My Forbidden Stepbrother

by Alexandra Stone

  “Turn around,” he said.

  I stood up and turned toward him. His arms embraced me as he pulled me toward him. His lips brushed softly across mine, then he kissed me. His kiss was passionate and deep. His tongue entered my mouth and explored it. I moaned inside his mouth. I threw my hands around his neck and let my hands roam through his thick hair.

  “Come,” he said.

  He grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom. The large canopy bed was romantic and plush. He unzipped my dress and slipped it off me. I wasn’t wearing a bra. Now, I stood completely naked before him. I felt vulnerable and exposed, but I also felt delicate and feminine.

  “You’re a stunning woman Claire,” he said in his thick southern drawl.

  His compliment made feel good about myself and vanished any insecurity I might have been feeling. Reginald made it a point to lead me around in the bedroom and I liked that. He put both hands on my shoulders and guided me to the edge of the bed.

  “Sit,” he said.

  I sat on the edge of the bed. He positioned himself directly in front of me.

  “Take it off,” he said looking down at his belt.

  I smiled and said, “As you wish.”

  I unbuckled his belt and slowly pulled it from his pants. Then I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. I grabbed both his pants and his boxers and pulled them down to his ankles. He stepped out of his shoes and out of his pants. Next I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off him. Now he stood naked in front of me. His body was tight and toned. His chest was strong, smooth, and hairless. He was beautiful and looked like a man, a real man. Strong shoulders led down to his strong arms and I felt safe and secure with him, as though he could rescue me from anyone. Now he moved closer and I laid back on the bed. He climbed on top of me. He kissed me deeply and I almost lost my breath under the excitement. His lips traveled down my chin and to my neck and kept going further down over my chest. He took my erect nipple in his mouth and sucked on it lightly. I arched my back in response to it. He was slow and tender with it and I ached with every move his tongue made on me. His hand massaged my other breast and then trailed down my belly over my hips and to my center. Once again his fingers moved over me and his thumb pressed on my clitoris. I moaned in excitement. I wanted to please him too. My hand moved down his strong chest and six pack abs to his manhood. I grabbed onto it and he groaned at my touch like an animal. I moved my hand up and down on it. He looked at me and smiled.

  “Do you like that? Does it feel good?” I asked Reginald.

  “Yes,” he groaned. “I can barely take it anymore.”

  He positioned his body between my legs and grabbed his hard shaft in his hand. He placed the tip of it inside me and then asked, “Ready?”

  “Yes, I want you inside me,” I said.

  He pushed himself inside me and moved his body on top of mine. His hard shaft moved slowly within me. It filled me completely. It went deep inside me and I moaned out in ecstasy. Having him inside me felt so good. His body on top of me was warm as heat radiated off of him like a heater. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him closer to me. Reginald moved himself in and out of me slowly. I tilted my head back and sighed and let myself enjoy this man.

  Then he started to move faster and faster. His body pounded against mine. Then he stopped and pulled out of me. I was confused wondering why he stopped. He looked at me and then said, “Pile the pillows in the middle of the bed.”

  I looked at him and he smiled at me and nodded. I did as he said and piled the pillows on the center of the bed. When I was done he said, “Now lay over them on your stomach. Bend over them.”

  I did as he said and positioned myself. I laid my stomach flat against the pillows and curved my body with them. I was now bent over them.

  “Spread your thighs open,” he said.

  I opened my legs. Reginald positioned himself on top of me and entered me from behind. In this position he went deep inside me. It felt so good and I felt my body on the brink of climax. “Oh, yes. Reginald that feels so good, please don’t stop,” I whispered.

  He moaned at hearing my words and began to move faster and faster. His manhood moved in and out of me fast and I was so wet I was slick as he moved.

  “I’m close darling,” Reginald said.

  “I am too,” I said.

  He reached his hand around and put it between the pillows and me. His finger found my clit and massaged it. That was it. That was all I needed to push me over the edge. With the next few thrusts I felt my body tensing up. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” I yelled.

  My whole body convulsed as I felt myself release onto him. The pulsating vibrations went from my center out to my entire body. I felt complete relief and my body felt heavy as I let it collapse into the pile of pillows. Reginald continued to move in and out of me until finally he tensed and then release himself inside of me. He moaned loudly as I felt the warmth of him flowing inside of me. Reginald collapsed on top of me panting and moaning. It felt so good to have his body on mine. I relished the feel of my orgasm and allowed myself to smile and enjoy it. I deserved this. I had such a hard life up until now and I needed this. I needed to feel good with a man I was very attracted too.

  Outside I could hear the rain as it started to hit the windows. The storm that I had seen earlier in the distance had now arrived. The wind and water pounded against the glass. It only made me feel cozier on the bed with Reginald.

  He rolled off of me and we pushed the pile of pillows off the bed. He gathered the sheets and pulled them on top of us. He wrapped his body around mine spooning me and keeping me warm with his heat.

  “Thank you,” I said.

  “No, thank you,” he replied.

