A Stepbrother for Christmas(13)

Her body jerked with each impact and I felt her constricting around me. She was about to come. I wanted to last through it and keep thrusting deeper and deeper, but her grip on my cock was too much. I came with a yell, spurting hot jets of cum deep inside her pussy. Jackson heard me and his ass stopped its motion as he came down her throat. He groaned to the ceiling as he gave one final thrust.

“Shit, she just swallowed all of me,” he said and climbed off.

His dick was already getting its second wind. Mine was too, coming back to life at the view laid out before us. Jessica took in gulps of air, her pussy glistening wet and a thin line of cum trailing down her chin.

“I have to get some of that mouth before we’re done here.”

“I want her tight ass,” Jackson said as we switched positions. “Turn her over.”

We lifted her and flipped her onto her belly. Jackson pulled her sideways, so her face and ass were both hanging off opposite ends of the table.

She looked up at me.

“Please,” she whispered.

I gripped her hair. “Please come in your mouth? Will do. Now open up, Jessica. Maybe you can write about all this in your next little exposé. Now that would be worth reading.”

She opened her mouth, her pink tongue ready to receive me.

“Fuck, her ass is ready.” Jackson nudged his cock into her as I put mine in her mouth.

“Fuck,” I said and gripped both sides of her head. “Her mouth is hot as fire.”

Jackson groaned and sank into her. She moaned low in her throat.

“Hear that?” Jackson asked.

“Sure did.” I grabbed her hands and pressed them on my ass. I pushed my head to the back of her throat and deeper. Jackson hadn’t been kidding about her abilities.

“She loves it.” He began pushing into her, which sent my cock deeper down her throat in a steady rhythm.

Jackson put both hands on her hips, leveraging himself into her as far as he could go. “I may as well give her something since she’s been so very cooperative.” Jackson licked his fingers and reached under her, stroking her as he fucked her tight little ass.

She moaned around my cock again and I took the opportunity to fuck her mouth just as hard as I’d done her pussy. Her tongue laved along the bottom of my shaft as I gave her every inch I had. She took it. Her blue eyes never left mine. Fuck, the look on her face was going to make me spend before we’d even gotten started.

I gave several short strokes, letting her silky tongue hit my head. I knew I was leaking pre-cum. She swallowed it all even as I surged further into her. Those eyes never left me. I felt her nails digging into me, pushing me into her mouth harder and harder.

I slowed my pace and let Jackson take over. His strong, steady strokes, the sound of his skin on hers, and the slurps she made sucking me was the hottest fucking thing I’d ever heard in my life.

“If you don’t ease off, I’m going to come again,” I said.

“I can’t stop. Her ass is too tight.” Jackson pumped faster.

She swallowed my head, lodging it inside her. My balls drew up tight against me, ready to spill. I gave one more final push, hitting the sweet spot in her throat before letting go and spurting inside her. I doused her with cum, letting it flow down her throat as I shouted. Jackson bounced off her ass a few more times and came with a loud bark, filling her ass just as I’d filled her pussy and her mouth.

I withdrew from her and let her head hang down. I zipped up. Jackson pulled out, too, before pulling his pants back up. She lay where we’d left her.

“What are you going to do with her now?” I asked, still perusing her body. I already wanted more.

Jackson rubbed a hand over his blonde stubble. “I was going to take her to lockup, but after that little performance she just gave, I have half a mind to keep her a while longer.”

“I’m with you. I’ll be hearing her sounds in my head for days.”

“Either way, she won’t be writing another word about you.”

A sound came from her, something altogether out of place in this situation. She was laughing.

“You’re going to pay me a fuck ton of money, is what you’re going to do.” Jessica stood and stretched leisurely, as if she’d just been awakened from a sweet nap.





Chapter Four



Jessica





What men didn’t understand, and what these two definitely didn’t, was that I liked it rough. Loved it, in fact. After all the times I'd masturbated to thoughts of these two, imagined their cocks embedded deep inside me, I didn’t think the real thing could be any better. I was wrong. I almost hated to drop the bomb on them about the blackmail. Almost.

