Not long ago my mother had remarried to a guy she had met at an art grade. He was alright. We had met our step-dad, Chris a few times, sometimes after the art class, or we had invited him over. He 'd never actually had us over at his as a family. My brother Jonathan was n't too keen on him. Neither was I, considering he had 3 other sons. I was not looking forward to having 4 brothers. However, the eldest one Connor caught my eye. He had that certain bad boy aura about him. It made me imperfect at the knees every time I saw him in his trackies. shit I 'd have sex to see what was underneath those I thought to myself. Dark haired and tall and just generally sexy. Then it occurred to me that would be wrong on so many horizontal surface but that did n't stop my judgement wondering. I always imagined him walking in on me doing something extra naughty and things would move on from there. This weekend however, was the first clock time our step-dad invited us over for dinner and to spend the night so we could all attachment. I was super excited to see Connor.

On the way there I could already find tingles forming in my slit thinking about him. We got there after a beneficial 2 hr in the car and Chris was waiting for us on the doorstep. He waved us in and gave my mum a peck on the cheek. As I walked down the corridor there was a way with the door subject and I could get word mortal getting frustrated. I poked my head through the door and there he was, lounging in his chair, controller in his hand and legs wide open. God if no one was house I 'd have gotten in between them immediately. I shot him a look trying not to get flushed. `` Alright, Connor ? '' He looked at me for a second then went back to looking at his TV. `` Alright ? '' He said. I rolled my eyes and went onward to the kitchen to recognize the other two boys, James and Ryan. Chris was starting to get everything ready for dinner and my mum helped him with the ingredients. Jonathan went out into the backyard to kick a ball about with St. James the Apostle and Ryan and I was left on my own, so I went to bug Connor.

I walked in while he was mid-game and sat on the arm of his chair. `` You 're diddlyshit let me play, '' I said. He laughed at me, `` yeah yeah, I 'd destruct you, watch. '' In my mind I was thinking in more ways than one please. `` Give me that controller and put a private match on, let 's make it fun too. '' As he handed me his second control he squinted and said, `` like a bet ? '' I smirked `` Sure, if I win I want ... you to adopt me out a ride with your bike, '' `` And if I win you do whatever I decide WHEN I win. '' I shook his hand, `` Deal, get ready to take your arsed kicked ! '' The compeer started and it was intense. I got sweaty, probably as sweaty as if I was having sex. It was a close match, I was a few killing behind him. The musical score became neck and cervix and this last-place shot would specify all. But I got him. I shot up and screamed. `` I smashed you, you fucker ! '' I then sat on him and moved around obnoxiously taking the piss out of him and boy was I enjoying it. Just to add to the here and now I teased him a minuscule with my tush, subtly grinding on him. I could state he was enjoying it. He put his work force on my hips and made no effort to stop me. I turned around straddling him and looked him deep in the eyes and he did too. His brim looked so damn well. They were pretty nice for a White person boy. I was so shut to leaning in. For a split second, I lost my nous and brushed his lips leaving him wanting more. As I got up, he pulled my hand but I pulled away, smirking at him. The fact that this was all faulty made it so practically hotter. I had to settle whether I wanted to produce a move now which was high-risk as hell, or waiting until everyone had gone to slumber. Fuck it. It was now or never, this was the moment. We were both longing for it and it would n't be a while until dinner was set. Or so I hoped. Waiting any yearner and the feelings would 've died.

I locked the door and began walking back towards him. He had that spirit of hungriness on his face, so did I. He watched me take my jumper and shirt off slowly, smiling and biting his lip while doing so. I was now down to my bra, jeans and shoes. Before I took those off, I went over to sit on his lap, lightly brushing his obvious bulge with my bridge player. I put my sleeve around his neck and he kissed me, his warm tongue dancing with mine for just a brief moment. `` Once we do this we are n't going back, I hope you 're OK with this, '' he whispered. boldness to face I replied, `` right now, there 's nothing I want More than for you to roll in the hay me, so shut up and get a move on. '' He chuckled and his hands made his way down my spinal column and to my arse, giving my boldness a house squeeze play. I let out a easygoing moan as I kissed his neck opening. He pulled back and started taking off his hoodie. I slid my hands under his shirt, still at his neck opening. Connor started pulling at my bra straps, sliding them down my arm and pulling the cupful off of my bosom. I was exposed and loving it. `` Jesus of Nazareth they look just as good as I imagined. '' I giggled, `` gladiola you like them. '' He cupped them and started giving them indulgent clinch while adding a nipple rub here and there. He planted his Kuki on my berm, giving me delicate kiss as he unhooked my bra.

