Double Huge:A Twin Stepbrother Romance(17)

"Head down, ass up!" I barked. She tremblingly obeyed, the golden globes  of her ass swaying temptingly as she positioned herself for my  invasion.

Without bothering to lube up, I grabbed my dick in my hand and thrust  forcefully into her back chamber. She screamed with pain, an anal virgin  no longer. As a courtesy, I paused for a moment, letting her body  adjust to my ten inch dick, but then thrust forward again, fully  impaling myself up to the balls in her ass. She screamed as I shoved  into her GI tract, the head of my dick fully buried in her lower  intestine.

I began swinging my hips, fucking her roughly. Slap slap slap! Went my  thighs against her smooth round bottom. The sucking sound of her ass as I  repeatedly drilled her was music to my ears, her ring gripping my cock  hungrily. My balls hit her clit with each deep penetration and from the  tone of her moans, I could tell that Wildflower was beginning to enjoy  this.         

     



 

"Yeah slut, you know you love it," I growled. Her boobs swung heavily  beneath her tiny torso, and I ran a hand up her back before slipping  under to pinch one of her nipples.

"Oh!" she shrieked, her ass contracting in shock as I twisted and pulled  angrily, the pink stub hard and stiff under my fingers. Unwilling to be  gentle, I reached beneath her to rub heavily at her clit. I could feel  my balls slapping my hand as I worked away at her wetness, my heavy  fingers rough and unrelenting on the sensitive piece of flesh.

Unable to hold back any longer, I began grunting, my thrusts growing  more desperate and insistent in her hot body. My fingers tore away at  her pussy, punishing the hot folds, slipping through her most private  parts without abandon. I felt my balls tighten with final release and  with a roar, I came hotly into her ass, my seed pumping in giant spurts  deep into her anal chamber.

Her ass contracted hotly around my member, her own orgasm causing her  tiny body to shudder and twist violently under my own. Her sphincter  clenched repeatedly around my cock, pulling the jets of cum deeper and  deeper into her body, her pussy vibrating wildly against my fingers. She  gave a loud shriek as she came, tossing her head back, blonde hair  spilling over golden shoulders.

As we recovered, I pulled my dick from her anus, enjoying the sight of  anal gape in a former virgin. Her hole was wide and I could see about  two inches inside, the darkness red and inflamed.

"Sit up," I commanded. Still shocked from the pummeling, she mindlessly  obeyed, flipping over so that she was on her back. I lifted her legs  high and watched with satisfaction as cum began to drip from her ass,  sliding wetly down the smooth globes of her butt.

"Pump your sphincter," I commanded roughly. She wasn't sure what to do,  and vainly tried to flex her abdomen. "Push down hard like you need to  do number two," I ordered.

"No!" she cried softly, aghast at the dirtiness of it all. I gave her a  warning glance and she shut her trap, her cheeks flushing as she began  to strain. Sure enough, her anal gape trembled, the muscles inside  pulsing gently before they began to throb hard, almost clapping inside  her body. Slowly, a glob of white rose within her and pooled wetly at  her opening before trailing slimily down her cheeks.

Ah, an anal creampie from an anal virgin. The bitch had gotten what she deserved.





CHAPTER TEN


Alana




I cried after he left me, tears streaming hotly down my cheeks. I buried  my head in the pillow and stifled my sobs, my shoulders heaving  helplessly as the man showered in the adjoining en suite. How could he  sing when I'd just been anally raped?

The truth was that I'd loved it. I loved sex with this man, and nothing  had changed despite two years of loneliness and silence apart. I'd ached  for him during that time, sometimes waking up in a sweat, my mind  reeling with memories of his sweet words and incredible body.

The shower shut off abruptly and I turned away so that Luke couldn't see  my tear-stained face, huddling in a small ball underneath the covers.

"Get up Alana, get dressed," he ground out, roughly throwing a dress at  me. I gasped when I saw that it was the red sequined evening gown he'd  bought for me long ago. We'd talked endlessly about our future together,  and part of my duties as his girlfriend was to accompany him to various  industry events. I'd run away before we'd set foot in public together,  determined not to ruin his career with the smear of incest.

