Sinful Temptation: Their Addiction

EmmaI yawned and looked at the old leather watch strapped to my wrist before turning my head to Caleb. "Hurry, will you?” I urged.I moaned each time he thrust inside of me, not that I felt anything but to boost his manly ego. Truth is, my boyfriend Caleb, was small down there. His cock was the size of my index finger. It only teased and barely made it past the entrance of my channel. And when he asks if I came each time we fucked, I'd say yes just to make him feel good about himself. I would tease my mold when he was done to get myself off. I had become skilled at self-pleasure at a young age, getting to know my own body and the kind of touch that worked best for me. Caleb never quite grasped it. Not only was he lacking in size, but he was always in a hurry. leaving things unfinished.Didn’t that apply to most boys? But only one man set the bar high, or should I say men because it was the two of them - my stepbrothers, Liam and Aiden. It was the night at the movies, they had take

EmmaI remember my first encounter with the boys, it was on the day Mr. Hasting announced his engagement with my Mom. They had flown in from New York City for dinner. I was sixteen at the time.It was an awkward gathering because they didn’t seem to approve of their relationship as well. We had sat around the table in silence, but I didn’t fail to notice the way they looked at me. Their expressions didn’t betray their wanted interest. At that age, all men looked at me the same way. They couldn’t seem to help it. No matter how inappropriate they knew it was, I always drew their attention. With my wide, plump lips, innocent black eyes like I knew no sin, and a shape that belonged on a twenty-plus. While most of my age mates were straight and flat-chested, I was curvy and had round boobs and pointy nipples. I knew what I had, but I never used it. Even though most people thought I was rotten, I stayed pure and didn’t lose my virginity until Caleb. They had casually thrown it to me tha

LiamThe first time I saw Emma must have been six years ago at my Dad’s engagement dinner with her Mom. I knew the moment our eyes met that I had to own her.But there’s nothing childlike about her now. With her beautiful black hair and black shiny eyes, creamy skin, and full, pouty lips, she was stunning. Easily the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. And her curves. Fucking hell. Even in jean shorts and a cropped t-shirt, I could tell she had the kind of body made just for me.The fact that she was my stepsister should have stopped my sinful thoughts in their tracks, but I found I didn’t give a single fuck about that, especially after tasting her. I remembered Aiden and me devouring her luscious lips in the movies before we traveled back to New York. It was our last day at Bullvalley and wanted to leave her with something to think of. Ever since then, she has been stuck in my memory. I dreamt of kissing her lips again and I fucking did.I smacked my lips, still feeling the taste o

EmmaI moaned softly, melting into Aiden as he trailed kisses up and down my neck. His hands roamed up my curves until he cupped my breasts. "I’ve been thinking about what’s under your dress. I have been since I saw you come into the dining room.”I could feel myself throb as his words reminded me of our kiss in the kitchen and how badly I wanted him to fuck me.Our eyes met and he groaned, “Even though I shouldn’t, I can’t stop thinking about how you would taste.” He looked at where his hands were cupping my breast with a flushed face and lust-filled eyes. “You’re all-natural, sugar,” he whispered, licking his lips unconsciously. He pushed the soft material of my nightwear up, revealing my bare breast, “Such a treat.” Bending down, he swiped his tongue over my hard nipple.The warmth of his mouth sent shivers through me as he sucked my breast into his mouth. I gasped as another pair of hands slid along my stomach. Liam was pressed up against my back, his lips gently trailing kisses