Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fuck: You Owe Me: 7 Her eyes sparkling knowingly, the answer he got was her opening her mouth and descending on his cock again. "Oh wow," he groaned and leaned back against the headboard. This time, with her throat relaxed, she took nearly his entire length in her mouth, and he felt the tip of his cock at the back of her throat. She held herself there for a moment, then swallowed. Chris could feel his cock pop down into her throat. "Oh fu...," was all he could get out before his eyes closed and his mind drifted off into bliss. Using her swallow to hold his cock there, she worked her tongue over the entire length of his shaft. The hand that had been around his base now fell to his balls and gently began playing with them, squeezing them lightly, tickling his taint with her fingers.

Chris could barely sit still. He felt like every nerve in his body was fusing into one. He could feel her everywhere. Even in his fingertips. It was the most unreal and enjoyable sensation he'd ever felt.

Pulling him from her throat, she began bobbing up and down again, this tadding a swirl to her movements as she went from base to tip and back again, her tongue sliding over every inch of his cock. She felt his free hand gently twine its fingers through her hair, which had started to cloose from its ponytail. As he massaged the back of her head, she could feel his cock twitching in her mouth. She suspected he was close, and right on cue... "Oh, god, Laura, I'm close. I'm so close." Moaning on his cock, she pulled back to the tip, using her tongue to tickle his hole, tasting fresh precum. She wondered what it was going to feel like when he came. His breathing was becoming more labored, his slight thrusting returning. She opened her mouth and held her tongue out, thrusting her mouth back down on him as fast as she could, his cock sliding along her tongue, the ridge catching her lips and sending indescribable shocks through his body. He began to tense up. His grip on her hand tightened. He started to arch his back.

She returned to his tip and clamped her lips around the ridge as tightly as she could, flattening her tongue against the hole as she'd done earlier, blocking it but at the stsliding all over the head, simultaneously sucking and humming, her cheeks puffing then collapsing quickly. Chris held his breath, looking down at his stepsister sucking his cock so perfectly. She looked up at him, her big brown eyes still so innocent, her lips wrapped around the head of his cock, her tongue flattened out over the hole, her hand coming up from his balls to grab the base and pump him fast and hard. She wasn't playing around. There was only one thing she wanted from him now. "Fuck, Laura, I'm... shit, I can't... oh FUUUCK!" And he erupted in her mouth.

Her tongue held flat over his hole made his cock pump even harder to get his cum out, intensifying the waves of ecstasy that swept through him. He was half convulsing as he shot into her mouth. Laura could feel him spraying, and she swirled her tongue around to the underside of his ridge so that she could start swallowing, but already her cheeks were overflowing. She gulped down as much as she could, but sdribbled back out onto his shaft.

She was surprised at how much there was, but gradually, the bulk of it subsided, and she lowered herself further down on him and continued swallowing as her tongue eased him from his climax. Once he was done spurting, she briefly released him from her mouth and used her tongue to lick up whatever excess had spilled onto him, then enveloped again with the warmth of her lips and moaned. Chris jolted euphorically. Finally, he was dry and licked clean, though his cock was still twitching. Pulling up, her lips slid over his ridge and kept the suction right up to the very tip, where they smacked together in an inverse kiss and he shuddered in her grasp, his cock now free of her mouth and glistening wet. Swallowing the last of his cum, she smiled up at him warmly, her hand still gently stroking the base. She lightly kissed the tip then trailed kisses down to the base and back up again before finally snuggling up beside him on the bed, his cock still in her hand, but now her movements weren't sexual. They were tender.

He wrapped his arm around her, still out of breath and completely speechless. All he could say was, "Wow." She smiled beside him. "Good?" "Wow." "Really?" He looked at her. His face said it all. But he reiterated: "Wow." "Mmm." She snuggled closer. The track had changed to "With or Without You". Laura took the remote again and turned the volback down. "Can I sleep here tonight?" "If you didn't ask, I was going to make you." His breath was slowly returning. The sense of peace they both felt was incredible. They were spent, completely and entirely. He was out of ammo, and she was pleasantly exhausted.

"I can't believe that was your first blow job," he said.

She held her breath for a moment. "Chris... I have a confession of my own to make." If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! He turned his head on his pillow to look over at her. "Yeah?" Her eyes searched his, as if she weren't sure if she wanted to tell him what was on her mind and her decision could only be found somewhere in his gaze. She took another breath. "That wasn't my first... time." "What do you mean?" Then his eyebrows went up. "That wasn't your first blow job?" She shook her head. His jaw dropped slightly and he scooted up on his elbows. "Wait, you what do you - I don't understand." "Remember Matt?" He did. Laura had dated him back in high school. Truth be told, Chris had always thought the guy was a bit of a shithead. "You went down on Matt? Fucking Matt?!" He was practically laughing. His entire image of his stepsister as a prudish sex-a-phobe was being shattered, and all of it in a matter of hours. His head was spinning. Then something occurred to him.

"So does that mean that you've been, um... did Matt go down on you?" "No! God no!" Now she was laughing. "You think I'd let him ever do that to me?" "I don't know. You sucked his cock, how is that so different?" She shook her head determinedly. "Look, I've fooled around with guys before. I know you probably thought I hadn't, but I have. But I can't let any guy do stuff to me. I don't know why, I've just never been that turned on by anyone." Then she smiled. "Well, almost anyone."

He was touched, and it showed in his eyes. He nuzzled her nose with his; Q this was rapidly becoming their private sign of affection, the symbol of the bond that had quickly formed between them. "But I'm still a virgin," she added. "I want you to know that." He nodded. "Okay.too." She was surprised. "Really? I thought you and Shannon..." "Uh, no. If I'd been Jesus, maybe. But I'm not. I'm just a normal guy."

She laughed again and the intoxication of it found its way into his heart. He pulled her close, the two of them laughing in each other's embrace. It was the laugh of ice being broken, of two people seeing each other as they really were, without pretense or facades.

Laura pulled the covers up over them, then snuggled back down beside Chris, his arm around her, hercam draped across his stomach. His eyes were closed, listening to the music. She kissed him on the cheek. He smiled and turned to her and she kissed him on the lips. "Thank you, Laura," he said quietly, already beginning to drift off into sleep.

She rested her head on her stepbrother's chest and closed her eyes. Within minutes, they were fast asleep.

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