Romance: Yes, Stepbrother!

by Annie Valentine

  * * * * *

  Harold got out of the shower and put on a towel. He had to use special soap twice a day to deal with the grease form the kitchen. He could either have oily or dry skin. There was no in between. He put on his robe to try a white chocolate cherry and walked into the bedroom. He loved that woman so much. Cherries were his favorite food. He told her that that first night. She remembered.

  He took off his towel and was about to walk naked into his closet, with his firm cock in hand, when he heard the phone vibrating in his black chef pants near the bed on the floor. He reached down and hit the ignore button. Halfway to the closet, his FB app was blaring. Somebody was trying to call him through that, and he couldn’t make it stop. He ripped the phone out of his pants and looked at his son’s face on the screen.

  “Fu** you!” He answered then hung up right away. His phone did it again as soon as he hung up. “What?” He was trying not to scream, but he resented the intrusion.

  “I don’t have anywhere to go tonight.”

  “Then you should’ve gotten a job. That’s not my problem.”

  “Dad,” he could hear Crow sobbing. “How could you do that to your own son?” Crow might’ve caused him a lot of trouble, but he was still his son, and no matter how hard he’d tried, he couldn’t just leave him out there. Sleeping on the streets could ruin his entire life. You don’t just get out of something like that. He wouldn’t ever be able to get off the streets. If he went to jail, he couldn’t get a good job. He’d have no future. He couldn’t just let that happen. He was a terrible human being, incapable or love or decent behavior, and he’d deserve it, but he couldn’t let it happen.

  Harold put on his robe and gave his hungry cock a flick. It’d have to wait. He went out to the terrace to meet with Lydia. When she turned around, her red dress waved a little bit, and his heart stopped. He didn’t want to do this to her, but there was nothing he could do to stop it.

  “Are we heading straight to dessert?” She reached into his robe to grab his crotch and he hardened instantly. He wanted to let her rub up and down the shaft, but he had to pull away instead. “What’s wrong?” She was starting to get upset.

  “My son got kicked out of his place today and doesn’t have anywhere to go.”

  “Well can’t he call some of his friends or something.”

  “We hate each other. He wouldn’t have called if he wasn’t desperate.” She had to do it. She couldn’t say no. It would be terrible, but the way she looked at him said that she wanted too, badly.

  “I ju-just can’t say yes, but I can’t say no can I? What kind of trouble is he going to cause?”

  “I don’t know. He might just eat all your food. He might burn the place down, but he’s my son and I simply can’t just say no to him.”

  “We have no choice, but we have to do this properly. He’s going to have to find a job so he can leave.”

  “We’ll figure that out. I can’t let him stay long, but I think he’s willing to find work. He’s not a bum. He’s just a prick in a bad situation.”

  “Well, does he have somewhere to go tonight?” At least she might be able to salvage the situation, but his phone going off manically in his hand said that he didn’t. He went to get dressed and get his son to the house. There was nothing she could do to fix this. She’d have to eat alone.

  Before he got there, she locked herself in her private room and went to bed. She didn’t want to see anyone that evening.

  She didn’t wake up to the sounds of birds singing or a nice breeze coming through her window. Instead, she had a terrible headache and an empty bottle in her hand. She rushed to the bathroom and got rid of the rest of her amazing meal that she’d had to scarf down to avoid seeing the boy, and then there was the knowledge that she’d have to spend the rest of the day in the house alone with him and the staff.

  Getting angry always gave her a bit of energy, so she decided to get up instead of mope around. This was her house and she certainly wasn’t going to hide. She got up and got her robe on and went downstairs to get a cup of coffee. As soon as she did, she saw Crow standing at the bottom of the stairs looking up at her with his hands down his boxers.

  Her first impression was that he was cocky, but well built. He had far too much confidence, but when a man’s smile makes you smile, you can’t help but understand why. He was dripping wet. He must’ve just gotten out of the shower and the water was getting all over the floor.

