The next morning, I awoke in his bed and rubbed my face for a moment. "I feel like hell physically, but heavenly emotionally," I mumbled, prior to stretching out.
I let out a giant yawn and got up. "Marco?" I asked, peeking next to me. "Where are you?" I wondered, glancing around.
I calmly got off the bed and found my clothes.
I grabbed them. "I thought I would have woken up next to him, but I guess not," I mentioned, prior to walking into my room.
I dropped my clothes into my hamper and got out clean ones. I just put on my bra and panties. Then, a T-shirt and some gym shorts before I walked back out of my room.
I peeked towards the living room, but heard nothing. "Huh, I wonder where he is."
"Fuck, yes," I heard him groan.
"Marco?" I asked, prior to strolling down the hall towards the living room.
"Oh, yeah," he moaned again.
I stopped about two feet from the opening to the living room and licked my lips.
Is he masturbating? Why else would he moan like that? Could be thinking about me? No, I'm his step sister. We made love last night, so I don't think that would be masturbation material. He only did it because I asked him to. I shouldn't look at him when he jacks off, it would be disrespectful.
Despite that, I stayed close to the opening and continued to listen him. I slathered my lips and noticed that my clean pair of panties were quickly soiled by my lady-juice. I shook, somewhat, but then I just lazily let my head poke out there.
My eyes immediately glimpsed at him.
Oh, he is masturbating to porn on his laptop. I can see his thing now. Wow, it is so much bigger in the light and more lively too. He is stroking it quickly, so I wonder what kind of porn he is watching. Maybe it is a young man with a MILF, or a couple teenage lesbians? I have no idea, but I can't look away.
I moaned before my hand slithered into my panties.
I played with my pussy a little bit and my mouth opened up widely for a whole minute.
"Oh, this is bitchy, I can't masturbate to him like this," I whispered before I quickly went back behind the wall. "Shit, the floor creaked," I groaned, prior to biting my bottom lip.
"Son of a bitch," I muttered under my breath. "Yes?" I asked, while still hidden.
"Nothing. I just heard the floor creak. That's all."
"Okay," I replied, slowly glancing back out there.
He put his dick away, I must have scared him, I thought before I calmly walked out there. Now he is doing what His taxes? I thought, strolling towards him.
I sat down next to him and immediately grabbed his right arm. "I love you, Marco," I told him before I smooched his cheek. "Last night was beyond wonderful. I'm forever in your debt for making me a woman."
"Your welcome, Step-sis," he answered, wrapping his arms around me. "I love you, too."
We held each other for a moment, but then he let go of me.
He bit his bottom lip for a moment and looked at me. "I was in middle of something, could I just have a few minutes to myself?"
I looked down at his laptop.
He is just looking at Blabbermouth, so what could he be in the middle of? Reading another article about Metallica performing with Lady Gaga?
I swallowed and peeked back at him. "Marco, I saw you masturbating. May I help make you cum?"
He stayed silent for a moment and turned his head. "Were you watching me, Sloan?"
I licked my lips for a few seconds and placed my right hand onto his leg. "Yes, but you aren't angry though, are you?" I pondered, rubbing it. "I just liked what I saw."
"No," he sighed. "It is still weird though. We still have a step-sibling relationship and we only had sex for the first time last night."
"Yes, but you could have woken me up. I would have loved to have sex again, Marco. May I see what you were watching? Pretty please?"
"You want to watch porn with me?"
"Maybe. If you'd be okay with it," I responded before I kissed his cheek. "Was it anything tasteful? I mean, that you can watch with your girlfriend?"
He displayed an odd face. "I don't know," he answered, shrugging his shoulders.
I sparked a couple tears. "You still want us to be a couple, right?"
"I guess, Sloan. This is still just weird. I mean, I never ever thought of you sexually, but then you asked me to take your virginity last night. I'm not saying I regret it, but we can't just turn off our past relationship. I've just loved you as my younger step sister, but, now, I don't know how to feel exactly. Now, you want to watch porn together, that's just really eerie."
