My Best Friend's Brother

by Candy Gray

  He lifts his head and stares at me. His red, swollen dick stares up at the ceiling. I almost run over and sit on it, it looks that appetizing, but I shut the door before he can say anything back.

  Chapter 9

  James

  This trip has been hell for me. Everything Samantha does gives me a boner. It doesn't matter. It’s like she has cursed my cock. Even just sitting across from me at dinner now, her tongue swirls around her spoon, and her lips suck on the tip of the metal. Throughout the trip, she prances around me on the beach in those little bathing suits. Her large round tits always bounce up and down glistening in the sun. They make my mouth water; I just want to suck on them. And then her ass is always out and up, just needing to be slapped. She makes sure to ask me to put sun screen on her every day, always moaning and whimpering like I'm fucking her.

  "You okay?" she asks, taking another bite. Her tongue flicks the small piece of cake before she bites it. Our parents seem completely oblivious to her sexual displays. And then at night, late at night, I can hear her panting and moaning as she plays with herself underneath the covers, begging to be fucked. I know she wants it, but she is trying to use it against me. I might go crazy if I don't get a release soon.

  "I'm fine," I sigh, ripping a piece of bread apart and throwing it in my mouth. She smiles and sticks her finger in the whip cream frosting. She takes her time sucking on her finger slowly, moving in and out between her lips. I watch, taking in every second she gives me. I know that next opportunity she gives me, I just need to fuck her so good, she will want more.

  "Well," Stanley begins. "It has been a great trip with you two. And we are so happy to be starting a family together. You guys are the two best kids anyone could ask for. Cheers."

  He raises his glass of wine and we all cheer. Mine and Samantha's eyes lock onto each other as our glasses clink. We both find some sort of sick humor in our parent's ignorance to this game we are playing. We haven't talked about it, but the fact everything has to be sneaky only makes it more erotic. The trip is almost over, and she thinks she's won, but she hasn't. I still have a few days left. She hasn't even given me a chance to explain myself or to tell her about Mallory . Maybe then she could stop with all of this damned shit that is giving me blue balls every night. If I don't do something soon, this whole trip will have been crazy, and then we will just go home, back to our normal lives. I need to talk to her.

  That night, I wait outside of her bedroom door. She stares at me as she comes down the hall. She and her mom had gotten their nails done at the spa resort.

  "Awww…, have you been waiting for me?" she cooes in a little baby voice.

  I stare at her and nod.

  "As a matter of fact I have."

  "That's so cute," she says, opening her door. I grab the side of it before she can shut it.

  "James!" she shouts, trying to close it. "Let me in my room." I can't help but notice as she tries to pull the door close, her breast has fallen out of her swim suit top. She lets go and scoops it back in. I use this opening to slide into the room and shut us both in. She sighs, defeated and folds her arms.

  "What the hell are you trying to do right now?" she asks, grabbing a robe and throwing it over herself.

  "I would like to talk to you like the actual adults that we are," I say firmly. She rolls her eyes in response.

  "Okay fine. What would you like to talk about? We can talk about how much of a cheater you are. “

  "Samantha," I say calmly sitting down on the chair. She huffs and walks out to the patio throwing the door open. "Or should we talk about how we are step-siblings, and this is all messed up?" I raise my eyebrows and lean back in the seat.

  "Why are you teasing me?" I ask.

  She turns her head.

  "What are you talking about?"

  "Why are you being such a tease?"

  She smiles.

  "I'm not teasing anyone."

  "Yes - you are. Your tits are always out. You always find a way to rub them against me. You moan when I put sun screen on you. I see the way you eat and talk. You are the world’s biggest tease."

  "James," she acts so shocked resting her hand on her chest. "I would never tease my step brother. You need to stop thinking of me like that. What a bad boy you are!"

  "Just like you would never suck your step brother's cock?"

  She smiles.

  "I cannot believe you accuse me of these things."

  "Okay, come on, Sam."

  "I mean - you really think I was doing all of that for your attention?"

  I nod.

  "I do."

  She smiles and slowly slides her hand under robe to her breast. Her bathing suit top suddenly falls to the ground unclasped, then her bottoms, so she is completely naked under the robe. She starts to rub her breasts and pinch her nipples.

  "Stop," I say rolling my eyes. "You can't do this."

  "Do what?" she unfastens the belt of the robe, so it falls open just enough so I can see her little pussy peeking through. "I'm just getting ready for bed."

  "No, you are not. You are clearly trying to get some sort of reaction out of me." My cock has already grown full size. Her fingers trace down her stomach. She climbs on the bed, so she is on her knees in front of mine. Her hand continues its descent down to her pussy.

  "Sam," I say. My breathing has gotten faster, and my heart rate greatly increased. "Stop."

  She doesn't listen to me. Her fingers slide back and forth along her slit, slowly, methodically. She starts to masturbate right in front of me. So many nights, I have yearned to see this, hearing her.

