A Step Apart Ch. 05

by Ravenblackerotica

story tags: stepsister, stepbrother, step_fantasy, taboo, stalking,
female_orgasm, masturabtion, cream_pie, incest, slut

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-step-apart-ch-05


https://www.literotica.com/s/a-step-apart-ch-05

Stephanie is obsessed with her stepbrother & he will be hers.

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Chapter One

Stephanie went through the motions on her tablet. She clicked a video,
watched the first few seconds, and then went on to the next one.
Occasionally, she fast-forwarded to the middle or end of the video to
get more of a sample. Rarely she'd have to rewind to do a double take
to see if this video did in fact meet her needs. The great thing about
porn in the 2020s is there was something for everyone. The problem was,
there was way too much. If you want to find the right video, picture,
or story, you just have to look for it.

Lying on her stomach in her bed, she had her earbuds in as her feet
kicked around excitedly behind her. Stephanie got little alone time at
her townhouse with her roommates, especially now that summer vacation
was here. Still, she was able to steal minutes here or there to hide in
the bathroom or occasionally in her bedroom to masturbate, but it was
always so rushed. It was more to just clear her mind and make it
through the day- like brushing her teeth. With how nosy some of her
roommates and their friends are, Stephanie couldn't lock the door to
her room for speculation and jokes at her expense of running wild. And
forget about hiding any toys there.

Therefore, she loved visiting her mom's house so much. Well, that was
one reason. A relaxing evening where she could spend time searching for
the right video and scene, then taking the time to titillate and tease
herself just how she imagined he would. The other reason was
Stephanie's orgasms felt more intense here. It was like her body knew
this was the most realistic place he would fuck her...

/Not that my younger stepbrother fucking me was a realistic fantasy.../

Stephanie's finger slid across the screen as she tossed out another
page and typed another search into the browser.

'Stepbrother pov rough fucking'

She searched and scrolled down past the already highlighted links she
had tested the waters with over the past 45 minutes. It was difficult
finding a good porn scene as a woman. Nowadays, the men are
disappearing more and more from the angle. Not that she enjoyed
listening to some dumb jocks attempt to form a complete sentence or
hoot like a gorilla as his dick was sucked, but some of the cute ones
she wouldn't mind seeing more of.

An alternative to this endless search was turning to her hidden stash.
A word document with 10 pages of links to various scenes that have
'done it' for her in the past. There were several fresh scenes in there
that could get the job done, but she wanted to find one that had a
young-looking guy like her 18-year-old little brother.

It had been some time since Matt and her had seen each other, and while
she had always had something of a hidden crush on her stepbrother, that
he was now 18 did something to her. It seemed like every time she came,
she felt the urge to cum again and again. That he was coming over this
weekend to hang out with her made the need even more pungent.

Every once in a while, Stephanie would find a hot scene that wasn't
what she was looking for, but she'd let it play for a bit. She could
feel her cheeks turning flush as she bit her lip. Her blonde hair was
pulled back in a ponytail, and she felt the tips tickling her bare
upper back. She lay naked on her bed except for a thin pair of light
pink panties. Her hips wiggled without thought as she watched this
blonde, curvy, milf riding a young man's cock on her screen. Something
in the way her whole body spasmed as she squirted down this young man's
cock lit a fire inside Stephanie. Watching this large, veiny cock get
cummed on made her lick her lips and tongue her teeth. Smoothly and
slowly overtop a short pillow she had stuffed between her legs,
Stephanie ground her pussy lips and clit against the hard corner of the
pillow.

Squeezing her perky breasts, she bit her lip and let her hips grind
more freely in wider circles... Her pussy lips moistened under the drag
of her thin panties, and it felt like it was a warm bath massaging her
whole body. Every once in a while, her hips would move just right so
her clit would rub across the edge of the pillow and it was like
lightning ascended her sex and struck her heart.

Stephanie was humping her pillow now. Her eyes closed so she couldn't
be distracted from the blissful feel of her clit being rubbed just
right. It wasn't until her eyes opened to see the glorious cock
bouncing against the actress's ass as she must've ridden him too
roughly that he popped out, that she realized she had begun her
unstoppable descent into her first of many orgasms tonight.

She cupped her perky tits and squeezed them just so, as her hips
wiggled and shook on her pillow's edge. The actress slowed her ride as
she fed the shaft back into her pussy and humped it again. Stephanie
rose on to her knees, letting the sheets fall around her. Her fists
bunching the pillow together between her thighs, she flexed her abdomen
and ground her pussy along the lip of the pillow. The feeling was
electric and sent her heart into a flutter.

The actress looked down at her stepbrother in the video and moaned and
begged for more and the actor replied as he fucked the girl, "I want to
cum inside you, stepsister. Can I cum inside you, stepsister?"

"Ohh fuckk!" Stephanie moaned as she humped away at her pillow. Her
breathing was a ragged pant as her ponytail bounced wildly on her neck
as her thigh seized strongly on either side of her pillow. "Cumm inside
me, brother. Cum inside my pussy. Please..." Stephanie moaned to
herself. She imagined Matt between her legs. She could see his face
looking up at her. Felt his cock flexing inside her. Imagined his
fingers rubbing her clit. "Ohh my god..." Stephanie's hand shuttered,
cupping her mouth and cheek, then fell to her chest. Squeezing her
breast and pinching her nipple, she squirmed as the wave of orgasm
crashed over her body. "Nnnnngg ahhh!"

Stephanie's whole body tensed and spasmed as she came hard over her
pillow. When she opened her eyes, she saw the sex scene only
intensifying. The actor was turning the actress on her backside as he
spread her legs. Stephanie took a deep breath and released it. She
reached over to her nightstand and pulled free a large plastic bag.
Opening it she removed a small pink vibrator and a tan rubber dildo.

Chapter Two

It had been nearly a year since Stephanie had seen her little brother.
She knew he was busy with football and other things his senior year.
Plus, her freshman year at college had been busy and exhausting. Her
course load was heavy for a sociology major. She'd hope to double major
in criminal justice, but she wasn't sure if she could keep up the
workload for four years straight.

