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“B-But you cornered me that time! And you locked the bathroom door.”

He shrugs wickedly, “So what? Would you have rather been at that stuffy dinner table with Mom and Dad and their stuck up friends?”

You pout, “No but… I almost burnt the chicken.”

“Because you were too busy dry humping your brother—”

“—HEY! Stepbrother!”

“Whatever. Now come here, I’m gonna teach you what a handjob is.”

He makes you feel his hard crotch through the denim of his jeans. Your cheeks burn, and yet curiosity brims inside you.

“What does it feel like?”

You mull over his question, trying your hardest to act cool and not freak out, “it’s… uh… it’s really hard.”

“You can thank your little shorts for that.” Ari snorts, snapping the waistband of your silky PJs. “Who the fuck walks around the house like this? I can practically see your ass cheeks.”

“It gets hot at night!”

“No, I think you just wear slutty shit like this to get my attention. Prance around and act all cute, and then you act surprised when I come into your room at night.”

Well, that’s exactly what had happened. After talking to your friend on the phone for a few hours, you’d hung up and realised it was close to midnight. Already in your cute little pink PJ set with the lace frills, you’d headed downstairs for a glass of water.

Except your stepbrother was at home this weekend. Ari had his own place up in the city, as well as some high paying job he’d got straight out of college. He’d gone to the same university as you, but he was older, having graduated a few years before you’d even begun freshman year. But you’d heard stories about him — the football coaches loved him, as did all the girls. You’d known of him even before his dad had married your mom last year.

What you couldn’t have known or predicted was the fixation your stepbrother seemed to have with you. He was always finding reasons to come home and stay for the weekend, always finding reasons to be around you. Watch you, touch you, fondle you, make fun of you. But he’d become a lot more touchy lately, and you didn’t know what to make of it except you didn’t hate it.

Like tonight, his eyes had followed you as you’d moved around the kitchen. Your parents were asleep, and with predatory eyes Ari had stared you down, his tongue running over his lips as he’d eyed up your barely covered ass like it was a piece of meat.

“Little girls aren’t supposed to dress like this.” He’d said, his voice deeper than usual.

“Well good thing I’m not a little girl!” You’d shot back before skipping upstairs, forever trying to act nonchalant because you didn’t know how to deal with the fact that your stepbrother made you horny.

Of course, he’d followed you up to your bedroom. Sauntered inside like he owned the place. It didn’t help that he was just so hot. All your friends had a crush on him, and he was always dating models or whatever. In fact, you were pretty sure he was dating one right now.

“How’s Gabrielle?” You blurt out just as he makes himself comfortable on your desk chair. He’s got you in his lap and your hand still on his clothed crotch, and he barely pauses at the mention of his French model girlfriend of the month.

“She’s fine.” His finger nonchalantly traces up your bare arm before dipping down your front, tugging your top down to reveal more of your cleavage.

“Well how would she feel if she knew about the stuff we do?”

Ari smirks, “elaborate on stuff please.”

You shift on top of him, “Uh… you know… this kinda stuff…”

“You mean when I get you off?”

You shrug, feeling shy all of a sudden.

“I told you, there’s nothing wrong with this. We’re both adults and we both make each other feel good. That’s got nothing to do with my girlfriend.”

“What if I get a boyfriend?”

That makes him pause, narrowing his blue eyes, “You have a boyfriend?”

“Well, there’s this guy called Steve in my World Politics class. He’s pretty popular but he seems to like me. I’m gonna tutor him next week.”

“He sounds like an asshole.” And yet Ari doesn’t look worried at all, his finger brushing against your nipple through the thin material of your top.

“No, he’s pretty nice actually. Well. At least I think he is.”

“He’s going to take advantage of you during your little tutoring session.” Your stepbrother says plainly.

Your jaw drops, “No he’s not! Steve isn’t like that.”

Ari rips your top in half in one fluid motion, and you yelp as the buttons pop and fly everywhere. He pinches your erect nipple coolly, snickering when you wince.

“Baby, we’re all like that. Where are you gonna tutor him? In here?”

“I-In his dorm room,” you stutter, gripping onto his bicep as he takes your nipple into his mouth, sucking harshly. His huge hands wrap around your waist, positioning you over his thigh and you automatically grind down because you feel all frustrated down there. “Steve says he wants privacy so he can focus on learning.”

Ari stands up suddenly, you tight in his arms. That was another thing about him — he was just so big and strong! He’s holding you up with just one arm, the other one still playing with your breast.

