None of the characters of this story are under the age of 18 and this story is not based on reality. All of the characters and events are purely figments of my imagination. I hope you enjoy. This is my first story so please comment and let me know what you think. I'd love to hear any advice, suggestions, or compliments, but no hate comments please.
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I woke up to the bright morning sun glaring me in the face. I quickly squinted my eyes shut and rolled over on my face, groaning. Sleep still pulled at my eyes, dragging me in to that dark warm place called dreamland. But I knew I had to wake up. I slowly dragged myself from my bed and looked at my clock. 8:37 it said. Crap, I had slept in later than I wanted. I looked at myself in the mirror that was my closet door and assessed myself. My dark brown hair in a bit of a mess, I reached up and ran my fingers through it to comb it down. I felt my morning hard-on pressing against the confines of my boxer shorts. It seemed to only harden after I got up and it started swinging back and forth.
I went over to my drawers and pulled out some clothes. I went over to the door dividing my room from the bathroom. The way the house plan was set up my bedroom and my stepsister Rosemary's bedrooms were connected by a bathroom. She and I share the bathroom, which so far has worked quite well. Although occasionally I will find an amber brown hair on my towel or in the shower. She is about 5' 4" and has kinda small boobs, but has an ass that has attracted many boys, along with those porcelain legs. I have never peeked in on my sister intentionally but I have seen a flash of skin every once in a while and been very turned on. But I'm no perv, I wouldn't do that intentionally.
I walked in to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I took off my underwear, my morning hardness still there; I gave it a good couple of strokes before I heard something. It was the sound of the door opening...
I woke up this morning having slept like a rock, my back deliciously warm. I sat up and turned to look at the 22 year old person who I was sharing my bed with. Her blonde hair spread out on my pillow she was, more like an angel than my cousin as she slept. Sandra and I had been sharing a bed since we were toddlers, and since my stepbrother, Alex has taken up residence in our spare bedroom since he was fifteen. His family had died in a fire at his family reunion. He and his mother had been the only ones to survive.
My mother had died giving birth to me, and for that I am forever grateful. My father had done his best to raise me until I was 15, when he got married to Christina, Alex's mom. She is the nicest woman I have ever met and I have since grown to accept her as my mother, but it isn't the same connection that I have with my Dad. We have been close forever.
I rummaged through my drawers and pulled out the clothes that I had decided would look good today. I heard a rustling in the covers behind me and looked to see Sandra sitting up in the bed. She was wearing nothing but her panties and a tank top. Through the tank top I couldn't help but notice that her nipples were hard and poking in to the thin material of her shirt. If there was one thing that everybody knew about Sandra, it was that she was not shy about skin. This sometimes made her come across as slutty or lesbian even, but it was just the way she was.
"Whatcha doing?" she asked, the fringes of sleep still prevalent in her voice.
"Just going to take a quick shower." I told her. She stood up and came over to her bag and pulled out her clothes. She had picked out a pair of shorts that seemed a bit too short for my taste, and a tank top. She then set her clothes on top of my dresser and took off her tank top.
She had large breasts with nipples that stuck out very proudly. Many a boy had dreamt of touching those gorgeous things. She saw me staring and gave them a playful little jiggle. She was proud of the set that she had and didn't deny it. Next she reached down and pulled her underwear off.
"When did that happen?" I asked, pointing to the smooth skin above her vagina.
"I got it waxed last week," she replied, "hurt like hell, but it sure looks good; and the guys like it."
Thinking about this I didn't notice the sound of the shower turning on. I picked up my clothes and went in to the bathroom. Standing there, cock in hand was Alex. He had a boner and was facing me with it in his hand. I had to admit it was quite impressive; 7 inches at least.
There was a moment of confusion before either of us actually registered that one was naked with a boner. He turned away from me and tried to cover himself with a towel off the rack, and I turned tail and jumped back in to my room.
"What happened?" Sandra asked, having put on her underwear.
"Well, I walked in to the bathroom," I responded tentatively, "but Alex was already in there. He was full naked and uh... he had a boner."
"Really?!" She said incredulously," How big was he?"
"Uh... Seven inches or so? Why?"
"Because; he's kinda cute."
She had fried my brain.
