Give It To Me: Taboo Romance

by Ami Snow

  “Casey?” Paul stepped out from his room as she jumped and the towel slipped from her hands.

  “Shit!” she cursed as Paul stared at his step-sister’s body in awe. Her breasts were slightly bigger and swayed as she bent down to grab the towel, with her ass facing him.

  “Sorry,” he pretended to have his eyes covered so he could give her some sort of decency.

  “Give me like two minutes?” she rushed into her room as she threw on her clothes with her face heating up. She never expected him to see her like that! He probably thought she was fat and just flat out ugly or something. God she hoped she hadn’t scarred him for life or anything.

  Paul was pacing up and down the hall as he waited for her to come back out. Would she even come back out? He didn’t think she would’ve scared that easily and he was realizing that he was sporting a hard on while trying to get the image out of his head of her. He could only imagine what she looked like down there…

  “Casey?” Paul asked in a husky voice as he tried to conceal it while knocking.

  “What?” she asked while opening the door.

  Paul resisted the urge to check out her cleavage that was being displayed in the tank top. “Sorry… I was just going to ask if you wanted to catch that movie later on you kept mentioning.”

  “Oh… uh sure Paul,” she smiled as he stood there awkwardly. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed a slight bulge in his pants and felt her cheeks flush. Was that because of her!

  “Great, and I’m sorry again for earlier… it’s not like I haven’t seen anything before you know” his eyes lingered on her body for a brief second before he rushed back to his room and closed the door quietly.

  Casey felt her body heat up while locking her door before going over to her drawer and pulling out a vibrator. This was an emergency that needed to be taken care of immediately.

  Lying on her bed, she stripped down to her bra and thong while teasing the vibrating egg around her puffy lips.

  “Mmm,” she moaned quietly while imagining Paul sliding his cock against her swollen entrance. If only he wasn’t “related” to her.

  Pinching her nipples, Casey sighed in pleasure as she began to climax and shook slightly against the bed from the sensation. She felt that she would be doing this more often since being home again and seeing him.

  Thinking to herself she decided there had to be a way to seduce him and get what she wanted. Even if it was only once more, she had to know whether the chemistry was there between the two or not. He had made it seem like there was after the way he looked at her and the comment, but it could have just been him thinking with his other head. He was a guy after all, but it didn’t mean she would cut him some slack. Paul was a mature adult who could take care of himself.

  Throwing some clothes on, Casey went downstairs and decided to help her mom with cooking. She had recently become interested in trying to make her own recipes and knew her mother would be more than willing to help.

  “Hey mom, need any help?” she asked as she saw her mother was mixing some kind of batter together.

  “Sure honey, you can turn the oven on for me and then I’ll let you finish making the cake for me? I have to get ready for a dinner meeting tonight that Henry was invited too.”

  “Mom that’s still like five hours from now,” she joked with her mother.

  “I know, but I still need to look my best, and that means one hour of freaking out over what to wear,” she teased her daughter before finishing up on whisking the ingredients. “Everything is on the counter here for you to use, but since I know you like to experiment, there’s more stuff in the pantry over here.”

  “Thanks,” she kissed her mother’s cheek before examining the cake box that had white frosting inside for her to use. Maybe she could put some dye in it… like blue or purple.

  About an hour later, Casey was meticulously spreading the purple frosting on the cake with her tongue out. She was trying to make it as even as possible and save some extra icing to make designs with, that she would dye red to make a red-violet color.

  “Hey sis,” Paul came down as she caught herself from messing up the cake. Phew!

  “Hey,” she said and continued on with frosting the cake, not paying him any mind.

  Paul checked her out as he noticed her ass sticking out and couldn’t help but imagine taking her over his knee and spanking it just to feel how firm it was. The thought alone made him hard as he tried to get rid of those thoughts. What was going on with him?

  “Did you make it?”

  “Well mom started it but she’s letting me finish it. When it’s done you can try a slice and tell me how it is?” she still hadn’t turned around as she continued talking.

  “Sure,” he didn’t mind as he continued to look at her from behind hungrily.

  He couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss they had shared so long ago. Yes it hadn’t been wrong then, but he couldn’t bring himself to do anything taboo like that again. It would be wrong on so many levels, despite the fact that she is an adult, he still felt like he would take advantage of her. And that was something Paul would never get over.

  “Done,” she stood up and admired her work of the icing and the small waves she had made with the red icing. It didn’t look too bad and she couldn’t wait to see what her mom thought.

  “Did you calculate it all out?” Paul teased her.

  “Maybe a little,” she admitted while licking a drop of icing that had gotten onto her finger. She wasn’t sure but she thought she heard Paul gasp but he had already left to go watch television. Which was fine, she wanted to admire her work for a couple of minutes before she cut into it’s perfection.

  Paul turned on the t.v. as he threw a blanket over his lower half. His hard on was raging as he tried to get the image of her licking the icing off her finger from his mind. It had been so erotic and he had definitely imagined it not being her finger but his cock. God he was in so much trouble for thinking these things!

