Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

“That’s delightfully wicked,” Amy said, still clutching at Duncan’s knees.

It was soon time for everyone to get going, and as everyone began to hug and say goodbye, Duncan cleared his throat. “One more quick thing, I’ve got a trip out of town this week with Mark and Kara, for work. I’m curious if I could get a nice couple to look after Kelly on Wednesday and maybe Thursday for me?”

He turned and looked at Zeke and Amy, but they both shook their heads. “We have to work doubles on those two days, unfortunately. We had to give something up so we could have Saturday’s and Sunday mornings off,” Amy explained. “Sorry,” she said, standing and kissing him.

That left Ed and Marie and Drake and Molly.

“Actually,” Drake said. “Molly and I can keep her company that night. We don’t have anything going on.”

Duncan smiled and went to shake his hand. “Done,” he said, smiling. “I trust you’ll make sure she has a good time?”

Kelly felt herself getting wet, seeing her husband negotiating for her time without even glancing at her for input.

“Sure thing,” Drake said, clapping him on the shoulder.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

He pulled the two of them aside though and spoke quietly. “I’ve got a serious poker game tomorrow night. I’d like you two to be there. It’s a $1000 buy in and we could use a sixth chair.”

“Sure,” Duncan said. “You want me to bring Kelly to keep Molly company?”

Drake smiled. “Actually, what do you think about them playing hostesses for us. Get them to wear something revealing and give us a little eye candy?”

Duncan smiled, but it was Kelly who answered. “That sounds fun!”

“It’s a deal,” Duncan said, clasping his hand again.

“We’ll see you Monday then,” Drake replied.

As they climbed into the truck to head home, Kelly turned and looked at him. “You know, this is the first time in a few weeks we haven’t brought someone back with us.”

He nodded. “I know, feels weird right?”

She laughed. “So what do you think this poker party entails?”

He shrugged at that. “Honestly, Drake is a serious poker player, so unless this is just a “for fun” game, then I don’t know that you’re going to be doing anything too risque. Maybe you’ll be a distraction for the other players so he can win some money? Maybe you’ll just be there to refill drinks and look pretty.”

“I can certainly do that,” she said. “I liked how you were… ‘negotiating’ without my consent,” she said after a short pause.

He turned and smiled. “I figured you’d like that.”

She nodded. “You got my pussy wet,” she said. “Again.”

He smiled. “What happens at the poker party will be anyone’s guess, but personally, you can do whatever your sexy little ass desires, my love.”

“Really?” she asked, mildly surprised.

He nodded. “I’ll be there, but you don’t need to feel obliged to check with me, unless you need to. I just feel like you haven’t had as much fun as I’ve been having.”

She grinned and slid over in the seat next to him. Fumbling for his zipper, she quickly pulled out his cock and began to stroke him, her head sliding under his arm to engulf the tip of his cock.

“Mmm,” she moaned, taking his swiftly growing member in deeper. She heard him sigh and moan softly as she sucked him. She was getting to where she loved the power she felt when she had him in her mouth. She figured if she got good enough at it, she could make him do whatever she wanted for one, not that she’d do that to her own husband.

“Someone else’s maybe,” she thought, grinning briefly to herself.

She continued sucking his cock all the way home, and by the time they made it through their bedroom door, a long line of discarded clothes led back to the front entrance. He spun her around quickly as they approached the bed, surprising her.

Arching her back, she moaned in pleasure as he rubbed at her pussy, one of his hands reaching up to roughly grope at her breast and pull at a nipple ring.

She groaned and fought to spin around, or move to the bed, but his grip was iron and he wasn’t moving. He turned her a few seconds later, though, and pushed her up against their bedroom wall.

“Oh,” she moaned, smiling back at him. He nodded, grinning widely as he gripped both of her hips and slid in quickly. Her pussy was soaked and accepted him easier than it normally did. His hands felt like vices on her thighs, pulling at her tender flesh as he began to thrust in and out, his cock driving pleasure from every crevice of her tender pussy. Succulent juices lubricated his thick cock as he drove it home, again and again. She felt him reach around then and pull both of her nipple rings, forcing her whole body with them and sending her over the edge. Yelping in pleasure, she came forcefully on his cock, squeezing tightly and sending him over the edge in turn. Thick streams of cum filled her, pent up as he was from not coming at all that day. She yelped again and again as the orgasm worked its way through her until they both finally stumbled to bed.

Collapsing into each other, they haphazardly threw the sheets over themselves and fell asleep almost immediately.

