Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fuck: You Owe Me: 16 Holding her stepbrother's throbbing cock in her hand, her thumb running over the powerful vein on its underside, Laura knew they were going to have sex.

It wasn't a preference or desire - well, it was that, too; it was more an instinct, a primal knowledge of what was going to happen because ithad to happen. The energy between the two of them, the intoxication that soaked the air - it all hummed through her body. She was resonating with sexuality and need.

"And I love you, Laura." The butterflies still danced in her stomach. He looked up at her with a smile as he stroked her cheek, brushed a strand of hair from her eyes. She rested her forehead against his as she took a deep breath of him.

He kissed her.

"You need a shower," she kissed back.

"So shower me." He nibbled lightly at her ear and she closed her eyes, her fingers playing in his hair. She felt his kisses ebbing down her skin, his lips against her collar bone, his tongue probing the hollow of her neck.

They were as they'd been before, naked from the waist down. Laura was still wearing her pink cut-off from earlier that morning. Chris was in the white t-shirt he'd put on after the locker room.

"Two showers in almost as many hours. You just can't keep clean." "No thanks to you." The smile in his voice brought her eyes open and she pressed herself down on him, kissing him hard. Having let go of his cock, she now felt its heat against her thigh. It burned; she wanted it to melt inside her.

She broke away, pulling him up from the sheets with her. "Con, stepbrother, before I fuck you right here." His ears perked up. "I can wait on that shower then." She laughed. "No, you can't." His shoulder blades dug into the door as he used it to brace her. Her arms were cradled tightly between their chests, her hands holding his face. Their mouths hung inches apart. Their breaths cin quick, hungry pants. Shirts still on. Her legs wrapped around his waist. Her moist lips pressing against his cock, sliding up then down its underside. Controlled. Slow. Excruciatingly awesome.

With each downward motion of her body along his, their breaths becragged and uncontrolled. He could feel her heat at the tip of his cock, her pussy planting its own tiny kisses along his shaft. Each tshe moved her hips, her lips just barely engulfed his crown before sliding back down the underside. He grimaced with restraint, eyes closed. Hers were vacant, fluttering, as if in a fugue, lost in sinner recess of her desires.

Their mouths touched and their lips made a half-hearted attempt at a kiss; their energies were preoccupied elsewhere.

But when his eyes opened and he saw her drunken gaze, he pulled her close, kissing her fiercely. His tongue ran across her upper lip. Suddenly her eyes snapped shut and she met his tongue with hers. Both of them moaning, both of them gasping for breath. "I want you inside me," she panted.

"I know." "No you don't. Oh god, Chris, no you don't." She was almost whimpering.

The water cascaded over her hair, running down over her face as his tongue dueled with hers. Her top was soaked a deeper pink; in his mind, it made her all the more like candy. And he knew her taste.

Her left leg was wrapped around his, curling higher as they kissed, spreading wider. His cock was sandwiched between their abdomens, and she wasn't sure who's heartbeat she could feel more - hers or his.

She pushed back from him only for a moment so she could peel the pink top from her body. He saw that her nipples were hard, and when she pressed back against him to attack his mouth - their naked bodies separated now only by whatever water trickled between them - his cock twitched. She felt it and moaned lightly against his lips.

"Are you close?" she asked.

He just nodded.

Between kisses: "Too close?" He shook his head.

She clamped back onto his mouth, her tongue fluttering over the tip of his, but this ther hand traveled down between them to grasp his shaft. She shifted herself forward slightly, and he felt the tip of his cock press against her sex. She moved it back and forth, the water and their juices and her lips and his cock creating a thousand different points of sensation.

She lowered herself and he felt her warmth surround him. Their groans echoed together through the bathroom. She felt like she had about half of him inside her, but she couldn't be sure. She felt the pressure of it up in her lungs as she struggled to control her breathing. She'd never felt this full. It was wonderful and strange and ecstasy and pain all at once.

It was the first tanything other than fingers had been inside her.

She lowered herself a little further. A sudden shudder rippled through his body. "Shit, too close..." "Wait," she breathed, her nose rubbing against his. She lifted herself off of him. "Condom." He just nodded. "Okay." She kissed him again before leaving the shower. Though no one was hshe still grabbed her towel off the rack and wrapped it around herself before hurrying through the door and into her bedroom.

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"Hello?" Laura froze.

"Laura? Chris?" Laura's eyes dashed to the open bathroom door as she heard the footsteps coming up the stairs. Her mind raced. Shit, shit, shit. She quickly grabbed what she needed from the drawer and started for the bathroom.

"There you are." Laura looked up. "Becky, you scared the shit out of me." As casually as she could, she closed the door and held onto the knob as if it was propping her up.

Rebecca stood in the doorway wearing the sblack turtleneck and blue jeans from before. Her long red hair hung over her shoulders. "I was ringing the doorbell for ten minutes." "The door was unlocked?" Laura asked, slightly annoyed.

"No, I broke a window and climbed in." Rebecca shrugged. "What? I've let myself in before." Laura's fingers tapped nervously on the doorknob. "No, it's fine, I'm just... in a hurry. I was going to take a shower." "Okay, I'll wait downstairs." "Make yourself at home," Laura said with a forced smile.

As Rebecca turned to leave, they suddenly heard singing from the bathroom.

"I could stay awake, just to heeeeare you breeeeathin'!" Rebecca stopped and turned back. Laura winced, her nose curling up. She had to smile actually. He was such a bad singer.

Rebecca was staring right at her. Shit. Rebecca's eyes widened.

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Laura stepped into the doorway to block her. "No one, seriously, it's no one." "Don't lie to me. Do I know him?" Laura cleared her throat again, laughing nervously. "Um, I don't think so. Maybe. I don't know." Rebecca crossed her arms and tilted her head. Laura knew the look. She sighed, relenting. "Okay! Okay. It's... it's this guy from school." "What guy from school? You never toldabout a guy from school."

"I know, I know," Laura said. "Look, it was... it was a crazy semester thing. I thought we were done when school was over. But... you know..." "Well, what's his name? What's he like?" "He's good, his name's Joe." Joe? Laura glanced at Rebecca like a child would its parent after confessing that the dog was the one drawing on the wall.

But Rebecca just smiled. "Huh," she said. Then, "Is Chris home?"

Laura forced a laugh. "No! God, no! No, no, no." She then laughed at the floor again. "That'd be weird."

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