitting cross-legged now. The fact that talking and eating like we were doing right now did nothing to diminish his erection didn’t escape my attention in the least. I figured most of the reason he was still hard was due to it being a morning wood, but at the same time I was secretly hoping I had something to do with it too.
As soon as Brad was done with his plate of food, he tossed his fork on the tray and looked up at me. “Think I should take a shower before we go?” he asked.
I shook my head almost before he’d stopped talking. “Nah, if we get a chance to fool around while we’re down there I wanna be able to smell your junk.”
Brad immediately burst into a fit of laughter. “Good God, Sammie! You are just fucking terrible, you now that?”
I just grinned hugely at him.
***
It took us another half hour before we were ready to set off for the river. Brad had chosen to wear a pair of dark blue basketball shorts, and judging by the happy dance going on inside them, I was pretty sure that was all he was wearing. And like always, he was bare chested, and looking amazing because of it. As for me, I was still in the clothes I’d chosen earlier this morning. Not the most ideal clothes to be wearing when going out on a fishing trip, but I liked looking sexy no matter where I was, and the river was still pretty isolated, so I figured Brad and I were going to be by ourselves anyhow. And I was absolutely sure he liked the shorts I had on, because he’d been playing grab-ass with me since rolling out of bed 30 minutes ago. The shorts I’d chosen to wear were pretty snug, like all my alternate clothes seemed to be this year, and rode deep in my crack. I don’t think any of my cheeks were showing, like yesterday’s pair had, but from the way they fit me I didn’t think that mattered. They may as well have been made of spray paint they fit me so good.
Making it to the river, it wasn’t hard to find a good open fishing spot to make our own. We weren’t the only people to come down here, after all, but so far it looked like we had the area to ourselves. We set up right next to one another on the blanket Brad and brought with us, and while he took a seat in front of his pole, I chose to stand in front of mine.
Brad immediately reached over to play with my right buttcheek, the one that was closest to him at the moment.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of feeling your butt, Sam.” Brad said, not bothering to even look at his pole anymore. “Fucking thing is amazing.”
I flashed him a quick grin. “I can’t believe it took us six months to get to this point. I should’ve been sitting on your face from the start, you know that, right?”
Brad snickered at that. “No k**ding. Actually, I think it was just me thinking it would turn me gay if I did start fucking around with you. Of course, just looking at you now should’ve told me there was no chance of that happening. Shit, just look at you, you don’t even look anything like a guy!”
I looked down at him so I could flash him another grin. Then I stinkered right on his probing fingers. His hand flinched a little at the very start of it, but then he was quickly leaning my way so he could get a whiff of it. Now it was my turn to snicker, because the look of hunger that had shown up on his face when he’d been leaning my way was just plain priceless. I think it’s safe to say that Brad was most definitely an Ass Man.
“Oh man, that is just fucking delicious!” he groaned from directly behind me. He had his nose pressed firmly right up inside my crack now, and I didn’t think he was going to be pulling it back out any time soon.
To make it more comfortable for him, I just stepped over his midsection so I was straddling him while I kept watch on our poles, which made it far easier for him to just sit back there and keep his face in my butt. He took to this new position with vigor, and I figured his hunger was most likely due to me not having done a very good job at cleaning up back there this morning. I had made sure to leave myself somewhat dirty just in case this sort of thing came up.
“Oh my fucking God you smell amazing, Sam!” Brad declared some time later after finally coming up for air. “Jesus Christ, my fucking mouth is watering it smells so good!”
I turned at the waist so I could look back and down at him. His face was flushed and his eyes were huge at the moment, and he looked so inviting that it made me want to sit right on him. I had to admit that hearing him be so vocal and passionate about liking the smell of my ass made me feel a little embarrassed about the whole thing, but only just a little.
“Glad you like it.” I said shyly. “After the show you put on yesterday, I thought I’d give you a little extra to smell today.”
