Contents
Book 1: Fulfilling the Bet
Book 2: Fulfilling the Blackmail
Book 3: Fulfilling the Commitment
Book 4: Alone With the Man I Grew Up With
Book 5: Naughty Revenge
More Works
Author's Note
Book 1: Fulfilling the Bet (Satisfying the Man I Grew Up With Series: Part 1)
The steamy hot water ran down my naked body. It felt almost as if I was in a hot spring with all the steam in the bathroom. I thought of the man that I grew up with, Brad. We were step-brothers and I knew it was wrong to get these kind of ideas, but sometimes I just let myself have them. I began to touch myself, and bite my lips at the thought of Brad entering me. I couldn’t tell if I was getting hot from the thought of Brad or if it was the shower. Maybe it was both.
I rubbed my pearl faster and faster at the thought of Brad holding my arms back as he took me from behind. I began to clench as I felt myself coming closer and closer to a climax.
It’s wrong, I thought.
Who cares? It’s only my thoughts. I’m not acting on it.
I continued to pleasure myself to the thought of my stepbrother taking me until I finally climaxed and was soaking wet with more than just the water from the shower head.
Finally my head began to clear and I felt a relaxation that I always felt after these type of showers.With the water running down my head, I slowly turned off the shower, taking in the warm heat.
These were always the best type of showers I thought. It wouldn’t be close to the real thing I imagined, but it is the only way that I could satisfy my urge of wanting to be with Brad.
Finally, I turned the water off completely and stepped out of the shower. Grabbing a towel, I began to wrap around me until I took a pause. I started to wonder how I was never fully satisfied.
Sure, I’m definitely attractive with all the men that come drooling over me, I thought. But, I was never fully satisfied. The closest thing that ever comes to me being satisfied is by having these personal shower moments of mine. I stay in the shower for a long time fantasizing about all the things that Brad would do to me, knowing that if he were up for it, it would happen. The thought that while even though it was a fantasy, the possibility of it being real and so naughty turned me on like no other.
I was glad that I was able to have this moment before I went to go hang out with my college friends and my stepbrother, Brad. We’re all hanging out tonight because of the fact that Brad has just broken up with his girlfriend. If I didn’t have this shower I would probably be all over Brad which send alarm signals to everyone there. We all want to be there for him to comfort him. I wish I could comfort him in more ways than just words, but that’s not allowed I guess.
Luckily we will be going to a movie theater where I can check him out in the corner of my eye without anyone knowing. It’ll be too dark for anyone to notice and everyone will be fixated on the movie.
“Madison! Hey, Madison are you there!”
Well, it looks like my friend Taylor is here to pick me up in order for us to go to the movies.
“I’ll be right out!” I shouted.
Quickly, I dried myself off with the towel and proceeded to freshen up.
After taking awhile to finish, I stepped out and was met with a shocking look from Taylor.
“What?” I asked.
“N-no, nothing, it’s just that you look really gorgeous” she said stuttering. “It seems like your trying to impress someone” she said giggling.
“Oh stop it, you know I like to dress up nice all the time. Plus, tonight isn’t about me, it’s about Brad.”
“Are you sure you’re not trying to impress Tommy?”
Tommy. Everyone in the group knew that Tommy liked me, but honestly I never felt the same way. Maybe it was because of how I unfairly compared him to Brad. Tommy was cute, but in the face of Brad, he was honestly a no-body. Brad just had a body that seemed like it was being created for centuries. It was also as if he was fine wine and being fermented for the longest time.
Brad had this body because of all the work that he put into “fermenting” himself. Brad had been working out for the longest time. Unlike all the other guys, he would workout at home instead of the gym. It’s like he was trying to tease me. I saw Brad use his machines in order to do his workouts, as sweat dripped. His muscles tightened with each rep and it seemed as if they were rock hard. It’s as if every time he was working out he was being chiseled. He seemed perfectly calm as he did his workouts, yet he seemed so rough. Every time I saw Brad, I just imagined me being the one he was using as his workout. I quickly remembered how bad my obsession was before when we lived at home. I remember walking in on Brad while he was undressing on purpose. He was embarrassed and I pretended to be so also. Moreover, after seeing his fantastic, delicious, large member, I had thoughts and fantasies that would last me an entire life time.
“Madison, are you there?”
Swiftly, I broke out of my chain of thought and forgot what Taylor had mentioned before.
“Are you thinking about Tommy?” She exclaimed with her wide grin.
Oh, that’s right I thought. I forgot what we were talking about.
“Very funny Taylor. You sure to be mentioning him a lot, are you sure you don’t like him?”
“Hey don’t turn this on me! Whatever, let’s just go to the movies. We’re meeting everyone there…even Tommy,” she said with the large grin still there.
