Stepbrother With Benefits 18 (Third Season) (4 page)

I think the important part here is that Ethan's inside me. Everything else comes secondary to that.

He grips my hips hard while pulling out of me and pushing back in. My pucker clenches against his cock. I savor every new sensation of him being inside me, thrusting into me, the full thickness of his cock, and the throbbing veins along his shaft.

I don't know if this is greedy, but I kind of want more. I think Ethan suspects this, too. He leans forward and reaches for one of my wrists. Pulling gently until I move with him, he takes my hand and guides it towards my pussy. Stretching out my fingers, he presses two against my clit and moves them back and forth, making me tease and stroke myself.

"Play with yourself, Princess," Ethan says. "I want you to cum for me, babygirl. Don't hold back. I want you to feel good."

I know I would have questioned this in the past. I know that before Ethan and I started dating, and even before that with our stepbrother with benefits relationship, I would have questioned him, would have been reluctant to do this, and maybe I wouldn't have felt comfortable.

I don't feel that way anymore. I don't think I've felt that way for a long time now. I guess two months isn't technically that long, but in some ways it's an eternity, too. A lot can change in two months. A lot
has
changed.

I tease my clit while Ethan thrusts into me. As he pushes tight inside me, his balls slap against my pussy lips. Um... this is new. Usually when we're in this position, his balls clap against my clit, which is kind of amazing. Now, um...

I feel him deep inside me, and while I stroke at my clit I feel his balls slap against my lower lips. There's a lot going on there, and in such a small area. My legs shake, my body and mind caught off guard by the intense sensation of it all. Ethan holds me up, though. He grabs tight to my hips and keeps me steady.

The next time, I'm ready. More ready, at least. I'm still shaking, ecstasy thrusting inside me, slapping against me, my body quivering as I stroke two fingers against my clit. I tease myself a little faster now, testing my limits. Just when I think I'm getting used to all of this, Ethan ramps it up. He slaps my ass the next time he thrusts into me, making my legs weak with lust all over again.

And more. More. Oh yes... more...

Thrust, slap, clap. I stroke my clit faster every time he slaps my ass until I feel like I'm going out of control. By then, it's too late. I really am out of control now. My body shivers and shakes. I can't hold myself up anymore. My ass stays in the air because Ethan has a firm grip on my hips, but the rest of my body gives way to orgasmic glee.

My upper body falls to the bed, my breasts pressing tight against the sheets. I still have a hand between my legs, still trying to... do something... but I'm not even sure what anymore. I know I was teasing myself, but I'm beyond teased right now. My orgasm rocks through me, guiding me towards heavenly ecstasy.

I feel Ethan's balls slap against my pussy, while at the same time my inner walls clench against the invisible force caused by his cock pressing past my pucker and into my ass. My pussy squeezes, trying to grab onto more pleasure. My rosebud, and further in, clenches tight against Ethan's cock.

I'm a tight, wound up ball of orgasm right now, and I'm more than happy with that. As soon as I don't think I can become anymore wound up, Ethan completely unravels me in an instant.

When he starts to cum, his cock throbs more intensely than I'm used to. I think it's, um... I mean, I know it's... it's because of where he is. It's because of what we're doing. It just feels like
more
. It's different. It's more intense than I remember.

I came. I was cumming. I'm cumming again now. I never really stopped. I'm not even sure what's going on. Ethan's orgasm sends me over an edge I didn't know existed. My body goes from uncontrollable shuddering, to... um... still uncontrollably shuddering, but also an insistent need to push back against Ethan's cock?

I pull forward, forcing Ethan's cock out of me a few inches, and then I slam back against him. I think that's what I'm doing. To be completely honest, I'm sort of lost in pleasure at the moment, guided by instinct, and I'm just going along with it. It seems right, and it feels good, so let's just see how this goes.

Ethan's cock seems to have a mind of its own right now, too. I can feel him still twitching and throbbing inside of me, filling me, but he wants more. When I try to pull away from him, he pushes back into me. We wrestle like that, our orgasms taking control of our bodies.

