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  It was awkward as hell but I managed to get my knees up on the seat, facing out the side window doggy-style. I gasped when I felt Brent's hands pushing my skirt up over my ass then sliding down to caress my flesh.

  “See this?” I tried to turn to look at him but quickly realized that he wasn't talking to me. I squeaked when he gripped my ass cheeks hard, squeezing them and pulling them apart a few times while he said, “This is a perfect ass. Do you know how good it feels to pound against an ass like this when you're fucking a girl from behind?”

  “N-No,” Danny breathed out from the front seat. I wondered if he was going to jerk off to this and I was surprised to find out that the thought excited me.

  “Well, you're not going to find out today,” Brent said with a chuckle as he laced his fingers beneath the elastic of my panties. “She's mine now.”

  He pulled my panties down to my knees then propped himself up behind me, leaning over my back and pressing sloppy kisses up and down my spine while he worked his belt open. I heard his zipper being pulled down and a moment later I felt a velvety smooth hardness pressing against my ass.

  I moaned and pushed back against it, desperate to feel it inside of me. I craned my neck again, eyes widening as I took in the sight of his enormous cock. A fresh wave of nervousness shot through me and I pulled away a little, afraid that I wasn’t going to be able to take it.

  “Don't run from me, girl,” he growled, his voice almost as dark as his eyes.

  “I- I can't- It's too big!”

  Brent chuckled darkly as he gripped his shaft and drug the head up and down my slick folds. “It's going to feel so good, baby, I promise. I'm going to stretch you wider than you've ever been before.”

  When I felt him press the tip against my opening I squirmed forward but he tightly gripped my hips in his strong hands. As I was about to cry out, Danny spoke quietly from the front seat.

  “She's a virgin, dude. Be gentle.”

  I felt embarrassed tears prickle my eyes as the feeling of his cock disappeared. I swallowed hard, waiting for my stepbrother to laugh at my inexperience or tell me he was no longer interested.

  “Is that right, Zoe?”

  “Y-yes,” I said, cursing the way my voice wavered.

  “Fuck that's hot,” he growled as he set himself back at my entrance. “I'm going to ruin you for other men, girl.”

  “Hey, man. You want this?” Danny asked.

  I twisted my head to see Danny holding the condom packet out to Brent. Brent looked down at it then back up at Danny before a bark of laughter abruptly escaped from his throat.

  “First- There’s no way that rubber would fit on this,” he said cockily and I saw Danny’s eyes finally flicker down to Brent’s oversized shaft before they promptly widened with shock. “Second… I wouldn’t wear a condom for this if you paid me. I want to feel her raw.”

  Without warning, he drove his hips forward and buried himself balls deep inside my virgin cunt. I cried out at the sensation, barely aware of the sound of Danny's zipper opening in the front seat. My head was spinning from the pain and the pleasure of having Brent's huge cock in me and when he pulled out and gently slid back in, I couldn't help but to throw my head back and moan loudly.

  “That's right, baby... Feels good, doesn't it?”

  “Oh my god, yes!”

  Brent groaned as he rolled his hips back and forth, moving in and out of me at a torturously slow pace. “I told you it would feel good, didn't I? I knew it would, you were fucking drenched for me. You're pussy was practically begging to be filled by my cock.”

  I moaned louder, the sound mixing with Danny's own moan as he stroked himself in the front seat, head craned back to watch as Brent fucked me. Brent chuckled as he glanced up to him and asked, “You enjoying this?”

  Danny didn't verbally answer, but I imagine Brent must've gotten an answer from his eyes because he laughed again before saying, “Then you'll really enjoy this.”

  Before I had a chance to question what he meant, Brent hunched over my back and began to piston his hips forward, driving in and out of me so fast that I lost my grip on the seat and fell forward, my face pressing against the leather.

  “OH GOD!” I screamed as he brutally pounded into me, grunting with every push of his hips.

  “Fuck, you're so damn tight,” he ground out between his clenched teeth. I could feel the muscles of his chest press against my back as our skin began to get slick with sweat.

