Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

Kara stood, clearing her throat and looking a little nervous. “I… I was going to explain the background of what I’m about to say, and why it’s such a big deal, but it’s easier to just come out and say it and get to the fun instead of rambling on about feelings.”

The group chuckled but looked a little nervous.

“Duncan, Kelly, and I, are involved in a relationship, as weird as that sounds. I was having feelings I didn’t know if I should have, and they both agreed that they did as well. This doesn’t change anything for the group, other than who I’m personally allowing to have sex with me.”

Kelly stood next to her and smiled, taking her hand. “One of the things that some folks might not know about me, is that my husband and I aren’t able to have children together. It’s something that I’ve always known, and it’s just a medical condition on my part. One reason that Kara doesn’t have intercourse with other men, is that we’ve discussed the possibility of having a child with her.”

The group was silent for a minute, and then cheered for the three, a few of them even applauding. Duncan smiled at the sight.

“As if your group dynamic wasn’t weird enough,” Becky said. “Hello random newcomer! Welcome to the club! Let me introduce the Thomas Clan, Duncan, Kelly, their girlfriend and future baby-momma, Kara, their live-in submissive Danielle and her semi-not boyfriend Conner, and their other two submissives, and full time police officers, Zeke and Amy,” she said, raucous laughter following.

“Yeah, yeah,” Duncan said. “I don’t know what the word for it is, but I’m sure there is one.”

“Polyamory?” Paul offered.

Marie nodded, smiling in agreement. “That’s exactly what it is. Multiple people in one relationship.”

“Greedy bastards,” Mark said, grinning.

Chatter in the group died down, and Kara cleared her throat again. “So, please, if you see me going down on someone and my pussy looks all ready for some of that good dick, please don’t take advantage,” she said, smiling and drawing laughter from the rest.

“Isn’t there a saying, whatever you do to my wife, I’ll do to you?” Mark asked.

“I think that’s for dads, but it would probably work in this situation,” Drake joked, the two drawing laughs.

“Becky,” Dana said, breaking through the smattering of laughs, “Where’s Rachel?”

Duncan glanced over, curious as well. Becky looked at Mark and cleared her throat. “She’s out sick,” Mark said.

Duncan knew that he’d covered then, and that wasn’t the real reason, as he was sure most others did as well.

“Well, tell her we hope she feels better,” Dana said.

“Anything else?” Molly asked. “Okay, Kara, all yours!”

Kara, still standing, smiled and nodded at the pretty housewife. “So, the fantasy this week was Mark’s, but he changed what he wanted to do, and I’m trying to work out something to put it together. It’s a secret though, so don’t ask. Just know that… it’s really out there.”

The group laughed, looking over at Mark for clues, but he had a curious grin on his face.

“For tonight though, Kimber was good enough to let me know something she wanted to do, and she’s actually got a guest coming.”

“He should be here in about ten minutes,” she said, looking at the clock.

“Alright, you guys just hang out and we’ll move to the fantasy room in a bit,” Molly said, turning to go and sit down.

After some more conversation in the group, Duncan watched as Steve called Danielle to come over. He’d been sitting next to Becky, with his girlfriend, Stacy, on the other side of the pixie-cut blonde, and Conner next to him. Conner and Steve were longtime friends, having met back in their hometown with Stacy and Danielle.

The blonde submissive immediately went over and knelt, smiling up at the two. Steve pulled his cock out, and the blonde smiled, waiting patiently for him to tell her what he wanted.

The young man spoke to Conner a bit longer, then looked down and grinned at Danielle, who looked eager to start. Finally, he nodded and said, “Suck it,” eliciting the exact reaction from her that was demanded. Conner grinned, nodding and laughing with Steve, his ex-girlfriend hard at work right next to him.

Amy was made to kneel in front of Drake and Derrek and Molly and was alternating sucking cock and eating the young teacher out while they waited.

Marie called Heidi over, and she had the sub playing with herself in front of the people on the couch next to her. The last sub, Zeke, was all too happy to eat Kara’s pussy at her behest. Everyone else seemed content to watch or enjoy the scenery.

