In the kingdom of the blind
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Riding to the party in my stepsons lap…
The car ride was tense from the start as John carefully navigated the winding country roads towards their destination for the evening – a surprise birthday party for his best friend’s wife. He kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead, occasionally glancing over at the large cake securely nestled in the front passenger seat. It was a delicate balance to keep it steady and unharmed during the bumpy journey.
In the backseat, Leslie shifted uncomfortably as she settled herself on her stepson Jared’s lap. The presents had taken up most of the available space, leaving no other option but for mother and son to share this intimate position. She could feel his hardening bulge pressing against her ass through their clothes, but she pretended not to notice.
“Sorry about this,” Leslie whispered, her voice strained as she tried to maintain a professional tone despite the awkward situation. “I know it’s not ideal, having to sit like this for hours.”
Jared grunted noncommittally in response, his face flushing with embarrassment and arousal. He kept his hands clasped tightly together in his lap, trying desperately to keep them from wandering where they shouldn’t.
As the miles ticked by, the tension between stepmother and stepson grew palpable. Leslie’s perfume wafted over Jared’s sensitive nose, making him dizzy with desire. She could feel his heartbeat quicken against her back, a steady drumming that seemed to echo in her own chest.
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” she murmured after a long stretch of silence, her voice tinged with both shame and excitement. “It’s so wrong… but I can’t help wondering what it would be like if…”
Jared swallowed hard, his cock throbbing against Leslie’s ass as he imagined the forbidden scenarios playing out in his mind. He knew he should push her off him, insist on finding another way to make this work. But a part of him – a dark, hungry part – wanted nothing more than to give in to the taboo temptation.
Leslie sensed his inner struggle and leaned back against him slightly, pressing her rear more firmly into his lap. “I know you’re feeling it too,” she purred, her voice low and seductive. “The way my body molds perfectly around yours… how good it would feel if we just let go…”
Jared bit his lip hard enough to draw blood as a moan threatened to escape him. He could feel Leslie’s heat radiating through the thin fabric of her dress, her scent driving him wild with lust. His hands twitched with barely restrained desire, itching to slide up under her skirt and explore the smooth skin beneath.
“Please,” he whispered brokenly, his voice strained with need. “Don’t… don’t do this. I can’t…”
Leslie chuckled softly, a sound filled with wicked promise. “Oh but you want to so badly, don’t you?” she purred, grinding her hips back against him in slow, sensual circles. “You’re practically shaking with the effort of resisting me.”
Jared’s breath hitched as his cock swelled even larger in his pants, throbbing with need. He could feel the heat of Leslie’s core through their clothes, the slickness that betrayed her own growing arousal.
“I’m going to make you cum,” she breathed against his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. “Right here, right now… while your father drives us to this stupid party.”
Jared whimpered pathetically as Leslie’s hand slid down between them, cupping the rigid length of his cock through his pants. She rubbed slow, firm circles over the cloth, coaxing out a low moan from her stepson.
“Leslie, please…” he gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily into her touch. “If Dad catches us…”
She silenced him with a finger pressed to his lips, her eyes glinting with naughtiness and desire. “Shh… he won’t know the difference,” she purred, tugging at the waistband of his pants.
Jared’s mind screamed at him to stop this madness before it went any further. But his body betrayed him, craving the forbidden pleasure only Leslie could give him in this moment. With a shaky breath, he nodded for her to continue.
Leslie wasted no time, yanking down his zipper and freeing his thick, hard cock from its confines. It sprang up immediately, slapping against her hand as she wrapped her fingers around it. Jared cried out sharply at the contact, his hips bucking into her grip.
“Fuck… Leslie…” he panted, his eyes rolling back in blissful agony. “Don’t stop…”
She chuckled darkly and began stroking him slowly, firmly, her thumb rubbing teasing circles over the sensitive underside of his shaft. Jared’s head lolled back against the seat as she worked him, each drag of her hand sending sparks of pleasure shooting up his spine.
“Leslie… please…” he begged shamelessly, his voice ragged with need. “I’m so close…”
She smiled wickedly and leaned in to whisper hotly into his ear. “Then cum for me, baby. Cum right here on my stepson’s cock while we drive to this party.”
Jared cried out sharply as the first wave of pleasure crashed over him, his hips jerking wildly against Leslie’s hand. She stroked him through it, milking every last drop from his aching balls until he collapsed back against the seat with a shuddering sigh.
