All Grown Up: Fun and Games Part 9 (End)

Fuck…that…shit!

Who in the hell did he think he was?  Who in the hell did he think I was?  More access to Emiko?  That would be the day!

During this pause and Bret’s sober talk my fetish fueled mania had lifted.  The tamped down fires of my masculine pride flare to a white hot brilliance.  I had let this get out of hand.  It had been fun and all but they’d pushed it too far.  Way too far.  Playtime was fucking over.  I might enjoy cucking, but a cuck is not who I was!  I was the big brother, I was the boyfriend, I was the god damned alpha and it was time I acted like it.  King he called me, well it was time for this king to take back his throne.

I clap the laptop closed and rise to my feet.  With a powerful stride I head toward the kitchen, where I assumed Emiko waited, stripping from my work clothes as I went.

As I enter Emiko turns to me.  “What did Bret have to…?”  As she sees me naked with a steely look in my eye she cocks a brow.  “Oh!  Well hello!”

I pounce on her like a hunting tiger.  Off comes the robe and in an instant I have her pinned back against the counter, kissing her deeply and passionately.  “Mmmm!”

Her hands glide over my chest and arms and back up my sides.  I flex my firm muscles, reminding her of what a real man feels like after being with those out of shape losers.  With ease I lift her up onto the counter, letting her feel my strength, then I fill one of my big hands with an ass cheek as the other grabs her breast.  All the while I continue the red hot kiss.  When our lips finally part I let out a hot sigh of passion.

“Whoo!  What’s this?”  She giggles.  “Right here?  Is this what Bret said to do?”

I flinch.  “Forget Bret.”  I whisper.  “Forget them all.  You’re fucking MINE now.”

“Oh?”  She grins impishly.  “My goodness!”

I pull her hips toward me so that her pussy jutted past the edge.  I fix her with a firm stare.  “I’m not playing.”

“I can see that.”

With that…I RAM my rock hard into her juicy cunt as hard and as deep as I could, so hard it rattles her teeth.  “Nngh!”

“Oh!”  She peeps.  “There he is.”

“Yeahhh.”  I slam hard into her again.

“Ooo!”

“Rrrrmmm!”  I tense my pecs and tighten my abs as I grind hard into her and flex my dick hard as it could go, letting her feel everything I had.

With a wicked glint she whispers.  “At least I can feel you this time.  After Bret…”

“MMM!”  I press my mouth into hers, quieting her with another deep kiss, as I rock her body with five more powerful thrusts, slowly pulling nearly all the way out before driving hard all the way in each time.

“Mm!  Mm! Mm!”  She lets out a satisfying hum on each stroke.  Her hands clasp and claw at my back, her legs wrap around my hips.  “Mm!  Mmmm!”

Leaving her lips I start kissing down her long elegant neck as I hammer home another few times.  “Nnnngh!  Yeah, fucking take it.”

“After those big boys, don’t worry.  I can take it baby.”

“Rrrrr!”  She still thought we were playing, like how we did after Bret.  I try to shut her up with throwing everything I had into the next clapping thrust, so damn hard it takes her right up off the counter for a second.  “RRRR!”

“Oooo!” She squeals with delight.  “Yeah!  You’ll never get as deep as they did, but don’t stop trying.”

“RRRR!”

“Ha ha ha ha!”  She slaps my back.  “Yes!  Fuck me cuck!  Give me your best!”

“RRMM!”

“Still going?  Huh.”  She humps back at me with equal intensity.  “Mmmm.  Not gonna pop your cork early this time?   Let’s see if you can last a minute.  Ha ha ha!  Yeahhhh.”

“That’s enough.”  I huff.  “RRRR!”

Hearing that as a question and not a statement she arches her back and pulls me into her harder.  “It’s not enough.  More!  Fuck me deeper!  Fuck me like you mean it!”

God fucking damn it!  Couldn’t she see I wasn’t playing?  Couldn’t she see I my old self?  Either she couldn’t tell the difference between the fires of my twisted cuckold lust and the proper passion of my manly desires, or she just didn’t care.  I would have make her care.

“I’m gonna fuck you until you fuckin…RRRMM!”

“Yes!  Yes!  Fuck me!”  She stares back at me, her dark eyes wild.  “Feel how wet and sloppy I am?”

“MMM!”

“I took two big hot loads deep in my pussy baby.  So much young cum, so fucking deep.  You feel their cum?  Hmm?  You feel your little dick sliding through their jizz?  Mmm?  Did you taste their cum when you were eating me out?”

“RMM!  RMM!  RMM!”

“YES!”  She cries out.  “You feel how they loosened me up for you baby?  You like that loose creamy cunt, don’t you baby?”

Pulling her from the counter I hold her in my arms and start bouncing her on my cock, slamming up into her as the full force gravity drove her back down onto me.  Slap, slop, slap, slup.  The sounds of our sloppy sex echo off of the kitchen walls.  I really could feel their cum making everything extra slick. I really could feel that her slacker than normal cunny was freshly fucked by men bigger than me.  I could feel how she actually help drive herself down onto me in a desperate attempt for deeper penetration.  I push those thoughts from my mind, knowing they would make me blow my load early, and concentrate on just fucking her brains out.

