Schoolgirl and Her New Stepbrother

My mum remarried when I was eighteen years old. I was so pleased for her, as my new stepfather (Bert) was a very likeable man. When my father had died six years ago, he left us well provided for, but without the wealth that my new stepfather possessed. His house was a mansion, with everything that you could hope for. I didn't have a bedroom; I had a suite of rooms. Bert's son Zack was twenty or twenty-one and he had a suite, not far from mine. I only met Zack a few times before the wedding. Like his father he was very personable and seemed more mature than his years. On the occasions that I had met him, before the wedding and at the wedding, he was with a beautiful girlfriend, Zara. Both were really friendly with me but did treat me as if I was much younger than I was.

As for me (Angie) I was in my last term at an all-girl's school. Looking back, I was an immature eighteen-year-old, but I didn't think I was at the time. I had not had a boyfriend, as I filled my leisure time playing hockey, horse riding and socializing with my school friends, or that was the excuse I gave myself. In fairness, I had not had the chance to socialize much with boys of my age.

After the wedding, mum and Bert went on a three-month cruise. There was still six weeks of my final term left at school. After school each day, I would arrive home more than an hour and a half earlier than Zack. On the second evening I decided to explore the upstairs of the house and found myself in the master bedroom. I was very surprised when in a draw I found a pile of old magazines. Some had pictures of women only, but the ones that caught my eye had couples. The women had great bodies, but the men not only had good figures but they also all had huge cocks. I had not seen a real cock, but I had never thought that cocks could be that big. I laid all the magazines out on the bed, open at the best pages. Without thinking about it I found my hand inside my school panties.

It was exactly like this that Zack caught me red-handed. He stood at the door as he took photos, on his phone.

"I think your mum and my dad would be fascinated to see their little girl isn't quite as innocent as they think."

"No, you can't tell them about this. You don't understand I was; I was..... "

"From where I was standing, I was sure you were masturbating, while looking at pornographic photos. Come here and let me see."

I am not sure why, I did exactly what he asked, and stood in front of him. He stepped forward and reached under my short school skirt. His eyes demanded that I kept looking into them. When he slipped his hand, fingers down, into my panties, it took my breath away. Instantly, my pussy ignited with excitement. I not only didn't fight him; I shifted my position to help him find more of my pussy. When he did, I bent my knees, in an act of total surrender. His smile was a kind smile. I wanted to tell him how wonderful it felt, but did not trust my voice. When the sensations between my legs became too intense, I held his arm to help support myself. I think he thought for a second that I was trying to stop him, but quickly realized it was almost the opposite. He simply used the whole of his hand to caress the area from my sparse pubic hair round to just past my dripping pussy. He got close to my bottom and it frightened me that he might explore further. I had masturbated, managing to reach orgasm on a few occasions but nothing was remotely as exciting as this. He might have only been caressing my pussy, but my whole body was on fire. My nipples felt painfully erect, my heart was raising and I was struggling to breath.

Briefly, he removed his hand and I was disgusted with the wail of frustration that escaped my lips. He removed my knickers using both hands, before resuming his caress. As he had not removed my tartan skirt, his hand was still hidden by it.

"You feel like you could do with an orgasm. If you would rather I stopped what I am doing, please tell me and I will feel free to share my photos of you, with our parents."

This last comment reminded me that Zack had a hold over me, with the photos he had taken. In fact, I would have pleaded with him not to stop what he was doing, but it suited me to pretend that I was very reluctant.

"Please do what you want, but promise me that you will never show anyone those photos."

His smile suggested he knew I was too scared to fight him, or that I would at least play along.

"I have not decided exactly what I want. I have a very good idea of what you want right now, and it does not include me stopping playing with your very excited pussy. Am I right?"

I tried to not respond to his question. I managed not to use words, but my body and my sighs of frustrated sexual excitement were a very clear confirmation of my wishes. While we had talked, he had not stopped playing between my legs but somehow, he had reduced the stimulation. Now he just upped the stimulation, in the subtlest of ways. I was very quickly getting to the point where nothing would stop me exploding in orgasm. Nobody had ever witnessed me orgasm before and suddenly I felt incredibly vulnerable and embarrassed.

