by Love, Louis
When I woke up the next day he was gone. Austin was not in the house. Panic started to set in. He told our parents he was off visiting a friend for a few days. I couldn’t handle the anxiety. I paced up and down the road. I paced up and down the massive house. I didn’t know how to handle this. Finally on the second night I heard Austin enter the house. It was late. I was in my bedroom sitting on the floor looking at magazines. He walked by and stopped in the hallway and looked at me. Then he kept walking to his room. I was relieved he was back, but now I was anxious.
A few hours passed and everyone went to sleep. I was restless of course. I waited up to see if he would come to my room again. Then there was a light knock on my door.
“Come in,” I said.
He entered and looked at me with a very serious look. As soon as he entered I felt aroused by his presence. The fact that we were in my bedroom didn’t help the situation. I wanted him to fuck me and I wanted him to fuck me hard.
“Melissa,” he said.
“Yes, Austin.”
“Do you hate me? For what I did to you?” he asked.
“No, actually I liked it.”
He looked at me and his eyes sparkled with lust. I knew he was testing the waters.
“You did?” he continued.
“Yes, I liked it.”
“What did you like?”
“I liked having your mouth on my body.”
“Fuck, when you talk like that I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you hard. It’s wrong though. We shouldn’t do it.”
“I know, but that’s why it feels so good. Don’t you agree?”
“I agree more than you can know. You see, a man in my position has had every experience there is, sexually. Nothing is new anymore. It has become mundane and boring, even orgies with as many girls as I want. The thought of having sex with …you has taken over my mind ever since I saw you wet washing the car. I wanted to do things to you right then and there. I couldn’t control myself, and finally I ended up in your room. There was nothing else like that experience. Now, I can’t stop thinking about it. It’s become an obsession. That’s why I left.”
“An obsession or a fetish?” I asked.
“Both, its taboo. It’s hotter than anything that will ever happen to me.”
“And when it’s over? You will never be satisfied again? Nothing will be kinky enough for you?” I asked.
He looked at me and frowned. “I don’t want to think of that now.”
“You will have to think of it at some point.”
“Yes, but not now. Right now all I want to do is lick you. I want to put my cock in your mouth. I want to fuck you .”
Austin moved his mouth across my lips, brushing them lightly. His mouth was soft. My hands had a mind of their own as they reached up and touched his chest. I wanted to feel the stiffness of his chest. I had been daydreaming about it. Austin must have seen this as an encouragement because he put his hand on the small of my back and pulled me against him. I could feel his hard cock on me. It made me instantly aroused to know that he was already hard. I gasped at his aggressive move. He trailed kisses down my neck and then slowly licked me.
“I want you to lick me. Please lick me.”
That was enough. The anticipation was building inside me and was enough to make me wet.
Austin covered my mouth with his and parted my lips with his tongue. His kiss was deep and passionate and his breathing was growing heavy.
Then he pulled away completely and took a few steps back. I was left standing there with my mouth open and wanting more. I was in shock, was he leaving again? He couldn’t keep teasing me like this. I would die from it. Then he smiled and looked at me up and down.
Austin looked at me and grinned with a confident smirk. I hated letting him have that power over me, but I couldn’t stop it. I was hypnotized by lust for this attractive man, my stepbrother.
“Take your nightgown off,” he said.
I swallowed hard. I pulled the silky nightgown over my head and was now completely naked. It felt good to be naked in front of him. I wanted him to see me, all of me for the woman I had become.
“Damn you are absolutely beautiful Melissa.”
He moved his gaze to my breasts and then rubbed his rock hard cock that reached far down his thigh.
“Your tits are perfect,” he said. I bit my lower lip. I was so wet I could feel it start to drip down my inner thigh.
“Stand up,” he said.
He grabbed my hands and helped me up to my feet.
