stepbrother

Chapter 1



I’m now thirty-three but the most eventful year of my life was my eighteenth. It was the year of my prom and that was when I lost my cherry to my boyfriend, Eric. Yes it was planned, carefully planned. I’d been on the pill for several months, I’d even talked with my mom about it, that I was going to have sex and she wisely whisked me right to the doctor the very next day.



So, I knew I was going to have sex the night of the prom but Eric didn’t; I hadn’t told him I was on the pill, I was saving it.



But I did book us a hotel room, my mom knew about it, that I’d be out all night and she knew what I’d be doing. Well, I was eighteen after all.



I did have some dildos and vibrators so there was no worry about any hymen, no, that was gone long before. My mom actually gave me the sex toys, she’s that kind of mom.



It was the hotel where the prom was so about twelve-thirty when the prom was being officially shut-down, I suggested to Eric that we go up to a party that I’d been invited to.



We took the elevator up and I slid my key-card in the door and it buzzed open and we went in.



“Where’s the party?” he asked.



I was already half out of my dress as I told him, “Right here, Eric, just you and me.”



“You mean it, we’re gonna do it? Sex? You and me?”



“It takes two, yes, Eric, get your clothes off. I want you to fuck me,” I told him.



“I need to go get some condoms, Emily, I don’t have any.”



“I went on the pill almost two months ago, Eric, come fuck me,” I begged as I pulled the covers down and got down, widening my legs open offering him my carefully-shaven pussy for his own.



Now you might think that we’re going at this pretty fast and there’s little foreplay. That’s true except that it was all I’d been thinking of the whole day and night. I was so wet I had to go to the girl’s room and fold up some toilet tissue and put it in my panties.



I was ready.



As much as Eric had pushed me to have sex with him, now that my legs were spread open for him to fuck me, he was all of a sudden looking a bit hesitant. But he moved up between my legs and put his dick right up at my slit and began pressing his hips forward while I held still.



I know that it would have been nicer if he’d given me oral sex before he took my cherry but, well, I knew that once I gave him the green-light or the open-legs, he would be singleminded and, honestly, so was I.



He entered me quite easily; I was expecting a lot of pushing and pulling like I’d heard some of my friends describe but once he started pushing it just slowly eased up into me fully, all the way. He just held it there at first letting me feel so full and connected.



It felt nice but it was when he started to move back and forth inside me that the feelings began to take off.



I knew three of my girlfriends were also in hotel rooms in this same complex, all of us with our legs open for our boyfriends, two of us for the first time.



“Oh, Em, this is incredible, just so good. Is it for you?” Eric moaned.



“Really good, not so much right at first but now, oh, yeah. I like doing this. Maybe we should have done it before this, huh?” I asked him pretty much knowing what his answer would be.



“Well, you kept putting me off but it sure was worth waiting for,” he said as he groaned and began cumming inside me. Thankfully, he was still feeling pretty hard and he kept going until I did have an orgasm but I wondered for a while if I would.



We did it once in the middle of the night and then once more before we got up to go down for breakfast. Then one more time before we checked out. And, no, I never got my oral sex.



So our first time was really our first four times which began our having sex as a regular thing. We would be going away to college in the fall, each of us to a different school, Eric all the way to the West Coast so while our sex was good we were keeping some distance between us emotionally to lessen the pain when it came time to go our separate ways. I was staying local, attending a small, private university about ten miles away.



The other big thing that happened in my life (things always come in pairs, it seems), was that I got a new family.



My mom had divorced my dad many years ago, I was three when it happened. Typical sordid story, not worth telling here but she dated a little over the years, not a lot, just a few guys each year.



But the last couple of years, she’d met a man who was a vice-president at the bank where she did business. One thing led to another, he found out she was single when she filled out a refinancing application and, after the deal was struck, asked her out to dinner.



They’d pretty much been together since and he’d stay the night a number of times so it had gone that far for sure.



So I wasn’t surprised when she told me that he had asked her to marry him and that she was probably going to.



He had the larger house and the plan was for us to move and they would rent out our house as income property.



So, about a month before the wedding, we moved into his house which was somewhat larger and, yes, nicer, than ours. I especially loved the in-ground pool in the back, that made it easy for me to work on my tan.



About three months before they got engaged, that’s when I found out that he didn’t just come alone, he had a son, a son who lived with him. Oddly, Tim was the same age as me.



It was then that I knew I would no longer be an only child, I’d be sharing my mom’s attention with a stepbrother.



I still remember the first day I met my soon-to-be stepbrother. My mom and Robert, her new fiancee, had planned an outing for their two children to meet and when they came over to take us out for the day, I got to meet Tim.



Well. He was hot. Really hot. Just over six feet tall, a nice tan, it seemed that he used their pool all summer, and he had a killer smile.



You can ask me why I felt flirty that first time and I’m not sure I could tell you. But I was and so was he. Looking back on it, two new step-siblings meeting for the first time, well, it seems odd that we acted more like we’d each just met some new person at school who seemed sexy rather than someone I was going to be somewhat tied-to as a family member.



But we did smile our sexy smiles and make a few passing remarks that had a bit of a sexy edge to them.



That first time when we met was nice but we really didn’t start keeping in touch with each other and the next few times we were together there was more friendly talk mixed in with a bit of flirting as well. It was fun but not especially serious.



I was still involved (read: fucking) with Eric and so I wasn’t especially trolling for any new cock.



I know that sounds really slutty but, well, I’m afraid lots of us girls think that way today. Sex is not far from our minds no matter what we’re doing.



So, Mom and I planned the rather simple wedding that they wanted, mostly a few friends and family, and we moved in with Robert and Tim a few weeks before the big day.



I immediately fell in love. With the pool. Oh, it was beautiful, large and partly shaded by a large overhead canopy. It also extended into the house, into a workout room complete with exercise equipment, a sauna and a hot tub. It was incredible.



There was a small pool in the exercise room which led out to the outdoor pool and it was enclosed by a large glass window which dipped into the pool sealing the house from the outside. The minute I saw it I wanted to swim from the small indoor pool, under the glass to the outside. That was the height of luxury as far as I was concerned.



So, we moved in and a few weeks later the wedding took place and Mom and my new dad went on their honeymoon for a week to Cabo San Lucas.



Now, before you panic thinking they left both their kids alone, we were each eighteen and had driver’s licenses and Tim’s aunt and uncle were only about two miles away and the freezer was stocked.



As soon as we’d moved in, I was at or in the pool much of the time. I had bought some new bikinis, including one thong set that I didn’t show my mom, yes, it was hardly there, I figured I’d use it when she was at work.



Of course, now Tim and I were together much of the time and we continued our mild flirting, it was fun, after all, and even did a little kissing and fanny-slapping at times in mostly an innocent, fun way.



But I was also teasing his eyes, letting him get some glimpses of his new stepsister, especially around the pool on my new thong outfit. I was shaved clean these days, just about the only way you could wear this suit. It covered my nipples and my slit and that’s about all.



I knew Tim was watching me from his bedroom window as I sunned poolside and I imagined him jacking-off up there as he looked down on his mostly-naked new stepsister.



There was one particular afternoon, it was the Monday before the wedding, that I rolled over, looking up, and saw that he was in his window, hidden back, but I still knew he was there. I was feeling really horny and, even though I didn’t have on the thong outfit, just a normal yellow bikini, I reached around and loosened it, slipping it up off my boobs to give them some sun. I slathered them with lotion, knowing I was giving him a good show.



So, yes, I was teasing the poor guy, especially whenever I was feeling particularly horny and naughty. That was a lot because Eric and I were not getting along like we had been, he was acting like a jerk quite a bit now and I wondered if it was because I was now living in the same house with another male my age.



I continued to play with my new stepbrother, giving him little peeks, little brushes against him, quick little kisses, even a few darting the tip of my tongue between his lips. Oh, I know, but it was fun and made my pussy tingle.



Then, three days after the wedding, Eric and I were out and had a big argument and I told him to take me home which he did. I stormed out of his car, ran to the front door, unlocked it, and ran up to my room crying.



As far as I was concerned, we were through.



So, I sat there cross-legged, rubbing up under me, frustrated in so many ways.



Then, I thought, fuck it, and got up, took my clothes off and slipped on a clingy, black negligee that I’d bought for that first time with Eric. I left the panties in the box, turning in my full-length mirror getting a good view of what my new stepbrother was going to see.



Then, I slipped a robe on and went down the hall to his room. The door was open and he was stretched out watching something on television.



“Whatcha’ watching, Tim?” I asked.



“Nuthin’ much.”



“Well, here’s something better to watch,” and I stepped in front of the television and opened the robe, dropping it off my shoulders onto the floor.



Chapter 2



“Omigod, Emily, you are so beautiful, I…”



“Here’s the rest,” I said lifting the hem over my head and dropping the nighty on the floor.



“Oh, wow, I can’t believe this. I know you have a boyfriend and all so I never…you are so pretty.”



“I’m ready for bed, Tim, tonight, right now, are you ready? Like together?”



“You really mean it? What about your boyfriend?”



“He’s history. So, are you ready?” I asked as I got in bed with him and pushed him over kissing him, shoving my tongue into his mouth while I gripped the bulge in his shorts.



I held him down kissing him for a minute then got up and began loosening his belt and opening his shorts. Then with one big tug, I pulled them straight down and off followed by his white briefs.



Up jumped a beautiful, light pink, thick, long penis. Oh it really was beautiful, I thought as I took it in my hand while he was pulling off his polo shirt. He laid back down and I could see just how beautiful my stepbrother was with his all-over tan. I bent down and kissed it right on the soft, round tip then let my lips slide over the crown to give a few pulls of pleasure.