  Casey walked in and sat down on a chair with her legs crossed while watching the show intently. Her favorite episode of Modern Family was on and she was trying hard not to quote it. Paul would just make fun of her and it wouldn’t be the end of the teasing from there.

  While she was engrossed in the episode, he was slowly examining her body in the chair. Her long slender legs were crossed and showing off her muscles, while he noticed her breasts moving slowly when she breathed. He knew he needed to tear his gaze away from her before she noticed but it was so damn hard!

  “How long…” he coughed to conceal the lust in his voice, “when can I dig into your cake Case?”

  Casey blushed, the way he had worded that seemed so dirty but obviously it hadn’t meant to be that way. She was just overreacting to the situation.

  “Give it another few minutes,” she replied while continuing to watch the screen. If she looked over at him, all rational thoughts would go out the door and would never come back.

  Chapter 5

  Casey was thankful and surprised at the same time that her mom and stepdad never realized that something odd was going on between her and Paul. Maybe they were just completely oblivious to this whole thing? Surely not, there were times where it was super awkward but no one would comment on it. Possibly for the sake of not embarrassing the other or something along those lines, she wasn’t sure.

  Paul was beginning to find it harder to not focus on Casey either. Every time she just moved, his eyes would be on her body, whether to watch her ass and hips sway or her breasts jiggle if he was lucky. He knew that if he didn’t start being careful, she was going to notice or his dad was going to say something about why he was hard.

  That afternoon, Paul’s dad texted him and said that him and his stepmom were going out for the night and wouldn’t be home until that next morning. He didn’t give many details but it gave Paul the perfect window of time to figure out what was exactly going on between him and Casey.

  “Casey, mom and dad are going out to
night!” he called from upstairs as he waited for her to reply.

  “Okay!” she called back as she felt her heart thundering in her chest. Tonight was the night she would get to seduce her “brother” and figured out if he liked her or was even slightly attracted. Casey wanted desperately to think that he did, but it was possible that he wouldn’t but she refused to believe that until she had her proof.

  Paul decided to head downstairs so they could discuss the plans for tonight. For all he knew she may be hanging out with friends or something.

  “Are you busy later?” he asked while trying to keep his eyes on hers.

  “Nope, I figured I would just go out or stay in… I kinda want to get drunk,” she giggled while trying to see if he would take the bait or not.

  “Well I vote for staying in then,” he winked before looking for his wallet, “but first let me go get the alcohol. Mom and dad wouldn’t appreciate if we drank from their stash I think.”

  “True,” she stood up and followed her brother out to his car, not bothering to hide her gaze as she examined his muscular back and ass.

  “Do you want anything in particular?” he asked when they got in the car and began driving off.

  “Something strong but fruity?” she asked innocently as Paul felt his cock stir. The way she was looking at him was making him hard enough to fuck her right there in the car. If only he could get her to suck him off…

  “I’ll see what I can find for ya,” he teased her while returning his thoughts and mind towards the road. This wasn’t the time or place for him to be distracted.

  About two hours later the siblings found themselves laughing their asses off at some videos that were playing on the television that made no sense. However they were too drunk to comprehend what was going on really, other than the fact that there was indeed an electrical current running between the two of them.

  “Hey Case?” Paul asked again for the thousandth time as he would try to crack a joke but epically failed as Casey continued to crack up anyways since her brain wasn’t exactly at its top performance.

  “Not another one Paul,” she drawled out his name while he chuckled and threw his hands up.

  “Okay, no more then,” he rested his arm on the couch, letting his fingers brush against her bare shoulder.

  Casey shuddered internally, she enjoyed the feeling of his skin on hers… now was the time to make the move before they became anywhere near being sober.

  “Paul,” she began slightly hesitant. “Do you think I’m pretty?”

  Paul felt his breath catch while feeling the haziness slowly disappear from his thinking. Of course he thought his sister was pretty, she was absolutely gorgeous! Why would she ask him that? Was it a security thing?

  “Of course Casey, any guy would be lucky to have you,” he smiled gently and played with a strand of her hair.

  “Prove it,” she pressed gently.

  “How?” he looked confused, “do you want me to hook you up with one of my friends? I’m not kidding about you being beautiful.”

  “No,” she shook her head and scooted closer to him as she stared into his eyes. “I just want you to prove to me by yourself that I am.”

  “How,” he stuttered while feeling his cock harden as she shifted into his lap, giving him a good view of her cleavage.

  “However you want,” she breathed gently and pressed her lips to his gently while tangling her fingers in his hair.

  “Case,” he breathed against her while pressing his lips to hers again. He had wanted to feel her lips for the longest time now.

  “Shh,” she shushed him and breathed, “just keep going.”

  He took that as his cue and slipped her shirt off in a frenzy before kneading her breasts through her blue bra that she had on. He wanted desperately to pull it off and see her breasts again like that day when she had finished showering, but the quicker he moved the clumsier he became.