He pins me to the bed, pushing my hips down. My legs are weak from sex and ecstasy, so I barely resist against him. With one final push, Ethan collapses on top of me. His cock softens, but it's still inside me. I twitch and shiver, slowly coming down from my orgasm. After a few more seconds, Ethan slides out of me. The oil left over from his massage makes it hard for him to stay on top of me, too.

He rolls to the side, crashing onto his back, and stares at me. I lay on my stomach, unable to move, and I stare at him. We just look at each other like that, staring at each other, watching the unadorned, wide-eyed bliss in each other's eyes.

"Princess," Ethan says after a long time of silence. "I have a problem."

"What?" I ask him. I'm too tired to say more than one word.

"I don't think I can get up," he says. "How am I supposed to go to class now?"

"Ethan, you have to get up," I tell him. "You need to go to class."

Yes, I say this, but I don't think I can get up, either. I'm pretty sure I could fall asleep right now, exactly like this, and I wouldn't even care.

"Princess, please, tell me I don't have to go to class," Ethan says, grinning.

"Nope! I won't do it!"

"Alright, well... at least help me get up. You should come take a shower with me."

"I am pretty sure that's a terrible idea," I say. "Do you know what's going to happen if we take a shower together? Also, you don't have a private shower. It's the men's room showers, Ethan. I'm not exactly welcome in there."

"I'll sneak you in," he says. "It's easy."

"You sound much too confident in your abilities," I tell him.

"Pretty fucking sure I just proved to you I know what I'm doing," he counters, smirking.

"And
I'm
pretty sure that what you just did has nothing to do with showering," I say, countering his counter.

"Look," he says. "If you don't take a shower with me, I'm going to pass out and go back to sleep and completely skip all my classes today. You need to help me be responsible. You're supposed to be the responsible one in our relationship."

"I'm very upset at you for asking me to move right now," I say. It's good to be honest, right?

"I'll make it up to you. I'll buy you chocolates or something. Flowers? I'll buy you chocolates and flowers, Princess."

"What kind of chocolate?" I ask.

"Uh... those fucking... the assorted cream-filled ones. You know, caramel cream, and chocolate cream, and, uh... is there a mint cream one? Fuck, that sounds good."

"I want truffles, too," I say.

"Deal," he says.

"Alright," I say. "Deal."

Neither of us moves, though. We stare at each other, waiting for the other one to move. I glare at Ethan and give him a dirty look. He glares back at me and reaches down to slap my ass. I fight back, which turns into wrestling, which then ends up with him tickling me. To be fair, I try to tickle him back! It's just, um... he's kind of stronger than me, so this isn't going well.

Then we fall off the bed. Oof. Ethan falls first, landing on his back, and I fall next, landing on him. It's not like it's a very long fall, so we're both fine, but it's still somewhat of a shock.

He shocks me again by kissing me and squeezing me tight. I kiss him back and hold him close.

"My mind wants to have sex with you again, but my cock is tired as fuck," Ethan informs me.

"We're not having sex again," I tell him. "We're taking a shower and then you're going to class!"

"What are you, my mom?" he asks, rolling his eyes.

"No, I'm your stepsister, and if you don't listen to me I'm going to tell my mom and your dad!"

"Whoa," Ethan says, laughing. "Let's not do anything too drastic now, Princess."

"Shower!" I say before kissing him quick and rolling off of him.

I somehow manage to hop to my feet. I can use my legs again, though I kind of feel like I'm walking for the first time. I stumble a little, but manage to keep my footing. Ethan stands up next to me and holds me steady, smiling.

"Come on," Ethan says, kissing my forehead. "Let's go take a shower, Princess."

L
isten
, I know what you're thinking. You think that Ashley and I are going to have sex again in the shower. I'm going to be honest with you and tell you that I would love to thrust my hard cock into her delicious as fuck pussy while she's wet in more ways than one, her body glistening from the water while her pussy fucking shines from her slick arousal.