Then I got up over him, squatting down, reaching under to hold him steady as I rubbed his hard dick across my wetness then began pushing him up inside me. As I felt him slowly penetrate me, I knew this would only be the beginning of his cock being deep inside me. We were home together alone with each other after school and it was soon summer and this is what I planned for my summer vacation: fucking my stepbrother all summer long. It felt that good.



His hands were rubbing and playing with my boobs, his fingertips running circles around my sensitive, excited nipples as I began rising and falling on his long, thick cock.



Delicious was the only word I could think of as I scissored up and down over him, looking down at him below me. My pussy felt filled and fulfilled. It was full of a male cock and that was exactly what my pussy was meant to hold.



“Oh, Em, I think…uh, UH, UH, uh, oh, wow,” he groaned as I felt a new warm slipperiness inside as I drew up and back over him. As I rose and fell on his hardness, I began pushing down to take him as deeply as I could. It was feeling so good all the way up my vagina from the outer lips deep to my cervix just tingling and throbbing as I moved his cock in and out.



“Mmm, god, this is so good. My own stepbrother. Right in the next bedroom. Oh, we’re gonna be doing this a whole lot. I sure hope you’re as horny as I am. And that’s a lot,” I said giddily.



“Don’t worry about me, Emily, I’d never pass a chance to have you in my bed. And we’ve got the rest of the week before our parents get home. We can sleep together.”



“And we can work on getting some over-all tans out by the pool. You look like you’re tan all over already.”



“I was using the pool naked before you and your mom moved in but Dad said that had to end. But, when they’re not here, well, that’ll be fun, just you and me, naked swimming and getting some sun and, well, doing this, right?”



“Yes, especially doing this. This is the best. And I’d love to do this out by the pool, that’s so sexy.”



I squatted on him sliding up and down, yes, it was delicious. He was so handsome under me, so obviously thrilled that we were together like this as was I.



The feelings were mounting, this was better than my sex with Eric who seemed to mostly do it to get himself off, with Tim, he was more wanting it to be good for me.



“Mmm, oh, yeah, omigod, I’M…UUH, UUH, OH, OH, oh,” I screamed as my body was swept up in the most luscious orgasm I’d ever had. I fell down over him as we kissed and kissed, his cock still inside, my hips still rising and falling, keeping the newfound heat blazing where we were joined as one.



“Don’t stop, Emily, it still feels so good,” my new stepbrother whispered in my ear following his words with his wet, sexy tongue.



I fucked him to a second climax for us both and we went to sleep in each other’s arms.



The sun streaming in around the corners of his window drapes the next morning woke us to a new life together as he rolled me onto my back and pushed up into me welcoming the new day together united as one.



What a way to wake up, I thought as I looked at his happy face smiling down at me. I lifted my legs onto his shoulders so he could push deeper which felt so good.



Oh, sex first thing in the morning, how lovely. I was really liking having a stepbrother in the same house, even right in the next room. And I was loving sleeping all night together and waking up together, that was the best.



He was fucking me slowly, something that Eric had never done, he always went like he was in a marathon. This was lovely, so nice. I was getting to know just how good sex could be. And how good it was having a horny, healthy guy in the next bedroom.



We playfully had sex, taking our time, simply enjoying each other’s bodies, relishing in the newfound openness and closeness that we were experiencing. After our quite wonderful orgasms, we went down and had breakfast, sitting close, each playing with the other, fooling around, laughing and getting all sexed-up again.



After our stomachs were full we went back upstairs to once again fill me with Tim’s cock and had more leisurely sex. Then a lovely shower, so lovely that we ran out of hot water and had to finish quickly.



Tim suggested that we begin fucking in every room of the house, so we went to the entry hall for our first of many rooms in the house. It took us three days, it’s a big house, after all, and that also included a few times in the warm sun out by the pool.



So, Tim and I were now sleeping together every night, fucking like there was no tomorrow and soon enough, tomorrow came, our parents were due home the next afternoon.



And, oral sex, oh, that very next day, right after we had lunch, naked out by the pool, he dove into the pool and swam to the edge where he called for me to come sit. Then he spread my knees and sent me straight to heaven; it was glorious. If any neighbors were home, they’re sure to have heard me. So, he began giving me oral every morning when we woke up and another after lunch. What a guy.



The morning they were due back, after we’d fucked a couple of times, I loaded our sheets into the washer and washed all the stains out and put fresh, clean, cum-free linens back on our beds. Even the pillowcases had Tim’s cum and my pussy juices on them from using pillows under my butt, a favorite position we loved.



So, we got the house readied for our parent’s return, having our last fling naked out by the pool where it was so easy to wash things down. We didn’t even need to do that, we just did it in the pool and let the filtration system remove any evidence of our fun together.



So, was it love, was it sex, was it both?



As we waited for our parents to arrive, just that question came up as we were sitting together in the media room watching some porn on the big screen.



“Em, how do you feel about what we’re doing? Is it just good sex, which it sure is, or is it more, do you think?” my stepbrother asked me.



“I’ve been thinking about the same thing. You know, I think our sex is fantastic. So much better than that jerk I was going with. So, don’t worry, I want us to keep having sex, it’s just so good. But, the rest, well, I’m a little surprised. When I came in your room that first night, I just wanted to be fucked. And you had the closest dick.”



“Gee, thanks, Emily,” he laughed.



“No, I mean, I wouldn’t have done it if I hadn’t liked you, Tim. But since that night, well, I feel like we’re lots closer, even, well, kind of maybe in love a little bit?”



There I’d said it. Now to see what he says.



“Yeah, I feel the same way. It’s more than sex, though, Emily, sex with you is fabulous, you are so hot and sexy and so imaginative.”



I knew what Tim meant, I’d really become far more open about my body and sex and everything connected since we’d become lovers. I loved to experiment and try new things. I was even exposing my pussy to my stepbrother every time I sat down or was on the bed. I loved his eyes eating me up and making his cock get so hard that he ravished me the way I adored.



But now it was time Mom and Dad returned and we had to go into ‘stealth’ mode. Talk about hard to do after having the run of the house and pool to play naked and fuck to our heart’s content.



Thankfully, we were out of school now, so during the week, we had the house and pool to ourselves and went back to our earlier carefree times once again.



So, on Wednesday, we were out by the pool, I was laid back on a table as Tim stood between my legs fucking me vigorously when we heard, “You two, in the house. Get dressed, I want to talk to you two.”



Tim jerked out of me as I grabbed a towel to see my mother standing by the patio door. Oh, shit.



We both ran indoors and upstairs as fast as we could. I knew we were in big trouble now, even though we were both eighteen and I’m sure my mom knew that I was no longer a virgin, but still, we were in for it.



I hurriedly pulled on some clothes and went and stood in the hallway outside my room. In a minute, she popped her head out and told me to get Tim and come to her room.

Purse swinging from her toned arm, Marianne whistled happily under her breath as she headed to her car under the early afternoon sun. Today was the last day of work before a well-deserved week off. She was planning lots and lots of tanning, swimming and mall time with her best friend, Alli, before the last vestiges of Indian Summer sun faded to winter paleness.



The shrill ring of her cell cut her off mid-tune. She fished for the phone and pulled it out, frowning at the “unknown caller” displayed in the ID window. She never answered calls without knowing who they were. She dropped it back in the depths, unlocking her door and sliding onto her hot leather seat. She couldn’t wait to get home and get her work clothes off! She’d worn tan slacks, a matching black lace panty set and a loose emerald green blouse. Comfortable in the controlled environment of the workplace, but a little hot for the Texas midday.



The material of her blouse fluttered around her body as she steered the racy little convertible into traffic and sped off toward home.



Pulling up to the garage, she noticed a limo parked by the entryway. Her mother and stepfather were exiting as she came to the door.



“You’re back! Good!” Her mother gave her a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek, the scent of peonies and roses wafting from her heavily sprayed neck. She stepped back and tucked a stray strand of courtesy-of-the-salon blonde hair behind her ear. “Bill and I were invited, quite last minute, to a weekend retreat. We would have said no, but the senator will be there. You understand, darling.” She patted her daughter’s cheek. “You’ll be fine here with Michale, won’t you?”



Marianne paled a little. She hadn’t seen her stepbrother in four months, since he had waylaid her tanning and raped her. She hadn’t told anyone or spoken to him since.



“Are you sure you have to go?” But her mother was already seated in the car and paying little attention to her offspring.



Her mother loved power and connections. The promise of spending all weekend rubbing elbows with the senator wouldn’t be passed up.



Marianne sighed, steeled herself, and went inside. A change of clothes was first on her agenda, then a bite to eat.



She slipped quickly into a wide-neck white blouse and long pink gypsy skirt, leaving her long brown hair loose around her shoulders. The black lace bra showed through her shirt, so she took it off and tossed it in the laundry. Her breasts were on the larger side at 34D, but firm and perky enough that she didn’t always wear a bra, especially around the house.



She’d almost forgotten about the threat of her stepbrother as she skipped down the stairs to the kitchen, but it all came rushing back as she rounded the corner and screeched to a halt at the sight of him across the kitchen bar.



Michale looked up, a slow smile spreading across his handsome face as he took in the sight of her, eyes running up her body, pausing at her heaving breasts before reaching her reddening face. He winked.



“Heya, sis!”



“Michale!” She half gasped, but recovered quickly, sliding onto a bar stool. “Uh, hi! Didn’t expect to see you.”



He returned to making his sandwich. “Yeah. Got a week off for Halloween. Figured I’d come home this year. Lame-ass parties didn’t seem as fun as hanging with my sister.” He took a bite, winking at her again.



