We're not siblings... Yet Pt.2

I woke to the sound of splashing outside. The bed beside me was disturbed, and i didn't recognize the room I was in.

Shit.

Everything that happened last night came rushing back. Jordan, the pool, and... just the thought of last nights events made me wet. Shit, shit shit. I shouldn't be thinking like that. Jordan is, or will be, my stepbrother! That's disgusting. But it wasn't. It was like fireworks! My exes never made me feel like that. They never made me feel so... aroused.

"Hey sexy. Nice top!" Jordan walked through the door soaking wet, shaking his head and splashing water all over me. I looked down at my "top" and realized I was still butt naked. I scrambled out of bed, trying to find my clothes, and realizing all I had was a pair of black thong bikini bottoms. My top was still floating in the pool. Great.

"Here." Jordan said, tossing me a pair of grey sweats and a Black Sabbath t-shirt. I hastily pulled them on. It was still early, probably around 5 or 6. The sun was just starting to stream through the window.

"Thanks." I started towards the door.

"Wait," Jordan said. "Are we gonna... you know... talk about last night?"

"Jordan I-"

He cut me off. "Look. I know we're, well, supposed to be siblings or something. But last night, I felt something. And I know you did too. Jacie, I want you."

"I want you too, but-" Jordan cut me off with a kiss. I broke away. "Wait, don't you think this is wrong?"

"Not really, no. We're not siblings, yet... better enjoy it while it lasts, right?" He planted a kiss on my neck, causing me to inhale sharply. He moved down to my collarbone, kissing and biting his way down to my pussy. All of the sudden, we heard a knock on the door.

"Jordan? Jacie? Are you guys in there?"

Jordan called back,"Yeah, one second!" Jordan turned to me and gave me a wink, walking over to open the door. "Morning sir! How are you?"

My dad peered behind Jordan, looking at me, hair wet and dressed in Jordan's clothes. "Honey? What are you doing wearing Jordan's-"

"We went for a swim this morning, sir. She forgot to bring any clothes out and we were both freezing, so I lent her some of mine."

"Ah, I see. We're having a family dinner tonight, to celebrate Jordan's arrival. I want both of you dressed, appropriately, and at the table at 6:30 pm sharp."

"Yes, sir."

"Yes, daddy."

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6:15 PM

I walked over to my closet and started fishing for an outfit. After going through a blue dress, a couple pairs of shorts my dad wouldn't approve of, and a cardigan that turned out to have a giant hole, I decided on a short yellow skirt, flowy white blouse, and a black lacy thong underneath.

"Jacie? It's time for dinner, honey!"

"Coming daddy!"

I raced downstairs, almost late for dinner. My dad hates it when I'm late. I hurried into my seat, next to Jordan and across from Sarah and my dad.

"This looks amazing, sweetheart!" My dad could never pass up the opportunity to compliment Sarah.

"Dig in!" Sarah said.

"Don't mind if I do!" said Jordan, grinning suspiciously. I felt his hand on my thigh as I reached for the mashed potatoes, creeping up towards my pussy. I felt a shudder go through me.

"What are you doing!" I hissed at Jordan. He grinned, sliding his hand further up my skirt as he served himself some steak.

"So, honey, how was your day?" said my dad. Sarah rambled on about her day at the firm, talking about all her favorite and least favorite lawyers. It was the same as always. "What about you sweetheart?" my dad asked, directed at me.

"Well, I hung o-out with Jordan today," I said, my breath catching as Jordan's hand pulled aside my thong, leaving my pussy wet and exposed. If Sarah happened to drop her knife, well, game over. "We went swimming and-" I got cut off as Jordan slipped two fingers inside of me. "and we did some... other stuff. I took him to that ice cream place."

"Yeah, it was excellent sir. I got chocolate chunk with whipped cream on top," Jordan said, putting extra emphasis on the word cream as he worked his fingers in and out, rubbing my g-spot and making me wetter than ever. I let out a little gasp.

"Are you okay sweetie? What's wrong?" I glared at Jordan, who smiled back innocently and bit his lip. God, he was so sexy.

"Oh, I was just gonna say that I-" I inhaled sharply as Jordan slipped in another finger, smiling the whole time. "I used to have the same ice cream order as Jordan when I was younger. Do you remember, daddy?" Jordan looked over at the word daddy, and I could see desperation in his eyes. "Actually dad, I think I'm finished. Thank you for dinner, Sarah." Jordan pulled his fingers out of me, just before I climaxed. I hastily adjusted my skirt, trying to inconspicuously wipe the wetness from between my thighs.

I ran up to my room, hearing Jordan excuse himself behind me. I got into my room, horny as ever and needing some sexual relief. Jordan started to kneel in front of me, but I shook my head, hastily undoing his belt buckle and simultaneously ripping my own clothes off. He kissed me once, passionately, before ripping his own shirt off. I pulled down his boxers, and his hard cock sprang up at me, precum glistening on the tip. Before I could get his throbbing member in my mouth, he flipped me over on all fours. He ran the tip along my opening, eliciting moans of desperation from my mouth. I could tell he was teasing himself as much as he was teasing me. I whispered, "please baby," in the sexiest voice I could manage, but Jordan didn't need telling twice.

He thrust his cock into my dripping pussy. We both moaned in pleasure as he started ramming me from behind. I finally knew what the term "insides rearranged" meant. He was reaching spots nobody had ever reached before. It took all of my strength to keep from screaming. His gasps of pleasure from behind me send shivers down my spine. My tits were bouncing everywhere from the force of his thrusts. I was so deprived from Jordan's dinner fingering session, it didn't take me long to cum. As I climaxed, Jordan reached down to rub my clit. I couldn't stop myself. I half moaned, half screamed, as I squirted all over my bed. He immediately clamped a hand over my mouth. I collapsed, shaking.

Jordan reached down to my dripping opening, smearing my cum on his still hard cock. I didn't know what was happening until I felt my ass being spread. As Jordan began fucking me in the ass, I almost passed out. The intensity made my eyes roll into the back of my head. I couldn't hear anything but his moans behind me. I didn't hear the footsteps coming up the stairs. I didn't hear anything until I heard the door click open.

"Jordan?"

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Hey guys! Thank you so much for the support on the last chapter. I hope you enjoy this one too! If you have any feedback or suggestions please let me know!! I'm still new to this.