Leslie leaned back against him, her body still trembling with aftershocks of their forbidden tryst. “Mmm… that was delicious,” she purred, nuzzling into his neck. “But I’m not done with you yet…”
Jared whimpered weakly as Leslie’s hand slid up under his shirt, teasing at the waistband of her own skirt. He knew he should stop this madness before it went any further. But in that moment, all rational thought fled him, consumed by the dark hunger burning within.
As they drove on towards their destination, stepmother and stepson gave themselves over to the taboo desires simmering between them. Their hands roamed freely over each other’s bodies, exploring every inch of smooth skin with hungry fingers. Leslie ground herself back against Jared’s rapidly hardening cock, her own arousal dampening the seat beneath them.
“Oh God… I need you,” she gasped, her voice hitched with desperation. “I need to feel your cock inside me…”
Jared groaned at the filthy words spilling from his stepmom’s lips, his hips bucking up to grind against her ass. He could feel how wet she was, how ready and willing for him in this moment.
Leslie reached back to tug down her panties, exposing her slick folds to Jared’s hungry gaze. “Fuck me,” she demanded breathlessly, grinding herself back against the thick length of his cock. “Ruin me with your big stepson dick…”
Jared wasted no time, freeing himself from his pants once more and lining up at Leslie’s entrance. With one hard thrust of his hips, he buried himself inside her to the hilt, groaning at the exquisite sensation of her tight heat engulfing him.
“Oh fuck… yes!” Leslie cried out sharply as Jared filled her in one smooth stroke. “Harder! Fuck me harder!”
Jared obeyed eagerly, setting a brutal pace as he pounded into his stepmom’s willing body. The wet slap of skin against skin echoed through the car interior, drowned out only by their cries of pleasure.
Leslie threw her head back with a sharp moan as Jared hit that perfect spot deep inside her, her walls clenching tight around him. “Yes! Right there… don’t stop!”
Jared grunted in response, his hips snapping forward to drive himself deeper into Leslie’s spasming cunt. He could feel his own climax building rapidly, his balls drawing up tight against his body.
“Leslie… I’m gonna cum,” he gasped out between ragged breaths. “I’m gonna fill this slutty stepmom pussy up with my seed…”
She cried out sharply in response, her body convulsing around him as she came undone beneath his relentless thrusts. Jared followed her over the edge moments later, flooding Leslie’s womb with thick ropes of his hot cum.
They collapsed against each other afterwards, panting heavily and trying to catch their breath amidst the aftermath of their forbidden tryst. The car ride continued on towards its destination, but neither stepmother nor stepson paid it any mind. All that mattered was the illicit pleasure they had just shared – a secret they would have to keep hidden from everyone else for the sake of propriety.
As they finally arrived at the party and stepped out of the car, Leslie couldn’t help but press back against Jared’s chest one last time before parting ways with him. She smiled up at her son’s father knowingly as she smoothed down her skirt, a secret understanding passing between them over their shared transgression.
Jared swallowed hard, his face flushed and his clothes rumpled from their passionate encounter. He knew he should feel ashamed of what they had just done – how wrong it was on so many levels. But in that moment, all he could think about was the next time he would have Leslie bent over and take her from behind while she moaned like a shameless whore.
As father and son carried the cake inside to set up for the surprise party, Jared couldn’t help but glance back at his stepmom with hungry eyes. He knew this was only the beginning of their forbidden affair – a taste of the dark pleasures they would continue to indulge in whenever opportunity presented itself.
And as much as he tried to resist it, part of him craved nothing more than to give in completely to Leslie’s seductive charms and let her corrupt him utterly with her sinful touch.
Broken Down
The sun beat down mercilessly from an unrelenting blue sky as Harold pulled his old pickup truck onto the dirt road. The tires crunched over loose gravel as he cruised along at a leisurely pace, enjoying the solitude of this remote backcountry trail. It had been years since he’d taken this particular route home after work, but something about it called to him today.
Harold was 60 years old now, his hair mostly gray and thinning on top. Wrinkles etched deep lines around his eyes and mouth from a lifetime of squinting at computer screens and smiling through the pain of arthritis. He’d been divorced for nearly two decades, his ex-wife having left him for a younger man with more money and energy. Since then, Harold had settled into a quiet life alone in their modest ranch house on the outskirts of town.
