Are You Stalking Me? – Cecelia Taylor
“Caressing her hair, the young man took his time admiring the lovely photo next to his bed. His step-sister, Jenna, captivated him even in adolescence. Her pouty lips, sparkling blue eyes, and cascading blonde curls made him ache with desire. But she was his sister, taboo yet tempting.
Snapping back to the present, the man heard Jenna’s voice through her closed bedroom door… along with suspicious grunts and groans. His Stepsister was definitely up to something!
Motivated by a sick desire, he pressed his ear to the door. There was no mistaking it now: the distinct moans of sexual pleasure reverberated through the wall. His cock strained painfully against his jeans, an explosive erection threatening to tear through the fabric. He couldn’t resist a peek…
With a creak, the sliver of a gap in the door revealed more than he could have ever dreamed. Jenna, his beautiful stepsister, was naked in bed – and she was touching herself! Her deft hand disappeared between the silky sheets. As her cries intensifying, the man could see her budding breasts and pert nipples straining towards the ceiling. Suddenly, he had to know more.
Holding his breath, he slipped into the room. Moonlight illuminated a sheen of sweat along Jenna’s body – and she seemed to glow, a goddess emerging from the mist. Realization shuddered through him. She was spending a “girls night” alone… but she was DEFINITELY not alone. Someone else must be there! Rage and arousal wrestled for dominance inside him as he advanced, ready to confront the intruder.
But what he saw next buckled him to his knees. On the bed, tangled with Jenna in carnal ecstasy, was the man’s father –stepfather. The man’s worst nightmare and darkest fantasy played out before their eyes as his dad fucked Jenna, the man’s (ex?) girlfriend, deep and hard.
The stepson’s vision tunneled. Vision blurred. Opening his mouth, the young man found no words, only a guttural moan that signaled a climax harder than any he’d known before. Sticky strings of semen erupted across his boxers.
Lost in the taboo scene, he could only stay there on the floor, watching – which is when Jenna noticed him. Frozen in shock, his eyes locked with Jenna’s. She opened her mouth wide in a silent, joyful cry as her orgasm overtook her, small gloved fingers stroking her clit even faster as she was pumped full of his dad’s viral load. While still in the throes of ecstasy, the beautiful focal point of the incestuous union made eye contact with him. Her mouth formed words… “join us?”