  Reginald is the oldest man I had ever been with, and maybe that had something to do with how safe I felt with him, even now in this storm.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Decadent Breakfast

  The soft light of the sunrise woke me up in the morning. Reginald was still wrapped around me and it felt good. However, I needed to get out of there before I wanted something more than just sex. I could be in danger of falling in love with this man if he showed me any more compassion so I needed to leave. He had showed no other interest in me other than sex and so I did not want to assume that he wanted more. I slowly got up from the bed gently so as not to wake him. I pulled on my dress and panties and started to quietly slip out the door.

  “Do you want me to walk you out?” Reginald said.

  I was startled by his voice. I thought he was still asleep. He got out of bed and walked into the sitting area where I stood. He was completely naked. His hard body was even more gorgeous in the daylight of the sunrise. I smiled as I looked over his nakedness.

  “I’m not sure your neighbors would be okay with you walking out like that,” I said playfully.

  He laughed and walked over to me and said, “Stay for breakfast. We can have breakfast in bed.”

  I thought about it. I knew I should leave but the way he looked at me I couldn’t say no.

  “Okay but just for breakfast,” I said.

  He walked over to the phone and picked it up to order. I stared out the window. I gasped when I remembered I was in his mansion playing out my southern belle fantasy. Everything he had done to me came flooding back. The demanding sexual commands, they way he touched me, and the way he moved inside me. I closed my eyes in embarrassment. What had I done? I looked over at the man on the phone. The panic I was feeling seconds before left me the more I looked at him.

  “I hope you are hungry because I just ordered a lot of food,” he said.

  I was completely confused by this man. It was as if he was a different person by the hour. It was out of my comfort zone to be intimate with a stranger, but I was enjoying the mystery of him.

  “Yes, I am hungry thank you,” I said as I began to rub his shoulders. I wanted to touch him. He moaned under my touch.

  After a few seconds he said, “You are good with your hands.”

/>   “Thank you, you are good with…everything.”

  We both laughed. It was nice to set a lighter mood to the situation after being commanded by him and his sexual aggression.

  “Those hands of yours, they are like magic,” he said.

  “Thank you.”

  He rolled over and kissed me on the mouth. I was immediately aroused. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. It felt good. He picked me up and carried me to the bed. He gently laid me down and took slid my panties off my legs and pulled my dress off my body.

  He put his hands on my hips and picked me up and propped me on top him. I straddled his waist and smiled. I was having fun. The shivers shot up through my body and I was instantly aroused.

  He reached down and cupped my buttocks and squeezed them. He pushed me forward and said, “Sit on my face.”

  My eyes opened wide. I had never done such a thing before. I hesitated and he said, “It’s okay. I won’t bite. Just lick.”

  I did as he said and moved forward on his body. I straddled his face arched my body up, hovering just above his mouth. He brought his face up between my legs and licked my slick cleft. I gasped. He licked up and down like licking the frosting off a piece of cake. I placed my hands on the headboard to steady myself. He stuck his tongue inside of me and I instinctively started moving up and down slowly. He squeezed my bottom and I moaned. I was in complete ecstasy. He moved his tongue to my clitoris and pressed against it over and over.

  It didn’t take long before I was yelling out, “I’m cuming!”

  When I was done having an orgasm on his face. He placed the tip of his cock inside me and once again pushed inside me. His manhood filled me and went deep. His thick member moved in and out of me fast. We needed to be done before there was a knock at the door from his staff bringing in breakfast. The excitement of knowing that at any minute we could be interrupted only put me on the brink of another orgasm sooner.

  “I love being inside you. You feel so good,” He whispered in my ear. He grabbed me and held me tight as he thrust himself harder and faster inside me. I couldn’t handle it anymore and I exploded into an orgasm again. This must have set him off too, because he came almost a few seconds after I did. He stayed inside me for a minute or two, both of us enjoying the remnants of our orgasm. Just then there was a knock at the door.

  He grabbed his pants and pulled them on and I grabbed my dress and pulled it over my head. He walked into the sitting room and opened the door. The staff member rolled in the room service cart. He signed for it and then the staff member was out the door. He came back into the bedroom, looked at me and winked as he rolled in the cart. I went over to the table and sat.

  The cart was full of an assortment of foods.

  “I didn’t know what you would like so I ordered everything,” he said.

  I laughed and said, “Thank you I like everything.”

  “Good. I like a girl that eats.” He said as he uncovered the silver domes from the platters. There was steak and eggs, pancakes, bacon, croissants, fruit, and of course coffee. I ate hardily and so did he. We stared out at the view and made light conversation. We laughed and stared into each other’s eyes.

  After we ate we were back in bed again and enjoying some fruit. He fed me strawberries and lounged lazily. Before long we had dozed off again. It was nice and comforting to have his strong body spoon me.

  A couple of hours later I woke up. He was still asleep. I figured it was time for me to leave. I didn’t want to go, but I couldn’t stay here forever. I grabbed his arm from around my waist and laid it at his side.

  “Where do you think you’re going?” he said.

  I laughed a little and then said, “I should probably go.”

  He groaned a little in resistance. I got up anyway and got dressed and grabbed my things. He watched me with a smirk on his face. He finally got up out of bed.

