Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

“God, that must be awful when Duncan does it,” he said.

Kelly giggled, nodding. “When we were newlyweds, he had a habit of doing that and then quickly apologize afterward. Eventually, we worked it out.”

Conner smiled. “I just… want to be the type of guy… well… lover… that cares that the other person has fun, too,” he said.

He hadn’t stopped thrusting gently into her, and she began to feel her pussy getting tingly again, despite the obvious soreness.

“Mmmm,” she said closing her eyes, “If it helps, you’re making my naughty parts tingle… again…”

He laughed quietly at that, then focused on fucking her for the next few minutes.

“Do you feel… that?” she asked, flexing her Kegels and sending a wave of muscle contraction across his impressive cock.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “God… damn… What was that?”

She did it again, eliciting a similar reaction and smiled. “That’s me. I’m flexing my Kegels,” she said.

Doing it again, he groaned, nodding. “God, I feel like I’m learning so much,” he said, laughing.

She laughed quietly along with him, adding, “Well, that’s good. At least you’re learning.”

He had to stop for a second, covering his mouth and recovering from the humorous banter, before they continued.

“What else can you do?” he asked.

She thought for a second, her legs spreading a bit. “Well, I’m super bendy,” she told him. “Wanna see?”

He smiled, nodding and moving back a bit, his cock sliding just outside her lips.

Spreading and then lifting her legs, she nodded and slapped the back of her calves.

“Push here while you fuck me,” she whispered.

Conner smiled, looking down and sliding his delightful cock back inside her. She groaned, liking the way it went in, realizing that she’d been missing it in the few moments it was gone.

Reaching up, he put his hand in place of hers and pushed, her knees bending and ankles going easily up near her ears. Giggling, she felt him start to fuck harder down into her.

“Ooo,” she said, surprised at how good it felt. “That’s pretty good.”

He nodded. “It feels… like… I’m so deep…” he said.

She decided to take that as a compliment and nodded at him. After a few strokes, she felt her pussy quiver with pleasure, grunting and closing her eyes.

“That’s good,” she said. “You’re fucking my sore little pussy so good,” she whispered.

“Fuck, your pussy feels like heaven,” he grunted. “I want to fill up that fuckin’ pussy.”

“You gonna fill up this pussy?” she asked, her dirty talking pushing her own orgasm dangerously close.

“Fuck yes,” he grunted.

“Fuck me, baby,” she begged. She saw Duncan rouse from his slumber then, smiling weakly at him as he looked at her, amused.

Great spasms of pleasure forced her to lose focus, and she felt Conner cumming deep inside of her quivering pussy as she shuddered from the orgasm. He was crying out loudly, his hips and cock pushing her orgasm higher with every stroke.

Finally, she felt the release and was able to cry out again, going limp and clutching for her husband.

Conner mumbled something after sliding off of her and staggered off to the bathroom.

After she recovered and had a quick, affectionate chat with her husband, she quietly promised herself to actually spend time with him, not just say that she would. She hoped that he didn’t feel neglected by her, but knew that he probably didn’t, or he would have spoken to her about it.

The shower went much as she’d told her husband. Conner had cleaned up for the most part, when she stepped in, and probably didn’t think it was appropriate for him to shower with her, so he stepped out pretty quickly. Plus, she didn’t think she could handle anymore sex, so she didn’t protest when he did leave.

After a few minutes in the shower, she let the water drain and then drew a warm bath, soaking in it and letting her softer parts take advantage. Eventually, she had to hop out, thinking to let Duncan use it, but he was fast asleep.

Heading into the other room and not bothering to dress, she saw their girlfriend, Kara, talking and laughing with Danielle and Conner in the kitchen. It looked like they were talking about the night before.

“Hey,” Kara said, standing and going over to kiss her good morning. “Fun night?”

Kelly smiled, nodding. “You could say that. It’s a shame that you’ve sworn yourself to Duncan and me. That little fucker is fun to play with.”

Kara snickered, glancing back as the other two talked.

“You going to be okay for tonight?” she asked.

Kelly nodded. “I’m going to take a nap in a bit, maybe one later too.”

“Okay, hun,” Kara said. “I’m gonna head up to The Mess Around and meet someone there, make sure everything is setup for tonight.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Kelly said. “I’ll go with you if you want me to.”

“What? No, you stay and rest,” Kara told her. “You’ve had a long night and you need to be ready for this evening. It’s going to be fun.”

Kelly smiled. “That’s a deal, then.”

