Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

She slowly raised her hand and ran it through his hair, then leaned in as both her hands went to his face. She gently grasp the sides of his head, pulling him close, while easing him backwards onto the bed, her body moving atop his. Her lips pressed against his, and he lay there stunned for a second as he allowed her to kiss him, her tongue playing along his lips, trying to find a way inside.

She began to feel him returning her kiss, and as he did, she felt a wave of excitement. He finally wrapped her up in his strong arms and pulled her close. Her breasts pressed into his chest and she felt his strong chest muscles pushing back into her.

He ran a hand along her back and surprised her when he began to squeeze her butt, cupping one of her cheeks and gently kneading it in his hand. She decided to let him continue, shocking them both. His other hand came up, and she lifted herself a bit to allow him to move his arm between them.

‘What the hell are you doing?’ she asked herself. ‘He can grab your boobs now!’

She gasped, as he did indeed begin to grope her breasts, his hand roaming around over the top and front of her shirt. She began to feel flushed again, light headed. Without any thought of it, her body shifted its position on top of him as her legs parted, and her crotch settled over his own.

‘He’s turning you on, dummy,’ she thought, as her pelvis ground into his.

She sighed happily, as he continued to fondle her breasts, his free hand still massaging her butt. She pushed her tongue deep into his mouth, feeling him suck on it and then pushing his own into hers. She loved the way it felt as she ran her tongue along it, the way her lips wrapped around it when gently sucking it.

He suddenly broke the kiss, and she pushed herself up, which put most of her weight and more pressure bearing down on his now engorged meat.

“I’m so sorry, Beth.” he said, suddenly afraid that he’d crossed a line.

She backpedaled herself, slightly embarrassed but not sorry as he had said he was, then said, “No, it’s my fault, I shouldn’t have…”

He began to apologize again, but she crawled off of him and stood, then calmly but quickly walked from the room. Soon afterward, he heard her door close.

“Nice going, shithead, we could have had her. Why have you got to keep opening your stupid mouth, right at the beginning of bedding the only one we haven’t had yet? Tell me which of your brain cells keeps bringing you up short so I can go and pull the fucking nerve ending it uses for a firing plug until….”

‘Shut up,’ Mike thought, and crashed back into his pillow.

The evening passed and Beth hadn’t come out of her room. Mike eventually went back downstairs, vowing to talk to her later.

He stopped at the door to the kitchen and looked around. Sarah was standing in the washroom, on the telephone with someone, a friend of hers probably. He glanced over to the living room. Danni and Emma were lying on the couch together, watching some stupid reality TV show.

‘Payback time,’ he thought smiling, and headed for the washroom.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“Wait a second, what? This is my…”

‘Trust me,’ he thought.

“Yeah, we’re doing fine,” Sarah said, talking to someone Mike couldn’t make out. “We just got back from a trip to the Cayman Islands, the first vacation we’ve had in years.”

Her back was to him as she was loading clothes into the washing machine one at a time, and seemed too preoccupied to notice as he entered. He smiled to himself, and slowly crept forward.

“No, I’m not single anymore, really,” she said, causing Mike to smile. “Not exactly,” she said, “it’s more of a ‘friends with benefits’ kind of thing. Real close friends. Well, more than friends actually. But we haven’t actually defined it.”

She laughed as whoever was on the other end of the phone said something in response to all the ‘friends with benefits’ comments. It was probably her best friend Sally. He crept up a little closer and had soon taken up a position directly behind her. He reached forward and wrapped his arms around her, cupping both of her breasts in his hands, squeezing gently.

She jumped slightly, startled at his touch. She turned and glared at him as he fondled her through her shirt. Covering the phone with her hand, she shot him a ‘don’t fuck with me right now’ look and whispered, “Knock it off.” Then she turned back away to continue her work and conversation.

Mike ignored her, and then pointed at the phone.

“Yeah, I’m still here,” she said, still trying to wave him off. “I’m just folding clothes.”

He reached up and under her shirt and grabbed her breasts, her nipples quickly hardening at his touch.

“No, it’s no one you know,” she said to Sally, “He’s just a really good fuck.”

Mike chuckled at it all, and then ran a hand along her stomach towards her shorts. She pushed backwards against him, trying to get him off of her, but he didn’t relent, pushing his hand into her pants and causing her to bite her lip as he began to finger her now wet cunt.

“Mmmhmm,” she said into the phone. “He’s got a real nice cock, nice size too,” she said. “No, I not going to share him,” she giggled at the extended lie, and thought, ‘Not with you anyway.’

Mike smiled, gently pulling her shorts down and pulling her ass towards him.

“Look at that ass. Stick it in her.”

‘Patience,’ he thought.

“The trip was great though, lots of fun. Mike planned the whole thing.” She was concentrating as hard as she could, trying to focus on the phone and not her evil little brother. He had his pants down now, and the beast was out of its cage.

Just slip it in, gently.