Not long ago my mother had remarried to a guy she had met at an art course of instruction. He was alright. We had met our step-dad, Chris a few fourth dimension, 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 lament on him. Neither was I, considering he had 3 former sons. I was not looking forward to having 4 crony. However, the eldest one Connor caught my eye. He had that certain bad boy nimbus about him. It made me weak at the knees every time I saw him in his trackies. Damn I 'd jazz to see what was underneath those I thought to myself. wickedness haired and marvellous and just generally sexy. Then it occurred to me that would be wrong on so many levels but that did n't stop my judgment wondering. I always imagined him walking in on me doing something extra naughty and thing would move on from there. This weekend however, was the low gear metre our step-dad call for us over for dinner party and to expend the night so we could all adherence. I was super excited to see Connor.

On the way there I could already feel tingle forming in my twat thinking about him. We got there after a well 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 room with the threshold open and I could get wind mortal getting frustrated. I poked my head through the door and there he was, lounging in his electric chair, controller in his hand and wooden leg wide open. God if no one was home I 'd consume 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 recognise the former two boys, St. James and Ryan. Chris was starting to get everything ready for dinner party and my mum helped him with the fixings. Jonathan went out into the backyard to kick a ball about with William James 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 tinker's dam let me play, '' I said. He laughed at me, `` yeah yeah, I 'd destroy you, keep an eye on. '' In my mind I was thinking in more ways than one please. `` Give me that controller and put a private mates on, let 's make it fun too. '' As he handed me his second controller he squinted and said, `` like a bet ? '' I smirked `` Sure, if I win I want ... you to take me out a ride with your motorcycle, '' `` And if I win you do whatever I decide WHEN I win. '' I shook his hired man, `` Deal, get gear up to have your arsed kicked ! '' The match started and it was vivid. I got sweaty, probably as sweaty as if I was having sex. It was a close peer, I was a few putting to death behind him. The grievance became neck and neck opening and this last guesswork would determine 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 pee out of him and boy was I enjoying it. Just to add to the minute I teased him a little with my rump, subtly grinding on him. I could tell he was enjoying it. He put his hands on my pelvic arch and made no exertion to quit me. I turned around straddling him and looked him deep in the eyes and he did too. His lips looked so damn honest. They were pretty nice for a white boy. I was so close to leaning in. For a cleave secondly, I lost my mind and brushed his lips leaving him wanting more. As I got up, he pulled my hired hand but I pulled away, smirking at him. The fact that this was all wrong made it so a lot hotter. I had to settle whether I wanted to pretend a move now which was wild as nether region, or wait 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 party was ready. Or so I hoped. Waiting any recollective and the feeling would 've died.

I locked the doorway and began walking back towards him. He had that spirit of hunger on his human face, so did I. He watched me choose my pinafore 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 mitt. I put my arms around his neck and he kissed me, his warm spit dancing with mine for just a abbreviated moment. `` Once we do this we are n't going back, I hope you 're OK with this, '' he whispered. Face to present I replied, `` right now, there 's nil I want more than for you to get it on me, so shut up and get a move on. '' He chuckled and his hands made his way down my rachis and to my posterior, giving my nerve a business firm squeeze. I let out a lenient groan as I kissed his neck. He pulled back and started taking off his hoodie. I slid my hands under his shirt, still at his neck. Connor started pulling at my bra strap, sliding them down my arm and pulling the cup off of my breasts. I was exposed and loving it. `` Good Shepherd they look just as respectable as I imagined. '' I giggled, `` gladiolus you like them. '' He cupped them and started giving them diffuse squeezes while adding a teat rub here and there. He planted his Kuki on my shoulder, giving me soft kisses 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 vertebral column 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 rush and slowly pulled my jean down, moving my coxa while doing so for add effect. Once they were off, I turned back towards him and got on my knees. `` Come on, I 'm dying to see that cock 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 dirt but somehow it made me wetter doing all the work. I wasted no time in removing his trackies with his boxers as I was dying for that cock and god it was beautiful. There it was, hard against his venter, T-shirt still on. pinko fountainhead that looked sweet and the quill, a gross length and girth. Not forgetting those beautiful balls. I pulled my hair back and ran my lingua up the dick while looking up and him. Continuing up until the tip, also running my clapper around it. He let out a few breathing time turning me on even more. I took his putz in my hired man and put it in my warm up wet lip in one go and started sucking slowly, occasionally fondling his balls gently. He was loving it, moaning softly with one bridge player on my chief pushing slightly. He would also thrust gently into my mouth, making me gag a little. By now I was going at a reasonable speed, using my mitt 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 load. I felt his hammer twitching inside my mouthpiece. After a expert five hour, I stopped and looked up at him. `` I do n't desire you to have all the fun. '' `` fountainhead you honorable get up here and sit on this cock. '' As I got up, he removed his top and I once again turned around so he could have a position on my almost air arse. He pulled my red step-in to the side and started rubbing up and down my pussy. `` fucking you 're so wet. '' I could n't respond, only moan. It felt so good to make somebody else shimmer with my wet pussy and clit. A toe curling feeling.

He leaned in and gave my rap pussy a few tantalization poke before sliding two digit inside. He slowly fingered me whilst I had my hand down my pants rubbing my clit and trying my hardest to admit back my groan. He pulled his digit out and pulled me back too. `` Keep your panties on, it 's sexy as shag. '' I giggled, `` anything for you, just get inside of me, do n't ready me beg. '' I could feel the tip of his cock on my ingress slowly going in. He pushed the nous in and back out and repeated. He was teasing me so hard and it felt sound. `` Connor, please, '' I moaned. `` You like that ? You 're so have it away tight, '' Connor moaned as he slowly pushed the relief of his prick in. `` Fuuuck.. '' I moaned as I played with my teat. I could feel the last part of his cock go in as he thrusted himself inside. I bit on my finger as he began to fuck me nice and slow down, pulling out each time. `` ass, Connor, you know how to pee-pee me feel so undecomposed, '' I moaned, eyes closed, grass heightened. He increased his speed, and I could feel his lump hitting me each metre. `` mother fucker, strumpet, never would 've imagined your pussy could make me palpate this red cent good, '' he said as he began to get rough, gripping my waist hard. It only made me ruttish. `` Oh my god, Connor, fuck this pussy good baby, fuck it like you own it. '' I moaned.

As we were both getting to the superlative of the moment, the doorhandle started to rattle. `` diddly-squat ! '' I jumped. It was followed by a knock. `` Connor ? Jade ? dinner 's about the be ready in ilk, ten bit, so come to the kitchen. '' It was Ryan. `` Why is it locked ? Connor, you dickhead. '' Little did he sleep with Connor was still fucking me skillful. `` pee off you minuscule asshole. I 'm coming. '' Connor called back, suppressing his joy well. He pulled out of me and I was taken aback. `` fountainhead I guess we 'll have to terminate this a bit later, wo n't we ? '' He chuckled, rubbing the tip of his tool along my still wet snatch. `` hitch ribbing, I hate you. '' I replied, moving myself away from him. I was trying to get my wearing apparel 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 take away too long. '' I flipped him off as he shut the door. He opened it again briefly before exiting for proficient and said, `` by the way ... I let you win. '' He smirked as left hand. I let out a frustrated moan as I rolled my center to the dorsum of my fountainhead. `` What a nonstarter, '' I muttered. Here comes the literal challenge, eating dinner party with my step-brother and acting as if we did n't just roll in the hay. Great. But I could n't waitress to see where our new found hobby would go .