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sides of my head, my pussy spread wide as he slammed himself in and out of me. 
    I’d said he couldn’t possibly go inside me any deeper… he’d proved me wrong.
    I moaned with every downward thrust, and groaned with every upward pull out.
    It had hurt at first, but, as he was pounding into me, first slowly, and then faster and faster, his cock had hit my cervix.
    I had no idea a man’s cock could do that.
    But his had.
    And it had hurt.
    God, had it hurt.
    For a few moments.
    And then it became like an electrical shock every time he hit it.
    Soon it was intoxicating, the feeling of not only being full to bursting with Joshua’s manhood, but to have it be so deep inside me that it was literally knocking on my cervix.
    I stared up into his beautiful faded green eyes and couldn’t get over the reality that this was actually happening.  Joshua Blake was fucking me, my tool of a stepbrother had metamorphosed into the hottest, sexiest, most beautiful man in my world.
    Sexier than Zac Efron, Brad Pitt, and Nick Jonas put together.
    And hello, he was right here, his sexy, tight, bulging body on top of me.
    Joshua was staring into my eyes, really staring into my eyes.
    And then he leaned down and kissed me.
    One of those deep, soft, slow kisses.
    My mind, my heart and soul were under a blissful, peaceful spell.
    My body, though, was pulsing, vibrating, shuddering like I had a live electrical wire in my hand. 
    Joshua’s breaths came hard and ragged, his hips pumping down into me with desperate abandon. 
    “God… fuck, Cali… fuck !”
    I felt myself diving head first into the waves of glorious, swirling pleasure.  I was going to drown in it, happily drifting further and further towards the bottom of a sea of bliss, or rapture… or blow the back of my head out with the almightiest of all orgasms.
    I swear I heard Ain’t No Mountain High Enough as I clutched onto Joshua with my arms, my legs, my wet, quivering sex. The chorus played not just once while we were mattress bouncing our way to the promised land, but three times in a row.
    Was I have auditory delusions, or were we having such great sex God was playing a 1960s soul/pop hit directly into my brain.
    “Cali,” Joshua said, breathing like he’d just run a marathon.  “Do you hear that?”
    I looked up at him in surprise.  “ Ain’t No Mountain High Enough ?” 
    He nodded.  “Yeah.  It’s creepy.”
    It wasn’t creepy, but if he could hear it, then it wasn’t just in my head, and it had to be coming from somewhere.
    And then it hit me.
    My phone.
    That was mom’s personal ringtone.
    In my orgasmic state of grace, I’d lost all control of my body and mind, and had forgotten that that was mom’s ringtone.
    I reached over and snagged my iPhone from my bedside table, clicked on my missed calls and found three of the suckers, and they were all from mom.
    She’d left one message.
    So I clicked on it.  I also clicked to put it on speakerphone.
    “Cali, why aren’t you picking up?  Are you in bed again?” Okay, that made me feel all kinds of guilty.  Joshua’s cock throbbed inside me, making me groan. 
    “Well, I just called because your father and I decided we’re missing you and your brother, and since you only get a few weeks break before you have to go back to school, and we’ll have months to honeymoon while you’re gone… we’re cutting our honeymoon short.”
    What?
    “We’ll be home tomorrow.”
    Joshua stared into my eyes in disbelief.
    “Shit,” we said in chorus.
     
    ***The End***
     
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