Secret Sex with my Step-Sister

"Ohhh," she groaned softly. She pressed her head against his shoulder, turned, and kissed his neck and jaw while he continued to maul her chest.

"You like me playing with your tits. Ha! What would you think if you found out it was me? I should take some pictures of you. Maybe I will when we get out of the shower. Would you like that?" Cole asked.

He lifted her limp head and turned her face to his. He kissed her on the lips. She didn't respond. He didn't care.

Cole played with her tits some more and then, he grabbed the soap and washed her cunt and thighs. He laid her across his lap and washed her butt and the back of her legs.

"Sis, you have a nice, firm ass." He poked her butthole and said, "Would you like me to fuck your bum? Would you?"

He laughed and his hand continued to wander. He touched her pussy. "No stubble. That's good. Your pussy is sleek and soft. I guess a rich girl like you can afford to get it waxed. No shaving for you."

He slid a finger up inside her.

"Ohh!" she moaned.

"You like that, bitch? How would you feel if you knew it was your hillbilly step-brother fingering your sweet pussy?"

He fingered her more aggressively. She cooed and squirmed. She slid off her lap. He reached for her. Her legs got away from him. She ended up half on the shower floor and half on him. She was in a kneeling position with her head on his lap. His hard cock was against her cheek.

She opened her mouth, wrapped her lips around his dick, and sucked his rod.

"Oh. Nice. What a slut you are. Drunk out of your skull. You can't walk. You pee yourself, but you still recognize a hard cock and pounce on it. Ahhh. Go for it, bitch."

He sat back and let her give him head. She soon stopped and his dick popped out of her mouth.

"I should have known. A stuck up bitch like you doesn't give a good blowjob. You're too focused on you. It's your pleasure that matters."

Cole stood and let her lifeless body slid onto the shower floor. He grabbed the soap and washed. He rinsed and then held her up to rinse off. He shut off the water and dragged her out of the shower. He dried them both and then carried her naked body into her bedroom.

He set her down on the floor and pulled the covers of her bed down. He put her on the bed and said, "Where's my phone."

He went to his pants, pulled the phone from his pocket, and he began taking pictures of his naked step-sister. He posed her to get good shots of her pussy, her ass, and her tits.

"Let's get some action shots," he said.

He put her on her back. He presented his dick to her. He rubbed the hard unit against her lips. Again, she opened her mouth and sucked on it. Poorly.

"You give a bad BJ, but this will make for a hell of a picture."

He took some photos then he pulled his dick out of her mouth and crawled between her legs.

"Let no one say I am not a gentleman. I'm going to fuck you, but I will eat you first to make sure you're good and wet."

He put his face to her pussy and licked.

"Ohh," his step-sister moaned.

Cole paused and lifted his head. He checked to see that her eyes were closed. They were. Embolden, he carried on. He flicked his tongue across her clit.

"Oh," she groaned.

He smiled and went to town on her. Her sweet juice flowed. Cole lapped it up. She squirmed, moaned, and even came. All without opening her eyes and becoming fully conscious.

Cole raised up, wiped his mouth, and said, "Was it good for you?"

He laughed and took some photos of her pussy. Her vaginal lips were dark pink and swollen, engorged by the extra blood that that flowed to her nether region because of the oral sex. Her clit was large and hard. It had emerged out from under her clitoral hood and was easily visible.

Cole knelt between her thighs and pressed the head of his cock against her vulva. He took a picture. Then he slipped the tip of his dick inside her and took another pic.

"Oh. Sister, you have a furnace of a pussy. It's very warm. Mmmm. Let's see how tight you are."

He slid his penis inside her.

"Ohhh," she cooed.

"Mmmm. Nice and tight," he said.

He fucked her slowly. He took more photos of him penetrating her then he put the phone aside, lay on top of her, and he fucked her good.

"Ohh!"

She moaned. He groaned. Her hips began to move in concert with him.

"Good girl. Fuck me. You love country cock, don't you?"

Her movements were sluggish. He checked to make sure that her eyes remained closed as he steadily boned his bitch of a step-sister.

"You're a good fuck. Your pussy is very wet, very warm, and very snug."

He picked up the pace. She squirmed and moaned. He fucked her for his own pleasure. Rapidly and repeatedly his cock plunged into her.

"Ahhhhh!" he cried out as he came.

He collapsed on her and basked in the pleasure of his orgasm.

A few minutes later, he pulled his shrinking cock out of her. He looked down at her and watched a large cream-pie ooze out of her vagina. He laughed and grabbed his phone and snapped a couple more pictures of her.

