A Step Apart Ch. 01

by Ravenblackerotica

story tags: stepsister, stepbrother, fingering, female_orgasm,
college_girl, surprise_orgasm, bored_and_ignored, horny, slut,
hold_the_moan

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-step-apart-ch-01


https://www.literotica.com/s/a-step-apart-ch-01

Matt&#x27;s play fighting with his stepsister has changed a bit.

Page 1 of 2 page(s) (21040 characters)

Chapter One

Stephanie Modders laid on her bed with her cellphone in her hands
hovering over her face, clicking away at her texts. Her pink, spaghetti
strapped under shirt was half riding up her belly, revealing the belly
button piercing her mother nearly killed her for getting last year.
Even though she was 18 when she got it, her mom didn't like piercings
that were anywhere, but the ear and she didn't like tattoos, period.
Which is why Stephanie was taking this time while her mother was out
running errands to wear as little clothes as possible and air out her
recent tattoo she got on the small of her back. Every other waking and
sleeping minute she spent at her mom's house, she would have to wear
some oversized sweatshirt or a baggy t-shirt that wouldn't risk
revealing her tattoo any time she bent over.

Matt didn't mind in the least. He sat balancing on a large blue sit-up
ball in the room's corner and pretended to type on his phone. In
reality, though, his eyes couldn't keep from creeping up and down his
step-sister's body. Her long tan legs that stuck out from the small
black with pink trim, loose fitting shorts she wore.

/Why even wear those? They cover no more than panties would./

Matt knew how wrong it was to be so attracted to his stepsister. It's
not like he didn't try not to be. His father had married Mrs. Modders 4
years ago and divorced 2 years ago so he could move on to his third
wife and Matt's 2nd step family. It was becoming a sick joke. The
collection of step siblings and parents Matt was collecting.
Ironically, he had no biological siblings and after his mother passed
away from cancer as a child, that only left him and his douchebag
father. Of course, all of his stepsisters and mothers were
incredibly/unfairly attractive. It was one perk of having an absurdly
rich and asshole-inclined father. Plenty of attractive women somehow
fall in 'love,' with him magically.

It was fine. Matt has made his peace with it after his father divorced
Stephanie's Mom. It helped that all of his step families seemed to
genuinely like Matt. He was a good-looking boy. Polite, funny, and
outgoing. He had just graduated high school and would have attended
college in the fall. But unlike the heartless business tycoon his
father was, Matt planned to study medicine to become a doctor. He
enjoyed helping people. He liked making them feel better.

Matt picked up pieces of Stephanie's clean and dirty clothes that
littered the ground around him and threw them at her playfully, one
piece at a time. At half speed, she batted the clothes away with one
hand, her eyes still not leaving her phone. "Stop it, freak," Stephanie
whined.

"Pay attention to me." Matt did his best to annoy her, and he was
succeeding. "What are you even doing? Writing your memoirs?"

"A friend of mine just hooked up with this guy in a hotel she works
at," Stephanie smiled, biting her lower lip. "So naturally, we're all
discussing the pros and cons of marriage at this point."

"She makes a vid of them hooking up?" Matt asked.

Stephanie glanced down over top of her perky breasts at her
stepbrother. She gave him a measured look, as if deciding between a
repulsed response or one of humor. She went with one somewhere in the
middle. "Ugh. Freak. And no, I already asked." She gave him a devious
smile through her pink sparkling lip-glossed lips that made Matt's cock
pulse under his jeans.

"Damn, I could use some new vids- watched all the good ones on the
internet," Matt boldly joked. He felt heat rise to his cheeks. They had
an odd relationship. Having met when they were both teenagers, they
developed a friendship early on. Since they were both going through a
phase of learning about their sexuality, naturally, their humor had
tested sexual boundaries. They used to talk more like teenage friends
would back when their parents had been married. Now, it had been almost
a year since Matt had seen Stephanie. She had disappeared to college
for her freshman year and never visited her mom when he did. So
/hanging out/ today was especially awkward since they hadn't seen each
other in some time. Stephanie's eyes flicked down to him and she
silently shook her head as if to say /You're stupid./

He might have been reading too much into things, but she used this
moment to adjust her position. She tucked her feet closer to her butt
so her knees were in the air and slightly parted. The thin shorts- the
only thing keeping him from her warm, tight lips were tucked into her
ass crack and flush to her pelvis. He could almost see an outline of
everything.