I’d known about their little arrangement for months. Did they think they were the only ones who knew how to plant bugs and other listening devices? I’d anticipated their “trap” since the moment they set it in motion.

I turned toward the door, where my purse lay. “You see that bag over there, boys?”

Alexi approached me and gripped my hair hard. His eyes flickered down to my mouth. He still wanted me. “What of it?”

“It’s recorded the entirety of these goings on, including your confessions of working together in multiple criminal enterprises.”

Jackson made a move toward it.

I made a tsk noise and pulled against Alexi’s grip to lick his lips. He growled at me.

“Silly boys. Destroying it won’t help. It’s already been digitally uploaded to a server somewhere far, far away. And if you don’t release me, it’ll go to my editor first thing in the morning.”

Jackson dug through my bag and found the recorder along with the cell phone attached to it. He slammed them against the wall, shattering the tech to bits.

“Y-you set us up?” Alexi’s voice quaked with anger.

I smiled. “Oh, look who isn’t as stupid as he seems.” I grazed his lips again with my tongue.

“Print is dying, boys.” I slid back onto the table, Alexi’s grip falling from my hair as he realized how well I had him trapped. “I couldn’t be a starving journalist forever. I have much greater ambitions. And an infusion of your cash, Alexi, is just what I need to get started. I know every cent you’ve ever stolen. My stories about you haven’t even scratched the surface. You know that. This way, you’re safe, I’m out of your hair, and I have exactly what I want.”

Alexi crossed his arms over his broad chest. “How much?”

I crossed my legs. His eyes went to my pussy. It was still wet, still wanting.

“$25 million, wired to my account.”

Alexi laughed. “Impossible.”

I pouted. “Entirely possible, and far less than a tenth of your net worth. I could have asked for more, you know. Raping poor innocent me on video and admitting to working with the police to commit your crimes? I should raise my demand just to be a bitch.”

Jackson and Alexi exchanged a look.

“But.” I stroked down Alexi’s front, feeling his muscles bunch beneath his shirt. “Money isn’t all I’m after.”

“More, Jessica?” A fire lit in his eyes.

“More. I expect both of you to be at my house one week from tonight. I’ll leave town after that. But before I go, I want another taste.” I looked at Jackson over my shoulder. “Of both of you.”

I turned back to Alexi and saw his cock bulging in his pants. I wanted another taste of it right then and there, but I had to wait. This deal needed to be done, the money had to be transferred, and then I could indulge in my fantasies one more time before I left the country.

“Now give me your shirt, Mr. Karasov. I need to get home and clean up before I go to bed and masturbate thinking about the two of you.”

Alexi’s dark eyes opened wider.

“Watch the video if you don’t believe me. I know you have my house wired. Shirt.” I held my hand out.

He obeyed, yanking his black t-shirt over his head and giving it me. “Good boy. Now, Jackson, drive me back to my car.”





Chapter Five



Alexi





I was obsessed before. Now, Jessica was all I could think about. I’d wired the money to her account and then began counting the days until Jackson and I were supposed to show up at her house.

I watched her on the live feeds. She spoke to us, now, telling us what we were doing to her as she touched herself. She moaned my name, Jackson’s name. She teased us every day, every night. I’d fucked her in my mind every which way possible as I stroked myself. Just hearing her cries and remembering how she’d played us that night at the warehouse set me on fire.

When the time came to show up at her house, I was ready to explode, to give her every bit of what she deserved and have her screaming my name.

Jackson rang the doorbell. I looked around. Jessica lived in a small cottage on the outskirts of town. Her neighbors were a good enough distance away that I didn’t worry about being seen. It wouldn’t have stopped me anyway. I’d lost sleep thinking about filling her with my cock. Nothing could have kept me from her.

She came to the door wearing nothing. She’d waxed her pussy. It was totally bare, the red curls gone. My cock roared to life even more in my pants. Her nipples were hard, pink pearls atop her alabaster tits. I wanted to fuck them and lash them with my cum.

“Come on in, boys.” She stepped back and walked off toward the back of the house. Her hips swayed; her lush ass begging to be fucked.