As he rounded a bend in the road, Harold spotted something unusual up ahead – a small black car pulled over to the side of the dirt track, its rear tire lying flat on the ground. Curiosity piqued, he slowed to a stop behind the stranded vehicle and climbed out of his truck, shielding his eyes from the glare.
Approaching the car, Harold saw that it was occupied by a young woman in her mid-20s. She sat hunched over in the driver’s seat, one hand pressed against her forehead as if she were overheated or ill. Her skin glistened with sweat beneath a thin white tank top that clung to her curves. Light tan shorts hugged her toned legs and round rear end.
“Ma’am? Are you okay?” Harold called out, his voice cracking slightly from disuse. The woman looked up at him, her green eyes wide and startled behind dark sunglasses. She took in his weathered face and rumpled work clothes with a mixture of surprise and relief.
“Oh my god, thank goodness!” she exclaimed, pushing open the car door and stumbling out onto wobbly legs. “I’ve been stuck here for hours! I tried changing the tire but it just wouldn’t stay on.” She fanned herself with one hand, beads of sweat dripping down her flushed cheeks.
Harold nodded sympathetically as he took in the scene before him. The spare tire lay flat beside the car, its bolts scattered nearby. “It looks like you got a little overzealous tightening those lug nuts,” he observed, eyeing the small cut on the woman’s palm where she’d clearly nicked herself with a wrench.
“Ow!” She winced and held up her hand to examine it more closely. “I guess I was just getting frustrated is all. This heat is killing me.” Her tank top rode up slightly as she bent over, revealing a tantalizing strip of smooth skin above the waistband of her shorts.
Harold swallowed hard at the sight, his body responding instinctively despite its age and disuse. He cleared his throat and focused on the task at hand. “Well, I can’t promise to fix it right away, but I do have some water in my truck if you’re thirsty.” He pointed back over his shoulder.
The woman’s eyes lit up with gratitude. “Oh thank god, yes please! My mouth feels like sandpaper.” She stumbled towards Harold as he walked back to retrieve the bottle of water from his pickup bed. As she passed him, the scent of her perfume and fresh sweat wafted through the air, making his head spin.
Harold handed her the water with a shaky hand, their fingers brushing together for just a moment before she snatched it away. She twisted off the cap and gulped greedily, spilling droplets down her chest as she drank. “Mmm, that’s so much better,” she sighed after finishing the bottle.
Harold watched hungrily as she licked her lips clean, his mouth suddenly dry despite having just quenched his own thirst. He cleared his throat again and focused on the tire issue at hand. “So, do you mind if I take a look? I might be able to get this thing back on for you.”
The woman shook her head, still catching her breath from the exertion of walking in the heat. “Please, anything would help! My name’s Lily by the way.” She held out her hand for him to shake.
Harold took it gingerly, his calloused palm engulfing hers as he gave a firm pump. “Nice to meet you Lily. I’m Harold.” He released her hand and crouched down beside the tire, examining the bolts more closely. “Hmm…it looks like these were stripped when you tried tightening them too much.”
Lily bit her lip anxiously. “Oh no! What does that mean? Can it still be fixed?”
Harold nodded reassuringly as he stood back up. “Don’t worry, I think I can get this sorted out for you. But it might take a little while.” He glanced around at the barren landscape. “And we should probably find some shade before either of us pass out from heat exhaustion.”
Lily’s eyes widened in alarm. “Oh my god, you’re right! I feel like I’m going to melt out here!” She fanned herself frantically as Harold led her over to a small clump of trees nearby.
They settled beneath the dappled shade, Lily leaning heavily against the rough bark of an oak tree for support. Her tank top had ridden up again in her exertion, revealing more of her toned midriff and the lacy edge of her bra. Harold swallowed hard as he took in the sight, his pants suddenly feeling too tight.
“Here,” he said gruffly, handing Lily a small first aid kit from his truck bed. “Let me take a look at that cut on your hand before it gets infected out here.”
Lily held out her injured palm obediently, wincing as Harold dabbed at the shallow gash with an alcohol swab. The sting made her gasp and involuntarily arch into him, their bodies pressing together briefly before she pulled back.
“Sorry about that,” she mumbled, cheeks flushing pink beneath the heat rash on her skin. “I’m just so hot and uncomfortable…”
Harold nodded understandingly as he wrapped a bandage around her hand. “Don’t worry about it. I know how miserable this weather can be.” He glanced up at her from under his brows, taking in the way her tank top clung to her breasts with sweat.