Austin pushed me against the wall and picked me up cupping my ass in his hands. I wrapped my legs around him. He positioned himself and placed the tip of his cock inside me. Then he pulled me lower and down on top of it. I pushed my face against his shoulder to keep me from yelling out. We absolutely needed to stay quiet. A grunt left his mouth as he savored the moment he was fully inside of me. It was intoxicating to feel him inside of me finally after all this time. Austin grabbed my ass holding me up and opening me. He was strong and it was easy for him to hold me against the wall. Then he moved his hips back and forth fast. His cock slid in and out of me rapidly and held onto his arms squeezing his flesh in my fist. It was all I could do to not yell out in pleasure. His cock reached the far depths of me and it was unlike anything that I had ever felt before. I had never felt dirtier.
“Fuck. Damn, your fucking tight Melissa,” he whispered.
His words were all I needed to send me over the edge. My body tensed and released into an orgasm so intense I thought I would black out. Sensations pulsed through my body and sent shivers up my spine.
“Shh… be quiet,” he said.
To which I was surprised, as I didn’t even know that I had let a loud moan escape my mouth. It was as if I wasn’t even there or could hear myself.
“Fuck, we need to finish,” he said.
In fear of getting caught he pumped harder and faster slamming his body against mine. Within seconds he came inside of me. I could feel the hot fluid inside of me then run down my leg. He grunted as he thrust himself in me harder and harder finishing off his orgasm. Then he placed me back on the floor. We both leaned against the wall catching our breath and enjoying the last vibrations of the orgasm.
CHAPTER THREE
New York
After our hot encounter I snuck off to my room and went to bed. I laid in bed thinking and replaying what had just happened over and over. I was a little sore that I had lost control and the upper hand and he surprised me like that. But I was happy that my plan for him to notice me had worked. I had seduced him and he couldn’t hold back any longer. I had finally got what I wanted, but what would happen now? I fell asleep thinking about these things.
The next morning I awoke to a knock at my door. I assumed it was Austin again. He was very brave to think we could get away with fucking in the broad daylight.
“Come in!” I yelled.
My mother walked. I suddenly felt an enormous weight of shame hit me. If she knew it would break her.
“Melissa what do you think about shopping today? You need to get things for your dorm for the fall semester,” she said.
“Ugh okay I guess,” I said.
“Good, cause your stepfather also wants to take Austin to get a suit for his interviews.”
“Interviews?” I asked.
“Yes, now that he’s done with college he’ll be entering the work force so he’ll need a suit when he leaves to New York. Now get dressed and come to breakfast.”
“Wait, New York?”
“Yes, honey he’s moving next week. Now hurry up,” she said as she left my room.
I sat in my bed stumped by this. New York? I had no idea he was moving so far away and I had no idea that we only had a week together. I wanted to burst into tears. I had done so much and gotten so far up to this point and now it would be so short lived. I felt depressed.
We had breakfast and Austin never made eye contact with me once. He was back to being the arrogant and conceded p
opular guy acting like I didn’t exist. I was furious, though what could I really expect?
We all went shopping together. The entire family went to the tailors. I sat and watched as Austin tried on and modeled suit after suit. It was torture. He looked hot in every single one. I wanted to climb on top of him. I could feel my body responding and I was getting wet. I excused myself to the ladies room and masturbated in the stall until I relieved myself.
After we watched Austin try on suit after suit we went to a home furnishings store to pick out items for my dorm. It was a huge warehouse of a place and I quickly got lost in the tall aisles of comforters and towels. I couldn’t stop thinking about Austin leaving to New York. It was very upsetting. I was wondering about this when I was tugged to the side. It was Austin. He kissed me and then cupped my breasts in his hands.
“Austin, we’ll get caught,” I whispered.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day. I can’t take it anymore. I’m coming to your room tonight,” he said.
I nodded yes and he disappeared. I was excited and breathless.
