Socially Unacceptable (14 page)

She nodded, but she was still scared.
Thankfully he could improvise under pressure, because Daisy
suddenly couldn’t focus on anything except severe consequences.

“Baby, I swear I didn’t mean to,” Will
bemoaned, and a second later, her brother demonstrated his
impressive power of persuasion over her. “I’ll make it right. I’ll
fix this.” He licked and kissed her neck again as if saying he was
sorry, and he didn’t stop until all was forgiven and heat inside
her clouded her thoughts.

The next thing she knew, she was desperately
suggesting: “Since we already made the mistake, maybe we should
keep going?”

“Are you sure?” He stopped to stare at
her.

“I still haven’t finished.”

“I know,” he sighed heavily. “I’ll remain
partially hard for awhile and get stiff if I stay in you. But if I
don’t…well I guess it doesn’t matter if I keep all my cum in
you.”

“No, you can keep it in.”

He slowly began to sway, and even looked
between them to make sure his stiff cock was still hard. He pumped
careful for awhile, staying deep. But after a few minutes he built
up his strong thrusts. His shaft pumped his semen out of her.

“I like knowing you finished in me.”

“I can keep your legs up to hold it in.”

“Yeah, that’s hot.”

“I think so, too.”

He stuffed a pillow under her, and they were
so into his life giving cream inside her that soon they were
throwing themselves into one another. The sex was more arousing
than ever, because not only was their relationship taboo, but he
fucked her pussy soaked with his cum. And even though he drilled
her with endurance, and eventually pumped her full of semen with
another two more blasts of cum, Daisy teetered close to a climax
but never peaked.

“Why aren’t you cumming?” he asked, and she
could hear the anger in his voice. He was mad at himself, and
finally stopped pumping into her to try to get his erection back
again. “I don’t get it. This has never happened to me. I want you
so bad, Daisy. I’m doing everything I can think of to show you we
can be great together, but...”

“I don’t know what’s wrong, either,” she said
as frustrated as him.

“What are we not doing right? How do you make
yourself orgasm?”

“I don’t know. I just pat my fingers on my
clit, and like that I’m done,” she said with a snap of her
fingers.

“Maybe you’re one of those girls that needs
clit stimulation,” he said, and placed his thumb on her throbbing
nub and began rubbing her clit. It instantly pulsated a heat
throughout her entire body. “How is this, baby?”

“Just let me cum!” she cried, and shook her
head right to left as she squirmed. “I’m going to fucking cum!
That’s it!”

He pinned her legs open, and despite his cock
was struggling to stay fully hard, he forced his dick to grind
inside her. He pinned his hips to hers, and crushed his thumb into
her clit while he kneaded her back wall.

It was all she needed. Daisy cried into her
hands as a fierce wave overtook her. “YES! FINALLY!” She writhed as
he filled her core and stroked her nub. “I’M CUMMING SO HARD!”
Suddenly the powerful peak held onto her so tight she couldn’t
breathe. She violently shook. He delivered countless tiny thrusts,
powerfully grinding and vibrating her clit. Giving her exactly what
she wanted, her lust mounted and she pushed off the bed to fuck his
finger in a hurry. They wildly went at it with no rhythm or holding
back.

“FUCK, I CAN’T STOP CUMMING! MORE, WILL!”

As he strived to keep her orgasms going, he
took longer and longer strokes up and down her virgin walls with a
shaft that was stiffer and more powerful than ever. They banged
into one another, but his real focus was on his finger buzzing on
her clit. She swore he fucked her climax into submission and
finally won, because she screamed out at a new height of her
arousal. It gripped hold of her so tight she had no choice but
surrender. She was seized by a tumultuous seize of pleasure.

“FUCKING AMAZING!”

When the orgasm finally released her, she
whimpered, “I fucking love your cock! I fucking love your dick so
much, Will!” Her legs collapsed to the bed, and she panted into her
sheets she still held onto. Will stopped and she was glad he had,
because suddenly his motion was too much. She had nothing else to
give.

“I’m so hard watching you do that, but I’m
scared of cumming in you again. I think I’m done,” he said, and
searched her eyes like he needed permission. After working her like
a machine, they were both exhausted.

