DIRTY ADDICTION:Short Filthy Stories

BOUNCING ON MY STEPBROTHER’S DI$K 3

Chapter 3

Chloe’s POV

Twenty minutes later the highway had smoothed out a bit but the tension in my body had only gotten worse.

Zane’s c**k was still rock hard between my ass cheeks, throbbing steadily against me with every small movement of the car.

I was trying to breathe normally when I felt his right hand shift on my hip.

“Zane what are you doing,” I whispered quickly, eyes darting to the front where Mom and Derek were still singing along to the radio and chatting loudly between songs.

His hand didn’t stop. It slid under the hem of my short summer dress, fingers tracing slowly up my bare inner thigh.

The touch was warm and rough, sending little shocks straight to my already soaked p***y.

“Shh, just relax,” he murmured right against my ear, voice low and cocky.

“They’re too busy yelling lyrics to notice anything back here. You’ve been dripping on my d**k for the last half hour. Let me feel how wet you really are, little sis.”

I bit my lip hard as his fingers reached higher, brushing against the edge of my panties.

My thighs trembled around his legs and I gripped the front seat even tighter. “Don’t… someone might turn around,” I whispered, but my voice came out breathy instead of firm.

My p***y clenched at the thought of his fingers touching me while our parents sat just feet away.

Zane pushed the soaked fabric of my panties to the side with two fingers, exposing my slick folds to the cool air inside the car.

The second his fingertip touched my swollen c**t he started drawing slow lazy circles around it, spreading my own wetness everywhere.

A sharp jolt of pleasure hit me and my hips jerked once before I forced them still.

“f**k, Zane,” I breathed, barely keeping my voice down. “Your fingers are on my c**t right now.

This is crazy. If they look back they’ll see your hand under my dress.”

He chuckled softly, lips brushing my ear again as he kept those slow circles going, pressing just firm enough to make my toes curl.

“That’s why you gotta stay quiet, Chloe. Feel how slippery you are? Your little p***y is dripping down my fingers already.

So f*****g wet for your stepbrother while Mom’s belting out the chorus.”

My breathing turned shaky and fast. Every slow stroke of his fingertip sent sparks through my c**t and made my walls flutter with need.

I could feel more wetness leaking out of me, coating his fingers and probably dripping onto his shorts too.

“Rock your hips for me,” he whispered, voice rough with lust. “Tiny movements.

No one will notice if you do it slowly.

Just grind that needy cunt on my fingers while the road keeps us moving.

Come on, be a good girl and ride my hand a little.”

I shook my head slightly even as my body betrayed me. “I can’t… oh s**t that feels too good,” I whispered back, biting my lip harder when he flicked my c**t with the tip of his finger.

My p***y throbbed visibly and I felt a fresh rush of slickness coat his hand.

“You’re rubbing my c**t in circles while our parents are right there. What if Derek turns around and sees your hand between my legs?”

Zane’s left hand stayed on my hip, holding me steady while his right hand worked between my thighs.

He pushed one thick finger lower, teasing my entrance without sliding inside, just rubbing the sensitive opening as his thumb took over on my c**t.

“Then they’ll see how much their innocent little daughter loves getting her p***y played with on a family road trip,” he whispered, hot breath on my neck.

“Look at you trembling on my lap with your dress pulled up and panties shoved aside.

Your cunt is clenching every time I touch your c**t. Move those hips, Chloe. Slow and small. Let me feel you f**k yourself on my fingers.”

My heart pounded so hard I thought it might burst out of my chest. The risk made everything sharper, more intense.

I gave in and started rocking my hips in tiny, careful movements, grinding my swollen c**t against his circling thumb while his fingertip kept teasing my dripping hole.

“That’s it,” he encouraged quietly, voice thick. “Just like that.

Such a dirty little sister, riding my hand while pretending nothing’s happening.

Your p***y is getting wetter every second.

I can hear how slick you are when you move.

Bet you want me to slip a finger inside that tight cunt, don’t you?”

I let out a tiny whimper that I quickly swallowed, my thighs shaking as pleasure built fast between my legs.

“Zane… you’re such a filthy f**k,” I whispered, rocking a little harder despite myself. “Your fingers feel so good on my c**t. I’m so wet it’s embarrassing.

If Mom turns her head she’ll see me grinding on your hand like a slut.”

He groaned softly near my ear, pressing his hard c**k up against my ass at the same time. “Good. Keep going.

Grind that dripping p***y on me. We’ve still got a long drive and I’m nowhere near done playing with this sloppy little cunt.

You’re gonna c*m quietly for me before we stop, aren’t you?”

My body trembled harder on his lap, p***y pulsing around nothing as his fingers kept teasing and circling, the constant risk of getting caught making my head spin and my c**t throb even more under his touch.