Brad slammed his face right back in my butt as soon as I was done talking, and once it looked like he wasn’t going to come back out any time soon, I just shook my head and went back to watching our fishing poles. Most likely neither pole had any bait left of the hook, but that was probably for the best. I wasn’t planning on moving from my current position until I absolutely had to.
“Oh man, I wish I could eat your butt right now!” Brad finally panted some time later. “Fuck, I bet it would taste just as good as it smells!”
I turned at the waist again. “What, are you asking if it’s alright, or just wishing out loud?”
Brad gulped as he looked right up at me. “Um, both?”
I smiled at his sincerity. Then I turned away so I could give our surroundings a good looking over. Once I saw that we were still alone, I started to unfasten my shorts. Getting that done, I just said, “Go for it.” and waited to see what he’d do.
He didn’t hesitate at all. In only a couple tugs he had my shorts pulled down over my hips, then down over my shapely thighs to where they dropped to my feet. I stepped out of them and took up my straddling position once more. Brad instantly had my cheeks in his hands again, then he squeezed them open and gasped at the gift that lay between them.
“Oh sweet Jesus!” I heard him murmur.
That was all he said before he launched his face at me. After that he was licking and tonguing my dirty butthole with incredible hunger. Where at first I’d been a little nervous about what his reaction was going to be once he saw how dirty I’d left myself, now that he was practically eating me alive back there, I relaxed completely and just stood there, my body and mind at ease now.
Quite a while later Brad finally managed to pull his head out of my ass. I wasn’t sure if he was just taking a breather or was about to say something, but either way I didn’t wait to see which it was going to be. Nope, just as soon as he pulled away, I took a step forward and dropped to an all-fours position right between his legs. I made sure to keep my own legs together so my boy parts didn’t show for him, and it must have worked, too, because he was up on his own knees right behind me in two seconds flat.
“Please tell me you’re doing this so I can fuck you up the ass!” Brad panted from right behind me, his hands already on my hips.
I looked back over my shoulder so he could see the genuine look of lust on my face. “Oh you most definite can fuck me, Brad. And any time from here on out, too.”
Brad licked his lips, then dropped his eyes to my upturned ass. I wasn’t sure if he was a virgin or not, but I was just grateful that when he finally eased his big, hard, cock down till it was lined up with my hole, that when he eased it in he did so slowly, like he didn’t want to hurt me. It was a far cry better than the way his dad had done it the night before, that was for sure.
“Nice, nice.” I purred. “Yeah, yeah, go easy like that. Mmm, very nice. Put it all in Bra-ooh my God that’s good!”
Brad was now bottomed out in me, his loins grinding up against my squishy buttcheeks, his big boner lodged way up inside me. I felt like cumming already, but forcefully pushed that sensation away.
“Give me a second.” he said breathlessly. “I don’t want to cum yet.”
I looked back over my shoulder and gave him a big grin. “That makes two of us. God Damn you feel good inside me! Oh my God do you ever!”
“Sam, stop talking, damn it. You’re not making this any easier for me.”
I giggled at him and felt my little butthole try to push him out as a result. He felt it too and immediately smacked my ass in an attempt to get me to stop. It didn’t work, and in fact had the opposite effect.
“Sam, damn it stop giggling!” he blurted in panic, which just made me laugh all the harder.
Seeing that he wasn’t getting any cooperation at all with me, he opted to pull completely out of me instead. However, as soon as he was out I jumped at the opportunity he’d just given me, and with my humor now long forgotten, I spun around to take his big dick right in my mouth. I was instantly aware of the scent of both me and him coming from his junk, and God as my witness, I fucking loved it.
Brad put his hand on my forehead a second or two after I’d wrapped my mouth around him. Then he forcefully pushed me away. “Bad! Bad girl!” he playfully scolded while wagging a finger in my face. “You are taking this up your butt, and you are going to like it, missy!”
I held in my giggle this time, but just barely. “But Brad, I like eating your big dick.” I said with a pout.
He pushed his boner back down and rubbed it all over my lower face. “I know you do, but today you’re taking it in the back door. Now spin around so I can put it back in.”