  I could feel the shocks of Danny's Camaro being put to use as the car started to rock back and forth as Brent slammed his huge dick into me. My moans were muffled by the leather seat and the only sounds I could hear were the pounding of my heartbeat as heat started to spread through my body and the wet sound of his cock driving in and out of my cunt.

  The sound of Danny stroking himself hit my ears as well, his labored breathing increasing until I heard him come with a shuddered groan.

  A moment later, Brent slowed his hips and breathlessly laughed as he said, “That all you got? You're lucky it's me fucking you, sweetheart. This kid wouldn't have lasted ten seconds in this sweet little pussy of yours.”

  “Oh my god, Brent,” I moaned wantonly, using the break from his quick thrusts to push myself back up and off the seat. “Please!”

  “Please what, baby?” he asked as he started to increase his speed again. “Want me to make you come?”

  “YES!” I screamed as he started thrusting harder into me.

  “Yes? You want to come all over my huge cock?”

  I was nearly sobbing with desperation, my orgasm so close and yet so far away. “Please, please, please. I need to come, Brent.”

  One of his hands left my hip and reached around to lightly grip my throat. He didn't put any pressure on my windpipe, he just held my head up as he strained forward to whisper in my ear. “I love hearing you beg, sweetheart. You're my good girl, aren't you?”

  “Yes, yes, yes,” I breathed out as he canted his hips at an angle that hit a magical spot inside of me.

  “Say it,” he growled. “Say you're mine.”

  “I'm- oh god, I'm yours! I'm all yours, Brent!”

  The hand disappeared from my throat and went down to where our bodies were joined together, locating my clitoris with ease and rubbing harsh, quick circles on top of the sensitive bundle of nerves. My orgasm slammed into me like a truck and I screamed in ecstasy, my tight walls clamping down hard around his cock.

  Brent's hips stilled but his fingers continued to work my clit while he groaned, “Ohhhh fuck yeah. Jesus fucking Christ, that feels so good, baby.”

  I squirmed around as the sensations became too much for my body to handle, sighing with relief when he finally pulled his finger off of my oversensitive nubbin. When he started to pound into me again, my entire body shook from the aftershocks of my orgasm along with the force of his thrusts.

  The sound of his cock moving out was a lot wetter now and I looked down and realized that I had squirted all over Danny's backseat. I doubted that Danny was going to appreciate it very much but Brent seemed fucking thrilled by that fact.

  “Damn, you squirted all over me. I've never felt anything so fucking good.”

  Danny craned back to look. “She what?”

  “She squirted. That's what happens when you fuck a woman properly. Take some notes, boy.”

  Brent pushed me forward and my shaky arms collapsed, once again plastering my face against the leather seat. When Brent slammed his hand down on my ass, I squealed in a combination of pain and delight.

  “Ooh yeah, you like that too? Like being spanked?” he asked before he did it again. Brent slapped my ass over and over until I was sure that I'd have red hand prints there when we were done and it'd be very uncomfortable sitting down tomorrow.

  “Fuck, that's hot,” Danny breathed before the slick sound of him jerking off using his own cum as lube filled my ears.

  “Oh my god,” I whimpered as my pussy started to convulse again.


  “You're a dirty little girl. MY dirty girl,” Brent choked out, his forehead pressed against my back. “You and this perfect cunt of yours are mine.”

  “I’m yours, Brent!”

  Brent let out an animalistic snarl as he straightened his back as much as he could in the cramped confinement of the car and grabbed my hips, pulling me back into him every time he slammed forward. I screamed in pleasure, the sounds and sensation almost becoming too much for my body to handle. I felt Brent's huge cock get even bigger and I instinctively knew that he was about to come.

  “I'm so close Brent, please!” I begged, hoping he'd make me come again before he finished.

  “Yeah? Gonna squirt on me again?” he panted out breathlessly. “I'd love to feel that while I fill you up with my cum.”

