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Stepbrother: Forbidden Fixation
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STEPBROTHER:
FORBIDDEN FIXATION
A Short Romance
by Tabatha Kiss
WARNING: This short story contains explicit descriptions of
erotic and sexual acts that some may find offensive.
Reader discretion advised.
This is a work of fiction intended for mature audiences only.
Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
All characters detailed within are eighteen years of age or older.
No characters engaging in sexual acts are blood related.
Text and Story Copyright © 2015 Tabatha Kiss
Cover Art Copyright © Depositphotos.com/cokacoka
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STEPBROTHER:
FORBIDDEN FIXATION
A Short Romance
by Tabatha Kiss
I never thought my darkest fantasies would come true…
I was driving downtown in the middle of the night to pick up my stepsister, Tara. I hadn’t seen her in a long while. Just a few messages here and there since she left home. A little flirting back and forth, I will admit. I missed seeing her every day. There was always something about her that got to me — something I couldn’t pin down and would never talk about.
One text message led to another until I found myself driving through a warm rain. Downtown was dead after midnight around here, and the weather had made that even more so. The rain came down hard, the drive itself turning out to be rather unpleasant. But Tara was on my mind.
If you come find me, I’ll give you what you’ve always desired…
That was the last message she sent. I kept peaking at it during the drive, my mind going wild with excitement over what it could mean.
My stepsister was very pretty, I always thought so. Dark haired with a body like an hourglass – she looked like the kind of girl I'd never have the luck to hook up with; which made my trip downtown all the more worth it.
Not long after one a.m., I turned onto Main Street. She asked me to meet her at the bus shelter on the corner. As I pulled up I couldn’t see much, the raindrops pounding hard on my windows. But I caught sight of an outline of a woman set against the dim lighting from the overhead street lights and I knew it was her.
When the door opened I was taken aback – she had gotten even prettier than the last time I saw her. She swung herself into the car and I saw that she was wearing knee-high boots, showing off her silky smooth legs. I tried my best not to stare, but my member throbbed in my trousers. I've always liked women in boots.
“Hi, Danny!” she shouted. I smiled to myself. She was the only person in the world who was allowed to call me Danny.
Tara leaned over to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. Her skin was wet and warm. Her scent was intensified by the rain and it filled my willing nostrils.
“Hey, Tara,” I said, covering my awkwardness with a laugh.
Before I could say another word, she flashed me a smile and said, “Take a left further down, will you?”
The rain wasn't letting up, and I found it harder to see, but I drove as instructed. From the corner of my eye I caught glimpses of her legs in the moonlight, which made my penis twitch all the more.
“How long have you been in town?” I asked her.
“Just a few hours,” she answered. “My friends and I came out here for a pre-spring break party.”
“Where are you friends now?” I asked, feeling a little stung that I wasn’t invited to the party.
“No idea,” Tara said, tossing her hands in the air. “They seemed to have abandoned me.” She pointed to the road. “A little farther down…”
After a minute I was about to ask her exactly where she meant when I saw it for myself: a narrow alleyway on the other side of the road. Unsure if this was the right place I glanced at her and she nodded to me before turning her gaze back on the alleyway.
It was so dark we couldn't see anything until the headlights cut across the alley as I pulled inside. I turned off the ignition and reached to kill the headlights when she suddenly placed her hand on my thigh. “No,” she said. “Leave the lights on.”
I looked at the alley and then back at her. She had beautiful green eyes, and they stared back at me. I almost lost myself until I felt her hand running higher up my thigh, her fingers playing against the bulge in my pants.
“What are you doing?” I asked, pulling away.
“Fulfilling my promise,” she said, her eyes flicking back and forth in the lights. “I told you I’d give you what you always desired, Danny… and that’s me.”
My mind exploded into full overload. The first instincts hit me and my flight response overpowered all others. “I don’t know, Tara…”
“I know you want me, Danny,” she said. “Ever since our parents got married when we were teens, I’ve known it. Every day, you’d look at me. You’d look at me like no other man ever has.”
My heart pounded in my chest and I couldn’t help but look down the front of her shirt to her heaving breasts. “Yeah…” I mumbled out.
Tara reached out and laid her hand on my leg. “I feel the same way,” she said. “Let me thank you…”
Every wet dream. Every fantasy. Every part of me screamed to not let this moment pass by. “Okay,” I said.
She opened the passenger side door and slowly stepped out of the car, never taking her eyes away from mine. Her other hand continued to rub against my bulge until it had to follow the rest of her body out of the car. As she stood up outside I briefly saw her bosom before she ducked her head back into the car again. “Get out and stand over there,” she said.
I quickly got out of the car, stepping into the warm night air. I took the opportunity to glance the road. There wasn't so much as another car around and I sighed to myself with relief. I looked to where she was indicating and found an area of the alley about twenty feet in front of the car.
“Go,” she said. “Stand against the wall.”
The alley looked surreal. The narrow space was bathed in the brightness of the headlights. Beyond that I could see old trash dumpsters, stacked wooden pallets, and other debris receding into the darkness. I looked toward her but was blinded, all I could see was a vague outline of her body.
