She ain’t done with him

I lay there for awhile, trembling and breathing deeply as my tender ass cheeks throbbed from the **** Stephanie had given them. She ran her hands through my hair to calm me and gently hushed me as I whimpered from the pain. Part of me wanted to yell at her about what she had done or cry from the experience, but now she was being so tender to me and I was so confused that all I could do was enjoy laying my head on her pillowy breasts and take in the comfort she offered. A tingle went down my spine as she gave my forehead a chaste kiss and she whispered, “You did so good baby. I’m so proud of you.”

I blushed at her words, hating that for some fucked up reason I craved that approval. I knew she was a bitch and asshole for what she’d done, but something about the care she was showing now made me almost happy that this had happened. She had always been so mean to me that this little bit of affection effected me greatly. My arms wrapped around her gently of their own accord and stephanie pulled me tighter to her chest in response. She held me like that for a time, until the last whimper left my lips, then gently laid me back down on my back.

As my back hit the bed and she stood over me, we both looked down and I was shocked to see my cock was rock hard after all of this, but stephanie looked as if she had expected to see that. With a wink her warm, soft hand reached down to my aching cock and slowly worked up and down it, rubbing my already precum all over my throbbing member. I gasped in pleasure as she started speeding up and swallowed my protests at my step sister giving me a hand job, all I could do was accept the release we both know I needed after this ordeal.

I shocked myself by getting close so quickly, feeling the tension and promise of release coming after only a few strokes from her. I admired her firm breasts fighting to burst from her tight crop top, her long brown hair cascading down her perfect face, her beautiful and playful smirk that lit up her eyes and the perfect shapely body that was amplified by her leggings. Only 30 seconds passed of her amazing hand jerking me and I started humping it in need and moaning like an animal.

Stephanie laughed at my needy display and used her free hand to **** my body back down and I was shocked by her strength and whined that she prevented me from getting to cum. Her voice turned mocking as she continued to stroke me and she said, “Baby you can’t cum that quickly, men are supposed to last longer than that. Aren’t you a man?” She cocked her eyebrow mockingly at me as I blushed at her words.

I wanted to tell her yes, but as I opened my mouth to say so, her hand moved to my nipple and gave it a viscous twist, causing me to Yelp in painful pleasure as my cock twitched in her other hand. I barely fought off my orgasm but knew it was a losing battle. Another groan escaped me and she said mockingly, “I knew you weren’t a man. When you cum In 10 seconds I’ll know you’re the little bitch I’ve said you were for all these years. So cum now for you big sister baby.”

I wanted to fight it, to prove to her I was a man, but her pace sped up as she jerked me and as her other hand impacted my ass for a more tame smack, I mined loudly as bliss shot out of my aching cock. My cum was much more substantial than normal, erupting from my cock in double my normal amount and coating her hand in semen as I laid back in her bed, utterly exhausted. I could only stare and weakly mumble in protest as she rubbed my cum over my chest and I closed my eyes in defeat, willing this embarrassing display to be a dream. I knew it wasn’t when I heard a distinct click and felt pressure around my now soft cock, causing me to open my eyes and see a black chastity cage around my soft member. I looked to stephanie in confused horror and she laughed cruelly as she said, “Only real men get to use their cocks little brother. Now go to sleep, we have a big day tomorrow.”