Stephanie was excited to see her stepbrother, Matt, tonight. He was
coming over to hang out with Stephanie and just chill. She knew nothing
sexual would happen. She knew it wasn't a date or nothing like a date,
but she still felt the twinge of nervousness in her belly. Stephanie
knew how fucked up everything was in her head. /I'm not a psycho,/ she
told herself. She sat on the couch and let a reality TV show play in
the background with her feet tucked up to her hips as she painted her
toenails to match the fair blue color of her fingernails. The black
leather couch stuck to her thighs and the bright 70-inch curved TV
mounted on the wall lit most of the room.

"I like the color," Stephanie's mom, Amy, said from over her shoulder.
She stood half in the hallway as she rubbed the remnants of her hand
lotion into her hands and forearms. She was wearing a black dress that
accented her cleavage and tattoos near the base of her breasts. "Is
that the new shade you bought at the mall?"

"Yeah, you going out tonight?"

"Yeah, I got a date," Amy said matter-of-factly. She didn't elaborate
and Stephanie didn't expect her to.

"Alright." Amy and Stephanie always had a complicated relationship. Amy
was a good mother in terms of necessities. She provided a stable home
with all the essentials. She even married Matt's bastard father to
ensure, both during the marriage and even after the divorce, with
alimony, that they could live a luxurious lifestyle. Needs were never a
struggle for Amy, the caring side of things were.

"Thanks. What about you? Any plans tonight?" Amy asked.

"Nope, just a night in. It'll be nice after cramming for exams."

"I bet. Alright, I'll probably be home late. There's some cash in the
drawer if you want to order in," Amy said as she left. No goodbye. No
hug. Stephanie had a soft smile as she allowed herself to become lost
in a stare at the floor. It was nothing new, so it didn't bother her.
The door closed and the aggressive hum of her mother's SUV started as
she drove off, leaving Stephanie to the sounds of the commercials on
TV.

With a sigh, she returned to finishing up her toes to make sure there
was time to let them dry before Matt showed up. It wasn't until Matt
became her stepbrother did Stephanie ever hug someone. Hugging was just
never something her mother did, and she never had a father to hug
either. She had seen friends do it at school, but it seemed strange to
her. Stephanie liked to keep farther from most people- physically.
Unless she was fucking them. You /have/ to be close to a guy to fuck
them. But she remembered Matt hugging her when they first met, and it
felt strange but good. That hugging evolved into wrestling and
fighting. /That's probably where these crazy desires started for Matt,/
Stephanie analyzed.

She knew it wasn't healthy thoughts she had of her stepbrother, but as
long as she didn't act on any of them, she wasn't doing anything wrong.
/Just being around him tonight should be enough./

Chapter Three

When Matt arrived, Stephanie felt something unusual. A twist of panic
formed in her gut. She had stopped herself short of dressing up or
putting on makeup- well; she put on her usual makeup. She wasn't a cave
woman. Okay, maybe she put on a little extra eye liner and some
strawberry scented lotion that Matt had commented he liked a couple
years ago, but that was it. She wanted to keep it casual and dressed
down. Like she didn't care he was there.

/How weird would it be if Matt found out I was into him?/

But yet, he sat in her bedroom on one of her old exercise balls and
there she laid in front of him on her bed and she could barely think of
what to say to him. She was so nervous. Matt had grown in every way
imaginable over the past year. He had always been a skinny boy and
goofy, but now he was tall with a defined jawline and, from the looks
of it, muscular and hard arms and chest. But the thing she avoided the
most were his eyes. They were a dreamy blue and invitingly kind.

Instead, she spent her time on her phone randomly scrolling through
online videos and texting her roommate, Max. Stephanie could tell he
was looking at her. The shorts she wore were the shortest she owned and
Stephanie did nothing to help hide what little it covered. Her top was
a 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.

Matt threw a series of shirts from the floor at her. Stephanie's floor
was a constant mess. She didn't care because she was only here a day or
two a week and her mother kept the door shut the rest of the time. Each
throw of Matt's was getting closer to her face. It was like they were
young teenagers again, and he was doing his best to annoy her. His last
throw of a dirty pair of jeans covered her face, and she had enough.

In one motion, she tore the jeans from her face and smacked her phone
down on the bed beside her. "That's it!" Stephanie was already giggling
before she dove on top of Matt. /The first time we've touched in over a
year./ She toppled him to the floor and took the crotch of the dirty
pair of jeans and shoved them into Matt's face. "You like that? Huh?
How you like it?" Stephanie laughed as she tossed her leg over his hips
while he scrambled and fought to maneuver his face away from her jeans.
Stephanie's cheeks were red hot and the harder Matt fought, the more
she bit her lower lip.

Out of nowhere, Stephanie found herself on her back with Matt between
her legs. She screamed at the speed at which she fell and held onto his
thick, muscular shoulders and arms. Her ankles instinctually locked
together around the small of his back, pulling him tight to her, but
when she realized what she was doing she released him and kicked him
free. Matt easily passed her legs and mounted her struggling thighs.

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

"Stop," she tried to cry between laughs. "Oh my god, stop stop stop."

"Yeah, now you realize you fucked up." There was a moment of silence
that lingered as her stepbrother's face swayed above hers. She had a
flash of all the hundreds of porn scenes she had watched over the years
and had a panicked urge to reach up and pull his face down to hers and
kiss. This terrified her. Really, how close she came to doing it
terrified her.

Stephanie quickly found her cell phone on the bed beside her. "You need
to stop getting between a girl and her phone. It's a dangerous thing to
do, you know? 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, rocking back and forth on top of her hips.

"Sure, I don't care. Do what you want," Stephanie said, feeling the
butterflies flutter in her stomach.

"Fine, how about this? I'll just do this then," Matt quipped as he
childishly poked at her breasts through her tank top. It was a natural
thing for a woman to protect her breasts. It was something all women
grew up instilled with. If a man or woman touched them, you had to
react. Tell them no, stop them, tell someone. So Stephanie nearly
reacted to how she was raised to respond. Shocked, angered, appalled.

