Valentine’s Candy: Open Wide – Part 3

He awoke several times from half sleep, sweaty and agitated. Then this. As his breath finally slowed, his heart leaving his ears, he wondered if he had ever cum so hard. It felt like every muscle in his body fired at once. It had to be because of Candy, not his mom, nor the way her firm muscled ass had pressed back on him while they danced, his fingers pinching that hard raised button nipple as he held her to him.

He thought of his stepsister in this bed, this afternoon. How she had cum. It had felt so powerful, so fulfilling, showing her what her own body could do. He wondered if she could sleep. From first kiss to first cunnilingal orgasm on the same day. The poor girl was probably either wide awake or sleeping like the dead.

Valentine threw the blanket off his legs and headed to the shower. He couldn’t sleep anyhow and shouldn’t let this mess dry on his stomach.

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Candy was exhausted, sore and more excited than she could remember feeling. Padding barefoot across the damp grass of the private garden outside her bedroom, the ache in her thighs and deeper ache in her gut were welcome reminders of what she had gained.

Valentine can fuck me now! He can plunge into my virgin (barely virgin, she giggled to herself) pussy, flood me with his seed. His seed? Birth control. She needed to see about birth control. She didn’t think a condom would stretch over that beast, but Candy did know there was a “morning after” pill she could take just in case her handsome sexy hung stepbrother happened to slip in there sometime soon.

She smiled at the thought of him happening to slip in there as she slipped in her own door. After Aunt Mar had accustomed her to Jumbo, Candy was well aware there was nothing so simple as ‘happening to slip in’ involved.

Marguerite had warned her, and her own body was already sending confirming signals, that she would be quite sore in the morning at least after all the ‘exercise’ her small opening had received.

Pulling off Valentine’s oversize T, the beautiful young girl stepped into the shower, unaware her love, her stepbrother Val, was rinsing his cum from his washboard stomach at that very momentum in his own shower, unable to sleep. Candy’s abused labia complained as she rinsed them, her awareness on both their tender state and the dimmer tension residing inside her, reminding her of greater torment and discomfort she hoped would soon come. bit.ly/HotttT Never seen before!

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By the time he finished letting the hot water pound over him, Valentine had convinced himself that the intense full body orgasm he had had in his own bed was purely because of dreaming of his sister Candy. It was a dream, so things got messed up with his images of his mom, who did look a lot like Candy, and had danced…closer than usual with him tonight.

He chased away a fleeting image of his hand pinching a hard bare nipple as Melanie leaned back against her son’s thick cock, rocking to the music. Candy’s soaked panties shoved to the side, his sister riding wave after wave of her orgasm as he sucked her virgin slit pushed the more toned blond, the more forbidden thought, almost entirely from his mind.

He pulled his robe over his tall, muscled athlete’s body again. Instead of the kitchen or his room, he silently traversed the dark hallways to the West wing and Candy’s bedroom.

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Almost giddy with happiness and anticipation, Candy stared up into the dark, naked under her covers. As tired as her body was, she was nowhere near sleep.

With Aunt Mar’s help, and some trickery, they had been able open up her young body enough to get the rubber Valentine inside. On her belly with her smooth round ass in the air, Marguerite had switched to the Medium without telling her. The innocent girl thought Small was stretching her so wide in the new position, and despaired of being able to take anything much bigger, before Aunt Mar revealed the deception and that Candy was already one step from rubber Valentine.

When Mar finally switched to the Jumbo, her already aching body had protested and Candy had cried out, before something inside adjusted, accommodating the huge invader. With the beautiful curvy woman’s encouragement and patience, Candy had finally been able to push herself back on the enormous dildo, taking more in to her overstretched opening, before she exploded in an orgasm fueled by relief in accomplishing the next step in her sexy, naughty, forbidden goal.

She heard her door ease open and the whisper.

“Einstein?”

Her heart stuttered at his voice.

“Val?”

She heard the rustling as he moved to her bed, could see a dim man’s outline drop his shadowy robe. Was he naked? She couldn’t be sure. She was sure Mom would throw a major fit if he was caught in here, at this hour, and naked.

The shadow moved and she felt the blankets move at her feet. Then there was skin against her legs, the touch traveling upward, her legs being encouraged apart.

“Mmmmm.” The vibration of the sound, coming from deep in his throat, traveled up her body much more clearly than the muffled sound reached her ears through the blankets. It had followed warm breath and soft lips kissing her tenderest place.