Lily followed his gaze self-consciously and tugged the fabric down further over her chest. “Sorry,” she mumbled again, clearly embarrassed by her state of undress in front of this strange older man. “I didn’t pack any extra clothes for this trip.”
Harold shook his head, trying to focus on the task at hand rather than the tantalizing sight before him. “No need to apologize. We’ve all been there when caught out unprepared.” He finished securing the bandage and stepped back, hands clasped behind his back.
“So…what brings you way out here anyway?” he asked conversationally as he surveyed the landscape. “It’s not exactly a popular tourist spot.”
Lily shrugged, smoothing her shorts over her thighs. “I’m just passing through on my way to visit some family up north. Got lost trying to take a shortcut and ended up stuck in this godforsaken place.” She sighed dramatically.
Harold chuckled at her dramatics. “Well I hope you find your way eventually once we get that tire fixed up for you.” He glanced down at his watch. “Speaking of which, I should probably get started before the sun sets.”
Lily nodded, pushing herself off the tree trunk with a wince. “Thanks again Harold. You’ve been so helpful!” She moved to follow him back towards her car but stumbled suddenly on unsteady legs.
Harold reached out instinctively to steady her, his hands landing low on her hips as she leaned into him for balance. “Whoa there! Easy does it,” he murmured, holding her close against the length of his body.
Lily’s breath hitched at their intimate contact, her nipples visibly hardening beneath the thin fabric of her tank top. She gazed up at Harold through thick lashes, green eyes dark with hunger and desperation.
“Thank you,” she breathed, voice hoarse with need. “For everything.”
Harold swallowed hard as he took in her disheveled state – sweat-slicked skin, tousled hair, swollen lips parted invitingly. His body responded instinctively to the erotic sight before him, his cock beginning to swell and strain against the confines of his pants.
“Anytime,” he rasped, leaning down to brush his lips over hers in a chaste but lingering kiss. Lily whimpered into it, pressing herself closer until there was no space left between them.
Harold groaned lowly at their contact, one hand sliding up to cup her breast through the damp fabric of her top. He rolled the pebbled nipple between his fingers as he plundered her mouth with his tongue, tasting the salt of her skin and the sweetness of her lips.
Lily moaned wantonly into the kiss, grinding her hips against the prominent bulge in Harold’s pants. She needed him so badly, this strong older man who had rescued her from the brink of heatstroke and despair.
Breaking the kiss with a gasp, Lily tugged at the buttons of Harold’s shirt impatiently. “Please,” she panted, “I need you. I’ve been so hot and bothered all day…”
Harold nodded wordlessly, helping her strip off his shirt before making quick work of hers as well. The thin cotton fell away to reveal a lacy white bra that did little to conceal the fullness of Lily’s breasts or the dark peaks of her nipples.
“Fuck,” Harold groaned, cupping them reverently in his large hands. He leaned down to take one pert bud into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive flesh as he kneaded its twin between his fingers.
Lily cried out sharply at the dual sensations, back arching off the ground as she pressed herself fully against Harold’s body. “Yes, just like that,” she panted breathlessly, head thrown back in ecstasy.
Harold laved her breasts with open-mouthed kisses and sucking nips until they were flushed and glistening with his saliva. Then he trailed his lips down the valley of her cleavage to the waistband of her shorts, hooking his fingers beneath them to drag them slowly down her thighs.
Lily lifted her hips obediently, allowing Harold to strip off her damp shorts and panties in one fell swoop. She stood before him completely naked, chest heaving with exertion as she gazed up at him through heavy-lidded eyes.
Harold drank in the sight of her – smooth caramel skin bronzed by the relentless sun, toned thighs spread invitingly wide, and a slick pink pussy glistening with arousal between them. His cock throbbed almost painfully against his fly, desperate for release.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he rasped, voice rough with desire as he reached down to stroke her folds with calloused fingers. “I need to be inside you, Lily. Need to feel your hot little cunt wrapped around my cock…”
Lily whimpered at the filthy words spilling from Harold’s lips, grinding herself against his hand shamelessly. “Please,” she begged, “please fuck me Harold! I’m so empty and aching for it!”
With a low growl, Harold ripped open his fly and freed his thick, veiny erection. It stood proud and hard before him, the tip already leaking with copious pre-cum.