However, with a steady and even voice, she simply shrugged and said,
"sure, go ahead."

/If I don't do anything, I can't be responsible for anything. I'm just
lying to her on my phone, that's all./

His hands poked around and jiggled her breasts playfully for a few
seconds and Stephanie, while intrigued by this situation, also tried
not to laugh at how goofy he was being. Things changed when Matt took
his thumb and forefinger and unexpectedly pinched her nipple through
her thin top. It startled her so she winced and let out the tiniest of
moans. At the end of the moan, she tried to turn it into a sound of
pain but she didn't think it sounded convincing.

Stephanie felt a bead of sweat form on the back of her neck as she felt
uncomfortable and exposed by her moan. In her head her thoughts shouted
at herself, /freak freak freak.../

But then it happened. Matt's hands returned to her breasts, but they
were different now. They were- amazing. His warm hands cupped her
breasts and massaged them. Circling her nipples and pulling her full
breasts and perky nipples from under her shirt. The air was cold on her
already rock hard nipples. Stephanie kept her hands and her phone
blocking her face as much as possible from Matt's vision because she
felt her eyes fighting to roll back in her head at how good it felt.
She felt drunk or high as her head floated from her fantasy becoming a
reality. /This isn't real. This can't be real. I'm dreaming. I'm- this
is make believe. I'm- I'm- I'm so wet.../

Stephanie carefully squirmed her thighs together and felt the crotch of
her clothing drenched with her juices already. She froze still. Not
wanting to move or speak or do anything that would make this moment
end.

Panic fluttered in her chest when Matt crawled off of her. This was her
chance. Her one small window to have her dream come true of sleeping
with her stepbrother and she felt the seconds slip through her fingers
like a hand filled with dimes.

/Should I just grab him? He started this. I wouldn't be to blame, he
fondled me first./

In the paralysis of thought, she was relieved and excited to feel his
hand fall back to her chest and slide down between her legs. Brushing
past her belly button, piercing Matt's hand rubbed between her
partially open thighs. His fingers massaging around her sex. Back and
forth. At one point, she felt his finger find its way between her pussy
lips and he pushed the thin fabric of her shorts inside of her.

/Oh, my god oh my fucking god, Stephanie breathe bitch breathe... don't
fucking moan, keep it together. He must feel how wet and hot I am
already, though./

Stephanie still squirmed and despite her best attempt to hide it let
loose a string coos through her panting lips. It was when he pushed his
hand inside her stretchy shorts leg hole that she knew there was no way
she could contain herself. Earlier in the day, she had laughed at
herself for shaving her pussy but now as his fingertip kissed the gooey
slit of her pussy she was thanking god that she had.

When Stephanie felt her stepbrother's finger pierce her warm pussy lips
slowly she went still and silent for a moment. Her fingers, which had
been fake tapping on the screen of her phone, were now still as she
focused on not crying out for more. For harder. For deeper.

/Oh fuck me, brother! Make me your fucking slut./ She wanted to moan/.
I'm your fucking whore. I've always been your fucking whore, you just
didn't know it. Fuck me how you want before I'm gets home./

When she felt the spark of touch on her clit, then the warm, powerful
hand groping at her chest she knew all efforts to hide her pleasure
were futile. Controlled moans escaped her lips as her panted breathing
rocked her whole head, making her blond hair bounce behind her.

"Oh fu- fucmmm..." the words escaped her mouth before she forced her
lips shut and used the back of her left hand to keep them shut. Matt
was finger fucking her now. Her toes curled and her hand clutched her
phone so hard she thought she might snap it in two. Every pump of her
pussy, Stephanie imagined Matt's cock forcing deeper and deeper inside
her. His balls smacking her hips as he fucked her.

/Oh god oh god ahh! I can't believe this is real. I'm going to fucking
cum so fucking hard. I can't- he can't - he has to stop I'm going to-
it feels too fucking good I'm gunna ahhh!/

Stephanie's whole body rocked on the bed with every forceful thrust of
Matt's hand. Her blonde ponytail bounced behind her lifted head just
like her exposed young perky tits did. She felt her thighs go rigid,
then her pussy lips and core flexed as the enormous wave of an orgasm
consumed her. Her brow furrowed and her eyes rolled back as the tremble
took over her body and all she could think of was how she wanted this
feeling to never end and how she needed it to end.

With a gasping breath, Stephanie's world came back into focus, "Ohmyga-
hmm- fuck! Oh, my god oh my..." she squealed as the sounds of her wet
pussy getting fucked by her stepbrother's hand overtook the room.
Stephanie's head lolled about on the bed as she thought she could go to
sleep right then and there with how tired she was. Her stepbrother
easily just gave her one of the most powerful orgasms of her life.

Chapter Four

Stephanie's head swam as she lay in bed. She was glad she hadn't drunk
more than she had or she might've felt sick. Instead, she got to enjoy
the moment. She never wanted to leave this bed. Staring at her
stepbrother in the darkness of her room, Stephanie could hear the beat
of music downstairs. She never wanted to let him leave it, either.

This summer had been a blur of a fantasy come true. Stephanie liked to
think she was not a dramatic person, but her life was seriously
miserable before Matt fingered her to orgasm that Saturday nearly a
month ago. Sure, she had hooked up with boys during her freshman year
of school and done her fair share of partying, but none of the men were
Matt. They just didn't measure up to her stepbrother and now they don't
have to, because Matt was hers. Forever.

A Step Apart Ch. 05

by Ravenblackerotica (UID 2788845)

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-step-apart-ch-05

Stephanie is obsessed with her stepbrother & he will be hers.

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Since that fate filled day last month when Matt climbed on top of her,
her weekends had been the best nights of her life. It felt silly the
first Saturday he came back and Stephanie awkwardly giving him the
'signal' of her lying down on her phone, but since then it was now
standard practice. Not that they require the ruse anymore. Stephanie
glimmered as she scooted closer to her stepbrother who was fast asleep
beside her. She liked the feeling of his hard, muscular body touching
her soft body while they slept. She could get used to it.

