OBSESSED WITH MY STEP (TABOO NOVELLA) (6 page)

“Of course,” I said, probably sounding over-excited.

“Sure. Be right out once all this mess is cleaned up,” Nick replied.

When Todd walked away, I looked at Nick and we shared a smile. Another close call. Almost as close as when my dad walked into Nick’s room on the ship.

“Let’s finish this another time.” Nick swatted my butt playfully.

We played cards with Todd until he got tired. Our parents were in the sunroom relaxing with their books and coffee. When we were satisfied that it was safe to sneak away, Nick left first, giving me a knowing look. I followed him once Todd was distracted by the television. I walked into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. Nick was already naked behind the shower curtain. He stepped out of the shower and stood in front of me – cock erect.

“Parents? Todd?” he whispered.

“Don’t worry. They’re too preoccupied with their books and each other to notice we’re gone.”

I got on my knees. We had done this so many times in the bathroom, but never with family around. I raised my hands and Nick peeled my undershirt off over my head. Bare but for my panties, Nick caressed my tits, cupping my mounds and squeezing them tightly. I knew he enjoyed playing with my tits so I let him have his fun. I spread my knees wide and put my hand between my legs to feel my wet, swollen clit. Nick had his cock in his hand and held it to my face. I licked his cock with my tongue, tasting the drops of liquid trickling from the slit, and then taking him into my mouth, wrapping my lips lovingly around his hard erection.

I sucked him rather slowly, letting my saliva flow. He got more and more excited as I intensified my sucking. He pushed into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat each time, like he always did. He let out a low rumble and gripped the hair on the back of my head, pushing his cock further down my throat. I choked and Nick let go of me. I went down on my hands and knees, my butt jutting up towards him.

“Sorry,” he said, rubbing my back.

“I’m alright. Just caught me off guard.” I smiled as I positioned myself on the fuzzy bathroom rug.

Nick’s hand wandered up to my ass and he roughly kneaded my bottom. I softened in anticipation of what I knew was going to happen next. I lowered my shoulder and balanced my weight on my elbows, waiting for him to take me. My ass was turned up and my pink pussy was exposed. Nick pushed apart my butt cheeks and penetrated me slowly until he reached the hilt. Then, with both hands holding either sides of my waist, he began to pump me. I grabbed onto the bathroom rug for support.

Nick quickened the pace, fucking me deep and long. He was groaning in pleasure with every thrust. My breathing turned raspy and shallow as I struggled to contain the orgasm that was coming. With weeks of stolen love-making and the ever-present danger of being caught, we had learned to climax with minimal sound. I covered my mouth to muffle my grunts as I climaxed with a jolt. Nick was right behind me; in seconds, his seed flowed freely into me. I sat upright and leaned my back against Nick; we were both spent.

CHAPTER 11

I dreaded the end of summer because it meant Nick and I had to go our separate ways. But the summer did end, and we both had to go back to school. Nick went back to Minnesota and I went back to Boston. It was agonizing, but we figured we’d meet up some weekends or spend some short breaks together.

I went back to my normal school routine – classes, school work, and hanging out with my roommate. I did break up with Josh; it wasn’t as painful as I had anticipated. He was totally cool with the breakup, almost like he had been waiting for me tell him it was over. Within a few days of our splitting up, he was hanging around campus with another girl. That didn’t bother me at all because I had somebody a million times better than him: Nick.

I spoke with Nick every morning and every night via webcam, and a few times I even got naughty for him when I was alone in my room. One time, I flashed my boobs over the camera for him, but for the most part, I didn’t feel comfortable doing crazier stuff because I didn’t know where the camera images might end up.

We talked about life, school, our goals, our ambitions, and other mundane stuff like how our day went. Our relationship grew in leaps and bounds, and by the end of the semester, I was sure I was madly in love with him. I prepared to return home for Christmas filled with trepidation. I was planning on talking to my dad about my feelings for Nick, leaving out the part about our sexual involvement. I was tired of deceiving our parents, and besides, Dad had suggested that I find a boy that was deserving of me. I’d found him, but it just wasn’t who he had in mind.

I knew there would be disappointment and disapproval from everyone, and that some people would deem our relationship forbidden. Yes, maybe what we’re doing is forbidden to some, but to me, the fact that our parents got married did not mean we couldn’t be together as two consenting young adults. I had no guilty feelings whatsoever. It wasn’t like Nick and I were blood relatives.

I returned home on the same day as Nick. Even though we had planned to meet some weekends during the fall semester, it never happened because we were always busy and on limited budgets. So, when I saw him at home after three months of not being with him, I was super-excited and super-horny. I flew into his arms the moment I saw him but resisted the urge to kiss him deeply on his mouth. I had to play the sister-brother part.

“Nick,” I said hugging him in front of everyone. “I missed you, big brother.”

“Missed you too, Jena,” he said, giving me a light kiss on the head.

Aware that I had made a public display of deep affection for Nick, I went over to Todd and hugged him more deeply than I probably should have.

“Hey Jena, welcome back. I missed you too,” he said before I could say a word. I released my stronghold on Todd and kissed his forehead.

“Missed playing cards with you, buddy,” I said.

Dad and Alyssa were glad to see us home, and soon the family settled into a routine. Dad and Alyssa went to work in the morning, leaving just three of us at home. Todd was also on winter break. His presence made it so much more difficult for Nick and me to get together as often as we wanted to without raising his suspicion.

