Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

Looking up, she smiled widely and sat up, then practically jumped into his arms. “Afternoon my love,” she said.

“Hey,” he replied. They stared at each other for a few minutes, silently communicating.

“Have fun last night?” he asked, kissing her.

She smiled, nodding. “Sure did. How did my husband do?”

He smiled. “Honey, I don’t think I’ll be able to get Mr. Happy up for a solid week.”

She giggled, rolling her eyes as he let her slide to the floor.

“So you were okay with catching me in the act this morning?” she asked.

He smiled, nodding. “Of course! Did you like having two guys inside you?”

She grinned widely. “I saw Dana doing that last night and had to try it this morning.”

He chuckled. “At first I thought he was going to put it in your butt,” he said with a cheeky a grin.

She got a playfully shocked look on her face and put both hands back, covering her perfect rump with them. “Not my hiney!” she said, frowning.

He laughed, picking her up again and kissing her. She giggled.

“So, you’ve never wanted that?” he asked.

She shrugged. “Not personally. I mean, I guess I’ll do it if someone wanted to.”

He smiled. “I think I might hurt you if I tried it. Maybe one of the other guys though.”

She nodded in agreement, kissing him again before wriggling her way to the ground.

“Everyone else leave?” he asked, heading toward the bathroom.

“Yeah. We had sandwiches for lunch, and everyone was very thankful and happy with how it all turned out. They all left, except for you and the Murphy girls. Mark got dressed and said he was going for a run, the crazy bastard. You gonna shower?” she asked.

He smiled, nodding. “I’m sore babe,” he said. She giggled, then turned, seeing a sleepy Becky come into the room.

“Hey there,” Kelly said, going over and putting her arm around the young woman.

“Hi,” she replied, smiling widely but weakly.

Kelly giggled. “What did you do to the poor girl?”

Becky moved with her and they all three stepped into the bathroom, Duncan reaching in to turn on the water. “He was sooooo good last night, Kel,” she said. “I think he might have killed my sister though,” she said, giggling. “She definitely has some brain damage.”

Duncan laughed at that and shook his head. “That wasn’t my fault. She was like that when we met her.”

Becky briefly cackled at that and shook her head.

Kelly looked up at him curiously. “Did you drop her or something?”

He laughed, shaking his head again. “Heck no, she’s just so tight,” he said.

“And he’s so fucking thick,” Becky said, stumbling into the shower and holding her hand out to steady herself.

“Help her, baby,” Kelly bade. “She’s obviously having trouble walking.”This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Duncan smiled, nodding. Becky smiled, turning as he grabbed a loofah and some of Kelly’s girly body wash. Over the next twenty minutes, the two of them alternated rubbing each other’s sore and tired muscles and washing body parts. Becky behaved herself, as did Duncan, only kissing each other a little bit.

“You know, you’ll eventually have to return to your boyfriend,” he said.

She smiled, shrugging. “You’re certainly welcome to tell him I’m yours now,” she said, turning and looking up at him, her eyes looking more serious than he expected. He smiled, kissing her on the forehead and letting her lean against his muscled chest.

“I’m just kidding, of course,” she said, sighing happily as the two stood in the warm water. He smiled, looking down and kissing her forehead. “Well, mostly,” she admitted. “I love the man, but I have to confess that you give me downright rotten thoughts.”

He laughed at that, seeing her looking up at him cheekily. “You get dirty thoughts?” he asked.

“Hell yes. Like making Danielle go live with Rachel and Mark and taking her place as the household sex puppet,” she said. “I’d have to beat her up though, probably.”

He chuckled. “That’s a fight I’d like to see,” he said.

She grinned, then looked back down and held him there for a bit longer. Sighing, she finally agreed with him that it was time to get out, and the two went about drying each other off before getting dressed.

Rachel got up a little later after Duncan and Becky sat down for some more sandwiches that Kelly made for them, both of them eating together at the kitchen table.

The nude sister entered the kitchen, and Kelly waved Becky back down as she stood to go and help. The back door opened, and the four saw Mark entering covered in sweat.

