Chapter 5
Chloe’s POV
The front doors slammed shut again and Mom handed back two cold sodas with a bright smile. “Here you go, kids. Road trips are better with snacks, right?”
I took mine with shaky fingers, still trying to calm my breathing from what Zane had just done at the rest stop.
My p***y was still aching and slick, throbbing from the way his thick cockhead had teased my entrance.
Derek started the engine and the car pulled back onto the highway, music cranked up once more as they picked up their conversation about some show they both liked.
Barely two minutes in, I felt Zane shift beneath me.
His hand slid under my dress again without warning, yanking my soaked panties fully to the side this time, the fabric stretched tight against my thigh.
“Zane, no, not now,” I whispered urgently, turning my head slightly toward him. “They’re right there talking. We can’t—”
“Too late,” he cut me off in a low growl right against my ear. “I’ve been patient enough.
That little tease at the rest stop f****d with my head. Your cunt has been dripping on me for hours and I need to feel it wrapped around my c**k right now.”
Before I could argue again I felt the blunt, swollen head of his thick c**k press against my entrance.
He lined himself up perfectly, one hand gripping my hip hard while the other stayed ready.
Then he started pulling me down slowly, forcing my tight p***y to stretch open around him.
“Oh f**k,” I gasped quietly as the head popped inside me, spreading my walls wide.
Inch by thick inch he sank deeper, filling me up until his entire c**k was buried to the hilt inside my p***y.
The stretch burned in the best way and I could feel every vein and ridge as he bottomed out, his balls pressed tight against me.
My eyes widened and a sharp moan tried to escape but Zane’s strong hand clamped firmly over my mouth, muffling the sound instantly.
“Shhh, quiet little sis,” he whispered hotly, his voice rough with lust. “You feel that? My c**k is all the way inside your tight p***y now. So f*****g warm and wet. Squeeze around me.”
I trembled hard on his lap, my p***y clenching involuntarily around the thick invasion.
It felt so full, so deep, his c**k throbbing inside me while our parents chatted casually just two feet away, completely unaware.
My juices were leaking out around his shaft, making everything even wetter and messier.
Zane’s other hand stayed on my hip, guiding me into small, controlled up and down movements, making me ride him in secret.
“That’s it, ride big bro’s c**k nice and slow,” he murmured into my ear, lips brushing my skin.
“Bounce that ass on me just enough so no one notices. Feel how deep I am? Your little cunt is gripping me like it never wants to let go.”
I whimpered against his palm, the sound muffled as my body rocked with the motion he forced on me.
Every tiny lift and drop sent his thick c**k dragging along my walls, hitting spots that made my toes curl. “Mmmph,” I moaned into his hand, eyes fluttering as pleasure built fast.
He chuckled darkly and tightened his grip over my mouth.
“Call me big bro while I f**k you,” he commanded in a rough whisper. “Tell me how good my c**k feels stretching your p***y. Say it quietly.”
My p***y fluttered hard around him as another small thrust from his hips pushed him even deeper.
I managed to whisper against his fingers when he loosened them just a little.
“Big bro… your c**k is so deep inside me. It’s filling me up completely.
I can feel it pulsing in my cunt. This is so dirty, f*****g you while Mom and Derek are talking about dinner plans right in front of us.”
“Good girl,” he praised, voice thick.
He started guiding my hips a little faster, small controlled bounces that made his c**k slam deep on every downstroke. “Your p***y is creaming all over me.
Listen to how wet you sound. Such a nasty little stepsister taking big bro’s d**k in the backseat like a slut. Keep riding me just like that.”
The car hit a small bump and it drove him even harder into me, forcing a sharp cry that his hand barely caught in time. I bit down on his palm to stay silent, my thighs shaking violently as the pleasure spiked.
My c**t rubbed against the base of his c**k with every movement and I could feel my orgasm building fast, tight and unstoppable.
“f**k, you’re clenching so hard,” Zane whispered, breathing heavier now.
“You gonna c*m on my c**k already? Do it. c*m for big bro while our parents are laughing up there.
Let that tight p***y milk me. I want to feel you shake and drip all over my balls.”
I nodded frantically against his hand, tears of overwhelming pleasure pricking my eyes.
My hips moved on their own now, grinding and bouncing in tiny desperate movements as his thick c**k pounded deep into my soaked cunt over and over.
“Oh god, big bro, I’m gonna c*m,” I whispered brokenly when he lifted his hand for a second. “Your c**k feels too good. It’s hitting so deep. I can’t hold it—”
My orgasm crashed over me hard. My p***y spasmed violently around his thick shaft, squeezing and fluttering as waves of pleasure ripped through me.
I trembled uncontrollably on his lap, biting hard into his palm to keep from screaming while my juices flooded out around his c**k, soaking his balls and the seat beneath us.
Zane groaned quietly behind me, holding me down firmly on his c**k as I came, letting me ride out every pulse and twitch.
“That’s my girl. Such a good little sister cumming all over big bro’s d**k. So f*****g tight and messy.
We’re not done yet though. This drive is long and I’m staying buried in this p***y until we get there.”
I slumped back against his chest, still trembling, his hard c**k still deep inside me as the parents kept chatting and laughing up front like nothing had happened at all.