For weeks now, Stephanie had lived the life of a pornstar casted in her
dream porno that she'd spend hours on end searching for. Every Saturday
while her mom was out on dates, Matt used Stephanie as his personal
fuck doll. Trying out different positions and techniques. He was
getting better, too. Her little brother was such a good athlete- even
in bed.

And dedicated, too. After their first hook up. Stephanie researched a
spy-ware app that, if downloaded correctly on a person's phone, could
easily track that person's movement and even her their texts and phone
calls. It was easy enough on the second visit from him to separate him
from his phone when he was getting her a drink. Once installed on his
phone, she knew his every movement every day.

Stephanie received an alert every time Matt was driving somewhere and
then when he stopped at an address, Stephanie would have to spend a
little time researching the location to make sure it wasn't another
girl. And of course, it never was. Usually, it was a store or a
restaurant or sometimes a friend's house, then he went back to his
other step family's house. She couldn't be sure he wasn't meeting
another woman at the restaurant, so Stephanie went there when he did a
few times. It was the only way to be sure, which she was now. Matt
never saw her spying on him, so it was fine. /No harm, no foul,/ she
told herself.

Matt went to his friend's house a couple times those first weeks, and
Stephanie didn't like that. /There could be girls at his friend's
house?/ She took care of that slowly. Each visit, she went through his
phone and slowly blocked his friends' numbers so they couldn't text or
call him. But Matt wouldn't know, so it wouldn't bother him.

Even now, Stephanie, in her tipsy state, had the wherewithal to
carefully reach over her beautiful little brother so not to wake him
and grab his cell phone from the bedside by his hand. She held the
phone up to his face to unlock it and went to contacts and started
where she left off. She clicked every name that had 'baseball' or
'football' in its title or description and put it in blocked mode. A
quick check of recent calls and texts to confirm what Stephanie already
knew. Matt was perfect, she thought as she put the phone back.

Matt had come over to her townhouse for a house party last night and
even though Stephanie's overly flirtatious roommate, Amber, had gotten
in the way, Matt still found his way to Stephanie's bedroom with her
help. It was their first true night of ravenous sex, unencumbered by
charades of texting or distractions. Last night Stephanie got to look
her stepbrother in the eyes as he fucked her.

As she leaned over his body now, she could help herself. Slowly, she
peeled the thin sheet off his body to show only the black boxers he
slept in. It was near 4:30am and the party had probably all but died
downstairs. There were probably a few stoners nodding in and out of
consciousness on the couch, but their playlist continued on the
speakers. The music was a gentle vibration on the ground as the beat
changed. For a time, Stephanie just admired Matt's gorgeous body. He
wasn't even training or working as regularly as he would if he was
playing sports, and yet he still had that V cut off his waist and thick
abdominal muscles.

/And he was all mine./

Stephanie carefully pulled down his boxers below his balls and saw his
shaft limp and bent. Slowly, her hand cupped it and stroked it to life.
Without a flutter in his eyes, she could raise him to a firm form in
just seconds. Stephanie was already completely naked. Her dirty girl
outfit was a pile on the side of the bed and her blonde hair was a mess
of sex. Strands of hair brushed Matt's thighs as she eyed his bulging
head. Without a hair tie, she pulled her hair back and to one side as
she smiled and dipped her lips down and took him in her mouth. Humming
a tune of pleasure as she tongued his salty flesh up and down his
shaft.

The party ended the way she had hoped, but it did not go the way she
thought. Stephanie hoped in their shared drunken state Matt would feel
comfortable enough to confess his love for her. /But everything works
out as it should,/ she thought as she gave Matt a devilish look as her
lips slid easier and deeper down his shaft. Matt's eyes stirred under
their lids. Barely open, if at all, Matt groaned as his hand slid to
Stephanie's cheek. Cupping and sliding his fingers through her hair as
her head bobbed on his cock. Matt was running on autopilot but so was
Stephanie. It was her job to please her little brother. That's what she
was put on this earth for. To make him cum and to fill his needs for
the rest of his life.

After several minutes of sucking Matt's cock, she saw little more
action out of her stepbrother beyond groans and basic hand motion, but
she saw opportunity as well. Letting her lips slurp and pop as she
pulled them off his head, Stephanie purred a moan like a kitty in heat
as she climbed on top of him. Her lips kissing and nuzzling into her
little brother's neck as her breasts and hard nipples dragged up on
Matt's chest.

She fed his flexed cock into the mouth of her dripping pussy lips and
released a lingering moan as she felt her brother fill her pussy.
Popping her ass down as she breathed her hot breath on Matt's neck, she
winced as he filled her up. Like a coffee cup that was overflowing, she
cried out and bit her lip as she fucked her brother.

"Ohhh fuck me, brother. Fuck your dirty white sister!" Stephanie moaned
a breathy whisper. Her tits mashed into his chest as her eyes opened
enough to push into her, demonstrating how much he liked it. Matt's
hand found her ass and gave it a squeeze as she bounced wildly the head
of his cock. "Ohhhh shhhitt! That's it. Yeah. Fuck your sister's cunt
pussy! Make it yours. It is yours. I'm fucking yours brother, your
dirty fucking whore sister. Your personal- mmmmfuck... your personal
fucking fuck doll." Stephanie winced with strained eyes as she rode him
so hard, Stephanie worried the clapping sound of her slamming down on
him was louder than the buzzing music downstairs.

Matt's other hand moved drunkenly, perhaps to touch her cheek, but
Stephanie grabbed his wrist and brought his hand down to her neck,
closing his fingers around her throat. "Nnnahhhh!" Stephanie cried out
when she felt the pressure on her throat. "Oh shhhitt- fuck me fuck...
me... ahhh!" Stephanie screamed and then clamped her teeth shut as her
eyes rolled back in her head. Her thighs nearly clamped shut as her
body seized and she squirted on Matt's cock.

