*** Warning! Warning!
This story contains incest (step family), cuckolding/cheating, reluctance, bondage, m/m/f threesome, and other topics that not everyone may enjoy. If these items are not in your wheelhouse this story is not for you. Every now and then I want to try something a little different. If you stick around... I hope you like it.
-Penny***
Cooper kissed her, but it was sloppy as usual. She pushed him away and smiled, but internally she was sighing. Why was he so bad at this?
"Something wrong Katie?" Cooper asked, licking his lips.
She wiped her own with the back of her sleeve. "No," she lied. "Wanna come inside?"
"Is your stepdad or stepbrother home?" Cooper asked.
She shrugged. "Where else do you wanna go, then?" She already knew the answer, she just needed him to come up with it.
"So they're home then?" Cooper frowned. It was adorable.
She leaned into him, pressing her breasts against his chest. "I love you, Cooper. I promise it'll be fine. Let's go in, okay? Please?" She kissed him on his adorable pouty lips and he melted in her hands.
He sighed. "I still don't understand why you still live at home. You're twenty two already." She gave him her puppy dog eyes and he quickly folded. "Sure, fine. Whatever," he agreed, kissing her again. "How can I say no when you look at me like that?"
After a few more kisses she pushed him away and wiped her mouth again, then rewarded him with a pleased smile. She took his hand in hers and headed straight to her room, hoping it would make him more comfortable if they didn't run into Daddy. Today was finally the day she'd teach him how to make love to her, she'd been waiting all week since she and Jordan had come up with the plan.
"What's with the chair, babe?" Cooper asked as she pushed him through her door. He nodded to the wooden kitchen chair in the middle of her bedroom.
She flipped around and pulled him against her, kissing his neck and jawline. "I wanted to try something different today."
"You wanted to have sex that bad?" he asked, his cute coy face on. He kissed her cheek, then bit her ear. "You naughty girl."
She giggled, she was so excited about this that she couldn't contain it anymore. She pushed her way out of his arms and headed to her dresser, digging around in the top drawer.
His eyes grew wide when he saw what she'd retrieved. "Babe? Handcuffs? Really? And, why two sets?"
She put both pairs of handcuffs on the wooden chair, then pressed her body against his and kissed him quickly before pulling away. Looking up at him with unbridled arousal, she began unbuttoning his shirt. "I wanna use these with the chair. Can we?" she purred as she moved down the buttons on his shirt, then pushed it off his shoulders.
"You wanna, shit. That's pretty intense. You into S&M?"
"Not sure," she murmured, fingering the hem of his slacks. "Wanna find out?"
"That's, ah... Sure, I guess."
She smiled up at him and he flushed. "Take off your undershirt while I work on these pants then."
"You're really excited about this, aren't you?" he asked, pulling his shirt over his head.
"Shh," She purred, dropping to her knees. She unbuckled his belt and opened his slacks. They slid down his legs and pooled around his feet over his shoes. Katie stood up and reached around him to grab the handcuffs off the chair, then pushed him so that he fell backwards onto the chair. "Good boy."
"Wait, what? You wanna handcuff me to the chair?" he asked, sounding a little nervous.
His dick was hard, pointing straight at her. She hoped after this it would be better at pleasing her. "Of course. You didn't think I was gonna handcuff myself to the chair, did you?"
"I just, ah, wasn't expecting, ah, you know," he fretted as she pulled one of his hands behind the back of the chair. She connected the cuff to his wrist with practiced grace, then locked him to one of the slots on the back of the chair.
"Too tight?" she asked, giving the first set of cuffs a yank.
He shook his head, his dick bobbing excitedly between his legs. "No," he squeaked.
"Good." Katie took the other set of cuffs and locked him to the other side of the chair. "Are you gonna be a good boy, or do I need to tie your legs to the chair as well?"
He groaned. She could see he'd already formed a pearl of precum, beading up at the tip of his cock. "I'll be good."
She rewarded him with a smile. "Good. I'm gonna go get changed, I'll be right back."
"You can change in here," he offered.
"I don't want you to see me until I'm ready," she teased.
"I'll close my eyes, I promise," he countered.
"Wait right there, Cooper. I'll be right back." She gently clicked the door shut and slipped quietly down the hall to her stepbrother's room. He opened the door after her first light tap. "Everything all set?" Jordan asked, stepping back to let her inside.
She padded over to his bed on bare feet, looking at the outfit he'd laid out for her. "I think so," she said, picking up the sheer black babydoll top and matching panties. "This's new?"
Jordan stepped up beside her, his arm rubbing against hers. "Yea, thought it'd be better, something that's specific for him. As a teaching point."
She leaned into him, then picked up the top. "Sure, sure. I mean, it's not your style at all," she said, giving him a coy smile.
He flushed. "I thought you'd look good in it."
"I'm sure I will," she agreed. "You always make the best lingerie." She put it back down and pulled her sweater off.