From Friend, To Stepsister, To Lover? Part 3 free porn video

“Kevin. Are you there?” my mom asked, sobbing still somewhat evident.
“Yeah. I’m just surprised by the news. I’ll be home as soon as possible.”

I hung up the phone, and looked at the clock. It read 10:23.
“So what was that about?” Amanda asked.
“It was my mom. Alyssa ran away.”
Amanda went into complete shock.
“You…you sure?”
“Would I be lying about something like this?”
“No one that’s sane would lie about something like this.”
“Listen. I don’t want to leave you here, but I have to go home.”

I got up and proceeded to get the rest of my clothes that were all around Amanda’s room because of last night and get dressed. While I was getting dressed, Amanda started talking.
“Listen.” Amanda started off. “If you find Alyssa, and she’s still trying to seduce you, then…go for it.” She was stuttering at the last part.
“What?!?!” I said, in surprise. “You actually support me sleeping with my stepsister-to-be, especially when we’re going out again?”
“I’ve seen how she looks at you. And she does want you in that way. I thought I told you that a couple of weeks ago.”
“Are you serious?” I ask, about the first part. “I’ll be cheating on you if I do that. And you know I can’t do that.”
“One, I’m serious. Two, it’s not cheating if I give my consent, which I do by the way. Three, it’s for your family, so I can understand.”
“I hate to be selfish here, but what about me? I’m gonna have a stupid voice nagging my head and making me guilty at the end of all of this.”
“But isn’t fucking Alyssa a little ‘fantasy’ of yours?”
“How did you know that?”
“I didn’t. I just took a hunch and you caved.”
‘Damn it.’ I thought. I then had a realization “Wait. Since you gave me consent to fuck her, if needed, wouldn’t it be safe to say that having a lesbo moment with her would be one of your fantasies?” I said.
“Wha…what are you talking about?” Amanda stuttered. “I don’t think of Alyssa like that.” Her face was turning a shade of light red when she turned away.
“You do think of Alyssa like that. What’s next? Having Alyssa join our ‘little’ escapades?” Amanda didn’t even talk. “I thought so.”
“Can you even blame me? I mean, hello!!! She’s the hottest girl in our grade. And now that we’re practically upperclassmen, basically the entire school. Not to mention that you know I’m bi-curious. Plus who’s the one that jerked off to the thought of her? Hmm.”
“Fine. You got me. Can I at least get dressed?”
“Yeah. And you couldn’t do it while we were talking?” she sarcastically replied.
“Please, tell me more.” I sarcastically replied back.

I was fully dressed, when I faced Amanda, who was getting dressed herself and asked “Do you know what Alyssa does when she gets moody or something?”
‘Wrong way to ask that question, dumbass!!!’ I scolded myself. Alyssa and I never hung out with each other. Sure we might have had a class or two together, but we were never paired into a group together or anything of that sort. We were just familiar to the other, seen at some parties, but never really got too social with each other.
“Kind of. Normally, she’s either walking through the commons or smashing tennis balls on a court. I don’t know which one.”
“Thanks.”
Amanda was fully dressed after that short conversation, and we were both in our clothes from the previous day.
“You want me to walk you to the front door?” Amanda asked.
“No thanks. You don’t have to…” was all I could say before Amanda grabbed my arm, locked it with her own arm, and started walking with me to the front door.
“Looks like I don’t have a choice do I?”
“Nope.” she said, as she leaned in closer.

We got to the door, and Amanda released her “grip” on my arm and turned to face me.
“Thanks for staying with me last night.”
“No problem. Anything for you babe.” I pulled her in closer and gave her a little kiss on the lips. “I guess I’ll talk to you later.” I said, after breaking the kiss.
“Yeah. Now get your ass back home.” she said, punching my arm playfully.
“Ow. Jeez, with you bullying me, I was actually thinking of going home anyway.” I said, jokingly. We laughed a little at what I said. “Like I said, I’ll talk to you later.”
“OK. Talk to you later then. I love you.”
“Love you too.”

I left, and got a little vibe from Amanda. The kind that was basically said ‘If you do anything to break her heart, I’ll be sure to kill you and burn your body.’ I shuddered at that thought. I drove back home and got there about 20 minutes later. I got back and after entering the front door, I started to hear sobbing coming from the kitchen. I just walked into the kitchen, and see that both my mom and my soon-to-be stepfather either wiping tears, sobbing, or trying not to cry and comfort the other. The truth was, I wanted to get to the bathroom, and at least get rid of all the sweat, and everything else that was on my body, from last night. Before I could get to the stairs, I was caught by my soon-to-be stepdad.
“Kevin.” He yelled.
‘Crap.’ I thought. I went back to the kitchen, not knowing what to expect, other than the whole “Where were you? Why didn’t you call?” kind of situation.
“Did you have anything to do with Alyssa running away?” he asked.
“No. Not at all.” I replied. I didn’t know why she would do something like this.
“I don’t care whether you have something to do with this or not…” he started.
“If you don’t care whether I had a role in this, then why did you bother asking?” I interrupted. I proceeded to leave, until he grabbed the back of my shirt, and dragged me to a different room.
“Look. I’m gonna tell you this once, so listen.” He then pinned me to the wall. “There’s gonna be some big consequences if my daughter isn’t back here safe and sound.”
I winced back in fear. “Wha…what kind of consequences?” I asked, in fear. I was so afraid that I was about to pee my pants.
You see, Alyssa’s dad is built like a brick shithouse.
"You'll see." was all he said, before he released his grip.

After he left the room, I scrambled out, trying to rush upstairs, until I was called out by my mom.
“Yeah mom?”
“We need to talk for a moment.” She got up and dragged me into the living room area and pushed me on the couch.

