EroticReverie

Olivia

Pretending I didn't know what my step brother cum tasted like while sitting at the dining room table with my mother and step father sitting there none the wiser of what was developing between me and my step brother Jace, was somehow far easier than I'd expcected. 

After dinner Jace takes me out and my mother and step father just smile, happy to see that moody Jace is getting along with me, and I with him. God if they only knew.

He takes me out of town to a different board walk in another city an hour or so out of the city where everyone knows who we are. I'm thankful for the drive away from everyone that knows me and is starting to know Jace, because he takes my hand in his as we walk, the wind blowing along the pier and making my dress flutter. 

It was a bit cold, but I knew Jace liked my sundresses, so I was wearing a seafoam green sundress, with off shoulder sleeves, the material around my breasts and torse is stretchy, clinging to my body as the dress falls to a modest longth right above my knees.  My long wavy brown hair is pulled up into a high pony tail and Jace takes us to the end of the pier where other couples stand looking out at the ocean and he slides me in front of him, standing behind me, placing his hands on the pier, caging me in from behind as he leans down and place a kiss at the base of my neck on the side and I tilt my head with a small hum. 

"I love spending time with you" he says softly, a whisper only I can hear. 

"I love having your hand in mine, and everyone seeing you on my arm, I love kissing this skin.." he says and my breath hitches as he kisses my neck right below my ear this time. 

"You make me want impossible things Olive" he says and keeps kissing my neck right in that little sweet spot that makes my nipples push against the fabric of my dress and my white cotton panties dampen for him.

"Like what?" I answer in a hushed whisper.

"You. I want you." he says and I turn slowly and look at him. I loved that he wasn't too much taller than me, six foot one to my five eleven, that when I looked in his eyes, I could stare right into them, but the way he looked at me, made me feel so small against him as I press my hands to my chest.

"I can't believe the only fucking girl I've ever wanted, has to be my fucking step sister" he sighs and presses his forehead to mine. 

"Jace" I whisper softly. 

"God, you're so fucking beautiful" he sighs again and nudges his nose with mine, and presses his lips to mine, his lip ring pressing against my lower lip, my tongue sweeping out to touch it and he groans softly. I can feel eyes on us and I don't care. I don't at all mind public displays of affection, or kissing in public, maybe the people standing near us might, but again, I don't care, because all I want to do is stand here and kiss him all night long. 

"Tomorrow Olive...tomorrow I'm going to spend all day touching you and kissing you evverywhere on this fucking body" he promises against my mouth as his hands grip my waist and my back hits the wooden rail of the pier as he claims my mouth again, kissing me deeper.

I neglect the feel of the stares on us and wrap my arms around him at his sides and around his back as I press myself into him and open my mouth further to let him have more, his tongue licking and carressing my own, and my mouth.

"god you taste so good" he sighs heavily, breaking the kiss that has me breathing heavily.

"take me somewhere" I whisper, our eyes connecting and he groans. 

"Olive" he groans. 

"I want to go down on you again" I whisper and he curses softly. 

"No" he says and my brows pinch and I feel my face frown and he smiles softly. 

"Not till I taste you, it's your turn" he says and I shake my head.

"I dont care, I like making you feel good" I say with a soft whimper. 

I'd given my first hand job, my first blow job earlier...to my own step brother, and I was already addicted to doing it. Wanting it more and more by the second to have him groaning and grunting for me and telling me how good my mouth felt, his eyes burning into mine as I looked up at him. 

He curses. "why are you so fucking sweet?" he says, cupping my face and kissing me, and we use our tongues again, his hands gripping my waist and pushing against me, my back digging against the wooden rail as he groans against my mouth.

"Let's get out of here." he says and I nod with a smile.

We walk off the pier and down the beach further to a closed off pier, the lights that usually illuminate it are off and Jace take me under it, right at the start of the pier , where there's still sand, and old water lines from the high tides and pushes me against the thick wooden cylinder post in the dark and his hands slide up the front of my body, over my dress and grabs my breasts as he takes to my neck with his mouth. 

"Jace" I breathe his name, and my head goes back as he groans and I gasp as he grabs my off shoulder straps of my dress, pulling them down, along with the front of my dress. 

"Jace" I pant his name again as his mouth works over my collar bone, his hands grabbing my bare chest and my nipples are hard against his palm as he groans and massages my breasts as his mouth goes down between them. 

"you have the prettiest fucking nipples" he says and looks at my tits, kissing one hard nipple softly, then the other, each soft feather light kiss making my breath catcch and my back arch, heaving my chest out for more. 

