Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

Then Danni came bouncing down the stairs. Mike felt her come up behind him and lean over, kissing him on the neck. He turned to return her kiss as she came around the table but stared open mouthed as she stepped into full view. She was completely naked, her ass bouncing behind her as she went to give Sarah a peck on the cheek.

Mike rubbed his eyes and stared astonished at her. She was clothed again.

“I warned you pal. Yeah, you’re losing it. I warned you what the lack of pussy could do to an otherwise healthy guy. You’re gonna have to start listening to me more.”

‘I really am losing it,’ Mike thought, wide eyed. ‘Damn it, what’s going on’?

He would have sworn on a stack of Bibles to the Pope that they were both naked. Two more sets of feet were pounding down behind him, and out of sheer self defense Mike lowered his head into his plate.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Sorry about this morning.” Beth whispered, bending low to kiss him on the cheek.

“I’m not,” Emma said, whispering seductively into his ear as she kissed him on the other cheek. “Not in the least, lover.”

But Mike couldn’t lift his head up. He was suddenly terrified of being accosted by a sea of breasts and ass, quivering pussies and vibrating tongues.

“What did you put in these, Sarah?” Mike asked suspiciously.

“What do you mean, sweetie?” she asked, sincerely.

“I’m… uh… seeing things, I guess,” he answered. “Am I allergic to anything that we know of?”

She came over and felt his forehead, in full-on mothering mode. “No, nothing. Are you feeling okay?”

He nodded. “Yeah, I feel fine. I’m just not awake yet, I guess.”

She eyed him suspiciously, but turned back after a few seconds to finish her cooking.

He speared some pancakes and popped them into his mouth. His sisters all fixed their plates and began congregating around him at the table. He glanced up and looked at Beth. She was topless and rubbing maple syrup on her nipples. Emma leaned over and licked one of them, sticky syrup forming a rope between her tongue and the nipple.

“Oh my god,” he said, aloud.

All four sisters turned and looked him. Again, they were all dressed, in their normal morning clothes for a change, and all had raised eyebrows looking at him.

“Is something wrong?” Danni asked him.

“No, no.” Mike said, shaking his head quickly while lowering his eyes. “Just, really good pancakes.”

Sarah eyed him unconvincingly.

‘Oh my god, I really am losing it.’ Mike thought.

“On top of everything that I could point out, you talk to a voice in your head, pal. By most people’s standards you lost it a while back. But, I know what’s really wrong with you, if you’re interested.”

Mike rolled his eyes, drawing another concerned look from a few of his sisters.

‘This should be good,’ he thought.

“You’re horny.”

‘Now there’s a revelation,’ he thought sarcastically.

“No dumb-ass. I mean, you’ve crossed over line. You’ve deprived your naturally overactive libido of its necessary sustenance. That won’t cause hallucinations, just by itself. But living with four beautiful women, three of which are willing to fuck you to sleep, then fuck you back awake, then fuck you in the shower, then fuck you…”

‘I get the idea.’ he thought, cutting the voice off.

“Living 24/7 inside an environment like this, and declining to participate in all the obvious pleasures offered freely to you, is like going on a fast while sitting the whole time at a banquet table full of your favorite foods. That’s capable of driving even the best example of a man crazy. Is that plain enough for you shit-head? I’d draw you a fuckin’ mental picture, but the damn mural is right there in front of you, idiot. WE NEED PUSSY!!”

Shaking his head to clear it again, he stood and dropped his plate into the sink, rinsing off the remainder of his food and syrup and placed it into the dish washer along with his fork.

He had a few chores he had to get done, mostly with his sister’s vehicles. He changed into some old clothes and grabbed his wallet. Pulling his door shut behind him, he headed back downstairs and into the kitchen.

“It’s time to change the oil and filters in all the vehicles,” he announced. All of them didn’t actually need it, but he was going to change them all anyway to get out of the house for a while. “I’m going to head to the auto parts store and get what I need. Ya’ll need anything before I leave, or is there something anyone wants me to bring back from town?”

Sarah opened her mouth to say something, but thought better of it and just shook her head. But, he knew by the grin on her face that she was thinking she’d have plenty of time to torture him later.

“Need some company?” Beth asked.

Mike shook his head, “I can handle it, unless you just wanna learn how.”

She shrugged as she stood nodding her head, and then headed up to change. She came back down in a low cut shirt and some shorts.

He could stand being around Beth. ‘She won’t torture me,’ he told himself for the thousandth time.

So, what happened this morning at breakfast?” she asked, as Mike drove.

Mike sighed. There wasn’t any chance of him keeping it from her. She’d just keep bugging him until he answered her, he knew.

“Well, our sisters have been tormenting me,” he informed her, “trying to get me to start sleeping with each of them.”

“Trying?” she asked, “You led me to believe you were already sleeping with them.”

Mike realized that she didn’t know he had been trying to avoid sleeping with them.

“Well, I’ve been trying to control myself,” he explained, “maybe to exert some sort of control over their actions as well, if I can.”

Beth laughed. “Oh, I see. And now they’re attacking you.”

Mike nodded, “I was just trying to prove to myself, that I could have a modest level of restraint is all.”

“May I ask, for how long?” she inquired.

“Two weeks.” he answered, glancing over at her and seeing her smiling, trying to stifle a laugh. “It’s not funny.” he said, causing her to burst out laughing.

“The worst thing you can do to a woman is tell her she can’t do something, or can’t have something. Sooner or later, she’ll have it, or will have done it,” she said, smirking. “Now I can understand all the attention you and I have been getting the past few days,” she said, “They’ve been dressing so… slutty and behaving so badly. I thought perhaps that the change in their behavior was a result of you sleeping with them, which it still is indirectly. But the reverse is actually true, since they’re attempting to reestablish incestuous relations with you.”

“Yeah,” he said, “something like that. But as far as their choice of dress, I wouldn’t have called it slutty, just provocative for my benefit. Or like last night after we got home, alluring in the extreme.”

They arrived at the store and he showed Beth how to look up her car model and year and find the right type and size filter. He went over and grabbed two cases of oil and carried them to the counter, along with the five filters, borrowing a marker to match each filter to the appropriate vehicle.