SAFFA
I had no problem telling Frankie what I wanted from him. “Lick my pussy harder. Bury your face between my thighs and take care of your little sister in the nastiest ways.” I looked over my shoulder towatch him. He was already staring at me. “Tell me what else you want.” He licked my cunt as he looked into my eyes. “Make me come with your lips and tongue.” Frankie groaned and said, “When I’m done eating my best friend little sister’s pussy out, I’m going to make you suck me off until I blow my big load all over that perfect face of yours.” God, my big brother's best friend was so nasty in the best of ways. “And after I fuck your pussy until you’re sore and raw, I’m gonna suck my cum out of your cunt and make you drink it from my mouth.” “I don’t want anyone but you,” I whispered automatically in response to the lewd things he said. “My good girl.” He licked my pussy long and thoroughly, and I had felt nothing so incredible before that moment. And when he inhaled deeply, growling like a wild animal, I knew he loved the way my pussy smelled. My entire body shook with anticipation and need. Frankie snaked his hand around my hip and up my abdomen to reach my titties and tweak my nipples. He pinched the hell out of the little peaks until the pleasure and pain consumed me. “You’re so fucking perfect, Saffa. Prettiest breasts and pussy I’ve ever seen.” He pulled at the tips so hard a cry was pulled from my parted lips. “Making me leak pre-cum like a motherfucker, baby sis.” I moaned at how good my big brother's best friend made me feel. “Your pussy is so juicy for me, little girl.” And then he started licking and kissing me between my thighs again, and I spread my legs wider and popped out my ass more so I could grind my cunt on Frankie’s face. My brother's best friend sucked on my sensitive clit while he teased my needy pussy hole before slowly slipping a thick digit into me. My cunt sucked down that digit immediately, pulling it in farther. But what Ireallyneeded was his gigantic cock shoved deep in my body. Frankie finger-fucked me for long seconds as he licked and sucked on my clit. When he pulled those digits out of me, I looked over my shoulder to see him holding them up to show me how slick they were with my juices. While holding my gaze with his, my big brother's best friend licked his fingers clean. Then, faster than I could anticipate, he spanked my sloppy slit repeatedly until the pain and pleasure had my clit throbbing and my pussy lips swollen. “Goddamn, sweet girl. Pussy is wetter than ever. You’re a dirty little slut for me, aren't you?” “Yes,” I breathed. “I want more.” I would’ve begged if he wanted me to. Before I could react, he hauled me off the back of the couch, spun me around again, and all but tossed my naked ass down on the cushions. My legs fell open, and my dripping-wet pussy was put on full display. “Get on your knees,” he growled. Like his good girl, I did exactly what he said. He gave me no time to prepare as he gripped the back of my hair, jerked my head back, and slid in deep. My big brother's best friend was so thick and big that I instantly gagged from the penetration, my jaw aching trying to take all of him. And all I could do was kneel for him and let him fuck my face. “Keep those pretty eye son me, baby girl.” I felt so dirty, knowing this was taboo as hell, but I’d never wanted anything more than I did my big brother's bestfriend. Frankie thrust in and out of me, sliding deeper until I gagged. He rubbed his cockhead against my lips before shoving back in and going as deep into my throat as he could. But far too soon, he pulled out of my sloppy mouth. I looked like his little whore as saliva dripped from the corner of my lips and slopped onto my exposed tits. I stayed on my knees, looking up at Frankie, waiting for him to order me around again. Frankie groaned and gripped his slick cock at the base, then slapped the tip on my tongue. “So fucking hot. So pretty,” he murmured. “Back on the couch, Saffa.” When I was in position, he reached for the banana. The fruit was as ripe as he said, and I could tell—even though it was still in the peel—it was soft. “Fuck yourself with this,” he demanded, and he handed me the spotted banana. I felt my fingers shake with something akin to anticipation and… excitement, as I reached for the banana and felt the almost velvety texture of the peel in my palm. My fingers were on the top, and I got ready to peel it, when hetsked, stopping me. “Keep the peel on and fuck that perfect, pretty cunt with it.” My mouth felt dry, but it wasn’t from disgust or fear. I wanted to do this. I wanted to please my big brother and make his cock even harder than it already was. I wasn't moving fast enough for him though, and Frankie spanked my pussy hard enough that my juices splashed on my inner thighs, and the sting had me gasping. “Doesn’t my best friend little sister want to be my dirty, slutty girl?” I nodded instantly and pushed the tip of the banana into my pussy. It felt strange, cold, and