Erotic One Shots

Number 9 - He Kissed Me

“Molly, we will be back tomorrow around lunch okay, there is $20 on the kitchen bench for pizza.” Relief washed through me as the front door closed, they were finally gone. I needed time and I needed space, my new stepfather was irritating, just overcompensating for everything. An my stepbrother… well that was complicated.

Benson was out, probably all night again. To be honest, that was a good thing, I didn’t think I could face him, not after the other night and every day since. From what I could tell from his social media and the gossip around the place he was a total player. At the start we got on really well, he would tease me endlessly. Act like we had known each other forever, I kind of just thought he was happy to have a little sister.

That was until we were chilling on the couch together one night and he kissed me. Not just a peck, but a full on tongue in my mouth kissed me. I had never kissed anyone before, let alone a boy I saw as my brother. The more I thought about it, the more I did not think of him as my brother anymore. Either way… he obviously regretted it or hated me, he had not spent any time a home or around me since. He had not even spoken to me, he avoided me like I was a plague that lived under the same roof.

It was my fault, it was so sudden. I was scared… and it caught me off guard. After I registered what was going on, I shoved harshly at his chest. Wide eyed I watched him intently as I scrambled backwards. My heart lost and out of control. I remember his face turning to a darkness, a sadness. Standing up from the couch he balled his fists leaving the room without a word and that was it.

That night, he left. I could not help but stalk him on social media. Multiple photos posted of his night, a number of girls hanging off his arm throughout the night. Mainly I focused on the one where he had his tongue down some blonds throat. My heart ached in my chest as tears lined my vision. It was pain, it actually hurt me to see him with other girls… I was jealous.

Walking into the lounge, I lay on the couch ripping off my jumper feeling caged in the material. Rolling around on the cool leather, it chilled my skin soothingly. I moaned out at the pleasant sensation. Pulling out my phone, I placed an order at Domino’s before flicking the television on. Reaching behind me I dragged down a cushion placing it under my head resting my eyes for just a second.

Pulled from my snooze a knock sounded at the door. Still a bit sleepy and incoherent, I sat up in a bit of a daze as a loud banging came from the door. “s**t!” Realizing I was waiting for pizza I hopped off the couch running for the front door.

Yanking the door open, the last thing I expected to see was Benson with a little blond clinging to his side. “Hi” the blond said seemingly overly chipper as she walked inside the house pulling Benson with her. He didn’t look quite right, but his gaze caught mine before I looked away. I stepped back as the blond bumped into me pushing her way into the house. Moving out of their way I stepped to the door to close it behind them. Before I managed to get it half way shut.

“You can leave now..” Pausing for a second, Benson narrowed his eyes as if her was thinking, “Kristy, thank you for the ride.” Benson’s tone held a sharpness of finality.

“It’s Misty”, she managed mumbling under her breath as her head dropped to the floor suddenly acting shy like after her loud entry. Rolling my eyes, I didn’t want to watch this painful exchange. I didn’t care if he was out with this girl all day with another planned for tomorrow. At least that what I tried to tell myself as a pain vibrated through my chest.

Turning around I headed back to the lounge. I could feel a wealth of emotion I could not even control start to surface. Ignoring their talking in the hallway, I turned up the television a few notches trying to blend them out. When I heard the familiar thump of footsteps on the stairs, I could not help it. Tears filtered down my cheeks, as I pulled my knees to my chest hugging them tightly.

Another knock sounded at the door. Wiping my tears as best I could, I once again got up slowly moving to the front door. Upon opening I found the Domino’s pizza man, some young hottie that made me completely embarrassed at my state. Taking the pizza from the young man he smiled at me as I spoke softly, “sorry I’ll just go grab some money, one sec.”

After placing the pizza in the kitchen, I walked back to the front door handing over the $20. Before I had the chance to say a word further, I heard shouting as footsteps thundering down the stairs. “I thought I told you to leave!” At the harshness of Benson’s voice, I could not help but jump forward towards the pizza guy, who also stiffened as his eyes searched behind me.

As I heard Benson reach the bottom of the stairs, I turned on my heels to face him. His eye flickered from mine to the mans, then back to me. Stomping forwards he reached out grabbing my arm pulling me back into the house against his chest, “what did you do to her? She’s crying!”

Jerking out of Benson’s hold I stepped back towards the pizza guy handing him a $20, “sorry, keep the change.” Looking back towards the two of us he did not even take a second glance turning to almost run off the porch. Slamming the door shut I avoided Bensons eyes as I walked briskly to the kitchen.

