Busted By My Stepbrother (Steamy Stepbrother Taboo Romance) Page 2

  He clearly thought I was a total slut. I almost admitted that I had been planning on having sex with Jimmy just so he’d know I wasn’t a total cock tease like he was making me out to be, but I wasn’t sure it was a lot better to admit that I was going to have sex with someone I had practically just met. Despite our differences, Nathan’s opinion really did matter to me. I loved him. Like a brother, sure, but maybe even a little bit more as well.

  Nathan raised an eyebrow as I moved closer to him, clearly wondering what I was planning. I wasn’t even sure myself. A bizarre and naughty idea was forming in my head, one I knew I should ignore but didn’t think I’d be able to. Especially not after Jimmy was chased out right in the middle of things a few minutes ago.

  "There must be something I can do..." I was looking him in the face, letting a smile creep up on my face as a hint as to what I was getting at. In a moment of sheer boldness, I even let my fingertips brush lightly against the front of his pants. He gasped and looked down to see if it was an accident.

  It wasn’t. My palm was resting against him completely now, right along the contours of his cock which I was pleasantly surprised to feel get instantly hard through his trousers.

  "Meg!" he exclaimed.

  "Oh come on, Nathan," I said as my fingers closed along his shaft right through the fabric of his pants. "We're both adults here." Even if he rarely thinks of me as one.

  Nathan stepped back and stared at me in shock, but I could clearly see his cock straining against his pants, even as his eyes were having trouble staying focused on my face. They kept dropping down to take in my tits. I watched as he gave his head a little shake before frowning at me.

  "That's enough," he said. "I think there is only one adult here, and one child. A child that has gone too long without a proper punishment."

  "Oh come on," I laughed. "What are you gonna do? Spank me?" Sometimes he really seemed like he wanted to be my father instead of my brother.

  "That's exactly what I'm going to do," he suddenly barked. As if something in side of Nathan finally snapped, he grabbed me by the forearm firmly and yanked hard, practically dragging me toward the bed. I stumbled as I struggled to catch up but then he pulled me off balance and I fell forward, right across his lap.

  "You're never too old for a spanking," he said. "Especially if you've been deserving one for as long as you have. If our parents aren’t willing to discipline you, then maybe I’m the only one left to do it."

  Nathan lifted his arm quickly, letting it fall hard and fast, palm slapping against the cotton panties covering my ass. I let out a little yelp as the first blow hit, but then I realized that it actually didn’t hurt all that much. As much of a show as Nathan was putting on, he couldn’t actually bring himself to hit me hard. I couldn’t help but giggle.

  "I can't believe this," I said, pulling against the arm that was holding me down as I struggled to free myself. "Let me up. This is ridiculous."

  As if the thin cotton of my panties had been the only thing holding back the sting of his slap, Nathan growled as he grabbed a hold of the sides of my underwear and yanked them down until they were mid thigh. Now I really did yell and start to squirm. How dare he actually pull my panties down? I was just teasing before, and I’m sure giggling just made him more angry, but this was crossing the line.

  "Nathan, what the fuck!"

  My mouth snapped shut when he began to spank me again, this time the sting of flesh on flesh hurt a lot more, and the sound of the slaps rung in my ears. I couldn’t help but cry out for real this time as he continued his blows. After about a dozen he finally stopped. I could feel my ass burning, and I imagined it was very red. All of the squirming had gone out of me, and the only thing I had the energy to do was whimper softly.

  I felt one of my legs slide off of Nathan’s knees now that he wasn’t holding me in place, causing my legs to spread a bit, but I didn’t care. I was worried that if I moved at all he would think I was resisting and start spanking me again.

  Nathan

  As my sister lay across my legs, I finally let my eyes gaze down at her fleshy globes. Aside from the pink hand prints, she had a magnificent ass that had felt soft and smooth each time I had slammed my hand down on it. I still can’t believe I got so carried away and actually spanked her. Something about her attitude always just drove me crazy, though. Still, pulling down her panties was probably over the line, even if it did allow my eyes to feast on this amazing sight.

  One of her thighs had fallen off of my knees, causing them to spread a bit, and by tilting my head I could see down into the crack between them. Her pussy lips were pouty and full, and completely hairless. At least from the angle I was looking.

  I felt Meg finally start to push up on her arms in an attempt to get away, so I pressed her back down with one arm and then slapped her again with my free hand.

  "I didn't say you could get up," I said.

  She said nothing, but this time didn't try to get back up. My hand rested on her ass now, as I hadn't taken it away after the last slap. Whether consciously or not, now that I was touching her I could feel the heat emanating from where I had been pounding and I started to rub her cheek slowly. I felt her stiffen against me as I did, clearly wondering what it was I was doing, massaging her bare ass. Hell, I was wondering the same thing. What was I doing?