The group talked easily while the subs played, and soon there was a knock on the door. Kimber stood immediately and everyone stopped fooling around to stand and greet the newcomer. She opened the door and a middle-aged man came in, brown hair and in decent shape. Everyone greeted him and the group was ushered into the fantasy room.

Duncan entered near the end, taking a seat on one of the several couches ringing the demonstration area. There were several odd looking devices in the middle of the room, and a few bags holding various things.

Kimber joined the man in the middle of the room as everyone moved in and got settled.

Glancing around, Duncan took a quick glance and made note of where everyone was. On a couch next to him, the corner between them, Steve and Conner had taken Amy’s leash and had her sitting in front of them. They both looked unsure if they were allowed to play at that moment. Kelly was on a couch on the other side of the entry door, sitting next to Ed and Kara, with Danielle at their feet. Molly, Mark, and Derrek were on the next couch after Kelly’s, Dana, Paul, and Stacy after that, with Zeke at their feet. Becky, Drake, and Marie had Heidi at their feet, on a couch on the opposite side of the room from his own.

“So, for my fantasy,” Kimber said, clearing her throat, “I chose something that I’ve always been curious about. I wanted to know more about BDSM, rope tying, and things like that. This is John Tharsen, and he’s going to teach us a few things.”

The group politely clapped, and Kimber took a seat next to Dana and Stacy.

“Well, thank you for having me. My name is, as the lovely Kimber said, John. I’ve been a long time student of the art of rope typing, and I’m considered a Kinbaku master. So… your first question is undoubtedly, “What the hell is Kinbaku?” Well, in Japanese, it means, tight-binding, and Kinbaku-bi translates to “the beauty of tight binding.” It’s also known as Shibari, which means “To tie decoratively,” but in reality, most people just refer to me as a rope-master and ignore the Japanese.”

Listening intently, Duncan watched, mildly interested in what was going on.

“So, this is more of a demonstration than a school lesson, so we’ll skip the Japanese. Be ready when we get started as I’ll call for some volunteers as we go along.”

For the next few minutes, John explained the basics, the type of rope used, safe words, what to look for when the person being tied up is in distress, the different discomfort levels to expect, and other things of that nature.

“Okay, first, Kimber has already agreed to be my assistant for some of the demonstrations, so if you would?” he asked, smiling and asking her to come over.

For the next thirty minutes or so, Duncan and the rest watched as he showed them a bunch of different types of ties and bindings, all with different names. There was shrimp, crab, lotus, hog-tie, plus a number with Japanese names.

After he demonstrated the basic ties, he tied Kimber up to what looked like a big wooden X, or a cross on its side. He strapped her to it, and then pulled out a leather scourge and began to demonstrate how to use it by lightly brushing it against her skin, then getting harder and harder.

There were two other devices that he’d brought, and he and Kimber demonstrated how they were used as well. There was a discussion on how rough to be, and then the group got to ask some questions.

After about an hour and a half, Duncan was getting a little bored. It seemed like the questions had finally stopped, and then John announced that that was the end of the presentation.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

The group thanked him and gave him a round of applause. Across the room, Kara stood and got everyone’s attention as John started to put some of the extra stuff up in bags. Kimber took the opportunity to come and sit between Duncan and Mike.

“So, Kimber’s actual fantasy was to be blindfolded, tied up, and for some anonymous folks in our group to come and do things to her,” she said. “You ready?” she asked, looking over.

Kimber nodded emphatically. She turned and looked at Mike, Duncan being fortunately close enough to hear.

“Are you sure you want me to go through with it?” she asked him.

Mike chuckled. “You know I just got head from a little blonde girl. I’m good for whatever, baby.”

She hugged him and planted a kiss on his cheek. “I’m gonna go get strapped in then. Have fun, okay?” she asked him. “These are all good people and I want you to enjoy yourself.”

“I will,” he said, chuckling.

“Promise?” she asked.

“Shit, yeah, I promise baby,” he told her. “I’m good. Go for it.”

She grinned, then turned and winked at Duncan before standing and joining John again.

“Alright, I’ll get you tied up if you’re ready,” he said. “Do they need to know if anything is off limits before we start?”

She shook her head. “Anything goes tonight. I took preparation steps.”

John grinned, reaching into his bag and pulling out a long strip of cloth.