"WHAT?! He's your cousin! My Brother!" I shouted in shock.
"STEP-brother!" she said.
My brain was now working overtime trying to wrap itself around the concept of my stepbrother being attractive.
"Think about it Rose." She said, "He's a swimmer and a runner, which means he's got a well toned body. He's super nice and a total gentleman sometimes. He is an attractive guy. You just have a hard time seeing him that way because you have accepted him as your brother. But he doesn't look at you that way."
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is," she said exasperated, "he looks at you in the same way he would look at any other cute girl he sees, but he plays it cool, doesn't make a move because he's afraid it might mess things up. Tell me have you
really
not noticed the way he looks at you sometimes?"
Now that I thought about it, he
did
look at me funny sometimes. He had this look in his eyes that I couldn't quite place.
"Well... I has looked at me funny before." I said.
"SEE! You know what I'm talking about!" she exclaimed, "now get some breakfast started before your Mom gets up. You know that she would appreciate that.
I left the room with my head spinning. I couldn't wrap my head around the concept that my cousin had just brought it up. What she was talking about was beyond weird, yet... it did ring true in some respects.
My brother
was
an attractive guy. A lot of my friends certainly thought so. One of them, Ashley, even dated him for a few weeks. Still. Your brother is your brother. Right?
30 minutes later I had a piping hot breakfast assembled on the dining room table for all who were willing to sit at it. I had made French toast, eggs, and bacon, which was one of my personal favorites to have for breakfast. My Stepmom had come out about five minutes before breakfast was ready and had grabbed breakfast as soon as it was ready and zipped off to work.
"Bye honey. Enjoy the week off okay? I should be home around 10 tonight your father won't be back until tomorrow night." She said.
"Okay. Have a good day at work!" I replied. With that she was out the door.
My stepmom was a beautiful woman for her age. Standing at 5' 3" she was rather short but had large breasts and a shapely body. Her dark hair spilled down to the small of her back. I knew from what I had heard that there were some women her age that envied her youthful looks.
As I heard the front door shut and her car drive away I looked to see Alex making his way down the stairs. He came in to the kitchen and grabbed a plate out of the cabinet. He walked over to the table and sat down looking at me expectantly so that I may join him. I pulled my chair back and sat down to see Sandra coming down the stairs...
As I came down the stairs I saw that Rosemary had made breakfast, French toast, with eggs and bacon. I also saw that Alex had beaten me down here. After I sat down and we all began to eat our breakfast I began to sense the rising tension between Rose and Alex. Feeling like they needed a little room to breathe without my presence, I left the room.
"I need to go to the bathroom guys, I'll be back in just a minute." I announced.
I stood up and walked down the hallway to the bathroom.
Yet I found myself stopping and listening to what they were going to say. Rose was the first to break the ice.
"Look Alex, I really didn't mean to barge in on you like that," she said before beginning to speak rapidly, "I wasn't expecting to walk in on you naked; much less with a boner, and then you caught me by surprise, and I couldn't help staring because.."
He cut her off, "Look Rose, accidents happen. I know you didn't mean it. Remember when I walked in on you getting dressed a month or two ago."
"That was different; I was in my underwear." She replied.
"Still." He said.
I had to admit I was a little turned on by all of this. Then. My dirty mind started to formulate a plan. A dirty, sexy plan. And she knew just how to spin it.
After Breakfast ended and the dishes had been done, I was on my up the stairs, my horny mind still thinking about my plan.
"Hey, I've gotta go in to town to check up on a friend of mine. You remember Alicia? She was in a car accident a few days ago, but I'll be back in a few, okay?" I heard Rose say.
"Alright." Alex said in response, "Do you know where the charger to my computer is?"
"It's in my room, I had to borrow it." She stated.
"Alright, I'll get it after I'm finished loading the dishwasher." He said back.
This conversation sent my plan in to overdrive. I waited until I heard Rose leave before going in to her room and stripping down naked. My pussy had gotten wet from me thinking about my devious little plan so it felt amazing to get a little relief down there. I started rubbing myself, starting around the outside edges of my pussy lips and working my way in. I let out a low moan. Damn it felt good. Soon I had slipped a finger in and was moving my body all around in pleasure. Almost lost in my lusty haze, I almost didn't hear the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.