“Oh, good, you can shower with her,” Kelly said, holding Rachel up. She smiled sleepily.

He chuckled, then went and kissed Becky. “Morning Darling,” he said. Grinning, she swatted him on the butt as he stepped around her. “Morning Darling,” he said, leaning over and kissing Duncan on the forehead. Kelly and Becky both laughed as Duncan wiped his forehead, Mark grinning widely.

“Morning sugartits,” Duncan said, shoving Mark away.

“Did you rearrange my girlfriend’s guts?” he asked, pseudo punching at him.

Duncan grinned. “I guarantee she’s going to have trouble walking now,” he said.

“And sitting down… and not thinking about that dick,” she added, drawing a playful scowl.

“Focus!” Kelly said. “Nude college girl needs a big strong man to shower her off.”

Rachel giggled sleepily, stumbling over and grabbing on to Mark. He smiled, kissing her and leading her to the guest bathroom.

After lunch, Becky, despite Kelly’s protests, Kelly, and Duncan, all went about stripping the beds and gathering up all the blankets and sheets that had been procured by everyone. Pillowcases, towels, and lost clothing joined the pile, and Kelly and Becky went about sorting and starting a load together.

The three went to the den after that, Becky lying her head in Duncan’s lap as they all talked.

“Wait,” Becky said, sitting up. She held her hand up for them to be quiet. The unmistakable cry of pleasure from her sister hit her ears, and she sighed shaking her head. “He’s not supposed to be fucking her again,” she said, giggling.

“Good lord,” Kelly agreed. “Poor girl is going to end up in a coma.”

Duncan and Becky both joined her as they laughed in amused disbelief. Emerging from the shower a few minutes later, looking surprisingly refreshed, the two were still clinging to each other and kissing like they were in high school.

“God, get a room,” Becky said.

Mark smiled, shrugging. The three got their things together shortly after, and once a protracted goodbye had been said, finally left.

Danielle and Kara emerged a little bit later, and the showers started again.

That evening, the four relaxed, Duncan and Kelly letting Danielle off the hook from her submissive duties, even though she was happily proclaiming that she wanted to do whatever they asked.

That evening, both new roommates announced that they would be staying in their own beds that night, and Duncan and Kelly were both secretly grateful. Everyone clearly needed a break.

For the next couple of days, Duncan felt completely “sexed out.” Sure, he complimented his girls when he saw them, but he really felt no desire to be anything more than affectionate with them. He supposed that was a good thing, since it meant that he could concentrate on work without sex constantly distracting him.

It turned out to be perfect timing as work seemed to pick up, and the office was busier than ever. Still, after three days of no sex and only normal affection from his wife and two live-in lovers, Duncan was surprised that he wasn’t feeling the urge to get frisky. He didn’t think anything was broken, of course, but figured that it would be another day or so before he started to feel aroused or even horny again.

Tuesday , Kara poked her head in the office after lunch to ask him if he wanted a quick blowjob. He smiled and shook his head, eliciting a frown and a wink. That evening, he helped Danielle with some homework from one of her new classes, and he realized then that he had quite the odd little family built around him. He kept the thoughts to himself though and concentrated on helping her.

On Wednesday, he’d gone in and looked at the rough photo-sets and video of his two shoots with Camille and Frank and the two models that had acted with him. They looked good, and the ever-bubbly Sara was even more adorable than ever. She repeatedly told him what a great time she’d had and how much she’d enjoyed it all, as well as asking when they could work together again.

Camille had asked him if he’d be good to shoot on Thursday, and he told her he honestly didn’t know. She told him that she also had a spot on Saturday but knew that he had permanent plans then as well. He told her that he’d just have to see how he felt on Thursday, and decided that he might as well see if he could go through with it, as he really didn’t want to do a shoot or two on Saturday and then go to the party that night. He figured he could fake an internal orgasm or do as Camille had suggested before and let them use a fake load.

He wasn’t sure he was going to be up to the task.

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