Kara affectionately talked with her a little more that morning, then left to go do what she needed to do. Seeing Danielle and Conner stand and go running to her bedroom, giggling as they went, Kelly chuckled and went to sit on the couch for a bit. That turned into a nap, and she stayed there for a while until she heard Danielle and Conner in the kitchen.

Yawning, she checked the clock and saw that it was close to noon. Standing, she went into the kitchen, seeing the two turn as soon as they saw her.

“You two still going at it?” she asked.

“Hi Mommy!” Danielle said, dancing over and kissing her.

“Mommy?” Kelly asked, wincing as she looked at her inquisitively.

“You know, like how I call Duncan, “Daddy!”” she said. “It’s not the same?”

Kelly laughed, shaking her head. “You can call me that if you like, but I don’t think that’s how it works.”

Danielle frowned for a second, but then shrugged. Conner came up behind her, kissing her on the shoulder and making her giggle in happy pleasure.

“God, babe,” she said, “Are you hard again?”

“Well, fuck, I’m 19! Can you blame me?”

Danielle grinned, turning and kissing him.

“Is it okay if I go and fuck my ex-boyfriend in the living room?” she asked.

Kelly smiled. “Of course, duckling,” she said.

Danielle grinned widely at hearing her old nickname. “Thanks Mommy!” she said.

Kelly winced, feeling the uncomfortable sting that she now realized Duncan felt each time the lunatic called him Daddy.

“God, that kid is weird,” she whispered to no one.

Quietly, she entered her room again and pulled on some clothes, then went and started a load of towels. Kara arrived home soon after, and Duncan awoke a little after that.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

After Duncan left for his errands, Kelly finished another load of clothes and started a third, then went and laid down in bed, grabbing her laptop and intending on checking her fan mail real quick.

After logging in, she browsed through the thirty or forty new emails, saving the good looking dicks and replying to the ones that actually wrote something. The last one was interesting. It was new and old at the same time, and it floored her, stopping her in her tracks.

Sitting up in bed, she pulled the laptop up into her lap and scooted back up against the pillows. Clicking the email open full screen, she read it once, and then again.

It read:

“Dear Kelly, Kissed by Fire,

Either I’ve lost my mind, or you’re Kelly O’Sullivan.

I know it’s not cool to out people like that, but… I have to know.

Hit me back and let me know”

She wasn’t too surprised that someone recognized her from her past, but someone that knew her maiden name had to be someone from before college, or during college.

Quietly, she sat there thinking, wondering if she should email them back or not.

Eventually, she hit reply and settled in to write the mystery person a message.

“Mysterious Creepy Person,

You have me at a disadvantage. Yes, that was my maiden name, but I’m married now.

Who are you? Or are you unwilling to let me know?

– Kelly”

Reading it a couple of times, she nodded emphatically, satisfied with her reply, and sent it off. Smiling, she pushed the laptop aside and scooted down into the bed, sleep finding her quickly.

An hour or so later, she awoke feeling refreshed and much better than she did before. Yawning, she started to get up, but saw that she had five new emails. Two were from random fans, but the last three were from the mystery person.

“I’m not sure I should tell you, we didn’t exactly part on the best of terms,” was all the first one said.

“I tell you what, I’ll send you a picture of my face now, and you can see if you remember me,” comprised the entirety of the second.

The third was a picture, and she took a deep breath before clicking the attachment.

He looked a little older, of course, but he was still just as handsome as he’d been back in her college days. Still, her husband had him beat by a country mile. Smiling, she studied his face and confirmed that it was indeed Cooper, her college boyfriend that had purchased her nipple rings for her.

“Cooper! I can’t believe that it’s you!” she replied, sending the message.

He took a few minutes, but finally replied back.

“Yep. It’s me. Do you think we can text over the phone?” he asked. “Would your husband mind?”

She giggled, quickly writing back.

“I assume you’ve seen my videos on Camille’s Creations. My husband and I are deeply devoted to each other and like to share ourselves with a small group of other swingers. He won’t mind me talking to you, but anything other than that, and he gets involved. Deal?”

She sent him the email and was surprised to get one back immediately.

“Deal. Is he a big guy?” he asked, adding his number to the email.

She smiled, punching his digits into her phone and adding Cooper to her contacts list.

“He’s 6’3″ and he’s got a 10 inch dick,” she sent. “Not only will he beat you up, he’ll take your girlfriend and make her fall in love.”

She began to feel a little bad for having sent that to him, not knowing how he’d take her playful banter. To her surprise, he sent a laughing emoji.

“Goddamn, I can’t believe it’s really you,” he said. “What’s more is, I can’t believe I saw you on that website!”

She giggled. “Yep! That’s me! Did you like what you saw?” she asked.