Stranded with My Stepbrother

Chapter 13

An inch or two later, I felt him come up against resistance, and I whimpered at the burning sensation as he pushed.

Caleb took one of my hands and threaded his fingers through mine. “It’s okay, baby. Breathe through it. I’m going to take care of that right now.”

I wasn’t quite sure how he intended to “take care” of it until he squeezed my hand and lunged, pushing the rest of himself in all at once.

There was a sharp pain, and I cried out, squeezing Caleb’s hand. Tears filled my eyes and fell down my cheeks. It really hurt.

Caleb stayed still, not moving inside me. He wrapped his arms around me, one around my waist, the other cradling the back of my head. “Breathe, baby. Breathe. It’s okay. It’s okay. That part’s over now.”

I thought of begging Caleb to pull out, but when he tenderly kissed my tears, I decided I could stand it just this once. He needed this. I could feel his swollen need inside me.

“Is it—is it going to h-hurt like that if we keep going?” I still asked on a whimper. I wanted to be prepared, at least.

Caleb shook his head, holding me to him. “That’s the worst it’s ever going to feel. You’re going to be sore if we keep going, and you’ll be sore the next few times we have sex, but that goes away. I promise.”

“Okay.” I took a deep breath. “Go slow?”

“I will, baby.” Caleb kissed me, then brought his hands down to my hips.

I felt his cock slowly slide out to the tip, then push back in. Again. And again. And again. Each time, he filled me to the hilt of him.

Caleb moved his thumb in to rub my clit while he moved inside me. My angry, raw core perked up a little at the sensation.

“Fuck me, you feel so good, Jacey,” Caleb groaned. “You’re so wet... so tight...”

I hugged my arms around Caleb’s neck, burying my face in his shoulder. “I feel full,” I mumbled into his skin, a bit embarrassed by this talk.

Caleb kissed my shoulder. “Baby, I need to go a little harder... I know you’re sore. But bear with me, okay?”

“Okay.” I clung to Caleb while he began thrusting sharply inside me. It hurt, but not nearly as much as when he’d torn past my hymen. I even felt a little bit aroused by what he was doing to my clit.

“Mmm, I’m close, baby. I-I’m gonna cum,” Caleb groaned.

Much to my surprise, just as Caleb pushed deeper in me than he’d been before and released the first spurt of his hot cum in me, I also came. It wasn’t a strong orgasm, but it was enough.

Caleb was still cumming when my little orgasm was over, moaning into my hair. I could feel him jerking in me, filling me with his hot seed. I stroked his hair, holding him while he finished.

His cock went soft, or at least I thought it had. It went softer, anyway, not as swollen in me.

“What happens now?” I asked softly, still holding Caleb.

Caleb gave me a sweaty kiss. Then he looked up at the window and smiled. “Now we watch some shooting stars, I guess.”

I looked past his shoulder, and sure enough, there were shooting stars streaking across the sky. “Oh wow,” I whispered.

“Happy Birthday, Jacey,” Caleb said, capturing my lips once more.

-Caleb-

I woke slowly, wondering if last night had been a dream. Then I saw Jocelyn, naked, sprawled across my chest, her braid half-undone, breathing deeply in sleep.

“Hey, baby,” I whispered too softly to wake her. She needed her rest.

Her thigh was pressed between mine, rubbing against my already ready dick. Between morning wood and having this gorgeous creature enveloping my senses, I was harder than I’d ever been in my life. I was so hard it hurt.

Careful not to disturb her, I started giving myself some much-needed relief, fisting my hand up and down my shaft. When she woke up, we’d probably fuck again, but I needed release now.

I bit my lip against any sounds as I imagined it was Jocelyn’s hand stroking my dick.