Step-By-Step: Forbidden Taboo Box Set (19 page)

“Oh Jeff,” I groaned. I added a hand to my swollen knot, rubbing it furiously. “Just like that Jeff…just like that!”

"Hey!"

I gasped as my eyes popped open.

Oh my god...was I caught?

I let out a deep sigh of relief as some jock in a letter jacket jogged past my car and wrapped his arm around a ditzy looking girl, shepherding her toward the gym entrance. Even though I was masturbating in plain sight, he didn’t notice or give my car a second look.

That was close.

Too close.

I pulled my hand from my pants and swiped a napkin from the center console, trying to seem normal. I sent a silent thank you to the jock, because Jeff was walking right toward me, his face registering surprise.

He opened the passenger door. "Lisa--what are you doing here?"

I pawed at my hair, then took his bag and tossed it in the backseat. "Fall break."

"Ah." He slid beside me and buckled his seatbelt. "I'm still surprised you came home. According to Mom, you're having a helluva time at the University."

I started the car and put it in reverse, pointing us toward home. ‘Helluva time’ was right--I was barely skating by in most of my classes. Mom blamed it on being homesick, but it wasn’t her OCD/hover parenting that I missed; it was Jeff.  At the U, I sucked and screwed anything male that moved, trying to blot out my attraction to my brother, but it was no use. Nothing compared to the hunger I had for Jeff. And now that I was home, I still had that need. I was face to face with the source of my itch. I was back with my brother.

“Anything new going on with Mom and Dad?” I asked, trying to start up a conversation that would silence the throbbing between my thighs.

“Same ole, same ole,” he answered with a shrug. “Now that you’re home, maybe they’ll get off my back about college applications and shit.”

I let out a snort as I pulled onto our street. “Ah, so you haven’t missed me--you’re just trying to pass Mom and Dad off on me for the weekend.”

“Don’t be silly,” he said with a laugh. He reached over and gave my arm a pinch. “You know I’ve missed you.”

The nearness of him, and the feel of his hand on me, made me shudder with want. He yanked his hand away. “You okay?”

I gave my head a shake and forced a smile as I pulled into the driveway. “I-I’m great.” I shut off the car and gripped the steering wheel, trying to steady my shaking hands. I cast him a reassuring look. “Go on in, I’ll be right behind ya.”

Once he was gone and had moved up the stoop to the front door, I released the breath I’d been holding. I wanted to touch myself. I wanted to come so bad, but fingering myself in the driveway was just asking for trouble. I flipped down the shade and shot myself a look of strength.

“You can do this,” I said aloud. I promised myself that after I played the good daughter and sister, I’d take a shower and finish myself off.

I pushed inside the house and let out a squeak as Mom bounded over to me and threw her arms around my neck. "My two babies are home! Come in the kitchen--I just made cookies!”

I followed my brother over to the table and put a little distance between the two of us, hoping it would sober me up. The last thing I needed was to jump my brother's bones at the dinner table.

"So were you surprised when Lisa was waiting for you?" Mom asked brightly.

Jeff scoffed, rolling his sky blue eyes. "I'm more surprised that you think I should be delighted about being picked up like a twelve year old."

"Here we go," Mom groaned, taking a sip of her water.

My brother wasn't deterred. "I'm eighteen years old and I'm still being driven around--"

"With your Dad losing his job and Lisa's tuition--"

“Lisa got a car,” Jeff said stubbornly. “I’m not asking for a BMW, I’m just asking for a--”

"These cookies are delicious,” I said loudly, cutting through their argument.

Jeff let out a chuckle. "Yeah. Whatever." He glanced over at me and flashed a grin. “It is nice to have Lisa home.”

I returned his gaze, moistness pooling in my panties. His face was flushed, his muscles ripped from football practice. I bit my lip as I imagined leaning over and running my fingers through his tousled blonde hair, and bringing him in to my chest. I wanted to feel his mouth on my breasts, tugging at my nipples. I wanted my brother so bad that I had to squeeze my thighs together to relieve the pressure that burned in me.

