This is part I of an on-going story I'm planning. I'll try to do a story a day, or at least twice a week.
I'm sorry if it's not very good. It's my first story.
Also, sorry for the long set-up and the shortage of sex. This is more of prologue to the series.
As a side note, this series might contain content that is offensive to some of you, please bare that in mind before you read it. (though part I is relatively safe)
I was so nervous; I left my house an hour early. A poor decision on my part, but you can understand. I mean, meeting your boyfriend’s parents is stressful, especially if you heard the way he talks about them. “Stuck-up, judgmental, The embodiment of evil” are all words Josh has used to describe his parents. And if you heard him talk about his brother…Wow. I won’t even go into that.
So there I was, standing in front of their house, my clothes dripping wet, sticking to my skin, all alone. Josh was nowhere in sight and the rain was pouring down hard. I carried an umbrella, but it didn’t protect me from the asshole that splashed me while driving his fast car, showing off his cock. I had no choice.
I knocked on the door. A tall man, quite resembling Josh (though I have to say, quite a bit more handsome) opened it and invited me in.
“Hello…I’m sorry for my clothes…” I said, embarrassed.
The man smirked. He was obviously checking out my body. The wet clothes sticking to me, I realized, were quite a bit generous with revealing my curves and shapes. “It’s alright dear.” He said confidently. “It’s quite the storm outside.”
The man, who I found out was Josh’s brother Simon, led me to a bathroom where I could dry my hair and attempt to dry my clothes. While I was drying myself off, I heard the phone ringing and Simon answering it. I couldn’t quite make out the conversation, but I just assumed it’s personal.
I was finished with my hair in a few minutes; I tried drying my clothes, but eventually gave up. I was aware that Simon could see a generous amount of my tits, but at this point, frustration had taken over my ability to care.
I walked out of the bathroom, and it was only at this point that I noticed the house was quite a bit empty.
“Simon!?” I called out.
Simon came out of his room. “Are you done sweetie?” he asked.
“Oh yes.”
He led me into the kitchen, where a table had been set for five, but it was only the two of us there.
“Umm…Where are your parents.”
“Oh…unfortunately…” he started. “My parents and Josh are stuck in his apartment due to the storm. They have to wait a bit before they can make it.”
At this point I was completely frustrated. I had been so nervous to meet them. I was racking my head over, what to wear, how to behave, what to say…And now…I was stuck in a house alone with a man whom Josh described as…Well…it doesn’t matter.
I threw myself on the couch, obviously frustrated. Simon sat down next to me…a little too close, if you ask me.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. “You seem a bit tense…”
I smiled, while subtly pulling away from him.
“Um…oh I was just nervous…You know. About meeting your parents.”
“Oh…who knows what Josh told you?” Simon grinned. “You should relax…they aren’t so bad. Shit…they keep me here, for free.” He joked, pushing closer to me, putting his hand firmly on my shoulder. “You should relax…” he gripped it, and started rubbing me.
“What are you…” my objection was cut off by the undeniably relaxing massage Simon was giving me. I had no choice but to give in, at this point.
The massage went on, for a while, before one of us spoke.
“Why don’t you remove these wet clothes?” Simon broke the silence. “You’ll catch a cold.” He said, gently pulling my shirt off of me.
I quickly pulled it down. “W…what are you doing?”
“Don’t worry…” he said, calmly. “Relax.”
He gripped the shirt and pulled it off, leaving me in my bra and the skinny jeans I had chosen.
“Simon!” I yelled out.
He utterly ignored me, throwing the shirt aside. At this point I could see the lust in his eyes and the bulge in his pants. Simon threw himself on me, pushing me down on the couch. I attempted to resist, but he was way too big and way too strong. He had me pinned down and was kissing my neck.
At the time I wondered why I didn’t just scream. This man, who was a stranger I had never met just a few hours ago was now on top of me, kissing my neck and rubbing my tits. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t help but get aroused. Within a few minutes, he had me in nothing but underwear sitting on his lap, with our tongues wrapped around one-another. I was moaning, quite loudly I might add. He had his hands on my waist, playing with the white lace on my underwear. How did this happen? I still have no clue, but this man had me playing to his tune.
“How did my brother hook you in?” Simon spoke, when my tongue finally left his mouth.
“He’s a nice guy.” I answered.
Simon chuckled, gently pulling my panties down my legs, revealing my, I have to admit, already wet, pussy.
“Wow…all we did was make out.” He remarked.
I scoffed at him. He chuckled again, slowly slipping his tongue in my pussy. I bit my lower lip, attempting to hold back my moans. But he couldn’t have that. He went down on my harder, pushing me on the couch. I tried refusing the urge, but I’m only human, you have to understand. I couldn’t contain it anymore. I let out a scream of pleasure and lust. It was the greatest sex of my life (up until that point), and he hadn’t even stuck his cock in me yet. I won’t lie to you…I was quite expectant for it. It was the first time that I was willing to beg a man to fuck me.
But he didn’t…not yet at least. He just kept chewing and licking and I kept moaning and whaling. I could feel it creeping in on me…I was about to experience my first orgasm. I closed my eyes as pleasure went through my entire body. I shivered and let slip a large moan that was impossible to contain.
Simon pulled himself up.
“Babe, you better put your clothes back on…My parents’ car just pulled up in the drive way.”
I jumped up, startled. He was already back in his pants and putting his shirt back on. I quickly pulled my skinny jeans up and got in my shirt. The doorbell rang. Simon answered the door and I finally got to meet my boyfriend’s parents.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/3cxsej/a_harlots_story_part_i_oral_cheating_mf