  He laughed and walked over to me. I wanted him to say something romantic. I wanted him to tell me that he had instantly fell in love with me as though it was love at first sight. He came closer and placed a soft kiss on my forehead and said, “Have a safe drive home Claire. Thank you for last night.”

  It wasn’t what I wanted to hear, but I didn’t really expect him to say he loved me. It never really went that way in real life, only in my southern fantasy. “Thank you Reginald. Have a good morning,” I said as I smiled politely. He held the door open and I left. The morning seemed lovelier than ever after the midnight storm that had come through. I drove home with the biggest smile on my face. I had done it. I took matters into my own hands and I had the experience I wanted to have with the man I wanted to have it with. I felt sexy and I felt like a woman once again. It all felt very intoxicating and I had finally had my southern fantasy with a true southern gentleman.

  THE END

  Doctor's Order

  CHAPTER ONE

  My home life was unsatisfying. No it wasn’t because I was under going any abuse of any kind like so many other young girls of age eighteen like me. It was simply because I was being ignored. It was simply because of neglect. It was simply because I knew there was more out there. There was more out there than I was experiencing right now and I was ready to experience it. Maybe I was an old soul for wanting this. All the other girls like me seemed content in the mundane life of going off to college or if they weren’t, they hid it well. It was after this that I, Amelia Lace started to play with the idea of running away from home. I wasn’t sure how I was going to do it or what would happen. I guess it wasn’t really running away because I was in fact an adult at eighteen. However, my family did not want me to leave. They wanted me to get a job and contribute to their bills and such. I did not want that. So when I met him, I knew it was meant to be. He was a doctor, an older man, and he made my life erotic and exciting.

  It was Monday and I got dressed for work, which was a part time job at the library. I pulled up my dark brown hair into a bun on top of my head and I coated on some black mascara that accentuated my big dark eyes. I pulled on a maroon sweater, over a flirty short dress, and calf high boots. I was working in the neighboring town to my small town. This town was very small, just like mine, and it was the place where everyone knew everyone. I sat at the counter of the quiet library reading. I had already been at work for five hours and it was almost time for me to get off of work. I sat there reading a book Burroughs. Then I saw him across the library. I sunk my book lower and peered over the top. The man was wearing a tight grey shirt that left little to the imagination, for fitting jeans, and boots. He had longish hair that was pulled back into a man bun, which I liked. I was rosy with anticipation that this new man I had never seen before was there. He was an older man, perhaps forty or so, but he was fit and fresh faced. Despite his good looks, there was something else about him too. He looked mischievous and adventurous. He held his book high like I was. I could see that the book he was reading was “On the Road.” I was immediately aroused and interested. Then he did something that I did not expect. While I focused on the book he looked straight at me. My stare went from the book to his beautiful eyes. They were an emerald green. I rapidly diverted my eyes. I felt anxious. He had seen me gazing right at him. I was embarrassed. I raised my book over my faceThen we started to play this hide and seek game using our books. I finally laughed out loud. He must have taken this as an invite, because he got up from his chair and sat next to me. I stared at him. He just had that air about him. Like he had lived, or like he had seen some stuff. In the silence of the library we couldn’t really talk. He pulled out a pad of paper and wrote down, “Hi.”

  I grabbed his pencil and wrote, “Hi my name is Amelia. You?”

  He grabbed the pencil and wrote, “Liam.”

  I locked eyes with him and then he whispered, “When do you get out of work?”

  I answered back, “I could leave now.”

  He looked at me and stood up and walked toward the door, and jerked his head to the side motioning for me to follow
him outside. A rush of possibility and anticipation rushed through me, but I followed anyway.

  We walked out of the front door to the daylight.

  “What are you doing here? A beautiful young woman in a small town working at a boring library?”

  “I don’t really know. I ask myself that every day? Who are you?”

  “I am a doctor. I am passing through town. I took time off from the hospital and I am just going where the wind takes me.”

  “I don’t believe you,” I said.

  “Believe it. It’s what I am doing for two weeks. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

  “How do you do that?” I asked confused.

  “Exactly as it sounds. I took off work from the hospital because it can be a very stressful job, you know saving lives. I packed and left. I love my work as a doctor. That’s all it is. It sounds tough but it’s really just one day at a time. That’s all. I go where I want to go. I see all the things I’ve longed to see. I am in charge of my own life.”

  “And your family?” I asked

  “I don’t have a wife or children. I am a free man,” he said with a wink.

  “What about you? Why is it so shocking to you to meet someone that does what they want?” he asked.

  “I guess it is because I have never met an older man like you who is not stuck in a job they hate with a family they don’t want to be with,” I said.

  “That is because you have never left this town, that is why you have not met another man like me. I kind of like that I am one of a kind in your eyes, if you like older men?” he asked arching his eyebrows.

  “I think I do,” I whispered.

  I leaned against the wall then I continued, “This life does feel wrong to me. I can’t explain it. I mean, it’s just a lot of things.”

  “You are tired of it?” he asked.

  “I am,” I sighed. I truly was.