“Yeaaah, ha ha ha ha!” One arm around my neck and her legs tight around me she rides me like a bucking bronco.  Emiko was having a blast, but she wasn’t yet nearing a climax.  I knew my baby, I knew her like no other, and a month ago she would have been moaning and breathing heavy and riding the cusp of of an orgasm.  But she wasn’t going to give up that easy now, not after…them.  For right now at least, the bar had been raised.

I pull her off of me and plant her down on the ground.  Spinning her around I bend her over.

“I’ll have your ass!”

“Oh no you won’t!”  She says.  “Satisfy my pussy and then we’ll talk.”

I crack my hand across her ass with a stinging spank.

“Ooooo!”  She yelps.  “Ha ha ha!  Wonder where you got that idea.”

“Nff!”  I snort my indignation.

“You can spank like him, but can you fuck like him?”  She bends over further and tilts her hips for maximum penetration, just she’d like she’d done with Sheldon.  She mocks me, goading me on.  “You can’t go as deep, but maybe you can fuck as fast.  Step up!”

Roughly I jam myself into her pussy.  “I’ll fucking show you!”

Gripping her hips I let her have it.  Using all of my great strength I ravish her body with loud clapping thrusts.  Faster and faster I fuck her.  Though my strokes were more shallow still I just couldn’t fuck her as fast as he did.  Harder, yes, but not faster.

“Ohhh!  Ohhhh!  Yes!  Ohhh fucking yesss!”  She cries out.  “Don’t stop!”

“Nff!  Mmm!”

“God baby, their cocks were so much bigger than yours.”  She moans.

“Fuck!”

“Ohhh yesss, it still feels good though.”  She groans.  “Come on baby, fuck me better than those boys.  Fuck me better than those nerds.  Fuck me better than those losers.  Show me how a real man fucks!”

My own words were coming back to haunt me.  “Rrr!  Rrr!  RRR!”

“That’s it baby.  That’s it!  Ohhh God.”

“Nngh!  Nngh!  Rrrnngh!”  I grunt as I try to push back at the rising pressure in my balls.  She was so fucking close…but hearing her song of passion brought to mind the video.  How they handled her, how they used her, how they toyed with her and fucked her silly.  I couldn’t help but compare myself to the three men she’d had before me.  I couldn’t help but think of that damned picture and the differences it highlighted.  And I could not help but think of the true stud she’d had just two weeks ago.  “NNNGH!”

“Ohhhh…ohhhhh…OHHHHH…wait, are you?  Fuck!  Rhett!”

“RRRRRRMMMM!!!”  I’d held back as long as I could, while I tried to maintain the same frantic rhythm I was faltering as I busted my nut hard into her now thrice creamed cunny.  “OOHHHH FUCK!”  My body quakes as my orgasm roars through me until I am left huffing and puffing and exhausted.

“Shit.  I was almost there.”  She pants.

“Wait…wait…I’ll…”  I pull out of her, a globby stream cum following my milky dick out.  I hesitate a moment…then fall to my knees and press my mouth into her creamy pussy.  Like a man possessed I slurp and suck and lick her womanhood wanting to make her cum just once before we were done.  My lips are wet with her juices, my tongue coated in my own salty cum and that of others.  “Mmmm.”  I whimper as I eat her out as best I could.  Gone was the stern man who had walked into this room a few short minutes ago.  The anger was spent, my feeling of betrayal withered away, my spirit defeated.  All I cared about now was pleasuring my woman.

My pride, like a star, shone most brilliant…just before it died.  This was my supernova.

Emiko lets me go for a time before pulls away and turns to look down at me with a little shake of here head to tell me we were done.  Panting and slumped, my face smeared with sex, I look up at her.  She smiles a beautiful smile and pets my hair lovingly.

“That was pretty good.”  She says playfully.  “For you.”

“I did…my best.”

“I know baby, I know.”  She winks and ruffles my hair.  “So, is that it?”

“Huh?”

“Did Bret have anymore instructions?  Is Bret coming over now?  Or was that all you?”

“Uh…no, that was me.” 

“Nice.”  She says, clearly a bit disappointed she wasn’t getting my brother today despite just having four different men.  “Well, that was fun!  Come on.  Lets go get cleaned up.”  She says.  “Hey, I thought we might go out to that new sushi…”

Her cheerful voice fades as I kneel there, a spent force, and think back to my brother’s offer.  Whether I accepted it or not, nothing would be the same after this.  I knew now that I could never make Emiko feel the things Bret could with his big cock and twisted imagination.  Now that she’d tasted of that forbidden fruit, how could I deny it to her?  Now that I had opened that pandora’s box, how could I ever possibly lock away my deepest fetish?  Now that I had awakened my brother’s inner dominance, could I even stop him if I wanted to?

The king was dead, long live the king.

The End