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Step Sis

By: kishan



My Father married for the second time after the death of my mother. I had not liked it so my father as put me in a boarding school. After a few years of studying in one of his visits my father had come along with my sister – sorry Step Sister. She was still a baby and I was nearly 11. That was the first an last time I saw her. 

Now I am 30 running a successful business and was also engaged to my boss's very pretty, sexy daughter, Namita. 

Few days back I received a call from my step-mom informing me about the untimely death of my father. She told me that I had to meet them due to some paper works. Therefore I decided to go and see them. 

I few to Ahmedabad. In the airport I was received by my step-mom. She had become weak and really tired and I felt sorry for her. I reached my father's bungalow. It was really big and showed its richness. My father had really made good money and had built a real big, rich mansion with 7-star facilities. 

I was escorted to my room. I took a quick wash and decided to talk a walk around. It was a beautifully furnished place. As I walked around I saw a huge family photo with my late father, step-mom and step-sister. I called one of the servant's and enquired about my step-sis and was informed that she was nearly 20 now and was out and would be back any moment. 

Very soon my step-mom asked for me and I went to meet her. Even though I had never liked her I had all the respect as she had taken care of my father and also she was old. She explained to me about my father's death. She told me that my signatures were required as I was the son of the family for the property, share and other financial transaction and transfers. She also praised me for doing well in my business. She told me to rest for the day and informed me that the lawyer would be there tomorrow morning to complete the required formalities. I agreed and took her blessings and went back to my room. 

I took of my t-shirt and jeans and pulled my undies. My 6" cock looked pale. I pulled my Jockey boxer shorts and put them on. I switched on some music and asked one of the servants to get me a drink. The servant came in with trolley with scotch and vodka, ice and some soda and water. I being a vodka lover made a drink for myself. I saw the servant glaring at me. I was really happy that my physic enamored the male servant. I was around 5. 8, fair, hairy chest, broad shoulders and a muscular body. When I looked back at the servant he smiled at me and walked out. 

I relaxed on the sofa, the music was on. I slowly sipped my vodka and started to think about Namita. Slowly my COCK began to grow and my pre-cum started to flow wetting my shorts. I was least bothered as I was alone and there was no one around. I was suddenly woken up by a young female voice, "Hi". I opened my eyes to see my step-sis standing right in front of me. 

Sushma is 8 years younger than I. Sushma is a slight woman in her mid forties, about 5'-3", very fair, with oval face, long brown hair and brown eyes. She was chewing a gum, and her red lipstick stood out. 

I regained my composure, "I Sushma, how are you" I asked. She gave me a naughty smile as she had see me in a compromising position. 

"I am ok, How are you? Hope you are comfortable?" she asked as eyes traveled across my body. 

"Oh Yeah" I said

She is wearing a thin white shirt and her lacy back bra was clearly visible. Her tits were rather big but firm. She was wearing a leather skirt, not very short but good enough to expose her nice, smooth legs and thighs. 

"Well, won't you offer you sisy a drink" she asked as I was appreciating her beauty. 

"Oh Yeah" I said and made a drink for her. She came forward and bent to pick her glass. The top halves of her lovely breasts were clearly visible. My COCK was now really hard and creating a tent... I was trying to push it back. She was watching all this through the corner of her eyes and sipping her drink. 

We talked about many subjects but all through I was totally amazed by my step-sis. She looked gorgeous, sexy, and bitchy and like a real sex-machine. Therefore I decided not un-necessarily control myself and therefore stopped controlling my ragging COCK. 


During the conversation she made it very clear that she was not ready to accept me as her bother. She told me that we were just friends. I agreed with her opinion or rather I was very happy too agree with her. 

As she saw me twisting my neck a bit she asked me whether I wanted a massage and I nodded. She came from behind and started to massage my shoulders and neck. Her hands were really soft and warm. 

I closed me eyes and relaxed as Sushma mashed my shoulders and neck... slowly she ran her fingers over my chest teasing my nipples which became hard and erect... she played there for a while, "Are you married?" she asked and I said "No, not yet" I did not tell her about my engagement with Namita. 

After some time she again questioned,

"Do you have ladies working in your office?" My eyes were still closed as I nodded affirmatively. 

"Are there any pretty ones?" she asked again. I smiled and nodded, "Yeah... a few... really pretty" I said. 

"ohh... can I ask you something very personal?" she asked and I nodded

"Do you have any affair any of these girls?" she asked and I said "No"... she felt a bit happy with my answer and continued to massage

"Do you know something... you are much prettier and sexier then the gals in my office" I said still my eyes closed... I could feel her hands shivering a bit... I am sure she was blushing "Oh... thanks" she said. She was still massaging my neck and shoulders and also running her finger tips across my chest... due to this my COCK grew to it full length and was fully up and erect... nearly bursting out of my shorts... I could feel the pre-cum wetting my COCK and shorts... am I am sure Sushma had noticed this. 

"Well... looks like you are creating a major problem for me" I said pressing my hard-on... I could feel more pre-cum flow and wet my shorts

"I am sorry for this" she said and withdrew herself from massaging and started to walk out of my room. I sprang out of the sofa and caught her hands, "Hey... I am sorry I did not mean to offend you" I said... she looked at me and blushed, "No you have not offended... I was feeling a bit uneasy too" She said still blushing

I gave a good look at her and could see her erect nipples had made a clear mark on her shirt and I was sure she was creaming between her legs. 

I slowly put my hands around her slim waist, "Hey do not worry... this happens... " and hugged her... even she put her hand around my waist and hugged me... her soft tits pressed and I could feel her perky nipples... 

"ooohhhhhh... " She withdrew... and moved a step back... I was taken aback... she was looking at her skirt and wiping it with her hand, "Your... " She said an stopped and was blushing... it was my PRE-CUM wet shorts... which has stained her skirt... "Hey I am sorry" I said and she nodded and was still blushing. 

I noticed that she's breathing deeply and averting her eyes from looking at me. It appeared that she is having trouble dealing with the new stimulation between us. I did not want to stand in front of her so I walked back the sofa... 

"It looks pretty wet & stained and I can't walk out like this" she said and I nodded... Without a second though Sushma pulled down her skirt... and tore of her shirt and threw it at me. I was stunned by her action. She was now standing in front of me in her tight, lacy black bra and a pink lacy panty... I could see her pubic hair, as her panty was pretty wet. She walked towards me... stood right in front of me... her huge tits was pushing against her bra... she slowly undid her bra and it feel on my lap... her lovely tits with pinkish, perky nipples was fully free... She kneaded and massaged her melons and was pinching her erect nipples... 

I grabbed her by her ass... and kissed her lovely belly-button... "mmmmmm... " She moaned... I stood up and our lips met... her went round my neck... her tits crushed against chest... my erect manhood was pressing against belly... 

As we kissed her left hand moved towards my COCK... she stated to rub it... and my pre-cum was flowing limitlessly... she broke away from my kiss... and kneeled before me... pulled my shorts... 

My Erect, Sticky COCK sprang out... her finger encircled my manhood and she began to move back & forth... my pre-cum was flowing endlessly, her fingers got wet... she gave me a hungry look... she like a pussycat licked her pre-cum coated fingers and slowly inserted my COCK into her sweet mouth... 

It was like heaven... my COCK was moving in & out of Sushma's hot mouth and her tongue was moving like a serpent all over my COCK... she pushed me on the sofa... and started to lick my balls... my COCK and Balls were drenched with her saliva and my pre-cum... 

After nearly 20 minutes of eating & licking my COCK... she came up... licking my navel, nipples and planted a deep kiss on my lips... her lips were sticky and her mouth salty with my pre-cum... 

She was still in her panty... which was now really soaked with her juices... I touched her pussy and she moaned, "Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhh... " and I slowly slide her panty... She sat on the sofa... spread her legs inviting me to eat her up... 

I started by kissing she soft, smooth thighs... I licked her juices which had over flown from her Pussy... Her pussy lips were swollen and was quivering with anticipation... I touched them and let out a moan... I could see her biting her lips... 

I lifted her and took her to the bed... I lay her down on her back and she spread her legs wide. I maneuvered in so I was face to face with her wonderful cunt. As I started licking up and down, it opened invitingly. She tasted great, she smelled so clean and fresh; but I could also smell the aroma of her pussy juice; she was dripping wet and quivering. As I ate her pussy she shivered and moaned loudly and I sensed that she was about to come I opened my mouth to catch her CUM... she was pulling the bed-sheet and with aloud shout... she poured her nectar... I tried to catch up as much as possible and licked her pussy and thighs clean... 

I slide up to her face and kissed her lips... she inserted her tongue into my mouth and licked my lips to taste her CUM... I was now fingering her pussy... and her hands were around my COCK... 

"I want you to fuck you Shushma, I want you to fuck your really Good, Hard and Deep", I said... I asked her to wrap her legs around my waist and looked at her. I placed my Erect COCK in front of her lovely pussy and started to insert... she gave a moan... I teased her and very soon my full erect length was... deep inside her, I began to fuck her, slowly at first then deeper, harder, faster. She was crying out "fuck me, fuck me hard", I was ramming her pussy with full force... and very soon with a loud cry she came for the second time... my COCK was still HARD... 

I asked her to eat my COCK again... I felt my prick twitch and knew I was going to come, I told her, she stopped sucking and leaned backwards, I stood up in front of her wanking myself, my first jet of spunk hit her on the face, she had her mouth open and some of it went inside, the rest I shot over her tits, there was so much, it seemed to go on and on. I fell backwards onto the bed, Sushma got up from the bed and she pressed her spunk covered tits into my chest, she took hold of my still throbbing prick, spunk was still oozing out and she kissed me - a deep passionate kiss!

She soon vanished into the bathroom and I lay on the bed fully exhausted... very soon she came to me and told me that she is going o her room and walked away. I took my sticky, exhausted body the bath room and took a shower... went back and finished my drink... 

But Sushma still was Hungry... for my COCK... it was around 11. 30 in the night I heard the door open and saw Sushma standing there. 

She walked to me and said, "Come with me?" 

"Where Sushma?" I asked but she remained silent and took me hand pulled me along

"Come with me please" She led me upstairs into her bedroom. She gently pushed him on the bed. 

She unbuttoned her night gown, and deftly pulled it off, letting it fall to the floor. She had nothing underneath except her panty... her body was looking fresh and ready to be eaten. 

My hands went lower, tracing her hips and the small of her back, sliding underneath the elastic of her underwear. He slid her panty down, laying her on the bed. Gently pulling them off of her, he tossed the rest of the clothes into the pile. My fingers traced around her areola. And she could feel as the nipple started to harden. She closed her eyes, losing herself in the feelings 

"Roll over. " I said

She wasn't sure why he was asking her to do this, she was already aroused, she could feel her wetness already oozing from her thighs. "Why?" 

"Just Do it?" 

She turned over, letting her weight fall onto her hands and knees. My fingers probed her wetness once more and slowly I started to concentrate on her tight, pink, ass-hole!!

It was unexpected, but she felt her pussy begin to gush even more. 

"I am going to go in... you lovely Ass-Hole" I said 

"Go in... but... " I stopped her say anything... "So not worry... I will take care... " I said

"Oh god! Please be careful... it is still untouched... please... " She kept saying

It was so tight, so I pulled some cream from the dressing table and applied it around her lovely ass-hole... and started to push further. "Are you doing Ok?" I asked her

"Ye-yes. I-I'm fine. " She hissed. 

"You're so good baby, so very good. " 

I knew she was getting a little jittery therefore I began to rub her clit, and she went wild, and at the same time I was shoving my cock further into her rear. 

Very Soon I was inside... and felt like heaven... I began to ass-fuck... Out and in, out and in; again, and again and finally... 

"Oh God!" I signed and Shushma was moaning and crying loudly and seconds later I filled her Ass-hole with my CUM

I slowly pulled my lame COCK out... and she collapsed on the bed... some of my CUM oozed out of her Ass-hole wetting the sheets... I slowly bent and kissed her lips and she responded... we hugged each other and rested for a few minutes... 

Nearly after 10 minutes... she got up and went back to the bathroom to clean herself... I slowly pulled my cloths and went downstairs... back to my bed

I extended my stay by another two days... helped my Step-Mom in her paper work and also helped my Step-Sis... in her Sexual work and fantasies... and few back... I could feel that my COCK was still hard... for my STEP-SIS... 

Love...

Step Sis



We'd only been brother and sister for three years when I found out just what a slut my sister was. (Much to my benefit!)

Ok - step sister, not my real sister. She was the same age as me, a few months younger - so kind of like twins but from different mothers and fathers. 

I remember the first day she moved in. The look she gave me was "loser!" I was kind of a nerd. I'm good at school, and not very athletic. I read a lot, was in the drama department. She was popular, a cheerleader, and not so good at school. (Well, B's where I got straight A's.) Traci was also hot. I mean, okay - yeah, I noticed. At fifteen, how could I not? She was already, like 5' 4" and getting breasts. She had nice legs, too. Smooth, shapely. Nice ass. Wrong of me to look, but I did, from time-to-time.

Anyhow - school was out. We just finished graduation, and I was looking at college, while Traci was looking at??? I don't know. Leeching off our folks for a while before deciding what she wanted to do. She used to piss me off. She just seemed to get whatever she wanted, while I had to beg for everything. We didn't really fight, but we weren't really close, either. I had my group of friends, she had her popular group to hang out with.

I was home alone. It was hot, so I had gone for a swim before cleaning the pool like I was asked. I went inside, had some lemonade, and did what I usually do when home alone: I got on my computer and looked at porn. I loved it! I especially love girl-girl stuff, good stuff, classy stuff. And it is so available for free, I spend hours, sometimes, jerking off in my room.

Well, I was there, watching some vids I'd downloaded, and was sitting back stroking my cock when I heard: "Whatcha doing?"

I just about had a heart attack!

I jumped up, almost falling down as I tried to pull my trunks up and hide my erection, and there was Traci standing in my doorway, smiling like she'd pulled a good one on me.

"N-nothing," I lied. Lame, but shit - I was embarrassed! My heart was hammering in my chest, and I was shaking.

Traci just smiled and stepped into my room. "Liar," she said.

"Well - okay. I was... looking at porn," I admitted. My hard on didn't go down, and I was dying of embarrassment, doing my best to hide it.

"I know," she said and sat on the edge of my bed. "I saw you." She smiled at me again. 

Damn! If she wasn't my sister... 

"I've seen you do it before," she said and laughed. 

I was floored! "Wh-what?"

She waved her hands at me. "Oh, don't get all defensive. It's perfectly natural. It's alright! In fact, it's fun and kind of sexy..."

She was calling me sexy? In any way? Plus, this was weird. I mean, she is my sister...

Traci cocked her head and her eyes went to the bulge in my trunks. The sounds of moans came from my computer as the girls on the video went down on each other. I forgot to turn off the sound!

Traci giggled. "Don't let me stop you," she said and scooted back on my bed, making herself comfortable. "I like to watch you. It was kind of 'naughty', spying on you and all. But, I got off watching you jerk until you came."

I swallowed as my dick began to throb, begging to be touched. This was too much!

"In fact," Traci said with a sexy grin, "I may just join you."

Without another word, Traci pulled her panties off from under her skirt and dropped them next to my bed. I stared like an idiot, and Traci pulled up her skirt, showing me her pussy. She kept it shaved, with just a patch down the center. I'd seen her before, getting in or out of the shower. Traci didn't always close the door all the way when she took a shower. (We had to share a bathroom which lead to a lot of fights over who's stuff gets to go where, leaving clothes around, and all that.)

"Trace..." I started to say. My mouth was dry.

"C'mon," she said and gave me a wicked smile as she lightly stroked her pussy. She pulled her lips apart, and showed me the glistening pink inside. "I know you want to. I know you want to jerk off for me right now," she said.

The thing is, I did want to! I wanted to so bad it was throbbing in my cock with every beat of my heart! Fuck the fact that she was my step sister.

Traci curled up against my pillows, pushing deeper into them as she settled down on my bed. She spread her legs wider, enjoying my hungry stare, as she teased her pussy with her fingers.

"Do you like my pussy?" she asked coyly.

I swallowed. "Y- yes..." I managed to say.

Traci smiled more seductively, increasing the pressure her fingers were giving her pussy lips, rubbing over her clit. She half-closed her eyes and moaned slightly. "C'mon, Jase - " she urged. "I've seen you do it. I've watched you before, stroking that cock of yours, totally getting into it... C'mon, bro - show me. I want to see it!" She writhed slightly as she slid one finger into her pussy. "I've seen you shoot your cum all over your belly. Or into a tissue. Such a waste!" She laughed. 

My heart beating so hard I almost shook, I felt my hand slide down to my trunks. Traci's eyes followed, eager, urging, forcing. I slipped one hand into my trunks, closing it around my dick. I had used some hand lotion, and it was still slightly lubricated. Fuck! It felt so good!

""That's it," Traci sighed. She rubbed her pussy harder, driving me crazy with lust. "That's it, brother - do it! Show it to me! That much, at least. Just - let me see it all hard and sticking out."

I lowered my trunks, letting my hard on stand up on it's own.

Traci grinned and scooted closer to the edge of the bed.

Traci was hot. Shit - my own sister - step sister - was a knockout, who was I kidding? She was hot when I was a gawky fifteen and she was fifteen. She already had breasts, and great legs. She was only like 5' 4", and maybe 115 lbs? A 34 B, maybe? Fuck - with my non-experience with girls, really, what did I know?

"It's so purple," Traci said. It was like she was hungry or something, the way she said it. "Touch it, Jase. Touch it for me! Please?"

I put one fist around my shaft. Damn, but it felt good! So good. And then, I slowly stroked it. Fuck! Fuck! It felt so good to do this!

"Yes!" Traci gasped and she slid her fingers into her pussy as she sat on the edge of my bed, watching me stroke my shaft; watching me while I watched her.

"Come here, Jase" she moaned, getting into it. "Closer. I want to see it! I want to watch, close up."

I found myself stepping closer. I stroked it slow, letting her enjoy watching as my hand went all the way to the base of my shaft, then back up to the rim. Her eyes were totally on my cock, now. She watched like she was entranced. I felt - sexy. For the first time in my life, I was having a girl watch me stroke my cock!

"Mmmmm," Traci moaned. Just the sound of her voice, deep and sexy, almost made me cum right there! "That's it, Jase... Just like that. Yeah, slow... like I'm sucking it..."

Sucking my cock? I gasped as I came, my cum spattering all over Traci's skirt. It spattered her arm and hand, too, and she laughed.

I felt ashamed. I felt like she was laughing at me because I just came.

""Oh, Jase!" she said excitedly. "That was soo hot! Oh my god..." she closed her eyes and brought herself off as I stood there, my cock dripping cum, starting to droop as I became self-conscious. " Yes, yes, yes..." she sighed and quivered, shoving two fingers deep inside her pussy. She seemed to totally forget I was there.

I felt like a dope. But when Traci opened her eyes, she did so slowly, like she was coming out of a dream, or like she was high or something.

"Oh, Jase..." she said, and smiled again. "That was hot! I want to do that again! And soon!" she said and laughed as my dick began to harden again.

I was totally confused. And kind of pissed. And incredibly turned on! More than I had ever known.

Traci looked at the cum drops on her arm and hand, and she rubbed my cum into her skin. My dick was fully erect again, and there was cum on the tip of my cock that was getting ready to drip on the floor. Traci leaned forward, putting her hand that was still sticky with her pussy juices on me, and wrapped her fist around my shaft.

"Oh yeah, Jason! That's it! Mmmmm..." Traci slowly squeezed as she drew her fist up, and the cum in my shaft spilled out of the head of my dick and dribbled on her hand and down the back of her hand. Traci got a wicked look on her face and stroked my cock again, forcing more cum out of my dick.

I moaned, and felt a need to lean against something. It was hard to stand there like that!

"Oh, bad boy wants to get off again?" Traci asked, smiling. She stroked again, and spat on my cock to lubricate it. Her fist closed more firmly, and she stroked my own cum up and down my shaft with her hand. It felt so fucking good!

I could only nod, and moaned again as she stroked again, mercilessly.

'What do you want, Jason?" she asked in a low, husky voice. "What do you want?"

"I want - to cum," I gasped out. "Again."

Traci laughed sexily. She had me totally at her mercy, and she loved it!

"You want what?" she asked again, and closed her fist tighter, almost too tight, right under the rim of my shaft.

"I want - to cum again," I said louder.

"You want what?" she asked, lightening her grip slightly, then stroking my cock faster, spitting on it some more. God! Her fist was driving me crazy whenever it slipped over the head of my dick!

"I want to cum again!" I said, loud and clear.

Traci stroked me faster, jerking me as she used her other hand on her own pussy. "That's better," she said. "I'd hate for there to be any confusion. But what you're really saying..." she said as she switched hands, spreading her wetness down my shaft as well, "... is that you want to cum while being jerked off by your sister, isn't that it?" She twisted her fist as she pulled it over the head of my shaft, making me writhe as I leaned against the desk, getting weak in the knees. I was getting ready to pop!

"Y- yes," I said.

"What?"

"Y-yes!"

"Yes, what, Jason?" she asked, stroking me harder and faster, knowing I was about to cum.

"I want to cum while I'm jerked off by my sis!" I yelled as I jizzzed all over her hand. Traci was good, she felt my orgasm just as I shot off, and closed her fist to control the jizz cumming out. Still, the sudden pressure made me cum with a small "spack!" sound, and cum spattered on me and on her face and clothes. I came hard, several good pumps of cum, like I had never cum before.

Traci's hand slowly released the pressure, and tons of goo flowed out, covering her fist and my dick.

"Oooo, Jason!" she laughed naughtily. "Such a messy boy!" Traci stroked my shaft, slick with cum, and letting it run between her finger and down her arm. "Such a very messy boy. Mmmm...." Traci did something I'd never dreamed - not from her, though plenty of times with the girls from my fantasies! She leaned forward and wrapped her sexy lips around my shaft and began to lick my cum off my hard on! My own sister!

I trembled. I was too weak to stand, and held myself until I could scoot onto the edge of the desk to sit. But Traci followed, kneeling in front of me, between my legs, as she wrapped her mouth around my cock and sucked me clean. She lifted my shaft, and licked all the way down between my balls, lapping up all the cum she could before sitting back and licking the cum off her fingers.

I sat there, catching my breath, as my step sister sat on the edge of my bed, cleaning my cum off her hand like a cat grooming itself. And she looked pleased with herself, too!

"D-damn, Trace..." I gasped. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to think! I'd been given a hand job by a girl before, and had even been given head, but the girl took my cock out of her mouth before I came, so I wasn't a total virgin. (Though I was still a virgin when it came to that.) But those were girls from school - girls I was attracted to. Not - not my sister!

Traci looked at me, kind of like she was high. She smiled. A drop of my cum still sat at the edge of her lip, and there were a few droplets on her cheek - even her hair, as I sat there taking her in. Cum on her skirt. Cum drops on her blouse.

"I know you think I'm a total slut, Jason. I've heard you call me that behind my back. But now what do you think? Now that you've just jerked off with your sis? Do you think you're a perv?" she was half-challenging me, half-teasing.

"I don't know..." I said. "I don't know what to think." 

Traci seemed to lose some of her defensiveness, and her sexual playfulness crept back - her wickedness.

"Good!" she said. "Because it's not like we're related or anything. It's not like I'm your real sister. And besides, you've turned out kind of cute!" She laughed again. "In fact, some of the girls wondered what it would be like to fuck you. Only now, I've beaten them to it! Well, beaten you off - but, well, you know what I mean. I mean, we haven't had sex or anything..."

I was pleasantly lost. I was cute? And sexy? And - and, yeah - it's not like I'd never thought about it. But I never let myself have the fantasy. I always used something else to cover the fact that Traci did turn me on. But, the fact that we were "brother and sister" and all that, plus the ways she tormented me the past few years... 

"Admit it," Traci said. "You've watched me before, haven't you? Thought I was sexy? I've seen you spying through the door when I take my showers. Funny that I always knew what you'd be up to shortly after!" She gestured toward the computer.

I swallowed. "I admit it. I have... watched you. Yes - even gotten turned on by you. But, I mean, never... anything like... well, that."

Traci shook her head and put her hands on my face, looking at me. "Such a waste. All those nights, all that wasted cum, when right across the hall... All you had to do was sneak in, and..."

"Traci!" I gasped. Traci laughed, and I had to laugh, too, because my dick was getting hard - again!

"I knew you'd be a horn dog!" she laughed. Traci picked up her panties from beside my bed and raised them to her nose, taking a sniff. Then she rubbed them all over her pussy, getting her wetness on them, before tossing them to me with a grin. "Don't let mom find them," she said as she sauntered out of the room. "She knows what kind I wear, and I bet she'd recognize them as mine." With a final, wicked glance at me, Traci closed the door to my room, leaving me sitting there with an aching hard on and her wet panties in my hand.

I drew them to my face and inhaled. She smelled fucking sweet!

End Pt. One



Step Sis Ch. 02



A few nights went by, and I couldn't stop thinking about Traci and what we did. And I found that, rather than feel guilty (which lasted like two days), I kept getting hornier and hornier thinking about my step sis!

So, I used the Internet to seek relief. Except that now jerking off just didn't feel as good. I wanted Traci there, at least watching me, if not helping me. Or better yet, sucking me off - giving me head, for real, not just the taste I'd gotten the other day!

Frustrated and unable to sleep, I decided to go watch some cable.

Nothing much was on, so I watched some of the soft porn these stations have, but it didn't help.

I heard Traci's car pull up, and some giggling voices coming around the back, so I slipped into the shadows of the living room as Traci and her two best friends crept in the sliding door from the patio. She motioned for them to be quiet, and they sneaked down the hall to her room.

Stacy Goldman and Debbie Prichard were part of what I used to call "the unholy threesome" - meaning my sister and her two friends who teased me mercilessly through high school. Debbie, as it turned out, was the one who thought I was "cute" and got Traci to notice it, too.

I snuck outside and crept around to peek through Traci's window. Traci was slipping out of her clothes and into her sleep stuff, just a small T and panties. Stacy and Deb were already in theirs, Debbie in a bikini top and panties while Stacy matched my sister.

I was wondering what they were up to as they sat in a small triangle, and Traci pulled something out from her drawers and put it on the floor. It was a vibrator! Gold, with a black base. The girls giggled, and Traci motioned for them to keep the noise down. She got up, checked the hall, then closed and locked her door before sitting down again.

I felt myself begin to get hard. I slipped a hand down my shorts and pulled on my cock, just to kind of feel good but not intending to get off. Not unless things went the way I began to hope they would!

Stacy put her hand out, and spun the vibrator like they were playing "spin the bottle". It stopped with the tip pointing at Traci. So Traci stood up, and as the other two giggled, she wriggled out of her panties seductively, like she was a stripper. My pulse began to quicken, and I stroked myself a little harder, but was disappointed when Traci sat back down again. Then she was the one who spun, and it pointed at her again. The other two pointed, but Traci waved "No, no" and spun again. This time it pointed at Stacy.

Stacy decided to slip off her top, but she did it like she was stripping, too! Stacy has a nice, slender body. Not as big up top as Traci, but nice. And Debbie has them both beat! She was easily a D cup, and I could hardly wait until it was her turn.

Stacy spun, and it was Debbie's turn. But Deb seemed to debate whether to take off her top or her panties, when Traci reached over and began to slide Deb's panties down. Damn! But that was sexy!

I spat in my hand and slid it into my shorts to wet my cock as I began to jerk off in earnest.

Debbie teased Traci as she stood there, almost daring Traci whose face was inches from Deb's pussy. Traci smiled, and did a quick lick of Deb's thigh, and I just about died!

Debbie sat down, and when she spun, it pointed at Stacy, who slipped off her panties and was now totally nude. Stacy spun, and it pointed at herself. She waved like Traci had, but Traci and Debbie both pointed and said something I couldn't hear. I didn't need to - Stacy stood up with the vibe and kind of played with it like a cock, putting it between her breasts and sucking it like a dick. Then Traci took it from her and did something to the end and handed it back. Stacy paused, but the other two (and myself!) watched with rapt attention.

Stacy spread her legs and ran the vibe over her belly and down, down until it was over her pussy. She was shaved smooth, no hair at all. She ran the vibe between her legs, and I saw Deb kind of absently put a hand on her own breasts. Traci had one hand down between her legs, and she spread her legs with them straight out so she could play with herself more easily while Stacy used the vibe.

After like five minutes, Stacy turned the vibe off and sat down, placing it on the floor again.

Not caring, I kicked my shorts off and added more spit to my cock as I watched.

Stacy spun, and it was Debbie's turn again. Debbie slipped off her top. But, instead of spinning like I thought she would, she picked up the vibe, turned it on, and ran it over her nipples until they grew hard. I was dying!

Stacy was fingering her pussy as she watched, and Traci had one hand under her top, and the other between her legs, diddling.

After a few minutes, with Deb getting obviously worked up (I made a mental note that Deb likes her nipples played with), she spun and it pointed at Traci.

Traci, not to be outdone, slipped off her top. Her beautiful 34 B's were hanging out like ripe fruits just waiting to be picked. I longed to suck on them! She smiled and giggled as she sat on the edge of her bed, facing the other two girls, her pussy fully visible to me, and she began to toy with the vibe around her pussy. Deb and Stacy watched, entranced. Finally, finally, Traci slid the vibe into her pussy. Oh my god! I was jerking myself like crazy as I watched my sister fuck herself with the golden bullet!

I don't know if she was supposed to go that far, but Traci kept going until she orgasmed. The other two girls had watched breathlessly, and they kind of sighed together when Traci came.

I wanted her to go on, to do more. Traci sat up, and I swear she knew I was out there because she got that wicked grin on her face as she licked her juices off the vibrator. She let one hand continue to play with her pussy lightly as she did so, keeping her opened snatch where I could see it in all its sexy glory.

Stacy got up and crawled between Traci's thighs. Traci looked down at her, and placed the vibe where Stacy could suck on it like a cock. She was tasting my sister's juices from the golden bullet! I almost pressed myself against the glass, but realized I didn't want to give myself away. I didn't want to stop what was going on. This was a dream come true!

Traci pulled the vibe from Stacy's mouth, then leaned forward, her long brown hair hiding their faces as they kissed. Debbie had her legs wide apart and was fingering herself furiously! I matched her with my hungry strokes, getting ready to cum.

I swear Traci glanced at the window before sitting up and tossing the vibrator to Debbie, who kissed it before using it on her own pussy. Traci had one hand on Stacy's shoulder, and then slid it to her hair to guide Stacy's face to her moist, wet snatch.

I came. Oh my god, I couldn't take it anymore. I fucking jizzed on the bushes as Stacy began to lap at my sister's pussy. Debbie was in heaven, laying back to watch as she slid the vibe in and out if her beautiful snatch. She (unlike the other two) was not shaven, except for a bikini wax. Her mound was still hairy, but with a wonderful, sexy, golden down. 

But my eyes, my whole attention, was on watching Stacy eat Traci's snatch. Traci kept one hand on Stacy's head, pulling her in. I almost cried because Stacy's head was blocking my view of Traci's slit. Traci must have known, or suspected, because she shifted so that I could see kind of from the side as Stacy was using her tongue to lick Traci's pussy slowly from bottom to top. Long, languorous strokes of her tongue.

Traci began to shake, and couldn't take it any more. She lay back, and pulled Stacy's face tight into her crotch. Stacy ate sis like the best I'd ever seen in any vid. I watched, not even able to jerk off, as she made Traci cum. 

Just my luck, after that is when I got hard again!

I looked around, and was happy when I spotted some suntan oil out by the pool. I snuck over and put a big dollop on my cock and stroked it in. Lubrication is the best!

I snuck back, hoping to see the girls doing more, but I was out of luck. Traci was laying back on her bed, and Stacy was curled up next to her. Debbie was at the foot of the bed, kind of caressing Traci's feet. But it looked like the "lesbian action" was done for the moment.

Oh, well! Still, it beat what I was able to find earlier hands down!

Plus, it helped to get off. At least for a while.

I sat out by the pool, under the moonlight, and played with my cock, dreaming.

End Part Two



Step Sis Ch. 03



I must have dozed off.

Dope that I was (or maybe it was subconsciously deliberate?), the lounger where I was sitting was visible from Traci's bedroom window. I mostly had my back to the house, so she wouldn't really be able to see anything, but I was clearly naked. The moonlight was brighter when I woke up.

What woke me up was the feeling of something warm and slick on my cock.

I came to as a girl's hand began to slowly stroke my hardening cock with suntan oil. The hand belonged to none other than Debbie Prichard.

"I told you he had a nice cock," I heard Traci's voice say quietly. I turned my head, and there, watching as Deb gave me a hand job, were my sister and her cohort, Stacy!

"Uh - uhmmm..." I barely protested. Debbie's ministrations felt so good.

"Shhh..." Traci hushed, smiling her sexy smile. She was still topless, as was Stacy. Traci hugged Stacy close to her, and absently caressed the other girl's breasts as they watched. Stacy began to do the same for my sister.

My cock hardened even more.

Debbie giggled. "You're right, he is a horn dog!" Her hand slid up and down my shaft, slipping over the head and back down, like a wet mouth. Her big D breasts rested on my thigh. I could see them starting to harden, or one of them, anyway. I reached down and began to play with her nipple.

"He's a quick learner, too," Traci whispered. "You know, brainy and all that."

"But with a nice dick," Debbie said, smiling.

I wasn't huge. In fact, as far as I knew, I was downright ordinary. But shit! If they liked it, who was I to disagree?

Debbie's strokes began to increase. She had plenty of lube, and so it slid easily up and down. She wrapped her other fist around it, and stroked me like a piston.

I began to moan. I closed my eyes and lay back as Debbie Prichard jerked me off in front of my sister and her best friend.

""Soon! Soon!" I heard Traci mutter excitedly. She was tweaking Stacy's nipples, but her eyes were on my cock, which was swollen and ready to burst. "Easy!"

Debbie adjusted her grip, and twisted her hands as she went up and down, just a trifle slower.

"Ohhh fuuuuccckkk..." I moaned as I came. Debbie didn't control it like Traci did, and my jizz flew in the air, landing on my chest and stomach, and all over Debbie's hands. She slowed down, but stroked my cum up and down my cock before rubbing my jizz on her breasts.

"Brother likes that, doesn't he?" Traci said. "Brother likes other things, too. Oral things, don't you, Jason? Oral sex?"

I was hardly able to answer, but just kind of sat there, buzzed.

"Debbie's good at oral, too - aren't you, Deborah? Go ahead and show my brother how good you are."

Debbie grinned, and kind of purred as she wiped the oil off my cock with a towel. Then she bent down and began to suck my dick, taking it slowly, just the head. Then, rather than backing off, she worked her way down, opening her mouth just wide enough to wrap her lips further down. Inch by inch, she swallowed my cock.

Traci was breathing fast, watching. Or maybe it was because Stacy had her finger down my sister's bikini bottoms, fingering her as they watched. Traci had one hand behind her, and from what I could tell she was returning the favor to Stacy's pussy.

Seeing Traci like this made my cock throb. Debbie moaned over my cock, and I writhed.

"Better than your vids, eh, bro?" Traci joked huskily. She had her eyes half-closed as Stacy began to work her pussy seriously.

'Mmmm..." I moaned in agreement.

Debbie began to use one hand on my shaft as she sucked my cock. She squatted next to the lounger, her big breasts bouncing against my stomach and thigh. I tweaked her nipple, and was pleased when she paused to moan in reply.

"See? Fast learner..." Traci gasped. She leaned over the top of the lounger, her B breasts hanging just above my head, as Stacy fingered her good. "Oh yeah... oh fuck.. oh yeah..." she began to mutter.

I wanted to suck on Traci's breasts. So close and yet so far! But the image, and all that was going on: Debbie Prichard sucking my cock like there was no tomorrow; my sister getting finger fucked by her best friend in a bi/lesbian fantasy - I got ready to cum again. I gripped the edge of the lounger, and Debbie wrapped her lips tight around my cock. She drove her mouth down on me like a pussy, fucking me with her mouth. This time, she closed her hand around the base of my cock as I began to cum, controlling my jizz as I came in her mouth. In her mouth!  Oh my god, there is a God after all!

Traci came just after I came in Deb's mouth. The two of us sat there, trembling, as we both were finished off by my sister's best friend's.

"Oh shit..." I sighed.

Traci laughed. Debbie licked her lips, and giggled - a thick, throaty giggle as her mouth was gooey with my jizz. Stacy smiled and pressed against Traci's back.

Traci leaned down and kissed me, inverted. We'd never kissed before. It was new, and I felt something strange stir inside.

"Who's up for a midnight swim?" she asked. 

"I am," Debbie said and stood. 

"Wait!" Traci whispered. "Naked - no bikinis!"

I better get out of here, I thought. Their splashing was likely to wake our parents, and how would I explain swimming naked with my sister and her two friends at eighteen?

"I'm off, then," I said. Debbie let out a small "Owwww..." of disappointment. "I don't want mom and dad to get pissed because I'm out here with my dick hanging out."

"But we don't bite!" Debbie said playfully and grinned. "Unless you want me to..."

Traci smiled. I looked at her, and my eyes said volumes.

"Thanks," I said.

Traci smiled, and kind of seriously, said to me, "You're really not such a loser, you know. Not at all."

I don't know what made her say that, but it made me feel good. I smiled. "Have fun!" I said. "I know you know how!"

Traci watched me as I walked back into the house. Stacy had jumped into the pool, and so had Debbie. I waved, and she waved back, before slipping out of her bottoms and diving into the pool. I heard splashing as I made my way, happy and tired, to my room.

Am I fucking crazy?  I asked myself. 

But another voice inside said: You'd be crazy if you didn't fuck! 

I smiled because I agreed. After eighteen years thinking I was a "loser", I was having every fantasy and more come true. Id' be crazy not to enjoy it while I could!

End Part Three 



Step Sis Ch. 04-05



I was in trouble, and I knew it.

I couldn't sleep. I couldn't eat. I had difficulty focusing on day-to-day bullshit, like my stupid job. All I could think about was Traci. 

I couldn't deny that my every fantasy now had Traci in it. Traci giving me head. Traci jerking me off. Traci letting me cum on her tits, on her face, in her mouth... Traci letting me watch her make out with one, two, three girls - more! Fucking every bisexual/lesbian fantasy I'd ever seen or imagined all now starred my sexy sister.

And I couldn't seem to ease the longing that gave me a hard on every time I even began to think of her. No amount of jerking off seemed to help. It only made me want her more - imagine her more - long for, lust over, want to fucking fuck, all that much more.

And I thought about what Traci had said just the week before, when she caught me masturbating in my room and started this whole thing: ".. all you had to do was sneak across the hall and into my room..."

Shit. I shook my head, trying to get myself straight.

But my cock wanted more.

"Hey, bro!" Traci called to me from the lounger by the pool. She was out sunbathing - topless, of course. (the bitch!) She was wearing sunglasses and had a drink of lemonade and a magazine. 

Why did she have to be so fucking sexy?

"Hey," I grunted and went to go inside. 

I'd just gotten off of work, and smelled of the fucking grease from the hamburgers and french fries and shit. I wanted to take a shower, maybe watch a little TV. Relax. Try to take my mind off of...

"Everything alright?" she asked, shielding her eyes from the sun as she looked at me.

"Yeah," I answered. I was beat. I hadn't slept well since the night Traci and her friends ambushed me out by the pool. There was something - something that happened inside me - when Traci bent down and kissed me like that. Like we were boyfriend and girlfriend. Like we were - lovers...

" 'K," she said and lay back down, soaking up the sun. Her breasts were tanned, and so fucking ripe. I tore my eyes away, and cursed at myself as I felt my dick begin to harden.

"Cold shower. Cold shower. Cold - shower," I said over and over like a mantra. 

In the shower, the cold water felt good. It was hot already for So Cal this early in June. And the cold water did help me feel more refreshed and vitalized. Until the heat sapped me again. But anyway, I stood there in the shower, letting the cold water wash over me, as I tried to think. 

I want to fuck my sister. I want to fucking fuck my sister! So bad! I want to see her bent over, and take her from behind, and just ram my hard cock into her - 

 

"Can I join you?"

Traci's voice startled me as I became aware she had come into the bathroom - the bathroom we shared for the past three years, with all the fights that had started. And as I looked at her, all perfect and naked and so damn sexy, my dick sprang to life and waved and bobbed, pointing at her, despite the chill water.

"I'll take that as a yes!" she giggled and opened the shower door.

"OOoo, Jason! That's cold!" she said and shivered as she got all covered in goose bumps. She immediately turned on the hot water and we stood there in the shower together, brother and sister, naked, under the stream. "That's better," she said and smiled.

She was standing so close, my dick kept brushing against her, sending waves of lust through me like meteors of desire. I wanted to push her against the wall and fuck her! 

Traci's hands slid around my cock, and she looked at my dick as she began to stroke it slowly. I looked at her, unable to speak, doing my best to control my desire.

"You look like you could use a hand," she said and laughed. She looked up at me and said, "Or a mouth?"

My pulse picked up, hammering the lust through my veins. I grabbed her by the shoulders, and held her for a second as the lust and the guilt warred inside me. But Traci's hands never left my cock. That gentle but firm grip decided things in favor of my desire.

"Yes," I said, my voice almost a growl. "I need a set of lips - your lips - on my cock. Right now!"

I grabbed her hair and guided her down to my cock. 

Traci seemed a little surprised by my sudden roughness, but not displeased, which only made me want her all the more. With her mischievous grin, she opened her mouth and slid it over my cock. She took me half-way into her mouth before pulling her head back up again, keeping her lips tight but no teeth or press from her gums - just lips sliding on my cock. 

I moaned like a fucking animal, and my head tipped back as the sensation washed through me like a low bass vibration.

Traci shivered with pleasure that she could cause such a reaction in me. Her hands cupped my balls, and gently pulled them down as she slid me deeper into her mouth. She began to fuck me, giving me head, and oh my god - it was the sweetest head I'd ever known!

I wanted it to go on forever, but I felt the pressure building, and Traci did, too. She knew how to read me, and she knew how to play me like an instrument. She built up gradually, but without mercy, until I was gripping the top of the shower to hold myself up as I felt the explosive orgasm ready itself like a volcano set to blow. 

"Ooooooh fuuuuuuuucckkkkk!!!" I bellowed as I came. And I mean came! Traci choked a bit as my load shot partly down her throat unprepared. But she quickly gripped my shaft with her mouth and her hands, and the pulses eased off slowly. My cock kept throbbing, even after all my jizz was shot, and Traci sucked down every last drop. With a final, torturous slurp, she slipped her mouth off the end of my cock with a "pop" and gasped.

"Whoa, bro! That was intense! I guess I did good, eh?" she smiled and slowly stood up, looking at me with her eyes shiny and pleased.

I could barely stand. My hard on didn't flag, but continued to bob between us. It ached, like it was hollow. But hungry for more.

"Trace..." I started.

She stepped closer to me, her eyes on my lips. Before I knew it, she placed her lips against mine. I could smell my jizz on her breath, and taste some from her lips, but I kissed her back anyway.

Traci stepped into me, hugging me, and letting my dick slide between her thighs. It rested right against her pussy, which felt warm and wet on the top of my shaft. I wanted her so bad!

"Shhh..." she sighed, stopping me from speaking. "Just - enjoy it, Jase," she said. She leaned forward, her lips slightly parted, and kissed me again.

I kissed her back. I felt her tongue testing my lips, which were slightly open. I greeted it with my own, and we began to French kiss passionately.

"Oh, Traci..." I sighed. I wanted to tell her more, but I wasn't sure what. That I loved her? Was I in-love with my own sister?

After what felt like an eternity, we came up for air. Traci broke away slightly.

"You're a very good kisser, bro," she said. "I mean this as a compliment - you kiss like a girl."

"Thanks," I said, not sure if it was such a good thing.

But the suggestion brought up images of Stacy and Traci and Debbie from the other night...

"You've kissed a lot of girls?" I asked.

Traci smiled, and began to rinse the chlorine pool water out of her hair. It hung slightly below her shoulders, and framed her face perfectly.

I admired the shape of Traci's back - the curve of her waist, her back, her shoulders; the sight of her breasts caught from under her arms - the way they swayed as she tipped from side to side under the shower head.

"A few," she laughed and looked at me, gauging my reaction as she read my eyes. "That really turns you on, doesn't it? Girl-girl stuff?" She stood facing me now, my cock still slightly hard, pointing at her belly.

"Yeah," I admitted with a blush. Why I should blush now, I don't know, but I did.

Traci smiled and stepped closer to me again, straddling my cock like she had before so it was resting against her pussy, sliding along the length of the shaft. It felt good! She kind of wriggled forward and back, and my cock got harder. She giggled.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said and looked up at me. "Just - you're so... cute!"

I blushed again.

"No, really, Jase! You are - just so... sweet and bashful, but so sexy, too, when you get turned on."

"You really think I'm sexy?" I had a hard time accepting that.

"No, stupid. I want to suck off my brother because he's a geek! What do you think?" 

Ok - duh! Obviously my sister could get anybody she wanted. So why did she want me?

Traci tightened her thighs, creating more pressure on my cock, and pressing it more firmly against her vagina.

"Mmmmm..." she sighed as she kept rocking back and forth.

Yeah - MMMMMMM! It felt so good. Is this what fucking feels like? I wondered. I suspected that Traci knew I was still a virgin when it came to "going all the way".

She had her eyes closed and her arms held onto my shoulders as she continued rubbing along my shaft. My cock wanted more, and I tried to shift to a position where it could go in and out rather than back and forth across her pussy.

"No, Jase - no," Traci said, stopping me. "This feels nice. This is - good," she said. 

I complied, not knowing what to do. Was this foreplay?

Traci kept slowly rocking back and forth, her eyes closed and her face relaxed and dreamy. This could go on forever.

Neither one of us was going to get off this way, but it felt too good to break, so I held her and enjoyed the sensation.

What did I really know about her, anyway? This girl I'd lived with, fought with, played with for the past three years. I thought of her as a slut, but I was also jealous of her. Of her looks and her popularity, and how everyone just seemed to give her whatever she wanted. Especially my dad. Because, shit - he was my dad, her step dad. Just like her mom was my step mom. I had to face the fact that really, I didn't know Traci like a brother should, I guess. Because I was jealous of her.

Traci rested her head against my chest and began to rock a little faster, her thighs a little tighter.

She had a fantastic body. Traci was a cheerleader, and very athletic. Her legs were strong, but so fucking smooth and shapely. I loved the feeling of her breasts against my skin, too. I'd always snuck peeks at Traci's tits whenever I could when she first moved in. I was afraid she knew, and hated me for being a perv, lusting after his new step sister. Loser.

Traci shocked me as her lips suddenly kissed my nipple, her tongue flicking it quickly before her lips closed around it. 

I gasped!

Traci smiled, but began to suck on my nipple harder, then biting it slightly with her teeth. Ouch! But, mmmm, too!

"What the -? What are you doing?"

Traci slid off my cock, letting it stand between us, then stepped close so it was trapped between our stomachs. She straddled my thigh with hers, pressing her pussy against me. 

"Just like a girl, bro," she said and giggled. Her right hand played with my left nipple, causing it to harden, and she smiled as she humped my leg.

"I guess," I said, confused, lost, and turned on.

Traci rubbed harder and harder against my thigh until she suddenly shuddered. Was she cumming? How did she do that? Do girls like that?

"Oooooh yeah...." she sighed and then relaxed against me. Traci looked up at me, her wicked smile back on her face. 

"Have you ever gone down on a girl?" she asked.

I swallowed. Was Traci going to let me? "No," I admitted.

Traci seemed surprised, and a little disappointed. "Hmmm... shame..." she said. 

I stood there, waiting, hoping.

"Jase?" she took my hands and stepped back, looking at the ground for some reason. She seemed to decide something, then looked at me. "I need to get off. Bad! But, I don't want... I can't... I'm not ready to let you fuck me." She looked at me like she was afraid she was hurting my feelings telling me that. 

I was disappointed, yeah - but shit! I was happy to get anything I could from her; to do anything for her.

"It's okay, Trace," I said. "I mean shit! We shouldn't even be doing what we're doing, let alone..."

Traci shook her head, stopping me. "No, no - don't... Just - come with me..." she said and turned off the water. Traci took my hands and slid open the shower. I followed her.

Traci lead me, both of us dripping, naked, down the hall to her room. She paused at the door.

"Jase?" she said. "Do you really think I'm a - a slut?" Her eyes searched mine, waiting for an answer.

"No," I told her. "I was just jealous of you, I guess. It was - stupid. Childish."

Traci took it in and smiled. "Good," she said and opened her door. "Because sometimes I think I am..."

She lead me into her room and closed the door.

End Part Four

Traci let go of my hand, letting me shut the door behind us. She crawled onto her bed, her ass pointing at me delightfully, as she opened the drawer of her night stand and began to pull out a few objects. One of them was the golden bullet she'd used before. The others I didn't recognize. One was a small cylinder, a little bigger than a penlight battery; the other was a polished rock about the size and shape of an egg. It was like brown marble with gold veins through it, but highly polished and smooth.

I stood in front of the door, curious, horny, scared, and excited.

Traci glanced at me as she closed the drawer and turned around, laying out on her bed like she was showing me her favorite toys. Which, I guess, in a way she was.

She held the egg in one hand, smiling mysteriously at me while the other reached under the mattress and pulled out a bottle of lube.

"Know what this is?" she asked, her eyes shining like a cat's.

"N-no," I managed to say. But the grin on her face told me it was something special, something sexual, and my dick began to straighten again.

"Horn dog," Traci laughed and slid to the edge of her bed. She sat with her legs apart, feet on the floor. She squirt some lube on her fingers, then began to massage it into her pussy.

"Mmm - always nice to begin..." she said. Then she took the egg-shaped rock and placed the narrow end against her pussy. She rubbed it, getting it coated with the lube and her juices that were starting to flow. She looked up at me, and smiled wickedly as I watched in dumbfound fascination.

"You can't cum until I tell you, okay?" she said. "You've had your fun - now I get to have mine!"

I nodded "okay".

Traci began to push the egg into her pussy until it finally slipped in and disappeared. She kind of shuddered as it slipped in, then looked up at me. "You can stroke yourself if you want. Just don't get off until I say."

"O - okay, Trace," I said softly. My hand went down and held my shaft, easing the ache to be touched, but fueling the desire for more.

"Now, watch," Traci said and looked down at her pussy. She spread her legs wider apart, and I saw her stomach kind of contracting. Then, amazingly, the egg began to pop out of my sister's pussy. She was forcing it out using just her pussy muscles!

"Whoa!" I gasped. I had to grip my cock to keep from jerking off like I wanted to. That was fucking hot!

Traci seemed pleased by my reaction. She let the egg pop out into her hand, then she slid it back in again. She forced it back out, slowly, while I watched, fascinated and incredibly turned on.

"Kegel exercises," Traci said.

"Wha- what?" I was entranced by the whole thing.

"Kegel exercises. They're good for getting ready for fucking," she said and laughed, but I could tell she was turned on and getting hornier, too.

She began to play with the egg, letting it slide half-way out before pulling it right back in. She began to play with her clit as she worked the egg in and out of her vagina. If it popped all the way out, she'd push it right back in. I was going nuts!

Traci began to breathe faster, and little gasps and moans escaped her mouth: "mmm - mmm - mmm - oooh" Her hand was rubbing her clit faster and harder. Finally, Traci let the egg stay inside as she focused on masturbating in front of me. As she came, she gasped and shuddered, and then - wham! - she shot the egg out of her pussy at just the right point, and it made her totally roll her eyes up and moan. She wasn't even breathing as she let her orgasm wash over her.

"Fuck," I sighed. I made sure to slow down stroking myself. Watching Traci get off just about made me cum - but I was going to keep my promise to my sister.

"Whew..." Traci sighed and lay back. She lay there, her pussy facing me, eyes closed, as she caught her breath and settled down. When she sat up, she had her mysterious, sexy look again.

"Good, bro - you didn't cum. I may have to reward you for that."

I went to step forward, but Traci held up a hand, stopping me. "Whoa - whoa - whoa! Not yet! Not now... I got off, yeah. But I - I want to show you more. I want you to see - what you've done to me these past few years."

Me? What did I do? I guess Traci could see the question, and she just smiled and laughed seductively.

"No idea, eh, bro? Well, good. I can keep a secret, too," she said. She picked up the egg and wiped it off carefully before putting it on the bed sheet. Then she picked up the gold bullet.

"You know what this is, for sure."

"Uh-huh. A vibrator."

Traci grinned like a cat. "Yeah - but, you've seen this one used before, right? By me? The other night?"

I blushed. "How did you know?"

Traci laughed. "I didn't, until just now! But I suspected. I thought I saw a shadow outside. Then, when we went to go swimming, and you were out there by the pool with your dick all slick, I figured you probably watched at least part of what we did the other night."

My dick pulsed at the memory, and I gripped it. Traci smiled at the way that made the head darken and bulge.

"I'm gonna use this to fuck myself," she said. "But not like the other night. And I'm gonna use this, too." Traci picked up the other small cylinder - a pink plastic thing. I thought it was a key chain penlight, but it was a mini vibrator!

"It's called a 'pocket rocket'," Traci told me. "It's not for going in - just for using on my clit." She smiled wickedly.

I grinned back, waiting for her to begin.

"No cumming!" she warned. "Not yet. Not until I say. Okay?"

"Okay."

Traci put some lube on the gold bullet. Instead of turning it on, she just wiped the lube over it, good and plenty. Then she did what I didn't expect. Turning to all fours, keeping her ass in my direction, Traci reached back and dripped some lube on the crack of her ass! She let the liquid slide down until it ran over her puckered little brown anus, and finally ran over her pussy.

"No way..." I said quietly.

With a mischievous grin, Traci took the gold bullet and began to toy around her ass. I began to jerk off harder, but she shook her head. "Uh - uh - uh!" she warned. "No show if you blow!"

I took my hand off my cock. But it went right back to slow, gentle strokes as Traci began to edge the bullet into her ass. I couldn't believe my eyes! She went in slow and gentle, and maybe only a quarter of the vibe's length. But once her ass was lubed up, she turned the vibrator on low and began to fuck her ass slowly with it, going deeper. She turned on the pocket rocket with her teeth while she held it with her other hand. Then, sticking her ass higher in the air, which gave me a better view of her fucking it, she began to run the mini vibe over her clit.

Traci whimpered and moaned. I could tell she was totally getting off. I liked to think it was because I was there watching, adding something to it. But maybe she always reacted like this to her toys?

I stroked myself harder as Traci began to writhe. "Mmm - fuck! OOoo - oh yeah!" Traci began to mutter, just like the sexy bitch I always suspected her to be. But instead of it being a judgment of her, now it was a compliment. I wanted to hear her like this! I wanted my sister to be a slut - a sexy little bitch.




Step Sis Ch. 04-05



"MMmm - oh, yeah, Trace!" I moaned. She glanced back at me, her eyes glazed with lust. She only smiled and grimaced as she fucked herself deeper. Finally, moaning, she began to cum. 

"Oooohhhh!!!!" she let it out as she orgasmed, contracting and shuddering. The gold bullet slid deep into her ass, almost disappearing, just the black control knob still exposed, as Traci came.

"Fuck!" I moaned, and was just about to reach my own orgasm, when Traci gasped "No! No! Not yet! Not until I say!"

Fuuuuck... I pulled my hand away and stood there gasping. My cock was throbbing, pulsing, just strokes away from release.

"Just breathe," Traci said as she regained her breath, too. "Slow. In. Out. In..." I did as she said. My cock still wanted to cum, but I was feeling a pleasant buzz in my body, and relaxed into it.

"That's it, Jase. Slow down. Slow. That's it."

Traci got down on her knees in front of me. I felt her hands gently cup my balls, and I moaned. Her hands felt hot, and that heat went right into my cock and into my belly. It was intense!

"Whoa!" I gasped.

Traci smiled, and pressed my balls gently, kneading them carefully. 

"Now, stroke your cock slow - just like your breath. Up and down. In and out. That's it..."

I felt her fingers behind my sac. Her middle fingers were nearly edging into my asshole, and I wondered if she knew. Should I tell her? I wasn't sure how I felt about it. But the stroking of my cock, with Traci's face right in front of me, her eyes so dark and wide, the heat from her hands... I said "fuck it" and put myself literally in her hands.

Traci seemed to sense the shift in me, and smiled softly. "Good boy," she said quietly. "Good bro..." Her fingers began to slip closer to my anus. It actually felt kind of good, once the initial shock wore off and I just let myself experience it. With one hand, she grabbed her bottle of lube. Keeping one hand on my balls, she flipped it open and got some on the fingers of her free hand.

"Just keep stroking, Jase. Breathe. Focus on your breath and the buzz in your cock."

Her lubed finger pressed against my anus. I gasped slightly as she gently eased it into me.

"Whoa!"

"Just breathe, Jase. And stroke."

I did. My breathing, like my stroking, got a little faster as Traci slid her finger deeper into my ass. Her other hand gently pulled down on my balls, and I felt her tongue lick across the underside of the base of my cock. 

"That's it, Jase - keep going," she urged me on. "Just a little longer, bro. I'm going to fucking blow your mind..."

Her finger pressed deeper, but I felt my ass kind of pucker around it, like it was inviting her in. It felt good! Weird, but so good.

"Oh yeah..." I moaned. Traci spat on my cock, letting me work her saliva in as I jerked off for her.

"That's it, Jason! Do it! Go ahead! Do it! Get yourself off for me - now!"

Traci's finger was in to her middle joint, and the tip pressed against something inside. She moved the tip like she was tickling it, whatever it was, and this sensation just rippled through my whole body! It was like I wasn't even conscious of being there for a second. 

I heard myself going "Oh - oh - oh" and I looked down, and I am shooting jizz all over Traci's face and hair. I mean, like tons of it! And these waves keep rolling through me with every pulse of my cock.

Jizz - wave - buzz - jizz! Over and over again. And I'm like going up on my toes, my legs contracting, as I shudder and moan and cum on Traci.

"Holy fucking shit!" I sighed at last. My cock was dry but still pulsing. Traci slid her finger out of my ass and was wiping it with a tissue. She was smiling and giggling like we had been playing a game and she'd just won. Her face was covered with goo, and she wiped it off. She licked her lips and reached up, feeling her hair.

"Shit, Jason! I'll need another shower, thanks to you!" she laughed.

I stood there, holding myself up against the door, trembling with the aftermath of my orgasm.

"What the shit was that?" I asked. I felt like I was high! Buzzing, but full of energy, too.

"Just the best fucking orgasm you've ever had," Traci answered and jumped up on her bed. She scooted up to her pillows and lay back, letting her hands begin to play with her breasts as she watched me.

"No shit, sis!" I said. I liked the look she had on her face. Satisfied. Sexy. Seductive.

Traci opened her legs slightly, smiling wickedly as my eyes went to her snatch.

"Horn dog," she said joking. "Already want more, eh?" She laughed.

I smiled back, and then slid onto the edge of her bed, at her feet.

Traci reached out with one foot and let her toe flip my penis over to the other side. It slowly swung back to rest on my left thigh.

"Huh - you hang left," she said like it was some trivial fact.

Traci leaned back, her left hand drifting down to caress her pussy. She looked like the cat that had eaten the canary.

She just lay there, smiling at me.

"What?" I asked at last.

"Nothing," she answered mysteriously. "Just - I have so wanted to do that for the longest time!"

"To me?" I asked.

"Maybe," she said with a smile.

"Do you remember, almost two-and-a-half years ago," she said casually, conversationally, like we weren't just sitting there naked. We'd never spoken like this to each other before. Well, almost never. "You and your friends were over doing one of your nerd past-times, playing some stupid game or other. Anyway, one of your friends said something about me as I walked past. About how I was a slut..."

"Trace - I used to say that. But only because I was pissed off at you. I never meant it."

"I know. Or, well, found out you didn't think that about me. I thought you did, and that hurt. Because everyone seemed to think that about me. And when I heard one of your geek friends call me that, even though I might hear..." She paused, and kind of teared up. "It hurt me. It pissed me off, too! But you told him not to call me that. Do you remember?"

I admitted that I didn't. 

"Huh. Funny - because it - it meant a lot to me to have you stick up for me. I thought you hated me, and here you were, sticking up for me! It - I always remembered that. But, I wasn't sure. You still would look at me like you thought I was cheap. Easy."

"Trace - I'm sorry. I mean, actually, I was jealous of you. Of your friends, and how everybody loved you because of how you looked. Nobody cared what you did."

"Except you," she said. She stopped stroking herself and rested her hand on her breasts.

"Well, yeah. I thought you were - well, doing stuff, sexual stuff, and probably shouldn't. But..."

