“Oh come on. You of all people are a prude now? Say…you’re not falling in love are you? What did I tell you growing up?”
“Don’t get married till I’m thirty, I know.”
“Damn right. Best decision of your life. You can’t trust yourself in your twenties. Too much cum building up in your balls. Boy’s gotta sow his oats.”
“Yeah dad, I get the picture,” Gerald said with a tsk. “Believe me I know. It’s not like starting a serious relationship is an option right now anyway.”
“Oh, there will be options. Damn right. Women love men in uniform. Shit, that’s why I first joined the army.”
“Silly me. I did it because I loved my country.”
“Well, we all love our country, boy. But damned if I’m going to miss out on the perks! You know what I called the old uniform? The panty-dropper.”
Gerald half-smiled. His dad was sort of right, if not the most noble man in the room.
“So when is Rebekkah arriving?” he said, referring to dad’s new wife who was already showing herself to be late and very unpunctual.
“She’ll be here. She’s bringing her family with her.”
“Cool,” he said.
It took another hour of small talk and awkward talks about dad’s sex drive, but eventually Rebekkah came, all bright eyed and congenial, eager to make a good impression with Melvin’s son.
Naturally, Gerald was a good sport and treated Rebekkah with the same respect he ought to give his own mother.
“Nice to meet you, Ma’am,” he said in that full Navy SEAL voice, the spitting image of his own father and that’s just what Rebekkah said.
“He is your son,” she laughed, right before grabbing Gerald’s arm in affection. “What a good looking boy.”
“Where’s the family?” Melvin asked, as Gerald retreated back into the study room, lounging on the chair. Just as he got comfortable and disinterested in all the family small talk…
He received a rude awakening. There stood Nina, now so obviously the spitting image of Rebekkah, his stepmother. She was wearing a jacket and skirt, a little more formal this time, not as “easy” dressed as before.
His gaping face, the perfect compliment to Nina’s raised eyebrows and frowning mouth, said it all: I just made out with my stepsister.
*
Gerald fake laughed at his dad’s old war story, again, the same bullshit story he always told about escaping Japanese cannibals. He dismissed himself quickly and gagged as he saw Nina standup and likewise dismiss herself, eager to follow Gerald and discuss what should not be discussed.
She cornered him in the hallway and stared a hole through him.
“What the fuck?” she said, shaking her head.
“What?!”
“You knew?”
“Of course I didn’t know!” he fumed in response. “How am I supposed to know…what are the odds?”
“Holy shit!”
“I know!”
“Well now what?” she said nervously, shaking her head and clutching her forehead in panic.
“NOW we fucking forget everything that happened!”
“Yeah…I know.”
“I mean, damn! I’m really glad you stopped me from taking you home!” he said with a shudder.
“Well…yeah…” she said, eyeing him in a funny way. Not like a stepsister, not really. It kind of freaked Gerald out and he left her eyes in a hurry. “YES,” he said firmly. “I don’t think our new mother and father would take to this well. At all.”
“Yeah. Mom would have a cow.”
“And my father would beat me to death.”
“Look, nothing happened. Okay?”
“Goddamn right nothing happened!” he said, already in denial.
But even as he stubbornly insisted the last twenty-four hours were a blur, he still smelled her essence. He still tasted her lips and tongue in his mouth. And her now forbidden breasts were calling to him. He had touched them before, fantasizing of what it would be like to reach inside and squeeze her flesh, making love to her with his lips…
But shit! All that was a horrid fantasy now. Now, it really was over. It couldn’t happen.
They looked at each other in awkward terror and said no more, before returning to the study.
Even while sitting down patiently, letting their parents steer the conversation, they couldn’t help but stare into each other’s eyes. They reveled in the awkward tension even as they fought so hard to think platonic thoughts, to forget their sin. They kept wanting to say something to each other but couldn’t muster the words. They looked into each other’s eyes from across the room and panicked. Retreated and then returned again.
