Page 477 of Tis the Season to be Bullied

“Jude, oh my God, what are you doing?”

“As if you want me to stop,” I say through a cheeky grin.

“Jude, fuck, anyone could?—”

“Then we’d better be quick.” I shove my hand between our bodies, groaning when I swipe my hand over her pussy and feel how soft and smooth she is. A second later, when I crush my mouth against hers, that pussy becomes slick with arousal.

“Hurry,” she whispers into our kiss.

“You know I don’t like to be rushed,sis.”

She groans at that and bucks her hips forward, grinding her pussy against the flat of my hand. I slip two fingers inside her, nipping her earlobe as I slowly finger her tight pussy.

Harper pushes against me, grabbing onto my shoulders for leverage, her thighs clamping tight around my waist. “Oh fuck,” she says, her face nuzzling into the side of my neck. “God that’s good.”

“Want to feel even better?”

“Jude, we can’t.”

“Think I give a fuck?”

“If someone sees?—”

I grab her jaw, pushing her head against the tree. “Then they get a free show,” I whisper furiously.

My cock is bursting to be let out. I slip it out, groaning when Harper looks down at it as I get ready to thrust into her. But before I can push into her, she starts rocking her hips back and forth, gliding her wet pussy over my shaft.

“Fuck,” I growl, licking my lips as I watch her lubing up my cock. “You’re getting good at that, my dirty slut.”

“Shut up and fuck me before someone sees us,” she says, hooking her ankles behind my back and opening her thighs wide.

I push into her wet slit with a furious grunt, shuddering when her tight walls clutch me. We find each other’s mouths, licking and biting each other as I start fucking her against the tree. With every powerful thrust of my hips, Harper lets out a pained little mewling sound that drives me through the fucking roof.

We both freeze when someone giggles a few yards away. Harper opens her mouth, about to tell me to stop but I clap my hand over her mouth and carry on fucking her anyway.

“...it’s never too early to start shopping,” a girl says. She sounds close enough to be on the other side of the fucking tree.

Harper digs her fingers into my shoulder, her eyes screaming “no” as she tries to get out from under me. But I’ve gotten good at keeping her where I want—she’s staying right the fuck where she is until I’m done with her.

“I guess,” the girl’s friend says. “And at least they’ll have something my size.”

“So you’ll go with me on Saturday?”

God, I wish they’d stop talking. But at the same time, it’s so fucking hot. Here I am, fucking my stepsister not three yards away from two strangers.

At least, that’s what I think. Then a third voice joins the others. Christ, how many girls are on the other side of this tree? Thank God this trunk is so wide.

Harper is squirming, trying everything to get away from me, obviously freaked out by the girls nearby. So I give her something else to think about. I slide my hand over her thigh and squeeze hard at her tight ass.

Her eyes flutter, and I take my hand off her mouth. She doesn’t dare say anything now—the girls’ could easily hear. We have to try and breathe as quietly as possible. With that in mind, I start fucking her slow and sensual, letting her feel every inch of my rock-hard dick.

I grab both halves of her ass, wrenching her open even wider so I can get another inch deeper. She pushes her head back, her back arching, and slowly starts rocking into me.

Christ, but this feels so fucking good.

I stare down between us, watching my cock disappear into her gleaming slit. I inch my fingers closer to her cunt, and usethem to drag her folds apart. She squirms, freezing, her face scrunching up.

Is she coming already? Christ, I wanted this to last forever.

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