She easily called it quits. “I’m beyond
done.”

“For now, right? But not forever, right?” he
asked.

“I think we should do this again until we get
that pill. If we end up pregnant, my father—”

“I know. He’d make us die a painful death,
and I worked so hard to get him to like me. It took a very long
year to gain his respect, and I
can’t
ruin that.” He slipped
out, which made her jolt with pleasure.

He came to her side, and lay next to her.
With a wide grin, he said, “We slept together.”

“As a brother and stepsister no less.” Daisy
giggled into the sheets and then quickly kissed his nose. “I say
who cares. What do you say?”

“Obviously I don’t mind it,” he shrugged,
“but some people might.”

“They don’t matter. They don’t know us.”

“True.” He continued to wear his mischievous
grin like he did whenever he schemed. He wanted something. She just
didn’t know what he was hinting at. “With such a big secret,
though, we should probably share another for collateral.”

“Blackmail, huh?” She laughed, and then
consented. He’d never use something against her anyway. She guessed
what he really wanted was to tell her one of his own. “Okay. I’ll
go first. You know how I told everyone I rolled my new car to
swerve out of the way for a deer?” He nodded. “There was never a
deer. I was shuffling through my music in my phone and drifted off
the road. I lied because my father would have
never
let me
forget that mistake.”

His smile fell, and he nodded. “So that’s why
you get on me about using my phone in the car.”

“Yeah.”

“Why didn’t you tell me before? I hope you
don’t feel you need to lie to me like you do your dad. I’ll accept
you no matter what.”

“No, I tell you everything. It just never
came up when we were alone…till now. So what about you? What’s a
big secret?” she pried, knowing he had something that killed him
inside to keep to himself.

“Remember the summer you flew out to visit me
at my mom’s and we went to the beach?”

“Yeah,” she said, and pushed down the
crumpled sheets between them so she could see his sparkling eyes.
Laying beside him after sex and sharing secrets, she believed they
had a perfect relationship. She thought it was great before, but
now that she had more of him, she didn’t want to go back—not ever.
“I remember.”

“We had lunch at the Sea Salt Marina. My
parents dropped us off and we ate outside because the day was
perfect.” He made an X on her throat, where he’d kissed in the
beginning. He looked at that spot like he was too afraid to meet
her eye, as he continued, “Then we goofed off down by the water.
You were trying to make me run with you piggy back. You smelt like
sugar, and I kept you close just so I could enjoy it. We ended up
walking the length of the beach, and on the way back you took off
your sandals. You had on this breezy dress that when the sun hit
you just right, I could see your silhouette, and you were…you were
captivating, Daisy. You laughed at all my jokes like I wasn’t
stumbling on my every word…”

“Yeah,” she breathed out softly when he
stopped and shot his eyes up to hers. He admitted his confession.
Her eyes were swimming, because he was saying he loved her for over
two years. Daisy was convinced she loved him that entire time, too,
but until it was a possibility in that moment, she didn’t allow
herself to realize it.

Daisy smiled at him, and because some things
felt more romantic without saying anything at all, she found his
hand, and held it. They stared at each other, taking turns smiling
at one another.

“Will you sleep in here with me awhile?” she
asked him.

“I’ll stay with you all night if you want,
Daisy.”

Toward dawn, Daisy woke up still in Will’s
arms. She snuck up stairs, and messed up her bed like she’d slept
in it so her parents didn’t suspect. Then she went about her
morning, finishing up homework and eating breakfast. It was still
early when Will came upstairs and found her sitting at the island.
To her surprise he unexpectedly kissed her with wild passion right
out in the open.

After biting on her lip and stealing her
tongue, he murmured, “I know you want that pill and I swear we’ll
get it tonight, but I want you to shower with me in the worst way.”
He pulled back to lay his eyes on the object of his momentary
lust—her tiny skirt. “I can’t stop thinking about how wet you are.
I want to see you dripping all over. I am literally thinking about
sex with you every seven seconds, and I can’t take it. I
cannot
go to school until I’ve seen me in you. Without it I
won’t be able to wait till lunch to sneak you into the back of my
car. Do you see how desperate you make me and that you’re my only
cure? I’m begging.”

