Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

She chatted away with her brother for an hour or so, mostly about the stingrays, the coral reef dive, embarrassing the trio that had hit on them. “Sorry if I got a little carried away then. I just get so tired of guys just staring at these embarrassing things all the time. I wish there was a way for them to stare at my brain. I hate not being listened to.”

Mike sat quietly next to her, letting her vent, knowing that she just needed someone to lay her troubles out to.

Finally, she took a break from her verbal rampage. Mike looked over and smiled. “I don’t know how much this means, since I’m your brother and all, but I like you just the way you are.”

She laughed at the corniness of his statement. “I think you have been in the sun too long,” she said, laughing.

“I know it sounds like a speech from a guidance counselor, but I think you are perfect. I think you are more beautiful than any of our sisters. I think that if you let yourself, you could feel more beautiful than you do. I think you just need someone to listen to you and that can stay on the same wavelength that you are on and you’ll be happy.”

“You think I’m beautiful? Perfect?” she asked, genuinely inquisitive.

“Haven’t we had this conversation before? Oh wait, that was the other one, nevermind, continue.”

“Yes,” he said, suddenly wondering why he was going down this same path.

“How am I perfect?”

“Come on, Beth, you know you are gorgeous.”

“Just because I have these things doesn’t mean I’m gorgeous, Mike,” she said, suddenly serious. He realized that she’d misunderstood him.

“That’s not what I mean Beth. I mean sure, those are just about the nicest pair I’ve ever seen, and when you are cutting something, or running, or just moving in general, I swear to god it’s like…”

“Focus Mike,” she said, chuckling lightly.

“Do you remember that National Honor’s Society dinner that I attended with you your senior year?”

“Vaguely,” she said, squinting and trying to recall.Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

“I remember it vividly.”

“Come on Mike, that was two years ago, you can’t possibly…”

“It was early spring. You were wearing a dress that Danni had bought you, and you had let her do your hair and makeup. She even convinced you to leave your glasses at home. Your hair was a little a little shorter then, I think, but the blonde curls cascaded around you and sort of… framed your face. You had that low-cut dress on that Danni had picked out, and it just accentuated your curves so nicely. I remember trying to pry my eyes off your cleavage even then, only to have them look up at your face, and I felt lost. You looked like you had no business being there, that you were lost from a beauty pageant, or some princess that got separated from her prince. I remember thinking that if I ever forgot what beautiful was, all I had to do was look at you and I’d remember how you looked that night.”

There was a long minute of silence between them.

She smiled at him eventually, silently kissing him on the cheek and wiped a single tear away, and then turned and headed to bed.

He stood and dusted the sand off, then climbed in beside Danny, sleeping soundly the entire night.

He awoke the next morning and felt something wet. Groggily he opened his eyes and peered under the covers. He glanced over, Danni was gone. “Em, dear god,” he said, laying his head back down. She lay under the covers at the foot of the bed, her mouth on his cock gently sucking on it.

“If you fuck this up I’ll kill you.”

“We could get caught,” he said at length, as she pulled him into her mouth and ran her tongue along the head of his penis, licking the hole.

“Oh, I’d like to get caught,” she purred, swiftly pulling his erection back into her hungry mouth.

She lowered her head and began to slide quickly up and down on his dick, the head tickling the back of her throat as she quickly slurped and slobbered over the head and shaft. She pulled the dick out and licked down his shaft, then took one of his balls in his mouth and rolled it around on her tongue. It rolled out of her mouth with a pop, and she grabbed his dick and ravenously pulled it back into her mouth. “I couldn’t wait for home,” she said, grabbing both hands and pumping his cock swiftly.

“Where is… oh shit…,” he started to say.

“Breakfast,” she said, quickly, pulling him back into her mouth with an audible moan. Her mouth felt like velvet as she wrapped her satin tongue around his cock, slurping his pre-cum and drooling down his shaft, a small puddle forming around the base of his cock.

Beth couldn’t believe what she was watching. She’d finished breakfast and had walked back to her room. She’d decided to go look for shells on the beach and started walking down when she turned and looked into the other bungalow. She stood dumbfounded, as Emma kneeled at the edge of the bed, Mike’s large erection in her mouth. Emma seemed to be attacking it, sucking and slurping vigorously. She quickly backed up, as Emma glanced over, then back at Mike.

She began to feel flushed, and wondered if she was getting too hot. She couldn’t turn away as her younger sister eagerly slobbered all over the cock of her brother. This was supposed to be wrong wasn’t it? Did Sarah know about this? What would she say? What would she do?

As if on cue, Sarah came up beside her, gasping and bringing a hand to her mouth. She turned an astonished look at Beth. “Oh my god,” Sarah said.

“I know!” Beth said, a little too loudly.

Emma smiled in the bungalow, fully aware of the small audience they had gained. She wasn’t going to stop though, not until she’d gotten her breakfast. She had a moment of clarity just then, briefly wondering how Mike had awakened this insatiable side of her, and wondering why it had latched on to her own brother to feed on. He started to twitch and she could feel another orgasm building.