"But?" she said, and took my hand absently, drawing it to her breasts. I liked the feel of her skin against the back of my hand. And I noticed her left nipple was hard.

"But - uh, well... I actually wished I was as attractive as you. Hanging out with all those good looking people. The cheerleaders and popular kids..."

"Especially the cheerleaders, huh?" she said and smiled.

"Well, yeah! Especially them. But also because of how easy you are around people. You just have a special charm, I guess. People just like you."

Traci smiled and slid closer to me, rolling onto her side. Because she kept a hold of my hand, I had to lay with her, spooning her. She played with my fingers, running hers along them sensually.

"Thank you, Jase," she said softly. She took my hand and kissed my fingertips. We felt my dick begin to grow, and laughed.

"Anyway - shortly after that, I wanted to thank you. I went to your room, and you weren't there. But I noticed..." she laughed softly at the memory, "... I saw the corner of a magazine in your closet. So, curious, I pulled it out. It was a porn magazine. And I could see spots on the edges of some of the pages!"

I blushed and kind of pulled away, but Traci pulled me closer, wriggling her sweet ass against my dick.

"I'd never seen one before. So, I was curious what all the deal was. And I looked at the pictures and wondered how you saw them. And I liked the images in it. The woman were sexy, and I compared my body to theirs, hoping I looked as sexy as they did. Anyway, I began to picture you looking at them, and I wondered what you were doing while you did. And I decided I was going to find out."

"You what?" I was surprised at her confession.

Traci rolled over until we were laying face-to-face. "I decided to spy on you. This was when we were both like almost sixteen."

"And did you?"

Traci rolled her eyes. "Well, duh!"

"How?"

"Well, partly it was payback. For looking at me when you thought I wasn't aware. Checking out my boobs and legs. I imagined you trying to get a peek up my skirt, too!"

I bushed. She was right - I had.

"Anyway - I saw you one time peeking at me while I was taking a shower. So I decided to make it worth your while..."

I remembered. It was the first time I saw her in the shower. I knew I shouldn't, but I couldn't look away.

"So I showed you some of the things I had learned felt good in the shower."

Traci had soaped herself, and spent a lot of time washing her boobs and bush. When she began to touch herself, though, I got scared and sneaked away.

"Too bad. I had this fantasy that you'd come in the bathroom and show me what you did when you masturbated."

I smiled, and Traci reached down and squeezed my cock.

"Now I know," she said and smiled.

I enjoyed the feel of her hand wrapped around my cock, and Traci began to slowly stroke it, almost absently - like caressing me.

"So, when I got out of my shower, I went to your room. But I didn't knock. Instead, I tried the door and it opened. I didn't mean to, but it wasn't closed all the way, so it didn't lock. And when I tried it, it slid open a little. And I saw you on your bed, your dick in your hand..."

"Jerking off," I said. "I remember that day. I had to get off after I had seen you. I just had to, or I was gonna pop!"

Traci giggled. "Really? Did I really make you that horny?"

"Yes!" I confessed. "Shit, Trace - you could easily be a model."

"Or a porn star?" she asked, and tickled my cock mischievously.

"Well, if you wanted..."

Traci smiled and slid closer to me. She leaned forward and kissed me. The kiss quickly became passionate, and we slid our tongues into each other's mouths.

"Whew - Jase!" Traci sighed and waved her hands, fanning herself, pretending she needed to cool off. "You kiss really great!"

I was pleased. "Really? I mean, I - I don't have a lot of experience..."

Traci smiled and shook her head. "I know. Such a shame... Still, if that's how you kiss now, just wait 'til you get some experience!"

Experience with whom? I wondered, but didn't dare ask.

End Part Five



Step Sis Ch. 06-07



It felt so good to just lay there, with my sister caressing my cock, just talking like it was totally natural. Forget the incest thing - this was like the best relationship I'd ever imagined.

I yawned, finally feeling relaxed.

"Keeping you up?" Traci joked.

I smiled, embarrassed. "Actually, yeah. I mean, you have been... well, I mean... shit."

She grinned impishly, squeezing my dick playfully. "Got you hooked, now, huh?"

"Shit, yeah!"

"Good!" she said and pulled on my cock, wiggling it in her hand. "But now, I need to take another shower. Somebody made quite a mess all over me..." She bat her eyes, smiling, acting innocent.

"Sorry," I said. I wasn't sure if it was natural to cum that much or not.

Traci shook her head and sat up. She bent down and kissed the head of my cock gently. Then, like the brat she is, she suddenly slipped just the head into her mouth and scraped it with her teeth as she backed off of it.

"You're so cute!" she said and stood up from the bed. "It's a wonder I never seduced you before..."

"Well, there is the 'brother, sister' thing..." I said. 

Traci made a face, waving it off. "Fuck that. I was an only child for fifteen years before you came along. And who knew my geeky brother would turn out to be such a hottie!"

I blushed, pleased at the compliment.

"Now let me take a shower, bro. I've got things to do."

Reluctantly, but still feeling warm and glowy from my intense orgasm, I staggered off to my room and lay on my bed. I stared at the ceiling wondering if I was dreaming. Is this just some perverse fantasy of mine, and I've lost my mind?

I heard the shower go on and I knew it was all very real.

Traci took off about a half-hour later. I had the house all to myself. I went to the kitchen to make some lunch and saw the "To Do" list and went "Shit!" as I remembered the chores I had to do before we left next week for our family vacation. My dad wanted me to super-chlorinate the pool, but that was a few days before I had to do that; mow the lawn; all that kind of stuff - plus pull down the camping gear and make sure the mattresses inflated and didn't have holes, stuff like that. It would take me half-a-day to get all the shit out of the garage.

Oh well - I'll pull it down and then take a nap.

During my nap, I dreamed - of Traci and her beautiful mouth catching a load of my hot cum as it shot out of my dick...

My step mom came home late in the afternoon, and knocked on my door. I quickly rolled onto my side to hide my hard on from her.

"You okay?" she asked. "You've been a little quiet, lately."

I grunted. "Just work."

She looked at me, worried, but smiled. "Well, okay. You know I'm here if you ever need to talk about anything."

You mean like: I'm having sex with my sister, and is that okay? Right, mom. 

"Okay," I said and waited for her to close the door.

Traci didn't get back until after the rest of us had had dinner. We watched cable while she had to do the dishes, and my dad and step mom sat on the sofa, mom laying against my dad like they were teens. I envied the way they still were in-love with each other, wondering if I'd ever have that kind of relationship with anyone.

Traci came and sat in the recliner, opposite me. I was on the floor, resting against a bean bag chair. From where I sat, I could see up Traci's skirt if she - ...

Traci glanced at our folks, seeing they weren't looking, and flashed me!

Bitch! I thought with a grin.

Traci closed her thighs and grinned right back.

We all watched for a while, but I was beat, so I said "good night" and went to my room.

I stripped and got under my sheet. It was warm, so I kept it only on the lower half of my body, leaving my chest exposed. I propped the window open to get a little night air and let myself drift off to sleep.

I woke up, thinking I was still dreaming, because there, in my bed, sucking my cock deliciously, was Traci - topless and illuminated by the streetlight that came in my window.

"Mmmmm... - What the fuck?!" I jerked a little as I woke up fully. Traci stopped what she was doing and put a finger over my lips.

"I was hungry. Just popped in for a little late night snack!" 

Oh, her evil smile!

I lay back, and Traci resumed. 

Oh my god, she gave such good head!

I felt my orgasm building, and Traci's lips tightened as she picked up the tempo of her bobbing. I came, and she took it all in her mouth, controlling my release with her lips and hand. Her tongue made me gasp as she slipped it into the hole in my cock, licking up every nasty drop of jizz.

"Shit!" I gasped. Traci giggled softly. She gave me a quick kiss, leaving a trace of my cum on my lips, as she whispered: "Thanks, bro! That should hold me until tomorrow." With another quick kiss, she slipped out of my room, closing the door behind her as she went.

Holy shit! I thought. 

Morning came, and I woke up from the sunlight hitting me in the face.

"About time! Somebody sure slept late," my step mom said as she poured me a glass of orange juice. "Remember - you're taking your sister to the mall to go shopping today," she said.

Shit! I totally forgot.

"Yeah, bro" Traci said and gave me a knowing smile. "I know how much you love shopping." 

I hated it.

"Maybe we can get you a few things so you look half-way decent," she teased.

Now, this was the Traci I'd known for three years! The one that teased me mercilessly, making me feel even more a nerd than I really was.

"Traci," our mom warned. "Be nice to your brother."

"Oh, I will," Traci said mysteriously. "I will."

I swallowed. What am I in for?

I drove. Traci sat next to me in my VW Beetle, her legs and feet driving me crazy. She was dressed in her usual "slutty" fashion - mini skirt, tight top, sunglasses, platform sandals that made her ass stand out, just begging to have you sneak a peek up her skirt.

"I'm surprised you want me to go with you," I said as we drove to the mall. "Normally, you'd be afraid to be seen out in public with me. One of your popular friends might see."

Traci frowned. "That was the old me. I'm a graduate, now. I'm above all that." Her hand snuck out and touched my thigh. 

"Hey!" I reacted with a surprised flinch.

Traci smiled. She liked being able to fuck with me, keeping me on my toes. Literally, now that I think about it...

We did the mundane stuff first. General department store, socks and underwear for me. She picked up some beach towels and sunscreen. But Traci wasn't going anywhere near the department store swimwear. 

"So, where do we have to go for you to get a bathing suit?" I asked. I was getting cranky.

Traci smirked. She had something in mind. "Victoria's Secret," she said and headed up the escalator. She leaned forward a bit after I stepped up behind her. Her ass was at my face level. As she leaned forward, her skirt lifted, and I could see the edge of her pussy and her thong panties.

"Shit, sis! I can see right up your skirt!"

Traci glanced back, smiling. "I know. That's the idea."

I swallowed as I blushed. Could everybody see how red my face was? Did they know I had just peeped my sis?

Shopping in women's sections of stores always made me uncomfortable. I'm not sure why. I mean, just the sight of women's bras and panties didn't do anything for me. I didn't get all hot and bothered by it. But seeing a woman in just her lingerie, that was something different.

"What do you think of this?" Traci asked me, holding up a two-piece in front of her.

"Yeah - nice... Whatever," I said. I hardly looked. I just wanted to get out of there.

Traci put on a pretend pout and stomped her foot petulantly. "You're not even looking!" she said. 

I looked. I couldn't tell. It was small. It was a two-piece. She'd probably look great in it.

"Yeah - great!" I said.

Traci shook her head and pulled off two other swim suits from the rack.

"I need to try them on, dummy. Then you can tell me."

She grabbed my hand and dragged me deeper into the store.

"Huh? W-wait! Can't I just wait outside?"

"No. I need you to tell me if I look fat in any of these," she insisted.

As she got her check in from the dressing room attendant, I blushed. The girl working that section was young, probably early twenties, and cute.

I clammed up, feeling like a total idiot. Cute girls always made me freeze. I never knew what to say to any of them. Plus, why would a cute girl want to talk to me? Unless it was a hot, sexy one who happened to live in the same house and would sneak into my bedroom to give me head...

I had to stop. I could feel my dick begin to harden. That's all I need! For some cute chick to see me with a hard on standing around in a lingerie store! That will really help my reputation...

"Ta daa!" Traci said as she stepped out of her dressing room so I could see. 

"Wow! You look great in that," the dressing room girl said.

I agreed, standing dumb and speechless.

Traci had put on a blue two-piece that was small in all the right places. With her build - shit! She was incredible!

"What do you think, Jase?"

I glanced at the attendant, blushing, before answering. "You look great, Trace."

"Hmm... Hot?" Traci was being a brat, embarrassing me.

"Yeah. Hot," I said and felt my mouth go dry.

The dressing room girl glanced at me, kind of looking me over strangely.

Great! She thinks I'm a total perv!

"Well, let me try another..." Traci disappeared before I could say anything.

I looked at the dressing room girl, who smiled. I glanced away nervously and looked at the floor. 

No sexy thoughts... no sexy thoughts... no sexy thoughts... I repeated to myself, doing everything I could to slow my pulse and not get a hard on here. Funny, but even embarrassment doesn't seem to prevent erections.

"Okay - what about this?" Traci asked as she came out again.

Holy shit! Was there nothing she wouldn't do to me? Was that even a bathing suit?

Even the dressing room girl's eyes widened when Traci stepped out.

No sexy thoughts! No sexy thoughts... no sexy... Who was I kidding? Of course, some part of my mind was already seeing Traci and the dressing room girl making out while I watched. I turned, trying to position some clothes between me and the attendant to hide my hard on.

"Great! Yeah - nice..." I stammered.

The dressing room girl, all professional, complimented Traci. She stepped away from her table, adjusting the straps on Traci's string bikini. It was pearl white, and almost non-existent. Seeing her hands near my sister's hot bod, I felt my dick throb.

No sexy thoughts... no sexy thoughts, I repeated as I totally imagined a scene right out of my favorite girl-girl porn.

"I think you need a slightly smaller size..." the girl was saying.

Smaller? Shit!

"Yeah? Thanks. I'm glad to know that," Traci said. She smiled at the girl appreciatively.

Was it just me, or does Traci affect everybody like that? Is that girl attracted to her?

Traci went back to the dressing room. The attendant helped a few other customers, all women who gave me odd looks as I stood there, shielding my lower body from view by standing behind a rack of see-thru robes. I just knew they all could tell I had a huge hard on!

"She's a cute girl," the attendant said to me, making conversation. "Your girlfriend?" 

"Yeah," I said. D-oh! "I - I mean, no! No, not my girlfriend." Brilliant! You're such a smooth-talker. Where's the adorable cuteness Traci keeps talking about now?

Traci came out in her third pick. A tiger-print two-piece. She looked hot, but slutty in it. Shit - she'd look hot in anything here! But I didn't think it suited her.

"You don't like it," Traci said, reading my mind. Was I that obvious?

"No, no... well, I mean, if you like it..."

The dressing room girl shook her head.

"What do you think, Teri? It is Teri, right?" Traci asked the girl.

I finally noticed the name tag with "Teri" on the girl's blouse. I hadn't even bothered to look, I was too busy trying to look elsewhere and not think sexy thoughts.

"Well, it may not suit you as well as the other two. You look great in the white string bikini. But tiger print just doesn't look right with your skin and hair coloring. Maybe, once you get a deeper tan..."

Traci touched the girl's arm lightly as she said, "Thank you, Teri. Yeah - I agree. It just looked - fun - you know? But, I think I'll take the blue one. Jason? You agree? The blue one?"

I nodded, too embarrassed to speak.

"You have such good taste, Jase!" Traci said and smiled. "I totally agree. The blue one. You thought I looked good in that one, right? Hot, right?"

I nodded again. 

Traci giggled and disappeared.

"You're right," Teri said as she took a few more items from women leaving. "The blue one did look great on her."

I looked at her and smiled. I just got complimented on my great taste by a cute girl! 

Teri smiled back.

"Here you go. But I'll think about what you said, Teri, about the white one. Do you work the floor often?" Traci made conversation as she came out and turned in the other suits.

"Oh, yeah. We all take turns working this. But we all work the floor, helping customers."

"Is your manager in?" Traci asked. "I'd like to let her know how helpful your comments were." Traci smiled sweetly. 

Man! Is she good or what?

"No - but the Assistant Manager is. Her name's Debby, and she's right over there," Teri pointed at an attractive woman in her thirties behind the register.

"Well, thank you, Teri" Traci said and grabbed my hand. "I'm sure we'll be back!"

Teri smiled. "You're very welcome. Come back anytime!"

Traci leaned close to me as we walked to the register. "I think that girl was checking you out!" she whispered.

"No way," I said back. "If anything, she was checking you out."

Traci glanced back. Teri looked up and smiled.

"Really? Hmmm - maybe. But I definitely think she was checking you out. Especially with your hard on."

I blushed and glanced around. Traci laughed.

"I knew it! Don't worry, bro. I didn't see it. But you were standing a little funny back there."

I felt my face go red as we reached the register.

Traci paid, and made sure to tell Debby about the "excellent service" she got from Teri.

Then, thankfully, we were out of there.

Traci giggled as we walked. "I'm sorry, bro. You're just so cute!"

"I'm glad I entertain you," I replied. I went to head for the exit and the car, but Traci yanked me back toward the stores.

"Oh, no. We need to get you some trunks. Those old things won't do any more. Ever wear a thong?"

I blushed again. "No."

"Well, a Speedo. You know - like professional swimmers. All the men in Europe wear them."

"Yeah? Like you've been to Europe," I said.

"I have! When I was like ten or eleven. Tan, gorgeous European men everywhere with their dicks all packed into those tight little trunks..."

I didn't know she'd been to Europe. But, I didn't know that much about my step sister. Like, how did she learn to give such great head? No sexy thoughts... no sexy thoughts...

Traci took me to one of the men's stores, and picked out a couple of tight Speedo-style trunks.

"Go try these on!" she whispered and pushed me toward the dressing rooms.

"Okay - okay!" I submitted.

Men's stores tend to be a little more casual than women's. Maybe guys are less comfortable with the idea that other guys are checking them out, or paying much attention to what they are wearing. So, there was no one to check on what I was taking back with me to the dressing rooms. In fact, just as I got to the rooms, I was pushed into the stall from behind, and the door closed.

I spun around, and there was Traci, latching the little hook on the dressing room door.

"What are you doing in here? Do you want us to get in trouble? You can't be back here with me!" I whispered.

Traci put her hands over my mouth and hushed me. She sat down on the stool and lifted her skirt, showing me her thong. It had slid up into her pussy slightly making a nice "camel toe", and she ran her hands down the edges, caressing her outer lips.

"I just want to see you try them on is all," she whispered, grinning wickedly. "Come on, Jase - just do it. We won't get caught if you don't take so much time!"

I peeked out the slats in the door. Not seeing anyone, I reached down and slid off my shorts and underwear. 

Traci reached out and pinched my ass. "Nice!" she said, hushed, laughing.

I rolled my eyes. My dick had gotten hard, and she took my hands, pulling me closer to her. The stool put her head at a very convenient height for my cock...

Without another word, Traci slid her mouth over my dick. I swallowed a moan, and leaned against the wall as she fucked me with her mouth. The risk of getting caught heightened the need, the desire, and the sensation. 

Traci fumbled with her skirt, slipping it off.

"Trace! What the fuck…!"

She sucked me harder, causing me to groan. (And shutting me up.)

Slipping her mouth off my cock, Traci got on the stool, her sweet ass and pussy facing me.

"Fuck me, Jase! Now! Just shut up and fuck me." She had her eyes closed, anticipating the pleasure.

I was too fucking horny to think. I slid my cock into my sister's hot, wet pussy. My first pussy! I nearly came right there.

Traci looked back over her shoulder, her lips curled, the look in her eyes pure lust. She licked her lips slowly. "C'mon, baby… give it to me. I want it. I want your cock. I want your cum. I want you to fuck me! I want you to fucking fill me up with your hot spunk!" she whispered to me hungrily.

Shit! My own sister. I knew she was something of a slut. But, fuck! This was sweet.

I slammed my cock harder into her, and she braced herself against the wall. I was so turned on, after everything that had happened, and the thrill of where we were, and her being my first fuck - I came. I shoved my cock deep inside Traci's pussy and unloaded.

Traci sighed and I felt her pussy begin to contract around my cock. Oh my god, it felt delicious!

"Oh, yeah, Jase…" she moaned softly. I slowly withdrew my cock from her pussy, and my cum oozed out, dribbling down her pussy and falling on the stool seat. Traci looked dreamy, and her hand went down to my cum, touching it like she couldn't believe it was there. She looked up at me. "Well, it's official now," she said. "You're no longer a virgin, bro."

I swallowed and drank her in. Her beautiful eyes. Her amazing body. The way she gazed at me, so seductive, her hands rubbing my cum into her pussy.

The sound of a dressing room door nearby clicking startled me back to reality.

Hushed, I said, "Shit, Trace! You've got to get out of here!"

Standing, Traci stepped close top me, hugging me, her body pressed close to mine. Like a lover. My heart was beating so hard, I was sure she could hear it.

Tipping her face up, I saw her gazing at my lips. I knew what she wanted. I felt the same thing. I bent forward and kissed her. It was a sweet kiss. Passionate, yes, but far more tender than anything we'd shared so far.

"That was good, bro," she whispered. 

Traci paused a moment, resting her head on my chest. Then she swiftly bent down and grabbed her skirt and panties and quietly slipped them back on. 

Traci snuck to the door, and peeked outside. Looking back at me, she said "The navy blue ones. If they fit." Then she snuck out of the dressing room.

Fuck. Like I cared at all after that!

End Part 6

The drive home was murder. Traci kept shifting in her seat, her mini skirt riding up exposing more of her thigh. I was so tempted to slip my hand over and slide it up...




Step Sis Ch. 06-07



"Whatcha' thinking?" Traci asked with a wicked smile. Her sunglasses hid her eyes, but her lips were twisted with seductive glee.

"Nothing," I lied. 

My first time! With my sister! And I wanted more...

Traci slid in her seat so she was half-turned to me. It made her skirt ride up even higher, and I could see her thong and the edges of her pussy. My dick began to harden, tenting my shorts. Of course, Traci noticed.

"Liar," she giggled. Like the minx she is, she pulled her skirt higher, then pulled her thong aside, exposing her pink slit.

Just then, her cell phone went off. I thought I'd be relieved, but instead, it kind of pissed me off.

"Hello? Oh, high Deb..." Traci talked while she played with herself while I watched out of the corner of my eye. "Just shopping. With Jason. Yes - Jason! It was fun. No, really! You'll never believe what he did..."

Traci went on to tell all about the Victoria's Secret encounter.

"The girl was totally checking him out. Not that I can blame her!" she laughed. I was pleased with the compliment, even though it was a little strange to have my step sister calling me "cute" and "hot" to someone else. So much for incest being a secret, I guess. Not with Traci and her friends.

Debbie Prichard was another cheerleader. I had had a thing for her ever since she began to develop boobs when she was twelve. I had peeked up her skirt even before that - mostly by accident, when I was eight. She was on the swings, and I was on the ground, and she went up so high I could see her little white panties. Nothing sexy, of course - not at eight. Still, I guess she always was one of my secret fantasies.

Then, when we got older, and she developed - shit! She had blonde hair and blue eyes and huge tits. She was curvy. Voluptuous. (And I mean that in the truest sense of the word, not as a euphemism for "fat" or "overweight" like it's become.) I dreamed of fucking her big old tits, often. And of shooting my cum on her, watching it run down between her breasts...

"So then we went and picked him out some new swim trunks..." Traci was going on.

She's not going to tell Deb that, is she?

Traci smiled evilly, knowing I was freaking. She lay back into the corner of the seat against the door, scooting down so it was easier for her to play with herself where I could see.

"What? Uh huh... Well, I helped him pick them out, so you know he's gonna look hot!" She laughed. "What's that, hun? Sure! Why don't you stop by tomorrow. We'll hang out by the pool, and Jason can show you his new swimwear. I'll model mine, too, of course! What's that? Great! Yeah - see you then!"

Traci closed her cell phone and relaxed into her seat as she began to finger her pussy.

I was torn between trying to watch her, and trying to watch for any cars or vans that might come along side and see what she was doing.

Traci looked like she must have closed her eyes. Her face was relaxed, and her smile was becoming that tense look of pleasure one gets when you orgasm.

"Oh yeah..." she moaned. She had two fingers in her pussy, now.

If I didn't have to use the stick shift, I'd lend her a hand, fingering her myself.

"Shit, Trace," I muttered. "You call me 'horn dog'?"

Traci shivered and shoved her fingers in deep. A loud sigh escaped her lips, and my hard on throbbed. She slipped her fingers out of her pussy, then sat up, scooting close to me. Traci put her fingers under my nose where I could smell her. I could smell another scent along with hers - mine. My cum. The two together was intoxicating.

"Like?" she asked playfully. 

I nodded, and Traci placed her fingers against my lips. I licked them and sucked them, tasting us. Fuck - I wanted more!

"Maybe later," she grinned. "A little snatch - oh, I mean snack - later?" She giggled seductively.

Her hand rubbed my dick through my shorts. 

We were close to home, and she kept it up all the way until I stopped the car.

"You coming?" she asked with a smile. "Oh, sorry - well, you know what I mean..." 

"Bitch," I joked back. I sat there in the car while she took her packages into the house. I needed a minute to let my hard on go down before I went in the house. 

"How'd it go?" our mom asked while she sat on her exercise bike, lifting up a headphone from her MP3.

"Great!" Traci called and went to her room.

I grabbed some juice from the fridge and smiled at my step mom. "Yeah - it went okay."

My step mom smiled and went back to her cycling. "Good," she said. "I'm so glad to see the two of you getting along!"

Mom - you have no idea...

That night, I was hoping Traci would sneak into my room again, but no such luck. I debated over whether or not to sneak into her room, and pay her a little visit. After all, she did say "all you ever had to do was sneak into my room..."

Instead, I lay in bed, dreaming about it, and stroked my cock until I came. The release let me relax, and I went back to sleep.

The next day, I had to work, so Traci and Deb had the pool all to themselves. Deb acted all disappointed as I walked past them in my work clothes. Traci just smiled and waved, and pulled her top down, exposing one beautiful breast, then blew me a kiss.

I waved back and shook my head. Fucking work...

When I got home, I could see the folks had had a BBQ for dinner. And to my surprise and delight, Deb had been asked to stay. 

"A sleep over," Traci giggled and winked at me. Deb smiled, and she, too, had a wicked glint in her eye.

I bet they planned something while they were here all afternoon.

My pulse quickened, and I had to focus on my food and drink to try to prevent another hard on.

We all watched cable together, with Traci and Deb driving me crazy with their winks and sly looks. Plus, they were wearing their bathing suits and T-shirts. Traci's legs drive me crazy, while Debbie's tits make me drool. They were having a lot of fun tormenting me with peeks and flashes, smiling as I tried to hide any embarrassing bulges from our parents.

Finally, our folks went to bed, leaving Deb, Traci and me alone.

My heart began to beat so hard, I could feel it in my throat.

But Traci was cool. She knew what she was doing, and she loved to take her time. She waited a good half-an-hour before she got up from the recliner, winking at Deb that it was time, and coming over to me.

"You ready, stud?" she said, hushed. Her eyes were mysterious and sexy. I looked up at her as she stood in front of me, and Debbie giggled and came up next to her.

"I guess so," I said. They helped me up, and we all snuck outside.

We have a small pool house that my dad had converted into a mini gym. We had our weight sets in there, and a pull-up bar/gravity boots suspender; a couple of weight benches; inflated exercise balls; all that jazz.

Traci lead us in, then checked to make sure our folk's lights were out.

"All clear," she whispered. 

Debbie giggled.

Traci smiled like a cat with me her mouse. 

"Debbie - Jason's never gone down on a girl before. Can you believe it? And since you're so very good at oral, I thought you should teach him."

Debbie looked at me, smiling and laughing. "Sure," she said, flashing her pearly whites. She licked her lips slowly, teasing me.

My cock sprang up immediately.

"Oh, such eagerness!" she exclaimed joyfully. She bounced up and down and I enjoyed watching her tits bounce, too.

Traci had a mysterious smile on her face, her eyes shiny and full of desire, and I knew she had some surprise in mind.

She slipped off her T-shirt and strode over to the bench. Then, teasingly, like a slow strip, she slipped off her bikini bottoms. Sitting like a queen, her legs apart, she motioned for me with her finger.

I walked over, my cock making a joke out of my shorts, but she held up her hand, stopping me, when I was about two feet away. Then, with her evil grin, she beckoned to Debbie, who slipped off her top, exposing her wonderfully massive boobs, and crawled over to my sister.

"Watch and learn, bro," Traci whispered. Her voice was husky, full of lust and hungry with desire.

Debbie glanced up at me, smiling wickedly, her eyes shiny and teasing. She licked her lips, then leaned forward, stopping just shy of Traci's pussy.

"Watch and learn, Jason," she said before moving in. 

My eyes were riveted on the sight in front of me. I was hardly aware of Traci watching my face, staring at me softly, as Debbie began to eat her out.

Debbie kissed Traci's pussy, just like they were her real lips, like a lover. Gently at first, pressing them. Then her tongue slid out and touched Traci's folds. Traci made a small gasp, but kept her eyes on me even as my eyes were on Debbie and Traci's pussy.

With a glance at me, Debbie smiled and leaned in closer. She lowered her mouth and stuck her tongue out further, placing it all the way at the lowest edge of Traci's pussy. Slowly, she licked Traci from bottom to top, then back down. Traci's eyes closed, and she looked like she was in heaven.

"Oooooh fuuck..." she moaned softly.

Debbie giggled, and began to flick her tongue playfully on Traci's pussy. Traci gasped and reached down, putting her hands on Debbie's head.

I was dying to masturbate, loving every second, wishing I could capture it all on film and watch it over and over again.

Debbie scooted closer, and sat on her legs as she used one hand to spread Traci's pussy lips apart. Traci smiled, and opened her eyes, watching me as I watched.

Again, teasingly, Debbie lapped at Traci's pussy, then placed her mouth over Traci's whole pussy, sucking and licking. She stiffened her tongue, and slid it into Traci's slit, fucking her with it like a little dildo. Traci gasped again, and had a hard time keeping her eyes on me. She wiggled and Debbie laughed, going down on my sister even more. Debbie's face pressed into Traci's mound like she was eating pie at a pie-eating contest with no hands. She shook her head, letting her mouth vibrate across Traci's pussy. 

Traci began to writhe and moan. Her breathing became rapid, and she shook, which made her beautiful breasts jiggle, delightfully. 

"Oh, oh, oh," she began to moan. She glanced at me, then, controlling Debbie with her hands, she made Deb slow down. "Easy, Deb. Easy. I want him to learn."

Debbie pulled back, licking her lips which were covered with Traci's juices. I longed to lick them up from her.

"And so do you," Traci said. Debbie smiled and nodded, and gave me another seductive glance.

Debbie got up on all fours, and kissed the top of Traci's mound, up where her patch began. Traci kept it shaved so she had a little "landing strip" down the center. Debbie's breasts hung between Traci's thighs, and rubbed over her wet slit.

"Oooh," Traci crooned.

"I remember you liking that," Debbie said with a wicked smile. She grabbed one of her breasts and pointed the nipple at Traci's pussy and bounced it into her like she was fucking her with it.

"Ooh, ooh, ooh," Traci responded with every bounce.

"Yeah," Debbie sighed and tit fucked my step sister.

After a few minutes, though, Debbie slid back down and began to suck and lick at Traci's pussy again.

Traci sighed and had to lay back, shifting on the workout bench so she could lay back. It actually helped me see better as she lay back, exposing herself more to Debbie's lips and tongue.

Debbie grinned, and began to flick her tongue over Traci's clit, which had now become exposed.

Traci writhed and moaned. Part of me was worried that her moaning was so loud, it might waken our folks. But I was too entranced, too turned on and horny, to care.

"Ahh fuck," Traci sighed. "Oh yes - oh yes - right there! oh fuck..."

I was dying. Debbie's eyes were closed as she focused on getting my sister off with her tongue. As Traci got more turned on, Debbie pressed her mouth deeper and harder against her. Finally, with a wide-eyed look, Traci came, reaching down and pulling Debbie's face tight into her crotch. Debbie just kept doing whatever she was doing until Traci's hand relaxed and she pulled her pussy away.

"Ok - enough... enough..." she gasped. She was breathless and dazed.

"That was fucking hot!" I said.

Traci laughed, and Debbie did, too, wiping her mouth and chin. "Mmmm," she sighed, tasting the juices from her fingers. "You want a taste?" she asked me, standing.

Traci watched as Debbie stepped close to me, kissing me with her lips covered in Traci's cum. I moaned, and slid my tongue across her lips, then down her chin and along her throat. Debbie's nipples hardened, and she moaned pleasurably.

Traci got up from the bench, approaching us. She swayed her hips seductively as she did so.

"Practice, bro," she said with a smile. Traci turned Debbie from me and began to kiss her, licking up her own juices from Debbie's face and mouth. Debbie hugged her, and the two stood there, bellies and breasts pressed against each other, as I watched. Then Traci stepped back a little, and Debbie hugged her side as they both stood looking at me.

"If you do well," Traci said with her mischievous glint, "there'll be a pleasant surprise for you..."

I wasn't sure what she meant. Am I going to get to go down on Trace? I wondered, and the idea excited me more than I had imagined. Or Debbie? Either way, I was ready to do my best. I was eager to try!

"Well," Traci said, reaching out to take my hand and leading us back to the bench, "You've got one of the best teachers I know right here." 

Debbie smiled and squeezed Traci's ass. "It was my pleasure," Debbie said. The two of them kissed, deeply, with tongues, driving me wild.

Debbie sat down where Traci had been, and slipped off her bottoms. Traci knelt down on one side and motioned for me to get down in the center.

Debbie leaned forward and kissed me, French kissing, exploring my mouth with her tongue. I did my best to imitate her, and kissed her back. Finally, she sat back and said, "Wow! You're right, Trace - he is a good kisser! Very good." She opened her thighs and touched her pussy, spreading the lips apart for me. I caught the scent of her wetness, and I loved it. "Good kissers make the best pussy lickers," she said with a giggle.

Placing her hands on my head, Debbie guided me to her pussy. "Just like kissing," she said. "Start off slow, get things wet and hungry, then go for it! Follow my lead, though. I'll help you through it."

Traci laughed. "She will, believe me. Because the better you do, the more you let her guide you, the more she gets off on it. And when Debbie cums... whew! Watch out!"

Debbie laughed, and her gorgeous breasts jiggled and swayed. She looked down at me with shining, hungry eyes. "I've wanted to do this for a long time," she said.

I leaned in and kissed her pussy. Her aroma was so warm and inviting, and she was already dripping wet before I even began. It was easy, and so delicious, to use my tongue to catch her juices, lapping them up as they flowed out of her golden triangle.

Traci sat and watched, playing with her pussy, licking her lips as she watched me. I could see her fingering herself out of the corner of my eye, which fed my desire all the more.

"Oooh, nice..." Debbie sighed. She held her outer lips apart for me, allowing me to concentrate on the wet, inner labia instead. I licked all around her pussy, from top to bottom and back up, in a continuous circle. When my tongue neared the top, it slid over her little button of a clit. I didn't know, but Debbie's clit was just waiting, biding its time, until it emerged from under its hood, like a little penis. I sucked on it, rolling my tongue around it, then pressing against it with the flat of my tongue. I lapped from the bottom of Debbie's slit to her clit in one long, slow lick. Debbie shuddered, putting her hands in my hair. 

"Oh fuck, that's it... don't stop..." she urged. She was rubbing her breasts with one hand, pulling and squeezing the nipple, while her other guided my face, pulling it in tighter. I could hear Traci breathing hard and fast, getting ready to cum, too. I dove in, shoving my tongue into Debbie's pussy. She moaned, and held my head for a second. Then she whispered, "Go back to the sucking, Jase - please!" she wriggled her hips. "Tongue fucking's good, but it's the clit that's the best!"

I complied willingly. I withdrew my tongue and went back to sucking on Debbie's pussy. For some reason, I suddenly got the urge to tease her mercilessly, remembering all the years she and Traci tormented me. I flicked her clit with my tongue rapidly, making Debbie tremble and shake, then I'd back off and slowly let it slip from my mouth.

Debbie let out a long, low moan of pleasure. 

"Ooohhh...." she writhed and bucked. I kept my mouth clamped around her pussy, flicking her clit. "Oh - that's it! That's it! Don't stop! Don't' stop! That's it!" Suddenly, Debbie grabbed my head and pulled my face into her pussy tight. Her hips came up off the bench as she tried to push against my mouth so hard it almost hurt! "Oh fuuuuck..." she sighed as she came. She held me there as her orgasms subsided. Her juices flowed down my chin and dripped onto my chest.

"Whew! Jason," she sighed and then laughed as she sat up. She leaned forward, lifting my face to hers, and kissed me like she had Traci earlier. Her juices flowed in and out of our mouths. I was delighted that I had pleased her.

"Not bad, bro," Traci said with a smile. "Not bad at all. Right, Deb?"

Debbie took a few breaths, coming back down, and smiled. "No, not at all. And that was your first? I don't believe it," she said and ran a hand across her breasts.

"Well, I have seen a lot of videos," I explained. 

Debbie and Traci giggled. 

"Isn't this better than any video?" Traci asked as she slid up onto the bench next to Debbie. She hugged the other girl and looked down at me. She began to play with Debbie's nipples, and Debbie leaned back into my sister, enjoying it.

I smiled. "The best!" I said. Debbie's pussy juice was still on my chin and lips, and I loved the taste of her. So different from the sample of my sis I had gotten. Traci was more sweet, while Debbie was more like - well, like plums, dark and ripe.

"Now you know why girls go down on each other," she said and reached down, making Debbie spread her thighs. With her hand, Traci began to play with Debbie's wet pussy. She slid her middle finger in, fucking Deb a few times with it until Debbie writhed, then withdrew it and placed it in her mouth. She sucked it like she had just dipped her finger into a honey pot.

Debbie took Traci's hand and put it right back on her snatch, pressing Traci's hand indicating for her to continue what she started. She leaned back, turning her head, so that she could kiss my sister.

Traci obliged, fingering Debbie while they kissed.

I slipped off my shorts and sat watching as I stroked my hungry cock. I spat on it and jerked off.

Debbie looked down, watching me with dreamy blue eyes as Traci finger fucked her in front of me. She gasped a little as she came, grabbing Traci's hand and not letting it go until her orgasm subsided. I was stroking myself harder, ready to get off in earnest.

"I think he deserves a reward," Debbie said and Traci nodded.

Debbie slid off the bench, kneeling in front of me, while Traci stood and came behind me. She motioned for me to stand as she wrapped herself around me from behind, grasping my hard on and stroking along with me. Debbie licked her lips, her mouth poised in front of my cock, eyeing it hungrily.

"Let me," Traci whispered in my ear. Her breath on my neck tickled sensuously. I let my cock go and Traci wrapped her hand around it firmly. She began to jerk me off while Debbie sat in front of my cock, watching it like a hungry slut. She had one hand down between her legs, playing with her pussy, while she watched.




Step Sis Ch. 06-07



"You two are so bad," she said huskily. "So fucking twisted, jerking your brother off on me like this..." She smiled wickedly and pressed her tits together.

Traci lowered me slightly, and Debbie took the head of my cock in her lips.

Oh man! 

Looking up at me, she watched me seductively while Traci used Debbie's saliva as a lubricant for her strokes. I felt my orgasm building, and both girls could feel it, too.

Debbie got on her knees, steadying herself, her eyes wide and hungry. Traci was stroking me hard and fast, and I could feel the press of her pussy against my ass. It felt wonderful!

"Oh shit!" I gasped as I came. It was weird because I wasn't controlling it, more going along for the ride.

Debbie pressed her tits together, catching my load as Traci jerked me off onto her tits. Both girls were moaning, Traci was biting her lip unconsciously as she jerked me hard. 

"Whoa! Whoa, sis! Easy!" I said as Traci's motions kept pulling on my cock painfully, now that I'd orgasmed. I felt a finger on my rectum all of a sudden, and Traci slipped the tip into my ass. 

"Whoa!" I came again, shooting another load on Debbie's chin and neck. She giggled and moaned, tipping her head back to catch more on her throat and let it run down her cleavage. She was rubbing my cum all over her breasts, rubbing it in, as my second, more intense orgasm faded.

Traci kept slowly stroking my cock, milking every drop of cum out of it and onto Debbie. Finally, Debbie stuck her tongue out and ran it up my cock from the base to the tip, then wrapped her lips around the head, sucking out anything that might remain.

"Fuuuck!" I groaned.

At last, I had to sit. My legs were shaking and weak. Traci laughed and let me go, getting down to French kiss Debbie in front of me. The two of them were sharing my cum!

"Mmmm," Debbie moaned.

"Mmm-hmm," Traci agreed. The two hugged, and then sat side-by-side as they gazed at me.

"Fuuck..." I sighed, feeling buzzed.

"A little strong," Debbie said, smacking her lips, tasting the last of my cum.

"Yeah. He needs to change his diet if he wants a girl to swallow him on a regular basis," Traci said in agreement. Her eyes watched me with mischief.

My diet? I wondered what the hell they were talking about.

"You see, Jason," Traci explained. "Guys who eat a lot of meat end up tasting like meat. Salty. Strong. Some girls like that, most don't."

Debbie nodded, absently rubbing the remnants of my cum into her breasts. "Veggies are the best! Guys who eat nothing but fruit? I can swallow their cum all day long."

"Or honey," Traci said. Looking at me with that glint in her eye, she said, "If you cut out coffee or tea, anything with caffeine, and just ate like almonds and honey - mmmmm! That will sweeten you right up!"

I listened, hoping this meant there'd be more of this going on!

Debbie leaned in and whispered to Traci but so I could hear, "I think he's getting the idea!" She grinned at me and licked her lips seductively.

My dick, not one to ignore such a thing, hardened - much to their mutual pleasure and giggles.

"I told you he was a horn dog," Traci giggled. Leaning to kiss Debbie quickly, she said, "You thought my jerking him off on you was twisted, wait until you see this!" So saying, Traci crawled seductively over to me.

Her eyes were dark and filled with lust. My cock pulsed, wanting to fuck her intensely.

"Remember what we did in the dressing room, bro?" she asked huskily.

I nodded, stroking my cock as I looked down at my oh so sexy sister.

Traci smiled seductively, licking her lips slowly. She got up onto her knees, climbing up my body with little kisses and bites. Her hand wrapped around my cock, and she kissed the head, teasing me, driving me crazy.

"No way..." Debbie said in disbelief. "You didn't? You two didn't? In the mall?!"

Traci never took her eyes off of mine. I nodded, seeing Debbie out of the corner of my eyes. Traci was becoming the focus of all my desires right now.

"Shit... You fucked your own brother..." Debbie muttered softly, her face showing that it excited her, the kinkiness of it. She slid onto the bench, one hand slipping down to play with her pussy. "You two are so twisted... and so hot!"

Traci continued to climb up me, her hand stroking my cock, her eyes locked on mine. I knew what she wanted. I wanted it, too.

I grabbed her, like I had in the shower. Hungry. Mad with lust and need. I kissed her roughly, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. Traci gasped and answered my passion with her own.

I broke the kiss, licking and biting her throat and down to her breasts. I sucked her beautiful boobs, making her tremble. In the background, I could hear the squish of Debbie's fingers in her pussy as she finger fucked herself in an increasing tempo.

Traci gazed at me, letting me take the lead. I liked that. It turned me on even more that she wanted me like that.

"On your knees, sis," I moaned. "Now."

Practically purring, Traci complied. She got down on all fours, facing away from me, her ass and pussy exposed awaiting my lust. She could also get a better view of Debbie fucking herself as she watched us, hungry and intent.

I got down behind Traci, rubbing the head of my shaft up and down her pussy lips, letting her wetness lubricate me. Then I slid into her.

This second time was sweeter than before. Less intense, yet more so due to the incredible eroticism of the whole situation. I didn't feel rushed. There was no heightened sensation due to fear. It was pure pleasure, every inch of the way in. Her warmth and wetness felt indescribable. Like smooth velvet, enveloping me. I moaned.

Traci pushed back, driving me deeper inside her. Then she slowly relaxed. I followed her lead, pulling my cock back and then driving it in again.

Oh god, this feels good! I was fucking her, truly fucking her, with total delight. Looking up, I saw Debbie watching us, turned on and rubbing her pussy rapidly. I didn't know if she was about to cum, or had cum, or whatever. I didn't care. All I knew was the sheer bliss of having my entire cock encased in Traci's wet pussy.

"Mmm - oh god, yes, Jase..." Traci moaned. She began to meet my thrusts, pushing back as I pushed forward. My balls began to swing and then slap against her mound. "Yes - yes - yes..." she said.

I picked up the tempo, surprised I hadn't cum already - it felt so delicious inside her! "Oh fuck, Trace.. oh fuck..."

Debbie was biting her lip, she was watching with such an intense stare. Hungry. Wild. I liked it. It fed my thrusts into my sister.

"Yeah..." Debbie sighed. "Yeah - fuck that pussy. Fuck her, Jason. Yeah... fuck her hard."

Traci reached back, her face twisted with delight. I never wanted this to end.

Traci was merely making groaning sounds, and I grunted as I continued to fuck her. She moved forward, and I followed her down, until she was on her belly, her ass pushed up toward me. Traci began to bite her own hand to muffle her screams of delight.

Traci has a beautiful ass. I couldn't help myself, but pulled her legs up so I could balance on my knees, freeing up my hands. I kept one on her hip, pulling her tight as I banged into her. I sucked the index finger of my right hand, getting it wet, and then teased around Traci's ass with it. She glanced back, her eyes wild with pleasure, and I slipped it in, fucking her with it in time with my cock in her pussy. 

Traci let out a mewl of pleasure. She went back down onto her forearms as I felt my orgasm building.

Debbie said, "Oh fuck it!" Then, the next thing I knew, she's slipping under Traci, her head coming out under my balls and Traci's cunt. Traci bent down and began to eat Debbie's pussy, while Debbie tried to capture my balls with her tongue.

Traci's juices were dripping down onto Deb's face, falling off my cock. Debbie wriggled one arm free and wrapped her hand around my shaft. She pulled me free on an out-thrust and pulled my cock down into her mouth. I drove forward, letting Debbie deep throat me. Traci whimpered, though, from the sudden cessation of her pleasure.

Debbie grinned, smacking her lips and winking at me as she guided my cock back into Traci's pussy.

I was in heaven. Debbie sucked my balls into her mouth, twirling her tongue around them and between them. The sensation was indescribable. Coupled with the feel of Traci's hot pussy wrapped around my cock, I was ready to blow.

A few more thrusts and "Uhn!" I grunted as I came. I squirt my jizz inside Traci's pussy, and I felt her pussy quiver as I did. I bowed over her back, unable to control myself, as I pulsed and pulsed, shooting all I had into her.

"Yeah, Jase..." Traci sighed. Then her pussy quivered some more, and it felt almost like it was giving me head. My cum trickled out around the base of my cock, dripping onto Debbie's face and into her mouth as she opened her lips to catch it as it came flowing out of my sister.

Traci looked back at me with her devilish smile.

I could only sigh and catch my breath.

Debbie wriggled, smiling, her face coated with the mixture of Traci's and my cum. "Twisted fucks," she said joking; hungry.

Traci winked at me as her pussy seemed to conract yet again around my shaft. "Kegel exercises," she said with a smile. "I told you, they're good for fucking." She continued to make her pussy contract and relax until I saw her close her eyes and an orgasm rippled through her. After it passed, Traci sighed and rolled forward. My cock, shrinking now anyway, slid from its nice, warm home and softly bounced against Debbie's face. Debbie grabbed it and licked it clean.

"Fu-u-uck..." I sighed. I was spent. Buzzed. High with pleasure like I'd never experienced before.

Traci lay back on the floor, taking deep breaths. She pulled her legs up, and looked at Debbie and I. A strange look crossed her face. Fleeting, but for just a spilt second, she looked - jealous? But then her face softened and she closed her eyes.

"Fuck!" she shouted. "That felt good!"

Debbie and I laughed.

My laugh died short when I saw a light go on, falling through the pool house window.

Shit! Did we wake up our folks?

End Part 7 



Step Sis Ch. 08



Peering through the curtains, I saw my dad and my step mom slip outside. Naked. 

It was a bit of a shock, despite the fact that I had just had the most intense sexual experience of my life! But still, it takes a second for the shock of seeing your parents' bodies naked like that.

"Nice dick!" I heard a voice say from near me. It was Debbie, and her hand went down to caress my worn cock as she checked out my dad. "I can see where you get the huge cock from," she said smiling.

Warm breasts pressed against my back, and warm lips kissed the side of my neck, as Trace hugged me from behind. I squeezed her in return.

"And I see where Traci gets her hot bod from," I said.

My cock, under Debbie's touch and the heat of Traci's body, began to stir. Debbie slowed her stroking, wrapping her hand more firmly around me, as we watched our parents slip into the pool.

Debbie said, "It's so cool your folks are still like this with each other!"

Traci added her hand to Deb's, and caressed my ass as well. "Yeah," she said. 

With an odd glance at me, Traci nodded for Debbie to open the curtain wider. "Have you ever - you know... thought about mom the way you think about me?" she asked.

I swallowed. It would be a lie to say I had never looked at my step mom as anything but a dutiful son. "Well, yeah..." I wheedled.

Traci smirked and squeezed my ass. "Perv!" she said.

Mom and dad were making out in the pool, and were hard to see. But [Nancy], our mom, climbed out and was silhouetted by the house lights. In profile, her figure was incredible. Nancy turned and, laughing, dove into the pool. My dad chased her, and they wrestled playfully in the water.

My dad then climbed out, and came closer to the pool house.

Shit! I thought. We're busted! 

And while I might be able to explain being naked and sweaty with Debbie Prichard, having Traci there as well was problematic at best.

Fortunately, dad stopped shy of the pool house, tripping over the hose I had left uncoiled from the day before.

"Damn kid!" I heard him say.

He kicked the hose closer to where it should be coiled, and mom called to him. She had slipped out of the pool, and was waving for him to join her as she readied to go back inside.

The two of them stood kissing like young teens, and it became obvious that dad was aroused - his hard on was visible from the pool house. Mom took him by the woody, and guided him inside.

"That was close," I sighed.

Debbie began to jerk me harder, and I backed away from the window to lie face up so she could do with me what she wished. Whatever they both wished!

Traci straddled my face, facing Debbie, who swiftly climbed on me and slid onto my cock. Smelling Traci's sweet pussy, recently filled by my jizz, and feeling Debbie's warm pussy engulfing my manhood at the same time was heavenly! The two girls began to kiss, playing with each other's nipples, while I did my best to lap at Traci's pussy. 

Traci pulled back a bit, and reached down to twist my nipples as Debbie focused on fucking me.

"So," Traci said with her odd grin. "You've thought about fucking mom?" She pulled on my nipples almost painfully. Almost, but not quite.

"N-no," I muttered, trying to concentrate. I had to move my head slightly to speak. Traci moved her pussy onto my lips, shutting me up. I didn't really mind.

"Sure," she said. "I bet you have - just like the time I caught you masturbating. I did, didn't I tell you, Deb? How I caught him looking at porn and made him get off for me - all over me. Didn't I tell you?"

Debbie moaned, "Mm-hmm... You told me. It was hot!" She drove herself deep onto my cock and rotated her hips, grinding me slowly, deliciously, inside her pussy. 

Traci reached down and spread her lips with her fingers, putting more of her weight on her knees so her pussy was exposed to my tongue. "Oh, shit, yeah, Jase... that's it! You're so good at this!"

I was pleased I was pleasing her. Debbie was relentless, and my hard on felt like it would last forever. I guess I'd shot almost all my goo, and had no idea what would happen next now that I was unlikely to cum.

Debbie's face dropped forward, and she joined me in licking Traci's pussy for a few moments. Traci grabbed Debbie's head and pulled her closer.

"Oh, fuck, yeah you two! That's it! Just a little more..."

Finally, Traci came, her juices dropping onto my face and chin. Traci then sucked on Debbie's tits until Debbie began to writhe and shudder on my cock. Soon, she came as well, arching back and thrusting her hips down, trying to take my cock as deep as it could go.

"Fuck, girlfriend," Debbie said. "He's still hard! Let's switch!"

I lay there, gasping, as the two girls swapped places. Debbie straddled my face with her drenched, warm, sweet pussy while Traci slipped her hot snatch onto my cock. The differences were amazing. Traci's pussy just felt - well, more like a fit. I don't know how else to describe it. 

Debbie was sopping, and I guess still sensitive from her orgasm, so I was able to more languidly enjoy her as I ate her. She wasn't looking to get off, not right away. No, she seemed to want to just savor the sensations.

Traci, though, was beginning to ride me more earnestly. I felt like her pussy was pulling on me, taking me tighter and deeper with every stroke. Her body wanted mine, wanted my seed, anything of me it could take, and my body responded. I began to thrust to meet hers, and that wonderful sound of moist flesh sliding into and over each other picked up in tempo. It became a blur - Debbie's scent and juices; Traci's moans and trembling body; my own quivering flesh, thighs shaking, ass clenching - until I felt this wonderful tickle in my balls, deep down inside my body. I knew I was going to cum, again, and I wanted it, needed it. And Traci seemed to sense it. Her pussy "sucked" on my cock until I orgasmed.

I didn't shoot much - I simply didn't have enough jizz left to do so - but it was sweet. Satisfying. I came, and Traci came with me, and Debbie rode along with both of us. And when it was done, I just felt exhausted and comfortably numb.

Debbie slipped off of me at some point, or I passed out momentarily. Or both. But I woke up to having both girls snuggled up against me, lying on the floor. I drifted off again.

I woke up alone. And stiff. The floor was not a good place to sleep all night. 

I don't know when the two girls slipped back into the house, but they left me sleeping in the pool house. And they had taken my clothes!

"Traci!" I cursed. This was her perverse sense of humor to do something like this. 

The sun was coming up. Chances are one or both of our parents were up and about. And for me to sneak back to my room, I was going to have to risk getting caught bare assed getting in the house!

Just my luck, it was Nancy who caught me as I snuck down the hall toward my room.

"Jason!" she exclaimed as she stood staring at me.

I felt like a deer in headlights.

I dropped my hands to hide my cock. Mom's eyes flickered down and widened momentarily, then crinkled in amusement. But she was still acting shocked when she said, "Just what do you think you're doing, young man?"

"I - uh... I..." I stuttered.

Suddenly, Traci's bedroom door popped open and she and Debbie "innocently" discovered me standing naked in the hall.

"Oh my God - Jason!" Traci feigned surprise. Debbie leered, but joined in the "shocked innocent" act.

"I - sorry! I was just, uh... getting back from a quick dip in the pool." It was lame, but might pass.

Mom looked at me oddly. She waved the girls back into Traci's room, then turned to me and looked at me hard. The humor was still in her eyes, though. "Jason, you know better than to walk around naked with three mature women in the house. What's gotten into you?"

I looked down at the floor. Shame is a good antidote to lust.

"I know, mom. I'm sorry. Just - working too much, you know? Wasn't thinking. A swim sounded good."

"Well, no harm done. I'm sure your sister has seen her share of penises. And that Debbie Prichard, too. And it's not like I haven't seen you naked before..."

I wasn't sure what she meant. I mean, she hadn't been around when I was that small to have seen me in the bath or anything.

Mom suddenly looked a little embarrassed. "Well, just be careful when we have guests, that's all. Not everyone is as liberal as I am, okay?"

I looked up. Mom was smiling oddly. I smiled back. "Sure, mom. No problem."

Mom turned to continue doing whatever she was getting ready to do before she "caught" me. She stopped and looked back. "And about working too hard? Thank God we're going on vacation together as a family, right?"

I nodded. "Right, mom."

She smiled and went into the kitchen.

I just closed my bedroom door when it was pressed open by Traci and Debbie, who closed it behind me. They were smothering their giggles.

"Brat!" I whispered.

Traci flashed me her tits. "Maybe - but you love me, don't you, bro?"

I did. "Yeah. I do." I smiled.

Debbie stomped in mock petulance. "And who's going to love me?" she asked.

"Awww," Traci said and went and hugged her. Then she kissed her, sexually. I got aroused right away. (No surprise.) "We better leave Jason here before we get carried away. Can't have so much fun with the old folks at home," she joked.

The girls left, and I lay down, my head spinning. Things were getting wild - fast.

A few nights later, Traci lay in bed with me, curled up after our quiet lovemaking. (Though we could hear our parents, so we figured we were safe as long as we made less noise than they did.) She asked me softly, "So, tell me the truth - have you fantasized about fucking my mom?"

I kissed her. "No."

"Liar," she said and bit my lip as we kissed.

"Really, Trace - I haven't thought about fucking your mom. Just - well, like my porn - I mean, she has a great body! And it naturally appeals to my maleness, and I have thought about - watching her. Seeing her naked. You know?"

"Masturbating?" Traci asked wickedly, teasing me with her lips. My cock hardened and she knew the answer. Traci looked at me, measuring something, maybe my arousal.

"Jason? What would you think of me if I said I've though about... well, your dad - that way?"

A sudden twinge of jealousy surged through me. Brief, but undeniable. I think Traci sensed it.

"Not - well, emotionally. Not - well, not like what we share," she said, soothing me. She climbed on top of me, pressing her body against mine, slipping my cock between her legs and teasing me with the promise of penetration. "But - well, just lust, you know? Like you and my mom."

I nodded. "Yeah - okay. Well, I guess I can understand. I mean, it makes sense."

Traci smiled and kissed me. She let the tip of my penis just press past her outer lips, then pulled away. She knew how to drive me crazy, my sister!

"And what if I've also thought about my mom - that way?" she asked wickedly. She parted her pussy slightly more and pressed down, taking me into her sweet wetness.

I moaned, distracted. The question didn't really register consciously. All I knew was that Traci was turning me on so I would have agreed to just about anything, have offered to share or do almost anything.

"Your mom?" I finally asked as I realized what she had asked. By then, Traci was already sliding up and down my shaft deliciously. She looked down at me with her mischievous eyes and nodded, curling her lip seductively.

I felt a throb go through my body. "Well, I guess it's kind of like you having sex with Debbie or another woman..."

"Which turns you on to no end," she smiled and leaned down, teasing me with her tongue. 

"Which turns me on to no end," I admitted and began to thrust with more urgency and need.

We rolled, and I began to fuck Traci deeply. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I came inside her. She held me until we both relaxed and cuddled again.

"So, have you?" I asked gently.

"Have I what?" Traci asked dreamily.

I snuggled close and breathed my question in her ear, sending shivers through her body. "Have you thought about having sex with your mom?"

Traci moved close, enjoying the cuddle. "Yes," she said, her eyes twinkling.

"Whoa!" I sighed. That was heavy. And somehow, incredibly erotic.

"So - you're not disgusted with me?" she asked, though she knew I wasn't.

I kissed her, deeply. "No, Trace. I'm more turned on by you than I have ever been before. And that's saying a lot since you are my every fantasy come true."

She laughed and hugged me. "Oh, Jase! You're so sweet! I just can't get enough of you!"

We made love again, Traci taking my cum inside her pussy, before sneaking off to her own bed.

I'm scared to admit it, but I actually missed her when she left, and wanted to wake up with her after a night of sex and do it all again.

The following week was our family vacation. We went to a lake up near Yosemite. Dad has a cabin up there, and it's pretty secluded. Before Traci and her mom had come along, it was not unknown for "us men" to "get a little wild" and run around buck naked, acting like savages for fun.

The drive up was - interesting. Traci and I sat in the back, and she even managed to give me a hand job while supposedly "sleeping", her head on my lap. Traci had thrown a blanket over my lap, and it hid her hand. I kept a nervous (and excited) eye on our parents, but they were too busy watching the road. Plus it was several hours into the drive, so nobody was all that sharp by that point. 

Traci told me later that she had actually wanted to give me head, but realized it was too risky. (She did, however, do exactly that shortly after we were all settled into our rooms!)

I was dying to eat her out, fuck her, anything! But we had to wait. We had to be patient.

The first night, we were all too exhausted, and nothing happened.

The next day, though, things began to get strange. Exciting, but definitely not the "family vacation" dynamics we'd had in the past!

First, about midday, when we were swimming and sunning off the private dock, my dad gets up and jumps into the lake with a huge splash, soaking all of us. But then his trunks come flying up onto the dock, and our mom is standing there saying, "David? I can't believe you!"

She's laughing; he's laughing. So, mom pulls off her swim suit and she jumps in.

Ok - no big deal. Skinny dipping. Plus, the water hid most of the sight of their naked bodies. 

But then Traci pulls off her swim suit, and she stands there challenging me to jump in naked, too. If it were just us, I'd have done it, no problem! But it was our parents. Then I remembered what Traci had shared - about being sexually attracted to my dad, and her mom, and I felt a woody threaten.

Traci must have recognized the look in my eyes, because she cannon balls into the lake, making our parents shield themselves from the splash. It also gave me a chance to dive into the water before anyone could see my hard on. 

"C'mon, champ!" my dad called. "Take 'em off!"

"Yeah, Jase! Take 'em off!" This by both Traci and our mom. 

So I pulled my trunks off and tossed them on the dock.

The water was cold, so I had little fear of a hard on now.

My dad swam out to the buoy, and began to swim back. I followed. It was tradition. We tried to see how many "round trips" we could swim. I'd been able to hold my own against my old man for a couple of years, now. It felt good. Plus, it helped wear me out. The women climbed out and went back to sunbathing, getting an "all-over" tan.