He got out of bed and said, "Thanks for the sex. I'm going to leave you now."

He pulled a sheet and the bedspread up, covering her naked body. He kissed her unresponsive lips and then said, "Goodnight, sister."

He picked up her shiny dress and pee soaked underwear and hung them up in her bathroom then he gathered his clothes and walked out of her room.

^^^

The next day, Cole was up early. His step-sister was not. Around noon, she staggered into the kitchen. She was wearing a sleeping tee under her robe. Her hair was a mess and her eyes were bloodshot.

Cole was fully dressed and said cheerfully, "Good Morning, sleepyhead. I'm making myself a sandwich. Do you want one?"

"No. No food. Just coffee."

"Have a seat," he said. "I'll get you a cup." He poured some into a mug and brought it to her. He put it on the table. She was slumped in a seat at the kitchen table. Her elbows were on the table. Her head was in her hands.

Cole chuckled and said, "Looks like you had a rough night."

She didn't respond. She lifted her head and glared at him then she used both hands to lift the coffee cup to her lips and gulped it down. She stood, got herself more coffee, and went out to the solarium. She reclined on a lounge and took her phone out of the pocket of her robe.

"Madison, Hi. It's Evie."

She paused to listen and then responded. "I know I sound terrible. I feel terrible. I drank too much. What happened last night?'

Cole sat at the kitchen table, ate his lunch, and eavesdropped on his step-sister's conversation.

"I woke up today with the mother of all hangovers. I must've blacked out last night. I remember drinking and dancing. I don't have the foggiest notion of how I got home. Who did I hook up with? My pussy has that pleasant, after sex, achy feeling. In addition to the 'I was fucked' sensation, there was cum on my thighs and bed.

"My memories of last night are hazy at best. I know I was with a guy and the sex was great, but my mind is blank as to who it was."

Genevieve shaded her eyes as she listened to her girlfriend then she said, "You don't know who I went home with? We're supposed to look out for each other!"

Genevieve listened to her friend. She took a sip of coffee and then said, "Yes. I understand if I had the chance to hook up with Morse, I'd left your ass behind too. So how was he?"

Cole finished his sandwich and left the kitchen with a smile on his face. He said to himself, "I got away with it. I fucked my stuck-up step-sister and I got away with it. I wonder if I can do it again."

^^^Tuesday^^^

A couple of days later, Genevieve's phone buzzed. She was bored sitting in the family room alone watching TV. She picked it up and saw that she had a message. It read, "Hello, Evie." It was from an unknown caller.

She texted back. "Who is this? How'd you get my number?"

"You gave me your number. We met at the club on Saturday night."

"What's your name?"

"My friend's call me CC. We had fun. Want to have some more?"

"What do you mean?"

There was a pause and then a series of photos appeared on Genevieve's screen. One after another. Shots of her naked, sucking a cock, one of being fucked, and the last one, of her naked in bed, legs splayed, and a large cream-pie rolling out of her just fucked cunt.

"Remember now? We were good together," CC texted.

"Mmm. Looks like we had some fun," Evie responded.

"You told me you like it kinky. I've set something up for tonight. Interested?"

"Maybe."

"Come to the Rittenhouse Plaza. 1901 Walnut Street. Unit 1201. 9 p.m. Stop by the front desk when you arrive. There will be an envelope for you."

Evie stared at the text intrigued. The building was a Philadelphia icon. It was built in the 1920s in the Art Deco style. It was one of the best addresses in town.

She mused, "He must be from money if he lives there. The photos showed a nice cock. I'll go and meet him."

She texted back. "See you at nine."

^^^

Genevieve stepped into the Plaza's lobby. It was huge. Marble floor. High ceilings. It was gorgeous, done up in the flashy, Art Deco style. She went to the front desk. She smiled and said, "I'm Genevieve Vasser. Apartment 1201 left something for me."

"Yes, ma'am," said a well-dressed, older gentleman. He handed her an envelope and said, "You're expected. Use the elevator on the right."

"Thank you," Evie said. She took the envelope and read the note on it. 'Open in the elevator'.

She went to the designated lift, pushed the button, and stepped in when it opened. She pressed the button for the 12th floor and opened the envelope. Inside was a key and a note. It read:

"So glad you decided to cum. Let yourself in. Get out your phone and go into settings. Open 'Voice' and then activate 'Read all texts'. There will be no more notes. I'll communicate by texts which your phone will read out loud."

