Make My Stepsister Mine

Chapter 18

He places his hands on each side of my pussy and spreads me apart. And then…he’s lined up with my aching entrance. The thick head of his cock pointing at its bullseye. Slowly, he starts to push his way into my body, our virginities being shredded with each sinking inch. His massive girth is stretching my walls tight. Filling me up. Making me whole.

His low groan has my attention shifting to his face. His eyes are fiercely staring at our connection. Jaw locked. Temple pulsing. Knuckles white. The restraint he’s using to keep himself from thrusting forward looks agonizing. It’s the most incredible sight I’ve ever seen. Seeing how unnerved he is makes me feel confident and powerful. I’m in control of his pleasure. And I want to give him more.

I reach out, grab ahold of his firm ass, and yank him forward, plunging myself onto his dick.

“Oh fuck!”

His loud shout urges me forward. My body takes over. Hips pumping back and forth. Fucking myself on his huge cock. Wanting him to feel all the pleasure he’s given me. God, he feels so good. So thick. So hard. His dick hits a spot deep inside and sends a blast of need down my spine as a shout roars from my throat.

“This pussy wants to get fucked hard, doesn’t she?” His voice is still tight. The intensity is turning him into a beast.

I bob my head up and down, trying to grind my pussy against him. “Yes, Cord. I need it. It’s so good.”

His thumb rubs over my clit as his tongue runs across his lower lip. Eyes staring at my naked breasts as they bounce with every thrust forward. “Who knew my sweet little sis would be such a slut for it.” His dirty words have me flooding his cock even more. “I was trying to go slow and be gentle, but she wants it rough, doesn’t she?”

“God, yes!” I shriek.

“Well, then, you better hold on, baby, because I’m going to give it to you dirty.”

He lets out a beastly growl and his hips take over, thrusting and bucking against me, his dick plowing forward, rocking me harder and faster. The headboard is banging in time with our bodies. The pleasure building at lightning speed. Coursing through my veins like a current. It feels like something huge is about to happen. Something I’ve never felt before. Something life changing.

“That’s it, baby. Squirt all over me.” The gush of heat is like an erupting volcano. It keeps flowing out of me with each pump of his cock. “Fuck! She’s squeezing me so tight. You need to come, baby. I can’t hold off any longer. It feels too fucking good.”

I’m almost there. So close I can feel it. It’s right at the edge of my grasp. A tether I’m about to reach. And then … Cord opens his mouth again, and his dirty words shove me headfirst into the eruption. “Show your big brother how much you love his cock. You’re such a naughty girl, Piper. A naughty little slut.”

My eyes roll back into my head as the explosion invades my soul. Swallowing me whole. Consuming every thought in my mind. A roaring shout sounds in the near distance, and then I feel it. Cord is growing even stiffer. Thicker. It’s like steel.

Suddenly, he freezes his pounding hips, and I manage to open my eyes. Every part of him is wrung tight. His body locked as his load spills inside, pumping me full of his hot cum. The pleasure I see radiating through him fuels me forward. I pump my hips faster, wanting to draw out the feeling for him, revving myself up at the same time. And as he jerks through his final strum of release, I pummel into another orgasm. Getting pulled right back under and tumbling through the current.

It’s so good it’s almost too much. My body is being inundated. A possession taking hold. It feels like Cord just created a monster. A monster with an incessant craving. I’m not even finished and I already need more.

Cord

I lean over her shoulder, and she brings a fork full of pasta up to my mouth. It

tastes so good I groan. Three hours of football practice followed by three hours of fucking, and I’m beyond famished.

She dishes out two bowls of spaghetti and meatballs and carries them over to the table while I grab us drinks and utensils.

“Thanks, babe,” I say, giving her a kiss on the head before taking my seat across from her. I dive right into my meal, barely taking a breath as I consume the entire bowl. I finally look up as I inhale the last bite and find Piper staring at me. She hasn’t even touched her food yet.

“Sorry,” I say, feeling like a big goon for shoveling my meal like a caveman. “Worked up quite an appetite.”

She shakes her head, giggling. “You don’t have to apologize. I’m glad you like my cooking.” God, I love her laugh. It’s like a spark, hitting everywhere, especially the left side of my chest. “There’s plenty more if you want seconds.”

I nod and rise from the table, getting myself another helping. This time, eating at her pace.

“So, are the girls doing okay?” I ask. “How’s Mercy?”

I still want to ring Banner’s neck for the shit he pulled last night. But on the bright side of the situation, maybe that girl will finally move on and find someone deserving of her love and attention. For some stupid reason, Banner isn’t capable of realizing what an incredible girl she is. He always goes for the blonde-bimbo- Barbie types that are either seriously lacking in the smarts department and end up being total duds to be around, or they’re way too bitchy.

“She’s fine,” Piper says, as a shadow of anger hits her face. “But she definitely hates Banner now. Just so you know,” she places her fork down and pushes her plate forward, “the girls are plotting their revenge.”

That’s exactly what the guys are anticipating. I’m more than curious what their plan of attack will be, but I won’t pry. Besides, I don’t think Piper will tell me. Only if her pussy was under duress do I think I could get it out of her.

My cock stiffens at the thought. I may be prying the plan out of her after all.