By the time dad and I had swum about twenty laps, we were pretty worn out. I climbed out, too exhausted to feel aroused or embarrassed. Dad, too, seemed a bit winded. We lay down and soaked up the sunlight, which felt incredibly good. Warm sun on cool bodies. I was happy.

I dozed. I woke up, feeling comfortable, even naked around my mom, now. Dad had a BBQ going, and mom and Traci were sipping beers, their swim suits replaced and topped by long T-shirts. Nancy threw me a towel to wrap around my waist. I noticed, however, that Traci and she both gave me an unconscious "once over, twice". Traci tossed me a beer.

The women stayed out on the dock, while we men cooked dinner. It was quite a repast! Nothing like good exercise, clean air, and good food to make one feel mellow in a hurry. I guess the higher altitude didn't hurt, either.

We had hot chocolate with brandy while we all sat in front of a fire inside. Traci was snuggled close to me, discretely, while mom and dad cuddled pretty openly. I swear, dad even groped Nancy's breasts once or twice when he though no one was looking!

Traci excused herself at one point. I went to get up and follow, but she waved me to stay put.

"I have a surprise," she said and winked.

Our parents, already somewhat buzzed by the food and beer, just nodded and whispered to each other lovingly.

Traci came back and, to my surprise, she sat down with what looked like three hand-rolled cigarettes. 

"Weed?" I asked. "You brought weed?"

Traci smiled mischievously. She lit one up, took a hit, and passed it to me. " 'S okay," she rasped. "Mom's cool. And your dad. We've just never - done it together."

I took the joint and inhaled. It was smooth - good stuff. I handed it, somewhat awkwardly to our parents. Nancy took it from me.

"Thank you, honey," she said and took a drag. Leaning back, she pulled my dad's face forward and he moved to kiss her. She blew her smoke into his mouth. It was incredibly sensual.

Looking at Traci, I noticed that her nipples were showing through her T-shirt. She had taken off her swim top, and was (presumably) naked underneath her long T.

Dad took a hit, then passed the joint back to me. "Good shit," he wheezed.

Ok - I knew my dad was cool. I even suspected my dad had smoked pot before. But to actually see it was something altogether different!

I took another hit (mainly because I needed one) before handing it back to Traci. Traci, though, waved it away, already lighting a second. So I passed it back to Nancy.

A few hits, and the mood became very comfortable and mellow.

And we began to talk. Like a family. Interested. Laughing. Sharing. Our previous vacations had never felt like this. For the first time, as strange as the circumstances around it were, we felt "close."

Traci obviously had the highest tolerance, and she seemed to be kind of guiding the conversation. She got dad and I to share some about life "before" - before she and my mom were in it. They shared about some of their experiences before they were part of our lives. Traci even brought up the trip to Europe she had gone on when she was, like, twelve or so.

Nancy laughed as Traci admitted to admiring all the Italian men in their Speedos.

"Even at that age?" Nancy asked, amused.

"Well, shit, mom," Traci said. "I was already masturbating when I was that age. Why wouldn't I notice?"

Traci moved closer to me, handing me her joint. Our hands touched, and it lingered for a second or two before I moved. It felt warm. Nice.

"How old were you, Jason? When you first started jerking off?" she asked me. Her leg moved next to mine. I could feel her, her energy, and I began to get aroused. In a mellow, buzzed sort of way.

"Shit, young. Yeah - about that," I muttered.

Nancy shifted against my dad, and her hand ran absently up and down his stomach. David looked glazed, almost like he was purring under Nancy's touch.

"Are you still a virgin?" Nancy asked - I assume she was asking me, but I'm not sure, now.

"No," I said and swallowed.

My dad smiled. "That a boy!" he said. "How long ago? Anyone we know?" He was buzzed.

"Oh, uhm... actually pretty recently. But - well, I don't want to say too much about it. I mean, I really - care about this person..." I said lamely.




Step Sis Ch. 08



Luckily, the weed obscured the lack of specific details.

Traci shifted closer. I could almost feel the warmth of her nakedness against me, and I wanted nothing more than to surrender to it.

"Ever make out with another boy?" Traci asked me. She was playing this like Truth or Dare.

"No," I answered and blew my smoke in her face.

"David?" she asked my dad.

"Me? No. No - never did. Not my thing. Women, though..."

Nancy gave him a playful slap. He took a hit, then blew his smoke into her mouth. They kissed for several minutes. 

Watching them, feeling Traci so close, was charging me sexually like a growing storm cloud.

"And what about, you, mom?" Traci asked, taking a drag. "You ever kiss another woman? Sexually?"

Nancy broke her kiss with my dad, and looked dazed for a moment.

"What, hon?"

"Have you ever made out with another woman? Sexually?" Traci asked again.

She had an odd look in her eye, that "cat who swallowed the canary" look I'd seen before, and she put her legs over my thigh.

Nancy looked at my dad and smiled shyly. "Well..."

David looked surprised, but intrigued. "Go on, honey - have you?"

Nancy glanced at Traci before saying, "Traci, honey - you know I have. We have very few secrets from one another."

Traci smiled and blew smoke. I could see her hardened nipples more clearly, now. I was getting a woody, and Traci began to caress it (not so discretely) with her foot.

"And what about you, sis?" I asked. I knew the answer. I just wondered who else knew. Or how much.

Traci smiled cockily and said, "Yep! Several. Sometimes there's nothing better than a sweet pussy to stick your tongue into. Or finger. Or nose..." She laughed.

Nancy smiled, seemingly because whatever David and I might think, Traci was sure to outdo her in terms of "shock value."

My dad's voice rumbled as he asked, kind of sleepily, "But - you like men, don't you? I mean - you're bi, not gay, right?"

Traci smiled and stroked my cock with her foot more openly. "Oh, I like a good cock, too, never fear..."

Dad seemed to relax. I guess women with women is cool, but only as long as it doesn't replace the man to him.

Nancy's hand absently brushed over my dad's cock, and he shifted to allow her to go ahead and play with it.

"Go ahead, mom," Traci said. "You know you want to..."

Nancy was clearly buzzed, too, and the sexual charge was catching. Her hand slipped down my dad's shorts, and he let out a satisfied groan as soon as her hand touched his cock.

Dad lay back, and even pulled his shorts off and moved onto the couch so that Nancy had much better access to his hard on.

Traci looked excited and pleased. And me? I found it kind of cool to watch my dad get stroked by Nancy. Except, I wanted Nancy to get naked, too.

"Mom?" I said. I sounded weird to myself. "Why don't you take your clothes off and get comfortable?"

David seconded my suggestion, and helped her slip out of her clothes.

"So beautiful..." David said, gazing at Nancy's body as he lay back to take it in. 

"Do you think so?" she asked.

"Oh, yeah," dad answered.

I nodded, too.

Nancy smiled. Her nipples were hard, pulling them dark and tight. David reached down and pinched them, making her gasp.

Nancy's hands began to stroke David's penis, and he moaned and closed his eyes. His moan was pure, sensual delight. I knew that feeling.

Traci pulled up her T, and slipped off the next-to-nothing thong underwear she had on. She spread her legs, not obviously flashing our parents, but she didn't attempt to hide her trimmed slit, either. I could smell her scent, and my cock longed to be enveloped by her.

Traci moved closer to me. Her breasts rubbed against my arm, sending electricity through my skin. I hoped it was affecting her the same.

"Mom?" Traci said softly. So softly, it was almost dreamlike. "Mom? You really are very beautiful..."

Nancy seemed to be in a trance. She caressed my dad's cock, but finally heard her daughter's compliment.

Traci crawled across me, exposing her (oh so sweet) ass as she leaned toward her mother.

"I'd like to kiss you, mom," she said. "Please..."

Slowly, with David and I looking on in aroused disbelief, Nancy met Traci's lips. They kissed gently, not quite sexually but not maternally either. Traci held her pose, letting her kiss and the desire behind it, flow into her mother's mouth. Nancy then, tentatively at first, but with growing passion, began to return her daughter's kiss. Soon, they were swirling hungry tongues in each others' mouth.

"Whoa, fu-u-uck..." my dad sighed. I echoed the sentiment.

"Go ahead, Traci," I urged. "You know you want to..."

Traci smiled, but never broke her mother's gaze. She kept her eyes on Nancy's, desiring, asking, pleading. Nancy succumbed willingly.

I moved onto the L of the couch, able to watch. I pulled off my shirt and shorts, and began to stroke myself as I watched. My dad did the same.

Nancy helped Traci slip off her T-shirt, and the two sat kissing and caressing. It was like a beautiful sculpture brought to life. They caressed each other's breasts - so familiar yet so new. They gazed at each other, learning each other anew. Nancy admired her daughter's body, so similar to her own. More youthful, more taught. But Traci reflected back the same desire, seeing her mom as the example of what she could become.

Dad had the same glazed, pleased, dreamy look I was sure I had. We were hardly aware of the fact that we were jerking off in front of each other. Only that something incredibly beautiful and erotic was unfolding in front of our eyes.

Nancy began to kiss down Traci's throat and then suckled on her daughter's breasts. Traci's eyes closed in rapture, holding her mother's head firmly yet gently. She sighed. Her hand drifted down to her mother's pussy, tracing shivers across Nancy's belly. Finally, she slipped a finger into her mom's wetness.

Nancy moaned, long and low. Traci took the initiative, and helped her mother lay down. My dad was perpendicular to them, and probably had a better view. But I got to see Nancy's pussy as Traci laid her down and moved between her mother's legs. I thought I was gonna' cum right then and there!

Traci was far gentler than I had ever seen her before. She kissed each thigh, and each inner thigh, working her way to her mother's quivering pussy. When she finally pressed her lips to Nancy's slit, Nancy shivered and sighed, goose bumps covering her body. Her eyes rolled, and she moaned and rocked her head back in forth in delight.

Traci placed her tongue at the edge of Nancy's lips, and slowly traced her mother's pussy from bottom to top and back down. Then she moved closer, flicking her tongue across Nancy's slit with more rapid movements. Nancy began to writhe and groan in ecstasy. But Traci, I knew, was good at eating pussy. There was no way she was going to give her mom less than her best!

Traci teased Nancy's lips, toyed with her clit, pulled away just long enough to give her mom some respite before attacking her pussy more hungrily, more fiercely. Nancy clawed at the floor. She cried softly. She grasped Traci's hair, pulling her daughter's face into her pussy, thrusting her hips into her daughter's mouth, trying to get herself to cum. But Traci controlled it. Kept her mom wanting, needing more.

"I love you, mom," Traci murmured, pressing her lips across her mother's soaked pussy hair. "I want to hear you say it, mom."

Nancy could barely speak. She was almost delirious with desire, lost with lust.

"Say it, mom," Traci pressed. She dove down, driving her tongue deep into Nancy's pussy. 

Nancy gasped, and clutched at Traci's hair. "Oh my god... oh my god..." she began to mutter.

"Say it, mom. Say 'I want you to make me cum!' I want to hear it, mom. I want to hear it, Nancy..."

Using her mom's formal name seemed to do it. Nancy surrendered, crying out, "Oh god, yes, Traci! Make me cum, honey! Please, oh god - make me cum!!"

Traci smiled and closed her lips over Nancy's clit. She sucked and flicked and rolled it with her lips until Nancy's back arched and her body bucked.

"Oooh - my - go-o-o-dddd!!!" Nancy cried as she came. Her body wracked, and I wondered how Traci kept her mouth pressed to her mom's pussy. But Traci stuck with her until finally Nancy put her hands on Traci's head and pushed her away. "Enough! Enough. Oh my god..."

Traci moved away slowly, watching as her mother tried to catch her breath. Nancy lay, nearly unconscious, slowly regaining her awareness. Traci stroked her mom's body until Nancy had settled down, then moved into a loving embrace. the two kissed, lovingly, not quite at passionately. Afterglow.

"Whoa..." my dad exclaimed. "I nearly came just watching," he said.

Traci smiled. She looked at me, and I nodded I had almost done the same.

"I'm glad you didn't, David," Traci said. With a final, warm kiss with Nancy, Traci crawled forward, between my dad's legs. His hard on was right in front of her face. "Because I love you, too, dad," she murmured as she went down on him.

Dad was stunned, but not displeased. hell, as buzzed as we were, given what we had just seen, who wouldn't enjoy it?

Yeah, okay - I felt a momentary twinge of jealousy. But then, I knew Traci loved me, and that she wasn't going to leave me for my dad. And, too, it was kind of cool to see my dad so relaxed and absolutely blown away!

Traci didn't have to work David long, though, before he gasped and her cheeks filled with his cum. I guess watching your step daughter make lesbian love to her mom, your wife, and then crawl to give you head might do that.

David groaned, and Traci cleaned him. Then she leaned down and kissed Nancy with her cum covered lips. Her step dad's cum, her mom's husband. Nancy's eyes widened, but then closed as she allowed it to wash over her. The pleasure. The forbidden nature of what had just happened.

And Traci was saving me for last. 

Traci stood, her body exquisite, enticing me. Her mom crawled up to cuddle with my dad, and the two of them watched as Traci waited for me to come to her.

"And now, you, bro. Lover."

The secret was out. But shit, I wanted this! And maybe now we could be with each other more openly.

I stood. My cock was so erect, it stood stiff in front of me, the head level with my navel.

Traci put her hands around my cock, lowering me between her legs. I lifted her, and she wrapped her legs around me, driving her pussy down on my cock. I groaned, Tracie cried.

Leaning back, I began to bounce her up and down. She assisted me, as awkward as the position was. But I wanted more control. I wanted to feel my cock deep inside my sister's pussy; to feel the edges of her inner lips slip over my penis again and again. I wanted to press deep inside her cervix until I sprayed my cum into her womb.

I lay Traci down. I was hungry. She was horny. The weed numbed me a little, but not too much. I turned Traci over, moving her onto all fours. I slammed into her. She crawled forward. I pursued.

As I drove into her, Traci moved between her mother's legs. Nancy reached down, and Traci and her mom clasped hands. I fucked her. Traci writhed, her mother held her tight, looking at her daughter's face. I focused only on my cock inside Traci's pussy. I drove it deep, and pulled it back. Traci tried to move, but her mother's grip held her in place. Traci, at last, was not in control. She had to surrender - surrender to me fucking her while her mother held her hands in place.

Traci began to shake. Her orgasm was building unlike any she had ever had with me before. Finally, hands clenched white with Nancy, Traci's head snapped back and she literally howled as she came. I felt the rush of her hot juices and the pulsing of her pussy over my cock, and I drove myself deep, deeper, deepest, and came. I shot everything I had, pulsing like mad, as if my body wanted to flow inside my sister's pussy.

I groaned, and lay myself down on top of Traci's back. She pressed back against me, and Nancy let us go. We slid to the floor, and I stayed spooning, my cock still inside her throbbing pussy.

As we lay recovering, I looked up as Nancy and my dad hugged each other close.

"Well," my dad said at last. "Like father, like son. He has good taste in women." He kissed Nancy, and she smiled. "And in women who taste good."

Traci giggled softly. I didn't want to move.

Carefully, David and Nancy stepped over us and said "good night". When Traci and I were conscious enough, we got up. As we were passing the master bedroom, however, we noticed the door remained open. My dad and Traci's mom were making a statement. Traci took my hand and kissed me. Together, we moved into our parent's room.

I never did make out with my dad. Nor my dad with me. We just couldn't seem to cross that line. But we did share the women we loved. I made love to Nancy, Nancy to me; dad to Traci, Traci to dad. Sometimes dad and I did Nancy together. I even made love to Nancy and Traci together. (Traci, kinky as she is, prefers two women in her threesomes. Nancy, however, really loves being taken by two men at once.)

And so that's how my Step Sis, one time tormentor and spoiler of my life, became the one woman I loved and desired more than any other. Our family is closer, now, than ever. Trips are something we look forward to. And Traci, as my lover, is very willing to bring in and share new girlfriends. 

We live in our own place, now. People don't know that we were "step siblings". Unless, that is, Traci is upping the "kink" when she brings in a new girl to share. Nancy visits, and she blows away Traci's friends by also being allowed to join. Sometimes the ties are secret, sometimes not. It all depends on the company.

And me? What can I say? I'm lucky. I'm happy. I'm blessed. I have everything one man could ever want or need.



Step-sister



"How did I end up here?" Jason had been searching for an answer for the last 3 months. 

Life is a rollercoaster, and Jason's was no exception. When his mother Janie died six years ago, things seemed to spiral out of control in a hurry. His father Thomas started to drink a lot more. His regular beer after work soon turned into a bottle of scotch a week habit. Weeks would pass with hardly a word spoken between the two, mostly because Thomas would regularly drink himself into a stupor. When he came finally came out of the alcoholic fog, he realized how much he had neglected his only child, and the two quickly formed a new bond. 

Jason was your typical insecure adolescent, despite all of his good qualities. Even through the difficult years, Jason was an exceptional student and athlete. Even back when he was a freshman, Jason had been a starter on the basketball team, the top ranked tennis player in the district, and was breaking school records in almost every swimming event. Despite his talents, Jason had become withdrawn at school, shunning anything resembling a normal social life. He didn't know how to deal with his mother's death, so he threw himself into sports to take his mind off of his problems. Those who weren't in awe of his abilities were intimidated by his icy demeanor and ferocious competitiveness. Even his own teammates were a little afraid of him. Jason's only weakness that anyone knew of was his home life, which weighed upon him like a bag of bricks. He needed a change of scenery in the worst way. 

All of the good changes in Jason's life seemed to stem from Rose. His father had met Rose at a conference out of town, and they immediately hit it off. Jason always suspected it was Rose that had gotten his father to stop drinking, to start living life again. If she was his reason for going on, Jason was all for it. Besides making his father happy, Jason genuinely liked her. She was a warm and caring person with a teasing sense of humor that was easy and infectious. Jason still missed his mother, but if he could pick anyone for his father, he would have picked Rose without a second thought.

Four months later, they were packing boxes. Thomas had put in for a transfer at work so he and Rose could move in together. Jason was nervous about moving to a new place, but if it made his father happy he was willing to agree to just about anything...even living with Rose's two daughters. At 15, Jason was beginning to wonder if living with girls his age would be all that bad. Maybe if he was lucky, they would be as nice as Rose, and he had always wanted to have siblings. He thought, who knows, they might even be able to put in a good word for me around school and help me get settled in. The more he thought about it, the less he worried. Knowing Rose, they would probably be the sweetest people on the face of the earth. 

When Thomas and Jason drove up to the two story brick house it was snowing so hard they could hardly find the driveway. Thomas didn't care, he was just happy that they had made it in one piece. Steering the large truck on icy roads from St Louis to Chicago had taken a toll on his nerves, and he was ready for a hot meal, a shower, and some loving. Jason just wanted to get inside where it was warm. Winters in St Louis were never this cold or windy, and despite wearing his warmest clothing for the trip he was colder than he had ever been in his life. 

Before they could knock on the door, Rose was waving them into the house, telling them to shut the door before any more snow could blow inside. Jason took in his new surroundings and liked what he saw. Rose's house looked welcoming, and glowed with the love and care that only a woman's touch could give. Best of all, there was a roaring fire burning in the living room, where Jason promptly planted himself to thaw out. Mugs of cocoa and marshmallows were passed around, and for the first time in years, Jason let his guard down, relaxed, and smiled. He stood up to shrug off his scarf and jacket, and before he could react he had spilled his cocoa onto someone standing next to him. He looked up in horror to find that his clumsiness had splattered a large brown trail onto a cream colored camisole that revealed more than it covered the fantastic breasts in front of him.

"OH MY GOD THAT'S HOT!" she screeched, and quickly pulled the material away from her skin to minimize the burn. Then she made a dash for the stairs and with her back to the room, pulled the garment over her head revealing a great expanse of skin before running to her room to clean up and get another top. He could see a bit of the sides of her breasts, and from what he saw they looked quite enticing. 

"Oh geez, I'm so sorry" said Jason. 

"It's okay, accidents happen" said Rose with a chuckle. "By the way, the one you just spilled on is my eldest daughter, Cassandra, but we call her Cassie, and this is my younger daughter, Stephanie." 

"It's so nice to finally meet you Jason; my Mom has told us so much about you. Well, actually she hasn't told us all that much, but I'm sure we'll get to know each other in no time." 

"Uh, like wise" Jason stammered. "Is Cassie going to be okay? I hope that I didn't burn her too bad." 

Rose giggled again. "Knowing her, she probably planned it that way so she could take off her shirt in front of everyone." Rose tried to stifle her giggles, but no one could hold it in and soon the room was filled with the sounds of laughter. 

"I heard that MOTHER, and don't worry, I think their only second degree burns, glad that no one except Jason was concerned." 

"Come on Cass, we all know you're a closet nudist. I mean really, could you have whipped your shirt off any faster?" said Rose. 

Cassie tried to act angry, but even she was starting to laugh at herself. "Can I help it if I want to share my beauty with the world?"

"Beautiful AND modest. Well you could at least introduce yourself to Thomas and Jason before getting naked" said Stephanie. 

"Oh yeah, sorry, nice to meet you both. And don't worry Jason, I've had worse from lying on the beach." 

Jason couldn't tear his eyes away from her chest, now a rosy pink in contrast to her otherwise creamy complexion. He had never seen someone with such dark hair and yet such milky white skin. He stared a bit too long before locking his eyes on the ground and stuttering, "Uh yeah, sorry again....I....I should be more careful." 

Stephanie, being the softer of the two jumped in to rescue him. "Come on Cassie, it was an accident, could you at least TRY not to embarrass our poor new brother to death?" She wrapped her arm around Jason's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Don't mind her, she doesn't mean any harm." 

Cassie, in mock disgust replied, "I won't embarrass him to death if YOU will refrain from mothering him to death. Jase, a word of caution. I know I can be difficult, but SHE'S the sneaky one. She pretends to be little miss innocent, and before you know it you're eating out of her hand just like everybody else." 

"I AM NOT sneaky!" 

Rose stopped the argument before it could start. "That's enough you two. Steph, why don't you show Jason his new room while the rest of us get the essentials out of the truck."

Before Jason could offer to help, Stephanie had latched onto his arm with both hands and was practically dragging him up the stairs. 

"I hope you like your room." She flopped onto the bed and patted the space next to her, beckoning Jason to sit down. Lying on her side with her head propped up by her hand, she looked so innocent and comfortable with herself. For the first time Jason realized how cute she was. She had dark blonde hair that was straight and fine, framing an angelic face. Her nose was somewhat prominent, but not so big that anyone would call it large, it just gave her face a hint of character with a slight point at the end that was very cute when she wiggled it. Cassie was right, she did look very innocent. He gingerly sat down next to her, unsure of what to say, he glued his eyes to the blankets covering the bed beneath them. Stephanie sensed his apprehension and mercifully broke the ice first. 

"Is this the first time you've had to move?"

"Yeah."

"I know my way around the school pretty well. On Monday we can have lunch together if you want. That way you won't have to sit by yourself. I can introduce you to some of my friends too."

"Uh, thanks Stephanie, that's very nice of you, but I don't want you to go to any trouble for me. Don't worry, I'll be fine." Jason didn't know why he said that. I don't feel fine, I'm nervous as hell! And this gorgeous thing just offered to help me out, what was I thinking??? Before he could say anything else, Stephanie sat up and lightly put her hand to the side of his face and turned his head towards her. She waited until he brought his eyes up to hers. 

"Hey, I know this is probably tough for you, coming to a new place and having to live with girls and all. I know you don't know me all that well yet, but I just want you to know that if you ever need anything, just to talk or whatever, that I'll listen, okay?" For emphasis, she reached out with her free hand and placed it in his lap over his own, and gave his a squeeze for reassurance. Her tenderness shocked Jason. It had been a long time since anyone had shown him such kindness. Her large green eyes were so expressive, so filled with compassion that he found he could not hold her gaze. For some reason, his eyes began to tear, and before he could stop it a single tear spilled down his cheek. Shame flooded through him. He had tried for so long to shut out any feelings, to never show a hint of weakness, and for a long time he had been successful. And now there is this girl who seems to be able to see right through his defenses. One tear turned into many, and for the first time since his mother died, Jason silently cried. Without saying anything more, Stephanie pulled him to her and wrapped her arms around his neck. Jason let out a sigh and let his body relax into her, his head resting on her shoulder as she gently rubbed his back, telling him it was okay and that she understood. Neither of them knew how long they stayed like that, but both of them could feel that a bond had grown between them. 

Jason was the first to pull away. He didn't really want to, he liked the way she touched him, but he was still embarrassed that he had cried in front of her. Steph acted as if it was the most natural thing in the world, got up and headed for her room. She stopped in his door way, looked back and said, "I really meant what I said, you know. Any time you want to talk, okay?" Jason just nodded and forced a smile. Stephanie gave him a warm smile back. "You better get some rest Jason, you've had a long day. We'll talk more tomorrow morning." And then she was gone. 

The next day Jason woke up feeling refreshed, almost like a new person. He threw on his warm ups and decided he'd start the day by taking a jog around the neighborhood. Down the stairs he went and found that Rose and Cassie were already up making breakfast.

"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" asked Rose.

Jason replied "I just thought I'd go for a quick jog before breakfast, you know, to work up an appetite. Besides, I was stuck in the truck all of yesterday, and I want to get some exercise."

Rose started to giggle again. "Okay, if that's reallllly what you want to do, go for it."

Jason was a bit puzzled, but he realized what she meant after he opened the door and ran face first into a snow drift. He quickly stepped back into the house and slammed the door behind him. Rose and Cassie were hysterical.

Between fits of laughing, Rose managed to say "I'm sorry Jason, but I just couldn't help myself. Come over here, I'll get you something hot to drink." 

Cassie made a move to sit on the opposite side of the table. Jason gave her an indignant look, but Cassie cut if off by saying, "no offense, but I'd rather not wear your hot chocolate again." 

"Cassie, be nice. You have to give poor Jason some time to get comfortable here before you start teasing him," said Rose. "And put some clothes on for heavens sake, there are men in the house now." Cassie was in the habit of walking around in her underwear most of the time, and today was no exception. She was wearing a pink lace bra and matching panties and both looked a size too small, and a cream silk robe which she conveniently forgot to tie closed. 

"Oh Mom, I'm sure the boys won't mind a bit. Jason, is it really so terrible to see me like this?" she said with a sultry smile. She even ran her long pink tongue over her upper lip for emphasis. 

Jason's senses were on overload. Cassie was a slim, curvy 20 year old. Her narrow waist only made her hips look more full and round, and her heart shaped ass was impossibly tight and firm. Her breasts were not huge, but nicely proportioned to her frame, a good c-cup and stayed high on her chest. Everything about her just screamed out sensuality, as if she was advertising to the world that she would be an exquisite fuck. Her black hair and creamy, smooth skin gave her a mysterious quality that only made her teasing all the more maddening. 

Stephanie came bounding down the stairs just in time to save him from staring to long. "Cass, must you torture Jason like that. I don't think you could blame him for spilling on you again the way you're dressed right now."

Cassie smirked back at her sister. "Oh, you love it too. Besides, if I didn't tease him you wouldn't be able to come to his rescue all the time. Then who would you have to mother to death?" Deep down, Stephanie new she was right, even though she would never admit it. 

As always, once Rose interjected it was over. "That's enough girls. Hurry up and get ready, we have to unload the truck today so Thomas can drop it off this afternoon." Without further discussion, everyone finished breakfast and got ready for a day of moving and unpacking. Soon they had dug a path through the snow to the driveway and were unloading the rest of the boxes from the truck. It didn't take long at all with so many hands to share the work. When they were finished, Thomas left to return the rental truck and Jason was busy unpacking his things in his new room. He was in the process of hooking up his computer when Stephanie stuck her head in the door.

"Hey, thought you might like some company while you're unpacking. Want some help?"

Jason smiled at her, and without hesitation this time accepted. He was beginning to think that he wouldn't really want to deny her anything she asked of him. She was just too damn....sweat to say no to. He thought back to what Cassie had said last night and was beginning to have a feeling she was being more truthful than he initially gave her credit for. Steph headed straight for his boxes of clothes and started to neatly hang, fold, and organize his wardrobe. 

"Wow, you have a ton of sports stuff. I guess Mom wasn't joking when she said you were some kind of sports prodigy."

Jason actually blushed. Usually he wasn't quite so uncomfortable talking about sports, but he really didn't want Stephanie to think he was full of himself. "Uh, I guess I need all of it because I practice a lot."

"Yeah, I guess that makes sense. So are you going to try out for any sports right away?"

"Its definitely not tennis season right now, so I guess I'll go for basketball and swimming for now until it warms up enough to hit the courts again."

"That's funny, I didn't see any swimming gear in here...."

Suddenly alarms went off in Jason's head. He would die of embarrassment if she found his Speedos. It was the only thing he didn't like about swimming, besides having to shave his body hair. If it wasn't his best sport he probably would have quit by now to concentrate on tennis and basketball, but he was such a natural that he couldn't give it up. Now in a panic, he jumped up to find out where his Speedos were. 

Too late, as he looked up Stephanie had a pair of navy blue Speedos stretched out in her hands, eyes wide and a silly grin on her face. Jason could only cover his eyes and groan. Now embarrassed and defeated, Jason flopped back onto his bed, hoping it would become a hole that he could crawl into. 

Stephanie realized she had embarrassed him and tried to smooth things over as best she could, but she was just too amazed, and a bit too curious to let the opportunity slip away. "Well aren't these wittle things cute!" she said in baby talk. Jason couldn't help but laugh with her, she had effectively diffused the situation as always. 

"No they're not cute, I hate them! I mean, they don't exactly leave much to the imagination."

"So, have you ever caught any girls checking you out at your competitions?"

Jason paused to think it over. Even though he felt self-conscious wearing them, he never paid any serious attention to who was in the crowd. "I guess I don't really know. Before I race, I'm usually just concentrating on winning, so I don't pay attention to who's watching." 

"Wow, that's pretty intense. I guess that's why you're so good at it huh?"

Jason's modesty took over at this point. "I dunno, I guess I'm alright. I've never gotten kicked off the team or anything." 

Just then Stephanie found his trophy box, or more accurately one of his many boxes of trophies and medals. She picked up a small stack of wooden plaques first. When she undid the bubble wrap her eyes grew wide in amazement. Etched into the wood, it read "State Record Holder: Jason Donovan, 100 meter freestyle, Boys 18 and under." There was a whole stack of them, each of them with a different record. Jason blushed again; he didn't really know how to deal with his success sometimes.

"Never got kicked off the team huh? I've never heard of any coaches throwing state record holders off the team either! When were you going to tell me that you were some kind of future Olympian?" 

"Who, me? I'm nothing special, I just try hard. There's probably loads of guys that could be faster than me, but they don't put there talent to work the way I do."

"Well think what you want, but I KNOW you're something special. With you being so good at sports and all, I bet you can't keep the girls away from you. Mom will have to get you a secretary to take messages from all the hotties that want to go out with you."

Jason hung his head, unable to look her in the eyes. "I wouldn't say that."

Steph, perceptive as always, knew she had hit a sore spot. She kneeled down in front of him on the carpet so he would have to look at her face. With a knowing smile, she said, "well then I'll just have to set you up with some of my girlfriends, won't I?" 

Jason wasn't so sure about that. Besides, how could any of Stephanie's friends compare to her? She was just so damn adorable. Even now in her pink sweat pants and tank top, she looked delicious. He loved the way her hair looked pulled back in a pony tail, with a few stray strands falling around her face, the way she kept tucking them back behind her ears, the way she always held his hand when he got embarrassed around her. If she wasn't going to be his sister soon, he would have thought she was the perfect girl for him. He needed to get those thoughts out of his head right now.

Steph was looking up at him with that amused look on her face that he was beginning to recognize. "Hey, earth to Jason, penny for your thoughts?"

"Oh, uh, sorry, just spacing out for a minute."

As if that response was going to satisfy her curiosity. "Come on, seriously what were you thinking about just now?"

"Nothing, really, thanks for all your help with my stuff, really."

"Okay hotshot, I'll let you off the hook for now. I'm gonna go down to the basement for awhile and chill. Feel free to come hang out if you need a break, k?" 

"Sure, thanks Steph."




Step-Sister



It's been a couple of years now, but, I remember it like it was yesterday. My step-sister, Tracy, had just turned twenty-one when her husband of only a year had decided it would be best to find someone else. I thought he was crazy! Tracy was about 5'2", with blonde hair that flowed to the middle of her back, the bluest eyes I've ever seen, a new set of D-cup breasts (thanks to the ex), a washboard stomach, firm legs, and an ass that would make you hard just thinking about it. On top of all of this, she had a personality you had to love. I'm just about your average guy. I'm 5'10", about 180 pounds, dark hair that I keep pretty short, pretty tan (I worked a lot of outside jobs), and kinda built from so many labor jobs. The one thing not average about me was my dick size. I know you've all heard guys brag about the size of their junk. Well think what you want, but, I'm about 8" long and around 3" thick when hard. 

When Tracy's husband left, I was going through my own relationship problems. My girlfriend of two years just wasn't working out. I had bought a house, and really didn't want anything to do with it when everything between us went bad. So, I left it to her and moved into my dad's. Tracy had decided to move in there, too. Now, me and Tracy had not grown up together. By the time her mom and my dad got married she was 19 and I was 21. Tracy had already been living with her, at that point, fiancee. I had been living in my house with my girlfriend. Needless to say, we weren't very close.

The first couple of weeks were mostly quiet between the two of us. I stayed constantly busy with my friends, while she was always out with different guys. That soon changed. 

One night, while our parents were away, Tracy came downstairs and said she needed to use the computer for a minute. I told her it was no problem, and continued watching the tv program I had been halfway through. A few minutes later, I heard her ask, "Why aren't you out with the boys tonight?". I told her that they had all gone out on a hunting trip. Tracy then asked why I hadn't gone. "I'm not much of a hunter, I guess." was my only response. She almost seemed shocked by me saying that. 

"This is big, tough Brock. He does all of that manly stuff." she said, sarcastically.

"Not as much as you'd think. By the way. Why aren't you out with your boys?" I said with a grin on my face.

"You make me sound like a slut! I've only been hanging out with a couple of guys, and, I haven't done anything with them because my ex knows them, and may find out. It would cause more shit than I'm ready for in court."

I had thought I really made her mad. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound like an asshole. I just figured you'd be with one of them."

"not tonight. I just needed a break from all of the partying. It's not as fun as I thought it would be."

I then thought of a great idea. Never thinking of what could possibly happen from it.

"You should come out to the bar with me. We haven't really hung out since we met. You hear all of the stories about how I am when I go out. You should see for yourself."

She replied,"Do you really want your little sister hanging out with you at the bar?"

"You're not really my sister. It's not a big deal if you came out. My friends seem to like you(well her body. Not that I'd tell her that). It'll be fun."

She sat looking at me for a moment. "Okay. I'll go. BUT, if you get annoyed by me, let me know and I'll walk away."

"You got a deal."

A few days later, it was friday. My friends had all come back from hunting, and had been calling me all day to make sure I was going out that night. I told them I was. I then proceeded to tell them about Tracy coming with me. Collectively, their excitement was obvious. "HELL YEAH!" was the common response from all of them.

It was getting later in the day. Tracy had just walked in around a quarter to six from work.

"I'm really sorry I'm running late. It was hectic as hell today. I never thought I was going to get out of there.", she said.

"There really is no rush. We don't leave until 'bout nine. You can take your time."

As she was walking up the stairs, she turned back to me and said, "For a guy who lived with a girl as long as you did, I figured you'd know how long it takes us to get ready." She then ran up the stairs and into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. I heard the shower start, so I figured I'd start drinking a little early. I grabbed the rum from above the fridge, and mixed it with a little coke. I settled down in front of the television. I was done done with my first glass when I heard the shower shut off. I was walking back into the kitchen when I heard the bathroom door open. Tracy decended the stairs in nothing but a towel that landed just above her mid-thigh. It was tied up around her bronze tits, showing a perfect amount of cleavage. I instantly got hard.

"Are you gonna make me one?", she asked, staring at my empty glass.

"Sure." I said, trying not to let her see me stare at her gorgeous thighs.

We stood in the kitchen, finishing our drinks and talking about the night that laid ahead. Tracy then told me she was going to get changed, and would be down in a little bit. As she walked back up the stairs into her room, I could clearly see the bottom of her beautiful, tight ass peaking out from under her soft, white towel. I was so hard, I thought I was going to cum right there.I shook the image from my head, telling myself, "She's practically your sister! You can't think like that!"

About an hour later, Tracy had finally gotten ready to go. As she walked down the stairs, I was dumbfounded. She was wearing black, thigh-high boots that laced all of the way to the top. A denim mini-skirt that was so mini, you could see a hint of her white panties as she walked down the stairs. A black tank-top, obviously without a bra, and her hair done in pigtails. I was so blown away, I started stuttering.

"A-A-Are you ready to g-go?"

"Yeah. What is wrong with you? You're stuttering and sweating. Are you sure you're okay?", she asked.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Just a little drunk, probably."

Just as I finished saying that, I heard a horn honk.

I told her "Mike must be here. We should get out there."

She smiled, and we made our way to the car. As we are walking out, I hear Mike whistle. "Damn girl! you'll get some attention in that for sure!" Tracy just blushed. I flipped Mike off as we got in the car.

"Remember Mike, she's my family. You fuck with her, you're fucking with me."

Mike grinned. "Don't worry, bro. I'm not dumb enough to fuck with you.(whispering)But, damn! she's fine."

"I know. Let's go."

The rest of the night went pretty well as planned. All of the boys showed up. All of them staring at Tracy. A few of them being pulled to the side and having the same talk Mike got.

When it was time to go, We had all had quite a bit to drink, except for Tracy. She told me while she was there that she wasn't much of a drinker, and the one from earlier was enough for her. Mike threw her the keys to the car, and told us to take it. He'd get a ride from some girl he had met earlier in the night. As I slid in the passenger seat, I watched Tracy slide in the driver's. Her skirt pulled up enough to let me see she was wearing a white g'string. her ass was more amazing than I had thought. Once inside the car, Tracy's skirt had rolled up, exposing the front of her sexy panties. I was looking at them when she looked at me.

"Does that bother you? I can't really get this skirt to stay down."

"Not at all. I just noticed the color white out of the side of my eye and was just seeing what it was."

"Yeah, yeah. good excuse." She said, smiling." Every guy looks."

I just told her she was crazy, and stayed quiet the rest of the trip home.

When finally home, Tracy asked if I wanted to watch a movie. I told her yes, and had her pick one out. She said she had a movie up in her room, and would go grab it. She wanted to change anyways. As I sat downstairs on the couch, Tracy came back in the room wearing only a wife-beater that was a couple sizes too small for her, and a pair of pajama shorts that were cut up to the very top of her thighs, with loose leg openings. She held up the DVD and showed it to me. It was one of my favorite movies. I told her to put it in. She turned and laughed at me.

"I'm not putting it in! The DVD player is on the floor, and if I bend over, you'll see everything!"

"only your panties. I've already seen those tonight." I couldn't believe those words just came out of my mouth. I had to be five shades of red.

"Yeah. If I was wearing any. These are my sleep clothes." She said with a smile. My cock twitched. I couldn't believe she just told me she wasn't wearing panties. Especially, in those shorts.

I decided to see how far I could take this. At the least, I could blame it on the alcohol.

"What's the matter? Afraid I might see your huge bush?"

"That's not a problem at all. I am always bald down there." My cock started growing.

"Yeah. me too." I said, smiling.

"Really?! I've never seen a guy that was bald. That's so cool." As she talked, she lifted her leg, resting her head on her knee. The leg of her shorts opened, showing me the sweetest pussy I have ever seen. Glistening with her juices. My cock started bobbing with my heartbeat.

"It's just hard to find a good razor.", I told her.

"Not if you use my kind. It works GREAT! See?" She then grabbed my hand and placed it on her lifted leg. Moving my hand up and down on her thigh. As we talked, I kept my hand there. Slowly moving it lower as the conversation heated up.

She then asked, "Since you and Faith(my ex) broke up, How much do you jerk off now?"

My inhibitions were gone. "About once a day. I got so used to having sex, that I can't deal without it."

"I do it about that much too. If not more. But that's really because I wasn't having it alot. And, when I was, It wasn't that great. You look like you could satisfy a girl." My hand was now resting just above her pussy.

"What do you mean?" I had to ask.

"Your dick. It looks big. well, bigger than any of the ones I've had." My pinky was now inside her shorts, running along her wet slit. her breathing was getting a little shorter, and her nipples were now erect. pushing hard against the cotton fabric pressed against her luscious mounds.

"Just how would you know that?"

She replies, "It's pretty obvious. Everything you wear is so tight against it." I've now slid my hand over her dripping pussy. I have pushed my middle finger inside her wet hole, and slowly began finger-fucking her. she has placed her hand under her tight wife-beater, rolling and pinching her hard, eraser-like nipple. She begins moaning as a slide my index finger in with my middle. picking up pace as her wetness rolls down my hand.

"MMMmmm... Oh God! H-H-How big is your cock? Unngh.." Now I have pulled my fingers out and slid my middle one up to her hard, soaked clit. rolling slowly around it, and, light pulling my finger across the top. Her breathing has become labored. more moans are escaping her lips as her waist begins to grind against my hand. I slide my hand down, over her dripping pussy to her soaked asshole. I run my finger around the tight hole, feeling her grind harder against the palm of my hand before bringing my fing back up to her, now throbbing, clit.

"Why don't you find out?" As I say this, She reaches down and feels my hard cock through my shorts. I then proceeded to furiously roll my finger over her clit. Feeling her mound contract against me.

"UHHhhh.. Oh my G-G-God! It's H-H-Huge! MMMmm.. I-I'm gonna... CUMMMMMmmm! OH G-G-GGGOOODDD!!!"

She had dripped her sweet juices down her ass crack, making a puddle beneath her. Her whole body spasming, and her pussy contracting against my finger which is now sliding up and down her open slit.

"Oh God! Stand up!" She tells me, forcefully. I do so, quickly. My cock throbbing and causing a massive tent in my shorts. She slides forward on the couch. I can her the liquid sound from her shorts. She places me in front of her. She reaches up and undoes my button and zipper. She runs her hand down the inside of my shorts and gives me a big smile.

"You weren't kidding about bald."

Tracy then runs her hand over my smooth skin before finally grabbing my shaft. She uses her other hand to lower my shorts. MY throbbing cock springs free. Her hand can barely wrap three-quarters of the way around my solid cock. She begins stroking it towards her. Back and forth. She reaches under with her free hand and begins rubbing my golf ball-sized nuts.

"Fuck! It's so big!"

She stops rubbing me. Tracy reaches down and takes off her pussy-soaked shorts. Then, she removes her top, exposing the greatest set of tits I've ever seen. Her nipples were smaller than I thought, rosy pink, with a perfect eraser shape petruding from the centers. She reaches between her legs to scoop up some wetness before returning to stroking my massive dick. Her other hand is furiously rolling over her clit.

"I really want to suck it! Unnngh!"

As she says those words, I move forward, placing my dickhead against her lips. She sticks her tongue out, licking the pre-cum that is dripping from the tip. She removes her hand from her pussy and places them on the backside of my thighs. As she does this, She opens her mouth and pulls me towards her more. My cock feels the warmth of her tongue as it slides halfway down the shaft before stopping. I knew she couldn't take much. She places one hand on the exposed shaft, stroking fast as her tongue rolls over and arond the head, then flicks against the sensitive part on the underside. My cum is boiling in by balls. I'm ready to explode when I feel her other hand move. It has come down to my balls, taint, and now working it's way up to my asshole. As my cock fills her mouth, I feel the pressure of her fingure press and roll against my dark hole. The sensation is too much.

"I'm C-C-CUUUMMINGG!!!"

Just then, I shot a thick, creamy load into my step-sister's mouth. she swallowed the first little bit of it, but, realizing it's too much, she pulled my dick out and jerked me off onto her unbelievable tits.

Tracy smiled at me while still stroking my cock.

"I'm going to get cleaned up. Hopefully that thing will be ready to fill another hole."She walked into the bathroom and shut the door. 

I couldn't believe what just happened. My mind was racing. But, the thoughts were just stirring up another erection for me. Tracy exited the bathroom and saw that I was only half-hard. She then did something I would have never imagined. Tracy got behind me and ran her hands down my arms and back. She reached my ass and slowly started massaging it. As she did this, I felt her run her tongue down my spine. I knew she must have been lowering herself. I thought her tongue would stop. I felt both hands part my ass cheeks, and felt the tongue roll right onto my asshole. She was sliding her tongue in and out of it within a minute. A hand had reached around front and began stroking my cock as she did this.

"Holy Shit! That feels amazing!", was all I could say.

My cock now hard, Tracy stood in front of me. Holding my cock she looked at me and said, "Let's fuck." She then turned around, put her knees up on the couch, and bent over the back. I've never seen anything so sexy. Her ass was the most amazing ass I've ever seen. Two ass cheeks, perfect hand size, with no blemishes whatsoever. Her asshole was completely clean. Pink almost. Her pussy, dripping with excitement, looked like a warm glove. I stepped up to her. Taking one ass cheek in each hand, I pressed my cock against her waiting cunt hole. As my thick cock spread her dripping lips apart, She let out small whimpers. I slid in slowly, feeling how tight she was. Her pussy juice was running down my thick shaft and dripping on the couch. I went as deep as I could, almost three-quarters of the way, when I started really thrusting. In and out, in and out. The sounds of her wetness only being covered by her screams and moans.

"OH GOD!!!! FFFUUUCCKKK!!! FFFUUUCCKKK MMMEE!!! UH-UH-UUHHHH! SO FUUUUCKKIN GOOOD!!!"

Every thrust was like an orgasm for her. my ball sack was swinging just enough to hit her clit, causing my excitement for her. Her pussy is now leaking juice everywhere.

"UH-UH-UH-UHHH!! IS MY COCK BIG ENOUGH!?!?!"

"FUUCK YEAEAH!!"

She finally yells,"III'MMMM CUMMMMMIINNNG!!!! OOOHHHH GOOODDD!! MMMMMMMMM!!! UHHHHH!!!"

I could feel her pussy juice running down my shaft and balls as her pussy contracted on my aching dick. That sent me over the edge

"I'M GOING TO CUUMMM!!"

She slides off of my cock, and turns around real fast. I stroke my dick as she rubs my pent-up balls. She then grabs ahold of dick and points it at her mouth. "UUUHUHHHH!!!" is all I could out as I shot thick rope after rope of cum on her face, tits, and stomach. 

Tracy looks up and smiles. She sits back on the floor as I collapse onto the couch. her head now resting between my legs, I start rubbing her shoulders. She reaches up and rubs the underside of my limp cock.

"You know you're not done, right? I licked you. When's it my turn?" With that she turned her head and flicked my tip with her tongue. 

It was going to be a long night...



Step-Sister Amber



My first story here on literotica so any feedback after reading my story will be good!




Hi! My name is Alex and I am sitting here in deep thought's how my life ended up the way it did, it does contain a amount of incest so if it not your cake stop reading here.

I grew up in a big city in a big home with a loving family, I got good grades and did always handle school work great. But since my life took a turn at the age of fourteen and if it hadn't taken this turn god only knows how I would be doing today.

My mother came from a very wealthy family and my father a very poor one, they found each other in an Ivy league college. I myself went to that same college and so did my wife. My father worked with computers making minimum wager. My mother on the other hand just never worked, she where to fine for work as she self said it. She got a lot of money from my grandparents as they owned a oil company, couple of professional sports teams and many smaller businesses. My mother told my father to stop work and enjoy the life with her, but he was no mooch as he self said and worked like any other man in the world would. I guess my mother didn't like his attitude and went out and found herself a boytoy.

When he then found out that my mother cheated on him he immediately demanded a divorce. He had signed a prenup and only walked out of the house with a car and me, he immediately took a job in Boston as his college roommate owned a big computer company there. So I and my father moved 800 miles east.

My father had worked on a computer program for over 10 years that his old roommate helped him distribute and he revolutionized the entire world in 1 year. We had gone from living in a 2 room apartment to something close to the size of a castle, in less then a year.

I know my father worked hard for and man did he deserve it. He did later meet a woman named Jennifer. He met her when he worked at his old roommate's company, and they had really hit it off. She had no idea that he was the one who came up with the program that revolutionized the world and she didn't know until 1 year after they had met. As he said it 

"I do not want to end up with a gold digger only after money".

So I was 14 years old I left my twin-sister Amanda and my big brother Steve with my mother which I initially hated because she did something I'd never expect and thought I'd never forgive. 

My father was always there for us when we needed. He loved and treasured all of us. Although I left I always knew my brother and sister only stayed there cause they went to school there, but they still did never visit our father and I saw them again when I had turned 19.

At this age I was a really bright young boy, I aced every exam I took. Although I where a smart boy I had a lot of issues. I was obese, no scratch that. I was really fat, I weighed a little over 300 pounds and stood on a 5.6 height. My height made me look a lot more fatter then I felt, but I have to admit i looked like a cow going in to a slaughterhouse. I also wore a big pair of glasses and had a lot of zits in my face. This only made me look a lot worse and it didn't really help me with the harassment at school.

I went to the same class as my sister but didn't have any friends at all there, the only one I talked to during classes where my sister Amanda, who looked nothing like me. Amanda were really pretty, her body started to develop really early and got a lot of attention from the guys at school. She where always one of the popular kids in every school she went to and really liked being the girl every boy in the school fantasized about. 

The only attention I got from my class was when they bullied me. I spent the days in the library or the bathroom really sad and where often thinking of suicide. Amanda really helped me through this though, always helped and showed me love. She once caught me writing my suicide letter and stayed with me the entire weekend making sure i wasn't going to kill myself. She did spend a lot of more time with me after and made me feel loved.

My brother did so as well, he had always been a jock and the cool guy at school. Star Quarterback of the high school and college team's he played in. My brother actually made it to the NFL as a #4 draft pick and won 3 super bowls. My brother often said if I ever needed anything I'd come to him, he often came down to the school when my sister said I had a bad time and stood by me so that no one would call me bad words. Barry, Barry the bastard I called him. Barry was 2 classes above me and loved calling me names and throw me punches. The only time I ever had the courage to defend myself he really kicked my ass and I got 5 stitches in my forehead. This made my brother furious and he drove right home to Barry and needless to say Barry left me alone. I loved Steve for what he kept doing for me.

The only friends I had in school where in the grade above me. They where the school's "Nerds". We spent the days in the library or outside reading and talking an awful lot about fantasy.

Moving to another city far away really was something I really needed, my father instantly put me on a diet and spent money for a personal trainer. That trainer really changed my life, I went from 300 pounds fat to 180 pounds well toned muscular body in 3 years.

When I was 15 about to turn into 16 I moved in with my father, Jennifer and her daughter Amber.

Amber had just turned 18 and was a complete bombshell, absolutely gorgeous and wow, she was in my mind all day. She stood on a 6 feet with long auburn hair and a perfect body, her cup size where amazingly natural 75D. Her amazingly long slim legs and that perfectly shaped pear ass was so gorgeous, everything about her just screamed perfect. Her face was the most prettiest face I have ever seen and doubt there are any girls that can show the love that her big bluegreen eyes can.

Amber was the girl that made me like my body again, when I met her I still where a little fat but she didn't seem to mind and loved me like a sibling should. She took a lot of pictures during my weight loss and helped my accept my body when I was fat. She made me work at it harder as she brought guys over looking like Arnold Schwarzenegger. I asked her if girls like "average" looking bodies or really muscular. She looked really happy that I asked and said she did not mind anyway they looked, just if they have a open heart and a nice smile she would fall for anyone. She added but of course a nice muscular fight club body almost no girls would say no to. This pushed me and I spent the age 16-18 really toning my muscles.

I and Amber where really close, we spent a lot of time talking and watching movies. We took long walks and worked out with each other almost every day she was home from school. When she was in school I spent my days reading or sitting in front of the computer. I spent really a lot of time in front of the computer. In fact at the age of 17 I even hacked myself into an website that would pay anyone who did 50000$.

Amber often had friends over and they all where really nice to me, they often sent me texts or called if Amber said I was feeling down and didn't want to talk to anyone. Besides Amber they where my only friends I talked to outside in the "real" world. I spent a lot of time with her friends, they all where all absolute bomb shells. I imagined all of them being total bitches in their high schools but god was I wrong, all of these girls where bookworms and still looked so gorgeous. I really thought that this was heaven when I heard almost all of them had spent their entire time in the high school library to study. Why couldn't I had gone with them I thought to myself every time I thought of my old school. I had no idea that women could look so good as they did and not be complete asses like back at my old school.

I was really a shy person after my terrible childhood, but not in my own home. I almost always slept naked and when I needed the bathroom I often walked naked, several times I walked into Amber who did nothing but laugh and smiled. This happened the other way around too when she walked around naked. This really gave me an image I used when I masturbated many times. Amber had a couple of boys over when I was between the age of 16-18 but she didn't really find anyone of them as she said "Keeper material."

I hadn't had any sexual experiences at all at the age of 18, the only sexual that had happened was a doctor giving my balls an exam and seeing Amber walk around naked, after I had seen her naked the first time she was always naked in my mind. I spent countless hours in the bed masturbating thinking of her pretty face and perfect body.





When I was 18 and just about to turn 19, she had a bunch of friends over. My father and Jennifer spent 2 weeks on Hawaii and she brought them over to drink a few beers and have fun. I had the night occupied with the computer and talking with friends from my old home. 

I never lost touch with anyone that I called my friend, my sister and brother talked to me almost every day and I got daily phone calls from my mom, although I talked happily with her I still felt bad for what she had done.

This night like most nights when she had friends over Amber knocked at my door and asked why I didn't come down. "You know all of them, you do not have to be shy" she said as she came up closer and starting to hug me. She rested her head on my shoulder and gave me a sad puppy eye look as I turned over too look at her face. I giggled a little and said I'd come down when I was finished, she smiled and gave me a kiss on the cheek and then walked off and closed the door.

About thirty minutes later I walked down and said hello to everyone, there where six other girls there, Emma, Jenny, Elise, Maria, Megan and my personal favorite Lucy. Lucy where just that kind of girl you'd imagine yourself marry someday. She was just so cute and sexy at the same time. She didn't measure up to Amber but I had been having a crush on her ever since I first saw her.



Amber made room for me in the sofa and I sat down beside her, they where chatting about sex, life and playing a game of cards. If you got a black colored card you had to drink the amount the card displayed, if you got a red card you could give the chugs away. But if you got a queen of some sorts all the other had to dare you. I had played this before with amber but only through a bottle or two of beers. They seemed to have played this for some time cause there where several empty wine, beer and cider bottles.

I opened a beer and took a card, it was a ten of spades, I had to take 10 chugs of my beer and so I did, I had never been drunk before so I where really intoxicated by those 10 chugs and I felt a little dizzy already.

As I already started to get a little tipsy and drew my next card. I saw A Queen of Hearts, everyone started to cheer and laugh and I was a little afraid cause these girls had told me a lot of stories of wild things they had done when they where playing around with each other.

It didn't take them long to figure out something I should do, in fact they only looked at each other and laughed when Elise said "drop your pants Alex!"

I was in shock, the only other people that had seen my penis where either a doctor or my own family. There was quiet for a second and I wasn't really sure I would do it, and Elise stood up and said 

"You have to do this, you agreed to the rules when you started to play!" 

I silently asked Amber if I had to do this, she just smiled and said

"You have nothing to be ashamed of and they won't lay off until you do it".

The girls had talked a lot of sex the entire time and this would make any virgin go hard. I was a little embarrassed that it would be hard with no one in the room remotely naked, but I stood up and close my eyes and pulled my sweat pants with shivering hands down and a gasp went through the room.

"I told you that you would all just gasp!".

Amber said with a laugh and scream at the same time.

I looked straight to Amber and she just laughed. I kept looking until she saw I was gazing upon her. She just gave me a sneaky smile and started to laugh again. Then when I thought the show was over I pulled my pants up and sat down, I where really blushing at this point and I started to wonder if I could be this red in the face and still have a hard on.

Jenny was one of the girls who where silent a lot, now she just looked at my face and asked how long it was. There once again was silent and my entire face went even redder. 10 I answered really blushing. TEN!? they screamed in quire.

Are you for real they started to ask and wanted a closer look. No, no, no I said and told them to wait for my next queen, with a really big smile. They looked a little disappointed and came up with a new game. 8 cards one for all of us, 2 where queens and the ones that didn't get a queen should find a dare for the other 2 to do. When they came up with the rules they all just looked at me cause they knew that I where the only one that might not want to do this.

This made me a little uncomfortable, because I did not want to have them staring upon it or someone even touching it with so much people in the room. And I knew if this kept going this way, that was almost unavoidable. They looked at me for a reply and all I said was alright. 

They started talking and started to fix the deck of cards and Amber gave out 8 cards. Luckily I did not get a queen, my dick already about to burst would not have been able to manage anyone touching it at that moment, and god it was going to get worse. Amber and Maria got the cards so we huddled up and Megan came up with the idea. We dared them to make out for one minute, Jenny just said it wasn't a dare cause they both have had their lesbian episodes with each other. I was stunned, my cock grew almost an extra inch after hearing that.

Maria almost leap't into the knee of Amber and they both started to make out in the lap of Amber and next to me. I was really close to losing it at that moment and a minute was passed.

A lot of looks came at my groin the entire night after this and my hardened dick stood straight up and a big bulge where showing almost the entire night.

They dealt 8 new cards and I got a queen. And so had Lucy, Lucy had been surprisingly quiet this night since always when I meet her she talks an awful lot. The other girls huddled up and I looked at Lucy with a nervous smile and I saw that looked into my eyes and a naughty smirk. No please don't I thought as I glanced over to amber which the same smirk as Lucy. The other girls stood up and dared Lucy to lick my balls for thirty seconds. 

I instantly looked at Amber who just laughed and then to Lucy who had an evil smile on her face. My heart was about to leap out of my body when I saw her sneak down to the floor and crawled up to me.

She got close and sat on her knees in front of me. This is not really happening I thought looking into Lucy's dreamy eyes. My hands where really shaking at this moment and she took hold of my sweatpants and boxers at the same time and pulled them down with my cock jumping out slapping me on my stomach. Every girl in the room got close and started to look. Jenny told me to take my t-shirt off so they could see my abs and I where glad they found my stomach attractive and complied. I heard maria whisper that she haven't seen a black man with a cock this size. I was blushing before but now my face was really red. 

Lucy took hold of the root of my cock and pulled it up against my stomach and started to lick, everyone in the room counted. I started to think of the movie lord of the rings the return of the kings, I where concentrating on the battle in the end the entire time this happened but still I was so close to lose my load when I finally heard THIRTY and after that cheering. The head of my penis where really soaked by precum by now and before Lucy got up she licked the head and all the precum went in her mouth. 

I gasped and took a hard grip of my cock trying to slow down the unavoidable. Lucy got up looked proud as she got back to her seat. 

My cockhead where leaking cum but I was able to stop it at the last second. Every girl looked a little disappointed at not being able to see me cum, but they sat down and I stood up and pulled my pants back up.

No, I thought to myself I will not have them licking my balls and god knows what else they have planned so I started to walk away when Amber grasped my hand and asked where I where going. I'm sorry where all I could muster at that second. I do not want to cum in front of a room full of women was nothing I would really want to say. Come on, sit down I heard from one of the other girls when I got out of the grip of Amber. Amber stood up walked over to me and asked if I would stay if the other girls promised to not do anything else sexual with me. Okay I said and Amber asked the other girls. There where some sighs, and Maria stood up and said that only if all of us could like the balls first.

I was in complete shock, do they actually want to lick my balls I questioned myself. Amber looked at me and looked for confirmation. Do you really want to I asked with a nervous tone. Of course Maria said looking at all the girls for confirmation. All the girls just smiled and laughed while cheering. Alright I said but you have to stop if I say so, I do not want to cum for the first time with the help of another woman in the presence of 6 others. They agreed and almost lined up to me as I sat down. 

Maria was first in line and oh good she licked my balls great, I hadn't lost my hardon since I had gone down to the girls but now it could cut diamonds. Maria finished and Jenny sat down doing and amazing job, I really thought I had died and gone to heaven, Emma and Elise did a really good job, when Elise where done I was really close to losing it and had to stop what where going on for a minute. I took a steady grip of my cock trying to calm it down thinking of all kind of unsexy things, this though where worthless cause I could not get the sight of girls licking my balls out of my head. It where Megan's turn and she came up and licked my balls like her life depended on it, it felt so good I almost fell off the sofa. Her 30 seconds where up and I started to pull my pants up when Jenny took hold of my hand and said. 