She hopped down and opened the fridge, grabbing a can of soda. She decided to act like she didn’t understand what he meant. Maybe it had been a fluke the last time and he’d decided to behave like a brother should.



“I don’t see how it would be more fun here,” She took a swig of Coke, leaning against the counter a couple feet from his sandwich makings.



“Oh, no?” He moved faster than she could react, arms on either side trapping her, his hips pressing her back and pinning her to the counter. She flushed, swallowing hard. “I think you can guess, little sister.” He took the can and set it aside.



“Michale,” her voice faltered and she cleared her throat lightly. “Michale, you can’t. Stop. It’s wrong.”



“You’re right, Marianne,” his voice was husky. “I can’t stop.”



He lowered his head, giving her a fraction of second of warning before his lips pressed against hers firmly, his tongue seeking entrance to her mouth. Her muffled protest gave him room and he surged inside, stroking and flicking against her own tongue.



The toll of abstaining from sex for the last four months due to unresolved feelings after his last assault took its due now, as the feeling of a warm male body pressed against her and the talented mouth plying hers sent tingles along every nerve. She could feel her pussy moistening as her nipples jumped to attention with his chest pressing closer. An unexpected moan slipped out. He chuckled, low in his throat.



“Sounds like you’re enjoying this, baby.”



“I’m not your baby, Michale!” She tried to push him away, but it was like trying to move a boulder. He grabbed her wrists in his right hand, stopping her ineffective attempt.



“I beg to differ,” he murmured against her neck, nipping the skin just below her ear. She shivered, her nipples getting incredibly harder, aching to be touched. His other hand slid up to do just that, softly running his fingertips across first one, then the other breast before cupping the right one and catching the nipple between thumb and index finger.



“I think you want me just as much as I want you.”



She shook her head, then gasped aloud as his fingers pressed together around her nipple. The sensation shot straight to her clit.



In a sudden movement he picked her up and set her on the counter, her wrists behind her in his left hand now and his right slowly sliding up her skirt. She held her breath, torn between outrage and anticipation.



“Oh, really, little sister?” He held his hand up in front of her face, fingers glistening with her wetness. “I didn’t even have to touch your pussy. You’re dripping down your legs.”



He slid his fingers back up the inside of her legs and past the ineffective barrier of her lace thong. His light touch on her clit made her jerk, a slight sound of pleasure slipping past her lips. The finger slid lower, gently playing with her lips before parting them and slipping inside her tight pussy. She could feel herself gripping at his finger, then stretching as he added a second digit and began to move in and out.



“Mmmm, you’re always so ready for me, Mari,” He whispered against her neck, kissing her warm skin. He flicked his thumb across her clit and she spasmed, gripping his fingers and curling her toes at the sudden burst of pleasure.



His fingers were suddenly gone and her wrists freed as he slid her gauzy skirt to her waist and forced her legs wide, scooting her to the edge of the counter. A quick jerk and her panties were in pieces on the floor. His head moved slowly, letting her anticipation build as his mouth moved down to her juicy folds.



The first touch was electric, his tongue swiping up through her pussy and ending with a flick to her clit. He repeated the motion again, and again, then stopped to suck her clit between his teeth, rapidly lashing his tongue across the sensitive nub. She let out a strangled moan, causing him to chuckle against her wet flesh. His finger was back, pushing gently inside her, curling up and pressing against her g-spot in an insistent rhythm as he continue to lick and suck at her clit, lapping up her juices eagerly. “Please…” She moaned.



“Please what, sister?” He paused to say, then continued.



“Please, I want…”



“Want what? Tell me!”



“I want you!” She snapped out reluctantly, angry at him for making her voice her desires, wrong as they were. “I want your thick cock inside me, Michale! Fuck me! Please!”



This time he laughed, pulling away to slide down his jeans.



“That’s it, Baby Girl! I knew you wanted it!”



He stepped to the counter, spreading her legs around him and lining up his cock with her pussy. She could feel the hot, thick head rubbing against her clit. It parted her lips, sinking into her slowly, letting her feel every inch as her stepbrother buried his cock deep in her spasming pussy.



She let a sob out at the feeling of his cock stretching her, violating her. It felt even bigger than the last time.



Michale sank as deep as he could, letting his balls come to rest against her ass. He stayed there a minute, hunched over her body, arms to either side of her as he let her feel him throbbing deep inside. He waited until she moved her hips against him, impatient at his inactivity.



“I told you,” he hissed against her neck, pulling out until just the head rested against her lips before thrusting back in, hard. “I told you you wanted this!” He thrust again and again, punctuating his words. “You’re. My. Little. Slut! All. Mine!”



Marianne whimpered, clenching down on his cock, moving her hips in answer to his thrusts as she felt the pleasure building inside. Her fingers clenched, grabbed against the counter until she gave in and wrapped them around her stepbrother’s neck, her fingernails gouging into his back.



He growled and bit down on her shoulder, pulling her ass closer to the edge as he began to move faster, slamming into her over and over again.



With a half-scream of surrender, she gave in. The feel of thick, hot cock pounding her pussy hard was too much to ignore.



“Fuck me!” she growled, sinking her teeth into his bicep. “Pound that fucking cock deep in your little slut, brother!”



His response was to straighten, taking his cock from inside her and pulling her to her feet on the floor. She looked up in bewilderment.



“Wha…”



His dark, lust filled eyes narrowed as he pulled her to the dining room, her skirt still rucked up around her waist, bare ass slightly red from the hard counter.



“Michale, I thought…” Her voice was cut off as her grabbed her and spun her to face the table, shoving her down with her ass up. Her feet barely skimmed the floor.



His hands cupped her buttocks, kneading and squeezing the firm globes. He lightly smacked her ass, moaning in appreciation at the way they barely jiggled from the contact. With gentle pressure, he spread the flesh, running a finger across her hidden bud. She tensed.



“No, Michale! Not there! No one goes there!”



“Hmmm…an ass virgin, eh?” he leaned forward and grabbed her hair, pulling her head around to face him. “I thought you learned, Baby Girl. You don’t tell me what to do. I was gonna save this delight for later, but maybe we’ll explore it now.” He wet his thumb, placing it against the tight entrance. “Just relax.” he purred, and began to press in.



She hissed through clenched teeth as his thick digit split her open. To her surprise, it didn’t feel as bad as she’d expected, she even felt a little pleasure as he began to move his thumb in and out of her butt.



“Mmmm, that’s it, baby.” he removed his finger and she felt the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy once again. He sank in slowly and stroked in and out twice. “Ready, sweetness?” His newly wetted cock was suddenly where his finger had been, pressing firmly against her tightly clenched flesh. She let out a half sob as she began to yield.



“Please, it hurts!”



“It’ll only hurt for a minute. Just relax.”



She tried, focusing on keeping her muscles from tensing as he pressed in deeper. An inch. Two. Then he was all the way in, buried in her no longer virgin ass. He paused to let her adjust to him.



“Oh, baby. You feel so tight around my cock. I love the feel of that virgin ass squeezing on my dick!”



He began to move slowly, tiny thrusts in and out, building up speed as he went. It felt different to her. Not unpleasant, but still a little painful.



She felt his hand slip down under his cock, sliding through her folds to find her clit and rub it firmly. Instant pleasure flooded her body.



“That’s it.” now he really began to move, pounding into her ass and continuing to finger her clit.



Marianne moaned and arched her back, pleasure building throughout her body as he sank deeper, thrusting faster. Her orgasm took her unaware, setting every nerve alive as she screamed and came hard, spasming on his dick over and over.



“Ahhh, Mari! That’s it! That’s it, baby! Fuck! I’m going to cum in your tight ass!” His cock throbbed once and shot, filling her with his cum as he growled his release and bit down on her neck one last time.



They stayed that way, his weight offset from her back by his arm pressing on the table, for several minutes, both breathing heavily. Michale moved first, gently pulling his softened phallus from her, watching the bud close up behind him. He turned her over, smoothing her mussed hair from her face.



“This can’t be wrong, Marianne. It feels too good.”



She closed her eyes, leaning into his hand as he caressed her. “Maybe,” She stood and hopped from the table, adjusting her skirt so it swung around her legs again. “Maybe you’ll have to catch me to find out!” She took off, running for the stairs.



With a gasp and a deep chuckle, he followed, inches behind as she made it to his room.

Edited by: gunter99



Aaron Sanders was shocked when he heard that his father had remarried. His mother had died when he was young, and it had always just been him and his dad. When he was going to college at Pitt, his father told him during his senior year that he was dating a woman, but getting married only three months into their relationship was a huge shock. Heather was a woman who had been divorced a long time and he guessed they just fell into a mindset of hurrying up because they were both in their forties. Aaron just hoped that his dad had set up a great prenuptial agreement because he felt like this was rushed into and might not last very long – his father was one of the most successful attorneys in the Phoenix area, and he feared that this woman was a gold-digger who wanted his money. His father was the one who always told Aaron not to make rash decisions growing up, and now he’s seemingly made one himself.



What’s more, Heather was the mother of two kids that Aaron had gone to high school with and knew somewhat. Stephen was in his grade and he recognized him and had a few classes with him, but they were never friends or had hung out before. Kristy was two grades below them; Aaron only had a few conversations with her. She was on the cheerleading squad so he saw her during his football games, and his girlfriend at the time was the cheer captain and always said that she was a really nice and fun girl. Aaron remembered thinking that Kristy was extremely hot, he never acted on it or anything because he was always faithful to his girlfriend at the time, but it was still weird to think that this girl that he was previously attracted to was now his step-sister.



