Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

“Better make it a cold one,” she said, looking longingly at the large cock still protruding from its base. “The things that little fucker right there makes me want to do,” she said, eyeing him. “Mmm.”

He laughed; surprised at the way Beth had changed. He turned the water on, full cold and stepped inside as she closed the door behind herself.

“Damn it, I thought we understood each other. I tell you to go get pussy, you go get pussy. I’ve already proven that I have our best interests at hard.”

‘That’s at heart.’ thought Mike.

“No, at hard, as in hard-on. Asshole.”

‘Calm down, buddy. I’m trying to make her want me… us, so bad that she comes to us. I can’t go to her or it will look and feel like I’m forcing myself on her. It has to be something she wants to do. Just trust me.’

“She just proved she’s almost overcome with thoughts of fucking us.”

‘Almost,’ he thought, ‘Just trust me. You won’t regret the results.’

“SHIT, I’m so horny.”

‘Me too,’ Mike thought as he showered in the cold water.

After several minutes, he got out feeling a bit more refreshed, but still sore from all the work he’d done. He went downstairs and heard Sarah call him from the wash room. He turned and headed through the door and peered in. She was throwing clothes into the washer from a hamper and looked back at him for a second.

“Do you mind?” she asked, nodding at the soap in the cabinet. She had a stool that he’d made for her, so he knew perfectly well that she could reach the soap. He decided to play along anyways, though.

He reached up and over her, grabbing the jug of detergent and lowering it to the washer. He felt her hands on his stomach and smiled as she pushed past the waist band of his shorts and wrapped around his cock.

“Hey there big fella,” she purred looking down into his pants.

She glanced up at him and grinned. Then dropping to her knees, she pulled his shorts down a bit to allow the ‘big fella’ out. As it throbbed to life, he felt her mouth swallow the tip and her tongue begin to wash over it, it’s soft warmth seeping into his cock as she sucked gently, pulling him in and out of her mouth.

“Now this is more like it. Ahh, Yeah…”

He swelled to a full erection as she pumped back and forth on his cock, and he ran a hand through her hair, pulling it up off her neck. She sucked hard on him as she pulled him deep within her throat, gagging before pulling him back out.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“We don’t want you all worked up before we get all these other women in our house now, do we,” she said.

She pumped his cock up and down, her mouth working over the tip and down the shaft, jerking him off as she swallowed his cock.

She pulled him back out again, “We don’t want them getting any of our cock now do we.”

Mike shook his head, smiling as his sister pulled him back into his mouth, her tongue running around the tip and then down the shaft as she pulled it into her mouth farther. She sucked on him again as she pulled him deeper into her mouth, touching the back of her throat and gagging again. Then there was a sudden noise behind him and she stood quickly, as he pulled up his shorts and started straightening clothes.

“FUCK. What do I have to do to…”

“Thanks hun,” she said, dismissing him as Emma came in, handing her a pile of clothes. Mike followed her out and started to head back upstairs to let his erection subside.

Emma was on the steps in front of him and turned, smiling. “Do I need to finish what she started?”

Mike chuckled and shook his head with a resigned sigh.

“DAMN!”

Emma leaned forward and arched her back, pushing her ass out until it was directly in front of his face. He could smell her intoxicating scent and had a sudden urge to throw her to the floor.

“Ohh, that ass. Smell that? I guess you’re going to turn that down too, aren’t you? Damn, we’re going to have the bluest pair of balls in history before this slumber party is fucking over, and I’m going freaking fucking bat shit crazy.”

She smiled at him wickedly and winked, “Aren’t you gonna come get some of this?”

They both heard Beth’s door open and quickly went to their respective rooms as she headed down the stairs passed them. Mike stayed there for the rest of the afternoon.

“IDIOT!!”

******

Their friends started arriving just before dinner and every one that was coming had all finally arrived by around 6:30. The house was full of yammering banter that Mike barely understood. Sarah and Sally were in the kitchen making some kind of mixed drinks. Tina, Ashley, Becca, Danni, Megan, Lynn, Beth, Susan, and Emma were all in the living room. Mike thought they sounded like a pen full of chickens.

“I wouldn’t mention that to them. Not that it would make any difference now.

Mike sat on one couch, Danni’s friend Lynn sitting next to him, but not paying any attention to him in the least. They were talking about boys, hairstyles, reality TV.

‘Boring shit,’ Mike thought. He had the remote control though, and quickly flipped to ESPN.

He kept feeling like a fifth wheel, and quickly decided that it was best to leave the room. Sarah saw him heading upstairs and called out after him, “Pizza in about twenty minutes.”

“Alright,” he called back down, and quickly shut his door behind him.

Back downstairs, the girls were really getting into the conversational portion of their evening. Sally was still questioning Sarah in the kitchen, demanding to know the identity of her knew lover and begging for her to share. Sarah, thoroughly enjoying having the upper hand, kept shaking her head, never giving an inch.

“Oh come on,” Sally was saying. “I’ll bet he’d love to have the both of us, any man would.”

Sarah bit her lip to keep from bursting out laughing, or even screaming, ‘Already did that!’

“Sally, I’m not gonna tell you,” Sarah said, smiling wickedly.

“Then I’ll just have to stalk you and find out on my own,” she said with a grin.