the tip was hard. “More,” he groaned and gripped his cock, jerking off as he watched me fuck myself with a piece of fruit. I pushed inch after inch of the banana inside me until only enough for me to hold on to stuck out of my body. I pulled it out, the peel looking slick and shiny. I pushed it back in, then pulled it out, fucking myself with the banana for Frankie’s visual enjoyment, but I was most definitely getting off on this too. The sight of the tip of his cock dripping with continuous beads of pre-cum turned me on, and I found out that if I went harder and faster with the piece of fruit in my pussy, more pre-cum spilled out of the tiny slit. And that's just what I did until the seams on each side of the peel split, and ripened, smooshed banana seeped out, making a mushy mess all over my pussy and the leather couch cushion beneath me. “Mmm,” he hummed and stepped closer, letting his cock hover over my pussy so his pre-cum dripped from the tip and landed on my cunt. “So fucking hot.” Frankie sank to his knees, then his hands gripped my inner thighs, keeping them spread open. “Take it out.” I grasped the peel, pulled the empty carcass of the banana out of my pussy, and let it drop to the floor. I felt all that mushy fruit filling and covering my pussy, but I didn’t need a rag to clean it all up. That’s what Frankie was there for. My brother's best friend sucked the banana pieces off my cunt and then swallowed them while moaning and groaning, as if this act alone was about to break him. “So good,” he grunted, and then he dragged his tongue all over me, cleaning me up and literally eating me out. The longer he devoured my pussy, the closer I got to coming. He must have sensed I was about to get off, because to my disappointment, he backed away. I cried out like the needy whore I was for him. I felt his fingers shove into me, and I started hearing him ramble crude, sexy-as-hell things. They drove me higher, while sloppy sounds surrounded me as my body latched onto his probing fingers. He scissored his fingers within me, and as he finger-fucked me, my entire body shuddered. “Come on, baby. Give your big brother's best friend what he wants.” And I did. God, I did. I came hard and long and cried out, my voice making the muffled music of the party fade even deeper into the background. I heard Frankie’s animalistic growl as he kept fucking me with his fingers, then pulled them free and ate me out once more. When my orgasm dwindled, he hummed in pleasure and stroked his fingers over my sensitive cunt. “So pretty,” he whispered, and then he rose, grabbed his cock, and started masturbating again. With his free hand, he grabbed the petroleum jelly and spread it all over me like lotion, slicking every inch of me until I was glossy and slippery. “How am I supposed to go back to the party after this, if I’m all greased up like a pig?” He didn’t speak as he finished using an excessive amount of jelly on me, then tossed the empty jar away and grinned down at me. “I’m not even thinking about what happens after this. All I know is I have to get my cock inside you. Now.” He notched the tip of his dick at my hole and then stared into my eyes. “But I can’t lie and say the idea of everyone seeing you all shiny from this jelly and wondering why you look thoroughly fucked doesn’t turn me on like a motherfucker. I’d just be standing in the back, grinning and feeling more satisfied than I ever have before.” I wanted to speak, to say something in response. But I didn’t know how to articulate my thoughts aside from saying, “Fuck me now.” Which I did right then. Frankie bared his teeth and told me what I wanted to hear. “Oh, I’m going to, baby. I’m going to fuck this pussy hard and raw.” He smacked my center again and again, and I groaned at how my skin burned in the best way. His mouth was on mine a second later, and the taste of that sweet banana covering his tongue had me moaning and all but clawing at his back for him to push into me. “Hope you’re ready, sweetheart. Your big brother's best friend gonna shove his enormous cock in you. I’m claiming you as mine once and for all.”LukeWe were inspecting gear, checking off what was in good condition and what needed repair or replacement at the station. I examined every collar and cuff, every boot. The slightest crack or peel in our gear could spell trouble in a fire. It was vitally important that we keep our personal safety equipment in top working order because our lives and the lives of others depended on it. When I finished my checklist, I gave it to the chief and went into the den where we watched TV. We had an old couch and some donated recliners to crash on in there. I sat down on the couch with Jake and Randy, who were arguing over which team was going all the way in the NBA this year.“Hey, Luke,” Jake said. “I hear you know the hot girl that’s working down at the lumberyard.”“I remember her growing up,” Randy piped in, “she looks a hell of a lot better now. I wouldn’t mind hosing her down when she got too hot.”“Guys, that’s Sarah Jo, Ryan’s little sister. Don’t be disgusting,” I said.“Come on, don’t