"I love your tits, your entrie fucking body is so fucking perfect Olive" he groans and I hiss at the flick of his tongue over my left nipple and then whimper as he sucks it into his mouth. 

I slide my hands up and out of the straps of my dress and grab his hair, clenching it in my fingers as I gasp , open mouthed, head back as I close my eyes and focus on how good his warm mouth feels on my breast, his tongue pushing and lashing over my nipple, sucking again and again as his other hand rolls my right nipple between two fingers. 

All the crushes I've had on guys, all the boys I thought I wanted to kiss or have touch me, none of them compared to the need of having to have Jace touch me or kiss me. I never wanted another set of hands or another mouth to touch or taste my body the way his did. 

I didn't care if he was my step brother, well...I did, but not enough to stop myself from the bliss of how it felt when he was with me like this. Not enough to make myself put an end to crushing on my own step brother. I whimper at the feel of his cold metal lip ring at my nipple as he brushes his lips over my other nipple now and licks his tongue around it slowly.

"Tell me how wet you are Olive." he whispers even though there's nobody around, but the moment is to intimate and too hot for harsh loud noises, so he keeps his voice soft, to a whisper , my own breathing and soft whimpers and desperate little cries louder than his voice. 

"I'm so wet" I exhale, feeling the arousal gathering and soaking my lips and my panties, rubbing my thighs together. 

"touch yourself" he whispers. 

I whimper and do as I'm told because I needed it, needed relief. I reach down, one hand in pulling up my dress, sliding into my panties, I step apart my feet in the sand as I slide my finger through my lips and let out a soft gasp at my own touch. I was more wet than I'd thought, I feel the pool of slickness gathered, rubbing my finger through it, back and forth and then touching my clit as Jace keeps sucking my nipple, gently biting and tugging. 

"tell me how it feels when you touch yourself for me Olive" he says and I whimper.

"it feels so good." I whimper. 

"Put your finger inside your pretty cunt" he commands and I let out a soft cry at his dirty command and I do it. 

"mmm" he groans as I curse softly , feeling my own finger get drenched in the arousal he alone was responsible for. 

"fuck it for me Olive" he whispers, his mouth trailing back up my chest to my neck. 

"fuck that pretty pussy for me" he whispers in my ear and I gasp as he groans in my ear as I finger myself. 

"You wanna be my girl Olive?" he asks. 

I let out a little cry. "yes" I whine. 

"My good girl?" he asks and I nod as I finger myself, feeling my finger slick and a mess with my arousal.

"Taste yourself." he whispers in my ear.

"Take your finger out and suck it clean for me gorgeous" he commands in my ear softly with the slightest of groans and I lift my hand from my panties, lifting my hand , as he grabs my hips and pushes his dick against me, through our clothes, his hips pressed to mine as he draws his face back to watch me lift my finger to my mouth. 

I suck it clean, putting my finger in my mouth, my tongue tasting myself as I push my finger over it and he groans.

"Love watching you taste your pretty cunt" he groans and then my mouth falls open and my finger slides out and my hand drops as he pushes his tongue into my mouth groaning as he tastes me on my lips and tongue. 

"My turn" he groans and I gasp as his hand slips up under my dress , then the other.

"Take these little panties off baby" he whispers in my ear as she pushes them down and I whimper hearing him call me baby, the hot tone to his voice, a gentle rumble as he commands me to remove my panties. 

"I dont want you wearing panties anymore Olive, can you do that for me? Can you stop hiding this pretty little cunt away when you wear your pretty dresses? So I can touch it whenever I want?" he asks as I shuffle my legs, my panties dropping to the sand, and I push my sandals off my feet too, my bare feet in the sand as his finger strokes along through my pussy lips and slides into me. 

"Yes" I cry out quietly, my head going back as his finger sinks in. Both an exclamation of my pleasure as his finger slips inside of me, and an answer to his request. 

"Tell me you'll never wear panties again Olive" he groans in my ear , his breath heavy, just as hot as my own, and turned on as I am, as he pumps his finger in and out of me gently, slowly, drawing my arousal out with each thrust of his hand. 

"I'll never wear panties again" I exhale. 

"I love this dress baby" he says and his finger keeps moving and I whimper his name and he groans in my ear, his body to mine as his hisp are pitched away slightly to allow his hand to work under my dress.

"You look so fucking pretty Olive" he whispers.

"You always do" he says. 

He groans and slides his finger out and rubs my clit instead. 

"God damn, you're so fucking wet baby" he whispers in my ear. 

"Kiss me Olive, I want to taste your pretty moans"