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The Curvy, Titian Queen, The Sexy Horndog and his Fiancée
Her sexy curves brought their relationship to its knees and her pussy
“Thank you. Have a good night.” I closed the cab door and took a deep breath. A large, sprawling raised-ranch-style house sat at the end of the car-filled driveway. Friendly and bright, it welcomed me to my stepbrother’s Dirty Thirty birthday party.
I took a deep breath and wandered into the backyard. It’d been years since I saw Slick. Our parents got married when we were teens. We clicked immediately, but fought it as long as we could. Then we were both off at college and visits were fewer and further between.
Should’ve fucked him when given the chance.
And that chance happened a couple of days before Slick left for his sophomore year of college. I was watching my mother’s old DVD of Zandalee, with Nicolas Cage. It was my first exposure to the Hotwife life, and I liked it. A lot.
Slick came in during a sexy scene and plopped down beside me. Before long, we were kissing, and I was stroking his cock through his sweatpants while he rubbed my pussy through my sleep shorts. Heavy petting turned to mutual masturbation.
We played with and edged each other throughout the movie, our unspoken challenge to see who could hold off cumming the longest.
As the end credits began, I craved the taste of him in my mouth. Never given a blowjob before then, but I wanted to give him one. He laid on the floor and pulled me onto his face. I gave him the wettest, sloppiest blowjob while he was the first to eat me out.
For the record, we climaxed together as the screen faded to black and the DVD menu appeared. I swallowed every drop Slick spurted down my throat. We licked each other clean, cuddling for a while. Then tidying the rec room and heading to bed.
Two days later, he was back at school. Regret set in. I did my level best to avoid being alone with him for the next decade.
Zandalee is still my favourite movie. Watch it when I’m horny and lonely, which is far too often. Think of him, my forbidden love, every time.
Five years. When mom had the twins.
And my attraction to my stepbrother hadn’t lessened in my absence. It’s grown.
What the hell can I do about it now? I mentally adjusted my big girl thong and took a deep breath. Here goes nothing!
I pushed the gate open, cringing at the loud squeak, and stepped into a raucous party. My comfort level lowered. These were Slick’s friends. He didn’t know I was coming. Mom told me about the party and said he’d love to see me.
Meaty hands wound around my waist, lifting me off the ground. I reared back, grinning when I recognized Slick’s cousin, Ray. My cousin too, I guess. He shoved a Black Fly vodka cooler in my hands and kissed my cheek.
“Red! Fan-fucking-tastic to see you! Didn’t know you’d be here. We’ll catch up later.” He squeezed my hip and called out, “Hey, sleaze-bucket! What the fuck, man?” Before heading off to see whoever the sleaze-bucket was.
I giggled, shaking my head and scanning the crowd for Slick. My belly clenched at the familiar loud, carefree laugh drifting over the yard. Our eyes locked. He grinned, lifting his beer in greeting.
I grinned and shyly averted my eyes. Then I saw him.
Head taller. Shoulders broader. Aura brighter. He dwarfed the surrounding men. Including Slick, and he wasn’t a shrinking violet.
Caramel hair framed a masculine jawline covered by the same coloured beard. Pink tongue dipped out to lick lips begging to be bitten. Warm, whiskey-coloured eyes I wanted to lose myself in twinkled with interest.
Celtic armband tattoo caught my eye. I grinned. It matched the one around my ankle. His was black, mine purple.
He flashed me his grin. Sexy. Alluring. Panty-melting. Couldn’t wait to know him better.
Once I figured out who he was.
We toasted one another with our drinks. He went back to the BBQ. I stared. At him. The embodiment of Adonis, straight from my imagination.
I moved among the partygoers. My eyes strayed to the grill every few minutes. Craved a peek at the Adonis wielding the BBQ tongs.
He must have been feeling the heat, because he stripped off his t-shirt and my heart skipped a beat.
A tree of life tattoo adorned one shoulder blade. In shades of purple and blue. Chest muscles rippled above a perfect six-pack. And that mystical ‘V’ pointed to the promised land under his jeans.
Land of cream and sugar, from what I could see.
“You like that, baby sis?” Slick’s whiskey smooth voice tickled my ear. “That what you want? Ro would be a good choice. He’s got an enormous cock and knows how to use it, too.”
Slick’s lack of sexual inhibitions was hot as fuck and thinking of the two men playing together destroyed my panties.
“Oh yeah? How do you know, Slick?” I threw my arms around him, pulling him in to kiss his cheek, his sandalwood and cedar scent washing over me. “Happy birthday, big brother.”