We don't do that, though. I have to go to class. I have some priorities, alright? I have willpower or something.

I really fucking hate willpower.

It doesn't help that I've had a hard-on from the moment we stepped into the shower together. Really doesn't fucking help at all, especially when Ashley decides she's going to help me wash off, then spends a minute stroking my cock.

What the fuck are you doing to me here, Princess? I don't even think she understands.

Nah, that's not true. She understands alright. She knows exactly what she's doing and she knows nothing good can come from it.

Well, two can play at that game...

"Turn around," I tell her.

She whimpers and pleads with me with her eyes, but she turns around, too. She shimmies her ass at me as soon as she's facing away, then presses her hands against the tiled wall, leaning forward slightly.

Oh, fuck. You have no idea how difficult it is not to grab her hips and press my entire erection into her juicy as fuck pussy right now. Seriously, you have no idea.

Instead of doing that, I give her a taste of her own medicine. I press one hand against her hip, but the other goes between her thighs. I make a show of spreading shower gel and bubbles up and down one thigh, and then the other. When I'm done soaping up between her legs, I move to her ass. I cover that with suds and bubbles, too.

We're take a shower here. I'm being thorough, alright? Ashley's going to be clean as fuck when I'm done with her, that's for sure.

One hand goes up, leaving a trail of soap and bubbles in its wake. I clean up her side, towards her arm, and then down. She looks over her shoulder at me and gives me this cute little pout. Oh, don't even try it, Princess.

"Ethan," she whimpers, moving back.

My erection slides between her soap-covered inner thighs. I guess there's not much soap anymore since water is raining down on us and it's not like this shower is the biggest ever. Whatever. My cock still easily glides between her thighs. She squeezes her legs together, then moves back and forth a little, bending at the knees, stroking my shaft with her legs.

I think I had a plan before all of this. Pretty fucking sure I had a plan. What was the plan? Fuck if I know!

Oh, yeah, right. I remember now.

I slide my hand up her stomach and towards her breasts. To regain control of the situation, I pinch one of her nipples hard between my fingers. She bucks forward and lets out a gasp. Yeah, that's it, Princess. I can work with this.

While I still have some sense of control, I reach my other hand between her legs and slide two fingers up and down her slit. Her knees bend again, this time almost buckling. I grab her with one hand to keep her up while the other continues toying with her slippery as fuck feminine folds.

You like that? Aw yeah. Alliteration at its finest.
Slippery as fuck feminine folds.
Damn right. I'm a fucking poet.

"What are you--" Ashley starts to say, but then she just falls.

Literally, she falls. Good thing my back is against the other side of the shower, or else we'd probably both fall out of the shower entirely. I really doubt that'd be a good thing, either.

My back slaps against the tiles behind me. Ashley falls into my arms. Oh, fuck, I broke her. Her legs don't work anymore. Sorry, Princess. I'll fix you, don't worry. I'll make it all better...

Nah, I lied. This is what she gets for teasing me before.

I pull the center of her body forward with one hand and line myself up quick. Cock, pussy, go. A second later she's impaled on my cock, and a second after that my fingers are eagerly playing with her clit. She wriggles and squirms against me, her lips open wide, some sort of sound trying to escape her throat.

I love when she's just fucking... lost. I don't know how to explain it. She gives in entirely. She lets me make her feel good, and it's the most erotic thing I've ever seen.

I grind my hips forward and thrust into her as far as I can. I'm already in her, but I just want to be deeper right now. I need it. I...

Remember how I told you I lied before? Yeah, uh... I did. Just let me enjoy this for a second.

That's it. Just a second. When a second is over, I stop stroking her clit. A second after that I pull out of her. I push her forward gently and help her stand on her own two feet again. She wobbles for a moment, disoriented, but eventually figures it out.

Quick, I run my hands up and down her sides, over her breasts and her stomach, cleaning under her arms, too. I tickle her for good measure, and she almost lets out a loud laugh. I manage to cover her mouth at the last second, so her laugh comes out muffled, but the sound echoes through the bathroom a little, too.

