My Brother's Girl: Part 3 - Sex Stories

My Brother's Girl: Part 3

... and it would be so amazing that I’d finally be satisfied and would be able to forget about…” Her voice trailed off and she looked away. I didn’t say anything, just gave her a moment. She continued, “But while I was there, in bed, with my boyfriend, I’m thinking ‘finally it’s happening!’ but the only way I could even get turned on… was to think about you.” Wow. I knew we made each other seriously hot, but I hadn’t expected that. “Don’t get me wrong, he did everything right and under other circumstances I would have been all about it, but since doing what I did with you…Dave, the only way I could even get wet enough to fuck was to think about you. The whole time he was fucking me, I was picturing you.” She lifted her gaze to meet mine and a bolt of electricity shot through me. “And now I’m horny and even more frustrated than I was before,” she said, her voice going a bit low. She moved toward me. “And it’s all your fault, so you have to fix it.” “Maddie,” I said, stiffening. “Look, I’m sorry about what happened. If I knew it would be this big a problem between you, I never would have…” My voice trailed off as she came close, her breasts pressing against my chest. Her blue eyes were smoky with desire, a look that always stopped me in my tracks. “Yes you would,” she breathed. “We both would. There’s something between us.” She moved even closer, her lips against my cheek. She threw one leg over me, straddling me, her silky chestnut hair falling over her shoulders, tickling me. ...

... “We can’t stay away from each other. I can’t keep my hands off you any more than you can keep your hands off me.” It was true; when she climbed on top of me, my hands automatically went to her waist, pulling her closer. One hand, completely on its own, was stroking her thigh. The other was on her back, holding her. My cock was at full hardness and I could feel her nipples poking through her shirt, as well as the heat coming from between her thighs. “I never went all the way with you because I hadn’t done it with Mark yet,” she said, her voice a whisper. Her hands were on my cheeks, her face an inch from mine, her eyes locked on my own. “But I wanted to.” She moved even closer. “Every time we were close like this, I wanted to close the gap and kiss you, Dave…every time I felt you hard and throbbing against my pussy, I wanted you inside me…” She started moving her hips, grinding against me. My breath was ragged. I knew exactly how she felt. “No guy has ever made me cum like you do, and I am so frustrated after last night, so worked up and horny and I need to fucking cum so bad…” I’d had it. My cock was throbbing, my heart was pounding, and I needed her just as badly as she needed me. “Then you will, Maddie,” I said. And then I did it, what I’d been wanting to do since the moment I’d laid eyes on her. I kissed her. Romance novels always talk about how the guy and the girl want each other but hold back for whatever reason, and how when they finally kiss for the first time it’s like ...