His POV - Step Brother x Step Sister
This a short story between two parties above the age of 18.
I laid in bed feeling more turned on that I ever have in my life. I can't believe I was worked up over something so innocent.
Earlier at dinner, my sister tripped on the way to her seat. With my luck, I wound up being the one she landed on. Her face fell right on my crotch as her hands hit my thighs in an attempt to catch herself. She quickly righted herself, sat down and dinner continued as normal. Except this time I had a raging hard on underneath the table.
I don't know why she affected me like this.
She was my sister.
Technically step sister, so we weren't actually related, but we might as well been. We were raised together and have been siblings forever. It's so wrong for me to feel anything but familial towards her.
When our parents got married both of us were young enough to barely remember it. We had always been in each other's lives and were raised together. She never seemed to find it weird to grow up with someone her age that wasn't blood related. I wish I was the same.
I think I had always harbored a small crush on her, but recently it was like something sparked in my brain. The way she moved, smelled, every little thing I noticed and craved. I think a part of me thought that now that we were both legal adults it was okay, as if our age gave me permission to think of her a certain way.
It was sick and depraved but I can't deny that there's something satisfying about your soulmate literally under the same roof as you and no one else knows. I could accidentally slip into the bathroom and catch her in the shower and no one questioned a thing. It was totally normal for that stuff to happen when you shared a bathroom without a lock. No one ever suspected it was anything but innocent. I could get away with so many stolen glances. I was also allowed to ward off boys because I'm just a good brother.
Innocent.
I traced her features in my mind and thought of the body that I'd seen on the rare occasion. I've been trying to jack off all night but I just end up feeling sexually frustrated. Maybe I'll just take a quick peek in her room and see if that helps my problem. She's been in bed for well over two hours now so there's no fear of her being up. It wasn't really that big of a deal. If one of our parents catches me in her room I'll just say I heard a noise.
I softly padded in her space, quietly shutting her door. I stood over her bed and stared at her like a total creeper. At least I was honest with myself about what I was. She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. No one would ever be able to catch my eye like her. She was just so precious. My forbidden fruit that I craved to sneak a taste of.
A taste.
Maybe... no, I can't. But, maybe... I could. I could just sneak a quick taste and then leave before she noticed a thing. The girl really does sleep like the dead anyway. She'd be none the wiser.
Nodding to myself I begin to very carefully pull back her covers. She doesn't even stir. Her legs look so good exposed to me. Her virginal white panties are tight against her mound. I can see everything. My rough fingers graze her smooth skin as I pull her panties off, pocketing them. I hope she doesn't question why they were gone in the morning.
I can't believe I'm doing this. Sure, I've thought about it from time to time, but it was always a fantasy. I'm not sure what is different tonight. Maybe I've just gone so crazy with lust that all rational thought has finally left my mind.
Well, that's definitely somewhat true because what I'm doing right now is certainty past rational. It's just plain insanity, on top of that, the risks of being caught are so much higher. There is no way I can explain what I'm doing away.
I snap out of my thoughts to look down at my baby.
Her pretty pussy looks so delectable up close. I run my nose near the apex of her thighs, breathing in her scent.
God, I love her.
