Wet and Ruined( erotic collection of short smut stories)

A Bumpy Ride Alexia's POV "Fuuuuck... Ahhh!" The words tore out of my throat before I could stop them. The vibrator buzzed wildly inside me, pressed right against that sweet spot that made my toes curl and my vision blur. Hot water from the shower cascaded down my body, mixing with the slick mess dripping down my thighs. This was my third orgasm in twenty minutes, and my legs were shaking so badly I had to brace one hand against the tiled wall just to stay upright. I was supposed to be downstairs ten minutes to go ... "Alexia!" Damien's deep voice boomed from the other side of my bedroom door, sharp with irritation. "Get the hell out here! Everyone's waiting!" Shit. I yanked the vibrator out with a wet pop, my pussy clenching around nothing, still pulsing with aftershocks. My heart hammered as I rinsed off quickly, then I ran to my bedroom ....I grab the first thing I could find - a tiny black dress that barely reached mid-thigh - and slipped it over my damp skin. No time for panties. No time for a bra either. The thin fabric clung to my still-hard nipples and the curve of my ass. It's black, I told myself. It won't show anything. I flung the door open. Damien was right there, tall, tattooed, and pissed off, his dark hair still messy from whatever workout he'd done earlier. Before I could even step past him, his hand came down on my head in that annoying big-brother flick. "Ow!" I hissed, chasing after him and swinging at his arm. "You asshole!" "Both of you, stop!" Dad's voice echoed up the stairs, tired and impatient. My Stepmom appeared behind him, smiling that sweet, diplomatic smile of hers as she lightly smacked my elder brother Mark on the head for good measure. "She's a girl, what do you expect? She spent the whole day getting ready." Damien snarled. I grinned and gave my stepmom a quick high-five as I walk away. We piled toward the car. My stepMom slid into the passenger seat beside Dad. The car was stuffed with foodstuffs and house equipment for Grandma's new place. There was literally no room left. Damien and I stared at the single empty spot in the back seat. "Mom, the car is full," I whined at the same time Damien growled, "Where the hell are we supposed to sit?" Dad didn't even look back. "Alexia, sit on your brother's lap. We're not leaving anyone behind and we're already late. Grandma wants to see all of you. End of discussion." "No way," I snapped. "I'll sit on his lap? Never - "I'm older, so I get the seat, fool," Damien shot back, already climbing in. We argued the whole way until Dad threatened to drive off without us. With a frustrated huff, I climbed into the back and lowered myself onto Damien's lap. The moment my bare ass settled against the front of his shorts, I felt him tense beneath me. The dress rode up dangerously high. I tugged at the hem, but there wasn't enough fabric to cover much of anything. The car started moving. For the first twenty minutes, everything was... normal. Awkward, but normal. Damien's big hands rested lightly on my hips to steady me. The road was smooth. I tried to focus on my phone. Then the potholes started. The first big one jolted the car hard. My body bounced on Damien's lap, and I felt the unmistakable bulge of his cock press right between my ass cheeks through his shorts. A tiny gasp escaped me. "Easy," he muttered near my ear, voice low so only I could hear. His fingers flexed on my thighs. Another pothole. Another bounce. This time his hands slid higher, palms smoothing over my bare skin under the dress like he was just trying to hold me steady. But his thumbs were stroking. Slowly. Teasingly. "Damien..." I whispered, warning him. "Shh." His breath was hot against my neck. One hand slipped further, tracing the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. My legs parted just a little without me meaning to. When his fingertips brushed my bare, still-soaked pussy, he froze. "No panties?" he breathed, almost disbelieving. "You're fucking dripping, Alexia." I bit my lip hard, trying not to moan as the car hit another rough patch. His middle finger slid along my slit, coating itself in my juices before circling my swollen clit. My hips twitched involuntarily, grinding back against the hard ridge of his cock. "Stop," I whispered, even as my body begged for more. But he didn't stop. His finger pushed inside me slowly, curling, stroking that spot that made stars explode behind my eyelids. I gripped his wrist, not sure if I wanted to push him away or pull him deeper. The wet sounds were quiet, but every bump in the road made his finger thrust harder. Dad turned on the radio, some loud music to pass the time. Thank God. Damien added a second finger, stretching me, pumping in and out in time with the worst of the potholes. My breathing turned ragged. I leaned back against his chest, pretending I was just tired. "You're so fucking tight," he growled softly into my hair. His other hand sneaked up under my dress and cupped my breast, pinching my nipple until I had to bury my face in my arm to muffle the moan. The car hit a particularly deep pothole. My whole body jolted, and I couldn't hold back - a loud, breathy "Ahh!" slipped out. Dad glanced in the rearview mirror. "You okay back there?" "Y-yeah," I stammered. "Just... the road is bumpy." My Stepmom- Lydia. laughed "Tell me about it. My back is already killing me." She snapped. Meanwhile Damien's fingers never stopped. He scissored them inside me, rubbing my clit with his thumb while grinding his rock-hard cock against my ass. I was losing it. My juices were soaking his shorts. I could feel how wet I was... "Lift up a little," he whispered. I obeyed before my brain could catch up. I heard the quiet sound of his zipper. Then the thick, hot head of his cock was nudging against my entrance. "Damien, we can't-" i hiss grinding him. Too late. He pulled me down hard onto his cock in one smooth thrust. My mouth fell open in a silent scream as he filled me completely, stretching my pussy around his thick length. He was so deep. So fucking deep. "Fuck, you feel good," he groaned quietly, biting my shoulder to stay quiet. He started moving - slow, deep rolls of his hips that matched the rhythm of the bumpy road so no one would notice. Every pothole drove him deeper. I was riding my stepbrother's cock in the back seat while our parents sat right in front of us. The thought alone made me clench around him. I bit my lip until it bled, but soft, needy whimpers still escaped. Damien's hand covered my mouth gently. "Shhh, baby. Quiet," he murmured, thrusting up harder. "You want our parent to know how much you love your stepbrother's dick?" I shook my head frantically, but my hips were grinding back, chasing every thrust. The wet, obscene sounds of him sliding in and out of my soaked pussy were getting louder. Another big bump. I moaned loud enough that Dad slowed the car. "What was that?" he asked. "Cramp in my leg!" I gasped out desperately. "Just... keep driving. I'm fine." My Stepmom turned slightly. "You sure, sweetie?" "Y-yes, Mom. Just the road." The second they faced forward again, Damien fucked me harder, one hand on my hip, the other rubbing my clit in tight circles. I came suddenly, violently - my pussy spasming and gushing around his cock as I trembled in his lap. He didn't stop. He fucked me through it, drawing it out until I was a shaking, whimpering mess. "Good girl," he praised in my ear. "Give me another one." I lost track of how many times I came. Twice? Three times? The car kept moving. Five hours to Grandma's. The music stayed loud. My lies got more creative every time I moaned too loudly. Damien's thrusts grew erratic. He was getting close. "Gonna fill you up," he growled. "Gonna cum so deep in this tight little pussy." I nodded frantically, pushing back on him. When he finally came, he buried his face in my neck to muffle his groan, pumping rope after rope of hot cum inside me. I felt every pulse, every spurt, until it was leaking out around his cock and down my thighs. We stayed like that, connected, breathing hard as the car continued down the long, bumpy road. The trip had only just begun. And I was already ruined.