"What about Amber?". 

I was in shock(again), she asked my sister to lick my balls. This was really getting a little out of hand I thought, before I could say anything they convinced Amber by saying we where not really related, there where no problem in doing it. Lucy also added come on I've heard you speak of doing it come on do it now! 

Amber looked at Lucy with a really angry gaze, she then turned to me and asked if it was okay. I had been thinking of the battle between Mordor and Middle-earth the entire time the other girls gave me the time of my life. Now here stood the girl of my wildest dreams and asking if it was okay if she licked my balls. "If you really want to" where all I could muster and I said it with a really shaky voice. She climbed down from besides me and got down on her knees in front of my cock and she started.

I was in heaven. My sister, the best looking girl I had ever seen was licking my balls. And doing an awesome job at it. The thirty where over but she still kept licking my balls like there where no tomorrow. She where the only girl I looked at and really pleasured the moment.

Jenny almost had to scream the time was up. Amber got up and just smiled and laughed. Oh man where I close to losing it at that point. I had to squeeze the root of my dick to stop any mishaps from happening, then I quickly pulled my pants up and got to the bathroom to clean my dick up. As i looked myself in the mirror I saw myself in hell breaking the law of incest, "OH GOD WHY DID YOU MAKE AMBER SO GOOD LOOKING" I screamed in my head while cleaning my cock. I put my cock between my legs so it didn't look like I was hard again and I got back out and sat down. The room got all quiet and they all just stared. 




Step-Sister Amber



"Who did you think of" Maria asked. What? I said questioning not knowing what she meant. 

"Come on who did you think of when you jerked off in there" Megan added. I started to blush again and just answered I didn't. 

"You mean you thought of someone other then the girls here?" Lucy asked with a frown. No, no I just answered saying I didn't jerk off. They did not believe me saying that my hard on where gone and a virgins hard on would never go down like that unless he had released the pressure. I then spread my legs and it popped right back up and a big bulge was seen. The entire room started to laugh and giggle. The game went on and I started to think about what Lucy had said about Amber wanting to lick my balls, those words went through my mind and I didn't really catch anything the girls said.

It took a long time before I got a queen again. When I picked a card for the ninth time it showed Queen of Spades, and Amber got the Queen of Hearts. 

The other girls huddled up and Amber just hugged me like I was all hers. I really was all hers at that moment. I felt so good at that moment really loving the hug from Amber, I was more deeply in love with her now then I had ever been. At this point I really wanted all the other girls to pack up and go home. I wanted to spend time alone with Amber, I did not know though if she felt the same about me yet, but those words that Lucy had said where really going through my mind. Or was this just a game with her friends? Had she drunk a little to much of the good stuff? My mind pondered away thinking of all possible outcomes, the most likely being that everyone in the room that I called my friends would alienate me for wanting to have a relationship with my sister.

I suddenly heard a a lot of laughter and Amber where taking her shirt off and I had no idea why, I was so deep in my thoughts at that moment and I imagine it must have looked like I had a question mark over my head. Grope your sisters tits Emma said laughing, I didn't have anything against this and looked for confirmation in Amber's eyes, she just gave me a friendly smile and looked at her own freed breasts. They where more perfect then I imagined, I had only seen them in the dark hallway outside our rooms earlier. Now I saw them in bright lights and oh my god. Each breast had their own small perfect pink areola with a perfect nipple each.

I took courage and grasped them both. They felt so perfect, so good as I studied and pinched her nipples more and more. I caressed and touched all over them. I pressed and squeezed and kept looking at Amber's big eyes to see if she how she took the touching, I squeezed and touched them for about 2 minutes until they got bored and said said it was time to pick 2 new cards. I did not want to let go but Amber looked at my face when I didn't and she just pulled her Shirt down and grabbed my hands off her tits and payed attention to the other girls. The remainder of the night I kept looking at Amber to see how she felt about me, she didn't really say anything after this and was really quiet the remainder of the night.

We stopped to play after Elise and Megan both chickened out a dare of them having oral sex with each other. We spent the remainder of the night just drinking and talking. Amber rarely spoke and didn't even look at me, I was really crushed and started to wonder what I where still doing here. This kept going until 2 left at around 12, and at 2 a.m the only people in the house where I and Amber. I offered to help Amber clean up the mess in the living room, she just responded by a smile. We did the cleaning under complete silence. I did not have to courage to muster any words, cause all that where going through my mind where tomorrow Amber is going to hate you. I really started to feel really bad thinking that I had offended her by grabbing on her tits way to long.

When we where done Amber ran up the stairs and I went out with the garbage. Why oh why did I come down and ruin my sisters night like that and started to think of horrible ways I could punish myself to redeem it. I really started to freak me out that my brain thought up such horrible punishments and I looked at the mirror and there I was, just looking like before but with more incestious thought's that would give me a front row seat down to hell. I got upstairs and sat my ass down in front of the computer thinking I'd look at the news and my usual forums and sites like I do every night before I go to bed. 

I heard a sigh from the back of my room and turned around. the only thing I saw where two shining eyes.

"Amber?" I asked with a scared tone.

She answered by a yes,and added "why don't you come here and fill your bed with me." I was stunned, I had no idea that the thought's I had about her she also could've been having about me. Not in my wildest dreams I could think of such a thing.

This was really my wildest dreams coming true. She silently got up from my bed and walked over to me. She was completely naked and she looked so gorgeous at that point that I even had the brain power to say the following really shocked me. 

"No, I am sorry Amber but this is the wildest of my dreams and I do not want to do this unless you are entirely sure that you want to do this." She stopped in the middle of the room looking like a question mark. 

"You have had a lot to drink and may not feel the same way tomorrow when you wake up." Those words where really hard to say and my dick and heart where really screaming at my brain at that moment. 

"Why would I not want you?"

She asked with a worried tone that you only hear from a family member or someone that is deeply in love with you. 

"If you still feel this way tomorrow I will never say no to you"

"Matter in fact, if you still feel this way tomorrow I will never leave the bed with you still laying in it.

She put a smile on and walked up and gave me a wet kiss on my lips. "I promise I will be back tomorrow and fulfill your wildest dreams with me." Those words really got to me, my wildest dreams. How can having sex with my own sister be my wildest dreams I kept asking myself. 

She walked away and god her ass looked so perfect, She then turned around and looked me straight in the eyes.

"You do not masturbate tonight! You got it!?" She said it with a tone that was sexy mad. 

"I want it all tomorrow!"

She said and then left the room and closed the door after her. I started to wonder if I had made a really big mistake, this was really my wildest dreams. And I had passed the chance on her, she might get her head straight and this will just be a distant memory. I have had wet dreams about her ever since we moved in together. To have her living in the room next door really was intoxicating, and I do not know if I can live in the same house as her if she changes her mind. I do not know how people can live with siblings that looks the way like Amber does. I went to bed really needing to jack off. No I thought, I'd save it for Amber if she shows up tomorrow. I fell asleep just before 3 really wondering if I really turned Amber down for sex.

I woke up at the light's through my window hit my face and I was still really tired and looked at the clock, 6 I thought to myself. I never woke up early and I looked around after remembering that Amber would come in today and grant my wildest dreams. I did not see her and was actually a bit sad. Well it's only 6 so a glass of water and I'll get right back to bed I though and got up out of the bed.

I went up and opened the door. There Amber stood in a sexy black bra and panties. My eves took a close look of her entire body and then stared at her eyes and understood that she was serious last night. She gave me a big hug and whispered. 

"Are you ready little brother?"

My heart and brain where both screaming yes now, my cock did also scream by standing and pointing her in her stomach. But still all I could muster where no. I questioned myself, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!? my brain and heart where shouting and I wasn't really sure why I said no right there. Her smile turned from a sexy smile to a sad face you see from a little sister after she's fallen and hit her knee. She started to turn around and I took grab of her arm and said, when we wake up again with a smile that I'd never shown anyone but Amber or my kids. I want us both to have the energy to keep this up a long time if you really want to fulfill my every dreams. She took a leap and jumped up holding on to my body and landing her ass on my fully erected penis. 

"This will be worth waiting for"

she she whispered in my ear as I carried her downstairs for a glass of water. As i took out a glass and poured it with water she sat down on a stool and looked at me as I drank it. You want a glass I asked as I stood there. Yes she answered with a smile that would make any boy in the world fall deeply in love with her. She took a sip of the glass and carried it up in my room where she put it on the nightstand next to my bed and climbed in. 

"I want to sleep with you until we wake up if you are going to keep me on hold like this" she said this with a sigh at the end and smiling really sexy. I climbed down next to her and started too spoon her. My cock was now between us on my stomach and her back, she pulled her hand down under her own sex and took a grasp and guided it between her legs and locked it just beneath her sex with her other leg. Now If you wake up before me and tries to sneak off I will notice she said and smiled at me.

I woke up at half past 12 only to notice the bed was empty. No I thought to myself, what have I done. I pushed her away two times and that was more then she could handle. I really started to panic now. Why did I have to sleep more, we could'we been having sex the entire morning WHY OH WHY DID I HAVE TO PUSH THE TIME. At that moment the door opened and she walked in with a smile that said let's do this. What's the matter she asked me as I sat there looking a bit sad. I thought you had changed your mind I responded looking into her eyes. I would never have changed my minds she said. My morning boner got even harder as she said those words and and she sprinted across the room and climbed down in the bed and put her legs on each side of my stomach and sat down so much penis where against her asscrack and up her backside. She leaned in and gave me my first kiss with a tongue. The only other girl I had kissed on the mouth was Amber but this was my first with a tongue and her mouth tasted so good, how can she have had multiple boyfriends and everyone let her go I asked myself as the kiss kept going into a third and fourth kiss. She paused way into our sixth kiss and asked if I had ever kissed a girl before. 

"What do you think?" I asked with a smile. 

"Have you only kissed me?" She asked really sounding naughty. 

"Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked sounding serious for a moment.

"This is my wildest fantasy, losing my virginity with the prettiest girl in the world".

She started to blush and started kiss me again while rubbing my breast and abs with moans from both of us. My cock was really close to bursting at just a kiss. So when she started kissing her way down I looked for her gaze and said this is probably going to go extremely fast so be careful. She just smiled while kissing her way down my stomach and stopped at my pubes and kind of tickled herself in the face with them. My cock was now ready to cut diamonds again as she started to kiss her way up on it, I heard her moan and all I could say was oh my god over and over. I was in heaven, this couldn't be happening. I was sure I'd go to hell because she was my sister and a man should not be able to feel this way as she put my cockhead in her mouth and started to suck like a vacuum. I immediately felt this was it, ngggggh was all I said and a spray that would drench a entire room filled her mouth, she just smiled and her big eyes looked so gorgeous when she looked at me while gulping it all down. My cock did not lose it's hardness for 1 second and she kept sucking it even when the head was really sore. She did it carefully really giving me the time of my life. She kept sucking my cock and started to take it deep right away when she saw she could take it a little harder again.

I looked at her eyes during the entire blowjob and this was the happiest I had been at this moment. She kept sucking and moaned the entire blowjob she kept dancing her tongue over my mushroom shaped head and tried to take it deep several times, she managed to take in about 8 inches but started to gag and god that felt great. She saw that I really liked this and kept doing this. It didn't take me long and BOOOM I started to explode down her throat, to my surprise she let it stay there and gagged and swallowed at the same time. I saw though she was really uncomfortable so I pulled it out myself and left only the crown in. She swallowed all of my cum and gave me such a smile that would melt an iceberg.

She had kept it in her mouth and not said a word for over 15 minutes and I held her face and told her I have never felt this good ever before in my entire life. Amber started to giggle and gave me a quick sucking and then started kissing up towards my face when she reached my chin she took the glass of water she'd taken up earlier and took a few chugs and then started to kiss me deeply.

"I love the taste of your cum Alex, I will never go a day without from now on, I promise you this Alex."

The kiss was so intense and those words made my cock harder then I have ever been and even after cumming twice. After Amber broke the kiss she sat up on me and asked why I where not touching her. 

"I did not know if you'd like that" I responded a little nervous. In fact the only part of her I'd touch where her head and backside. She started to giggle and gave me a smirk. She started to remove her bra and out those gigantic tits popped out, they where just perfect. They hanged down with absolutely no sag, it looked just like a boob job but there was no silicone in them. I started to eagerly caress and touch them sensitively. She bent down and pushed one of the nipples straight into my mouth and I started to suck it, and even gnawing a little like I have seen in all those porno movies. I moaned and soon after she started to moan again. I spent almost 10 minutes just playing around with her tits moving from one to the other then going back. They where just perfect, I could not believe how lucky I was. 

She backed up and stood up over me in the bed, she smiled and pulled her panties down to her ankles and kicked them away. I saw a pussy up close for the first time in my entire life. It looked so juicy and I could smell the scent of it, I smelled it earlier but the intense smell of it now where surrounding the entire room. I had never smelled anything so good before. She sat down on my stomach and started to touch my breasts and abs, then gently leaned to my ear and asked.

"Do you want to taste me?"

I for the first time took charge and changed places with her and put myself over her and started a deep and sensual kiss, we moaned into each others mouths. I broke the kiss and went down kissing her all the way down to her mound just above the clit and smelled the soaking wet pussy. She was completely shaved and her pussy looked so perfect with her big clit and those big nice juicy pussy lips just sitting and waiting patiently. She where really overflowing, her entire thighs where wet from her own juice and I did not have to be experienced to know she where turned on.

She told me to lick just at the top of the pussy, 

"The little knob at the top, do you see it?" she asked as I instantly started to lick it with a furious speed. 

"Slow down, I want it to last a little while at least" I saw her tell me with a sexy smile. I slowed down and the moaning from both of us started again. I licked her clit over and over and never lost eye contact with her. Just like she did when she sucked my cock. 

I had absolutely no idea what I where doing so she guided me by pushing my head and I started to lick the lips of her cunt, soon after she started to scream. 

"YEEEEEEEEEES ALEEEX, LICK YOUR BIG SISTERS CUNT".

I got courage and started to enter inside her cunt with my mouth, she started to breathe much more heavily and the moaning went higher and higher. Her entire body started to shiver and I felt her cunt going tighter and tighter and she started to scream again. "YEEEEES ALEEEEEX OH MY GOOOOOOOD"

That where the first time I got a girl to get an orgasm and I felt really proud that I made her cum. I was so much in love with her when she opened her eyes and that smile came through her mouth as she pulled me up and we started to kiss again, she licked my entire mouth tasting herself and my cock was even harder. 

She again took charge and as we kissed she turned around so she was on top once again and then sat herself just above my dick. She gave me such a sexy smile and asked silently.

"Do you want your big sister to take your virginity?". She said it with such a sexy voice and oh my god I was ready at that moment. I just nodded and gave her a smile and my eyes started to tear up. I was so deeply in love with her at this moment that I couldn't say anything without my eyes tearing up.

She looked a little scared that she might have hurt me and stopped moving away from my cock and asked. 

"What's the matter Alex?"

She said it with such love and I knew I had to tell her the truth.

"I love you so much Amber, I know this can't keep going like I'd want it to but I must tell you how much I have loved you ever since I first met you. I have always seen you as a sister and my best friend."

Her eyes started to tear up and she climbed up on my stomach again and started to kiss me again as we both laid there naked crying and moaning into each others mouths. She broke the kiss and said.

"I will always love you Alex, I am glad to be the first you will have sex with, I want to be the only girl you ever have sex with".

There is nothing wrong with what we are doing, we are not even related by law. My mom and your dad are not married, there is nothing anyone can do to stop us. 

I was so glad to hear her say that and dragged her down to kiss her again. That was the longest kiss we have ever had since, and it kept going for long over 10 minutes. She then leaned back and started to get ready for penetrating. 

"You did not answer my question Alex." She said it with a really sexy voice. 

"Do you want your big sister to take your virginity?"

Oh my god was all I could muster and she must have taken it as a yes because she instantly started the penetration. My head went into her really slow and she had problems getting it all in, she where struggling in fact. She looked into my eyes with lust as she kept going up and down taking more and more in at a time.

She kept moving up and down for about 1 minute never losing my eye contact. I had finally lost my virginity. My entire cock where inside her. Oh god how it felt good, she kept looking at my face for confirmation that she could continue. 

"I'm close Amber" I said as she where starting to ride me up and down. She gave me a sexy look again and just went faster. 

"Cum in me Alex, PLEASE CUM IN ME" She screamed as she went faster and faster.

"NGGGGGGGGGH" I imagine my own groan sounding like and I had sprayed her inside full with my jizz. She slowed down and sat down on my groin with my cock still inside her and bent down for a kiss. The kiss where really passionate but she broke the kiss and started to kiss her way to my ear.

"How was it to lose the virginity with your big sister?"

I started to tear up again.

"Amazing"

I started to kiss her again, the moaning into each others mouths where really loud and could easily been heard downstairs. She started to kiss and lick my tears that had fallen down my chin and never losing the sexy glimpse in her eye. I felt as she started to move up and down on my hardened cock again as she continued to lick my face. 




Step-Sister Amber



"Oh my god Alex, this feel so good. You have no idea how good your cock feels." up and down up and down she really increased the speed and as her breathing and moaning got higher I started to grasp her tits just holding them as she kept going up and down faster and faster. She held my hands on her own tits and really gave out a scream that was amazingly hot to hear. She grasped my hands even harder shaking on top of me as I felt her insides tighten around my cock. I couldn't take it anymore and for the fourth time I had cum. 

She fell down on my stomach trembling and breathing really heavily and rested her face on my chest while she caressed my stomach. I was still hard and inside her with cum dropping out around my cock. I was so glad to have her with me, at that moment. That was the most happiest memory I had ever had. Not the sex, just having her rest her head on my chest as I held her. We gazed upon each other as a big smile on both of us showed how much we truly loved each other.

She rolled of my cock and lay'd herself next to me looking into my eyes, she kept caressing my entire body during this and her eyes went all over me.

"Still hard? How is it even possible!?" She said it with a smile showing me so much love.

"I love you so much." I said as we looked at each others eyes.

"I have loved you ever since you became my best friend, to get this thing soft with you naked around is probably going to be a mission impossible." I said this and she started to giggle. 

"Alex, I have always loved you. I will always love you no matter what, but we can't keep doing this in secret when our parents come home. They have to know how we feel and we need their approval."

I sighed and took a short breather to clear my thoughts.

"Dad will really freak out, you know that.."

"I don't know about that"she said with a smile that really said I love you.

As I saw that smile I knew she deeply loved me.

Tears started to roll down my chin as I went in for a kiss.

She responded to the kiss and I just laid there in the most passionate kiss I have ever had.

"Well let's go make something to eat".

I said as I started to move out of the bed, she took hold of my arm and had a sexy smile.

"Whatever happened to I wont leave a bed with you still in it." She said and oh my god I was so turned on again, I had not lost my stiffness for one second but now it was hard as a rock again and we started to kiss passionately. This time I had the courage to do something on my own, I took hold of her and pinned her down with me laying on top of her. I took hold of my cock trying to guide it in her pussy. It was so wet and juicy. I tried to get it in with her laughing and smiling at me the entire time but I just couldn't get it in her. 

"Here let me help you." She said as she took hold of my cock and guided it in. I went slowly at first trying to get it all in and as it was all inside here I went out and in very slowly at first never losing her gaze.

Oh my god, oh my god went through my mind during the entire time I was on top of her, it felt so amazingly good. 

"Is it okay if I increase the speed?" I asked as she gave me a look that made her look like a question mark. 

"You are on top and I am all yours, do whatever you want Alex!" She said and a giggle went out both of us as she said it. 

I increased the speed more and more and I felt myself getting close to the edge after just a few minutes of thrusting. I heard her moaning and breathing getting higher so I knew she was close as well. I increased the speed even more and went in harder and harder. The noise of our bodies smacking together where in the entire room. The smell of sex was so arousing and the look on Amber's face as she came was all I needed. We collapsed embracing each others and enjoying our orgasms. I laid there catching my breath then felt her hands all over my back, I looked up and saw that sweet pretty face with those enormous bluegreen eyes just gazing at me with so much love. She pushed me aside and got up walking naked with my cum and her juices dropping down her legs.

"I'll just take a quick shower then I'll go down and make you some lunch." She said and I was alone in my bed, We had started the sex just before 1 p.m now it was 2.30 I could'we spent a lot more time in the bed cause I was once again ready. But I got up and took a quick shower and for the first time since yesterday night my cock was soft and just hanging, it was actually a big relief.

I got out of the shower and in to my room for some new clothes. As I opened the door I immediately saw Amber laying on the bed with whip cream all over herself. 

"Here's lunch." She said and gazed up on my cock that started going hard instantly. I did not wait for her to tell me to come over, I ran over the room and took a gigantic leap into the bed and started to lick up all the whip cream. I started at her breasts, they tasted wonderful with the smell of her newly washed body and whip cream. I spent a long time licking her entire body and she moaned every time I touched one of her sensitive spots. I licked and moaned all over her beautiful skin and just as I where going to take her pussy in my mouth she grabbed my head and we just gazed at each other. I tried to get down but she kept pushing me away.

"Do you not want me to go down on you?" I asked with a sad smile, she looked a bit serious and opened her mouth.

"I do not know if you want to go in there with your mouth, it may still be some cum in there."

"Why would I care? I want to pleasure you as you have pleasure me."

She let go and I saw her eyes tear up as I instantly dove right into between her pussy lips. I went from the lips to the clit, then penetrated her with my tongue and she where starting to moan higher and higher. I started to lick her clit more and more and I sensed she was close when I had been down there tasting the nectar of gods for a five minutes. She started to shake and scream a lot higher then before. She shivered and her voice kept going up and down, she pressed my head harder against her sex and I kept going at a furious speed as I licked her harder and faster. I knew she where cumming and wow, she where really cumming harder then earlier today I thought to myself as I saw her eyes closed and her mouth completely open screaming my name.

She let go of my head and I looked at that sweet face as she gave me a smile. 

"That was amazing Alex, I have never cummed like that before."

I was really proud and started to kiss my way up her body. I kept kissing her a long time before she pushed me away with that sexy smile on her lips.

"Now it's my turn to make you cum like you never have."

"Oh god" where all I could muster and she kissed her way down to my cock.

She licked the entire cock and climbed higher until she where flickering her tongue at the back of my cock under the red mushroom-shaped head. I was once again in heaven and she took it in, taking it deeper every time she sucked it in. She got it in about 8 inches and let it stay there as she gagged. I looked at her beautiful eyes with lust and she saw I really really liked this. She kept doing this with moans and groans coming out of both of us. As she kept this going she must have seen in my face I was really close to cumming and she started to use her hands on it and sucking the head harder at the same time. That was all that needed and I let out a high pitched groan and I flooded her mouth again. She swallowed it all and kept my cock in her mouth and sucked it gently until the soreness where over. She started to kiss her way up and gave me a kiss i'd never forget. It where the first time I'd taste my own cum and the salty flavor made me so hard again. 

"You like the taste little brother? I love the taste of my little brothers seed. I love the taste of your cum so much Alex that I will never go a day without from now on, I promise you this Alex!"

I was so turned on and couldn't really say anything as she stood up and walked out of the room. I heard her shout that I should get dressed so that we could go out and eat something, hell yeah I thought to myself as I could show off my girlfriend.

I quickly got dressed and outside to the garage. There where only 3 things I loved in the world at that time. My family, Amber and my birthday present from my father when I turned 16. My Lamborghini Gallardo, it was pitch black with toned windows and made noises that would make any man go hard.

I heard the front door close as I got into the car and drove it outside of the garage and got out and locked the garage door. Amber came up and gave me a wet kiss then went in to the car. I got in to the car put a gear in and drove away more happily then I've ever been. 

We stopped at a small Italian restaurant that Amber often took me to when our parents where out of town. It was a small quiet little restaurant, romantic really. There where scented candles and even a violinist playing when we got in. The restaurant where pretty full but we got a table in a corner next to a wall.

We both ate satisfying meals and the conversation at the table where if we really should tell our parents. I did not think we should tell them because I do know my father, this was not something that he would enjoy hearing. He had always been a fun guy but ever since his divorce he had gotten a lot more strict. She on the other hand convinced me by saying that she did not want to be in a secret relationship, and I could not say anything that would make her to keep it a secret. 

The following week really flew by, we had sex at every opportunity we got and I shot at least 5 loads a day in her. I'd never thought that I would lose my virginity and then almost spend the entire week in bed with her.

The 2 weeks where up and today our parents would come home, we decided that I should talk to my father and Amber should talk to her mother when they got home. I kissed Amber goodbye and went to the airport to pick up my father and Jennifer.

I sat in the car waiting for twenty minutes and finally I saw my fathers face in the crowd of people. He hurried up with Jennifer close behind. I greeted them both and complimented their brown and good looking tan but I didn't say much on the ride home. I did not want to risk anything by saying something that would make my father mad before I told him the news. We got up to the house and Amber was sitting in the living room watching some documentary on discovery channel. Jennifer got in the couch hugged and started to talk with Amber.

I heard my father calling me from his office and I walked over to find a kind of mad face.

"What's this?"

"What's what?" I asked it with a little shiver in my tone.

"A letter from your trainer, you haven't been in the gym for over 1 week. Have you been feeling ill or what is the problem?"

"No, no I have been fine but it's kind of why I would like to talk to you." I was really afraid right now and I just told myself, just say it! Amber is telling Jennifer right now and he will eventually find out anyway.

"I am in love with Amber."

Those words really sounded good coming out of my mouth but the respond from my father was nothing that I'd expect. Oh really? He said with a smile and a laugh, well good for you then. I saw he was sincere and there was no irony or sarcastic tone in his voice.

"And I presume Amber feels the same way or else you would never miss any of your training."

"Well yes she does, we hoped you would give us permission to keep seeing each other."

"I would never keep you from someone you love, but listen here Alex. Not all people will look at your love as you and Amber does, so please play it a little safe when you are in the open."

That my father really said this was really awesome, I got close and gave him a big hug and thanked him over and over.

"Do you think Jennifer thinks the same way you do dad?"

"I do not think so, I know it. She have wanted to see Amber and you sleeping in the same room for quite some time actually" He said those words sounding really happy and god was I happy at that moment. 

There was laughter in the living room when my father took me by my shoulders and guided me out there. As we came out in the living room Amber got up from the couch and walked over to me and gave me a wet kiss without tongue. Her aroma was intoxicating. 

"Well well, I guess there are 2 loving couples under the same roof here I guess." Jennifer said it with a big smile as dad walked over to her giving her a hug over her shoulder.



Step Sister Clare



This is a true story based on what I used to get up to with my step sister and the follow up story is how we seduced her friend who worked behind the bar with her at a local pub, Obviously I can't remember all the conversations and exact details so I have filled in with something suitable

I have know Clare since I was about 12 years old, she has two elder brothers with whom I was good friends with, over a period of time our families became good friends and eventually my mum ran off and married Clare's dad, hence she is now my step sister. Clare was always a slim girl with fair hair, we had always had an attraction to one another and as kids we would sometimes explore those areas which kids do at early teen years.

I lost contact with Clare when I moved away, she must have been about 14 at the time and I didn't see her again until about 4 years later when I attended a brothers engagement party. I went with my partner of the time and couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Clare again. My girlfriend Julie got upset with me because I was giving Clare a lot of attention but I couldn't help it, she looked so different to when I last saw her and she had the best tits I think I'd ever seen. She had longer hair and was wearing a little black dress which barely held her tits in and hid nothing of her legs and crotch, she looked a picture of pure sex to me and she knew exactly what I was thinking and made it pretty clear that she thought the same. We flirted all night long and I knew there and then that I wanted to fuck her and get those tits out. She was living in London as a hotel receptionist and was resident at the hotel so I knew it would be difficult to arrange something but that didn't stop me following my dick and sorting something out. She was due home few weeks later and so I just happened to be in the area when I dropped in on her mum for a cuppa, she was telling me that Clare didn't have a date for another party and as she couldn't drive at the time she would have to miss it. I offered to drive her there if she wanted and told her mum to get her to ring me if it suited her. 

By leaving my number I knew that if she didn't ring then she'd had second thoughts but if she rang then it was a pretty good bet that she was thinking the same, she rang! We arranged for me to pick her up early and I remember thinking that being mid summer she wouldn't have too much on in the way of clothing, the party was in Rugby which meant a drive of some 50 minutes or so which would give us plenty of time to talk and flirt in the car. She indeed only wore a light summer dress and had a cream cardigan with her; she didn't look as stunningly sexy as the other night but looked more summery and relaxed. I instantly noticed the buttons which ran all the way down the front of her dress and that the top couple were undone. Her white bra was visible and her cleavage was there for anyone wanting to take a look.

I remember the journey over was a little like cat and mouse and she seemed to be playing a little hard to get, I thought it best to let her have a few drinks and as the evening progressed she began to flirt with me more and become more suggestive, we talked of how as kids we would show each other our private parts and we laughed at how different thing were now. All night I couldn't keep my eyes from Clare's tits and I remember being excited about the thought of fucking her in the back of my car on the way home; my dick must have been hard for most of the evening and by about ten o'clock Clare was tipsy and really coming on strong, she would bend to pick her bag from the floor and so giving me a flash of her boobs, also she would part her knees slightly giving me a look at her thigh and legs.

We left soon after and got in the car to go home, I was really tempted to kiss her there and then but for some reason I didn't and set off home taking the scenic route with the view to stopping somewhere for some fun. We continued to flirt and I put my hand on her right knee as I laughed and said something about her flashing her legs off to me, she didn't push my hand away and if I remember rightly she relaxed a little and her legs parted slightly. Her dress was thin and light and as I caressed her knee and progressed slowly up her leg it revealed more of Clare's naked thigh's to me and within a few minutes my finger tips found the front of her silky knickers. 

The higher up her thigh I caressed the wider Clare opened her legs and within a few minutes of me first touching her knee she was sat beside me with her legs wide open and her knickers on show. She looked fucking horny sat there and seemed to be enjoying the attention, her head was leaning against the head rest and she didn't say very much, her eyes were closed for most of the time and she placed her hand on my thigh. She was wearing silk camisole type knickers which are useless at covering anything and a few moments later I felt the soft pubic hair of her pussy, her pussy lips parted easily and were already wet as I probed her crotch and in no time at all I had my middle finger deep her wet cunt, I remember having to change gear every now and them and every time I returned to Clare's pussy I slipped my finger into a wetter hole, I mentioned something about stopping somewhere

"The sooner the better" was the consensus of opinion.

We stopped at a place I knew which was down a dark lane beside the motorway; it led into a field and so was going to be very quite at that time of night. As soon as we stopped our seat belts were off, the light went on and we kissed passionately, my hands instantly rose to Clare's tits and she went straight for my belt buckle, we climbed over the seats into the back and I knelt between her open thighs as she lay with her legs parted. Kneeling over her she looked so fucking sexy and she was clearly not shy as her wet knickers were in full view for my enjoyment, I got my first look at her blonde cunt and to my surprise she was very hairy, hairier than most women I'd seen with blonde hair she continued to remove my belt buckle and soon had my old man out whist I began the wonderful task of undoing her dress buttons. We continued to kiss passionately but both of us seemed more interested in looking and watching rather than kissing, that was fine by me.

I worked upwards as I undid her buttons and kept pushing the two side of her dress apart to first reveal her flat stomach then her covered tits and then it was completely off. Clare was now lying in the back of my car in only her bra and pants and I was soon to be in a similar position, my trousers had been undone and pushed down to my knees so it was more comfortable for me to push them off which I did, I removed my shirt and remember Clare commenting on my hairy chest as she ran her hand over my body and back down to my rock hard dick. I remember the smile on Clare's face as she looked up at me and her saying something about knowing this would happen tonight and how much she wanted it to happen the last time we met. We laughed about my reaction to her at Andy's party and I said something about her looking so fuckable in that dress (later she admitted that she wore it because she knew I'd be there and she wanted to make a good impression). All the time she spoke she slowly wanked my hard shaft and I gently caressed her fleshly tits, 

"I want these out" I said as I lent forward to reach around to undo her bra and we kissed as I unclipped her bra straps and pushed it off either arm. 

Sitting back up I got my first look at her full breasts and the hard dark nipples which topped them, I ran my fingers under each breast and watched Clare's face as I gently worked up to her nipples.

I was soon playing with Clare's nipples and discovered just how responsive they were, every little touch would generate a little gasp and they visibly grew with my every touch, it wasn't long before she was breathing really heavy and rocking her hips in response to my touch. I pushed her heavy tits together and leant forward to kiss her nipples in turn, she took my head in her hands and guide my mouth to her right nipple, again she gasped as I gently sucked her into my mouth and simultaneously she ran her left hand down over her breast and on to her other nipple 

"God that feels good, your making me so wet"

She continued to move her left hand down to her pussy where she slid a couple of fingers in and began to work herself up towards her first orgasm. Occasionally she would wrap her wet finger around my hard-on for a few moments but we both knew how desperate she was to cum and I continued to suck on both her nipples. Clare was now panting rather loudly and it was becoming clear that this girl was going to be one hell of a noisy fuck, the closer her orgasm came the louder she began to moan, her hips began to buck violently as she reached out and rubbed my cock between her wet swollen lip, I couldn't have entered her from my position but as I continued to squeeze and suck on her tits she rubbed my hard swollen knob against her clitoris and that was it, she began to shout out, saying things about wanting to suck me dry and fuck my hard and about how I was a dirty bastard (which made me laugh!), she was almost crying when it arrived but when it did I knew about it, she came so hard and loud she dug her nails into my arm and made me bleed.

I remember thinking that this was going to be great sex because Clare was so hot and out of control that as long as I didn't shoot my load too early I was going to make her come a few more times before the night was over. There were a few moments of calm as she came back down from her orgasm and she returned to playing with my dick, I knelt back up to watch as she pumped my dick and took a good long look at Clare lying there beneath me. I can still picture her now, legs wide open, still got those silly knickers on and her cunt dripping with pussy juice, her pubic hair was wet and stuck together and her crotch and her knickers were also wet, VERY WET! 

Her tits jutted out beautifully and her nipples still stood to attention, she looked flush with her face glowing red and certainly looked liked she'd been enjoying herself. We played and touched for a short while but I knew that if I allowed her to continue tossing me off I wouldn't last long when it came to fucking her, I again knelt forward to kiss her but this time moved my knees backwards so I could get closer between her open legs, I rubbed my erection over her wet pussy lips before finding my target, I slid in easily and paused when I'd got just the hard bulbous knob of my dick in her, I rhythmically rocked out and back in her pussy for a few minutes and again Clare began that now familiar upwards road to her next orgasm. She was panting every time I pushed in and would push her hips up to try and make me go deeper inside her on my forward strokes but every time I held her down and revelled in the look on her face. 

Clare looked desperate for me to fuck her hard and the longer I waited the higher her pleasure became, occasionally I would push further inside and the reaction I got was fantastic, every deep push Clare would moan really loudly and the more frequently I did it the louder it became, soon I was pushing all the way into her cunt and Clare wrapped her legs around my back telling me that I was going nowhere. We fucked like this for a while and I was getting really close to coming, I wanted her to come before me so I lifted one of her nipples to my mouth and it was like lighting the blue touch paper, she began bucking and thrusting her crotch into mine and again she began to talk really dirty to me, she was like a women possessed and within a few minutes I could feel her pussy tighten around my knob and begin to pulsate as her orgasm arrived. Clare clamped me deep inside her as I continued to suckle on her nipple and as she came I pumped her full of my sticky come. 

(I can honestly say that even to this day I've never had the pleasure of playing with such beautiful tits and certainly not yet met a women who's nipples reacted like hers do)

We lay there in the back of my car with my dick still buried deep in Clare's cunt, I was gently teasing my finger around the base of my dick and enjoying the wetness of Clare's crotch, my balls were wet with pussy juices and she was enjoying my caresses so I slid my finger into her cunt, this was greeted with a little sigh of approval so I slid another one in, I was having difficulty in my position and had to readjust myself so we were laying on our sides facing each other, Clare's right leg was up on the top of the back seats and I still had my ever hardening dick and two fingers up her pussy. I could also now suck on her nipples again but instead I ran my tongue around her right nipple but never allowed her the pleasure of actually touching it, it was fascinating to see how much her nipples grew when aroused and at their hardest they must have been nearly an inch long and half an inch thick, her areola were dark pink and as each nipple grew they would wrinkle up in response. Eventually Clare couldn't take any more and wanted me to suck on them and told me to stop teasing her,

"Well who am I to disappoint a woman", I thought 

I licked and sucked her hard teat whilst she held my head firmly to her breast. Again she began to take short sharp breaths and her pussy was responding beautifully to having my stiff cock and two fingers sliding in and out of it, I remember looking down and parting her hairy lips and was surprised at just how engorged her clitoris was and couldn't remember seeing a wetter pussy in my life, this girl was flooding the place and with ever contraction of her pussy muscles she would pump out more fluid, her buttocks, legs, my balls, it was everywhere and I hadn't finished yet. 

I began to fuck her again but this time I was teasing her clit as I got her to hold her lips apart, we both watched as again we worked towards another orgasm and the sight of my sticky hard dick sliding in and out of her dripping hairy cunt is still firmly embedded in my mind, I can remember a lot of my conquests but this first time with Clare is an image I have wanked over many times since. We continued like this for a while and once again Clare began to swear and curse at me as her climax reached ever closer only this time she reached behind her and pushed a couple of fingers in along side my dick whist mine continued to stimulate her clitty. She was now delirious and bucking like a woman possessed calling me every name under the sun, I took them as compliments of course and worked her clit harder and faster until she finally pushed her hips forwards and her cunt exploded into spasm's of joy. I felt her inner muscles tighten and contract many times around my hard on as she screamed her way to her third orgasm of the evening.

I too was about to come and the sight and sounds Clare was making was so sensual and erotic that I knew my own orgasm was imminent, I told Clare I was ready to come and she told me she wanted to watch me shot my load, I pulled out of her slippy cunt and instantly she took a firm hold of me and pumped away, we watched as Clare told me how much she likes to watch men come and only a few moments later I felt that wonderful feeling deep inside as my cock erupted my jism all over her hot pussy lips and down her thigh, I came really hard, much harder than before as Clare continued to talk dirty and tell me that next time she wanted me to stand over her and come all over her tits. (This we did succeed in fulfilling only a few days later)

So that is how Clare and I first fucked one another, we have had some fucking good sex over the years and there are many episodes and chapters I can and will write later. 

Part two coming soon... 



Step Sister Clare Ch. 02



This story is based on true events with some details changed for common sense reasons.

This story follows on from part one. Clare and I had a special relationship which we kept very quiet from our family; the intensity of our sex was so high it was dangerous to be around each other for too long.

These events happened some years after story one when Clare worked in a local pub with a girl called Sally. Now over the years we watched many a porn film together and as we fucked and we had spoken about our fantasies and turn on's. Like many women, Clare had feeling towards another particular woman and enjoyed the thought of making out with her, however she was not forward enough do anything about it and seemed to be happy in her fantasies.

The girl in question was Sally, now Sally was a little girl with shoulder length black hair, about 5 foot tall and quite petite, her tits were no bigger than average but she enjoyed making the most of them and what she had got she wasn't shy about flashing to tease the local punters. Sally's parents owned the pub but she would often be seen on both sides of the bar, over a matter of six months or so we became quite good friends and if I was to say I didn't want to fuck her I'd be lying. Clare and Sally worked different nights except for Saturdays and on some occasions I would pick Clare up after her shift and enjoy a drink with Tony and Jean (Sally's parents) and the other bar staff, sometimes this could go on for a few hours which suited me because Clare would have a few drinks and get quite randy for when I took her back to her flat for some more dirty sex. 

On the night in question I remember I called in for last orders and for some reason Sally was all over me, she was a little tipsy and flirtatious and wanted me to spend the night with her as Tony and Jean had left her on her own for the weekend, she told me she felt nervous being on her own and after Tim (the head barman) had left there was just Me, Clare and Sally alone. Clare was not aware of my offer from Sally and had earlier told me of how randy she was feeling and that she had something special for me. I made my excuses to Sally and explained that I was staying at Clare's that night so had to take her home at some point,

"Why don't we stay for a drink once you've locked up, we'll stay for a while and then I'll take Clare home" I said. 

Clare seemed up for it and Sally offered to buy a Chinese for us all,we collected some bottles from behind the bar, shut the pub and went upstairs to the lounge. Once upstairs we opened two bottles of wine and sat around on two large sofa's, Sally put her shoe's on and told us she wouldn't be long and dashed out for the food 

"She wants you to fuck her you know" Clare said "She was asking about you earlier and I told her that I knew you were a randy sod and that I had no problems with it." 

She didn't however tell Sally that we were actually fucking each other but I didn't seriously think it was too difficult to guess. 

I asked about my surprise as I gave Clare a long passionate kiss and she just smiled, rubbed my crotch and told me I would have to wait, my dick stirred and my mind began to race, to be honest I was thinking long and hard about fucking Clare and then coming back round to see Sally after; but then I thought that maybe Clare and I could sleep over and I could do them both separately. Before I could decide what to do Sally returned with the food and we were soon tucking in. The wine was certainly flowing and as usual with me the topic turned to sex, I was saying how unfair it was that women can make themselves up and could flash their tits and legs to men and get us all excited but us poor men can't exactly walk round with our dick hanging out and a hairy face covered in make up. Sally was beginning to show signs of her alcohol consumption and as usual used the conversation as an excuse to flash her tits at me, Both Clare and I were slouched over one sofa and sally sat cross legged on the other, she was sitting forwards giving both of us the lovely view of her cleavage and her t-shirt was lowly cut so a fair portion of her tanned breast's were also on show, she was saying that she wished she had bigger tits like Clare's and that if she could she would have breast implants. Well I took this as an open opportunity to get her to show herself off and told her that I thought her tits were just perfect, I couldn't fault them from where I was looking and made no hiding of the fact that I was admiring them, Clare suddenly joined in the conversation and agreed that Sally had lovely tits and that her own were too big. 

"Listen you two, all this talk of tits is not doing me any good you know, I told you earlier that it's not fair to go round turning us guys on and flashing you tits at me, I might just have to go and relief myself soon!" 

As I spoke I readjusted my crotch and didn't hide the fact that I was getting quite a hard on. Both girls looked at me as though I was about to undress and Sally said 

"Oh, I thought you were going to give us a flash" 

I laughed and said something about I would have to if this carries on much longer.

The girls seemed to take in on themselves to cause me more discomfort and their main objective now seemed to get me to get my dick out, Clare moved over to sit next to Sally and I was now looking at two very attractive women, both on their way to being drunk and if things work well for me, both on their way to getting fucked tonight. Tony had supplied the bar staff with matching t-shirts and so they both had the same white v-neck tops on, Clare's was tucked tightly into a pair of denim jeans and Sally was wearing a pair of black leather ones. Clare's tits were obviously bigger than Sally's when they sat next to each other but Clare's bra hid her big nipples quite well, Sally however had a "push up" bra on which was quarter cupped and made from thin sheer material, with her t-shirt being tight I could not only see quite a lot of her cleavage and flesh but I could now see her nipples beginning to poke through: I said something about her being in a similar state to me and joked that I didn't realise I had that sort of effect on her. 

Sally turned to Clare and said "does he have the same effect on you?" 

To which she laughed and said something like "I don't know about you but the sooner her gets his kit off the better!"

I smiled at Clare who had a dirty mischievous look on her face and her own nipples were now making clear protrusions from her t-shirt. I called them something like a pair of randy tarts and rubbed my crotch again, this time it was getting uncomfortable and the sooner something happened the better.

I stood up from the sofa to take my plate away and couldn't do anything about the bulge in the front of my jeans; both girls noticed it and seemed pleased that they had achieved giving me such a stiffy. I was standing right in front of Clare and looking down at her tits I could now see the signs of her nipples hardening, 

As she looked up I said "it looks to me like somebody else needs of a little relief."

I could tell from her grin that she was up for some sexy fun and so I reached out and ran my hand from her shoulder into the front of her t-shirt, I instantly found a hard nipple and in the time it took me to slip my hand from the outside to the inside her bra Clare had both hands on my belt and was undoing my own jeans, Sally looked on from Clare's right hand side and just sat there watching as she released my dick from my jeans. The look on her face was entertaining as I think she honestly had no idea that we were fucking each other. 

In no time at all Clare had a firm grip on my tool and after licking the pre cum from my knob she took me deep into her mouth. Sally looked on in half shock, half excitement and instantly moved close in to get her own feel of my hard dick, after a few minutes of a very slow loving blowjob Clare pulled away and instantly Sally was sucking like a hungry bitch on my dick. I could just about reach down and slide my hand inside Sally shirt and I found two hard erect nipples as she moaned in time with my touch.

I removed my shirt and Clare proceeded to push my jeans to the floor and off, I was now completely naked in front of the girls with a boner from "Rocksville" I suddenly felt very naked and very exposed, my hard-on was still being carefully loved by Sally who didn't suck as well as Clare. 

I said something about this being a little one sided in Clare instantly sat right back on the sofa, lifted her bum up and removed her jeans, all the time she was doing this we never lost eye contact and the smile on her face was dirty enough to give any hot blooded male a hard on. I instantly knew what my surprise was as Clare had G-string see through pants on which hid nothing and I could see that she had completely shaven her pussy. The crotch of her knickers was already soaked in pussy juice and her long pussy lips were parted by the thin material, Clare ran her hand over the front of her thin knickers and with two fingers spread her wet pussy lips for my enjoyment.

Sally continued to suck me off but turned to watch as Clare now began to lift her t-shirt over her large breasts, her eyes were fixed on Clare tits and when she finally removed her bra Sally's eyes looked like a child's on Christmas morning, she removed my dick from her mouth and said something like 

"Jesus fucking Christ Clare, your nipples are massive!" 

Clare just smiled as she pushed her breasts together and ran both sets of fingertips over each hard teat, again she was watching me all the while and knew just how much I enjoy watching any woman play with herself and perform for me. 

What happen next took me a little by surprise, I was just about to say something to Sally about still being dressed but Clare beat me to it and as she said it she jumped up and knelt behind her, she was instantly tugging at her t-shirt and Sally looked a little bemused, Clare said something about it was time she showed us her lovely tits and let us see for ourselves what she was talking about. Sally was still playing and sucking my dick but looked a little shocked that it was Clare who was undressing her and not me, saying that; I think she; like most girls had thought about girl on girl sex but had never had the opportunity… until now! And she could always say have said no! (We did later find out that this was her first experience with more than one partner and her first "taste" of lesbian sex)

Imagine how horny I was feeling, I had wanted to fuck both of them and here I was getting a blowjob from the sexy little Sally and Clare had now enough drink to get over her initial fears of seducing another women, knowing Clare like I do I knew that she wouldn't hold back once she started and that this was going to be one hell of a night. Sally was not the sort of girl who was shy and seemed happy to continue sucking me whilst Clare began to lift her top over her head and reveal her bra and tits, I think she thought that maybe Clare was only going to take her top off but when she move right up behind her, squashing her big breasts into her back and reach round to place her hands over Sally's tits I think it surprised her. I think them she realised that this was going to be a three way thing and she seemed to relax a little and just go with the flow. 

"Your tits feel great to me" Clare whispered as she pulled Sally in towards her and planting a kiss on her exposed shoulder, she now had both of Sally's nipples being circled by her probing fingers and I had to move in closer as Clare had pulled her away from me, still wearing her bra and jeans Sally looked so fuckable and she had definitely lost her inhabitations because as she allowed her head to roll back onto Clare's shoulder and she placed her left hand on Clare's knee, Clare began to kiss her neck she responded with a little moan of approval and closed her eyes. 

I wanted Sally's leather trousers off and so leaned over her to undo her buttons and she jumped a little as I think it surprised her, she lifted her head and watched as I undid the last of her buttons and she lifted her hips before I reached round and pulled then down over her thighs. Her little knickers can down with them revealing a very neatly trimmed pussy, unlike Clare she was not naturally hairy and had small patch of neatly trimmed black pubic hair, her pussy lips were red and quite swollen from all the excitement and the familiar musky sweet smell of an aroused pussy was very prominent. 

We were now all naked except for Sally's bra which she sat up and undid, 

"I can't believe you two" she laughed "you're a right pair of horny fuckers aren't you, I wouldn't have flirted with you so much if I'd know you were fucking each other!"

We all laughed and I replied 

"I bet your glad now that you did though aren't you?"

Suddenly she turned to Clare and said "and you, you dirty cow, I can't believe I'm sat here with you playing with my tits!" 

Again I was a little surprised by Clare's reaction, she was obviously very aroused because she just smiled and leant over and kissed Sally softly on her lips, as she did she again caressed Sally's breasts and the two girls began to kiss more passionately. Clare was kneeling to Sally's left and I was still standing in front of Sally's partly open legs, I enjoyed the erotic view of the two of them kissing, and could tell from Clare's actions just how turned on she was, her left hand was all over her tits, stomach, neck and face, whilst her right hand caressed the back of her neck and head. After a few minutes of playing with my dick and watching every mans fantasy I knelt down and parted Sally knees, she willingly opened them wide and I began to run my fingertips up her inner thigh and followed with my tongue. I now had a perfect view of her pussy and admired how her little pink pussy lips protruded neatly from the mound of her vulva, she had both her hands placed on her lap for most of the time but when Clare moved round to be more in front of her she finally took her first sensual touch of another women's skin, she lifted her right hand to Clare's heavy hanging breast and pulled away from their kiss to watch what she was doing, her eyes seemed fixed on Clare's nipples as she teased them to maximum hardness. Clare gave that little whimper that I was used to hearing and I knew she was getting very hot and horny indeed. 

From my position between Sally's thighs I could reach out and touch Clare's cunt and wasn't surprised to find it absolutely dripping with excitement, what with Sally now playing with her nipples and me spreading her wet cunt lips she was soon panting and moaning quite loud and her hands became more active, she was pulling on Sally nipples and finally right in front of my face she slid her hand down over her stomach and sort out Sally's wet hole, not wanting to take things slowly she parted her lips and began to fuck her with one then two long fingers. In only a matter of minutes the two of them were all over each other, hand roaming everywhere, my hand had been replaced by Sally's and my poor old man was not getting the attention it craved. 

Watching the two girls discovering lesbian sex for the first time was such a thrill, Clare was like a woman possessed and Sally who began a little nervous had now lost all her inhibitions and was feeling her way and exploring Clare's voluptuous body. With the girls taking up most of the sofa I posed the question of moving to the floor or a bedroom so as I could get more involved, Sally jumped up, took a hold of my dick and we followed her into her room. She had a good sized double bed which was very low to the floor covered in a white cotton duvet, there was a large full length mirrored wardrobe to one side and this only added to the effect as you could see thing from many different angles. Sally jumped on the bed before us and as Clare and I stood there at the end of her bed looking down over her as she turn onto her back and lifted her knees up and said 

"I still cant believe you two dirty bastards, I bet you planned all of this, didn't you?"

She kept her thighs together as she spoke and looked up at us and I turned to Clare to kiss her, I pulled her close to feel her fleshy mounds squash against my chest and she reached down to fondle my raging hard on, again my fingers found their way between her thighs and her pussy was on fire, every touch produced little gasp's and her hips would jerk back whenever I found her hard swollen clit.

Giving Clare another kiss I told her I wanted to sort her out later but right now we should give Sally a good fucking, Sally questioned what I had whispered but as she spoke we both turned to join her on the bed, still with her knees together I knelt before her and placed both hand on either knee, Clare meantime was again kissing her as she knelt over her from her side allowing Sally to again fondle her hanging tits. Clare's tits were big at the best of time but when she was on her hands and knees they hung beautifully and looked even larger, Sally like most people were fascinated by Clare's huge nipples and tried to reach one with her mouth, she couldn't quite reach so Clare straddled over her so she was on her hands and knees kneeling over her, taking one of her breasts she squeezed it gently and offered it to Sally who obliged by licking and suckling it deep into her mouth. Sally was enjoying sucking Clare's nipples so much that it appeared to be turning her on as much as it was Clare. My view was now one of Clare's arse and Sally closed legs and stomach, I eased Sally's knees apart and once again was looking at a very neat and tidy pussy which looked so inviting I just buried my head straight between her thighs and ran my tongue up from her butt, between her now parted lips and stopped to tease her clitoris, she shivered with pleasure as my tongue hit its mark and I continued to please her like this for quite some time.

I wasn't too aware of what was going on up top but from the sounds of moaning and groaning I decided they didn't need and help from me and continued to work on Sally's pussy, sitting back for a moment I took a good look at the sight before me and I had to admit it was one of extreme sensuality, two different but hot pussies waiting to be satisfied and the musky aroma of a their hot wet cunts added to eroticism of it all, Sally's smooth soft skin, small lips and neat tidy pubic hair against Clare's clean shaven but large hanging pussy lips which were completely covered with her own love juice. I reached out pulled on Clare's wet lips and I was greeted by a moan as I slid two fingers up her cunt. With my other hand I placed my palm over Sally's neat bush and slid my thumb all the way up as far as it would go, Sally's pussy was quite tight and she too confirmed her approval by giving out a groan of "oh yes" and as I looked over I could see the girls in the mirror. Sally was holding and passionately sucking on Clare's nipples as she knelt over her on all fours and hung her tits in Sally's face, Clare's eyes were closed and her face told me just how much see was enjoying her first time with another woman as well as me probing her from behind.

I could sense that Sally was getting very aroused and thought it time I fucked her, my dick was aching with passion and throbbing like it was ready to burst, I moved in closer and pushed Sally's thighs wide apart, so wide she winced with pain but she didn't seem to mind me holding her there with her crotch fully exposed (there is something really erotic about fully spread legs, open so wide and pushed back so as to expose both holes). Her hand appeared from between Clare's knees and reached down to her cunt, I guess she knew what was coming because she parted her lips with two finger and after quickly slipping her middle finger in and out of her wet hole a couple of times she held herself open for me to fuck her. I moved into place and ran the wet tip of my knob from her clit down to her waiting hole, she was very wet and ready for me but as I thought her pussy was quite tight and so I had to take it slowly. With such a tight cunt it heightened my pleasure immensely and I knew that if I pumped her hard from the word go I wouldn't last very long and Sally's response to me entering her was completely different to how Clare reacts, instead of relaxing and drawing me in deep, Sally gripped hold of the duvet either side of her and every little movement caused her to draw a deep breath and her hips would twitch. I was a little concerned to start with but after I got about half of me inside her she seemed to relax a little and I could gently withdraw and push in a little further. Clare decided to move position and wanted to watch me fuck Sally, she got off the bed and stood beside me, she looked so fucking sexy just standing there, completely naked, her nipples very erect and her long clean pussy lips hanging from between her wet warm thighs, I told her she looked "fucking horny" and that I would make sure she got her share later. She had that devilish look on her face and climbed back onto the bed beside me, she kissed my long and hard and reached down to my dick and cupped my balls in her hand, rolling them in her palm she knew I would like it and that I would come quicker than I wanted to so she moved her hand to Sally's swollen clitoris, Sally sighed her approval and moaned again as Clare used her other hand to open her pussy lips wider.




Step Sister Clare Ch. 02



We were certainly giving Sally a good time and her groans and moans became louder and more frequent, I was soon pushing my whole length into her and Clare was teasing her clit to a point where we knew she was going to come soon, she was shouting abuse at us both and telling us were dirty bastards and that she was "so close", her hips were pushing up to meet my thrusts and the sight of her tight little cunt with my dick spreading her wide was horny enough on it's own but add the sight of Clare holding her lips open and rubbing her clitty was just about all I could take, I knew that I would have only a dozen or so strokes before I came and so told Clare to lick Sally's pussy now. She didn't waste any time at all in fulfilling one of her greatest fantasies and buried her face into Sally's cunt, that did the trick and within a few strokes of her tongue Sally gripped the covers with both hand, lifted her butt high of the bed and I pushed as deep as I could, we didn't move and I allowed Clare to take her over the edge, Sally was now crying with pleasure and screaming for Clare to not stop, 

"Don't stop I'm coming, oh my god I'm gonna come, OH YES!!....OHHH SSSSSSHHITTTT!" 

And with that her cunt tightened firm around my rod, I could feel her muscles grip and release my dick. I took the greatest pleasure in watching her shake herself to a juddering noisy orgasm. 

"Come inside me, I want to feel you come inside me." 

She was delirious with passion and being so close myself I pumped her a couple of times more before I let fly with a cunt full of hot spunk. 

"Oh yes that feels so good, oh my god I'm going to come again, OH SHIT" again her cunt tightened and she whimpered as her pussy palpitated to orgasm.

We collapsed in a heap and came down after a few minutes of sweaty kissing and then turned our attention to Clare..

To be continues….



Step Sister Seduction



My parents divorced when I was 10 years old and my mother took custody of me. She is a great mom who is very caring and never sheltered me from the “Facts of Life”. After a period of time she put her loneliness aside and went out into the dating world. She fell in love with Bill and they eventually married. I just turned 18 at the time of the wedding and didn’t really give much thought that Bill’s daughter from his first marriage was going to move in with us after the school year was done. I guess she and her mother had enough of each other and she decided to move. I had seen pictures of Vanessa but had never met her. I always though she was a cute girl from the pictures that I had seen of her. I guess the pictures that I saw were a few years old because I only saw a rail thin brunette with bright blue eyes. She must have only been 14 or 15 in the pictures and she looked awkward like most girls that age. She was caught somewhere in the middle of womanhood and childhood. It wasn’t until later that I learned that she was about 6 months younger than me. 

I had many pressing life events ahead of me, graduation and then college. I was lucky enough to get a scholarship to the state college in Albuquerque and my dreams were of studying business and maybe going to film school to learn about production. My love of film lead me to believe that I would immediately leave high school and head to N.Y.U. film-school and become the next Spielberg. My grades were good enough for the local state schools but I had to shelve my Big Apple dreams for the time being. 

My mother (Lisa) is the nurse manager at the city hospital and between her and Bill they make a pretty good living. Our house is a pretty nice place, A Tri-level with a basement and 4 bedrooms and 2 nice living areas. Bill was nice enough to let me stake claim to the basement area and it was my domain. I never really had to leave. I had my own bathroom and a great office area for my computer and video editing equipment. Sometimes I would lock myself in my room and work on honing my skills as a filmmaker. 

As graduation came and went I realized that I needed a source of income. Bill was a city manager and helped me get a summer job working with the parks department. I was in decent shape and my stint on the wrestling team would benefit me working out in the hot sun all summer. I came home from my first day on the job and I was beat. I parked my old, but reliable, Honda in the parking lot and dragged myself in the house. There was a note on the refrigerator noting that my mother and Bill went to pick up Vanessa and would be back later this evening. I was feeling pretty tired and the clock only read 4:30 so I decided to take a nap and wait for the parental units to arrive. 

I woke about an hour later and realized that I needed to at least change clothes and look presentable for my new “sister”. I threw on a decent polo shirt and some jean shorts and ran a comb through my brown hair. I had an idea that capturing the moment on video would be just the thing. I ran to my room and grabbed my Handi-Cam, and just as I grabbed it I could hear Bill’s SUV pull into the driveway. I walked to the door and started to film. I was not prepared for what I saw next. Vanessa was stepping out of the backseat of the SUV on the driver’s side and she looked stunning. She was about 5 foot 5 and looked to be about 115 lbs, her hair was a very dark brown, almost black, and it hung in a Betty Paige bob just about to her shoulders. She was wearing a form fitting white button down shirt and some hip hugging jeans that looked painted on. The jeans were low enough to allow for a nice view of her flat stomach. She had pale white skin that looked like porcelain. She looked up and her eyes connected with me. Her bright blue eyes pierced right through me. She looked a little pissed at the fact that the video camera was filming her. I pointed the camera towards the ground in a goodwill gesture and her frown began to wane. 

“Come say hello to Vanessa.” My mother motioned me over.

I turned the camera off and walked over. Vanessa smiled at me and it was a smile that I will never forget. I wished that I had left the camera on to capture the moment. She gave me a hug that was more forceful and warm than I expected. She had a smell that I also could not get out of my mind. A mixture of Calvin Klein’s Eternity and the faint scent of clove cigarettes. I thought to myself that Vanessa must have a wild side to her. I helped grab her bags and told her that I would help her unload boxes after she settled in a little. She was walking in front of me on the way to the house and she dropped her purse. She bent down to pick it up and I saw the tiniest black thong being exposed as she picked it back up. My mind started to swim at the thought. 