I batted my eyes to make it look like I was still pouting, but then spun around and dropped my back into the deepest arch I could put in it. I started flexing my little butthole as soon as I was in position, and then Brad was rubbing his cockhead around against it. I purred sweetly at its touch.
“Ok, round two...” Brad mumbled.
Then he was once again pushing his perfect pecker right back inside me. He went a little faster this time, but that was ok, I was already wet and loosened up. I took him balls deep after one steady drive on his part and then wiggled my butt back and forth against him in an attempt to get even more of him. He started fucking me then, and he worked it in out like a real pro, too. I think he was secretly marveling at the sight of his long shaft going in and out of my sweet little butt, which in all honesty was something I wish I could see too right now,too. I couldn’t do that, though, so I had to settle for just closing my eyes and basking in the sensation of him easing in and out of me over and over again, which turns out was more than enough to drive me crazy.
“I’m not going to last long, Sam.” Brad stated between grunts.
“Don’t worry about me, just go as long as you can.” I said over my shoulder.
“Shit, your ass just looks so good...”
“Keep it in!” I blurted, sensing he was about to cum. “Blow it inside me!”
He did. With a loud groan, he slammed his meat in until he had his balls resting up against the back of my thighs, and then he was pumping and pumping loads of cum so very deep inside me. I almost came right along with him, but managed to hold myself back from going quite that far. I wanted to save it for as long as I could to make it even more intense when I finally did let it go.
“Fuck me!” he moaned once he was thoroughly done getting off. “I can’t believe I just lost my virginity to my own fucking step brother!”
Well that answered my earlier question, and in truth I couldn’t have felt happier. And seriously, I didn’t think he sounded unhappy about the whole thing either, maybe just a little shocked.
I pulled away from him far enough to allow me to turn back around, and once I had his sloppy, cum-dripping, boner in front of me again, I leaned right in and started to clean him up. I honestly didn’t care if it was a combination of him and me I was licking up, I just wanted to taste him again, that’s all.
Perfect. That’s the only thing that came to mind as I gobbled up the murky filth that was covering his big, beautiful, penis. Just perfect.
When I rolled out of bed the next morning, all I could do was sit there on its edge and think about what had happened the night before. I mean, what do you do when your mom’s husband pays you a visit late at night, then plays around with your ass for so long that he isn’t able to control himself any longer and ends up fucking you silly? Then, the really weird part, he leaves without even acknowledging you’re even there. Doesn’t that make it ****? I probably could’ve look at it that way, but towards the end there... Well, I don’t think you can call it **** if you are actually willing and participating during the encounter, right?
I didn’t think is was a coincidence that Jack had come into my room on the same day that I’d fooled around with his son. That was the only thing I could think of that made sense. Jack figures out that I’m fucking around with his son, and for whatever reason, decides to get some for himself? Bah, on second thought that didn’t even make sense. Maybe it had been just a coincidence. One thing that was for sure, though, was that I was not going to be telling my mother about it. Especially not now that I had something good going with Brad. No way was I going to take a chance of breaking up this new family of ours.
As soon as I stood up to get my day started, I was immediately reminded that I’d left myself a mess last night as soon I felt my panties sticking to my butt. Gross! Time to go get a shower in, I guess.
I took another girly blouse from my collection and another pair of skimpy shorts to go with it. Once my shower was done and my hair dried, I blew my reflection a kiss, then made my way to the kitchen. Before going there, however, I went back down the hall to check on Brad. His door was cracked open, and once I saw that he was still sleeping, I sneaked away back towards the kitchen. I was planning on making him breakfast in bed. Then hopefully he’d pay me back in kind by letting me suck him off again. Ok, so maybe that last part was wishful thinking, but it still sounded damn good to me.
