Naughty Brats - Sleepover Fantasies: (Older Alpha Male Younger Fertile Woman Taboo Forbidden Romance)

by Ophelia Stephens

  At the same time, I could feel his cock starting to pulsate inside of me. He grunted with animalistic triumph as his cock exploded inside of my pussy.

  When he was finished, he pulled his cock out of me and rolled over on the other side of me. With both Sarah and my dad on each side of me, we laid there and embraced each other.

  I then realized he had just came in me without protection. I was a little worried at first, but I thought the odds must have been low. At 42, he couldn’t be very fertile, right?

  Sarah looked at me and smiled.

  “That was just a little taste of the fun the three of us can have, right Cal?”

  “I think you're right Sarah. Besides, no one can take care of my little girl better than Daddy. Isn’t that right, Princess?”

  “Right Daddy.”

  ***

  The next day at home, the realization finally hit about what had actually transpired. At first I felt a feeling of shame over my action. I couldn’t help but think about how this would change the dynamic of mine and Cal’s relationship.

  Just as crazy as that seemed, I also had to eventually deal with the aftermath of what would happen between Sarah and I now.

  One thing was for sure, I had uncovered a kinky side of myself that I didn’t know existed. I wasn’t ready to stop now.

  The End.

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  Chapter 1

  My family planned a summer vacation together every year. It was a little cheesy, but my mother had good intentions. She was adopted and didn’t know her real family. It was important to her that we all stay close.

  Little did she know, I would get a little too close to one family member.

  This year we were staying in a cabin just outside of the Great Smoky Mountains National Forest. My stepfather picked this cabin because it was located in a remote location on the edge of the forest.

  My stepfather wanted to be as far away from civilization as possible. He was the CEO of a Fortune 500 company. His position required him to be connected 24/7 to his job. It was obvious that he was beginning to feel burned out, so he wanted a true vacation. In order to disconnect fully, he chose a cabin so remote that there was no cellular service.

  I'd been looking forward to the trip all year long. I loved getting out in nature. It had been over a year since I'd been in the woods. I was especially looking forward to doing some hiking. There was just something deep inside of me that felt at ease when I was outdoors.

  When we arrived at the cabin, I was amazed by the natural beauty surrounding it. The view was nothing short of breathtaking. It as almost like looking at a painting.

  Directly behind the cabin was the national park. The forest was protected land, so it retained it’s natural beauty.

  My favorite feature of the property was the small babbling creek that flowed directly in front of the cabin. The sound of the cold mountain water rushing through the rocks was very soothing and relaxing. I was very happy that my stepfather chose this place.

  When we I got out of the truck, I was approached by my stepbrother Bryson.

  “I can’t believe they brought you, Sis. I thought that they would have gotten rid of you by now. Or at least trade you in,” he said.

  “Don’t start with me already. Don’t you have some skanks to go chase?”

  “I’m kidding, Sis. I guess it is good to see you.”

  Bryson could be such an asshole.

  Bryson was my only sibling. I’ve only known him for five years.

  Bryson was your typical spoiled rich kid. He was used to getting things handed to him, whether it was money, grades, cars, or women. He always got what he wanted and with little effort.

  As hard as it is to admit to myself, I found him very attractive. There was no denying that he was hot and sexy. He was on his college’s rowing team, so he always kept himself in excellent shape. I really loved his incredibly ripped arms.

  Looks were not a problem in regards to Bryson. His problem was that he knew that. He was so cocky and arrogant. He was your typical alpha male.

  It was very peaceful and quite. Noises from the forest would resonate down through the valley at times. As we approached the cabin, the sound of howling and barking was heard coming from the forest. Strangely, Bryson dropped his bags on the ground and focused intensely on the forest. He was looking straight at the area in which the sound was coming from. The jovial expression on his face changed to a stern and angry look.

  “Bryson, are you OK?” I asked.

  He quickly snapped out of it and told me he was good. He helped us carry our bags in and we got settled into the cabin.

  That evening my stepfather cooked dinner outside on the grill. It was such a beautiful evening that we decided to eat dinner on the patio.

  While we were eating, my stepfather asked, “Scarlett, what are your plans tomorrow?

  “I'm going to go hiking in the woods. There's a waterfall that I'm dying to see. It's a good distance away from here. If I leave early enough in the morning, I will be able to make it back before it gets dark.” I said.

  “Wait! You aren't actually thinking of going in those woods alone are you?” My stepbrother said, interrupting me and putting his nose into my conversations as usual.