He followed closely behind me, “why are you crying, did someone hurt you?” His voice shook like he was trying to restrain himself. Even though I could not see him, I knew him well enough to picture his fists flexing at his sides.

“Leave me alone Benson, why don’t you just go out like you normally do.” It hurt… my chest hurt so bad. Once again, I felt the wetness of tears travel down my cheeks as I kept my back to him, praying he would just leave. How embarrassing, I was jealous. Jealous of that blond, jealous of every girl he was pictured with. Why would he kiss me then proceed to do that? God why did I even care?

“Please don’t cry”, his voice was soft and gentle as his head fell forward leaning between my shoulder blades. The warmth spread across my back, as a frustrated groan left him. “If it is because of me, I’m sorry…. I should not have kissed you…. I just… I’ve never had a girl that I actually liked. Liked being with, and spending time around. Then the other night yo…”

“Like, you like me, yet you rock up hear with some blond and go hook up with every girl you can get your hands on. f*****g yea, you must really like me!” My voice tore out of me turning my tears to rage that I had bottled. All the nights I spent crying and watching his social media seeing him with yet another girl. I was so mad, I was so … I was furious, and I was done, so done. Done being nice, done being friends, done hurting over someone like him. An really, this wouldn’t work anyway, techniquely we were supposed to be brother and sister. Sure, we were not blood related, but our parents just got married.

Shrugging my shoulders, I hunched my back forwards jerking away from his body taking a side stepping away from the counter. With a monotoned calm voice completely void of emotion Benson asked lowly, “Where is dad and your mum.”

He didn’t care at all, he sounded completely calm after my outburst.. like he didn’t even hear me. Trying to reel in my emotions, I responded as composed as possible. “Gone away for the night.” Almost running for the doorway I meant to return to my room, pizza at this point completely forgotten.

Making it through the door a wave of emotion hit me as my stomach bottomed out. Before I got my foot on the first step to head up the stairs Benson’s hand caught my wrist yanking me back with force before slamming my front into the wall. My palms slapped against the plaster fingers spread as a weight met my back pressing me deeper into the wall. My breath caught in my throat as my cheek pressed against the plaster board. Startled I didn’t know what to do, Benson had never been this rough, this aggressive.

“Of course I hooked up with other girls, you rejected me. you are all I can f*****g think about.” His words short through me like lightening. Placing his hands over my own he held them down tightly, not allowing a single inch of movement. Taking advantage of my head being on the side his head dropped into the crook of my neck sucking in a deep breath as his nose skimmed my skin.

Adrenaline ran through my body, unsure what to do. I loved the feeling, but he had already hurt me, and long term this could not work… this was not a good idea. A steady hum pulsed through my body as a light kiss was stolen from my neck. “Your always on my mind, I can’t stop… tell me you think of me.” I froze, there was no way I would admit that I thought of him, his body wrapping around my own.

“I don’t think of you.” My lie came easily, but a humour filled chuckle sounded in response.

“I’ve seen you watch me Molly, I know you feel something for me..” His tone taking an air of amusement, “plus you know what they say, if she yells at you, she cares about you.” I could feel a smile on his lips as he pressed them once again to my neck.

A shiver broke out across my skin as a feeling of pins and needles rippled through my being. My body tensing, I tried to pull away, this was dangerous, I could feel my knees weakening as my sensitivity grew exponentially. Shaking me head a, “no” sounded from my lips. I was unsure at this point if I was trying to convince him or myself.

“Are you sure?” His voice came out teasingly as he used his foot to kick my feet further apart, stepping between my legs. I jumped trying to pull away as I felt him grind his erection into my lower back. Releasing a sigh of what sounded like relief he whispered, “I think about you, I think about ruining you.”

His words sent my body into a state of shock as excitement lit a fire. Unable to stop myself I pushed my hips back intensifying the fiction between us. “There’s my girl.” His voice elicited so many dark thoughts in my mind. I could feel the wetness between my legs pool uncontrollably as he lifted his mouth to my eye fanning his warm breath. “Do you think of me Molly?”

I didn’t want to answer, I couldn’t tell him. “W… we can’t do this, you are my brother.” His grinding ceasing, I felt the wind on my skin as I was spun around so fast before being slammed forcefully back to the wall. His Green eyes piercing into my own. Anger clear as he swiftly pulled my shorts down to my knees before slipping a finger between my legs penetrating my p***y with no hesitation.