I grinned slightly and continued to rub his leg. "Maybe this will help," I proposed before I leaned towards him and kissed him.
We made out for only about twenty seconds, but as we did, my left hand made its way to his crotch.
My lips immediately jumped off his. "Wow, it is really hard. I saw it a couple minutes ago, but may I see it again? You know, up close and in the light?"
"Sure, Sloan," he replied, smiling and putting his laptop on the other side of him.
I brought my hands away and my eyes were glued to his crotch. He undid his shorts and pushed them down a bit. He pulled his cock out from his boxers and stroked it a couple times.
"Holy shit, that is nice, Marco," I moaned, getting close to it.
I stopped only a few inches away and sniffed it a bit too. "Wow. May I touch it?"
I took a deep breath and calmly brought my right hand to it. I opened up my hand and lazily wrapped it around his schlong.
"You may rub it if you'd like, Sloan."
"May I kiss you again?"
I smiled and pasted my lips right onto his. He brought his hands to my thighs and just squeezed them a little bit. I also managed to rub his rod slightly, just going in small strokes. After only twenty seconds, I felt him jerking around, somewhat.
I feel like I could jet off like a rocket being launched into space. My first real boyfriend is a guy who already loves me, and he took my virginity too. Oh, I can't wait to brag to my friends about him: he is sweet and he does have a big one. I can barely fit my entire palm around it. He isn't grabbing my boob like I thought he would, but maybe we can work up to that. I just know by time he is done, I'll be his sexual queen and I'll be sleeping with him in his bed every single night. Maybe I'll even get on the pill, because he'll love having sex with me so much. Oh, his pecker is vibrating too, he must be really turned on by me too.
We continued to pleasure each other with our hands and lips. The whole time I found myself sweating and jiggling around a bit myself. I couldn't just wrap my head around everything exactly, but I just loved the possible outcome.
As time went on, I got closer to him by slowly scooting towards him. I made damn sure not to let my hand or lips come off him, but I even got him to wrap his arms around me. He tugged me slightly closer to him, but it didn't make me uncomfortable.
He parted our lips. "Damn, your hand is quite flexible and soft. How can it not be tired?"
"I just want to make you feel good, Marco. You have just made me feel so wonderful, I have to return the favor to you. I have to make you feel like a whole new man, whether I do it sexually or not. I love you," I explained, shedding tears.
"I love you too, Sloan. Keep going. I won't be able to hold out forever. Just keep going until I have to cum, please."
"Of course, Marco," I answered before I escaped from his arms.
I leaned up a bit and got even closer to his rod. "So, that's where your seed came from last night?"
"Yes, right there, Step-sis. I've masturbated hundreds of times prior to last night, and that's where it always comes from."
"Would you like to see me in the light?" I wondered, glancing at him.
"I won't say no to that."
I let go of his johnson and grabbed onto the bottom of my top. I took off my shirt and then my shorts too. As I was just in my bra and panties, I got up onto his lap and snatched his wood again.
As it was between us, I also placed my other hand at the base. "Would you like to have sex again?" I inquired, prior to starting to rub it again.
"What's wrong? If we practice, I can learn to pleasure you properly. My hand is hurting a little bit, but I want to make you shoot your stuff, now. Maybe I can also train so I can give you oral sex. I've seen it in porn where the woman gives the guy a blow job. Would like me to suck your dick, Marco?"
"Fuck, Sloan, you've only had sex once, but I can tell that you are a seductress. Also, you need to know that it isn't just about having an orgasm. We also have to bring some intimacy into our sex life."
"I know, but I just love you and I want you to love me in the same way," I cried. "I want you to be thinking about me when you are at work. After I graduate high school, I might get a job and then, when we both get home, we can have sex to blow off steam. Just think about it: you'll never have to masturbate again. I just want be your woman, Marco. I love you and you love me, so what's wrong?"
