“Shit! Oh my God it’s bitten me!” He kicked at the rubber snake, sending it flying in to the bushes. He then fell to the ground holding his leg, his face one big grimace. “Oh God!” His cries became more panicked as he clutched his leg.
“What?! What has? What was it?” Caroline dropped her backpack and leaned down over Damien.
“Oh God it hurts so bad! You have to suck the poison out!” Damien was squeezing his leg so hard that it had turned bright red. Caroline looked at him wide eyed. “Here, suck right here!” He circled his fingers around a small spot on his leg and panicking, Caroline leaned over it. Encircling the area with her lips she began to suck as hard as she could until Damien burst in to laughter. She fell back in to the grass and stared at him.
“What?” She paused as the joke sank in. “Damien! What the fuck?! I thought you were hurt, like seriously hurt!” He laughed as he lay back in the grass.
“I’m sorry, but you’re way too easy to prank.” He sighed as his laughter subsided. “I can’t believe you actually sucked my leg, what a weirdo!” Caroline groaned, she would never live this one down.
“Alright, fine, you got me!” Caroline rolled her eyes.
“Oh come on, you kind of deserved it for leaving me hanging yesterday…literally.” Caroline rolled on to the grass beside him and lay back.
“I guess.” She looked up to the canopy of trees above them. “But you deserve it for being such a jerk to me in high school.” Damien went quiet as he pondered this thought.
“Yeah, I was kind of a dick back then, huh?” Caroline looked up in his direction.
“Kind of? How about the biggest dick in the history of the universe?” Damien snickered and kicked her gently.
“Well you should know, you’ve seen it.” Caroline turned her head to the side, hoping that he wouldn’t see the hunger on her face at the mention of his size. All she had been able to think about since she had seen it was his cock. The silence dragged on until Damien finally broke it. “What did you think?” Caroline leaned up on her elbows and looked back at him.
“About what? Your lame snake prank?” Damien shook his head.
“No. About my cock.” Caroline went silent. “Or did you need another look?” Damien grinned. Caroline could feel the hunger pangs tearing through her, she wanted nothing more than she wanted his cock at that very moment. Everything inside her told her no, not only that he was still the bully that she once knew, but that he was now her brother by marriage.
The silence stretched on for a good minute before Damien added:
“I mean, a look wouldn’t hurt, right? Just to be sure.” Caroline licked her lips as she looked him up and down, taking in every glorious muscular inch of his perfect body. She looked around them to ensure that they were alone and then she shook her head.
“No, I don’t suppose a look could hurt.” She turned her body to face him. “But just a look.” She watched as he reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants achingly slowly.
“I’m not taking them off in case you run off with them again.” Damien gave her a crooked smile and Caroline tried to smile back, but her focus was targeted on one thing.
Damien’s dark blue eyes watched hers as they grew wide. His thick cock snaking out of his pants slowly, tamed only by his hand. When finally he was free, his cock stood at full mast and Caroline couldn’t tear her eyes away. It was even bigger than she remembered it being. It made every inch of her ache. The bulging vein that ran underneath it, the thick shining tip and the sheer length, they all sent such incredible sensations through her body. She instantaneously wanted much more than ‘just a look.’
“I’m just looking though.” Caroline said as she leaned in closer. She could smell a mixture of dirt and his cologne as she took a deep breath in. Her face was just inches from his cock, just one movement and she could have him in her mouth. Damien wrapped his fingers around his shaft and tugged upwards slowly, his firm length getting closer to Caroline’s face. “Mmm.” She couldn’t stop herself from moaning as she watched him. With every moan she saw his thickness swell.
“So…is it the best you’ve seen?” Caroline looked him in the eyes before opening her mouth and wrapping it around the very tip of his cock. “Oh fuck!” His voice trembled and his breath shuddered as Caroline slid her lips over his cock head. Her eyes concentrated on his, those big wide blue eyes that watched her every move. “Ahhh…” He watched her sliding her lips down further over his shaft, feeling the wetness of her tongue around him. “Oh God, we shouldn’t be doing this!” Caroline pulled her mouth back, wiping it on the back of her hand.