I stood against the wall and saw the outline start to move towards me. As she stepped into the light between us I could barely stifle a moan as I got a clear look at her beautiful body. She swung a set of wide, perfect hips as she approached. I had always loved the shape of her. One hand played with her skirt while her other slipped up over her swollen chest and she slowly unzipped her jacket, revealing a set of perfect tits held in place with a sexy red bra.
She closed on me until I was looking directly into her jade green eyes. For a few moments there wasn't any sound but our breath. The ambiance of the wind blowing through the city and the patter of rainfall set a tone for us as we stared into each other’s eyes.
She placed a hand down on my bulge and squeezed. My body jerked with life and I leaned against the brick wall for support. I looked down to see her hands on my body, feeling me up. I admired her face, taking in those big cheekbones, those full lips. She bit her lower lip and I throbbed even harder for her. Her eyes met mine and she responded by squeezing me even tighter.
“You like this, brother?” she asked as she kneaded me. Her other hand wandered up to feel her breasts.
“Yes,” I said, moaning with every move she made. I could feel my pre-cum start to form on my
tip as she slowly unzipped my trousers and slid a hand in to tug it out. The feeling of her skin on my hard cock sent goosebumps throughout my body.
She pushed me harder against the wall and kissed me. Her full lips felt so smooth and I enjoyed every movement my lips experienced with hers. Her tongue pushed into my mouth and I sucked on it before pushing my own into hers. My senses were on full overload, feeling my sister’s hands on my body, smelling my sister’s perfume, and tasting my sister’s lips. There was so much going on that I hadn’t noticed when she started stroking me.
Her tongue pulled out of my mouth and she broke lip contact, but kept them so close her hot breath and whispering almost made my knees buckle. “You know what I like to do?” she asked. “I like to suck on cock. Can I suck your cock, brother?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
She looked into my eyes. “Like what?”
I stared straight back at her and said, “I'd like you to suck on my cock, sister.”
A baited moan slipped out from between her lips as she whispered, “Give it to me. Now.” She tugged tightly on my hard cock as she slid down to her knees, bare skin pressing against the wet concrete. The rain began to pick up and her hair was getting damp, strands of hair sticking to her cheeks.
I ran both hands through her hair, bunching it up. I held it in my fist, up high and tight, as she regarded my throbbing rod. She stroked the entire shaft, her skin slick with my pre-cum.
I glanced around, nervous, both of us fully lighted in the night. I looked down as she flicked her eyes upward to meet my gaze, and I could see those full lips pursing against my tip as she slowly took my cock into her mouth. Her breath was warm on my flesh and I instinctively tugged her hair a little more. She responded by slowly sucking my raging hard-on in and out of her mouth, teasing my thick crown.
“Good girl,” I moaned for her.
My heart raced, the cold night air was like fire in my lungs as I paced my breath, looking down at my beautiful sister as she sucked me off. She moaned with a mouthful of me, the vibrations ran along my shaft and tickled my nerve endings. Even over the rain and the wind I could hear the wet sound of it slipping in and out of her mouth.
Her technique was amazing. She wasn't lying — she really did love to suck on cock. She pulled it out of her mouth and licked from base to tip, first underneath, then the sides before sucking on the head, working her hot tongue against my tip.
The rain fell harder, the droplets falling across her face. They ran down her cheeks and trickled onto my shaft as it slid out of her mouth. She hungrily sucked it back in, tasting the rainwater on me. I moaned louder, showing her how much I loved the attention. She smiled up at me and responded by sucking me harder, the pressure inside becoming even more intense.
She pulled my cock from her hungry mouth and stroked it fast and hard in her fist. I threw my head back, moaning loudly into the night. They echoed throughout the alleyway. I didn't care who heard me, not now.
“Well,” Tara whispered. “Are you going to fuck my mouth or what?”
I looked down at her with surprise, my beautiful sister on her knees pumping my penis in her hand. Those amazing green eyes stared up at me with an erotic glint and her dirty words echoed in my ears. Suddenly I felt them over take me, and I stood up from my lean against the wall, finding new strength in my limbs.
I reached down and tugged her hair in my hand while I placed my other hand under her chin. “Open your mouth, baby,” I commanded. She smiled as she released my cock from her tight grip and locked her fingers behind her back. She opened her mouth slowly, teasing me. Then she slid her tongue out all the way.
On her knees in an alleyway in the rain, hands behind her back, tongue out, mouth willing, that sexy look in her eye – it was almost too much for me to bear. I stepped forward, griping her hair and chin for support as I maneuvered my cock into her mouth, watching and feeling my shaft slide across her extended tongue. I kept pressing and found she could take it all without gagging, so I began to slowly fuck her mouth. I rocked my hips hard to build up the momentum, my pace quickening. She moaned loudly around my cock as it slid in and out of her throat, vibrating my whole shaft.
“Just like that, Tara,” I moaned. She looked up at me, that erotic look in her eye blazing all the more as she enjoyed getting exactly as she requested. “That's fucking hot,” I groaned, edging forward so I could get a better position to fuck her mouth, stroking the nape of her neck with my fingers.
