Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

Kelly and the others laughed genuinely.

“What about y’all? What do you y’all have planned tonight?” he asked.

“Dinner’, Drinkin’, Dancin’…, and…” Drake said, pausing to think of something that started with “D.”

“Fuckin’,” Kelly finished, drawing guffaws of laughter from everyone, including Duncan.

“Well shit, that sounds like a hell of a time!” Duncan said. “I hope y’all have fun. Please return my wife in the condition you found her in, more or less. Plus, I expect some pictures of the fun, so if she’s too occupied, I expect you to fill in, Molly.”

“Only if you promise to “fill me in” again, big guy,” Molly joked.

He laughed in response. “You’ve got a deal.”

“Bye Duncan,” Molly called.

“See ya, bro,” Drake said.

Kelly clicked him off speaker and brought the phone up to her face. Derrek had removed his hand again, but she shot him a look and he put his hand back on her leg.

“Hi baby,” she said again, her voice low. “I really miss you.”

He chuckled. “You saw me this morning, you goon,” he said, causing her to giggle.

“I know, right? How pathetic am I?” she asked.

“No worse than me baby, because I miss you too.”

She smiled into the phone and giggled as a delightfully naughty idea crept into her mind.

“You’ll never guess who has his hand on my leg right now,” she said. “I’ll give you a hint. It’s not Drake, and it’s not you.”

Duncan laughed on the other end of the phone. “I guess it must be Derrek then.”

“It is. He just decided to place his hand on my left knee, just above my kneecap. He didn’t ask or anything, and he knows I’m yours. Can you believe how brazen that is?”

“Mmm,” he answered. “He sounds like he’s a bad boy. I heard you red-headed sluts enjoy bad boys.”

Kelly snickered. “We’ve been known to indulge one from time to time. I think he’s going to start sliding his hand up my leg in a minute, Honey,” she said. “Should I let him, or should I slap him.”

Duncan sounded like he was laying down on the bed. “I think you should spread your legs, just a little bit. Just give him the hint of an invitation and see if he takes the bait.”

Kelly put her knee down then, and did as her husband bade, spreading her legs slightly as Derrek looked at her in amusement. Slowly, he ran his hand up her leg until he had his fingers gently brushing her panties. Leaning in, he inhaled her perfume and came to look up in her eyes.

“He’s got his fingers right up against my pussy, honey,” she said. “He’s also looking me in the eyes, I think he might try and…”

Derrek leaned in and kissed her, pushing the phone away slightly and eliciting a contented sigh. He pulled back and then kissed her again.

“He kissed me, Duncan, and he’s slowly stroking my pussy through my panties,” she whispered. “He’s taking advantage of my husband being away, isn’t he baby?”

Duncan groaned into the phone, obviously enjoying himself. “He certainly is, my love. He’s definitely not a nice fellow.”

“Ungh,” Kelly moaned, arching her back slightly as Derrek slid a finger into her pussy. “Baby,” she moaned. “He’s just shoved a finger in my pussy.”

Duncan moaned in pleasure then, and Kelly heard the telltale sounds of a blowjob in the background. She smiled.

“He’s pulled the finger out and he’s got it near my lips baby, I think he wants me to taste my own pussy,” she moaned, sucking his finger into her mouth and slurping at the juices.

Derrek pulled the finger from her lips again and slid it back down into her pussy, massaging her gently.

“What’s he doing now?” Duncan asked.

“Ugh, baby,” she moaned. “He’s got his finger back in my pussy and he’s going to make me cum. Do you want him to make me cum, baby?” she asked.

Duncan groaned again. “Please tell him to make you cum,” Duncan groaned, more slurping and sucking sounds coming from his end of the phone.

“My husband wants you to make me cum,” she said, spreading her legs for the young man.

He smiled and kissed her again, then looked down.

“He just kissed me again,” she moaned. “Your wife just kissed another man, and he’s fingering her… oh god…” she whimpered.

Duncan was breathing heavily, but was silent.

“Oh God,” she moaned again, an orgasm washing over her as they pulled in to the parking lot.

Derrek pulled his finger out and pushed it into her mouth again, where she hungrily sucked at it. In the front seat, Molly and Drake were watching closely.

Kelly came down off of her small orgasm and sighed happily into the phone. “That was wonderful baby,” she said, squeezing close to Derrek. “I hope Kara sucks your cock until you cum in her mouth, my love.”

