The Stepbully She Craves

Chapter 12

I run my nose around her swollen pink clit, scenting every inch of her sensitive skin. Her little cries of need grow louder in the room. We’re the only ones down in the basement, so I’m not worried about anyone hearing us. And it just so happens that the boss is out tonight, so none of us are too worried about losing our jobs. Although, at this point, he could fire my ass and I wouldn’t care. I’m an eighteen- year-old virgin about to eat his first pussy. Unless the place is on fire, nothing’s going to stop me.

My tongue darts out and finally I get a taste of my sweet girl’s honey, and as soon as her flavor hits my tongue, I need more. My tongue darts out again, and I begin lapping at her sexy cunt just like a kitten lapping milk from a dish. My sweet little pussy cat is like catnip. I can’t get enough. I need more.

I pull her costume further apart then slide my tongue right through her folds. Back and forth, I glide through her slick heat, earning myself moan after moan from my purring kitty. I slip back up then suction her swollen clit and begin sucking the pleasure right from her shaking body. She’s practically convulsing against the wall. Her head sliding from side to side. Her eyes squeezed shut. Her teeth biting into her plump lower lip but doing nothing to quiet her moans.

The sight is my undoing, and when she slams into her orgasm, my cock starts convulsing between my legs, cum spewing from the end, ejaculating like a pre- pubescent kid. I can’t even stop it. It’s all too much. It’s too fucking good. I come right along with her, reaching down and giving myself a firm squeeze over my pants as I lick up all her sweet nectar. Taking us through the final jolts of our pleasure.

When I feel her calm, I slowly pull back, looking up at her in wonder. She’s absolutely incredible. The most incredible sister a guy could ask for. And now, she’s my girl. I no longer have to hold myself back. Now, if I want to kiss her cunt, I don’t have to pretend to tickle her with raspberries. I can just dive right in and take a lick.

I stand back up and adjust my scrunched cock, giving him space to recover, yet he’s not going down.

“You okay, baby?” I check in, tucking her hair behind her ear. God, she’s pretty.

She bobs her head like a ragdoll, clearly strung out from the pleasure. “Yes. More than okay,” she breathes with a smile and my dick springs to full mast again. He’s ready for seconds. Ready to show her how good he can make her feel.

I lean in and steal a kiss from her pretty mouth. Right as my tongue slides against hers, her phone rings. At first, we both ignore the thing, but as it becomes persistent, she finally pulls away from me.

“I need to get it, Cord. It’s probably the girls wondering where I am.”

She takes out her phone, while I take the moment to kiss on her neck. God, I need to get her home. My dick needs to know what it’s like to be wrapped in her slick heat.

“Hey, Lex,” she says into the line, her voice getting breathless as I start kissing below her ear. I think I just found a special little spot that gets her going. “Wait, what?”

The worry in her voice has my head snapping back. She looks upset.

“They what?!” she shrieks. Shit. What the fuck did the guys do now? “Yes. I’m coming right now.”

She hangs up the phone, and zips herself back up. It’s obvious our fun is over.

“We have to get the girls, Cord. The guys locked them in the tomb, and they won’t let them out. They’re scared. We need to go now. I heard one of the guys say, ‘Hang up the phone or you’ll be sorry. ’ We need to run.”

I grip her cheeks and lean down so we’re eye level. She needs to calm down. She’s panicking but the girls are fine. The guys would never hurt them. They’re just trying to keep them occupied for me so I could have some fun with my girl. But it looks like they’ve failed their job.

“Relax, babe. They’re safe. It’s just a room. I told the guys to give me some time; that’s why they won’t let them out. It’s all pretend. The girls won’t be hurt. Nothing is real. Okay?”

She shakes her head. “The girls don’t know that. They’re freaking out. You have to take me to them now, Cord.”

Piper

What is this place? No wonder the girls are scared.

Cord leads me down a dark, winding staircase underground, and an incredibly eerie feeling washes over me with each step we take. Everything about this place is creepy. We’re walking in a tunnel barely lit by candles. The stone walls are covered in cobwebs. Skeleton bones, which may or may not be real, line the dirt path. And it’s freezing. Literally, It’s about twenty degrees colder down here.

I tuck myself tighter into Cord’s embrace, trying to fight my fears as we wind through the stone corridor, reminding myself that it’s all make-believe. When I hear evil voices up ahead, I start to tremble. But the closer we get to them, I realize it’s the guys.

“You shouldn’t have come in tonight, ladies. The monsters are extra hungry,” Drake snarls in a wicked tone. I’m tempted to run the other way, but remind myself he’s just in character.

“You may have called for help, but they’ll never find you down here, girls,” Jaxon adds. “No one’s going to save you, Lexie.”