“How can you be so stupid?”
“What are you talking about?”
“I mean with you and Alyssa. I mean it’s completely obvious that she wants to be with you. And not in the brother-sister way.”
“How’d you find that out?”
“She’s been trying to get you alone with her since they moved in. And you just had to pick up extra shifts or go to the gym or do something that basically alienates her.”
“Do you really trust two teenagers, who are practically horny 24/7 to be home alone? Without parental supervision?”
“You two are old enough to watch out for each other. Plus it gives you someone to be with since you broke up with Amanda.”
“Two things. One: Really? You’d really trust your soon to be stepdaughter to be home alone with your son, while both you and her dad are at work? When she’s ready to pounce on your son, and rape him at a moment’s notice. And two: Amanda and I got back together. So I don’t see why I’d have to be with Alyssa in that way. I just see her as a little sister.” I told her, somewhat angry, and somewhat lying at the last part.
“For starters, it’s not rape if you want it. And two, what do you mean that you got back together with Amanda?” I kept silent. “Did something happen that I’m not aware about?”
“Kinda why Amanda was here yesterday.”
“Guess that’s why Alyssa was a little moody during dinner last night.”
“Moody? Why would she moody?”
“She was on a minor mood swing. Then she left to her room, and didn’t come out all night. I was gonna ask if she was fine this morning, but her room was empty when I opened her door.”
“And you think I had something to do with this…how?”
“Cause you’re always trying to get away from her since she moved into this house.”
“Do you even know why?”
“Let’s say I don’t.”
“She’s been coming on to me ever since they’ve moved in. And whenever you two haven’t been in the house, or when she thinks that her…how do I put this lightly…actions can’t be seen, she’s been coming on to me.”
“Well how else is she supposed to get your attention?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean it’s pretty obvious how she feels about you. All she wants you to do is to at least notice her, and you act completely oblivious to it.”
“I kinda have to. I mean, it’s incest for me to have those kinds of thoughts about her.”
“Please, tell me more.” my mom said, sarcastically.
“Stop shitting around with me mom. You know as well as I do that anything that happens between me and Alyssa is considered incest.”
“It technically isn’t.”
“Don’t give me the whole ‘you two aren’t blood-related’ argument bullshit. She’s practically a sister, so it’s still considered incest.”
“It’s a gray area. Truth be told, I don’t consider it incest, since you two aren’t blood-related. Others, however, would. And if you do want to sleep with her, well, I don’t know about her dad. But I’m giving you my consent.”
“You don’t get it. I don’t want to do that with her.”
“Then why would something like this be in your room?” she asked, tossing a picture at me. I caught it and looked at it. It was a picture of Alyssa completely naked on her bed, and in a seductive pose. My face went crimson red at the sight of the picture. The truth was, I found that picture about three or four days ago, and I put the picture between my mattress and box spring. Only thing was, I forgot I put it there while I was trying to think of good hiding places. But since I saw the picture, I had a tendency to blush like crazy whenever I saw it.
“You went through my room?!?” I asked, vehemently.
“I went to do your sheets when I found something on the floor. I picked it up and found this. I know you liked her before, but this is just low.”
“Look!!! I do not, nor do I ever, take nude pictures of others. Especially not of girls that I like or used to like.” I practically yelled, in anger.
“So you admit it!!!” my mom yelled.
“Fine!!! I admit it. I liked Alyssa. Happy?” I said.
“Quite, actually.” She said, with a smile of victory on her face. “And another thing. You might want to cover the tent.”
I look down to see that I had a tent forming in my pants. “Mom.” I yelled. “You’re not supposed to look at that region of your own son. It might have been reasonable when I was like 1 or 2, but not when I’m 16. That’s definitely incest.”
“I know. You act as if I don’t know what I’m doing at work.” You see, my mom’s an attorney at a local law firm. “Not to mention that I already know that Alyssa’s the one who put the picture in your room.”
“I know that. But how did you find out?”
“Her laptop. Some people should really get rid of evidence. But in this case, I’m somewhat glad that she didn’t, since it also detailed what she planned.”
“What? So it means that you know where she is?!” I asked.
“Yes. But I think that you might want to read it, though.” She said, handing me Alyssa’s laptop. I opened the laptop cover, and it turned on immediately. ‘Thank god she doesn’t have a security lock on it.’ I thought. I went through her computer and found that she had written a ‘runaway’ letter on it.

To Whom It May Concern:

If you are reading this, then you must have found out that I’m missing. Don’t bother looking for me, because I don’t know if I’ll ever be coming back. Daddy, I love you, and I’ll always be your little girl, but this is something I need to do. Mom, please take good care of Daddy I know that he’s happy with you, and please tell him to live on for me. Kevin, I don’t know why you’ve been ignoring me since we’ve started living together. I’ve been typing this with tears in my eyes, but I hope that if someone finds this, it’s you, Kevin. We may never see each other again, but I just want you to know that I love you; more than what siblings should normally love each other, and more than just a friend. We may not be blood-related siblings, but I’ve always have loved you and I always will.

I just want to thank you three for giving me everything I’ve had until now. But now it’s time for me to start anew and leave my old life. Don’t bother finding me.

Goodbye,

Alyssa

I was stunned to read that. To say that I wasn’t broken down to tears would be outright ridiculous. ‘Why did I have to push her away?’ I thought, feeling guilty that I was the main reason that she ran away. I was there for about half an hour, grieving in my own self-pity, until my mom basically smacked the crap out of me.
“When are you gonna stop wallowing in self-pity? How about you do something about this and grow a pair, will you?” my mom said. My mom wasn’t that conventional, but then again, her going against the norm when it came to raising me, she wanted a self-sufficient kid that actually had a pair while maintaining a welcoming home.
As insulting as it was, it did work. “You and your insults, mom. If I didn’t know any better, that would constitute as child abuse.”
“Shut your smart mouth up, and go find her already.”
“I will, once I find out more about this whole situation on her computer.”
“And what makes you think that she would have more evidence?”
“How’d you become an attorney again?” I asked, sarcastically. She just scoffed at me and left the room while I smirked. As you can tell, I have a relationship that I can best define as a love-hate kind with my mom. Though the hate is mostly done in a joking manner. I looked through the files on Alyssa’s laptop to find some more things about where she ran away to, seeing as how something like this had to be planned before it was executed. After about another ten minutes of searching through files, I found what I needed. It was in her Internet history.
‘A tennis court. Of course she’d go there before attempting to do anything.’ I thought. I copied the address of the court before I went to shower. And man, did I reek.

After showering, I changed into a pair of cargo shorts and a red t-shirt. I left and set up the GPS so that I can get to the address of the tennis courts that she went to. I drove a silent 30 minutes to the court, before parking the car.

I found Alyssa on the tennis courts at a court near town borders. It was right by some shrubbery with a lake at the bottom of the hill. I took a breath of relief, knowing that she was safe. She was wearing a dark blue tank top and black shorts that went down to the middle of her thigh. She also had a couple of tennis balls and a racquet on hand. I started to walk toward the fence. When I got to the fence, and opened it, well, I was in for a little surprise.

“Who’s there?” she screamed, looking at the fence. I didn’t say anything. She tossed a ball into the air, and smashed it towards me. I decided not to move, and it was bad. The ball hit my chest and I lost my breath for a second. ‘Bad move’ I thought, as I stopped moving to regain my breath. I figured that I was making her angry, and that she didn’t want to see me.

