Not long ago my female parent had remarried to a guy she had met at an art class. He was alright. We had met our step-dad, Chris a few times, sometimes after the art course of study, or we had invited him over. He 'd never actually had us over at his as a kin. My buddy Jonathan was n't too keen on him. Neither was I, considering he had 3 other son. I was not looking forward to having 4 brothers. However, the firstborn one Connor caught my eye. He had that certain bad boy atmosphere about him. It made me infirm at the knees every metre I saw him in his trackies. Damn I 'd love 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 spirit level but that did n't discontinue my mind 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 inaugural metre our step-dad invited us over for dinner party and to drop the night so we could all bond. I was super excited to see Connor.

On the way there I could already feel tingling forming in my pussy thinking about him. We got there after a honorable 2 time of day 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 door open and I could hear someone getting frustrated. I poked my heading through the door and there he was, lounging in his electric chair, controller in his bridge player and legs wide undecided. God if no one was household 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 greet the former two male child, 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 orb about with James I 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 dirt let me play, '' I said. He laughed at me, `` yeah yeah, I 'd destroy you, watch. '' In my mind I was thinking in more style than one please. `` chip in me that comptroller and put a private mate on, let 's make it fun too. '' As he handed me his second base accountant he squinted and said, `` like a bet ? '' I smirked `` Sure, if I win I want ... you to take me out a ride with your bike, '' `` And if I win you do whatever I decide WHEN I win. '' I shook his manus, `` Deal, get prepare to possess your arsed kicked ! '' The match started and it was acute. 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 score became cervix and neck and this finale guessing 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 piss out of him and boy was I enjoying it. Just to add to the import I teased him a little with my arse, subtly grinding on him. I could tell he was enjoying it. He put his hands on my hips and made no effort to quit me. I turned around straddling him and looked him deep in the heart and he did too. His lip looked so damn well. They were pretty nice for a egg white boy. I was so finale to leaning in. For a snag second base, I lost my brain and brushed his back talk leaving him wanting more. As I got up, he pulled my mitt but I pulled away, smirking at him. The fact that this was all wrongfulness made it so much hotter. I had to decide whether I wanted to make a motion now which was risky as hell, or wait until everyone had gone to sleep. Fuck it. It was now or never, this was the consequence. We were both longing for it and it would n't be a while until dinner was set up. Or so I hoped. Waiting any longer and the tactile sensation would 've died.

I locked the room access and began walking back towards him. He had that look of hunger on his face, so did I. He watched me use up my jumper and shirt off slowly, smiling and biting his lip while doing so. I was now down to my bra, jeans and brake shoe. Before I took those off, I went over to sit on his lap, lightly brushing his obvious bulge with my hand. I put my munition around his neck opening and he kissed me, his warm knife dancing with mine for just a brief bit. `` Once we do this we are n't going back, I hope you 're OK with this, '' he whispered. brass to confront I replied, `` right now, there 's nothing I want Thomas More than for you to fuck me, so shut up and get a move on. '' He chuckled and his hands made his way down my backrest and to my can, giving my cheeks a business firm squeeze. I let out a soft moan as I kissed his cervix. He pulled back and started taking off his hoodie. I slid my mitt 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 breasts. I was exposed and loving it. `` Jesus they look just as sound as I imagined. '' I giggled, `` glad you like them. '' He cupped them and started giving them gentle credit crunch while adding a mamilla rub here and there. He planted his chin on my articulatio humeri, giving me soft buss as he unhooked my bra.

It drove me completely insane but I had to think back people were just down the hall. He tugged at the spine on my jeans, signalling for them to be gone. I got up and turned around so he had a full on horizon of my keister. I removed my rush and slowly pulled my jeans down, moving my pelvic arch while doing so for added 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 paw out the way and laid back. `` Come and get it if you want it that bad, '' he smirked. That boy was a lazy Irish bull but somehow it made me wetter doing all the study. 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 tum, T-shirt still on. pinko head that looked Sweet and the barb, a perfect distance and girth. Not forgetting those beautiful balls. I pulled my hair back and ran my spit up the rotating shaft while looking up and him. Continuing up until the tip, also running my tongue around it. He let out a few breath turning me on even more. I took his cock in my helping hand and put it in my warm wet mouth in one go and started sucking slowly, occasionally fondling his balls gently. He was loving it, moaning softly with one bridge player on my school principal pushing slightly. He would also thrust gently into my mouth, making me gag a niggling. By now I was going at a reasonable speed, using my deal and my oral cavity sometimes only sucking on the tip. While he was in my mouth, I could sample a piffling of the pre-cum. It had a rather salty gustatory perception to it, but I 'd waste no time in swallowing his load. I felt his cock twitching inside my mouth. After a good five minutes, I stopped and looked up at him. `` I do n't want you to have all the fun. '' `` fountainhead you upright 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 accept a aspect on my almost bare arsehole. He pulled my red panties to the side and started rubbing up and down my pussy. `` Fuck you 're so wet. '' I could n't respond, only groan. It felt so good to have soul else play with my wet kitty-cat and clit. A toe curling feeling.

He leaned in and gave my pink snatch a few comb-out licks before sliding two fingers inside. He slowly fingered me whilst I had my hand down my pants rubbing my clit and trying my hardest to bind back my moan. He pulled his fingers out and pulled me back too. `` Keep your panties on, it 's aphrodisiacal as fuck. '' I giggled, `` anything for you, just get inside of me, do n't cause me beg. '' I could palpate the tip of his tool on my entryway slowly going in. He pushed the fountainhead in and back out and repeated. He was teasing me so hard and it felt good. `` Connor, please, '' I moaned. `` You like that ? You 're so make out tight, '' Connor moaned as he slowly pushed the balance of his rooster in. `` Fuuuck.. '' I moaned as I played with my mamilla. I could feel the last portion of his dick go in as he thrusted himself inside. I bit on my finger as he began to fuck me nice and slow, pulling out each meter. `` shag, Connor, you know how to urinate me find so skillful, '' I moaned, middle closed, senses heightened. He increased his speed, and I could feel his clod hitting me each time. `` tinker's damn, nag, never would 've imagined your pussy could get me feel this damn good, '' he said as he began to get rough, gripping my waist hard. It only made me horny. `` Oh my god, Connor, fuck this pussy good baby, fuck it like you own it. '' I moaned.

As we were both getting to the visor of the present moment, the doorknob started to rattle. `` Shit ! '' I jumped. It was followed by a knock. `` Connor ? jade ? Dinner 's about the be fix 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 honest. `` Piss off you little stool. 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 cause to stop this a bit later, wo n't we ? '' He chuckled, rubbing the tip of his cock along my still wet pussy. `` Stop teasing, 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 take 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 hand. I let out a frustrated groan as I rolled my eyes to the back of my drumhead. `` What a loser, '' I muttered. Here comes the substantial challenge, eating dinner with my step-brother and acting as if we did n't just fuck. Great. But I could n't hold back to see where our new found hobby would go .