Her Dirty Professor Series (21+)

Filthy twin stepbrothers book introduction

Blurb:

Chrissy: I’ve had a crush on my twin stepbrothers since I was a teen. Back then, Rick and Ryder were the popular guys in high school: handsome, strapping football stars with athletic physiques and dazzling blue eyes. Now, they’ve come back for our high school reunion, but what they don’t realize is that their dorky stepsister is going to reel them in … using a mini-skirt and high heels.

Ryder: Chrissy who? Our dad was married for a millisecond to Angela, a total gold-digger. Sure, Angela had a daughter, but we barely noticed the girl. She was just a mousy nothing with enormous buckteeth that looked like they could crack coconuts. But now, a woman approaches us during the reunion and says we know each other. Of course we do … we know her biblically, and we’ll be giving her a baby too!

Chrissy’s a bad girl with good intentions. She never meant to fall in love, much less with two men who are also her former stepbrothers, but it’s just what happens when the heat blazes out of control!

Chrissy

Ten years ago.

A loud bang makes me jolt awake. Groaning, I glance at the clock on my nightstand, blinking against its harsh red light.

One o’clock in the morning? I think as I sit up and rub my eyes sleepily. Outside, an owl hoots a familiar sound in the Wyoming countryside.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

But where did that bang come from? Glancing around my room blearily, I almost fall back onto my mattress with exhaustion. But then I notice through the crack under my door that the hall lights have been turned on. Seconds later, the sound of deep, masculine laughter trickles down the corridor toward my room, making my heart begin to race. At first I wonder if it’s my stepdad, Fred. But within seconds of the first laugh, I hear a second low chuckle, and I know who it is immediately. Or rather, who they are.

Yep, it’s definitely the twins. I sit up, suddenly fully awake because if two hotter men have ever existed, I’ve never seen them, and I spend a lot time mooning over good-looking guys in secret. Yep, Rick and Ryder Walsh are total beefcakes who unfortunately, also happen to be my new stepbrothers. My mom married their dad, Fred, a few months ago and while Fred’s reasonably good-looking, his sons take things to another level. With piercing, bright blue eyes and thick ebony hair, Rick and Ryder resemble matinee movie idols. Add in impressive height and chiseled, muscular bodies, and they make for two incredibly desirable men.

But honestly, the twins hardly even know I’m alive, despite the fact that we live in the same house. They’re always busy with football practice and student council, not to mention the number of dates they go on. Good thing Fred is rich because I don’t know how else Ryder and Rick could afford the endless numbers of lunches and dinners for the various girls always clinging to them. But money’s not a problem for the Walshes they’re absolutely loaded, and this mansion is testament to their wealth.

But I don’t care about the money. The real disappointment is that Ryder and Rick hardly ever notice me, and it’s not just because we have different interests. No, it’s because while the twins rank among the most gorgeous male specimens known to humanity, I’m fairly certain that I rank among the most awkward women who ever existed.

While that may not be an entirely fair assessment of myself, my mother would be the first to point out that I’m chubby, my glasses are thick, and my hair looks like I’ve never used a brush in my life. Add in braces and you have a real mess of a teenage girl who has yet to figure out the finer points of femininity.

So whereas Rick and Ryder score phone numbers and babes left and right, I’m lucky if someone even remembers not to bump into me on my way to class. I’m that invisible.

Sighing, I slip my coke-bottle glasses onto my acne prone face, wishing for once that I was the one sneaking in late at night and not my devilish stepbrothers. But then, another sound makes me go still. A woman’s laugh floats to my ears, twining around my stepbrothers’ low growls, and then there’s the distinct sound of a breathy gasp. Oh my gosh, Ryder and Rick have brought a date back with them, and that can only mean one thing.

Titillated, I climb out of bed quietly, letting my feet drop to the carpeted floor. My nightgown, which was a gift from my mom, falls all the way to my toes like I’m a dowager queen from the seventeenth century. But I gather up the fabric and creep towards the bedroom door. Who says I can’t have my own brand of fun?

I pause momentarily. Is it wrong to spy on my stepbrothers during their late-night encounter? After all, I wouldn’t appreciate it if my bratty stepsis spied on me during a naughty session. But immediately, justifications fill my mind. Our parents have only been married a few months, so I don’t really know Ryder and Rick. Plus, it’s not as if we’re blood-related. We didn’t even meet until a hastily arranged lunch that happened right before the wedding. Meanwhile, I can hear the girl’s voice murmuring once again as the men laugh. Then her tones go breathy, and there’s an ecstatic sigh of pleasure.