Later that night I excused myself from dinner early saying I had a headache and wanted to get to bed. I took a long shower and then put on make up and a silk nightgown. I left my door unlocked and waited, but he never came. I fell asleep and sometime in the middle of the night. I felt something on me. I slowly opened my eyes.
Austin moved his mouth across my lips, brushing them lightly. My hands touched his chest and I could feel his hard chest under his shirt. He trailed kisses down my neck and then slowly licked me from the base of my neck up to my ear. I knew it was wrong but I couldn’t stop. My body would not allow that. I had waited for this moment all day and now that I knew it would be short lived I didn’t care if it was wrong or right. None of that mattered; all that mattered was this very moment.
His strong warm hands roamed down my arms and then cupped my breasts. I moaned as his fingers found my nipples and pinched them lightly through my nightgown. I let my hands roam over his back and to his hard stomach. I wanted to feel all of him. He grabbed my hand and pushed it down over his pajama pants to his hard cock. I gasped at how hard he was, and it made me feel good that I was having that affect on him.
I sat up in bed and pulled my nightgown off. He moaned at the sight.
“You are so damn sexy stepsister,” he said.
He leaned down and sucked my nipple. I ran my hands through his brown curls. I tugged a little. I was feeling the exquisite pain of heartache and lust mixed into one. I had such desire for him, and it hurt that he was my stepbrother, but that’s what made him so desirable. He came up from my breast and kissed me. I leaned back on the bed with his kiss. He still had his pajama pants on and he moved his body between my legs and rubbed his cock on me as he kissed me. It was torture. I could feel the hardness of him through his pants and it pressed on my clitoris in the perfect position. It felt good to be completely naked and to him partially clothed. I liked that feeling. It made him in control. He rubbed and rubbed against me and too my surprise I started to cum. It was sudden and my body tensed, then released. I buried my head in his shoulder to silence myself. He looked at me and smiled. He leaned back on his knees and pulled his pants off. He was hard. He was ready.
“Your mom and my dad are asleep. We have to be very quiet. I locked the door, but if they knock I will hide okay,” he said.
I nodded my head yes.
He grabbed my legs and put them on his shoulders straight up in the air, and then he put the tip of his cock in me and pulled my hips towards him. In this position he entered me deeply. He went far inside me. I looked up at him and he was watching his cock move in and out of me. That sight set me on fire. I liked him watching.
“How does that feel?” he said.
“I like it. Your cock is so big,” I said.
He moved slowly in and out of me. I felt every movement as he slid inside of me. It was more than I had ever expected it to feel like. His hands held onto my thighs and he slammed his body against me harder and harder. Then his face changed. He turned his head to the side and his eyes shut tight, he was cumming. A few quiet groans left his mouth.
He put my legs down and slowly pulled out of me. He squinted at the sensations of him being so sensitive. He gathered the sheets and pulled them on top of us. He wrapped his body around mine spooning me, and keeping me warm with his heat. Tears began to flow from my eyes and on to the bed as I remembered that he was leaving.
“Why the tears stepsister?” he asked.
“Cause you’re going to New York. I won’t see you again. I like doing this. You always ignored me before and now I finally have your attention.”
“I ignored you? When?” he asked.
“In high school. All that time.”
He chuckled a bit. “Don’t say that. You were just a kid then. I’m older than you. But now, now you’re a woman. I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s wrong. You can’t say anything ever.”
“I won’t, of course I won’t.”
“Besides, you can come visit me in New York. Then we won’t have to be so quiet,” he smiled at me.
“I can?”
“Yes, I want you to come. We could have a lot of fun,” he said.
I jumped on him and straddled him. “Thank you.”
He reached down and cupped my buttocks and squeezed them.
Finally he moved from the bed and put his clothes back on.
“Put your nightgown back on,” he said trying to hide all the evidence of our interaction. I did as he said. Once again he snuck out of my room and back into his room. I changed the sheets on my bed and went to sleep. I found sleep a lot easier knowing that this would not be our last encounter. Now I had New York to look forward too and we would have freedom there.
