STEPBROTHER Love 2

by Scarlet, I.

  My mind snapped into gear and I pulled away from her.

  The strawberry flavored condoms and lube were down in the freaking kitchen!

  Damn it to hell!

  But luckily I had a box of rubbers in my sock drawer. They weren’t flavored or anything, but they were Trojan Magnums, so they’d fit well and wouldn’t break easily.

  Regular sized condoms were a mess for me. They looked cool, stuffed and stretched until they were shiny like a balloon. But I usually couldn’t feel anything through that tightness, and I’d had a couple break.

  What happened next is kind of a daze.

  I mean, when I sank down into Cali’s pussy I lost it. I mean, man… she was so tight, and that vagina was so responsive. I had a hard time not just cumming right then and there.

  But she’d laughed, when I was getting out the condom from my chest of drawers, she’d laughed…

  So I had to teach her a lesson.

  Never laugh at a man with an erection.

  So I held back my orgasm.

  And Jesus Christ was it worth it.

  I’ve never had better sex.

  It was like on another level all together.

  Like…

  Shit, it wasn’t like anything.

  I should have known that sex with Cali would be like Cali herself: amazing and like nothing else.

  I tried not to fuck her too hard… I didn’t want to hurt her.

  After all, this was her first time, and it was going to hurt anyways. So I wanted to be gentle.

  But she was begging me to fuck her harder and harder.

  I just lost control with her, wanting her, needing her.

  I flipped her around into a couple different positions, and before I knew it I had her up on top of me, riding me like a goddamn horse.

  And just as she comes again, this time so hard her cunt clamps down on my prick, hard, I auto-cum, shooting my load into that condom so hard my nuts actually start to ache.

  Then Cali stopped my heart again.

  “Joshua… I love you.”

  And then she fucking passed out.

  I mean, damn. I didn’t know what to do, about her saying she loved me or her passing out.

  I felt really pervy as I held her, because she was unconscious and I still had my cock inside her.

  Fuck me.

  I lowered her to the mattress, checked her for a pulse and that she was still breathing, and then slowly I pulled out of her.

  Shit, my cock didn’t want to leave her.

  I didn’t want to leave her.

  Joshua… I love you.

  Well, princess… right back at you.

  I sat there, staring at her a few beats, letting what she’d said and what I’d just kind of thought absorb.

  Holy fucking Christ.

  I was in love with Cali.

  I was in love with my stepsister.

  Chapter 4

  I almost called an ambulance.

  But wouldn’t this be a hell of a thing to explain.

  My stepsister passed out while I was fucking her.

  Yeah, sure, that was a great idea.

  So I tucked a sheet over and around her, not knowing what else to do, and went and got a cold washcloth and held it to her forehead.

  No more than a minute later she started to rouse—thank god. Every minute that she was out made me closer and closer to calling that ambulance.

  I said, “You had me scared, princess.” I felt myself move to kiss her, and stopped myself. But that was fucking bullshit, right? We’d already blown past that. So I went ahead and kissed her softly on the lips. “You ate today, right?”

  “Had two helpings of mom’s breakfast casserole,” she said, blushing.

  My god, I wanted to eat her alive. She was just the sweetest thing.

  But me being me I had to ruin it.

  “You mean I fucked you until you blacked out?”

  See?

  She got this look like I’d just run my nails down a chalkboard.

  Quick, say something so she doesn’t think you’re a complete asshole.

  And don’t say asshole!

  “I… ummm… well, I didn’t mean to say it like that.” I was feeling kind of… well, I felt stupid trying to say I was thinking anything but the dumb jock things I was really thinking. “I, just… wow, I didn’t know I was that good.”

  She started laughing, her beautiful face so animated, her joy so true and real.

  “You’re such a tool,” she said. But her eyes were telling me another story entirely.

  She was looking at me like she was in love with me.

  I reached out and pushed a lock of that honey blonde hair back and behind her ear. “Yeah, but I’m the tool you’re in love with.”