A couple of hours later after Vanessa was shown her room, we all settled in for some dinner. Bill was kind enough to order some pizza as no one felt like cooking. Vanessa went up to change and came ready to move boxes upstairs. I caught myself looking at her a little too long to be normal. She was wearing her hair up in a pony-tail and a pair of short cut off black sweatpants that were rolled down at the waist. She wore a white tank top and the straps of her black bra were loosely moving around her shoulders. She smiled and walked out to the SUV. I was strangely silent following her and wondered how to start a meaningful conversation. She leaned into the back compartment and started handing me boxes. I stared at the muscles in her stomach as she reached further back to get the last box.

“Do you want to help me unpack after we get this stuff hauled upstairs?” she asked.

“Sure, if you want me to,” I replied.

“You can look at the rest of my underwear,” she said with a wink.

I blushed and gave myself away.

“It was kind of intentional,” she said.

“Intentional?” I stammered back.

“Yeah, you look pretty preppy with your polo shirt and all. I just wanted to check if you were gay.”

“Gay! Who, me?” I was making myself look like an idiot at this point.

We did a lot of procrastinating getting the boxes upstairs and by that time Bill and my mother already said their good nights and told us not to stay up too late. I sat on the freshly put-together bed and watched as Vanessa started to unpack. I sensed from earlier that she had a wild side and it became more apparent as she unpacked her boxes. She unrolled a “Bad Religion” poster along with a “Misfits” and “The Cramps” poster.

“You like old school punk music I see,” I asked her, sounding like the master of the obvious.

“The new so called punk music lacks balls and conviction,” she said.

“I could tell that you have a wild side the first time I laid eyes on you,” I blurted out.

“You have no idea,” she replied.

I felt brave and asked her if she had a tattoo. “Is it that obvious?” she replied.

“I can’t see one on you, but I kind of figured that you did.” I felt a little embarrassed and was sure that I was going to upset her.

“I know that you have to work tomorrow, so I will show it to you and then you have to leave. There are some things that a lady needs to unpack in private anyway,” she said.

“You don’t have to if it makes you uncomfortable,” I stammered.

She walked towards the part of the bed where I was sitting and started to roll down her sweatpants further. As she rolled them down I became aware that she was no longer wearing any panties and that she was clean shaven. I looked at the tiny black heart tattooed right above her slit.

“That’s fucking hot!” I blurted out without even thinking.

She smiled at me and helped me off the bed and out the room and closed the door behind me. I went to my basement room and watched her get out of the car on tape at least 20 times before I went to bed. I took out my frustration out on a gym sock and layed there confused and totally excited.

I went to work early the next day and didn’t have an opportunity to see Vanessa that morning. She was in my mind all day. She was unlike any girl that I had met before. I had recently ended a relationship and put my sex drive on the back burner. It came back with a vengeance after meeting Vanessa. We finished the job early and wound up putting in about a half days work before we were sent home. I was excited at the thought of seeing Vanessa with no else in the house. I pulled into the driveway and walked in the house and tried not to look too eager. Vanessa was doing Pilates in front of the T.V. in the den. She was wearing one of my white t-shirts which normally would have been far too large for her but she had tied the back into a ball and it exposed her stomach. She was also wearing some very tight purple boy-cut panties and had no shoes on. Her hair was in a pony-tail again and she looked like she was sweating quite a lot.

“Hello!” I said, while walking into the den.

“How’s it going?” she replied.

“I hope that I’m not interrupting anything.” I asked.

“I’m almost finished. So don’t worry about it,” she said.

“Do you mind if I sit down on the couch? I’m kind of tired even after a half day,” I asked.

“Go ahead; you don’t have to walk on eggshells on my account,” she said.

“I don’t mean to be so formal around you,” I said. “It’s just a new situation and I’m not sure how to handle it.”

She smiled and continued to stretch and move with the video workout on T.V. I pretended to read a magazine on the coffee table but I kept looking at her bending and twisting in front of me.

“I’m going back to my mothers for a few days to tie up some loose ends before settling in here for the long run,” Vanessa said.

“I’ll miss you,” I said, pretending to be over dramatic. “If you don’t mind me asking, why are you moving here to begin with?”

“It’s a long story,” she replied. “But to be blunt and short my mother doesn’t like my lifestyle and I don’t like her drinking problem.” She paused. “I’ll just let that statement be enough.”

“I don’t think that I ever told you that I’m happy that you moved in and I look forward to learning more about you,” I said not trying to sound to sappy.

“Thanks, I appreciate that,” she said. “I hope that you don’t mind that I borrowed your t-shirt, it was in the laundry room.”

“No problem, it looks better on you anyway,” I replied.

“Will you keep something for me while I’m gone?” she asked.

“Sure,” I said.

Vanessa untied the back of the t-shirt and let if fall just above her knees. She then pulled down her tiny purple boy-cut panties and crumpled them into a ball and threw them at me. I caught them and tried not to look too surprised.

“I’ll get those when I come back,” she said. She turned around and headed upstairs. I waited until she was out of sight to even look at the panties. They were small and silky to the touch. I could feel they were damp with her sweat. Later that afternoon she left with Bill back to her mothers and I would not see her for 3 days.



Vanessa was due back this evening and I could hardly wait. Work was a nice distraction from my new obsession. As soon as I got home I took a shower and tried to look presentable. Vanessa and Bill walked in the door and I could see in Vanessa’s body language that she was upset. She walked up the stairs without making eye contact and I felt disappointed. I looked at Bill and he smiled and said that she would be ok. During dinner Vanessa stayed upstairs and Bill did not elaborate much on the situation. He gave some hints that Vanessa’s mother had pretty much crawled into the bottle and was not coming out. I decided to head to my room and surf the web and watch some television. I guess I was pretty tired as I fell asleep for a couple of hours on my bed trying to watch a movie. I looked at the clock and it was nearly midnight.

I thought I heard a slight knock at my door and wondered who it might be. I opened the door and it was Vanessa. She was wearing her hair up again and was wearing my white t-shirt. It was not rolled up this time. I could see the outline of her body against the t-shirt. Her pert breasts pressed against the fabric and I wondered if she was wearing any panties. I asked her what she was doing up and she said that she needed some one to talk to. I asked her why she was upset and I could see the tears welling up in her eyes. She told me that her mother called her a whore and that she tried to slap her on the first night she was there. I asked her why she stayed the entire time and that I would have come and picked her up. She smiled and said that she went to her old boyfriend’s house and stayed with him until today.

I felt a little jealous hearing that but did my best to not let it show. She looked at me and said that he was an ex and that nothing happened between them. I was surprised and relieved to hear that. I was also surprised that she would tell me that nothing happened between them. She sat on my bed and we made small talk and I showed her my room. 

She said that she needed to go to the bathroom and I told her that she could use mine. She walked in the bathroom and didn’t shut the door. She confirmed for me that she wasn’t wearing panties when she lifted up the t-shirt to sit down on the toilet. The sound of her peeing gave me a tremendous hard on. I was sitting on the bed thinking of a way to hide my erection. She got up, flushed the toilet and walked towards me. She smiled a knowing smile and sat on the bed next to me.

“I believe that you have something of mine,” she asked.

“Yes I do,” I replied.

I walked to my desk drawer and pulled out her panties. I handed them to her and she put placed them next to her on the bed.

“You have seen a lot of me and I have not seen any of you,” she said.

I asked her what she wanted to see and she said that I should use my imagination. I took off my shirt and jeans shorts and stood there in my boxers. My erection was impossible to hide at this point so I turned around towards her. She looked me up and down approvingly and told me to sit on the bed next to her. She leaned in to kiss me and I kissed her back. I felt her tongue enter my mouth as I grabbed her knee. She pulled away and looked at me. I felt her eyes looking me up and down.

“Do you think that this is wrong?” she asked.

“I’m not sure what to think,” I said.

“I’m not sure that I care if it is wrong anyway.”

“We are both 18, so who cares?” I said.

She smiled and kissed me again. I felt her hands on my chest and I pulled her t-shirt off. Her breasts were soft and fit perfectly in my palms. I felt her hands push me down on the bed. She straddled me for a moment before moving down to the side of the bed where my legs were hanging over. I felt her tug at my boxer shorts and I lifted my hips so she could pull them off. Her hands grabbed my penis and I felt her tongue lick the entire length of my shaft. I looked down at just the right time to see her eyes make contact with mine as she took me into her mouth. The sensations of her mouth kept intensifying until I felt like I was going to cum. I grabbed her hands and pulled her up onto the bed. She straddled me with her back facing away. She moved her pussy right above my face and she continued to use her mouth on my dick. I saw the most perfect pussy I had ever seen. It was clean and smooth and her ass was amazing. I ran my tongue up and down her slit and she began to moan. I focused on her clit and she began to move her ass up and down so my tongue entered her pussy. I felt brave and licked her perfect little asshole. She moaned with delight and began to really work on my dick with her mouth. I felt my orgasm coming on and I began to spurt into her mouth. She didn’t pull away at all and consumed each spurt. As I came I kept working on her clit with my tongue. I felt her moans increase and she began to shake and tense up as her own orgasm released. When her climax ended she leaned over me and gave me a deep kiss. I could taste a little of my cum in her mouth and it excited me even more. I felt myself falling asleep and she kissed me quickly, then got dressed and left upstairs.

I woke up the next morning and reviewed the events that had occurred. I could feel my feelings for Vanessa growing. I was happy that I had the day off and wondered what I could do to spend time with Vanessa. My mother and Vanessa were sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast. Vanessa was still wearing my white t-shirt. She looked up from her cereal and smiled at me. I smiled back but tried to appear aloof.

“Vanessa told me that you really cheered her up last night,” my mother said.

“I was glad that I could lend her my ear,” I replied, wondering what Vanessa had said to her.

“Can you take her shopping today, if it is not too much trouble?” my mom asked.

“I didn’t have much planned today, just some experimenting with my new camera lens,” I replied.

“Great, maybe she can help you with some filming,” my mom said.

“I’d love to film some stuff,” Vanessa spoke up.

“Bill and I are leaving for the conference after work. There are plenty of groceries in the fridge and money on the counter if you want to go out and eat,” my mother said.

“I’d love to eat out tonight if that’s okay?” Vanessa said while shooting me a knowing glance.

“That sounds good,” I said, looking at Vanessa as subtly as I could.

I had a quick bite to eat and prepared for the day ahead. I didn’t want to look too preppy while shopping with Vanessa so I put on a black t-shirt with some carpenter jeans and some dark work boots. I walked to the living room and found Vanessa waiting for me. She looked very sexy. Her hair was down for a change and she had on a dark shade of red lipstick that contrasted with her pale skin. She was wearing a tiny black cardigan sweater that barely covered the white tank top underneath. I couldn’t tell if she was wearing a bra at first glance. A plaid mini-skirt and with black boots completed her outfit. I looked her up and down and gave her a smile of approval. She smiled back and grabbed my hand and led me out the door. 

We got in the car and I asked her where she wanted to go. I mentioned the mall and she laughed at me.

“The mall is not a good place for the clothes that I like,” she said.

“Where else is there to shop?” I asked.

“Second hand stores and clothing exchanges are the only way to shop,” she said.

“We only have one or two of those in town and they are not too far off,” I said.

We arrived at a second hand store and had fun looking at all the crap that no one wanted any more. Vanessa picked out a WHAM t-shirt that she loved and said that it would be a total statement. We were looking through a pile of clothes that had just come into the store. Vanessa found a dress that was black and had red roses on it. It looked to be about her size.

“That will make you look like a 40’s movie star,” I said.

“Really? Do you like it?” she asked.

“I love it,” I said.

Vanessa shot me a devilish grin and asked the clerk if they had any vintage lingerie. The clerk looked puzzled and pointed her to a corner of the store. Vanessa quickly game back to the counter and told me not to look at what she was buying. I told her that I would wait in the car. As she walked out I felt an uncontrollable desire to kiss her. As soon as she got into the car I leaned over and kissed her lips. She returned the favor and I could taste her lipstick.

“I want you,” I told her.

“I want you too, but you need to wait until Lisa and Bill leave,” she said.

I sighed and wished that I could move time forward 3 hours. Vanessa sensed my frustration and shot me a mischievous grin.

“Maybe I can find someway to make you feel better,” she said.

I gave her an inquiring look.

“Did you bring your video camera?” she asked.

“It’s in a case in the trunk,” I told her.

“Let’s do some filming,” she said.




Step Sister Seduction



We drove several miles out of town towards the power plant. There were miles of dirt-roads and mesas on the Westside of town. We parked on top of a tall hill. The Honda barely made it up. The air was hot outside as we exited the car. Vanessa took off her cardigan and I could confirm that she was not wearing a bra under her tank top. The hot breeze caused her nipples to stiffen and strain against the thin material. I was already filming the landscape when I focused the camera on her. She started to draw her arms over her chest but then dropped them and smiled at me.

“Are you getting any good shots?” she asked.

“Not until I turned the camera on you,” I said.

Vanessa looked at me with a very serious face that made my stomach flutter.

“You are beautiful,” I said.

She looked at me and her face saddened a little.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“A few people have told me that, but I don’t think any one has really meant it,” she said.

“Beautiful is too common a word to describe you,” I said.

Her smile returned and she walked over and kissed me. I was happy that I captured that moment on film.

“I really have to pee,” she said.

“Do you want to go back home and do it?” I asked.

“I’ll never make it that far,” she said.

“I’ll turn around so you can go if you want me too,” I said.

“I want you to film me while I do it,” she said.

I was surprised at her frankness and could feel my cock stirring as the words escaped her mouth. She walked closer to me and kicked off her boots. She hiked up her skirt but didn’t squat down. I saw a small yellow patch form on her tight white thong panties. The golden liquid began to snake its way down her right leg. The look on her face was one of pleasure and relief. The dirt began to clump beneath her feet as a small puddle formed. When she finished she walked towards the car and leaned against it like she was about to be arrested. I turned off the camera and walked behind her. I placed the camera on the roof of the car and put my hand between her legs. I felt the sopping wetness of her panties. My cock stirred at the sensation.

“Rip them off of me!” she pleaded.

In a state of complete arousal I tore her panties off in one swift motion. She jerked violently but I held her steady. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled down my boxer shorts. I lifted up her skirt and entered her from behind. She pushed against the car while I rammed into her. Her moans turned into loud gasps. I could feel the orgasm rushing through her body. As she finished I could feel my cum gushing into her pussy.

“I need you,” she spoke through her gasps. She turned around and I held her tightly not believing the experience I just had.

The sun was going down as we drove home. Vanessa looked a little tired and started to nod off. I looked over at her in a state of complete adoration. I pulled into the driveway and parked in the garage since we would be the only ones home. I looked over at Vanessa and she was still asleep. I got out and walked to her side of the car. I opened the door and could see that she was faking it. I decided to play along and I reached over and unfastened her seatbelt and lifted her out of the car.

She felt good in my arms as I carried her into the house. I plopped her down on the living room couch and walked to my room to use the bathroom and change clothes. I put on a pair of loose sweats and took my shirt off. I walked out into the living room and noticed that Vanessa was gone.

“Hide and seek,” I thought to myself.

I started up the stairs and noticed that Vanessa was standing at the top. She had put her hair up in a ponytail again and was wearing a short blue terry-cloth bathrobe. The lights were pretty dim in the house but I could see that her legs looked shiny and wet.

“I have a surprise for you,” she said.

“I can only imagine,” I said.

Vanessa ran away to her room and I started after her. I walked into her room and saw that the sheets were pulled back and that there were towels on the bed. I walked up to her and gave her a hard wet kiss. I tugged at the belt on her bathrobe and threw it open. I could see that she was glistening in the light of her room. The faint sent of flavored lube hung in the air. I bent down and kissed her left breast and the taste of cherry filled my mouth.

“How much of you is cherry flavored?” I asked.

“I guess that you are about to find out,” she replied with a glint in her eye.

I started to lick every inch of her body. I turned her around facing away from me and I dropped to my knees. I licked each of her taut cheeks and pushed my tongue into her pussy.

“Lick my asshole” ordered Vanessa.

I obeyed and licked up and down her delicious ass. She had not missed an inch with the lube. She reached on the bed and handed me a bottle of clear lube.

“I want to be bad,” she said lustfully.

I pulled down my sweats and shorts as she crawled on the bed. I put copious amounts of lube on my shaft. I took the bottle and squirted more on her little pink butt hole. She was playing with her clit as I moved into position. I slid my dick up and down the crack of her ass as she moaned. The sight of her oily body in her dresser mirror aroused me even more than before. I gently pushed the tip of my dick into her ass. She moaned slightly as her ass accommodated me. I felt her push her ass further onto my dick. The exquisite tightness of her ass was somewhere between pleasure and pain. I let her control the pace and deepness of the penetration. We were facing her dresser mirror and she looked up and admired the scene.

“Fuck my ass!!” she blurted.

I quickened the pace and the depth and she started to moan even louder.

“Fuck my ass harder!!” she screamed out.

I could feel my orgasm build and wanted to hold on a little longer. I felt her body tense up as she began to cum. I squirted deep into her bowels as she went limp on the bed. 

We both dozed off and woke up the next morning sticky messes. The sheets were sticking to us. We both looked at each other and laughed. I called work and told them that I would work the second half of the day. Vanessa stated that she was famished and that a good breakfast was in order. We mutually decided that a shower would definitely come first.

Bill and my mother were not due back until tomorrow night. So we decided to take advantage of the master bathroom. We giggled as our legs kept sticking together from all the cherry flavored lube that was spread around the night before.

“You smell like cough syrup,” Vanessa giggled.

“I really need to piss like crazy!” I moaned while dancing around slightly.

“Come over here,” Vanessa said. She walked into the roomy shower and dropped to her knees.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked.

“I want you to wash off my tits and my pussy with your hot piss,” she replied.

I was totally turned on by her order. I walked over to her and positioned myself in front of her. Peeing on demand was a little harder than I imagined. I looked down at her and a golden stream started to splash against her chest and run down her belly. She quickly turned over and demanded that I piss her pussy and ass clean. I have never pissed more in my life. I laid down flat on my back and asked her to return the favor. She squatted over my chest and began to let go. The hot liquid ran all over my body and enjoyed the look of relief on Vanessa’s face.

“We are totally perverted,” she declared.

“I have never done that before in my life.” I explained.

“I always loved the thought of it and it was better than I imagined,” she said.

I stood up and pushed her against the bathroom wall facing me. I picked her up and impaled her on my cock. She moaned with delight as I continued thrusting. I turned her around and picked her up and again impaled her on my cock. I was holding her up with both of her legs in a standing doggy style position. I faced the mirror to see the look on her face. She was about to come and her body was tensing up. Her release was very powerful. I had to prop myself up leaning back against the wall. After she came I let her down and she stayed on her knees and took my cock in her mouth. I quickly started to spurt into her mouth. She swallowed every spurt and grabbed me by the back of the hair and gave me a deep kiss. 

After our shower adventure we were both feeling pretty sore. We ate breakfast with smiles on our faces and love in our hearts. I knew that what I was feeling was love. I looked into her eyes and saw deep pools of emotions and warmth.

“We should go out somewhere nice tonight since we didn’t eat dinner last night,” I said.

“That sounds great,” Vanessa replied.

I reluctantly got dressed and headed to work. Five hours of re-sodding a baseball field was not my idea of a good time. I was getting ready to walk out the door when Vanessa walked up to me.

“I have something for you,” she said.

“What is it?” I asked.

She handed me a small folded up piece of paper and put it in my shirt pocket.

“Don’t look at it until later,” she said.

She was standing with me near garage door wearing her blue terry-cloth robe again.

“One more thing,” she said as she ran to the kitchen. She came back holding a black magic marker. She pulled up my shirt and drew a small heart on the right side of my chest. “Only you will know about it.”

I gave her a deep kiss and walked into the garage. She quickly opened up her robe and flashed me before the garage door opened all the way up. I started my car and pulled away. I couldn’t imagine how much I was going to miss her as I pulled away. I almost forgot about the note she slipped me. Before I got out of the car I pulled it out and read it.

“I think that I love you, signed Vanessa. P.S. In case you were wondering I’m on the pill.”

I laughed out loud in a mixture of happiness and relief. I started counting down the hours until I returned home.



Laying sod was a pain in the ass. My arms were a little tired from all of the lifting. I drove home thinking about the heart drawn on my chest. I sped most of the way home. I opened the garage door and practically jumped out of the car. I walked into the house and noticed that most of the lights were turned off except the night light in the kitchen and a little light coming from Vanessa’s room.

“The wait seemed like forever!” I heard Vanessa yell from upstairs.

I started towards the stairs.

“Don’t come up! I want to make a grand entrance!” she yelled.

“Ok! I need to run to the bathroom and then change. Will that give you enough time?” I yelled back.

“That depends if you need to take a dump or not!” she yelled back laughing.

“Ok, that’s disgusting! Even a pervert like me has his limits!” I shouted back.

I walked to my room chuckling to myself. Vanessa had laid out a dress shirt and a nice pair of pants for me to wear. I smiled to myself and headed to the bathroom. Taped on my bathroom door was my trusty crusty gym sock. I felt more than a little embarrassed. There was a picture of Vanessa on my bathroom counter. It was a beautiful black and white headshot that must have been taken earlier this year. She really did look like a movie star from the 1940’s. 

After I had preened and changed I headed towards the stairwell.

“Are you ready?” I asked trying not to yell.

“Yes! I’m on my way down,” she replied.

I looked up and saw her walking down the stairs. She was wearing the vintage dress that she bought at the second hand store. The red roses on the black dress looked stunning on her. She had a nice pair of high-heeled shoes on that matched her dress. She was wearing black stockings with the seam on the back. Her hair was raven black and curled in ringlets and her lips were a dark red.

“You look fabulous,” I told her.

“Thank you. I had a lot of time to prepare,” she said.

“You look great no matter what you do,” I said. She smiled at me and her eyes were afire even in the semi-darkness.

“I made reservations,” she said.

“Where at?” I asked.

“Taco Bell,” she said and stuck her tongue out at me.

“Sounds good to me,” I said.

We got into the car and drove to the only decent non-chain owned restaurant in town. We had a pretty decent seat near the back of the restaurant where the sound would not overwhelm us.

“What are we going to do?” Vanessa asked me.

“About what?” I replied, trying to get a reaction out of her.

“I think that we may have something good going,” she said.

“So do I. I can’t keep my mind on anything but you,” I replied. “We both just graduated, correct?”

“Yeah, I want to go to art school,” she replied.

“Where at?” I asked.

“On the East Coast hopefully,” she said.

“My dream is to go to N.Y.U. film school, but I need to focus and finish a few semesters at the U,” I said.

“I haven’t decided but the university is an option,” she said.

“Well we know what our options are, the only sure thing in my mind is that I want to be where you are,” I said.

“You are so going to get laid tonight,” she said giggling and smiling.

“Let’s go somewhere and accomplish that,” I said.

As were driving home the tension was getting pretty thick. I glanced over at Vanessa and she was glowing from the street lights. She looked over and smiled and began pulling up her dress little by little. I could see that she was wearing an old fashioned garter belt to hold up her black stockings.

“I have something I want to show you,” she said.

I tried to keep an eye on the road and an eye on her. She reached into her purse and pulled out a black butt-plug.

“Where did you get that?” I asked.

“I told you a lady has items she needs to unpack in private,” she replied.

She pulled out a small container of lube and began applying it to the plug. She hiked up her skirt and lifted her ass off the car seat. With a little maneuvering she managed to get it in. She sat with her eyes closed enjoying the sensations of the road.

“I want to be bad,” she said.

“That’s pretty obvious,” I said, trying to get a smile out of her.

“I want to be tied up,” she said in an even more serious tone.

My already rock hard penis twitched at that last statement.

“I want to be tied up, spanked, and then fucked!” she blurted out.

We pulled into the garage and got out of the car. As she walked over to the house door she bent over the car and hiked up her skirt.

“Spank my ass!” she commanded.

She was wearing a pair of sheer black ruffle back panties. I could see the butt-plug securely in her ass. I gave her a firm swat and she moaned loudly. We walked up stairs and to her room. On her bed I saw that she had tied several scarves to the bed posts. She walked towards the end of the bed and leaned over facing the bed posts.

“Tie me up,” she demanded.

I walked over to the bed and tied her hands securely to the bed posts. She looked down at the ground and motioned her head to some additional scarves tied to the floor posts. I tied her feet to those and she stood there looking at me lustfully.

“Spank me!” she ordered.

I pulled her skirt up and swatted her a good one on her right cheek. She moaned loudly. I reached between her legs and massaged her clit through her panties. She moved around wildly wanting more.

“Rip my panties off!” she screamed.

I did her one better by bending down and making a small tear with my teeth. I ripped her panties until her pussy and ass were exposed to me. I gave her a few more hard swats until her skin was bright red. I started to undress but decided to leave the room for a moment to let her anticipation build.

“Come here and fuck my ass!!” I heard her yell.

I walked in and used a free scarf to blind fold her. She became even more aroused. I pulled the plug out of her ass and squirted lube on my cock. I slowly pressed my cock against her asshole. It went in easily.

“Fuck me hard!” she pleaded.

Vanessa came nearly instantly after I entered her ass. I kept pumping away using her ripped panties as impromptu reins and could feel her tense up again. I felt a sudden rush of wetness hit my legs and she began to jerk almost uncontrollably. She came so hard that she squirted all over my legs!

“Put your cock in my mouth!” Vanessa cried.

I untied her and she dropped to her knees. She took my whole cock into her mouth without any hesitation. I exploded in her mouth and she greedily consumed it. I embraced her and looked into her eyes.

“I love you” I said.

“I love you too” she answered back. 

We both said the words that we longed to hear. But where do we go from there?



The End???



Step Sister Seduction Ch. 01



I had not been that delighted when my parents split up when I was 16 and it was decided that I should stay with my Dad. I was even less delighted when he got married two years later to a woman with a daughter the same age as me. We had in fact turned 18 within a week of each other. Anyway, I thought to myself, I will get through college, get a job and then a place of my own. So I would make the best of it until then.

Then as summer arrived Jill convinced my Dad that we should all have a week away together in her mate's static caravan. I was not that keen but Dad said it would be great for us all to really get to know each other better, without the stresses of work and college. Ok I thought, it's only a week, I can do that.

It was our first day there on the beach that things changed. Debbie is no stunning looker, but don't get me wrong, she is pretty in a plain sort of way, and in her skimpy bikini she has a fantastic body. As she walked along the beach I got to thinking that perhaps Dad was right. It would be a good idea to get to know her better.

On the beach though she was quiet and just soaking up the rays, while reading a book. From conversations I had overheard between her and Jill, it was obvious she was very naïve. Sitting in my deckchair, wearing my 'cool' shades, I scanned her body, and made up my mind to get into her knickers. I had overheard Jill and Dad talking sometime ago about the fact that Debbie has never had a boyfriend, never drinks alcohol, and was happy to stay in, read and watch TV. I started to think there and then how I was going to change her, and my opportunity was going to come sooner than I'd thought.

We had all planned to go out in the afternoon but Debbie did not want to go. After a second morning on the beach, Debbie had overdone the sunbathing. She had some sunburn and felt a bit unwell. Jill said she would stay with her, but I played the Good Samaritan and told them to go and have a good time, and that I would stay with Debbie. They were overjoyed at my kindness, but little did they know I had plans to seduce the lovely Debbie.

She was lying face down on the bed in the end bedroom, still in her bikini, and reading a women's magazine, when I popped my head around the door and asked if she would like a cold drink. She said she would have a cold squash. Perfect, I thought and I went to the kitchen to make it up. I diluted the squash with a little water and a good helping of strong vodka. That should just take away a few inhibitions, especially as she is not used to drinking alcohol.

"There you go," I said cheerfully as I put it on the bedside cabinet. She did not look at me but just said thanks. I left for about half an hour before going back in to her, hoping the effect of the vodka had kicked in.

"Hey Debbie, how yer feeling?" She was still in the same position but the glass was empty. She looked around at me.

"I'm feeling a little woozy actually."

"That will be the effect of the sun; you should get some more cream on that sunburn."

"Do you think so, already?"

"Oh yes, I have a mate studying medicine and he warned me about the effects of sun damage."

I grabbed the bottle of cream, "Here let me do it for you," and before she had chance to say no, I was rubbing the cream into her near perfect skin. I started with her shoulders, then her back, sweeping my hands down to her bikini bottoms. Then I started at her ankles.

"Hey! My legs are ok," she snapped.

"'Cover as much skin as possible, not just the burnt area,' my mate said," I told her as I worked my way up towards her lovely ass. Again I rubbed up to her bikini bottoms, squeezing as I went.

"Ok that will do," She snapped again.

"Your right, turn over, I will do the front."

"No way."

"Look, sunburn can be serious, what about skin cancer?"

"What about it?"

"My mate studying medicine said 'cover as much of the skin as possible to put the moisture back.'"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, quite sure. Now turn over," I almost ordered.

I was amazed; she not only turned over and continued to read her magazine, she also did not realize she could do the front herself, but I wasn't complaining.

I started just below her bikini top, staring at her small but perfect breasts. I swept my hands down over her almost flat tummy to the top of her bikini bottoms. How I wanted to just slip my hand under the waistband! As if she could read my mind she placed her hand on them.

Then I worked my way up her legs, massaging my way towards the top of her legs. Getting bolder, I slightly touched her bikini clad pussy with the side of my hand, and then I did it again. Her hand shot down to protect herself and she looked over the magazine.

"You're doing that on purpose you perv," she scolded.

"What?" I asked, all innocent like.

"You know what, that will do now." I ignored her and continued my massage of her thigh.

"That will do now," she repeated.

"So you are medically trained are you?" I said sharply.

"No, of course not, but neither are you."

"Yes, but as I said I find things out from my mate who is, and you see these freckles at the top of your legs," I said, rubbing near her pussy again.

"What about the freckles? Stop that you perv!"

"They need to be treated well after sunburn, or they can cause real problems."

"You are just saying that to perv at my legs." It's not your legs I want, I thought to myself.

"Ok have it your way, don't say I did not warn you when you get really ill," I said as I got up and walked out of the room. I thought I may have blown it, then after about five minutes she came out, and started looking in the cupboard.

"Oooh, I still feel a bit woozy," she said "Is it true what you said about the freckles?"

"Yes but if you don't want my help and advice, that's fine."

"Where's the chocolate?"

"It's in the fridge," I said getting up to get it for her.

"So what needs to be done about these freckles?" She asked.

"Go and lie back down, I will bring the chocolate," I told her as she reached for her glass. "I'll bring you another squash." Again I added a small amount of vodka, but not too much, I did not want to get her drunk.

She was lying on the bed, reading another magazine. "Here you are," I said as I gave her the squash, from which she took a gulp and put the glass down.

I sat on the bed next to her thighs.

"Did you bring the chocolate?" She asked.

"Yes, but first if you want me to get some cream onto these freckles on the top of your legs for you, then you need to just lay there read your magazine and let me get on with it, right?"

"Ok but-"

"No buts, just do it, right?"

"OK," she said meekly. I could not believe she was falling for this, but who was I to complain. I broke off a chunk of chocolate and gave it to her.

"Suck on that while I get started and if you're good I'll give you some more." My dirty mind was racing, thinking about her pretty lips sucking on something else. All in good time I told myself.

I was not wasting any more time, and putting a drop of cream on my fingers, I went straight to the top of her left thigh. I pushed her shapely legs slightly apart to gain better access; she said nothing and continued reading her magazine. I massaged the top of her thigh, right next to her bikini bottom, and immediately started to rub against it. As I rubbed her thigh, more and more of my hand was rubbing the material guarding her pussy.

"Hey," she said, are you sure this is OK?"

"Look Debbie, you are starting to really piss me off with your whining. Now just be a good girl and let me get on with it, OK?"

"Sorry it's just..." she didn't finish the sentence.

I then gave her another piece of chocolate, which she slipped into her sexy mouth, and I started the treatment of her right thigh. After a bit more of the pretence of rubbing cream into her thigh, I decided to up the ante. I started to massage both thighs together so that my hands met in the middle. Her bikini bottom was held on with a little tie on each of her hips, and they just about remained closed as I increased my rubbing.

I was now tracing her slit with my fingers, and even through the material, I could feel her sensitive bud. I could hear her breathing become shallower and noticed her chest starting to rise ad fall, as my fingers worked away. Then I was sure I felt a little flex of her hips, as my fingers again hit her clit. To see if I was right, I just rubbed the palm of my hand lightly over her pussy area, and sure enough, she tried to push against my hand. I did this several times to tease her, and every time she responded. Right, I thought, time to move to the next stage.

I am sure she was just holding the magazine up in front of her face now and not reading, but I couldn't care less anyway. I snatched it from her hands and threw it onto the floor.

"Hey, I was reading that," she moaned in a low husky voice, which was another clue to how far I had worked this beauty up. Her face was also very flushed.

"I don't think you were, as you were finding it hard to concentrate," I told her, as I still rubbed between her legs.

"I... I was," she protested.

I was fairly sure she had a submissive nature, and she just looked down as I told her, "I told you to just be quiet, and be a good girl. Now I want to see your tits."

"What....I...I," she stammered.

"Sit up," I commanded, pulling her by the arms into a sitting position, and before she knew what was happening. I had pulled the little bow of material undone and pushed her back into a lying position. I began rubbing her hard between her legs again, making her squirm in pleasure, before telling her to put her hands above her head. I gave another fierce rub on her bikini clad pussy, and then stopped, leaving my hand just resting there. Debbie, I sensed, was not that far from cumming. I was not going to let her until I had complete control.

"Put your hands above your head and leave them there," I ordered, and to my utter delight she slowly complied.

"That's better," I said and pulled away the small piece of material covering her small, but perfectly formed tits. "They are nice," I told her, "what size are they?"

When she did not answer I gave her pussy another good hard rub, to work her up again, and left her panting.

"When I ask a question, I expect an answer, what size are your pretty tits?"

"32 .....buh-bee," she panted. They were almost flat as she lay on the bed, but she had the most amazing, big nipples, which were standing proud. As I placed my left hand on her left tit and began to gently squeeze, I asked her how many boys had felt her tits and I shot her a look that said 'you'd better answer'.

"None," she replied to my delight. I took a piece of the chocolate that was already pretty soft, and told her to lick it. Her tongue slipped out from between her lips and licked the chocolate. I then proceeded to smear it over her nipples, making her squirm with pleasure.

"Open," I ordered bringing the chocolate back to her mouth and popping it in. "Suck it slowly, while I do the same," I said leaning over her right nipple. I licked around the swelling bud before drawing it into my mouth, beating it with my tongue. This started to drive the 18 year old virgin wild. As one nipple popped from my mouth I did the same to the other.

"Hmm," I said looking up at her pretty face, "they taste nice." To prove a point I sucked gently on each nipple again. "You are going to be a good girl from now on, when you are alone with me, aren't you?" She shyly nodded in agreement. Rubbing between her legs again I told her, "that's good, 'cause then I will make you feel good, now lets have a look at your pussy." I had noticed that most of it was in view anyway, but I tugged at the right tie on her bikini bottoms. With no effort at all it gave way, as did the other side. I smiled briefly at her as I lifted the material from her bush, and dropped it between her legs.

I ran my hand down her belly and stroked it over her furry pussy. She responded by pushing against my hand.

"Has anyone ever played with your pussy, Debbie?"

"N ...no."

"Spread your legs nice and wide for me," I ordered, and she did. I broke off another chunk of the chocolate and skillfully spread her pussy-lips with two of my fingers. Her whole body jumped as I rubbed the chocolate over the damp, sensitive bud between her legs. Then I went down on her like a hungry man. In seconds a huge orgasm engulfed her body. She jumped so hard, I hit my jaw against her hip. She closed her eyes as the orgasm subsided, and I took the opportunity to get a couple of shots of her on my phone. I gave her little time to recover as I inserted a finger into her pussy. It was bloody tight but thankfully well lubricated. She gave out a really sexy moan as I began to slowly finger fuck her.

"Was that your first orgasm, Debbie?"

"Y ...yes," she panted.

"Well hold tight, you're about to have your second." I sucked her nipple and rubbed her swollen clit as I slowly finger fucked her. It did not take long to bring her off again.

I looked down at her red, perspiring face, as she tried to get her breath back, while I continued to gently rub her sopping pussy. "Did that feel good Debbie?"

"Oh ...yes."

"I don't know how long we've got before they get back," I told her as she started to get worked up again. This girl has so much pent up sexual energy! "We have another five days down here; you're going to help me arrange plenty of time for us to be alone together, right?"

"Yesss, yess ok yess."

"For the next five days you are going to be mine, aren't you?"

"Yes...what...ever...you.....say." Just then we suddenly heard my dad's car pull up outside.

"Shit, they're back; remember what I've told you Debbie, now I'm out of here."

I just managed to look relaxed as they entered the caravan, but I was already thinking of my next move. 



Step Sister Seduction Ch. 02



Vanessa stood naked in the center of my basement room as I focused the camera. The light was soft and slightly back-lit to accentuate her form. Her supple breasts hung like swollen teardrops from her chest. Her raven black hair and pink nipples stood out against her alabaster skin. She flashed me a smile and then decided to look serious. 

“What’s the purpose of this again?” She asked.

“Aside from filming you naked?” I responded.

“Yeah, Jackass!” She Said.

“I’m experimenting with lighting and the new filter I just bought for my video camera.” I said.

“You’d better hurry up. The parental units will be home shortly.” She Said.

“When are we going to break it to them?” I asked

“Later will be better than sooner. Right before we leave for the university and the fall semester starts.” She said.

It had been nearly a month since my Step Sister, Vanessa, had moved in. From the moment of our first meeting she changed my life and I knew that I loved and desired her. We had managed to keep our affair secret so far, spending every unattended moment furiously fucking and sharing our most intimate thoughts and feelings. The ruse was starting to become increasingly difficult to pull off, as our feelings towards each other grew. Every longing glance and veiled touch added to the frustration of bottled up emotions. 

“I’m really looking forward to this weekend.” I said

“I don’t care if we even look at the University, just as long as we have some time alone.” Vanessa said.

“Your cousin, Sarah, won’t mind us staying with her?” I asked.

“I told her that you would be sleeping in the spare bedroom and that she and I could share a bed.” Vanessa said.

“What does she do aside from being a grad student” I asked

“She is a waitress at a bar, and acts and dances in local theatre productions when she has the time.’ Vanessa answered.

I nodded in acknowledgement and turned off the video camera. I walked over to Vanessa as she reached for her clothes and pushed her onto the bed. Her blue eyes sparkled as she knew I was about to take control. Her ass was nearly hanging off the edge of the bed as I dropped to my knees. I looked at the tiny black heart tattooed above her cleanly shaven pussy. I moved my nose closer to her outer folds and breathed in the musky aroma. I felt my cock stiffen as I began to lap at her pussy. I felt her hands grab the back of my head and pull me closer to her. I used my fingers to spread open her folds and looked at her swollen clit. I blew a cheek full air onto her clit and I heard Vanessa let out a moan. 

“Lick my butt-hole!” she blurted out.

I ran my tongue down her slit and pushed her legs up over my shoulders to reveal her tiny balloon knot. I brushed it slightly with my tongue and began to increase the pressure. I put 2 fingers in her sopping pussy and began to massage her g-spot while my thumb gently massaged her clit. Vanessa’s moans increased as I penetrated her asshole with my tongue. 

“I’m going to cum!!” Vanessa yelped.

I felt her legs stiffen as the pleasure of her release shot through her body. The muscles in her stomach tightened and released as I felt the rush of her exquisite liquid come pouring out of her pussy and splashing against my waiting face. I watched in joy as the final waves of Vanessa’s orgasm left her body. She looked up at me with an exhausted smile.

“I’m glad that we discovered your special ability.” I said with a smile.

“Let me return the favor.” Vanessa said, looking at the bulge in my jeans. 

“I’d love to, but have you looked at the clock?’ I said. 

“Like I could look at it during that” She said.

“It is nearly 5:00 pm and I need to change the sheets and wash my glazed donut face.” I said.

“You are truly an idiot” She said smirking while quickly getting dressed. 

We had little time to spare as I stripped the bed and threw the sheets into the washing machine. I had promised to cook dinner since I had only been working half days lately. The summer job that Bill had secured for me with the parks department was fun but due to the city’s budget problems I was regulated to part time only. Vanessa walked downstairs from her room wearing her black hair up in a pony-tail and a snug white tank top with tight black yoga shorts. We quickly started preparing a spaghetti dinner and managed to have it done and ready before Bill and Lisa arrived home.

Dinner was pleasant and unassuming. Lisa and Bill looked happy together, as usual, and it caused me to wonder how the truth about Vanessa and I would affect them. 

“You leave for Albuquerque on Friday morning, right?” Bill asked

“Yeah, it is only a 3 hour drive so it won’t be too bad.” I responded

“I’m not sure that you should be driving your old car back and forth so much in the summer heat. You can take the Escalade, as long as you bring it back in one piece.” Bill said.

“Great, I appreciate it.” I said.

“I don’t trust to many people with Vanessa and my car so you should be honored.” Bill said with a wink

“I’ll take care of her.” I said trying not to reveal too much in my expressions

The next two days passed without much excitement. Vanessa had started working a few hours at the local independent record shop and was trying work as much as possible before our trip. The day finally arrived and we both woke up early and eager for our trip. Vanessa walked down stairs and looked stunning. She was wearing a red cardigan over a white button-down shirt and a knee length black skirt. She wore ankle high white socks with a pair of black penny loafers. I noticed that she was wearing a pair of black rimmed glasses that accentuated her blue eyes. Her lips were a subtle shade of red and her cheeks looked slightly flushed. Her hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail and her black bangs hung freely. My work with the parks service had caused my back and chest to fill out nicely and the charcoal black polo shirt I was wearing fit a little more tightly than usual. I had a new pair of relaxed fit blue jeans on with my traditional tan work-boots. I had cut my hair into an almost military buzz cut. 

“You look good Jason.” Vanessa said sounding mockingly formal

“So do you Vanessa.” I said trying to keep up the charade

I lugged Vanessa’s extremely heavy suitcase to the SUV. I wondered what the hell she had packed; we were only going to be gone for 3 days. We pulled out of the driveway and hit the open road. Bill had left an envelope on the dashboard with 6 fifty dollar bills and a note reminding me to take care of his daughter. My suspicions became aroused. I wondered if Vanessa and I were giving off to many signals. I looked over at the passenger seat and noticed that Vanessa had already taken control of the CD player. Loud punk music filled the air as we shot down the highway and exited town.

We headed south towards Albuquerque and were on a desolate stretch of highway on the Navajo Indian reservation. Our conversation was light as Vanessa enjoyed the scenery and the loud music pulsating throughout the car. I noticed that Vanessa began rummaging through her purse and she pulled out what looked like a tube of lipstick. She glanced at me with that devilish look in her eyes.

“What is that?” I asked.

“It’s a Pocket Rocket.” She said with a grin.

“Are you on some secret sex toy testers list?” I said sarcastically

“Just try and keep an eye on the road if you can.” She said.

Vanessa popped the cap off the faux lipstick tube and a slight buzzing noise filled the air. She reclined the car seat as far back as she could. At this point I was glad the Escalade had tinted windows. She pulled up her skirt enough to display a pair of black panties with string ties on the side. I reached over and pulled on the string closest to me while she pulled the string on the other side. I pulled hard and her panties came loose and were in my hand. I struggled to keep my eyes on the road and to enjoy the spectacle that was unfolding at my side. She spread her legs and began rubbing the mini vibrator on her clit. Her moans began to increase as she continued to work on her clit. The mile markers were passing by as I struggled to keep an eye on the road. Her moans ended abruptly as her orgasm shot through her body. She looked over at me with a dazed smile. She unfastened her seat belt and leaned over towards me. Her hands reached over and began to unfasten my jeans and pulled down my zipper. My cock was freed by the expert use of her hands. I adjusted a little in my seat so my cock could stick our further from the hole in my boxers. She leaned over more and I could feel her lips at the end of my cock. Her tongue made fast little circles and I continued to drive as straight as possible. She worked on my shaft as best as she could in our awkward positions. She looked up and smiled then crawled into the back seat. I adjusted the rear view mirror and could see that she had spread her legs and was fingering her pussy. I looked for the nearest dirt road that I could find and pulled the car over. I quickly crawled into the back seat and Vanessa pulled me towards her. I entered into her pussy with ease. She was extremely wet and her hips bucked off of the seat of the car meeting me with each thrust. I could feel that I was going to cum at any moment. I felt the rush of my orgasm empty into her. She pulled me closer and whispered that she loved me. I held her in a tight embrace and kissed her deeply. I noticed that her glasses were a little fogged up and askew and started to chuckle.  

We composed ourselves as best we could and continued down the road. A few miles ahead of us there was a State Trooper parked on the side of the road. I was glad that I pulled over when I did. After about an hour and a half we eventually got on the interstate and headed into Albuquerque. We pulled off onto one of the main roads that led to the university area. 

“Sarah doesn’t live this close; she lives in the far northeast heights.” Vanessa said.

“I know. I just want to look at the school a little before we come back tomorrow.” I said

As I drove around the campus I became more convinced that sharing an apartment would be a smarter choice than living in a dorm. I wondered how I could make this happen and still be honest to Bill and my mother about my relationship with Vanessa.

After looking at the campus we headed towards Sarah’s apartment on the other end of town. The traffic was heavy as the afternoon began and we struggled to get across town without getting too lost. Vanessa pulled out her address book to confirm that we were heading to the right address. We pulled into very large and slightly fancy apartment complex.

“She can afford this place by waiting tables?” I asked Vanessa.

“She must get help from her parents I guess.” Vanessa said.

We entered her number into the speaker box and were quickly buzzed in. We walked to the right door and noticed that it was cracked open slightly. Vanessa took initiative and walked in. 

“Sarah?” Vanessa said

“Just a minute! I’m getting dressed.” A female voice shot back.

I looked around that roomy apartment and saw a few foreign movie posters on the wall and a large television in the living room. I thought that she must make great tips to afford all this or she must do something else besides waiting tables. Just as I finished my thought Sarah walked out of her room. I was kind of stunned at what I saw. Sarah was a drop dead gorgeous blond slightly taller than Vanessa. She was wearing a very low pair of hip hugging jeans and a tight form fitting blue shirt that featured her large breasts and exposed her tight tanned stomach. Her hair was obviously an expensive salon cut that was bobbed just at the base of her neck and had bright high-lights. 

“You must be Jason.” Sarah said while giving me a tight hug.

“Nice to meet you.” I said

“I have prepared the guest room for the both of you.” Sarah said with a wink.

“I forgot to tell you that she knows about us.” Vanessa said holding back a smile.

“Cousins never keep secrets from one another.” Sarah said. 

I must have looked like a total fool as they both looked at each other and smiled. They hugged each other and looked pleased at my surprise. I lugged Vanessa’s suitcase into guest room as they both sat and talked in the small kitchen area. I plunked down on the coach looking at the apartment and wondered where the day and night might take me.

Vanessa and Sarah spoke in whispers in the kitchen area. I sat on the couch and watched music videos playing on the television. I would occasionally glance over at Vanessa and enjoyed the view of her cousin’s backside but tried be nonchalant about it. They seemed to have a close connection between them. Vanessa stopped talking to Sarah and made her way to the couch.

“If it is not too much of a hassle, we are going to take Sarah to work after we eat dinner.” Vanessa said.

“No Problem, are we going to pick her up too?” I asked.  

“Yes, she is only going to work for about 3 hours and it would nice to see her perform.” Vanessa said with a smirk.

“Ok, But I’m not looking forward to an evening to musical theatre.” I said.

I sat around watching television while the girls got ready. My mind drifted to the events of earlier today and the memory of Vanessa pleasuring herself in the car. I felt a little aroused at the thought and hoped that I would be able to get her alone later this evening. I was enjoying my daydream as Vanessa and Sarah stepped in front of me. Vanessa looked great. Her hair was down and her lips were very red. She was wearing a tight fitting black shirt with a keyhole top that exposed her ample cleavage. She also wore an extremely short black skirt that exposed her shapely legs and stomach. Sarah also looked great; she was still wearing the low slung jeans and blue top but her face was made up and her blond hair and tanned skin contrasted with Vanessa’s. Sarah was carrying what looked like a make up case and a gym bag.

“Are you ready to go?” Vanessa asked?

“Let’s head out.” I said.

We ate at a Mexican restaurant in the middle of town and sat and relaxed after our filling dinner. It was nearing 7:30 in the evening and I wondered where the day had gone.

“We’d better get going. Sarah needs to be on stage by 8:15” Vanessa said.

“What kind of stage are we talking about” I said 

“I’m an exotic dancer”. Sarah said with a grin.

“Really.” I said confirming my earlier suspicions

“I hope that it doesn’t make you uncomfortable watching me work tonight.” Sarah said.

“I’m looking forward to it, but how will Vanessa and I get in” I said

“It is the only totally nude club in town so they don’t serve alcohol. You can be 18 and still get in.” Sarah Said.

“Totally nude?” I said trying not to blush.

“Totally.” Sarah said with a glint in her eye similar to Vanessa’s

I tried not to appear too eager but I exceeded the speed limit as we made our way down town. We pulled into the clubs parking lot and were able to park in the gated area reserved for employees. The neon signs were not as garish as I had imagined for a strip club. We made our way through the back entrance and into club’s main floor. Bass heavy music pulsated throughout the club and I could see video monitors displaying some very hard core porn. Sarah sat Vanessa and I at a good table close to the stage and headed off to change. The club had not filled up yet because the night was still young but we could see lots of men and several couples seated and ready for the next dancer to take the stage. I could feel Vanessa’s hand on my leg as we watched the first dancer perform. She was a slim Hispanic girl with small breasts who seemed particularly amateurish. We watched as the next dancer, a voluptuous black girl, took the stage with authority. She worked the pole like a gymnast and she was showered with dollar bills from patrons eager to get a closer look at her. I sat back taking in the experience of my first strip club. 

“Up next on the Stage is Ariel.” The club D.J. announced.

“It’s Sarah.” Vanessa said leaning close to my ear. 

I recognized the song blaring from the speakers. “It’s no good” by Depeche Mode began pulsating throughout the club. I watched as Sarah walked out from behind the curtain and began prowling the stage. She wore an extremely short sheer black dress that barely covered the miniscule g-string underneath. Her technique at seducing the crowd was far more convincing than the other dancers. She was looking directly at Vanessa as she peeled the dress down revealing her breasts. Her body was toned without being overly muscled and her breasts were full but real, compared to the silicone enhanced bodies possessed by the majority of the other dancers. Vanessa pulled several dollars from her purse and walked to the stage. Sarah headed straight to her ignoring several of the more unseemly patrons on the way. Vanessa stood at the edge of the stage as Sarah turned her back and bent over to show her tight ass to the audience. She turned back to face Vanessa and slowly pulled her g-string down exposing her perfectly shaved pussy. She pulled Vanessa’s head towards her pussy just short of making contact. The crowd cheered enjoying the Sapphic display. As Sarah pulled back I noticed a small heart tattooed above her slit. It was nearly identical to Vanessa’s. The song ended and Sarah picked up the piles of dollar bills on the stage. 

“What did you think?” Vanessa asked as she sat down at the table.

“It was definitely hot. She has a tattoo just like yours.” I answered

“Not just like, maybe you’ll see it up close in a while.” Vanessa said with a grin.

We sat at the table looking at the other dancers as they came on stage. None of them had the command of the stage and the presence of Sarah. We waited close to a forty five minutes as Sarah finally made her way to our table. She was wearing a tiny black bikini that barely covered her breasts and pussy. 

“You were great up there.” Vanessa said. 

“Thanks sweetie. I have already done 5 table dances since I finished on the stage.” Sarah said.

“Aren’t they like 20 dollars a pop?” I said sounding like a dork and a cheapskate.

“Yes they are, I need to do a few more to make it worth my while, after that I’ll treat you guys to a private.” Sarah Said. 

“I’m looking forward to that.” Vanessa said answering my exact thought

Vanessa and I waited for Sarah to make the rounds again and watched as several new dancers made their way on stage. Vanessa drank several of the fruity beverages offered by the club followed by a bottle of overpriced water. Another hour had passed and Sarah finally made it back to our table. 

“Let’s go to the private area.” Sarah said.

Sarah grabbed Vanessa and I by the hands and led us past a set of beaded curtains into an area that had several large bed-like couches. The glow of the black lights made the whole scene seem surreal. Sarah led us to small room that was far more secluded and private than the rest of the “VIP” rooms.

“Who first?” Sarah asked.

“Vanessa first, I want to watch.” I said.

“Typical male.” Vanessa said with a chuckle.

“I told the bouncer to turn a blind eye on us for a while since no money will be exchanging hands.” Sarah said.

Vanessa and I sat on the couch with Vanessa positioned on the widest area with her legs slightly spread. Sarah started to move to the bass driven music. She had an intense look in her eyes as she approached Vanessa. She straddled Vanessa and began to writhe in time to the music. Vanessa also began to look very serious. Sarah ran her hands through Vanessa’s hair and whispered in her ear. The music was so loud that I was unable to hear Sarah’s words. Vanessa began to move in time with Sarah and I could feel my cock begin to stiffen. Sarah took of her top off and brushed her breasts across Vanessa’s mouth. The girls continued to move in time as their bodies began to touch. Sarah stood up and walked towards me. Vanessa looked on intently as Sarah pushed me down on the couch. I was lying nearly flat on my back as the music began to change. 




Step Sister Seduction Ch. 02



I was desperate to get more of my beautiful stepsister but no chance arose during the following day, and in the evening we all went to the club on the site. Dad and Jill had a few drinks and were getting quite merry, Debbie and I had been on cokes. Then I had an idea, I offered to get another round in, which I did. I knew Dad and Jill would sleep heavily after the drinks they'd had, so I added double vodka to Debbie's coke to help her sleep.

After we had all been in bed for over an hour, I listened at Dads bedroom door, I could hear then breathing soundly. Then I gently opened the door to Debbie's small room. A light outside lit the room enough to see that she was sound asleep. She lay on her back, and as it was a warm night, she had just a thin sheet covering most of her body. Her right arm was down by her side, her left arm lay across her stomach as if holding the sheet. Her left leg lay straight in the bed, but her right one was lying on its side and bent at the knee. Most of this leg was not covered by the sheet and I could see she was wearing pyjamas. They looked pink in the dim light, but I couldn't care less what colour they were, I just wanted to get into them. 

I knelt down and ran my hand along her silk covered inner thigh, straight to the special place between her legs. I could tell she had panties on as I rubbed my hand, up and down her thighs and over her pussy. I looked at her gorgeous sleeping face, which did not change even when I began to trace her slit with my fingers. I then turned my attention elsewhere; folding back the sheet I squeezed her small tit very gently. Then with one finger I traced her nipple, circling it, and then dragging my finger across it. She did not have a bra on, and soon the bud started to respond to my touch. I loved the way her lovely big right nipple stood firm and proud.

Then gently lifting her arm slightly by the cuff of her pyjama top, I tugged the sheet down to her feet. She still did not move. That double vodka was a good idea. Next I pulled on the cord at the waistband of her pyjama bottoms, which obligingly came undone easily. This allowed me to slip my hand inside, and rub her pussy over her panties. This time I traced her slit and rubbed my finger the full length of her pussy which caused her to move slightly. That made me jump at first, but she still looked soundly asleep, so I slipped my hand inside her panties and went in search of her sensitive clit.

I ran my finger across it and at the same time I massaged her tit. She started to moan as I continued to stimulate her. I was just thinking of unbuttoning her top when she suddenly woke up. 

"What the umm," was all she said before my right hand flew from inside her panties to clamp over her mouth.

"Quiet," I told her, in a stern whisper.

"Ummm, ummm," she started again.

"Shut the fuck up, or you'll wake them up."

"Ummm."

"And if they do come in, imagine the embarrassment you'll feel when I show them the pictures from yesterday that I've got on my phone."

That seemed to quieten her down, and she just stared at me with those lovely big eyes.

"That's better, now I'm going to take my hand away, and you are going to be quiet, right?" She nodded her head in agreement. As I took my hand away she rolled onto her side, and sat up slightly, using her elbow to support her.

"You shouldn't be in here, now just go."

"But I haven't got what I came for yet," I replied.

"What do you want?" She asked, and I grinned.

"I want these," I said grabbing her left tit, and at the same time catching her off-balance, pushing her onto her back. 

"But you..." she said but I interrupted her and quickly pushed my other hand back inside her pyjama bottoms, and squeezed her pussy firmly, while looking her straight into her eyes.

"What I really want is your pussy," and to make the point I squeezed it again. She had a hand holding on to each of my arms but not with any great purpose. Although my right hand was outside her panties, I could still rub her with two fingers. I kissed her on her pretty lips, and told her. "You are going to be a good girl, you are going to do as you're told, and only speak to answer questions" I told her. 

She made one last feeble attempt to struggle free, almost as a gesture, without success, as I leant across her. In fact, it worked against her, as I used the opportunity to get my hand inside her panties again, and started to search out her clit. Neither of us said anything, just stared at each other while my fingers played with her clit. I saw her eyes close a couple of times as I pressed her swelling love bud. Her hands where just resting on my arms now, not even holding them.

"Like I said, you are going to be a good girl, aren't you?" I said breaking the silence.

She closed her eyes as she replied; 'Yes'.

"'Yes' what, tell me!"

"I....I am going to be a good girl."

"Who's in charge?"

"You ...are."

"That's better, now I want you to put your hands above your head," I instructed, and she slowly did as I told her. "Now let's get this top undone," I said and she just watched as I undid the buttons on her pyjama top. Pulling it open, I saw her lovely tits, and my fingers were soon dancing on her nipples. She turned her head to the side but I ordered her to look at me, and again she obeyed. I stuck out my tongue and lowered it to her stiff right nipple. She caught her breath as I started to lap at the bud, and as it grew I could not stop myself lightly biting it. "Ummm... your tits are tasty Debbie," I said as I lightly bit on the left nipple. "You know what these nipples are made for, don't you Debbie?"

"N...No," she said Horsely.

"These nipples are made to be sucked. What are they made for?"

"They're made to be s...sucked."

"Ummm," I said as I sucked on first one, and then the other nipple.

"I'm going to take your pyjama bottoms off now Debbie, so be a good girl and lift your bottom", I told her as I grabbed them. She lifted her bum off the bed enough for me to slip them down her pretty legs. Into view came her lovely legs and her green panties with two little flowers on them. They were what I call practical panties, not that sexy. Rubbing my hand over her panties, I asked her if she normally wore panties in bed, and she told me that she did. As I rubbed the garment into the slit of her pussy, she squirmed and I moved her legs further apart. This allowed me to pull her panties aside and insert a finger into her.

She looked away again as her breathing increased along with my slow finger fuck.

"I told you to look at me Debbie," she did. "Look at me as I finger fuck your sexy pussy."

She gave a little whimper as I slid a second finger inside her.

"Your pussy is so fuckin' tight, Debbie," I told her as I slowly pushed my fingers in and out of her. Her breathing became faster and shallower as I worked her up. "Shall we take your panties off now?"

"Wh...whatever," she panted in response. She moaned as I withdrew my fingers from her wet pussy, and let her panties slip back into place. She pushed her hips towards my hand as they roamed over her panties. Then I lifted the waistband.

"So are they coming off Debbie?"

"Yes," she whispered shyly "OK."

I didn't give her a chance to change her mind, and I whipped them off. 

I pulled her into a sitting position and got her to sit on the edge of the bed. I pushed her back until her shoulders and head rested against the wall. I held her knees and pushed her legs wide apart, and then ran my hands along her inner thighs until they met at her pussy. I used my fingers to spread her pussy lips wide, and bent down to slowly lick her. As my tongue was dragging across her swollen clit, I worked a finger in and out of her damp hole. She was trying desperately hard not to make too much noise as her pleasure grew. It became harder for me to keep my rhythm as she started to buck as an orgasm drew nearer. When it finally hit her, the poor girl's whole body went into convulsions for what seemed like an age before she flopped onto the bed.

I was not going to let her rest there too long as I wanted something this time. So I pulled her back into a sitting poison on the edge of the bed. Her red face was inches away from my stiff cock that made a tent in my boxers.

"Take it out Debbie, take my cock out," I told her. She looked up at me with almost pleading eyes. "I told you to take out my cock, do it now," I ordered this time. She lifted both her hands and gripped the waistband of my boxers as if she was clinging to a ledge. Then she tugged downwards, and my cock sprung free, and she pulled back her head just before it hit her on the nose. It felt rock hard, and I told her, "your sexy body's done that, you have got my cock rock hard Debbie. Come on feel how hard you've made it".

She just stared at it, "You have not seen a hard cock in the flesh before have you?" She just shook her head in response. "Go on get hold of it, don't worry it won't bite." She looked up pleadingly again but I was getting impatient, so I grabbed her hand and pushed it against my throbbing cock. I ordered her to wrap her fingers around it, which she did. "Push you hand up and down it, yeah that's it." She soon got into a rhythm, "You know what you're doing to me, don't you Debbie?" She again just nodded, "tell me, tell me what you're doing." I loved getting her to talk dirty, knowing it was something she would not normally do. 

