Raw Erotica Files

SEXERCISE 1 💦💦🫦 BRADY’S POV “My brother isn’t back from training yet…and you’re welcome,” Larry’s not-so-little sister announced, as she flung the kitchen towel over her shoulder while she bent towards the oven. Guess she heard me coming in. She was wearing some pink tights and a sports bra. Her luscious curves were prominent and damn, she looks fuckable. Her p***y was swollen and it was just the perfect place to dig and bury my fingers. “You can tell him I stopped by Jenny” I turned around taking my leave. Larry’s sister is forbidden, and I shouldn't entertain such thoughts even though I want to bend her over this very counter and f**k the living daylight out of her p***y. “Don’t be weird Brady, I’m making breakfast. You can snack around while you wait.” She said, handing me some bananas. “You’re welcome,” she whispered, winking at me, grabbing her yoga mat and positioning it in front of me, stretching, twisting, and turning. What was this little temptress up to this time around? “Wanna join?” She said, touching her toes, leaning forward; her boobs almost spilling from her bra top. “C’mon don’t be shy…” she said, extending her hand to me. “Don’t be a hard nut to crack” she continued arching her back making her butt look bigger (the perfect style for doggy). I shook my head while trying to drive those thoughts away. I'm not screwing Larry’s sister. “Take off your shirt,” “Huh?” “Yeah, fifty push-ups with me on your back” she said between laughs pulling me up and taking my shirt over my head. “Uhmmm, Jenny…” I said scratching the back of my head. “I ca…” “You can't just sit there gaping at me,” she added, throwing her head to the side. I got up and laid down, letting her climb my back. I wonder what she's up to now. JENNY’S POV I gently laid on Brady’s muscled back. His brown skin was glistening and looked well-moisturized and hydrated. I've had a crush on my brother’s friend since I saw a peek of his d**k from his briefs while I walked into him changing into his shorts after he went for a run with Larry. I traced my hand absently from his n*****s down to his packs. His packs were slippery and hard as he continued pumping with me on his back. “26, 27, 28…” I'd rather count how many times his d**k caressed my p***y walls. I purposely lined my pussyhead on his taut butt, with my boobs pressed against his hard back, I roped my hands around his slippery wet body, and trailed my fingers down to his waistband gently. In accordance with when he went down, my fingers subtly moved. Each time he rose, I made sure I pressed my p***y down on his butt. Sweat continuously trickled down his hard back as he pumped fifty and laid flat down. “Wow, that was amazing. Now for the second round…” I pulled Brady on his knee, wrapped my hand around his neck, pressing my boobs against his hard chest, and straddled him completely, making sure my p***y was opposite his c**k. Man, he was bricked up…my plan is working. “Push-ups, with me below you” I winked. “Jenny?” he countered, slightly smiling. “Let's work those muscles…c’mon, I need some motivation” I added, shifting comfortably on his laps making sure he felt the heat of my p***y through my tights. He positioned himself carefully. “Tighten your arms so I don't drop you”. His deep voice vibrated through me as he spoke. His hot breath fanned my face while he maintained eye contact with me. His eyes were dark, covered with desire and lust because when I spread my legs further he opened his mouth and took a deep breath. Yes, I'm successfully taming the tiger. I was sick of my brother's friend looking at me like a little girl. I'm twenty-two and he should see me as a woman already. “1, 2, 3…” This time he counted and with each pump I tightened my legs around his. Now his hard c**k was pressed against my p***y and he could feel it because his gaze had become intense. His brown eyes said all that his pink thick lips were too shy to say. He liked it I took this opportunity to carefully assess his features. Damn! He was one hell of a cute guy. His hair smelled nice, probably his hair gel or oil. His dark wavy hair was perfectly cut and properly shaved. His cross neck chain kept touching my boobs as he pumped down breathing on my face and wetting his lips with his tongue. Omg!!! Brady, please f**k me!!!. I hope he can't read minds else I'd be screwed. “48, 49, 50…” He breathed, dropping his sweaty body on me. Well, morality be damned. I need to get f****d by Brady. I raised my hips and ground my p***y against his with my lips slightly parted and boobs pressed against his chest. I did it again, and again, not breaking eye contact trying to gauge his reaction. “Jenny, I think we should…” “Shhh” I placed my finger on his slightly parted lips and dipped the tip of my finger into his mouth, dragging it out and placing it inside my mouth while grinding against his hips. “How does this feel?” I whispered against his ear. “This feels wrong and Larry…” “He mustn't find out, don't tell me you don't wanna f**k my tiny, little p***y” I stopped, snapping the hook of my sports bra and flashing my heavy boobs in his face. “It's now or never Brady” I batted my lashes, trailing my finger down to his waistband finding the hem of his boxers. He grabbed both hands and pinned them above my head. “Well…Fuck it Jenny” He said, dry humping on my clothed p***y. Just as his hot lips touched mine, a voice sounded from the driveway. “Jenny… I'm home” His eyes widened in shock as we both whispered. “LARRY!!!” I quickly pushed Brady off me, put on my sports bra, rolled my mat, and threw on my oversized tee (I took it off earlier when I heard Brady knock.)Then I dashed to my burnt cupcakes. “Brady, I'm so sorry I missed your call, I was running errands for coach” Larry walked in. “Something’s burning Jenny,” he yelled. “What's she doing?” he whispered. “I heard you,” I yelled from the kitchen. “How did they get burnt, just stop trying Jenny…cooking isn't for you little sister” Larry mocked patting my head. “I need to shower”, he walked out of the kitchen flinging his bag over his shoulder. “And Brady, you're awfully silent” He stood, while Wisdom shifted uncomfortably in his seat. I suddenly choked on my water, looking everywhere but Brady. “Jennnnyyyyyy, hope you were good to my friend?” he said, turning to face me. “I was trying to bake some cupcakes,” I answered. “It's just the smoke from the oven,” Brady said, coughing violently. I rolled my eyes inwardly. Well none of us noticed the smoke when we were shamelessly grinding on each other. Larry walked upstairs and shut his door, I rushed back into the kitchen, staring at my burnt cupcakes and reminiscing on what had happened ten minutes ago. I was almost f****d by my brother’s best friend. My thoughts were interrupted when someone cleared their throat in the distance. I dropped the knife I was holding in shock. Brady took precise steps towards me and whispered closely: “We have got to finish what we started in the living room. You asked for my c**k and some ruthless f*****g is what you'd get” he pulled me close and spanked my ass. I'm pretty sure my cheeks are red now…oh my gosh “Okay,” I said, unable to find my voice. My p***y tingled with excitement. Finally, I'm getting some c**k.