  “Of course. It's not that big of a deal. Thousands of people hike in the park year round,” I said.

  “The woods are very dangerous. There are so many dangerous things out there, including wild animals. How would you defend yourself if you were attacked?”

  “I will be fine. Let’s just drop it now.” I said. Bryson was so stubborn. He had to be always right. It was useless to try to argue with him. So, I just changed the subject.

  The next morning I woke up to a gorgeous day in the mountains. The sun was shining bright and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. I figured that it was the perfect day for a hike.

  The Appalachian Trail ran through the forest behind our cabin. I planned on doing an 8 mile section of the trail that lead to a beautiful waterfall. I always wanted to hike the entire AT, but I just didn’t have the time. I was thrilled to be able to hike a section of it.

  I was so excited about my morning hike to the falls. I had my backpack packed with all the essentials. More important than that, I had the cutest little hiking outfit. I'd just purchased a black hiking skirt that was comfortable but short. To compliment it, I had these long black hiking boots. It was sexy, yet functional.

  I may not have been the most experienced hiker that day, but I was damn sure going to be the cutest.

  I was more than prepared for the hike. I was already a meticulous planner. I'd researched the area a few weeks before and came up with a plan. I would hike out to Mingo Falls and the hike back. I had it planned it so I would return to the cabin by sunset while having enough time to have lunch at the falls and possibly go for a swim.

  I had everything under control, or so I thought.

  The AT was about a mile away from our cabin. There wasn’t a connecting trail from the woods behind us to the trail. I figured that I could blaze my own path through the woods. It was only a mile, plus I had a map and compass. I was going to put my Girl Scout skills to use.

  I grabbed my backpack and my hiking poles and
headed out the door. My parents were sitting on the front porch, having a cup a coffee and enjoying the view.

  “I’m going for a day hike to Mingo Falls and back. I’ll be back around sunset.”

  “Are you sure you should go alone? I would feel better if you asked your brother to join you,” my mom said.

  “I will be ok. Please don’t worry about me. The AT is full of hikers and is very safe. It’s the bears and wolves that I have to worry about.” I paused for dramatic effect and smiled. My mother didn’t find it funny. She just stared at me with a disgusted look.

  “I’m kidding. Besides, Bryson is still asleep. I need to get going early, so I can make it back before dark,” I explained.

  “Just be careful,” She said.

  I gave her and my stepfather a hug and was on my way.

  Maybe this wasn’t such a great idea. I thought this as I trampled my way through the thick brush of the forest.

  The approach from the woods to the AT was a tougher hike than I'd originally thought it would be. I realized that this would be an impossible trail at night, so it was imperative that I make it back before dark.

  As I walked behind the cabin on my way to the forest, I noticed someone on the back deck. It was the maintenance man, apparently working on the hot tub. Actually, the term maintenance boy would have been a more appropriate term. He looked to be no older than twenty-one but was very cute.

  He looked up and noticed me as I walked towards the forest. Our eyes met and he flashed the sweetest smile back at me. I began to blush just a bit. I smiled back at him and continued on my way.

  I had a one mile trek through the woods before I would hit the Appalachian Trail. When I looked at the area on Google maps, it didn’t look too difficult. I quickly discovered that I'd gravely underestimated how thick and difficult the hike would be.

  The forest was thick and overgrown with eastern hemlock and white pine. There wasn’t a clear cut trail to hike, so I had to blaze my own trail through the thick brush. I climbed over fallen logs, rock formations, and steep grade.

  I realized that this would be impossible after dark. It was imperative that I get back to this point before sunset. Not only was the trail dangerous, but I continued to hear howling and barking in the distance. I could only imagine how freaked out and scary the forest would be at night.

  After about 30 minutes, I reached the AT. I was so relieved to see that familiar white blaze on a tree in front of me. The white blaze was the marker that unidentified the Appalachian Trail.

  I hiked for a few hours before I arrived at the falls. To my surprise, the falls were empty. In fact, I'd only encountered three other hikers on the trail. All three of them were hiking in the opposite direction. I contributed this to the fact that most of the thru-hikers would be in Virginia at this point in the season.

  The waterfall was just as beautiful and majestic as the photos I’d found online of it. The water cascaded down with a powerful force. The sound was not only relaxing, but invigorating at the same time. I opened up my bag and pulled out my lunch. I couldn’t have asked for a more beautiful location to have a picnic lunch.

  After I finished lunch, I decided to take a swim in the pool below the falls. The temperature was already around ninety degrees that day, so the water looked very inviting.