Sarah JoAs weird as it sounded, I loved the early mornings at the lumberyard. The cold, sharp morning air filled with the sweet smell of fresh-cut wood. I always loved the smell of the wood and the beautiful curl of its grain, like a fingerprint.I got a lot done in the mornings before business hours. It was my time to check the online orders since I started running a delivery once a week for customers in a three-county area. I ran through my email, checked up on inventory, orders, and looked at the day’s pick-up schedule. I wished I’d brought a sweater or a jacket because it was chilly when there was a knock at the office door.“We’re not open yet,” I sang out.“What about for hot cocoa delivery?” a male voice answered. Something low in my stomach clenched. That voice did things to me. It was attached to the first man I ever loved, the man I gave my virginity to. The same man who stood behind the bar and called me a saint the night before.“Come on in, Luke,” I said with a sigh.He
I saw her eyes flick to mine and then away. I saw a split second of the real story, her tired eyes, the worry she pushed out of her voice to make it cheerful. I wanted to say, I’ve got you, it’s okay. But I had no right to do that. Maybe her label of protector was right on about me, or perhaps this was an impulse specific to her. Either way, I said, “Well, that’s good then. You girls have a nice time, and let me know if you need anything.”“You could join us,” Maggie suggested.“I’m working tonight, but thank you,” I said. Even though I wanted to grab Layla by her overall straps and fling her out of the booth to get to Sarah Jo. Because that wouldn’t have anybody talking at all, now would it?On the way back behind the bar, I decided I was going to drop by and check on her dad soon. I could pitch in, act as a stand-in for Ryan, who seemed to help out only once in a while. Around ten, the girls got their stuff together to leave. Layla came to settle the tab at the bar. On the back of h
Forbidden.Irresistible.The only girl who can never be mine.My best friend’s little sister.I knew she was back in town.They kept us apart in high school, sent me away.The taste of her is something I never forgot.Her brother’s a mess right now with his divorce, and her dad is sick.She doesn’t need any complications.But we’re like magnets.There’s no staying away from her.We’re sneaking around like we did back then.She’s all mine to take, no one else's.And I always get what I want.I fight fires for a living, but this is one inferno I can’t put out.This blazing passion, this burning hot love.Her brother will lose his mind if he finds out.Her dad’s heart can’t stand the shock.So we have to keep things undercover.In my bar. In her office. I’ve had her everywhere and still want more.No one can know that she’s all mine.If they find out, this passion could burn down her whole family.------001LukeOf all the nights to be covering the bar, it had to be the night Sarah Jo d
EPILOGUESAFFAThe streets of Sintra were alive with the rhythm of the city. It was a blend of old-world charm and vibrant colors that made you feel alive.I walked hand-in-hand with Frankie as we watched tourists packed in cars and buses rattled down cobblestone streets. The scent of roasted nuts filled the air, and I inhaled deeply, feeling like I was home.And I was with the man I loved.Frankie hadn’t let go of me all day. He always had a hand touching my body, no matter what.We’d planned this trip for the last year and had already visited with family—even seeing distant relatives up north—before we spent the rest of our time enjoying the sights and sounds and reconnecting with our roots.We’d spent the morning sharing coffee and pastries with our older cousin, Miguel, laughing over stories about his wild younger days. But what no one knew but us was that this trip was really for Frankie and me, and how we were celebrating our one-year anniversary.One year of stolen moments, whi
FRANKIEThe flavor of her pussy and the fruit coated my tongue, and I was already addicted to her from that alone.I couldn’t wait anymore. I was too hard, too obsessed, and needed to fuck my best friend’s little sister like my damn life depended on it.I shoved in deep and in one thrust, impaling Saffa until she cried out and braced a hand behind her on the thick leather cushion supporting her head.“Bet this is the biggest cock you’ve ever had, isn’t it?”She couldn’t talk, could only brace for me to fuck into her repeatedly.“Jesus Christ,” I cursed. “You’re so tight and hot, and you have the wettest pussy I’ve ever felt.”“Frankie!” she cried out. “It hurts so good.”Yeah, it fucking did. I pulled out and pushed back in. “You little thing… with this tight, tiny pussy that’s justmadefor her big brother’s cock.” I couldn't control myself as I started thrusting in and out, fucking her too hard, too brutal, no doubt. But like my good girl, Saffa lay there and took it all.I made my be