I saw Mom and Jeff’s mouths moving, probably arguing about the car. I went to a happier place, thinking about the shower I’d take a little later on. With the beads of water pelting me and my MP3 player spilling music loud enough to drone everything out and keep my moans secret, I’d lower my hands to my wet body. I’d imagine that Jeff was waiting just outside the door, gathering the courage before he burst in. I’d pretend to be shocked and appalled, but just as he turned to go, tail between his legs, I’d yank him into the stall with me, clothes and all. I’d take my time, peeling off each layer until there was nothing to separate us. No barriers. And then I’d--

"Earth to Lisa!" Jeff waved a hand in my face. "Anybody home?"

I gave my head a shake as Mom peered over at me, her olive green eyes slightly concerned. "Give your sister a break, Jeff. She's only home for the weekend and you know she has a full load."

I tucked a blonde strand behind my ear and turned to Jeff. "Sorry, what were you saying?"

"I wanted to show you the new system I got." He flashed me a wink and it made my body clench with a need only he could satisfy. "Wanna check it out?"

"S-sure," I said, trying not to seem overly excited. "Whatever."

I followed him up the stairs to his room. His walls were plastered with naked women that smiled down on him with adoration. I was just as pretty as them--I had waist length white blonde hair, a nice 38C rack, a curvy frame that looked killer in a bikini. I wanted to plaster myself on Jeff. I wanted him to see me like he saw those girls.

He jostled me as he cocked his head at his stereo. "Check it out, sis."

He bent over and I bit back a moan as his muscular ass was close enough to touch. I reached out, almost grazing it, but I dropped my arm as he turned back toward me and flipped on the stereo.

The sound of his favorite band came filtering from the speakers as he walked up to me, bopping his head. I just saw his mouth moving--that beautiful mouth.

Fuck i
t
, I thought. I was tired of pretending that I only saw him as a sister. I had to show Jeff just how much he meant to me.

I gripped the front of his tee and yanked him toward me, shoving my mouth on his.

He pulled away quickly, his face contorted in confusion. His lips formed what's and why's, so I just took his hand and eased it down the front of my yoga pants. His sky blue eyes went wide when he felt my juicy panties.

"For you," I said, the music gobbling up my confession. "It's all for you."

He came back to me, kissing me with a vengeance. Our tongues dueled as I moaned, feeling his erection through his gym shorts. My stepbrother was as hot for me as I was for him.

I fell to my knees. My hands were frenzied as I pulled down his gym shorts. It was just his briefs barring me from tasting him. My mouth watered as I made out the thick, juicy impression of his erection. I saw the wet circle near the tip and it made my body ache. I took my hand and wrapped it around his stiffy, massaging and tugging at it, my body on fire as the circle expanded.

He got impatient and pulled his shorts down, his rod springing free. A splash of pre-come lashed across my face and I let out a giggle, using a finger to draw it back across my cheek. The glob of desire was on the tip of my finger and I slurped it right up.

I took hold of him, wondering what words were going through his mind. Wrong. Hot. Slut. What we were doing was hella taboo, but I had to have him. Having his sweaty cock so near my mouth made my heart race…it was way hotter than any porn I watched while I thought of my brother. And
I
wa
s
a slut--I sucked off countless frat boys at school. Every time they plugged my mouth, I imagined it was Jeff's fingers locked in my hair, guiding me up and down his bulge.

I started with a lick on his mushroom head, slurping up a swallow of his sticky juices. I moved to long lashes of my tongue on his bulging meat, tracing every vein, not leaving an inch untouched.

I dropped my mouth to his sack and teased one of his hairy balls with my tongue, rolling and sucking it. I didn't leave the other out of the fun. I licked it too, getting it nice and slobbery.

