2.2: Just The Tip, Stepbrother

Celine’s POV

I face Darius fully, so he sees his cum thin out around my nipples till it forms droplets and falls to the ground. The one he pumped on my belly glide down, past my belly button, down the partition of my slim thighs, till it's teasing the start of my pussy, my delicate clit, and down the sweet slit in between.

“Celine…”

“Shhhh,” I cross my index finger to my lips and gently slide it into my mouth, teasing the tip with my tongue. “No words. Just watch me…”

I shrug. “Or would I say, watch what my fingers do to my pussy.”

Without hesitation, I put a foot on the bed, giving him a good view of my body. No reservation.

The smooth feel of his sperm streaming down my slit, hanging on my smaller lips like a thin thread, and threatening to drop.

“Ah-ah…” I scoop it with the pad of my index finger before it dreams of dropping, and smear it all over my soft skin.

The sweet erotic sound…

The way it melts on my skin…

And fuck, the way my pussy spreads out like a rose bud. Oh, fuck!

“My pussy loves your cum, darling step-bro.” I moan and fondle the rough folds, caressing and rubbing softly till the wet sound is insane, till my smaller lips cave in, begging for my finger to slip into my body.

“Stop…”

I don't stop.

The tip of my finger dips in!

That slutty dip that isn't so greedy, but sets your soul on fire. The kind that pinches down on your soft skin and drags out so the world sees inside of your pink walls.

“Celine… Fuck you…” Darius groans, his self-control barely intact by a thin thread. A thread my constant digging and sloppy moans is about to break. “I’m not supposed to… I’m prepping for the…”

“Seminary school.” I complete his century-old tales. “Yet you sneak around and sniff my soaked panties like a perv?”

He shuts his eyes, his hands tremble by his side, heavy with the weight of what he could be doing with them and maybe fingering me… or jerking off to my dirty view. Either way, none of them is holy.

“Be a good boy and get one good fuck.” I take my hand from my pussy and wipe the cream off the pad of my finger with my tongue. “Hmmm… So yummy…”

The sweet juice rolls down my throat with a rough gulping sound.

I see how he swallows dryly, chokes on his saliva like he imagines tasting my body.

“Fuck.” He cusses under his breath while his hand slides to his fly.

“Yeah…” I chuckle, teasing him, pushing him to be the devil he’s locking away. “Take out that fat cock and bust it for your baby sister.”

He sighs, sin heavy on his lips. “Fuck you… Fuck that your body does shit to me.”

Unable to resist the sweet temptation, he digs his hand into his pants and rubs the firm bulge growing harder by the second.

“Good boy…” My voice is trailing off.

I push out my foot towards the middle of the bed, good enough for my hands to go in and out of my body without any slight obstruction.

Like a bitch, I fuck myself.

One finger in… Two… And a bloody ass three!

“Oh, fuck me…” I whimper, feeling heat walk all over my body.

The way he rubs his cock and lets his greedy eyes hawk me, makes me wetter, makes my cunt drip more than it should.

Aroused, he pushes down the shorts, causing his cock to bulge out. His hand forms a fist around the thick shaft as he works up and down the rough length, moaning, groaning in pleasurable pain.

“Hmm… Uh-uh…” Our moans blend, heartbeat raced alike.

I watch the rise and fall of his chest with each flick of his fist around his cock. I watch how he gulps dryly and sucks his lips at the sight of my body.

“Ah…” I stiffen.

Pleasure runs through me with a force I can't handle. I cave in, bending over and trembling like a rag doll.

My fingers aggressively finger my cunt, pushing in recklessly, and pulling out soaked in my juice, slimy and hot.

“No… Oh, god… My fucking pussy…”

My knees give in.

I bend to grip the edge of the bed, still not completely pulling out of my bruised cunt. I love how my fingers torture it, how the rough tips poke at my soft walls in a permitted assault.

And god! How my whole body shudders at the pleasure.

I love it!

I fucking love it!

“FUCK!!! I want to cum…” I beg as if my freedom is in his hands, like he needs to say the word before I collapse in suspense.

“Oh, Celine…” His voice skips like a bad radio. “Fuck that pussy…” His words have this rough edge that he originally didn't have.

His hand balls around his cock as he jerks off, groaning when the pain is too unbearable or when the area is too sensitive.

“Please…” I stop fucking my pussy, not entirely.

My legs clasp against my hand, locking my fingers deep in my body. The long small fingers play in my warmth, my depth, my core!

“Cum!” He bursts out, ecstatic. “Oh, fuck!!!”

Again, he shoots in my direction, bathing me in his cum spree. I watch it rain in thick droplets, splashing on me like a thick blanket, while some land on the ground.

Oh, I watch!

And I damn well enjoy it!

One last splash, his fluid hits my cunt, right on my damn clit!

The burst of emotion sends me to the highest heaven and back! I crumble to my feet, jerking like a jelly as my pussy spits out yummy and creamy dessert.

“Good girl,” he scoffs, but this time, he starts towards me. “Show me that juicy cunt, Celine. Someone has to clean you up, darling step-sis.” He teases, his tone laced with mockery.

I'm not prepared when he bends over and grabs me by my skinny waist.

There’s no escaping this torment.