His father, Keith Sanders, had married in March (no ceremony, just a court house wedding and that’s it – he told Aaron not to bother to fly back home to Phoenix for it so it wouldn’t interrupt his studies during his last few months of school) and now it was June. Aaron was 23, had just graduated Pitt and was looking for a job. He had been the Panthers starting quarterback the two previous years and had garnered some NFL draft buzz, but this last year he suffered a season-ending injury three games into the season and had to sit out. He had always counted on making it to the NFL in some capacity (even as just a backup QB, at least) but his injury had made that impossible, and now he was forced to look for other job options. Because he wanted to focus on football, his major at Pitt was “Communications” – the easiest one possible, but now he would have to rely on it to get real non-football work and was in a bad situation.



Thus, Aaron was forced to fly back to Phoenix to live at the house he grew up at. He thought he was just going to live with his dad, but the marriage had changed that equation, and now it would be a packed house. Stephen had also recently graduated and was coming back from San Diego State, while Kristy was a currently a student at local Arizona State and commuted from home to save money.



Aaron was kind of pissed at the situation. He was sure that one of the kids had taken his room; they had a guest room as well but no other bedroom suitable so he wasn’t sure how the living situation would shake out. He supposed the workout room would have to be converted into a bedroom. He sure hoped one of those other two would be the ones to live in the guest bedroom and the other room – he wanted to stay in the bedroom he had grown up in, not only was he more comfortable with it, but it was much larger as well.



Sitting on the plane headed to Phoenix, Aaron ruminated about the possibilities, but at the same time he was somewhat excited to have siblings for the first time. He had grown up as an only child, so he never really had the experience of bonding with siblings at all – maybe it could be fun. It could be a lot of fun to have a brother to hang around and throw the football around and play video games with.



He had no idea how to interact with Kristy – what do sisters and brothers do together, exactly? The fact that he was previously attracted to her and probably will continue to be made things complicated as well. Well, at the very least, it would be nice to have something to look at around the house, even if he could never act on it. He decided that there was really no shame in being attracted to her – it’s not like they were a blood relation, they didn’t grow up together, and they even sort of knew each other beforehand. Aaron was less excited about having a mother figure for the first time – he certainly hoped Heather never tried to boss him around.



After the plane landed at Sky Harbor, Aaron got off the plane and saw his new family together for the first time.



“Hey son,” his father said as he came up and hugged him. “Welcome home!”



Heather came up to him next. Although he went to school with her kids, Aaron had never met her before, and when he saw her he immediately knew why his father wasted no time in locking her up. Heather was in her 40′s but could have easily passed for early 30′s, with long black hair, a slim waist and relatively large breasts for her figure. She clearly had a little bit of plastic surgery done at some point but it had paid off, and she looked a lot like actress Courteney Cox.



“Hello Aaron! So nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you from your father, he showed me your football games and everything. I guess you’re my new stepson now!”



“Yeah, I guess so. Nice to meet you too,” Aaron chuckled nervously. This was a pleasant surprise – even if she acts like a total bitch and tries to control me, now I have two women to look at around the house, he thought.



Stephen came up to him next and they shook hands. “Hey man, nice to see you again after all these years.”



Aaron greeted him back and shook his hand but couldn’t help but feel a little awkward – they knew each other to some degree in high school and certainly had no animosity but they were never friends or talked to each other outside of class. Aaron was the star football player while Stephen was a rocker who had his own band – positions that gave both of them plenty of popularity and got them laid plenty, but not really circles that crossed often. Stephen was 23 now, the same age as Aaron.



Next up was Kristy. Aaron had to stop his jaw from dropping when he saw her. He thought that she was smoking hot in high school, but she had upped a level in the time since then and turning 21. She had long black hair, an absolutely adorable face with just the right amount of freckles, and a killer body that included a nice round ass and a slim waist and a toned stomach. Her breasts were small but perky in high school, but they had definitely grown in the last four years, in what appeared to be a natural fashion.



Aaron went in for a handshake. Kristy threw his hand away and went in for a hug. “Oh put that away, you’re my new big brother, that deserves a hug!” she said as she squeezed him and made a squealing noise. Aaron bucked his lower body away as he correctly assumed that his dick would get hard from having her tits pressed against his chest.



“Hey there – nice to see you too, new stepsister!” Aaron laughed. Aaron began to reevaluate his situation. He was excited at the possibility of seeing an attractive girl around his house initially, but he knew that he would never act on it because he would never put his father in that awkward position. But he didn’t expect it to be like this – the best case scenario was a major case of blue balls, and the worst case scenario was he might get caught staring at her and creating an awkward situation for everyone.



“Damnit, why couldn’t I just have met with her separately and not have our parents be married? I could have fucked the shit out of her without ramifications,” Aaron thought to himself.



The five of them chatted as they grabbed Aaron’s bags and drove home. As they were getting into the car, his father’s five-seat sedan required the three new siblings to be in the back squished together. Kristy chose to be seated in the middle between Aaron and Stephen. Aaron had to pull his shirt over his pants as he could hardly contain his erection at the fact that Kristy’s shapely ass was rubbing up against him in her tight jeans.



As they drove home, the new family chit-chatted. Aaron found out that Heather was a relatively successful pharmacist, which somewhat alleviated his concerns that she was a gold digger out for his dad’s money. He also found that although they’ve only recently started dating that they’ve actually known each other for over 20 years – they first met when Aaron and Stephen were attending the same pre-kindergarten classes.



Eventually he and Stephen got to talking. “Hey man, I got to say, I have followed your football career pretty closely,” Stephen stated, “and I was definitely rooting for you because it was cool to say to my friends that I knew that successful Pitt quarterback from high school. Although, I will admit, I was a little upset when you beat my SDSU Aztecs in the 2010 season opener,” he laughed. Aaron appreciated this but was a little sad as it reminded him of the potential he had before the injury ruined his career and potential future.



Finally, they arrived home. The five of them hung out for a few hours and talked and shared a bottle of wine. Aaron didn’t dare ask about sleeping arrangements – he was pretty sure that it would cause some sort of conflict. When it came time to go to bed, his father approached him when they were alone.



“Hey, Aaron, since we didn’t think you would be back here we gave your room to Kristy and Stephen is sleeping in the guest bedroom. We can figure out a different situation later, and we’ll probably convert the workout room into another bedroom soon, but you don’t mind sleeping on the couch for now, do you?”



Aaron was pissed but knew that something like this was coming. He felt like he had the rights to the room that he grew up in, but now Kristy has it? “That’s fine for now, but we need to convert the workout room soon, and when that happens, either Kristy of Stephen will move there, and I get my old room back.” His father assured him that he would do what he could.



Aaron slept on the living room couch that night, and he was miserable. Aaron was 6 foot 4 inches tall, and easily was larger than the couch, and when he woke up his back felt miserable.



Aaron woke up sore at 9am, and saw Kristy going about the kitchen. “Hey, good morning, big brother!” she cried out. “How did you sleep?”



“Miserable. I’m much larger that this stupid couch, I feel like shit.”



“Oh, too bad,” Kristy replied. “No worries, we’ll have the workout room converted into your new bedroom in no time!” Aaron was sort of pissed off by this reply – why couldn’t he get his old bedroom back? Kristy was the smallest of the three of them, she should be the one to sleep on the couch. Or, if you accounted for the fact that Kristy was a lady and should be treated better, Stephen was much shorter than him and should be the one to sleep on the couch.



Aaron found it hard to be mad, however, as he watched Kristy go around the kitchen in her amazing body dressed in nothing but a t-shirt and panties while cooking waffles for everyone. He made sure the blanket he had covered his erection, and felt the need to commentate. “Hey, sorry if this is weird, but could you put on some shorts or pants or something?”



Kristy laughed at this response. “Why, big brother, are you aroused at your new sister walking around in her panties?”



Aaron hesitated and then said “Well, ummm, no, it’s just kind of indecent.”



Kristy laughed and said that she would go find some shorts, and ran upstairs to get some. When she came back, Aaron saw that she was wearing tight Daisy Duke jean shorts, which didn’t exactly help the situation.



Later on in the morning, Keith, Heather and Stephen woke up and started to eat breakfast. While they were in the middle of eating, Keith told the three kids that Heather and he had an announcement. After their marriage, they had not had a honeymoon yet, and in one day they were going to Hawaii for three weeks. Keith apologized for bailing on Aaron right after he had returned home from school, and apologized for not disclaiming it sooner but he wanted to keep it as a special surprise for his new wife and he booked the tickets before he knew exactly when Aaron would be coming home. Aaron claimed that he understood. Keith and Heather told the kids that this would give the three of them some time to bond as new siblings.



The three of them waved goodbye as their parents were taken away by a taxi to go to the airport.



Aaron, Stephen, and Kristy all stood in the doorway and looked at each other. Finally Kristy broke the silence. “So, where do you guys want to go?” she asked. “How about some new sibling bonding?”



“That’s cool with me,” Aaron replied. “How about we go out to the community pool, and then go out and experience the Phoenix nightlife afterwards?” Aaron had, against his better wishes, thrown in the part about the pool because he was dying to see Kristy in a bikini.



“Hey, that sounds great. You down, Kris?” Stephen asked.



“Yeah, definitely! I’ll go grab my bathing suit.” Kristy replied as she went up the stairs to fetch her things.



“Cool, if you two want to grab some beers and stuff I don’t really like drinking that much so I’ll be the designated driver,” Stephen said in response.



The three of them ended up going to the community pool, which luckily no one else was at. Aaron and Kristy started to drink some of the drinks they had brought while Stephen stayed sober.