Matt could feel the flushness in his cheeks. He took deep breaths in an
attempt to quell the flaring heat to his face that ultimately did
nothing. He wasn't thinking logically anymore. He wasn't thinking at
all. The blood flowed far from his brain to the growing shaft between
his own legs. He knew he should not have pursued this flirtatious side
of things, but he couldn't help it. Everything about her was
intoxicating.

He remembered how they would play outside as younger teenagers. They'd
get into wrestling matches over everything. Every time it ended in a
chorus of giggling. But once his asshole father divorced her mother a
year ago, that all stopped. Now Matt came to visit Stephanie's mom once
a month for a day or two over the weekend. Enough time so Stephanie's
mom could get extra child support money from Matt's dad.

Matt didn't have to visit. He was 18 now, but he liked doing these
little visits just to be around Stephanie. He kept the visits up while
Stephanie was in college so that it wouldn't seem suspicious when she
returned home over the summer and Matt started visiting again. He
especially liked times like these where her mother was out getting
groceries or with her friends. It made his fantasies more powerful.
Even though he knew nothing could ever happen between them, just the
possibility of it was enough to make him get a hard on.

He threw a series of shirts from the floor at her. Each one getting
closer to her face. Each one making her more and more perturbed. His
last throw of a dirty pair of jeans that covered her face put her over
the edge.

In one motion, she tore the jeans from her face and smacked her phone
down on the bed beside her. "That's it!" She yelled as she lunged from
the bed and dove for him. Matt tried to brace himself, but the shock of
it toppled him off the sit-up ball as she tackled him. The pair of her
jeans in hand, she shoved it in Matt's face with a smile and giggle on
her lips.

"You like that? Huh? How you like it?" Stephanie yelled, half mounting
Matt. His hands scooped under Stephanie's bare thighs and lifted her
easily, rolling her to the side. At 18 years old, he was quite
athletic. First baseman on the Baseball team in the spring and running
back on the high school football team in the fall. Matt had at least 50
pounds of muscle on her and he could see that she realized how much he
had grown in the last year instantly.

"How do I like it?" Matt asked, as he had her on her back. His fingers
spidered up and down her ribs, tickling her to no end. "How do you like
it, huh?"

Stephanie's high-pitched scream broke into a helpless giggle as she
tried to squirm away from her stronger step brother. "Stop," she tried
to cry between laughs. "Oh my god, stop stop stop."

Stephanie crawled back onto the bed she had leapt off of and tried
kicking Matt off of her, but Matt slipped around her flailing legs and
threw his own leg over her thighs, mounting her. She slapped and pushed
playfully at his hard chest, but she couldn't move him.

"Yeah, now you realize you fucked up," Matt smiled down at her as she
squirmed helplessly. For the briefest of moments, Matt's hands relented
their attack on his step sister enough that she stopped wiggling
beneath him. The moment lingered uncomfortably long while their eyes
met.

"You need to stop getting between a girl and her phone," Stephanie
broke the silence.

It's a dangerous thing to do, you know?" She picked up her cellphone
from the bed and with Matt still mounted on her went back to texting.
"Now if you don't mind, I have some texts to catch up on."

"Well, maybe I'll just hang out here then if you won't pay attention to
me," Matt said, jokingly rocking back and forth on top of her hips.

"Sure, I don't care. Do what you want," she blurted out.

If Matt had been thinking right, he probably would have stopped his
hands before they did it, but they moved before he could think. "Fine,
how about this? I'll just do this then," Matt's hand reached forward
and gently but playfully poked at her left breast through her thin top.

But to Matt's surprise, Stephanie's only reaction was to shrug while
her fingernails clicked away on her screen. "Sure, go ahead."

Matt continued to poke and rub playfully and nonchalantly for a minute.
Trying to make it look more like he was being a goof than he was loving
every moment. But then he somewhat accidentally lightly pinched a patch
of her shirt with the intention of lifting it from her chest, only to
pinch her nipple and pull up on it. Stephanie let out a short, quiet
but high-pitched sound. It was a sound that roamed the mysterious land
between pleasure and pain. It startled Matt at first. He almost
apologized, but then realized his lower half had a completely different
reaction. He was worried she might feel or see his erection growing in
his jeans. He considered dismounting his stepsister, but then he also
realized that she was still laying there. Her cellphone was in both her
hands floating a foot above her now pointed nipples and her eyes locked
on the phone and not her step brother straddling her.