I made my way back to his hard-on and stretched my mouth as wide as it could go. Jeff's dick was longer and thicker than any that I’d ever had. He was gonna fill me so deliciously.

I breathed in through my nose and took him in. I dropped my hand to my warmth as I moved my head forward and back, sucking off my brother. His heady aroma filled my nostrils and it was hard to breathe, hard to do anything but suck, especially when he took the sides of my head and guided me up and down the length. I gagged on it, and I felt the lubricant oozing from the sides of my mouth. I pulled back and stared at him, gleaming and swollen for me.

He pulled me up and led me over to his bed. I smirked at his Superman sheets. He peeled off my t-shirt, then slowly lowered my pants, following their trail to my ankles. His head was in line with my core and my cheeks burned warm. I knew I was ripe with desire, my juices pungent. But he didn't recoil. He kissed my nether lips, and pushed me back on the edge of the bed.

I let out a squeal as he gripped my hips and yanked my bottom until it was hanging off the edge. He reached under and held me steady, my legs spread, his face in between my thighs.

I gripped the cover in my balled fist as I felt his tongue against my gash. He ran up the length of each lip, getting it good and wet with saliva. My brother's touch was hotter than anything I'd ever felt before.

His tongue ran up and down the walls of me, with strong, confident strokes. I bucked against him when he hit my clit, his tongue swirling around the knob like a hurricane.

"Oh yes," I whispered, rocking my hips upward. "Yes!"

His tongue traveled down, over my hood and went to the center of my throbbing. My thighs trembled as he dove into my pussy hole, his tongue pumping in and out. He explored the cavern of my desire, his tongue going deeper than anyone before. His lips roamed inside me, slurping up my gushing ecstasy.

He came up for air and slithered on top of me, his mouth smeared with my juices. He flashed me a dopey grin. I couldn't hear the words because of his music, but I read his lips.

He said he wanted to fuck me.

I looped my arms around his neck and pulled his mouth to mine. His lips were hot with my carnal aroma and I tongued him, swirling and teasing until I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him, and his member, close to my hole.

My whole body quaked as he slowly pushed inside me, making me clasp him tighter. I wanted him to ram me deep, as hard as he could.

I took his lobe between my teeth as he rocked inside me, coaching. "That's right," I moaned. "Take your sister's hole. Own it. Take it, Jeff--it's yours!"

He dug his fingertips into my hair, sending shards of pain through my scalp. "Oh Lisa...God, you feel good!"

I tightened my grip on his waist and threw my head back. "Don't stop. Don't stop!"

He gazed into my eyes before burying his head in the nape of my neck. "Can you ride me? I want your tits to bounce in my face."

A spasm of delight flitted through me. I couldn't deny my brother a thing.

I bucked my hips and changed places with him. I looked down on him and ran my fingers along his chiseled abs. "Oh Jeff," I whispered. "I've wanted this for so long."

He reached up and grabbed my breasts, and I used my free hand to steady him as I eased down, claiming him. He was sheathed inside me, flesh inside my flesh. We kept our eyes locked on each other as we rocked in time with the beat of the music. Everything else faded except for our bodies, doing what they'd longed to do. As my brother rammed and bucked me, his face wild, I wondered how I ever thought I could find a substitute or quell the longing in me.

When he squeezed his eyes shut and clutched my hips, there was only ecstasy left. He was about to come...and so was I.

I bounced on his rod, the feel of him pulsing inside me robbing me of the words I wanted to say. Things like
,
Don't stop, keep flicking my nipples, just like that...just like that
!
I felt the uncontrollable twitch of release and I let out a howl. He did the same, dropping his hands back to my waist and holding me still as he pumped me full of his seed.

We were sweaty.

Spent.

I climbed from on top of him and sunk into his flannel sheets. My heart was still racing. My body was still raw with passion.

I slid from the bed and walked over to the bedroom door and flicked the lock.

He propped his head on his hand, then flashed me a grin that made a spasm of delight course through my throbbing warmth. "Oh really?"