"That preexisting condition is exactly what's wrong," he replied, grabbing my arms. "I've grown with you, so it just unnatural. I'm willing to work with you, but please don't be pushy about it, though. I love you almost like that, but just give me some time to learn to do so."
"Okay," I said before I kissed him. "You aren't mad at me, are you?" I asked, stroking even faster.
"I already told you: no," he answered before he kissed me back.
I stayed silent for a moment, but kept his rod in my hands. We looked at each other on and off for that moment, but we failed to mention a word. He seemed to be losing it, so I had to smile a bit. After that moment, he covered his face with both hands.
I know I'm gonna make him shoot, I know it. He loves me, and I'll just make him love me even more. He is my man and now I need to make sure he knows I'm his woman.
"Shit, Sloan. You are making me cum, now," he muttered, peeking back at me.
"Do it on my hands now, please, Step bro."
I kept my hands down there the whole time, but after a couple more seconds, I saw his white stuff erupt and it instantly soaked my hands. The whole act just made me tingle inside, like I just lost my virginity all over again.
"Oh damn, Sloan. I love you."
"I love you so much, Marco," I cried before I wrapped my arms around him.
We held each other for that minute as I just let his seed dry.
After that moment, we let go of each other. I smooched his cheek and brought my hands to his back. "Would you like me fully nude in the light?"
"Will you please teach me how to pleasure you, so I can grease your wheels? If I can make feel really good, I just know I can make you love me more than a step-sister. I know you'll love me as your sex queen in due time, if you let me try."
"Well, you already know a few things and what makes you so sure?" he chuckled.
I lowered my head and shed quite a few tears. "I just know that we belong together, Marco. You mean everything to me."
"Sloan, you only feel like that because I was your first. It is completely normal to feel like your first love will be your only love, but I promise it won't be. I know you'll find another guy you can pleasure with your mouth, cherry, and hands. I know your intentions are good, but you shouldn't limit yourself to just me," he explained before a small pause. "Oh, don't cry," he said, caressing my right cheek.
"We can still have sex though, and eventually sleep together, right?"
"Yes. That's fine."
"Do you mean that?"
"Good," I said before I took off my bra.
I stood up right over him and slid down my panties, as well. I dropped them and plopped myself right back down with him. He instantly brought his hands to my butt and caressed my cheeks.
He laid another kiss on my lips. "So, you want to be my sex queen?"
"Along with other 'couple' things, yes."
He slowly leaned forward and had me get off him and onto the floor. I got onto my knees and he stood up. I immediately grabbed onto his rod and stroked it slowly. He just peeked at me, but we both stayed silent.
I washed my lips several times, but he lazily leaned towards him. "Now, your cock is touching my chest. Would you mind if I put it in my mouth now, Marco?"
"Do whatever makes you happy, Sloan."
"Will you promise not to go too hard on me? I want to learn how to suck your dick properly and make it really pleasurable for you."
"Don't worry. You'll do fine."
"Okay," I muttered before I calmly took it into my mouth.
I only went down a couple inches to start with.
Oh, his cock is in my mouth now. I don't like the taste, but I want to make him feel as good as he made me feel.
"Look up at me while you do it; we'll have more intimacy that way."
I nodded somewhat and glanced back at him. He kept his eyes on me, but I failed to my move my mouth just yet. I felt myself jerking around somewhat, but he just kept smiling and didn't say anything.
He is just being patient with me. Shit. My heart is beating faster than ever before. Even faster than it did last night.
"When you are ready, slowly slide your lips down and back once. Do what you have to in order for you to be comfortable. I won't judge you. I love you."
I let his schlong out. "I know," I sobbed before I stood up with him. "No one loves me the way you do. I want to make you feel like a whole new man."
"I know," he agreed before he smooched my forehead. "I won't stop you."
I bit my bottom lip for a moment and then I dropped back down to my knees. "I love you too," I informed him before I took his cock in my hand.
I took it right back into my mouth and went down about halfway.
"Oh, now you are raising the temperature, Step-sis. Remember: you just have to start rubbing your lips onto it next."
