"I know I did. I'm not so sure if Ryan considers taking his soon-to-be-sister out on the water fun," Shaniqua said turning to look at Ryan and she emphasized "fun."
"Of course I did," Ryan quipped. "I always have fun with the Nauti Girl regardless of who is on board." He looked at Shaniqua.
"The weather was perfect. Not a cloud in the sky. Look...," Shaniqua said holding her arm next to her mom's, "I have a nice even cocoa shade almost as dark as you. I'm going to look great in that peach dress!"
Donald cleared his throat. "By the way son. Did you have any problems with the Nauti Girl today?"
"No dad. Why do you ask?"
"Well. I got a call from Mr. Tomlin this afternoon around three and he said he saw you out on the water with the sails down." Donald paused to let that sink in.
"That was Mr. Tomlin?"
"Yes. He said he watched you for quite some time. He said the boat appeared to be listing to the port side."
"No. Everything was fi... fi.. fine," Ryan stammered. I just lowered the main to show some things to Shaniqua. To, you know... teach her some things... about sailing."
"Hmmm," Donald trimmed the fat from the edge of his steak.
"Did he say anything else," Ryan asked, his nerves on edge.
Donald cut another piece of porterhouse and put it in his mouth. Waving his fork in the air he said, "As a matter of fact he did." Donald paused for a good ten seconds for dramatic effect. "He said you gave him the finger."
Ryan swallowed real hard.
"Why would you do something like that?" Donald asked. "Especially to Mr. Tomlin. Even worse, in front of your sister?"
"She's not my sister," Ryan retorted.
"She will be in two days! She should be the one claiming you're not her brother!"
"Can we just drop it dad," Ryan asked. His voice indicated both embarrassment and defeat.
Rochelle placed her hand on Donald's and said, "Let's just get through this wedding. Everybody's on edge. Let's try and be nice."
***
For the next two days, Ryan's thoughts were occupied with Shaniqua, and Shaniqua day dreamed of Ryan, yet they both avoided conversation of the day aboard the Nauti Girl and what might have happened had the little man in the boat not interrupted them.
***
A last minute change in wedding plans had Ryan escorting Shaniqua, the two standing together throughout the ceremony. Rochelle insisted that is how it was going to be, despite her daughter vehemently opposing the suggestion.
It was an uncomfortable situation for both Ryan and Shaniqua, and as soon as the weeding was over and the reception began, Shaniqua downed a couple of drinks
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"Jeez, this has gotten boring," Shaniqua commented to herself out loud as she sat down in an empty seat near the back of the reception hall. The reception had been going on for only a half hour, and already she was feeling quite tipsy. She shuffled in her seat, and her 34D breasts heaved a sigh against the constraining confines of the peach taffeta dress she wore.
The wedding ceremony itself had been the usual, customary boring length, with the exchanging of vows and the sermon from the pastor. The worst part was Shaniqua having to stand beside Ryan. She had mixed feelings. She knew she wanted him, but she wasn't sure he wanted her. That made things uncomfortable and it seemed as though the ceremony had drug on and on.
Shaniqua sighed as she looked around the crowd, a smile crept onto her face when she spotted Ryan headed her way. She slowly, almost thoughtfully, stroked her hair back from her face, and leaned back against the soft cushioned back of the chair.
The alcohol was easing her tension, and she chuckled to herself as she crossed her legs, left over right, and felt her pussy become slightly damp within the sheer suntan pantyhose as she thought of how much she desired the man that was now officially her step-brother.
She bit her lip teasingly as her brown eyes fell on his. A soft, almost inaudible moan slipped from clenched lips as she remembered being naughty and sucking Ryan's cock on board the Nauti Girl. A bit of a smile played out across her red-painted lips as she thought of Mr. Tomlin watching through his binoculars.
Shaniqua reached down and tugged the hem of her dress down over her knees, aware that such a show of skin at her own mother's wedding might not be wise. However, she decided to keep dangling the peach-dyed satin high heel from her left foot, suggestive and teasing itself. Her thoughts focused on her new step-brother walking across the room towards her.
