Wanting My Stepsister

“What’s happening is something I’ve wanted to do for longer than I should have.”

He growls the last part as his warm mouth lands on mine. The kiss isn’t soft like I was expecting. It’s not careful or tentative; it’s intense and hungry. In the blink of an eye, I find myself kissing him back with the same urgency. All the years of telling myself that this was wrong and I shouldn’t want my brother in this way are pushed aside as desire takes over. I lean into him with fervor, opening my mouth to try and breathe him into me.

My hands go around his neck and he pulls me into his lap. I feel his hands on my ass, sliding under the long sleep shirt I’m wearing, and I moan. He breaks the kiss suddenly and whispers against my lips.

“Shhh.”

Then his lips are back on mine, but this time he pushes his tongue into my mouth. I can taste the warm, slick heat as it touches mine, and the feeling is foreign yet erotic. I’ve wanted this for so long, and finally it’s happening.

He devours my mouth, and I take in as much of this as I can. I want to remember every second of this, every single detail, because I may never have this again. This stolen moment in the dark that no one will ever know about. It will be our little secret. One that, when I lie in bed again in the dark, I’ll replay over and over in my head.

I push into him further, wanting to be as close as I can, ignoring all the fading thoughts that this is wrong. I deepen the kiss, choosing want over sense, and move my body against his. I need the friction as my legs go around his waist and I tighten my thighs, pulling me close to him. His cock is settled against my core, and I move my lower body against his. Instinct takes over once again and everything else is forgotten. My mind shuts off, and I allow all my primal needs to flood me.

He growls into my mouth, and I swear the sound vibrates through my whole body and goes straight to where I need it most. My core tightens and heat floods my veins as my body explodes with pleasure. I break away from his lips and throw my head back. I release a moan, but Jasper’s hand goes over my mouth, muffling the sound that I’m too far gone to hide.

I let my head fall forward and enjoy the sensations of the orgasm, rocking through the pulses. Every part of me is alive, and for a moment I feel like I’m home again. The lost feelings from earlier gone, and in their place are sensations of comfort and love.

Slowly, Jasper takes his hand from my mouth, his heavy breathing the only sound in the room.

“Oh my God,” I whisper as reality sets in.

Jasper’s hands slide to my hips under my shirt as his forehead rests on mine.

“Don’t say anything,” he says softly, his hands sliding up my back, stroking me up and down. His mouth moves to my cheek, and he places little kisses there. I don’t know how long we sit like that in the darkness, with his hand gently petting me. It’s like he can’t stop touching me. The roughness of his palm feels so good on my skin, and it makes me feel precious and delicate under his hands. The silence around us feels peaceful, and all thoughts are held at bay.

Too soon, he moves us by scooting back on the bed. I worry that he’s going to push me away, but instead he holds me tight and lies on the bed with me straddling him. When he’s settled me on top of him, his hand goes back up my shirt and he continues to rub me up and down.

I try to fight sleep, not wanting the morning to come. The light will shine on what we’ve done and will make all of this feel dirty and wrong. I want to hold on to this perfect moment and not lose this feeling, but the light will come, no matter how much I wish for it not to. It will show what this could do to our family and our parents whom we love so much. What will Jasper be like tomorrow? I don’t want to face any of it, and I want to lie with him like this forever. But his strokes are so soft on my skin, and the smell of him filling my lungs is too comforting. I can’t fight the pull, and I succumb to sleep.

7

Jasper

“Oh fuck,” I moan quietly as her mouth surrounds my cock. Her warm, wet tongue is circling the bulbous head, and I grip her soft, silky hair tighter as I fuck into it. I feel myself bump the back of her throat, but she doesn’t make a sound. Only swallows around my length, telling me she wants my cum there. She wants it inside her body, and I give over, letting her have whatever part of me she wants.