“Why the hell are you here?” Alyssa said, with venom in her voice.
“To make amends.”
“Bullshit!!!” she screamed. “I don’t care what bullshit excuse you have. Just leave me alone. I know that you don’t want me around, so get out of here. I don’t want to see you ever again.”
I was hurt when she said that. I figured that a part of her didn’t mean it, but it still hurt nonetheless.
“Look. I don’t care whether you hate me or not, but all I want to do is make amends.”
“And how the hell did you find this place?”
“Let’s just say that you really need to add more security into your laptop. Kinda easy to get in without any.”
“You went through my stuff?!”
“When your mom’s an attorney, it’s kinda easy to find evidence. Especially of something preplanned.” I started to walk towards her again.
“Get away from me.” She started to yell, as I got closer. She tried to run, but there were three things that she didn’t factor. One, I was quicker than her and stronger if I needed to use force, which I hoped didn’t occur. Two, my car was locked, so I can at least gain a couple of seconds when gaining on her should she run in that direction. And three, losing her footing since we were on a clay court. Well, she tripped over a couple of rocks while she was trying to get away from me. She braced herself for the fall, expecting a good amount of pain. But the pain never came, because I caught her before she could face-plant onto the ground. She was surprised that I caught her.

“Why didn’t you just let me fall?”
“I can’t let you get hurt, now.”
“Let me go.” She said, trying to squirm out of my arms. I loosened enough to turn her around so that we were face to face before tightening it again. How I managed to do that was a miracle.
“No. Not until you at least hear what I intend to say.”
She stopped struggling for a moment, thinking that I’d release her after I tell her what I needed to say. “I’m listening.”
“I know you’re sick of me apologizing, and I know I’m sick of hearing myself apologize repetitively. But right now, I definitely know I’m sorry.”
“Where have I heard that before?”
“You don’t know how sorry I am.”
“I bet.” She said sarcastically.
“I’m being honest. Plus, everyone was worried about you. Your dad, my mom…even me.”
“As if. I can understand my dad and your mom. But you? Give me a break.”
“I really was.” I said. I was almost at the point of crying. “If something happened to you, I don’t know what I would do. I just couldn’t forgive myself.”
“As if. You just want to save your own ass.”
“Kind of. But saving my ass is not as important as getting your ass back home, safe and sound.”
“Like I said before, as if. I’m not going home.”
“Alyssa. Stop acting like a spoiled brat and let’s go home.”
“No. I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“You’re never around. How can I be with my own ‘stepbrother’ when he’s never around? I swear it’s like you don’t even want me in your life.”
“That’s not true.”
“Then why are you never around?”
“It’s just that I’m trying to make a little extra by working other people’s shifts. And, well, I want to save up some vacation days. The week or two that our parents go on their honeymoon, I’m gonna take that week or two off assuming everything goes right. Well, everything else.”
“What do you mean by everything else?”
“Well, I didn’t mean to ignore you. It’s just that, well, after working almost all day, well, including workouts, it really drains you. And all I wanna do after coming back home is sleep. Can you blame me?”
“I guess you have a point. But what exactly do you plan to do with that time off?”
“Spend it with you, obviously. I mean, just think about it. The two of us, home alone while the parents are off on their honeymoon. Maybe have some parties.” The two of us just chuckled at the last point. “More importantly, it will give us the perfect time to be together. Well, not in that way.” ‘Unfortunately.’ I added, in my thoughts. She looked sad at the last part. “But at least the two of us will be able to get some time to each other in the end, though. Right?”
“I guess. But what about the two-a-days at the gym?”
“I was trying something different with my workouts. And two-a-days really do a number. I think I’m just gonna go back to runs in the morning. Honestly I just crash after the workouts.”
“I can tell. But…”
“Hm. But what?”
“But what about Amanda? She’s well, you know, and…”
“I’m just gonna interrupt and say this. I know you can’t see it right now, but the truth is that I’m scared. Scared shitless.”
“Why would that be?”
“I got your best friend pregnant AND you ran away because of me.” I let go of Alyssa, but surprisingly, she didn’t run. “I’m…I’m not ready. I’m not ready to be a father yet. I’m not some kind of superhero who can make everyone happy or help everyone out. I’m just…I’m just me. A 16-year old who knows next to nothing about planning ahead, and ended up fucking himself over and took away the potential that his on-and-off girlfriend had of being successful. FUCK!!!”
I sat on the ground and was holding back tears from my angry rant, to no avail. “Fuck!!! Why do I have to fuck everything up?!?! Everything’s going right for once, and I always fuck everything up. What the heck is wrong with me?”
The next thing I knew I felt a pair of arms around my neck, and saw Alyssa’s dirty blonde hair.

“Everything’s going to be alright. No need to worry.”
“No need to worry? No need to worry? Hell yeah fucking right. I can’t do shit to save my damn fucking life. And on top of that, I practically screwed everyone over. I mean, what kind of guy pushes away his own family? Or people who are gonna be family for Christ’s sake? What the hell am I supposed to do? I can’t deal with all this shit. I’m not even 18 yet. Damn it!!! I royally fucked up this time.”
“This time?”
“Not surprised. I fucked up so many things. But I’ve never fucked up this bad in my life. Not since back then. And even then wasn’t as bad as this. Not by a longshot.”
“What happened back then?”
I took a deep breath. “It was back a long time ago. I think it was before my parents divorced. I was like 4 or 5 back then. I don’t remember most of it. All I remember is doing something stupid, then my parents argued, then a couple years later, they divorced, and my mom got custody of me.”
“What’d you do?”
“I don’t remember exactly. All I remember of it is that it was something stupid and it got my parents divorced. You can kind of tell where it goes from there.”
“Kevin. Everything wasn’t your fault. Like you told me before, everything happens for a reason. Maybe everything that happened back then was meant to happen because of things right now. I mean, we wouldn’t be siblings in about a week or two if our parents never got divorced.”
“I guess you have a point there. But…”
The next thing I knew, I was on the ground, and my head was hurting. Both my cheek and the back of my head were hurting like hell.
“What the hell was that for?”
“Cause you’re just moping around and not doing anything about it. The Kevin that I…the Kevin that I admired wasn’t afraid of anything. He would have went into everything without hesitation. He went into our new sibling situation and handled it perfectly. Just who the hell are you?”
“I’m still Kevin. Your stepbrother-to-be in about a week or two.”
“No. You’re not the same. You’ve changed since then. Just look at yourself!!!”