“You’re right…” She looked down at his throbbing shaft longingly, feeling the pulsing need between her thighs. “But you do kind of owe me an apology for all those years of bullying.” Caroline licked her lips slowly.
“Oh? And what would make up for it do you think? I mean what would make up for the whole thing? A really good apology?” Caroline gave him a wicked smile before she kicked off her shorts and panties.
Chapter Eight
“Are you asking me to do what I think you’re asking me to do?” Damien’s voice was breathy with want as his eyes focused on her soft mound. Caroline said nothing but tugged off her t-shirt and unhooked her bra, letting both fall to the ground. Damien stared at her, his throbbing cock now aching more than ever. Getting to his knees he crawled over to Caroline, pushing her back gently in to the grass before kicking off his shorts. “Do you want this?” He asked her as he reached over, his hand cupping her perky breast. Caroline nodded lustfully. It was all Damien needed to hear.
Gently pushing her slender thighs apart, he knelt between her legs. His muscular forearms on either side of her body he lunged forward slowly. The full length of his shaft rubbed against her soft hairy mound and up against her flat belly. The softness of her skin was almost more than he could take against his sensitive tip.
“Ahh…” Caroline gasped out loudly, making Damien look around nervously to ensure that no one could see them. As he saw that the coast was clear he teased her again, rubbing the length of his shaft against her smooth belly. “Ahh!” She cried out again and this time it was more than Damien could take. Dipping down he found her opening with the tip of his cock and pressed against her gently. He could feel her wetness opening to him, inviting him inside.
“Oh fuck, we shouldn’t be doing this!” He whispered as he penetrated her gently.
“Mmm, yes!” Caroline’s hands reached up and grasped each side of his face, forcing him to look at her. To watch her as he penetrated her inch by inch. “Fuck me!” Damien thrust deep, the full length of his shaft sliding inside Caroline’s tight wet pussy.
“Oh God, you’re so wet!” He pulled back and slid forward again. “So tight!” He slid back, her blue eyes begging him to make her cum. “Mmm, can you cum for me?” He watched as Caroline nodded desperately.
“Will you cum inside me?” Damien knew that he shouldn’t but knowing that he shouldn’t only made it more appealing. The very thought of it made him want to cum instantaneously. He nodded his head as he pulled back and thrust forward, her perky breasts bouncing underneath him. Caroline parted her legs further and lifting her thighs she pulled her calves up towards her. Damien watched her through the gap between her calves as he pounded her harder. The tightness of her opening even tighter with her legs between them. The wet sucking of her tight hole around him made it so hard to concentrate on anything other than cumming. Damien knew that he wasn’t going to last long.
“Tell me…” He gasped as he pounded her sweet opening.
“Tell you what?” She gasped hungrily.
“That we’re not supposed to be doing this…” His breath was coming so fast with each thrust.
“Mmm, we’re not supposed to be doing this, Damien!” She gasped as he drilled her harder. “We could get caught and our parents are married. It’s so fucking wrong!”
“Ahh, yes!” Damien cried out desperately. “But fucking you feel
s so good!” Caroline smiled up at him. “You’re so fucking perfect!” He cried out loudly this time.
“But I’m your step-sister Damien, it’s so so wrong! It’s so bad! If we get caught we’re in so much trouble!” As she spoke the words, Caroline’s pussy began to tighten and she could feel a wave of ecstasy coming. “Ahh, I’m going to cum, Damien! Ahh, keep going I’m going to…ahh!” Her thighs trembled as the waves of her orgasm ripped over his throbbing cock. The tightness of her orgasm was all that Damien needed to push him over the edge too. With each ripple of her tight hole, Caroline drew out jet after jet of his sticky cum.
“Oh God!” Damien collapsed breathlessly as Caroline released her legs and they fell to either side of Damien’s trembling naked body. Caroline laughed breathlessly as she lay in the grass.
