Stepsister Seduction

by Scott Hildreth

  HARLEY POV

  FOUR. With my head on his bare chest in bed, I felt as if I were in the onset of a relationship with someone.

  The beginning.

  The part where you’re filled with emotion, hope, and a little joy that so far, everything worked out between you. I closed my eyes as he spoke in his low, soft almost hypnotic voice.

  “So, what the fuck, huh?” he whispered.

  “What do you mean?” I responded.

  “I really liked fucking you.”

  “I liked having you fuck me,” I admitted.

  “Crazy,” he breathed as his hand worked along my back.

  “I suppose,” I whispered.

  “Stepsister. Sounds weird,” he said as he leaned forward and kissed the top of my head.

  I considered what he had said. For now, I didn’t want to be his stepsister. I wanted to be no less that the girl he picked up in a bar and was banging for the night, only to release in the morning with no intention of seeing her again. I shrugged, moving my shoulders along his torso without speaking.

  “Bother you?” he asked.

  “Not at all,’ I responded immediately.

  “You’re cool as fuck,” he said.

  “You’re not bad,” I grinned.

  “Favorite band?” he asked.

  “Uhhm. Probably the Shins,” I responded.

  “New Slang,” he whispered.

  Holy shit, he likes them too.

  “Walk or drive,” I asked.

  “Walk,” he responded.

  “Steak or chicken?”

  “Chicken,” he responded.

  “Notebook or Titanic?”

  “Notebook,” he said as he kissed my head again.

  Damn. Well, he’s passing the dumb shit with flying colors.

  “So, how long you have to wear the bracelet?” I asked.

  “Three weeks,” he said as he sat up slightly.

  I turned to face him and gazed into his eyes, “For the next three weeks, we need to bone a lot,” I grinned.

  “Yep. You take a cock like a fucking pro,” he smiled.

  “Awwe. Thanks, I guess,” I said in a sarcastic tone.

  “Well, you do. It’s pretty obvious you enjoy fucking. You know, some people don’t. Not that much anyway. You do. And you’ll take a load on the face.”

  Hell yes I will.

  “Yeah, I’m game for about anything,” I admitted.

  “Oh really? Well, I’ve got something I want to try,” he said as he sat up.

  I looked up and into his eyes, “What?”

  “Slide to the edge of the bed and pull your knees up to your chest,” he said as he slid off the edge of the bed and onto the floor.

  As he began to stroke his cock into a full blown hard-on, I slid my body to the edge of the bed and pulled my knees to my chest. My pussy now pointing skyward, I felt myself begin to become aroused. As I watched him raise his foot on top of the bed and lower his cock into my waiting wet hole, I wondered what was next.

  This was, without a doubt, going to be a great summer.

  KOLE POV

  FIVE. Making myself understand that I was in a sexual relationship with my stepsister was a difficult one. For some reason the thought of it while I was fucking her was a huge turn on, but thinking about it in a grander scheme, or while we weren’t fucking made me feel dirty and strangely twisted. Although I did my best not to think about it, on every occasion Harley could remind me, she did so.

  Now a few weeks into our escapades, she had learned she enjoyed my dominant behavior more and more each time I acted in a stern or demanding manner toward her. Having her become my little sexual play toy was nice, but I slowly felt I wanted more. For now, I continued to tell myself I’d simply fuck her and enjoy her company while I was able.

  “I’m going to force my cock into your mouth until you swallow the entire thing,” I explained.

  “Oh, please no,” she said sarcastically as she rolled her eyes.

  “Take off your top,” I smirked when I spoke.

  “Excuse me?” she asked.

  “You heard what I said, and I’m not going to keep repeating myself. We can go back into the living room and watch T.V. if you want. Now, take off your top,” I demanded.

  “I’m not going to take off my top, we haven’t even talked yet,” she said as she pressed her hands onto her hips.

  Oh you’ll take your top off.

  She had been gone to see old friends for three days, and I had truly missed her. Not in a sexual sense, but more in a sense of longing to be in her presence.