About 30 minutes later I was done with breakfast and was walking back to Brad’s room with a tray full of food and drink. I used my arm to ease his door open and then I was in and walking over to his bedside. He was laying right on top of his covers in a pair of tan bikini underwear, and judging by its slightly swollen state, it looked like he was sporting a semi morning wood at the moment. I set the tray down on his dresser and tip-toed over to his side, then reached right down and laid my hand on his package. I started to gently grope him then, and his dick instantly responded to my massage by getting hard in mere seconds. Brad’s eyes flew open a moment later, but once they adjusted to his surroundings and he realized that he was no longer dreaming, he settled back on his pillow with a loud sigh.
“Fuck, Sam. You scared the shit out of me.” He mumbled as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.
I kept right on rubbing and squeezing his now-hard cock, which was now sticking way outside the boundaries of his underwear. Fuck he had a great cock!
“I made us some breakfast.” I said, then pulled his big boner up off his stomach and bent over so I could give the swollen cockhead a long, wet, kiss. After doing that, I let his cock drop back to his hard belly and went over to get our tray of food.
He was grinning like the devil when I set the tray down on the bed in front of him. “Not only do I get a kiss good morning, but I get breakfast in bed as well. I think I could get used to this.”
I flashed him a very pleased grin of my own. “Yeah yeah. Eat, and while you do that lets try and figure out what to do today. I don’t want to spend the whole Summer vacation cooped up in the house, even if it is with you.”
“What, you don’t want to spend the Summer just fooling around with each other? I’m hurt, Sammie, I really am.”
I gave him an eye-roll. “Come on, I’m serious. Wait, how about if we go fishing down at the river?”
“Hmm, that actually sounds pretty fun.” he replied around a mouthful of egg and fried potato. “Been a while since I last went fishing.”
“Awesome, so it’s settled.” I said happily. “We get done eating and then head down to the river. We can just use corn or bread for bait since we don’t have anything live to use.”
Brad nodded and kept shoveling food in his face. I was sitting on the other side of the tray of food so I had a really good shot of his crotch even though he was sitting cross-legged now. The fact that talking and eating like we were doing right now did nothing to diminish his erection didn’t escape my attention in the least. I figured most of the reason he was still hard was due to it being a morning wood, but at the same time I was secretly hoping I had something to do with it too.
As soon as Brad was done with his plate of food, he tossed his fork on the tray and looked up at me. “Think I should take a shower before we go?” he asked.
I shook my head almost before he’d stopped talking. “Nah, if we get a chance to fool around while we’re down there I wanna be able to smell your junk.”
Brad immediately burst into a fit of laughter. “Good God, Sammie! You are just fucking terrible, you now that?”
I just grinned hugely at him.
***
It took us another half hour before we were ready to set off for the river. Brad had chosen to wear a pair of dark blue basketball shorts, and judging by the happy dance going on inside them, I was pretty sure that was all he was wearing. And like always, he was bare chested, and looking amazing because of it. As for me, I was still in the clothes I’d chosen earlier this morning. Not the most ideal clothes to be wearing when going out on a fishing trip, but I liked looking sexy no matter where I was, and the river was still pretty isolated, so I figured Brad and I were going to be by ourselves anyhow. And I was absolutely sure he liked the shorts I had on, because he’d been playing grab-ass with me since rolling out of bed 30 minutes ago. The shorts I’d chosen to wear were pretty snug, like all my alternate clothes seemed to be this year, and rode deep in my crack. I don’t think any of my cheeks were showing, like yesterday’s pair had, but from the way they fit me I didn’t think that mattered. They may as well have been made of spray paint they fit me so good.
Making it to the river, it wasn’t hard to find a good open fishing spot to make our own. We weren’t the only people to come down here, after all, but so far it looked like we had the area to ourselves. We set up right next to one another on the blanket Brad and brought with us, and while he took a seat in front of his pole, I chose to stand in front of mine.
Brad immediately reached over to play with my right buttcheek, the one that was closest to him at the moment.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of feeling your butt, Sam.” Brad said, not bothering to even look at his pole anymore. “Fucking thing is amazing.”
I flashed him a quick grin. “I can’t believe it took us six months to get to this point. I should’ve been sitting on your face from the start, you know that, right?”