“Mmm, that was incredible.” Damien lifted his gaze from the source of her throbbing to her innocent face.
“But sooooo wrong.” Pulling back he slid his jerking cum covered cock from inside her. “We can’t do this again.” His expression turned from one of ecstasy to one of worry as he sat down on the grass beside her. Caroline nodded.
“And we can’t tell anyone about it.” She paused. “No one at all!” Damien nodded in agreement.
Caroline sat up in the grass, her breath still coming in trembling waves. Damien smiled at her.
“It was pretty fucking amazing though, wasn’t it?” Caroline grinned and nodded.
Chapter Nine
By the time Caroline and Damien had pulled themselves together enough to hike back home, the afternoon sun was beginning its descent on the horizon. The warmth in the air was beginning to fade and the hunger in their bellies was ravenous.
“Oh thank goodness you kids are back, I was starting to get worried, wasn’t I, Mike? I was just saying to your father, Damien, that I was worried that you two were still out. There’s all kind of critters out there at this time of day.” Damien smiled broadly at Helen’s mothering.
“We went a bit further than we intended to go.” Caroline could barely hide her smirk at the double entendre.
“Aww, well I’m glad you two are home safe and sound. I left some dinner in the oven for you if you’re hungry. It’s just roast chicken and mashed potatoes, nothing fancy. I expect you’re hungry though after all that hiking and what not.” Caroline nodded wide eyed and made a beeline for the kitchen.
“Thanks mom, I’m famished!” Damien followed her in a hurry.
Caroline sat across from Damien at the dining table as they both scooped forkfuls of mashed potatoes and roasted chicken in to their mouths. They ate as if they had never had a warm meal in their lives.
“God I’m so hungry!” Caroline reached for her glass of water.
“I know right, hiking makes you really hungry!” Damien added. Caroline snickered.
“I’ve been thinking about what you said,” Caroline said between mouthfuls of food.
“Hmm?” Damien swallowed. “What’s that?”
“About you needing to give me a really good apology for the way you treated me in high school.” Damien looked up, his eyes connecting with hers.
“Yeah?” Damien asked. Caroline nodded.
“Yeah. I think maybe we’re even now.” Caroline took another large mouthful and chewed slowly and thoughtfully.
“That’s good then.” Damien looked down at his plate, hoping he could hide his disappointment. He didn’t like Caroline seeing him as the bully he had been back then, but if he was honest, he did like having an excuse to make her happy. The kind of happy that this afternoon’s hike had brought her, the kind of happy that made them both ache with longing.
“It’s not healthy to hold on to stuff for that long anyway.” Caroline said as she took another mouthful. Damien nodded in agreement.
“Besides, I was a big dick back then, I’d like to think I’ve changed.” Caroline slid her sock covered foot between his legs and caressed his bulge with her toes. Damien jerked reflexively.
“Some things haven’t changed.” She smirked as she rubbed the bottom of her foot against his full length. Damien’s eyes grew wide as he watched the kitchen entry in case anyone should come in. Caroline watched him with a smile as she felt him growing harder with every movement of her foot. Gently she caressed him seeing just how far she could tease him before he had to cry uncle.
“Stop…” He let his fork clatter on to his plate as he leaned back in his chair. “We said no more.” He whispered. Caroline slowly withdrew her foot, a look of disappointment on her face.
“Right…” she looked down at her plate, “no more.” Damien slid his hands under the table to readjust himself and then brought them back up to the table.
“You know, I’m feeling pretty tired. I think I’m going to wash up and head to bed.” Caroline watched as he stood up from the table and put his dishes in the sink. “Hey dad, Helen, I’m gonna hit the hay. I’m pretty beat from being out in the heat all day.” Caroline watched him walk towards the stairs.
“Goodnight!” Helen and Mike shouted from the living room in unison. Damien lingered for a moment in the kitchen doorway looking expectantly at Caroline before he headed for the stairs.