  “Hey new mommy, wanna try a piece of this?” He pulled his long cock out and whipped it up and down. She gasped and ran back upstairs. “Hey come on, you know you want it!” She slammed the door and sat down on the bed. She hadn’t squirted like that since she was a little kid. She didn’t even know she could still do it.

  Her lips were red and she could feel her clit stiffening. That little shit was going to get the boot. She couldn’t let him have control of her like that. If he could push her buttons, he could get his way and she wasn’t about to have that.

  Instead of putting up with his shit, she decided to play a little game with him. If he was hard, he wanted it. She got in the shower and let the water wash over her, and clean the nasty feelings right off her. All she could think of was the way the water was dripping off of his tan skin, or how nice his thick cock would feel inside of her. He was her stepson, and he could easily ruin her entire life, but he was more beautiful than any man who had ever come onto her. She needed dick. She’d been getting it every single night since her and Harry got together.

  That one night was enough to send her into a frenzy, but she could hold out. If she wanted to fu** with him, she had to. Harry wouldn’t be gone that long, and by the time he was back, she was going to drive the boy crazy. All she had to do was hold out as long as she could.

  She put on her best white bikini and grabbed a bottle of coconut butter. It was nice enough outside to swim, and she had a heated pool, but she needed to get a tan. She was starting to look pale. She went down to the pool and set her leg on top of lawn chair. She’d positioned herself directly in front of the back door. She took some butter and slowly rubbed it up her feet, making sure to get every single crevice. She saw a shadow move inside. He was watching her. Then she moved it slowly up her calves and did the next leg. She was starting to get hot herself, so she stuck her finger down her bottom and rubbed her lips.

  Then she rubbed the butter all over her torso and finally her chest and hips. The shadow moved a bit. She wondered what he was going to do.

  The water looked inviting. She wondered what it would be like to take a nice dip. It was warm, even in the fall and spring. She made sure of that herself. She dipped a toe in. It felt right so she slowly walked down the steps. When everything but her chest was submerged, she looked over at the glass doors innocently and cupped some water in her hands. She poured it down the front of her chest and looked down seductively as it dripped down her tits. She’d had practice with this kind of thing. They boy would melt.

  She did some laps around the pool and dunked herself around. It was fun. She didn’t use the pool enough. She went a few feet under and started to swim. She was completely underwater. Then she surfaced and looked around. The glass door was open, but she couldn’t see him. She went to get out of the pool, then she saw him. He’d been hiding behind a pool chair. He got up and she could see that he was wearing a black speedo with his hard cock pulled out the side. It was jumping up and down when started running and letting out an earth shattering growl that made her shriek. Her entire body was shivering in the split second where she saw him jump and he was right on top of her. She grabbed his cock and slipped her hand up and down.

  His soft growl caused goosebumps to run up and down her skin. Her body was convulsing in ecstasy when he pinched her nipple and she let out a passionate scream. His touch was pure electric as he pushed her to the edge of the pool with her legs up in the air and his cock firmly placed on her thigh.

  “You know you want this, bitch, huh.” He grabbed her chin and re
ached down to crash his lips against hers. His mouth was warm and soft. His touch was so inviting. His cock was moving closer to her lips and he slammed her against the pool wall. “You daddy’s little girl?” He pulled hair back, along with the fold on her bikini and slammed his dick inside her so hard that she exploded all over him as he drilled her harder and harder, searching and penetrating every single crevice. He was a manic lover with the force of a beast as he grabbed her clit and pinched it hard. She screamed as another explosion ripped through her and he started to slam harder than his father ever did.

  “You’re so fu**ing hot. You better fu**ing take this shit.” He pinched her nipple and she could feel a wave, like a tsunami running through her, like a volcano ready to erupt. He slammed his dick inside her and his hips circled around to cement his dominating force. The ensuing cries of passion accompanied a wave of pleasure so intense that, when they both exploded they were screaming over the waves and writhing with pleasure.

