Bad Girls Book 1: The Temptress

Bad Girls Book 1

The Temptress

By

Jordan Silver

Copyright © 2015 Alison Jordan

All Rights Reserved

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Epilogue

JAXXON

I knew she was going to be trouble the first time I laid eyes on her. I wasn’t sure then if it was the marrying kind of trouble, or just the forbidden, but I knew if I traversed those waters, shit was going to get complicated.

I hadn’t been interested in a teenage girl before, not since I was a teen myself. So I couldn’t quite understand the attraction, but there was something. My first glimpse of her wasn’t anything special. She wasn’t wearing revealing clothes or even doing anything remotely sexual. It was just her. Her very essence was calling to me somehow.

I tried for her sake to stay away from her, to never be alone with her, which wasn’t too hard since I only visited when my dad was home, but more and more it was getting harder to avoid the pull.

At school when I saw her in the hallways it was becoming more and more awkward, not to mention difficult, to hide my body’s reaction to her. Then things got switched around two weeks after the semester started and she ended up in my class. That’s when the fun really begun.

***

BRIANNA

Oh boy, this is a conundrum. Ever since I’d met my new stepbrother, things have been crazy. I think about him all the time and not in a sisterly way. Story of my life, the one guy I’d ever shown an interest in was the one I couldn’t have, or could I?

I mean what’s to stop me? It’s not like we’re blood or anything. Yes but you’re forgetting the fact that he has a reputation for screwing all the hot girls around these parts before he ran away, and that’s when he was a teen. I can’t imagine what he’s into now. I’m certainly no leggy blonde.

I checked myself out in the mirror, turning from side to side. Lately I’ve been telling myself that I need to be more assertive. Life has been kicking me in the teeth a lot lately, and it didn’t seem like I had much say in the shit that was happening to me.

What if I make this my stand? What if for once I go after what I want instead of just accepting what life handed me? I didn’t know the first thing about tempting a man into wanting to have sex with me, but I’m sure I could find it on the net. Google here I come.

***

The shit seemed easy enough, I’d just started to come into my own, so it wasn’t a stretch for me to try out some of the things they suggested, like a change to my wardrobe. Instead of my usual sweats and tees, I went with short flirty skirts that showed off my legs to perfection, but not too much. Didn’t want anyone getting suspicious and start asking questions.

The ponytail was replaced with a new blowout that fell down to the top of my ass. I invested in some push up bras that made my already bountiful breasts even more prominent in the new clingy tops, and some wet lips to add some color to my lips. I wasn’t quite ready to go the full war paint route.

That’s all it took to make a difference, and I knew it was working because the popular girls were not too pleased with the new competition and the boys were taking notice. Too bad, I only had eyes for him. I couldn’t wait to lose my virginity to him; my pussy creams a lot in his class while he’s explaining logarithms. All that hotness and brains too.

I set out on my campaign to draw him into my web and was more than pleased to see the way his eyes would now follow me whenever we were in the same room. Things were coming along just fine, all I needed was to find a way for us to be alone.

***

JAXXON

I’m in trouble and I know it. She’s all I think about anymore, whether at home or school, where she haunts my every turn. I want her the way I never wanted anyone before. It’s so bad that I’m jacking my shit three and four times a night just to keep from snatching her ass and fucking the shit out of her.

The girl I’d first met was almost gone. In her place was a siren, a sexy little bitch who was going to get fucked hard if she wasn’t careful. All those simpering smiles and innocent touches whenever we were together; I didn’t recognize it at first, but it didn’t take me long to realize I was being seduced, by an innocent no less.

I didn’t pay it too much mind at first, in fact I treated it as a cute little crush, until shit changed and she had me by the balls before I knew what had hit me.

JAXXON

Months Later

“Fuck, pull off.” She laughed and kept riding my cock, milking my shit for all it was worth. I was too far gone to give a fuck either way as I felt my seed explode inside her. “Yes Jaxxon, harder.” Greedy fuck. I grabbed her hips and pulled her down hard as fuck on my dick that was still spewing like a geyser.

When she dropped her head onto my chest and her pussy stopped twitching on my meat, I pulled her head back and kissed the fuck out of her. That only started her shit up again, so I let her ride the last of the cum from my balls.

“You’re gonna fuck around and get yourself bred I keep telling you.” I slapped her little ass and helped lift her off my monster. It never ceased to amaze me how one little girl could handle so much cock. She hummed in her throat and got down on her knees between my feet and licked her juices off my cock. And to think just a few short months ago she was cherry.

She had some fun trying to suck my dick back to its full twelve and a half, but my eye was on the clock. “Cut that shit out, you gotta get back to class.” She did that whining shit that always makes me putty in her hands and shook her ass as her head went down.

Fine. I wrapped her hair around my fist and throat fucked her until she gagged. Then pulling out, I turned her around on her hands and knees right there on the carpeted floor and fucked into her. “Ugh, Jaxxon.” She knows I like that fuck hurt tone in her voice, that it makes me do her harder, which is exactly what the little bitch wanted.