I nodded again and clenched my fists.
Here goes nothing, I thought before I slowly slid my lips a little back further. I have more than half of it in my mouth now. Yes, I thought, shedding a tear.
I sucked it ever so softly and I had him moaning. His body rotated back and forth a few times ever so slowly and I heard him breathing a little bit heavier.
I kept my eyes on him for a moment, but I angled my head down somewhat. I'm making him feel good now, I thought before I began thrusting my lips.
As I was just over halfway down, I went in very small movements and he began twitching. My whole body vibrated and I started to cheese a bit too. I had no choice, but to chuckle somewhat.
I kept my thrusts slow, but it still seemed to be quite pleasurable for him. I closed my eyes and just envisioned how he was reacting exactly. I still didn't like the actual taste of his rod, but all I really cared about was pleasing him.
"You are a very good step-sister," he moaned, placing his hands onto my head. "No other girlfriend could match the intimacy that we had last night, Sloan. I certainly did love making sweet love to you. Now, look at me."
I slanted my head back up, but let some of his member out. We made eye contact, but I began letting my lips rub onto it once again. It was in extra small movements, but I noticed he fluttered every time my lips slipped back.
"Your method of seduction wasn't nice though. I'm sure guys might fantasize about having sex with their step-sisters, but you should respect my feelings. Don't get me wrong. Obviously, I can teach you this and that. Although, you being pushy isn't very sexy. I know I was masturbating not too long ago, but I'm not always just ready to fuck my step-sister. I love you, but not quite like that yet. I'm just saying: be patient. I know you just started having sex, but I'm telling you this for your own good."
A few seconds later, I let his wood out completely. "That just means you want to love me like that," I cried. "You want me, but you are just scared of having me, aren't you?"
"Something like that."
I turned him to the couch and pushed him right onto it. "Don't be scared, I'm sure I can get you comfortable enough to wake up next to me everyday," I explained, coming back to him and snatching his johnson.
I took it right back into my mouth and went about three quarters of the way down.
"Fuck," he chuckled, putting his hands back onto my head. "You are learning already, Sloan. If you want to be my sexual goddess, fine, the job is yours."
I held onto his cock at the base rather tightly and angled my head up so our eyes met again. He is smiling at me, so I'll smile right back, I thought, sucking slightly.
"You look like you are sweating your ass off now. Would that be because of me? Are you just that turned on now?"
I nodded somewhat and he reached over to clear my wet forehead. I grinned even more and then went down a little bit further. I paced myself as I almost felt like gagging, although I kept my position for thirty seconds or so.
His eyes never parted from mine and his hands never came off my head either. I knew he was being pushed to his edge, as I noticed him still jiggling around slightly and drenching his lips frequently.
"I love you, Sloan," he mouthed.
Immediately after the message entered my brain again, a couple tears surfaced. I failed to halt my pleasuring, but he was pulling my heart strings. I did swallow once, but I stayed strong for him.
Although, then, he yanked his hands away. "Shit, Sloan, I'm gonna pop again," he warned me jerking around.
I let it out again, but stayed close to his member. "I want you to cum on my face now, Marco."
"Okay," he laughed, taking his schlong in his hand.
He stroked it for a few seconds and I kept my eyes on his, rather than his dick. He doused my face with his seed a few seconds later. It was hot for the very first second, but instantly cooled down.
I was unsure how long it lasted, but I knew by time it was over, I loved him more than ever. I just stayed down there for a moment and enjoyed every last second as I felt it all dry. After that moment, I let out a giant exhale and wiped my eyes.
"I love you too, Marco," I whispered, climbing up with him.
I sat down on his lap, wrapped my arms around him and put my head onto his shoulder. "Don't worry, I won't ask you to kiss me right now."
He quickly took me down onto my back on the couch and kissed me. "Maybe I want to," he corrected me, prior to making love to me. "Only because I love you."
I enjoyed the supreme act of love again, with his member sliding in and out of me ever so slowly. I had no choice but to grin quite widely.
