Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

Emma pulled herself close to Mike. Wrapping herself up behind him she undulated with him in time to the music and inhaled deeply, thoroughly enjoying the way he smelled. It was a mixture of sweat, cologne, and sex. “You smell so good… Master,” she whispered.

One hand reaching behind him, Mike wrapped it around her waist and squeezed her close, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of Missy’s massive breasts pushing against his chest, while Emma’s pushed into his back.

Mixing and matching through the night, the seven of them continued to dance for several hours. As the DJ switched formats from a club mix to something slower, Mike was lead on to the dance floor by Missy.

She pulled him close and laid her head on his shoulder, the slow music washing over them.

“This was nice,” she said finally.

“Yeah, it was,” he replied in agreement.

“Hard to believe,” she said cryptically.

He pulled back and glanced at her. “What?”

“What?” she asked.

“What’s hard to believe?” he asked.

“Oh,” she grinned. “It’s just that you used to be such an annoying little shit.”

“And you’re saying I’m not an annoying little shit anymore?” he enquired.

“Well, you’re hardly little anymore,” she said, her hand squeezing his ass.

Jumping slightly, Mike blushed.

“New pussy here, step right up, step right up.”

“What?” she asked. “Am I not allowed to hit on one of my friend’s little brothers?”

Mike chuckled and forced himself to relax.

Danni and Matt made a pass by them on the floor, and Danni winked and mouthed, “Bad Boy” at him.

He blushed again and turned back to Missy. “I used to have a crush on you,” he said, hoping to change the topic.

Missy giggled and smiled. “Yeah, I know. I remember you trying to sneak peeks of me when I was changing, and in the shower…”

“In the pool, any time you had something skimpy on,” he finished.

It was her turn to blush. “I guess that I’m glad that I could be part of your spank bank.”

Mike nearly choked as he burst out a laugh of surprise, briefly losing time with the song and stumbled to catch up.

“So… you’re saying I’m not part of your spank bank?” she asked.

“Was she? Lemme go check, I’ll be right back.”

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“I’ll take that as a yes,” she said with a smile. “I’ve got something else to admit though.”

Mike was grateful for a final change of subject and nodded at her to continue. “What’s that?” he asked.

“Ever since our little nude hot tub party, I’ve thought about you a few times.”

Mike thought for a second about what she was getting at.

“Seriously dumb-ass?”

Seeing the looking of slight confusion on his face, she giggled and spun in time with the music.

“I mean, when I masturbated, silly,” she said, and Mike tripped over her feet, stumbling and finally falling with a loud thwack to the floor.

“Easy out there buddy.” the DJ said over the speaker, and several people in the club erupted in laughter.

Mike, trying to salvage what little pride he had left, picked himself up and held his hands out to Missy, intent on finishing the dance.

“Sorry about that, stud.” she giggled as the song finished.

Spinning a final time, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and turned, pulling him from the dance floor.

“Smooth, hoss, smooth,” Matt said, as he walked up behind him.

“Eat it,” Mike said.

Another slow song came on and Mike stood, offering a hand out to Beth, who smiled andstood, heading to the floor.

“So…” she started, but was interrupted by Emma, who quickly walked up and whispered, “We’re leaving, NOW.”

“What’s the matter, Em?” Beth asked.

“No time for questions right now, just go get Matt and Sarah,” she said, but saw that Danni had already intercepted the two and was pulling them from the dance floor.

Mike, thoroughly confused, and more than a little concerned, turned and stopped Emma.

“Damnit, Em, what?” insisted Mike.

Exasperated, Emma finally gave in and turned a glare on him. “He’s here!”

“He?” Mike asked, but then it all flooded back to him, Danni, the red-head with his pants down.

“MATT,” Mike yelled, stunning his two sisters standing next to him, shocked at the thunder in his voice.

Matt, wondering why he was being pulled from the dance floor by Mike’s two eldest sisters, immediately stopped and turned, knowing the tone in Mike’s voice, and what it meant.

“Trouble,” he said, glancing at Danni.

Danni, biting her lip nervously, turned and glanced at Sarah, who took her hand.

“Where?” Mike asked, his tone solid, unmoving.

“A group of them just walked in,” Emma said.

“Mike, please, don’t…” Danni pleaded.

“Will someone clue me in?” Matt asked, finally.

“It’s the guy that…” Beth started and glanced at Danni, who already had tears ringing her eyes.

Mike turned a look on Matt that stunned him.

“Don’t worry, bro, I’ve got your back,” Matt said.

Satisfied, Mike headed for the door. He had to make sure that he and Matt got the girls out, hopefully the Red-Head wouldn’t notice and they could slip away where Mike could calm down somewhere else.

As the girls followed them through the throngs of people, Mike exited the club followed by Matt, Danni, Missy, Sarah, and Beth. Mike turned and took a quick head count once they were out. “Emma?”

“Shit!” Matt said, hoping Emma’s fiery temper hadn’t gotten her into trouble.

“How the hell did she slip away?” Mike asked, heading back inside, followed by Matt.

He spotted her quickly. The Red-Head had seen them, had been watching them in fact, with his five friends.

“Come on Dwayne, just let her go so we can go drink and find some bitches,” one of the Red-Head’s friends said to him.