Satisfying Angela
Satisfying Angela
By Erica Storm
Copyright by Erica Storm 2014
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Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Angela
I always wanted Kristian to take me serious but he saw me as a little sister. Technically I was his litter sister, we had no parents because they were both killed in a car accident, and he was stuck with me. I was sixteen at the time and he didn’t want the social workers to take me away and put me in a group home, so he said that he would take care of me because he had reached the ripe old age of twenty-two and he was graduating from college and had a job offering. He said he would be responsible for me. So they let him have me.
I was officially in his care.
When my mother married his father, I was fifteen. When I first laid eyes on Kristian was the day he came to our home for a visit during college break with his girlfriend. My gaze followed his toned hard muscular body. His eyes dark green the color of fresh summer grass, and he was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen, with his dark curly hair. His smile bright and when he laughed his eyes smiled too.
He stood six feet looking at me, “come and give me a hug I’m your brother.” I wanted at that moment for him to be more, but he didn’t pay any attention to me, he was in love with his girlfriend I thought. She looked in my eyes and she knew that I had fallen in love with my stepbrother. She even called it to his attention, “Look Kristian, I think she likes you,” she said to him given me a look that said bitch he’s mine.
How could Kristian girlfriend possibly think that I could challenge her at the age of fifteen? My breasts hadn’t developed and she had the largest breasts I had seen outside of television. I could imagine that Kristian was attracted to her because of her breasts and how could he ever take me serious until I matured.
“She’s just a child,” Kristian said to her. But she saw my eyes and recognized my longing to have sex. I knew then I wanted to sleep with him. I would go to bed at night and dream that he would come to my bed and fondle me and kiss me and play with my tiny buds that hadn’t blossomed into breasts. I dreamed when I became old enough, that I would one day marry him.
He stayed the whole weekend but he spent his days with his girlfriend. They would go off for hours and I could imagine what he was doing to her because they would come back with unruly hair that looked as if they had just fucked. I think now they call it just fucked hair.
Whatever they call it, I would have fucked him at fifteen just to see his hair in disarray and sexy. I remember that Saturday evening when he and his girlfriend were babysitting me, and they had to leave the next day and go back to college. We were sitting watching television and he invited me to sit near him, but instead I hopped on his lap and shared a bowl of popcorn with him.
I don’t think he knew how old I was because I looked young for my age. I had a flat chest, weighed about ninety pounds, and dressed like a little girl. I didn’t wear tight jeans and skimpy tops, I wore dresses.
His girlfriend protested, “She’s too old to be sitting on your lap. She’s older than you think.”
“How could you say something like that, she doesn’t even have boobs,” Kristian and I turned to climb off his lap, and he said, “don’t listen to her, she thinks that you will steal me away from her. Now tell her it’s not true and sit on your brother’s lap like a good little girl,” he said brushing my hair with his hands, and looking at his girlfriend, who by now had crossed her arms in protest.
I glanced at her with a smirk and hopped back on his lap. Instantly, I felt the warmth and rise of his cock under my dress. I had never had a feeling of heat rush through me. I turned and twisted and it grew and grew under my panties until I could feel it as if it was moving into my opening.
I placed my head on his shoulder and I began to feel him turning and his penis began rising. His body felt hot and he held me tight as I lay pretending I had fallen asleep in his arms. I looked across on the sofa and his girlfriend’s head was tilted back and she lay snoring.
Immediately he began moving under me and I felt his cock rise and his breath hitched and his breathing was hard as if he had been running. Then he clutched me tightly in his arms and kissed the nape of my neck. Not like a brother but like a man who wanted to make love to me.
When it was time to go to bed, I took off my panties and there was a large starchy white mark on my panties and dress.
The next morning he was gone. But the following week he returned without his girlfriend. My stepfather remarked, “I haven’t seen you this much in twenty years.”
“Well you will see me more. My girlfriend and I broke up.” He looked around, “where’s Angela,” I want to take her for a ride in my new car.” I was peeping around the corner at him and I heard him.
“My stepfather said, “I hope you aren’t throwing away that money your mother left you.”
“No dad. I needed a car anyway. It’s just a Kia and it gets good mileage and it’s safe.”
I ran to Kristian and hugged him around his waist with my head planted into his chest, “You came back.” I could feel it was more than just an older stepbrother showing attention to a younger sibling.
“You came back,” I said looking up at him. He appeared to have gotten taller since I saw him and more handsome.
“I’ll be spending a lot of time with you. I want to take you to an amusement park. We can go on the rides.”
“Will your girlfriend come with us?” I said.
“No. I don’t have a girl, only you.” He glanced at me and I knew that when I grew up he would be the one. The one who would take my virginity.
When our parents died and I thought that I could be with him he began to notice other girls. I was still seventeen and although he would play around with me take me to the park spend all his time with me hiking, camping, where we would sleep out under the stars and profess our love for each other he would not allow himself to make love to me.
He would even place his finger in my opening and play with himself but he would never cross the boundary of me being under age. I couldn’t wait until my eighteenth birthday. It was coming soon and I reminded him that this would be the present that I would give him.