"No, no please stop. It is not right you must not bring me to a climax; it is just far too....... fuck here it comes, fuck, fuck, fuck it is too much, much too much. Too strong much too strong, ooooohhhhh fuuuuccccck."

I have no idea what I said after that, as the orgasm took total control of my body. I clung to his arm and my hips tried to maximize the contact with his fingers, as far from stopping they took complete control of my whole world. By the time that the strongest spasms of excitement had finished raking my body, I was exhausted and only managed to enjoy the aftershocks of pleasure by holding on to Zack's supporting arm.

As he laid me back onto the bed, that was still covered in magazines he said,

"I thought Zara's orgasms were amazingly strong, but that was as spectacularly wonderful as any I have witnessed. Do you always cum so quickly? Now, let's just get you out of your sexy school uniform so that I can see much more of your stunning body."

Those few sentences contained so much information, and raised so many questions. There was the harsh reality, that I had only been a brief plaything for Zack, as he had a girlfriend. It had not occurred to me how much he might enjoy teasing me to orgasm on his hand. Did he really think I had a stunning body that was sexy, when wearing my school uniform? I knew I had a strong athletic build but was aware that my bottom was extremely full and that my, at best, B cup breasts were way too small. The last embarrassment was my nipples. The girls at school teased me viciously regarding how massive they are, and laughed when the minute I went into the showers they hardened like granite and became alarmingly big.

When he took my short skirt off, it was ridiculous how vulnerable I felt. He had just enjoyed one of the most personal experiences when he made me orgasm, but now the fact that he could see my naked pussy was terrifying. He knelt on the bed next to me, as he unbuttoned my blouse and opened it up revealing my very lightweight bra. Due to how small and firm my breasts are, I only wore a bra as the school insisted that all girls wore one. The thin cups did nothing to disguise the colour or shape of my near black and very large nipples. I was so embarrassed that I immediately covered my bra with my hands. My eyes pleaded with his, as his hands took hold of mine and forced them down by my sides. He could see my distress and with a kind smile said,

"They are truly stunning. I hate huge soft tits, yours are just perfect and as for your nipples, I cannot wait to see if they are half as exciting and excitable as they look. Now, I want you to complete the undressing and show me everything you have got."

I thought he might be teasing me a little, or at least saying what he thought I wanted to hear, but every word was said with such caring I was convinced that he meant everything he said. It gave me the confidence to finish getting totally naked for him. When I was, he used the fingers of each hand to circle my boobs staying clear of my desperate nipples. I tried to move myself so that his fingers would make contact with my nipples, but he laughed and adjusted his caresses to frustrate my nipples. Untouched, my nipples still grew incorporating more and more of the black crinkled skin of my areola, as they did. I thought I would become demented, before he squeezed each of my small boobs in such a way that my nipples were offered up to his mouth. Still in full teasing mode, he blew on each nipple and I started to plead with him. I didn't ask him to do anything specific, but we both knew my nipples needed some serious attention.

When he slipped one of my nipples into his mouth, he made hardly any contact, until the whole inch plus was past his lips and his teeth gripped at the base. He used his tongue to lick from his teeth right up until he was licking the very tip. It felt like nothing I had ever believed possible. For the first time in my life, I was delighted to have the huge sensitive nipples. He didn't move to the other nipple for a couple of minutes, during which I was completely lost in a dream world, completely detached from reality. He was using both hands on my one breast to not only hold my nipple in place but also to caress the boob at the same time. I couldn't help my hand finding my other breast, or more specifically my other nipple. I squeezed it and pulled it as if trying to remove it from my body. My body was flooded by arousal, but something told me that I needed something more than the blissful playing with my nipples. Zack was a step ahead of me, as he removed one of his hands from my boob and found my pussy with it. He didn't play with my very sensitive clit, but offered a single finger up to my pussy. I held my breath as he slid it into my virgin pussy. When it was fully inserted, he started to move it, but there was little or no movement in and out. I don't know what he did exactly, but it was exactly what my body was praying for. At the same time his mouth became much more demanding on my nipple. The combination of stimuli was far too much for me and my body gave in to the beautiful defeat of orgasm.

