Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

Sara had turned but nodded and looked back up at Duncan’s cock. He was barely erect, but that was enough to make it swell a little and look enticing enough. He winked down at her and she giggled, slowly reaching forward.

“Cross your arms, Duncan,” Camille said. He did so. “Good.”

Sara slowly reached up, then glanced over at Camille for a second and then back up at Duncan’s cock. She inched closer, obviously wondering if she was supposed to actually touch it.

Duncan felt her fingers brush the tip of his cock, and it jumped automatically.

She yelped in surprise and then giggled, snatching her hand back and starting to laugh.

He chuckled but didn’t move.

“Okay, now lean forward,” Camille said, “Go ahead and lift it up like you’re going to take it in your mouth,” she said.

Sara nodded, looking directly at his cock as he felt her soft fingers on the bottom of his cockhead. Her head inched forward as Camille continued to take pictures, until finally he could feel her warm breath on the head of his dick. Still, the camera clicked away, and Sara leaned in, her lips closing on the very edge of his cock. He fought to control his groan of pleasure and winked down at her again.

“Excellent,” Camille said, lowering her camera.

Sara took a second to move back, his cock bobbing to life as it fell from her lips. “You’ve got a really big cock,” she said, the word sounding almost foul coming from her innocent and adorable lips.

He chuckled. “Thanks,” he replied.

“How are you doing?” Camille asked, coming over and helping the young woman stand.

“I’m doing so good!” she said. “Are we done?”

Camille looked at her. “That’s up to you, darling. Do you need to leave?”

Sara’s eyes widened and she shook her head emphatically. “No, I just… I’m good!”

Duncan smiled.

“Okay,” Camille said, smiling. “Let’s get some fun sexual poses, okay?”

Sara smiled widely and nodded.

“Go ahead and head on over to the bed,” she said, but then stopped them. “Actually, we need to finish the foreplay first, don’t we?” She looked over at Frank as she spoke, and he nodded.

“Okay, so get back like you were,” she said.

Sara did so immediately, falling to her knees and even going so far as to reach up and hold the end of his cock.

Duncan was half-erect by that point and smiled as he looked down. Sara’s chubby cheeks and dimpled smile greeted him from below the head of his cock.

“Go ahead and make it look like you put it in your mouth,” Camille said.

He saw a grin of happiness cross her face as she turned and nodded at the photographer, then looked back and up at Duncan. Her warm breath hit the head of his cock first as she leaned forward, looking up as she wrapped her full lips around the tip. He groaned, smiling widely.

“And see how far you can take him,” Camille said, her camera said, clicking repeatedly.

“Cammy,” Frank pointed out, “this isn’t really simulated.”

“Well, this isn’t intercourse,” she retorted. “Sara, if you like we can switch to simulated and it will be clever camera angles and what-not.”

She turned and shook her head. “No, this is fine,” she said, smiling.

Duncan was quietly thankful that she’d chosen this route. Her warm lips encircled him again and he sighed in pleasure. She moved in stages so that Camille could take still shots, her lips sliding up and then back down his cock. He was fully erect by this point, his shaft an angry, iron tower.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Sara was a small girl, and her mouth, while large in proportion to her, wasn’t about to completely take him in. Still, the length that she was able to get in her mouth was downright heroic in his estimation, and for a few minutes, they continued their odd little blowjob.

“Okay, I think we have enough for that. Duncan, go ahead and pick her up again, from the splits position as before.” Camille moved back a little after giving her orders.

He lifted her easily, and at Camille’s command let her drop forward, walking herself down his body until he had her lifted in completely the opposite manner as before. Her head hung down near his protruding erection, and her tender, delicious and succulent-looking, young pussy was inches from his face.

“Okay,” Camille said. “Go ahead and see if you can both look like your performing oral sex.”

Duncan leaned forward, his face inches from heaven. Camille moved around, getting the correct angle so that it looked like he was eating the young woman out. Sara was having no qualms about looking like she was sucking him off, and was, in fact, sucking him off. She’d immediately taken his cock back in her mouth and was adorably making little sucking sounds as she slurped at his shaft.

He tentatively pulled her forward, which was actually easier on his arms as he could kind of rest her on his body, and gingerly licked her slit with the flat of his tongue.