  Danny moaned from the front seat as he came again and I felt extremely grateful that it was Brent who had taken my virginity and not Danny. He had no staying power and I was willing to bet that his cock wasn't half the size of Brent's.

  “Rub your clit,” Brent ground out between grunts. “Come with me.”

  I awkwardly maneuvered my hand upwards and rubbed myself, moaning and undulating around in his grasp as I came for a second time. Just as my walls started to clamp down around him, I felt a hot spurt of cum shooting up into my body as Brent let out a feral shout of release.

  The feeling of his thick cock pulsing as he filled me with his seed made my orgasm even harder and I squirted again, screaming in ecstasy as I listened to the sound of Brent's broken moans as I flooded him with my juices while squeezing every last drop of cum from his cock with my fluttering walls.

  “Oh... fucking hell,” he said after a few long moments of silence. He eased backwards and gently pulled his cock out of me.

  I immediately felt our combined juices rolling down my inner thighs and wished that we had done this in a bed where I could've gone to clean up afterwards. He leaned forward, covering my back with his chest and I shuddered as he slid a finger up and down my folds, feeling his cum and mine mixing together.

  “So perfect,” he whispered reverently, the words spoken so quietly that I almost missed them.

  “Jesus Christ, man,” Danny said loudly, snapping me out of the blissful moment. “That was hot.”

  Brent cleared his throat and sat up, pulling my panties back in place before smoothing my skirt down over my ass. I shakily pushed myself off the seat and twisted back into a sitting position, not able to bring myself to look at Brent even though I could feel his gaze burning into the side of my face.

  “Hell yeah, it was,” Brent said, but some of the earlier cockiness had faded from his voice. “That's how a real man fucks a woman.”

  “Notes taken.”

  “Shut up, dumbass. You were too busy jerking it,” Brent joked with a laugh before sliding towards the door and opening it.

  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him glance at me again, but I still couldn't bring myself to look at him. Now that the experience was over, I was totally mortified by my behavior.

  I just lost my virginity to my stepbrother while my sort-of boyfriend jerked off to it and I loved every single second of it.

  What the hell is wrong with me?

  I swallowed the lump in my throat while I searched around for my discarded top, ignoring Brent as he reached in to grab his gun and his hat. From my peripheral vision I could see him tucking his shirt back into his pants and redressing himself and by the time I finally located my shirt, Brent was fully dressed and standing by the driver's door, quietly speaking to Danny.

  I pulled the top over my head, not even bothering to look for my bra, and leaned back on the seat. I made the mistake of looking to my left and saw the wet spot where my juices had squirted onto the seat and I shivered as I recalled how fucking good it felt.

  “Zoe? Come on out.”

  I ignored Brent, closing my eyes and taking deep breaths while trying not to freak out.

  You're sick. You let your stepbrother come inside of you. And you liked it.

  I almost felt like crying at the realization that not only did I like it, I wanted it again. I wanted Brent to fuck me every single day and fill me up with his cum until I was pregnant with his child. I wanted everything with him.

  I wanted to be completely and undoubtedly his. In every way imaginable.

  “Don't make me come in there for you, girl,” Brent warned as he leaned into the car and caught my gaze for the first time since we'd fucked.

  I opened my door and got out of the car, wobbling slightly on my shaky legs and grimacing when I felt his seed leaking out of me.

  “I'll text you later, Zoe,” Danny called as he got into the driver seat.

  I opened my mouth to protest but the sound of the engine roaring to life drowned out my words. Brent stepped around the back and pulled me to the side by my elbow, waiting until Danny's beat-up Camaro was well out of sight before he said, “Come on. I'll take you home. Here.”

  He held up my jacket and the small purse I had carried tonight and I took both items, not looking him in the eye as I mumbled a quiet, “Thanks.”

  After I pulled my jacket on I silently followed him to where he had parked his police car and carefully slid into the passenger seat after he opened the door for me. Within seconds he was sitting in the driver's seat and turning over the engine. I clicked the seat belt into place and stared blankly ahead, waiting for him to say something about what we had just done.

