Double Huge:A Twin Stepbrother Romance(13)

Simultaneously, my hand began creeping up her thigh underneath the short  skirt she wore. Tantalizingly, the girl had worn a garter and stockings  instead of the usual pull-on pantyhose that I hated. I wanted to kill  whatever man invented pantyhose. There was nothing as granny-like and  cock-killing as the sight of a crotch covered in a web of nylon.

Fortunately, my girl had better sense. Her thighs were smooth and slim  above the pucker of her stockings, leading to the tiny scrap of lace  that was her panties. I rubbed the crease between her thigh and pussy  slowly, teasing my wildflower.

"Ohh!" she sighed, throwing her head back. Her eyes were closed as my fingers tickled so close to her kitty.

"Let's see that beautiful pussy," I rumbled. I hooked a finger into her  panties and pulled them aside, baring her beautiful twat. Lifting her  skirt, I could see that the lips were pink and engorged, already moist  with arousal. Without any hesitation, I plunged a finger straight into  her hole, the wet flesh tightly encasing me.

She gasped and her big blue eyes flew open with shock. Could it be … ? Was  my little girl a virgin? She definitely looked young, but there was no  telling at what age girls lost it these days.

Sensing her inability to speak, I resolved to go slow, savoring the  delicacies of my little beauty. I eased my finger out of her twat,  calming her with sub-vocal hums as I pushed back in, letting her kitty  savor its first fingering. With my thumb, I grazed her clit gently,  skittering over the small nub of flesh. She gasped, the sensations  running in dizzying circles through her cunny.

Wanting to prep her for my dick, I eased a second finger into her twat.  The walls of her pussy were tight, slick and wet, maybe even too tight. I  could tell that this was going to be a difficult first time, but my  dick hardened even more at the thought. Virgin pussy is something that  not all men are equipped for, but my penis was more than up for the  challenge.

I rubbed my fingers in and out of her twat while working her clit,  massaging the nub first up and down, and then in circles. I felt her  gush hotly in my hand as her pussy loosened, preparing itself for its  first man. I increased the pressure on her love nub, working towards her  first orgasm.

It happened unexpectedly. With a sudden cry, my wildflower let loose in  my arms, her cunny twitching all over my fingers as her pussy released  warm liquid into my hand. Her body seemed to go spineless and she would  have fallen over had it not been for my arm around her waist, supporting  her as I continued to finger fuck her pussy through its mind-blowing  convulsions.         

     



 

"Thata girl," I crooned in her ear, licking sensuously at her neck. She  tasted fresh and sweet, 100% young, nubile teen. As she came down from  her orgasm, I knew it was time to make my move while the pheromones  still ran high and her pussy was loose and relaxed. Holding her close to  me so that she couldn't see my dick, I pulled my hand from her kitty  with a sweet sucking sound before undoing the zip of my pants. My cock  was so big and hard that it literally sprang out, bouncing gently off of  her flat tummy.

She stirred in my arms, a womanly intuition telling her that something  massive was coming her way. But I wouldn't let her look down, fearing  that I would scare her with my huge girth. Instead, I hoisted her up,  positioning her legs around my waist and let my cock circle her little  hole, teasing it, tantalizing the soft, hot folds. My dick was drenched  with pre-cum oozing from the slit, and rubbing it up against moist pussy  flesh only made it drip more.

I pushed the crown into her an inch, and she drew in a quick half-breath, her eyes flying open and finding mine.

"Don't worry baby, I've got you," I soothed. I edged deeper into her wet  channel, fighting my urge to drive forward in one push. She was a  virgin and deserved to go slow. Her pussy was so tight, but the flesh  inevitably parted over mine, welcoming my dong and cushioning it in her  fiery hotness. The blonde shifted uncomfortably in my arms, but I kissed  her again, soothing her with deep hums.

I moved my hips forward again, this time easing my cock most of the way  in. It bumped against something rubbery and soft, and I pressed forward,  engaging the opening to her cervix. It was good to know that I'd be  able to shoot straight into her uterus, my virile seed impregnating the  beautiful girl.