She groaned around his shaft, and he smiled, practically burying his face in the delicious meal before him. Camille’s camera was continuously clicking as he licked and slurped repeatedly at the tender young cunt, causing the girl he was holding to whimper and squirm. She didn’t stop sucking at the head of his cock though, so he had to applaud her for that.

Rubbing his tongue through her folds, he found her clit and nuzzled it just a bit, then a little more and a little more. Increasing the pressure, he found a happy ground and slowed down to a good rhythm. He looked over at Camille, and she had stopped taking pictures for a second to smile and admire the scene. He winked as she grinned in response, lifting the camera and starting up again.

Sara was whimpering in pleasure, and finally let Duncan’s cock fall from her soft, attentive lips. She held on to his cock though, her other hand gripping his thigh tightly as he turned and walked over to the bed, laying her down as he leaned over. He never slowed, his tongue furiously scrubbing her clit as her orgasm built and finally hit her. She writhed on the bed adorably, finally pulling his head back to stop his relentless licking before spinning around and kissing him on the mouth.

He chuckled and caught her in midair as she jumped into his arms animatedly, kissing his face and lips. A minute or so later, she’d recovered enough to sheepishly look over and apologize to Camille, who brushed it away.

“So, let’s go ahead and get Sara on the bed on her knees, good,” Camille said. Duncan helped her up and then positioned himself behind her, having guessed what Camille wanted. This part would most likely be simulated, he knew, so he slid his cock down underneath her as Camille came in to check how it looked.

“Looks good,” she said. “Real.”

He nodded and smiled, his hands gripping her incredibly adorable ass.

“Just pretend like you’re being fucked,” Camille said. Sara happily complied, putting on quite the show for several minutes.

“Okay, missionary,” Camille said. Sara flipped over and spread her legs quickly, pulling Duncan down for a very enthusiastic kiss. He smiled and looked down, feeling her reaching down between them to stroke him again.

“Okay, just bring your leg up a bit so we can’t actually see his cock,” Camille said. “Good, perfect. Act like you’re being fucked.”

Sara smiled and winked at him, then slid his cock down as he started to pretend to thrust into her. She’d surprised him and moved it down before he knew what was happening, and he slid partially into her. She grinned up at him, then her expression changed to one of surprise.

“Oh… fuck,” she groaned. “Don’t stop,” she added. “Just… fuck…” she said again.

Camille never stopped taking pictures and moved back a little just in case they needed to still pretend that it was simulated.

Duncan stood still for a minute, feeling her incredibly wet and tight pussy envelope him as she clutched desperately at him.

The young, overly excited woman finally started bucking her hips and pulling at him, though he didn’t think she’d actually adjusted to him. He pushed, and then when she didn’t protest, slid farther and farther until he was as far as he could get inside the small young woman.

“Oh my Gosh!” she yelled. “That’s so good!”

Duncan smiled and slowly started stroking in and out.

“Jesus,” the young woman said.

“Tone down the facial expressions if you can; we’re trying to make this look simulated.

“Sorry!” Sara said quickly. “Fuck!” she added, though this time it was with a much more subdued look on her face.

Duncan pulled her up to him, slowly fucking his cock into her tender, young cunt, causing her to shiver as he did so. He quickly picked up a rhythm and kept to it, sawing in and out until she was cumming on his shaft. She whimpered and clutched at him, as he decided to take things into his own hands. Running his palms under her back, he lifted up quickly, still keeping the small young woman on the end of his cock as he turned and pushed her up against the nearby wall.

She whimpered, splaying her arms out behind her and nodded, letting him know that it was okay to proceed. Groaning and moaning, she endured another very quick orgasm before he let her down and let his cock slide from inside her.

Frowning, she looked up at it, then leaned forward and kissed the tip before starting to suck at it. She stopped suddenly though, and turned, looking over at Camille. “Does he get to finish?” she asked.

Camille nodded. “I’m not sure he’ll be able to. He already did twice at the earlier shoot. We can use some fake-cum,” she said. “We load it into a fake penis and it shoots out; looks like the real thing.”

Duncan nodded and backed up.

“Oh, baloney,” Sara said. “It’s okay if you want to keep having sex with me until you get close to cumming.”

Duncan smiled. “Are you sure?” he asked.

She smirked. “We’ve already been doing it, silly. Why stop now?”

He could point out several reasons, like her boyfriend being in the car outside, but kept them to himself.

“If that’s what you want?” he asked, winking.