C9 Stepbrother Makes Me Squirt All Over His Tongue.

Daisy’s POV

That night, I couldn’t sleep.

My body still hummed from what Dan had done to me earlier — my pussy swollen, sensitive, and aching for more even after two showers. Every time I shifted in bed, the slickness between my thighs reminded me of his mouth. His tongue. The way he’d devoured me like a man starving for years.

At 1:17 a.m., I gave up fighting it.

I crept down the hallway in nothing but an oversized t-shirt, heart pounding so hard I was sure the whole house could hear it. Mom and Dad were asleep just down the hall. The risk made everything hotter.

Dan’s door was cracked open, light spilling out like an invitation. Or a trap.

I slipped inside and closed it softly behind me. He was waiting on his bed, shirtless, sweatpants low on his hips, already palming the massive bulge between his legs.

“Took you long enough, little sister,” he said, voice low and rough. His eyes raked over me hungrily. “Get on the bed. Legs spread.”

I obeyed, climbing onto his mattress with shaky knees. The second I lay back, he was on me — shoving my thighs wide and burying his face between them with a deep, possessive groan.

“Fuck, you’re already soaked,” he murmured against my pussy, licking a long, slow stripe from my entrance to my clit. “Been thinking about my mouth all evening, haven’t you?”

“Yes,” I whimpered, hips twitching as his tongue circled my swollen clit. “Dan… please…”

He didn’t tease this time. He devoured.

His mouth was relentless — hot, wet, and insatiable. He sucked my clit hard, then fucked me with his tongue, pushing it deep inside my dripping hole while his nose rubbed against my clit. Two thick fingers joined soon after, curling perfectly against my g-spot as he ate me like a man possessed.

I had to bite my pillow to stay quiet. Mom and Dad were right down the hall.

Dan pulled back just enough to growl, “Ride my face, Daisy. Feed your stepbrother this sweet little cunt.”

He flipped onto his back and yanked me on top of him, positioning my pussy directly over his mouth. I hesitated for half a second before lowering myself, gasping as his tongue speared back inside me.

I started grinding, riding his face with increasing desperation. His hands gripped my ass, spreading me wider, holding me down so he could devour every inch. The wet, filthy sounds were obscene — slurping, sucking, groaning as he drank me down. I leaned forward, bracing my hands on the headboard, and rode him harder, clit grinding against his tongue.

He sucked hard on my clit and I came with a muffled cry, thighs shaking around his head as I gushed all over his face. He licked me through it, greedy for every drop.

But he didn’t stop.

He kept eating me, fingers pumping in and out while his tongue lashed my oversensitive clit. The overstimulation made my legs tremble violently.

“Too much— Dan, I can’t—”

“You can,” he growled against my pussy, voice muffled. “You’re going to cum again for me. And again. Until this pussy knows exactly who it belongs to.”

He added a third finger, stretching me open as he sucked my clit rhythmically. I came a second time, biting my arm to stay quiet, tears of overwhelming pleasure leaking from my eyes.

Dan finally pulled back, his face shiny with my juices, and flipped me onto my back again. He crawled up my body, kissing me deeply so I could taste myself on his tongue. The sloppy, filthy kiss made me whimper.

“Tell me,” he demanded, grinding his hard cock against my soaked pussy through his sweatpants. “Tell your stepbrother how much you need his mouth.”

“I need it,” I gasped, rolling my hips against him desperately. “I need your tongue on my clit. I need you to eat me every night. Please, Dan… I’m addicted already.”

He groaned and slid down again, this time teasing my entrance with the head of his cock while his tongue worked my clit. Not pushing inside — just rubbing, promising, driving me insane.

“You’re going to squirt for me tonight, baby girl,” he murmured, sucking my clit hard. “And then I’m recording this pretty pulsing pussy so I can watch it later when I’m stroking my cock thinking about you.”

The dirty threat pushed me over the edge again. This time, the orgasm was different — deeper, more intense. My whole body tensed as I squirted hard against his tongue, soaking his chin and the sheets beneath us.

Dan groaned in pure masculine satisfaction, licking up every drop like it was his favorite meal.

When I finally stopped shaking, he pulled back, grabbed his phone, and filmed a close-up of my ruined, pulsing, cum-drenched pussy.

“Perfect,” he said, voice thick. “Tomorrow I’m eating you in the house while everyone’s awake. Try to stop me and everyone hears exactly how you moan for your big brother.”