Good Little Girl

He scowled, but shifted, looking from me to Aimee and back again. “This is fucked up. Aren’t you her dad or some shit?”

“Stepdad,” I said. “For what it counts. It works for us, it can work for you, I’m sure.”

“And you’re up for this, are you?” he asked Aimee. “Is this why you brought me here?”

She nodded, fixing him in her most alluring smile. “Come on, Mikey. It can be our secret. We’re good with secrets.”

“No shit.”

Slowly she moved, stalking like a cat until she was on him, freeing his cock from his jeans. “You’re hard,” she grinned. “I knew you would be.”

Her hand worked its magic, and his own cock betrayed him. Story of every man’s life. “Fuck,” he groaned. “What’s the deal? If I go along with this, you’ll delete those pictures?”

“Yes,” I confirmed. “That can be another little secret.”

Mike seemed to relax, slumping back against the headboard as Aimee made herself comfortable on his lap. She ground against him like a lap dancer, shooting me a pretty smile over her shoulder. “I’m not into guys,” he groaned. “I mean it.”

“Touch her,” I said. “Forget I’m even here.”

The envy in me was divine. It coursed through my spine as I watched Aimee at play with another man. She was a siren, snaring him so perfectly that he never stood a chance. Sweet Jesus. I watched her intently, savouring every gasp of pleasure, every twitch of her perfect body. When Mikey was in his stride, his face buried deep between her thighs, I made my move. He shot me a look but didn’t object as I took my place beside her. I’d done this before, more times that I cared to count, but not when it mattered.

Today it mattered.

Today it was all about Aimee.

For all the jibes I’d made at his expense, the guy did ok. He was half decent with his tongue, enthusiastic enough to bring her to her peak with a little fumbling. A firm pinch of her nipples toppled her over, and she juddered between us, a beautiful flower unfurling in her splendour.

I stroked my knuckles along her cheekbone, smiling down on the girl who’d possessed me. “You ready for this?” I whispered.

Her smile told me all I needed to know.

Mikey gawped at the pair of us, awkward and stilted. “Relax,” I said. “You’ll take her pussy, I’m sure you can manage that.”

“I dunno about this,” he muttered, but already he was leaning back into position, easing her up onto him. Aimee was on his cock in a heartbeat, finding her groove as she circled her hips in fluid motion. I watched the tension in her shoulders, the beautiful curve of her spine.

She jumped when I placed a hand on her back, guiding her forward to lay on Mikey’s chest. She shuddered as I ran a finger down the tight groove of her ass, moaning as I eased my thumb inside, working her wide.

I positioned myself, the hard slap of Mikey’s balls against mine adding to my excitement. He was too horny to notice, and far, far too horny to have cared. My mouth was at her ear, breath hot on her skin.

“Ready, baby?” I whispered.

“Fuck yes,” she groaned. “Take me.”

She was tight. Really, really fucking tight. It hurt her, I know. It always hurts first time. Her grunts were wild, shoulders hunched as I worked my way into her tight little ass. I could feel the ridge of Mikey’s cock against mine, so fucking good.

“Shit,” he groaned. “That’s fucking epic.”

“Harder,” I said. “Fuck her, Mike, show her what we’ve got.”

Mikey surprised me, more of a man than I took him for. He pulled her flat to his chest, slamming his cock deep and using her shoulders as leverage. “You like this, huh?” he barked. “Like two cocks in you?”

“Yes!” she squealed. “Fuck me, Mikey! Fucking fuck me!”

We pounded her in a harmony of sweat and grunts, giving her everything we had to give, and she took it all like a good little slut. Her ass was like a vice, milking me hard, but I kept my cool, kept ploughing her until she was a quivering wreck, jerking between us and mewling nothing but filth.

“I’m gonna fucking shoot,” Mikey wheezed. “Get off me, Aimee, I’m gonna fucking blow.”

“I’m on the pill,” she said. “Just come, Mikey, fill me up.”

White hot rage exploded behind my eyes. Envy, and ego, and dirty fucking lust erupting in a fountain of filth. I shot my load with him, filling her tight little ass with everything I had to give her. Fuck.

She twitched and collapsed, out of breath. I pulled out, dick spent, leaving her gaping raw. Beautiful.

Mikey was up in a flash, senses restored. He pulled on his clothes and grumbled incoherently. I smiled as he hovered by the door, not quite willing to go.