"Ohhhmyfuckgodohmy-shit..." Stephanie mumbled. She became like putty in
Matt's body as his hands barely held her.

Her thighs still jiggle from the powerful orgasm, but she forced
herself to keep riding him. To keep slamming her ass down on her
brother's cock. "Jesus fucking Christ, fuck me. Fuck. Me." Her moans
were like her breathing. Guttural and survival like. Her face was
inches above Matt's. She pulled his hands to her bouncing tits and
squeezed them for her.

Matt groaned and bit his lip. He moaned something, but Stephanie
couldn't hear it over her sloppy wet pussy sounds and her ragged
breaths. "Oh Jesus, I'm so close again. I'm so fucking close again. Cum
for me, brother. Cum inside your fucking whore sister."

Matt's fingers pinched down on her nipples and she heard him groan as
his cock apexes flexing inside her. "Yes, yes yes yes! Fucking cum
inside me. Cum inside your slutty sister- I'm gunna... oh shit..." as
the strings of hot cum shoot inside your tight cunt, Stephanie clapped
her hands over her face and body as the feeling hit too hard to
process. She lost her voice and every pinch of air fled her body as her
muscles flexed so hard they cramped. In a mighty instant she exploded,
Stephanie's hands and knees dragging wildly on the sheets as she
squirted again, drenching her little brother's cock.
"Oooohhhhmmyyyygooodddd..."

The head of Matt's cock was still tucked in her pussy minutes later.
Mostly limp, she kissed him slowly and long as she pressed her body to
his and he responded. She breathed in his masculine scent and cooed a
moan and giggled when his cock would randomly flex inside her. Like she
was in heaven, Stephanie fell asleep like this. She never wanted either
of them to wake from that moment.

Chapter Five

The next few days passed by like a breeze for Stephanie. She had to
deal with some minor drama from her roommates, especially Amber, who
had a bruised cheek. But Stephanie didn't care. Amber should've known
better than to touch her brother.

Matt had been quite hung over when he woke up and got dressed. She
didn't even think he remembered her riding him in the middle of the
night. She pretended to sleep as he got dressed, thinking it was
adorable how he tried to be quiet so as not to wake her. Stephanie
hoped he would kiss her forehead before he left, but he didn't. /Oh
well, he will next time/.

Stephanie spent the week monitoring Matt's movement regularly through
the spyware on his phone and she was pleased to see he no longer went
anywhere- not to friends, or restaurants... and no one was texting or
calling him besides herself.

/He's all mine./

Stephanie wasn't typically a jealous girl or one to obsess, but she
didn't think it was bad to obsess about someone you loved. It just
showed how much you cared about them. The next weekend was going to be
great. Her mother was going to be out all night- per usual, on Saturday
night. This was going to be the first night Matt, and she got to spend
with another truly boyfriend and girlfriend. She imagined the two of
them ravaging each other as soon as they saw another.

/I'll jump on top of him and have his belt undone in seconds. Maybe
I'll let him try anal. He'd really love that. Probably should wait.
Give him smoother to look forward to later. Maybe when we hit our
one-year anniversary./ She figured they could spend the night just
talking with each other after that. Stephanie could order food in for
them and her mother never came home until early in the morning on
Sunday.

When Saturday finally arrived, it happened just like she imagined. She
had watched him on her phone, tracking every turn he made as he neared
her house. /Wouldn't it be sweet if I stopped at the store to buy me
flowers? Or chocolates?/ On her laptop she looked up flower shops and
department stores between his house and her mother's, but he didn't
make any detours on this trip. /It's fine. It's still early in their
relationship. He'll get her something next time. He better.../

Seconds after Matt was in the door, his stepsister had him straddled
between her legs sitting on the couch. Her shirt was off and she was
fast at work on Matt's belt.

Stephanie released a sighing moan as she leaned in to kiss her
stepbrother. Her fingers had rushed to unzip his pants and pulled his
cock out from under his boxers. As she felt it grow in her palm, she
let out a high-pitched moan as she stroked it to life. Matt's hands
wrapped around her ass cheeks to find she wasn't wearing any shorts or
panties. She lifted enough to guide the head of his bare cock inside
her. "Mmmm! That's it..." she cooed.

Stephanie raised her ass and lowered it, riding Matt. She hastily
pulled her shirt off, revealing her perky breasts. Matt leaned forward,
wrapping his lips around her nipple. "Mmmmm! That's right, baby. Fuck
me. Fuck your stepsister!" Stephanie moaned as she sat down on his
throbbing cock.

"Stephanie!"

The voice was so sudden and loud that both Matt and Stephanie nearly
fell off the couch. Stephanie scrambled to cover herself, but Matt
didn't even move. Stephanie's mother glared at them in a glowing rage
as she had just walked in on her daughter fucking her stepson.

Horror took over every crevasse of Stephanie's mind as she ran. Her
clothes scooped up in her arms. She darted down the hall to her bedroom
where her bag was kept.

"Stephanie! Stop stop!" Her mother Amy shouted. "No, Stephanie! What
were you thinking? Are you insane! Do you know what you're doing?"

Stephanie said nothing. She didn't know what to say. She couldn't think
in her panicked state. Her clothes were mostly on but not sorted
straight. Stephanie's breasts bounced about freely, but she didn't
care. She had to leave. With her backpack and car keys in hand, she
shouldered past her mother and ran for the door. Matt was near the
kitchen and moved out of the way as she pushed past.

"We are going to talk about this!" Amy screamed. "You aren't welcome
back here until we talk about this, young lady!" It was the last thing
she heard before she slammed her car door and drove quickly down the
road. She drove in silence for a time. Tears streamed down her cheeks,
as she felt ashamed and fearful. /The world is going to know you're a
freak who sleeps with your stepbrother. My mom is going to- she's
gunna- somethings going to happen./

Stephanie tried calling Matt several times and sent him texts when he
didn't answer. None of them received a response. Stephanie cried the
entire way back to her school.