"I'm masturbating you", she replied and I laughed.

"You're wanking my cock. Now say it again."

She looked down and spoke softly, "I...I'm wanking your cock."

"Good girl, you're doing a good job too, now lean forward and kiss it."

"I...I can't I can't do that."

"It wasn't a request."

"B...But that is really dirty."

"It's no dirtier than me eating your pussy, and you enjoyed that, so kiss my cock," I ordered again and pulled her head towards it. She closed her eyes as her licks touched the end of my cock. I had an electric-shock experience as I felt them touch my cock for the first time. 

"Now open your mouth," I said grabbing a handful of her brown, shoulder length hair. I was almost surprised as her lips parted, and my cock edged in. "Good girl, now suck it." She clapped her lips around it and I used my grip on her hair to get her into a rhythm.

"Yes, that's it Debbie, suck that fuckin' hard cock." 

She stuck to her task well, but I've had had better blow jobs. I knew she would get better and I was planning to give her practice at every opportunity. 

Ohhh yeah, Debbie, you are doing great, you are going to make a great fuckin' cocksucker."

I thought it better not to cum in her mouth this time, so as I got near, I told her to lay down and to wank my cock , as I knelt beside her on the bed. As she did that I started to rub her pussy, and she soon started to get worked up again. This girl had so muck sex just wanting to get out. I did not have time to get her off again as I sprayed her tits with my hot cum.

"That was fantastic Debbie; you have talented hands and a really talented mouth." I reached over and wiped my cum from her tits with a tissue, dwelling on her hard nipples.

"Better get some sleep now, my little cocksucker." I said planting a kiss on her lips.

"See you in the morning." 



Step Sister Seduction Ch. 02



I could hear “Get Off” by Prince bumping throughout the room. Sarah seductively stripped off her tiny bikini bottom and straddled me. Sarah began to thrust in time with the music with complete abandon. I could feel the friction created by her naked body against my rock hard cock. I looked towards Vanessa and noticed that she was now standing and moving to the music. Vanessa moved closer and took off her skirt. She was wearing a tiny white thong that glowed under the black lights. She Stripped off her shirt and was wearing a sheer white bra. Sarah dismounted me and walked towards Sarah. She kissed Vanessa on the mouth while her hands explored Vanessa’s body. Sarah dropped to her knees and bit the top of Vanessa thong. Vanessa looked me in the eyes as Sarah pulled Sarah’s panties down with her teeth. I could feel my cock straining against my jeans and I badly needed relief. Sarah stood up and looked Vanessa in the eye. 

“Let’s go to home and fuck.” Sarah Said.

Vanessa threw her panties at me and put on her remaining clothes. I grabbed the panties and could feel that they were soaking wet. Sarah ran back to retrieve her things and met us out back. Sarah and Vanessa got in the back seat and we headed home. I could see that Vanessa and Sarah were passionately kissing and their moans became increasingly louder. The familiar musky smell of Vanessa’s sex filled the air. 

“Fuck me with your fingers” I heard Vanessa squeal.

At the next stoplight I turned around saw that Vanessa’s skirt was on the floorboard and Sarah’s fingers were buried in Vanessa’s snatch. We were pulling into the apartment parking lot when I heard Vanessa’s intense climax. 

“Everything is ready” Sarah said in a husky tone

“Good. I can’t wait” Vanessa said.

As we entered the apartment Sarah disappeared into her room. Vanessa waited for me to close the door and as I turned around she dropped to her knees. I felt her unbutton my jeans and free my cock as she pulled down my boxer shorts. She took the entire length of my shaft into her mouth in one effortless motion. I could feel her hands massaging my balls as she quickened the pace and intensity of her mouth. I looked up and Sarah was standing near the couch wearing what looked to be a slick black vinyl bra and matching pair of crotch-less panties. She looked on as Vanessa continued to work on me. I could feel my cum erupt into Vanessa’s waiting mouth. She took my entire load but didn’t swallow. She walked towards Sarah and kissed her mouth. I watched as Sarah eagerly took my seed from Vanessa’s mouth. 

“I love the taste of cum.” Sarah Said. 

“Now you have to do what I say.” Vanessa said.

“I’ll do anything you tell me.” Sarah replied.

“Go into your bedroom now!” Vanessa ordered.

I began to strip of my clothes and followed Vanessa into the bedroom. I watched as Vanessa stripped naked and stood over Sarah on a blanket in the middle of the floor next to her large bed. 

“Where do you want it?” Vanessa asked with authority

“On my tits and my ass!’ Sarah said obediently

“Do you want it?” Vanessa asked gruffly.

“Give it to me please. I need it.” Sarah squealed

Vanessa squatted slightly and I looked as a stream of golden liquid began to splash across Sarah’s waiting body. Sarah gave out a deep moan as the hot piss ran down her body. 

“Turn over.” Vanessa said in a shuddering voice. 

“I want more!” Sarah cried out as she turned over.

The piss splashed across Sarah’s ass and I could see that Sarah was furiously rubbing her pussy. Vanessa moaned as the stream began to taper off. I watched as Sarah appeared to be in a state of complete arousal and her orgasm shook through her body. 

“I’m going to have Jason spank you until you pee. Do you want that?’ Vanessa asked 

“I want that badly.” Sarah Said.

Vanessa lay on the soaking blanket in the middle of the floor as Sarah straddled her. I walked over and knelt down as the pair began to kiss. I slapped Sarah’s ass with a light blow to gauge her reaction. 

“Harder!” Sarah and Vanessa said in unison.

I gave Sarah a hard slap on the fleshiest part of her ass. 

“Again!” Sarah yelped.

I gave Sarah 3 hard swats and could see the piss gushing out of her pussy. I watched as it splashed onto Vanessa’s body underneath. Vanessa and Sarah were kissing passionately as put my hand between Sarah’s legs to feel the warm liquid pouring from within her.

“Ask him now!” Vanessa ordered Sarah.

“Please fuck me in the ass!” Sarah pleaded. 

I could see a bottle of lube conveniently placed on the bed and moved quickly to meet Sarah’s Demand. As I applied the lube to my cock Vanessa and Sarah moved into a 69 position with Sarah still on top. I applied copious amounts of lube to Sarah perfect ass and moved into position. I could feel Vanessa leaning up and licking my balls. Sarah arched her back and pushed towards me as soon as my cock was at her puckered opening. I worked my cock slowly into Sarah’s ass relishing the wonderful tightness and warmth. I began working on a solid rhythm increasing the intensity of my thrusts. 

“Fuck Her Ass!” I could hear Vanessa scream

Sarah began pushing back in time with my thrusting and I could hear my balls slapping against her soaking pussy. Sarah began to tense up and moan as her orgasm began building up. I could hear the sounds of Vanessa lapping at Sarah’s clit. 

“Oh God!!! I’m cuming!!” Sarah blurted out

I watched the amazing sight of the muscles in Sarah’s back tighten and then relax as her orgasm shook through her. I was very close to coming and began fucking Sarah with hard animal like thrusts. She moaned and squealed loudly. I came hard and grunted like a beast. I felt my cum squirt deep into Sarah’s tight ass. 

“That was amazing.” Sarah said as I pulled my weary cock out of her ass.

“Vanessa hasn’t had her turn.’ I said

“I have something planned for her.” Sarah said.

Sarah walked towards a trunk that was in a back corner of the room and proceeded to open it. Vanessa looked prepared and moved onto the bed. Vanessa lay on the bed face down and began to arch her ass in the air. Sarah began strapping on a large black dildo attached to a leather harness. I watched as Sarah admired her new appendage. It was clear that Sarah was now in charge of the situation. I was just a walk on in a play of unfettered carnality. 

“Jason go to the bathroom and wash your dick Vanessa is going to need it in a minute.” Sarah said in a demanding tone.

I almost started laughing. I had never heard an order like that in all my life. I ran to the bathroom and proceeded to give my twig and berries a nice scrubbing. While in the bathroom I could hear the sounds of an ass being swatted and Vanessa’s moans echoing through the hall. I was witnessing the most amazing night of sex and depravity but in the back of my mind I wondered how a dork like me got so lucky. I walked back into the bedroom and could see that Sarah was pounding Vanessa from behind and had a nice handful of hair. 

“Get underneath her!” Sarah demanded.

I got on the bed and Sarah and Vanessa stopped momentarily to accommodate me. I noticed that the large black dildo was in Vanessa’s ass. Sarah grabbed my cock and easily placed it into Vanessa’s waiting pussy. I began ramming my cock into Vanessa and I could feel the odd sensation of the dildo rubbing on my penis through Vanessa’s ass. Unexpectedly during the deviance Vanessa kissed me tenderly. I could feel that she was about to cum so I wrapped my arms around her and held on tight. Her body shook violently and I felt the juices pouring from her pussy. The sensation of wetness and the dildos movement caused me to cum quickly and I shot into Vanessa. Vanessa continued to lie on top of me as a spent Sarah flopped on the bed with the black dildo gleaming in the half light. 

“I love you so much.” Vanessa whispered into my ear.

“I love you too. You mean the world to me.” I said

“That’s so sweet.” Sarah said feigning disgust.

“I hope for your sake, that you “Scotch Guarded” the carpet.” I said.

“Is he always such a geek?” Sarah asked with a chuckle

“Yes and that’s one of the many reasons I love him.” Vanessa said.

I woke up the next morning feeling extremely sore but with an odd feeling of contentment. I felt that I was now closer to Vanessa than ever. I didn’t feel the typical awkwardness that I heard came with threesomes. Vanessa had waked up earlier than I and had kissed my cheek before getting into the shower. She peeked her head into the bedroom and after noticing that I was awake she walked in with a tall glass of orange juice. 

“Here you go sleepyhead” She said handing me the glass.

“Where is Sarah?” I asked

“She left a few minutes ago for a jog.”

“She still has energy?” I said stifling a yawn.

“Yes, she is not a slug like you. You better get you ass in the shower we have to be at school orientation in an hour.”

“Oh shit, I better hurry up.” I said jumping out of bed.

I took a quick shower and got dressed. Vanessa was waiting for me and she looked very cute. She was dressed a little more preppy and conservative than normal. Her hair was down and slightly curled and she had her black rimmed glasses on. She was wearing a white button down shirt and a khaki skirt with brown sandals. I had my omnipresent polo shirt on, green this time, and loose khaki shorts. We looked like a cute couple as we loaded up in the car and made our way to the University. 

The drive seemed to take forever. I was afraid of being late so I tried my best to hurry without taking unnecessary risks. I kept heading westbound on one of the main roads as I saw the on coming light change from red to green. As we drove through the intersection I could see a brown truck headed southbound with no regard for the stoplight. I did my best to maneuver out of the way. I heard a loud crash and the sound of breaking glass. Vanessa’s side of the car took the brunt of the collision. I saw a flash of white light and felt the burning sensation of deploying air bags. Vanessa’s glasses flew across the interior of the car in what seemed like slow motion. Her body jerked violently in an unnatural manner but she was held in place by her seatbelt. I felt my head jerk and hit the side of the door. The car finally came to a stop and I could feel the slow hot trickle of blood coming from a cut on my forehead. My neck was burning from the chemicals in the airbags. I looked over and noticed that Vanessa was not moving. I unfastened my seatbelt and got out of the car and noticed that the driver of the other car was still trapped. I could see bystanders at the intersection frantically dialing mobile phones. I hoped that the ambulance would arrive as soon as possible.

I ran to the other side of the Escalade and tried my best to pull on the passenger door. I could see that Vanessa was not moving and I began to feel panic rising in my mind. Everything looked too bright as the morning sun cast a surreal light to the situation. I tugged on the door as hard as I could and managed to pull it open. Most of the damage was to the center back seat portion of the car, but the impact had taken its toll. I looked at Vanessa who had a laceration on her side. It wasn’t bleeding badly but my mind began to swim. I grabbed her hand and she began to stir. 

“Vanessa you have to stay with me.” I said choking back tears.

“Vanessa, it’s me Jason. Can you hear me?” I pleaded

I heard the sirens get closer and I began to feel extremely dizzy. Two fire engines and two ambulances arrived on scene and began to asses the situation. A paramedic sat me down on the ground and placed me on a backboard. They placed a collar on me to stabilize my neck and spine. I couldn’t see what they were doing to Vanessa and I began to feel panic over taking me. I was placed on a gurney and hauled into the back of the ambulance. 

Hours passed after I was cleared by the doctor. I pleaded for the doctors to tell me more about Vanessa. All that I knew was that she was in emergency surgery and that my mother and Bill were due to arrive at any moment. Sarah arrived at the hospital and did everything she could to contact relatives and make sure arrangements were made for the car and lodging for my Mother and Bill. I sat in the waiting room trying not to cry and tried to fight off the worst headache I had ever experienced. The waiting was unbearable and I tried my best to relax. I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I rose and turned around and saw my mother. 

“Are you okay?” She asked with tears in her eyes.

“I’m okay, I’m and so afraid for Vanessa.” I said. 

Bill looked at me and I could tell that he was fighting back tears. He gave me a quick hug and looked me in the eye as if he knew that I had something to say.

“I am in love with Vanessa.” I said.

To be continued????



Step Sister Seduction Ch. 03



“I’m in love with Vanessa.” 

I could not believe that I had just said those words. I looked at Bill and saw confusion and possibly anger in his eyes. I had just told my step-father that I was in love with his daughter. I heard my mother let out a gasp. I turned to face her as Bill walked away. 

“What did you say?” My mother said with a stutter.

“I’m in love with Vanessa. We wanted to tell you sooner, but we didn’t know how to go about it.” I said. 

“You wait until she is in the hospital, fighting for her life. Is that the perfect time? Jason?” She responded in tears.

“There is no perfect time. I’m scared to death about what might happen to her. I love her and I don’t know what I’ll do if she doesn’t make it.” I said fighting back sobs.

“I knew that there was something going on between you two. I guess I was in denial. I don’t know what to say right now. We need to make sure that Vanessa is alright first. Everything else can be dealt with later. I need to find Bill.” My mother said as she turned and walked away.

How much did she know? What was going to happen now? The unanswered questions and the fear of the unknown were pounding in my head. I watched as Bill talked to the doctor. It had been nearly 6 hours since the accident. All that I knew was that Vanessa was still alive and that she had been rushed into emergency surgery. I sat in the waiting room waiting for my head to explode. Vanessa’s cousin, Sarah, approached me and kissed me on the forehead.

“So you let the cat out of the bag?” Sarah Said.

“I couldn’t help it. I just wanted the secret to end. I didn’t want to hurt Bill or Lisa.” I said

“Vanessa is his only child. He is very protective and I can’t imagine what is going through his head. I only hope that Vanessa will be able to explain it to him also. Your mother mentioned it to me and she didn’t seem to be too shocked” Sarah said.

“Really? You talked to her?” I said in disbelief.

“Just now. Lisa told me that she noticed the attraction between the both of you immediately, and had no idea that it had come this far.” Sarah said.

“I’m not ashamed. I love her and I will do everything that I can to make sure that things are smoothed over.” I said

Just as I finished talking, I glanced over at Bill and noticed a sense of relief come over his face. He walked over to my mother and gave her a powerful hug. My mother smiled in relief and she flashed me a reassuring glance. The weight and tension began to lift from my shoulders. Bill looked as if he was going to walk towards me, but turned and walked towards the elevator. I felt a tinge of hurt pass through my body. I knew that I was walking an emotional tightrope. My mother walked towards me and flashed me a weak smile.

“What is going on?” I said as my voice shook.

“Vanessa is going to make it, but there are still some concerns. They had to remove her spleen and her right kidney is bruised. She suffered a concussion but there doesn’t appear to be any permanent brain damage. Her right knee was severely sprained. She is still unconscious from the anesthesia and more than likely won’t wake up fully until tomorrow.” My mother said. 

“Thank you so much for all the information. They kept me in the dark the entire time.” I said.

“Bill is going up to see her. The visits have to be short. When he comes back, you and I can see her.” My mother said.

“I can’t wait to see her. Mom, I didn’t mean to hurt you and Bill. We were planning on telling you.” I said.

My mother looked at me as if to test my sincerity. As she turned around I could see a smile form on her face. A few minutes passed and Bill motioned us to the elevator. My mother was far ahead of me and I noticed Bill whispering something to her as she entered the elevator. Bill passed me but didn’t look at me. I could sense that he wanted to tell me something. I got into the elevator with my mother and she pushed the button to the 4th floor. 

“What did Bill tell you?” I asked 

“He said that Vanessa was whispering your name.” My mother responded with a smile.

I felt a flutter in my heart and in the pit of my stomach. The elevator seemed to be moving in slow motion. We finally reached the intensive care unit and walked into Vanessa’s room. I felt a lump in my throat as I saw my beautiful Vanessa lying in the hospital bed. I wanted to yell out her name and take her into my arms. I watched as the machines attached to her whizzed and beeped. Her raven black hair framed the oxygen mask on her petite and pale face. I desperately wanted to look into her blue eyes. My mother stood at the back of the room and let me move closer. I gently grabbed her hand and whispered into her ear.

“Vanessa. It’s me, Jason. I love you so much.” I said

I watched as a bump in her heart rate was registered on the screen. She stirred softly and I noticed that her mouth was moving slightly. I leaned closer to her and faintly heard the words that I longed for.

“I love you.” Vanessa managed to say audibly through her oxygen mask.

I felt the tears welling up in my eyes. I turned around to look at my mother. My mother smiled at me and I could see the tears sliding down her cheeks. I held Vanessa’s hand and savored the moment until a nurse walked in and dismissed us.

Sarah had arranged for my mother and Bill to stay at a hotel room close to the hospital. It was nearing midnight as Sarah helped me into her car and we headed to her apartment. I could feel the need for sleep pulling on my body like a magnet. I must have fallen asleep because the next thing that I remember was Sarah nudging me and the chilly night air passing through the open car door. I stumbled into the apartment and collapsed on the nearest bed that I could find. 

I woke up the next morning to an annoying buzzing sound. I turned over and slowly opened my eyes. I was slightly startled as I noticed that I was in Sarah’s bed. The buzzing noise became more familiar. It was the buzzing of a vibrator. I could feel the warmth of Sarah’s naked body next to me. I was still wearing clothes from yesterday. I watched as Sarah was laying naked face down on the bed. Her tan athletic ass was moving up and down slightly. She let out a high pitched moan as her orgasm shook through her body. 

“What are you doing?” I asked

“Starting the afternoon out right.” Sara said with a giggle.

“Afternoon? What time is it?” I asked 

“It is nearly 12:30. I didn’t have the heart to wake you earlier because you were resting so peacefully, but I figured that you might enjoy a nice wake up buzz.” Sara said with a devious smile.

“It was quite a sight, but I need to get to the hospital so see Vanessa.” I said.

“Are you sure that you don’t want a quickie? Vanessa didn’t mind you fucking me the other night.” Sarah said.

“I had a great time with you the other night, but I was sure that Vanessa wanted me to participate. We might have a good time again someday, but Vanessa needs to be present for it to happen.” I replied.

“I knew that you would say that. Vanessa deserves a nice guy like you. I always wake up horny as hell, too bad you can’t help me out today.” Sarah replied and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

“One more thing, I am sore as hell from the accident anyway. I wouldn’t be much help.” I said while struggling out of bed.

I got ready as quickly as I could and Sarah drove me to the Hospital. I walked to the front desk to confirm Vanessa’s room number. She had been upgraded from intensive care to skilled nursing. I was happy in the thought that she was steadily improving. Sarah and I took the elevator and hurried to Vanessa’s room. Bill and my mother were already in her room and I could hear Vanessa’s voice sounding softly. 

“I’m sorry that we hid it from you dad, but it is an awkward situation to be in.” Vanessa said.

“Just as long as you are sure that you love him, I can tolerate it. It doesn’t mean that I’m happy with it. It just means that I’ll tolerate it. We aren’t from Kentucky you know.” I heard Bill reply.

“Dad, don’t be a jackass.” Vanessa said with a giggle and a cough.

“Speak of the devil.” Bill said as he turned around to face me.

I felt my face turn red and sweat start to run down my neck. Bill gave me an odd smile turned around and walked out of the room. My mother gave me a more satisfying smile and walked out also. 

“We knew that you would have a tough time getting up this morning. Vanessa has only been up and talking for a little while, so don’t feel bad.” My mother said

Sarah and I walked into the hospital room. I saw Vanessa sitting up in her bed propped up by several pillows. Her black hair was pulled back in a pony tail and her blue hospital gown hung loosely near her shoulders. Vanessa smiled at me and I could see the tears welling up in her eyes. I rushed to the side of the bed and took her hand. 

“I love you so much. I was so scared.” I told Vanessa

“I am so happy to see you. I love you” Vanessa said as she tried to lean towards me.

I wanted to badly to hold her tight, but I hugged her gently and kissed her lightly on the lips. I turned around and saw that Bill and my mother were still partially in the room. Bill was smiling at my mother approvingly. I knew that he had to have heard the words that Vanessa and I exchanged. Sarah was standing near the foot of the bed with a wide smile on her face.

“How do you feel?” Sarah asked

“Like I have been in a car accident.” Vanessa said and stuck out her tongue.

“Be serious with me for once.” Sarah retorted.

“I’ll be in the hospital for possibly 4 more days. If my stitches start to heal quickly they may knock it down to 3.” Vanessa said

“See that was nice and serious for once. How are you and Jason going to get back home?” Sarah asked.

“My dad and Lisa are staying for 2 more days but they are flying Jason and I back together when I get out. If it is okay for him to keep staying with you?” Vanessa Said.

“Of course it is. I tried to come on to him this morning but he wouldn’t have any of it.” Sarah whispered to Vanessa 

“That’s good. I’m impressed by his willpower.” Vanessa whispered back and winked at me.

Sarah walked out of the hospital room and I was finally alone with Vanessa. There were no words that I could find to express the happiness of seeing Vanessa’s smile. I knew that no words were needed. We looked into each others eyes and that was enough to know that things were going to get better. Our secret was out and ability for me to show my love openly was an astounding feeling. 

The next 2 days passed without much fanfare. Vanessa was healing at a rapid rate. Bill and my mother left early that morning and Bill shook my hand but was still rather silent. Sarah let me use her car and I drove to the university to get to know the campus and drop off all of the necessary paper work for Vanessa and me. The day passed quickly and dusk began creeping over the wide sky. At this point I was very familiar with the layout of the hospital and took several short cuts to Vanessa’s room. 

I walked into Vanessa’s room and noticed that an elderly lady was in the hospital bed closest to the door. I walked over to Vanessa’s side of the room and noticed that she was intently working on a cross word puzzle. I pulled her privacy curtain closed so that we would not disturb the passed out granny next to us.

“I didn’t know that you liked cross word puzzles.” I said

“I don’t, but what else is there to do in a hospital?” Vanessa whispered to me. 

“I’ll try to keep it down.” I whispered back. 

“You just missed the nurse giving me a sponge bath.” Vanessa whispered

“Man that would have been pretty cool. Was the nurse hot?” I asked

“Not really.” Vanessa giggled 

“That’s too bad.” I said. 

“You wouldn’t want to see me naked right now anyway. The scar from where they removed my spleen is pretty gross.” Vanessa said.

“I don’t care. I still want to see you naked.” I said.

I heard the lady in the next bed begin to moan and move around in her bed. Vanessa tapped her index finger on her lips in an effort for me to shut up. She grabbed a yellow note legal and began to scribble. She passed the pad to me.

“I want to see you naked too.” Vanessa wrote

“Show me your scar.” I scribbled back

“Not now pervert.” Vanessa scribbled back.

“When can you begin “physical activity”” I wrote back.

“Not for a few weeks.” Vanessa wrote.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard, when you are ready.” I scribbled

Vanessa read my note and a devilish grin spread across her face. She began writing back.

“You’ll have to lick my pussy first.” Vanessa wrote.

I felt my cock begin to stir after reading Vanessa’s words.

“I want you to wear my favorite dress and a flimsy pair of panties, so I can rip them off of you.” I wrote back.

Vanessa began rubbing her legs together after she read my last note. She scribbled a quick note and handed it to me. 

“I want to taste your come so bad.” Vanessa wrote

“I want to lick your butt hole.” I wrote.

Vanessa read my last note and looked at me lustfully. She motioned for me to come near her. I leaned over her and kissed her on the lips. She pulled me closer and whispered in my ear.

“Show me your cock.” Vanessa whispered. 

I looked around nervously. I was extremely turned on at this point and willing to risk it. I unzipped my denim shorts and my erection sprang out from the hole in my boxers. Vanessa’s hand grabbed my hard cock and her hand started to jerk me off. I heard footsteps in the hallway and I quickly zipped up my pants. I sat down just in time as the nurse walked in. 

“You look kind of flushed sweetie.” The nurse said.

“It’s a little hot in here.” Vanessa responded back. 

I saw the nurse glance down at the legal pad on Vanessa’s bed. I could tell that she saw some choice words as she shot me an unusual look. The nurse managed a fake smile at Vanessa and started to check on her chart. 

“Visiting hours are about to be over young man. You better say your goodbyes.’ The nurse said.

I stood up and walked towards Vanessa. I leaned over to give her a kiss and was surprised as Vanessa grabbed me by the collar and gave me a passionate kiss. The nurse gave out a disgusted grunt and walked out of the room. Vanessa smiled at me and brushed her hands across my crotch.

“You just wait” Vanessa said as I exited the room.

I went back to Sarah’s apartment and told her how horny I was. She laughed and told me that I should take a hot shower and jack off. I contemplated that for a few minutes but decided I should go to bed instead. 

I woke up the next morning eager to spring Vanessa from the hospital. She wouldn’t be discharged until after lunch, so Sarah and I hit the mall looking for something comfortable for Vanessa to wear. Sarah found a cute pair of black jogging pants with a white stripe down the side and a matching shirt. We rushed back apartment to wash them and grab a pair of panties for Vanessa. We made it back to the hospital just in time for Vanessa to be discharged.

I lingered in the hallway while Sarah helped Vanessa get dressed. Vanessa’s leg was in a brace so Sarah pushed Vanessa in a wheel chair while I ran and fetched the car. As pulled up I saw Vanessa moving about on a pair of crutches, it was obvious that she was still very sore by look on her face. I rushed out of the car to open her door. Vanessa winced a few times but managed to get in the car on her own. I felt a bit nervous driving back the apartment knowing that we would have to pass through the intersection where the accident occurred. 

“So what do you want to do when we get Sarah’s?” I asked 

“First I want to take a nap, and then I really want to take a bath.” Vanessa responded.

“I’m sure that we can make that happen.” Sarah said.

“I am also starving for some real food.” Vanessa Said.

“What are you hungry for?” Sarah asked.

“A nice greasy pizza sounds good.” Vanessa answered.

“I hope that your stomach will tolerate it.” Sarah said.

“Ok mom! When did you become so protective?” Vanessa Said with a giggle.

“I’m not your mom, but I can still give you a spanking.” Sarah Said 

“You promise?” Vanessa said 

We pulled into the parking lot of the apartment. I tried to get a space as close to the door as possible. I got out of the drivers seat and quickly opened Vanessa’s door. I scooped her up out of the seat and carried her to Sarah’s door. 

“Great! Make me carry all of Vanessa’s crap, thanks a lot.” I heard Sarah whine as I walked closer to the door.

As soon as the door was open I carried Vanessa to the guest room and gently dropped her on the bed. I leaned over and gave her a deep kiss. I was a great feeling to see her out of that sterile depressing environment. I pulled down the covers and Vanessa squirmed her way under them. Vanessa pulled off her jogging pants and threw them across the room. She looked so cute in her white t-shirt and surprisingly sensible white cotton panties with little blue stars on them. I could see the gauze and tape on her stomach covering her incision. 

“I told you that it was gross.” Vanessa said.

“It’s not gross. It was necessary, and remember that scars signify character.” I replied 

I took off my jeans and shirt and cuddled up next to Vanessa. It was wonderful to feel her next to me. I could hear the beating of her heart and the rhythm of her breathing. Vanessa must have been exhausted as she fell asleep almost immediately.

I woke up about 2 hours later and Vanessa was still asleep. I kissed her on the forehead and staggered into the kitchen. I saw Sarah sitting on mat in the middle of the living room floor. She was wearing a very small and tight white sports bra and a pair of black boy cut panties. Her blond hair was pulled back in a pony tail. She looked up at me and smiled. I couldn’t help watching Sarah contort herself in some very sexy positions. Sarah finished her Pilates stood up and turned off the exercise tape and walked towards me. I could see the beads of sweat on her neck and the sweaty smell was arousing. I was standing in the kitchen in nothing but my black boxer-briefs and they didn’t do a good job of hiding my semi-erect state. 

“Look at you.” Sarah said. 

“I’m sorry, I can’t help myself sometimes.” I replied.

“I’m going to get the tub ready for Vanessa. I figured that she might need a hand getting washed up.” Sarah said with a smile.

I walked into the bedroom and noticed that Vanessa was sitting up and rubbing her eyes. 

“Are you ready for a bath?” I said.

“Totally, the doctor said that the stitches should be too much of a problem as long as I don’t move around a lot.” Vanessa said.

I picked Vanessa up and carried her into the bathroom. Sarah was standing there totally naked. Vanessa giggled as I sat her down on the edge of the tub while she undressed. I gently unfastened he knee brace and she turned around and eased her self into the tub. The tub was large enough to accommodate two people and Vanessa stretched out and enjoyed the room. Sarah walked over with what looked like a shaving kit and set it on the side of the tub. I watched as Sarah stepped into the tub and cuddled up next to Vanessa. Sarah turned on the shower attachment and began washing Vanessa’s hair. Vanessa looked like she was in total bliss as Sarah washed her thoroughly. Sarah began kissing Vanessa gently and I felt my self becoming extremely aroused. 

“I really need to shave my pussy. I’m starting to get pretty stubbly and itchy down there.” Vanessa said.

“I noticed that when you first got in the tub. I can help you with that.” Sarah said. 

Vanessa propped herself up and sat on the side of the tub with her feet in the water. Sarah grabbed a can of shaving cream and shot a dab into her hands and started working up some foam. The heart tattoo above Vanessa’s pussy was starting to become less visible when surrounded by dark stubble.  I watched as Sarah began applying generous dollops of shaving cream on Vanessa’s pussy and legs. I watched intently as Sarah started at Vanessa’s feet and worked her way up. I saw as patches of smooth skin were left in the razors path. Vanessa gingerly lifted up each leg so that Sarah wouldn’t miss a spot. As Sarah shaved closer and closer to Vanessa’s pussy I felt my cock straining against my underwear. Sarah was careful and precise as she shaved Vanessa’s pussy clean. Vanessa moaned slightly as Sarah placed a hot wash cloth on her newly smooth pussy. Sarah removed the wash cloth and I watched as she flicked her tongue on Vanessa’s clit. 




Step Sister Seduction Ch. 03



“God that feels good, but I can feel my stitches straining.” Vanessa Said.

“I’m sorry sweetie. Let me rinse you off and you can get comfortable again.” Sarah said. 

“Jason can you get the chair out of my bedroom?” Sarah asked me.

“Yeah, what for?” I asked

“You’ll see, now do as your told.” Sarah said. 

I picked up Sarah’s comfy bedroom chair and sat it in the middle of the bathroom floor facing the tub. Vanessa was standing on one leg while Sarah propped her up. I wrapped a short bathrobe around Vanessa and sat her on the chair. Vanessa had a devious smile on her face. 

“Some one is pitching a tent.” Vanessa giggled while staring at my crotch.

“Maybe I can help him out.” Sarah said

“I would love to watch you help him.” Vanessa said.

“Come over here.” Sarah said.

I walked over to the edge of the bathtub as Sarah began rummaging through her shaving kit. Sarah pulled out a small pair of bathroom scissors. She looked at me with a smile and pulled at the waistband of my Boxer-briefs. She began snipping down the side of the fabric until my entire left leg was revealed. 

“Do the other side.” Vanessa said 

I turned around and Sarah quickly snipped the rest of my underwear off. 

“I think that he needs a shave too.” Sarah said. 

“That would look nice.” Vanessa said. 

Sarah pulled the small wastebasket next to the tub. She began trimming my pubic hair as short as she could. I was breathing heavily, surprised at my trust in Sarah with a pair of scissors. I stepped into the tub as Sarah started the shower again. The hot water felt soothing against my skin. Sarah pushed me to the end where no water was landing and began applying the shaving cream to my groin. Sarah worked with expert precision as she shaved me smooth. 

“Look at the nice big cock.” Sarah said. 

“It looks great. I can’t wait until he can fuck me.” Vanessa said.

“Piss on my tits.” Sarah said. 

“Yeah, wash her down.” Vanessa said. 

I stood in front of Sarah and waited a few moments. I felt the rush of hot piss pouring out of me and onto Sarah’s waiting body. I heard Vanessa squeal with delight as I hosed Sarah down. Just as my stream tapered off I could feel Sarah’s mouth swallowing my cock. The steam from the shower was rising as I looked over at Vanessa. Vanessa looked as if she was in a sexual trance. As Sarah took me in her mouth her hands were spreading my cheeks. I felt her index finger massaging my asshole. She pulled back and freed my cock from her mouth and turned me around. I felt her tongue licking my ass and it was a strange and yet pleasurable feeling.

“Oh god! Fuck her!!” I heard Vanessa cry out.

I picked up Sarah off of her knees and she wrapped her legs around me. I felt my cock enter her pussy with ease. Sarah bounced on my cock as I wantonly thrust into her. I felt her orgasm building up as became very tense. I pounded my cock into her and she squealed as her orgasm shot through her. I let Sarah down and she slumped to the ground. The water was becoming lukewarm, so I turned it off. I stepped out of the shower and walked towards Vanessa. Her hands grabbed my cock and she leaned over and took me in her mouth. Sarah crawled over and began licking my smooth balls. I felt that I was about to come. I squirted all over Sarah and Vanessa’s faces. Vanessa licked the rest of my seed off or Sarah’s face.

Vanessa hugged and kissed me as I picked her up and took her to the bedroom. She picked up her crutches and made her way into the living room while I got dressed. Sarah ordered Vanessa’s requested “Greasy Pizza” and we all sat on the couch together. 

“We should all get a house together when you move up here to go to school.” Sarah said.

“That’s sounds great, but do you think that we would actually get any studying done?” Vanessa said. 

“Of course you would. It can’t always be a 24 hour fuck fest.” Sarah replied.

“It can’t?” I said sarcastically.

“Maybe just 12 hours a day.” Vanessa said. 

“That sounds good. I would like to do that. I just hope that my dad would be okay with it.” Vanessa said. 

“You’re eighteen now, you can do whatever you want.” Sarah said.

“That’s true, but I want to have a stable family relationship and not be Jerry Springer episode.” Vanessa said with a giggle. 

“Let’s get home and I’m sure that we can work out an agreement that makes us all happy.” I said. 

The next day Sarah took us to the airport and we boarded a small plane back to our home.

Bill and my mother were waiting for us when we arrived and they were all hugs and smiles. Bill had already picked up a brand new Escalade as a replacement. We arrived home with little fanfare and sense of comfort, not deception, was present. It wasn’t until 4 days later that my mother approached me. 

“How are you and Vanessa doing?” She asked.

“We are doing well. She is still healing, but she is getting better every day.” I said.

“I know that. I was asking about your relationship and your plans.” She Said.

“I know that we love each other and want to live together. We had discussed possibly moving into a place with Sarah close to the university.” I said

“I’m not against it. I just want to make sure that you are both ready to make a long term commitment as such a young age.” My mother said.

“I have never been so sure about anything in my life. We both want to move out east and go to a good art school eventually. We won’t be stupid and ruin our lives.” I said.

“I know that you love her. I just want to make sure that you are planning ahead. If you both want to live with Sarah, Bill and I won’t stand in the way. We will help you out as much as possible.” She said.

“Thank you so much. We won’t let you down.” I said.

That night at dinner, Bill and I came to an understanding. No words were exchanged, it was just a look. I saw in his eyes that he trusted me and that he knew that I wouldn’t do anything to harm to Vanessa. After dinner Vanessa and I watched a movie and played a board game. It was ironic; her inability to have sex brought us closer. We spent more time learning about our ideas and emotions. We were as compatible emotionally and intellectually as we were physically. 

The day to leave was coming up soon. Vanessa and I had worked on packing as fast as we could. Sarah found a nice 3 bedroom house that we could rent together. It was reasonably close to the University but far from the “Student Ghetto”. The anticipation of leaving and being on our own was exciting and slightly scary. 

The night before out departure I sat on my bed thinking good thoughts about the future. The room was dark, lit only by a small lamp I was leaving behind. I hear the door creek open and saw Vanessa standing there. She was wearing my white t-shirt, the one that she took from me the first week we met. Her hair was in a pony tail and her skin glowed in the light. She walked over to me and pushed me down on the bed. I looked into her eyes and knew that she was ready. I felt her tongue in my mouth as she kissed me. I ran my hands down her back and pulled up her shirt. I felt her naked ass in my hands. I reached under and felt her sopping wet pussy. She reached down and pulled off my shirt. Her lips moved down to my chest as I felt her tongue sliding across my nipples. She moved down to the edge of the bed and pulled my sweats and boxers off. I looked down and saw her staring at my cock. Her mouth opened I could feel her lips kissing every inch of my cock. 

The friction of her lips was intense. I could feel that I wanted to cum. I pulled her up and on to the bed. She kissed my lips and moved up to straddle my face. I looked up and saw the tiny black heart tattooed on her pussy. I began licking her clit with a steady rhythm. Her legs were beginning to tense up. She moaned as she came. She looked down and smiled. She moved her hips down and my cock slid into her. Her pussy felt extremely hot as I slid in deeper. She leaned over me and began to bounce her ass up and down. I reached over and felt the wetness on my cock. I used the wetness on my finger and massaged Vanessa’s asshole. The intensity of her movements began to increase. She reached back and guided my finger into her ready ass. I felt her bucking faster and faster. I shot my cum deep into her and she shook with her release. Vanessa looked down at me and I could see the emotion in her eyes. 

“I finally got to have you.” She said.

“The wait was worth it.” I said

“Are you ready for tomorrow?” She asked.

“I’m ready for my life with you.” I replied.



The End.



Step-Sister Slut



Author does not condone the use of mind-altering substances for the base pursuit of "getting high". 

Always use protection, even if virtually no one in virtual-Literotica-Land does. Seriously. It's important. 

For people who have read my other stories: This is the same Lauren from "A Bad Boy" and "Can I Get A Ride?" But I wouldn't call her an obsession. 

*

When Scott came home to Virginia from his sophomore year at college way out west in California, he met his father's fiancé. The wedding would be in August. Scott was friendly enough to the woman, Kimberly, even though she had redecorated his childhood home. At least she had left his upstairs room alone. He didn't have to deal with her too much, anyway. He worked in D.C. during the days, and usually came home late enough to avoid a family dinner or some other such nonsense. Kimberly never told him what to do. Scott was fiercely independent; it had been ten years since his mother left, and Kimberly seemed to understand that he would only resent her if she tried to be his mother. 

And so it wasn't until just a week before the wedding that Scott discovered that Kimberly had a daughter—and he would soon have a sister. He had come home, around 8:30 that evening, and found the house empty. Strange, he thought. Maybe they went out to dinner or something. He went up to his room, put on a Grateful Dead recording, went about rolling a joint. He decided against smoking it, until after his dad and Kimberly were home and fast asleep. He heard the car pull into the driveway on the other side of the house. He hid the weed in his desk drawer, sat back, turned on his computer. Waiting, waiting. The door opened, his father called upstairs: "Hey Scott, come on down here." 

Unusual, Scott thought. He got up, went down the stairs. "Scott," Kimberly said, "this is my daughter Lauren. She's just flown back from a summer in Italy." 

"Sounds a lot better than a summer in Washington D.C.," Scott joked, while looking Lauren up and down. She was a beauty. She must have been eighteen years old, fresh out of high school, a few inches shorter than Scott, long dirty blond hair, big brown eyes, tanned skin and a killer hourglass figure. Scott mentally slapped himself. She was going to be his sister! "How was Italy?" he asked her. 

"Wonderful," she replied. 

"She'll tell you all about it later. Why don't you help take her bags up to her room?" Scott's dad suggested. 

"The guest room?" 

"It's Lauren's room now," he said. Scott smiled. That was right next to his room. He grabbed the heaviest looking suitcase and led her upstairs. "It's just right over here," he said. He set her suitcase down at the foot of the queen size bed. The room had a desk, a dresser, and the bed, a couple of bland paintings on the walls. 

"It'll do for a couple of weeks, I guess," she said. She set her bags down, collapsed on the bed. "Thanks." 

"No problem. Long flight?" 

"Yeah. So... have you lived here your whole life?" 

"Well, I've been in college for a couple of years now, in California." 

"And how is California? I've never been there." 

"Let's just say that I miss it, and that I never want to leave. You probably feel the same way about Italy." 

"Yeah," she sighed. 

"Well, my room is just on the other side of that wall. Knock if you need anything," Scott said. 

"On the wall?" 

Scott stopped, smiled. "Yeah." 

*****

The wedding was in an Arlington church on a Saturday afternoon. The reception that night was at some big hotel in D.C. Scott and Lauren hid in the back for most of the reception, trying desperately to avoid all their parents' strange middle-aged yuppy friends, all of whom were getting drunk. Figuring they wouldn't be noticed, they stole a bottle of red wine and drank it down. 

"Yuppies are so funny," Lauren commented. They were sitting at a big round table, watching all the people dancing to the 80's music a DJ was spinning. 

"I know. They freak me out," Scott said. 

"Are there a lot of yuppies in California?" 

"There are a lot of yuppies everywhere there is suburbia," Scott postulated, poured another glass. They snuck another bottle, drank it down, soon found themselves to be just as trashed as all the yuppies. 

"So, we're like brother and sister now, huh," Lauren slurred. Scott nodded. 

"I've always been an only child. Until today." 

"Me too," she said. They looked at their now-married parents. "So they leave for their honeymoon in the morning, right?" 

"Yeah, we better say good-bye before they stumble up to their newlywed suite," Scott said. They stumbled over to the wedding party table, said their good-byes and good-nights, said they were off to bed. "I'll walk you to your room, since mine is right next door," Scott said. He grabbed another bottle of the red wine on the way out. Lauren had to lean against him to keep from falling down. She was wearing a red summer halter-top minidress, low cut in the front. Scott could hardly keep from peering down at his step-sister's ample cleavage. He had been fighting that urge all night, and failing more often as he got more drunk. He had to admit: his new sister was hot. 

They rode the elevator up to their floor. He kept taking peaks down the top of her mini-dress, hoping she didn't notice. Her arm was around him, her hand on his hip. Once, it slid down to his butt, and she quickly moved it back up to his hip. 

They came to their rooms. "You want another drink?" he offered. 

She looked at him for a moment, shook her head. "I'm already plenty drunk," she said. 

"Okay. Just thought I'd offer. Good night," he said. 

"Good night," she said, and closed the door; Scott walked over to his, opened it, went inside. He tossed his jacket on the chair, took off his tie, unbuttoned his nice white shirt. He grabbed a corkscrew, sat down on the bed, opened the bottle of red wine. He took a swig, straight from the bottle, and turned on the TV. He flipped through the channels for a few minutes, stopped when he found the soft-core porn on Cinemax. He reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out the joint he'd been saving. He was about to spark it when there was a knocking on the wall. It was coming from Lauren's room. He realized then that there was a door connecting the two rooms. He wondered if Kimberly knew, shrugged, got up, walked over to it, opened the door. Lauren was leaning against the door frame, trying to steady herself. 

"I think I would like another drink," she said, smiling. He handed her the bottle and she took a short drink from it, right from the bottle. She handed it back to him, swallowed. "You gonna smoke that?" she asked, looking at the joint in his hand. 

"You wanna toke this with me?" 

"Yeah," she said. "That's weed, right?" 

"Yeah," he said, laughing. 

"Good." She walked into the room, sat down on the bed, looked at the TV. "Anything good on the TV?" 

"Just the skin-flick on Cinemax." 

"Oh boy," she said. Scott climbed onto the bed, sat down leaning against the headboard. He looked at her. She sat back against the headboard next to him. She was still wearing that red minidress, Scott still had great difficulty tearing his eyes from her cleavage. She handed him a lighter. He took it, happy to be distracted for a bit, and lit the end of the joint. He puffed on it a few times, and the end lit. The smoke curled toward the ceiling. He took a big hit and then handed it to her. He hopped out of the bed, grabbed a towel from the bathroom, threw it on the floor in front of the door. He walked over to the window on the other side of the room, opened it, let the warm summer breeze in. He got back on the bed, took the joint from Lauren, puffed on it, handed it back. She took another hit. "So what do you think of that weed?" he asked her. 

She coughed. He laughed. She laughed. They took a few more swigs of wine, kept puffing on the joint until it was finished. They watched the overly buff guy and the girl with huge tits on Cinemax. "Those are so fake," Lauren said. 

"Her tits?" 

"Yes, her tits. Totally fake." 

"How do you know?" 

"I just know," she declared. 

"You've got better tits, anyway," Scott said. His eyes grew wide when he realized just what he said, and he took a quick, long swig of red wine. 

"You think so?" she asked. She sat up, straightening her back. She turned to face him, sticking her chest out. Scott took another swig of the wine, and then reached out and felt her up, over her dress. 

"Much better," Scott said. 

"Big brother, you shouldn't be doing that," she said. She took the bottle away from him and took a long drink. Her eyes were glassy. They were both very drunk, made more so by the weed they'd smoked. She edged nearer to him, pressed against him. She shivered when a cold breeze blew through the window. Goosebumps ran up and down her legs. Scott ran his hand up and down her leg to warm her. 

"Maybe you should get under the blankets, you're cold," he said. They struggled with the bed for a minute before they got the sheet and blanket back, and she slid under the blankets. 

"I can't stay here," she mumbled. "I have a boyfriend..."

"Who would know?" he asked her. "We have to take ourselves home tomorrow. My dad and your mom are flying off to the Cayman Islands in the morning. And why didn't you bring your boyfriend to the wedding?" 

"He's in Florida with his family," she said. She looked up at him. He was sliding under the sheets, suddenly was next to her, she could feel the heat from his body, he could feel her. 

"Are you still cold?" he asked. He was lying on his side, facing her, one arm under her head, the other hand running up and down her arm and down to her hip, her thigh. You shouldn't be doing this, he told himself, she's your sister, this is SO wrong. He wondered if she was saying the same thing. 

"I'm warming up," she said. She nestled against him. She turned her back to him and pressed against him. He held her close, she relished his warmth. His hand traveled up her body to gently squeeze her breasts again. This time, he worked his way inside, cupping the one he could reach, toying with the nipple in his fingers. She was pressing her butt into his crotch; he had an erection, and they both knew it. 

His hands wandered, frantically, drunkenly, over her body, squeezing where they pleased. Her skirt was hiked up; his pants were down around his ankles. "No, Scott, we shouldn't be doing this," she said. He had a firm grip on her. 

"What, you just wanted to use me for my body heat, use me to get a little drunk and stoned, and then leave?" 

He started grinding his erection between her ass-cheeks. It was sticking out through his boxers. She tried to push away from him, but he had a grip on her hips and he would not let go. He reached up her skirt, found the thong she was wearing, ripped it off her, breaking it in the process. He brought it to his face, pressed it against his nose. "You're awfully wet, sis," he said. "I don't care what your boyfriend says." 

"No, Scott," she mumbled. "Stop, please, stop." 

He was pressing his cock against her wet pussy lips. The head found the opening, slid in just a bit. She tried harder to push away, but his grip was too strong. He slowly pushed himself into her, filling her. She groaned. He slid his cock into her, slowly. She stopped struggling. "See," he said, "it's not so bad, we're not really related, it's okay if we do this." 

"My boyfriend won't think so," she said. "That feels good though..."

"Yeah it does... and who cares what he thinks? Fuck him he's not here for you now is he?" He started driving it into her harder. He reached up her skirt and squeezed her ass. He wasn't holding her so tight anymore. She was bucking against him, trying to get more of him deeper into her with his every thrust. 

"Oh God Scott, fuck me fuck me fuck me," she said. The TV was still on. The two beautiful people were outside somewhere, on a sunny day, she was sucking him off while she knelt on a picnic blanket, they were both naked. "Let me do that, Scott," she said. He saw what she meant and quickly pulled it out of her. The guy on the TV was holding onto the girl by her hair. Scott stood up on the bed and Lauren knelt in front of him, and took his big cock into her mouth, sucking on the head first, and then licking it up and down. 

"Do you like the way your cunt tastes?" he asked her. He grabbed her hair when she started sucking on the head of his cock again, and forced her head close to him. He was pushing his cock into her mouth and down her throat. They were standing and kneeling so that they could both see the TV. The guy was driving his cock down her throat, holding her head. Scott did the same, ramming it down her throat, holding her by the hair, bobbing her head back and forth, up and down, fucking her face. As they were watching, the guy pulled his cock out of her mouth, grabbed it in his hand, and jacked it a couple of times; his semen squirted out, onto her face and tits. Scott pulled out of her mouth and held her head back with one hand. With the other he jacked himself hard for just a second, until he started to come. He sprayed it all over her face and her tits. 

*****

"You know," Kitty said, "sometimes when I'm getting bored, you know, with the sex with my boyfriend, it helps a lot to get something new to wear to bed. Some boys like that, you know?" Kitty was Lauren's new roommate at college. They were the same age, just turned eighteen. As soon as they met they liked each other, and were soon very good friends. 

"Well, Brian sometimes talks about how he likes my lacy little thongs," Lauren said. "I just wish he had a bigger cock."

"Honey, if you want to change that, you have to find a new man. But if you want to get him really excited, we need to go to Victoria's Secret. I've been feeling the same way about my boyfriend, you know? His cock isn't nearly big enough, but I have a toy to fix that," she said, and winked at Lauren. "Let's go to the mall, huh?" 

"All right," Lauren said. The girls left the dorm and took Kitty's car to the mall, and went straight to the Victoria's Secret. They looked through the thongs and bras, but neither really saw what they were looking for. After wandering around the store for another fifteen minutes, Kitty picked out a tight little baby-blue teddy and a black leather bustier to try on, and Lauren had found a tight red nighty with a plunging neckline that she wanted to try on. The girls went back to the dressing rooms. Kitty went into one and Lauren opened the door to the one next to her. Lauren had gotten her shirt and pants off when Kitty asked her if she would tell her what she thought. "Come over here. There's no one else in any of the changing rooms," Kitty said. 

"Let me get mine on first," Lauren said. She quickly took off her thong and bra and slid the nighty over her head. It fit her tight. She looked in the mirror and she liked what she saw. She quickly opened the door and jumped into Kitty's stall, bringing all her clothes with her. She dumped the clothes on the floor and the girls looked at each other. Kitty had put on the baby-blue teddy. The girls looked each other up and down. Lauren thought she saw Kitty licking her lips—she couldn't be sure, it was out of the corner of her eye, the slightest movement. Lauren suddenly realized she was staring at Kitty's tits, round and perky and big and soft looking... 

Lauren shook her head. What was she thinking? She had no idea. "You look great, Kitty." 

"Thanks," Kitty replied. "You look amazing!" 

Lauren blushed and said: "thank you." They gazed at each other a moment longer. Kitty suddenly turned her back to Lauren and pulled off the baby-blue teddy. Lauren took a quick peak at her round, tight ass, before reaching down to grab her thong. Kitty watched in the mirror as Lauren bent over, licked her lips again. They decided to each buy the one they had tried on. Kitty decided the bustier was a bit too complicated for now. They went home, and each went to their boyfriends, sexy lingerie in their purses. Kitty came back to their dorm room afterward, and found herself alone. She masturbated under the blankets with her eight-inch realistic dildo, until she came, and then fell fast asleep. Lauren came home a bit later and did the same. 

*****

Kitty and Lauren were growing increasingly unhappy with the crappy sex they were having. They decided that the only way to have better sex was to talk about it with their respective boyfriend. 

"What did he say, what did he say?" Kitty asked as soon as Lauren walked in the door. "What happened?" 

"He suggested we have a threesome." 

"Huh. That's what my boy said, too. What did you tell him?" 

"I told him I'd think about it," Lauren said. "What did you tell your boyfriend?" 

"I said maybe. I wanted to talk to you first." 

"Talk to me? Why?" 

"Well... I'd do just about anything to make the sex better, you know? But the only person I could think of that I would want in that bed with me and him was... you." 

Lauren blushed. "You know Kitty, I was thinking the same thing." 

So the girls sat their boyfriends down together and laid it out for them. Kitty and Lauren were each excited about having a threesome. So were the boys. Until they each realized they were sharing their girlfriends with each other. After a bit of grumbling and vague threats to each other, each of the boys agreed. Kitty and Lauren had a threesome with Kitty's boyfriend that night. The next night, they did it with Lauren's boyfriend. The next day, each of the boys was demanding to know who was better in the bed. Lauren said that Kitty was better than both of them. Kitty said that Lauren was better than both of them. The boys found themselves dumped within a couple minutes. 

*****

"Here, here," Kitty said to Lauren, "have another Jell-O shot." 

"Kitty, are you trying to get me drunk?" Lauren asked, slurring just a little. They were sitting on the carpeted floor of their dorm room. Kitty was waving the ice-cube tray around in front of Lauren. It was full of little red Jell-O shots, each full of alcohol. 

"Yes I am," Kitty said. 

"Okay, well you have to take a shot with me," Lauren said. 

"Deal," Kitty said. They each pulled out a little red Jell-O shot, and swallowed it down. Lauren tried to stand up then. "What are you doing?" Kitty demanded. 

"It's hot as hell, I need to change into something cooler," Lauren said. Then she stumbled and fell onto her bed and started laughing. 

"You look like you need a little help," Kitty said, and stood up. She wobbled a little bit but didn't fall. She sat down on the bed next to Lauren. "You're already really drunk, Lauren." 

"I'm a lightweight," Lauren said. "Kitty are you gonna help me change into something cooler and more comfortable?" 

"I sure am," Kitty said. She grabbed the bottom of Kitty's long-sleeved tee-shirt and pulled it off her, over her head. 

"Thank you," Lauren said. 

"You're welcome," Kitty replied as she pushed Lauren down on her back. She unfastened the button of Lauren's blue jeans with her fingers, and then leaned in closer. She started kissing around Lauren's bare belly and then down to her crotch. She took the fly of her jeans in her mouth, between her teeth, and then moved her head down, pulling down the fly. She grabbed the jeans at the belt loops and pulled them down to Lauren's ankles. Kitty stopped a moment to admire Lauren's sexy body. She was wearing a red thong and a red bra. "Do you always match like that?" 

"I try," Lauren said, giggling again. "Is this what you want me to wear?" Kitty nodded. "Okay, but you have to, too," Lauren demanded. Kitty grinned wickedly, and peeled off her tank top and slid out of her shorts, leaving only a black bra and thong. "You match, too!" Lauren said, and giggled. 




Step-Sister Slut



"Yeah, I guess so," Kitty said. She grabbed the tray of Jell-O shots and handed one to Lauren. Kitty ate one and then Lauren ate hers. 

"You are trying to get me drunk, aren't you?" 

"Aren't you drunk already?" Kitty asked. 

Lauren nodded. "You know, now that I think about it, the only time I ever had good sex with that jerk was when he got me really drunk." 

"Why was it so good?" Kitty asked. Kitty was lying next to her on the bed now, running her hands across Lauren's belly and hips and thighs. 

"Well, he would get me really really drunk, worse than I am now, even, and then he would try to get me in the mood, you know, but he wasn't very good at it, so I would always say no, don't, stop it, I don't want to do it, and then he would pin me down and make me open my legs and I would fight him the whole way, and then when he fucked me it was like he was really taking advantage of me being drunk, and that thought always got me so hot and wet and excited, it was the only times I ever came. Is that weird?" 

Kitty didn't say anything, but ran her hand over Lauren's tit, squeezed, hard. "Ouch, don't," Lauren said. Kitty squeezed again. "Kitty, stop," Lauren said. Kitty got off the bed suddenly, stumbled across the room to her own bed. She reached under her pillow, found instantly what she was looking for and pulled it out. 

Her dildo was eight inches long, thick, made like a real cock, with a head and veins and even balls at the bottom. Lauren tried to sit up but Kitty was suddenly standing next to her, pushing her down. Kitty was holding the tray of Jell-O shots in one hand and the big dildo in the other. She pulled out a Jell-O shot, and put it against Lauren's lips. Lauren tried to push away from her, but Kitty grabbed her at the shoulder and pushed her down onto the bed. "Open your mouth, Lauren," Kitty demanded. Lauren kept her mouth shut tightly. Kitty put down the tray and the dildo, and held the shot in one hand. She jumped on top of Lauren, straddling her suddenly, pinning her down. She tried to push the Jell-O shot into Lauren's mouth again. Lauren didn't open up. Kitty suddenly pinched Lauren's nose shut. Kitty kept the shot right against Lauren's mouth. Within a few moments, Lauren had to open her mouth to breathe, and when she did Kitty dropped the shot inside and Lauren had no choice but to swallow. "Is that about how drunk your boyfriend would get you?" Kitty asked. Lauren's eyes were glassy and bloodshot. 

"I don't think I've ever been this drunk," Lauren said. 

"Good," Kitty said. Kitty got off the top of her, sat next to her. She grabbed the red thong and started pulling it down Lauren's legs. 

"Kitty what are you doing?" 

"Getting your thong out of the way." 

"Out of the way of what?" 

"My tongue," Kitty said. Lauren tried to shut her legs tightly, but Kitty pried them open. "And this," Kitty said, holding up the dildo. 

"Oh my God, Kitty, that's huge don't use that on me it's gonna hurt, please don't, stop it Kitty!" 

Kitty pressed the head of the dildo up against Lauren's pussy lips. She grabbed it by the balls and pushed it into Lauren, just a bit, getting the head inside her wet pussy. Then she leaned down, her mouth coming dangerously close to Lauren's clit, and she opened her mouth, stretching out her tongue, and slid the tip of her tongue over and across Lauren's clit. Lauren shuddered, it felt too good, and Kitty pushed the cock into her a little more. Lauren moaned now, tried to tell Kitty to stop, but Kitty was working her clit fast now, with her tongue, rapidly flicking it, and was moving the head of the dildo in and out of her cunt, just a little bit, but fast. "Do you still want me to stop?" Kitty asked her. 

All Lauren could do was shake her head. Kitty smiled, and then she started sucking on Lauren's clitoris, bringing it into her mouth, rolling her tongue around it, sucking hard on it. Lauren moaned again, and Kitty pushed the cock a few inches into her, quickly, and she gasped. Kitty didn't let up. She had the cock by the balls and was slowly wiggling it inside Lauren. It was big and thick and after Kitty got a couple more inches in, and only had a couple more to go, Lauren said: "Kitty stop, that hurts, it's too big..." 

"Take it Lauren, and like it!" Kitty demanded, pushing the rest of it inside her hard. Lauren cried out, tears streamed down her face. Kitty started sucking on Lauren's clit again, harder now. She had the dildo by the balls and was moving it slowly in and out of Lauren, pulling it out so that just the head was inside her, and then driving it back inside, all the way, balls-deep. 

"Oh God Kitty I'm coming!" Lauren cried out suddenly, and when she did Kitty pulled the dildo all the way out, threw it to the side, and started eating Lauren's pussy hungrily, getting her tongue deep inside, sucking and lapping her tongue all over, drinking down Lauren's juices. 

It was all too much for Lauren. It all felt so good, and she was so drunk, that as soon as she stopped coming, she passed out, a smile on her lips. Kitty got her out of her bra, and then took off her own underwear. She grabbed the dildo, which was still sticky and wet from Lauren's cunt, and slid it into her own pussy. She moaned as she did, until she got it all the way in. She used one hand to push it in and out of her pussy, and the other hand she used to explore Lauren's unconscious naked body, rubbing her tits and fingering her still very wet pussy, until Kitty came, and eventually fell asleep next to Lauren. 

*****

"Hey Kitty, you got a special delivery!" Lauren said, bringing into their dorm room a good-sized, lightweight brown box. 

"Oh God, it finally came, it was late!" Kitty said, jumping off their bed to grab the box from Lauren. Lauren sat down on the bed they shared. They had pushed their two twin-size beds together. Kitty brought the box to the bed and sat down with the box between her and Lauren. "Help me open it?" she asked. 