He rested his hands on my hips and held me to him. His cock, hard and twitching, pressed into me. I closed my eyes. Licked my lips. And pushed against his erection.
Foreheads resting together, he groaned. “Fuck, Kay. I still want you.”
“Me, too, Slick. So much.” Our bodies moved, grinding together in the beat of the 54–40’s Red, Red Wine blasting from the corner of the yard. I may have missed his wedding last year, and I knew what we were doing was wrong, but I couldn’t find it in me to care. Something drew us together.
Slick dropped his hand to my thigh, fingers trailing up and under the skirt of my purple sundress. He pushed the drenched satin of my thong aside and pushed his finger into my pussy as he claimed my lips.
Hard, bruising, and demanding, he shoved his tongue into my mouth, fucking my mouth while finger-fucking my cunt. Hips rocking into him, I grabbed his cock and stroked him through his grey sweat-shorts before dropping my hand under the waistband.
Slick walked us back towards the fence in the shade of the old oak tree.
“Slick? Slick! Where the hell are you, love?” Eyes open, panting, we listened as my step-sister-in-law, Vicki, called to her husband again. He pulled his fingers from me with a regretful smile. I pumped him twice more, wiping up his pre-cum with my fingers.
Eyes on each other, we licked our fingers clean with a groan. Slick kissed me quick and turned, calling back, “Right here, gorgeous,” and waving his hand in the air.
I straightened myself up and grabbed another drink. I needed it now, more than before.
What the hell was I thinking? I moved from group to group, meeting new people and reacquainting myself with others.
“Hi there. We’ve not met. I’m Delaney.” The cute brunette put her hand on my arm, sending a jolt through me. I smiled at her, trying to figure out why she looked familiar. “You a friend of Slick’s?”
We were close to the same height. Thick, lion’s mane of hair the colour of freshly roasted chestnuts framed her face. Bright, sky-blue eyes twinkled at me. It was obvious she loved to laugh and have a good time. My body reacted to her same as Slick and his buddy, Ro.
What the hell is wrong with me tonight?
“Mhm. Kind of? Ha ha. I’m Kailie, Slick’s stepsister.” I took a drink of my cooler, nervous and excited at the same time. I eyed her Turquoise tank top and denim booty shorts, admiring the way they hugged her curves.
She told me how she met Slick, and I grinned. I’d heard a lot about her and told her so. She blushed, and we shared a few more Slick stories before she excused herself to get the cake ready.
“Don’t go away. I want to hear your sweet voice raised in song against these drunkards.” Delaney gave me a quick hug and headed off.
Slick winked at me as his wife placed his candle-laden cake in front of him a few minutes later. I backed away, a wave of lust for my stepbrother nearly overwhelming me. One step at a time. Until a brick wall stopped me.
I wiggled and waggled as a hardening cock nestled between my ass cheeks. A sexy smile and my hand flew to my face. Two warm hands grabbed my thick waist, holding me still.
“You don’t want to keep doing that, Darlin.” Deep, mesmerizing voice drew my eyes over my shoulder. I froze.
“Or do I?” A shock of desire shuddered through me, my hips grinding into him of their own accord.
I wasn’t sure where this wanton woman came from, but I liked her. I bit my lip and looked back at Slick and his cake, my hand slipping between Ro and me to stroke the hard ridge in his jeans.
He groaned into my hair, fingers gripping my dress and pulling it low over my cleavage. Slick’s eyebrows raised, noticing the slow reveal of my large breasts. His eyes widened, a salacious grin stealing across his face.
He nodded his approval as I turned, leaned up and kissed my stepbrother’s buddy on the lips. Twice. Then I flipped around, out of his grasp, chanting, “Chug, chug, chug, chug” along with everyone else as Slick downed a full birthday pint, ending with a triumphant belch.
Another roar from the crowd as drinks and cake passed through the party and I disappeared into the crowd, leaving his arms empty and my pussy screaming for relief. I slipped into the house, needing a moment to recharge.
Soft footsteps took me upstairs in search of an open washroom. Didn’t find one, but I spied some gorgeous artwork in a bedroom. The master bedroom, by the size of it.
Artwork was my kryptonite. As an art history buff, the bright colours drew me to it like a bee to honey.
Movement in the doorway caught my eye. “Oh, Del. You startled me.” My heart skipped a beat at her brilliant smile. “Have you seen this collection? So cool.”
