Stranded with My Stepbrother Chapter 113

Will

I knew she’d taste like honey.

McKenzie

My high school sweetheart had always refused to go down on me, so I was shocked when Will’s tongue penetrated my folds. It swirled around my clit, and he sucked on me there for a bit before teasing his tongue up inside me.

“W-Will…” I gasped, trying to arch but then realizing why he was holding my hips down. He had no intention of being dislodged or rushed.

I moaned as he tongue-fucked me, licking like I was the best candy he’d ever tasted. He even made yummy-yummy sounds, so I knew he was enjoying himself.

It completely blew my mind.

My hips bucked slightly despite being trapped by his strong hands, and I buried my hand in his dark hair, my whole body quivering. He was going to take me there. He was going to make me…

I came hard with a cry, completely forgetting about the thin walls. Will lapped up everything I gave him, seeing my body through every last tremble.

“Mmm, honeybee, you taste so good,” he murmured, kissing the inside of my thigh after wringing every ounce of pleasure I had out of me.

Or so I thought.

He stood and looked down at me. I figured I must look like a hot mess, but he just smiled with lust burning in his eyes. “Beautiful,” he whispered. Then he stripped his shirt over his head and tossed it aside.

I saw miles and miles of muscle that I suddenly wanted to touch. I reached for him.

Will took off his pants along with his boxers, and the most monstrous dick I’d ever seen sprang free.

My jaw dropped. “Holy cow.” It wasn’t as though I’d seen a lot of pornos or something, but I’d seen enough to know he’d have gotten top dollar.

He grinned at me as his stiff cock bobbed in front of him. “That’s all because of you, honeybee.”

“Jesus, good thing we’re not doing a condom. How would we have ever found a size that fits?!” I gaped.

Will laughed. “Doing you without a condom? Highlight of my existence. Though, speaking of which, I think you might still be too tight for me.”

“Ya think?” I snorted. “I wasn’t expecting to be taking on the Empire State Building today.”

“If you don’t want to give me an even bigger head, I’d suggest you call him Lucille or something,” he chuckled.

“I knew you were a big boy, but I didn’t expect you’d be packing, you know, a Big Boy.” Internally, I despaired. How was I even going to do this?

He leaned down over me, and I snapped my thighs shut out of self-preservation. “Shh,” he said, rubbing his hand over my stomach and massaging my mound. “Just fingers. I don’t want to hurt you any more than you want to be hurt. We can make this work, don’t worry.”

I shot him a warning glance then cautiously parted my legs.

True to his word, he pressed the heel of his hand over my clit, rubbing there, then pushed two fingers inside me when I widened my thighs even more.

I clung to his shoulders, a thrill of excitement going through my body as he brought me back to that place I hadn’t expected I’d be visiting twice today. Who knew?

Apparently he did, because he wasn’t at all surprised when my inner muscles clamped down on his fingers. This time, he fused his mouth to mine to swallow my cries of pleasure as I came apart.

That had to be it. I knew I wasn’t capable of another one as I lie panting beneath him.

Of course, that was when he introduced a third thick finger, widening me even more. He hooked his fingers just right and a zing went through my whole body.

“Will… I don’t know if I can…” I moaned while my nethers were still trying to decide if they liked finger three or not.

“I know you can. You’ve got the most responsive body I’ve ever seen. And it’s all mine…” he purred, still finger-fucking me. His dick was a hard reminder against my thigh of what the ultimate goal was.

I was starting to feel like an Olympian training for the big day. I certainly wouldn’t be falling off the horse. Still, I wasn’t sure how much more my body could take. “Can we try now?” I asked.

“Now?” He frowned slightly. “Just… um… let me try something first, and we’ll see.”

Then his pinky entered me as well.

I arched my back. Holy fuck! My body protested loudly, even with him still thumbing my clit.

“Not sure that’s the greatest idea. Like I said, I don’t want to hurt you.” He withdrew his fingers, and I wasn’t sure if I was more relieved or disappointed.

“But—” I all but whined.

“Let’s just play today. We’ll have plenty more opportunities,” he suggested.

I pouted. “I can do it.”

“I’ve no doubt in my mind that you can. But I want you to enjoy it. Enjoy me. Hence, practice.” He winked at me. “Okay, Rocky?”

“Hmph.” I narrowed my eyes on him. “Fine, but I get to suck your dick.”

“Deal,” he replied eagerly.

“And I get to touch allll of that,” I continued, gesturing to the wide expanse of his muscles.

“I really wish you would,” he grinned.

“All right then. Now that’s decided.” I struggled to sit up, my body completely wrung out. He helped me.

“This is your fault, you know. You can’t give a girl mind-blowing orgasms and expect her to still be in one piece when it’s over,” I complained.

Will’s smile turned heart-meltingly sexy. “Who said it’s over?” He sat down on the bed then laid on his back with his dick still at stiff attention. He beckoned me with one crooked finger. “All right, honeybee. Have your way with me.”

It was as though he’d invited me to the world’s best amusement park. I ran my hands over the bumps and crevices of his muscular body. His brown nipples begged to be tasted. So I did.