  “Take it off, Harley. Do it,” I said as I pointed to her top.

  “No. I’m not taking it off.”

  Still standing in the kitchen beside the table where we first fucked, she had made no effort to pick up the bottle of beer, or to walk into the other room. If she truly didn’t want to take her top off, she would have attempted to change the pace of what was going on. Clearly she wanted to play a game.

  I wasn’t in the mood.

  “Listen. I’m not going to play games. I told you what I wanted. Get undressed. Or, I suppose you can take the beer and go back to your bedroom. You pick,” I said as I walked past her and toward the living room.

  Over my shoulder I saw her grab the beer and follow me, several steps behind. As I sat on the sofa, she came into the living room and sat down in the chair and studied me. She looked around the room and took a second glance at the sofa. She then chose the chair on my left.

  “I wasn’t joking,” I said as she sat down.

  “But we haven’t even talked. I like talking to you. I want to get to know you more, Kole,” she said.

  “So, let me ask you something. If we talked for an hour and relaxed, you’d be okay with trying to deep throat me?” I asked.

  “Yeah. Yeah, I would. So, what do you wanna talk about?” she asked playfully.

  “I don’t,” I said as I unzipped my pants.

  Standing silently, she focused on my hands. I pulled my cock from my pants and started stroking it.

  “Come here,” I said.

  She slowly stood up and walked toward the sofa. I situated myself comfortably into the cushions and played with my cock until it was rigid.

  “Stop. Get down on your knees,” I said as she approached.

  She set her beer on the end table beside the couch and kicked her shoes off. As she began to kneel, she reached out and grasped my cock in her right hand.

  “Oh my God, it’s so soft,” she said.

  “Soft and hard at the same time. Now, put it in your mouth,” I said as I started unbuttoning my jeans.

  She picked up her beer and took a drink. She looked me in the eyes as she licked the tip of my cock with her cold tongue.

  “Gag on it,” I said.

  “I probably will,” she laughed.

  At about half way down the shaft, my cock hit the back of her throat. She opened her mouth reflexively and pulled away from my cock.

  “Oh my God, it’s making my eyes water,” she said as she wiped her eyes and nose on the back of her hand.

  “All of it,” I demanded, smiling.

  “I doubt that will happen,” she said.

  I raised an eyebrow and looked down at her.

  “You know what I told you. All of it down your throat, then sex. Not before,” I reminded her.

  She attempted unsuccessfully to swallow my cock again. Same distance down the shaft, she would stop – as soon as it hit the entrance to her throat.

  I leaned back and crossed my arms in an exaggerated gesture. I raised one eyebrow and looked down.

  “Are you going to give up,” I asked.

  She pulled her mouth from my cock. “Look at this thing,” she complained.

  I did.

  “Well?” I asked.

  “No, but I don’t think I should have to choke myself on your cock to get you to fuck me. This is weird.”

  “Alright. Fuck it. Game’s over,” I sighed.
/>   I started to sit up on the sofa as if I were going to stand, although I had no intent of doing so.

  “No,” she said as she pushed against my hips.

  She began slowly, pressing my cock further down her throat each time, her eyes and nose both running. She continued to force herself further and further down the shaft until she had reached a mental stopping point. After making it three fourths of the way down the shaft, she took another attempt.

  “Oh my God, you make me feel so good. That’s it. Oh God. Fuck. Holy shit that feels good, Harley. Oh yeah, that right there,” I said softly and encouragingly.

  She looked up as she gagged.

  “Yes, oh God yes,” I moaned with one eye closed, watching intently with the other.

  “Suck that cock. Fuck yes, you sexy little bitch,” I said.

  The bitch comment was a coin toss, women either loved or hated it.

  She started being more aggressive.

  Heads, I win…

  I lightly placed my hands on the back of her head, and forced her further down the shaft. She began to moan as I pressed.

  “Suck it, suck that cock, Sis,” I moaned as I pushed her head down on the shaft.

  Through the gagging sounds, coughing, and her throat convulsing, she pressed on eagerly as I encouraged her.

  I slowly stood.

