Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fuck: You Owe Me: 17 "Oh!" Laura laughed loudly. "Pshaw!" Pshaw? Rebecca's face brightened. "Yeah? How is he?" A chorus erupted from behind the bathroom door. "I don't wanna close my eyes. I don't wannafaaaaall asleep 'cause I'd miss you, baby..." Rebecca laughed and shook her head. "Little tone deaf, isn't he?" "Hey." Laura hit her lightly. "I can make fun of his singing. You can't." Rebecca put her hands up. "Alright. Well, I'll go watch sTV or something." She grinned. "Take your time." "How about I call you?" Laura knew the answer already.

"Um, no. I need to meet him." "I don't think today's the best time." "Are you kidding? You're taking a shower a with him. He's gonna feel like a million bucks. Besides you didn't tellabout him this whole time. You're overdue one introduction." Laura listened to her head down the stairs, then remembered something. "Hey!" She ran to the banister. Rebecca looked up at her. "How was the ride hwith Simon?" She shrugged. "It was okay." Laura's shoulders sagged. "You didn't fight, did you?" "I'll tell you about it later." She motioned to the bathroom knowingly. "Go take your shower." Rebecca disappeared into the family room. When Laura heard the TV con, she hurried back into the bathroom. Chris was still singing. "You're myaaaaaaan-gel!" "Alright! Steven Tyler! Shut it!" His head peaked out. "You get lost?" "No, we have company." She said as she locked the door, then crossed to the other one and locked it as well.

"You serious? Who?" "Becky." Laura leaned against the door to Chris's room, staring at the ceiling.

Although he was still horny as a bull, his cock had softened considerably. At the mention of Rebecca, he could feel himself getting hard again. "Really? Becky's here?" Then, "The door was unlocked?" "Yeah. Way to go, mister. And she still is, so keep your voice down." "She didn't hearsinging?" he said quieter.

"Oh, she did." Chris was waiting for more. "Okay... so...?" "I told her you're sguy from college." Chris just stared at her for a second. "But I was singing." Laura shrugged. "She believed me." Just a heads up: is the only place to read the complete version of this book for free. Don't miss out on the next chapter-visit us now and continue your journey! "Wish I had friends that gullible." "Hey!" Laura said, stepping over to the shower curtain. She took his hand in hers, playing with his fingers. "You're a prune." She kissed them. "You about done?" He raised his eyebrows. "Um... I thought we were, uh... you know." She laughed. "We can't, silly. Becky's downstairs." "So?" he shrugged. "She already knows you're in here with someone, and I doubt she thinks you're just holding hands with him." She laced her fingers with his and smiled happily. "But I am." Chris smiled. She was adorable. "I'm still dirty." She sighed feigning annoyance, but he saw the glimmer in her eyes. "I suppose we do need to take care of that," she said reluctantly, then pulled his hand to the towel.

Without needing to be told, Chris untucked it. It fell to the floor. And he felt that very familiar feeling returning to his loins.

Keeping her eyes locked with his, she demurely stepped back into the shower, taking hold of his shaft and massaging it. He sucked in air at the feel or her touch and breathed out slowly, controlled. She smiled at him. "Still ready to pop, huh?" "Uh-huh." She leaned in and lightly kissed him, their lips barely grazing. "You're beautiful," he said.

She beamed appreciatively. Still holding his cock, she moved around behind him into the water, her free hand sliding over his chest while she began stroking him. She planted soft kisses along the back of his neck and he groaned. She felt one of his hands take hold of hers on his chest. She rubbed her thumb over the slit of his cock, smearing the fresh precum. He breathed steadily, nuzzling back against her. "God, Laura..." Just a heads up: is the only place to read the complete version of this book for free. Don't miss out on the next chapter-visit us now and continue your journey!

As she jerked him off, she felt his free hand reach behind and slide down her midriff. A finger slipped between m her legs and she let out her own! breath as it reached her clit. As much as she wanted him, she didn't want to get too much more worked up. Knowing Becky was in the house had made Laura slightly insecure. She still wanted Chris. But she wanted to wait for them to be alone more. His finger was trapped between her legs. She could feel it wiggling, trying to get to her. It was making her hotter.

She let go of his hand on his chest and brought hers down to cup his balls, gently playing with them and rolling them in her fingers. He arched his back against her. She stroked him faster.

"Oh fuck, you are so good at this," he moaned. She tilted up and nibbled on his earlobe. He laughed, not because anything was funny; just as a simple release of energy. It all felt so good.

She felt him tensing against her. She felt so empowered beating him off from behind, unable to kiss him or look him in the eye. Simply getting him off. That was her mission. His butt clenched in restraint.

His eyes were closed, so he didn't see her caround in front of him. When she leaned in and kissed his lips lightly, he barely reacted. "Hey," she said softly. "Open your eyes." He did and Laura saw that familiar intoxication.

Staring into his eyes, she lowered herself to her knees. She ran the tip of her tongue over the underside of the crown, tickling the sensitive ridge before kissing her way down the shaft. At the base, she licked the bottom of his sac, then traced her tongue back up the entire underside before engulfing the tip in her mouth.

He moaned loudly, and Laura knew Rebecca could hear him downstairs. The thought flushed her with heat. She hoped Chris csoon. Otherwise...

She took him from her mouth and sat back on her feet, looking up at him. "Wanna cum?" she asked. He offered a slack-jawed smile and she could tell how hard he was holding on. "Go ahead," she said, then gave him her sweetest, most innocent bat of the eyelashes. "Cum on my face, Chris."

"Fuck Laura fuck fuckfuck." The words poured out of him in no particular sense or order. His hips bucked suddenly and his body 3 m shuddered as the cum spurt from his cock and sprayed onto her face. She closed her eyes and held her mouth open, letting the cum land where it wanted. As she continued pumping him, she could feel the heat of his cum on her forehead, cheeks, and mouth. It mixed with water and when she swallowed she tasted that familiar taste.

She didn't especially enjoy the facial, but they were in the shower after all, and she didn't mind it nearly as much as he enjoyed it. Eventually the m ribbons got smaller and less powerful until the last drops dribbled over her fingers and the head of his cock. When he was through and all his cock could do was twitch, she took it back in her mouth, licking the cum from the tip then sucking him to the base, feeling him squeeze into her throat. He suddenly moaned again, loudly. She felt his hands take her head and he thrust forward. From out of no where, a second series of spurts erupted from his cock. She relaxed and swallowed as he held her there, trembling, his hips frozen against her mouth. "Just hold still for a sec," he breathed. He was no longer coming, but he refused to move. The sensations were too powerful.

Finally, he released his grip on her head, and she pulled him from her mouth. Spent and dry - at least for the moment - she held his aching cock in her hand, looking up at him, smiling sweetly. He pulled her up to him and kissed her deeply, tasting himself in her mouth and feeling his cum still on her face.

"Best stepsister ever," he said. She laughed and held herself close to him, his arms wrapped around her securely as they stood in the spray of water from the shower head.

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