“Yes! Exactly like porn!” Ash said. “Just let go. When it happens, let go.”
The pit of pleasure continued to build until I let it out, let it go. I marveled as a clear stream of fluid spurted out of me in between the tremors of my orgasm. I saw white as the orgasm intensified, and he pounded me harder. I felt another orgasm coming, and the pleasure was so intense I nearly passed out.
“It’s happening again!”
“Good.” He fucked me harder, and I felt the pit inside of me explode again. My body quaked with another orgasm. I clawed at his arm, and he looked down at me with delight. I was so weak from orgasm I could no longer move. I was totally his, and I loved every damn minute of it.
“Ash!” I moaned. “Ash, it feels…so good.”
“It’s sex. It’s supposed to,” he joked. His face became harder and more serious. I felt him filling me. His cock swelled within me. I squeezed him lovingly with my muscles, and he moaned in appreciation.
“You’re…you’re getting so big. You can barely fit.”
“That’s what happens when a dude is about to bust…a nut.” He pushed harder and harder, grunting. I wanted him to come. I wanted to see him lose it. I pushed his hips closer to me, and I looked him in the eyes.
“I want you…to come,” I said shyly.
He kissed me deeply and whispered in my ear. “I’m going to come all over your stomach,” he said.
“Okay!” I said, excited. I hadn’t a clue what cum looked like. I wondered what it would feel like. He fucked me deeper, hitting that sweet spot again, closing his eyes and nearly losing it.
“I’m gonna come,” he gasped, and he pulled out of me.
Without even really knowing what I was doing, I got on my knees and put his cock in my mouth, jerking him. He looked down at me, surprised. I had a primal urge to ingest his seed. I wanted his seed to fill me. He began to come, spurts of white, salty, sticky fluid covering my lips and filling my cheeks. I sucked harder, and he shuddered, gently urging himself away.
“It’s really sensitive after I come,” he said.
“Oh, sorry,” I said, cum spilling out of my mouth. I tried to swallow it, but some dribbled down my chin.
He collapsed next to me. I wiped my mouth and lay beside him, hearing the massive crash of the waves. “That was….amazing. You were amazing. I mean, you are amazing,” he said. “How was your first time?”
I could see his vulnerability again. “Incredible!” I exclaimed. “It was amazing, really. I don’t know why I haven’t done it sooner!”
He breathed deeply, and I felt comforted by the rise and fall of his chest. We fell asleep together.
Zzzzzzz.
Zzzzzzz.
Zzzzzzz!
“Huh?” I muttered. I was awake, and my phone was going off. Shit. “Hi, Mom,” I said, trying to keep my tone even. I’d just lost my virginity, such a big deal, but I had to act normal.
“We’re home with the food. You guys come on back,” she said, cheerfully oblivious.
I wanted more than anything to share this amazing moment with her, but I couldn’t tell her because then she’d know that I just fucked my future stepbrother. My voice lowered with shame. “Okay. We’ll be there.”
I hung up. Ash was rubbing his eyes. He looked peaceful, happy. The pleasure was gone, and the horror and confusion of what we’d just done overwhelmed me. I stood up, throwing on my tank top and boy shorts. I grabbed my flip flips, ready to make a run for it with my bare feet in the sand.
“You okay?” he asked, concerned.
“No,” I replied. “This is wrong. We shouldn’t have done that.” My voice raised a few pitches.
“I won’t tell anyone.”
“It doesn’t matter. You’re going to basically be my brother, for fuck’s sake. And we just fucked.”
He stood up to match me, and I wanted so badly to hug him. He was the one person on this earth right now I wanted to comfort me, but he couldn’t because he was the source of my problems. What an awkward place to be in!
I wrenched myself away from him and began to run. I wanted to run far away until I was by myself on an island because the truth was, any man I grew to love would never work out. My father hadn’t worked out—he wouldn’t work out, either. No one would ever work out because I was destined to be alone.
I got back to the house and couldn’t make eye contact with Gary or my mom. “I’m not feeling well. Could you save me a sandwich for later?” I asked, my voice shaking.
“Honey, what’s wrong?” my mother asked.
“Like I said, not feeling well.” I turned on my heel and left them.
“We’ll save you a sandwich then,” Gary called after me. I didn’t reply. I was too mortified.
I debated about telling my mom what had happened but decided against it because if I told her, that would mean they might not get married. Maybe this could be okay if Ash and I kept it a secret.