"So, will you teach me to be the best lover I can be for you? Anything that you think I should know in order to get you thinking about fucking me all day?"
"Maybe," he replied before he leaned his head down to my breasts.
His tongue came out and it landed right on my left nipple.
"Oh, I liked that. Do it again," I requested, placing my hands onto his head.
"Yes, sex goddess," he muttered before he stopped his thrusts and just started slathering my nipple.
With each lick, I trembled. I had to close my eyes because it just felt so damn good.
"Holy shit. You are a man within another man, Marco. You are making me feel so damn good, both inside and out. Yes, keep licking that nipple like that. I'm feeling so damn good, I'm shedding more tears. Please, don't ever leave me, I love you and want you with me forever," I moaned, scrubbing his head. "No one could possibly replace you, either."
He came back up to me. "Whatever sick shit you want to learn or try in bed, we'll do it, Sloan. Although, for right now, I just want to make sweet love to you," he muttered, bringing his hands to my face and letting his pecker thrust again.
He massaged my cheeks ever so softly for a moment as his cock never stopped moving. I brought my hands up to his shoulders and held them there tightly. Of course our eye contact was locked up, but we were also looking into one another's souls.
He could look down at my boobs or just my pretty face, but he is just looking right into my eyes. It is as if literally nothing and no one could compare to me. He just wants me, end of story. Oh, it still hurts a little bit, but the emotional spike is so worth it. I officially have the man of my dreams. Maybe they aren't sex dreams, but they are my romantic dreams. I can't wait to tell our parents, I just know they'll be happy.
"Your pussy is a wonderland, Step-sis," he praised it, prior to kissing me.
"And your cock is unworldly, Step-bro," I answered, rubbing his shoulders. "Even if we couldn't ever have a sexual relationship, I still love you more than anyone else for taking me to my prom."
"I know," he mentioned before leaned up and slide his dick out.
He put his hand out and I took it. We just looked at for a moment in silence, but he turned me around on the couch and put his hands onto my thighs.
He placed his chin onto my shoulder. "It was so hot to see take my load on your face. I know you didn't love it, but you did it for me. If that's not 'Girlfriend' material, then I don't know what is. Now lower yourself for me," he requested before he gently pushed me down.
I got on my hands and peeked back at him. I just watched him smile and take his rod in his right hand.
He brought the head to my slit and rubbed them together. "Here is a new position for you, Sloan," he pointed out before his cock slid right into my pussy. "It is called: doggie style," he informed me, prior to his hands landing on my butt.
"Good to know," I giggled, closing my eyes and lowering my head down too.
I just paced myself as I felt his cock beginning to thrust once again. His hands remained still, but I had to move. With each passing thrust, my entire body felt like it just got pushed, but in a pleasurable way.
"Oh, fuck. I like this, Marco. It doesn't have the intimacy of love making, but it feels so much better physically. I'm still hurting back there, but don't stop until you have to cum. Then I want you to do it all over my back. Will you do that for me?"
"Yes, Step-sis, I'll do that for you as much as you want, Kinky Chick."
"Thank you, Step-bro. Now get your pecker in there as deep as you can get it. Don't be afraid of hurting me, you've already proven how much you love me. Just fuck me as hard as you can. I've been a bad girl, so you should teach me a lesson. I used my body to seduce you into sex, so you should probably spank me."
"Fine, Bitch," he groaned before he slapped my ass.
"Ow, fuck! Do it again!"
He delivered another slap, but then he concentrated on fucking me with his big dick. He did just as I ordered and shoved it into my cherry as deep as he could. I seemed to be paralyzed by pleasure, so all I could do was breathe. But, even that became more difficult by the second.
"Shit, it hurts. But I still feel so good, Marco," I cried. "Tell me you love me again."
"I love you, Sloan. I'll be loving you like this forever, I'm sure. A sweet and sexy young woman like yourself should be loved like nobody's business. As long as you want me, I'll want you too. Holy shit, this is so taboo and hot. I could just keep fucking you all day long."