I was completely overcome by the experience, of my second overpowering climax. My masturbatory orgasms had not been in the same league as the two I had just been given. I wanted to thank Zack, but that would not have maintained at least the pretence that I had been coerced. As I lay there still surrounded by magazines Zack stood up and said,

"Tomorrow when I get home, you will present yourself to me, dressed in your school uniform, but will have removed your bra."

With this he was gone and I would not see him until the next evening. That night I slept like a log, after reliving the events of the evening. My day at school, the next day, was punctuated with me either panicking about what was going to happen later, or more often becoming excited by the prospect. By the time I got home all my expectations were of excitement. I remembered to remove my bra, as Zack had ordered and decided to change my knickers for a fresh pair. I wanted to put on a pair that were sexier, but decided that that was not complying with his instructions and put another pair of regulation school ones on. Waiting for Zack to arrive home was agonizing, but eventually he swept into the house with a huge grin on his face.

"You look great. My room now."

I felt I should protest, but I could not think how to and knew that I didn't really want to. I followed him up the stairs and into his bedroom. When he laid me down on the bed, I expected him to undress me but instead he flicked the front of my skirt up and buried his face in my pantie-covered pussy. I felt his warm breath, although I didn't know what he was doing down there. I had heard of men licking women's pussies and women sucking men's cocks, but wasn't sure that it happened I real life. When he moved my panties to the side and found my clit with his mouth, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. My panties had dulled the sensations, but now I was receiving the full joy of his mouth. When he sensed my increased excitement, he paused long enough to remove my panties. He did so by lifting my legs up until they were past vertical and rather than drop my legs when my panties were disposed of, he bent my knees. This opened up the area between my legs very wide, and before I had a chance to wonder why, he buried his mouth and particularly his tongue into my backside. I was shocked that he would want to lick my arse, but he seemed to relish it. I wanted to hate it, but my body refused to agree. He teased my anus, before sliding his tongue into it. Both my mind and my body were totally confused. It was only when he removed his tongue, that I really realised just how arousing what he had done had made me feel. My knees were still held wide apart, as his mouth found my clit with great accuracy. As soon as my clit was sucked to full erection Zack pulled away and looked me in the eye.

"Tell me whether your arse enjoyed my tongue?"

I didn't want to admit it but I could not lie,

"It was frighteningly beautiful, but a little scary."

With a laugh Zack resumed between my legs. It had been great earlier, but now he seemed to have upped his effort. An orgasm was very quickly building, but just agonizingly out of reach. I decided just to lie back and enjoy the feeling, and let things happen in their own good time. I didn't have to wait long, because as soon as he reached up and found by blouse-covered nipples with his hands I was on my way. He was rough with them, and it was exactly what I wanted. I could not stop myself reaching for his head to hold it between my legs. His tongue was gentle with my clit, but the orgasm exploded in my head, as I saw red and yellow stars exploding in front of my closed eyes. It was violent. but over far too quickly. I knew I was very verbal during my climax, but had no idea what I said.

"I take it that you enjoyed that climax my dear. I didn't know you knew quite so many rude words. You almost made me blush."

I was still fully dressed in my school uniform with the exception of my bra and panties, but he quickly changed that and I was soon completely naked. His caresses of my body were now very undemanding. They were soothing and calmed my excited body, rather than exciting it further. I almost felt like I could fall asleep, that was until his mouth found one of my nipples. He was gentle, but the nipple now felt as if it was connected to my clit. He quickly added his hand to my other already expanding nipple. It changed the caressing into stimulating and I found my hips leaving the bed in an attempt to find something more to stimulate me.

"You really are a very excitable girl. Some girls cannot orgasm at all, but you are truly blessed to have such sexuality."

I was delighted by his appreciation, and it only added to my building excitement. I didn't expect to climax again but was happy to let him play with me. When he used a hand to find my clit it was super sensitive and he backed off instead slipping a single finger into my soaking swollen pussy. He very slowly fucked me with it, curling it as he did so. After a minute or two of this he stopped touching my boobs but did move my hands to my chest. He used both his hands between my legs as he carried on fucking me with one finger but now played with my clit with the other. I was, embarrassingly quickly, trying to ride his finger as he played with my clit. My natural lubrication was flowing like never before and was now coating my bottom, as well as my pussy.

