That night, I slept in Mike's bed with him. I do not even think it bothered us that we were completely naked. I woke up late morning to the feeling of Mike lightly running his fingers over my naked body. I stretch, and look up at him with a sweet smile. "Good morning beautiful," he whispers as he softly kisses my lips.
"Mmm good morning my sweet brother."
He gently kisses my neck softly, his fingers lightly running up my side, to my tits. He brushes his fingertips over my nipple.
"Ohhh."
"You like this sis?"
"Oh yes."
"Mmm I wonder how much you'll like it when I do this then." He lowers his face to my tit, licking all around the nipple.
"Oh hell Mike," I moan.
"Ooh it's nice and hard," he says as he continues flicking his tongue. I notice him wiggle a little bit.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"Something else is getting hard too."
"Mmm let me see."
He stands up, showing me his cock at full attention. My eyes widen at the site of it. His cock had to be at least eight inches long. He wraps his hand around it, slowly stroking it. "You like my cock sis?"
"Yes I do. Very much."
"Remember how I licked you yesterday?"
"Ohhh yes!"
"Would you do something for me?"
"Like what?"
"Would you give me head?"
"I've only done it a couple of times. I'm not very good at it."
"It's ok. I'll help you with what to do."
"Okay."
"Start by wrapping your hand around it. Don't grip it hard. Do it lightly." I wrap my hand lightly around his hard cock. Man is it firm. Even with the light grasp I had on it, I could still feel it throbbing. "Ok, now slowly start stroking it." I slowly run my hand up and down his cock. I hear Mike moan. "Oh Angie that feels so good. Do you want to taste it now?"
"Mmm yes please."
"Okay, start by flicking your tongue across the head of it like I do your nipple. Keep stroking while you do so please."
I start flicking the tip of my tongue quickly back and forth over the head of his swollen cock, continuously stroking him. I start sliding my hand faster up and down. "Oh hell yes! Wrap your lips around my shaft please sis!" I wrap my lips around his cock, slowly letting it enter my mouth. Wrapping my lips firmly around his cock, I press my tongue against the bottom of the shaft. Then I begin bobbing back and forth. "Oh Angie!" he moans, stroking the top of my head. I begin bobbing a little faster. I feel his cock throbbing against my tongue. "Your soft lips wrapped around my cock feels so good. You might make me cum. Do you want to taste it sis?"
I moan loudly, nodding. He gets a big smile on his face. I feel him grab some of my hair as he starts thrusting in and out. "Oh my god Angie! I'm about to cum! Are you ready?" I moan my approval, steady working my lips up and down. All of a sudden, he lets out a loud howl. He unconsciously thrust his cock hard and deep into my mouth, his warm cum shooting out, hitting the back of my throat. I about choke on it, not expecting so much so fast. I finish milking his cock with my tongue, trying to get all of it out. Mike then falls back against the wall, temporarily exhausted."Damn Angie, that was wonderful!" he finally manages to spit out. "Did you really swallow all of that?" I just look up at him and smile. Wiping off my mouth with the back of my hand, I stand up on my tiptoes to kiss him on his cheek.
"You hungry?" I ask.
"I'm famished! he replies.
"Pancakes and eggs sound good?"
"Sounds awesome sis!"
"Ok, I'll get started on it," I tell him as I walk towards his bedroom door.
"Umm sis, here. Throw on one of my T-shirts. Don't want Mom or Justin to come home and see you naked." I pull his T-shirt on over my head. Mike walks up and hugs me tightly from behind as I check myself in his mirror. Softly kissing the top of my head, he looks at me in the mirror. "You look really sexy with my shirt on." I finish adjusting, tilting my head up to smile at him.
"Come on, let's head out to the kitchen and get some food."
We leave Mike's room and head for the kitchen. As I start gathering ingredients, Mike sits down at the table, reading one of his magazines. All of a sudden, we hear the front door open. It's Justin. He walks in holding his head and spots us in the kitchen. "We got any Tylenol?" he asks. Dude must have a hell of a hangover from last night.
"In the medicine cabinet in the bathroom," Mike replies.
Justin stumbles down the hall. We hear the bathroom door shut. "Serves him right to have that bad a hangover after what he did last night," I tell Mike.
"That it does Ang."
"Think he remembers?"
"We'll see when he comes out."
I stand at the stove, stirring up the pancake batter. I warm up the skillet and frying pan to start making the eggs. All of a sudden, we hear a loud thud in the bathroom. We both look at each other and race for the bathroom door. Mike gets there first and knocks."Justin, you all right man?"he asks.
No response.
"Justin, you okay?"
Still, no response. Mike tries the door. It's unlocked. He slowly opens the door. Justin had passed out and collapsed on the floor. Mike checks to see if he's still breathing, which he is. "Come on Angie, help me drag him to Mom's room. He's all right, just finally passed out." I grab one arm and proceed to help Mike drag him into Mom's room. Mike drops him down on the bed. Justin turns himself over mumbling. "Well, that's a good sign at least. Come on Angie, let's go finish breakfast while he sleeps it off."
We head back to the kitchen, where the pans on the stove are warmed up. I start pouring the batter into the pan, thinking about the night before. I had completely put the stuff with Justin out of my mind until he came home. It still had me kind of angry. Why would he do such a thing? Those thoughts went right back out of my head when I felt a pair of strong arms wraps around my waist. "How's breakfast coming sis? Smells good," Mike says.
"Almost done," I reply, kinda down.
"What's wrong sis?"
"Just thinking about last night, before you came home."
"Angie, try not to think about it. Let's wait til he wakes up to see if he even remembers what he did."
"All right Mike. Ready to eat? Breakfast is done."
