{STEPHANIE}
He moved faster, the rapid pumping of his fat, firm cock giving the nerve endings of my clitoris and cunt all the complete measure of stimulation I had been starved off for months. Though I kept trying to shut him out, keep the pleasure away, my efforts were nothing, and I couldn't help the surging orgasm threatening to rip me in shreds.
The release was magnificent, as good as I ever had with Jace. And the pent up cravings in me made it even better.
I vibrated and writhed in the bed, a moan slipping past my lips.
But as a blissful warm relaxation washed over me, a rough groan tore through Adam's throat. The next second, I felt his hot cum strike at the entrance of my womb, giving rise to a fresh wave of shock and shame.
His semen!
Shit! What if he got me pregnant?
I began to move anxiously against him, trying to get myself off where I was trapped under him.
Adam grinned as he backed away from me, beating his still stiff cock on my wet, meaty entrance. "Fuck, Steph, I have always fantasized about this," he hissed. "I always knew you were a hell cat in bed. Jace is a fucking lucky guy."
I continued to make muffled sounds against the gag and he smiled.
"I'll take the gag off," he said, placing his hand on my lips behind the gag, teasing me. "But...if only you promise to be a good girl and not yell."
I nodded quickly.
He reached around to the back of my head as I raised my head from the pillow. Then he unknotted the gag and tossed it to the floor.
"Oooh, Adam...Adam, that's a terrible thing to do," I moaned. "What if I get pregnant?"
He grinned, not feeling even the slightest guilt for the sin we were commiting. "Then old Jace will have himself a mini pancake."
"Let me up," I pleaded earnestly.
"You won't try to run out, will you?"
I rolled my eyes. "Of course not. I want to go to the bathroom."
I got shakily to my feet as he untied me, my head reeling. My legs could barely support me, and my vision seemed to tunnel in. I could still feel my muscles spasming from the sexual pleasure, but I managed to drag myself into the bathroom.
Once inside, I shut the door and looked into the mirror. For a minute, I felt a sickening sense of guilt. I had done something unspeakably evil.
Adam might not be my blood, but he was stepbrother. Stepbrother but still related.
I had not only been untrue to Jace, I had sex with my stepbrother! But the feeling was mutual; I enjoyed it, and that closed the moral escape hatch. I had to face the guilt of what I had done.
When I returned to the bedroom, Adam was spread on the bed, his dick lolling against his thigh. I avoided his piercing gaze, but I could feel his eyes scanning me as I moved around, gathering my panties and the pillowcases which served as my gag.
"Tell me you didn't enjoy it just as much as I did, and I'll apologise," he said nonchalantly.
"You know what I think?" I asked uselessly.
His eyebrows shot up in a silent question.
"I think it's terrible what we did, and I'll always hate you for it."
He barked out a laugh. "That is denial. I saw the look of anticipation in your face, I felt your cum on my fingertips. Hell, your eyes were literally begging me to get it over with and insert my dick in you."
"Adam..."
"You're being a hypocrite right now for trying to play the victim, Steph. We will be together night and day, you'll admit the truth before long."
Finally, I gathered the courage to look into his ocean eyes. "I want you to leave right now, Adam," I said, trying in vain to get my voice strong.
"Haha," he laughed.
I rolled my eyes, but there was no denying what that laugh did to me. Why was I feeling like I wanted him to get me on the bed and fuck me sore one more time? "You're on protection, right?" he asked suddenly.
"What?"
"Pills, contraceptives," he repeated. "You've got any?"
I shook my head.
"That's too bad," he said. "Take one right now if you're not on any. Damn, your pussy must have been collecting lots of cobwebs since your owner is not here to fix you up."
"I will not." My eyes blazed with defiance.
"Alright, then," he shrugged. "I'll cum in your mouth next time. Now, you might not know this, but I have a very good pull out game." A lewd laugh escaped his beautiful, sinful mouth.
"You will not, Adam. I'm not allowing you fill my mouth with your–"
"Pancake, you're pissing me off," he said lazily.
"Don't call me pancake!" My intended hell came out as a whisper under my breath. "And don't use those words with me."
"Seems I'll have to tie you up again."
"I won't let you," I declared, tensing, watching him warily. "I'll run if I have to."
"Feisty," he remarked, a dangerous smirk dancing on his lips. "Then you'll have to run pretty fast."
Oh, no. My little stepbrother has gone mad. That was the only explanation for his attitude. It had to do with his problem at college. I had heard stories of people doing strange things when facing some stress....
The slight rustle of the sheets yanked me out of my thoughts. I backed up slowly, watching Adam warily as he got off the bed slowly. With each step he took toward me, I took two back, slowly. Soon, our movement was like a fearful macabre dance.
I had two options now. Allow Adam get to me and satisfy the pleasures we both had brimming inside of us. Or call the cops and then the story gets out. Jace will hear of it, my parents....
Oh, God no! I couldn't do this–
One second of indecision was all Adam needed to snatch the decision out of my hands and make up my mind for me. He lunged faster than a cat and caught me. Then he tossed me into the bed and was quickly upon me, the feel of his hands holding mine down sending pleasant ripples down my spine.
"Don't yell," he warned quickly. "You don't want to make a scene. Think about what will happen if people start coming in here..."
It was true. I didn't want that. I needed no soothsayer to tell me the kind of bad scandal that would follow if people were to discove what was going on. It would be much worse than what he was doing with me.
Hell, who was I kidding. He wanted this, I wanted this, it was better to go with the tide.
I stared at his crotch as he sat obscenely atop me. His cock curved upward, the hoselike nozzled tool gleaming with the drying moisture of his sexual pleasure and mine. The scent was strong in my nostrils and it made my head light.
"I've got to get you over your high and mighty attitude, sis," he said, bringing his palm to his mouth and wetting it with his saliva. "You were always that way at home, acting all bossy, like you knew best. Well, I'm the boss now, and I'm going to make you like it. And the reason I can do that..." He paused, and his lips stretched into a devilish grin. "Is because I've got something you need."
Then he took hold of his cock and waved it at me.
I shut my eyes tight. "Oh no, no, no."
Oh yes, yes, yes, yes, a voice sang in my head, humming in anticipation of sin.
I felt him move and my eyes flicked open. I was almost shocked to see his crotch approaching my face, his cock shaking and bobbing, his balls quivering as they hung down. He shifted his knees to my arms, holding me in total domination now. His sexual scent grew stronger and more intoxicating, going past my nostrils and doing things in my body.
I turned my head away to shut out the smell, but that was impossible. It seemed to permeate my bones and every nerve within me.
He laughed as he settled astride my neck, his cock and balls hanging above my chin.
"No....no, Adam...No!" I turned my head from side to side. But I wanted it. He was my brother, and this was dreadfully sinful. God, why? Well, at least it was better than masturbating. Or, was it?
"What's the matter?" His chuckle brought me back into the moment. "You've never sucked a cock before?"
"Oh, God," I moaned.
"You mean you've never taken Jace's cock in your mouth?" he asked incredulously.
Oh, God, I pleaded in the secrecy of my head. Let him stop!