VELVET DESIRES: An Erotic Anthology

MY SISTER'S HUSBAND #8

“Sit,” he ordered, voice rough and commanding.

I straddled him on shaky legs, knees sinking into the couch on either side of his hips. He held his slick c**k upright as I lowered myself onto him, the fat head pushed against my entrance as I slid down.

A broken whimper escaped my lips as I took every inch. He felt even bigger in this position, so deep I could feel him in my stomach. My p***y clenched tightly around his thickness as I bottomed out, my ass flush against his thighs.

“That’s it,” Aaron groaned, head falling back against the couch. His hands gripped my hips tightly, fingers digging into my skin. “Ride me, baby. Use my cock.”

I started moving. Slowly at first rolling my hips, grinding on him in deep circles. He reached one hand up to squeeze my breast through my dress while the other stayed on my hip, guiding me faster.

I picked up the pace, riding him harder, my t**s bounced with every downward slam. I braced my hands on both sides of his head and f****d myself on his thick c**k, chasing pleasure shamelessly.

Aaron thrust up to meet me, driving himself deeper with every bounce. I was getting close again. My thighs were burning but I couldn’t stop.

Aaron’s grip on my hips tightened painfully, his abs flexed with every upward thrust as he watched.

“That’s my good girl,” he groaned.

I rode him desperately, bouncing up and down on his thick c**k, hitting that perfect spot deep inside me. Aaron’s hands were everywhere; gripping my hips hard enough to leave marks, sliding up to squeeze my bouncing t**s, then back down to spread my ass cheeks so he could watch his c**k disappear inside me.

Aaron’s eyes were locked on my face, his breathing was ragged, jaw clenched tight as he thrust up to meet every bounce.

“I’m close again__” I whimpered, grinding harder, my c**t rubbing against his pelvis with every movement.

That pushed me over the edge.

My second orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, I cried out, burying my face in his neck as my p***y clenched violently around his thick c**k. The feeling of me cumming hard around him finally broke Aaron’s control.

“f**k__ I’m cumming,” he groaned deeply.

He gripped my hips with force and slammed me down onto his c**k one last time, holding me there as he exploded inside me. Thick, hot ropes of c*m flooded my p***y. Pulse after pulse, he pumped me full of his seed, groaning loudly against my neck as he filled me up.

I could feel every powerful spurt and so much of it that it started leaking out around his c**k, dripping down my thighs. We stayed locked together like that, panting heavily his c**k continued twitching inside me and I could feel the warmth of his c*m filling me, slowly leaking out as my walls fluttered around him.

Aaron kissed my neck softly, still buried in me, his hands gently stroking my back as we both came down.

“Mine,” he whispered possessively against my skin. “You’re f*****g mine now.”

We stayed like that for a long time. I was sitting on his lap, his c**k still buried deep inside me, softening slowly. I collapsed forward, resting my head against his chest. His heart was pounding hard under my cheek. Aaron wrapped his arms around me, one hand gently stroking my back while the other stayed on my ass, holding me down on him.

After a moment, I felt him lean down and bury his nose in my hair. He inhaled deeply, sniffing my scent like he couldn’t get enough of it. The gesture was strangely tender and a little ridiculous at the same time.

I let out a soft, breathless laugh against his chest and Aaron smiled faintly, kissing the top of my head.

After a long silence, he spoke softly into my hair.

“I’m going to divorce her.” It took a moment for me to register what he said as I jerked back in shock, eyes wide as I stared at him.

“What…?” My voice cracked. My heart started racing again for an entirely different reason. “Is it because of this? Because of us? Because we’ve been sleeping together?” I asked as my hands came up to my mouth. “Oh my god, Aaron… I ruined your marriage__”

The guilt hit me like a wave. Tears instantly welled up in my eyes, I felt sick and horrified at the thought that I had destroyed my sister’s marriage by giving in to this forbidden desire. My chest tightened painfully as shame and panic flooded me.

Aaron quickly cupped my face with both hands, forcing me to look at him.

“No. No, baby, listen to me,” he said firmly, his voice steady but urgent. “This isn’t because of us. This was coming long before you came back.”

He took a deep breath, still buried inside me, and began to explain.

“I was going to leave her months before we got married. We weren’t right for each other. We wanted different things, and I knew it. But right when I tried to end it… she told me she was pregnant. She knew I would never abandon my child, so she used the baby to trap me and I couldn't leave.” His jaw tightened.

“I married her because I felt I had no choice. But I was miserable and then I saw you at the wedding… and everything I felt for you on that plane came rushing back. You’ve been all I could think about since.” He stroked my cheek gently, his voice softening.

“After our son was born, she changed. She became obsessed with parties, social media, and her image. We barely speak anymore. We barely slept together, we’re strangers living in the same house, only pretending to be happy when people are watching. The marriage has been dead for a long time. I’ve just been waiting for the right moment to file for divorce.”

“You’re not the reason I’m leaving her, Sienna. You’re just the reason I finally have the courage to do it.”

I sat there in stunned silence, still impaled on his c**k, feeling a chaotic storm of emotions crash over me.

My mind was reeling. I had no idea the marriage was broken, my sister never mentioned anything about it. Even with his explanation, the guilt didn’t vanish. My sister was still my sister and the baby was innocent. I felt dirty… but also strangely relieved.

A spark of hope flickered in my chest. The idea that Aaron might actually be free one day… that this didn’t have to be a dirty secret forever… made my heart ache in a completely different way.

Tears slipped down my cheeks as I laid my head back on his chest and whispered shakily, “Are you really going to leave her…?”

“Yes.” He replied softly as he held me tighter nestling into my hair.

“I should go.” I said as I looked up at him “I need to go back to the room.”

Aaron heaved a sigh which meant he didn't like the idea of me leaving. “I'll miss you.” He said before dropping a kiss on my lips.

“WHAT. THE f**k… IS HAPPENING?” A voice boomed from the stairs.