Dawn came, and Kelly awoke to the wonderful sensation of her husband’s face between her legs. His talented tongue brought her to a mind-numbing orgasm as she arched her back and gripped his face. Sliding up her torso, he started to wipe his face on a pillow before she stopped him. Grinning, she brought his lips to her own and kissed him deeply, her own juices intermixing with their saliva. Turned on by her brazen naughtiness, he reached down with a single hand to the small of her back and pulled, his cock sliding slowly in, pushing at the folds of her cunt and causing her eyes to roll back in her head.

“Oh God, Baby,” she groaned. He smiled as they resumed kissing passionately. Slowly, methodically, he began to thrust deeply into her, his beautifully large dick forcing pleasure from every crevice and crease of her pussy.

He gripped one side her head with one hand, and steadied himself on the bed with the other. His much larger form dwarfed hers, and she knew he could do whatever he wanted to her if he so chose. She would have no way of stopping him. The thought of being helpless to resist him turned her on more, and brought her closer to another orgasm. She suddenly realized why Dana had the particular fantasy in mind that she did. It was intoxicating to think that someone could take what they wanted from you, someone you knew and trusted just having their way with you.

His cock began to slide faster and faster into her punished pussy, her orgasm filling her head with euphoria and endorphins as it crested and finally washed over her. The walls of her pussy convulsed involuntarily down onto his hammering shaft, drawing more and more pleasure out of her and causing her entire body to clench. Unable to speak, she lay there as he did as he pleased. He began to slow down then, and finally slid out of her as she finished cumming. They lay there panting for a few minutes before he slid out of bed, pulling her with him and heading to the shower.

In silence, they kissed and caressed each other as they washed. Not a word was spoken, but lips pressed against skin. Sex organs were rubbed and scrubbed as the water splashed over the two of them. He helped her out of the tub and reached for a towel. Starting slowly, deliberately, he began to towel her off. His methodical approach made her smile, and it seemed an act of affection. He handed the towel to her as he finished, and she dried him off in the same manner, supplanting the towel for a gentle kiss against his flesh every once in a while.

Taking the towel in one hand, he hung it on the curtain rod and spread it out to dry. Turning, he led her out of the bathroom and over to her dresser. Pulling open her panty drawer, he fumbled through them and pulled out a nice matching set that showed just the right amount of flesh. It was baby blue, and lacy. Smiling, he held it up briefly and winked at her.

Falling to his knees, he gently lifted one of her legs and kissed her inner thigh, just above the knee. She smiled and ran a hand through his damp hair, mussing it a little as he began to slowly slide the panties on for her. Grinning, she shook her head playfully at him as he smiled up at her briefly. Lifting her other leg, he slid it into the lacy garment, and then pulled slowly as the fabric ran up her legs. He had to pull a little harder to get it over her buttocks, and the movement caused it to fold a little. Standing, he pulled her close and peered behind her, his fingers quickly unfolding and smoothing out the garment.

Spinning her around, he readjusted the pair of panties, and reached for the matching bra. Sliding it through her arms, he pulled the garment on as he tenderly kissed her neck. Smoothing the straps and positioning the cups correctly, he pulled the straps back and clasped them together. Reaching around, he playfully jiggled her breasts and kissed her neck again, drawing a laugh and causing her to spin. Her lips pressed forcefully against his, and her tongue quickly found a home in his mouth, dancing with his own. She playfully stroked his cock, squeezing and sliding the skin up and down. She felt him grow slowly more erect, and released him.

Turning, she pulled him over to his dresser and retrieved a pair of black boxer-briefs. Sliding them slowly up his legs as she knelt in front of him, she could not help but lick at the tip of his cock as it bobbed slowly in front of her. She cried out in mild surprise when she had the underwear halfway up his body. His hand suddenly appeared on the back of her head and pulled her head upwards, her lips being forced open by his cock. She glanced upwards and grinned, opening her mouth to accept him in completely.

He pulled, forcing his cock deep into her mouth and threatening to cause her to gag, but she fought back the reflex. Slowly, he extricated it from her mouth before sliding it in a final time. Sliding it out, he looked down and winked and then nodded towards his underwear.

She pouted briefly, but slid the black fabric upwards until it snugly covered his delicious looking cock.

“Good morning,” he said, pulling her up and kissing her.

“Good morning, my love,” she said.

The two made their way downstairs to make breakfast and as they entered the kitchen, Kelly noticed she had a message on her phone. Quickly checking it, she tossed it back to the counter.

“Marie isn’t going to be able to come over this morning,” she said.

“Oh yeah?” he replied.

“She says that she’s a little under the weather,” Kelly answered.

“Are we still doing the sex lessons?” he asked.