Matt drifted his right hand back down to his stepsister's breast but
this time there was nothing playful about it. His palm and fingers
wrapped around her and massaged her breast slowly. His fingertips
brushed against her bare skin as they pushed up her chest. His thumb
circled her hard nipple through the thin fabric that restrained it. He
switched to her other breast, only this time he brushed his fingers
down inside the shirt and felt her bare breast in his palm. Her nipple
grew so hard it felt like a small blade against his skin.

Stephanie didn't move her eyes from her phone. Matt could feel her
chest rise and fall as her breathing sped up. He leaned back and
brought his hands onto both her breasts. He pulled them out from her
shirt and made long rubs across her skin. Giving her chest a deep
massage as he mashed her breasts together and into her chest. They felt
glorious. Matt was beside himself. He couldn't believe this was real
life. He had never felt breasts so full as these. And they belonged to
his stepsister.

She was panting quietly now. Her mouth hung open, and she pushed and
pulled air through her lips silently, like Matt might not notice. Like
her nipples weren't getting harder by the moment and she wasn't getting
more and more aroused.

Matt scooted himself to the side of Stephanie. Enough that his hands
could slide down her taut belly and brush over her tiny pair of shorts
she wore. His fingertips dipped over her sex enough that he could feel
the groves of her lips. His middle finger found the center and wiggled
a little deeper into the crevasse of his stepsister's pussy before he
pushed down between her thighs. Matt dragged his fingers back up and
pushed down again. He could hear Stephanie struggling to keep from
moaning. Air whipped in and out of her mouth between her sporadic
breath holding as she bit her lip.

While Stephanie's eyes may have had the discipline to stay on her phone
screen, her thighs seemed to have a mind on their own. They begged to
open up to her stepbrother. He felt her open some to make room for his
hand as it dipped deeper between her thighs, then when he took his free
hand and pulled on her inner thigh, it spread wide with ease.

This time when his hand pushed down and into her pussy lips, he felt
his middle finger disappear along with a part of her shorts inside her
lips. It was too much for Stephanie. A surge of brief, high-pitched
coos escaped her. Inside her, it was warm and tight, just like he had
always imagined. Matt pushed the opening of short's leg hole to the
side. The fabric was loose and stretchy. It was easy to expose his step
sister's bald pussy lips. A string of her juices stuck to the crotch of
her shorts as he did.

/She's not wearing any panties,/ Matt marveled.

He looked up at her as his fingertips kissed the lips of her pussy. Her
mouth opened as she panted her eyes locked on her phone. She wasn't
typing so much anymore. Her mind must've been elsewhere. Matt kept
waiting for her to stop him. To draw the line somewhere on this game
that had already gone too far. And as he slipped his middle finger
inside her tender, wet lips he wondered, /how far I was going taking
this./

He had to wiggle his middle finger back and forth to push it deeper
inside her. The walls of her pussy were so tight they contracted on his
finger. He had little experience fingering girls. Matt had two previous
girlfriends he had sex with, but he knew they went wild, sometimes at
least, when he rubbed the roof of their pussies. He tried that with
Stephanie, dragging his finger tip gently out against the top of her
pussy again and again. Stephanie's hips maneuvered in tiny circles.
Lifting and lowering. She pressed her lips together, but still light
gentle moans hummed out of her.

Matt knew, like every boy who had ever watched porn, where her clitoris
was located, just above her vagina. But to be honest, he wasn't really
sure what to do with it. His first girlfriend, Maxine, yelled at him
when he tried to rub hers roughly and smack it like he saw in the porn
videos online.

/Apparently, pornos aren't accurate. Go figure./

After that embarrassing experience, Matt tried his best to not linger
with foreplay and to rush to just sticking his dick inside his
girlfriends. But now, Matt wasn't sure if Stephanie would shut this all
down if he rushed to that, so he tried his best to take his time. After
slowly pumping his finger in and out of her pussy for several seconds
and seeing her juices start to pool on his finger and hand, he decided
to go for it. Matt rested his thumb over her clitoris area and let it
rock back and forth with each penetration. She didn't react at first,
but as he slowly applied more pressure and let the meat of his thumb
drag wide circles over her clit area, he saw her arch her back at one
point. Throwing her head back as she took in a deep breath and exhaled,
trying to focus. After a minute, she looked back down at her phone.

