Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

“Just one night? She can’t be serious. This is a joke right. They’ve got some kind of scheme cooked up, and are going to surprise us, right? RIGHT?”

“What do you think ya’ll will do tonight?” Mike asked with a smile.

Danni shrugged. “Just the regular slumber party girly stuff, I’d imagine. We’ll try on lingerie, model it for each other, play with each other’s boobs, beg each other to lick each other’s pussies, talk about how much we love dick, and talk you into just watching us do it all. Stuff like that.”

“Wait, is she serious?”

“Smartass,” Mike laughed and shook his head, and went back to clipping the hedge.

Danni laughed. “Movies, talking, maybe some swimming.” she said.

“Sounds like a real hoot,” Mike said.

“Hoot, my ass.”

“Yeah,” added Danni, “I’m sure you’re going to just hate having to watch out for a bunch of nineteen to twenty-five year old girls running around in their underwear, bikinis or maybe even skinny dipping.”

“Underwear, bikinis, AND skinning dipping? And no pussy? Man, you’re going to be so fucking sorry when all this is…”

“Skinny dipping?” Mike said, his interest renewed.

Danni laughed. “Stranger things have happened around here,” she said with a laugh.

Mike smiled, turning back to the hedge.

“So,” she asked, changing the subject, “did you register for all the classes you wanted?”

Mike nodded, as the conversation turned more banal.

“You are so fucked… the bad way.”

******

The day wore on and Mike finally finished with his self imposed chores before going back inside. He was soaked with sweat as he headed upstairs to his bathroom. He went in and pushed the door behind him and kicked off his shoes. Lifting each foot he stripped off his socks.

There was movement behind him and the door opened again. Beth came inside and glanced up.

“Oh, sorry,” she said.

Mike had his shirt around his stomach and had been in the process of lifting it off. He glanced back at her and smiled. The shirt, still soaked with sweat, was sticking to his skin, red, warm and shiny.

“Here, let me help,” she said, reaching forward and pushing some fingers underneath the shirt as he turned towards her.

Their eyes locked and he raised his arms over his head as she began to roll it upwards. She helped keep it going in that direction until it was at his neck, and then helped him pop it up and over his head. He tossed it towards the hamper and felt her hands on him again.

“If you don’t fuck her, I’m gonna just freak the fuck out.”

Beth ran a hand along his chest, over the right pectoral and traced the muscle down and around, and over to the other muscle. Sweat glistened over his body. She ran a hand along the center line of his stomach, between his stomach muscles and to the edge of his jeans.

“So, this is kind of a dangerous room for us, huh,” she said.

“Now that’s the understatement of the millennium. She has no idea how dangerous right now. Damn it, if I had a direct line of communication, I’d…”

‘Hush,’ Mike thought.

She ran one of her hands along the top of his jeans and around, the other hand came up and moving around behind him, then pulled him close. She looked back up at him and leaned forward, lifting her face and closing her eyes as he pressed his lips to hers, his tongue beginning to dance with her own.

He broke the kiss briefly. “Yup,” he said, and dove excitedly back into the kiss, his hands roaming over her back and gently squeezing her rump. She whimpered softly in his arms and smiled, his warm tongue filling her mouth.

She broke the kiss again, letting his lips move over her neck and across to the other side of her head, up to her ears and her cheeks. “Here,” she said at length, her hands coming back around to the front of his jeans. “Let me help you get those off so you can take a shower.”

“Get them off, and then get us off, to hell with the shower.”

She popped the button on his jeans and pulled them apart, biting her lip and glancing upwards at him before pulling them out a bit, along with his underwear, and pretending to inspect the contents like a scientist.

“If this doesn’t go somewhere reeeeally significant, I’m going to be reeeeally pissed.”

He chuckled at her as she began to work his jeans off, slowly pulling them downwards along with his boxers.

“I know how hard it is to get these off,” she joked, grinning at him.

Mike chuckled again, his pants and boxers traveling down off his hips and freeing the angry red beast that was caged within.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“Oh yeah, now we’re ready.”

Beth stood back up. “I think I’ll go make lunch,” she winked, and turned towards the door.

“WHAT…? FUCK!! Don’t let her get away, Prick!!”

Mike groaned. “You are so evil,” he said, coming forwards to wrap her up in his arms, his rock hard cock pressing up between the cheeks of her ass, his hands immediately groping her breasts and pressing her into the door. “If you weren’t so sweet and pure, I’d pull your pants down right here and have my way with you.”

“Do it Dude. That’s what she wants.”

Beth giggled, and then sighed as she whispered back behind herself to him, “A big part of me wants you to do just that,” pushing back against him as he ground his cock into her ass. She reached around behind with a single hand and wrapped it around his dick, stroking it slowly.

“SEE…? Oh Yeah. Just keep doing that. We’ll take care of…”

“God I can’t wait to feel that again,” she said, remembering that morning’s encounter.

“Just have her bend forward.”

Mike sighed and slowly extricated himself, knowing that if he didn’t stop himself now, in a few more moments, neither of them would be able to.

“WHAT? SON-OF-A-BITCH. I’m gonna find a way to make you punch YOUSELF in the face. There’s gotta be a bundle of nerves somewhere that I can trigger.”

‘Will you trust me?’ Mike thought. ‘Have I ever let you down?’

“Are you fucking kidding me? Constantly. Every fucking time you let one of them get away, when they’re not really wanting to get away. And tonight this house is going to be wall to wall with pussy. You’re working yourself into an unprecedented and perpetual case of blue balls Jack.”

Mike ignored the voice. Beth turned and leaned back against the door, slowly opening her eyes, then watched her brother turn the water on.