  She gripped my ass as my jeans fell to the floor.

  “Oh yeah, baby, suck that big cock. Suck that big cock for me. God you look good with my big cock in your mouth. You are making me so damned proud of you. Look at you suck that cock. God you are so fucking sexy,” I said as I looked down at her, my hands now resting at the sides of her head.

  And, as I encouraged her, she forced herself down onto the shaft like she was in a contest, and this was the finish line. I felt a ‘pop’ as my cock disappeared into her throat. She looked up at me. Her eyes, if it were even possible, were smiling.

  Technically, she could stop now. She didn’t. She was as proud of herself as I was of her. She proceeded to force herself down onto the shaft until swallowing it became second nature. I encouraged her at each attempt.

  “You’re the best sister ever, God, you make me proud of you,” I said as she forced it down her throat again.

  I reached down and pulled her head off of my cock. She was out of breath. As she wiped her mouth and nose on her arm, I helped her to her feet. I reached down and unbuttoned her shorts. I pressed them past her hips and let them fall to the floor.

  “Turn around,” I said.

  I pulled her panties down and dropped them to the floor.

  She lightly kicked them aside.

  I walked around in front of her. “Turn around again,” I instructed her.

  “Bend over and grab the back of the sofa,” I said.

  “The back?”

  “Yep, grab it.”

  As she started to bend over, I pressed the head of my cock against her soaking pussy. It slid in without effort whatsoever.

  “Oh my God,” she shrieked.

  I thrust myself in and out of her slowly.

  “Fuck me. Please fuck me. Oh God,” she exhaled as she grabbed the back of the sofa.

  As I looked down, I watched with interest as my cock slowly and methodically disappeared into her pussy. I reached down and spread her butt cheeks apart with my hands as I worked my hips back and forth. She began to moan. As I felt her pussy contract around the shaft of my cock, and she began to squirm.

  “Oh God, oh God, I’m going to cum,” she wailed.

  I lowered my thumb down the crack of her ass to her pussy. I wet my thumb with the juices from her pussy as I fucked her a little harder with each stroke. Raising my hand up slightly, I slowly pressed my thumb into her ass as I was starting to slide my cock into her pussy.

  “Oh God yes. Yes. Yes, oh God. Please, I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum,” she wailed.

  I slid my cock in and out with force, as my thumb made the same strokes into her ass.

  “Oh fuck, oh fuck. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh – My – God,” she screamed as her pussy contracted over and over.

  When I was certain her orgasm had ended, I slid my cock from her pussy. After it was out, I slowly pulled my thumb from her ass. As I did, I pressed the head of my cock against her ass.

  “Oh…uhhmm, no, I don’t think there’s…”

  Before she could finish, I pushed about a third of it inside of her ass.

  “Oh God. Oh God. Oh. Oh. Okay, go slow. Go really slow. Oh god. Slow, okay?” she asked.

  Without answering, I slowly slid my cock in and out. As I did, I reached down and pushed my index and middle fingers into her pussy.

  “Holy fuck. Yes. Oh God, not again,” she squealed.

  I fingered her pussy furiously as I fucked her ass slowly. The longer I fucked her ass, the more willing and wet her pussy became. I reached down and spread her ass cheeks as wide as I could with my one free hand.

  “Holy fuck, Kole, I’m going to cum….again. Oh God, fuck me with….oh God. I’m…”

  “Gonna…”

  “I’m…”

  “Ahhhhh faaaaahhhhk,” she exhaled into the sofa cushions as she fell forward.

  I slowly slid my cock free of her ass and pulled my fingers from her pussy.

  She collapsed onto the sofa, face first. Slowly, she rolled to her back and sat up.

  “Oh my God, I love the way you fuck me, Kole,” she said as she made eye contact.

  I sat beside her without speaking.

  “Wow, it was awesome,” she said.

  As much as I knew she was the best thing to ever happen to me, I turned and looked at her without much expression and nodded my head.

  “Yes, it sure was.”