And all they could think was how much they desired each other. How the sickening urge never actually left them, even when the truth was revealed. It was now powered and intensified by feelings of forbidden lust. The thought of confronting each other in private now felt as terrifying as never seeing each other again.
Maybe it wasn’t such a great idea to resist having sex on the first date. Because now, it was a full blown obsession and the guilt would never leave them.
Chapter 3
Gerald and Nina stayed a good hour, letting their respective mother and father talk on about old times until they were exhausted. Gerald watched his hot, er, his nice stepsister walk her mother out of the house and leave the two men alone. Rebekkah was going to stay with her ailing aunt for a few days and Nina had to get back home to study.
Gerald knew that there was a possibility Nina might stalk him after she dropped her mother off at her aunt’s. But he knew this couldn’t be. They had nothing to say to each other. Now that the truth was known everything they did together was a mistake. And whatever these feelings were just that—feelings, fucked up emo issues from a bad case of blueballs. Maybe he just needed to find a dumb blond at the bar and forget about Nina.
But what if Nina was there? Waiting? Oh God I got to get out of here!
Gerald waited impatiently as Melvin went into great detail about something inane, keeping him an extra ten minutes and preventing him from getting the hell out of the city before it was too late.
What could happen anyway? It was his stepsister. Their parents were getting married and that was that. Besides, she said NO. She rejected him first. She wasn’t attracted to him…or was she?
He suddenly thought back to every flirty, seductive thing he said to her and blushed a little bit. She couldn’t still feel that way, could she? She did put the brakes to him. Maybe she sensed it wasn’t right for a reason.
Because they were doomed to be siblings by law! He finally broke away from dad long enough to exit the house and go zooming towards his car.
He entered the Volkswagen and started the car, looking around, a sudden pang of distress hit him, as if he were being watched.
And then like a wildfire, that fire-headed blond just opened his passenger door and plopped beside him.
He sighed, looking a bit miffed, but not really angry. After all, she was family now.
“I think we should talk.”
“Stalker.”
“No,” she laughed. “Just figured you were avoiding me. Why?”
“What do you mean why? Do I have to explain?”
“Yes, you do. I mean, what? You’re upset about something?”
“No.”
“Pussy,” she teased. “Just tell me what’s wrong.”
“Look, I didn’t know our parents were getting hitched, all right? I was mortified to see you at the door.”
“Yeah. It was weird. But…”
“What?”
“I mean…why are you acting so weird about it? Did you…like what we did?”
“What?”
“You know. Did you like it?”
“What kind of a question is that?” he asked, a bit offended.
“Hmmm,” Nina said, tilting her head and reading his face. “Maybe you still like it. You’re thinking a lot about it now. Now that you know, it’
s wrong to do that.”
“What? You’re nuts.”
“You’re nuts. You’re the one thinking it. Aren’t you?”
“What are you doing to me?” he blasted back. “You make out with me in a bar, tell me no, and then I find out you’re my fucking step-sister. Now instead of just leaving me the hell alone you’re here, badgering me. I mean God, Nina. What do you want me to do?”
She stared at him in a moment of naked emotion. “What do you want to do right now?”
He shook his head, trying hard to look away…but all he felt was wanton desire, a thirst for her forbidden flesh. A tingling all over his body, along with a voice telling him this was so wrong. On so many levels, just plain sick and wrong.
But they kissed again, and this time even more fervently. He sucked her lips with reckless abandon, gripping her by the hair and inhaling her natural moist scent. They kissed passionately in the car, losing all sense of reason and only feeling a pulsating thrill in the air as they tasted each other’s humid lips.
“What is wrong with you?” he said, breaking the lips but still not releasing his grip on her arm; her flesh was all flush with vulnerability and clinging to his every pore. He desired nothing more than to strip her bare and feast his mouth all over her skin. “You tell me no in the bar, before you knew who I was, because it was just too easy. And now that you know we can’t do this you kiss me?”