Lily reached out to wrap her small hand around his girth, stroking him slowly as she gazed up at him in awe. “You’re so big,” she breathed reverently, thumbing the swollen head. “I can’t wait to feel you stretching me open…”
Harold groaned at the wet heat of Lily’s touch, hips bucking instinctively into her grasp. “Fuck, your mouth feels amazing on my cock,” he panted, tangling his fingers in her hair and guiding her closer.
Lily took him into her mouth eagerly, swirling her tongue around the flared head as she bobbed her head up and down his length. She moaned wantonly around his girth, the vibrations making Harold shudder with pleasure.
“Fuck yes, just like that,” he groaned, thrusting shallowly into her hot little mouth. “Suck my cock you naughty girl!”
Lily obeyed eagerly, taking him deeper until she could feel the thick head of his cock pressing against the back of her throat. She gagged slightly but didn’t pull off, determined to pleasure this virile older man with every inch of her body.
Harold’s hand tightened in Lily’s hair as he fucked into her mouth harder and faster, grunting with each deep thrust. “That’s it, take my cock like a good little slut,” he panted filthily, angling his hips to hit that sensitive spot on the roof of her mouth.
Lily whimpered around his girth at the filthy words, tears springing to her eyes from the force of his thrusts and the intensity of her own arousal. She could feel herself growing wetter by the second, her neglected clit throbbing with need as Harold used her face like a cheap whore.
“Please,” she gasped when he finally pulled out, voice hoarse and needy, “I need your cock inside me! I’m so empty and aching…”
Harold nodded wordlessly, positioning himself at Lily’s entrance. With one hard thrust of his hips, he buried himself to the hilt in her tight little cunt, groaning at the exquisite sensation of her velvety walls clenching around him.
“Oh fuck yes,” Lily cried out in ecstasy as Harold filled her so completely, back arching off the ground to take him even deeper. “So big and thick! You’re stretching me open so good!”
Harold set a relentless pace, pounding into Lily’s willing body with deep, powerful thrusts that made the earth tremble beneath them. He reached down to wrap his large hand around her throat, squeezing gently as he fucked into her.
“Is this what you wanted, little slut?” he growled filthily, voice rough with lust and exertion. “Did you want me to use your tight little cunt like a cheap whore?”
“Yes!” Lily gasped out between ragged breaths, eyes rolling back in bliss as Harold’s thick cock plundered her depths. “I’m your perfect fucktoy! Use me up, wreck my hungry holes!”
Harold snarled at the filthy words spilling from Lily’s lips, fucking into her harder and faster until he could feel his balls drawing up tight against his body. He reached down to rub tight circles over her clit with a calloused thumb as he hilted inside her one last time.
“Come on my cock you needy little bitch,” he commanded gruffly, voice strained with the effort of holding himself back. “Let me feel this cunt spasm around me as I fill it up!”
Lily screamed in ecstasy at Harold’s filthy words and touch, her pussy clenching down rhythmically around his pistoning length as she came undone. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her as he continued to pound into her through the aftershocks.
Harold followed her over the edge moments later with a guttural groan, burying himself deep inside Lily’s spasming cunt and flooding her with thick ropes of seed. He collapsed against her back, both of them panting harshly in the aftermath.
After several long minutes, Harold carefully extracted himself from Lily’s spent body and rolled onto his back beside her. They lay there catching their breath as the last rays of sunlight painted the sky in shades of orange and pink.
“That was…” Lily panted, voice hoarse with exertion, “incredible.”
Harold chuckled lowly, reaching over to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’m glad you enjoyed it sweetheart,” he murmured, his fingers lingering on her skin. “But we should probably get that tire fixed before nightfall.”
Lily nodded reluctantly, sitting up and gathering her scattered clothes around her naked body. She glanced back at Harold as she pulled on her shorts, a coy smile playing about her lips.
“Maybe I can repay you for your help later,” she purred, giving him a saucy wink over her shoulder before turning to walk towards her car. “If you’re interested of course.”
Harold grinned wolfishly after her retreating form, already hardening again at the thought of more of Lily’s sweet body. He knew he should probably get back on the road and leave this sexy young thing to her own devices…
But fuck it – life was too short not to indulge in a little pleasure when it presented itself so temptingly.
And Harold had every intention of taking full advantage of whatever else this naughty vixen had to offer.
Stepsis
It was a cold Friday night in January when Jack stepped out of the elevator on the 10th floor of the Ritz-Carlton, keys jingling in hand. He had just finished up his freshman year at State U and was heading to Miami for the weekend with his fraternity brothers as a reward. However, there was one hitch – his parents’ divorce had left him with an unexpected roommate.