I went down to the lake nearby, and one of those epiphanies that occur like in a TV show happened.
“My God, what the hell happened?” Though I was a bit more chiseled due to my workouts, I still looked like hell. Bags under my eyes, paler skin, signs of over-exhaustion, and a face that basically said ‘get the hell out of here’ as opposed to one that was borderline happy-go-lucky and welcoming.
“You haven’t been the same. Not since a couple of weeks ago.”
“Yeah. The past couple of weeks have been complete hell.”
“I can tell.”
“I’ll get back to normal once we get home. Speaking of which, let’s get back before they get even more pissed.”
“Why would you say that?”
“Well, your dad, well, I’d rather not say the punishment.” She chuckled. “What’s so funny it? He’s built like a brick shithouse.”
“Well, you haven’t been slacking off with your workouts either. If I didn’t know any better, you might get a six-pack by the time we go back to school.”
“Let’s not get too far. I’m just trying to keep in shape.”
“You usually go in once a day. And now, you’re going in at least twice. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re trying to impress a certain someone. And I know someone is definitely impressed.” She made a meow sound after.
“More like have somewhat of a chance if the brick shithouse of a person you call a dad decided to beat the living shit out of me.”
We laughed for a couple of minutes. I broke the laughter.
“How about this? Let’s just have a little us time. Me and you. I’ll cancel anything I have tonight, and we can have a night of sibling bonding. Just the two of us.” I told her
“I’d…I’d love that.”
“I know that I haven’t been that good of a brother, and I can’t apologize enough for that. And I’m not looking to apologize. I’ve already did enough of that. But all I need to say is mmph” I tried to say, but I was interrupted…by Alyssa!
Alyssa kissed me. To say that I was completely shocked was an understatement. I mean, Alyssa!!! The girl that practically gave me boners at will. Well, other than my on-and-off girlfriend Amanda.
‘Wait. I’m cheating on Amanda, with Alyssa of all people!!! But I’m enjoying this? What’s going on?’ I thought. ‘Am…am I…am I having second thoughts about my relationships? This is definitely not my first kiss, but it’s the best one I’ve experienced.’
I returned the kiss, after being in a state of shock for a couple of seconds. After about a minute, we broke apart, needing air. The two of us were left breathless after the kiss. I then remembered what my mom told me when I first started dating.

Flashback:

I went downstairs to find my mom in the kitchen. I was about to ask Amanda out. Only thing was, I was nervous as hell. I couldn’t stop thinking about her since we worked on that project for English class. We’ve even went to each other’s houses to work on the project. Both my mom and her parents teased us on going out together. Of course we both blushed wildly when they made their accusations. I knew that she was good-looking before, but I never really noticed until around the time we completed the project. We still hung out together after we completed the project, but we were both nervous around each other. I needed advice on asking her out and a potential kiss. It’s kind of like she replaced what I thought about Alyssa in my head.

I entered the den and sure enough, my mom was there paying the bills.
“Hey mom.”
“What?”
“I just had a question.”
“About what?”
“Well…it’s about dating.”
“Aw…does little Kevin like a girl at school?”
“Mom, quit it! I’m 14 years old now. I’m not little.”
“Jeez, Kevin. Can’t you take a joke every once in a while?”
“Not with a somewhat sarcastic attorney of a mom.”
“Now you shut your mouth up.”
“Can I at least ask the question?”
“Sure. Fire away.”
“When you were dating dad, how did you know that you wanted to be with him at that time?”
“I guess it was when I kissed him.”
“What about the kiss?”
“They’ll be special if they leave you breathless. If you leave them breathless as well, then the relationship will be worthwhile.”
“And if they leave you breathless every time?”
“Then you’ve found your soul mate.”
I just stared at her blankly as she started to daydream about her current boyfriend.
‘Oh great. There she goes into La-la Land about her new boyfriend again.’ I thought.
“Uh…mom, this isn’t exactly a good time to go into La-la Land about your new boyfriend.”
“Fine. Anyway, who is this girl you’re trying to ask out? Could it be Amanda by any chance?”
“No. Just a person that I know.” I immediately fired back.
“Oh. So it is Amanda then?” I blushed while keeping silent. ‘Kevin and Amanda, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G.’ my mom sang.
“Mom.” I groaned.
“Oh relax. If you really want to know something, just ask her out. I’m sure she feels the same way about you.”
“And how would you know?”
“Let’s just say it’s a woman’s intuition.”
“Good grief.” I groaned, seeing as how my mom used that ‘unknown’ excuse for keeping something secret.

End Flashback

‘Is Amanda the one I end up with? Or is it Alyssa? Damn it. Why does this have to be difficult?’ I thought.
“Whoa. Where did you learn to kiss like that?”
“I don’t know. It…it was actually my first kiss.” Alyssa said, shyly.
“Could’ve fooled me.” I said. She looked away. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s…just…it’s just that I wasn’t…well, the first.” She started to blush.
“What are you saying?”
She took a deep breath. “The truth is, I’ve liked you for a long time.”
“How long?”
“Probably since a couple of months after you started going out with Amanda. When we were talking about you, and…”
“Wait. You two were talking about me?”
“Well, yeah. We’re girls, if you didn’t know.” She said, in an as-a-matter of fact tone. “Anyway, she loved how you were never pressuring her on anything. And when I saw you two together, I kinda saw why. I even thought about me being in her place sometimes.”
“I never knew that you were the jealous type.”
“Am not!!!” I just laughed.
“Since we’re confessing here, there has been something I needed to say.”
She looked at me, with a questioning look in her face. “What would that be?”
“The truth is, I’ve always had a crush on you. Since the beginning of high school. But then that stupid project in English class freshman year happened and I met Amanda. And those feelings just kinda died out. But now, I don’t know. Especially since we’re almost siblings. It’s kind of something out of a TV show. You know?”
“Now that I think about it, it does seem like something out of a TV show.”
“There’s another thing I do need to say though.”
“And what would that be?” she asked.
“I’m not lying when I say that it was the best kiss.” Before she could say something, I cupped her face so that we were staring into each other’s eyes, and kissed her. My eyes were closed, of course. She was shocked seeing that I was kissing her, but relaxed after a couple of seconds and returned the kiss. We stayed like this until it started to rain. It was a light drizzle at first, but then it started to rain harder.
“Let’s get out of here. They wouldn’t be too happy if I brought the ‘runaway’ back with a cold.”