  He looked down at her to savor the look in her eyes. His face was menacing, as if he had finally made his first kill. His lip curled up and he slammed in once more for good pleasure.

  He was not a gentleman. When he was done he turned around and got out of the pool saying, “Stupid c*nt. You just needed a good dickin’ didn’t you.” Before he walked inside, he turned around and said, “My dad is going to leave when I tell him about this.” She ran out of the pool and slammed him to the ground. His face hit the metal portion between the concrete and the marble floor inside, and blood was dripping out of his mouth.

  “You ain’t gonna fu**ing tell him!”

  He turned her over and climbed on top with his shaft rubbing all over her exposed belly. “What are you gonna do, huh? There isn’t enough money in the world to keep you from going to jail if you hurt me.”

  “Please!” She covered her head and started sobbing. “We love each other. Don’t you want him to be happy?”

  He got up and walked away saying, “I’ll think of something.”

  She watched him shake his butt as he walked away. She made a terrible mistake, and she wasn’t sure what she was going to do about it.

  Chapter 7

  For a brief moment, Lydia thought her entire life had been torn away from her. She’d never done anything like that before, and it was so amazing that she was still reeling from the moment of passion, but it wasn’t worth losing her husband over it. She didn’t know what she was going to do.

  She did, honestly, think of killing him. If she was caught, which probably would be she might be able to get a good lawyer, but this wasn’t worth going to jail over. She’d just have to figure out what it was he wanted her to do and hope that it was something she could endure. There was little hope of that.

  * * * * * *

  Crow was sitting naked on an antique 18th century horse hair couch with his feet firmly placed on an antique marble table. He had a glass of whiskey in one hand and a blunt in the other. His first order of business was to get as shit-faced as humanly possible so he wouldn’t have to deal with this place for a while. His bike was out of gas so a chemical escape was the best option. He flipped through the channels then took a harsh hit when he’d settled on something interesting. The phone on the table started buzzing and he looked down. It was his father calling. He’d better figure out what he wanted.

  “Fu** off.” This was his formal family greeting.

  “I want you out of the house from 6pm to 4am. You’re old enough to go to a bar so that shouldn’t be too hard for you, should it?”

  “Fu** you.” He hung up then went upstairs to deal with the woman. He knocked on the door and he heard her pad across the carpet.

  “What the fu** do you think you’re doing smoking that in my house!?”

  “Hand me your phone. You’re going to tell my father that you want to be alone for the evening and you’re staying in my room for tonight. I just figured out what you can do.”

  “No.”

  “Alright. I’m just gonna go downstairs and call him and tell him what you did.” He went down and picked up his phone on the table next to the banister.

  “Fine!” Agreeing with him was painful, but it was the only thing she could do. He had her by the melons.

  Crow went back to the living room and had a seat. There was nothing on T.V. And he was getting kind of bored. He decided to give his friend Curtis a call and see what he was up to. He might like to enjoy the new pool.

  “Hey what’s up.” He must’ve been pretty bored cause he answered kinda quick.

  “Nothin’ much just chillin’ here in my new stepmom’s mansion.”

  “What?”

  “She’s got her own private beach, pool, hot tub, a little mini-theater, that I am currently hot boxing and a short order cook that does what I tell him to.”

  “I could go for some grub. I’m starving.”

  “Well get your ass over here then.”

  “What’s she like? Is she hot?”

  “She’s alright. Her pussy’s real fu**ing tight.”

  “Tell me you didn’t.”

  “I just finished.”

  “Holy shit. I’ll be there in a bit.” He hung up the phone and made his way outside to get some sun. It had been wonderful out for a while now, and he needed a better tan. He drifted off for a moment, and when he woke up, he was butt naked and Curtis was standing over him looking like the statue of David, and giggling like a little girl.

  He grabbed his cock firmly by the base and said, “Don’t act like you never seen a fu**ing dick before.”