Duncan groaned, but managed to start talking again. “You be a good wife for me, and make sure to repay his generosity.”

She smiled in post-orgasmic bliss, drawing Derrek’s face down for another kiss.

“How do you want me to replay his generous fingering of your wife, baby?” she asked.

Duncan moaned again, but regained his composure. “I want you to suck his cock baby, and let him fuck you if he wants, too.”

She smiled. “Baby, I’m your wife though, and you’re away on business,” she said, playfully. “Are you ordering me to be unfaithful?”

“Kelly Thomas, you will take that other man’s cock in your mouth and in your pussy. You will satisfy him sexually and you will send me pictures,” he said, grinning into the phone.

Kelly giggled then, unable to maintain the banter. Both erupted into laughter then.

“I love you so much, goofball,” she said.

“I love you, baby,” he answered. “Have a good night and I’ll talk to you in the morning.”

“You as well,” she said.

“Bye,” he whispered.

She hung up the phone, whispering “Bye…” as she did so. Smoothing herself out, she hopped out along with the other three.

“Thanks for waiting,” she said, smiling.

“Shit. We were enjoying the show,” Drake replied.

They drank lightly during dinner, and kept conversation normal, though Kelly did notice others in the restaurant taking notice of how she and Molly were provocatively dressed. Molly had on a stunning white dress that had a strangely alluring top. It was clearly made for a woman with large breasts, which her friend definitely had. The material was thin cotton, and you could clearly see the swell of each of her nipples. It was backless, so she wasn’t wearing a bra. The top of the dress had a single gold chain in it that looped around her neck and drew to a deep “U” shape at the top of her cleavage, accentuating her breasts and even serving to keep Kelly looking back at them.

Kelly sat next to Drake during dinner, and though there was a definite air of sex hanging over them, they kept conversation light throughout dinner.

“So I hear we’re going dancing now?” Kelly asked, sliding in next to Derrek.

“That okay?” Drake asked. Smiling, she nodded. “We might not be there long, though,” he said. “I don’t know how long I’m going to be able to stand just looking at you two.”

Kelly and Molly rolled their eyes and they made their way to the nightclub.

Paying their way, Drake led the group in and up to the bar.

“Four RedHeaded Sluts!” he called to the bartender as she came over.

Kelly slapped him on the arm and shook her head at the obvious joke. They downed their shots and Kelly immediately led Molly out on the dance floor with the two men following them. The music seemed to sense the four of them on the floor and turned to something with a slow beat that oozed sensuality. It was relatively crowded and Kelly slid up next to Molly and drew her in as close as she could.

“Your husband is right,” she said. “You look incredible.”

Molly smiled and leaned in to kiss her. Kelly felt a surge of warm energy surge through her as Drake came close up behind her. She could feel his warmth seep into her as she leaned in to the kiss. She felt Molly slide a hand up to her breast as her tongue pushed softly into her mouth. Her fingers slid Kelly’s dress aside and took her nipple in between her fingers and pinched, pulling at it and sliding until she was pulling on her ring.

Kelly opened her eyes and moaned as her nipple was pulled. Molly was giving no quarter and leaned in, pulling the nipple, ring and all, into her mouth and sucking.

Derrek, behind Molly, reached over and slid his hand in Molly’s dress, pulling it down and exposing her breast. Seeing her chance, Kelly leaned over and sucked Molly’s nipple in, biting it as roughly as she’d been with hers. Molly moaned and brought her lips back up to Kelly’s. There was a flash, and both turned to look. Drake had Kelly’s phone and was taking a picture.

“Just doing what Duncan asked,” he said with a grin. Kelly returned his smile as Molly leaned back down to take her nipple in her mouth again, and then looked up with a sultry look on her face at Drake. Kelly sighed and closed her eyes, feeling a hand on her other nipple. Drake took a few more pictures but then slid back in behind Kelly.

The music was seeping into them, driving them to its beat. After a few hours of sweaty groping and dancing with each other, the four decided to retreat back to the Taylor’s house.

“We need to get a few more pictures for Duncan,” Molly reminded her as they reached the truck.

Kelly smiled and handed her phone to Molly and wiggled a finger at both of the men as she slid down to her knees.

“Do one with them on either side of me, cocks near my face.

“I’m not quite hard yet,” Derrek warned.

“Me either,” Drake said.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“I’m sure we can rectify that,” Molly snickered.