Other than the fact that it did stop raining, the drive home was uneventful. The two of us kept quiet until Alyssa broke the silence after I parked the car onto the driveway.
“Thanks. For everything back there.”
“Why are you thanking me? I should be the one thanking you, actually.”
“How come?”
“I wouldn’t have noticed anything until you said something about it.” Alyssa gave me a questioning look. “You know, I never really had anyone outside of my family looking after me. I’m glad that you are. And you know what?” I turned my head so that I was looking at Alyssa.
“What?”
“I know I’m gonna love my future stepsister. I’m pretty sure she’ll love her future stepbrother as well. If not now, then eventually. I don’t know. I guess only time will tell.”
“Jeez. Stop being such a tease.” She then shoved me lightly.
“Well, I can’t if we go with the plan.”
“Fine. Just don’t blame me if you get killed by my dad.”
“Fair enough.”

We got out of the car and entered the house, and our parents were in there, teary-eyed.
“I’m home, and I got a surprise for everybody.” I yelled. Our parents ran into the living room, and saw that I was standing by myself. Alyssa was standing behind me, and my parents couldn’t see her.
“What’s the surprise?” my mom asked.
“Let me move so you can…”
“Where is she?” Alyssa’s dad practically screamed, as he ran up and started to choke me.
“Let…me…down. Can’t breathe.” I struggled to say.
“Honey, let him down. Besides, if you kill him, we might not know whether he found Alyssa or not.”
“Well it’s just him here, so I think he didn’t.” he then faced me. “Where’s my daughter? Tell me now you fucking dipshit.”
“Honey.” My mom yelled. “Let him down. He can barely talk, let alone breathe. And he is not a ‘fucking dipshit’.” She was trying to get Alyssa’s dad away, but being the brick shithouse he is, to say that it wasn’t working was an understatement.
“Need…air…can’t…breathe….call….9….1” I was still struggling to talk, and I felt my lungs were going to collapse. My face was starting to turn blue and my voice box almost being crushed. Alyssa, who remained silent, and was still behind me, heard everything. She rushed from behind me to get her dad to stop.
“Daddy. Please stop!!!” Alyssa yelled. She was in view of everyone in the room. To say that the adults in the room were shocked is an understatement. Neither of our parents couldn’t even say a word. Alyssa was almost at her breaking point, tears were starting to form in her eyes. “You’re gonna kill him. Please let go.”
He let go and slammed me against the door.
She rushed up to me. “You alright?” I kept silent for a little to try and regain my breath.
“Other than that near-death sentence, I’m good.” I hoarsely replied. Alyssa turned to her dad.
“Why would you do that?”
“Honey, I…”
“Shut up.”
“But I…”
“You almost killed him.” She yelled. While Alyssa was yelling at her dad, I managed to actually get my breath back, though I did have a minor raspy voice, since I felt like I was going mute for a time.
“Look. We’re both home, and we’re both OK, minus my somewhat raspy voice.” I turned to Alyssa’s dad. “And damn. If I knew you’d try to kill me, then I wouldn’t have even thought of coming home with Alyssa as my surprise. Ack.” My throat was only slightly hurt, luckily.
“Look. We can do something later. Right now, we should wait till you feel better. I’ll get you to your room so you can rest.”
All I could do was slightly nod, since even talking would have made my throat worse.

We walked up to my room and I lied down on the bed. She tucked me in like a little kid. After staring at me lying down on my bed, she started to laugh a little.
“What’s funny?” I whispered.
“It’s just that you look so cute in the bed. I can’t help but to laugh.”
“Take a picture. It’ll last longer.” I said, sarcastically. She took out her phone and took a picture of me in bed. I just glared at her.
“What? You should’ve seen it coming.”
“Uh…you sure you wanna change those words?”
“What are you…” she said before realizing the double entendre. “Oh! You are one disgusting pervert!!!”
“Said the person who left a nude pic of herself in my room.”
“Touché.” She kissed my cheek, to which I blush immediately after. “I have a surprise for you later. Come to my room when our parents are asleep.” She whispered into my ear before I ended up falling asleep.

The next thing I knew, I heard my alarm going off. I reached around, turned it off, and looked at the time. It was 7:30.
‘Guess I slept for about 3 hours. I wonder if the others ate dinner while I was asleep.’ I got up and went downstairs into the kitchen to see my mom cooking dinner while Alyssa’s dad “helped” (more like cop a feel when Alyssa and I weren’t looking) and Alyssa was in the living room watching TV.
I walked towards the couch and Alyssa saw me walking over to the couch, next to her. She was dressed in her PJs, a white t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts that she rarely used.
‘Why do most of her shorts show off her ass? Not that I’m against it, but…’ I thought.
“So I take it that you had a good nap then?” I just nodded.
“And I assume that your throat hasn’t gotten better.” I shrugged, since I woke up from my nap about 5 minutes earlier.
“I’ll get some tea while you relax.” She got up to go in the kitchen, but I grabbed her wrist and brought her back.
“What are you doing?”
“You really don’t want to see our parents ‘cooking’ if you know what I mean.”
“What are you talking about?”
I took her toward the kitchen door, and sure enough, we both saw Alyssa’s dad copping a feel on my mom. My mom, tried resisting, but it was obvious that she liked it.
I could tell that Alyssa was zoning out, fantasizing that it was the two of us in the kitchen doing what our parents were doing.
“Uh…Alyssa. You alright in there?” I asked.
“Uh…yeah…let’s go back and watch TV.”

We rushed toward the couch, and it was easy to say that Alyssa was flustered, seeing as how not so secretly her dad was groping my mom.
“So…how about we just keep quiet about what we saw in the kitchen?”
She just nodded and we resumed watching TV until our parents called us over for dinner. For the most part, it was quiet, since Alyssa’s dad was basically giving dagger eyes to me because of Alyssa running away, while my mom was doing the same to both Alyssa’s dad and Alyssa for different reasons. Alyssa’s dad was because he nearly killed me a couple of hours ago, and Alyssa for running away. I tried to go on as if everything was normal, but it didn’t work out. It never works out. My mom and I sat on one side of the table, while Alyssa and her dad were sitting on the other side. At least there’s a buffer zone between us if Alyssa’s dad decides to kill me.
‘Why can’t it just be normal? Minus Alyssa trying to feel me up.’ I thought. Alyssa could have, but she’d have to practically give me a footjob if she did. We were sitting across the table from each other. I couldn’t eat due to a lack of appetite. I would’ve just eaten a protein bar I had hidden in my room, anyway.
“Something wrong?”
“Can I be excused?” I asked, standing up.
“No. Now sit your ass back down.”
“Honey!!!” my mom yelled at Alyssa’s dad, giving him dagger eyes. Anyone could tell that Alyssa running away was taking a huge toll on their relationship. I was at a crossroads on who to side with, seeing as how basically having a restraining order on Alyssa caused her to run away, and having brought her back safe and sound was what ticked our parents off.
“Both of you.” Mom said with an authoritative tone while looking at the two of us. “Rooms, now.”