  Curtis laughed and said, “Just put that shit away till we meet Mommy, huh.”

  “Will do.” Crow grabbed his phone by the lounge chair and texted her, “Woman, get down here. We’re having dinner.” He looked over at Curtis and said, “We’re gonna have dinner. What should we have them make?”

  “I want fried chicken, country gravy, mashed potatoes and chocolate sundaes.” Crow started laughing at that.

  “Yeah. I think that’ll be perfect.” He went back inside and over to his bathroom downstairs to get a belt on then he made his way over to the foot of the stairs while Curtis waited in the living room. “Woman!!” His screams echoed throughout the house.

  She bounded out of her room, ready to tackle him, but when he opened his robe, with a nefarious reminder, she stopped and walked softly, like she was supposed to. She was going to put arsenic in his beer if he wasn’t careful.

  “Go get your chef to make us some fu**ing food and tell him to have it done in less than an hour.”

  “You said you’d think of something for me to do so you wouldn’t tell him.”

  Crow knew exactly what he was going to make her do. He’d been wanting to try something for a while, but he was going to really make her work first. He wasn’t about to just her off that easy.

  “We’ll get to that. First, we want you to go get some fu**ing food.” When she walked away, he slapped her ass and she looked like she was going to cut his head off. “When you’re done, go get something sexy on so you can meet my friend.”

  The two boys sat down for a huge dinner and waited for the woman to come down.

  Curtis took a huge chug of beer and bit into a drum stick. “Something’s up. Tell me what the hell is going on.”

  “No. You’ll just have to find out.”

  Curtis nodded his head and smiled. They both heard footsteps behind them and turned to see who it was. Lydia was wearing a tight red mini-dress and red heels. Her makeup was stellar.

  Curtis was out of his seat in an instant. “Well, hello. I’m Curtis, Crow’s friend. It’s nice to meet you.” He took her hand and kissed it and she giggled. He was cute.

  “It’s nice to meet you too.” She got a good look of his butt as he turned around to pull out her chair. “Why thank you.” He was such a gentleman. She reached out to grab herself a piece of chicken when he slapped her hand away.

  “Curtis I’m getting kind of full. Come on, woman.” Curtis laughed and C
row grabbed her and pulled her into his bedroom.

  “I do this and that’s it. No more. You promise not to tell him.” She said as he bent her over the bed and pulled up her dress.

  “Do what,” Curtis asked.

  “We’re both gonna fu** her silly.”

  “Fu** yeah.” he pulled down his khaki pants and started rubbing his thick cock, which got hard instantly. Then he got on the bed and pulled her head up to choke her with his hard cock. “Come on, take it.” He slammed his cock in and Crow slapped her naked butt. It hurt but she almost exploded from the feeling. He was rubbing his fingers along her slit as Curtis held her head down onto it saying, “Swallow it.” The boys reach out and bump their fists as Crow rips down her panties and drives his cock up her ass as hard as he can.

  She screamed from the terrifying pain of it ripping through her. She couldn’t take it. It felt like she was being stabbed, but he just kept drilling her, harder and harder. She was screaming and panting and Curtis had his cock so far down her throat she couldn’t stop gagging.

  Crow drove it in as far as he could saying, “You like that fu**king cock,” and when his hips circled around just perfectly she did. It was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to her, like he was shoving pure pleasure inside of her with a hot poker, and just as she thought it couldn’t get any better, Curtis pulled out and their eyes met as his cock ran along her lips. It was the most sensual thing anyone had ever done to her. Crow’s finger reached down and he shoved it into her hole and moved it back and forth. The ensuing explosion ripped through her, and they just kept going, slamming her as their cries mounted and Crow was banging her from both ends like a jackhammer. She could feel their panting getting louder, and their cries echoing through the entire mansion building up to the one moment where their bodies burst with pleasure and both men dug deep inside of her to deliver a full fountain of warm cum.