Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

Regardless, the stimulation both men were providing her were more than enough to give her an orgasm. Leaning down to kiss Mark, she pushed back and forced both cocks into her again and again, groaning quietly as her orgasm ran its course.

After a few seconds, she slowed, and then felt Drake sliding free.

“All done?” she asked, looking over her shoulder.

“Yeah, not really my thing, but I can keep going if you enjoyed it,” he said with a shrug.

Giggling, she shook her head and looked back down at Mark. “You want to cum in me, or are you done?”

He smirked and looked up at her. “Seriously? I’m gettin’ a turn in that ass, aren’t I?”

She smiled and kissed him again, then slid off of him. As he stood to get out of the way, she knelt back in place and looked at up Drake as he came around to her face.

“Hey… that thing was in my ass,” she pointed out. “I’m not sucking it like that. Go clean it!”

He laughed and disappeared over to the other side of the room where there were some wet wipes. Behind her, Mark had both of her hips in his hand and was rubbing the head of his cock on her anus.

After a few seconds, he was in and she felt him slowly pushing further. Groaning as the streams of electricity began to shoot from her butt throughout her body, she clutched at the couch as he began to pick up speed.

A few minutes later, Mark was hammering into her from behind, and Drake slid down into the seat to grab a handful of her hair and force her lips down around his cock. Whimpering in growing arousal, she became lost in the sexual haze.

A warm tongue sliding through her pussy caused her to cry out in surprise, the groan turning into a whimper of defeat as whoever it was replaced their mouth with several fingers.

“Fuck,” Mark grunted, and she felt him dumping his cum into her ass, her own orgasm still too far away. She’d lost track of how Drake was doing, though he was still thrusting into her mouth. After he finished, Mark pulled out and she couldn’t help but raise her head and look back, seeing Stacy as the culprit. The young woman giggled and pushed her face back into Kelly’s pussy, running her tongue up and then lifting to slurp at the cum Mark had left on her ass.

Groaning in arousal at the foul, yet highly erotic scene, she felt the young woman slurping at her for several more seconds before Kelly had to sit down.

“Bad girl,” Kelly grunted, breathing hard and closing her eyes.

Stacy giggled, then wiggled over at Drake’s behest and buried her face in his lap.

Mark rejoined them as Drake was bucking his hips against Stacy’s face, and after the young woman went to join another group, the three started talking about the anal experience.

Mark loved it, obviously, but Kelly and Drake had been unimpressed, though she figured she wouldn’t mind doing it if someone wanted to. It had been fun, regardless, and she was enjoying being able to relax with the two and watch the fun still going on around them.

The rest of the evening proved to be typical, though, and it wasn’t until Duncan had revealed that he’d been bothered by the sight of her trying anal that she’d known something was amiss.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

After they talked about it and she felt like he was okay, she’d been able to relax and enjoy the bed with him and Kara.

***

Waking up early the next morning, Kelly snuck out of bed to relieve herself and let Duncan and Kara sleep a bit. After going to the kitchen and starting some coffee, she grabbed a banana and her phone, then went to the living room to relax and watch the early morning news. Once she’d finished her snack, she checked her phone and saw that she had a few texts.

The first was from her ex, Cooper, stating that he and his girlfriend would be able to be there that weekend, if the offer was still open. She smirked, then quickly texted back that she would verify with her husband and her girlfriend that it was a good time to come.

The next text was from her old boss, wondering if he could come and visit. She smiled, happy that he’d finally decided to reach out and take her up on her offer to take care of his sexual needs.

“Well, of course you can come and visit,” she sent. “Would you have time to swing by this morning?”

Setting her phone down while she waited for a response from either of them, she went and got a cup of coffee. Her phone had already gone off before she even finished stirring it.

“Sure! What time?” Mr. Sellers asked in his text.

“Let me talk with my husband and girlfriend and I’ll get back to you,” she replied. “This morning for sure though, so get your cock ready for me.”

“Oh, it’s ready,” he sent back.

She giggled and sent him a smiling emoji, then stood to go and check on the two still in bed. Tossing her banana peel in the trash and setting her coffee cup down, she tiptoed down the hall and crept back into her room. Duncan and Kara were both still asleep, so she slunk silently forward until she was right at the foot of the bed. Sliding under the sheets, she moved quickly to take Duncan’s morning erection into her mouth, the warm flesh sliding in easily as she reached between his legs to cradle his balls.

His groan of pleasure made her smile and she reached up to grip the shaft with her other hand, stroking as he tossed the sheet off and cupped the side of her head.

“Mmm,” she groaned, feeling her pussy growing wetter by the moment.

“Good morning,” he muttered quietly, his hand urging her down more.

“I figured I’d apologize for being such a bad girl yesterday,” she said, briefly taking him out of her mouth before she blossomed her lips around the bulbous head, a low moan of appreciation escaping his lips.