Soon she reached up and took control, gripping my shaft hard and pulling it free of her mouth. She smiled at me and then clamped her mouth on my tip, working her tongue so hard against it I almost came. She sensed this and stopped before standing up. She pressed herself against me again, and I could feel those amazing big tits as she locked her lips with mine. Our tongues danced again.
She abruptly pulled away, took several steps back toward the car. “You like my body, Danny?” she asked, bending over into a provocative pose. I could only nod in agreement while I stood there, stroking myself to her. She bent down, slowly took off her panties, and tossed them to me.
I caught them and, for a brief moment, panicked. Unsure of what else to do with it, I shoved her panties into the back pocket of my jeans while I watched her approach the hood of the car. “Do you want me?” she asked while she bent over the car and looked back at me. She ran a hand up her leg and over her ass, beckoning me. “Take me, brother.”
The rain came down harder, little rivulets of water flowing along the ground. I approached her and crouched down so I could run my hands up her smooth legs. As I stood I ran a hand up under her skirt, my fingers searching.
I found her pussy and heard her moan loudly as she felt my probing fingers. She was soaking with her juices and I could feel them smearing on my hand as I slowly rubbed it against her. I reached over and grabbed her hair, tugging her head back so I could kiss her.
She opened her mouth and moaned a little when I brought my hand up to her mouth. “Taste your hot juices,” I whispered as I rubbed my fingertips on her lips. She moaned again, her tongue peaking out to taste her juices as I slipped my finger into her mouth. “Good girl,” I moaned as she sucked. Once it was clean I pulled it out and kissed her, tasting her sweet juices on her lips.
I placed my hands on her hips and turned her around. Our lips met again as my grip tightened and pushed her down onto the hood. She moaned loudly as I spread her legs and wrapped them around my body. I lifted her skirt up, revealing her beautiful pussy, glistening in the light of the headlights. Rainwater splashed on her skin, washing her juices off. I pushed her farther up the car’s hood and bent down to get a taste of her. She gasped and moaned loudly as she felt my lips kiss her clitoris. I teased her first, placing more sensual kisses and tasting the rainwater on her. My tongue licked her lips and dived in, wasting no time. She screamed for me and I sucked on her swollen bud while my tongue massaged her.
She began to move her hips in rhythm with my lapping, lining us up just where she wanted it. Taking charge, her fingers gripped my hair and she pulled my head in deeper. She knew just what to do to turn me on even more and I lapped faster. My hard cock throbbed for her and wanted to be inside her, but I just couldn’t get enough of her slit.
“Make me cum, brother!” she screamed, moaning and squirming on the car.
I fucked her pussy with my tongue and covered my face with her delicious juices. Her clitoris throbbed and I moved to suck on it and flick it. I raised a hand and slid two fingers inside of her. Her body tensed and she pulled my hair hard. She definitely pulled out quite a few strands of my hair, but I didn’t care. I continued to massage her on the inside, feeling her muscles twitch on my fingers.
Her breathing quickened with intensity and I knew I almost had her. I flicked her faster and harder. She screamed louder, her hips grinding into my face. She was on the brink, ready for her climax. I stood up as fast as I could, grabbed her hips, and pushed my cock inside her. All the way in.
She ga
sped in deep surprise, but her eyes screamed with excitement. I pumped her fast, my hard cock sliding in and out with ease. It didn’t take long until I felt her cum all over my cock, her insides twitching. I steadied her and brought my speed down until finally stopping, my cock still inside her all the way.
I held it there, letting her relish the moment. She groaned and laughed, sitting up to kiss me and lick my lips clean of her. I stood her up and turned her back around. “Bend over, sister,” I said, taking control. I reached down and gripped her skirt, pulling it over her ass.
She did as she was told and spread her legs for me. I tugged her hair back as I started pushing into her, pumping her hard over the hood of the car. She squeezed my cock with her muscles, motioning me on, and I fucked harder as she responded. I increased my pace, writhing against her as I tugged her hair, her moaning becoming louder, echoing through the alleyway. “Just like that,” she screamed as I pounded her from behind.
I pulled her up, her back arching, as she moaned into the air. “You are so fucking hot,” I whispered between my moans. “That pussy is so fucking tight. I’ve always wanted this pussy.” She began moaning louder so I quickened my pace again, fucking her faster, harder, railing her from behind, my cock deep inside her. I could feel my shaft frothing inside her as our juices combined.
She gasped as she let me take her hard, the rain water soaking both of us. I massaged her tits with my hands, her head resting on my shoulder. Then she looked forward, her moans of pleasure turning for a brief second to a moan of surprise. I looked up from nibbling the flesh of her neck to see a man and a woman standing at the street, not more than forty feet away. Obviously some couple walking home. They were rooted in spot, gazing into the alleyway at us as we fucked on the car.
She raised her arm up and grabbed the back of my head. “Don't you fucking stop,” she demanded through her moans. I probed deep into her pussy with my cock, stretching her out. Our fucking made loud wet sounds over the rain that flooded my ears.
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