"I am going to try something which I have a sneaking suspicion you will rather enjoy."

With this, his fingers found my anus. I was shocked as his fingers circled the sensitive little entrance, before one finger pushed easily into the orifice. As soon as I relaxed myself it felt wonderful. There was no pain, only pleasure as he alternated pushing his finger on the other hand into my pussy, with fucking my arse with a single digit.

"Tell me to stop if you want to, but if you don't, I am going to add another finger and really start to fuck you."

There was no way I wanted him to stop, and he added a second digit very quickly. He removed his finger from my pussy and I was fascinated to find that I hardly missed it as my arse was fucked more and more thoroughly. I moved my hips to increase the depth and speed of the penetration.

"It is lovely to see just how sensitive and arouse-able you are back there. Relax and feel every inch of my fingers. Imagine they are a cock that is just about to explode deep in your bowels."

I brought my hands down in an attempt to replace his hand, that had been removed from my pussy. He pushed it away leaving my pussy frustratingly untouched. He seemed to know me better than I did, as my mind was flooded with the idea of it being a cock stretching and fucking my arse. I couldn't believe that any woman could be as excited sexually from almost only anal stimulation as I was, as I rode the fingers in my bottom. Even so, my orgasm was a surprise to me, as his fingers somewhere in my bottom, found somewhere that was super sensitive.

"It was thinking about having a cock in your bottom that made you orgasm, wasn't it?"

I didn't need words to confirm what we both knew, and he smiled kindly at my obvious agreement. It seems ridiculous looking back, but it was not until that moment that it dawned on me that he had given me so much pleasure and I had not as much as touched him. It clearly had not escaped him.

"I think it is time for you to be introduced to my cock. I take it that it will be the first one you have seen. Is that right?"

I wanted to deny it, but was sure that I would not convince him. The idea of seeing his penis excited me, but also scared me. What would he expect me to do? I had no idea, but knew that him having the photo of me would make it difficult for me to refuse him almost anything. The question that challenged me the most was what would I want to refuse him. I wanted to experience the male body and the idea of it being Zack's body had a real appeal. Zack knew he had me compromised. I knew that that same compromise would guarantee that I could not be blamed for anything.

"Come here and see if you can find anything that appeals."

I knew what he meant and knelt in front of him and reached up for his belt. When I looked up into his face, his smile was all I needed to know what I had to do. His trousers dropped to the floor easily, but this revealed his underwear that was doing nothing to hide his cock. I struggled to remove the underwear as it got caught on his penis. When I succeeded it sprung out and nearer hit me in the face. I was amazed at its size and without thought said,

"My god, that is huge. Are they all as big as that?"

"That reaction is what every man would like to receive, when a girl sees his cock. In answer though I have to admit that, while a bit above average, there are plenty bigger. If you want to know more about the size of erect cocks Zara is far more knowledgeable than me. Mind you she swears that the biggest she has ever seen was a huge disappointment. She might just be saying that to ensure she doesn't hurt my feelings. Have a quiet word with her, if you want to find out more."

He was laughing, as he said this. When I sat back away from him slightly, I realised that his cock was not as big as the ones in the magazines, but close up it still seemed very big. I was fascinated as I wrapped my hands around his erection. It was rock-hand but silky feeling.

"You look scared of it. It is okay, it won't bite and you will not hurt it. Let's lie down, you might be a bit more relaxed."

He had read me right, not for the first time. He allowed me to explore his erection, without telling me what to do. The shaft had a vein running up it, which fascinated me, and I ran a single finger along it from his balls to the beautiful purple head a number of times. He seemed to like this. I was not sure why, but I couldn't resist leaning forward and using my tongue to follow the same path. It felt so natural, but hugely exciting to take the silky head into my mouth. His hands found the back of my head and I thought for a second he was going to stop me. I realised that I was not showing any signs of being reluctant or coerced, but was far too excited to do anything about it.