“I haven’t even said yes to the shower, yet,
and you’re working me for a nooner, too?” she asked with a
grin.

“Oh,” he uttered, suddenly sober. He released
her, but after seeing her playful smile and obvious desire, he
added with a cocky grin, “You can scream yes in the shower.”

Taboo Triangle: Torn Between Brother and Daddy

The marquise shaped hickey on Jewel’s neck
stung like a bitch. Rory put it there, and continued to nibble on
her throat in the living room. They started out watching a movie
with their foster father, JD, but he fell asleep in the middle of
it, and now they ignored the television altogether.

Their dad gave them permission to date
because they were adopted, eighteen, and consenting, and he saw
they were interested in each other from the beginning. They weren’t
sneaking around; Even if JD kept an eye on them while awake, they’d
kiss in front of him, but not to the extent they did now. They’d
share long kisses until JD told Rory to knock it off.

Rory liked to push the limits of
acceptability, though. Normally, Jewel loved making a public
spectacle of what they did, too, but this time she was hesitant.
Jewel felt both a rush of excitement and nervous reluctance to lend
her neck over to Rory in her daddy’s presence, because she hid a
longtime, secret battle. She loved both men tremendously for two
very different reasons; however, she passionately embraced only
one. It killed her, because she loved Rory with all her heart, but
in her brother’s arms, she sometimes longed to be in JD’s.

Her foster father was the mature, levelheaded
type that took care of her, and showed his love with security and
words. He comforted her when he sensed her fears, and somehow he
always knew that holding her solved almost every problem. Now and
then, she’d convince herself she didn’t understand her love for a
parent, but deep down she knew better. JD and Jewel were close and
she felt something more; a very real attraction pulled her toward
her dad and she wanted to explore that. She wished she could have
with JD what she had with Rory.

But then she loved her brother enormously. He
was this amazing, daring, dominate lover that kept her on her toes.
He wet her panties by things he whispered in her ear. Being wild,
he nuzzled her in the halls at school, in his car, in random
parking lots, in movie theaters, or wherever they could easily get
caught. Then, when they were finally alone, she’d cream incredibly
hard and fast because of his stunts. He loved foreplay, and drew
out their touching for hours and sometimes days. He never stuck to
a routine; the only consistency was he never let her stroke, suck,
or fuck his cock without her begging first. On top of showing his
love by treating her like a sexual goddess, they had a strong
relationship, too. He told her often he’d adore her forever, and
would never let her go. She needed those promises, and she trusted
Rory above anyone else—even JD. So thinking of her dad romantically
made her feel guilty.

Despite all that, as Rory cupped her cheek,
she looked at her dad and imagined JD’s mouth instead. She
envisioned her daddy taking advantage of her while they were alone,
and he was doing his best to persuade her to sleep with him.

She moaned out loud, and Rory was encouraged
to brush his lips up and down her neck again. He kissed along her
jaw and held her where he wanted her with a ruling touch. Nothing
drove her more insane than hot breaths caressing her skin. He knew
this, and instigated far more than tongue play in front of JD by
quietly panting into her ear between soft bites. Rory found a spot
not wet enough for his liking and opened his mouth wide to suck and
lick. He drew his tongue around in circles with enough pressure she
felt his long lap in her tingling core.

Just like her fantasy, JD soaked her neck
with an expert tongue. Then as Rory commanded, so did her daddy:
“Show me how wet I’m making you.” Rory slipped his fingers between
her thighs, and then opened her legs wide. She easily let him and
became even more lost in her erotic daydream.

“That’s it, baby, open up for daddy. Let
daddy feel how wet you are.”

“Are you scared we’re doing this?” Rory
interrupted the erotic vision of JD fondling her inner thigh,
inching up slowly under her nightgown, and encouraging her to let
him touch her. His fingers dug into her skin, and then her daddy
lightly dragged them back down when he approached her panties. “Or
do you like being vulnerable to me and pushing you beyond your
comforts?”