“You’re so naive, baby girl. You know he’s gonna try and fuck you, right?”

“No! He wouldn’t!”

He throws you down on your bed, your silky pink sheets crumpling as he climbs on top of you, your body completely dwarfed by his.

“He would. But I know you wouldn’t let him.”

“Wh-Why not?”

Ari slips your shorts down, revealing your full naked body to him.

“Because you and I both know I’m the one who’s gonna pop your cherry. And by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be ruined for anyone else.”

He says it so casually, and at the same time he grabs your hand and tucks it under the waistband of his sweats. You gasp when it touches something hard and smooth, and he makes you wrap your fingers around it. His cock.

“Take it out, baby.” His voice always gets so much deeper whenever the two of you are intimate.

You nod, wanting to show him you’re not affected by him. And yet you can’t help but widen your eyes when you pull it out. It’s huge — the way it slaps up against his abs all red and angry and thick. You’ve never seen it before, usually when the two of you fooled around it was just touching above clothes. But now… this…

“It’s big.” You whisper.

Ari smirks, “Yep, but don’t worry. I’ll prep you real nice before I take you for the first time. Good little girls like you deserve that.”

You gulp, “I-I don’t think I’m ready.”

He cups your cheek, patting it condescendingly, “I know you’re not, baby. But you’re gonna touch it for me, aren’t you? Make your big brother feel good?”

“Stepbrother!” You squeak.

He makes you move your hand up and down his big dick, and you can’t get over how small your hand looks in comparison to it. You can’t even wrap your fingers around all the way!

“Spit on it.”

Ari’s eyes are dark, like twin windows to his lustful soul. He’s staring you down hard, and when he gets intense like that you can’t help but obey. He’s older than you, smarter, bigger, stronger, wiser. He makes you feel all small and helpless. Plus, he knew everything about sex, and you were inexperienced as they come.

“S-Spit?”

“Yeah, baby. Makes it easier to rub it.”

You do as he says, and he lets out a guttural groan, increasing the pace of your hand as he makes you jack him off.

“A-Ari, what if mom and dad hear us?”

He grins, “You’re afraid they’ll find out what a bad girl you are?”

“I’m not bad!”

“Of course not,” he rolls his eyes, “it’s just me who’s corrupting you, huh?”

He guides your thumb to stroke his tip, and you’re almost entranced by how new all this is to you. But what turns you on more than anything is how in control Ari is. Guiding your hand to whatever pace he wants you to go at, and the whole time he has his eyes on you. Drinking you in, observing your every reaction.

It’s when you bite your lip that he surges forward and kisses you. And he’s kissed you before, of course he has. He took care of that ages ago, when he’d pushed you against the side of the pool on a different night and stolen your first kiss. He was obsessed with being your first everything, you’d realised. Maybe he was just obsessed with you.

And yet he seems so nonchalant for a man so obsessed.

He kisses you lazily, all the while making you pump his dick. His tongue is so soft, so slow yet purposeful against yours.

“You like kissing me, baby?” He smiles between kisses.

“Yes,” you sound breathless and needy.

“And you like jacking me off?”

“Yes!”

“So would you like it if I made you ride me?”

You gulp, “I told you, I don’t think I’m ready…”

He chuckles, pulling your cheek condescendingly, “Aww, don’t worry. I know the little baby isn’t ready for sex. I’m talking about something else. Something different. But you’ll need to take your panties off.”

Less than a minute later, he’s got you naked and on top of him. He’d taken his shirt off too, and you gape at his tanned, hairy chest and toned abs. Gosh, he was exactly like all those ripped men in the movies! No wonder all his girlfriends were supermodels.

“That’s right, sit on top of me just like that,” he says gently, like you’re just a little baby who doesn’t know how to do anything. It makes you even wetter when he gets like that. “Now, I want you to move backwards and forwards.”

“I don’t know how!”

“Yes you do. Just do what feels good baby. Your pussy’s all wet and throbbing, isn’t she?” Ari smirks when you duck your head at his lewd words. He runs his tongue over his dark lips, his eyes navy with lust.

“Um, yeah…”

“Yeah what?”

“Yeah she’s wet and throbbing, okay??”

“Then rub her against me. I’ll guide your hips and help you. And baby?”

“Yeah?”

“I want you to call me daddy. And if you don’t do it, I’ll stop everything right now and leave you hanging.”

Your jaw drops. You’re used to Ari giving you whatever you want. He spoiled you a lot after all.