I sunk my dick deep and let her ride her pussy on and off until she was creaming. “You ready?” I can’t fuck her in this position the way I want to unless she’d cum and cum hard first. At her nod, I grabbed her hair with one hand and held her hip with the other before starting a deep stroke into her belly.

She fucking howled and begged for her pussy, but I didn’t let up, I know my little angel loves this shit. The sight of her pale ass and the long arch of her back was enough to bring me off again and I reached around for her clit to take her with me.

“Cum for me baby.” That was all it took. My voice in her ear whispering softly and she shook and jerked all over my cock as she came. I slid out and put just the tip of my cockhead into her too tight ass and offloaded in there. Couldn’t risk cumming in her pussy too often and I knew for a fact her period was two weeks away, which meant she was prime for a breeding.

Not that I wouldn’t love to breed my little girl, I would like nothing better, but the timing was off, not to mention the fact that if anyone knew what the fuck we were up to there’d be hell to pay.

You see, I have no right fucking this particular teenager, not because she’s underage, because she’s not. I waited until she hit eighteen before taking her to my bed. But the good folks of our little town might take umbrage at the fact that my dad was married to her mom.

My history is a long fucked up and drawn out one. Filled with many hills and valleys if you will. When I was sixteen I left home, too fucking tired of my old man and his restrictions. I was a know it all, snot nosed kid with a chip on his shoulder.

My mom had passed and dad decided to bury himself in work, only picking that father shit up when it was time to scold me for some shit that I wouldn’t have done in the first place if he’d been doing his job.

For the first year I fucked around the country on my ride, just taking in shit and getting my education on the road. I had money from mom and my grandparents, some of which I couldn’t touch until I came of age, but I had enough to see me through.

I didn’t look my age, so that and a couple fake IDs I’d procured in the last year before leaving home had got me in and out of where I needed to be. I was a free-living, pussy loving teen on the open road with no one to tell me no.

A year later I was tired of the road and wanted home, but I couldn’t come back the way I’d left. I was a man now, even though I was barely eighteen. Instead I enrolled myself in night classes, got my high school diploma and then went to college.

It wasn’t easy doing it alone, in fact it was easier running the streets than it was going to school full time and focusing on a career goal. In the end I went with something that was totally opposite of my own life choices, I decided to become a teacher.

In the years it took to achieve that shit I had a lot of time to think and to finally understand what dad had been through. It was four years before I finally got over my mad enough to call him though. The old man had acted as though we’d just seen each other for breakfast that morning, instead of all those years ago.

He’d begged me to come home, but I’d held off. I wasn’t coming back until I had that degree in my hand; until I could prove to him that his son wasn’t a fuck up.

***

“You had enough for today greedy?” I came back to the here and now when her body went limp, and let my dick plop out of her ass. “Uh hmm.” I like her like this, right after sex when she’s sweet and cuddly and not giving me shit. Every other time she’s a fucking pain in the ass.

I lied down behind her on the floor, pulling her back into my front. She likes cuddles after sex, likes the closeness. She’s the only female I’ve ever done that shit with, because she has me tied up in knots. “Time to get moving, the bell’s gonna ring any minute now.” I tongue fucked her mouth while fingering her pussy and rubbing my dick on her ass before getting to my feet and helping her up.

Her hand went right to my cock and she gave me that coy look of hers. “Cut it out Brianna, you’ll be late, again.” We’ve been cutting it close a lot lately and I told myself to make a conscious choice to put a stop to that shit. No way did I want her cutting school the way I once did, she was too smart for that. But we couldn’t seem to get enough of each other, and I knew it was only a matter of time before our little afternoon delights weren’t going to be enough.

“Let me come to your place tonight.”

“Bree, I already told you…”

“We could pretend you’re helping me with homework.”

“I already told you I don’t like that sneaking around shit.” She arched her brow at me as if to say, ‘what do you call this motherfucker?’ which her filthy little mouth would do if I hadn’t threatened to tan her ass the next time she used foul language. She hates getting her ass beat, which I’ve had to do twice already in the time we’d been fucking.

“You know what I mean, this is all your doing.” And it was too. She’d taken to teasing the fuck out of me in the hallways at school. What most others thought was innocent byplay between a stepsister and her older brother was anything but.

The first time I’d fucked her had been a mistake, well it had started out that way. We’d been horsing around in the gym of my dad’s place when I’d gone over there to show her some Krav Maga moves. That’s the ruse she’d used to get me over there, and like a sap I’d fallen for it.

While our parents were upstairs, I, the twenty eight year old who should’ve known better, was letting himself be seduced by his younger stepsister. She’d started out innocently enough. Following my lead and letting me throw her, until on that last fall she’d somehow got herself up under me with my dick caught between her legs.

If I wasn’t already fighting a huge attraction to the little minx it wouldn’t have worked. But the reality is, from the moment we met I wanted in her. The attraction was instantaneous for both of us, and it was a wonder the parents hadn’t seen the sparks fly.