  KOLE POV

  SIX. Our sex had become more adventurous and quite rough. We had become more comfortable with each other, and in doing so, the relationship between us became more enjoyable. I think for both of us, we felt as long as we were busy fucking, we didn’t have to deal with the fact we were step-siblings. So, for the time being, we fucked as if we were in some type of contest.

  With her mother shopping, and my father at work, we were deep into a session of BDSM sexual development.

  “Not talking that mad line of shit now, are you?” I asked jokingly.

  A muffled grunt was her response.

  I pressed my cock deeper into her ass and pulled up on her arms. She grunted more aggressively.

  “Tough to understand you with that ball in your mouth,” I chuckled.

  Her face buried into the comforter, I stood behind her, my cock deep in her ass. I reached for the lube.

  “I want this to stay as slippery as possible, Harley. I’m not going to stop fucking this tight little ass of yours until I collapse or the sun comes up,” I said as I squirted an unnecessarily large amount of goop onto my cock.

  I dropped the lube on the comforter and pulled up on her elbows. Her back arched until her nipples cleared the comforter.

  “Oh shit, Harley. Those nipple clamps look tight as hell,” I said as I tilted my head down to look at the dangling clamps.

  I forced my cock in and out of her ass without an ounce of mercy. She didn’t make a sound. I pulled on her arms harder, forcing her shoulders to naturally roll forward.

  She moaned loudly.

  “Hell, you have to be close to an orgasm, huh Harley? You’ve got to be in considerable pain,” I muttered as I watched my cock disappear into her ass.

  She grunted what seemed to be an unt-uhh. The equivalent of a muffled no.

  “Really? More? You want more?” I questioned.

  I let go of her arms, dropping her onto her face on the bed. I turned to the dresser, and grabbed the vibrator. I turned it on, and placed the vibrating tip against her ear. She grunted repeatedly.

  “You might think you want it now. Just wait, you’ll change your mind,” I said in an assuring tone.

  I squirted lube onto the tip of the vibrator. It was massive, and considerably l
arger than my well above average cock. I stepped behind her and spread her ass cheeks with my clenched fists. I pressed the vibrating shaft into her ass, and let go of her cheeks.

  As I pressed the vibrator in as deep as it would go, she attempted to scream. The sound was muffled by the gag. She continued to scream as I pressed my cock into her soaking wet pussy. I grabbed the vibrator in my right hand.

  “Ready?” I asked.

  She grunted.

  “Okay,” I chuckled.

  I began to fuck her wet pussy as hard as I could as I forced the vibrator in and out of her ass. She grunted and groaned as I used her holes as if they were rented for the night.

  She grunted for ten minutes steady.

  The excitement finally mounted, and her breathing changed. Her pussy began to contract.

  I stopped moving and stood still. I switched the vibrator off.

  “Mmmm…….mmmm……mmmm…..mmmmm,” she begged.

  “No, we’ll wait a minute. It isn’t time yet,” I said as I turned to get a sip of water from the bottle on the nightstand.

  “Want a drink?” I asked, holding the bottle beside her head.

  She grunted and rolled her eyes.

  “Fuck, my bad. I forgot,” I laughed.

  I dropped the bottle on the bed beside her and shoved my cock deep into her pussy. I turned on the vibrator and pushed it deep into her ass and held it there. With the vibrator still, I fucked her wet pussy hard. I reached back and slapped her ass as hard as I could. Her eyes closed and she grunted and whimpered.

  As a hand print produced itself on her ass, I slapped it again. I worked the vibrator in and out of her ass.

  Whack! I slapped her ass again. She moaned into the ball gag.

  As I fucked her as hard as I could, I continued to work the vibrator in and out of her ass. Whack! My hand slapped the other side of her ass.

  Her breathing changed again, and she began to contract. I continued to fuck her as hard and as fast as I could. As I worked the vibrator in and out of her ass, I reached onto the comforter for the lube. I held the lube over her ass crack and squirted out a generous amount.

  I leaned back and watched as the lube worked its way to the vibrator. I pressed harder and harder, shoving myself into her as I worked the vibrator.

  She mumbled into the ball gag.