We then exited my apartment and were on our way to the movie theater. As Taylor drove, I continued to think of my step-brother. I knew it was wrong, but it had been a long day and I just gave into it. I thought of the chiseled body that he had and how he always looked good. It made me wonder if his cock looked that good.
I began to get aroused. I kept clenching from the thought of being with Brad. The fact that it was so wrong is what turned me on even more about it. Someone that I had grew up with, in the same household, and was so close to being with. I was teased everyday of my life growing up with him. I wish that I could just satisfy it this one time.
Growing up with Brad, I was pretty flirtatious, but I think he just viewed it as very friendly from both sides. We had very weird humor and would joke about many sexual things. We treated each other as close friends would, and I’m pretty sure that is how he saw it. Little did he know that I wanted to do these things to him.
I would joke about how we could end up marrying each other in the future if we didn’t end up finding anyone else. We would laugh, but I still really wanted him. I didn’t want to make the first move because of the awkwardness that could ensue if he didn’t feel the same way. So, I played it safe, and it has been the hardest thing. No one else, even Tommy, has been able to compare to him. I believe it’s the fact of wanting something I can’t have. It is the ultimate forbidden fruit, and the temptation to leap on his lap is so strong.
“Alright, we’re here,” exclaimed Taylor as we pulled into the parking lot of the theater.
Getting out of the car, I made sure to clear my head before we got into the theater. I had to be sure to hide this like I have been my entire life. Especially tonight, since Brad just broke up with his girlfriend. The whole point of tonight was to be there for Brad and to make sure he knew that he had friends here to support him. That’s right. Just friends. Nothing more.
As we walked in, we saw the whole group talking enthusiastically. I guess everyone was pretty psyched for the movie. To me, it seemed like any other action movie, but I’m just glad to be here.
“Hey!”
Brad shouted out to us. He seemed like he was in a pretty good mood for just breaking up with his girlfriend.
“Hey, after this movie, we decided that we we’re going to go to a house party near by that a fraternity is throwing. Are you guys down to go?” He asked.
Knowing that tonight was about Brad, I decided to be compliant and agree.
“Sweet! I just want to get drunk tonight and completely forget everything that has happened. Let’s turn it up!”
We then proceeded to walk into the line for popcorn and drinks as everyone spoke enthusiastically. I continued to keep quiet because of the thoughts that were still in my head. I didn’t want to say something that could come out wrong because of the thoughts in my head. I felt it was best to keep quiet until I wasn’t so aroused.
But, it was difficult. It was obvious that Brad had just came from the gym because of how tight and large his muscles appeared in his tight green shirt. It seemed as if they were pulsing every second. I tried to take my mind off of him, but I just kept imaging him gripping my slim waist as he took me from behind.
Stop it, Madison. You know better.
Swiftly, we got our popcorn and walked into Theater 8, and got into our seats. Just as we sat down, the movie had begun. I didn’t buy any popcorn because Brad insisted that we could just share. He said one tub of popcorn was enough for the both of them.
It seemed as if he were seductively setting the tub on his lap, but I suppose I was just reading to much into it. I obliged when he asked for me to have popcorn, and I reached for the inside of the tub that was right on top of his cock. It kept feeling like I was reaching closer and closer to it, but I could never actually get it. The motion of me reaching towards his lap was just too much for me. I decided to just sit on my hands.
“What’s wrong, not hungry?” He asked.
“Nah, not really. I already ate before we came to the movie,” I said.
“Alright, but just make sure you leave enough room to drink tonight!”
“Alright, I’ll make sure Brad,” I told him as I giggled.
What’s wrong with me. I was giggling like a school girl to everything that Brad was now saying. He just had this power over me as if he we’re some divine being.
Before I knew it, the movie was done. I was so lost thinking about Brad and the things I would do with him if I had the chance that I don’t even remember what happened in the movie.
After the movie everyone was talking about their favorite parts and all the crazy things that happened in it. I continued to stay quiet because I didn’t want to look dumb by saying something that didn’t even happen.
Luckily no one questioned me. Now we were going to go to the house party that the near-by fraternity of our college was throwing. It was supposed to be something epic, according to everyone. A bunch of alcohol, and games like Beer Pong. It wasn’t usually something I was involved in, but I didn’t want to be a bad step-sister and leave Brad early, especially after his break-up. It’s obvious he wanted to get drunk in order to forget all of the bad things and I would be there to help him forget them.
We all then got into our cars as we made our way to the party.
“So, what did you think?” Taylor asked.
“I thought it was okay, action is just not my thing I guess,” I told her.
“No, no, I meant about Tommy,” she said with a laugh.
“He was alright, I guess,” I told her, trying to satisfy her nosiness.
“Tommy and Maddy, sitting in a tree,” she started to chant jokingly.