Eventually, Kristy stated that they should start swimming, and took off her clothes to reveal a skimpy black bikini.



When Kristy stripped down to her swimming gear, Stephen was disgusted. “Ugh, Kristy, come on, can’t you find something a little bit more conservative?”



“Hey, this is comfortable!” Kristy replied. “What’s wrong? Is my big brother getting turned on? Eww, that’s gross, you pervert,” she said playfully as she grabbed Stephen’s lower abdomen.



Stephen was immediately grossed out and backed away. “Knock that off, come on now.”



Aaron definitely thought this interaction was bizarre and a little inappropriate, but having no siblings himself he didn’t really know how they interacted and decided to think of it as teasing, and thought nothing of it.



“Aren’t you guys going to join me?” she asked afterwards as she jumped in the pool.



Aaron was conflicted but decided to strip to his swim trunks and jump in the pool. As Aaron took off his shirt, Kristy commentated “Ooooh, hey look, big brother’s got a six-pack!”



Aaron was slightly embarrassed but also started to feel a bit aroused, so he jumped into the cold water as soon as possible to alleviate it.



Stephen said that he was going to continue to tan and sit this one out, so Aaron and Kristy were in the water together for a while. They began to playfully bicker and splash water on one another. Aaron was aroused as he watched his new step-sister splash around in her tiny black bikini, but regretfully knew nothing could come of it.



He couldn’t believe how often he was getting aroused around her; he was usually much more controlled about it when interacting with girls. “Shit man,” he thought to himself, “you see hot girls in skimpy clothing all the time. Hell, you’ve even been watched this same exact girl dance around in her cheerleading uniform before, and you’ve never walked around having to hide your boner all the time. What’s going on here?”



Eventually the three of them went home and showered, and Aaron resolved to show them the Phoenix nightlife. Since it took much quicker for him and Stephen to get ready, the two of them waited around for a while in the living room talking sports while Kristy was getting ready to go out.



When Kristy came back down, Aaron was stunned. She was wearing a tiny black dress that showed a decent amount of cleavage and barely covered her ass.



“So, uhhh…you guys ready to go?” Aaron nervously stuttered.



“Oh yeah, you know it,” Kristy replied. “I know that my new big brother, the stud quarterback, knows all the best spots in town to hit up, and I’m ready to take advantage of it!”



As Stephen drove them over, the three of them bonded and began to recall life experiences. Aaron began to feel a real kinship towards the two –they were both genuinely good people, and he was enjoying the experience of having a real brother and sister for the first time in his life.



When the three of them got to the club, Kristy began to get hit on constantly. A creepy older man started to hit on her, and she refused his advances. He began to get belligerent and yell at her for being a cocktease, but Aaron stepped in and asked, “Is there a problem, sir?”



The man looked at Aaron’s tall frame and started to back off. “Ugh, no sir! No problem at all.”



“So, you weren’t trying to hit on her, then?”



The older man sheepishly backed off and walked away as fast as he could. Kristy looked to Aaron, relieved. “Thanks for protecting me, big brother, that dude was creeping me out.” Kristy gave Aaron a kiss on the forehead. Aaron blushed and backed away.



Kristy then looked Aaron in the eyes. “You know, all these guys have been hitting on me, could you do me a favor and dance with me for a bit so they think that I’m taken? Taken by an over 6 foot tall athlete stud who could easily kick their ass?”



Aaron certainly was not going to refuse this request. He replied in the affirmative and Kristy held his hand and led him to the dance floor. For a little while, they danced with a distance apart from them, but after a couple songs, Sean Paul’s “Get Busy” played on the soundtrack. At this point, Kristy began to shake her ass in front of Aaron, and began to grind her backside into his crotch to the beat of the music.



“Whoa, careful now,” Aaron cautioned as she began to grind herself into him. “You are my step-sister, after all.”



“I don’t care,” Kristy said as she shook her ass up and down on his crotch. “I know I can trust you, and I’m tired of these assholes coming up to me. What are big brothers for, after all?”



Aaron thought to himself that he was pretty sure the answer to that question doesn’t involve grinding their cock into their sister’s ass on the dance floor.



After a few minutes of this, Stephen (thankfully not having seen Aaron and Kristy’s dance escapades) walked up to the two of them with a bleached blonde girl in hand.



“Hey, I’m going to go to this girl’s apartment for the night, you two have fun finding someone, I’ll call you in the morning. Aaron, do you have cab fare?” Stephen asked.



“Yeah I have plenty, no worries,” Aaron said, and he and Stephen bumped fists as Stephen started to walk away from his siblings with girl.



Kristy laughed and walked up to Stephen when the girl was out of earshot. “Oh, is my big bro going to get laid tonight? You going to fuck this girl’s pussy? Give her a taste of the Holmes family cum?”



Okay, Aaron thought, I’m pretty sure that was a bit over the line.



Stephen pushed her away and laughed nervously. “Calm down sis, you’re blowing up my spot. I need to get laid! I’ll see you guys sometime in the afternoon tomorrow.” The two hugged and Stephen walked away.



Suddenly, it was just Aaron and Kristy on the dance floor. They continued grinding for a little bit, when Aaron decided they had better grab a cab ride home.



On the cab ride home, the two of them discussed their lives and plans. Aaron told her that since his football dreams were over, he was hoping to make it as a sports analyst, and Kristy said that she was hoping to be a nurse once she graduated.



Aaron asked if she ever followed college football, and she replied that she only followed it when he was the quarterback of Pitt because she liked telling her friends that she knew the quarterback in high school. She then told Aaron that she had a major crush on him in high school but knew it would never come to fruition as he was dating her cheer captain Jessica.

Edited by: Gunter99



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Aaron lay awake on the couch in the morning while he waited for Stephen to return. He stared blankly at the spinning ceiling fan as he ruminated over the activities of last night. He knew from high school that Kristy was a fun and attractive girl and he was attracted to her, but she was his stepsister now. He had told himself repeatedly that he could not act on his impulses since it would be considered wrong and could jeopardize his father’s chances at happiness, but when the time came, he couldn’t even hold out one single day. Not one single lousy day went by, and he was already in bed with her. What was wrong with him? He was relatively drunk at that point, but he still should have known better. He should have put a stop to everything once Kristy started touching him. Somehow, he couldn’t control himself, there was something about her that drove him absolutely wild, even more so than when he knew her in high school, and he couldn’t stop himself from letting things get out of hand.



Furthermore, there was the fact that Kristy obviously kept herself relatively chaste otherwise and yet was so willing to initiate their sexual activities almost immediately. The comments she made led him to a theory that he shuddered to think about.



Aaron heard the door unlock, and closed his eyes while pretending to sleep as Stephen walked in. As Stephen entered, Aaron feigned to yawn and pretended to wake up.



“Hey man, what’s up?” Stephen asked as he entered.



“Hey, hope you had fun last night,” Aaron responded.



“Sure did. So, how about you, you get any action last night?”



This question caught Aaron off guard. He almost instinctively said yes, and then realized that would be a terrible idea.



“Well?”



“Oh, uh, no, no I didn’t. I didn’t want to leave Kristy alone to fend for herself; there were some belligerent drunks there and I didn’t want to leave her unprotected.” Aaron almost winced for a moment at the word “unprotected.” Poor choice of words.



“Oh, right, good call! Shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t even think about that. Well, thanks for taking one for the team, the next time the three of us go out I’ll stay with her so you can get some action.”



Aaron laughed and thanked him as Stephen went to his room.



After the events of last night and the comments she made, Aaron knew he had to confront the possibility of a horrifying theory. He reluctantly began to consider if Kristy’s instant eagerness to take him to bed had something to do with some sort of desire she secretly harbored for Stephen, and she used Aaron to take his place now that he was technically her brother as well. It certainly made sense, the comment about “keeping it tight” for him, calling him brother all the time, and being so casual with Stephen when they were out. The thought of her harboring those desires made him squeamish, but then he felt bile start to rise in his throat as he began to wonder if the two had ever sexually experimented before. He didn’t think it was likely, as Stephen seemed to be disgusted whenever Kristy would be flirty, wear provocative clothing, or talk about sex, leading Aaron to think it must be a one way deal.



As Aaron thought further, however, he realized that there was also a possibility that the two of them may have fooled around when they were younger, and Stephen feels a great deal of shame about it which causes him to react to her in that way. Based on Kristy’s comments, however, that seemed unlikely — if he were one of the two poorly endowed guys Kristy had been with previously, she probably wouldn’t be fantasizing about him when she was fucking Aaron.



Later in the afternoon, Kristy left to go to summer class and Stephen went to a job interview (which made Aaron sadly realize he needed to start looking for a job too). Aaron had to get some sort of answers about his suspicions, and there was only one way to do that. He walked back up to her room (which, he justified, should rightfully be his room) and opened up her laptop. He hated sneaking around and invading her privacy, but he had to know the answer or else the possibilities would destroy his mind.



The computer prompted a password for unlock. Aaron had a good idea what the password was.



He entered the word:



S-t-e-p-h-e-n



Bingo. Access granted. Aaron thought that should probably be proof enough there, but he decided to check her internet history to see if there was any clues. He looked down the screen.



“Let’s see…Google, Yahoo, Reddit, YouTube, fashion tips….” he mused out loud as he continued scrolling.



Then he saw it. A search for “brother/sister Incest stories.” He felt like there was a dagger through his heart. Kristy had searched for the terms “brother/sister,” “incest,” “taboo,” and “brother sister creampie,” resulting in a series of erotic stories and porn videos containing those things. These searches went back to a time period well before their parents had started dating.