“Hey bro, this is your sister Abby,” his best friend Ryan said, giving Jack a playful shove toward the petite redhead standing by the door. “She’ll be sharing our suite since she’s visiting Dad for break.”
Jack swallowed hard as he took in Abby’s sexy summer dress and toned legs encased in strappy heels. He hadn’t seen her in nearly two years – back when they were both still kids living under one roof with their newly married parents. Now she looked like the hottest sorority girl on campus.
“Hey Abs,” Jack said, his voice cracking slightly as he extended a hand for her to shake. “Long time no see.”
Abby smiled brightly and squeezed his fingers, her manicured nails digging into his palm. “Yeah, I’m sure it will be fun catching up! Hey Ryan, what’s the room number again?”
Ryan chuckled and tossed Jack the keys. “Room 1046 – that’s us! And remember bro, you get to bunk with Abs since she needs a bed too.”
Jack groaned internally but plastered on a grin as he led Abby down the hall. He couldn’t believe his luck – stuck sharing a hotel room with his hot step-sister while everyone else got their own space.
When they reached the door, Jack fumbled with the keycard before finally getting it to scan and let them in. As soon as the door opened, an enticing floral scent wafted out along with muffled music from somewhere inside.
“Oh my gosh!” Abby squealed, rushing past him into the room like a kid on Christmas morning. “This place is so fancy!”
Jack followed her in slowly, taking in the luxurious interior – plush king-sized beds, thick curtains, and an oversized bathroom complete with a sunken tub. He hoped his fraternity brothers hadn’t already started partying too hard or there would be no peace for him to get some sleep tonight.
But as he looked around, it wasn’t just the hotel suite that caught his eye – it was Abby herself. Her dress clung to every curve of her athletic physique and hugged the swell of her breasts. He swallowed thickly at the sight before quickly averting his gaze.
“Sorry about this,” Jack mumbled as they made their way toward one of the two beds in the room. “I didn’t expect you’d be here too.”
Abby plopped down on the mattress and kicked off her heels, sending them clattering to the hardwood floor. “No worries! I love surprises.” She leaned back against the headboard and uncrossed her long legs, revealing a tantalizing flash of thigh before she adjusted herself modestly.
Jack cleared his throat awkwardly as he sat down on the other bed across from hers. “So…what’s new with you?” He knew it was an incredibly stupid question but at this point he’d ask anything to fill the silence.
Abby grinned, her blue eyes twinkling mischievously in the dim light filtering through the curtains. “Oh you know, just having fun and being sexy.” She spun around slowly on the bed, the fabric of her dress riding up to reveal a tantalizing strip of bare skin above her thighs. “How about you? I heard your freshman year was legendary.”
Jack blushed at the memory of his wild partying that semester but tried to play it cool. “It wasn’t too shabby,” he said with a shrug, looking down at his hands fidgeting in his lap.
Abby slid off the bed and walked toward him, her heels clicking loudly on the wood floor. She knelt down beside his legs and reached out tentatively to touch his knee through his jeans. “I bet you’re even more fun now that you’ve had some time to practice your skills.”
Jack sucked in a shaky breath as Abby’s fingers trailed up his thigh slowly, stopping just shy of his crotch. He knew he should pull away, tell her this was inappropriate given their sibling relationship and the fact they were barely clothed strangers sharing a room at a hotel.
But something primal stirred deep inside him as she looked up at him with those gorgeous eyes smoldering behind thick lashes. His cock twitched to life against his zipper even though he knew it would be wrong if they took things further. Still, he couldn’t make himself stop her from touching him and making him feel so damn good.
“Abby…” Jack groaned hoarsely, unable to form any real protest as she leaned in closer until her soft breasts were pressed flush against his thigh. The scent of her perfume made his head swim and the heat radiating off her body was intoxicating.
“I’ve dreamed about this for years,” Abby whispered, her lips grazing his jawline. “About having you all to myself, with no one else around to judge or interrupt us.” Her hand slid higher up his leg as she ground herself against him needily. “I want you so badly brother…I’m going to make you feel things you never imagined.”
Jack couldn’t stop himself as he leaned forward and captured her lips in a searing kiss, all reason fleeing his mind at the taste of her on his tongue. His hands roamed freely over her soft skin, sliding up under her dress to palm her heavy tits through her bra.