  Casey helped and pulled off her bra and his shirt within seconds while kissing him yet again. He moaned while grabbing her breasts within his hands and kneading them harder. God to feel this flesh within his palms was more than enough for him to explode within his pants. He needed to control himself better if he wanted to go further with her.

  “Strip for me,” he breathed against her as she shook with delight and stood up to flip her hair behind her while sliding her shorts down slow.

  Paul groaned as he wasted no time in pulling his pants down and pumping his seven inch cock that was begging to be released.

  “Wow,” she breathed while sliding her thong off, revealing her lips that were completely bare except for a small patch of hair on top.

  “God, I’ve been dying to see the front of you for so long,” he breathed and pulled her back towards him as he began to suck her pink nipples within his mouth.

  “Paul,” Casey gasped as she felt his tongue envelop her nipple and flick it gently. She began to wrap her hands around his cock and pump furiously, feeling herself leaking onto his legs as he continued to suck her skin.

  They were both thinking the same thing as he released her breasts reluctantly and kissed her for a brief moment.

  “May I?” he whispered while feeling her cunt gently with his fingers.

  “I need it now,” she whined as he pushed her down onto the couch and spread her legs.

  Her core was pulsing as he stared at it mesmerized, how could he be so lucky to get an opportunity like this?

  Casey growled, while trying to push him to place his cock inside her. She wanted to know what it would feel like to have his thick meat inside, rubbing against her walls.

  Paul kissed her again slowly, while rubbing his cock up against her slippery entrance. “Slow baby,” he whispered as she moaned quietly.

  “You like that?” he teased her while sliding it in slowly as her back arched.

  “Yes,” she groaned and thrusted harder as he slid in completely and remained still for a split second before pulling out and slamming back in.

  Casey gasped before shutting her eyes and letting the pleasure roll over her body and creating a rhythm with him.

  Paul began to thrust faster while grabbing her ass and pulling her in harder. He wanted her to feel all of him inside her.

  “I’ve… wanted you since… I saw you drop the… towel when you… finished… showering,” he huffed as he continued to pound in and out of her.

  Casey blushed bright red as she remembered that day like it was yesterday. She had been so embarrassed at the time, but now knowing that Paul had found her so attractive washed away all her fears.

  “I’ve… wanted you since… we kissed…” she panted as he slowed down gently and looked at her with adoration.

  Pressing his lips to hers again, he whispered, “me too,” and pulled out as he exploded all over the floor with Casey writhing in pleasure on the couch.

  “We’re a mess,” she giggled when she finally came down from her high.

  Paul agreed and quickly began to clean up before their parents would ever realize what would happen. No one could know.

  Chapter 6

  When Casey awoke the next morning in her room, she felt funny. Something had happened the night before and she could’ve sworn it was a dream… but why did it feel so real?

  Stumbling up, she walked into the bathroom and held her head. Why did she have such a killer migraine?

  “Mom? Dad?” she called loudly while walking into the wall while cursing. What was going on?

  “Casey?” that voice from her dream called as she turned around and saw it was her brother.

  “Paul?” she stumbled again as he held her to keep her from face planting.

  “Are you okay?” he asked concerned, he didn’t think she would still be that hung over.

  “I feel… different,” she admitted, “I had the weirdest dream.”

  “About?” he asked softly while guiding her into his room. He would be able to keep a better eye on her if they were sitting down and explain things when
she realized it had been real.

  “I can’t remember everything… but you were in it,” she sighed and racked her brains for something. “I think we were partying or something because I remember there being alcohol.”

  Paul tried to stifle a smile; he could smell the booze still on her. He had showered to wake himself up this morning when greeting his parents who had come in about an hour ago. They were downstairs now just watching a movie in their room, oblivious to what was going on upstairs.

  “What’s funny?” she frowned.

  “Well… it was real Casey,” he stammered, suddenly nervous to admit this to her.

  “What else… what happened?” she whispered while paling. She hadn’t wanted to admit the erotic dream she had felt with Paul, as much as she was attracted to him, he was her step brother!

  “How much do you want to know?” he ran his fingers through his hair. He didn’t want her to think he had taken advantage of her or something…

  “All of it,” she nodded her head. It couldn’t have been that bad… right?

  “Well we were both really drunk last night, and at some point you told me to stop telling terrible jokes and you kissed me…”

  Casey hid her face in her hands; he couldn’t be serious right now! She had actually kissed him… it hadn’t been a dream after all.

  “I’m so sorry,” she began apologizing as he grabbed her hands and made her look at him.

  “Casey, there’s nothing to be sorry about,” he looked at her sheepishly, “I didn’t mind it… and I know that sounds bad, but there was more that we did.”

  “Sex?” she asked as he nodded slowly.

  “Oh my God we did!” she whispered.

  “Mhm… you seemed to have really wanted it last night, but I did too,” he shut his eyes for a moment before trying to gauge her reaction. “Mom and dad will never have to know, it can be just like the kiss. Never happening again or whatever if you really want.”