“Bad girl?” Kara asked, rousing from sleep next to them. “Mmm… good morning baby,” she said, leaning over and kissing Duncan on the lips. After some wet smacking above her, Kelly felt Kara grab the back of her hair and pull, dragging the cock from her mouth and kissing her for a second before looking at her. “Were you bad last night?”

Kelly smiled and nodded. “I was so slutty, honey,” she said. “I let two men fuck my ass last night,” she admitted.

“Oh… that’s very slutty,” Kara said, kissing her again. “You’re going to have to pay for that, you know.”

Forcing her face down, Kara drive Duncan’s cock into Kelly’s mouth, eliciting a moan from him and a whimper of acceptance from Kelly.

“What do you say, my love?” Kara murmured, sliding up and caressing Duncan’s face. “Would you like to punish your wife for being a dirty, slutty little cunt last night?”

Kelly groaned audibly as she heard the demeaning words, the noise forced out around the cock buried up to the back of her throat as Kara painfully gripped a wad of her crimson hair.

“Fuck…” he grunted. “Fuck yes, I would.”

Kara giggled, then briefly released Kelly’s hair and let her get a breath. Practically shoving her out of the way, she watched as Kara slid Duncan’s cock deep into her mouth, deeper than Kelly had been able to do and elicited more deep groans of pleasure from him. Sliding his cock out quickly, she grabbed Kelly by the hair again and forced his cock back inside as she moved back up to Duncan’s face, her hand almost absentmindedly driving Kelly’s face up and down Duncan’s shaft.

“So, what do you think baby? Should we tie her up and make her watch us fuck, all nice and slow? We could take our time and make a day of it, teasing her and making her sorry for being such dirty, rotten cunt of a wife.”

Kara’s hand continued to urge Kelly’s lips up and down Duncan’s rock-hard shaft, the head pushing against the back of her throat before she was pulled back up.

“Or maybe you and I just fuck her brains out,” Kara added, drawing a chuckle from him.

“Mmm, I like that idea,” he mumbled, pulling Kara back down for another kiss.

“Good,” Kara said. “You take hold of this,” she said, using her other hand to pull Duncan’s down to the wad of Kelly’s hair she had clutched in her hand and handing it over. “You get to be as rough with her as you like, baby.”

Kelly felt her arousal growing by leaps, Duncan’s hand already pulling her face back down as plunged his cock deeper into her mouth. Kara’s noisy kissing of her husband spurred a defiantly jealous streak in her and she looked up, only to be rewarded with another rough yank of her head, pushing her lips back down his engorged shaft. She heard Kara giggle, then back away from Duncan to behind her as she was forced again and again onto his dick.

Several long pulls followed by deep thrusts into her mouth followed, and she felt Kara moving around behind her. A warm tongue slid across her ass, eliciting her to raise her hips up eagerly, her girlfriend’s fingers sliding easily into her drenched slit. A groan of appreciation pushed out around the shaft in her mouth, Kara’s fingers wasting no time in speeding up their deft maneuvering.

Grunting, she fought to maintain enough focus on pleasuring her husband, but Kara’s jabbing fingers were quickly picking up speed, her pussy jostling wetly at ever plunged impact. Rippling surges of pleasure pushed outward from her sex, and she felt an orgasm growing imminent.

Squealing a few seconds later as a wave of bliss coursed over her, she felt Kara’s fingers slide away cruelly, her pussy already aching for their return. Another hand pulled her hair hard, lifting her groaning mouth off her husband’s cock, but she was too lost in the throes of her orgasm to protest. Collapsing beside Duncan, she quivered beside him for a few seconds as Kara slid down on top of him, her legs straddling him as he hastily pushed a pillow behind him for support.

When she was finally able to focus again, she saw Kara gently rocking up and down in Duncan’s lap and maneuvered herself up beside the two to watch in quiet happiness.

“Mmm… there’s our bad girl,” Kara said with a happy smile.

Kelly giggled, a happy aftershock of pleasure skipping its way through her.

“Have I been punished enough?” she asked playfully.

Duncan responded by pulling her easily up to kiss her, then gently turning her to let Kara do the same.

“I guess… that’s up… to our guy,” Kara murmured, her slow, methodical hip gyrations never slowing.

Both of them turned and looked at Duncan, who chuckled.

“You weren’t in trouble,” he said. “We’re fine, I promise.”

She smiled and kissed him again before sliding off the bed to leave the two to their baby-making fun.

“You leaving us?” Kara asked, frowning pitifully at her.

Kelly giggled. “You guys stay and have fun. I’ll go make breakfast.”

Kara frowned playfully for a moment but then turned back to focus on Duncan as Kelly headed to the kitchen.