  "This will take the sting away," I said, continuing to rub. Her flesh was so smooth I couldn't stop myself. The almost invisible downy hairs that covered her skin tickled my palm as I ran it along her flesh. My cock felt like a steel rod in my pants now, and I was sure she could feel it poking into her upper thigh.

  "Do you think that maybe you'll start taking things more seriously now?" I asked, my voice wasn't as harsh now as my anger had been released with the thrashing I had delivered against her naked flesh.

  "Yes, brother," she said.

  I don't know why she chose to call me brother at that point, or what it was about how she did it, but as soon as she said it I nearly creamed my pants. My cock jumped and I felt her shift. There's no way she didn't feel that.

  My fingers continued to graze along her ass, but now I let them move downwards along her thigh. I knew I should stop myself, but I couldn't. She was too beautiful. My cock was too hard. It had been too long since I’d had sex, which was something I still blamed Meg for, whether that was a valid complaint or not. My palm slid around her thigh just above her panties and then I moved it up again. I felt her tense along me once more and then my index finger made contact with her pussy lips and she jumped slightly in response.

  As she did, I slipped it up a bit higher and when she settled back down it caused my finger to push between her lips slightly. Oh my! Meg was actually as wet as I was hard.

  "What the hell is this?" I asked, pressing my finger harder against her, pushing deeper into her folds. "Is this turning you on?"

  Meg gasped against my intrusion, wiggling her hips a bit. Whether it was to get me to continue or to stop, I wasn't sure. "You are a nasty girl, sis," I said. I lifted my hand up and slapped her ass again, but not quite as hard this time. I then squeezed it and let my finger slide between her cheeks again, back down to her wetness.

  This time she wiggled and it was definitely against me as opposed to away. I made up my mind at that point. There was no going back now anyway. I had crossed the line as soon as I had pulled down her panties. Now it was just a matter of how deep I was willing to get into this. And I wanted to go deeper. A lot deeper.

  "Meg, I think you better show me what you were doing to that boy. Your behavior has put me in a state that requires release, and since you were the one that caused it, it only makes sense that you fix it." It was a pretty weak argument, I admit, but I didn't care at that point. I was going out of my mind with my nubile young virginal sister draped half naked across my waist.

  To my surprise, Meg wasted no time slipping off my lap and kneeling down in front of me. She looked up with that little half smile, and I wondered instantly whether or not I had somehow been played. Who was in control here, anyway?

  Before I could dwell on it, her hands were on the front of my pants, working the button free and yanking on the zipper. Within seconds she had them undone and was pulling them down my legs, bringing my boxers along with them. My ten inch cock sprung free, bouncing back and forth until she returned her attention to it with a little gasp.

  "Wow," she said. "That's a lot bigger than what I'm used to..."

  I smiled, having seen the boy from earlier as he jumped out of bed. I had at least two inches on him, and I was much thicker.

  Meg rubbed her hand up and down my shaft to start, warming my cock with the friction before starting to lick around the head and then up and down the length. When she had completely coated me with her saliva, she started to stroke it again as her mouth took me in at the tip. I wanted no part in being teased, though. I grabbed the back of her head and pushed her down, hearing with satisfaction as she whimpered when I hit the back of her throat.

  I released my grip and she pulled up with a gasp, but only for long enough to catch her breath before I pushed her down again. I continued that way until she got the hint and started to deep throat me on her own, finally getting the hang of it with only the occasional gagging noise. I felt like I was going to explode, but it was too soon, so I grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her off.

  "That's enough," I said. "Take your shirt off. I want to see your tits."

  "Ok, Nathan," she said.

  Meg reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head, letting her big breasts spill forward. The nipples were dark and brown, with matching areolas that were begging to be sucked. I’d thought about those tits a lot in the last year, although I never thought I’d actually get a chance to see them, much less touch them.

  Putting my hands under her arms, I lifted her easily from the floor and swung her onto the bed on her back. I was momentarily distracted by the fur above her pussy. It was light brown, and was trimmed neatly above her lips, which themselves were shaved bare. I would definitely return to that in a few minutes.

  My hands fell upon the flesh of her breasts and I squeezed them firmly, watching her face wince at first before my fingers found her nipples. I gave them both a little tweak and then opened my mouth, lowering my head to take one between my lips and give it a little bite. She squeaked again, and I bit harder before moving and doing the same to the other soft and silky breast. I let her nipple roll around in my mouth one last time before I gave them a final squeeze with my hands and sat up.

  My cock was sticking straight up in the air, desperate for more attention but I needed it to calm down. I felt like if she even touched it again I would blow my load, and when that happened I definitely wanted it to be worth it.

  I turned my attention back to the neat little nest of hair between her legs. She closed them tightly, and I got a feeling that was her habitual response when she was teasing one of her little boyfriends. It wasn't going to fly with me, however. It was time I took back control.

  "Open them up," I commanded.