“D-Daddy?” You squeak, and you can practically see his eyes go ten shades darker in slow motion.

“Yeah, just like that,” he says darkly, squeezing your butt all slow and lingering, “God fuck baby you’re so hot. Nobody does it for me like you do. Hell, I even picture it’s you when I’m fucking my girl.”

You gasp, either from what he’s just admitted or because he’s started moving your hips back and forth. And your bare, wet pussy glides over his rock hard abs, and you can feel every ridge and dip and it feels like heaven. And fuck, he’s so hairy and manly and you can feel it, and your clit throbs with the need to go faster, feel more friction. But you and him both know he’s controlling the pace right now.

“She doesn’t do it for me,” Ari says, watching you like a hawk as your face contorts in pleasure, and you twist and writhe above him, your hands gripping his shoulders as you begin to move in earnest, “Not like how you do. There’s just something about how innocent you are, and how much you look up to me. It’s so fucking hot, baby girl. The idea of me corrupting you and ruining your innocence. All while you look up at me with those fucking sexy doe eyes as if I’m your God.”

You gasp at the picture his words are painting. Gosh, it’s getting you so hot and needy! You rut harder against him, chasing your release and nothing else. There’s just something about him being so in charge, so in control yet so nonchalant about it. You love being at his mercy, letting your stepbrother corrupt you like you truly are the helpless baby he always makes fun of you for being.

He spits down on your breasts before pushing them together and burying his face in them. He licks and nips and sucks till you’re crying from the torture. He’s bullying you nipples, biting and sucking and pulling till they feel sore and sensitive and it just heightens all your sensations. Your orgasm’s building up, just the feel of his hard abs on your pussy, how your clit drags against his hairiness. Fuck, he was such a man. And it’s driving you over the edge.

“A-Ari, it’s too much!” You whine.

He slaps your clit and you cry pitifully, so fucking close to your release.

“Call me daddy again,” he orders, “say it, and promise you’ll let me fuck you for real the next time I come down here.”

“Daddy,” you moan, clutching at his abs, his shoulders, his hair. All the while he’s dragging you back and forth over him, and you can feel his dick rock hard against your bare ass. Oh, the idea that he could overpower you and slip it in at any point if he so pleased. Fuck fuck fuck…

“Say it,” Ari commands through gritted teeth. “I can’t stand fucking anyone else anymore. It has to be you, baby. And you’ll let me do it won’t you? You’ll let your stepbrother fuck you? Teach you how it’s done?”

“Yes!” You feel delirious with pleasure, rocking back and forth on top of him, and his whole front is soaking wet with your cream. And it’s so fucked up, because your parents are asleep under the same roof. But at this moment in time you can’t even think straight. “Yes, you can fuck me for real next time! I’ll let you do anything to me! I just… ngh… daddy, I…I…”

You squirt so violently that you collapse on top of him, crying and whimpering as your slick covers his abs and chest. And the release is so insanely hot, so sexy, so fucking pleasurable that you can’t think straight.

“Good girl,” Ari praises, “good little baby, you’re so good for me. Doing exactly what I want you to do. Using your stepbrother for your own pleasure. Fuck, you’re so hot. Don’t know what I’ll fucking do without you when I go back home. You’re like my own little personal doll. I should fucking take you with me.”

He grabs your hand and puts it on his dick. And you’re sapped of all energy, so you just watch him use your hand to jack himself off. His dick feels so big and hard, and you wonder how it’ll ever fit inside you. Because now you’ve promised him that he could fuck you. And you couldn’t take that back.

He cums hard, making sure to coat your hand with his sticky hot cum. And you lie there on his chest like a baby, breathing hard and feeling like you’re in a dream. There’s still a dull throbbing between your legs, like the situation is just so fucking sexy that you can’t help but be turned on again.

And Ari just won’t stop touching you. Even now, as he lies there spent and his sticky cum is all over you, coating your ass and it feels so hot and sexy. Like he’s marked you as his and there’s no going back now.

“Thank you,” you squeak before quickly correcting yourself, “thank you, daddy.”

“You’re welcome, baby,” Ari kisses your forehead, his huge hand rubbing your back comfortingly. “But we’re not finished just yet. You promised to let me fuck you, and we’ve got to practice some other things before you’ll be ready to take my dick.”

You bite your lip, looking into his blue eyes, “O-Other things?”

“Yes.” Ari sits up, grinning wickedly, “We have all night to practice everything. And first, I want to see how many fingers daddy can fit inside that cute virgin pussy.”