
Introduction
Chapter 1
Note: Please be advised that this story contains mature content and is intended for adult audiences only.
I'm sitting here wondering how I, Aria, got here. On top of a kitchen counter being fucked senseless by my step-brother. As soon as my two stepbrothers fell asleep and with my mother and stepfather away on a holiday, we wasted no time having sex. Ever since my mother and I moved into their house, Nathan and I have been having sex. He fucked me in the pantry, outside on the patio, in the pool, and then we went to the kitchen.
He picked me up and put me on the kitchen counter and started ramming his thick cock inside my pussy with no messy whatsoever. As he came close to releasing, he halted briefly, lifted me off the kitchen counter, and carried me upstairs into my bedroom. Once there, we passionately lost ourselves. Although we found it exhilarating to have sex in risky places like the kitchen where Sebastian and Jason might find us, we ultimately had to retreat to his room or mine. When we entered my room, he threw me onto the bed, I was naked and eager to welcome him fully.
“I’m going to fuck you senseless today, just wait for me.” He said. I closed my eyes and heard the door shut, then softly called his name. "He said he was coming back," I thought. While waiting for him, my pussy was throbbing and dripping wet, I wanted his cock inside me. I was already biting and licking my lips; this man was driving me wild. I started touching myself, I slid two fingers in my pussy and started moving my hips, it was so hot down there, I couldn’t wait for Nathan any longer, When I was starting to get used to my fingers, he came back.
Nathan watched, aroused by the sight. I knew continuing to finger myself would delay our intimacy, so I stopped and drew him closer. He spread my legs wider and began eagerly pleasuring me with his mouth. I craved him inside me, but his tongue felt so amazing. He instinctively knew how to pleasure me with it, using his fingers to massage my clitoris while he sucked my pussy. When I see him enjoying me, nothing makes me feel as sexy. The look on his face is priceless. I nearly lost my mind from holding it in until I came, and he didn't pull away; he began licking up my cum.
When I went dizzy from orgasm, he flipped me over and started fucking me so hard from behind , he was going crazy, he kept slamming his thick cock in and out of my pussy, I was very close to having my second orgasm. He turned me around, lifted my legs onto his shoulders, and intensified his thrusts; he knew exactly how to drive me wild, and this was it.
As I neared climax, he paused and teased, 'Silly girl, you want to come when I'm not even close?' and laughed. Before I could reply, he began sucking and nibbling one of my already hard nipples while caressing the other with his finger. This man had a way of making me lose my mind over him. He skillfully alternated between my nipples with his hot mouth while I remained helpless and unable to respond. He kissed my body, then proceeded to please me again orally. Furthermore, he didn't mind that he had been inside me before; he just knew how to make me feel good. Every time he's near me, my pussy becomes soaking wet without fail.
“ Please fuck me, please, please, please” I begged him through my pants. This time i really just wanted his cock to fill the empty feeling in my pussy. 'Say it,' he demanded. “ Daddy please, I want your cock inside my pussy” I begged again but this time, how he wanted me to. He listened and came level with me. He aligned himself with my entrance and teasingly circled around before thrusting in forcefully. I couldn't hold back my scream. I tried to be quiet but failed miserably, even though I didn't want to wake the other guys. I felt like a porn star. He just knew how to mess my love hole really bad.
I could hear his breathing was becoming difficult, I knew he was coming, he started fucking me harder and faster, the pleasure was so much that my body started shaking, I opened my eyes to look at his face, I loved looking at him when he is about to come.
He didn't stop me from screaming; his own moans were loud, and he was on the brink of coming. I maintained the action to ensure we would climax simultaneously because I had no choice due to his insistence, as he liked to ensure everything stays under his control When we both came we both moaned out loud. We stopped caring at that point; those two were likely asleep since it was 4 am. I reminded Nathan that he needed to return to his room so we wouldn't be caught sleeping together the next day. He planted a kiss on my forehead, tucked me in, and then left my room. I drifted off to sleep. I felt so exhausted and fell asleep right away. I had a blissful sleep, my dreams were filled with orgasms, more sex and a sweet cock in my mouth.
The strange part was that I wasn't even dreaming about Nathan, who I had just slept with. I wish he could be here with me at this moment. “Sebastian, please fuck me, Please take me now” I begged in my dream. I felt his fingers stroking my inner thigh, wishing it was real. Why does this seem real?
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