Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

The others were rolling with laughter as she sprinted after him, who wasn’t quite ready for her to move as quickly as she did and surprisingly, caught up and tackled him. Mike, being bigger and stronger, quickly stood as he picked her up and tossed her into the pool, massive breasts and all.

Megan came up sputtering, laughing and waving her finger at Mike. “I’m gonna get you for that, you fucker, just you wait.”

Mike just smiled and shrugged, then picked up his beer, and headed back to throw the ball back and forth with Matt.

As he did, he glanced over at Susan. The poor girl looked like she wasn’t comfortable in her own skin, but she was actually mildly attractive. She was laughing shyly as she sat next to Beth and tried to look like she was having fun.

“With some make up maybe, or a paper bag.”

‘Be nice.’ Mike thought as he glanced over. She had decent sized breasts, not nearly as large as Beth’s, and closer to Danni’s, he quickly decided. Her face was pretty, but not beautiful, but she looked like she knew it, and had settled for that. Mike felt a little sad for her.

“Maybe she’d get prettier if you stick your dick in her.”

Mike ignored it and threw the football back to Matt.

The back door opened, and the rest of the party guests came out; Paul, Ashley, Emma, Sarah and Sally. Paul waved at Mike as Emma handed him a beer and moved to head over to the deck chairs, stripping off her top and shorts, revealing her blue bikini and incredible edible ass.

“Hey there Em,” Matt called. “Nice ass, babe.”

Emma didn’t turn but lifted a hand, presenting her middle finger to him. “Keep talking and you’ll get another ass kicking before the night even settles in.”

“As long as it’s your ass doing the kicking,” Matt called.

Paul and Mike both laughed and headed over to the grill, followed by Matt. Mike clicked it on and sat his beer down, the fire roaring to life. He turned all four burners on in order to cook off the remnants of the last barbecue, and to prepare the grill.

“Matt, Paul. Paul, Matt,” Mike said simply, introducing the two men to each other. “This is Ashley’s big brother, Emma’s date from last night.”

“Oh damn, man,” Matt said quickly, beginning to apologize. “I’m sorry, Emma is like a sister to me, I didn’t mean anything.”

Paul shook his hand and glanced back over to the girls. “Well, she does have a nice ass. What can you do.”

“Though if she was related, I think I’d be fuckin’ my sister,” Matt said, causing all three of them to burst out laughing.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Mike laughed harder than he should have at the irony of the statement, heading inside to get the meat that Beth had prepared. He reached into the fridge and grabbed the hamburger patties and the racks of ribs and quickly headed out back. Paul was talking to Matt about his football days, obviously a fan of the sport.

As the afternoon progressed, Mike made an effort to keep watching his sisters. It wasn’t hard to do, and he would have been doing just that even if he wasn’t trying to get Paul to notice his stares.

Then Ashley came over, clad in her tiny bikini from the other night and planted a kiss on Mike. Paul chuckled and turned away as Mike squeezed her and let her go. Then watched the goofy little thing head back to her deck chair.

“So, is she your real sister?” Matt asked, “Cuz I don’t see the resemblance, no offense.”

“None taken,” Paul said. “I favor our dad, she favors mom, but yeah, she’s all mine. She’s annoying, I know, but she’s loyal and sweet. She sure does have a thing for Mike, though.” Then laughed and added, “Always has.”

“Sexy too,” Matt said playfully, “Just kidding man. I can take some getting used to, I know.”

Paul waved the thought away. “I’ve had plenty of friends that helped me when my ass kicking meter was running low.”

Matt laughed and nodded his agreement. “Hey, that’s me, dude.”

Mike closed the lid to the grill after he finished coating the meat in sauce. Then Emma stood and came over to lean in close to Mike. “Move the grill over so you can ogle us easier,” she whispered into his ear.

Mike nodded, silently berating himself for not thinking of that, and began rolling the grill closer to the girls, which did vastly improve the view.

‘Where were you on that one?’ he thought to the voice.

“I’m still ogling Megan’s titties, I mean seriously man, look at those damn things. They have their own weather system! Missy ain’t bad either; I think I’ll make you go jiggle them.”

The guys continued their conversation, mostly about sports, but occasionally one would comment on one of the girls. They seemed to all be getting more comfortable commenting on each of their buddy’s sisters while they were standing right there. But cautiously, as each was a little wary that the other two would say something, or even get upset.

“Did he tell you about what happened last night?” Paul asked.

Matt cocked his head, suddenly curious. “What? Did he fuck a tranny?”

Laughing again, Paul shook his head and recounted what happened the previous night.

“Well, shit, I wish I’d been there. Would’ve been fun beating the crap outta that ass-hat,” Matt said.

Mike kept his eyes on the girls when he could, only taking them off when he had to check the meat.

Emma stood and came around toward the men at the grill, passing them and heading to the other side of the pool; her ass swinging back and forth seductively as she walked away from them, all three men watching her every move.

Mike thought he saw Paul glance over at him as he watched his sister, but wasn’t sure, but he was careful not to take his eyes off of Emma’s ass. But that wasn’t hard.

He began to feel weird, wanting some guy to catch him ogling his own sister. The thought crossed his mind, that he could be a good case study for any psych student.

Emma went around and began to stretch, apparently needing to loosen up her muscles for the difficult task of jumping around in the pool; bending way over, her legs wide apart and careful to flex her ass, her barely covered pussy facing directly at the men from behind.

“Damn,” Mike said, at length.

The girls all decided to follow Emma’s lead at that point, and just as she dove in, her magnificent ass covered by surface of the water, the others ran and all jumped in behind her, leaving the three men back on the edge of the pool.

An uncomfortable silence followed, and Mike desperately wished that Matt would jump in the pool with the girls, so that he could get this awkward conversation with Paul over with.

As the meat slowly cooked, the girls splashed around in the pool and the day grew long. Their guests were having a fun time and Mike was enjoying himself, but he was still nervous about figuring out just how to broach the topic of incest with Paul. Finally, the food was done and Mike and Beth served their ribs and burgers on the patio table.

Beth grabbed a paper plate as Mike cut a few ribs off for her, heaping them onto her plate as she grabbed a drink and some chips.