“I feel what I feel,” she said in a breathy voice, locking wide eyes with him and breathing harder and harder.
He reached over and kissed her again, this time even firmer and with more grasp in his desperate hands. He sucked on her lips and felt her thighs. His heart raced as he felt temptation so near to him—so overwhelming. Just what he wanted so intensely earlier on, and now completely off the menu.
His dick grew hot and achingly big. She released the kiss and stared at him with full and unrepentant desire. The crazy redhead bitch wanted to screw her own step-brother and thank God they weren’t related my blood. As he looked into her eyes he knew she was just a little crazy and that was an “enemy” that was hard to beat.
She kissed him again, this time scooting over closer to him and putting her hand on his crotch. He grunted silently, loving the feeling of her hands rubbing his forbiddenness, feeling himself grow in her hands. She looked at him while she stroked his covered erection, sending chills down his spine and an erotic stir that he felt down to his perineum.
“Now?” he laughed in disbelief. “Now of all times…when you know we can’t…”
“Why can’t we?” she said, unzipping him and leaving him a panting mess of emotions.
“They would never forgive us. Isn’t it against the law?”
“Such a good soldier.”
“Navy SEAL.”
“Fine then. Let’s just cool it. Okay?”
“Okay.”
He tried for a whole one second to get control of himself but lost it quickly. He kissed her again and this time grabbed her breasts in brazen desire. There was hardly any room for sex in the front seat but damned if that stopped Gerald from taking what he most wanted. He couldn’t even tear himself away from her for a better position. He kissed her like mad, his hands caressing her forearms, elbows, and sides. Her breasts were full and warm, and stuffed inside two layers of an undershirt and red jacket.
“Maybe we should quit now…” she said, out of breath, pushing Gerald away just to inhale. “There’s nowhere for us to go. By the time we find a place…you’re going to think about this and realize it’s a really bad idea.”
“Maybe,” he said, still clutching onto her. Or maybe you’re going to climb into the backseat and we’re just going to play it by ear.”
“Okay,” she said, wasting no time in climbing over the cup holders and arm rests and shifting backwards into the backseat; awkward was hell, but with that same fizzy energy still in the air. He followed her, climbing over the same fixtures and almost putting his whole back out of shape…but to risk opening and closing the car door and alerting his father would be a mistake. There was no time to second guess this. If this flame was to be extinguished it would have to be now.
He sat in the middle and guided Nina into his arms and onto his lap. Her butt was warm and cozy, resting on his hard erection and blocking him from squirming. They kissed again and this time Gerald had full and easy access to her intoxicating cleavage. He kissed her chest and tasted the sweet, moist sides of her breasts, putting his face to her flush skin and nuzzling through.
She shuddered as he slid off her jacket and put his hands underneath her t-shirt, feeling her bra and grasping her buttoned down breasts with selfish, caveman like hunger. They kissed fervently again, and upon breaking the embrace, she pulled off her shirt, and welcomed his lips to her bosom.
Gerald kissed her chest then breasts, inhaling her scent, finding her natural sweat and arousal to be strongest aphrodisiac. He grabbed her back and took her in closer, getting his hands behind her so he could unhook her bra.
“Mmmm such a player,” she whispered with a smile, as he unhooked that sucker in less than two seconds.
He pulled off her bra and began kissing her nipples back and forth, activating a spark.
“Mmmmm!” she groaned keeping her mouth closed, trying not to wake anybody.
She grabbed his head and brought him in closer, as he sucked her left nipple harder, letting it thicken in his mouth. “Uhhh huh…”
She arched her back and adjusted in his lap. They weren’t penetrating but their genitals were lined up almost perfectly. He could vaguely feel her moist wetness and she could definitely feel his rock hard dick pushing through the material and teasing her labia.
Her hands were restless and caressing him—but only for a moment, as he grabbed her wrists and held her still, just as he began sucking her other pointed nipple.