  Okay, that may not have been the best way to approach that. The look on her face was pure cat with its tail caught in a door.

  “No, I’m not. I didn’t say that!”

  Let it go. Say you’re sorry.

  Kiss her…

  But I said, being the big tool/dick/asshole I was, “You were saying it when you passed out.” I let my head fall back, rolling my eyes up like I was passing out. I bit my lip just for show. And in my best Kristen Stewart Twilight impression, “Joshua… I love you.”

  She went kind of pale, and then her cheeks went full on scarlet.

  “So,” I said, seemingly unable to just let her catch her balance. I loved seeing her blush and stutter. “You want me to fuck you, and you love me.” I smiled and let my eyebrows rise and fall a couple times. “Anything else you’d like to confess?”

  “I was delirious,” she said.

  “Delirious?” Really? She was going to plead delirium?

  “I must still be ill from last night.” She glared at me. “Why? Did I do something strange?”

  Jesus… was she for real?

  I scooted away from her. “Strange?” Yeah, the last two years have been nothing but strange.

  “Yeah, strange…” she said, leaning up and looking me in the eye, stone faced. “Like, did I do something out of character, something I would never, ever… hey,” she got this panicked look as she took in the sight of me. “Why are you naked?”

  Fuck!

  I grabbed a pillow and put it over my junk.

  Cali looked down at herself and gasped, her expression one of surprise and horror.

  “Why am I naked?” Her eyes were bugging out. “Joshua, what happened?”

  This was bad…

  But wait a goddamn second… I had never seen her eyes so wide before. Not even after I kissed her that first time. Not even when she woke up after she passed out at the wedding.

  Ah ha… now I got it.

  She was acting.

  And the winner is…

  Cali Winters for Fucking with her Stepbrother.

  She deserved a statue, a big golden one with her name engraved on the bottom.

  But I would give her a prize of my own.

  “Nice,” I said right before I grabbed her and started kissing the shit out of her… and then pulled her onto my lap, face down so I could smack that ass.

  “Just remember…” I scolded her, smacking that sweet, full bottom again, but harder. “Little princesses that try to pull shit over on their older, wiser stepbrother, get their sweet, milky white asses beat.”

  I smacked that ass again.

  I flipped her about again until she was sitting that fine ass on my lap.

  I was holding her against me, feeling… well, I was feeling too good to be true. This was motherfucking heaven to me.

  And then the little shit started smooshing her hot little ass into my crotch, making my cock get hard again.

  I groaned. “Just a minute ago you were passed out from sexual exertion…” I bit at her neck playfully. “And now you want to go for round two?”

  She took my earlobe in her mouth and bit it, making a surge of lust and adrenaline course through my body.

  “Round two… three…” she sang abse
ntly. “Whatever…”

  She kissed me and nibbled on my ear, moving that sweet, sweet ass of hers over my stiff cock again.

  Shiiit…

  I bolted up from the bed, holding my hands out at her like she was a man eating tiger.

  “You’ve passed out twice in twenty-four hours. I think you need some rest… and some dinner.”

  She got this disappointed look on her face, and then her eyebrows rose up.

  “Food sounds good… can you actually cook?”

  I started getting dressed, shrugging.

  “I’ve been known to cook a few select dishes—cereal, Ramen, mac and cheese.”

  Her nose wrinkled. She hated mac and cheese.

  “But,” I had to stop talking for a beat or two as I struggled to get my still-hard cock into the fly of my jeans. “I was thinking about the Applebee’s not ten minutes down the road.”

  That got her attention, and when she sat up suddenly the sheet fell and… well…

  Boobies…

  I mean, I’m only a man.

  Wisely, she pulled that damn sheet back up. “Do they still have that—”

  “Steak topped with mozzarella and shrimp?” I said. I knew what she liked.

  She licked her lips. “And don’t forget—”

  “The loaded mashed potatoes?”

