Fraud: A Stepbrother Romance (12 page)

I don’t know if it will all fit in my
mouth.

I shove against him, grabbing his ass
cheeks and pulling him to me.

Alternating my shoves with sucking, I
manage to get about half of his cock into my throat before I feel my gag-reflex
kicking in.

I swallow hard, remembering something I
read in “Cosmo”.

His dick slips deeper into my throat, and
its heady scent fills my nostrils with musk.

I work on him, taking him in more and more
with each thrust.

But, there’s so much still there! He’s
long as well as thick!

I pull back, a strand of saliva and semen
drooling from my lips.

“Derek!” I say, begging him.

“Am I hurting you?” he asks me.

“No, baby, no!” I protest. “I want more!”

“But, I can’t get it all in on my own!” I
whine, needing him all inside me.

“Please, help!” I cry.

“How?” he asks.

“Use your hands, push it into my mouth!
Come in my mouth!” I say, wanting to taste his hot load. I’m dying to have him
shoot into my throat.

“Won’t you gag?” he asks, concerned.

“It’ll be alright! Try!” I beg.

I bend to the task, again licking and
lubricating his cock head and shaft with my saliva, while I massage his balls.

I get to where my gag-reflex starts again,
then nod my head, and put his hands on the back of my head,

“Now!” I mouth, but the only sound that
comes out is a garbled noise.

Derek starts to thrust into my throat in
earnest, and I am no longer in control.

His mighty cock shoves past my throat,
going all the way in, filling my mouth.

Then, just as quickly, it’s almost out, my
lips pursing over it, the spit in my mouth lubing it for the next pass.

Derek shoves again and again, and I am
mindless as he uses my face. He skull fucks me, harder and harder.

We fall onto the bed, and he rotates
around until my head is over the edge of the bed.

I gasp for breath, trying to breathe
through my nose.

“Please! Don’t stop!” I beg him.

My mouth has a mind of its own, my head
craning up to take his beautiful cock in, yet again.

Derek laughs, but I can tell he’s getting
near his own orgasm.

He lowers himself to me, then pushes all
the way in.

I gag, and he begins to pull out, when I
grab his ass, and pull him back down on top of me.

Derek takes the hint, and then face-fucks
me hard, my head bouncing off the mattress.

Again and again, he thrusts, each one
filling my throat full of his meaty dick.

I can sense he’s almost there, when I feel
his tongue licking my pussy.

The combination sends me over the edge,
and I come hard.

Derek’s cock in my mouth, his tongue on my
clit, I squeeze one nipple, pulling at it.

I scream, but there is no sound, my mouth
completely full of Derek’s pulsing, throbbing meat.

Then, with an animal roar, Derek comes.

He shoots a huge load of semen into me.

It fills my throat, all the way from my
stomach to my mouth, and shoots out my nostrils.

I gag and choke and greedily swallow every
drop, licking the wonderful tool of intimate pleasure completely clean.

I come, again and again, against Derek’s
talented tongue, coating his face with my carnal juices.

Finally, we both just lay against each
other, spent from our exertions.

My throat is raw, burning with the taste
of Derek’s hot issue, as it trickles slowly down into my belly.

My pussy is humming with pleasure, and my
legs are shaking.

I make small mewling noises, still sucking
on Derek, and fall asleep.

DEREK

I turn around, and Megan is sitting on the
bed.

She’s perfect!

She sits there, voluptuous, her clothes
tight and her face flushed, her breathing strong and her eyes staring at me
with raw hunger.

I am so turned on by how she looks at me!

Her eyes are bright and shining, her love
pulsing out towards me.

She starts to slowly remove her jacket.

First one arm, then the next, she takes
her time, and my cock starts to swell.

Her jacket slides to the floor, a small,
beige mound.

Megan does the buttons on her blouse.

Her gorgeous breasts peek out from under
it, and she’s wearing a lacy, tan brassiere.

Her mouth makes a small ‘O’, and she moans
gently.

She’s sliding her ass on the bed, and the
sound of the silk sheets rubbing against her makes me harder.

I’ve never felt so vulnerable, and yet so
in need of anyone.

Really, I wish our clothes just vanished!

She’s driving me crazy, taking off her blouse,
one button at a time.

I’m shaking badly; I’m usually so in
control of my feelings that this is a new sensation for me.

It makes me happy, and I smile at Megan.

Her blouse is open, revealing her smooth
skin, and her luscious tits.

They are large, and ripe, waiting for me
to eat them.

I can’t resist and move over to her side.

My cock is rock hard, and Megan reaches
down and strokes it.

A jolt of electricity shoots up my arm,
straight into my brain, as she traces the outline of my cock with her index finger.

I want to push down my jeans, and just
plunge my meat into her mouth.

But, Megan wants to play, and teases it.

She tosses her hair, looking at me
hungrily, her eyelids covering her eyes. She almost looks coy and shy, but
underneath it is a raw hunger, a lust.

She rubs my dick, stroking the shaft
through my pants.

Megan slowly licks her lips.

Her blouse is just hanging there, and I
can see her hard nipples.

They are jutting out, like strawberries.

Her large brown aureoles peek over the
edges of the lacy, tan bra.