Chapter Six

It was a troubling week for Stephanie. /How did it seem that the
highest peaks of happiness were always followed by the shallowest
valleys of sadness?/ Stephanie wrote in her diary. /I go from feeling
complete one moment to everything falling apart the next. I've never
felt so alone.../

Stephanie sighed as she shut her diary hard and leaned back in her car
seat. She was sitting in a small Chicago park parking lot. Her car
backed in so she could leave quickly, but now she just stared off at
the dirty playground equipment and dew-covered slide that had not been
ridden in months, maybe years. She couldn't even confide her troubles
in her diary. Her mother knew that Stephanie was sleeping with her
stepbrother, she couldn't risk one of her roommates nosing into her
bedroom and reading something she shouldn't have. It had been a week
since her mother had caught them having sex. What felt like a million
unanswered texts and phone calls had bounced from their cell phones to
various towers over the days. Her mother had exhausted Stephanie's
phone with phone calls for the first couple days, but she had since
stopped, which only added to Stephanie's suspicions.

Matt wasn't responding, either. Of the 447 texts she had sent her
stepbrother, she had received five in reply. Each more subdued than the
next. After so many weeks of their closeness growing, suddenly and
swiftly, Matt wanted nothing more to do with her. It was logical; she
knew. Stopping their taboo relationship before others could find out
about it. Not to risk more than they already have. Even Stephanie had
thought of doing the same when she last fled her mother's house. But
Stephanie suspected another reason for Matt's distancing.

As Stephanie drove home after being caught by her mother, she checked
Matt's location after he failed to answer her calls. /He was still
there./ It had been 20 minutes since she had left, but he was still
there. 30 minutes. 40 minutes. It wasn't until nearly 50 minutes later
that Matt's GPS on his phone left the house and drove back to his
house.

/Were they talking for that long? Was my mother scolding him and he was
apologizing? Maybe Matt was taking the blame and trying to protect
her./ There were many possibilities of what was happening. Many
plausible and innocent reasons for him not leaving right away. But
something didn't sit right with Stephanie. She didn't like the idea of
her mother being alone with her stepbrother.

Her reason to worry only worsened when Stephanie received an alert on
her phone later that week during the day. Matt had texted her mother
and Amy replied, rapidly. It was everything she could do not to scream.
The insane, jealous rage that boiled inside her at the thought of Matt
texting Amy but not texting Stephanie when she had just sent him 24
texts. The spyware app she downloaded on Matt's phone only alerted on
incoming and outgoing texts and calls but didn't allow her to read the
texts and hear the calls. She saw his GPS move right after Amy's
response.

Matt drove to a business section of town and when Stephanie realized he
had stopped at her mother's law firm where she worked, she screamed.
With an angry, violent throw, her phone bounced off her bed and smacked
the wall. She grabbed at posters along her wall and ripped them down,
tearing them in two. She wanted to punch her mother or burn her house
down at that moment.

Stephanie's phone was cracked along the bottom, but it still worked.
She sat and stewed as she watched her stepbrother's location remain at
her mother's work for over 20 minutes. Each ticking second boiling
inside her. She tried to think of other possibilities other than her
mom was fucking her stepson- /my boyfriend!/ But no other idea made
sense to her. /Maybe they were talking again? Checking in? Maybe
apologizing for reactions?/

She didn't like it and she needed to know for sure. There was an urge
to confront Matt about it. To corner him at his house or text him and
ask him what he was doing at her mother's work during the afternoon,
but then he would know about the spyware.

Stephanie decided she would stay close to Matt for the rest of the
week. She called in sick at work for the next few shifts and drove to a
park just down the road from Matt's house. It was a small park that was
barely visited anymore. A sign of the aging neighborhood he lived in.
It was two blocks from his house. Close enough that he could do a
sporadic drive-by of his house throughout the day and night to make
sure he had not left without his phone and no other cars had arrived
unannounced. Close enough to follow Matt and monitor him, but far
enough away not to let him notice her.

Stephanie heard the familiar chime that was specific to her phone when
Matt's spyware was activated. She set her diary down on the passenger
seat as she thumbed through her phone. She had slept two nights in her
car and spent countless hours on her phone for entertainment, but now
is what she was waiting for. Matt had texted her mother again, and once
again she replied, and Matt was driving. Stephanie started her car and
followed, keeping a couple miles distance between her and Matt.

The slow pursuit of her stepbrother felt like justice. Like the days
spent in her car and watching Matt from a distance was worth it. She
could imagine catching the two having sex and confronting them both.

/How could she yell at me when I catch her doing the literal, same
thing?/

As she drove, following the icon on her spyware app map, Stephanie
wondered what she would say to Matt. He would definitely need to be
punished for what he did, but obviously this would just be a speed bump
in their relationship.

/It'll be a growth point for us. This is just the first fight in our
relationship. Actually, it might be a good thing. Who knows? He might
feel so guilty. Maybe he'll propose in the next month to make up for
it./

Stephanie's hands rubbed the steering wheel aggressively as she
imagined their eloping wedding, then moving to the other side of the
country so they could be together and not be judged.

/Maybe even move out of the country? We can live on a beach in Cancun
or Jamaica./

A Step Apart Ch. 05

by Ravenblackerotica (UID 2788845)

https://www.literotica.com/s/a-step-apart-ch-05

Stephanie is obsessed with her stepbrother & he will be hers.

Page 3 of 3 page(s) (14887 characters)

By the time Stephanie pulled into the mall parking lot, she had a perky
smile on her face and had actually excited to catch her mother and
stepbrother in the act. It took her some time to find her brother's
car. The mall was quite busy with hundreds of people and cars going
this way and that. Stephanie was parked a few parking lanes down from
where his car was, but his car was empty. Stephanie made a face and
felt a twist in her stomach since she hadn't considered maybe he was
just going to the mall to go to the mall. Like to shop. She knew he had
a camping trip he was leaving for today. Maybe he was getting
last-minute things?

Stephanie checked her spyware tracker app and saw it was still showing
on the parking floor near his car. /But his car is empty./

Flustered and annoyed, she was about to get out and start walking
around to look for Matt when a red pickup truck parked in the kitty
corner in front of her started up and backed up from position slowly.
And Stephanie saw another vehicle she recognized.