Matt realized when she arched her breasts were still out of her shirt
and they bounced as she moved. Her nipples were thick and hard. They
pointed away from another to the corners of the ceiling as she laid
there. Matt reached up with his free hand and groped her left breast,
then her right. The rock nipple raised between his fingers. Clamping it
slightly between his knuckles.

Stephanie was moaning now. The combination he entered over her body
must have been correct, or at least close, because she could no longer
lie there and pretend nothing was happening. "Ohm- Mmmmm... gah..." she
squealed. No words came out. Just syllables. The back of her left hand
pressed against her mouth. Matt was pumping his step sister's pussy
faster now. More firmly. A steady hard finger pressed inside her with
her whole step brother's arm. Every sound she made only made it worse
for her. He followed her cues like the game it was. The more she
moaned, the more he did what he was doing.

"Oh fu- fucmmm..." Stephanie bit the meat on the back of her hand to
keep from crying out in her cute, high-pitched moans. Her eyes stayed
on her cellphone clutched in her one hand, but she didn't text. Matt
doubted the screen was even on anymore. Her whole body rocked up and
down with his thrusts, making her arm holding her cellphone bounce
haplessly.

Matt's thumb made firm circles that circles around the edges of her
clit. They drew messier and wilder as juices from her pussy slicked the
surface. His entire hand became wet as he pumped inside her. He felt
the walls of her vagina squeezing his finger and his stepsister's hips
angled down.

It was at that moment Matt saw Stephanie's whole body was rigid and
arched. Her stomach taut against his forearm as he stretched to keep
her nipple pinched. As if she just surfaced from a long dive
underwater, she gasped for air. Matt didn't even notice she was holding
her breath. He was so focused on the pushing of his finger inside her
tight hole and the faster and faster rubbing of his stepsister's clit.

"Ohmyga- hmm- fuck!" Stephanie grunted out. Her left hand was still
covering her mouth. Her right clenched her phone to her chest. "Oh my
god oh my..."

He finally felt his step sister's pussy loosen for a moment before
clenching on and off around his finger. Her juices slicked all his
fingers and her pussy lips as her thighs trembled around his hand.
Stephanie arched her back then rolled her head back as her thighs
clapped together around his hand tucked between them. After a brief
paralyzing moment, her body relaxed.

/I just made my step sister cum./

"Ohm- ahhm... mmmm..." Stephanie's moans and breathing slowly came
under control slowly as she panted. Her eyes opened and looked up at
the ceiling. She rolled her eyes like she was trying and failing to
control herself.

Matt had stopped torturing her clit with his thumb as that seemed all
what he was doing. Every touch or brush nearby seemed to set her
stomach and hips into a small convulsion. His index finger still traced
the length of her pussy lips. Every few moments dipping inside and
making her hold her breath or bite her lip. Stephanie, once she finally
regained control of her faculties, took a deep breath and let it out
slowly. Then. Raised her phone and started clicking on the screen. His
finger was slowing on her pussy. It retreated backwards off of her. He
thought about leaving. Maybe just walking out of the room without
saying anything.

/She clearly doesn't want to talk about it or even acknowledge what
happened. Small talk is out of the question, which was good since I
don't have any./

He didn't want it to be weird the next time they saw each other, but at
the same time, he couldn't see it being anything but weird.

/Well, if things are already going to be weird... this might be my only
chance. Fuck it./

Matt took his hand away from her sex just to undo his belt. He
unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, finally giving relief to both his
throbbing erection and his strained zipper on his pants. He thought she
would start protesting at the sound of his jingling belt. But on the
contrary, when he stood, Matt heard nothing from her but thought he saw
her from the corner of his eye, looked down from her phone to see his
cock.

Matt froze for a moment. His stomach cringed. It was his biggest worry
since starting down this surreal path. Her pushing him away, calling
him a freak, and leaving to tell- god knows who what he's done. But the
moment passed and Stephanie went back to texting in her group chat.
Matt tried to keep moving as if he knew what he was doing all along. As
if this was all part of a plan. That he was in control even though he
was making this up every step of the way.

Stephanie was already scooted down the bed with her long legs dangling
off of the edge. Matt moved between her thighs. While his cock throbbed
more confidently than ever, Matt was anything but. He was nervous. As
long as he'd had this erection now, he knew he wouldn't last long.

