Teen Wolf Step-Brother - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Teen Wolf Step-Brother - Chapter 1

... and over—I wanted more of Brandon’s stench, I wanted it to fill me up. I wanted to breathe nothing more for the rest of my life. Chills ran up and down my spine as I gulped in the smell, like a thirsty man given a gallon of water. I closed my eyes to savor the experience, and when I opened them again, I was standing in the darkness. I’d been so overwhelmed by Brandon’s scent that I hadn’t even realized I was walking into his room, and closing the door behind me. The thrash metal suddenly didn’t seem as loud and obnoxious—in fact, the loudness of it was suddenly enticing. The bass drum provided a steady rhythm that seemed to make my whole body pump—my fists had involuntarily began to open and close to the beat, and suddenly, to my embarrassment, I noticed that my pussy had begun to throb to the rhythm as well. It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the darkness, but when they did, I suddenly noticed what Brandon was doing. He was laying on his bed, completely naked—the small amount of light peeking through the curtains bounced off the sweat on his muscles, but though I could have spent several hours staring at his new (and vastly improved) body, my attention was instead drawn to his hand. He was masturbating. Brandon was laying on his bed, furiously pumping his fist up and down his thick, hard cock. Now I’m no virgin, but I’m also not an expert, if you know what I mean. I’ve had two or three boyfriends, and yeah, maybe I’ve become acquainted with their cocks in that ...

... time…and I can assure you, none of them have had cocks like Brandon’s. It must have been a foot long, and with every stroke, it looked like it was oozing out half a cup of pre-cum. Again, uncontrollably, I began to step towards it. I was entranced—the smell of his sweat, combined with the loud, sticky music, and the sight of his glorious member…it overcame me, and I suffered a few moments of temporary insanity. Without meaning to, I dropped my towel, reached out, and grasped his cock. Brandon’s eyes opened in shock—I’d never seen them like that before. Since he’d been bitten, they had a strange color to them, but in that moment they were a dark, fierce red, and his fangs curled out of his mouth. “Anna?” he said, but I didn’t even notice. My mouth opened, watering, and slipped over the head of his cock, and he threw his head back and howled with pleasure. It had been months since I’d had a boyfriend, and so I hadn’t given head in a while, but I instinctively moved in time with the music, tasting my brother’s hardness, breathing his musk deep into my lungs. He tasted different to the other boys I’d gone down on—tangier, somehow. The taste of him made me wet, and when he reached down and grabbed my hair, I didn’t resist. The music pumped into my ears at the same rate that my brother’s cock pumped into my mouth, and my whole body seemed to be finely tuned to providing him pleasure. He fucked my mouth roughly, and I silently screamed with pleasure as he did. One hand was playing ...