  It turned out that he was just as unsure as I was. He said nothing the entire ride back to my house and I checked my phone and realized that I had barely made it back before mom was due in.

  He pulled the car to a stop at the curb and killed the engine but still didn't speak. I watched him stare straight ahead with a frown, wondering if he was just as lost for words as I was.

  Even if that was the case, I couldn't wait all night for him to think of something to say. Mom was due home within ten minutes and I really needed to shower. I opened the door and hopped out, making a mad dash for the front door when I heard Brent call my name. I spun on my heel and saw him jogging up the sidewalk.

  I don’t know what I expected when he reached me, but it certainly wasn’t what he asked.

  “You said your mom has a new shift at the hospital?” I nodded in response and he pressed on. “And she gets home at two?”

  I furrowed my brow and replied, “Yes.”

  “Every night?”

  “Every night except Sundays.”

  He grinned and nodded, “I'll keep that in mind. Good night, Zoe.”

  “Good night,” I said slowly, a little bewildered by the conversation.

  I dug my keys out of my purse and twisted them in the lock. I was about to step inside when I heard Brent say, “One more thing.”

  “What's th-”

  He cut me off by cupping my face in his hands and bending down to claim my lips in a bruising, dominant kiss. I melted into it, moaning softly when his tongue snaked inside my mouth and caressed my own. The kiss lasted for what felt like hours even thought I knew it couldn’t have been more than a minute.

  When we finally broke apart, my head was spinning and my heart was thudding painfully against my chest.

  With wide eyes, I watched him back away from me with a cocky smirk. He tipped his head forward then spun around on his heel, heading back to his car. After he drove off, I stepped into my house and closed the door, locking it behind me before leaning my back against the wood and pressing my fingertips against my tingling lips.

  Well, I certainly lost my virginity tonight, just like I said I would.

  Not that I ever expected it to be Brent that I'd lose it to. But after spending the car ride home thinking about it, I realized that he had been right.

  In one short night, he had ruined me for other men.

  All I wanted was him. I pulled my hand from my lips and ran it over my stomach, smiling at the thought that he came inside of me combined with the knowledge that I wasn't on the pill.


  I knew from health class that conception could happen with one try. I grinned as I ran upstairs to mark down the date in my diary. I also flipped to the next month on my calendar to look and see when I was due for my next period.

  Thirteen days away.

  With any luck, it wouldn’t show up at all.

  ~*~*~

  Chapter Four

  As I woke up I raised my arms above my head and stretched, a good full-body stretch to release the all tension from my muscles. I winced when shocks of pain went through my body and in that split second, all of the memories of the night before flooded back into my mind.

  I finally did it. I finally lost my virginity. I’m officially a woman.

  I swiftly pulled back my bed spread and hopped out of bed, rushing over to my mirror while ignoring the sore ache that seemed to ripple through my body. I stared at my pajama clad reflection and narrowed my eyes, looking closely at myself.

  I don't look any different. But I certainly feel different.

  After taking a moment to look over my reflection I pulled my top over my head and dropped my pajama pants to do a better inspection.

  Okay, that's new, I thought as I slowly spun around and visually took in the bruises on my hips, undeniable physical evidence of what Brent and I had done the night before.

  Oh shit… Brent. My fucking stepbrother.

  Even though I wanted to feel disgusted by what we had done, I couldn't stop the full body shudder as I remembered how it felt when he first slid inside of me, taking away my virginity while my sort-of boyfriend watched from the front seat.

  Oh my god, Danny. Are we even dating anymore? He said he didn't even like me!

  A voice in the back of my head firmly shouted 'FUCK DANNY!' and I chuckled as I realized that I didn't even care if Danny liked me or not. All that mattered to me now was that Brent liked me.

  But did he like me? Would he want to do that again? Was I just a conquest to him? Was I a girl he thought he could never get and after he got what he wanted he was done with me?