“You know, I think I should probably get some rest as well, I’m pretty beat.” Caroline rinsed off her dishes in the sink, the butterflies of expectation already taking flight in her stomach. “See you guys in the morning!” She shouted in to the living room.
“Goodnight!” They shouted back again.
Caroline followed Damien up the stairs, each stair another step towards sin. When they got to the top of the staircase Damien gazed at her longingly before he slipped in to his room and shut the door quietly behind him. Caroline waited for a moment before shutting off the hallway light and going in to her own room. She wondered if she had misunderstood as she stripped off her hiking clothes and slipped under the covers.
Chapter Ten
Caroline lay naked in the darkness, waiting. Had she misunderstood Damien? Or perhaps this was another of his tricks, a way to exert his power over her once again? Could she be so foolish as to let him control her the way he had just a few years ago? Was she the only one to think that their afternoon in the woods was much more than it was? She lay under the covers debating her own sanity.
It must have meant something, she reasoned. He had, after all, had sex with her. It wasn’t as though there was any misconstruing what had happened. He had to understand that sex meant some kind of commitment. She stared up at the ceiling. Not even the Damien she knew from high school could do something that twisted as a joke. She pulled the covers up around her neck.
A full hour must have passed before Caroline heard the television downstairs turn off. There were footsteps and voices as Mike and her mother went to their bedroom. Their door shut and moments later the house was silent. Caroline found herself holding her breath, listening for every creek that could be a footstep. As she lay in the silence however, she found herself beginning to drift off to sleep. No longer having the energy to hold out hope that she wasn’t the only one in this twisted mess of a relationship.
Caroline was awakened by a whispering voice.
“Shh, it’s just me.” Damien was standing beside her bed in the darkness, completely naked. Caroline rubbed her eyes sleepily as she tried to make out his silhouette.
“Hmm?” She groaned.
“Let me in, it’s cold out here!” She pulled back the covers and Damien slid in to bed beside her. Lying next to her, he slid his arm over her warm belly and rested his head in the crook of her neck.
“I thought you weren’t going to come.” Caroline whispered. Damien pulled her closer to him and she could feel the hardness of his body.
“Why would you think that?” He asked in a hushed voice. Caroline shrugged in the darkness, too embarrassed to tell him what she had really thought. “I just had to wait for them to go to sleep, the last thing we want is them coming up to investigate a noise they hear and finding us here, like this.�
�� His hand slid up her belly and caressed her breast. Caroline felt her body begin to relax under his touch.
“That could be hard to explain…” She murmured as she leaned in to him completely. Damien laughed quietly.
“Just a little bit.” The two lay in silence, their warm naked bodies comforting each other in the silent darkness.
“I thought we said no more?” Caroline whispered hesitantly. She heard Damien sigh heavily.
“I know.” He squeezed her breast gently in his hand. “It’s just so hard.” Caroline giggled childishly and Damien nudged her gently. “You know what I mean. It’s hard knowing that you’re over here and I’m over there and we’re both thinking about it.” Caroline could feel his length growing against her leg. The thought of him being inside her once more made her ache like she had never ached before.
“And we’ve already done it once…” She added. Damien nodded in the darkness as his length grew more solid.
“So what’s once more?” Damien said as he teased her nipple between his finger and thumb.
“Do you think they’ll hear us?” Caroline whispered as she reached down and brushed her fingers against his throbbing shaft.
“No, their bedroom is on the other side of the house, it was just the living room I was worried about.” Damien reached up and pulled her face towards him. “Why, are you worried that you’ll be too loud?” He leaned in and took her mouth with his. His thick lips sucking gently on her bottom lip.
“I…” Caroline was breathless.
“Oh?” Damien teased. He slid his hand down over her flat naked belly, slipping his fingers through her soft pubic hair until he found her opening. “Do you think you can be quiet?” He whispered as he dipped his finger tip inside her softly. Caroline nodded in the darkness, her lips pressed together in silence.
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