Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

Morning came and Mike lifted his head with a start. He looked to his left. Danni still lay next to him, sleeping comfortably. His head dropped back to the pillow and he sighed happily. He hoped the day would go as well as it had started.

“I still say you cheated the other night. I could win the bet easily if I wanted to.”

‘Well, you’re up early,’ he thought.

“I could just tell you to do something that you have to do. Like, eat or keep breathing. You’d have to do it and I’d win the bet.”

‘One; we both know the bet involves the girls and sex. You’re just still upset that I outwitted you the other day, fair and square. And two; that would be cheating.’

“Oh yeah right, like you don’t know how to cheat.”

‘I didn’t cheat. You’re just pissed that I’m winning.’

“You’re sisters are hornier than ever. The new and improved, sweet and innocent Danni is only a breath away from helping the others torture you into submission. She’s still being sweet and innocent about it, but it still borders on torture with you in the condition you’re in. She probably wouldn’t even have sex with you this morning if you asked her, maybe even begged. I bet the others asked her to stop having sex with you until you give in.”

‘Yes she would,’ he thought, suddenly irritated.

“Nah, bet she won’t, just try it. Make a move on her and we’ll just see what happens.”

Mike turned and started to move the sheets down so he could, but then stopped, a smile playing across his lips.

‘Nice try, fucker,’ he said, ‘one bet at a time.’ He had almost lost the bet right there.

“You can’t hold out much longer, seeing how you’re trapped right square in the middle of this estrogen jungle. I’m going to win sooner or later anyway, just give it up dude. Put all of us out of our misery.”

‘Maybe,’ he said, grinning, ‘but it’ll be later, if at all’.

The voice was getting good, calculating and cunning. It was probably because it was getting more and more pissed and frustrated. He’d made it four days so far. In Mike’s mind, that was a win, in and of itself. He smiled. It was going to be a great day.

He quietly pulled himself out of his bed, leaving Danni quietly snoring behind him. Leaving the room, he headed for the bathroom, but slowed as he heard Emma’s door open. She was wearing an old t-shirt of his and had obviously just woken up. It was then he was struck at just how much a natural beautiful his twin really was. Here she stood, fresh out of bed, hair all messed up, wearing no make-up, and she still looked beautiful.

“Morning beautiful.” he said heading again towards the bathroom.

“Morning,” she said, a weak smile on her face. She seemed to be the same old Emma at the moment, not the sex-crazed temptress that had been molesting Beth for the past few days in order to torment him. She followed him in, and grabbed her toothbrush.

Mike was taking his clothes off, and stepped into the shower to take off his underwear. ‘Might as well try to maintain the appearance of decency anyway,’ he thought.

Emma finished brushing her teeth and grabbed a brush to try and pull her hair back into her customary braid. She stopped in mid stroke, as a wicked smile emerged from behind her face. The temptress was suddenly awake.

Mike had the water on, nice and warm when the shower door swung open and there stood Emma, stark naked. She was smiling at him as she glanced down at his dick, then slowly back up his body until she regained eye contact. Stepping into the shower with him, she pulled the door behind her and shut it with a click.

He expected her to start grabbing at him, or kissing him or something. But she didn’t. She just stared as she started soaping herself up. She didn’t touch him, intentionally anyway. The only contact between the two, were the few brushes that couldn’t be avoided against his chest. She let her hands roam over her body and gently rubbed and pinched her softer parts, letting the soap seep in and then rinsing it away with the shower spray. Mike felt his dick twitch, then start to swell as he watched his twin.

That’s when the voice shifted into overdrive, saying, “”Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!” over and over again.

She finished washing herself as his dick just pulsed and throbbed until fully erect, poking proudly and unashamed out in front of him and demanding attention from her. She ignored it and opened the door and stepped out of the shower, leaving him standing and staring.

“What… AGAIN? How can you let her leave? You better not let her get away, I’m warning you. DO SOMETHING. WE NEED THAT PUSSY!

She put a foot up on the toilet seat and slowly ran her towel down her leg, slowly wiping and drying the beaded water as it gently kissed its way down her tanned skin.

His eyes fluttered to her perfect ass, dripping with beads of water, and he nearly leapt out of the shower as she began to wipe it down with her towel, and then moved to the other leg. She turned as she finished her lower half, allowing him a perfect view of her breasts, wet with beads of moisture and nipples erect. Running the now damp towel across her breasts, she quickly finished and turned her attention back to Mike. She smiled sweetly at him and glanced down at his swollen cock.

“Looks like someone wanted to say hi,” she said, then added with a shake of her head, “such a shame,” before turning and heading for the door. His gaze locked on her perfect ass and wouldn’t let go as it shifted and swung its way side to side through the door, and out of the room.

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” the voice screamed loudly.

Then he heard a muffled voice in the hall, afterward Emma’s distinct voice again, “Nope, I’m all done.”

The door opened and Beth walked half in. She looked up at the shower, saw her dripping brother, and then her gaze automatically dropped to his erection, still so rudely pointing straight outwards.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Oh god, I’m sorry,” she blurted suddenly, turning and leaving for her room.

Mike sighed, rolling his eyes and turning off the water. Maybe the day wouldn’t be as great as he’d originally thought.

Sarah was making breakfast as he came down the stairs a few minutes later. She was wearing her apron again, over shorts and a t-shirt. He came up behind her and gave her a hug, kissing her on the cheek.

“Morning, sweetie.” she said as she flipped a pancake over in the pan.

“Morning.” he replied. She seemed to be acting normal, not like the sex kitten she’d been the last few days.

“Sex panther is more like it.”

Mike sighed. He hoped the morning would be uneventful. He stared hungrily at the plate of pancakes that Sarah brought over to him and began to quickly devour them. He glanced over at her and nearly choked on his food. She still had on the apron but aside from that, she was naked.

‘When had she taken off her clothes?’ he wondered.

He lowered his gaze, staring at his plate of food. He glanced back up briefly and furrowed his brow in confusion. Her shorts and top were back on.

‘What the hell?’ he thought.