"Sure!" Lauren said. They tore the tape off the box and opened it. It was full of little Styrofoam peanuts. Kitty reached in, dug through the peanuts, and eventually found what she was waiting for. Wrapped in plastic was a new toy for the girls. It was a dildo, but it had two cocks, which came together at the base. Each cock was about eight inches long, the same size as Kitty's dildo. 

"I got this for us to use together," Kitty said. Lauren blushed, smiled, and the girls kissed then, on the lips, passionately. They wanted to break in their new toy, and lust came over both of them. Kitty jumped up and locked the door, and then came right back to the bed. They wrestled each other down, pulling tee-shirts and blue jeans off and tossing them across the room. They spent only a minute or two in the sixty-nine position, getting each other good and wet for what was coming next. They couldn't take it anymore. Kitty ripped the plastic open, pulled out their new toy. They were naked. They sat facing each other, the V-shaped dildo between them. They kissed each other tenderly on the lips. Kitty then leaned Lauren back and grabbed the head of the cock that was facing her. Kitty brought the head to Lauren's pussy, rubbed it around the lips and clit, before slowly sliding it just a bit inside her. Lauren moaned a bit and Kitty pushed it in a little more. Lauren moaned and grunted as Kitty got the cock all the way inside her. Lauren was breathing heavily now, and Kitty made her sit up a bit, leaning back against a pillow on the wall. Kitty guided Lauren's hands to the base of the dildos. "Now hold it deep inside you, okay?" Kitty said. Kitty had to get up on her knees so that she could get the head of the other cock inside her pussy. When she got the head inside, she cried out just a bit, and then shut her eyes and let her knees give out, giving her pussy over to the toy, letting it fill her, letting gravity impale it inside her. It hurt because it was large, but she liked it when it hurt, and then she suddenly found herself face to face with Lauren, their pussies filled with the same toy, the lips of their pussies rubbing against each other around the base of the dildos, and they kissed and felt each other's breasts and kissed a lot more and then Kitty reached down and flicked the little switch on the base, and the cocks started vibrating just slightly inside them. They kissed again, and Lauren wrapped her legs around Kitty, ground her pussy hard against the dildo, the vibrations melting her. The girls were coming in mere moments, repeatedly. 

*****

Another year had passed. Scott found himself again at his father's house for the summer, with an internship in D.C. The only thing that had changed was that his dad and step-mom had had a Jacuzzi installed in the backyard, next to the patio. Scott went about unloading his junk in his room; he discovered the Jacuzzi only when he peered out his window and saw his step-sister Lauren sitting in it, wearing a little black bikini, head back, eyes closed, relaxing. It was near midnight. Scott's dad and step-mom were fast asleep. He tossed some clothes in the closet, opened a pocket of his backpack, took out the weed and cigarette papers and stashed them in his desk. He took another peak out the window at Lauren. She saw him now, waved to him. He waved back and continued unpacking all his junk. He didn't have a lot; he always traveled light. He peaked out the window again; Lauren was relaxing again. 

He opened the bottom desk drawer, pulled out a tool kit. He grabbed the small metal hammer and a nail. His bed was pushed up against the wall that separated his room from Lauren's. The two rooms were small, because they had originally only been one room. Scott knew that the wall that separated them was nothing more than dry-wall, maybe an inch thick. He walked outside his room, took a look inside Lauren's. Against the wall that separated the two rooms, she had placed an old TV on a two-foot tall stand. The foot of her bed was only a few feet away from the TV, the head of the bed against the far wall. Above the TV was a shelf, and sitting on the shelf was a varied collection of stuffed animals. He went back into his room, knelt on his bed near the wall, and slowly and as quietly as he could, he hammered the nail into the wall, right at eye-level, and then pulled it out. The nail had gone right through the wall. He took a peak through the hole. He couldn't see much, but he could see most of her bed. He went back into Lauren's room, took a look at the wall. It was perfect: the hole was between two of the stuffed animals. Lauren would never know it was there. 

Scott went back to his room. He was all unpacked now, so he went about filling the bowl of his hash-pipe with some weed. He opened the window, looked out. Lauren was no longer in the hot tub. He heard her coming up the stairs. He turned and looked out his door. She came into view, first her head, her hair still wet. Then he saw her torso. She was wrapped in just a beach towel, and was holding her bikini in her hand. 

"Hi Scott," she said when she saw him looking at her. "Welcome back to Virginia." 

"Thanks, Laur. How's the water in the new Jacuzzi?" 

"It's nice. You should give it a go." 

"Maybe tomorrow. Unless you're willing to hop back in with me right now. I'll roll us up a joint." 

"Well... maybe tomorrow," Lauren said. Scott was looking her up and down. Her body was just like he remembered it from a year before, if maybe a slight bit curvier. He thought she looked hotter than she had before... and before she was irresistible. 

"How was your freshman year at school?" he asked her. 

"I got straight A's," she said. 

"Damn, Lauren, you don't have a slacker bone in your body, do you?" 

"Well, I don't spend all my time getting high." 

"But isn't that what summer's for?" he asked her. 

"Maybe tomorrow," she said. "I'm going to bed now." 

"Good night," Scott said. 

"You too. And don't smoke too much of that stuff." 

"Right," Scott said, and sat down on the bed. She walked away, into her room, shut the door behind her. Scott got on his knees and leaned against the wall a bit, peering through the tiny hole he had made. He watched her cast aside her towel and the bikini. She stood naked for a moment, stretching, her arms above her head, her eyes closed. Scott had a full view of her. He realized then that this was going to be the best summer of his life. He went to his door, closed it, shutting it tight. He dropped his pants to the floor and got back on the bed. He knelt against the wall again, looking through the hole. Lauren had turned off the light in her room, but she had turned on the television. The sound was muted. She was lying on the bed, above the sheets. It was a hot Virginia night. Scott had no idea what she was watching, but she was rubbing her clit while she watched it. Scott reached down to his boxers and pulled his cock out through the hole. He was already hard. He watched his sister intently as she rubbed her clit with one hand; with the other she squeezed and rubbed one of her tits. After a little bit, she reached into a drawer in the bedside dresser, and pulled out a sizeable lifelike dildo, cock and balls and veins and all. He watched as she slid it into her hot wet cunt, and after she had pushed it all the way inside, she started sliding it in and out, faster and faster. Scott found himself jacking his cock ferociously. She was watching the television, fucking herself, and then she started to come, moaning just slightly, trying to keep herself silent, and Scott came suddenly, blowing his load on the wall. He sat down on the bed, used a Kleenex to wipe up the mess he'd made, and then sat next to the window and smoked the weed he'd packed into the hashpipe while he contemplated what he'd just seen. 

He lit the weed, puffed on it, blew the smoke out the window, smiled, wondered what exactly it was that she had been watching on her TV. He decided he would find out soon. As soon as she was gone and he was home, he would find out. 

*****

A few days later, Scott came home, late in the evening. His dad and step-mom had already called it a night. He went up the stairs. "Laur?" he said. No reply. The light in her room was off. He went into his room, peaked out the window. She wasn't in the hot-tub either. He took off the stuffy white shirt, tie, and khaki pants he wore to work and put on a tee-shirt and pajama pants. He didn't have any plans to go anywhere tonight, after all. He went back downstairs, did a sweep of the house. Lauren was not to be found anywhere. Well, Scott thought, it is a Friday night. Maybe she's out with friends or something. You know, having a life. 

He had no idea when she would be back. His heart was racing as he went into her dark room. He checked out the television. There was an old VCR underneath it. He hit the eject button, but the VCR was empty. Hmm, he thought, what was she watching? We don't have cable, there's no scrambled porn, it has to be on a tape, if it's porn. Unless she was just masturbating to the Late Show. Scott shook his head. No, there has to be a tape. He went to her bedside dresser, opened the top drawer, the one he saw her get the dildo out of. There was just some socks. He dug through them, found the dildo at the bottom underneath. He left it where it was. He went through the rest of the drawer, but nothing. Just socks and a dildo. He opened the bottom drawer, and smiled. Bras and thong underwear, piled inside. There seemed to be no order. He started sifting through his sister's undergarments, running his hands over the crotch of a couple of her satin thongs. Then, at the bottom, he found it: a VHS cassette. 

He suddenly heard a car out in front of the house. Two car doors, opening, shutting. He looked at the cassette, but there was no title or anything written on it. He heard two young female voices. A key in the front door... 

Scott quickly shut the drawer and leapt out of the room. He was sitting at his desk when the front door opened, his heart pounding. He turned on his laptop computer, which sat on his desk. 

The girls were walking up the stairs. He turned and saw them come into view. "Hey Scott," Lauren said when she saw him looking at them. She turned to her friend. "Kitty, this is my step-brother Scott. Scott, this is my best friend from University, Kitty." 

"Oh yeah, you told me about him," Kitty said. Kitty was shorter than Lauren by a few inches. She had short dark curly brown hair, brown eyes, deeply tanned skin. The girls were both wearing high heeled shoes and tight black pants. Lauren was wearing a tight white tank top; Kitty was wearing a tight red halter-top. Both girls' shirts were designed to show off their cleavage. Kitty was carrying a small duffel bag and a rolled-up sleeping-bag. Lauren was carrying a two-liter bottle of Coca-Cola, a bottle of Malibu rum, and a couple of small plastic cups. 

"Kitty's gonna spend the night," Lauren said. 

"Cool," Scott replied. "Nice to meet you Kitty. What did you two do tonight?" 

"Just went to a party." 

"Was it fun?" 

"Nah," Lauren said, "it was lame, that's why we're here at eleven." 

"Fair enough. Looks like you're gonna keep the party going," Scott said, nodding at the booze. 

"Are you gonna be up for a while?" she asked him. 

"I think so." 

"Okay, well, we might get in the hot tub in a little bit," Lauren said. 

"Maybe you want to join us?" Kitty asked.

"Yeah sure, I haven't had a chance to get in it yet, that sounds good." 

"Cool, give us a few minutes, okay?" Lauren asked him. 

"No problem," Scott said. 

The girls turned and went into Lauren's room. Scott climbed onto his bed, knelt against the wall, peered through that little hole. One of the girls closed the door to the bedroom. Lauren sat at the foot of her bed and peeled off her tank top. Scott was practically drooling as he watched her breasts spill out. She wasn't wearing a bra. Suddenly, Kitty was standing in front of Lauren, her back to Scott. Kitty pulled her halter-top off over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra either. They were whispering to each other, Scott couldn't make out what they were saying. Kitty leaned down suddenly, and then they were kissing! Scott blinked a few times, pulled back, rubbed his eyes, blinked again, then looked through the hole again. Now Kitty was sitting in Lauren's lap, on the bed, straddling her. And they were still kissing! The girls were rubbing and squeezing each other's breasts. Scott had a hard-on now. He reached down the front of his pajama pants and wrapped his hand around his hard cock, slowly jacked it up and down. He watched as his sister tried to push Kitty away. Kitty pushed Lauren down on the bed, onto her back. 

Kitty was whispering a little louder now: "You know you want me you little slut, that's why you asked me to spend the night isn't it?" Lauren was shaking her head. Kitty climbed on top of her, straddling her, pinning her to the bed. "I'm not gonna let you get away with just making out with me tonight you little slut. Tonight we're going all the way." 

"But... Scott," Lauren said. "Kitty, let's get in the hot tub with Scott first, like we said, otherwise he might walk in on us, who knows..." 

Kitty looked at her, raised an eyebrow. "Okay," she said. She got off her. "Your brother's really hot," she said. 

"Step brother." 

"Right... did you ever... you know?" Kitty asked her. 

"Once... but we were both really drunk and stoned and we had just met." 

"How was it?" 

"Well... I spent more time sucking him off than fucking him, really, but while he was inside it felt pretty good. Although he hurt a bit." 

"Too big for you?" 

"Bigger than all the guys in that fraternity." 

The girls laughed at that. Scott raised an eyebrow. He let go of his cock, stuffed it back inside his pajama pants. He went back to his desk, sat down, looked at his computer. He didn't want them to walk into his room and find him with a big hard-on. Then he got to wondering what they would do if that happened. He hoped he would get to find out later. He heard them walk out of Lauren's room. "I need a towel," Kitty said. 




Step-Sister Slut



"There are a whole bunch down by the hot tub," Lauren said. She popped her head inside Scott's bedroom door. "Hey Scott..?" 

"Yeah?" 

"Do you, uh... have any of that weed still?" 

"Yeah, I'll roll us up a joint to smoke in the hot tub." 

"Great, thanks so much Scott, we'll have to find some way to repay you." 

"I'm sure we can think of something," Scott said, and winked at her. She walked away, and he went about rolling a joint. He finished it quickly, a good fat joint with a lot of weed in it. 

"I wanna get in the hot tub," he heard Kitty say. 

"So go down and warm it up," Lauren replied. 

"Your parents are asleep, right?" Kitty asked. 

"Yeah, totally drunk and passed out, like every Friday night. Didn't you see the empty wine bottle and the glasses on the kitchen table?" 

Kitty laughed as she hopped down the stairs. Scott watched her go. She was wearing a black bikini, but he caught a glimpse of lace on it... was she really just in bra and a thong? Lauren stepped in the doorway, this time in full view, not just her head. Lauren was also wearing a bra and a thong, but hers were lacy and red. 

"Is this an underwear party?" Scott asked her. 

"Just while we're in the hot tub," Lauren said. He grabbed a lighter from his desk, then stood up and pulled down his pajama pants. Lauren gasped. He pulled off his tee-shirt and grabbed the fat joint he had rolled. He was standing in his boxer shorts. She was staring at his crotch. He realized, then, that his flaccid cock was sticking out of the hole. 

"Oh shit," he said, and tucked it inside. 

"It's okay," Lauren said, "I think we've both seen each other in our birthday suits." 

"Actually, I don't think I ever got you out of that red dress." 

"Well, now I'm in just my underwear." 

"Maybe I'll get to see you in your birthday suit later," Scott said, almost a question. 

"Hmm," she said, "one can only hope." She turned and sauntered away from him, heading down the stairs. She was holding the bottle of rum in one hand and the bottle of Coke in the other, the paper cups held precariously between two fingers and the Coke bottle. Joint in one hand, lighter in the other, he followed after her. Her skinny little thong underwear seemed to ride up her ass, her ass-cheeks tight globes. He resisted the urge to spank her as he followed her down the stairs. They passed their parents' bedroom. Even through the closed door they could hear Scott's father snoring. 

"They must be totally passed out," Scott said. 

"Yeah, we could throw a party and they would sleep through it," Lauren replied. 

They slid open the glass back door and walked out onto the patio. The Jacuzzi was in the middle of the back yard. Kitty had gotten the water bubbling, was sitting on the edge, her back to Lauren and Scott. She turned her head, looked over her shoulder when she heard them coming. "How's the water?" Lauren asked her. 

"Get in here with me and find out," Kitty replied, and then slid into the water, her back still to them. She went to the middle and then stood up, turned to face them. They could see her hard nipples very clearly through her wet black bra. "It's nice and warm," she said, sinking back down into it, sitting down now as Scott and Lauren came to the edge and looked at her. 

Scott put the joint between his lips, raised his lighter, lit the joint, puffed on it a few times to make sure it was lit, drew in deeply, handed it over to Lauren and then got into the tub. He blew the smoke out, right in Kitty's face. She breathed in deeply when he did. Lauren set down the alcohol and soda and cups, puffed on the joint as she climbed into the hot tub, then handed it over to Kitty. It took them a while to smoke it, but when they were finished they were stoned through to the bone. 

"That's some amazing weed," Lauren said. 

"Yeah where did you get it?" Kitty asked. 

"It came with me all the way from California. They have the best weed in America in San Francisco, you know." 

"Was it expensive?" Kitty asked. 

"Everything is more expensive in California," Scott replied. 

"Well, surely we can find some way to compensate you for that wonderful weed," Lauren said, looking at Kitty and winking. The girls slid close to Scott, Lauren on his left and Kitty on his right. He looked back and forth from girl to girl. Each had glassy, blood-shot, half-open eyes. 

"Truth or dare," Kitty whispered loudly in his ear. 

"Truth," Scott replied. 

"Do you have a girlfriend back in California?" 

"No, just this girl who likes to fuck me when she's drunk," Scott said. He turned to Lauren. "Truth or dare?" he asked her. 

Lauren looked at him and said: "Truth." 

He pondered a moment and asked her, "Do you usually masturbate in the morning or at night?" 

Lauren blushed bright red before answering, "At night. Kitty, truth or dare." 

"Dare," Kitty said, looking back at Lauren. Lauren smiled wickedly. She grabbed the rum and Coke, filled one of the cups half full of rum, added a little bit of Coke, and handed it to Kitty.

"Drink this, and then give Scott a lap dance." 

Kitty took the cup, raised it to her lips, and tilted her head back, swallowing it down. She closed her eyes tight, gulped, opened them. She was slightly unsteady as she tossed her leg over Scott's lap and climbed on top of him. She pressed against him, and he grabbed hold of her at her hips. She grabbed his hands and moved them away. "You know the rules," she said, "you can look but you can't touch on a lap dance!" She started grinding down against him, rubbing her crotch up against his. Scott's cock was hard in a few moments. He was smiling wide. She grabbed hold of the edge of the hot tub and started moving up and down. Her tits were right in front of his face, beautiful round cleavage in a lacy black bra, and Scott didn't even try to look away. Kitty smiled and ground harder against him, then turned her head and looked at Lauren. 

"Hey Lauren, truth or dare!" 

"Dare," Lauren replied. 

"Have a stiff drink, and then take Scott's cock out of his boxers and squeeze it!" Kitty ordered. Lauren promptly poured herself a drink like the one she had made for Kitty, drank it, and then got closer to the two of them. She reached down between Kitty and Scott, to where Kitty was grinding her thong-covered pussy against the hard-on inside Scott's boxers. She found the slit in his boxers and maneuvered his cock out through the hole. Her mind was reeling. She grabbed the big hard rod and squeezed it like Kitty had told her. Kitty kept grinding against it, and Scott started to moan a little. 

"Kitty, truth or dare," Lauren said. 

Kitty looked down at Lauren, still grinding hard against Scott's hard shaft, and said: "Dare." 

"Suck on the head of his cock," Lauren said. Kitty licked her lips and got off Scott. Scott moved so he was sitting on the edge of the hot tub, his legs in the water from the knees down. Kitty was in the water to his left, and Lauren to his right. The girls worked together and pulled down his boxers, pulling them off his body, his big hard cock standing at attention. 

"Scott," Kitty said, "that must be nine inches long!" 

"You want a ruler or you want to suck me off?" Scott demanded. 

"Hey Lauren, truth or dare!" 

"Dare!" 

"Help me suck on his cock, it's too big" Kitty said, then suddenly took the head of Scott's cock into her mouth, and sucked on it and licked it back and forth. Scott moaned. Lauren reached in and grabbed his balls and then started gently squeezing them. Then she started licking the shaft, up and down. The girls traded, and Lauren was sucking on his cockhead while Kitty licked up and down. Lauren didn't let go of his balls, though. She squeezed them a bit more. She felt his cock pulse in her mouth, so she took a little more of it inside her, sucking on it hard now, and squeezed his balls again. Lauren worked more of his cock into her mouth, and the head of his cock was now at the back of her mouth. She squeezed his balls tightly and his cock jerked in her mouth, pushing its way into her throat. Kitty stopped licking his shaft to let Lauren take more of him in. In fact, she got behind Lauren and grabbed her, one hand on her shoulder, the other on the back of her head, and pushed her head down, forcing Scott's cock down her throat. Her nose was buried in his fur around the base of his cock, when she squeezed his balls one more time, and his cock got even bigger than it was, pulsated a couple of times in her throat. She couldn't breathe. She felt him shoot his sperm straight down her throat and into her belly. He finished coming, and Kitty helped Lauren get Scott's cock out of her mouth. Lauren gasped for breath as soon as her throat was open to air. 

"So, Scott," Lauren said, "is this good payment for that awesome weed you let us smoke with you?" 

Scott laughed and said: "wanna smoke some more?" 

The girls looked at each other, grinning wickedly. 

"I would love to smoke some more," Kitty said. 

"We can smoke all night if this is how you intend to pay me back for it," Scott replied. 

Kitty and Lauren looked at each other and giggled. They were already high as the clouds in the night sky. Kitty stood up and Lauren stood up next to her. Kitty made a little scratching motion with her hand at Lauren before stepping out of the hot tub. Scott just sat and watched the two wet half-naked beauties before him, and then he stood up. They wrapped towels around themselves and went back inside, Kitty carrying the booze and soda, all three of them doing their best not to stumble too badly. Scott's dad was still snoring. They made their way up the stairs. Scott went into his room, the girls went into Lauren's. He pulled off his wet boxer shorts and pulled on the pajama pants. He grabbed his baggie of weed and a small glass hash-pipe. He made sure he had his lighter and then left his room and went over to Lauren's. The door was closed, so he knocked. 

"Yes?" Lauren's voice floated back to him. 

"It's Scott," he said. 

"Well get the fuck in here," Kitty said. He twisted the doorknob and opened the door, found that the girls had also changed outfits. Their wet underwear was in a pile in the corner. Lauren was wearing a loose white tank top that was cut off just below her tits, and tight little blue mesh shorts. Kitty was wearing a very tight black tank top that was cut off just above her belly button, and tight little black shorts similar to Lauren's. The girls were sitting next to each other on the bed. Scott jumped on the bed, sitting down at the foot of the bed cross-legged, looking at the two cuddling girls. They scooted closer to him and they sat in a circle, and Scott passed around the weed. They all took hits and were very high again. The girls started making out while Scott took a hit. He passed it to Kitty on his right, and while she took a hit, Scott and Lauren kissed. Kitty passed the pipe to Lauren, and Kitty and Scott kissed while she smoked it. They packed another bowl when it ran out and smoked some more. 

Scott's cock, after making out with the two girls, was making a tent of his pajama pants. The girls had noticed. 

Kitty started kissing Lauren passionately, and pushed her down onto her back. They kissed some more and Scott came over and started pawing at his sister and her best friend. They let him and continued to make out, and Scott reached up Lauren's little shirt and squeezed her breast, then pulled it up and started sucking on her exposed nipple. He stopped and went over to Kitty, did the same. Kitty suddenly got up and grabbed Lauren, telling her to flip over and lay on her belly. She did and Kitty grabbed her at the hips, pulling her up so her ass was up in the air. Kitty opened the dresser next to the bed and pulled out Lauren's dildo. She quickly pulled down Lauren's shorts to her knees, and pushed the head of the dildo up against Lauren's tight pussy lips. 

Scott, meanwhile, positioned himself in front of Lauren, so she was looking at him when she looked forward. He was rubbing his cock in front of her, just out of her reach. Kitty slid the dildo inside her a bit, and she moaned, and Scott scooted forward and pulled his cock out through the hole in his boxers. She greedily took his cock in her mouth again, sucking hard on the head while Kitty filled her from behind. Kitty rubbed Lauren's clit with her thumb while she fucked her, and Lauren was coming very quickly. She sucked harder on Scott's cock when she came, bobbing her head up and down, and after that Kitty pulled the dildo out of her and joined her, and started licking on Scott's cock while Lauren sucked on it. The girls pulled Scott down the bed. 

"Lauren is it okay if I fuck your brother?" Kitty asked suddenly. She was pulling his boxers down his legs. 

"Only if you save some for me!" Lauren replied. They had him on his back. Kitty was straddling him at his hips, and Lauren was suddenly straddling him at his face! "Eat my pussy, brother," she demanded. 

Scott was happy to oblige, and licked each of her pussy lips up and down. He felt Kitty grabbing and squeezing his cock, and then he felt the wetness of her pussy engulf him, and he drove his tongue into Lauren's pussy, and she started riding his face while Kitty started riding his cock. 

The girls fucked him hard, and he was nearly exhausted when they were done with him. Scott packed another bowl of weed in the hashpipe. They smoked it, and Kitty could hardly sit up anymore, her mind was in outer space. They all were. Lauren had an idea suddenly, and didn't bother to think twice. She crawled across the bed to Kitty.

"What are you doing?" Kitty asked. She turned and looked at Lauren, and saw that Lauren had pulled from her bedside drawer her large realistic dildo. Lauren climbed on top of Kitty. Scott spread Kitty's legs for her, and then pulled off her tank top so she was naked. Lauren positioned the dildo between Kitty's legs. Kitty laid there and looked at her, smiling. Scott got behind Lauren and rubbed his hard cock between her butt cheeks as she started to slide the dildo into Kitty. Lauren looked at her brother over her shoulder, pushed the dildo a little more into Kitty. Scott bent her over, so she was over Kitty. Lauren pushed the dildo further inside her friend. She felt Scott's cock on her pussy lips, and then he was pushing his way inside her! She pushed the dildo all the way inside, and Kitty turned her head and bit the pillow to keep from screaming. Scott had his hands on Lauren's hips, and was pushing his cock inside, filling her. Lauren started sliding the dildo in and out of Kitty and Scott started sliding his cock in and out of Lauren. He spanked her ass a few times, and that made her fuck Kitty a little faster and push back on Scott's cock a little harder. Scott started bucking her hard, and it was all she could do to not scream. Kitty was moaning to herself, repeating "OmyGod" over and over, and then she started to come. 

And then Lauren started to come, seeing Kitty buck against the dildo, eyes closed tight. She pushed back hard against Scott, and said "I'm coming I'm coming I'm coming" and then Scott came, shooting his come into his sister's hot pussy. 

*****

A few days later, Scott finally had the house alone. Everyone was gone, including his sister. He went into her room, went to that drawer, pulled out the video tape. He looked at it, saw that the tape was at the beginning. He popped it into the VCR and pushed play. He sat down at the edge of the bed. There was an empty bed in an empty, small room. It looked like any college dorm room. Then, he saw Kitty and Lauren walk into the room from behind the camera! They were both wearing only a bra and a thong. There was no sound. The girls were talking to each other, and then Kitty suddenly pushed Lauren down on the bed. Kitty was holding her down on the bed, trying to kiss her, but Lauren was resisting and trying to get away. Kitty grabbed Lauren's right wrist and pushed it down on the bed suddenly. Kitty suddenly pulled out some kind of silk rope—was it a boy's tie?—and got Lauren's hand through it, and closed it tight around her wrist. She pinned Lauren down again and got her other hand through a similar binding. The camera was focused on the bed. Kitty pulled down Lauren's thong, before putting her feet through two more bindings, her legs spread wide, her pussy open to the world. Kitty sat on the bed next to her, was saying something to her. 

Suddenly, both the girls looked past the camera. A guy walked into the picture, his back to the camera. He stood next to Kitty and she pulled down his pants. She stroked his cock until it was hard, and then sucked on it for a little bit. She took it out of her mouth then, and the guy got on the bed, between Lauren's legs. The guy then leaned over Lauren and shoved his cock into her. Suddenly, another guy walked onto the screen, and Kitty started sucking him off! 

Scott climbed back onto the bed. He reached over to Lauren's bedside dresser, opened the bottom drawer, went through the lace and satin thongs, pulled one out. He sat back, pulled down his pants, wrapped the satin thong around his cock and started jacking it up and down. He watched the movie. The guy fucking Lauren came inside her and then pulled out, left the screen. The guy Kitty was sucking off got on top of Lauren and started fucking her! Another guy came onto the screen and Kitty was very quickly sucking him off. 

This continued for a while. Guy after guy came into the room, and Kitty sucked him off as he watched the guy before him fuck Lauren. The guys all fucked Lauren really hard, watching Kitty suck off the next guy, and most of them came inside her. After a few, there was jizz all over her thighs and the bed underneath her. The next guy fucked her and then squirted his juice on her belly and tits. Lauren enjoyed it at first, bucking her hips to make them come faster, but after the sixth or seventh she just lay there and got raped. 

More and more guys came and went. Scott had lost count after a dozen. The front door in Scott's house opened. He heard light steps coming up the stairs. He didn't care. He had her. Lauren opened the door to her room and was greeted with the vision of Scott laying on her bed, jacking himself off with one of her thongs wrapped around his cock, watching the movie she had made with Kitty. 

"Get in here," Scott demanded. "And close the door behind you, you little slut." 

She was wearing a tight white tee shirt with no bra underneath, and a tight black mini-skirt. Scott jumped up and grabbed her arm. "Let go of me," she said. 

"No," Scott said, and he grabbed her other arm, pulled her toward the bed. 

"Scott, don't, I don't want to," she said. 

"You let all of them!" 

"I didn't want them to, either," she said. 

"Then why do you have the video?" 

She blushed. 

"You like to watch it, don't you, when you fuck yourself with that dildo." 

Her eyes grew wide. Scott turned and threw her down on the bed. He was on top of her in an instant. She tried to push him off her, but he was too strong. "You get off on being violated, don't you?" He grabbed each of her wrists and pinned them down on the bed. He spread her legs with his knees. He held her down with one hand and reached up her skirt with the other. 

"You whore, you're not wearing anything underneath this! How many guys did you fuck today while you were out?" 

She shook her head. "None," she said. 

"Then why are you commando?" he demanded. He started rubbing the shaft of his hard cock against her pussy lips. 

"Kitty kept them," Lauren replied. He looked at her and then pushed his cock into her. She closed her eyes when he did. He pushed it deeply inside her, holding her down even as she struggled. He got his cock balls-deep inside her, and moved it around a little bit. Lauren stopped struggling, looked at Scott. He grabbed her tee shirt at the collar, and suddenly, violently, pulled back, ripping the shirt, shredding it down the middle, tearing it off her body, exposing her suddenly naked breasts to the air and his eyes. He grabbed both of them, squeezed them tightly, hard, too hard, and started bucking her, fucking her hard, pushing deep. He moved his hands down to her hips, picked her up by the hips, got up on his knees. She wrapped her legs around him, her head back on the bed. He drove his cock deep inside her. She started bucking her hips, and felt his cock growing bigger and harder and thicker inside her, when suddenly the door opened!




Step-Sister Slut



Scott looked over his shoulder quickly, fearing the worst. 

It was Kitty. "Kitty! What are you doing?" She was wearing an outfit similar to the one Lauren was wearing: short tight black skirt and a tight white tank top. Then Scott saw the cock. She must have been wearing a strap-on, because she had a very large rubber hard-on, sticking up out of her skirt! She was next to the bed in a few steps, and behind Scott. 

"Hi Scott," she said. Lauren wrapped her legs around Scott suddenly, trying to pull more of his cock inside her. Kitty was on the bed now, kneeling behind Scott on the bed. Lauren held her legs tightly around Scott, not letting him go. 

"Hey, Kitty what are you—WHOA!" Scott said. He struggled to get away, but Kitty was holding him now, and Lauren refused to let go with her legs. Kitty had her hands on his butt, and was rubbing the strap-on cock between his cheeks. 

"Don't worry," Kitty said, whispering in Scott's ear, "I used plenty of lube." She pushed the tip of the dildo into his anus, and it slid in after a few moments. Scott cried out for her to stop, but she didn't seem to hear him. He drove his cock into Lauren harder now, and Kitty used his thrusting to drive her strap-on deep into him. Scott didn't know what to think. It all felt really good! Kitty was thrusting now, pushing the dildo in and out of his ass, in time with his thrusting into Lauren's pussy. Kitty started fucking him hard then. Scott's eyes rolled back, and Lauren cried out. He was coming inside her, filling her with his seed. Kitty pulled out of him, and he pulled out of Lauren, and the three of them fell together.



Step-Sister's Love



I was 13 when my dad remarried a woman with 5 kids, The oldest brother never stayed with us since he wanted to finish School where he had gone for years. Patsy was the only girl, she was next to oldest, then there were 3 other boys, 2 within a year of my own age. They were OK and we all got along great, so it worked out for us all.

Patsy was redheaded and had a really nice body for her 17 years, and I was old enough to appreciate it. She wasn't above giving me a glimpse of her occasionally either. Just a tease shot, but enough to keep me wanting to see even more of her. I can't count the times I ran in to her as she left the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around her, the tops of her freckled breasts trying to escape the confines of the tightly wrapped towel.

And her legs freshly shaved and oiled up with baby oil to keep her skin from drying out, to this day the smell of baby oil gives me a hard on. I used to do anything I could to hang around her, I learned to give a damn good pedicure, and was paid in full by the flashes she gave me of her bright red haired pussy hiding behind her panties.

She liked to tease me unmercifully as she would put her foot in my lap and get me to do her toe nails. Rubbing her foot along my hard on, then giving me a knowing smile when I had finished knowing I was going to beat off.

Well Pasty got married and left us a year later, so that ended that for me I thought. The years went by and soon I was 19, working at a super market bagging groceries, when Patsy walked in. She came over and gave me a hug, asked how I was and went to take care of her shopping. I was so glad I had an apron on to hide my hard on after she gave me the hug because she had the hint of baby oil on her.

When she was done shopping, I bagged her groceries and carried them to her car for her.

"When are you coming over for a good meal Rick. I haven't seen much of you in awhile, I would enjoy it if you came over sometime." she said to me as I loaded her car up. "Oh I don't know Patsy, just when ever you have time I guess, and if I'm not due to work that night." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Well, call me up and let me know, and when you come over, I'll make up a good cobbler for you. You still love cobblers don't you?"

"Oh Hell Yeah!" I grinned.

"Good, then give me a call anytime, we would sure like to see you." And she jumped in her car and drove off, her blazing red hair blowing around from the open window.

I went in and finished my days work, then went and got on my motorcycle and drove home. I took a shower and couldn't help but jack off thinking of Patsy as I showered. She was still so fucking sexy, the short summer dress as it flowed when she walked, how it hugged her firm tits, and the hint of her nipples poking out in it. Perfect masturbation material. I finished up and dried off, then dressed and went to the garage where I kept my stash hid, I rolled me a fat joint and sucked it down, the higher I got the hornier I got from thinking about Patsy, I wonder what it would be like to actually fuck her I thought to myself.

Well a few days went by and I called her, I was off the next evening, she said that would be great and she would work up a good meal for us. I couldn't wait for the next night to get there, I felt like I was going out on a date or something, even though I knew nothing could ever happen. You can't blame a kid for dreaming!

I rolled up a fat joint and took a couple of hits before riding over to Patsy's house. I got there and knocked on the door, when Patsy answered it I almost fell over. She had on a White light summer dress and no bra, I could clearly see her pink tipped nipples as they strained against the thin material. She gave me a welcome hug and invited me inside, I could feel that her nipples were hard as she hugged me against her. It was only fair, since I know had a raging hard on!

"It sure smells good in here Patsy." I told her after smelling the food still cooking on the stove.

"Thanks Rick, I hope Meatloaf will work for you."

"Sure Patsy, whatever you have will be fine with me." I sat on a stool at the counter and watched as she busied herself finishing up in the kitchen, then I set the table for her. 

"When is Will due home Patsy?"I asked.

"He should be home anytime now, He probably stopped by and had a couple of beers withe the guys from work."

"Ahhh!" I replied, I could never understand why a man would rather spend time with other men than with a fine woman, but different strokes for different folks I guess. We sat on the couch to wait for him when the phone rang.

"Hello?" Patsy answered, "Hey, where are you? Rick is here and supper is ready! Oh! Well OK then, I'll see you later on I guess." and she hung up the phone, she was fuming mad. "That shit head!" She spat out, He is going to work an extra shift, he knew you were coming over for supper. He is such a fucking prick sometimes!"

"Heck Patsy, it's alright. It leaves more for me to eat!" I grinned, trying to lighten her mood. It didn't work, it is true what they say about a red head. DON"T Piss em off!

We sat down and ate, it was fantastic! Patsy could really cook. The meatloaf was moist, her mashed potatoes creamy, fresh green beans and creamed style corn. And fresh home made dinner rolls, And that was even before we got to the Apple Cobbler she made, hell it was so good you didn't want to ruin it by putting Ice Cream on it. I got so full I could hardly walk back to the couch after we cleared the table and washed the dishes.

"Dad Gum Patsy, that was fantastic. I may have to unbutton my damn pants I'm so full now." I smiled at her. She smiled back and thanked me for the compliment. At least her mood had changed, she wasn't pissed any more, she wasn't totaly happy about Will not coming home either though.

"I could use a joint right now." Patsy told me.

I was shocked, I didn't know she smoked pot. She was more a Cowgirl.

"Well if you want, I have a little bit Patsy." I told her.

"Well fire it up, It would really hit the spot right now."

I pulled it out and let her light it, my eyes bugged out when she took a bit hit off it. I never knew she smoked, and to watch her suck it down I nearly fell over. She passed it over to me and I took a hit. It was some good shit so it didn't take a lot to get a good buzz. She had the TV on and Laugh In was on, in our state of ind it was perfect. We laughed our ass's off watching the foolishness on it.

"Remember when you use to do my toe nails for me Rick?" She asked.

Shit how could I ever forget that I thought to myself. "Yeah!" I grinned at her, stoned off my ass.

"Would you do them for me now? They could sure use a good going over."

"Sure Patsy, but don't be surprised if they don't come out looking like some of those outfits on Laugh In!" I smirked.

She got up and got her files and polish remover and such then came back and took her shoes off. I was on one end of the couch and her on the other end, I turned towards her put my left leg under my right, she put her foot in my lap. Her head was laid back on a pillow on the couch, eyes closed and a smile on her face as I gave her a foot massage. I worked some lotion on my hands and rubbed them starting from her heel to her toes and in between her toes working my way to the end of them.

"Mmmm, I always loved for you to do this for me." She sighed.

"Heck Patsy, I enjoy doing it. I just hope it hasn't warped me into having a foot fetish or something!" I laughed, hoping she wouldn't move her foot and feel I was hard as a rock right now. I looked at her lovely legs as I massaged her feet, and glanced towards her breasts, I could see that her dress had ridden up her legs, her upper thighs showing and her legs were slightly opened, My eyes went to her crotch. Damn.......... She had no panties on!

I could see the bright red hair as it closed around her thin pink pussy lips, and I am not a blind man, I saw that the lips of her pussy sparkled with a dew of her juices. Talk about teasing me, Shit, Man hands shook as I tried not to show my excitement while I kept some sort of normal tone in my voice when we spoke. I could not help but stare at her luscious pussy, the object of so many nights as I touched myself. Her clit was actually showing, the pink head poking out between the hair, my mouth suddenly went dry.

I got the polish remover and put some on a cotton ball, then started cleaning the old polish off, taking my time, making sure she enjoyed the whole experience, I know I surely was. All the times I had ever done this before, I had never had this sight laying before my face.

I had her toenails cleaned off finally, then I began to file them down some, to give them shape as she had taught me so many years ago. I think she actually fell asleep as I worked on her feet, I put some clean cotton balls between her toes and began to paint them, always be as careful as possible so not to get any polish on her flesh. Then blowing on them to get them dry enough to start the next one. 

It was cute the way when I blew on her toes as she slept how she smiled and her foot would move because it tickled as my warm breath hit her feet. After I had finished I sat there staring at her face as she slept, her full lips slightly opened, the whites of her teeth showing. Her chest slowly rising and falling with an even timing. 

Damn she had me so turned on right now that if something hit my hard on I would surely come on the spot and in my pants. As she lay there, she must have had an itch, because her hand went to her pussy and scratched it a bit, I watched as the lips on her hairy slit opened, showing me even more pink wetness. She moaned as her finger tip hit the itchy place and her hips moved towards her hand. Her dress was now at her hips level, leaving nothing to my imagination.

Fuck, this is killing me I thought to myself, I have to do something or bust a nut right here. I tried to get up without her waking, thinking that I could at least go to the bathroom, jack off and be back before she awoke. Just as I was picking up her foot to move it, she pressed it back down and right on my cock.

"Mmmm, that feels good." She mumbled in her sleep.

Shit she didn't have to tell me how good it felt, then her foot started massaging my cock, slowly moving it in circles on the raised spot in my Levi's. My hips moved against her foot, right now I didn't care if I came in my pants or not. I put my hand on her foot and applied more pressure to my dick as it pressed on me. I wanted to touch her so badly, but knew if I did, that it would wake her so I just stared at the beautiful pussy with her hand laying on it lightly rubbing her clit. I could take no more and came in my pants, suppressing my moan as I shot off in my underwear. I felt it in my belly I came so hard. I lay my head back on the couch and shuddered, my whole body shaking as I shot off load after load, her foot keeping the pressure and movement going.

I sat there a few minutes catching my breath and getting a semi state of normalcy back, before moving her foot and going to the bathroom to wash off the hot sticky cum from my crotch. I removed my soiled underwear and rolled them up and put them in her trash can, there was a wet spot on my pants but not large enough that I would worry about it. I looked in the mirror and smiled at myself.

You sick fucker, I grinned. Cumming from jacking off with Patsy's foot. I almost broke out laughing at it all. I peed and went back in the living room, Patsy was still laying on the couch, apparently still sleeping. I sat back down and her dress was still up her legs. I got hard as soon as I saw it again. I didn't think I had much to lose so I put my hand on hers, I felt her press her hand against herself and moan.

"Mmm, that feels so good, don't stop." She moaned.

She must think that I am Will or something I thought. So I took my hand and stuck it under hers and rubbed the wet slit with my fingertip, her legs opened up wider and gave me better access to her pussy. I slid my fingertip along the wet slit, her thin lipped pussy spreading as I did. The thick red hair on it spreading open and tickling my fingers. I brought my hand to my nose and inhaled her pussy odor from my fingers. Fuck, I never smelled a pussy so fresh smelling in my life. Her hips moved, trying to get some pressure back on her pussy so I put my hand back and felt her off.

I was touching her and looked at her face, her eyes were open and she had a large smile on her lips. I froze, not knowing what I should do, I was fucking busted big time.

"Don't stop Rick, I'm so fucking close, Please don't stop now!" She asked me with pleading eyes.

Well since I wasn't in deep shit I pushed her dress up over her hips, opened her legs a little farther. Put one of her left foot on the floor and her right leg on the back of the couch, leaned forward and put my mouth on her sweet smelling pussy. I kissed it softly, finally after all these years of wishing and teasing, I was kissing Patsy's beautiful pink lipped pussy. And she wanted me to do it to her. I licked her all over her wet pussy, taking my fingers and holding her lips open as I sucked down her sweet nectar.

Patsy had her fingers in my hair, holding my face to her. I was in Heaven, sucking her thick clit down my lips, hearing her as she moaned and pushed me face deeper between her legs. I felt her shudder as the first wave of Orgasm's hit her, the first building into the Second and even stronger orgasm.

"Oh Fuck Rick, Lick my pussy. I'm fucking coming Rick, Oh Shit, don't you stop eating my pussy." her head rolled side to side as she told me that. "Get up here and fuck me, some on, hurry, fuck me!"

It took me exactly one half a second to drop my pants and jump between her thighs, her hand grabbed my cock and aimed me to her sweet spot. I felt the heat as she rubbed my cock along her wet slit, teasing her pussy with the head of my dick. I had all the teasing I ever wanted from her and I shoved my cock in her and was fully engulfed in one swift stroke.

Patsy gasped as my full length entered her, my shoulders dropped and my hands held her firm ass cheeks as I pulled myself in her. Her hands went to my shoulders and pulled me downwards as her legs wrapped around my waist and held me close to her.

"Oh fuck yes Ricky, fuck me hard, don't waste any time. Fuck Me!"

I slammed in her with all my might listening to her, as her breath came in gasps as I fucked her like a man possessed, and believe me I was possessed. Possessed by her constant teasing all those years, by her smell, by her smiles, by even her feet. She had me where she wanted me and she knew it.

"I was awake when you came with my foot Ricky." She told me.

"You conniving woman!" I told her, "I should have known." I grinned at her as I felt my cock slide inside her hot wet pussy.

"I know all the years I teased you that one day I would end up fucking you Rick. I always thought you were cute, that is why I teased you so much back then." "Back then? Shit Patsy, I don't think you ever stopped did you?"

Patsy laughed, "No, I knew you liked it as much as I do." Her eyes smiled, the corners of them crinkled into small laugh lines.

I kissed her and her mouth opened and took my tongue eagerly into her hot mouth. I stopped fucking her, not because I was close to coming, but just to feel her on me after all these years. I could feel ever little bump inside her as I began to pull my cock back out to the head. Then as I pushed back inside her she groaned a sensuous sound that came deep from within her throat. Mine matched hers as I slid back in her dark wetness.

Her fingernails dug into my back as I shoved as deep as I could, her hard nipples pressing against my chest through her dress and my shirt. I reached up and put one in my hand, the warmth against my palm, the hard nipple almost digging a hole in my hand as I gave it a squeeze. I put my mouth on her neck and kissed all along it from her shoulder to her ear lobe. I took her ear lobe in my mouth and sucked it. She came then, my hot breath hitting inside her ear, her moaning out loud as she climaxed.

"Thank You Ricky, It has been over two months since Will and I have had sex. I needed that so much, Thank You, Thank You, Thank You." She told me as she kissed me over my face and neck.

I could never understand a man who would have such a sexy wife and not want to fuck her. He had to be sick or something, And as hot as Patsy is and she fucked like a mad woman, there is no way I could go Two days, much less Two months without tapping this fine woman.

I unbuttoned the top of her summer dress and pulled her breasts free, I stared at them a moment before putting my lips around the pink tipped nipple and sucking it down. Patsy put her hand behind my head and pulled my face closer to her breast, smashing my face in the soft flesh. Her hips moving in circles on mine, my mind was racing with so many thoughts at once. How great this was, how she felt and smelled. How tight she was as she worked her pussy on me, and how she made such noises when she came again.

"Patsy, I'm going to come soon." I told her.

"Good, I want you to come in me! I want to feel your hot cum fill me up. Hurry, fuck me, come for me Rick!' She cried out.

That was all it took to bring me to my Orgasm, I felt it building then BAM, I saw stars. My belly tickled, my balls felt like they turned inside out as I came in her hot pussy. We never slowed down as I filled her with my spunk. I felt it ooze out as I continued to pump her well fucked pussy. Her breath was hot on my neck as she panted, and mine was even hotter on hers as I gasped for breath from the exertion I had been put through.

We lay there, holding each other as we kissed deeply, her mouth tasted so good, and her tongue worked mine as we came down from our after orgasmic sensations. Patsy had such a sweet smile on her face as I lay on top of her, our bodies hot and tired from the twenty minutes we had been fucking. She looked at the clock, it was nearing 11 PM, "Will won't be home for hours! Not until around 6 in the morning, follow me." She told me as she got up and walked to her bedroom.

I followed her to the bedroom and lay on her bed, my head on Will's pillow and watched with a grin as Patsy got between my legs and put my cock in her hot mouth. The rest of the night went without any sleep for either of us, as we fucked and sucked until nearly 4.

I got dressed to leave, and she came over and kissed me. Our hands groping each others bodies one last time.

"Who knows, Perhaps Will may need to make some overtime next weekend too Rick." She grinned at me. Hell, I couldn't wait to find out!

Author's Note: This story is Pure Fantasy, it never happened. It was only written for, You the Reader and my own enjoyment only! I do NOT believe in, or participate in Incest, Violence towards Women OR the Sexual Abuse of a Child of any age, consenting or not! If you enjoyed this story, please drop me an email with any suggestions or fantasies you would like to read about. Yes, I am a warped individual, but at least I still have my sense of humor! ;-)



Step-Sister's Love Ch. 02



After the night I had spent with Patsy, I couldn't think of anything else but finding a way to do it again, and hopefully soon. Wasn't one who had so many women I could pick and choose one, but I had been with a few, and Patsy was by far the sexiest, hottest fuck I ever had. I spent many an hour daydreaming about her after that night. Thinking of her pink tipped breast's, wet with my spit, and my dick wet with hers.

It had been a week since that night, and a restless one at that, I had thought about going over or calling but just never did. That following Friday I had a date with a nice girl, it was an enjoyable evening, a nice meal, good movie, but when I went to try something that ended it. I guess I wasn't her type or whatever, so I took her to her house and dropped her off. I got home and Mom and Dad were sleeping, so I got my favorite porn tape and stuck it in the VCR.

It was my favorite because the girl in it was a firm bodied red head, not shaved like most women seem to do these days. I liked to watch when she sucked the guy off and pretend it was Patsy sucking me. I jacked off, got my rocks off, and fell asleep with a smile on my face as I remembered the night Patsy and I had.

Saturday morning came, I got up took a shower and got ready to cut the yard, my weekly routine. I got it done and went in to get a drink of water when the phone rang. It was Patsy, she was crying and asked if Mom was there. "No, they left earlier, I'm not sure when they will be back either Patsy." I told her. "What's wrong? Are you OK?"

"No Rick, I'm not, Will stayed to work another shift at work, which he has been doing a lot of, so he says. I drove by the shop and his car wasn't there. So I drove to the Tavern he always goes to and he was there. I went in and he was all over some whore." She was sobbing as she told me this. " I've known he wasn't faithful for years, but seeing it was too much. I kicked him out this morning. Do you think you can come over? I really don't want to be alone right now Rick." 

"Well sure I can Patsy, just give me time to take a shower and I'll be right over." I hung up and rushed to the shower, took a quick one and got over to Patsy's as fast as I could.

I knocked on her door, a few minutes later she opened it, her eyes red and puffy from her crying and she fell on me, giving me a death grip hug, her warm body pressed against me, her nipples poking me in the chest through my thin shirt. I stood there patting her on the back as we hugged. I broke the hug and walked her inside to the table and we sat down, her head buried in her hands as she sobbed.

"Patsy, I've been wondering about this since you told me, but, if you knew he was fucking around, and I don't know if you've done it with anyone else other than me, why are you so upset?

"I don't know Rick, I really don't, Just seeing that son of a bitch with her on is lap just made it all real. I do love him, but not nearly like I did years ago.

I listened as I went and got me something to drink from her refrigerator, she was still hanging her head down, so I came up behind her, sat my drink down and started massaging her shoulders. Her shoulder muscles were in knots from the tension, so I kneaded them out lightly with a firm grip, It wasn't long before she was a bit more relaxed. I worked on her neck with my fingers, I could smell her perfume as it wafted up, my senses numbed as I continued massaging her.

"You are so good to me Rick." She said softly. "Sometimes, I really feel badly about how I teased you all these years."

"Yeah Patsy, I understand, But at least you weren't cruel to me. We both knew what was happening, and I wasn't complaining." I grinned behind her back.

"Still, you have always been there when I needed someone Rick, and I want to thank you for it. She stood up turned and kissed me, her warm tongue slid into my mouth and tickled my tongue as she worked it around my teeth and the cleft of my mouth. No one had ever kissed me like that, and I would remember that trick, it could be useful and only make me a better kisser in the long run. I out my arms around her and held her close to me, our chests pressing against one another's as the passion rose in us.

I felt her fingers as they ran circles on the back of my head, twirling my hair with them, it amazed me at how good that little motion felt. She broke the kiss and took me by my hand, leading me to her bedroom before I said I should go lock the door. She agreed and went into her room, I locked the door and followed her. When I got there she turned me, my back towards her bed, and then she started taking off my shirt. I wasn't sure of what to do, no one had undressed me since I was a little boy.

She knew what to do, she lifted my shirt off my shoulders, kissing them as she did, her warm breath on my neck gave me goose bumps. Once she had my shirt off she reached for my belt buckle and slowly unhooked it then undid my pants, she moved deliberately slow as her hands unzipped them, her fingers lightly dragging along my underwear as she did. Once she had them open , she pulled them down and over my hips her eyes looking at the bulge in my underwear as my jeans past it.

I stood there, my pants around my knees as Patsy stuck her fingertips inside the band of my underwear and pulled them off also. She dropped to her knees and kissed my belly, dragging her hot tongue lower as she kissed the hairline going to my cock. I felt her breath on my dick a second before I felt her kiss the head, then her tongue ran under the head of it and stopping at the pee hole as she tongued it. Her hands on my butt, squeezing my buns as she opened her mouth and inhaled half of my hard on, her mouth hot wet and eager, as she began working it in and out.

I watched as the highlights of her red hair glistened in the light of the room, and I loved the way her hair swayed with each forward motion of her head as she sucked me deeper into her, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked on it when she pulled away, her lips pursed around my cock creating a vacuum that felt like it would take my insides out. Patsy was moaning while she sucked me, I put my hands in her thick red hair, it is so soft, I thought to myself as I grabbed a handful in each hand and pulled her face to my crotch. I must have got carried away because I pulled it a little to hard, I heard her make a noise and quickly let go.

"No, don't let go. I like that, pull it harder, fuck my face." She told me as she looked up into my eyes with a almost pleading look in them.

I grabbed handfuls of hair again and pulled her to my spit slick cock and forced it in her mouth. She must have really liked that because she started moaning louder as I pushed my cock deeper in her mouth, I was shocked, one that she liked having her hair pulled and two that she had over two thirds of my 8"s in her mouth. She sucked me in earnest now as I face fucked her roughly, the sounds of slurping and her moans brought me to orgasm much sooner than I had wanted, in fact I was trying to warn her I was cumming as the first spurt shot out of my cock, it hit the back of her mouth and I pulled her face as deep as I could without gagging her.

Patsy never slowed down as I pulsed in her mouth, each shot of spunk filling her hot sucking mouth, before swallowing and sucking the next one out. My legs almost buckled as I came so hard I got lightheaded. I sat one the edge of the bed, Patsy never lost contact with my dick as I did. One of her hands went to my balls and the other grasped the base of my dick, and she squeezed it lightly as she milked every drop of my cum out. She never missed a drop, I raised my head to watch as her lips worked me over, her green eyes looked at me as she stopped sucking and let it fall out of her mouth.

I lay there with a huge grin on my face as she slid up my body and lay prone on me, her body, soft and warm as she pressed her body on mine. My hands instinctively went to her soft ass and I pulled her hips to me, she ground her hips on my crotch as we kissed deeply. I tasted myself on her tongue as they fought a wet fierce battle. 

We broke our kiss after some nibbling on each others necks and small kisses on her face. "Damn Patsy, That was fucking amazing, your such a slut!" I laughed. Her teeth showed as she grinned at me. 

"If you only knew Rick!"

"Well, I hope to find out Patsy, and the sooner the better." I told her.

She rose up, sitting on my crotch, her pussy was wet I could feel it on me, the moistness was directly on my dick, I reached up and unbuttoned the top of her summer dress, my eyes waiting for her breasts to come into view. I didn't wait long as the pink tipped nipples broke out, Patsy helped me slide the top off her shoulders and I ran my hands over her firm tits. The nipples hard and waiting for manipulation, oral or manual, I choose oral as she fell forward giving me access to them easily.

I loved everything about her breasts, the texture as they rolled over my tongue, the firmness as they hung just a bit in such a way as only to make them more desirable, I even loved every tan colored freckle on each one, I could spend all day loving on them. As I suckled on one my hand went to her soft buttocks, just something else to love about her, they way her hips flared out from her small waist, the belly with a small amount of midriff bulge, the way her red hair made a small line up almost to her belly button.

I was trying to work her dress off while not letting her get off of me, it wasn't going to work, so Patsy stood up on the bed and dropped the dress on me, before kicking it off with her foot. She then stood over me and my eyes went up her body, from her legs to her face, only after stopping at her thick red bush, the dark tipped pussy lips slightly open, exposing her wetness, as the hairs, matted from her juices as she had ground it on my crotch.

As she lowered herself back on me I pulled her lower legs, forcing her pussy over my face, I had to taste her. I was not disappointed in her taste as it flowed over my face, my arms came around from under her ass to be able to grab her pussy lips, opening them for my tongue to have easier access to Patsy's honey pot. I had no trouble sliding my tongue over her pussy as it was so slick. It was hard to comprehend that a lady would get so excited from sucking a mans dick, but obviously Patsy did. It only took a second before she was grinding her beautiful pussy on my face, her hands behind my head, pulling me deeper in to her slit.

"Oh Shit, Lick it, Fuck yes. Ahhhhh! Yes, lick me good baby. Make me cum, Oh fuck, I love it." She said as she ground her pussy on me harder. 

I licked her slit, then hit her clit, when I did that Patsy shivered, almost as if she had been outside in the cold and not dry from a shower. I felt the goose bumps rise on the insides of her legs as she came, her fluids running out of her like a faucet as she froze, not moving an inch while she came. 

She stayed like that for almost a minute as she shook and I kept nibbling on her clit, then licking back down the slick slit and back to her throbbing clit. I felt her come once more before her grip loosened on my head and her legs relaxed, she relaxed so much that she forgot I was under her I guess, because I felt all of her weight fall on my face, covering my nose to a point I could not breath. I had to push on her before she realized what was happening to me.

Patsy rolled off me and lay on her back, apologizing to me as her breathing slowly returned to normal. Her chest heaving as she did, My eyes on her breasts as the rose and fell with each breath. I was wore out and turned on my side to look at her, soaking up every inch of her, wanting to remember her like this, sweat soaked with a satisfied glow on her face. She turned and gazed at me, her beautiful smile lighting the room. "Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?" she asked.

"You taught me just now Patsy!" I told her with a shit eating grin on my face. 

"Well I guess I taught you right then Rick, No one has even made me come like that from eating me out."

I beamed with pride at hearing that, never having been told anything more than "Hurry up before we get caught!" from the girls I had sex with in my car.

Patsy moved her hand to my stomach and lazily made circles on it, tickling me as I squirmed from the feeling. I moved closer to her and lay my head in the crook of her neck, inhaling her perfume/sweat, my eyes closed as I rested on her and she put an arm around me and held me tight. The next thing I knew I was waking up, Patsy sleeping beside me, her arm still around me and mine across her belly. I couldn't help but give her cheek a small kiss, her eyes opened lazily and she smiled at me. Looking at the clock I saw it was nearly 3 in the afternoon. Shit, it was only Noon when we had fallen asleep, we both must've needed the nap badly, and I couldn't imagine a better way to wake up, than looking at her face.

I had to pee, so I went to her bedrooms restroom and was peeing when she walked in, I pinched it off out of instinct of being caught peeing when someone came in unexpected. "No, don't stop, I like to watch that." Patsy said with her eyes glued to my dick in my hand.

"For real Patsy? Whatever rings your bell I guess." And I let it begin to flow again, she moved around more to my front and watched as my piss hit the toilet. When I had finished and started to shake it, her hand reached over and took it lightly from me and shook it for me. I have to admit it felt good, but damn it was embarrassing to have her do that for me. I grinned as she made the stream go in circles looking amazed at the way it flowed, aimed by her warm soft hand.

After I had finished peeing, she shook it off, it sure felt strange as she did. Then she sat on the toilet and peed herself, uh, I didn't ask to aim it for her. I listened to it as it splashed below her legs into the bowl. Patsy then climbed into the shower, I followed her. We bathed each other, giggling like kids as we played, it was such a sight to watch as she washed her red hair, the soapy water running down her body and then helping her wash her strong back. I couldn't help but snicker when she washed me, not being use to having someone bath me, but it was such a wonderful feeling having it done.

We climbed out of the tub and Patsy passed me a towel then grabed her one, I went behind her and dried her off, then turned her around to get her front. My eyes wide open as I stared at her sensuous body, still not fully understanding why Will would go outside his marriage for sex, not when Patsy was as hot and loved fucking so much. His loss was my gain I guess, I was sure not going to bitch about the way it had turned out for me.

Going back to her bedroom I was reaching for my clothes, when we heard the front door open. Fuck, it was Will, and I was naked as I ever had been, so was Patsy. We tried to dress, but the small size of the apartment didn't give us enough time to finish. I had just puilled my pants up and she barley had her panties on when he came into the room. We could tell he had been drinking and when he saw us trying to get dressed, he went ballistic. Calling her horrible names then turning his wrath towards me.

I was terrified, Will out weighed me by at least 40 pounds and stood a head taller than me, if there was a fight, I would surely come out worse for wear. His eyes glared at her then me, screaming what sorry motherfucker's we were, not once considering he had been out with another woman himself just the night before., I was still trying to dress, knowing we could never explain away our being undressed, I didn't even try. He walked over to Patsy as she bent over and reached for her dress, when she rose up he slapped her.

She spun around, landing on the bed on her side, grabbing her face where he had struck her. I couldn't stand there and let him do that, so I jumped on his back and threw my arm around his neck, choking him as tightly as I could. He backed up, smashing me against the bedroom wall, his body crushing mine causing me to lose my grip around him. The next thing I saw was stars as he began beating the shit out of me. I got in one or two licks, but they were not effective at all. Patsy was screaming at him to stop before he killed me, I could only hope he listened to her. He pounded on me a few more time, and she had tried to grab his arms, he shoved her off him like a gnat, she fell backwards as he did. She let him know in no uncertain terms, he was to leave before she called the cops, and if her ever came back she would have him put in jail, if he lived long enough to get there. Knowing Patsy, I knew she meant it, I had been hunting with her, she didn't miss her shots often.