I turned back to the artwork, pausing at the next one along the wall. It was a beautiful, casual portrait of Delaney and the Adonis I’d groped earlier. And kissed. Fuck. Ro’s her husband.
My face flushed. I looked at my hostess with mortification. “Um… this is your room. Your house. Your husband.” My mouth gaped open, and I swallowed thickly. I felt ill.
“Fiancé. We’re not married. Yet.” She took one step forward, cupped my jaw in her hand, and leaned into me. “Tell me to stop… before I can’t, my Titian queen.”
The sexy grin I shot her told her all she needed to know. I gripped her hips and pulled her to me as she slammed her lips onto mine. She squeezed my ass and laughed at the squeak that burst out of me.
Face beaming when I told her girl-on-girl porn was my favourite, she slipped my panties aside, dipping two fingers between my folds. She finger-fucked me, the squelching sound of my arousal forced from my pussy echoing around the room. She pushed me backwards until I laid on the bed.
I came hard, my cum soaking the duvet. My body quivered as I watched her suck my essence from her fingers. I sat up, scootching to the side of the bed.
Loved watching her lick her fingers clean. Grabbed her wrist and sucked three of her fingers into my mouth.
An image of Ro in my mind had me working her fingers like I wanted to work his fucking cock.
I released her with a pop and a grin. We kissed like we needed one last fuck before we died, working each other’s clothes off. I laid back on the bed. Delaney reached into the bedside table.
I hung my head over the side of the bed and grabbed her thighs. Fingers digging in, I settled her aromatic, dripping pussy over my mouth, pulling her down until I licked the length of her cunt.
Fuck. I’d never tasted another woman’s pussy before, but I liked it. No, I loved it.
I slipped one hand down, fingers circling and rubbing my clit as I nibbled on hers. My fingers mimicking what my mouth was doing to my gorgeous new lover.
My face flooded with her sweet honey. Throat working overtime, I swallowed every drop and licked her clean before Delaney stepped away from me, motioning me onto the bed proper.
She snapped a length of satin between her hands and wrapped it around my head, fastening the blindfold snugly before kissing her way down to my drenched, trembling pussy. After wringing a quaking orgasm from me, Delaney stepped back.
“There you go. God, you’re delicious.” She pressed a chaste kiss to my mound and stepped back. “Tonight is all about you, sexy girl. And making you shatter to the wind. Ready?”
“Yes, Delaney. God, yes.” But I couldn’t wait. I needed more. My hips lifted. I searched for something to relieve the ache in my core.
Fingers caressed down my body until my hands grabbed my pussy and I slipped two fingers in to rub my clit, mewling my need to the room.
“You want some cock, sexy girl? A big, hard cock to fuck you good?” A powerful hand wrapped around my wrist. Pillowy lips pulled my soaked fingers into a hot mouth, suckling them and humming with delight, a familiar masculine scent making my pussy clench.
“Slick?” My barely there whisper went unanswered.
Kisses trailed from one breast to another, and up to my neck. A nip to my earlobe sent a shiver of desire down my spine.
“I’m here, baby sis. And I’m yours if you want me.” His breathy whisper had my pussy weeping with joy.
“I’ve always wanted you, Slick.” I reached up, my fingers curling around his jaw.
He slid the blindfold off. Our eyes met, years of pent up desire shining bright.
I noticed Delaney by the door and winked at her as she pulled the door closed behind her.
“My beautiful Kailie. Finally, mine.” Slick lowered his mouth to mine, licking the seam of my lips. “I’ve waited so long for this.” All I could do was whimper. I was a needy, horny, sopping mess, and Slick was ready to dirty me up even more.
Sexy grin lighting his face, he nuzzled my neck as he moved down my body, taking a nipple in his mouth. He lapped at my hard nub, biting it gently as he kneaded the other breast. Nipple pinched between his finger and thumb. He settled himself over me, his thigh pushing my legs wide.
Both hands on my breasts, he twisted and pulled at them, growling his need as my back arched, pressing them into his hands. Hot, urgent kisses took him down my soft belly, over my hips, and to my molten core.
“Oh, Kailie, you’re as sweet as I remember, sis.” Slick, the forbidden lover I’d always craved, licked me from ass to clit and back again. “So fucking sweet.” His tongue lapped at my ass and threw my legs over his shoulders, spreading my cheeks for easier access.
I fisted the sheets, pussy gushing as his rigid tongue speared into my puckered entrance. I’d been waiting years to be claimed by Slick, and to claim him as mine. Didn’t matter what happened from here. Only here and now mattered.