Abby moaned wantonly into his mouth, pressing herself more fully against him as she ground her cloth-covered pussy against his hard-on straining painfully in his jeans. She broke the kiss abruptly and looked up at him with hooded eyes, her chest heaving from exertion.
“Take me to bed big brother,” Abby breathed urgently, licking her glossy lips. “I need you inside me…now.”
Jack growled lowly in response and scooped her easily into his arms as she wrapped her lithe legs around his waist. He carried them across the room to his bed, kicking off his shoes along the way.
He laid her down gently on the plush mattress and made quick work of removing her dress, baring her to him completely for the first time since they were children. Her pert breasts rose and fell with each labored breath she took at the sight of his hungry gaze roaming over her naked form.
“Fuck I’ve missed looking at these,” Jack groaned as he sank down beside her and captured one hardened nipple between his lips, laving it with his tongue before swirling around the sensitive bud. “Always knew you’d fill out nicely.”
Abby cried out and arched into his touch, tangling a hand in his hair to hold him in place. Her other hand slid down his chest and fumbled with his belt buckle, desperate to feel his hard cock pulsing against her palm.
Jack sat up and shucked off his jeans hastily, kicking them aside as he settled between Abby’s thighs. He groaned at the sight of her slick folds glistening in the low light, wet and ready for him.
He leaned down and teased a long lick through her slit, savoring her sweet taste on his tongue. “Mmmm you’re so fucking sexy,” Jack praised as he circled her clit with the flat of his tongue before plunging inside to lap at her sensitive walls.
Abby’s thighs quivered violently around his head as she gripped the sheets tightly beneath her fingers, lost in bliss. “Oh fuck brother! I can’t…I’m going to come!”
But just like that he pulled away and yanked a condom from his wallet, tearing it open with his teeth before rolling it over his throbbing erection.
He sank between Abby’s legs and lined himself up at her entrance, their bodies flush against each other save for the thin latex barrier. “I’ve waited so long to be inside you,” Jack growled lowly as he thrust forward hard, burying himself deep within her welcoming heat in one smooth stroke.
They both cried out in unison, lost in the overwhelming sensations of finally being connected after years of pent up lust and forbidden desire. Jack began moving slowly at first, savoring every inch of Abby’s tightness engulfing his aching cock as he worked them both toward climax.
But soon it became too much for either of them to handle – they were both too far gone in the throes of passion and need. So he gripped her hips firmly and pistoned into her harder, faster, their moans and grunts echoing off the walls as they fucked like two wild animals.
Abby clawed at his back desperately as she chased her peak, digging her nails in hard enough to leave red marks. “Yes brother! Harder…make me cum for you!”
Jack snarled ferally at her words and drove into her even deeper, angling his hips to hit that sweet spot inside her with every thrust. He could feel the coil tightening low in his belly as he pounded her relentlessly, chasing their shared pleasure.
Abby’s inner walls clenched down on him like a vice and she threw her head back with an ear-splitting scream of his name as her orgasm crashed over her. Jack followed close behind, hilted deep inside her as he came hard, painting her insides white.
They collapsed together in a sweaty tangle of limbs, panting harshly against each other’s skin as aftershocks wracked their bodies. Jack rolled them onto their sides so they could lie flush without putting all his weight on her, trailing tender kisses along the shell of her ear.
“I’ve missed you,” Abby murmured softly after several minutes of silence had passed between them. “Being close like this.”
Jack sighed and nuzzled into the crook of her neck with a grin. “I know what you mean sis…but we should probably get some rest before the others start partying too hard later.” He gave her ass a playful smack before extracting himself from her arms reluctantly.
Abby giggled at his words but let him go, rolling onto her back to watch him pad across the room naked. Jack grabbed the boxers he’d tossed off earlier and slipped them on quickly as she admired his muscular frame in all its glory.
He crawled back into bed beside her a few moments later and reached for her hand, lacing their fingers together atop the covers. “Sweet dreams Abs…and thanks for sharing your fun with me tonight.”
“Anytime brother,” Abby smiled warmly before snuggling closer under the sheets. “Now shut down so we can do it again in the morning!”
Jack chuckled and turned off the light, settling in beside her with a contented sigh. As he drifted off to sleep, his last thought was that maybe getting stuck sharing a hotel room with his sexy step-sister wouldn’t be such a bad thing after all…