/Whatever long was./

And besides, he never had sex with someone who wasn't an active
participant. It's not like he's some creeper or rapist. And while
Stephanie was definitely consenting to what was happening, she wasn't
exactly helping either. He moved in so her inner thighs were touching
his outer thighs. Putting his hands on the outside of her hips, he went
to scoot her the remaining few inches down and was pleasantly surprised
at the eagerness of her lifting her butt and wiggling her hips down
past the edge of the bed.

A Step Apart Ch. 01

by Ravenblackerotica (UID 2788845)

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-step-apart-ch-01

Matt&#x27;s play fighting with his stepsister has changed a bit.

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/She wasn't just okay with her step brother fucking her. She wanted
it,/ Matt felt a surge of confidence and his erection swell.

Matt realized her loose, and now messy, black and pink shorts were
still on. It didn't matter. He could not wait a minute longer. Matt
lifted her legs up and to the side. She helped some by bending them at
the knee and keeping them in place when Matt pulled the leg hole of her
shorts to the side again. Matt's throbbing head was slick and dripping
with sticky pre-cum. He watched a droplet ooze from the head and fall
on his stepsister's moist pussy lips.

Bending over some, he pushed his veiny shaft down until he felt the
hard tip of his cock lick the lips of Stephanie's pussy. Holding her
right under thigh open to the side with one hand and pulling open her
leg hole with the other, Matt pushed the head of his cock into his step
sister's pussy.

"Eh ahh ahh ohmmm!" The beautiful high-pitched moans leaked from her
lips as he entered her. He could feel her pussy squeezing on him so
tightly and yet because of how wet she was he continued to push inside
her. Matt felt the wet warm friction around his shaft as he buried his
cock deep inside her. Her hand retreated back to her mouth. It was all
Matt could do to avoid cumming at that moment. The gorgeous sight of
his sexy step sister struggling not to moan with her luscious tits
bouncing free as she shook. He had to look away. He pulled out slowly
and pushed back firmly.

"Ohmygod... oh my god oh my god oh my god oh," Stephanie kept repeating
to herself. Both her hands covered her face now. One over her mouth and
the other with the phone blocked her eyes. The erotic sounds she made
only guaranteed the clock was ticking. Pulling out again, Matt pushed
inside her, harder this time.

"Oh fuckk!" Stephanie cried out under the muffle of her hand. "Yes! Oh,
my godmmm." Matt kept thrusting into her. His right hand struggled
against her thigh while his left gripped her shorts roughly. Matt
turned her shorts into a handle. He pulled on it as he pushed forward,
fucking his step sister's pussy. The fabric of her shorts dug into her
waist and cracked as it stretched but he didn't care and neither did
Stephanie, it appeared.

"Ohmygah- ohmymmm!" She cried. Her breasts slapping together wildly as
he thrusted inside her harder. Matt felt it coming. He didn't want to
stop, but he was so close. Abruptly, he pulled out of his stepsister's
pussy. He gripped the shaft of his throbbing cock and stroked it over
Stephanie's perfect body. For the first time, she looked down at him.
Her eyes angled and more devious than he had ever seen before. Her
phone tossed to the comforter beside her, her hands pulling her knees
back and opening her thighs. Matt reactively closed his eyes as he felt
his most powerful orgasm overcome him and his cum shoot down over his
step sister's crotch and exposed stomach. Coating her in his cum.

After his cock made its last jarring flex, he opened his eyes to see
Stephanie lying normally and relaxed again. Spits of Matt's cum covered
her thighs, shorts, and belly button, and of course, her phone was back
in her hands. She tapped away, texting as if she didn't just fuck her
step brother. As if she wasn't covered in his semen. Matt smiled as he
gained control of his breathing. Looking at his own phone, he pulled up
his pants and did his buckle. It was nearly 4:30pm. Stephanie's mom
would be home any time. Matt backed away towards the door as he zipped
up his pants. He lingered at the doorway, trying to think of what to
say.

He finally shrugged, "alright I gotta head out, but I'll see you next
weekend?"

Stephanie pursed her lips, nodding, "sure." She stared at her phone,
trying to hide her devious smile but failing. "I'll see ya next
weekend."

Story Tags: stepsister; stepbrother; fingering; female%20orgasm;
college%20girl; surprise%20orgasm; bored%20and%20ignored; horny; slut;
hold%20the%20moan

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