Chapter 6
This was it. My opportunity to call it all off, chalk up getting to third base with my goddamn stepbrother an absolutely insane, temporary lapse of judgment. But whatever sense I had left evaporated in the heat around us as I eagerly shimmied out of my gym shorts, bare ass settling back down on the warm, smooth-sanded cedar boards of the bench. I crossed my arms, yanking up the hem of my tank top, sending it sailing across the sauna to land in a heap on the other bench. Red groaned appreciatively at the sight of my naked tits, and spun around with surprising dexterity, falling to his knees in front of our bench with a musical clunk. Red’s voice was thick with lust, his eyes locked to my thighs like I was a drink of water in the desert. “Come here, baby. Put your ass right on the edge here for me.”
I shuffled forward where he asked, my knees going wide to make room for his wide glass body, his rim just below my chin. He grabbed the outside of my thighs, yanking me a few inches up and forward, unabashedly plastering my hot, wet core against his cool glass. My back arched at the contrast in temperature, the unexpected shock making my pussy throb. A moment later, Red’s mouth opened on me, and I stared wide-eyed down my own naked stomach, trying to parse what was happening.
The cool glass of his mouth had molded to my entire pussy somehow, locking me in place against his face. Giving little thrusts of my hips for pleasurable friction, I moaned his name, fingers clutching at the slats of the bench for purchase. Just as I was getting into it, a pulsating stream of cool liquid started licking and sucking my clit in a way that would make my shower head weep in carnal envy. I instinctually clutched at his rim to hold myself against Red’s face, getting the most out of each powerful sweep of liquid. “Fuck! Red, oh my god…yes…”
As my knees squeezed the sides of his pitcher, Red’s glass hands snaked up my body, claiming my breasts with teasing strokes that mirrored the liquid movement on my clit. Nipples pebbling at the cold kiss of glass fingers, Red gave a loud, muffled moan of pleasure as his fingers worked, his glass face resonating at the perfect vibration to send me into a screaming, thrashing orgasm against it. The liquid intensified into a hard, shuddering stream that had me arching completely off the bench. Red’s hands slid free to catch and support my ass as I grabbed his rim with my other hand, fully hanging off his face now as my pussy pulsed around nothing, the liquid pressing against my labia and clit slowing to gentle, soothing swirls before tapering off entirely.
“O-oh! Sorry, sorry. Are you okay?” I winced, realizing that my death-grip on his rim might be hurting Red or straining his glass. I unlatched my hands and quickly found the floor with a foot, climbing down off of his rounded face with a furious blush. “I guess I got a little carried away.”
Red’s hand found my hip, and he pulled me firmly back against him, molding our bodies together as he flashed a feral grin, the glass around his mouth shining and slick. “Get carried away anytime you fucking want to, Jules. You taste like heaven and I’d wear you on my face if I could. I’m addicted.”
The solid cylinder of his cock pressed against my naked thigh, already so slick with sweat, my own cum, and whatever passed for Red’s saliva that the wrong angle could send us straight to home base. Backing off, I gave him a devilish smile as I sat on the bench, curling my finger at him to follow. He braced a hand on the back wall of the sauna, watching me intently as I tugged his swim shorts down so he could step out of them, baring his unique shaft to my curious eyes. His free hand buried itself in my hair, turning his affectionate expression up to glance out the sauna doors a moment. “We still got thirty minutes, baby. I can’t wait to wreck you again. Why don’t you lay back a-”
I grinned around my sudden mouthful of glass cock as Red’s words careened into a choking noise and what sounded suspiciously like a pleading whimper. It was definitely different from giving a human blowjob, but not unpleasant, even with his girth and the occasional clink against my teeth. The surging liquid in the center rocked the shaft against my tongue as I took him as deep as I could, holding him in my throat for a long moment before easing back, repeating the movement languidly. My brows shot up as a hint of unmistakable cherry flavor trickled down my tongue a few minutes later, thick and syrupy and delicious. Just as I was licking away a second beading drop from his tip, Red’s fingers tightened lightly against my scalp, his breathing on the edge of panting. “Jules, baby, your mouth is incredible. You’ve got me way too close already and I really want to fuck that pretty pussy first. Have mercy.”
I leaned back, running my tongue across my lower lip as I smiled, sliding my fingers against my clit before spreading myself, giving him a show. “You want this pussy, Red?”