Aaron closed the laptop, put it back in its place, and sighed while looking at the floor. He had almost undeniable proof that the reason Kristy was so eager to take him to bed within the first day of knowing each other as stepsiblings had little to do with him and more to do with her expressing her feelings towards Stephen. He had thought they had shared something special, but she was only using him as a stand-in for her repressed incestuous desires. He was dealing with someone who had severe emotional issues, and he had taken advantage of her.



Aaron went downstairs and paced around the house, contemplating the situation. His initial feelings of guilt and pity slowly turned towards rage. He felt cheated that she used him as a stand-in for Stephen. He was a star in college; girls at Pitt always told him that before they slept with him they would fantasize about him when they were with other partners. Girls weren’t supposed to fantasize about other people when Aaron was making love to them — and they sure as hell weren’t supposed to use him to fantasize about their own damn brother!



Aaron resolved never to sleep with her again, no matter how electric and pure their lovemaking felt.



Still, he thought, couldn’t deny their chemistry, and he began to think back to the previous night and how wonderful it felt. He couldn’t stop thinking about how amazing she felt as he was inside her.



Aaron started to reconsider his position. What if he was doing her a good service? Her (most likely) unrequited feelings towards her biological brother were totally wrong, and maybe as a non-biologically related stepbrother he could help her get over them. Over the course of the next few hours, he got over his guilt, jealousy, and rage and resolved that this was the right course of action. He figured that he was actually helping her out with her complicated emotional issues and doing a good service. There was nothing technically wrong with the two of them having sex, and why would Aaron turn down an opportunity to be altruistic while at the same time sleeping with a girl that he was crazy for?



Later on in the day, Aaron was cooking some eggs while he heard the door unlock. Stephen walked in to the house with a beaming smile.



“You look pretty happy,” Aaron laughed. “I take it the job interview went well?”



“Oh, more than well,” Stephen replied. “You’re looking at the newest Accounting Clerk at Van Tessler Industries, Phoenix Division!”



Aaron laughed as he congratulated his stepbrother with a hug. “I’d say this calls for a shot, what do you say?”



“Well, as you know, I’m not much of a drinker, but I do make exceptions for special occasions, and I’d say this is one of them!” Stephen laughed.



Aaron walked over the cabinet and pulled out some whiskey, pouring each of them a shot, and then went to the fridge to grab a Pepsi for both of them as a chaser.



Aaron was genuinely excited for the news. Foremost, he was happy for Stephen, but now in the back of his mind he knew that he was happier about the fact that Stephen would be out of the house for most of the day and Kristy and Aaron could have the house to themselves.



Aaron eventually poured another two shots after that, and the two of them began to bond while talking about their lives growing up. Aaron started by talking about being raised by a single father, how his dad got him into football, and other topics.



Stephen explained his life growing up as well. His parents divorced when he was two years old, right after Kristy had been born, and apparently it was a nasty divorce. His father, Allen, had accused his mother of cheating on him and there was a long and drawn out legal battle over money and the custody of the children. Eventually, they settled on the plan that Stephen would live with their father and Kristy would live with their mother. As a result, Kristy and Stephen almost never saw each other while growing up, as the divorce was so bitter the two of them didn’t see each other often and weren’t raised together. Once Stephen was ready to enter high school, however, his father got a job offer in New York and Stephen opted to stay in Arizona while living with his mother and sister despite the fact that he hadn’t interacted with them much.



This explained a lot in Aaron’s mind — he vaguely recalled seeing something on the Discovery Channel one time that being raised together is how a person recognizes someone else as a sibling and not a viable sexual partner. If Kristy was raised separately from Stephen, she doesn’t have that taboo filter turned on. Whereas Stephen probably has some memory of her being born and her being a baby so he still thinks of her as a sister. While Stephen was talking, he did some Google searching on his phone and found that this theory is called the “Westermarck Effect.”



An hour later, Kristy came back from class and found out the news as well. The three of them drank to celebrate Stephen’s new job. Aaron watched their interaction together closely, but nothing seemed amiss. Stephen told them that tomorrow he would fly out to Los Angeles on the company dime for some training at company headquarters and would have to stay there for a couple of days. Aaron was delighted at this news as it meant that he and Kristy would have the house to themselves for that duration.



Still, however, there was the issue of what to do tonight while Stephen was still there. Aaron considered that he should refrain from sex for this one night, but watching Kristy’s body as she drank and leaned against the kitchen countertop left him with little choice. Aaron wanted to use the alcohol to make sure Stephen was fully passed out so he and Kristy could continue their adventures that night. Aaron knew that Stephen wasn’t much of a drinker except on special occasions, so he decided that with his higher alcohol tolerance he could attempt to get Stephen to try to keep up with Aaron and then pass out. Aaron kind of felt bad about doing this but he knew it was for the best, as Stephen would most certainly not want to hear his sister fucking their stepbrother and it would involve him in a mess of complications. Also, Aaron thought, as someone who only drank on certain occasions it didn’t hurt for Stephen to cut loose once in a while.



What’s more, Stephen was a very humorous drink. “Hey….you guys….listen….” Stephen drunkenly stammered later in the night as the other two laughed, “I just….so good…now I’ll push some pencils….get some of that MOOLAH….good…good times. Hey Aaron man thanks…..thanks BRO….good to have a brother now…”



“Same to you man, appreciate it,” Aaron responded. He felt a little guilty for getting him drunk now.



“And with that I’ll….I should probably….hit the hay and shit.” Stephen drunkenly stammered into his room and plopped onto his bed. He was out cold, and the way he was positioned caused him to start snoring. Aaron laughed and went in to turn off his light and close the door for him. Aaron walked back to the kitchen, where Kristy was leaning against the counter and started writhing her hips against it while looking at Aaron with “fuck me” eyes.



He walked up to her and grabbed her hand. “If it wasn’t so risky, I would want you to fuck me right here on the counter top,” she whispered to him.



“We’ll save that for tomorrow…you know, when we have the house to ourselves,” Aaron replied as he kissed her on the forehead, and the two of them walked upstairs to her bedroom.



Once they were in the bedroom and shut the door behind them, Kristy put on some music quietly from her iPhone and started to shake her ass in her tight jeans as he took off her shirt, doing a striptease for Aaron as he sat on the bed.



“Hey listen, before we start…” Aaron told her as she started to undo her bra.



“Yeah?” she replied.



“I really think you should cut out all that calling me brother and saying you’re my sister stuff. It’s kind of weird, I don’t think of you as a sister.”



She laughed and walked over to him, putting her finger on his mouth as her bra fell off, exposing her perky yet large breasts. “You’re a lying liar. Whenever I called you big brother you started pumping me faster and more vigorously!”



Aaron thought to himself “I was going faster because I needed more stimulus since the incest stuff is a turn-off!” but decided against saying it aloud.



“You love it. You love having a little sister who’s a slut for you, that you can fuck whenever you want,” she said as she slowly moved her jeans and panties down her legs and walked over to him for a night of passion. “So, how do you want me tonight, big brother?”



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Aaron made love to Kristy as much as possible in the next few days that Stephen was gone, taking advantage of the fact that they had the house to themselves to have sex in any location they pleased.



On Saturday, they decided to go clubbing. Since no one there knew they were stepsiblings, the two of them openly got grinded in a hot and heavy manner on the dance floor while occasionally making out.



“You dirty pervert,” Kristy laughed at one point after she removed her lips from his, “you could have any of the girls at this club, but you choose to go home with your own sibling.”



“Hey, the same goes for you, vice versa!” Aaron replied.



“Oh, it’s a no brainer for me. Have you seen the other guys here? All losers compared to you. I roped the big prize. All these other women in the bar know it, they’ve been looking at me with daggers in their eyes all night.” After spending so many months in a state of mild depression after having his NFL dreams crushed, he loved how Kristy would help his ego like this. More importantly, he could tell it wasn’t just empty words of flattery and that she meant all of it.



Kristy went to the bar to go get some drinks. When she was there, a stunning woman with flowing golden blonde hair approached him. She was thin, about 5’7 but with a decently round waist, wearing a low cut top in a blue dress that showed off her ample breasts. She seemed to be a few years older than him.



“Excuse me,” the woman asked, “are you….Aaron Sanders?”



“Why yes, yes I am. Do you know me from somewhere, or are you a big college football fan?”



“It’s the latter. I went to Cincinnati, so I saw you play us a few times. I also watched a bunch of your other games.”



“Well then, you obviously have a pretty good memory to recognize me by face. I had my helmet on most of the time in those games!”



“Well, actually,” she chuckled flirtatiously, “I went out of my way to watch as many of your post-game interviews that I could , since I thought you were cute.”



Aaron continued flirting with this woman, who he found out was named Tracy, and felt somewhat of a connection with her. In the back of his mind, however, he was nervous, as he wasn’t sure how Kristy would respond. Was he prevented from having sex with other girls now? Was he in a serious relationship? What had he gotten himself into?



He saw Kristy walk back towards them. When she saw him talking to Tracy, Aaron dreaded her reaction, but he was then delighted by her response. Rather than look disappointed that he was talking to someone else, her eyes lit up. She gave him a thumbs up, then held up three fingers to represent the number “three,” and then made a cute pelvic thrust motion. Aaron laughed to himself, as she was obviously giving him a hint that she was willing to engage in a threesome. Aaron had participated in a few threesomes in college and had found them quite satisfying, so he certainly wasn’t turning that down that opportunity.