Brad snickered at that. “No k**ding. Actually, I think it was just me thinking it would turn me gay if I did start fucking around with you. Of course, just looking at you now should’ve told me there was no chance of that happening. Shit, just look at you, you don’t even look anything like a guy!”
I looked down at him so I could flash him another grin. Then I stinkered right on his probing fingers. His hand flinched a little at the very start of it, but then he was quickly leaning my way so he could get a whiff of it. Now it was my turn to snicker, because the look of hunger that had shown up on his face when he’d been leaning my way was just plain priceless. I think it’s safe to say that Brad was most definitely an Ass Man.
“Oh man, that is just fucking delicious!” he groaned from directly behind me. He had his nose pressed firmly right up inside my crack now, and I didn’t think he was going to be pulling it back out any time soon.
To make it more comfortable for him, I just stepped over his midsection so I was straddling him while I kept watch on our poles, which made it far easier for him to just sit back there and keep his face in my butt. He took to this new position with vigor, and I figured his hunger was most likely due to me not having done a very good job at cleaning up back there this morning. I had made sure to leave myself somewhat dirty just in case this sort of thing came up.
“Oh my fucking God you smell amazing, Sam!” Brad declared some time later after finally coming up for air. “Jesus Christ, my fucking mouth is watering it smells so good!”
I turned at the waist so I could look back and down at him. His face was flushed and his eyes were huge at the moment, and he looked so inviting that it made me want to sit right on him. I had to admit that hearing him be so vocal and passionate about liking the smell of my ass made me feel a little embarrassed about the whole thing, but only just a little.
“Glad you like it.” I said shyly. “After the show you put on yesterday, I thought I’d give you a little extra to smell today.”
Brad slammed his face right back in my butt as soon as I was done talking, and once it looked like he wasn’t going to come back out any time soon, I just shook my head and went back to watching our fishing poles. Most likely neither pole had any bait left of the hook, but that was probably for the best. I wasn’t planning on moving from my current position until I absolutely had to.
“Oh man, I wish I could eat your butt right now!” Brad finally panted some time later. “Fuck, I bet it would taste just as good as it smells!”
I turned at the waist again. “What, are you asking if it’s alright, or just wishing out loud?”
Brad gulped as he looked right up at me. “Um, both?”
I smiled at his sincerity. Then I turned away so I could give our surroundings a good looking over. Once I saw that we were still alone, I started to unfasten my shorts. Getting that done, I just said, “Go for it.” and waited to see what he’d do.
He didn’t hesitate at all. In only a couple tugs he had my shorts pulled down over my hips, then down over my shapely thighs to where they dropped to my feet. I stepped out of them and took up my straddling position once more. Brad instantly had my cheeks in his hands again, then he squeezed them open and gasped at the gift that lay between them.
“Oh sweet Jesus!” I heard him murmur.
That was all he said before he launched his face at me. After that he was licking and tonguing my dirty butthole with incredible hunger. Where at first I’d been a little nervous about what his reaction was going to be once he saw how dirty I’d left myself, now that he was practically eating me alive back there, I relaxed completely and just stood there, my body and mind at ease now.
Quite a while later Brad finally managed to pull his head out of my ass. I wasn’t sure if he was just taking a breather or was about to say something, but either way I didn’t wait to see which it was going to be. Nope, just as soon as he pulled away, I took a step forward and dropped to an all-fours position right between his legs. I made sure to keep my own legs together so my boy parts didn’t show for him, and it must have worked, too, because he was up on his own knees right behind me in two seconds flat.
“Please tell me you’re doing this so I can fuck you up the ass!” Brad panted from right behind me, his hands already on my hips.
I looked back over my shoulder so he could see the genuine look of lust on my face. “Oh you most definite can fuck me, Brad. And any time from here on out, too.”
Brad licked his lips, then dropped his eyes to my upturned ass. I wasn’t sure if he was a virgin or not, but I was just grateful that when he finally eased his big, hard, cock down till it was lined up with my hole, that when he eased it in he did so slowly, like he didn’t want to hurt me. It was a far cry better than the way his dad had done it the night before, that was for sure.
