“Lie down and I’ll show you the split.” I said
He lay down and I stood astride him, my legs firmly wedged on each side of him. I knew my shaven mound was on display. His eyes were focused between my legs. Using my fingers, I spread the folds of my pussy and inserted one finger inside. I fingered myself for a few seconds and stopped. I could tell that he was ready to burst.
“Ready?” I asked as I got in position to do a full split.
He nodded, at a loss for words.
“Good. Keep an eye on my pussy and watch how it opens up when I descend.”
I got into position and in seconds went down to a full split slowly for his benefit, stopping shy of the tip of his cock. He looked at me in amazement, desire all over his face. I positioned my pussy right on the head of his cock and finished up the split by engulfing him into me. He let out a heavy moan. I squatted and started riding him, using his shoulders for support. I hadn’t had sex for the three months I was away for the fall semester, and I was determined to milk Nick for all he was worth. I pushed faster and faster, my strong legs supporting me as I glided back and forth on the entire length of his cock.
His cum came in warm squirts, and as soon as my pussy walls felt his warmth, they started to contract. Within seconds, I was moaning so loudly I bet our neighbors heard me. We lay in each other’s arms, spent.
“That was worth waiting for three months,” he said as he nibbled on my ear.
“You were waiting for me?” I was teasing.
“Jena, you may be my step-sister, but I can’t imagine anyone else I’d want to spend the rest of my life with.”
“I feel the same way, Nick.” I slipped my hand into his palm and squeezed his hand tight. He squeezed my hand in return. At that moment, I knew we would be together, forever, come hell or high water.
“We just have to find a way to tell our parents,” Nick said, reading my mind.
As we lay spent, I thought of all the ways that I would tell my dad that I had found the man of my dreams, his step-son, but no matter how many times I rehearsed the speech in my mind, it just didn’t come out right. I knew a lot of hearts were going to be broken, and heck, I may even be disowned, but I wanted to be honest with my family even if it meant hurting them. The sooner they knew what was going on, the sooner we could start figuring out the dynamics of our combined family. At least we weren’t blood-related so that should make things easier. I couldn’t wait for the evening when our parents returned from work. We had a lot to talk about. For now, I was already working up an appetite for Nick again!