But as he opened the closet, I saw that fully half of the closet was  still filled with my clothes. He'd never thrown them out! He'd kept them  there as a reminder of me, as if hoping one day I would return and take  my place by his side. I could see the rows upon rows of clothes he'd  bought me, fine silks and satins much too expensive for me to afford.

I slowly got out of bed and slipped the red gown over my naked form.  During my pregnancy my boobs had gone up a cup size and never deflated,  so I was now a permanent DD. They swelled against the low cut  décolletage, pushing firmly against the sequined material. I zipped  myself up, lifting my head to see Luke staring at me ravenously once  again.

His eyes ravished me from head to toe, as if he hadn't just fucked me  fifteen minutes earlier. I flushed hotly, feeling my cunny tingle. Would  I ever become accustomed to this man?         

     



 

He growled deep in his throat and turned away roughly, fastening his cuff links. "You're too skinny," he rumbled.

I almost laughed with relief. Skinny I was not. I'd put on about ten  pounds since the baby, and the dress clung lovingly to my new curves,  emphasizing the swells of breast and hip.

I reached behind him shyly into the closet and got out a matching red  purse and high-heeled shoes. I stepped into them, completing the outfit  and stood silently as he finished pulling on his tux jacket. He was so  handsome that I nearly swooned, but I chastised myself. "He doesn't love  you," I reminded myself. "You're only here because of Georgie."

Luke hustled me outside into a waiting limo, and I obediently sank into the plush leather.

"Where are we going?" I asked timidly, folding my hands in my lap.

He ignored me, staring out the windows as the cityscape rolled by. The  limo slowed, and I saw that we were in front of the University Club, a  prestigious private club in the City. The chauffeur helped me out, and I  stood uncertainly, unsure what to do next.

Luke took my hand and placed it in the crook of his arm, walking up the steps to the main gate.

"Sir," said the concierge. "Welcome."

"Good to see you, Fellowes," replied Luke. "Where's the event at?"

"Fourth floor, sir, please proceed this way."

He shepherded me to the elevators and stood silently, the look on his  face ominous as we waited for the elevator. When the doors pinged open, I  was greeted by an opulent room, fresh flowers and crystal chandeliers  dripping from the ceiling.

The guests were in fancy dress, the men in tuxes and the women in gowns.  Were we at a charity event? I wanted to ask but was determined to keep  my silence given that Luke was ignoring me.

A gorgeous brunette rushed over, brushing me aside while kissing Luke on  both cheeks, pressing her breasts against his arm. I flushed with a  pang of jealousy before controlling myself. Down girl! I commanded. Just  because you've been celibate for two years doesn't mean that NYC's most  eligible bachelor has.

"Hi baby," she drawled. "How've you been? Why haven't I heard from you?"  she asked him. Her eyes were the green of emeralds, glinting and hard  in her perfectly chiseled face.

"Sabrina," said Luke smoothly. "May I introduce Alana, my guest for the night?"

"Oh hi," she pouted. Grudgingly, she acknowledged my presence with an  air kiss, her perfume expensive but cloying. Turning back to Luke, she  nudged his arm with her breast again. "So honey," she practically  panted. "Where have you been these past two days?"

He's been with me and his son! I wanted to scream. But I stood silently  at Luke's side, trembling although I felt as stiff as a board. Not  losing a beat, Luke said, "Oh here and there. Yeah, sorry I haven't  called, I didn't mean to bail on that movie premiere."

He'd had a DATE with this woman? I almost wanted to break down right  then and there, but stood proudly, my face flushed and hot. As if  sensing my need to get away, Luke said, "I'll catch you later ok  Sabrina? Lovely seeing you."

He grasped me by the elbow and steered me to the punch bowl, where  fortunately, not a lot of people stood. I gasped for air and bit out at  him, "So that's your girlfriend?"

He chuckled and looked at me with an eyebrow askance. "Jealous are we?"

"No!" I whispered furiously, turning my back on him to get some punch.  The way this was turning out, the more alcohol the better.

"Listen Wildflower," he hissed under his breath. "YOU were the one who  walked out on me, not the other way around! If I've taken lovers in the  past few years, it's because I didn't know you were coming back, much  less with my son in tow! So get yourself together," he bit out harshly.