/My goddamn Mom's second car, her SUV./

Sitting inside in the passenger seat was an anxious Matt, who looked
around nervously. Stephanie froze, then ducked under her steering
wheel, realizing there was a direct line of sight between the two cars.
She couldn't back up and leave. It would draw too much attention to
her. He'd see her for sure. She'd have to wait for him to leave to meet
her mother, then park...

Stephanie's eyes peered cautiously over the front dashboard of her
clunker of a car and saw more than nervousness in his eyes as Matt
rolled his eyes and leaned back. Looking closer, she saw a head bobbing
in his lap. A head of black hair. Her mother's head.

The range of emotions that coursed through her was a strange mix that
even caught her off guard. Satisfaction at her accomplishment. It took
quite a bit of commitment and dedication to catch these two in the act.
Anger at this betrayal by Matt. They hadn't had a conversation about
exclusivity, but she wanted to badly, so she supposed it wasn't that
much of a betrayal. What surprised Stephanie was as she sat back and
saw her mother sucking her stepbrother's dick, she wasn't mad at her
mother. She felt happy. Happy that Amy, the emotionless mother for all
her life, understands why Stephanie is in love with Matt. Obviously,
she's attracted to him, too. In some weird way, watching Matt put his
hand down on the back of her mom's head as she slid up and down his
shaft felt right. Felt normal. It felt beautiful/./

Stephanie slid the driver's seat down and forward so she could
comfortably watch from the hunched down position in her car. As couples
and families walked in the aisle between her and them, she saw her
stepmother rise from her chair only to ease back into Matt's lap. /They
must be crazy to be doing this in public. To have all these eyes
watching and walking by while they fuck another. It must feel so...
so.../

Fingers slid down the crotch of her jeans as she watched the pained
expression stretch over her mother's face. An all too familiar feeling
Stephanie could remember. Feeling Matt's hard, thick shaft pierce her
pussy and fill her up so. Stephanie's middle finger dug into the crotch
of her jeans harder and in a constant motion. The warm heat between her
thighs burned like a fire in her body. She felt her breathing quicken
as she bit her lip in silence.

/It felt so good. Maybe she could wait. Maybe she didn't have to
confront them yet./

Amy bounced on her stepson's cock and Stephanie had her jeans
unbuttoned and her hand pressed down on her panties. Her middle three
fingers wiped messy circles over the hood of her clit. Her fingers were
slick with her juices as she watched her stepbrother fuck her mother.
Stephanie's mom's shirt came undone and her tits bounced free from her
shirt. Stephanie knew this shouldn't arouse her. It couldn't. She
couldn't be getting wetter at this sight. She couldn't feel the wet goo
oozing from her lips as she pushed her middle and ring finger into her
pussy.

She imagined she was in the car too, with them. Sitting behind Matt and
sliding her hands up and down his chest as he fucked his stepmother.
Bringing her hand down to feed his big hard cock into her mother, she
imagined feeling the base of his shaft throb and how wet it would be
from her mom's cunt. Stephanie's fingers would pull Matt's lips to hers
as she kissed him hard and her hand would reach out, feeling her
mother's body bounce on his cock. His cock would flex inside Amy, but
his eyes and mouth would be glued to Stephanie.

"Ohh fuck..." Stephanie winced as a violent shutter shook down her
thighs. Reaching into her shirt, she fondled her breasts and pinched
the nipples just like Matt had. /Just like he will./ Her jeans slid off
her ankles just as a couple walked in front of her car and Stephanie
flinched in fear. When they passed, she smacked her fingers inside her
hard. Hard enough for her palm to clap against her clit. "Jesus... Fuck
me, brother- fuck me!"

Her mom changed positions slightly but still rode her stepson, but Matt
now was fucking up into her. His hands grabbed her hips and squeezed
her tits. /Yes, fucking squeeze mom's tits./ He shoved his shaft deep
inside her and Stephanie could tell her mom was moaning. /Fuck that
fucking pussy, brother, fuck it. Make it hard. Make her cum./

"Oh, shiiit!" Stephanie cried out as she neared the edge. She saw
Matt's eyes watching his step mom's ass bounce on his cock and
Stephanie knew he was really thinking of her. /That's it. Fuck your
stepmom, cum inside her. Cum inside her pussy while you're thinking
about mine. Fantasizing about my pussy. This tight fucking cunt was
ready to choke your fucking cock for the rest of your life. Your
fucking horny sex slave stepsister ready to drain your cock every
morning and night./ "Oh, Jesus- god..."

Stephanie's fingers sprinted, fucking her pussy as she clenched her
teeth and squinted her eyes. Her toes curled and her legs stiffened as
her mouth hung open. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the flood
poured between her thighs and she came hard on her fingertips.
"Ohahhhh! Ahhh! Oh god yes... yes...."

Stephanie scrambled when she opened her eyes and saw the car down
beside her was getting inside the vehicle. Quickly, pulling her pants
up and straightening her shirt, she acted naturally until they drove
away. When her eyes returned to her mother's SUV, she saw it was empty.
Her mother was walking back towards the mall and Matt stuttered- almost
limped back to his vehicle.

He drove away, having never known Stephanie had just watched him fuck
her mother. Her mother walked away, having not been confronted by
Stephanie. Slowly, Stephanie put her car in gear, her fingers still
damp from her juices, and questioned what to do next. She drove here
with purpose and intent, but now as she left, all that was left was a
tangled web of confusion. Confusion of what to do next. Confusion on
how she felt about just cumming to the image of her mother and
stepbrother together.

Chapter Seven

Stephanie didn't stay long at the park when she followed Matt back to
his house. She saw him move again, out of habit she followed him. They
were on the highway for about 45 minutes before realizing she was
following his entire family on their vacation. She hadn't planned to go
to Wisconsin on this trip- one, because she was not invited, but two,
because traveling several more hours away from home on this
'investigation' was not a part of the plan.

