How to Use a Dildo Properly

“Yeah,” Ethan answered smoothly, voice a little rough. “Just fighting for the blanket.”

Kara rolled her eyes. “You two are weird.”

*****

The rest of the movie was pure torture.

I kept grinding my soaked pussy against Ethan’s massive nine-inch cock under the blanket while Christian Grey dominated the screen.

My stepbrother’s hot breath fanned my ear as he panted, “I know you’re saving up to buy a dildo… If you let me taste you, I’ll get you one.

The best one.”

“Fuck… Ethan, you’re depraved,” I whispered, my cheeks burning.

But I couldn’t resist.

I dragged my shorts to the side, dipped two fingers into my dripping cunt, and pulled them out glistening with my juices.

I brought them to his lips. He sucked them desperately, licking and moaning like a starved man.

The wet sounds were hidden by the movie’s loud sex scene.

I kept feeding him—scooping more of my slick arousal and letting him devour it between handfuls of popcorn.

By the time the credits rolled, my legs were jelly and my pussy was throbbing with need.

I stood up on shaky legs, mumbled goodnight, and practically ran to my room.

****

The next morning the house was blissfully empty. Mom and Mark had left for work early. Kara was finishing up her last week of high school, and college hadn’t resumed yet for Ethan and I….Ethan was twenty years… a year older than me and way too experienced for how badly he wanted his stepsister.

Well

The package arrive at 9am…..

I tore it open in my room like a kid on Christmas.

The vibrating dildo was thick, realistic, with a strong suction base and multiple speeds. My pussy clenched just looking at it.

I close the door, stripped down to my tiny skirt and tank top, and tried to mount it on the edge of my bed.

I was soaked already, but the angle was impossible.

It kept slipping. I whimpered in frustration, rubbing the thick head against my entrance but never getting it deep enough.

A soft knock then The door opened before I could cover up.

Ethan stepped in, eyes darkening instantly at the sight of me half-naked with the dildo in my hand.

Ethan! I groaned….

“Need help, little sis?”

I should have told him to leave. Instead, I nodded, my cheeks flushed.

He closed the door. In seconds he had me on my back on the bed, legs spread wide. “Fuck, you’re dripping,” he groaned, running the thick head up and down my slit. “Watch me, Lily. Watch how I feed your tight pussy.”

He pushed the dildo in slowly.

I moaned loudly as the fat head stretched me open.

Inch by inch, he worked it deeper, twisting it gently while his eyes stayed glued to my spreading lips.

“Ethan… oh god, it’s so thick…” I gasped, hips rolling to meet every push. He turned on the vibration on low and I cried out, my back arching.

He pumped it steadily, fucking me with the toy while his free hand rubbed my clit.

“That’s it. Take it like a good girl.

This is how you use it properly—deep, slow, then faster when your pussy starts creaming.”

I was losing it. My hips bucked wildly, chasing the pleasure as he increased the speed. Wet, obscene sounds filled my room.

Then my phone rang. Mom.

“Shit—answer it,” Ethan hissed, but he didn’t stop.

He kept thrusting the vibrating dildo inside my pussy…

I swiped to answer the call…. My voice shaky. “H-hey Mom…”

“Hey sweetie. Is Ethan there? I’ve been calling him.

I need him to bring my work files from the study.”

Ethan smirked and slammed the dildo deeper. I bit back a moan. “He’s… ah… probably in the shower. I’ll tell him.”

Mom paused. “You sound weird. Are you okay? Cramps again?”

“Y-yes… bad cramps,” I lied, moaning softly as Ethan angled the toy against my G-spot. “I’m… handling it.”

I could hear the smile in her voice. “Take some painkillers, honey. Love you.”

“Love you too,” I whimpered, barely holding it together as another wave of pleasure hit. The call ended.

Ethan chuckled darkly. “Good girl. Keep moaning for me.” He fucked me harder with the dildo, vibrations on high. I was right on the edge, my pussy clenching around the thick toy.

Then a loud knock followed…..

“Lily? You in there?” Kara’s yelled.

My eyes flew open in panic.

Ethan yanked the dildo out with a wet pop, making me gasp.

He dove under the bed in one smooth motion, taking the toy with him. I yanked my skirt down, tossed a blanket over my lap, and tried to look normal even though my legs were trembling.

“Come in,” I called…

Kara pushed the door open.

She stepped inside, her eyes narrowing as she scanned the room.

Her gaze lingered on my flushed face, messy hair, and the way I was sitting awkwardly on the bed.

The air still smelled like sex and my arousal.

“You okay?” she asked suspiciously. “I heard weird noises.

Sounded like… moaning.

And why is Ethan’s phone on the hallway table if he’s supposed to be bringing Mom’s files?” Now i have to go because of him…. She yelled angrily.

My heart stopped.

Ethan was completely still under the bed, but I could feel his presence. The dildo—still slick with my juices—was probably inches from his face. If Kara looked down or stepped closer, she might see everything.

She tilted her head. Her eyes flicked to the rumpled sheets, then back to my guilty expression.

Then she squat down…..