Good thing we're the only ones here. It's not like we're allowed to be in the shower together, you know? I snuck her in here, but, uh... yeah... if we get caught, I'm pretty sure I'm in trouble.

Yeah, people do this all the time. Sometimes I've heard them. I don't give a fuck if they want to sneak a girl into the showers. It still doesn't change the fact that this is sort of the men's bathroom and there's rules or something.

Fuck the rules, though. Except the rules I have with Ashley. We're keeping those rules.

Seriously, though, fuck all the other rules.

Ashley's staring at me now. She turned around and everything.

"Um, excuse me!" she says, all sassy as fuck, hands on her hips.

"What's up, Princess?" I say, smirking.

"I need to be fucked, Ethan."

"Oh yeah?" I ask.

"Yes," she says, nodding, all prim and proper now. "Please."

"What?" I ask, pretending I didn't hear her.

"I said, yes, please," she repeats herself.

"I have bad news for you," I tell her.

"No," she says, shaking her head. "You don't. That's not what I want from you."

"What do you want from me?"

"This?" she says, kind of a question, and kind of, uh... well, her fingers are wrapped around my cock, so hopefully that gives you a good idea of what it kind of is.

"I'd love nothing more than to give it to you," I tell her. "The thing is, there's this rule we have. Uh... yeah, you know the one. About teasing? I'm exercising my right to tease you, Princess."

She stares at me for a second, wide-eyed and open-mouthed. Then she's... the opposite? Her eyes are not wide now, they're narrowed and glaring at me, and her mouth is closed, lips pursed, looking pretty fucking annoyed.

"You're dumb," she says.

I want to laugh. I'm about to laugh. Except...

"Hey, who else is taking a shower in here?" someone says.

Thankfully they just walked in, so I don't think they heard Ashley. But... uh... yeah, that's the only thing to be thankful for right now.

It's my dorm floor's RA. Resident advisor. You know, the guy who is supposed to make sure everyone on the floor follows the rules?

What am I doing right now? Pretty fucking sure I'm doing the opposite of following the rules.

I put a finger to my lips to tell Ashley to be quiet for a second, then I shout out, "Hey, what's up, Finn?"

"Oh, hey, Ethan," he says. "Make sure you save some hot water for the rest of us, huh?"

"You showering this early, too?" I ask.

"Yeah, figured it was a good time. Didn't think anyone else would be in here now. Everyone usually showers later. You're up early, huh?"

Ashley looks at me like I'm crazy. To be fair, I feel kind of crazy having a conversation with some other guy while I've got my sexy as fuck, naked girlfriend in front of me, whose body is shining and glistening and begging to be touched, who also just told me she would like me to please fuck her.

That "please" is the most important part out of all of this, by the way. Do you know how fucking sexy it is when a girl kindly asks you to fuck her? It's like...
what?
There's some, uh... erotic dichotomy there or something. She asks it all sugary sweet, but the actual question is naughty as fuck.

Yes, please. Give me more, Princess.

Just... not right now. I exercised my right to tease you, and if Finn catches us in the showers together I'm pretty sure I'll get kicked out of the dorms.

"You're not passing out in there from the steam, are you?" Finn asks. "Fuck, man, don't make me go in there and drag you to the nurse or something."

"Just trying to shower in peace, asshole," I say. I whisper to Ashley, adding, "That's my RA. If he catches us, uh... yeah..."

Ashley nods, serious as fuck. We're ninjas right now. We are going to be sneaky as fuck.

Maybe. It kind of depends on a few things, like... is Finn actually going to take a shower or is he just going to sit there and wait for me to come out?

Because, yeah, let me just be completely honest for a second. If I were Finn, and I caught someone taking a shower early in the morning, which probably seems a little odd, then I'd definitely be suspicious. It's not exactly odd to take a shower in the morning or anything. Plenty of people do it. I think most football players end up taking showers after practice, and then not really bothering with them in the morning, though. What's the point of taking two or three showers a day? Seems kind of excessive if you ask me.