“Nice, nice.” I purred. “Yeah, yeah, go easy like that. Mmm, very nice. Put it all in Bra-ooh my God that’s good!”
Brad was now bottomed out in me, his loins grinding up against my squishy buttcheeks, his big boner lodged way up inside me. I felt like cumming already, but forcefully pushed that sensation away.
“Give me a second.” he said breathlessly. “I don’t want to cum yet.”
I looked back over my shoulder and gave him a big grin. “That makes two of us. God Damn you feel good inside me! Oh my God do you ever!”
“Sam, stop talking, damn it. You’re not making this any easier for me.”
I giggled at him and felt my little butthole try to push him out as a result. He felt it too and immediately smacked my ass in an attempt to get me to stop. It didn’t work, and in fact had the opposite effect.
“Sam, damn it stop giggling!” he blurted in panic, which just made me laugh all the harder.
Seeing that he wasn’t getting any cooperation at all with me, he opted to pull completely out of me instead. However, as soon as he was out I jumped at the opportunity he’d just given me, and with my humor now long forgotten, I spun around to take his big dick right in my mouth. I was instantly aware of the scent of both me and him coming from his junk, and God as my witness, I fucking loved it.
Brad put his hand on my forehead a second or two after I’d wrapped my mouth around him. Then he forcefully pushed me away. “Bad! Bad girl!” he playfully scolded while wagging a finger in my face. “You are taking this up your butt, and you are going to like it, missy!”
I held in my giggle this time, but just barely. “But Brad, I like eating your big dick.” I said with a pout.
He pushed his boner back down and rubbed it all over my lower face. “I know you do, but today you’re taking it in the back door. Now spin around so I can put it back in.”
I batted my eyes to make it look like I was still pouting, but then spun around and dropped my back into the deepest arch I could put in it. I started flexing my little butthole as soon as I was in position, and then Brad was rubbing his cockhead around against it. I purred sweetly at its touch.
“Ok, round two...” Brad mumbled.
Then he was once again pushing his perfect pecker right back inside me. He went a little faster this time, but that was ok, I was already wet and loosened up. I took him balls deep after one steady drive on his part and then wiggled my butt back and forth against him in an attempt to get even more of him. He started fucking me then, and he worked it in out like a real pro, too. I think he was secretly marveling at the sight of his long shaft going in and out of my sweet little butt, which in all honesty was something I wish I could see too right now,too. I couldn’t do that, though, so I had to settle for just closing my eyes and basking in the sensation of him easing in and out of me over and over again, which turns out was more than enough to drive me crazy.
“I’m not going to last long, Sam.” Brad stated between grunts.
“Don’t worry about me, just go as long as you can.” I said over my shoulder.
“Shit, your ass just looks so good...”
“Keep it in!” I blurted, sensing he was about to cum. “Blow it inside me!”
He did. With a loud groan, he slammed his meat in until he had his balls resting up against the back of my thighs, and then he was pumping and pumping loads of cum so very deep inside me. I almost came right along with him, but managed to hold myself back from going quite that far. I wanted to save it for as long as I could to make it even more intense when I finally did let it go.
“Fuck me!” he moaned once he was thoroughly done getting off. “I can’t believe I just lost my virginity to my own fucking step brother!”
Well that answered my earlier question, and in truth I couldn’t have felt happier. And seriously, I didn’t think he sounded unhappy about the whole thing either, maybe just a little shocked.
I pulled away from him far enough to allow me to turn back around, and once I had his sloppy, cum-dripping, boner in front of me again, I leaned right in and started to clean him up. I honestly didn’t care if it was a combination of him and me I was licking up, I just wanted to taste him again, that’s all.
Perfect. That’s the only thing that came to mind as I gobbled up the murky filth that was covering his big, beautiful, penis. Just perfect.
Dani
- 02.12.2020
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