She found the apartment easily and used the key to let herself in. There was a small, marble-top table in the entryway. Classical music floated through the air. On the table, she found a flute of champagne. Her phone buzzed and spoke to her.

"Place the key on the table and enjoy the drink. Then strip. Keep your high heels on. Go down the hall to your right. I'm in the first bedroom on the left waiting. Knock and I'll let you in."

Genevieve giggled and said, "I like your little game." She drank half the champagne, took off all her clothes, and laid them across a chair in the foyer. She put her shoes back on, took another sip of the drink, and walked down the hall.

She called out, "Here I come."

She turned the doorknob and discovered it was locked. She knocked rapping her knuckles on the ornate wooden door. Her phone buzzed and spoke.

"Turn around and close your eyes. I'm going to put a blindfold on you. You're to wear it for the rest of the night."

"Okay," Genevieve said and she giggled again.

She turned around and heard the door open. She closed her eyes. She felt an erection touch her ass as CC put a blindfold on her. Then, he put his hand on her elbow. Her phone buzzed and said.

"Turn around. I'll guide you to the bed and help you have a seat."

"Okay."

CC led her to the bed. He had her turn around and sit. He stepped to her. His cock brushed her cheek. She giggled. Her phone buzzed and said, "Suck my cock."

She grabbed the hard dick. She licked it up and down, kissed the tip, and smiled as she flicked her tongue across his frenulum.

"Ohh," CC groaned.

Next, Evie wrapped her lips around the shaft, sucked, and bobbed up and down. One hand reached around, grabbed his ass, and pulled CC to her. With the other hand, she gently jostled his balls.

"Ohhh!" the young man moaned.

This went on for a good five minutes. Then, CC pulled out. He put both hands on her shoulders and gently pushed. She got the message and lay on her back. CC went for her tits. His mouth and hands explored and feasted on them. Her little pink nipples hardened immediately.

Her breasts weren't huge, but they were nicely shaped. Round and full. The appealing orbs jutted out from her chest. They were soft and firm. Warm, squishy, and silky to the touch.

"Mmmm. Nice," Genevieve cooed. She felt her sex getting wet. She pulled his head to her chest and said, "Don't stop."

CC continued to suck on her breasts. He nipped at her teats.

"Ouch. You naughty boy," she playfully chastised him.

Her secret lover slid a hand down her body. He discovered that her pussy was wet. He caressed her sex, rubbed her clit, and delved into her cavern.

"Oh. Don't stop. Don't stop!" she begged.

CC fingered the young woman. He made her moan and squirm. His head was soon between her legs. Her moans became louder. Her pleas not to stop became more frantic.

"Don't stop. I'm almost there!" she cried.

CC turned his fingers around. He made a 'come hither' motion and rubbed her G-spot while he sucked on her clit.

"Oh! Oh! Ohhh!" she called out. Her body spasmed. She had a brilliant orgasm.

CC laid his head on her thigh and watched her pussy convulse. When her breathing returned to normal, he rolled her over onto her stomach, guided her to her hands and knees, and place his dick against her slick sex. He pressed forward and penetrated her pussy.

"Oh. Your cock stretches me good," Genevieve said. She pushed her ass back claiming all of his penis.

"Ohh," CC moaned.

He fucked her slowly and deliberately. The room grew hot and smelled of sex. They each were breathing hard, sweating, and moaning. When he sensed she was building toward another climax, he shifted to another gear. He slammed his cock into her. Again and again and again.

It wasn't long before they both cried out.

"Ohhhhh!"

He felt her pussy clench. She felt his cock explode. They came together and both saw fireworks. He collapsed on top of her. They lay in bed, panting and experienced the pleasurable feelings good orgasms bring.

Two minutes later, Genevieve's phone buzzed. A computer-generated voice said, "You can remove your blindfold now."

Evie said, "Ha! I forgot I had it on. This night was magical. I had to rely on my other senses and it made the sex so much better."

She pulled off the blindfold and saw her lover. She sat up and said, "You! You're CC?"

"Yes. I am CC.I'm Cole Clark, your annoying step-brother."

She stared at him wide-eyed and said, "How?"

"I have friends," Cole said. "I got one to let me use his parents' apartment while they were out of the country. I lured you here knowing a slut like you couldn't resist a hook-up with a moneyed guy. I used the blindfold and your talking phone to allow me to remain anonymous."

"The photos?"

