“Hang in there, dude.”
He hangs up, and I return to my bike and head home.
* * *
I’m lying naked on my bed, stroking my ever-hard cock as I scroll through the camera feeds from the past few days. For some reason yet to be explained, Doug shut down the cameras I installed on his behalf, citing guilt over Ash’s privacy, but I smell a rat. Thank fuck for my stalker tendencies and the cameras I planted in the master bedroom and bathroom, or I’d go insane.
“What are you up to, Julia?” I mutter to myself a couple of minutes later as I watch her sneak into Ashley’s room. I only gave the bitch a house key so she’d give me one to her place. The fact it pissed Ash off was an added bonus. I needed access to the house next door so I could put a camera in Stewart’s room and bathroom.
It’s already paid dividends.
I came so hard watching him nail Ashley in the ass I almost gave myself a coronary. I’m pissed the audio isn’t working, but if it came down to a choice, I’d much rather have the visual. I have already jerked off three times watching it. Imagining it was my cock driving into her puckered hole.
Continuing to stroke my cock, I zoom in on the whiny whore searching Ash’s bedroom the day after my stepsister relocated to her mom’s new house and the jock mysteriously disappeared. Pamela fed me a pack of lies when I asked where Ashley was, but I pretended to buy it.
I refocus on the screen. It doesn’t look like Julia has taken anything or left anything, but it’s hard to tell when her back is to the camera so much. I had planned to plant another camera in the bathroom and move the one in the bedroom, but Chad returned before I had the chance, and Pamela was in and out too often playing Florence Nightingale for me to risk it.
Switching out of that file, I open my stepsister-porn folder and pump my cock harder. I’m gathering quite the collection, thanks to my sister’s insatiable need to be fucked six ways from Sunday. Chad is in temporary retirement, thanks to his infectious illness, but Jase is taking one for the team. It’s interesting how Ashley returned seemingly all loved up with an engaged man when she was apparently unpacking and babysitting.
The whole setup in this gated community is shady as fuck, and I intend to get to the bottom of it.
I pull up the video of Ash riding Chad from a couple of weeks ago. It’s my new favorite—because it’s reverse cowgirl and I have a full-frontal view of her banging body. Her fuckable tits are bouncing all over the place, and she’s moaning and writhing as she slams up and down on his cock while he fingers her clit. I’m close to coming when I hear Ash call up the stairs.
“Chad. Are you home?”
Grinning to myself, I shut down my laptop and climb off my bed, palming my dick slowly to keep my load in reserve. I wait until I hear her pass my room before I come out. The door to Chad’s room is open, so I stroll inside, whistling as I pump my erection.
Ashley turns and stares at me. “You really are a crazy bastard.” She tries not to look at my dick, but she can’t help herself. My slutty little sister is still in denial. But others have seen what she refuses to see. It’s the only reason Julia made a play for me. And the only reason I’m entertaining it is because I know it’s the fastest way to have Ashley where I want her—begging for my cock and writhing underneath me.
When I finally get her in my bed, I’m chaining her up and fucking her relentlessly for days. Maybe then I will quench this voracious thirst I have for her. Until then, I’ll continue to push my agenda. “Get on your knees, and open your mouth.”
The slut laughs. “Nice try, but no.”
“Fine.” I grab her elbow before she can walk past me. “We’ll consider our debt paid when you swallow my cock.”
She stares at me like I’ve grown wings or some shit. “Do you seriously think I’m that dumb? I’m not going to blow you so you don’t blackmail me over fingering me in the shower. You’ll just blackmail me over blowing you then, and the cycle of abuse will never end.”
I yank her into my body, grabbing her hand and wrapping it around my straining shaft. “Delude yourself all you want, but we both know you wanted it.” Her eyes swirl with heat, and her fingers curl around my dick of their own volition. “Like we both know you want me to push you to the floor, straddle your shoulders, and shove my cock so deep in your mouth you gag on it.”
“I think you are clinically insane,” she says, removing her fingers from my dick. “Like seriously a bona fide nut job. You think I want you?” She huffs out a laugh. “I loathe you, Ares. I lie in my bed at night dreaming up creative ways to murder you.”
“Hate fucking is the best sex ever. When you give in to me, you’ll see.” I start pumping my cock harder, unable to hold back my release any longer.
“You have the nerve to call me delusional.” She shakes her head, attempting to walk past me again, but I’m faster.
Racing ahead, I bolt the door and flatten my back against it, trapping her in here with me.
“Open the door, Ares,” she says through gritted teeth.
“I will.” I flash her a devilish grin. “After I come.”
“Let me out. I don’t want to see this.”
“Course you do, dollface.” I jerk my dick harder, and her eyes gravitate to it like a moth to a flame. “I’m imagining you on your knees,” I tell her, working my cock harder. “You’re naked, cupping your big tits and tugging on your nipples before you crawl to me, desperate to have my cock in your mouth.” My balls tighten, and familiar tingles shoot up my spine. “You take me between your fuckable lips, and your tongue glides between the rungs of my ladder, your pussy leaking the evidence of your arousal as you moan around my dick.”
Her pupils are dilated, and she’s discreetly clenching her thighs together.
“Say the word, and I’ll come all over your face.” Pumping my dick faster, I walk right up to her, licking my lips as I wonder what it would be like to taste her mouth. Her cheeks are flushed, her gaze lowered as she watches me jerk myself off. “Your loss, dollface,” I say as I fall over the edge. I call out her name as my dick explodes, spraying her shirt and the floor with my cum.