"Then do it, Hunk. Don't just moan it to me. It is Sunday morning, so we have nothing better to do than fuck each other. I might be slightly clean still, but you can sure dirty me up. I'll be your filthy and slutty step-sister soon enough. You won't have to take me out to dinner or buy me stuff; if you want to fuck me, then I'll let you fuck me. You may screw me any possible way you want."
"Damn, that's hot, Sloan. I can guess that you've always been dirty, but I unleashed that side of you."
"Maybe, now quit talking and fuck me as hard as you can."
He just leaned right back to me and wrapped his arms around me. "You aren't the boss of me," he informed me before he smooched my cheek. "If you are gonna be my sex goddess, you are gonna have to patient with me too. I'm teaching you, but I will at my own pace. So, be nice," he commanded me before he arched back up.
He grabbed onto my butt cheeks rather tightly and pulled cock all the out to the head. He held that position for a moment and I peeked towards him. I licked my lips for a moment as he did the same. After a moment, he began thrusting again as we kept our eyes on each other.
"If nothing else, Sloan, you've provided me with some hot sex. I certainly hope our relationship doesn't go south."
"It won't. Now, quit talking!" I roared, shaking my ass.
After only a couple seconds, he stopped thrusting, but I remained his vibrator for his manhood. I watched him the whole time and cheesed a bit. I felt my heart pumping at full speed again and I clenched my fists too.
Oh, he is in the palm of my hand now: he loves me and seems to be incredibly sexually attracted to me too.
After another moment, his hands slid off my ass and his eyes parted from mine.
I think I might be pleasuring him to death, so now his entire body is wiggling around.
"Shit, Sloan, I have to cum already," he moaned through his teeth before he pulled his cock out.
I saw him stroking it, but I immediately turned around and leaned up to him. "Screw my back, cum all over my tits, stomach and pussy now, Marco. Do it for your lover," I muttered, getting close to him and placing my hands on his face. "I love you, Marco."
"I love you too, Sloan," he professed to me before he pasted his lips onto mine.
We made out for a few seconds just before I felt the mighty force of his load attacking my stomach, cherry and melons. He managed to get out at least five shots and each one felt hot at the first second, but immediately cooled down.
The whole time, I couldn't stop smiling to save my life, although I kept my lips on his and we had probably the most intimate make out session we ever had. My hands stayed on his face, and a few seconds after he finished cumming, his hands found their way to my face as well.
We kissed each other for three more minutes and massaged one another's faces too. I had no choice but to shed a few more tears. I also sniffled a little bit, but managed to just keep kissing him as if we were about to lose our lips.
Without our lips parting, he leaned back and I followed him so my cum soaked body was right up against his. His hands slipped down and found their way onto my butt. He caressed it, going up and down repeatedly, but I just kept my hands on his face.
We maintained that position for another twenty minutes, but he never attempted to make love to me. He just kept our make out session and the intimacy intact. Of course, I felt my lips get rather tired, but it was worth it.
During those twenty minutes, I got out a few tears, but he just let it go. I can only guess that he is loving more and more by the second.
As we got close to that end time, his palms slithered their way over onto my chest. He kept them still, but applied a little bit of pressure. I just kept my lips on his, but didn't fight back.
Right after the twelve-hundredth second, he pushed my lips off his. "Damn, how can your lips not be tired?"
"They are, but I just wanted to keep kissing you."
"We have forever to make out though, we don't have to keep kissing until we just can't move them anymore."
"Do you mean that?"
"Yes, and I have the same amount of time to make love to you," he reminded me before he slowly flipped us around.
He aligned his member with my slit again and peeked right at me. "Just remember: neither of us will ever stop learning," he mentioned before he slid his cock in again.
"I understand. You'll never stop teaching your sex goddess. Now fuck me again, and remember: I'm not leaving you either and my pussy, hands and mouth are always open for your business."
"Very good to know," he replied, prior to making sweet love to me again.