"Now there might be something a girl could be interested in," she mumbled as Ryan stepped in front of her, a Corona in one hand, the other behind his back.
She crossed her legs, a quick tightening of her thigh muscles squeezing her pussy. "Mmm, yes. I think a girl might be interested in that." Her eyes descended down Ryan's tux jacket, and fell on the crotch of his black dress slacks.
"Had a little bit to drink, huh sis," Ryan said playfully. "I wouldn't think the daughter of the bride would just be sitting back here all alone. I'd thought you'd be over in the mix mingling."
Shaniqua gazed up into Ryan's blue eyes as she smiled up to him.
"No, not really. This is your dad's and my mother's day, and I really don't have anything in common with their friends." She smiled broadly shuffled and recrossed her legs, and teasingly allowed the hem of her taffeta dress to rise up to her knee again. "I had thought of going to get another drink, though."
It was Ryan's turn to smile as he produced a mai-tai from behind his back and sat down next to his step-sister. "Well lucky for you, I remembered what the drink was you made when we were out sailing."
Shaniqua gladly took the offered drink, and sipped it as she kept eye contact with her very handsome step-brother. Her eyes broke contact with his and dropped down to his crotch momentarily before relocking her gaze upon his.
"Well, I suppose that brings up a question that I've been dying to ask you... but you seem to be avoiding me." She let her gaze slip from his as she recrossed her legs, and allowed the hem of her gown to slid to her lower thigh.
"Alright then," he shrugged as he finished sipping from his own drink," what might that be?"
Shaniqua leaned over and allowed her bare shoulder to contact his, as her voice dropped down to what she hoped was sensuous level, "Do you want to make love to me?" She leaned closer as she pressed her now bare, nylon-clad leg against his thigh, "Do you want to fuck me?" She grinned broadly as she let her upper lip slip between her teeth, then licked it as she chuckled at his obvious embarrassment.
Ryan grew rosy cheeked, before he hurriedly sipped at his beer and looked across the crowd. Shaniqua was pleased by his reaction, the obvious embarrassment and the quick look about as if he was about to be caught by his mother with his hand in the cookie jar.
She shrugged and sipped her mai-tai as she looked around the huge reception hall herself. She noted where all the people were that she would least like to be caught by while flirting with her step-brother."
"Well," Ryan finally whispered," I cannot say that I haven't thought about it!" He laughed before whispering again. " But," he pressed his leg back against hers, and shrugged, " I'd hate for us to get caught."
Shaniqua recrossed her legs, and the hem of her dress arose to mid thigh, showing a leg encased in shimmering sheer nylon to her new step-brother.
Ryan looked about the reception hall again, and noted that there was not anyone even near where they sat. Satisfied with that fact, and the fact that the table they sat at, with it's long white table cloth would hide what he was about to do, he let his hand slide over and lightly caress his step-sister's thigh.
"So, Shaniqua, does that mean you'd fuck me now, even though we are now related... officially?"
Her brown eyes beneath long, lush lashes scanned the room, and Shaniqua was careful not to make eye contact this time with Ryan.
She nodded lightly, as her breath escaped in a quiet whisper as she spoke. "Yes, Ryan. I I would fuck you. After all, we're not blood related."<
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A slow uncrossing of legs caused Ryan's caressing hand to slide up between her thighs, and a soft gasp escaped her lips as she felt his hand slide between her pantyhose clad thighs, almost to the sheer nylon covering her rapidly dampening pussy. She slowly reached over, and daringly cupped the crotch of his dress slacks, realizing quickly that her sister had been modest concerning Ryan's cock size.
"Do you want that, Ryan? Do you want to fuck me?"
A sly grin crept across his face as Ryan's hand stroked back and forth between his step-sister's silky thighs as he nodded slightly.
"I've wanted to fuck you, Shaniqua, since I met you."