I nodded and motioned Alyssa to leave with me. We went to the hallway that separated our rooms.
“Well, dinner didn’t go as I thought it would.”
“Yeah. What do you expect when your dad tries to strangle the one who fixed it all?”
“Uh…something completely different. Like me trying to create a war zone.” She chuckled lightly at the comment. “Anyway, if you need me, I’ll be in my room.”
“I wonder what you’ll do. Probably look at porn, I bet.”
“Pfft. Yeah right. I’ll probably play COD or 2K or something until I get bored.”
“Haven’t you played that, like what, more times than you can count?”
“Better than nothing, I suppose.”
Alyssa leaned closer and said “You could always come into my room, you know.”
“And go into what? Seeing you get off to a dildo?”
“What?! As if I do that.”
“Then why do I hear constant moaning almost every night?”
“Our parents. They must be doing it.” She said nervously.
“I’m pretty sure our parents wouldn’t moan the name of one of their kids.” I said, smirking.
“But you promised that we could spend some more time together.” She whined.
I felt like an idiot after she said that. “OK. You got me. Where to?”
She opened the door to her room. It wasn’t as girly as I thought it would be. A couple of posters of bands she liked, no stuffed animals, some tennis stuff.
“I will have to admit, this is the first time I’ve actually seen your room since you moved in.”
“Well, I did have a handy person help me move everything in.”
“He sure must be a handy person for it to be like this. I’d actually like to get to know the guy sometime soon.”
“Shut up and get in the room.” She dragged me into the room, locked the door, and surprisingly, she didn’t immediately try to fuck my brains out.

We just talked. Mostly about our past. I actually found it somewhat odd that I was able to open up to her. Even about what I thought made my parents divorced. I never told anyone that. Not even Amanda. It was odd, but for some reason, I didn’t feel like it was wrong at all to tell her something that I never even told my girlfriend. I mean, sure, my girlfriend knew my real parents were divorced. But I never told her that I felt guilty because of it. Yet, I told Alyssa. It made me feel better talking to her about it. It just felt natural. I didn’t know why. All I knew was that it just seemed right to do so.

She even opened up about some dark times in her life. Like how she almost drowned as a kid. Even worse, how her biological mother passed away in a car accident. It happened when she was around 8 or 9 years old. Alyssa’s mom was driving her home from visiting her grandparents. She was asleep at the time, since it was nighttime. They were on the highway, about to take the exit that would eventually bring them home. Then a drunk driver ran into the car. Alyssa escaped with some scrapes and a broken arm. Her mother, however, wasn’t as lucky. Her mother died in the hospital about two and a half weeks after being admitted. She was declared brain dead. Alyssa even admitted that she was dealing with survivor’s guilt as a result of the incident from time to time.
“Why, Kevin? Why me? Why did I have to survive that?”

She started to cry on my shoulder. I didn’t know what to say, so I just held her as she continued to cry.
“I don’t know. But I can promise this.”
“Promise what?”
“I’ll be here for you. Anytime.”
“Kevin.”
“Hm?”
“Thank you. For everything.” She leaned into me more and all I could do was console her.
‘Man, she’s been through some rough times too. Now that I think about it, and outside of how our parents split up, we’re practically the same. Feeling guilty for going through that experience, and sometimes wishing that we could prevent it.’ I thought.

It was silent for a while after that. I ended up breaking the silence when I said, “You know you didn’t have to talk about that.”
She shook her head. “You opened up and confessed something that you didn’t want to. I just didn’t want you to feel alone in that regard.”
I smiled at her gesture and let go of her except her hand. “You know…I’m actually surprised.”
“At what?”
“The fact that once the door closed, you didn’t start trying to fuck my brains out.”
“Hey!!! I’m not a slut like some other people.” She pouted.
I just chuckled at her face when she pouted.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Cause your face makes me laugh when you pout.” I said through my laughs. She pouted even more and I laughed harder. Since we were sitting on her bed, I was lying down while laughing. I forgot that I was holding her too so she went down when I did.

“Eek!!!”
“You OK?”
“Well, let’s see. We’re on a soft bed, no blood, and no injuries that I can think of. So I’m pretty sure I’m OK.”
I just stared at her. I couldn’t believe that one of the hottest, if not the hottest, girls that I knew was in the same room as I was. Not to mention that she’s about to become my stepsister.
‘I can’t do this. I’m already taken. But I can’t resist the urge.’ I kept telling myself. The urge won out in the end, and I moved closer and kissed Alyssa. She was shocked like the last time I kissed her, and just like last time, she relaxed into the kiss a few seconds after. What was first an innocent kiss, turned into an all-out make out session. I felt myself getting hard while we made out. We separated because we needed to breathe.
“If only most of the other girls in school knew what they were missing…” Alyssa was thinking out loud.
“Missing what?”
“Well, it’s just that according to most of the girls, you’re one of the nicest guys in school. Not to mention that you are good-looking, and a good kisser.”
“Do you practically gossip with the girls all day?”
“It’s most of the girls on the tennis team. Not to mention that they don’t know about us being stepsiblings yet.”
“Go figure.” I then snapped back into reality. “Oh no.” I shot up. “I can’t do this anymore.”
“Do what?”
“What I’m doing right now with you. I can’t go on doing this. I mean, I have a girlfriend, I got her pregnant, and I just cheated on her. If things were different, maybe. But I can’t now.”
She pressed one of her fingers onto my lips. “What Amanda doesn’t know won’t kill her, right?”
‘Holy crap. Is she saying for me to cheat on Amanda with her? It’s not right. Tell her!!!’
“I get that I have to go on knowing that. But what we’re doing…it’s…it’s practically incest. We can’t go on doing this.”
“It’s not incest. We’re not blood-related.”
“I don’t know. I mean, if we get caught too…”
“Stop being too careful and just go for it.”
“Remember what happened last time I did that.”
“I’m at least smart enough to go on the pill.”
“Oh, really now?”
She tossed a pack that she had on a table at me. “Is that proof enough?”
“Still though, I can’t go on cheating on her like this.”
“Yet you still like the idea of it.” She said, as she reached towards my groin and started to rub my hard-on.
“What are you doing?”
She ignored me and kept rubbing. “Looks like someone really loves it.” Her eyes were filled with lust and it was easy to tell that she was getting horny as well.
“Alyssa. Please stop and think about what you’re doing.”
“What’s wrong?”
“I can’t do this.”
“I think your body disagrees with you.” She pulls down my shorts and my dick flung free from its prison. Her eyes widened when she saw it.
“Holy shit” She was amazed at how big she thought I was. I considered myself average. I mean, do I even have to ask the question: ‘What kind of teenager DOESN’T look at porn?’
“Before you continue…”
“I can’t believe you’ve been hiding this from me since we started living together.” She started to stroke my hard-on.
‘Damn it feels good. I kinda wish she’d suck it too. But I can’t go through with it. I gotta get her to stop. Before this gets any further than it already has. No matter how much I enjoy it. Wait, did I just say I enjoyed this? HELL NO!!! Get her to stop and listen to reason before it’s too late!!!’
“Alyssa, please let me talk before this gets any further.”
“Further, like this?” She started to rub my dick harder and lick the head. She was definitely breaking down my will to resist, bit by bit. The worst, or best, part about it was that it was actually working. I tried to say something to get her to stop, but I couldn’t get anything out due to the amount of pleasure I was experiencing.
She stopped licking the head and looked up at me.
“Looks like someone’s enjoying this.” she said, before she continued to lick all around my dick, and then started to suck the head. She also started to play with her pussy while getting me off.