  Meg

  Things were moving so fast with Nathan I barely had time to think. First he was spanking my ass, then I was on my knees deep throating his cock, and now I was on my back and he was demanding that I spread my legs. My hesitation certainly wasn’t due to lack of desire for him, I’d been dreaming about my big brother for most of the last year. I was just so in shock, and keeping my legs closed had been a habit for so long, despite the fact that I had been ready to open them for Jimmy less than an hour ago.

  "Now!" my brother barked after I hesitated too long in doing as he asked. Ever since the spanking he had taken on a more authoritative tone and attitude, and although I had balked at first, I was finding that I actually liked it when he told me what to do. When he took control. He was so powerful.

  "Yes, Nathan," I said, letting my thighs slowly begin to spread. My labia opened up beneath the brown patch of pubic hair that I had left when I shaved for Jimmy this morning, and I could even see the moisture glistening from within their folds from my angle, propped up on my elbows and looking down my own body.

  Nathan reached forward, pressing a finger in with ease. There was no resistance; I was just so wet and ready for whatever he was planning to do. I could only hope he was planning to do everything.

  "Do you let boys touch you down here?" he asked.

  "Only once," I admitted. "The first time."

  "Why only the first time?"

  "It hurt." I remember Peter Palmer. It was back in grade 10 and he had tried to shove two fingers into me when I was completely dry. He even broke my hymen before I could even stop him. What a nightmare that was. It was the first time I gave a blow job, and the only reason I did that was to distract him from wanting to try again. Of course, I ended up kind of liking sucking dick, and I just got better from there. But I never worked up the courage to let any of the guys I was with go any further on me for fear of a repeat of the Peter incident. Eventually I knew that it was silly, and that if I was wet enough everything would go smoothly, but by then snapping my legs shut had become a habit.

  "Ah," Nathan said, nodding.

  "Does this hurt?" He pushed in a second finger and both of them sank up to their second knuckles. I gasped in response but managed to shake my head. Hurt? No. Feel fucking fantastic? Yes.

  "What about this, have you ever had a guy do this?" My brother lowered his head as he slid his wet fingers out of my hole and touched my clit with his tongue. I jumped in response.

  "No," I panted. But I’ve always wanted one to!

  He licked me a few more times, digging his tongue into my moist pussy and then dragging it up along my lips to my clit. He then took that between his lips and nibbled, running his tongue along it inside his mouth before returning below to start all over again.

  "Do you like it?" He asked, finally coming up for a quick breath.

  All I let out was a little groan in response as I felt my eyeballs roll up in my head. Where has this been all my life?

  Nathan let his mouth fasten against my tight little nub again as he slid his fingers back into me. I couldn’t help but arch my back and let out a scream, juices starting to flood out of my hot pussy to flow around his fingers and against his chin. The orgasm was sudden and surprising, and it was a good thing our parents weren’t home. Hopefully they weren’t even on the same block as us, because even then they would have heard the screams that Nathan drew out of me. When he finally stopped, I fell back down onto the bed, breathing heavily.

  "Holy shit," I said.

  "You ain't felt nothing, yet." Nathan climbed up onto the bed, pushing my thighs apart with his own and positioning his cock at my wet entrance. Before I knew it, he began to rub it up and down along my soaked lips as he looked into my eyes.

  "What are you doing, Nathan?" Of course I was pretty sure I knew what he was doing, but I felt like I should at least pretend to be surprised before I let him ravish me.

  "You want to be treated like a grown up, then it's time you became a woman and started acting like one. Didn't you like what I just did to you with my mouth?"

  "Yes, very much."

  "Then trust me when I say you'll like this even more."

  "Okay." Finally, I was going to get fucked. And not by some stupid freshman I barely knew, but by the man I’d been fantasizing about for ages. The man I’d lived under the same roof with for years. The man I called my stepbrother.

  A smile curled onto his lips, and then he waited no longer. With a powerful thrust of his hips he pushed forward, impaling me in one stab of his thick cock.

  I yelled again, although this time there was a bit of pain mixed with the pleasure. It only lasted a moment, and then the pleasure took over and the sounds coming out of me were matching grunts and groans to those that coming from my brother. As his hips began to move back and forth, sliding along my slippery and tight insides, both of us panted and moaned into each other. The walls of my pussy surrounded his flesh, enveloping him in a warm embrace that I never wanted to end. Although I had expected to have sex today, the way it actually happened was beyond all of my wildest imaginings. And I couldn’t be happier.

  Nathan’s hairy chest rubbed along my big breasts as his body slipped and slapped along mine. Soon I lifted my legs to wrap them around his waist, pulling him closer each time he tried to withdraw as I surrendered to the pleasure.

  I felt Nathan’s hands slip into my hair, grabbing a mass of it for leverage as his hips continued to slam against mine. A hand slid between our sweaty bodies, grasping one of my long erect nipples and giving it a squeeze. I gasped into his ear and then bit down on his lobe in response.