His fingers splayed out, and slid against Shaniqua's clit, slightly pushing the nylon crotch of her pantyhose between the wet lips of her pussy. Ryan thrust his finger a tad deeper into his step-sister's pussy, beneath the white table cloth of the wedding reception table.
"Mmmmm if you keep that up, Ryan, you'll have to fuck me soon." Her eyes fluttered as she looked around quickly. "Do you want to fuck me, Ryan?"
Ryan gave a quick glance around the reception hall, then looked over to his new step-sister. "I don't know, Shaniqua. I mean, what if we..? God I want to. you're so fucking wet," he mumbled as Shaniqua squeezed her thighs together, then slid his hand from beneath the folds of her taffeta skirt.
"I will be upstairs, near the top of the stairs at the entrance, ok? "She smiled and winked to Ryan. "If you come up, then we'll find a quiet place."
Shaniqua stood and walked as steady as she could on shaky legs and quivering thighs. She could feel her pussy dampen the sheer crotch of her pantyhose as her heels clipped on the waxed tiled floor of the reception hall. She had never been fucked at a wedding, and she could hardly wait to get upstairs.
As she got to the top of the stairs, Shaniqua looked about the top floor of the reception hall, in reality just an extension of the church where her mother's wedding was held. The floor held mostly what looked to be classrooms or meeting rooms, all of which were locked except one. She peered into the dim light, and observed a long table along with half a dozen folding chairs spread out the small room. She grasped the doorknob tight and leaned against the door and rubbed her forehead.
Was this going to far? She was having second thoughts. A little harmless flirting was one thing, but it was entirely another to let her step-brother rub her pussy beneath the taffeta folds of her peach gown, and yet another to dare him to follow her upstairs. Perhaps she had gone too far.
An arm encircled her thin waist and snapped her quickly from her worries.
"So you are serious, aren't you?" Ryan whispered in her ear as he thrust his hips against her and literally drove her into the room. The door shut with a barely audible click, as Ryan shut it and started kissing on Shaniqua's long, supple neck, and his left hand snaked down and beneath the hem of her gown.
"Oh, God, Ryan, " Shaniqua moaned as she felt his hand slid up the sheer nylons covering her thighs to firmly cup her shaved pussy, " God, baby I guess. You do want to fuck me, don't you?"
Her step-brother's lips slid up her neck and nuzzled her ear as he half growled, "Yes, I want to fuck you, Shaniqua. You're so fucking wet!" Ryan emphasized this by thrusting his index finger between the folds of her pussy, dragging a nylon-covered finger against her clit.
Shaniqua's legs spread as she leaned over with palms outstretched on the table, and thrust her hips out against her step-brother's groin.
"Oh yeah, Shaniqua," Ryan said as his hand slipped from her waist, and tugged her dress up to her hip. As his index finger rocked back and forth from wet pussy lips to her clit, he allowed his right hand to slide up and down her legs, from knee to thigh, across her ass then back.
Shaniqua's legs quivered, as she began a slow rotation against Ryan's roaming hands. The rocking of his finger caused her to catch her breath and take her bottom lip between her teeth. Between the massaging of his finger, and the silky roughness of the sheer pantyhose against her clit, Shaniqua could feel the beginning of an orgasm coming over her as he continued licking and kissing her neck.
"Ryan, " Shaniqua half turned her head and moaned, " Ryan, baby, please, oooooh, please Ryan. We don't have much time before we are missed, baby. Please fuck me..please..."
Shaniqua felt his hands leave her hips and grasp her shoulders. She moaned a sigh of regret even as he spun her around, and pressed his mouth to hers. Immediately she opened her mouth, and allowed his tongue to probe against her own as she dropped her hands down and tugged at his belt. They worked quickly, even as they kissed and tasted each others lips.
Ryan groaned as he felt his step-sister's hand slid inside his slacks and grasp his cock firmly just before his hands slid up the silky material covering her legs and pushed the hem of her dress up to her hips. Ryan broke the embrace of Shaniqua's kiss as he gazed down in the dim light of the room. His eyes roamed hungrily over Shaniqua's body.