The next day something happened that messed everything up. We were all sitting at the table for lunch. Austin, our parents, and I were having a few laughs and I felt very optimistic about going to New York and having some freedom with Austin, my stepbrother. There was a knock at the door.
CHAPTER FOUR
The Punch
“I’ll get it,” Austin said.
He answered it. We heard voices coming from the entrance. I froze as I recognized one of them. It was Jacob. I completely forgot that I had plans with him that day. I had been so wrapped up in everything that I forgot I was dating Jacob at all. I only wanted my stepbrother, and that was all. I went to the door.
Austin and Jacob seemed to be in a tense interaction.
“What are you doing here?” Austin said sternly.
“I’ve come to pick up your stepsister. We’re dating as you know,” Jacob said.
“Jacob! I forgot we had plans today,” I said softly.
“That’s alright. I’ll wait why you get ready,” he said confidently. He swept past Austin and into the living room.
“Mr. and Mrs. Stark, how are you?” Jacob said sweetly.
My parents greeted him warmly and started a conversation with him. I looked at Austin, he looked at me with murder in his eyes. I didn’t know what to do. I felt that if I refused Jacob it would be too obvious. I had to go through with our date. I would have to answer lots of questions if I made up an excuse and I could not come up with a lie that my parent’s would know is not true. I would be around the house all day, so they would know. I sighed and went to my room to freshen up.
A few minutes later I left with Jacob. We went to the movies and I tried to enjoy myself but all I could think about was Austin. He would be so angry with me. After the movie, Jacob wanted to fuck of course. I told him I was feeling nauseous and felt like throwing up. I made him drive me home. It was already dark. We pulled up to the house and he leaned over to kiss me. I pushed him away a little.
“Oh come on Melissa. Not even a kiss? You’re acting strange all of a sudden. You love fucking me. You love my cock inside you, now you don’t want it?” he said. He pushed himself on me. Just then the driver side door opened. Jacob was yan
ked from the car. It was so fast I barely saw what was happening. Austin had pulled Jacob out of the car.
“Get off her!” Austin yelled.
“What the fuck Austin!” Jacob yelled. “Get off me!”
“Don’t fucking touch my stepsister,” Austin said sternly.
“She has a mind of her own. I’ll fuck her if she wants me too. I’ve fucked her all over this town,” Jacob said smugly.
Boom!
Austin punched him. Jacob went down.
“Austin! Stop!” I yelled as I climbed out of the car.
“Get inside!” he yelled at me.
Jacob got in his car and peeled out as he drove away. Austin grabbed my arm and dragged me inside. My parents came to the door. They didn’t see what had happened.
“What is it?” my stepfather asked.
“I don’t want her seeing that asshole. He’s not good for her,” he said walking by them and shutting himself in his room.
My parents talked about how sweet it was that Austin was so protective over his stepsister. It made me feel awful to be tricking them the way we were, but it couldn’t be helped. We were in this deep. We couldn’t stop. It was an obsession.
Later that night, I was expecting Austin to show up in my room after our parents went to sleep. I knew he would be angry. After midnight he came into my room. He didn’t knock. He didn’t wait to be invited in.
“What did you do? Did you let him fuck you again?” he said sternly.
“No, I didn’t.” I said.
“I don’t believe you. You were gone for hours,” he moved across the room and grabbed my arm.
“What were you doing all that time? It was at least three hours. He was all over you in the car. I wanted to kill him. Why him? You know I hate him. I always have.”
“We went to a movie. I swear we did not fuck. He was trying too, but I made an excuse and he drove me home. That’s it. I picked him cause I wanted you to notice me. It worked didn’t it?”
His eyes grew wide. I don’t think he liked knowing I had played him. That I had this all planned out. Though at this point it wouldn’t matter. He was in deep. He craved me. He craved fucking me.