My hand moves down to her head, and I sit
on the bed, next to her.

We look into each other’s’ eyes for a
moment, and then she leans her face towards me.

Our mouths open, and then we are kissing.

Her musk penetrates into my brain.

I pull her to me, crushing her to my
chest, her breasts heaving and full.

We melt together, her warm skin against
me.

She tastes like citrus and her hair smells
of sandalwood.

I have a moment of weakness…did I brush my
teeth today? … I think, crazily.

Then, all thought is lost as Megan hugs
me, and my hands massage her tits. Her nipples are like hard pencil erasers.

I gently rub first one pointed nipple,
then the other.

Megan moans, and I cover her moan with my
mouth, drinking her sound into me.

Megan positions herself into a more
comfortable place on the bed, so I cups her ass with my hands, and pulls her to
me.

My cock is bulging!

I fall in between her spreading legs, on
the bed.

She stretches out, so that I can see her
thong is drenched.

I can smell her, and my mouth salivates at
wanting to lick and taste her.

We lay on the bed, and I caress her all
over.

I try to be gentle, but every once in a
while, she reacts to a more vigorous handling of her body.

Megan’s legs jerk, and her ass clenches as
I play with her.

I try to give her pleasure with every move
I make.

She groans and moans and grinds on me,
while I take my time grazing on her firm, smooth skin.

She sucks my tongue, and licks my chin
slowly. Her tongue trails down my neck.

I reach around and finally undo her lacy,
tan bra.

It pops open, her tits almost completely
exposed to me.

I want to suck on them, to teethe and
suckle and drink of them.

I put a fingertip under the fabric of her
left cup, moving it aside to see her nipple.

Megan’s making a high pitched noise.

I grin at her, and my tongue lightly
flicks the pink nubbin of her left tit.

Megan rocks and her hips grind on me. She
rides my bulging cock, as I gently suck her nipple.

Oh my God, I think she’s coming!

I alternate between her left and right
nipples, making them wet with my saliva.

I pinch the nipple I am not sucking, and
it elicits the proper response.

Megan’s eyes roll back in her head.

She grabs my hair, and pushes my face
between her breasts, and I try to unzip her pants.

In a quick movement, they are on the
floor, next to the jacket.

Her blouse is still there, hanging off
her.

Megan sits up, flicking her blouse away,
and slips her legs from her slacks.

Then, she throws the bra, and it hits my
head, then slides off.

We both burst out laughing.

“Oh, Derek, my darling! I thought you were
…” she says, but I want her.

I give her a deep, long kiss, and she’s
gasping as I pull away.

My breath is coming in gasps when he pulls
away, because I almost came, again.

I want her more every moment.

I can smell her scent...

Megan!

I want to be with you!

I slip a probing finger under the thin
fabric of her thong.

I grab her firm, round, ample ass, and
squeeze, kissing her on the neck.

I move my finger in circles, stroking her
labia, and finally find the button of her clit.

Megan screams into my shoulder, and bucks
into my hands.

I push my hand deeper into her, kneading
her ass, squeezing her.

I realize I am so turned on I am making
some noise, mostly from not being naked enough to take advantage of that hot,
slippery pussy!

Megan stops and kisses me gently, sitting
up.

She starts to take off my shirt.

My leather shoulder holster hangs down, my
Glock .45 stuffed under one arm.

I simply move from the bed, and then
finish taking off my shirt.

I unstrap the holster from my belt,
undoing both and then sliding the holster off.

I put the gun on the nightstand next to
the bed.

I grin at Megan, and flex my muscles at
her, like a body builder.

It makes me laugh a bit, and then Megan is
stripping off my t-shirt.

I feel her teeth bite my nipples, one and
then the other. I wince a little at the pinch of her teeth, and she scratches
my belly like a cat.

I chuckle and let her have her fun.

Now, the shirt is off…

I grab Megan by her hair, and mash her
lips to mine.

We kiss, our tongues shoving in and out of
our mouths, until we can’t even breathe.

Pushing her down on the bed, she opens her
legs for me.

We hump, and I suck on her tits.

The nipples are hard as diamonds, and each
time I give her a lick from my tongue, I squeeze the other tightly between my
finger and thumb.

Then I put two fingers lightly on either
side of her clit, rubbing and massaging her until her thick juices flow over my
hand.

Megan tears off her thong, and kisses me.

“Lick my pussy, Derek! Please! Eat me!”
she says to me, gasping for breath.

I smile and lower my head to the task.

I blow gently on her belly, watching it
quiver and shake with anticipation.

I lick along her stomach, moving towards a
sparse, neat patch of pubic hair.

It’s reddish, like her hair.

My tongue traces a path between her thighs,
and I just want to kiss them.

Megan moans, and I am not too sure if I am
giving her too much.

So, I go back to using my hand, and finger
her pussy until I can tell she’s coming.

Now is the time, I think, and lap at her
wet pussy, drinking in the heady, tangy juices.

I nibble her clit, and she comes again,
filling my mouth with her wetness. She’s gyrating, and bucking, and I eat her
out, making my own grunts and noises of pleasure.

She grabs my head, pushing me even deeper
into her pussy.