“Oohh!” she shrieked, flinching at the excitement and loving the feeling of losing control. He was so strong. She let him kiss her breasts and lick her areolas until she was out of breath, panting and wet from so many kisses.
Then, the guilt set in, and the shame seemed to drench them both—just as it was drenching her panties in excitement. “We can’t…we can’t do that…” she whispered. “I said no to you…because I don’t have protection.”
He looked at her in smiling curiosity, but couldn’t resist sucking her big nipples again, desiring to hear her darling little coo.
“Mmmmm…I like that…”
“I have protection.”
“No…” she sighed, looking him in the eye while he fondled her breasts. “I don’t trust those…”
She began dry humping him and smiling. “This is all you get, soldier.”
“Mmmm…” he grunted, smiling and already feeling weakened from her amazing breasts in his face. “Well maybe there’s a compromise somewhere…”
He sent his fingers underneath her skirt and found her wet panties.
“Aahhhh…”
“You wet for me?” he said, looking into her eyes.
“Mmm-hmmm,” she said with a bashful face, but still meeting his eyes strongly.
“I’m going to give you what I wanted to give you. Last night. And now even more.”
“Whaaaat?” she cooed, rubbing the side of her face against his and moaning softly.
“Like I said. An orgasm that you’re never going to forget.”
She laughed quietly, but it soon escalated into a throaty little moan that seemed to go on and on as he touched her. He rubbed her clit just the right way, circling it around and getting her juices flowing.
“Uhhh!” she said, fighting in vain. They were making too much noise. But it felt too intense, too powerful to stop. She loved the feeling of his strong fingers on her clit, and so perfectly in rhythm. He rolled his fingers just the way she wanted to be pleasured. Her pussy contracted and more lube came out, soaking her panties and making her scent fill the car.
He breathed it in deeply, all the while groping her b
reast with his free hand. Just as she began to breathe faster, he squeezed her left nipple harder, in sync with his rolling finger.
“Mmmmm! Shit!” she gasped. “Faster…faster…”
He rubbed her fast, this time taking a stronger stroking motion and striking so fast it almost seemed electric. Her clit was throbbing and her pussy was so wet she was drenching his pants too.
“Uhhh! Yesss…talk to me…I want to hear your voice…”
“Mmmmm!” he grunted back, his own dick just moments away from exploding from the hard friction. “I love the way you smell. You drive me crazy. Nina…”
“Mmmm…call me Nancy…” she whispered, almost embarrassed at the kink.
“Come for me, Nancy. Come on top of me.”
She panted and shrieked at the thought until she began shaking and gyrating on top of him. “Oh God, yes! Ohhh God I’m going to come!”
“Yes! Come on me. Come on me!”
He grabbed her head firmly and shoved her tits in his mouth intensifying the moment. She cried loud and long as she wiggled around, wetting their crotches and coming as hard as she could remember.
“Aahhhh!” she groaned hard and loud, slamming her fists on the car seats as more lube poured out, and her pussy clenched. She grabbed him by the hair and exhaled all over his face, just barely keeping her eyes affixed to his.
She came so hard and so wickedly, and at the most sickening thought of all. Gerald was scandalized and a little freaked out at her fetish, but who could give a fuck? The woman was drop dead sexy. Her cumming all over his crotch but denying him the penetration he needed was a bit of wicked foreplay. He was satisfied and yet still hard-on and distracted. He had a mini-cum too, as just a spurt of ejaculate shot out. Blue balled again! This soldier was getting beaten by the better player time and time again. Tradition be damned, he wanted his step-sister more than anything at this point.
She was a little embarrassed at how hard and loud she had orgasmed and quickly pulled her bra and shirt back on, wanting to flee the scene.
“Oh God, what did we do…” she mumbled, still out of breath.
Gerald couldn’t say a word. Anything he said would sound pretty stupid right about now…and besides all he could think about was shoving his cock where it didn’t belong—as deep as she would let him. All he could master was total and painful honesty…
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