I make up the plates as Mike grabs the silverware and drinks. We sit down and start eating. Mike wasn't joking. He was famished! He was done eating in less than two minutes, heading back to get more. As he sits back down, we start talking about what we're going to do for the day. He has a full day ahead at work. I plan on laying out by the pool. "Must be nice," Mike teases.
"Yeah, yeah. You can come join me when you get home."
"Sounds like a plan. You cooking tonight or want me to bring something home?"
"Nah. I'll cook dinner for you tonight."
"Sweet!"
We finish up breakfast. I start washing the dishes while Mike gets ready for work. I hear him walk back into the kitchen. My jaw drops. I've never realized how handsomely he looks in his freshly ironed, button downed white work shirt and brown khakis. "Damn Mike."
"What?"
"You look really good in your work uniform."
"Thanks," he says as he pulls me close, kissing me passionately. "I'll be back in about seven hours. Just do your best to stay away from him. Okay?"
I nod. "I'll do my best."
"All right. Have fun and I'll see you this evening."
"Okay. Have a nice day at work."
He kisses me one more time before he leaves. I return to washing and drying the breakfast dishes. I look out at the pool. "Think I'll go for a swim," I think to myself.
I go back to my room, shutting my door behind me. Pulling off Mike's T-shirt, I search my dresser for my bathing suit. I put my turquoise blue bikini on, tying it at my sides and around my top. The triangles on my tits barely cover me. I grab my pool robe and throw it on, just in case Justin wakes up. Walking through the house, I grab a towel out of the closet and head toward the pool. I toss my towel and robe onto the picnic table by the pool. I slowly slide down into the pool. Damn it's cold! I do a couple laps around the pool, then get bored. I decide to get out for a while and lay out in the sun. Spreading my towel out onto the table, I undo the bottom of my top and lie on my back in the sun. I must have fallen asleep for a bit. I was awakened by someone lightly touching my thigh. I glance up and about fall off the table. It was Justin. "What the hell do you want?”I ask.
"Man such a dirty mouth for such a pretty girl," he says as he sits down on the bench looking at me. " I just came out to tell you that your mom called. She's leaving to go out of town for a few days with the firm for a conference."
"Great. Like she's not gone enough already."
"Look. I know you miss her, but that is no reason to be so mean."
"That's not the reason I"m upset."
"Well, what is then?"
“You seriously don't know, do you?"
"Ah last night. Yeah about that," he says, running his fingers down my leg. "You are a beautiful young girl. I shouldn't have been so nasty toward you last night about what I wanted."
"Is that a half ass apology?" I ask.
"Yes. Let me apologize to you properly, “he says, moving toward my lower half.
"What are you doing?" I yell, wiggling back from him.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to penetrate you til you're ready,” he says, rubbing my thigh."I need to do to you what I made you do to me last night."
"I'd rather you just stay away from me."
"Come on. Please? I really want to taste you and make you feel good."
"Dude, you are my step dad. Why do you want me so bad when you have my beautiful mother?"
"I learned about sex from my step mom when I was a teenager. She taught me about oral sex, foreplay, and even took my virginity. Who better to teach it to you than me?"
Now I couldn't really tell him that Mike was already teaching me some about oral sex and told me about sex. Besides, the whole house knew I was on birth control because of irregular periods. "So what do you say? Please?" he begs.
"Ugh. All right if it will get you to leave me alone."
"You won't regret it. I'll make sure you fully enjoy," he says, rubbing my thigh. "Hold still a moment. I got to lift you to move you into position." He scoops me up in his arms, moving me down to where my legs were dangling over the table, my butt just on the edge of the table. I lay there, still sunbathing, while he props my legs up with my feet resting on the table. He then unties my bikini bottom, exposing my pussy to him. "Dang Angie, you've got a pretty pussy,"he says, gently rubbing it as he kisses the inside of my thigh. He slowly kisses up the inside of my thigh, continuing to run his finger between my pussy lips. I tried hard not to enjoy what he was doing, but it started to feel good. He kisses up my thigh stopping just before he gets to my clit, kisses the top of it then asks,"Are you ready?"
"About as ready as I'm going to be," I reply with no emotion.
Justin pushes my thighs further apart. He starts to slowly flick his tongue lightly over my clit. I can't hold it any longer. I let out a soft moan. He wraps his arms around m y thighs, spreading them apart, beginning to frantically lick my clit. "Mmm you like that baby?" Justin asks.
"I'm not your baby," I snap."But I do like it."
With that, he gets a lip lock around my clit, furiously licking it. I grab the sides of the table, moaning loudly. He then slowly starts poking his index finger at my opening. As he begins to insert it gently inside me, I let out a loud gasp. I"ve never had anything inside my pussy before. It actually felt good. "Not too hard please. I don't want it to break,"I tell him. He nods, never breaking the lock on my clit. "Oh shit Justin! I think I’m gonna orgasm!"I yell, arching my back. My legs up over his shoulders still, he reaches up and starts fondling my tits. This sends me over the edge. I start screaming and orgasming over and over, my entire body twitching.
I have never orgasmed that hard before! I lay there trembling for a few minutes, tears running down my face. After Justin finishes licking me clean, he kisses my thigh and moves to sit next to me on the bench. Gently brushing my hair, he goes to kiss me. I turn away from him. I jump off the table and bolt for the back door, not even realizing I had left my bottoms outside.
Running through the house, I head for the shower, locking the door. I jump into the shower, letting the hot water run down my body. I stood in there scrubbing myself for a good while. I can't believe that I just let Justin do that. As I stood there thinking about what had just happened, I braced myself against the shower wall. I started to cry again. I had no clue how I was going to explain this to Mike.
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