When she felt him opening her legs, his naked body sliding up between them, she had anticipated pain at his touch. There was none. His kisses, his gentle licks comforted her, warmed her, soothed her. And brought the tension in her belly tortuously awake.

His tongue slid up outside her opening, along the soft flesh where thigh turns the corner to become something more intimate. He repeated it on the other side.

“Mmmm.” He moaned again as he sucked her labia. He felt her twitch, assuming it was with pleasure.

Candy did twitch when she felt her sensitive lips sucked into his mouth. The poor dears had been stretched and teased so much. The sensation was on the verge of too much, flirting between pleasure and pain. It seemed Val sensed it because, after a long slow lick of his tongue, pushing between her swollen lips before traveling up the length of her slit and over her clit, he kissed his way up her belly.

The pain was almost completely replaced by the pleasure when his tongue opened her. It was lost when he lingered on one small breast, kissing along its lower soft swelling before finding her nipple, tugging it between his pursed lips. Flicking the hardened tip of his tongue across the trapped, erect nub.

Her fingers wound through his thick hair and stayed there, stroking his head and neck as he finished his journey up her body. Candy felt his large naked form close on top of her, his face a shadow looming over her as the weight of his huge flaccid cock settled between her thighs.

“Why are you here?” Candy whispered up at him. She hoped knew why, but wanted to hear.

“Because I am your Valentine, and you are mine.” His voice sounded husky in the dark.

“Really?”

“Really.”

The only detail visible besides dim shadows of the outline of their heads, is a faint glint in loving eyes.

“You can have any woman you want.” She knows she can’t swallow him like Aunt Mar and doesn’t have perfect big fake boobs like Mrs. Malone, his coach’s wife. Pangs of jealousy and teenage insecurities whisper in her ear.

“Does that include you?”

The question sends a thrill us own her spine. An internal spring stirs. “I’m not a woman, yet.”

His head tilts down to look between them into the darker darkness under the blankets. He sounded almost defeated.

“I don’t think I can make you one, little girl.” He paused. “Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course.”

“Um. You are a virgin, right? I mean, you hadn’t had a real kiss and I assumed…”

“I’ve never had a man inside me. Except the gynecologist and whatever you did to me this afternoon.” She hesitated mentioning Aunt Mar and her accessories yet.

She thought she might have been able to see his smile before he asked. “Did you like that this afternoon? And by the way, that was yesterday now.”

“Silly high school boy, I loved it. I love you.” He felt her tense at her own words, as though she had let a thought slip out that shouldn’t be spoken. His heart leaped.

“I love you too. Even if you are a nerdy college geek.” He was rewarded with soft lips reaching up to meet his own, a soft tongue slipping against his before pulling away.

“Val, I’ve been…thinking.”

“Uh oh.”

“Seriously. About us,” she raised her hips against him suggestively. “and how dang big you are.”

“I like that kind of thinking.” He pushed back against the young girl.

“Sometimes, it’s not as big. Not small definitely, but not fully engorged.”

“Such a sexy vocabulary you have.”

“Thank you.”

“So, to summarize: you’ve been thinking a lot about your brother’s cock, and have come to the conclusion that though it is always quite large, it is not always as big and hard as when it is completely big and hard.”

She would have been more embarrassed if it wasn’t both funny and true. “Nice summation.”

“Consummation?” They had often played words games, twisting what the other said in a new direction.

“I wish.” He did a double take at her answer.

“Wish what? For some consommé?”

“Some consummation.” She looks almost pained the way she bit into her lip. He could see details of her face invisible before. “I want you, Val. I want my Valentine. Even if you consume me.”

“I don’t know if we can, Candy.”

“But that’s what I’m talking about, high school boy. What if I was…more opened up, and you got in there when you weren’t completely hard yet?”

“Are you serious?” He was flattered and amazed to hear her line of thought.

“Never more. I meant it when I said you ruined me. You are inside of me, Valentine. Already. I feel you splitting me open, stretching me, showing my body what it means to have that emptiness there has always been inside me, finally filled. I put some…things inside me, Val. After I left your room. To prepare myself for you. Aunt Mar helped.”

“What? Aunt Mar helped how?”

Candy smiled, pleased with herself for revealed her latest adventure. “She swore me to secrecy, so no telling. Mar has a set of rubber cocks in different sizes out in the pool house. She showed me how to take one in, and helped me work up to the biggest one so I could… take you.”