  That got a beautiful smile out of her.

  “Wouldn’t dream of it, princess.”

  I grabbed my keys but stopped cold at the look on her face. Like she was planning on making me the entreé.

  I looked away and pointed at her accusingly. “It is looks like that that make men swerve into oncoming traffic!”

  “What does that even mean?” she asked.

  I shook my head again, trying not to lunge back at her and start humping her again.

  “It means, don’t look at me when I’m driving. You could get us both killed.”

  I heard her laugh as I jogged out the door.

  I took the stairs two at a time and skidded at the bottom, turning toward the kitchen with ninja stealth and Usain Bolt speed… well, maybe not that fast, but fast enough that I could outrun one of those Jurassic Park raptors.

  I grabbed my iPhone as I passed where I’d left it—on the kitchen counter right beside Cali’s bra.

  Good thing no one was here but us.

  I stopped at the door and backpedaled until I was looking down at the slinky, lacy bit of material. I ran my hand over the soft silk, letting my fingers rub at the lace trim. The moment when her bra fell down from her tits, letting me see them—finally!—played over in my mind.

  I felt myself getting hard again.

  I loved how she just let me play with them. Licking, sucking, biting…

  And how soft they were, that perfect skin, the fine pink nipples.

  How they’d tasted.

  Fuuuuuuck…

  I had to suck on those tits again.

  I had to lay on top of her again.

  And I HAD to shove my prick in her all the way to the balls again.

  I.

  Just.

  Had.

  To.

  I pressed my crotch against the cold, hard drawer in front of me. I looked down and realized I was humping the goddamn utensil drawer.

  I pushed away from it, raking a hand through my hair.

  I was a fucking pervert.

  Chapter 5

  Somehow I placed our order with Applebee’s, drove there, and picked it up without once trying to hump the steering-wheel of my Dodge Challenger. I’d named her Candy. A 2009, midnight blue model with twin white racing stripes down the middle of the hood and over the roof, ending at the bumper… and two more, thinner horizontal stripes on the tail end of each rear fender.

  Candy was hot. Candy was sweet.

  Candy could go 125 miles an hour, and ate turns like they’re fucking cream pie.

  I’d never try to hump Candy’s steering-wheel.

  Well, there was that time in Daytona, but I was buzzed on one beer and Travis had dared me.

  No, I wasn’t buzzed-driving—and now that I know good old Travis wants to suck my dick, it makes a sort of sense.

  About a mile from the house my phone started ringing. I thought it would be Cali, and almost answered with a bit of filthy language—just to let her know what I was going to do to her once she ate and slept for a while.

  Thank god I looked at the readout first.

  It was mom.

  I would have died if I’d said, “I’m going to eat that sweet pussy of yours for dessert.”

  “Hey, mom,” I said instead. “How’s the beach?”

  “Your sister isn’t answering her phone!” Suzy sounded frantic.

  Oh…

  I had no idea where Cali’s phone was.

  All I knew was that she was probably still in my bed…

  Probably still naked…

  And probably thinking about how I’d fucked her earlier…

  I know that was what my mind was replaying in a fucked-up loop.

  “She’s fine.”

  “Are you with her?”

  With her?

  I felt my throat choke off.

  Did she know about us?

  “Joshua… are you with her?” Suzy sounded on the edge. “I mean, how do you know she’s alright if you’re not with her?”

  “Well,” I said, trying to push down the guilty feeling that thinking about Cali was causing me. “I cooked that breakfast casserole, thank you for that, and she ate two pieces.” She creamed me on the court and then we fucked like goddamn animals until she passed out again. “And I’m just coming back with some Applebee’s for dinner.”

  Suzy sighed with relief. “I’m so glad you’re there to take care of her. You got her the steak she likes with those loaded mashed potatoes, right?”

  “Right.”

  Sure… she’d love to know how you’ve been taking care of her little girl.

