All Character in this story are 18 years of age or older.
My Adoptive Family Are Succubae.
CH.1
John Arkins was sitting in his room, doing his weekend homework, as he usually did on Friday nights. He was the kind of person who liked to get these kinds of tasks out of the way. He led a relatively quiet life. He consistently preformed above average on his grades and was a notable member of the senior year Track and Field team. Most 18 year old boys with his looks would probably spend their Friday nights with friends, or at parties, but he just didn't feel comfortable in the social scenes that his peers enjoyed.
He sat at his desk, reviewing his work. He was confident of what he already did but was encouraged to always double (and if need be triple) check his work by one of his favorite teachers. He was listening to a random "Beats to study by" video off of YouTube, with ear buds in. Letting the calming music keep his mind steady and, and the ear buds block out any distraction. But the music stopped suddenly. Checking his smartphone, he saw a low battery warning. His first instinct was the plug the charger in, but he then realized he had leant it to his 'sister' earlier. And realizing this filled him with a quick flash of dread as he pulled out his ear buds and heard the noises coming from his sister's room,
The sounds where faint, but with his good hearing, the thin wall separating their rooms, and him simply knowing her that well, he could make it out.
A distinct combination of her bed's box spring cricking, as the bed frame was put under a heavy strain, and her loud voice going "Ah, ah, ah, ah..." and a clearly male voice making complimenting sounds.
John rubbed his hands over his face. His cellphone charger was in the room of Blair Darwill, as she engaged her own idea of an ideal Friday night.
He could simply knock on her door and ask for it back. Blair wouldn't find John interrupting her 'activities' too awkward, she probably wouldn't even find it to annoying. To her, stopping sex for a moment was liking pausing a movie. But John was another story. John knew would come to her door, wearing something like a robe, or just a bed sheet only being kept in place by her hand. Giving John ample views of her curvy body. Not to mention the possibility of making eye contact with whatever random boy she currently had in her bed. John found the prospect very awkward.
Clearing his head John remembered Blair's mother keeps a universal cellphone charger in the downstairs junk draw. So, he simply made his way down the upstairs hall, passed Blair's bedroom door, and down the stairs.
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Johnathon Gabriel Arkins was the orphaned son of Michael, and Joan Arkins, and originally an only child. He was the pride and joy of the simple religious couple. Johnathon's formative years wear spent being installed with his parents' ideal of a Christian lifestyle. Simplicity, hard work, and an even keeled approach to life. And it led them to a seemingly idyllic suburban lifestyle.
But Michael and Joan died when John was only 13. The both of them being only children themselves, and none of John's grandparents in any shape to look after him, John was taken in by his parent's best friend, Felora Darwill. She allowed John to call her by her actual name, but he tried to avoid it, finding it disrespectful to call at parental figure by a casual kick name. So, he called her "Ms. Darwill" earlier on, but he did eventually find himself calling her "Mom".
The relationship between Felora and his parents was something of a mystery to him. His parents where traditionalistic church goers, and Felora was a fairly liberal, agnostic, single Mother, yet he found himself in her care, in accordance with his parent's will. After all these years, John still hadn't figured out why his parents chose her as his guardian. She was nice enough, kept him fed, dressed, and safe, but her apparent value set seemed to be a juxtaposition to what his parents would have wanted.
John felt something was off when he couldn't convince Felora or Blair to go to church with him regularly. They gave it a try, but they said they didn't feel right there, But Felora did respect his own beliefs, and drove his to service every Sunday until he got his license. But the big difference came when it was time for both him and Blair to be given 'the talk'.
John's parent's gave him some Church approved abstinence training before their deaths. But his new adoptive Mother preferred a more 'open'. John was uncomfortable, but he went along with it, out of respect. He was given information about birth control, and how not to make other's feel uncomfortable, but he had a hard time understanding when she said he was allowed to bring girls (or even boys) into his bedroom if he wished. Even allowed to have them spend the night.
Any other hormonal, teenaged boy would probably have taken full advantage of this openness. But John was different. His parent's values where his true inheritance, at least that's how he saw it. Most of his old Sunday School classmates had gone through rebellious phases by his age. But not only where they under the thumb of parents who were more authoritative then his, but also parents that were still alive to be defied. All John had was memories, and he learned to value keeping the memories of lost loved one alive, and that's how he did it. A High School career defined by good grades, and model behavior.
John's adoptive Sister was, again, another story. Blair was that teen that embraced her Mother's open attitude towards sex. She started dating as soon as she could find a willing boy (not a challenge for her) and seemed to abandon her virginity the first chance she got. At first John was made uncomfortable with the revolving door for male suitors Blair entertained. But he eventually found the idea of pre-marital sex happening under the same roof as him mundane. Though he still tired not to think about it.
But the worst had to be when Blair turned her sites on him. 6 feet tall, dark blue eyes, and dirty blond hair, and a handsome face, John was definitely a looker, and his athletics, and natural metabolism gave he a toned body to match.
If Blair had it her way, they would have lost her virginities. But he showed no interest, and she was impatient. But over time, Blair couldn't ignore what she recognized as prime sex partner material that she shared a wall with.
Blair was 5 foot, 5 inches had flowing, red hair, piercing dark blue eyes, and curves that made her the envy of the girls in her class, and the object of every boy's attention.
Blair started by dropping subtle hints around him. Dressing in smaller, tighter clothes around the house, leaning or pressing against John's sides (particularly with her breasts) whenever she could. Asking him questions about his dating life, with somewhat suggestive tones of voice. But the longer John went without responding, the more forward she became.
She started walking around the house in her underwear. A few mornings, she would make breakfast for the family in an apron that gave in impression what that was all she was wearing. Not that the sight of her panty clad backside was any less arousing.
Near 'accidents' when John almost saw her naked as she left their shared bathroom after a shower. Even taking showers that where so long, John was forced to use the toilet while she showered on a few occasions. Occasions that she would use to try and draw his attention to her body, even it was behind the glass of a shower door.
She also would complain to John about how 'lonely' she would feel without a guy around. And how none of her partners where 'boyfriend material'.
"It's just that...None of the boys in town seem to really get me.
"I don't just want sex...Well I want sex, a lot, but I also want someone I like spending large amounts of time with, kinda like I am with you John." Blair once said to him, as she talked about their respective dating live, while sitting next to each other on the couch.
"Ah, have you considered holding off on sex, at least until you know the guy better. I've heard that a great way to know whether or not a guy just wants sex is making him wait for it." John answered back.
"Yeah, I've heard that to. But I don't see it that way. If a guy and me really did click, what should it matter how early on we banged? At least the way I do it now, we have a little extra fun while seeing if we're compatible." Blair said, giving john a bit of a suggestive wink.