  "What are you trying to do?" I ask her. She tilts her head back and opens her mouth slowly. The robe opens up more, and I have a clear view of that magnificent body. Her bright pink nipples point out at me. Her cunt sparkles from being wet in the light of the hotel. I lick my lips, what I would do for a taste of her.

  "Samantha."

  She opens her eyes. Her breathing has also increased. Her face is flushed and her lips red and swollen. She must love torturing me. I know it turns her on, but this is a whole new level.

  "What?" she whispers. Her wet finger tips lift up, and she twists on those nipples, whimpering with each tug.

  "If you don't stop, I don't know if I will be able to control myself.” She laughs. One of her hands moves to her backside where she gently starts to stroke her ass. Fuck. She closes her eyes again.

  "Well, you shouldn't have fucked up, brother."

  I bite the inside of my cheek. My hand begins to rub my cock on the outside of my shorts. I can't help it anymore, I have to do something.

  "You're right; I shouldn't have," I say breathily, watching her as she continues to pleasure herself. God, she is so hot. I can see the juice slowly seeping out of the lips between her legs. Her hand rubs faster and faster. A gentle moan escapes from her throat. Her eyes lock onto mine.

  "If you don't stop, I am going to fuck you," I say. She smiles again, another gasp slips between her lips.

  "That turns me on," she says.

  "What?" I growl back.

  "Hearing you say that you are going to fuck me."

  "Is that what you want? For your step brother to fuck you." Her hand moves faster. She starts to rock her hips. Her other hand's paws at those large tits, pulling on them.

  "Yes," she says. "I want him to fuck me so that I can cum on his cock." I am about to blow right there. My fingers fumble, but I rip my pants off, pulling them down. My cock emerges finally, hard and ready for her.

  "Look at how big you are," she murmurs, her eyes full and eager. I waste no time, meeting her on the bed. We don't kiss or touch. I get behind her, so my hard cock pushes against her ass. My hand falls on her back, and I push her down, so her face buries in the blanket. Her pussy is so wet my dick slides right in with ease. She screams with pleasure as her tight cunt is stretched with my shaft. I groan at the release, as I am finally inside of her. My hips work furiously, pumping into her.

  "Is this wh
at you want?" I ask through my teeth. Her ass slaps together when my hips dive into her.

  "Oh, fuck yes, James," she cries out. She shakes her ass side to side, moving my cock while I am inside of her. "You feel so good inside of me," she pants. I keep moving hard, not letting go. One of my hands reaches to her front and finds her engorged clit, and the other slips into her tight little ass hole. She cries out.

  "Fuck!"

  "Do you like that?" I ask.

  "Uh...ah," is all she responds. I work her clit and little asshole, while my dick continues to work inside of her. It isn't long until she cums. Every part of her contracts around me. It's enough to send me over as well. Her pussy gets so tight, my dick almost slides out, but I grasp her hips and pull onto me. I dive into her. My dick throbs and pulses with the orgasm. I cry out with her as my load spills it’s seed into her. She whimpers as I cum inside of her. Out of breath, I fall back in the bed, beside her. She remains quiet and still for a moment. Her chest rises and falls as she gathers herself. I look over. Her body worn and tired, her breasts rising and falling, the sight of it all, begins to excite me again. Is there no relief? I ask myself as my cock starts up again. My hand reaches down between her legs where it begins to stroke gently. Her eyes shoot open.

  "What are you doing?" she asks.

  "I need more of you," I whisper into her ear. My fingers slowly slide into her. She closes her eyes and lets out a sigh. She gently pulls my hand away.

  "Goodnight, James," she whispers.

  "Please, Sam."

  She smiles and nuzzles into the pillows.

  "I don't think you are in a place to ask anything of me."

  I stare at her naked body. Being denied only makes me hornier. But I sit up and return to my room.

  Chapter 11

  Sam

  Waves crash onto the shore of the beach. I wiggle my toes into the sand and close my eyes. It's the last night out here, and I still don't know where I stand with James. I lay back on the towel and look up at the starry skies. It’s really messed up. I wish I could back in time to find the college-aged Samantha with her friends and ask them all to just stay in that night and rent a movie. Then none of this would happen. Maybe I would even tell my mom to stay away from Stanley. No - I wouldn't do that. At least someone in this family is happy.

  "Hey, Sam," a calm, cool voice says. I open my eyes and see James standing over me. His wavy hair blows softly in the wind. He stares at me, looking like a walking work of art.

  "Well, hello," I say back to him lazily. I close my eyes again and feel him take his spot next to me on the towel. The waves roll in and out, as the moon shines down onto to the water.

  "You know that the beach at night is my favorite place to be in the whole world," he says calmly. His grabs a handful of sand and sifts it through his fingers. I try not to look at it him, but it’s one of the first times he tells me something about himself.

  "That's nice, James," I say, trying to ignore him the best I can. I was looking for some time alone, not to be pestered by my step brother. His hand rests on my upper thigh, and he squeezes them gently. It tickles, and I jerk my leg out from his grip.