She seemed to have the same thought simultaneously.

"Oh my god, we're not using a condom!" she said, her breath rushed and soft. "Please pull out, okay?" she begged.

"Aren't you on the pill?" I rumbled, starting up a slow rhythm in her body.

She gasped as she replied, the feel of dick moving in her taking her  breath away. "No," she said, shaking her head while riding my cock.  "I've never been with anyone before," she said softly.

The confirmation of her virginity was an aphrodisiac, and I felt my dick  grow even harder and bigger in her tiny body. I pushed forward  insistently this time, and she cried out in combined pain and pleasure.  The dicking felt good, but the first time is always hard for a woman,  especially for someone as small as her on a big shaft like my own.

I started pumping up and down hard into her, physically lifting her  waist up and down so that she was impaled over and over on my massive  tool. She loved it, throwing her blonde hair back, her hips grinding  against mine, her pussy working itself deeper and deeper onto my tool. I  was sure if I went further into her, my cockhead would burst out of her  throat, maybe even knocking out a few teeth.

We fucked ourselves closer and closer to the final release, when  suddenly orgasm took us both. She clamped down hard on my dick, her  wetness engulfing me while I shot liters of sperm into her insides. She  screamed, not caring who heard and her twat pulsed around me, pulling my  dick hard into her insides and drawing the semen into her beautiful,  fertile valley.

As we came to, I felt sated and oddly protective. The little blonde had  lost her bra in the process and was wrapped around me, her jugs pressed  to my chest. I peeled her off a bit, nuzzling her neck and then lapping  at a pink nipple, chuckling as it hardened again.

Her eyes looked at me dumbly, in shock from the amount of pleasure that  had just coursed through her veins. Undoubtedly she was a little sore,  and my chest puffed out at how difficult it would be for her to walk  tomorrow. Her fingers played in the lapel of my dinner jacket  tentatively and I lifted her chin with my finger to look deep into her  blue eyes.

"Hey," I said softly. "What's wrong?"

She averted her eyes, unable to look me straight in the eye. "We didn't  use any protection," she murmured, and I cursed under my breath. Oh  shit! I was supposed to pull out, but oddly, the fact that I hadn't  didn't bother me at all. It felt right to come in the little blonde's  fertile body, maybe seeding her with my virility.         

     



 

"It's okay," I soothed. "Just once isn't a huge risk."

She looked up at me swiftly. "But  …  I don't even know your name," she said softly.

"Oh that," I laughed. "I'm Luke," I said with a sly smile and nuzzle to  her cheek. "I'd shake your hand, but given our current position, I don't  think we need to shake, do you?"

And her shy smile was all I needed to begin my descent into overwhelming, heart-stopping love.



THE END

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Previously, in Part 1  …

The girl I'd called Wildflower had walked out on me two years ago,  leaving my bed empty and cold. I'd shuddered in her absence, my body  aching as my mind whirled with worthless thoughts. How could she have  done this? How could she have walked out on a relationship so caring,  loving and mutually respectful? My body ached each night in remembrance  of her warm, female heat.

But a chance encounter brought her back to me. Except this time the  blonde had a baby in tow  …  and one look at the child turned my world  upside down. His dark hair and grey eyes were a spitting image of me,  from the top of his head to the bottom of his toes. And no way was I  going to let Wildflower waltz off again without a battle this time  …   especially with my baby in her arms!





CHAPTER SIX


Luke




It's hard to understate the first heady days of our courtship. My  wildflower was so beautiful, so luscious, so hungry in bed that we spent  most of the time locked in my bedroom, her legs wrapped around me as I  came over and over again in her petite body.

She was nineteen then, working her way through college as a hostess, and  damned if I didn't feel it was my job to make life a little easier for  my wildflower.

After our first initial fuck at the reception, I had been relentless,  calling and pursuing her, even persuading her to move into my apartment.

"But I don't even know you," she laughed after one particularly  satisfying session in bed. She lay tangled in the sheets, her breasts  still heaving, love bites covering her neck and chest.