He stopped hitting me and looked in his closet, grabbed a suitcase, threw a few clothes in it, and turned to leave. He looked at me with hate filled eyes, then kicked me in my ribs before leaving. I lay on the floor gasping for breath, each intake of air, burning like a raging fire as it seared through my upper body. We heard the door slam as he left, Patsy rushed over to me, leaning over, her eye swelling from where he had slapped her, my own eye almost closed now from my own swelling. Her arm went under mine as she helped me to my feet, the pain almost caused me to blackout, we stood there, swaying as my head cleared and we eased over to the bed.

Patsy ran in and got some ice in a plastic bag, then wrapped it in a wet cloth, placed it on my face as I lay on my side that had not been nearly kicked in. I have never hurt like I did right now, and then the thought came to me, How in the fuck was I ever going to explain this to my parents. The fight, perhaps I could, but I know Will good enough to know he isn't going to be quiet about this. In fact it would surprise me if he wouldn't stop at a corner store and call them, letting them know what Patsy and I had been doing. Leaving out what he had done, but that would not matter to them, hearing we had been fucking would be enough.

I explained my thoughts to Patsy, she listened intently as I went through the whole scenario, then she told me what she thought about it all. "We are both adults, we are not blood relation, so they can just get over it!" I had to admire her for that, and besides, she was right. People may not like the fact that we had sex together, but there is no law against it, yeah I thought, Fuck Em!

She decided to call them before Will could, I just waited for the damn to burst when she did, and fell asleep, cringing every time I moved. The next thing I heard woke me up, it was my step mom gasping at the sight of me, beaten, bruised and swollen. I couldn't open my eye from the swelling, and it hurt like hell to breathe, Dad helped me dress and took me to the Hospital. I was expecting a severe ass chewing and more, but it never came. He seemed more concerned about my well being, a good talking to could wait I guess. I was checked into a room for overnight observation, We were told there could possibly be internal bleeding, bla, bla, bla....

When I woke up Monday morning, Patsy was sleeping in the chair next to my bed, her red hair flowed out on the pillow she had, her legs curled up under her. She was sure pretty laying there like that, forgetting I was injured, I started to roll over and get up to pee. Bad move, I almost dried out from the pain, I did let out a big groan that woke her up. 

"Hey there, how are you feeling?" She asked me.

"Everywhere I can feel hurts like hell Patsy, But I will live I think. Worse for wear, but I'll heal." I tried to grin, but even that hurt. She got up and helped me to the bathroom, I thought she was going to ask to hold it while I peed again, but she didn't thankfully. The Drs. Gave me the OK to leave around 11 A.M. and Dad was there to take me home, we all rode in relative silence, Patsy followed us in her car.




Step-Sister's Love Ch. 02



We pulled up to the house and I hobbled inside, after sitting down, waiting for the axe to fall. Patsy sat beside me and held my hand fo support. Mom and Dad sat there trying to find the words to say but when they found them, they didn't pull any punches with us. Patsy and I took it all in, never rebutting any thing, shit we knew what we did, and the consequences of our actions. After they finished on us, Dad asked "So what now? What are you two going to do now? Stop? Keep on? What?"

All good questions, hell, I didn't want to stop, I had waited to long to start. Patsy just said, "We'll see." If I had said something like that, I would've gotten my ass chewed out, after they whipped my ass, but Patsy could always talk to them and they listened. Mom and Patsy went in to make lunch and I went to bed.

Later on Mom brought me in a sandwich and drink, she didn't say much, just gave me the food and left. I ate and took a nap, when I woke up the house was silent, I eased out of bed and slowly went in the living room, Patsy was sleeping on the couch. I looked for mom and dad, but the were gone. I went back in the living room and turned the TV on, keeping the volume low I stared at the screen thinking about what all had happened. I guess I made too much noise, because she woke up.

"How are you feeling now?" she asked me. "Still too sore to run a Marathon, but a little better I guess." I answered. She leaned over and gave me a light hug, not wanting to cause me any pain, I put my arm around her and my head on her shoulder. Patsy always smelled so good, so fresh, I lay there thinking of what all had happened the past few weeks in our lives, and even in my pain, I smiled at what had transpired between Patsy and I.

Mom and Dad came home shortly after, and we sat at the table and talked about it all, They took it all in, how Patsy and I felt about each other, and how they felt about that. Patsy asked me if I had any plans for the future, I told her I did.

We ended up married about two months after her divorce came through, we did move to another town where no one knew of us. And for the last 7 years, we have been as happy as can be expected for a married couple, and our son is 4, with red hair and his mothers freckles.

Authors Note:

This story is Pure Fantasy, it never happened. It was only written for, You the Reader and my own enjoyment only! 

I do NOT believe in, or participate in Incest, Violence towards Women OR the Sexual Abuse of a Child of any age, consenting or not!

If you enjoyed this story, please drop me an email with any suggestions or fantasies you would like to read about. 

Yes, I am a warped individual, but at least I still have my sense of humor! ;-)



Step Sister's Surprise



Ever since our parents moved away to China to capture the growing economic market, Rachel and I got the whole house to ourselves, which at first became tedious as we didn't have the money to hire Mexicans to clean it. Rachel is my step sister that I've known since I was 14, and she was 12 at the time. Now, 6 years later I came back to the house for the summer and Rachel and I decided to spend some quality bondage time together. 

I suggested the idea of camping to her, and Rachel quickly agreed. In fact we decided to go that very day. I went to pack my stuff, and she went to pack hers. 

While I was packing clothes, I walked past Rachel's room, and her door was ajar, and very coincidentally my peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a vast number of her skin showing. While I was grabbing my clothes I couldn't help but feel slightly uncomfortable in my nether regions. On the way back I walked slower past her door, and stopped at the crack so I could have another glimpse. 

Rachel was bending over her suitcase in nothing but a blue pair of Victoria's Secret underwear. Her round ass outlined two beautiful curves that contrasted with her skinny waist, and her long tanned legs spanned to the floor and reflected the sun's light from the outside. 

I quickly walked away before she noticed, and continued my packing. 

During the trip to the mountain we were listening to the radio and ironically a program describing romantic getaways came on. The voice on the radio was describing a new location where couples could go camping. I felt this was a very weird time to hear that commercial. 

"Imagine we went to the camp to hook up like the couples do," said Rachel. 

This was a typical joking manner of Rachel so I just said "That's ridiculous."

When we got to the mountain we left the car in the lot and carried our things with us, as we went into the forest to find place to set up camp. The forest was so thick and branchy that it was hard to imagine anyone seeing what is going on here. Interestingly enough it looked quite abandoned as the parking lot wasn't just empty but also unkempt with old leaves laying around. 

Rachel and I kept walking until we found a beautiful lake sitting by the side of a cliff. It was half surrounded by the cliff, and the other half was protected but the forest, and it dwindled into a little river that peered into the depths of the foliage. 

Rachel and I stopped there. The private yet fresh air of the forest made me feel very one with nature. Before the thought even hit my head, Rachel exclaimed "Let's jump in the lake!" 

But as she said this I saw all her clothes fly off and she was left with nothing but her blue panties I saw earlier and a matching bra. Her breasts were a pair of magnificent orbs, a true perfection of geometry. I couldn't help but notice their presence as they bounced one by one with each of her strides, as if they had minds of their own to pop out of her bra. Rachel's curvy back made her ass stand out even more. She jumped into the lake and bellowed me to join her. 

I took of my clothes and put on my swimming trunks and followed her in. The water was a nice comfortable warm, which didn't help to ease my unexpected half-boner at the sight of Rachel's curves. Rachel did some swimming routine and some flips in the water which only exposed more of her perfectly tanned legs to me. I decided I'm going to swim bit as well to cool off these sinful thoughts, but not before Rachel swam up to me. 

"Big brother, I'm so thankful for you. You do so many things for me, I don't know where I would be without you. I just want to take this moment to show you how much I appreciate your role in our relationship," she said. 

I didn't quite know what to say so I just gave her a hug, but I completely forgot that my dick was half erect and it brushed against her leg. She either didn't notice it or ignored it completely, and she gave me a tight embrace. Then she stepped down and continued looking at me in the eyes. 

"I never noticed how you really grew up, both physically and mentally. You make me proud to be your big brother," I said. This seemed like something appropriate to say. Rachel's curly brown hair was just long enough to be past her shoulders, and it ended right where her breast began to connect to her shoulder. 

"I noticed you looking at me when I was packing today," Rachel said after a brief silence.

"Oh really? I'm sorry, I was just walking by and I was surprised to see how much you've grown," I said.

"So you admit I'm pretty hot," Rachel said as she made an evil wink at me. 

"Well... Yeah!" I said. 

"You're pretty perverted for a big brother. Looking at your little sister undress," said Rachel. 

I didn't know what to say to her, so I just looked down, but only saw that my boner was at full erectile capacity now. It was still under the water so maybe Rachel didn't notice. 

Rachel moved in closer to me until her thigh rubbed right on my dick. 

"So you admit to being a dirty brother," she said. She moved her leg slightly upwards and downwards against my crotch, teasing me on purpose. 

I didn't know what to do. My sister was seducing me and I couldn't tell myself to stop. It was so wrong, and yet it felt so good as if breaking a long forbidden rule. 

"What would mom and dad say?" I asked her. 

"They don't have to know," Rachel replied. "They aren't here, after all. This is our little vacation," she said as she turned around, and brought her hand right on my cock and grabbed it. She started walking towards the edge of the lake, leading me by the cock, meanwhile swinging her beautiful ass so I couldn't take nye yes off of it. 

Those luscious curves met at a deep crevice that was shown by the bend in her underwear. I could only imagine how deep the crevice was: the underwear strap disappeared into darkness between her ass cheeks, where they came together. The water made her skin shiny and you could tell her ass had goose bumps. 

"I know you want me," Rachel said. "I know you've wanted me for a long time." 

It was true. I have always been sneaking peeks at Rachel's sexy body throughout my knowing her, but I always thought of it as a forbidden fantasy and nothing to consider seriously. But now that this was happening, I felt butterflies in my stomach. My mind cleared of everything else as I felt like this was the ultimate paradise: my forbidden dream come true, and nothing else would ever be as pleasurable as what was about to happen. My belly filled with butterflies as my cock reached immeasurable hardness in Rachel's hand. 

Rachel stopped walking and my dick rubbed against the crease of her ass. 

"Get down," she said. I sat down behind her ass, and looking at it from above, saw the tanned dark orange spheres crease where her legs are to create a voluminous mass of perfect circularity. Rachel grabbed my head and pushed me down against the ground, and kneeled down to put her ass on my face. This is definitely not how I imagined this would happen a moment ago. A sudden devil seemed to come out of Rachel, and overpowering character fueled by lust that turned her from the innocent joking girl I used to know into a sex goddess. She wiggled her ass so that my nose and mouth dug deeper in between her wet ass cheeks. I could feel her pussy lips rub against my mouth through her blue underwear. 

A couple hours ago I would never have imagined that these panties would be rubbing against my mouth. Rachel wrapped her legs around my head for support to dig my face deeper in her ass. Meanwhile with her hands she untied my trunks and before I knew it, my cock was inside a warm, wet hole with undulating walls that massaged it at a pulsating rate. I could feel myself rising to climmax at the fastest rate I've ever experienced: her mouth was like a vacuum. 

I reached with my hands to take off her panties. I slipped them off her ass, right before she buried it back onto my face. I placed my hands on her round, thick ass cheeks and spread them apart, to find her tight round asshole looking back at me. The small puckered hole looked like it had never been given the pleasure it deserves, I thought as the smell of her nether regions permeated me only to make my dick even harder as Rachel sucked on it. 

This had all happened so fast, that I was operating purely on animal instincts. I dug my face into her pussy, licking her lips and parting them from each other with my own lips. I felt her warm pussy juice drip onto and inside my mouth. It tasted sweet and pungent, driving em crazily to make her feel as pleasured as she did to me. 

I took my tongue and ran it into her ass crease. I licked up and down, lubricating the entire passage, kissing the sides of her ass cheeks, and finally concentrating on her glorious little ass hole. I circled my tongue around it, and then sucked on the entrance with my mouth. I stuck my tongue as deeply as I could into it, only to be met with the tightness of its walls. I saw Rachel arch her back as her mouth left my cock and she moaned in pleasure. She relaxed the grip of her legs on my head and let go as she turned around and lay on her back next to me, her legs in the air. 

Before I could move, Rachel had her legs on me. She was rubbing my body with her feet, which were soft and had black nail polish. They stopped at my nipples and squeezed them. My cock longed for release and as much as I found her legs to be exotically perfect, I just wanted to cum all over her body. Rachel brought one of her feet up to my mouth and the other worked its way towards my cock. 

I met her sweet little toes with my open mouth and my tongue ran around each one in turn, before I licked her foot all around. Its glorifying curved shape embellished her perfectly tan and beautiful legs, as I passionately licked it to express how hot those legs were to me. Meanwhile her other foot was stroking my dick. I felt her toes squeeze around my head and massage the most sensitive part, bringing me so close to climax that I could feel like I would burst all my lustful feeling at any moment. 

She took her foot out of my mouth, followed by several strings of my saliva, and brought it down on my cock. Using the saliva as lube she rubbed it with both her soles together, her soft toes rubbing against the edge of my head. 

I felt my dick pulsate throbbingly as I ejaculated all over her little toes. I saw that she had taken her breasts out of her bra and was playing with her nipples as her flushed face was looking at mine with lustful passion. This made me cum even harder as my load covered her feet. She brought her feet to her mouth to lick all of my cum off while she was looking straight at me. 

"Big brother, your cum tastes so good, I want more of it," Rachel whispered to me. 

She then grabbed me by the hair and shoved my head into her pussy. I started eating her out again, and put two fingers into her pussy. They slid in easily because she was so wet from what she was doing to me. I rubbed the insides of her tight pussy with my fingers as I licked her clit, and I could tell how much she liked it as she dug her toes into the earth from orgasmic ecstasy. 

This continued for a bit before I noticed that my cock was hard again. 

Rachel got up and pushed me on the ground again. She took off her panties completely and shoved them in my mouth. I could taste her pungent pussy juice. She climbed on top of me and let her breasts flow over my face. Using her hands to keep my arms locked to the ground, she rubbed her chest all over mine. My dick was throbbing hard but in pain because it was still sensitive from my last orgasm. 

Rachel brought her nipples to my mouth. They were red and engorged as I sucked on them in turn, rubbing my tongue on the hard center as I tried to suck in as much of her breast as I could into my mouth. Meanwhile I could feel her rubbing her wet pussy against my cock. 

As I was sucking her luscious breasts, I felt my cock easily slip into her pussy. It felt even more amazing than her mouth: The tight walls remed perfectly shaped for my cock, as their wet pulsating walls stroked my head. Rachel was on top and she was riding me like nobody ever has before, she used her ass as a weight to slam her pussy down hard on me, only to have it go back up by her easily lubricated pussy. She rubbed her mid section against me in quick horizontal motions, which not only stroked my cock but had it enter every angle of the inside of her pussy as the motion forced my cock from side to side. 

Out of nowhere, still with her panties in my mouth, I saw her hand go up, and she sapped me square in the face. I tried to mumble my surprise, but she clamped my mouth with her palm and said "Shut up, this is your punishment for checking me out when I wasn't looking," she said. She brought her mouth down to my nipples and nibbled on them sensually, before biting them. This brought a wave of shock over me and I felt my cock thrust even deeper into her pulsating pussy, which in turn made her moan into my chest. Seeing her hot body above mine turn dmd on so much that I felt on the edge of cumming again. I tried to ask her if she was on birth control, but nothing but mumbled moans came out of me as I still had her panties in my mouth. This only made her thrust on my dick even faster, and I could feel that she was about to cum because her pussy tightened up. The tightness brought me over the edge, as I deposited my load deep in her pussy. Rachel moaned in orgasm as her pussy contracted against my dick, and she collapsed next to me. 

"We're not even close to being done," she said as she looked at me with rosy cheeks.



Step-son Comes Home Ch. 01



My husband and I divorced several years ago. However I had helped to raise his children and they often called on me when they were having hard times. So it was no surprise when the phone rang and it was my step-son Dewey. He and his girlfriend were splitting up and he needed someplace to go. His real mother had nothing to do with him and his father was out of the country. I had no problem with him coming and staying with me. It was the house he had grown up in and he would be comfortable here. 

I wasn't used to having people in the house however. I had lived alone for three years and could do what I wanted when I wanted. At 40 I was in excellent shape. My 5'9" frame was just as thin as ever, my boobs weren't as perky as they had once been but they still looked good. I loved my body, my boobs were round and firm a little larger than a grapefruit, my flat stomach made them look bigger. 

Dewey had been back home for about three weeks now and quite honestly he was home so rarely that I forgot he lived there most of the time. I had gone to bed early, and was watching one of my favorite videos. I had been horny all day and need a little relief before I went to sleep.

As I watched the girl in the video get double teamed, I started playing with my own pussy. Wishing it was me. That was something I had always wanted to happen, but my husband had been a bit of prude in the bedroom. I had always loved the thought of getting double drilled. 

I had turned my vibe on low and was slowly working my pussy and I guess I was moaning. I hadn't realized it though and I was surprised to hear a small gasp.

"Mom what are you doing?"

"What does it look like?"

"Well...it looks like you're enjoying yourself."

"Oh, I am. It feels good."

"I should go, I shouldn't be watching this."

"You want to watch though don't you? That's why you're still there." I don't know why I said that to him. I should have told him to leave.

"It's so hot to see you doing that. I've thought about it a lot over the years. I mean it's not like we're related and I didn't know if it was really wrong to have these fantasies about you."

Some might have thought it was but I didn't. I thought it was sexy that my 25 year old step-son thought I was hot and thought about having sex with me. How much more flattering of a compliment can you get. 

"You want to fuck me?"

"Yeah and so do all my friends. We've always talked about how hot you were. It's not like you didn't want us to look, the way you dressed."

"Let me see how much. Take off your clothes."

Without reservation he removed his clothes and stood before me. His cock was bigger than his fathers; I knew now why all the girls were after him. His cock was 13" long and had a nice 4 or 5" girth to it. A woman who could take all of it would have to be proud. 

Seeing it, I couldn't help but lick my lips. It was hard as a rock and begging for attention. 

"How many girls have taken all of that monster?"

"None, I'm sure someone will someday."

"Tell me what you want to do to me."

"I want to fuck you fast and hard. And all night long."

Now having been without a man in such a long time what was I to do? The only sex I have had was with myself. And I wanted a cock, I craved it. I didn't say yes or no, but I kept working my pussy letting him watch. He would steal glances between me and the TV. The moans from both were filling the room. 

Once I had cum, I stood and went to my closest. Inside I had a video camera and a tripod. I was going to record this so I could have it to look back on. It didn't seem to intimidate him instead it excited him. Once the camera was set up, I plugged it into the TV so we could watch the action as it happened. 

Taking him by the hand I led him to my king size bed. Our first kiss was a little awkward, but then it changed quickly and before long he was kissing me hard and passionately. Our bodies were rubbing against each other and I was enjoying the feel of his solid body. I lie down on the bed and spread my legs inviting him in. He lay down on top of me with his cock resting between my legs. But I was getting the full treatment; if I was crossing the line I wanted it all. 

I gently pushed on his shoulders until his face was between my legs. When his tongue made first contact I thought I would explode. He sucked my clit between his teeth and nibbled on it and before long I found myself humping his face. He was relentless. Licking and sucking on my clit, his fingers pounding in and out of my pussy. I was going crazy and we were just beginning. 

"Oh baby, that feels so good. I love it." I moaned. We hadn't discussed what would ruin the mood for either of us. But I didn't think that would. 

"Mmmmm you like that?" he said against my now soaking wet pussy.

Before I could answer he was working his way lower with his fingers. He had started working a finger into my smallest hole and was working it wider. I hadn't stopped cumming. It was more than I could take. 

When I came back to my senses, I reach over in my bedside table where I had an array of toys. The internet was a wonderful place for anonymity. You could buy anything you wanted and no one knew. 

Now it was his turn, I pushed him on to his back and with his eyes closed, he waited. Inside my drawer I had several toys; if he wanted to play I wanted to see how far he would go. Lubing up an anal plug, I moved between his legs and started to suck his cock. Teasing the head, before taking more of him into my mouth.

"Oh Mom that feels so good he moaned."

I hesitated before starting again. I was waiting for it to feel wrong but it didn't. So I continued. I started taking more and more of him into my mouth. Taking hold of his legs I push them back and as I moved further down on his cock, I started to insert the plug. He resisted at first, but I persisted. I just kept taking more and more of his cock in my mouth and with each inch that disappeared, he seemed to relax and allow more of the plug. By the time I had his cock almost completely down my throat the plug was all the way in. 

"Oh Mom that feels so fucking good."

"You like what Mom is doing to her boy?"

"Oh yeah. It's so fucking hot. I want to fuck you so bad."

I had a few more surprises for him. Reaching the drawer again I pulled out some anal beads and ask him to do the honors. He did so with great excitement. Once they were in I reach inside for one final treat. I had a cock ring. The anal plug, and the cock ring had vibes in them and I was anxious to see how he would be able to take it. With the cock ring in place, I reached between his legs and turned on the plug. His moan of pleasure filled the room. Then I turned on the cock ring and I think he would have exploded right then and there if it hadn't been for the ring.

Climbing on top of him I slowly worked my way down on that gorgeous cock. 

"Oh Dewey it feels so good."

"You like my cock, Mom? You like having my big cock in your pussy?"

"Oh yeah it feels so good."

"I never knew my Mom was such a cock whore."

I didn't say a work; I just started working my way down on his enormous cock.

I wanted to have all of him inside of me. When I felt the vibrations of his cock ring getting closer and closer to my clit, I had to do it and taking him almost all the way out of me I plunged back down on him. Taking him all inside of me. The moment the egg on his cock ring make contact with my clit I came and came hard. I stayed still for a couple of seconds, but then I was being rolled over onto my stomach. He was still inside of me, and was pushing me to my knees. 

"Oh Mom, it's time I showed you want a good son can do. That's what you want isn't it. You want your only son to fuck you good and hard."

"Yes son, show your Mommy how it's done. Fuck me son, fuck me hard."

My words seemed to spur him on, and before I knew it was pounding his cock in and out of me. He wasn't talking to me, but he kept saying how hot it was to be fucking his Mom. 

He wouldn't wait to tell his friends what a hot fuck I had been. 

"That's it son fuck me, it feels so good." I moaned.

"If you like my cock, Mom wait until I get Shawn up here."

I wasn't sure what he was talking about, but I didn't care, he had started to remove the anal beads and I was again in another state of mindlessness.

"Fuck me son, show Mommy what it's all about."

Again my words seemed to turn him on. He pounded me harder and faster and finally I knew he had removed the cock ring as his moan filled the room.

"Here it comes Mommy, I'm filling you with my cum."

I felt squirt after squirt of his hot liquid fill me. We collapsed on the bed panting. 

I didn't think this would ever happen again. But it didn't matter if it did. I had the video tape and I would have it forever to look back on.



Step-son Comes Home Ch. 02



After a night of sex, we woke the following morning and went about our business. Neither of us mentioning what had happened the night before. I was pretty sure it wasn't going to happen again. But I had the video to look back on. I hadn't looked at it yet, but I knew it was going to be hot. I had so many fantasies. Now I could add fucking my step-son to the list. Even though I had had him I knew it would want him again. 

Most my fantasies were on the taboo side. I wanted to be tagged team, which was something I hadn't started thinking about until I was in my 30's. I thought was hot to watch gay sex, and I wanted to use a strap on and fuck someone. Guy or girl it didn't matter to me. I wasn't sure what that said about me as a person. I just thought it meant I was horny.

Dewey and I hadn't spoken of the incident between us. We just went on about our business. It was the middle of July and we were having some excessively high heat indexes. Most nights I would swim before I went to bed. It helped me to relax and to cool off. 

It was Friday night and the temperature had been 104 with excessively high humidity. I came home from work and went right out to the pool. Living in a secluded area I was able to swim naked whenever I wanted. My suit was sticking to me and I couldn't wait to be out of it. Driving in to the cool water I found myself relaxing instantly.

After about an hour of swimming, I decided I would get something to eat and go to my room. I had air conditioning there and I would be able to get some work done. Wrapping a towel around myself I walked into the kitchen and grabbed something to eat. Feeling better I started making my way down the hall. I stopped halfway to my room as I heard noise coming from the family room.

Tiptoeing down the hall I peeked around the corner to find Dewey and his friend Shawn and Mike watching our homemade movie.

"Dude, I can't get over how hot your mom is." 

"No shit Dewey, I can't believe you fucked her. That is so hot."

I couldn't believe he was showing it to his friends. We had never said we wouldn't, I just didn't think he would. 

Dewey was sitting in a chair by himself but Shawn and Mike were sitting in the sofa next to each other and I was surprised when they started jerking each other off. Dewey didn't seem to think anything of it. He just watched the screen and licked his lips. I wanted to see just how far these young men were willing to go. Perhaps I could fulfill several fantasies in one night. 

Knowing the boys were in the other room watching me and Dewey going at it excited me. I quickly started working my pussy. I was so excited. I came almost instantly. Reaching in my purse I called the house phone and was delighted when Dewey answered it on the second ring, allowing the video to continue playing in the back round. I could hear our moans from our previous encounter.

"Dewey."

"Oh hey Mom what's up?"

"You are? Are you still stroking that big cock of yours?"

"Umm yes."

"Is Shawn sucking Mikes cock yet?"

"Yeah how did you know?"

"Dewey, do you want to fuck Mommy again?"

"More than anything, you know that."

"Will you do whatever I say and ask?"

"Yes."

"I want to watch the three of you fuck each other. Then I want to take all three of you on. Will you do that for me?"

"Umm."

"I'm waiting. I want to watch you fuck one of those guys in the ass. It will turn on me on like nothing else. But first sneak down here and cover your cock with my juices and then have Mike suck it off."

To my surprise he was in my room in a flash, completely naked and with a raging hard-on. He didn't hesitate and pushed himself inside of me. I was soaking wet and soon you could hear slurping noises. 

"Now call Mike to come here." I had already set the video camera up. It was recording and I was going to get all the action. 

Within seconds, Mike was standing in the door way to my bedroom, his jeans open but his cock stuffed inside of them. 

"Get your clothes off." I instructed him.

Once they were off, I told him to suck Dewey's cock. It must have been something he always wanted to do because he was on his knees in a flash and licking and sucking Dewey like a man starved. When Dewey started to moan, I knew he was seeing Mike sucking his cock, he was just enjoying the feeling. Mike had commented a couple of times on how good my pussy tasted on Dewey cock. But each time he would start to talk, Dewey would push his cock deeper down his throat.

"Tell me son, does that feel good? Be honest."

"Oh yeah Mom, he's a good cock sucker."

About that time Shawn walked into the bedroom. He was completely naked and his enormous cock stuck straight out from his body. It was easily the biggest cock I had ever seen. At least 15" long and about three inches in girth. I couldn't wait to have it inside of me. Having seen all the boys' cocks I had decided what would go where when the time came.

He didn't ask or wait; he moved in behind Mike and pushed his cock inside of him. It was probably the hottest dirtiest thing I had ever seen and I was totally enthralled. As I watched the three men I started playing with my pussy. I was getting so hot; I thought I would go nuts. Sean and Mike both came within minutes. They had been over stimulated by the movie. But surprisingly Dewey was still rock hard. He pulled his cock from Mike's eager mouth and moved to the bedside table. Reaching in he pulled out the cock ring and put it on himself. The look in his eye told me I was going to get fucked but good. 

Climbing on the bed, he put my legs on his shoulder and pushed inside of me in one long hard thrust. "I took a Viagra; I'm going to fuck you for a long long time. When we're done with you, you won't be able to walk. But even better when I'm done with you, you want let anyone else fuck you. I'm going to fuck you like the whore you are. That's what you want isn't it Mom. To be fucked like a whore."

I didn't know what had come over him, but I couldn't speak I was so turned on. He started moving slowly at first, but before long he was pulling almost completely out of me and ramming back inside. "How's that feel, tell your son how good it feels to have his young hard cock in your pussy."

"Oh Dewey it feels so good. I love the way you fuck me. You're such a good mother fucker."

He was ramming his cock in and out of me his balls slapping against my ass. I was in heaven. I hadn't been this turned on, ever. I heard movement in the room and was surprised to see Shawn on the bed. He was talking to Dewey but all I could hear was buzzing. Before I knew it Shawn was on his back and I was slowly lowering myself onto his huge cock. There was no way I was taking all of this monster. 

It was all happening so fast now. I felt my ass cheeks being pulled apart and then the lube being pushed into the nether regions. "This is it Mom your fantasy come true." 

He pushed himself inside of me and I let out a moan of shear joy. It was a truly awesome feeling. Both of these men had such big cock and I felt full. Dewey took a hold of my hair and pulled my head back and there was Mike directing his cock into my mouth. 

This was it, this was what I had wanted and I started cumming. I couldn't stop coming. 

"Dewey, your Mom is such a good fuck. I can't believe it."

"I know, she loves cock. Don't you Mom. You love all this cock in you don't you."

Mike was the first to cum and he shot his load deep into my mouth. Filling it with his hot sticky juice. Leaning over I kissed Shawn and we shared the taste of Mikes cum and soon he was shooting his load inside of me. Dewey on the other hand was still going strong. 

With Shawn's cock going soft inside of me, to my surprise Dewey stuck his cock in my pussy. I had two huge cocks inside of me. Shawn's had started to deflate but was soon on the rise again. I could hear Mike talking excitedly.

They pounded my pussy with their cocks; I couldn't take much more and was relived when both of them came inside of me. It felt like the two of them had unloaded a gallon of cum into my pussy. When they pulled out, there was cum running out of me. 

I lay on the bed panting. Unable to move. Dewey came up next to my ear and whispered. Next time you can dominate me Mommy. I think I'd like that. But for now you rest and when you feel up to it. Watch the video; I think you'll like it.



Step-Stories: Happy Birthday Ch. 01



Once again, she found herself nestled up to him on the couch, watching YouTube videos on his phone.

"Check out how this guy takes the turn! Cool, huh?"

"Mm-hmm," was her only response, briefly closing her eyes and inhaling deeply. His smell was intoxicating: detergent, winterfresh gum, and teenage body spray. She suppressed a shudder and tried to pay attention to the small screen in front of her.

He noticed the slight movement of his stepmother's breast against his upper arm and glanced at her. She was all legs with a trim waist and, though he was in town to celebrate her birthday with the family, didn't look anything like her thirty-two years. He had trouble keeping his eyes away from her chest; her v-neck pajama top had dipped dangerously low and he didn't want to alert her to the exposure, covering her amazing tits.

The clip ended and he quickly queued up a new video. As he adjusted the screen, she pulled her knees up and wrapped her arms around her legs to stretch her shoulders. He leaned back into the couch cushions and she allowed her knees to gently fall across his left thigh. She innocently rested her hands on her lap and shifted her upper body, situating herself so that her right breast rubbed his muscular flesh again.

He felt her hard nipple rake across his skin and had to consciously stop himself from taking her right then. Did she mean to do that? He had to believe that she knew how sexy she was but did she know that he noticed? And that he wanted her?

At the same time, she wondered if her eighteen year old stepson had sensed her arousal. If he was allowing their current closeness out of patient respect for his father's wife or if he relished each touch as she did. After a moment, she let her right hand slip from her lap and rest on his upper thigh.

He stayed silent, trying to play it cool. His heart pounded in his chest and he heard a rush pass through his head. He tried to inconspicuously spread his legs and slouched against the couch, hoping to encourage her further.

The corner of her mouth twitched with a smile at his posture and she quickly cleared her expression. She flicked her eyes at him briefly and noticed his cheeks were flushed. Taking that as a sign he was enjoying her attention, her hand began to roam. Using just the tips of her fingers, she began a gentle rubbing motion, barely allowing herself to caress his leg through his mesh gym shorts.

The video ended and he blindly clicked on the first suggested link. He didn't want anything to interrupt the movement of her hand or its slow migration across his lap. His chest began to rise and fall more rapidly, causing his breath to escape in an almost silent moan.

"Is this okay?" she whispered, her lips almost touching his earlobe.

"Yeah," was his succinct reply. He wanted to tell her how good it felt, how hot she was, how turned on she got him, but he was afraid any admission would cause her to freak out and run back to her room.

Having gone this far, though, there was no way she was going to give up now. She continued to examine his profile, the gallop of his pulse visible along his jaw. Her lips parted and she allowed her breath to warm his neck. She saw his eyes close and his head tilt back to rest on the cushions: it was now or never.

Her hand travelled a final inch and she was rewarded with her first touch of his large cock. Running her fingers over the length of his member, she estimated he was a good two inches longer than his father and a bit thicker. Reaching the base, she gripped him through his shorts and squeezed.

His mouth had fallen open when her long fingers first touched his cock and, at her grip, he turned to her as if in a trance. The phone slipped from his grasp as he licked his lips and leaned toward her.

As his young, handsome face drew closer, she slowly began to stroke him through the thin garment and breathed, "Is this okay?"

His response came as one of the most expertly administered kisses she had ever received. His lips were smooth and gentle, opening slightly after the initial contact for his thick tongue to barely dip into her mouth. The fuzz of his teenage mustache tickled her as he turned his head to open her to him. She knew that, from this moment on, the taste of winterfresh gum would make her instantly wet.

The kiss deepened and she felt his strong, warm hands begin to explore her body. He caressed her folded legs, still resting on his thigh, his right hand curving to grasp her round ass as the left slipped between her knees. He began to manipulate her through her tight yoga pants, pressing firmly against her opening before stroking upward to a circular rub at the top of her slit.

She arched against him as he shifted his weight, pushing her back against the couch and causing her feet to drop to the floor. Continuing the kiss, he ran his fingers under the waistband of her pajamas. Her hips rose at his touch and her tongue dove deeply into his mouth, her left hand reaching up to grip his neck to pull him closer.

At last, his hand sipped into her panties and he brushed her silky, wet cunt for the first time. She felt him grow harder and reached into his shorts. He was smooth and hot in her hand and she felt the sticky wetness of precum on his large, swollen head. As she rubbed her thumb over his dripping crown, he pressed through her slick folds and into her core.

She gasped as he instinctively curled his fingers to firmly stroke her g-spot. Raising her hips toward him, she humped against his hand as her own pulled wildly at his cock. He wrapped his free arm behind her, tightening his grip on her soft waist. Her breathing became erratic and he sealed his mouth to hers to stifle her mews of pleasure.

With a cry, the walls of her pussy began contracting on his thick fingers, coating his palm with sweet cream. He continued to rub her and she was surprised to feel herself squirt into his cupped hand. He moaned into her mouth at the sudden wetness and rubbed the heel of his soaked palm against her clit.

She felt him twitch and stopped stroking him, simply gripping the base of his cock firmly. She wasn't about to let his hot load go to waste. She pressed her ass back into the couch, causing his fingers to slip out of her.

Slowly, he withdrew his hand from her panties, being sure to rub her clit again on the way up, and tentatively looked at her. With a smile, she reached for his wrist and brought his hand to her mouth. Flicking out her tongue, she lapped at his wet palm and drew up his long fingers, finally bringing the calloused tips to her parted lips. With a swirl of her tongue, she took them into her mouth and treated his blunt digits to a preview of the attention she hoped to soon be giving his teenage rod.

She sucked and licked as she rhythmically squeezed his cock, feeling him begin to thrust against her hand. She looked up at him and allowed his fingers to fall away, using one hand to bring his lips to hers and the other to tug gently at his waistband. She pulled him into a deep kiss, pushing her tongue into his mouth so he could taste the remnants of her orgasm, and felt his hand join hers to pull down his shorts.

Breaking their kiss, he rose onto the couch and straddled her, his feet planted firmly on the cushions and his knees pinning her arms to her sides. One hand gripped the base of his staff, aiming it at her beautiful face, as the other gently stroked her hair. Twining his fingers in her brunette locks, he leaned toward her and brushed his head against her swollen lips.

She willingly parted for him, swirling her tongue around his helmet and then taking his eight inches in a single stroke. As she felt him touch the back of her mouth, she opened for him and her pride swelled as she felt him turn down her throat. His fingers contracted in her hair, holding her firmly as he began to slowly fuck her face. She sensuously ran her tongue along the ridge of his member and worked her arms free to squeeze and stroke his tight ass. In no time, she felt him tense and begin to pulse. Pulling his hips tightly to her, she milked his cock and swallowed each burst of his young, salty seed.

At last, his shudders stopped and he became still against her face. She ran her tongue along him once more as he released his grip on her hair and sank to his knees on top of her. She pulled him into another kiss and ran her hands over his well-muscled back.

"Happy birthday to me," she said and licked her lips.

"Happy birthday," he replied with a quiet laugh.

To be continued...



Step-Stories: Happy Birthday Ch. 02



(See Step-Stories: Happy Birthday, Pt. 1)

She went to bed with a smile on her face, a happy glow surrounding her as she curled up next to her husband. His hand reached out to sleepily circle her waist and she pressed her lips against his temple in response to his mumbled, "Love you."

She pondered the moonlight reflecting off the ceiling, reviewing the events of her birthday. Her husband had allowed her to sleep in that morning, arriving at her bedside when he heard her wake with a latte and an erection. She loved starting her day off with an orgasm and her husband did not disappoint. Beginning sweetly enough, their love-making had turned loud by the time she was fully awake. She didn't remember the presence of her teenage stepson in the house until she walked out of the bedroom, freshly fucked and sipping her coffee.

He had awoken early, as always, to go for a quick run before breakfast and expected to arrive back at the house to the sounds of his father in the kitchen. Instead, he was greeted with his stepmother's howls of pleasure from behind her closed bedroom door. He stood in the hallway, torn between his need to rinse off and the desire to hear more. Eventually, desire won and he began pulling at his cock through his sweaty shorts.

He leaned against the wall, listening to his stepmother moan and talk dirty to his father.

"Oh, fuck me baby! God, I love your cock. Harder! Give it to me, tear me up!"

He closed his eyes and stroked his thick staff, imagining she was speaking to him.

"Right there! Oh yeah, fuck my tight little pussy. Mmm, get it baby. You love fucking your dirty girl, don't you? Oh, God, that's it, more. More! I'm gonna cum, baby. Yes, YES! OH!"

He shot off in his pants as she cried out, groaning slightly and slumping over. He heard his father's baritone rumble and a feminine giggle, followed by a smack of a hand on what he expected was his stepmother's tight ass. Rising quickly, he went to the kitchen to wash his hands and down a glass of ice water.

He was heading back through the family room to go upstairs when he heard a door open and the padding of feet on the hardwood floor. Rounding the corner in nothing but panties and a cotton t-shirt, his stepmother was quite a sight. She was obviously enjoying the afterglow, her hair mussed and her still erect nipples plainly visible through the thin material, when she came up short less than three feet from him.

"Oh!" she gasped, a hand flying to her mouth. "Umm, hi! Good morning, I mean."

"Yeah, good morning." He tried not to stare at her too obviously as he took in her long legs, tight top, and perky tits. "Uh, happy birthday!"

She blushed furiously under his gaze but made no move to cover up. Taking a chance, he reached out and took his stepmother into a hug. His arms circled her back and pulled her close, pressing her hard nipples against his chest and her torso against his rising cock. He kissed her cheek and whispered, "I hope you like my gift as much as dad's."

She was searching for a response as he released her and she jumped at the sound of her husband exiting the bedroom, zipping his pants.

"Hey, man! Hope you remembered to wish our girl a happy birthday. Breakfast in thirty, okay?"

"Sure, Dad! I was just heading up for a shower." He took the stairs two at a time as his stepmother scurried back down the hall to find less revealing clothes.

Half an hour later, they were seated out on the deck with French toast, eggs, bacon, and mimosas. With a smile, his father raised his glass, "To my beautiful wife. You're every bit as lovely as the day we met. Happy birthday, love!"

He delivered a well-received kiss as the three of them clinked glasses and sipped the champagne cocktail. With a wink at his son, her husband rose briefly. "Excuse me for a moment, please." He returned momentarily with a small covered dish. "For the birthday girl," he declared, removing the silver lid with a flourish.

She squealed at the sight of the white satin bow atop a robin's egg blue box. "Love, really? For me?"

"Open it," he responded, a twinkle in his eye.

He squeezed her leg as she removed the ribbon and sighed lovingly at the silver necklace inside, a double heart lariat with a turquoise drop. As she removed the jewelry from its case, her husband reached out to take it from her. She turned obediently and lifted her hair, dipping her head slightly to expose her pale neck.

As she lowered her gaze, her eyes came to rest on her stepson's lap. Biting her lip, she remembered the girth she felt earlier that morning and suppressed a shudder. Had his excitement been for her?

At the same time, her stepson watched the delicate decoration settle on her chest. The dropped bead slid effortlessly across her smooth skin and came to rest in the slight crevasse above her breasts. Her top fell slightly open due to her posture and he caught a glimpse of her full tits and the scalloped edge of her lace bra. God, she was gorgeous.

His father's lips brushed her jaw and she let her hair fall lightly to her shoulders. She reached up a hand to cup her husband's face and kissed him. "Thank you, love."

The conversation floated about before turning to plans for the rest of the day. She announced her desire to lounge by the pool and the men offered to clean up breakfast so she could change. Her husband went inside to start on the pans as she finished her drink and her stepson began to clear the table.

"You know," she mentioned as she rose, "I bought myself a birthday present, too."

"Oh, yeah? What is it?"

"Just a little something to wear by the pool. I'll go put it on right now."

Her stepson watched her walk away, her ass swinging under her skirt, and had to adjust himself before continuing. With the stack of dishes in hand, he made his way to the kitchen and his father.

"Damn, Dad. How did you ever? I mean, wow."

His father chuckled, "What can I say? I'm a lucky guy."

"Yeah," his son let out a sigh, "you are."

"Ha! Let me guess, you overheard this morning?" His son nodded. "I figured from the wood you were sporting. She's amazing. I've got to say, it takes all I've got to keep up with her."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," he replied with a laugh. "She's never satisfied with just one of anything. But I learned a few things when I was your age that help."

"Wait, what?"

"Back when I had my first job, my boss was this hot older woman. She was about thirty-three or thirty-four and took me under her wing. I was eighteen, didn't know shit about pleasing a woman. It was all about me, you know? But she taught me a thing or two, how to slow down and get her off, instead of going in and banging away. Your stepmom says she going to buy that woman lunch one day."

"How in the hell?"

"Hey, right place, right time. She would have parties at her place for the staff once a month. Nothing big: just burgers, beer, and music. One night, as the party was winding down, she caught me slipping on my coat to leave. She asked me to hang around, so I did. Finally, the last guy left and it was just the two of us. We were sitting on the couch and the next thing I knew, her tongue was in my mouth. She showed me how to finger her, how to lick her, how to keep from coming to quick..." His father's voice trailed off.

"Oh my god, Dad. Just... oh my god." His son reached down and eased his excited member.

His dad went back to the dishes in the sink with a smile. "I'll tell you, son: every guy needs a Mrs. Robinson."

His son agreed and began scraping the remains of breakfast into the trash.

As the boys cleaned the kitchen, she undressed and admired herself in the full-length mirror. Despite her thirty-two years and the birth of her daughter, her stomach was still taut and her breasts remained pert. She ran her hands over her hips and turned to view her backside. Although wider than in her twenties, her ass was smooth and high. She reached up to pinch her left nipple and it became instantly alert.

She was startled by knock at her door, followed by her stepson's voice. "Call for you!"

"Coming!" She strode quickly to the door and cracked it to receive the phone. "Hello?"

"Happy birthday, mommy!" came the sweet chirp of her seven year old daughter.

"Thank you, sweetheart! Are you having fun with daddy?"

"I am! We are going to go swimming today."

"Me, too! Are you going to have fun?"

"Yes! You didn't open my present, did you?"

"No, honey, I haven't. I promise to wait until you get home on Friday, okay?"

"Okay! I love you, mommy!"

"I love you, too, sugar. Have fun okay? Wear sunscreen!"

"I will. Bye, mommy!"

"Bye-bye, honey."

She ended the call and sat down on the bed, her heart aching. Her daughter had been gone only two days and she couldn't wait for her to get home. She missed her little shadow and companion. She had married young the first time and her daughter was born a month before she turned 25. While she had been able to look past her first husband's faults when it had just been the two of them, she could not continue once their daughter was born. His interactions with her solidified the fact that her daughter deserved better, and so did she.

When her now-husband came along, he was everything her first husband lacked. His years raising his son had taught him patience and compassion and he respected her for the strength it took to leave her abusive relationship. Although her parents were shocked at their age difference, she found her older husband comforting and very sexy. The fact that he was sixteen years older than her only crossed her mind when they were in bed, giving their pairings a decidedly naughty twist.

"Oh, well," she thought to herself and began unwrapping the tissue paper around her gift. "She'll be home soon."

She heard a quiet squeak and looked up just in time to see the bedroom door click closed. She left the door open? She walked quickly to the door to peek and saw her stepson's retreating back. Had he been watching her through the door? She glanced at her nakedness and a smile pulled at the corners of her full lips. She began pulling the thin material up her legs and pondered her stepson's spying.

She heard the dishwasher start just as she reappeared in the kitchen in her new swimsuit: a lavender halter-style one piece, cut down almost to her navel with a cinched waist. Two sets of green eyes stared at her appreciatively. "What do you think, boys?" 

"I think you're lucky we had some time alone this morning," her husband replied with a suggestive look in his eye. "Otherwise, you'd never see the sun today."

She gave a little turn, showing off the low-cut back and a peek of an old tattoo. "Is it too revealing?"

"I don't know. What do you think, son? Have you seen too much?"

"I, wait. What?" Color rose in her stepsons cheeks. "Um, yeah. I mean, no! I like it."

She laughed, picking up her sunglasses and novel. "Will one of you bring the pitcher when you come out?"

As she strode through the French doors, her husband gave his son a shove. "I'll grab the towels. Be sure to bring her a drink when you go out."

She had settled herself in the sun lounger, her glasses shielding her eyes from the morning light, and had begun reading when she heard the door open and close.

"Thank you for this morning, handsome," she told the approaching figure. "I just love the way you fuck me."

At his cough, she looked up and saw that it wasn't her husband holding out the champagne flute but her sexy stepson.

"What I mean is, umm, well shit," she stammered. With a sigh, she reached out her hand to accept the proffered glass. "Thank you."

"Hey, no problem. Sounds like you've had a good day so far."

She laughed outright at his observation. "One of the best. Sorry about that. I, uh, hope I didn't make you uncomfortable."

He grinned at her and removed his shirt, revealing his toned torso and chest. "It's okay. I'm a big boy, I can handle it."

She smiled at his statement. "I know, I just don't want to... Well, anyway. Are you enjoying your visit?"

"Yeah, I'm having a good time. I like getting away from home and you guys are pretty laid back."

"Well, good! You know we love having you here."

Her eyes followed him to the water's edge, his muscled back rippling as he dove into the water. He rose to the top and rolled onto his back to float. His board shorts hung low on his hips, showing off the cut of his abs and a line of dark blonde hair trailing from his bellybutton before disappearing below his waistband. She squeezed her legs together and sighed, longing to lick the droplets from his stomach and bite his firm arms.

She heard the door again and threw a smile over her shoulder at her husband. "Hey there, good looking."

"Hey there, gorgeous," he answered. "How's my girl?"

"Just fine, now that you're here. Thank you for doing the kitchen."

"My pleasure." He leaned in for a kiss. "How's the water?"

"Looks good but I want to get a little sun first. Would you get my back?"

She handed him the aerosol sunblock and turned over, resting her chin on her folded arms. The cool spray tickled as her husband aimed the mist at her tanned skin, making sure to get a bit under the edge of her suit and the sides of her breasts. She shivered and accepted the pat her bottom with a smile.

"Thank you!"

"Happy to do it. I do miss rubbing your back, though."

"I know but this covers so much quicker! And it dries fast enough that I should be able to join you guys in a few minutes."

He gave her nipple a tweak as she returned to her earlier position. "Be careful with those; they almost popped out."

She widened her eyes in mock innocence and crossed her heart as he joined his son in the pool. They were quite the pair, the son only an inch taller than his father and both were well built. Her husband may have been a bit thicker around the waist but his shoulders were wider, too, and his chest was free of any hair. She grinned. They were both golden brown and perfect.

She squeezed her legs together again and brought her book up to her nose, furtively peeking over the pages at the two sexy men.

"Damn," she thought to herself, "there I go again."

To be continued...



Step-Stories: Happy Birthday Ch. 03



(See, Step-Stories: Happy Birthday, Parts 1 and 2)

She observed her husband and stepson in the water, dunking each other and generally rough housing as boys do. After a few minutes, they calmed down and began tossing a small football across the length of the pool. She loved watching them together, doing those regular father-son things she knew her husband had dreamed of when her stepson was just a boy.

"Just a boy," she thought to herself. "Not anymore. I can't believe how hot he's gotten."

The last time she saw her stepson, he was sixteen and just starting to fill out. Still an awkward adolescent, he had been more interested in video games than spending time with his new stepmother. It wasn't that he resented her presence. In fact, he was happy to know that his father had a companion again and it was easy to see how much they cared for each other. He had just started noticing girls, though, and was disconcerted by the constant erections he would get in her presence. He felt guilty about getting turned on by his stepmother and spent most of his time hiding from her in his room or in the shower, jerking off.

Now, however, he was an eighteen year old stud: football star, junior fireman, and starting at the academy in a few months to become a naval aviator. She knew he had become sexually active, his mother had found an empty condom wrapper in the washing machine last year and called her husband to give them a heads up, and it was easy to see why. His 6'3" frame, dark blond hair, and green eyes were enough to make any girl wet her panties, but he topped it all off with a perfectly cut physique, maintained by his rigorous routine of running, weight lifting, and sports. The fact that he was here, half naked in her pool, was just a bonus.

She squeezed her legs together again and glanced down at her erect nipples. Her husband had taken such good care of her that morning, bringing her to orgasm twice before breakfast, but she was getting wound up again. She smiled as she remembered the article about a woman's sex drive peaking in her thirties. The only problem, of course, being that the same study stated that a man peaked at eighteen, which made complete satisfaction slightly more elusive. Her husband certainly knew how to fuck her but she was ready to go again in just a few hours, while he needed 24 to 36 hours to recharge his batteries. As a result, she spent more time masturbating now that she ever had when she was in college and had first discovered porn. 

She refocused on the pool, watching the water churn her stepson dove to catch a throw from his father. He came up quickly, one hand on the football and the other reaching up to push his hair from his eyes. As he was retracting an arm to return fire, the sun caught the water on his muscled chest just right and the sparkle made his stepmother gasp. The sound was enough to break his concentration and, as his eyes flicked toward her, the ball flew from his hand, arching over his father's head and into the tropical shrubs that surrounded the pool.

"Really, son?" his father shouted with a laugh. "Brought down by a pair of tits? Aren't you used to playing in front of cheerleaders?"

He blushed and began paddling to the side of the pool to retrieve the ball. "Well, I can't usually see their nipples during the game."

Now, it was his stepmother's turn to laugh. "Sorry, buddy. I'll cover up."

"No, no," replied his father. "Leave them out. He needs to appreciate the presence of a beautiful woman instead of those little skirts he's been chasing."

His son hoisted himself from the water in front of her and she bit her lip at the sight of his arms. He gave her a little smile and flicked chilly droplets on her as he strode over to the bushes. When he turned, however, her mouth fell open at the sight of the tent in his swimsuit. At her gaze, he glanced down and, seeing what had attracted her attention, held the football in front of his crotch and ran back to the water. The splash of his re-entry caught her and she squealed.

"Get in here, gorgeous," called her husband. "I could use you on my team!"

She stood up with a grin, removed her sunglasses, strode confidently to the water's edge, and executed a perfect dive into the pool. Staying under water, she swam the length pool, pinching one and then another firm bottom as she passed. When she came up to breathe, both men were swimming toward her with purpose.

"Get her!"

She laughed as the two men chased her around the pool, hands grabbing at her and legs trying to capture her own under the waves. She felt two distinct erections rub her ass and her tits were manhandled more than once. Finally, the splashing stopped and, as the waters settled, she found her way to a sunny ledge in the deep end.

"Mmm," she murmured, "the sun feels nice. This water is colder than I expected!"

"Baby," her husband called, "I can see your thermometer from here."

She cocked her head at him questioningly as he swam toward her, not understanding his reference. He pulled himself up between her legs and pinched her erect nipples. She giggled and arched her chest against his palms.

"Well, why don't you warm them up for me?"

He glanced over his shoulder at his son, who had exited the water to turn up the thermostat for the pool. Using a free hand to pull down the side of her swimsuit, his hot mouth descended on her breast and he began to suck and nibble her cool flesh. With eyes closed, she ran a hand up his back and tangled her fingers in his black hair, pulling him firmly to her chest. She began to slowly hump his leg and sighed quietly at his expert attention.

The slight noise attracted the gaze of her stepson, who was making his way back to the water's edge. As he surreptitiously watched his father nurse at his stepmother's breast, his erection returned and he wet his lips. He could practically feel her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer, and taste her tight bud in his mouth. When he noticed her gentle humping of his father's thigh, he dropped his hand to discreetly rub the ridge of his cock.

Her eyes fluttered open as the sun went behind a cloud. As her vision cleared, she saw the dark head of her husband bobbing at her chest and, several feet behind him, the intense gaze of her stepson. She smiled dreamily at the boy and allowed her eyes to shut again, relishing each touch experienced under his view. She felt her husband begin to rub between her thighs and spread her legs for him, allowing him to brush the crotch of her suit. Pushing against his hand, she moaned quietly.

"More," she whispered to his bowed head and was rewarded with the tips of his fingers slipping past the elastic of her swimsuit. He brushed her outer lips, teasing her before slipping two fingers deep into her hole. She moaned quietly and lifted her ass from the ledge, allowing him to enter her fully. Her lips parted as he began to stroke her and her head fell back. He continued to suck on her tight nipples and his thumb contacted her clit, causing the walls of her pussy to contract on his thick digits.

Her orgasm approached quickly and her husband strengthened his grip on her waist, holding her tightly to his hot mouth and hand. A stifled mew escaped her lips and he clamped his teeth down, biting her nipple hard as he furiously rubber her g-spot. Her eyes flew open at the sudden pain and made eye contact with her sexy stepson. No longer trying to hide his observation, he had turned fully toward them and was stroking himself through his board shorts. With a single cry, she began pulsing on her husband's fingers while looking into her stepson's deep, green eyes.

Movement at her chest caused her to look down and smooth the hair on her husband's head. His hand slipped from her swimsuit and he raised his lips from her breast to kiss her.

"How was that?" he asked, with a smile.

"Mmm. You're amazing," she grinned and kissed him lightly, squeezing him under the water.

"Let me get you a drink." Her husband pulled himself up, adjusted his erection, and went inside to pour her another cocktail. He passed his son with a wink. "Need anything from the kitchen? 

"Uh, no thanks. I'm good."

"Thanks for turning up the water. She's feeling better already."

As his father stepped into the house, her stepson was surprised to hear his stepmother quietly call his name.

"Huh?" he asked, wondering if she was upset and expecting a reprimand.

"Did you like the show?"

"What?"

"Don't even, you know I saw you watching. Did you cum?"

He blushed furiously.

"No."

"Too bad. Why don't you join me? Things are heating up in here."

To be continued... 



Step-Stories: Yes, Ma'am



Umph, umph!

The punches came. Fast, one after another.

Umph, umph, umph!

Always bringing his fists back to his face, keeping his guard up and quickly spotting his next target. His breath was starting to pick up as he bobbed lightly on the balls of his feet.

It was warm enough that morning for him to remove his shirt. His well-muscled core was dotted with perspiration, his toned legs covered with a pair of gray soccer shorts.

Two jabs at eye level, left knee up, elbow strike. The canvas bag swung radically but he never let it get away from him. Each strike was designed to manipulate his environment, bringing maximum destruction while sending the apparatus back toward his target area.

He was intent on his workout, focused on perfecting his technique and speed.

She crossed her arms and leaned back against the garage wall, squeezing her legs together. No longer the boy from his father's stories, her stepson had developed into an impressive young man. At eighteen, he was already 6'3" and was well built for the military career he planned on after high school.

Umph, umph! Strike and down. Block, elbow, knee. Every thud of his fist caused her pussy to clench as he continued to manipulate the bag.

Her mental timer went off and she glanced at the clock above the door.

"Rotate," she called out, just loud enough to break through his concentration.

He immediately dropped his fists and stepped to the weight bench. As he lay down and reached for the bar, she moved behind his head to spot him. As always, his erection was unmistakable through the thin mesh shorts. With a look of deep concentration, he began his set with the 220 pound weights. Keeping her fingers lightly against the cool metal, she began to count.

"One, two, three." His face slowly turned red from the exertion. "Four, five." He began to puff as his arms reached the apex of each extension. "Six, seven." His hips lifted off the padded seat as he struggled to raise the bar. "Eight. Keep 'em down. Nine. One more!" His eyes closed and a grimace spread across his young, handsome face. "Ten and up."

She helped him lift the bar to rest on the brackets and contemplated him as he shook out his arms. She was sure he could smell her wetness as she waited for him to regain his composure. He took deep breaths through his nose, exhaling slowly through his mouth.

"You're improving," she encouraged him, "but you have to keep your hips down. Straining like that isn't helping as much as you think and you'll end up pulling a muscle."

"Yes, ma'am," he replied, pulling one arm and then the other across his chest for a deep stretch.

She smiled briefly at the "ma'am." At thirty-one years of age, she felt far too young to be hearing that term so frequently. Even after two children, she made a point to stay fit and dress well. She kept her hair dyed a rich, natural brunette to cover any errant grays. But she had to admit that, although she hated it when the bagboy or a waiter ma'am-ed her, she loved the sound of it coming from this young man's mouth.

She squeezed her legs again and tapped her lips. "Why don't we drop it to 200 for the next set and see if you can stay put?"

He nodded and she motioned for him to stay put as she adjusted the weight. Moving back into position, her fingers grazed his as the bar began to move again. With a shiver, she bent her knees slightly in case he faltered.

"One, two." Even at the lower weight, the second set was already proving difficult. "Three, four." He grunted and strained. "Five." And then his hips came up again.

"Stop!" she shouted. He immediately placed the bar on the rack. "You've got to get a handle on that. The last thing I want is you laid out with a strained back or worse."

"Yes, ma'am."

She contemplated him briefly and then snapped her fingers, "Got it. Keep still." She quickly moved around to the other side on the bench and smiled. Swinging a toned leg over the padding, she situated herself over his pelvis and slowly lowered herself onto him.

His eyes closed again as the heat of her sex quickly filtered through the thin material. Wiggling her ass slightly, she found a comfortable position and asked, "Ready?"

He raised his arms again and she resumed counting. "Six." As he began to push, she felt his hips rise again. "Keep 'em down!" she repeated and sat down hard, forcing his ass back to the covered seat. "Seven!" He lifted and, again, she countered his thrust with her own downward pressure. "Eight! I mean it," she warned. "Nine!" She pressed against him with all her might. "Ten!"

He quickly reset the bar and let his arms hang limply.

"You doing okay?" she asked, concerned that he was over exerting himself.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Think you have another set in you?"

He nodded.

"And is this counter-pressure helping?"

"Yes, ma'am."

She smiled. "Good. Whenever you're ready." She rocked slightly as he got his breathing back under control and reached up again.

"One." She felt him push against her and allowed herself to follow his movement. "Two." He pushed again, his cock rubbing along her swollen lips. "Three." Her ass slid back as his hips rose, gliding effortlessly through her covered folds. "Four," she breathed, her fingers dropping from the bar and trailing down his muscular arms. "Five." Her nails dug into his pecs, using the leverage to push back against him firmly.

What had been a gentle count turned into a gasp. "Six!" Her eyes closed as she rolled her hips against his. "Seven!" He pushed again and she moaned loudly. "Eight!" He grunted and strained under her. "Nine! Don't stop," she pleaded, grinding against his fabric-clad cock. His knuckles turned white as he strained. With a roar, his hips carried them both off the bench and she triumphantly shouted, "Ten!"

The bar clanged to a rest as she bucked on top of him. She felt his firm grip on her thighs, keeping her tight against him as she rode out her orgasm. She shuddered and gasped and, when she was at last still, slowly opened her eyes.

She took in the scene below her: the perspiration on his brow, his heaving chest, his strong fingers, and the darkening wet spot near the waistband of his shorts.

"Well done," she told him with a smile, slowly standing up and tossing him a towel. "Let's be sure to work on keeping those hips down tomorrow, too."

"Yes, ma'am."