The rest of the ride, Taylor kept with her hobby of talking non-stop. She went from talking about me and Tommy, to somehow talking about how her dog needed to go the vet. She went all over the place, but I made sure to just satisfy her with my nods and repeating “I understand”.
We then finally arrived to the house party that was thrown by the craziest fraternity on campus. Every time they threw a party, it always managed to be talked about until the next week. It was nice to see how excited Brad was to go since this was his first time at the upper-class man party, seeing as how he was only a first year in college. The timing couldn’t be more great he continued to repeat.
Walking into the party, it was noticeable as to why it was always so big. In about half a second, I was able to count about three different couples of women making out, as other guys watched. On the other side, people were playing strip poker. On the other side people were making steaks on the stove-top, something that did not fit in quite into the scene. People were partaking in many different activities. The one that got Brad the most excited though, was the Beer Pong. Gathered around a Beer Pong table, were all the football players, cheerleaders, and a bunch of other people that I did not recognize.
“Hey! Who’s got next?” Brad screamed.
“You can hop on my team for a quick two versus two!” Exclaimed a cheerleader.
Before I knew it, I was sitting at the table, sipping my beer from the usual red cup, as I saw Brad making out with his new teammate. It seemed that their team bonding was going well, I thought jokingly.
I looked around, and saw all of my friends partaking in all the different activities that we’re being offered. I saw Taylor at the strip poker table, having trouble keeping a poker face. She had the same large grin that she had when she talked about Tommy with me. Then I saw a bunch of other friends either cooking, playing beer pong, or simply doing shots with everyone else. Quickly, I was prompted by a few of them to do shots with them.
“Come on Madison! Let loose a little bit, stop worrying about tomorrow and just live in the now!”
They always referred to me as the good little girl because I never wanted to partake in all the craziness that they had known about. But, I figured I would learn from Brad and drink to forget all the problems I was having. He would drink to forget about his girlfriend and I would drink to forget about him.
Before I knew it, I was singing along with the rest of the gang to a Taylor Swift song. Things felt a bit hazzy and I finally was able to let loose. I even began to make out with Tommy randomly as he was singing along. Everyone started cheering and just said to take another shot, which we all did.
“Hey, Maddy, how about we play a game of beer pong. Just me and you, one on one.” Brad said.
“Sure!” I said enthusiastically.
“Alright, and how about we make it interesting?” He prompted.
“What did you have in mind?”
What he said next, made it more obvious he was drunk besides his slurred speech and breath.
“How about we make a bet. If I win, you give me a blow job,” he whispered in my ear.
I was stunned by the offer. Something like this is what I have been waiting for my whole life. It’s almost like I just wanted to surrender right there to him and have his cock in my mouth. But, I knew that even though we were both drunk, it was most likely a sexual joke that he was trying to make. I decided to oblige and make a silly bet on my side.
“Alright, but if I win, you owe me a hot meal!” I exclaimed.
Brad laughed.
“Okay! Game on!”
We then proceeded to the beer pong table that had seemed to be deserted now. It was 3am and many of the people had left already. No one knew about our game, let alone our bet. It was just between both of us and we were just having some fun.
The game was close. After he made a point, I made a point, and it was back and forth. I quickly noticed that my eyes began to wander away from the ball he was throwing and to the bulge in his pants. It seemed a lot larger than usual. Maybe because of the alcohol he wasn’t holding back anymore, I thought. I began to question then, was he serious about the bet that we had made? I decided that it was definitely a joke. We had known each other for the longest time and lived together for the longest time. We always had made sexual jokes. Sure, not to this extent, but jokes none the less. It was most likely due to the alcohol that he was letting loose with his jokes a
nd not censuring himself anymore.
Before I knew it, the game was over.
“Hah, I win!” He exclaimed.
“Darn, I guess you do!”
“So, are you going to fulfill the bet that we made,” he said with a large grin on his face.
Quickly, I sobered up. Is he serious? I can’t tell. I mean, I wanted to be with him, but I didn’t want to be publicly humiliated. Pros and cons continued to rush through my head, but finally I decided to stop being the good little girl that everyone knew me to be.
“Of course! I always keep my promise,” I said as I winked at him.
He looked at me with confusion, but then laughed as he thought I was keeping the joke going further.
“Alright, sweet, I guess I’ll just go get blown by my step-sister,” he said jokingly.
“Okay, well follow me,” I said as I held his hand and led him into the empty bedroom near by.
I made sure that no one else that party was watching us. Luckily, everyone else was to busy either drinking or having late night life talks around the dining table.
We then walked into the empty bedroom, and shut the door. I didn’t care if he was joking anymore. I was too drunk to care anymore. I saw the bulge in his pants, the bulge that I felt brush up against me so many times in tight spaces, and I just wanted to take it out.
“Alright, sit right there on the bed,” I said as I pushed his rough defined chest.
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