It drove me completely insane but I had to remember people were just down the hall. He tugged at the dorsum on my jeans, signalling for them to be gone. I got up and turned around so he had a full on view of my arse. I removed my thrill and slowly pulled my jeans down, moving my articulatio coxae while doing so for added event. Once they were off, I turned back towards him and got on my knees. `` semen on, I 'm dying to see that putz of yours. '' I said inching closer towards him. He moved his hands out the way and laid back. `` Come and get it if you want it that bad, '' he smirked. That boy was a otiose tinker's damn but somehow it made me wetter doing all the work. I wasted no prison term in removing his trackies with his boxershorts as I was dying for that cock and god it was beautiful. There it was, difficult against his belly, T-shirt still on. Pink head that looked sweet and the shot, a utter length and girth. Not forgetting those beautiful balls. I pulled my hair back and ran my tongue up the light beam while looking up and him. Continuing up until the tip, also running my tongue around it. He let out a few breaths turning me on even more. I took his cock in my hand and put it in my strong wet rima oris in one go and started sucking slowly, occasionally fondling his balls gently. He was loving it, moaning softly with one hand on my nous pushing slightly. He would also hurtle gently into my mouth, making me gag a little. By now I was going at a reasonable speed, using my hand and my mouth sometimes only sucking on the tip. While he was in my mouth, I could taste a little of the pre-cum. It had a rather salty taste to it, but I 'd waste no time in swallowing his freight. I felt his cock twitching inside my backtalk. After a good five transactions, I stopped and looked up at him. `` I do n't want you to have all the fun. '' `` Well you intimately get up here and sit on this shaft. '' As I got up, he removed his top and I once again turned around so he could have a eyeshot on my almost bare arse. He pulled my red scanty to the side and started rubbing up and down my pussy. `` Fuck you 're so wet. '' I could n't react, only moan. It felt so undecomposed to take in mortal else dramatic play with my wet snatch and button. A toe curling feeling.

He leaned in and gave my pink slit a few teasing punch before sliding two finger inside. He slowly fingered me whilst I had my hired hand down my pants rubbing my clit and trying my hardest to hold back my moans. He pulled his finger's breadth out and pulled me back too. `` Keep your panty on, it 's aphrodisiac as shtup. '' I giggled, `` anything for you, just get inside of me, do n't make me beg. '' I could experience the tip of his cock on my entranceway slowly going in. He pushed the head in and back out and repeated. He was teasing me so hard and it felt undecomposed. `` Connor, please, '' I moaned. `` You like that ? You 're so lie with tight, '' Connor moaned as he slowly pushed the rest of his cock in. `` Fuuuck.. '' I moaned as I played with my pap. I could sense the end character of his cock go in as he thrusted himself inside. I bit on my finger as he began to fuck me overnice and slow, pulling out each meter. `` Fuck, Connor, you know how to make me feel so honest, '' I moaned, heart closed, common sense heightened. He increased his speed, and I could feel his egg hitting me each clock time. `` dickhead, Jade, never would 've imagined your pussy could piddle me feel this damn good, '' he said as he began to get rough, gripping my waist firmly. It only made me hornier. `` Oh my god, Connor, fuck this pussy in force baby, fuck it like you own it. '' I moaned.

As we were both getting to the flower of the moment, the doorknob started to rattle. `` Shit ! '' I jumped. It was followed by a whack. `` Connor ? plug ? Dinner 's about the be ready in like, ten minutes, so come to the kitchen. '' It was Ryan. `` Why is it locked ? Connor, you dickhead. '' Little did he know Connor was still fucking me good. `` water off you fiddling shit. I 'm coming. '' Connor called back, suppressing his pleasure well. He pulled out of me and I was taken aback. `` well I guess we 'll induce to finish this a bit later, wo n't we ? '' He chuckled, rubbing the tip of his cock along my still wet pussy. `` layover comb-out, I hate you. '' I replied, moving myself away from him. I was trying to get my clothes on while being on the brink on cumming. I was pissed. Connor had gotten dressed before me and headed for the door. `` See ya in the kitchen, do n't convey too long. '' I flipped him off as he shut the door. He opened it again briefly before exiting for good and said, `` by the way ... I let you win. '' He smirked as left. I let out a bilk groan as I rolled my eyes to the book binding of my read/write head. `` What a loser, '' I muttered. Here comes the real challenge, eating dinner with my step-brother and performing as if we did n't just sleep together. Great. But I could n't wait to see where our new found hobby would go .