In the same way as my mouth had been drawn to his head, my hands were drawn to his balls. I was very nervous of hurting them as they felt very vulnerable. My gentle play seemed to make him even more excited, if the noises he was making were anything to go on.

"That is beautiful Angie. Are you sure that you have not done this before?"

There was no way I was going to release his cock for long enough to answer. I did take his cock further into my mouth, but enjoyed playing around the head with my tongue the most. This seemed to meet with his full approval.

"If you keep doing that it will not take long before I explode into your mouth. The idea of making Zack orgasm was wonderfully exciting. The idea of him filling my mouth with semen was far less appealing. I wasn't sure what to do, as I was desperate to make him cum and was afraid if I stopped using my mouth I might fail. His hands on my head did not force me, but they did hold me gently in position as he announced,

"I am going to cum, don't stop what you are doing it is perfect. Here it comes, take it there's a good girl, suck it all out of me."

I was surprised at how controlled he seemed. I felt his balls tighten and he pushed a little deeper into my mouth as the first squirt exploded into my mouth. I had no idea that there would be so much force and I thought I might choke on the first squirt. but managed somehow to swallow in time to receive the next powerful eruption. I was far more ready for the last four or five smaller squirts.

It felt great to have excited him so much that I had made him orgasm and that I had managed not to spill any. The taste was not great, but I wasn't going to admit that to him. It was strange feeling his cock deflate so quickly and I felt disappointed to lose the toy I had only just been introduced to. It helped when he said,

"That was an amazing blowjob. I can't believe that that was your first time."

I felt proud of myself until he dropped a bombshell by adding

"Zara told me to enjoy you sucking me off. She said that your enthusiasm was likely to more than compensate for your lack of experience. She was so right."

"Zara told you to make me suck your cock? What sort of girlfriend is she? Why would she not be upset about the idea of me sucking you off, as you called it?"

"Zara is a free spirit. We are boyfriend and girlfriend, but she has always said that she must be free to experience other people. She loved the idea of me getting involved with you. She hoped it would open my eyes to other possibilities."

"Is that how you see me, just another possibility? I was not in a position to refuse you and now you have made me feel........, well, I feel kind of cheap."

"What we have shared together was beautiful. I have not heard you complaining or asking me to stop. If it makes you feel better, I will delete the photos."

I knew what he said was true. He had not forced me to do anything, and I had loved it all. I didn't want to fully admit it to Zack, so put my head on his chest and faced away from him. It still felt like an action of compliance. I idly played with his flaccid cock and he caressed my scalp. It gave me the chance to ponder everything that had happened between us. I was confused, but generally excited and happy about things. There was one question that my mind kept returning to. I went to ask him a couple of times, but could not find the words. My actions might not have been very focused, but it was not long before his cock started to respond. In the end I just asked the question rather starkly.

"Are you going to fuck me?"

"No, I am not going to fuck you, tonight."

"What about tomorrow night?"

"That will depend on many things, the most important one being, do you want me to. Losing your virginity should not be taken lightly, it only happens once. You might not want your brother to be the person to share that particular experience with. I would not do it behind Zara's back. I have a suspicion that she would be delighted for it to happen, as long as she could be there too."

"What, Zara would want to watch you fuck me, your step-sister?"

"I said she was a free spirit and that does at times extend to females as well as males. She admitted to me that she finds you, well let's say, fascinating, not exactly her words.

Tonight nothing more is going to happen. I will talk to her and you will have time to think what you want. Tomorrow I will not be back until a little later than usual and we can then work things out."

I knew it was a good idea, but I was still left wound up and frustrated. I expected to sleep well like the previous night, but reliving the evening events this time, had the opposite effect. I couldn't help wondering whether I would lose my virginity the next night, whether Zara would be there if so, whether it would hurt and finally would I enjoy it and orgasm?

I had enjoyed four orgasms in two days, but the next day my libido was working overtime. I couldn't wait to get home from school, or more accurately to meet up at home with Zack. He had said he would be later than usual and by the time I heard him arrive I was climbing the wall with frustration. I had removed my bra and replaced my panties with clean ones, as I had the previous day. He had not asked me to stay in my school uniform, but I was sure he would appreciate it.