He groaned and spiked his fingers through my hair. Then he gently tugged me away by my hair. “Get on my lap. I want to play with your tits.”

“But it’s my turn,” I pouted.

“And you’ll get another one later, but if I don’t get my mouth on those gorgeous nipples, I’m going to die,” he assured me.

I rolled my eyes and straddled his waist. I imagined his dick was a bit disappointed I hadn’t chosen that moment to take him all in.

“Lean forward. Feed them to me,” he said, his voice husky.

I leaned down, and he palmed my breasts, pushing them together so he had better access to both nipples.

Then he did positively sinful things with his tongue and teeth. Sinful. I had never known one could get that kind of pleasure just from having their breasts played with.

My core clenched. Much to my bewilderment, I came again.

“Nice,” he murmured, delivering one last lick. “I knew you’d be responsive.”

“I didn’t,” I whimpered.

“Someone didn’t do right by you. His loss.” He rolled so I was on my back, pinned beneath him.

“Hey!” I objected. “My turn!”

Will fondled me intimately and I forgot it was anyone’s turn at all. “I tell you what. I’ll let you blow me next time.”

“What?” I mumbled, nearly cross-eyed.

“You know what I want more?” he asked.

“More than a blowjob?” My mind tried to parse this idea. I couldn’t remember my ex ever wanting anything more than he wanted a blowjob.

He nodded. “More than a blowjob.”

“You want to put the tip in and cum?” I offered.

Will shivered. “That sounds fantastic, but not today. Today, I want to cum on your tits.”

“You really do like my tits, don’t you?” I wheezed as he kept pleasuring me with his fingers.

“I really, really do,” he confirmed. “I’m going to titty fuck you, then finish on your boobs.”

“Sounds messy,” I teased, pretending to think about it.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear. “I’ll clean you up after.”

It was my turn to shiver. Then shuddered as my body clamped down on his fingers and I came again with a yowl.

“Hoot is going to be so disappointed with all the noise,” Will laughed. He nibbled my neck. “But I’m not.”

“I’d hate to disappoint you.” This time, I wasn’t teasing.

“Honeybee, even if we stopped right here, I got to taste you. I could die a happy man,” he said.

I smiled at him. “Charmer.”

“You know it.” He straddled me, putting most of his weight on his knees, then pressed my breasts together.

I figured I could help. Before he could push his cock between my tits, I reached out and stroked it from base to tip. I couldn’t get my hand all the way around it! But what I lacked in distance I made up for with enthusiasm.

Will groaned and shook, precum dripping from his tip onto my skin. “Honeybee, if you keep doing that, I’m going to cum on your face.”

“So? Cum on my face,” I responded boldly.

He let out a strained laugh then let go of my breasts so he could grab my wrist. “I tell you what. We’ll explore every damn place I can come on or in you. But we’ve got time. And right now, I want to fuck your titties.”

“So bossy,” I grinned, but let go of his dick. I pressed my breasts together myself instead. “Like this?”

“Your last lover was a moron if he never tried this,” he snorted, repositioning my hands just slightly. He took some of his leaking precum and got his cock wet. Then he threaded his fingers through mine, and we held my breasts together.

Will pressed his wet cock between my breasts. He began leaking more, which aided the smoothe journey back and forth.

I felt powerful as his tip kept poking out in between a few inches. I locked eyes with him, then slowly licked the precum right off the tip of him on a down stroke.

“Jesus,” he groaned. “Honeybee, I need you to close your eyes, just in case.”

I closed my eyes, and sure enough, with a rough grunt, I felt Will’s hot cum jet onto my chest and face.

“Open your mouth,” he murmured.

Doing as he asked, I felt his hard tip bump against my lower lip. Then cum spurted into my mouth, and I coughed.

“Swallow it,” he ordered.

That made me quiver all the way down to my core, and I did my best to swallow every drop of his stream.

Then it was over. We both panted in the aftermath, and I could feel the muscles of Will’s legs twitch on either side of me.

“Shower,” he said, his voice no longer harsh and authoritative.

“Can I open my eyes yet?” I asked, reaching up to wipe cum away.

He stopped my hands. “No. Keep them closed.”

“How am I supposed to see where I’m g—” The rest ended in a shriek of surprise as the bed rocked and then he hoisted me over his shoulder. “Will!”

Will spanked my ass lightly. “Hush. Let me take care of you.”

I moaned. Okay, so apparently I like spanking. Or maybe it was just that I was so overstimulated.

“Good girl.” He carried me into what I assumed was a very seedy bathroom, but I also trusted him not to let me step in or on anything gross. Hell, I trusted him completely.

He started the water without even having to put me down. I could hear it run. And run. And run.

Will swore. “Okay, honeybee, I’m afraid we’re in for a lukewarm experience.”

I made a face. “Great.”

“We’ll just have to make up for it with body heat,” he decided.

I froze. “We’re going to do more?!”

He chuckled. “You bet your sweet pink bottom we’re doing more.”