Dirty Family Secrets (Short Smut Stories)

house, turning the pre-wedding pool party into a sweltering haze of laughte

f cicadas, and the grill sizzled with burgers and hot dogs, their smoky aroma waft

kini that barely contained my full breasts, the top tied in a fl

eeks just enough to show off the curve of my h

lex's conservative parents around, but

Ben to

him to devour m

boyish grin lighting up as he chatted with his dad. He looked so

ike a predator in wait, his muscular body glisten

nd even from across the pool, I could see the outline of his

s, each ridge catching the light. He sipped a beer, his full lips wrapping around

skin. The water was inviting, rippling gently with the breeze, and I dove in with a graceful arc, the liqui

cading down my cleavage, tracing paths over my hardened nipples

locking on Ben. He was watching me now, his dark gaze intense, a smirk playing on those sinfu

ins and friends splashing arou

licing through the surface with effortles

d dodge. Oh God, the feel of him... even through the water, I could sense hi

t a second too long, pressing back subtly, feeling him harden further, the r

his arousal pulsing against me. He didn't pull away; instead, his hand grazed my

pite the warmth. "Sorry," I murmured over my shoulder, my voice br

e not," he whispered, close enough that his breath tickled my

y legs, mixing with the pool water. The party dragged on. Everybody played volleyball in the shall

ising off the concrete. Every glance, every casual brush of

and pinks, I couldn't take it anymore. I excused myself to the

onut lotion. The mirror on the wall reflected my flushed face, my bikini still

in, locking it with a soft click that echoed like a promise. He was sti

d closer, his presence overwhelming-the heat radiating from his bo

y little bikini," he growled, his voice low and

ngering on my breasts, my hips, the way my thon

inst my heated skin. "I don't know what you're talki

igh through the thin fabric. It felt enormous, throbbing with heat, and I whimpered softly

about," he murmured, his lips brushin

"I know you want my cock stretching that tight little cunt of yours. You've been dripping f

fire in my belly. I nodded, unable to deny

inding my soaked folds. He groaned, "Fuck, you're so wet. This for

e circled my clit with expert pressure, the rou

king. "Not yet. On your knees, sl

y knees on the rough tile floor, t

d, it was a magnificent nine inches of thick, veined pe

ling my nostrils, making my mouth water. I wrapped my hand around the base, feeling the heat, the pulse of his veins und

my lips, tongue flicking out to taste him-salty, tangy, addictive. I swirled

stretching around his girth. The taste flooded my mouth and I hollowed my cheeks, s

r, pulling me closer. I gagged as he hit the back of my throa

ipping from the corners of my mouth like in my fantasies, mixin

em tighten under my touch. Ben thrust shallowly, fucking my mouth wi

rowled, his voice strained with pleasure. "Bet Alex never gets t

ueled me. I deepthroated him, my nose brushing

him faster, my hand twisting at the base in rhythm with my

ned around him, the vibrations making him curse. "Shi

, spilling over my tongue. I swallowed greedily, but some dr

hem like gloss. I licked it up, savoring the taste, my pussy throbbing empt

," I whispered, standing on

cking himself a

mory replayed on loop. My hand slipped between my legs, fingers

k instead, stretchin

ing onto the sheets, waves of pleasure wracking my body as I called out h