  I pulled up in the driveway as Suzy started obsessing again over why Cali wasn’t answering her phone, getting herself wound up.

  I grabbed the takeout bags, ran into the house, and started up the stairs.

  “I’m sure she’s just fine, mom. She’s probably just asleep.”

  “But she passed out at the wedding…” She was starting to sound panicked again.

  I slipped into my still open bedroom door and found Cali still in my bed, eyes closed, mouth open slightly, her pouty lips begging to be kissed, her bitching body barely covered by that sheet—one pretty pink nipple peeking out.

  She was breathing heavily, and I was pretty sure she was calling out my name in a throaty whisper.

  Fuck me, I was goddamn hard again.

  “Joshua?” Suzy called from my cell. I’d let it fall down from my ear to my chest. “What’s happening?”

  She could probably hear my heart thumping in my chest like a tribal drum.

  I brought it up to my ear again and said, “Just a second, mom.” Then I cupped the thing in my hands so mom couldn’t hear.

  “Cali,” I said, trying not to yell.

  She moaned and her lips quirked into a smile.

  “Cali,” I said louder. “Wake up.”

  Her eyes slowly opened and looked up at me.

  I held the phone out to her and said with urgency, “It’s mom. She was worried about you since you weren’t answering your phone.”

  “Mom?” she whispered and hiked the sheets up to her chin, covering up that delicious looking nipple.

  I nodded. “I told her I’ve been making sure you ate, and that you stayed in bed today.”

  I couldn’t help but smile at that. I sure had kept her in bed today.

  Cali took the phone, and pinched my arm viciously.

  I stepped back out of her reach and stood by the door.

  “Hi mom,” she said, sounding like she was ready to confess to a jury of her peers on Law and Order.

  There was a beat of silence and then, “Nothing’s wrong.”

&n
bsp; A bubble of laughter tried to erupt from my mouth, so I covered it with both hands.

  “I just woke up is all…” she recovered, sounding almost normal—almost. “How’s Cancun?”

  Cali even smiled as I heard mom start to drone on about something or other.

  And then she turned kind of white, like she was going to be sick.

  “No, I’ve been feeling fine,” she said. “Joshua has been… he’s been taking good care of me.”

  Jesus, she sounded like she was on the verge of tears, or spilling her guts about the two of us.

  I jumped up and grabbed my phone back out of Cali’s hand. “And I just got us some Applebee’s to eat, so we should get to it before it gets cold.”

  Mom asked again if I’d gotten Cali the loaded mashed potatoes. “Yes, I got her loaded mashed potatoes. Do you think I don’t know my own sister?”

  “Make sure she eats. And keep an eye on her… she’s worrying me.” Suzy was being a mom.

  “I know, I know. Don’t worry.” I looked at Cali and just had to stare. She was so… fucking… hot. “I won’t let her out of my sight.”

  I hung up on mom… lost in thoughts of how I was going to keep my eyes on her for the rest of the evening.

  I grudgingly pried my eyes from her: she needed to eat and rest up some before we went for round two.

  “Time to get our food on.” Visions of a naked Cali bouncing up and down on my prick danced in my head. “I think we’ll need our strength.”

  ***

  We ate in my room.

  Cali looked all kinds of sexy eating with nothing but my bed sheet on.

  Oh yeah, I could have watched her like that all day: eating, licking her fingers, trying to keep the sheet up over her tits.

  Just beautiful.

  I ate my grub without paying any attention to it at all. It could have been a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for all I cared. My cock was hard as a rock, and throbbing in anticipation of another chance to slide up inside her again.

  She smiled happily as she wondered out loud how many calories she’d just eaten.

  “Don’t worry, I think we’ll burn them all off,” I said, licking my lips, and not because the food was good… which, I’m sure it was.

  But I was truly hungry for just one thing: the girl in front of me.

  After we ate I tried to get Cali to take a nap.

  She insisted she would only do so if I lay down with her.