DIRTY ADDICTION:Short Filthy Stories

BOUNCING ON MY STEPBROTHER’S DI$K 2

Chapter 2

Chloe’s POV

The car finally rolled onto the highway and the ride got worse in the worst way possible.

Every small pothole and uneven patch in the road sent my body jolting and sliding on Zane’s lap no matter how hard I tried to stay still.

I gripped the back of the front seat tighter, my fingers digging into the leather while my cheeks burned hot with embarrassment.

“God damn it,” I whispered to myself, trying to keep my ass from moving too much.

But the next bump came and my soft round ass ground down hard against the rapidly hardening bulge in his shorts.

His c**k was swelling fast, getting thicker and hotter between my cheeks with every little movement the road forced out of me.

Zane stayed quiet for the first few minutes, just breathing steady behind me.

His large hands rested on my hips, heavy and warm through my thin dress.

Then we hit a bigger bump and my body bounced, sliding my p***y right along the full length of his thickening c**k.

That’s when his fingers tightened, subtly guiding my hips in a slow dirty roll instead of letting me lift off him.

I sucked in a sharp breath as I felt him grow even harder beneath me, the thick head of his d**k pressing firmer right against my covered slit.

Up front Mom and Derek were singing loudly to some old rock song on the radio, completely lost in their own world, windows half down and wind rushing past.

Zane leaned forward then, his lips brushing right against my ear as he whispered low and dirty so only I could hear. “Relax, little sis… just let the road move you.”

My breathing turned shaky right away. “Zane, what the hell,” I whispered back, voice cracking a little. “You’re getting so f*****g hard under me.

I can feel your c**k getting thicker every time we hit a bump. It’s pushing right between my ass cheeks and rubbing against my p***y now.”

He gave a low chuckle that I felt rumble through his chest into my back.

His hands squeezed my hips harder, pulling me down so my weight settled fully on his rock hard bulge. “Yeah I know.

Your soft ass feels too good sliding all over it. Every time the car dips your wet little cunt drags along my d**k like you’re trying to f**k me through our clothes.”

Another pothole hit and my body rocked forward then back, grinding my soaked panties along his entire thick length.

I could feel the heat of his c**k so clearly, the way it throbbed and pulsed against me, getting even stiffer.

“s**t… stop saying that,” I breathed, even as my hips gave a tiny involuntary grind when the road got rougher again.

My p***y was aching now, getting wetter with every slide, my c**t catching on the thick ridge of his shaft.

“Our parents are right there singing like idiots and you’re whispering about my cunt on your c**k.

This is so wrong but it keeps twitching against me and I can’t stop feeling it.”

Zane’s breath was hot on my neck as he whispered again, one hand slipping slightly lower on my thigh.

“That’s because your body likes it, Chloe. I can feel how damp your panties are getting.

That warm spot right where your p***y lips are pressing down on me.

You’re dripping on your stepbrother’s d**k and pretending you want me to stop.

Just admit the bumps feel good when they make you rub that needy p***y all over my hard cock.”

I bit my lip hard, trying not to moan as the next series of small bumps made me slide back and forth in short dirty strokes.

My n*****s were tight and sensitive, rubbing against my bra with every movement. Heat kept pooling between my legs and my thighs trembled a little around him.

“You’re such a dirty asshole,” I whispered shakily, gripping the seat harder. “Your c**k is so thick right now it feels like it’s trying to push inside me through my panties.

Every bump makes my ass spread around it more. If you keep guiding my hips like that I’m gonna lose it.”

He smirked against my ear, voice dropping even lower.

“Good. Lose it then. Let the road keep bouncing that pretty ass on my d**k.

I want to feel you get wetter until your juices soak through and mark my shorts.

We still got hours of this, little sis. Plenty more bumps coming to make you grind on your stepbrother’s c**k while Mom and Dad sing along without a clue.”

My breathing stayed fast and uneven as another bump forced me to roll my hips again, dragging my swollen c**t along his throbbing length.

The dirty friction felt too good and I hated how much my body was reacting, getting slicker and hotter with every whispered word and every jolt from the highway.

“Zane… f**k,” I whispered, voice barely there. “It’s getting even harder.

I can feel it pulsing right against my p***y lips. This is so f****d up but I can’t stop moving when the car hits those bumps.”

He tightened his grip one more time, holding me down firmly as the music blasted louder from the front.