Shaniqua moaned long and slow as she slid her leg over his shoulder, and rubbed it against her step-brother's neck. She smiled as she dropped her hand over her pussy, and rubbed a red-painted nail against her clit. her eyes closed and she licked her lips. "Give it to me Ryan. Take me."
With two hands, Ryan grasped her pantyhose and forcibly tugged. The sound of ripping nylon reverberated through the small room as Shaniqua's eyes snapped open. The shock went away as quickly as it happened, and she leaned forward and licked Ryan's lips.
The thick head of her step-brother's cock felt hot against the puffy pink of her pussy lips as Shaniqua rubbed it up and down slowly with her hand. She moaned and exhaled, as she kept eye contact with Ryan. Ryan returned her gaze as he half turned his head and licked her ankle and calf, reaching up and cupping her breast through her gown.
With a gentle thrust of his hips, Ryan's cock slid between the moist lips of her pussy.
"Oh, fuck yes!" Shaniqua whispered as she felt that first thrust. Shaniqua moaned loudly before biting down on her lip, as her eyes again grew wide at Ryan's smile.
Ryan started slow, long thrusts, his cock sliding out to the tip, before thrusting his manhood back into his step-sister. She slid her other leg over Ryan's shoulders.
"Oh fuck yes, baby, yes..God yes. That feels so good. I love how your cock feels," she moaned her teeth clenched as she reached down and slid her long-nailed finger against her clit. She lightly stroked her clit, as she watched Ryan lick each ankle in turn through eyes half-shaded by drooped long lashes.
"That's it, baby, fuck me."
Ryan's thrusts picked up in speed, matched in pace by the rubbing of Shaniqua's finger against her clit.
"I fucking love how you talk like a slut," Ryan muttered as he grasped his step-sister's hips and thrust forward.
With her legs outstretched over Ryan's shoulders and her gown bunched up at her hips , Shaniqua felt so sexy and dirty as her step-brother fucked her faster. His flattering words made her feel all the more sexy..
"Do you like that, baby? You like it when your step-sister talks like some cheap slut? Mmmmmm it's easy when a hot stud like you starts to fuck me,," she said drawing in a deep breath as he thrust hard.
They had been gone just several long minutes, but it had been enough time someone may have missed them and began to look for them. Shaniqua felt her pussy spasm, the way it does right before an orgasm. Much as she wanted to feel Ryan inside her all night, she decided they needed to finish quickly and get back to the reception.
"God your cock feels so good, Ryan. I love you fucking me. Mmmm I feel like such a slut."
She was panting now. "Ryan, fuck me, yes fuck me! Oh, god yes we have to hurry, baby!"
Ryan took the cue, and began to slam his hips into Shaniqua. He leaned his weight over, her calves sliding down his shoulders to his upper arms, and her legs and high heels shaking high in the air as he began to pump his cock faster and harder into his step-sister.
"Yes, Ryan, yes. Oh god I'm going to cum, Ryan... I'm going to cum on your cock...."Shaniqua muttered as she lif
ted her head and ground her hips against Ryan's thrusts. "Yesssss....!"
Ryan gritted his teeth and clenched his eyes shut. "I'm close, Shaniqua, I'm close. I'm about to cum too."
Shaniqua could feel the head of his cock swell. Ryan grunted as he thrust hard and deep, over and over. She felt his cock spasm and begin shooting his cum deep inside her wet pussy. Her finger left her clit and her hands slid up his chest to cup his neck as she tightened the muscles in her pussy and thighs, and shuddered as her own orgasm gripped her from her head to her toes.
"Oh fuck yes...YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" She moaned just before biting her lip and lying back on the table. "Mmmm oh god, Ryan. That was great, baby." Shaniqua whispered as she let her legs slide down his muscular arms.
Ryan smiled as his cock softened and slid out of her pussy. Shaniqua took it in hand and gave it a squeeze, then licked their mingled juices from her hand.
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