I wait, though. I'm just going to wait. Ashley waits, too. She waits by staring at the shower curtain, but also by wrapping her fingers around my cock and stroking slightly.

"Hey, uh, what the fuck?" I ask, whispering into her ear again. "You teased me before, I teased you, and it's really not the time to go for the real thing right now, Princess."

"Sorry!" she says, just being super fucking adorable and burying her face in my chest. "I didn't mean to," she adds, whispering against my pecs. "I'm nervous."

I feel like I should keep this in mind for... fuck if I know. Something? I have no idea. I just feel like I should keep it in mind, so, yeah. Let's do that.

Mental note: Ashley reacts to being nervous by wanting to give me a handjob.

Whatever works, right? Who am I to complain?

Suddenly one of the showers across the room turns on. Good. About fucking time, Finn. Fuck, man...

"Alright," I say to her. "We have to get out of here now. I'm clean. Are you clean? You better be clean, Princess."

She stares at me like I'm asking too much of her, then she starts rubbing herself down, faster than fast, cleaning her entire body in what I'm going to assume is record time. It's a little crazy, and a little sexy. There's just curves bouncing all over the fucking place over here, and I'm not sure if this should turn me on, but I'm kind of turned on right now.

Seriously, Ashley would have to work extra fucking hard to not be attractive to me. I don't even think it's possible.

"Down boy," she says when she's done, tapping my hard cock with two fingers. "Be good."

Yeah, well, I'm going to have an erection for the rest of the day now. Thanks, Princess. Thanks a fucking lot.

We dry off with... one towel. That's all I have. I didn't think I'd need two towels. I have no idea why I didn't think that, because if I was thinking straight I'd realize exactly why I need two, but it's a little too late for that now, don't you think?

We get dressed quick. I go out first, playing recon or something, looking for enemies. It's just Finn, and he's showering. Good.

I wave my hand and motion for Ashley to hurry out. She does, bringing my shampoo, conditioner, and the towel along with her. We hurry across the bathroom, away from the showers, to the door...

I open it fast, gesturing for Ashley to go go go. Hurry the fuck up, Princess!

She crashes into someone. Oh, fuck, we're caught. She squeaks and bounces back, almost falling onto the floor in the bathroom. I catch her and move to help us make our escape. That's cool and all, but on the other side of the door is...

Oh, it's just Caleb.

"Fuck you, Caleb," I say to him. "You almost fucking gave me a heart attack."

"Don't be mean to him!" Ashley says, slapping my shoulder.

Caleb just stares at us. "Really, you two? Really?"

"What's going on out there?" Finn asks. "What's wrong?"

"Sorry," I say in advance, pushing Ashley out the door and into Caleb's arms. Don't get the wrong idea, Caleb. Drastic times call for drastic measures. I turn back and catch Finn peeking his head out from behind the shower. "I almost crashed into this kid on my way out," I say.

"I'm not a kid!" Caleb shouts at me. "We're the same age!"

Finn laughs and shakes his head. "Hey, calm down you two. I don't want to have to do any third party mediation this early in the year."

"Yeah, yeah," I say, shrugging. I step out of the bathroom and let the door close behind me.

Caleb just stands there. Ashley is standing there, too.

"Yeah, uh... excuse me," I say, taking a step forward.

I take Caleb's hands and remove them from Ashley's shoulders, then I put my hands on her hips and pick her up. I'm going for the full on caveman experience right here. I've got my stepsister draped over my shoulder, ass in the air, the whole nine yards.

"Um, excuse me?" Ashley says.

"You two are weird," Caleb says, rolling his eyes. "Good thing Finn didn't catch you."

"I'm going to be taking my belongings back to my room now. I'll see you later, Caleb. Thanks for covering for me. I don't think you're just some kid, don't worry. You're cool."

"What belongings are you talking about?" Ashley asks. I don't know who she's talking to. "You're talking about your towel and shower stuff, right? You're not talking about me. I'm not one of your belongings, Ethan!"