I was gutted when I realised that he had been late getting home because he had gone to pick up Zara. It was her that breezed into his bedroom and said,

"You certainly have her well trained, waiting for you looking every bit the virgin schoolgirl. Oh, I forgot she is a virgin schoolgirl."

Her words were aimed to put me down and she certainly had killed my enthusiastic excitement. Zack managed to turn it round immediately.

"She does look like a virgin schoolgirl, a super sexy one. The question is does she want to still be a virgin tomorrow?"

"Well, Angie, do you want to be a virgin tomorrow? Right at the moment, I don't know whether I want to share Zack with you, I could do with a good fucking myself. If you would like to watch us, that would be fine with me. If you are very keen, maybe you could offer to help me with my needs as a way of thanking me for allowing Zack to help you with yours. I hear that you have been super responsive to Zack the last couple of days. He says you have the most wonderfully excitable nipples; they sound stunning."

With this she walked over to where I was now standing and cuddled me. Her whole demeanour softened as she said,

"You don't have to do this; you know that don't you? My experience of losing my virginity was not a good one. We will try and make it very special for you, if you decide to go for it."

These few words changed everything. I had been worried for so many reasons, the most important one being that Zack was my stepbrother. Zara had made that particular worry go away and now I was just filled with excited anticipation. Even the fact that she would be there, now seemed strangely comforting. I wasn't sure how to ask them what I wanted, so I just said,

"Yes, please."

"He said you brought him to orgasm beautifully yesterday. I would love to watch you take him in your mouth and I could show you how I do it. Why don't you undress him. I am going to enjoy watching you dressed like that next to Zack, a very excited Zack, no doubt."

She clearly wanted me to put on a show for her. I wasn't sure initially, but then decided I would try and entertain all of us. I knelt, like the previous day, as I stripped him below the waist. Again, I was rewarded by his cock being fully at attention. I looked across at Zara, as I ran my tongue from his balls to the top of his head. She smiled at my enthusiasm and I took just the head into my mouth. She did not rush me, but joined me kneeling in front of him. Cheekily, I offered his erection to her and she laughed before taking him fully into her mouth. I was amazed, not to mention impressed, that she took every inch of him without gagging and told her as much.

"It takes some practice. If you want me to show you how it is done maybe we can spend a bit of time later. Let's get him fully ready for you, although I don't think that that is going to take much. He seems to be very excited by the prospect of taking your cherry. I can't imagine why?"

Laughing she sat back clearly encouraging Zack to undress me and me to finish undressing him. I was excited by the whole situation, but also keen to get to the bit where I could receive his cock. Zack did take more control of the situation. He slipped the remainder of his clothes off, before turning to me. He turned me away from him before unbuttoning my blouse from behind. When it was fully unbuttoned, he slipped his hands up to my boobs and found my nipples. They reacted immediately, becoming almost painfully erect. He had clearly mentioned how big my nipples were to Zara, as she exclaimed,

"My god, they are fantastic. Schoolgirls shouldn't be allowed to have nipples that big and beautiful. Are they sensitive as well as beautiful?"

My breathing probably told her everything as his hands found my nips again. He wasn't rough, but did enough to torture them beautifully. He turned me to face him, now with only my skirt and panties on. His hands found my bottom and he lifted my short skirt out of the way at the back. His hands explored my cheeks before he eased my panties down. This seemed to be done in such a way to maximise the view for Zara. My hands found his erection, as if I needed to hold it to help my balance. As he pulled them further down, I had to let go of his cock, but held his shoulders instead.

When he stood up, my skirt just covered my arse. He surprised me by kissing me as his hand found my unprotected pussy. He found my clit with fingers lubricated by my natural juices. I had hardly been touched but my excitement was at fever pitch. I wanted to orgasm there and then. Losing my virginity was not my top priority any more. I was disturbed from these thoughts as Zara asked if I was wet. His initial reply surprised me, as he said, "No."

It was a short hesitation before he added,

"She is dripping."

