Kim Vs. Stepbrother

He starts kissing down my neck, his lips travelling down and over my breasts, resting for a second on each of my nipples. Then he keeps going, carefully kissing every inch of my body as he travels down my belly to the hem of my thong. He grabs at the fabric with his teeth, slowly pulling it down my legs and revealing my pussy. I press my legs together by instinct as he does it, suddenly feeling self-conscious. But I relax as he kisses his way back up my legs and thighs, all the way over to my lips.

Looking into his eyes, I let my fingers fall down his chest and I start unbuttoning his jeans. I can already feel a hard and firm shape brushing against my knuckles, and that makes me swallow hard.

It’s happening, it’s really happening, I repeat over and over again inside my mind. When the last button comes undone, his cock strains against his boxers briefs and touches my fingers. My heart starts racing so fast it might burst; he’s huge! And when I say huge… I mean frighteningly huge. He has to be at least eleven inches, perhaps more.

For a fraction of a second I think it’s going to be impossible for him to fit his monstrous cock inside my pussy… There’s just no way it can happen. But his lips are on mine, his skin’s warmness spreading through my body, and that becomes nothing more than a silly concern. It will happen, and it will be perfect.

I curl my fingers around his massive shape and start stroking it up and down. He starts kissing me in an almost savage way, and I keep doing it harder and harder as I feel his breathing grow deeper. Then, when he least expects it, I grab his boxers and pull them down, his massive cock springing free in an almost menacing way.

I dart for it with both hands, feeling it pulse against my fingers. God, I want nothing more than to feel that sweet thickness buried deep inside of me. Just holding it in my hands is almost too much…

He kisses my cheek and, looking into my eyes, he smiles once more. I smile back at him, nodding and telling him that yes, I’m ready. I don’t actually know if I’m ready or not, but I need it desperately.

Leaning into me with his whole body, I feel the tip of his cock brush against my pussy. Soft and careful, he holds his position there until I can’t take it anymore - I thrust my hips toward him, my pussy lips parting and engulfing his tip. I bite my lower lip, expecting pain at any minute, but it doesn’t come. Only when he presses his mouth against mine, thrusting his cock deep inside of me do I feel it; it’s like an electric shock that bites at my muscles, tensing them up. But in an instant it’s gone.

After that swift stab of pain, there’s nothing but ecstasy for me. As I feel him slide in and out, his thickness straining and pushing against my inner walls, I’m in a place so perfect and dream-like I’m not even sure if whatever’s happening is real. It’s too perfect to be real.

I notice him looking at me, that wild hunger in his eyes. I respond in the best way I can: with a deep moan that climbs up my throat and cascades down my lips with the ferocity of a wild animal. How could it be any other way? His cock inside of me feels like completion, and right now we’re not even family: we’re just a man and a woman.

He goes in and out softly, my legs wrapped around his back and pulling him inside me. My eyes are closed, my mind only capable of processing the gentle thrusts of his cock as if there’s nothing else in the world but it. And, as far as I’m concerned, there really isn’t.

His body rocks against mine, the most delicious ebb and flow of bodies taking over until I can’t resist it anymore. I lace my legs around his back like a vice and, with both hands grabbing at his hair, I sway my hips from side to side uncontrollably as mind-numbing electricity takes my body by assault. I shake and I moan, something primal taking control of me.

I’ve never had an orgasm like this. I never even thought a woman could feel a pleasure this intense.

I breathe out loudly, collapsing on top of the mattress as he stops moving and slides out of me carefully. Now that I’ve discovered sex can be this good, I want to do it every waking hour for the rest of my life - forget about work, all I want is to feel Cody inside of me.

“It… was perfect,” I whisper, my eyes still closed. I feel him by my side, his mouth against my ear.

“That…” he whispers, “was just an appetizer.”

I shudder, swallowing down the avalanche of rambling thoughts that fill my mind. An appetizer? How could that only be an appetizer? He responds by laying his open hand over my pussy, parting its lips with two fingers and caressing my clit with his thumb. My body trembles as if it has been electrified, the slow and precise movement of his fingers making my muscles buzz in excitement. When he slides one of his fingers deep inside me, I want nothing more than to find out what comes after his... appetizer.