One morning while I was in the basement working out to a cheerleader’s exercise tape, I heard a sound behind me. I turned around to find Nick staring at me. I was not sure how long he had been watching me, but I could see that his cock was fully erect. I was in the middle of doing the yoga poses, in the position of downward dog. I could imagine the impression my ass was making, jutting up in the air as my body formed a perfect triangle. I wiggled my tush at Nick, eliciting a cheer from him.

Nick loved my fleshy bottom and had told me in more ways than one that he loved to grab my ass at every opportunity. Unfortunately, with other people in the house, he couldn’t do a lot of grabbing. I finished my pose and turned up the volume of the television, ready to rock my body to the cheer-dance mix.

“Jena,” Nick murmured. He moved towards me, his erection creating a bulge in his jeans, but he stopped when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

He quickly went over to the exercise bench and picked up some weights, pretending to be working on some arm curls. Todd walked down the stairs to inform us that he was going over to his friend’s next door to play and would be back in about three hours. As soon as we heard the door shut behind him, Nick dropped the dumbbells and focused all attention on me.

I was wearing thin cotton sweatpants and a sports bra. Both my arms were over my head, the muscles on my arms and shoulders very well-defined. The song playing on the video was “I Want that Big Trophy,” a song I was very familiar with. I twirled forward and did a quick series of complicated hand movements, all the while mouthing the rap lyrics of the mix track. The cheerleader’s video was my favorite workout exercise, and I had done it so many times that I had mastered almost every complicated move on the video.

“You used to be a cheerleader. I can tell,” Nick said.

“Yes, I was. Way back in high school. In fact, I still have my uniform.”

He smiled and I knew what he had in mind. I went upstairs and dug up my cheerleading outfit, which I hadn’t worn in forever, and came back to the basement.

“Turn around for a sec. I’m gonna put my uniform on and show you how good I was back in the days.” I knew when he turned around, he would be facing a full length wall mirror that hid nothing.

In the mirror, he would be able to see me undressing and hopefully that would heighten the fire I knew was burning in his loins for me. I watched him watch me take off my sweatpants. I had on black mini briefs that barely covered my ass. I shimmied up my cheerleader skirt but didn’t bother putting on the matching tight sweater top. Nick squirmed and swallowed hard. From where I stood, I could see his cock hardening even more. I did a few more stretches, bending forward and touching my toes, knowing that the short skirt would lift to reveal my panty-clad bottom to him. When I knew I had his full attention, I did a full split. I didn’t know I still had it in me, but I managed to pull it off without splitting my hips.

“Wow,” Nick said, turning from the mirror to look at me. “Can you do it again?”

I looked at him and noticed the humongous strain against his crotch area.

“For you, I will,” I said. I got up and did another full split, my legs going in opposite directions. “Would you want me to practice the split over you?”

Nick looked at me wide-eyed. He nodded quickly a couple of times.

“Come over,” I said, beckoning him to come to me. He walked sheepishly to me like someone in a daze.

I pulled down his elastic waist pants. He was full, thumping, rigid. I got on my knees and licked his engorged cock, pulling more of his shaft into my mouth as seconds passed, enveloping his cock with my lips. It didn’t take long for him to cum and become semi-flaccid. I let him catch his breath and dwell in the pleasure of his orgasm for a few minutes, then I took his cock back into my mouth. I worked him into a frenzy, using all the blow job skills known to me, and in a few minutes, I had him fully erect.

“Lie down and I’ll show you the split.” I said

He lay down and I stood astride him, my legs firmly wedged on each side of him. I knew my shaven mound was on display. His eyes were focused between my legs. Using my fingers, I spread the folds of my pussy and inserted one finger inside. I fingered myself for a few seconds and stopped. I could tell that he was ready to burst.

“Ready?” I asked as I got in position to do a full split.

He nodded, at a loss for words.

“Good. Keep an eye on my pussy and watch how it opens up when I descend.”

I got into position and in seconds went down to a full split slowly for his benefit, stopping shy of the tip of his cock. He looked at me in amazement, desire all over his face. I positioned my pussy right on the head of his cock and finished up the split by engulfing him into me. He let out a heavy moan. I squatted and started riding him, using his shoulders for support. I hadn’t had sex for the three months I was away for the fall semester, and I was determined to milk Nick for all he was worth. I pushed faster and faster, my strong legs supporting me as I glided back and forth on the entire length of his cock.

His cum came in warm squirts, and as soon as my pussy walls felt his warmth, they started to contract. Within seconds, I was moaning so loudly I bet our neighbors heard me. We lay in each other’s arms, spent.

“That was worth waiting for three months,” he said as he nibbled on my ear.

“You were waiting for me?” I was teasing.

“Jena, you may be my step-sister, but I can’t imagine anyone else I’d want to spend the rest of my life with.”

“I feel the same way, Nick.” I slipped my hand into his palm and squeezed his hand tight. He squeezed my hand in return. At that moment, I knew we would be together, forever, come hell or high water.

“We just have to find a way to tell our parents,” Nick said, reading my mind.

As we lay spent, I thought of all the ways that I would tell my dad that I had found the man of my dreams, his step-son, but no matter how many times I rehearsed the speech in my mind, it just didn’t come out right. I knew a lot of hearts were going to be broken, and heck, I may even be disowned, but I wanted to be honest with my family even if it meant hurting them. The sooner they knew what was going on, the sooner we could start figuring out the dynamics of our combined family. At least we weren’t blood-related so that should make things easier. I couldn’t wait for the evening when our parents returned from work. We had a lot to talk about. For now, I was already working up an appetite for Nick again!

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