Aaron asked Tracy if she wanted to dance, and she agreed. They exchanged numbers as he began to grind with her on the dance floor. During breaks from dancing, he continued to talk with her for a bit and saw that she was a fun and interesting person. After twenty minutes or so, Tracy left to go to the bathroom for a bit, saying she would be back in a few. Kristy, who had been watching the whole time, walked up to Aaron while smiling.



“This is great,” she purred, “let’s take her home and the three of us can have some fun.”



“Sounds like a plan, but you have to pretend to be my girlfriend, of course. Absolutely no mention of me being your brother or you being my sister…for real this time.”



“Well, duh!” she laughed. “We can’t have anyone finding out what big perverts we are.”



Tracy returned from the bathroom and saw the two of them talking.



“Oh, hello,” she said to Kristy apprehensively, “and you are?”



Kristy stuck out her hand to shake Tracy’s. “Oh, hello there. I’m Kristy, Aaron’s girlfriend.”



Tracy took a step backwards and looked shocked. “Oh my god, I am so sorry, I had no idea, I never meant to…”



“Oh stop that!” Kristy laughed. “It was my idea. Aaron is obviously taking his sweet time and I’m horny, so I’m just going to come out and say it: do you have any interest in threesomes?”



Tracy composed herself and then laughed. “Wow….oh….yes, I’ve had a few of those before and they were lots of fun! I would love to!”



Aaron was shocked that it was that easy. He usually was a little more slow and seductive with his methods. He wondered if he would have gotten even more action in college when he was the starting QB if he was blunt and upfront about asking for sex. He laughed to himself as this reminded him of an anecdote about former NBA player Dikembe Mutombo, who would apparently walk into bars and loudly yell “Who wants to sex Mutombo?” with no reservations.



The three of them went back home in a cab together. Kristy and Tracy sat on opposite sides of Aaron and began to rub his legs, and eventually Aaron watched in delight as the two of them took turns making out with him and occasionally making out with each other while leaning over Aaron’s lap. Aaron noticed the cab driver sneaking glances through his rear view mirror consistently during the times Kristy and Tracy made out with each other, and laughed as he warned the driver to watch the road.



Eventually, they arrived at their house. Aaron led the two of them by the hand upstairs into Kristy’s bedroom. When they finally arrived, Kristy and Tracy stripped each other of their clothes and then went to the bed. They started to make out while fingering each other. Kristy moved in to taste Tracy’s pussy, and then twisted her lower body to reach Tracy’s mouth as they got into a 69 position. Aaron watched this amazing spectacle while he stroked himself.



“Looks like you two are having fun,” Aaron laughed, “but I think it’s time I joined in.”



After the ladies had their fill of pussy, and Kristy looked like she absolutely loved it all, the two of them walked up to Aaron and took turns sucking his cock, occasionally joining together to lick him on either side.



Aaron then picked up Tracy, put her on the bed, and started to eat her out. Kristy then sat on her face and was eaten out in turn. The two of them switched positions after that.

“I think it’s time to feel this cock inside me,” Tracy said after that. “You don’t mind if I start, Kristy? You’ve experienced it before.”



“Go right ahead,” Kristy smiled wickedly.



Tracy wrapped a condom around Aaron’s dick, and Aaron slowly lowered his dick inside Tracy’s folds on the edge of the bed while Kristy curled up next to her and started to kiss her. Aaron fondled Kristy’s tits during this time.



After a short while, Tracy was close to orgasm, and started to release over him.



“Oh, god, I’m cumming all over the place! Holy shit! Kristy, you are a lucky woman to have this dick every night. Thanks for sharing!” Tracy said, exhausted, as her juices flowed over Aaron’s cock.



“No worries, glad to share! It’s my turn now, though, but don’t worry, we won’t neglect you!” Kristy said as she pulled a vibrator out from her drawer. She walked over to Aaron and pulled the condom off his dick. “No need for this anymore!”



“God, you’re so lucky to feel the real thing without that damned rubber. Hopefully we’ll get to know each other better in the future and I can feel the real thing at some point,” Tracy responded with some remorse.



“We’ll see if we can work something out,” Aaron smiled as he grabbed Kristy’s ass in mid-air as she wrapped her legs around him and he buried his unprotected dick into Kristy’s sweet pussy.



Kristy began to gasp as Aaron rocked back and forth as she straddled him. He lowered her onto the bed as they began to fuck missionary style. Tracy was lying next to her, and Kristy reached over to grab the vibrator, turned it on, and placed it inside Tracy’s pussy.



The positioning was awkward, however, and Kristy had a hard time keeping the vibrator inside Tracy in this position. Kristy turned to Aaron and asked, “Why don’t you fuck me from behind to make it easier for me to take care of Tracy?”



“Sounds like a plan to me,” Aaron said as he grabbed her and spun her around so she was on all fours. He grabbed both sides of her ass as he entered her doggy style and watched her ass bounce back and forth on his cock, before giving her a playful spank. During that time, Tracy lay on the bed in front of them with her legs spread as Kristy put the vibrator inside her with ease.



Aaron was in heaven making love to these two beautiful women, and was also extremely grateful that Kristy was on her best behavior during this and never said a word about him being her “big brother” or any of the other terms she liked to use.



After bucking back and forth while fucking Kristy from behind for quite some time, it was almost time for Aaron to cum, and he announced as such to the both of them.



“Hey Tracy,” Kristy gasped out Aaron pounded her from behind, “I need him to cum in my pussy, you don’t mind missing out on his cum load, do you?”



“Oh no, that’s quite alright, I understand,” Tracy laughed. “I am the newcomer here, after all. Should be fun to watch.”



Aaron continued to fuck Kristy and she was starting to get ready to orgasm as well. She was absolutely in bliss at the thought of their two orgasms matching up at the same time, and was losing control.



Her juices began to unload against his dick as he started to unload as well. “Oh God! Fuck me!” Kristy yelled. “I’m about to cum! We’re cumming together! That’s it! Cum inside me while I cum all over your big dick! Oh God! Fuck me! Fill me up with your cum, big brother! Fuuuuckk!”



Aaron unloaded his cum into Kristy’s womb. Goddamn it, he thought. She lost control and called me “big brother.” He looked over to Tracy, who had a look of horror on her face.



Tracy paused for a moment, shocked. Finally she responded. “I’m sorry, did you just call him ‘big brother?’ Big brother? What the fuck?”



Aaron stammered as he tried to think of a response. “It’s uh…it’s just…I mean I can explain…uh…”



Tracy’s shock turned into a bit of anger. “Wait a fucking minute here. Don’t tell me…it can’t be…are you two are brother and sister?”



“Uhhhh….” Aaron thought for a minute about the proper response, eventually deciding to go with the truth. “Well, she’s my stepsister; our parents only got married a few months ago.” Shit, he thought, he should have said it was just a term of endearment or some role-play thing or something.



“That doesn’t fucking matter!” Tracy hurriedly stood up to put her clothes back on. “I have a stepbrother and I’ve certainly never fucked him! That’s incest! That’s fucking disgusting! Are you two from backwoods Alabama or something?”



Aaron and Kristy were silent, but Tracy ranted on.



“Damn, Aaron, you’re actually lucky that you’re all washed up and nobody cares about you anymore. If you were a famous NFL player right now, I would take this to the tabloids and it would cause a huge scandal. So in this instance, you’re actually lucky that you’re just a has-been. I can’t believe you involved me in this freak show. Have fun fucking your sister.” She stormed out of the room and then out of the house as she called a cab on her phone.



Aaron didn’t know what to say. He sat on the bed with his head in his hands. He was dejected by her comments, and by her discovery.



Kristy grabbed his face and had him face her. “Hey, listen. Snap out of it, Aaron. Don’t you dare listen to one word that stupid dumb slut has to say. Jokes on her – we got everything we wanted out of her before she left!”



“Alright, but….I don’t know,” Aaron sighed, “I don’t think we can do that again if you can’t control yourself.”



“Alright, alright, point taken,” Kristy smiled, “but don’t you feel bad about yourself for one moment. Regarding that last comment, if she really thought you were a washed up-has been, would she have fucked you almost immediately after meeting you?”



Aaron laughed. “Hmm, that is a good point. And if she does actually think I’m a washed-up has-been, what does it say about what a big slut she is that she fucked someone who fits that description?”



“That’s true,” Kristy responded with a smile, “but don’t worry about that at all — no way you could possibly be a ‘washed up has-been.’ It takes a pretty big stud to be so irresistible that his own sister can’t resist fucking him constantly, right?”



“That’s a good point,” Aaron said. He really did think it was a good point — maybe he can latch onto that notion in order to keep up his arousal when she called him brother and stuff.



They started to go at it again, and broke their record as Kristy reached three orgasms in one night.



——————————————————————-



Two days later, Stephen came back home from work training. This meant that Aaron waited until Stephen went to bed before sneaking off to Kristy, and they had to be quieter in their lovemaking efforts. This involved Aaron occasionally having to cover her mouth when she was orgasming on his cock.



The situation with Stephen there alone was under control, but there was still the matter of what they were going to do when their parents came back from their honeymoon.



One evening, after a night of lovemaking, Aaron and Kristy lay in bed watching TV. Kristy originally wanted to watch a romantic comedy, but Aaron convinced her to watch the third quarter of a pre-season NFL Football game, as he pleaded that some of his friends and former teammates were going to be playing in it.



“I just don’t understand this,” Kristy said as she snuggled up to Aaron in bed and played with his chest hairs while watching the game. “I can understand why football is exciting to some degree, but this isn’t even real football. The records here don’t count in the preseason. It doesn’t matter!”