Chapter 2
Kristian
When I first decided to visit my father and his new wife, I felt reluctant because of the loss of my mother from cancer, and my father had married so soon after the divorce. I thought if I spent more time with him and his new family that would get me out of my funk. I brought my girlfriend Abby in case things didn’t go well. When I walked into the house and saw this beautiful young girl with the expressive blue eyes and dark features and black hair I couldn’t believe that I got a hard on for that teenager.
I tried avoiding her by talking all day to my father, and then spending the rest of the time with my girlfriend. But when Angela passed me in the dining area, I felt an attraction to her. I couldn’t shake it and I thought nothing of it at first, but then as the day went on and I couldn’t respond to Abbey and all I thought about was Angela, I realize that Abbey, who had teased me about how Angela liking me for more than just a brother, was true. What she didn’t realize was that I wanted to fuck Angela and not her, but Angela was too young, so I put it out of my head. but the thoughts kept coming back.
I couldn’t help what goes through my mind, it’s acting out my thoughts which will make the difference.
I was never more convinced than when she sat on my lap. My dick stood stiff erect and hard. I couldn’t get it down when she sat that little ass on my cock. The feeling of her warm butt on my penis had it dripping with pre-cum. My penis pulsated so much with her sitting on it, she had to have felt it. I couldn’t believe how attracted I was to her.
The more I moved to jostle her butt to the side of my leg the more it eased between her cheeks and the more I became excited. I wanted to push her off of me before I spilled my cum, but before I asked her to get off of me, the cum came oozing from the head of my cock. It was so much that I thought it wouldn’t stop. I glanced over at Abbey and she was in a sound sleep. I looked at Angela and I wanted to kiss her little plump lips, but instead I said, “I think you should go to bed, our parents will be home soon.”
Angela glanced at me with her big blue eyes and I wished she was eighteen and I was dating her. But she was my stepsister and our parents would not understand that we were falling in love with each other and I wanted to take her to my bed.
Abbey woke and insisted that I fuck her. After all the cum spilled when Angela sat on my lap. I wasn’t sure I could perform. I suspected she wanted Angela to hear me fucking her. When we reached the bedroom she hurried out of her clothes. I pulled off my pants and rush to take a shower. As soon as I entered the room with my towel wrapped around my waist, she pulled it away and put my cock inside of her mouth. I must admit that she knew how to suck a man’s cock. That was why I latched on to her. She could draw cum from my dick even if I had been fucking all day.
Whenever I fucked her mouth hard she didn’t protest. She just grabbed my butt and forced my penis further into her mouth. When I was on the verge of having an orgasm with her, she said in a loud voice, “That little cunt can’t suck your dick like this.” It was loud enough for Angela to hear and I didn’t want to expose her to Abbey’s coarse behavior even though it was one of the reasons I dated her. She was in to everything sexual I could think of.
She had no qualms about what I did to her, she was into it all. If I was tired and wanted to fuck her in the ass, she wanted that too. She appeared to be more aroused when I did her ass than her pussy. I like to feel my cock in a woman’s opening. But she wanted to suck me and have me enter her ass, which wasn’t a preference, but I grew to enjoy it. I dreamed of the time when Angela would be grown and I could take her the way I wanted.
All I thought about was Angela and how I wanted that little pussy of hers and I needed to possess her whole body. It was then that I had to dump Abbey. She was the one coming between my desires for Angela. Angela controlled me with her unspoiled small body.
I began to spend more time with Angela because I wanted to be with her when she turned eighteen because I wanted to be the first to claim her little pussy.
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The day the news came that our parents had died, I moved in with Angela. The neighbors knew that I was a stepbrother but no one else did. We spent all our time together when we weren’t in school. I made sure that Angela got to school on time, I would take her and bring her home. Our parents left a generous life insurance, and I was named as Angela’s ward, there was nothing she didn’t want that I wouldn’t give her. I was into satisfying Angela.
One day I bought her a new BMW for her eighteenth birthday and all though it was a few months away, I gave it to her to make her happy. I had met a girl at my job that I was interested in and she wanted to meet Angela. That was the reason I bought the BMW. I wanted to soften the blow of another woman in my life besides Angela.
I felt anxious about telling Angela but I had to. What was I going to tell her? It is difficult for us to keep up our fantasy life of living together? Today would be the day I would tell her that she should date boys her age and I was going on with my life with my new girlfriend. Here is your BMW now be happy.
“Angela, we have to have a talk,” I said to her. I was sitting at the table and it was time for dinner. I had cooked our favorite meal, spaghetti and meatballs, it was Angela’s favorite too.
She sat next to me and a big smile washing across her face. She grabbed the garlic bread and began munching on it. “I thought we were going out? Test out my new car. But this is better and she leaned across and kissed me on my lips. The heat went to my groin and my cock rose, she put her hand there to feel my hard rise. Before I could gain control, I had her on the floor with my hands under her thong. She lay there offering herself to me. “I can’t put my penis in you. You’re not eighteen yet. We have to wait,” I said to her. “We can’t risk it.”