  "Don't," I say flatly. He smiles and pulls his hand away.

  "That was a lie."

  "What was?" I ask obviously uninterested.

  "The beach at night isn't my favorite place."

  "What is then?"

  "Being inside of you." I sit up and stare at him in the night. He cocks his head and grins like he just wrote an award-winning poem. "What?" he laughs, dipping forward and pressing himself against me on the towel. I don't fight his friendly embrace. I just let out a sigh and roll over. His body is like a weakness to me. I am addicted to it. Pinned against me on the sandy white beach, my skin on his skin, I have no control. I melt into him, pressing my ass against his cock through his shorts. I do it again, holding it there, slightly rubbing it back and forth as he spoons me.

  "What are you doing?" he whispers into my ear.

  "Nothing," I sigh. I take one of his hands and pull it around me, leading it up to my aching, swollen breasts. He squeezes it hard, and I encourage him by rocking my hips harder into his dick. After we fucked last, I haven't been able to get past him. He wraps around me more. His legs are like tentacles, and they hold me down. James' handsome mouth glides up to my ear where he kisses softly sending a soft buzz of arousal throughout my body. His breathing tickles my neck, and his hand continues to paw at my breasts. My nipples harden under the damp bathing suit where he pulls gently.

  "You aren't going to get me revved up to walk away, are you?" he asks.

  "Maybe," I purr back. I grind into him now with my backside. My ass tilts back and forth, against his tense dick. I feel it jump with each movement. His hand trails down and grabs my pussy, where his hot fingers begin to press. I let out a gasp at his touch. "You're just going to have to take a risk," I whisper back. He groans and pushes my bathing suit bottom aside, so his fingers touch my clit. He starts to rub softly. I close my eyes and bite my lip. The buzz has started to transform into something far more sensual and powerful.

  "You know that once you get me started, there is no stopping, right?" he breathes heavy into my ear. Wetness leaks out of the lips between my legs and onto his fingers. He runs them up and down, just above my hole, slithering around. He is teasing me and its working. I arch my back and open my legs slightly, but he doesn't take the bait. He continues to torment my aching pussy. His fingers gently rubbing right outside where they are wanted most.

  "Promise you'll let me fuck you," he growls. I bite my lip. I hadn't decided whether or not I was going to keep going or just to lead him on and to make him suffer some more. "Promise," He breathes into my ear. His fingers rub faster. They trail all along my sensitive area. In one single thrust, he slams them into me. I buck forward and cry out. It feels so good. He presses against my G-spot and pleasure seeps out. But as quick as he enters, his hand pulls itself out, leaving me desperately hungry. "I'll give you one more time," he says through his teeth. My ass continues to bounce against his hard-on. "I will not let you do this to me again."

  "I thought that once you got started, you couldn't stop," I say back to him. I push onto his boner. "Seems like to me you did get started." He laughs. His fingers trace a slow, small circle on my clit.

  "Oh, I can take care of that myself no problem. It's you I am worried about."

  His fingers rip into me again fast; they pump in and out. My legs shake and quiver. His thumb stays on my clit, while they others penetrate me in all the right ways. I moan and gasp. My dripping pussy can hardly handle it. He holds me against him with his other arm, squeezing my breasts and keeping me against his chest. I am about to cum. My back tenses and every part of me seizes up, as the pleasure is about to set me over the edge, but James' stops. His fingers come out of me.

  "No!" I shout, trying to reach for his hand.

  "Promise," he says. My chest is rising and falling, and my body feels like screaming.

  "Okay...okay."

  He reaches down and continues to finger fuck me. My body is overwhelmed with the sudden and intense return of erotic sensation. I buck forward, my body shaking as I orgasm. Oh, it feels so good. James keeps up the pace, moving his fingers back and forth, making my body clench up into another sudden orgasm.

  "Oh - fuck," I grit my teeth, as my body is rocked again. James pulls his hand away, and I hear him unzip his pants. I freeze and stop.

  "What are you doing?" I ask, breathily.

  "I'm going to fuck you."

  I smile. I could be the devil.

  "Said who?" I ask.

  "You."

  "No, I didn't."

  "You promised."

  "I didn't promise. I said okay." I smirk and stare at him. His eyes are wide.

  "What the fuck, Samantha?" I tilt my head back and lay on the towel. It turns me on so much to tease him like this. He can barely handle it. "What is wrong with you? I have no idea how to handle this," He says
looking down at his swollen cock.

  "You said you could take care of it just fine," I mumble. He glares at me in the darkness of night.

  "You are a very bad girl. I should tell mom and dad," he says half-jokingly. I roll my eyes.

  "Come on, James. Don't act so bent out of shape. I'm just using you. I thought that's what we were doing."

  "What?" he asks me leaning down.

  I let out a long sigh.

  "Well, I thought I would just treat you the way you treat me and other women."

  "Come on, Samantha. That is not what is going on here."