‘Crap. I don’t know if I can resist it any longer. Fuck. I gotta get her off before it gets any worse.’ I thought. But as I was about to do so, she started sucking more and more of my dick. ‘Damn it! How did she know? Can…can she read me? Fuck. I don’t think I can resist anymore. And I will admit, for a first-timer, this feels real good.’ My mode of thought changed.
Instinctively, I moved my hands and started to play with her pussy and grope her ass. She was shocked to see what I was doing.
She stopped sucking me and asked, “What are you doing?”
“I thought I should do something since it looks like you’re doing a lot.” I said, as I continued to rub the outline of her pussy through her shorts.
“Two can play that game.” She said, and before she started to suck on my dick again, she noticed something oozing out of it. “What is this?” she asked.
I looked down to see something oozing out. “That? Oh, it’s just precum. It just means that, uh…well…what you were doing before…well…felt…good.” I stammered, finally admitting what I was trying to resist.
“And you were refusing…”
“Moving on…” I abruptly interrupted her. “It’s just that, um, well…I’d like it if you’d continue doing what you were doing before.” I stuttered.
“I don’t know.” Alyssa said. “I mean, you did try to resist it, and after everything that’s happened today…” I felt my heart sink, stunned at what Alyssa said, and completely speechless. It took me a couple of moments for my head to register what happened. I sighed.
“If that’s what you want, then I guess we’ll stop here.” I proceeded to move Alyssa off of me and pull up my pants. But before I could even get Alyssa off of me, she pushed me down so that my back was on the mattress.

“Alyssa, what are you…” I said, on the verge of actually yelling.
“I never wanted you to stop.” She said. I gave her a questioning look. “It’s just…that…while I was doing, you know, I felt like a slut.” She was on the verge of crying.
“Please don’t start crying.” She looked at me as I wiped the tears that were forming in her eyes before they started rolling down her face. “A couple of things. One, you’re not a slut. Two, you’re not like those snobbish cheerleaders at school who’ll fuck around with anyone. Not to mention that everyone that they’ve slept with probably has the clap. Three, nobody knows about what we’re doing, even our parents. Let alone, barely anybody knows that we’re almost stepsiblings. And four, I’m only willing to go as far as you are. Alright?”
She seemed to cheer up real quick after that. “But what about you?”
I shook my head. “Listen, I’m only willing to go as far as you want to go. If that means having to hold it in, then so be it.”
“You idiot.” She said jokingly as she kissed me again. My dick was getting a little limp as we had our conversation, but started getting harder when we kissed.
“Looks like someone’s recovering quite well.” She started to stroke my dick while licking it.
“Yeah. Let me show you how much I appreciate that.” I moved her so that we were in a 69 position.
“Hey, what are you…”
“Let’s just say that this’ll be better for the both of us.” I said, as I pulled her shorts and panties down to expose her wet pussy. “Looks like someone really likes this.” I started to rub the outer area of her pussy while playing with her clit.

She winced back in pleasure, as I felt her pussy getting even more drenched than it was before. I even started to lick her pussy when she decided to start sucking my dick again. I slipped one finger into her pussy and then another. I found out that her hymen is still intact and her g-spot thanks to her moans. We both continued as she started to suck my dick even faster and play with my balls. This happened for a few more minutes, when I felt my groin tighten. I was on the verge of cumming but I was preoccupied with getting Alyssa to cum that I didn’t warn her. She kept moaning as she was sucking my dick because of me licking her pussy. She was on the verge of cumming as well, since she was moving her hips as I was eating her out and fingering her. I just felt my groin buckle, and I started to cum inside of Alyssa’s mouth. Her eyes shot open as I shot a lot of cum into her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could without thinking, as some of it was dripping out of her mouth. I pulled out and turned so that I was looking at her. I was stunned, since I realized that I never warned her. At the same time that I came, she was cumming as well. She rolled over so that she was on her back afterwards. There was still some cum on her face and some leaking out of her mouth.
I sat up and looked at Alyssa lying down. “Holy shit. My bad. I should’ve warned you when I was going to cum.” I told her.
She was breathing hard, and took some time to calm down before she snapped back into reality. After that, she wiped some cum off of her face, licked her fingers, and swallowed it.
“You didn’t have to swallow, you know.”
“I know. But I actually wanted to taste it this time. I remember just swallowing it before without thinking. And I’ll admit that it’s a lot less bitter than I thought it’d be.”
‘Oh great. Another cum-guzzling whore. Except this one can break into my room in the middle of the night with little effort.’ I thought. I chuckled at the thought, and Alyssa heard.

“What are you laughing about?”
“Oh, nothing really. Just that how I’m probably the luckiest person on the planet right now.” I somewhat lied. Alyssa then noticed how I was semi-hard, since I just came, and started to suck my dick again.
“Whoa. What are you doing?”
“What does it look like? Cleaning up. Plus you really enjoy this. So don’t start complaining.” She said, before resuming. She was ‘cleaning up’ and getting me hard again. I felt my dick getting harder as she was giving me one of the best blowjobs of my life. She was even rubbing her clit and fingering herself while doing it. It was easy to see that her eyes were filled with pure lust. After a couple of minutes, she stopped, and started stroking me.
“Looks like you’re ready.”
“I could say the same thing.”