“More than anything, baby. More than anything.” His words were practically a growl, his hand impatiently nudging mine aside to sink a finger in me again. He fucked me slowly with the thick length of it, making my eyes pop as he pushed in the tip of another a few strokes later, starting to scissor them, watching my pussy stretch around his digits. “I’m thicker than I look, don’t want to hurt you. Gotta get you ready to take this…”
I grunted softly at the pressure but breathed through it, watching his hand twist and move between my thighs as the other stroked my hip possessively. “I swell when I come, Jules, so be ready for it. You’re a tight fit but you’re going to take it all, aren’t you? Gonna fill you up to the top…my good little cup…” Red’s eyes were glazed over with lust now, filthy words chanted like a mantra as he finger-fucked me with intention, the wet slosh of my greedy pussy filling the sauna around us.
Leaning forward, he brought our mouths together hungrily, his larger one almost engulfing mine, thick glass lips ringing against my teeth as a liquid tongue pressed inside. He tasted as sweet as he smelled, a sweet burst of cherry on my senses that made me gush arousal around his urgently thrusting fingers. Thankfully, whatever magical anatomy that had kept his tongue contained on my pussy also allowed him to kiss me deeply without drowning me in Chill-Assist. One of his fingers curled inside me, milking my G-spot, and my nails scrambled for a hand-hold, closing around his rim again.
Red moaned loudly, startling me, lust in his eyes as he thrust his fingers into me again, roughly. “Just like that, Jules. Fuck. Squeeze it, my rim is sensitive and that feels so goddamn good.”
Mouth slack with fascination and need, I stared up at my stepbrother’s rim, sliding my hands along both sides like I was giving a double-handjob, easily slicked by condensation. He made a guttural sound of approval in response, so I squeezed tighter, curling my nails under the edge to drum in musical taps along the curve, as if I was teasing a cock. Red tensed and leaned back, pulling his fingers out of my pussy so fast it made a wet popping noise, shoving the arousal-coated digits in his mouth almost angrily. The expression in his big black eyes was downright feral as a small, dextrous wave of Chill-Assist swept the blunt glass fingers, savoring my taste. “Knees up, I can’t wait anymore. You’re mine, Jules.”
Even as I obediently pulled my legs up, his hands were already on my shins and knees, bending my body for his use. His impatience to fuck me shouldn’t have been so hot, but my pussy was running the show currently and she was all for it.
Red moved forward, squeezing my knees softly to check himself with a shuddering breath, the unspoken question hanging like the steam in the air around us. I curved my leg around his big body, pulling him flush with a gentle tap of my heel on the divot of his generous ass. It notched the bulbed head of his cock into the absolute slick mess he’d already made of me, burying the first wide inch of what looked and felt to be eight in total, all impossibly thick.
We both sucked in a breath as he leaned forward, pushing in so slowly I wanted to cry out of both frustration and pleasure. It was the steady climb of a roller coaster hill, my body struggling to take each inch while still mindlessly greedy for the next. I knew we were running out of time, but we’d come this far, and I was going to enjoy every single second I could. Red stooped as the bulb cleared my entrance, angling up to firmly slide it along my sweet spot, which finally did pull an audible sob of pure pleasure out of me.
“That’s it. That’s it, Jules. Look at that tight little pussy taking me in. God you’re so stretched, I love it, you’re so fucking hot…” His hand splayed over my abdomen, heavy thumb working slow, purposeful circles on my clit as he moved in tiny, controlled thrusts, dragging his fat tip inside me. I whimpered happily, slumping against the wall and letting him work me, tilting my hips up to beg for more. I thought he’d hammer into me, use me, but instead he was watching himself sink into my body, fucking me exactly how I needed, prioritizing my pleasure.
I’d been so, so wrong about Red. All this time, I’d been wrong. I needed him like air now.
I twitched around him as he took a long, deep stroke and bottomed out, holding my breath at how full I was. And he was going to swell? Could I even take him? “Oh god, Red, it’s so…it’s so much…”
His thumb worked faster circles and he gave me a wicked, lust-hazed grin, even though his voice was strained with the effort of holding back. “It’s about to be a lot more, baby. You want it? Beg me for it. Tell me how bad you need it.”
I don’t know where the words came from, the heavy sauna heat and lust making everything feel dreamlike. “Give it to me, Red. Fill me up until it’s running out of my pussy. I wanna be your…your…” My brain sluggishly recalled some of the filthy things he was murmuring earlier, weaponizing them as lust grabbed the reins. “...make me your good little cup, Red. I’m so thirsty.”
His restraint snapped as he gave a primal growl, shoving my knees up to get as deep as possible, fucking me so hard my shoulders thumped against the sauna wall, punctuating every word with a mindless thrust that bottomed out inside me. “So. Fucking. Perfect. You’re gonna fucking drain me Jules…I’m gonna quench…I’m gonna…ohh…ohhhhhh….”
OH YEAH!