He might have been right, but I was sure whether to be proud or ashamed. I decided on the former and added,

"I am so close to cumming, that if he does that for much longer, I will not be able to stop myself."

"It might be a good idea for you to have an orgasm, before Zack fucks you. It will relax you and possibly make it more comfortable."

"No, please just let him fuck me. It would be so special to orgasm with a cock inside me, for the first time."

Zack led me to the bed and laid on his back. I slipped my skirt off and couldn't wait to join him. His cock was looking very erect as it lay there nearly reaching his bellybutton.

"I am sure you are very wet Angie, but however wet you are I suggest that you put lots of lube on my prick. Take it slowly and if you feel pain back off and re-lube."

It wasn't the sexiest speech, but when Zara handed me the lube, I did what he suggested. Zara kissed me lovingly before moving away. As I lined his very lubricated cock up, he took hold of my nipples. He sunk into me a few inches with no discomfort, just a feeling of being stretched. When it got very tight, I lifted myself off and lubed him again. The second time I sunk further and knew that I would be able to take all of him without pain.

It was a couple of minutes of concentrated effort, before my full weight was resting on him and he was balls deep in me. I felt elated and announced that I was. I loved it when Zack started very gently to thrust upward into me. His hands never left my nipples. Now my excitement levels accelerated. There was never a thought in my mind that I would not orgasm, but I was not sure exactly what would trigger it. That was until Zara said,

"Your nipples look beautiful. Would you allow me to play with them as Zack fucks you?"

It seemed the most natural thing, as she knelt behind me and took hold of my large erect nipples. I have no idea how long they made love to me, in this way. It was undemanding and yet overwhelmingly arousing. I knew I might cum at any moment, but was delighted that it did not happen and ruin the moment. At some point Zack took hold of my hips and I sensed a change. His thrusting now had an urgency previously missing. My untouched clit, now felt different, as if his cock was caressing it. Zara had sensed the change and whispered in my ear,

"Cum when you are ready Angie. Fuck Zack's beautiful cock and enjoy a lovely little orgasm."

I did exactly that, and my hips added to his increased thrusting as I ground down onto him. I think her nipple play became more demanding and within seconds there was no stopping my climax crashing through me. They told me afterwards that I was very noisy as I came and came for what they said was a long orgasm. To me it was timeless and all encompassing, until finally I collapsed down onto his chest.

It was minutes before I became fully aware of the rest of the world again. Zara was trying, with some success, to breath life into Zack's cock. It was exciting to relax back and watch the two of them clearly enjoying themselves. Zack was using his hands and Zara was using her hands and her mouth to arouse each other. Without thinking about it I realised that I was gently masturbating myself.

It didn't take long before Zara had succeeded in returning Zack's cock to fully functioning. Things now started to happen quickly. Zara was on her knees and urged Zack to take her firmly from behind. He didn't need to be asked twice and was soon meeting her demands. I loved the way her boobs dangled and wanted to find her nipples, but she had other thoughts.

"Get over here and open your legs. I want to taste your pussy and his juices at the same time. Get on your back and offer me your clit."

My nervousness of letting a female put her mouth between my legs lasted less than a minute, from when she started to suck my clit. My clit was erect and sensitive but, unusually, had hardly been touched during my orgasm. I was disappointed to no longer be able to see his cock fucking her, but this was more than compensated by what her mouth and tongue did to me. I was not sure exactly what she was doing, but that did not stop me loving it.

As I lay back, I reflected how happy I was to no longer be a virgin, how happy I was to have a mouth creating havoc between my legs, how happy I was to have my stepbrother and his girlfriend in my life. Zara might have had her face buried in my groin but it did not stop her from making it very clear that she was enjoying the situation. She didn't need to use words to communicate that she was about to climax. Her excitement was infectious, when her hands found my arse and a finger or two found my anus, our orgasms started at the same time. Mine was deep inside me and deeply satisfying, rumbling on endlessly and powerfully. I did not notice it finish, but found myself drifting off to sleep.

When I woke a little later, they had both disappeared and I did not see them until the morning. The next day, a Saturday, proved to be a very exciting and educational day for me.