My arm shoots out by instinct, my fingers brushing down his firm and perfectly carved abs. Down I go until I find his cock; I curl my fingers around his length, feeling my own wetness on it, and start stroking him wildly as he keeps on thrusting his fingers inside me. I’m completely out of control, and there’s no better thing than it.

He slides down the mattress and, resting his hands on both my knees, parts my legs and nestles himself there. I can feel his face dangerously close to my pussy, and it feels that my entire body is on fire. And that fire grows fast and violent; when he places his pe

rfect lips over my clit, I grab his hair and push my hips up as I make him go down. He goes at it with heart, sucking and licking, his tongue tracing the whole contour of my pussy with as much delicacy as possible. My hips sway in a circle, my pussy rubbing against his mouth as that maddening fire of pleasure scorches my veins and turns my moans into low whispers of decadent joy. Who knew that a man’s mouth could bring so much delicious madness? I didn’t.

As he flicks his tongue against my clit, dancing in circles around it over and over again, he hooks two fingers deep inside of me. I grit my teeth, wishing these weren’t fingers but his cock. It doesn’t matter, he moves so perfectly, each motion of his a flame that licks at me and makes me burn endlessly, and I’m forced to let out a scream as my whole body tightens up and one more orgasm washes over me.

I lay there in bed, my muscles twisting and body shaking, as he pulls his fingers out and just licks me caringly, each kiss of his sending a tortuous wave of pleasure up my spine.

“That…” I pant, not knowing which words I should use, but settling for the truth. “That was amazing…”

He looks at me from between my legs, that devious grin of his lightening his face. “I know,” he simply tells me, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Well, I have to give him that; it’s damn obvious that he knows exactly what he’s doing. But I’m not exactly hopeless. I might not be as experienced as him, but I have enough trust in myself to know that I can pleasure him as well.

“Come here…” I say, grabbing at his hand and pulling him to me. He comes willingly, his cock standing between his legs like a monument to everything manly. Still on my back, I raise my head and grab his cock as he kneels next to me. I part my lips and, resting them over his cock, begin sucking with care. God, he tastes heavenly. I’ve never been a fan of blowjobs, but now I realize that’s just because I had never tasted a cock like Cody’s.

Opening my mouth, I let him slide in and roll over my tongue, his shaft going down easily. I struggle to fit him all inside but I push forward, savoring each inch he conquers in my mouth. I bob my head back and forth, his cock going in and out of my mouth in a flowing motion as he places both hands on my head, gently guiding me.

His breathing grows ragged, and his fingers start grabbing at my hair. I wonder if he’s going to come in my mouth, his seed spilling all over my tongue and dripping down my chin. I double my efforts knowing that yes, I want that. Yet, as I feel him tensing up, he pushes me back gently, his cock popping out of my lips with a wet sound. He grins at me, mischievousness all over his face.

“Not yet,” he simply says. Then, grabbing my hips, he makes me roll on the mattress and pulls me into him. I’m on all fours, my ass sticking up in his direction as he positions himself before me.

I have no time to breath in as, grabbing me hard by the hips, he pushes himself inside me. His cock parts my lips in an instant, sliding deep down in a fraction of a second. I grit my teeth, a moan fighting its way out of my mouth. He goes back slowly and then thrusts deep one more time. He does it once again, this time faster, and repeats his movements until he’s coming in and out of me at a frantic and vicious pace. The sound of his thighs slapping against my ass fill the whole room, and I can feel my ass cheeks bouncing as our bodies rock against each other.

I go down to my elbows, but the pleasure running through me is so intense that it robs my limbs of all their strength. I collapse, my face against the mattress and the sheets as he holds my ass up, ravaging my pussy with his coming and going motion. I grab at the sheets hard as a steady pressure mounts on me, the tip of his cock brushing against that sweet spot inside of me, almost making me hallucinate. That pressure fills my body like concrete, and there’s no way out but to scream as ecstasy explodes inside my head. I flail my arms, probably looking like someone whose brain has been unplugged from its body. I don’t care; this delicious delight is the sole focus of my whole world right now.