“Hey, it matters to a lot of people!” Aaron playfully replied. “Look, whoever wins this game doesn’t count in the standings, but it’s the only chance for a bunch of players who want to make the team. One of my friends and teammates was drafted in the fifth round by the Saints, and another friend of mine was drafted in the sixth round by the Cardinals, so I’m watching to see if they can prove themselves and make it in the league.”



“And who might those guys be? Elaborate.”



“Well,” Aaron replied, “one of my good friends, Eric Green, was drafted by the Saints as a safety, and he might make the team on special teams if he proves himself here in the pre-season. And the other guy, Alex Crawford, he’s an offensive tackle that was drafted by the Cardinals and, well….” Aaron paused at this name and sighed remorsefully.



Kristy leaned on her elbows to look up to him and glanced in his eyes. “What’s wrong? He was drafted by them, and then what?”



Aaron looked back her eyes and responded. “Oh, nothing. I was just saying that he could possibly make the team. It’s just that…talking about him is hard for me. I mean, I wish him the best and hope he makes it and everything, it’s just that…”



“Just that what?” Kristy quickly replied in a concerned fashion.



Aaron sighed and a small amount of tears began to well in his eyes. “It’s just that…Alex…he was the guy who missed the block against that Iowa linebacker who came at me. If he had stayed in position…I wouldn’t have gotten that career ending injury, and my football career might have continued. I would have been out there, making money as an NFL player, as a backup QB, as least.”



Aaron stared down remorsefully as he awaited her response to this revelation. She surprised him with a playful slap in the face.



“Hey, what was that about?” Aaron laughed.



Kristy wasn’t laughing. She wiped away the accumulating tear from Aaron’s face, then grabbed his jaw and forced it to face towards her, as she addressed him in a serious fashion.



“Hey. Listen to me,” she said while staring into his eyes intently, “don’t you ever think like that again. Everything happens for a reason. “



“I suppose so,” he replied, “it’s just that….”



“Shhhh!” she responded as she cut him off again. “You are talented, and you are smart, and you are awesome. You have talents that you can apply to other areas. Talents that can actually make a difference in this world. Talents that would be wasted if you were sitting there holding a clipboard for eight years while watching other people play football. And now, you have opportunities to express those talents, to make a difference in this world, and don’t you dare waste them by dreaming of what could have been. Don’t sit there thinking about what could have been, think about what you can do in the future.”



Aaron continued to look into Kristy’s beautiful eyes as his heart warmed. He had been burdened with so much regret, and here she was telling him otherwise, telling him that there was a brighter future.



Aaron leaned in to her and kissed her on the forehead. “I suppose you have a point, in many ways. After all, if I had made it in the NFL, I would have been travelling the whole time. I wouldn’t have come back home. And I wouldn’t have lived with you, and you’re everything to me right now.”



Kristy squealed at this confession and rolled her naked body over him to be on top of him again under the bed sheets, as she grabbed the back of his neck and they exchanged a passionate kiss. He enjoyed the warmth of her body heat as she did so.



After a few minutes of more cuddling, Aaron decided this was a good time to breach a difficult subject.



“Listen,” Aaron finally said to her as he stroked her back while she was on top of him, “we need to figure out how we’re going to go about this when our parents get back. We can’t sleep together at night — my dad is a light sleeper, and their room is much closer to ours than Stephen’s is.”



“I suppose you’re right,” Kristy said as she readjusted herself to look at him as she stroked his torso. “What are you thinking?”



“I don’t know. We can have sex during the day when the three of them are at work, but that will only be for a limited time since I’m going to have to get a job too pretty soon.”



“Maybe I can swing by your workplace and be your lunch,” she smiled as she moved in to nibble his ear.



“That would be way too risky, especially with you calling me brother all the time and everything. We could go out and do it in public bathrooms I guess, but those are kind of gross, and still pretty risky with the whole brother thing.”



“Who cares if some random person at a public restroom hears me calling you big brother? Who cares what they think?”



“You have to remember, I was the star quarterback for the local high school team, and I’m also somewhat recognizable as my games were on TV. I’m not trying to sound like a big shot or anything, but there are lots of people in the area who would recognize me, and the word would spread, and I think we’ve established that you can’t hold the brother stuff in for very long.”



“Okay, you got me there,” Kristy said as she mulled their options. “Oh! I got it. We drive out to a non-populated area, and you take me in the back of your car.”



“That’s perfect!” Aaron said, relieved. “That’s absolutely the best option to take.”



Aaron reached over to grab his iPhone, and he spoke into it. “Siri, remind me to clean out my car more often.”



“OK, I’LL REMIND YOU,” the robot voice stated back as they both laughed.



—————————————————-



After Stephen returned, the three siblings started going out places more often, and Aaron began to really bond with both of them. Having a brother figure was great, as he and Stephen would hang out, play Madden, and play some pickup basketball together. Stephen also started to talk with Aaron about his issues with girls, his issues at his new job, and other personal matters while Aaron talked to him about his feelings regarding his inability to get a job and his sadness at missing out on his dream of making the NFL. Aaron obviously avoided talking about his female situation, however, due to the complications at hand.



Aaron also bonded a lot with Kristy, over more than just sleeping together. He was starting to feel what it was like to have a sister, as he looked out for her, helped her with her homework, and they would hang out and go to the movies together. He found out that she was a very caring and generous person, as she would constantly give change to homeless people that they saw on the street who Aaron previously always ignored. She was very passionate about the environment as well. She believed strongly in the power of the human spirit and helping out others. Her compassion for people is why she wanted to go to nursing school after she finished undergrad, and Aaron felt inspired by her generosity.



Kristy also introduced Aaron to her group of friends, and all of them were instantly smitten with him. Her friends Erica and Sandra showed particular interest, and Kristy allowed him to have sex with those two without her involvement (although she did later admit that during the time he had with Sandra that she was listening in outside the door and playing with herself).



Finally, however, the time had come for their parents to come back from their honeymoon.



“Hey there guys!” Aaron’s father said as he and Heather came off the plane at the airport as their three children greeted them. “Hope you guys didn’t get into too much trouble while we were gone!”



“Nope, no trouble at all!” Kristy laughed as the five of them exchanged hugs.



“We did nothing at all on our end,” Aaron joked, “when you see the state of the house, the answer to your question is ‘a burglar did it.’”



As they were driving back, Aaron was again cramped in the backseat next to Kristy. She “accidentally” brushed her hand against his crotch a few times, which Aaron thought was a too risky with the others in the car.



With their parents back, Aaron and Kristy had to be more clandestine. No more sleeping together at night, to Aaron’s chagrin. Sleeping alone was a big change and was a large burden, especially since he was on the small couch. He wondered why his dad couldn’t shell out some money for him to stay at a hotel room, but his father always attributed his financial success to his frugality and told him it was an unnecessary expense. Luckily, they eventually converted the workout room into another bedroom and Kristy offered to move there so Aaron could have his own room back, which he appreciated.



Living in a packed house was not as bad as Aaron initially anticipated. To his relief, Heather was extremely laid back and didn’t give him instructions or tell him what to do at all. She even smoked some weed with Aaron and Stephen on occasion. She didn’t even seem to boss Stephen or Kristy around at all. Stephen explained that when Kristy was growing up and when he moved in during high school that she was strict enough to be a good mother and straighten them out when they were acting like dumb kids and teenagers, but once she saw that they were mature adults she let them make their own decisions and didn’t bother them.



Aaron and Kristy would make love during the day for a few weeks, but eventually Aaron found an entry-level job at a sports marketing firm, largely because the boss was a University of Pittsburgh alum and a huge Panthers supporter who recognized him. Aaron was extremely busy during his first week on the job, and while he planned on taking Kristy out and making love to her in his car at some point, he had so much work in his first week and Kristy had finals for her classes, so they didn’t have any time to spare to do so. A full ten days went by with no sexual activity between them, and it was driving Aaron crazy.



On the Saturday after the week with no sexual activity, Aaron and Kristy schemed to find a time to make the drive so they could unleash their pent-up energy. That plan was thwarted; however, as their parents surprised them with tickets to the Diamondbacks game that day for a family outing.



Aaron loved going to baseball games and he was sure it would be a funny family outing, but he was incredibly frustrated that he would have to go another day without feeling Kristy’s touch. His father noticed his hesitation at the news and asked him why he almost seemed upset when Aaron usually loved being surprised with baseball games. Aaron covered by saying that he was upset thinking about the fact that the Diamondbacks were having a bad season and weren’t going to make the playoffs after showing so much potential the previous year.



The family arrived and started walking around Chase Field, getting concessions and chitchatting. Aaron would often hang back to let the rest of them walk in front of him so he could admire Kristy’s ass in her jeans. He often caught her looking back at him and smiling. He knew they were playing a dangerous game but he could hardly contain himself.



Finally, the two of them had a moment alone while the other three were in the line for concessions. Kristy rubbed his chest, and then turned to him and whispered, “There’s a private one-person lockable bathroom on the third floor. I’ll go there, and you wait eight minutes then come in as well.” Aaron was hesitant about this, but he didn’t get a chance to say anything as Kristy quickly ran to tell the others that she had to make an important lengthy phone call and excused herself. Despite the risk, Aaron thought, he was certainly not going to leave her in there wanting and waiting, and he was desperate to feel her on his cock again after so many days of abstinence.



Aaron went with the other three into the ballpark and watched the game for a few minutes. Aaron tried to pay attention to what was going on in the field, but could hardly pay attention and was constantly checking the clock on his phone. He could hardly contain his arousal at the prospect of finally putting himself in Kristy for the first time in so many days. There was probably only enough time for a blowjob, as that wouldn’t raise suspicion and he didn’t want to make her scream with all the people around, but that should suffice for now.

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