Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

A few minutes of silence followed as they drove to school. Mike, grinned to himself and turned, looking at Emma. “Take off your underwear and bra,” he said grinning at her.

Emma smiled and immediately shifted in her seat to reach under her shirt to begin fulfilling his request. “Yes Master,” she said giggling.

Soon, her bra was off, a feat that Mike still marveled at how girls accomplished without removing the shirt, and she was pulling her underwear down, her pussy lips pressing against his leather seat.

“Come here,” he said, as she handed him her panties.

“Yes sir,” she said, sliding over in the seat.

“Give me…” he started, suddenly feeling very silly.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

“Give you what, five bucks?” she snickered, teasingly.

He groaned and rubbed his head for a second, working up the courage. “Give me head while we drive to school,” he said finally. She had to admit that she was surprised at his request.

She hesitated for a second but quickly replied with a “Yes Master,” before scooting her bare ass back to her side and leaning over.

Mike adjusted the steering wheel up as Emma pulled at the zipper on his pants, his cock swelling quickly as he felt her soft lips envelope it, soon followed by a warm wetness that had to be her tongue. His cock swelled to its impressive stature, and soon her brown hair was bobbing up and down in his lap.

“Deeper,” he said, and he felt her pushing the tip of his cock to the back of her throat.

They were approaching school, but he didn’t want her to stop. “Faster,” he commanded, and her brown hair bounced quicker and quicker in his lap. It would take more time for him to reach orgasm than they had however and soon he told her she could stop.

“You don’t want to come?” she asked, looking almost offended.

Mike lifted her up and pointed. They were at school, parked and people were milling around in front of them. As he did so, a form moved passed their window and she adjusted herself, pulling her skirt over her naked ass.

Exiting the truck, Mike and Emma took on their ‘Hey, we’re just siblings and we’re definitely not fucking’ personas and headed off to class. They had several classes together and the class change chime sounded as they headed to the first building.

It was a freshman course, of course, U. S. History after 1865. The professor was an incredibly old man, and Mike enjoyed the class, but he was determined to have fun with Emma today. She sat down beside him and he smiled as he glanced over. He could clearly see her nipples poking against the fabric and smiled as he saw a few other guys ogling her perfect tits. Most were entranced by the swaying of her ass as she came in and more than a few got a glance of her naked flesh as she smoothed out the skirt and sat down on top of it.

As Dr. Hines began class he began to hand out the course syllabus, stopping and glancing down at Emma, obviously noticing how low cut her cleavage was. Realizing he was staring, he coughed and moved on, droning on about mid-terms, course attendance, homework and the like. After a few minutes he told everyone to pull out their books and began discussing the end of the civil war, and Reconstruction.

Mike tried to focus, but found himself glancing over and peering down Emma’s shirt, or at the luscious curve of her ass.

‘God this is going to be a fun year,’ he thought.

“You’re telling me,” a familiar voice chimed in.

Emma shifted and leaned to the left, her skirt lifting slightly and giving Mike, and the guy next to him a better view of her ass. She flipped her phone open and quickly sent him a message. It began vibrating in his pocket and he quickly flipped his open and read the text.

“Hand me your phone real quick, I need to change something,” it said.

Mike shrugged and tossed it over to her, glancing up and trying to focus on Dr. Hines.

“Seriously? You’re choosing Fogey McWrinklenuts over your hot fuck toy of a sister?”

‘Shh,’ Mike thought as Emma tossed his phone back.

He glanced to see what she had changed, but didn’t see anything apparent. A few seconds passed and she flipped her own phone out and texted him again, much longer this time.

“I hope you are enjoying the show. Everyone can see my tits and half of them know I’m not wearing panties. Any more orders for me Master? Can I accidentally let my tit pop out? Or maybe I can spill something on my top and make it see through,” it said. The text popped up as a message from Dirty Fuck Slave, instead of Emma.

Mike nearly burst out laughing when he read what she had written.

“Behave,” he texted back, and got a pouty face in response from Dirty Fuck Slave.

After class had finally ended, Mike followed her out of the class and tapped her on the shoulder, pointing to a janitor’s closet as she turned to look. Grinning, she got a devilish look in her eyes and grabbed his hand, waiting for the right moment before ducking secretively into the small room and quickly dropping to her knees as the door closed behind him.

Her hands quickly found his cock and pulled it out, and it was erect in moments as he felt her warm tongue caressing the tip. Mere inches on the other side of the door he could hear students talking, heading to their next class, but on this side soft slurping sounds issued up from the darkness as his sister pulled his cock deep into her mouth, the entire length disappearing passed her lips as she gagged slightly, pulling him into her throat.

“God you are getting good at that,” he said quietly, and she pulled him out slightly, before pulling him in further, a few long strokes of her hand as she pulled him out again, and then it disappeared again, sliding past her soft lips, the tip pushing beyond the muscle in her throat as she wiggled her head on his cock. He felt her hand on his thighs and then one moved to his hand, pulling it up and placing it on the back of her head, and pushing down as she clued him in on what she was letting him do.