Volleying back and forth in her mind, she weighed the pros and cons of
continuing to follow Matt until finally she was beyond the halfway
point she bet, and just committed. /I don't have a school. I don't have
work. And I bet there's no cell service up there, so I won't even be
able to track him. If I turn back, I'll just spend the week worrying
about where he is and what he's doing without me. At least this way I
can watch him./

The drive turned out to be pleasant and welcome. The hours spent in the
car secretly following the convoy of Matt and his strange relatives
only gave Stephanie time to solidify her feelings for her stepbrother
despite this strange hiccup in their long, long relationship.

When they were close to the campsite, the cell phone signal became
spotty, and she began to losing her spyware beacon on her stepbrother's
phone. Stephanie closed the distance until she saw the back of a black
Cadillac SUV a half a mile ahead. That must've been what Matt rode in.
She kept her distance as much as she could, but eventually found where
they were staying.

It had worked out better than expected for Stephanie. While Matt and
his family stayed down the gravel road at this mansion of a cabin,
Stephanie parked near the cabin community building and had access to
free food, showers, bathrooms, TV, and even Wi-Fi. Throughout the first
day, she did some amazing hiking through a small stretch of woods so
that she could find the best places to watch her stepbrother's cabin.
Before nightfall she found a large tree and some bushes on the West
side of the cabin that gave her a perfect view into Matt's bedroom.

Stephanie returned to that window later in the night. She decided to
surprise Matt with a tap on his window. /It would be like being out of
a fairy tale. Tapping on his window. Climbing inside to spend the night
with her lover./

Hiding behind a bush, she had a magnificent view of Matt lying on his
bed. He watched TV and looked bored out of his mind. /I can add some
excitement to his life tonight,/ Stephanie thought. Though she had
doubted herself. Before, her plans of surprising Matt and climbing
through his window seemed so whimsical. It seemed like a gesture that
would start the next chapter of their love together. Now, in the
darkness of the woods and peering through her stepbrother's window, she
began to doubt herself. /Maybe he would think it was creepy?/

As she struggled with what to do next, she watched the door open to her
brother's room and a woman entered. A woman Stephanie had never seen
before. A beautiful woman. Though she had done little more than stand
in the doorway, Stephanie felt her cheeks go flush with anger. /Who is
this girl? What is she doing in his bedroom this late? This is
inappropriate. She can't be here./

Her rage boiled over when Matt didn't send her away and they sat on the
floor together. As the night wore on and Matt and this woman's
flirtation persisted, Stephanie fumed. Bugs and mosquitos ate at her
ankles and neck, but she paced in the woods. And when the moment she
knew was coming happened, Stephanie could barely contain herself. This
woman's hands were all over her stepbrother. Matt tried his best to
pull away from her attempts. To resist. But she was so aggressive.

When they started having sex, Stephanie's fingers dug into the bark of
the nearest tree. No longer did she fantasize about climbing in the
window to make love to her lover. Stephanie wanted to bash this bitch's
head in with a rock. The visual became too much for her to bear and she
retreated to the woods, returning to her car. Tossing and turning, she
stewed all night over the sight she had seen. But only if she knew, it
was only the beginning.

Throughout the week Matt spent on vacation, Stephanie followed him
every minute she could. Her phone had no signal, but she used her note
taking app to document everything he did from breakfast to how long she
thought he slept, and, when he was forced to have sex with that cow of
a woman- which she learned was named Erica, Stephanie even recorded how
long that lasted. /What a cunt name./

Stephanie had found her profile online and learned that Erica was also
a stepsister of Matt's and that the Cadillac SUV belonged to her
husband, no less. The fact that Erica was his stepsister only
infuriated her more. Like she wasn't the only one. Like she was being
replaced. By the last night of their stay at the campgrounds, Stephanie
had struck a new low. She had an argument via text using the community
room Wi-Fi with her manager about not coming in to work tomorrow, and
she was fired. When she tried to buy a treat from the store in the
community room, Stephanie found out her mother had put a hold on their
shared credit card account.

"Fucking bitch..." Stephanie cursed under her breath. /This day. This
week. Hell, this month had been terrible for me. Last month, Matt was
all mine. And this month I have all this other bullshit./

Stephanie stood still as she watched Erica do her nightly routine of
invading Matt's personal space. She watched from behind her usual bush
as Erica sucked her stepbrother's cock. What pissed Stephanie off
beyond anything was seeing the pleasure on Matt's face. /He didn't
enjoy it. He couldn't. He was faking it. Just wait, Matt. When I get
you to myself again, you'll feel what it really feels like to get your
dick sucked. Not like this cheating cunt here.../

Stephanie wasn't sure when the rock got in her hand, but she felt her
fingertips and thumb brushing debris from the stone as she turned the
softball sized stone in her hand. She watched the bitch's head bob up
and down on Matt's shaft and imagined beating the back of her skull in
over and over again. It started as a fantasy in her thoughts, but then
she found her feet stepping closer towards the window.

She wasn't thinking of anything but her hate of Erica. Her hate of
everything that week. Of how she wanted it to go back to normal. Of how
she wanted all the people to disappear except Matt and her. Suddenly
she was standing at the bush nearest to Matt's window, watching Erica
swallow cum like the whore she was and roll to her back. Stephanie
moved the sharpest edge of the rock outward and felt her fingers clamp
down on the rock. She squeezed it so hard her hand trembled.

The daggers Stephanie stared at Erica's stupid face were interrupted
when her gaze flickered briefly to Matt's eyes and he realized he was
staring at her. She moved slightly and Matt's eyes followed and his
brow furrowed. Stephanie was standing out in the open. /He sees me. He
sees me!/

"Oh, shit!" Stephanie whispered in a panic as she dove behind a bush.
The rock fell from her hand as she ran through the woods. /He knows I
was here! He knows I'm following him!/

Story Tags: stepsister; stepbrother; step%20fantasy; taboo; stalking;
female%20orgasm; masturabtion; cream%20pie; incest; slut

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