A smile gracing his lips, “If we can’t do this, why are you dripping for me… little sister.” A teasing smirk covered his face as he pulled the finger back out, but not before hooking it inside rolling over my G-spot for one last time. Bucking my hips forward to meet his touch, I was too late as he brought his finger to his lips sucking it clean. My chin and lip trembled under his gaze, as he continued to suck his finger not breaking eye contact.

Placing a hand around my neck he held me to the wall whilst his other hand started groping my breast. “Do you think about me Molly?” Clenching hard, I realized he was not going to give up, he was going to keep asking, keep taunting me till he got what he wanted. To be honest, I did not think I could resist him much longer. As it was, I was craving him… wanting to move closer only unable to as he had me securely against the wall.

A gasp left my lips as I surrendered under his touch moaning out as my knees wreaked, slowly buckling underneath me. Bending down Benson grabbed me by the knees, lifting and throwing me over his shoulder. A squeal sounded from me before I even registered that I had made a noise. “Benson put me down.” Slapping at his ass was all I could manage, to be honest I could not even believe he could carry me so easily. I wasn’t fat, but I was not skinny either if you know what I mean.

Hitting my ass in return, the slapping sound echoed as my bare ass cheek stung with no doubt a red handprint now featuring. Pulling me back over his shoulder he placed me on the couch. Rolling me to my chest I could hear him remove his clothing before the weight of his bod lay on top of my own. “Tell me Molly!” His voice was commanding as I felt his bare erection slide between my ass cheeks creating friction. My whole body lifting to meet his I rubbed my ass hard against his c**k wanting to coax him into giving me more.

His weight lifted off my body as I felt a material wrap around my wrists. “Tell me Molly, or this will stop.”

Fuck… I didn’t want too, but I could risk this stopping. I might actually die, “EVERYDAY… EVERY f*****g SECOND.” Before I could continue, or even feel the embarrassment wash through me, his body crashed back down into my own winding me up.

Pressing kisses to my spine goose bumps broke out across my skin as he whispered, “good girl.” I felt his fingers dip between my legs which his had pressed tightly together. Two fingers entering my centre he pulled my wetness out coating my skin. In the next second, I felt his c**k sliding through my slickness through my closed legs just barely stopping at my entrance. “Are you a virgin Molly…” before waiting for an answer, “I’ll be gentle with you.”

As he finished talking, I felt his c**k as he pushed it between my legs just past the entrance to my core. Holding me in place for a few seconds, he laid a kiss to my neck before he sunk into my body. Indescribable, the feeling was good, painful, blissful, it was warmth itself. Starting to move in and out I felt his body gently tap me repeatedly as his erection penetrated me agonizingly slowly. It was hard, it was tight, craving more I widened my legs, trying to part them for easier access. A harsh slap sounded as a stinging sensation rippled through my ass check.

Pushing my legs back together Benson also grabbed a fistful of my hair bringing down his lips to my ear. “They stay together Molly. Be a good girl.” A hand came down in the centre of my back pushing me with force deep into the couch. Eyes widening, I screamed out, having it muffled by the couch as I was suddenly being slammed into. Slapping sounds were growing louder as Benson’s body repeatedly slammed into my own thrusting as deep as he could go. My body cried out as my n*****s hardened grazing against the leather through my thin shirt.

Loved it.. I loved it, I couldn’t get enough. The roughness tipping me over the edge as my eyes rolled back into my head as I whined into the couch cushion. I couldn’t control my p***y as it clenched down hard holding him in place. A loud groan sounded, “you are so tight Molly… I can’t even move.” His body lifted off my own as his hand ripped my hips up from the couch. I was on a high, I could not move, could not talk, could not anything. His hands gripping into my skin ripping me up to my knees. My arm collapsed sending my face back down into the couch as Benson held my hips firmly keeping my ass in the air. “Stay there Molly.”

In that instant, I felt his c**k press into my entrance, but this time it didn’t stop. My body was still tingling as his erection entered inch by inch. “Ahhh, too much, too deep.. I can’t.” Benson paused bending over my back, pulling up my top to place a kiss to my spine.

“Just a little more Molly.” Reaching a hand down to cover my mouth Benson pushed his way deep into my body, all the way to the hilt. He was so big, too big. Unable to handle the pressure and his size, I listened intently as his voice filled the space between us. “I own you now Molly, you are mine.”

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