We both took off our shirts (kinda funny that the two of us were still wearing them), and moved so that she was on her back lying down on the bed. I knew that she was expecting me to ask her about something since it was her first time, but instead, I planned to play with her pussy more and get her to beg. I moved closer, making it look like I wanted to make out some more, but at the last second, I moved down to her pussy and started licking it while playing with her clit even more.
“Wait…what are you…” was all she can say before she started to get into it and moan. I stopped licking her pussy after she moaned a couple of times.
“Keep it down, or they’ll hear us.” I told her, not wanting her father of all people to barge in on us. After all, he did almost kill me.
“But it feels so good that I can’t help but moan.”
“Alright, but keep it on the DL. We don’t want them to kick me out.”
“And why would they do that?”
“Cause I’m older?”
“By a couple of months. Which technically doesn’t count, by the way.”
“And cause you’re still 15, let’s not forget.”
“And what does that have to do with anything?”
“Cause I’d get arrested and tried for rape.”
“But it isn’t rape if we both want it.”
“That’s not what your dad’s gonna think if he walks in on us.”
“The door’s locked. He’s not gonna get in unless he breaks down the door.”
“And as soon as he does that, he’s gonna kill me. Then again, he’d kill me if the two of us are in a room alone. Although…” I drifted off into a tangent thinking about what would happen. I didn’t realize that I was still playing with her clit with my hand and my hand even slid down to finger her. Yeah, I know, I could be a bit of a klutz sometimes.
She kept moaning. “Kevin, just please fuck me already.” she moaned. I looked at her, and then realized that I was still fingering her.

That was all I needed to hear. I decided to tease her a little more, and rub my shaft around her wet pussy, before deciding to take her virginity.
“You sure you want to go through with this? I mean, it’s basically the point of no return.”
She nodded. “I think we crossed that point a long time ago. Please, Kevin. Please make love to me.” she said, shyly.
“It’s your first time, after all. It’ll hurt a little, but I promise you’ll start feeling good soon.”
She nodded again.
“Alright. I’m going in.” I lined up the top of the head towards her pussy, and slowly inserted my cock inside of her. She squealed a little when the head was fully inside of her, and again when I was halfway inside of her, since I just broke her hymen at that point, though I didn’t know it at that point in time.
“You OK?” I asked. “We can stop if you want.” I said, concerned, since I didn’t want to pressure her into going further. I even thought about leaving the room.
She shook her head. “I’m alright. My hymen was gonna break eventually. I’m…I’m just…” she said, as she started to cry.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, after I noticed that she was crying. I also looked down quickly after she said something about her hymen. I noticed that there was blood and realized that I broke her hymen, though, unintentionally. I wanted to do that when I was fully inside of her.
“I’m just…I’m just happy that…you’re the first...”
“Well, I don’t know if you want to make that official yet.” I said, noting that I wasn’t fully inside of Alyssa. I didn’t want to go too far and have her in pain. She saw that I was halfway inside of her and smirked.
‘I don’t know whether or not to like where this is gonna go.’ I thought, after seeing Alyssa smirking.
“Well, we’ll have to change it, won’t we?” she said. It was easy to tell that her voice was filled with lust. I nodded, and slowly inserted the rest of my cock inside of her. It was so tight inside of her that it took me a little time for my dick to be completely inside of her. She was holding on her blankets and bed sheets tightly as I continued to enter her. She was also trying to stifle her moans while I was still entering her, but to no avail. She even came during then, but I was so preoccupied with how tight she was that I didn’t really think much of it.
‘Holy shit. This has got to be the tightest pussy I’ve been inside of by far.’ I thought, as I was all the way inside of her.
“Wow.” was all I could manage to say.
“I could say the same thing. I never would’ve thought that you’d feel this big inside of me. Let alone that you’d even fit.”
“Said the perverted stepsister-to-be.”
“Hey! I’m not perverted. Just…a little…out of the ordinary. Yeah, let’s go with that.”
“I’m pretty sure your body’s being more honest than you are right now.” I said, since her pussy was practically like a vice and was practically leaking.
“It wouldn’t be like that if you weren’t so big.” she said back. ‘And all the way inside of me. God why does this make me feel good?’ she added, in her head.
“Not my fault that I ended up like that. Besides, if you don’t like it, I think I’ll take my leave.”
I was about to move and leave to make it seem convincing, until she grabbed my wrist and I looked back at her.
“Please don’t. Can we stay like this? Just for a couple of minutes. Please?”
“Sure. Why not?”

We stayed the way we were for a couple of minutes. I had to fight the urge to start moving already, since Alyssa needed a couple of minutes to get used to having me inside of her.
“I…hope you don’t mind…if I…” I stuttered.
“It’s alright. You can start moving now.”
“I’m gonna go slow at first, and then speed up.” I told her, before I started to move. She was moaning a little as I moved, and to be honest, so was I. I still couldn’t believe how tight her pussy was.
“Holy shit. I never would’ve thought that it’d feel this good inside of you.” I said, as I was going just a little faster.
The pain she felt before was replaced by a new feeling as time went on: pleasure. She was practically drowned in it, as she wrapped her legs around my waist and moved as I was thrusting in and out of her. She was moving along to me thrusting in and out of her.
“Faster.” was all I could hear her say. I stopped. “Why did you stop?”
“I couldn’t hear what you just said. Could you repeat that?”
Her face turned bright red out of embarrassment. “I…I wanted…”
“You wanted…what?”
“Well…I…”
“If you’re not gonna say it, then I’ll have to get you to say it through different means.”
“Hold on. What are you…”

I started to move again, and I was going faster and harder than before, which took her by surprise. She was moaning in pleasure as I kept thrusting quicker and harder, and she went along with the movements as well.
“Keep fucking my pussy like that. It feels so good, baby. Right there.” She kept saying, albeit slurred. I also started to lick her nipples and fondle one of her boobs, while another hand was rubbing her clit. After a little, though, she pushed me so that I was on my back, which took me by surprise.
“Who says that you can get all the fun here?” she said in my ear, after leaning down.
‘Damn it. Should’ve seen this coming.’ I thought. I kept thrusting in and out of her, while she kept moving up and down.
After a few minutes, I felt my balls tighten as I was about to cum. I stopped playing with her boobs and clit.
“Fuck. I’m gonna cum soon. I gotta pull out.”
“Don’t. Cum inside of me. I want you to