A movement in the mirror drew my eye. Sexiest whiskey-coloured gaze stared back at me. His chest heaved as he watched Slick gulp my juices down. I licked my lips. His Adam’s apple bobbed, swallowing his desire.
Eyes on his, I tugged Slick’s hair and whispered, “Ro’s watching.” His eyes flicked up to mine with a devilish glint in them. He slid up my body, notched his cock against my core as my eyes fluttered closed. I shivered as lust rippled through me.
“You want him to join us, baby sis?” Lust-filled and unwavering, I looked up at him as he slammed his lips to mine, pushing his tongue into my mouth. Muskiness of my pussy, a heady mix of lemon and vanilla, filled my mouth. I nodded. He spoke to Ro without breaking eye contact with me.
“Come on in, Ro.” Slick licked my lips, sucking on my lower lip, as Ro chuckled and stripped on his way to the bed.
I glanced up at his muscular hand, stroking his silky length, pre-cum beading at the tip of his cock.
Slick told the truth about Ro’s enormous cock. Wonder if he really knows how to use it?
Slick watched the two of us together, a smug look on his face.
Ro leaned into me. “I want you, gorgeous."
I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. He was so handsome it hurt. Made my pussy ache. I had to have him. Had to have them both. All I could do was bite my lip and nod.
He grinned, lowering his head to my chest and pinching a nipple between his teeth before sucking my tit into his mouth. I arched my back. Slick’s chuckle washed over me as I wrapped my fingers around Ro’s hard length. A growl of approval. Quick squeeze and I lazily stroked him, relishing the way he grows in my grasp.
Ro and Slick shared a look. Heat flooded my pussy. My body trembled. Slick grabbed my hips, flipping me onto all fours as Ro slid under me, positioning his cock under my mouth.
Hand on my hips, Slick slid his cock from my pussy to my ass, spreading my juices around, before pushing himself into my forbidden entrance.
I squealed as he entered me, filling me completely and beautifully. A long, low moan left me as Ro pulled my cunt onto his face, tongue lapping at my clit. I smiled, then sighed happily as I lowered my lips around Ro’s long, thick cock, mouth wide.
Sounds of flesh slapping flesh filled the room. Moans mingled with growls of delight. Squelching of juices flowing freely spurred us on.
Ro’s fingers dug into my ass cheeks, spreading them wide to give Slick full access. I pressed myself back into my lover’s cock while rubbing my pussy across Ro’s face. I could feel a monstrous orgasm rolling in my belly, building and growing.
Needed more. Wanted the release. Craved it.
Cheeks hollow, lips tight, I sucked my way up his length until the tip of his cock was all that was in my mouth. I worked the head, nipping at the ridge. Teeth grazing it lightly. I held myself still, licking the sensitive spot on the underside of his cock. He lifted his hips, thrusting himself to the back of my throat. I swallowed as he spurted his seed down my throat, his guttural cry as I took his load drowned in my orgasm.
As he filled my belly, I ground my pussy into his face. He nipped my clit, sending me over the edge. I squirted my arousal all over him and Slick, who slammed his dick into my ass, holding me still as he cried out his release.
I rolled over onto my back. The guys got up. Ro pulled my exhausted ass up onto the pillows. Slick returned with a warm cloth and cleaned me up. They climbed in with me, one on each side, and we cuddled together. It was warm. Sweet. Comfortable.
“How long are you visiting this time, baby sis?” Slick’s question was the last thing I remembered.
“Not leaving. Back for good.” My answer drifted off as I fell into a deep sleep. Didn’t hear the guys leave. Didn’t hear Delaney come in, just found her note on the bedside table when I woke up.
Hey sleepyhead.
You looked so sweet. I let you sleep.
There are fresh towels in the bathroom if you want a shower.
Love, Del
“Well, I definitely need a shower.” I padded into the bathroom, admiring the glass shower enclosure. “Wow. Gorgeous bathroom.”
With the water beating down on me, I sluiced it off with my hands, luxuriating in the piercing hot stream hitting my sore muscles. I turned, noticing my audience in the doorway.
Delaney and Ro stood watching me, eyes blazing with desire and need. They murmured to one another, hands roaming over their bodies. Ro’s eyes never left mine as I caressed myself and enjoyed the shower.
So, turned on by the sight before me, I slid my fingers into my pussy and blew Ro a kiss. Night wasn’t over yet.
