Under My Enemy's Roof - Under Him

He pulled out and staggered back. I rolled over and flopped down onto the couch. I feel his hot cum dripping out of my hole, but I didn’t care. He sat down next to me on the couch, panting. His rock hard cock was glistening with my juice and started to go down.

We couldn’t have that now, could we?

Dropping to my knees, I started licking the tip of his penis. He started moaning, helpless, unable to relist the allure of my sweet, soft tongue. I danced it around the head and went up and down his shaft. I could taste my own juices mixed with his load, which still dripped out in little driblets from the tip.

Then I deep throated his whole meat rod. This was something I was never experienced with or wont to do but--- I had to have him inside me more and more. My head bobbled up and down on his manhammer and I gagged a bit, but relaxed my gag reflex and continued.

“Oh, Christ, I’m gonna cum,” he gasped. “Oh, God, I’m gonna cum again!”

He did. He blasted a huge, hot, white load of semen into my mouth. Slurping it up, I let it fill my mouth, then opened it to show him. I eagerly swallowed the delicious gooey mess, licking my lips afterwards, as some of the spunk dribbled down my face and breast.

Who was I now? Who had I become? My sexual awakening had unleashed some kind of beast. I couldn’t get enough.

For the next three hours, we continued our sexual escapades. Again, he would plunge his cock inside me and I would spread my legs for him as far as I could. The feeling of his hot meat missile stretching my walls was too amazing not to experience. Everything I had tried up until this point didn’t compare. I wanted it again and again.

We both kept cumming and we were both amazed at how often we could do it. I suppose it was because we were young, but it felt like we both had a lot of pent up sexual frustration. We both just needed to explode and our bodies must’ve been storing up this orgasms just waiting for the right moment to release them all.

On the fourth time, we took it to the next level. He had started to push in from behind on my ass, then realized what he was doing and backed off.

“No,” I said. “Fuck me there too.”

I had never even thought about anal, but I wanted Phil to do it. He pushed in and I heard him strain from the effort. I put my face down in the couch and screamed in utter joy. This new sensation was amazing.

At some point, he pulled me up and on top of him, so he could stimulate my clit with his fingers. Another gusher in me erupted and soaked the couch cushions. I didn’t know how we were going to clean this up and at that moment, I didn’t care. He eventually shot a blast of his man seed up my ass and that too, was incredible.

After a brief respite, we topped things off giving each other oral sex simultaneously. By this time, we were both so covered in each other’s bodily fluids, it didn’t matter. I just wanted to cum and make him cum again and vice versa. We did so and I let his warm, sticky spray cover my face. Then I used my fingers to push it into my mouth and licked his cock and balls clean.

Phil rolled off of me, utterly spent. Neither one of us could move for several minutes. We just laid there, wondering what we had done.

“Okay,” I finally said, after a long, long pause. “This has to be a one off thing right. I mean, we needed this. To release the tension.”

“Yeah,” he agreed. “Tension released. We don’t talk about this.”

“Agreed.”

We grabbed our robes and headed back to our rooms. At someone point, I would have to come back into the basement and clean up or Phil would. Fortunately, our parents rarely went down there.

I have to admit, the set was amazing. Despite the fact it was with my stepbrother, I didn’t feel any guilt and I didn’t feel strange about it all. It felt right.Chapter Thirteen - PhilWhen I got back to my room, I closed and locked the door. It was amazing we weren’t caught. I really had lost it down there. We had had no sense of the noise we were making.

I looked down at my cock and thought of how it had felt as she was riding on it. Our juices still smelled so good mixed together on it. But then I realized that, God, the basement must reek of musk right now. I would have to get down there with some Febreeze or something and clean up.