That does it. I slip outside into the hallway, padding quietly towards the twins’ room. There’s a shaft of light from beneath their door, and I inch closer. My heart begins to race, and I pull my nightgown close once again so as not to trip. I definitely don’t want to make any unforeseen noises, because I have a good idea of what I’m about to witness. After all, my brothers are red-blooded alpha males, and they often bring female guests to the mansion late at night. Even more shameful, this isn’t the first time I’ve watched in secret.

Once again, I creep forward, my heart beating rapidly. Outside the twins’ door, the moaning sounds have increased a bit, but it’s unclear who’s making the deep, throaty sighs of pleasure. Protected by the shadowy darkness of the hall, I inch closer until I’m literally standing right outside their room. Fortunately, the door is slightly ajar and I push it open further as my eyes go wide with shock.

As expected, Ryder and Rick are indeed enjoying the company of a beautiful woman. But what I hadn’t expected was just how they were doing so.

To my arousal, the busty woman is completely nude and perched on all fours in the middle of the bed. Her long, blonde hair falls across her body, all golden skin save for a pair of sky-high heels. The surprising part of the tableau, however, isn’t her perfectly round breasts or narrow waist.

No, it’s what the mystery guest is doing with great enthusiasm, given her muffled whimpers of pleasure. I stare in rapt attention as the gorgeous woman gives Ryder a blowjob, running her mouth up and down his shaft as he pinches her nipples. Soft, rapturous moans escape her lips as my stepbrother pushes against her mouth with fierce energy. At the same time, my other stepbrother Rick is on his knees behind the woman, pushing in and out of her squelching pussy with powerful, penetrative thrusts. His cock reappears every few seconds, huge and gleaming while making my mouth water.

Something deep and primal sweeps over me, and I wonder what it would feel like for my stepbrothers to do just that to me instead of some blonde they probably picked up at a bar. What would it feel like to be spit-roasted between them? To have one hard cock jammed down my throat while another one takes me from behind? Pure Heaven, I’m sure.

Unable to help myself, one of my hands trails down the length of my body until it reaches the hem of my nightgown. Hitching up the silky material, I slip one of my fingers along the edge of my panties until I can feel my own wet womanhood. Meanwhile, in the dimly lit room, the hot blonde is now gripping Ryder’s cock with one hand while she trails her tongue teasingly across the tip. My stepbrother groans, throwing his head back as she plays with the pearl of semen beading there.

Then, his eyes flick open, the intense blue searing her.

“Don’t just lick. Suck,” Ryder commands. She immediately obeys, drawing him deep into her throat, even as she’s pushed forward by each of Rick’s deep, pounding thrusts from behind.

Holy cow, this is so X-rated, yet also titillating and erotic too. As I watch the forbidden scene, I begin to touch myself frantically, seeking release. My nub swells and grows as I rub it desperately, and I begin to pinch my nipples, watching as Ryder does the same to the busty blonde. The trio seems to be approaching climax, judging from the furious pace of the action.

“Fuck,” Rick grunts from behind the curvy woman, gripping her hips tight. “It’s coming.”

“Get ready,” Ryder growls, his blue eyes glowing with lust. And then just as my brothers let out deep, satisfying roars, pumping the blonde full of male jism, I explode too. My entire body lurches as I climax, hard and wet, just outside their door. My nipples tingle and my pussy clenches spasmodically, even as I watch my brothers blow two huge loads into the waiting woman. She seems to be soaring to a peak as well, judging from the violent spasms of her pussy, and her throaty moans of delight as she swallows my brothers hungrily.

“Mmm,” she moans, her throat pulsing double-time as her body spasms again. “Unnnph.”

My brothers stop for a moment, their bare chests gleaming and muscular under the low lights, panting from exertion. Then, they pull out and as I watch with wide eyes, semen trickles from the woman’s sweetest spots, leaking from her pussy even as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.

“That was good,” the blonde murmurs coyly, not missing a beat. “But I don’t think I got enough. Ready to go again, Ryder and Rick?”

The answering rumbles from my stepbrothers assure me that soon enough, Round Two will be taking place. But I can’t stay here forever because to my shame, there’s a wet spot on the wooden floor where I’m standing. I literally dripped so much that the insides of my thighs are damp, not to mention my calves and ankles. Oh my god! Quickly, I use the hem of my nightgown to wipe things clean, and then steal quickly down the hall once more, and shut myself in my room.

God, I hope no one noticed! But my fears are unfounded because within minutes, the breathy gasps and deep grunts start once more, and my eyes are wide as I lay motionless beneath the covers. I wish, just for once, that it was me with Rick and Ryder, instead of some strange woman whom they’ll probably never see again. I wish that my stepbrothers saw me that way, as a woman to possess, rather than as a mousy nobody who happens to live in the same house as them.