  “Crap,” I said out loud as I rummaged through my backpack.

  “Where is it?”

  I'd left my bathing suit back at the cabin. I'd a terrible habit of being forgetful. I always seemed to forget one thing, no matter what.

  It was so hot and humid, plus I'd looked forward to this for the last few weeks. Suddenly, a naughty thought pop into my head.

  “Hmm…There’s no one around. Maybe I could take a skinny dip?”

  I looked around one last time to make sure no one was near. Once I confirmed the coast was clear, I began to undress.

  I lifted up my shirt and unfastened my bra, exposing my tits. I unzipped my boots and took them off. I still couldn’t believe I was doing this. It was so unlike me.

  I pulled down my hiking skirt and thong and hung them up on one of the large boulders. I was now totally nude and natural and it felt so nice.

  I carefully climbed down the rocks to the splash pool below the falls. The mountain water was ice cold at first that it caused me to shiver. Once I dunked my whole body in, I began to get used to the temperature.

  I stood underneath the waterfall. The water began to cascade all over my nude body. The cold, pure mountain water felt so enticing. I felt so naughty standing there naked. It was an unnatural feeling for me, but one that I was beginning to enjoy.

  I began feeling frisky. I may have been a virgin, but I had strong sexual desires that had been building up inside of me. It’s not like I didn’t want to act on them. I truly did. I was so focused on getting into college that I never took the time to date.

  These desires had seemed to escalate to a higher level recently. It seemed anything would turn me on. Little things like the vibration of my seat in the car, a stranger’s look, or even an accidental touch would set my hormones blazing.

  In this case, I kept thinking about my stepbrother forcefully grabbing me in the hall. I'd always been attracted to the strong and dominate type. Although he was being as asshole, the way he tried to take control of me was very sexy. I could see his biceps bulge while he held that tight grip on my arm. I began to wonder how his strong grip would feel on other parts of my body.

  Before I knew it, my left hand had slipped its way between my thighs. My fingers accidentally grazed the outside of my pussy. At least I tried to convince myself it was accidental.

  When my fingers brushed the outside of my slit, a warm and tingly sensation began to pulsate through my body. Before long, my fingers began to stroke my already throbbing clit. Just like the water pounding on the rocks below, the tips of my fingers began to pound against my clit. I pressed my fingers in a circular motion, running around the edges of my tender folds.

  I began to imagine that my fingers were his. The more I pictured Bryson in my mind, the more intense the sensation between my legs became. My pussy was so wet. It began to flow like the water fall around me, gushing with my sweet juices.

  “Oh, Bryson!” I screamed out loud. I was stroking my clit even faster at this point. I was doing fast and hard, at a feverish rate.

  “What am I doing?” I said out loud. I pulled my left hand away from my slit, as I began to realize what I was actually doing. I became ashamed of myself for having those inappropriate thoughts about Bryson. He was my stepbrother and I shouldn’t think of him that way. It was wrong of me.

  I was still wound up. I bit my lower lip and started to rationalize my actions. The feeling was just too amazing. In my heart, I honestly didn’t want to stop.

  “If it is wrong, why does it fell so fucking right?” I thought that to myself as my hand began to slip its way down between my legs again. “Besides, no one has to know.”

  “Fuck!” I said loudly as my fingers began working their way towards my sweet spot again. This time my left hand wasn’t the only one getting in on the action. My right hand began to massage my tits.

  My fingers worked their way to my nipples. They were rock hard, like small little pebbles. As the cold mountain water rushed down my tits, I placed my nipples between my fingers and began to twist them.

  While I was stimulating by tits and pussy at the same time, my body began to shiver. It was as if all the pleasure was building up inside of me and it was ready to burst free.

  I was getting so close. I wanted to cum so bad. I took two of my fingers and slid them into my already soaking slit. I slipped them in and out, slowly at first. The more I thought about Bryson’s cock, the faster and harder I slammed my fingers inside of me.

  My body began to quiver as my body could hold back no longer. A gush of pleasure and naughty desire coursed through my body. I'd pleasured myself on many occasions in my room and on my bed. This time it was different. The combina
tion of my desire for Bryson and the outside setting pushed me over the edge.

  “Oh fuck,” I screamed as my throbbing pussy gushed out as I came. I screamed so loud, I'm sure it was heard for miles.

  As I stood under the waterfall trying to catch my breath, I began to hear voices in the distance. I quickly rushed to the side of the bank and hurried up the rocks to grab my clothes. The rocks were extremely slippery.