Home from college, Denise is alone in her parents’ house with only her own hands to keep her company… or so she thinks. When she catches her sexy stepbrother spying on her, she is outraged. At first she thinks it’s a cruel joke, but Cody has something else in mind. Soon Denise learns just what her sex life ...
Home from college, Denise is alone in her parents’ house with only her own hands to keep her company… or so she thinks. When she catches her sexy stepbrother spying on her, she is outraged. At first she thinks it’s a cruel joke, but Cody has something else in mind. Soon Denise learns just what her sex life has been missing -- her own stepbrother!
This 4158 word short story features two stepsiblings taking their relationship to a whole new level and contains voyeurism, masturbation, and taboo sex. Mature readers only.
Fall break wasn’t shaping up to be the best time of my life.
Don’t get me wrong. I was happy to have a week of no classes, but the university’s policy for on-campus students during breaks wasn’t exactly merciful. Break officially started at 5 PM on Friday, and all residential students were expected to vacate the premises by that time, with no exceptions. An evening I could have spent relaxing or going to a party was spent packing up my clothes and heading back home instead.
So far, nothing at all exciting had happened since I’d come back. My father and stepmother had recently retired, and they’d been spending most of their time traveling and “rekindling” their romance. My only sibling was my stepbrother, Cody, who came and went like a vagrant. I’d been on break for four days, and I’d spent almost all of that time alone.
Luckily, I’d always been good at finding things to do on my own.
Today there was only one form of entertainment on my mind.
It was a little awkward, finding myself horny for no particular reason while in my parents’ home. Before, I might have been shyer about it. I might have even ignored the feeling, hoping it would die down, going unsatisfied rather than doing anything naughty under their roof. But a year away at college, living with a roommate I’d only met the day I moved into my dorm, had taught me that sometimes, a girl has to forego her modesty.
My old bedroom was as good a place as any. I shut the door behind me with a mischievous grin. With Dad and my stepmom gone for the day and my stepbrother God only knew where, I had the house to myself for a while. There was something exhilarating about the idea of masturbating while everyone was out, especially in my room, with its virginal white curtains and bedspread. I’d been a good girl when I’d moved out of the house, and though I still considered myself one, this definitely wasn’t something my parents’ innocent little daughter would have done with her free time.
I liked to start with my clothes on whenever I pleasured myself. The feel of them constricting around me while I ran my hands over my own body was enough to drive me mad with horniness. Removing them as my pleasure mounted created a slow burn deep within me, a fire that would only be quenched when I finally stripped off everything and exposed my bare skin to my own touch…