Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

He went into his room, letting Sarah enter after him and shutting the door behind her. She was on him immediately, eagerly pressing her lips to his in a hurried embrace. He felt her run her hands down his back and to his butt, pulling his hips forward and grinding her crotch against his erection.

“Throw her down and fuck her”

‘You’ve said that before,’ he thought at it. ‘Don’t you ever come up with new ones?’

“The classics never change”

He laid his head back on the door with a dull thud. She began to drop to her knees as she quickly began to unzip him. He glanced down at her a second later, confused as to why she stopped.

“I just remembered, I told you last time that you were gonna have to earn one,” she said, with a wicked grin.

He groaned as images of him washing dishes and doing laundry filled his mind. “Dishes or laundry,” he said, completely missing her innuendo.

“Oh no,” she said, chuckling at him. “I’m not going to waste it on anything like that.”

She stood up and stepped back a bit, beginning to pull her shorts off.

“Sarah, what are you doing?” he asked, surprised at her.

“I told you. You’re gonna earn these lips this time bucko.”

“Won’t they hear us?” he asked, suddenly remembering his other siblings.

In response, she leaned over and turned on his radio. “Well, I can try and be quiet,” she grinned at him.

“I’ve never…” he began to blush again.

“Ate at the crab shack, ordered the furburger, enjoyed a nice side of snatch, gone muff diving, munched carpet, sunk your tongue into a nice hot steaming bowl of sardine sau…”

‘Yeah, that’s not helping,’ he grumbled at the voice.

“Oh sweetie,” she said, smiling. “Don’t be embarrassed. You’ve been amazing at everything else, I’m sure you’ll do just fine at this. I’ll tell you what to do.”

“Okay,” he said smiling, suddenly excited at the thought. “I just never thought that we’d take it this far,” he admitted. “I’m glad we are though.”

“Me too, sweetie,” she smiled at him.

He leaned forwards, gently falling to his knees and grabbing her shorts. He pulled them gently off and tossed them to the side within easy reach, in case they were disturbed. She was wearing black lacy underwear.

“I put them on for you, hoping you might try and catch a glance sometime. I normally wear something more sensible,” she said, seeing his surprise.

He leaned forward and kissed her inner thigh, gently nibbling on the flesh and moving slowly around.

“That’s… nice…” she said, her eyes closed as she gently began to sway. “Oh… my…”

He continued to kiss on her thigh, slowly moving to her other thigh as he inserted a finger into the elastic band of her underwear. He moved his lips over the panties as they slipped passed on their trip down her legs, moving gently closer and closer to her mound. He pulled back and looked first at her pussy lips, and then up at her. She was shaved.

She smiled down at him, “I did it for you. You like?”

He grinned and went back to kissing. He slowly moved his lips over her pussy, drawing a small smile and a whisper of pleasure from her mouth. She gingerly lifted a leg to allow him access. He smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist and gently pulling her towards his tongue. His tongue began to draw small circles around her pussy lips, tentatively avoiding her clitoris and the area between her lips.

She draped the raised leg over the beg of his shoulder as he finally began to lick along her clitoris, pushing his tongue deep between her folds and drawing her pussy to his mouth.

“Now don’t just lick like a puppy dog,” she instructed. “You can… Oh god…” she said, momentarily distracted as she slurped on her clitoris again. “You can gently nibble, use a finger or two. Just don’t stop, that’s the key thing.”

He pulled a hand from around her waist, and started to push it into her pussy.

“Here,” she said, grabbing his hand. She pulled it to her mouth and licked on his fingers, pulling them into her mouth and then lowering it back to her pussy. She turned his hand palm towards him and pushed two of his fingers inside of her.

“Now little brother, gently begin making a ‘Come here’ motion with those two fingers as you gently suck on my clitoris.”

Mike did as he was instructed, pulling his finger tips along the moist flesh of her vagina.

“Oh… sweetie…” she said, her knees starting to go weak.

She gently fell to her knees as he briefly pulled his mouth away and let her lay on her back, but then immediately went back to sucking on her clitoris and continuing the same movement with his fingers. She immediately began to wiggle and gasp uncontrollably, feeling an orgasm working its fingers up her body.

“Wow… you are good at this, sweetie,” she said, smiling and closing her eyes. “My little brother is an excellent pussy eater,” she announced quietly. He smiled, his lips tenderly pressed against her cunt.

“Hurry up and stick your dick in her.”

She felt her vaginal muscles contract, wanting to draw him in as the first wave of her orgasm hit. She let out a small gasp and moaned, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him harder against herself as she came. “Oh God, Mike… Yes… yes… ” she arched and bucked her hips a few times until the last waves of the orgasm had passed, then just lay there a few seconds, basking in the twinges of her aftershocks.

Mike lifted his head and looked up at Sarah. “How was that?”

She laughed, a little loudly for his comfort, “Sweetie, I think you were made to eat pussy.” She rolled over after a few seconds and reached for her shorts. She giggled seeing the look on his face. “We aren’t done yet, don’t worry. I just have a surprise for you.”

She reached into the pocket of her shorts and pulled something flat and round out.

“We’ll need this,” she said, handing it over to him.

He looked at it a second, shock crossing his face. “Sarah, this is… we can’t do this!”

She looked puzzled. “Why not? It’s just a condom.”

“Sarah, that’s… that’s incest!”

“What do you think we’ve been doing, you big doofus?”

“Just do it you big pussy”

“This is different Sarah. I don’t know about this.”Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Mike, if you don’t want me then…”

“It’s not that Sarah, I do want you. I mean, I really do want you, like a lot. I keep having a voice in my head saying throw you to the ground and fuck you.”

“Maybe you should listen to it,” she said and began to rub her pussy again.

“I don’t know Sarah.”

“Well, if you aren’t comfortable,” she said, pulling her hand away from her pussy and sticking her fingers in her mouth.

“I just don’t want things to get weird between us, and I don’t want you to get hurt.”

She smiled, touched at his concern.

“Mike, I want to fuck you more than I’ve wanted to fuck anyone before, and that’s saying a lot for me.”

“You do?” he asked, genuine surprise on his face.

“WILL YOU PLEASE FUCK HER, ALREADY!”