"Yes. I took those photos the other night. You made them easy to get. You were drunk and helpless. I took advantage of you. I stripped you, photographed you in the nude, and fucked you last Saturday.

Genevieve was crying as she asked, "Why? Why did you do this to me?"

"Because you're a snobby bitch. You look down on and constantly belittle me and my mother. This all was payback. And payback is a bitch."

He gave her a hard look and said, "Get out. Go home. In case you're thinking about telling anyone about our adventure, I filmed this. So unless you want all your friends, your college professors, and your potential employers to see you naked, moaning on my cock, and saying 'This night was magical', you'd better keep your mouth shut."

Cole got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. When he returned, she was gone.

^^^

The next day, the honeymooners returned. They displayed the exuberant love newlyweds possess. It was annoying to be around the lovey-dovey couple. They brought pictures, gifts, and stories for their children.

Genevieve and Cole avoided each other. Evie was embarrassed. Cole was unsure that he'd get away with the rape of his step-sister.

A couple of days later, while their parents were being entertained at dinner by one of Bernard's friends and business partners, Genevieve sought out Cole. She found him in his room.

His door was closed. She knocked. He hollered, "Come in." She opened the door and entered the room. He was lying on his bed with his back against a pillow that rested on his headboard. He was streaming a show. He paused it and looked up at her.

His eyes were drawn to her chest. She was wearing a soft, light blue, V-neck tee. It showed her cleavage and the clingy material conformed to her breasts.

Cole said to himself, "Wow. It's obvious she isn't wearing a bra. Her nipples are two hard pokies." He forced himself to look up.

Evie had a contrite look on her face. She said, "I have been horrible to you and your mother. I have been acting as a stuck up bitch. I could lie and say I was worried that your mother was a floozy who was taking advantage of a lonely, old, rich man, but the truth is I don't know people like you. My world is a bubble populated by the wealthy and upper-class."

She grimaced, embarrassed and said, "My uninformed, preconceived belief was that people like you are below me. That you were unworthy of my time and I needn't be concerned about your feelings. I'm sorry. I'll be nicer."

"Thank you," Cole said. "Ah. Ah," he stammered. His face turned red. He said, "I took things too far."

Genevieve said, "My friends tell me that you rescued me. The story going around is I got stinking drunk at the club and was about to be kidnapped by two douchebags and, lucky for me, you happened along and saved me."

"Yes. I brought you home."

"I don't remember much of that night. I blackout when I drink too much. I have a vague memory of being carried, being undressed, and a shower."

Genevieve sat on the edge of his bed. She smiled to show she wasn't angry with him. She asked in a normal voice, "So you carried me up the stairs? That must've been quite a workout."

"Yes. No." Cole got flustered. It showed on his face. He took a breath and said, "I carried you into the house and up the stairs to your room. It wasn't difficult. You're slim and fit and not that heavy."

"How did we end up in the shower?" she asked. Her tone expressed curiosity. She wasn't accusing him.

"You peed on us."

Her hand shot up and covered her mouth. "Oh, God! How embarrassing." She blushed.

"I was going to put you to bed and let you sleep it off, but after you wet yourself, I couldn't. The pee was on both of us and you were in no condition to wash yourself so I made it a shower for two and clean us both."

His eyes flicked up to hers and then, he looked down at his belly button. He said, "I got mad at you for peeing on me. I let my anger over how you'd been treating me and my mom boil over and I took advantage of you. I took pictures of you and had sex with you while you were out of it."

He sat still and was silent. He expected her to scream at him. She didn't yell. She reached out and place a finger on his chin. She pushed up until they were looking each other eye-to-eye and said, "So you behaved childishly and mean like I did when I was haughty and nasty to you and your mother?"

Cole's eyes widen. He gave her an astonished look. Evie laughed and said, "Yeah. I'm not going to bite your head off. We've both behaved badly. What you did was wrong, but it wasn't unprovoked. It's not like you took my virginity. That ship sailed a long time ago. And it's not like what you did hasn't happened to me before. Guys take advantage of drunk girls."

Coles' mouth fell open. He looked at her with a mixture of surprise and sorrow.

She said, "At least this time it was only one guy and nothing went up my butt. You didn't fuck me in the ass, did you?"

"No!"

"I didn't think so. I'm sure there would have been a picture if that had happened. I remember some things. I have flashes. You ate me to a climax. Most boys don't prepare me for sex. They just stick their dicks in and fuck me before my body is ready. After a night of heavy drinking, it's not unusual for me to wake up sore and bloody and not to know who had sex with me."