The Step Apart: Strained Relationship (Book 2)
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Stephanie had been watching TV in the living room when Matt came inside. Well, less watching TV than, of course, looking at her phone as she sat slumped in the corner of the couch. It had been over 20 minutes now since he sat down in a nearby lazy boy and they were watching some reality TV show about women competing for a rich guy. Ironic. Its the story of my life- or rather my dad’s life. I’m just the one who has to suffer through it.
They had exchanged pleasantries and talked about which college he would go to. Stephanie was going to be a sophomore in the fall at Indiana University. She told him a little about the school and what she liked and didn’t. Matt had planned on asking her this on his last visit but that didn’t happen. This visit though seemed much more tamed to Matt’s disappointment. There was no flirtation and or hint of sexual contact in the near future for him. On the one side he was happy that things could go back to being so normal between them so quickly, but on the other… well…
“Well, cool,” Matt nodded. “Maybe one weekend or something you can show me what its like on the campus.”
Stephanie shrugged, “there’s not much too the campus. You learn your way around after a bit, but my friends and I renting this townhouse. We might be having a party in a few weeks if you want to come to that?”
“Yeah, cool,” Matt said. They then sat there for several minutes in silence. He’d look at her every so often, but even the way she dressed said that nothing was going to happen between them. Her legs were crossed while wearing her college grey sweatpants and her maroon Hoosier hoody. Stephanie’s hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she wore her reading glasses instead of her contacts.
This was as sure as anything had ever been sure. I’m not touching my stepsister today.
After letting out a soft sigh, Matt resigned himself to get comfy on his couch and let the trash TV wash over him. But only a minute after accepting this did Stephanie stand up and leave the living room. At first, he thought she was going to the bathroom or to get a drink from the kitchen, but he could hear from her foot steps and movement that she went down the hall to her bedroom. He waited for a few minutes, wondering if she getting something and was going to return, but she never did.
It was more out of curiosity than intent that Matt eventually walked to her room to see what she was doing. Her door was wide open and when he took the corner, there she was. Lying on her bed, wearing no pants, shirt, or underwear, and the screen of her cell phone lighting up her face. Matt almost had to laugh at the absurdity of it. Him and his stepsister were intelligent, consenting adults and they refused to communicate directly about this sexual interaction, and yet here was this very clear invitation.
Matt didn’t hesitate long. He stepped into the room carefully. Like at any moment he could trip a land mine and it could explode. Climbing onto the bed he crawled between her legs and pressed on inside of her left thigh so it opened for him. Her skin was soft and delicate. Like a plush fur you couldn’t help but rub your hand across. Leaning forward, the heat of her pussy lips warmed his face just as he imagined they would. Looking up, she was still wearing her sexy thick rimmed reading glasses. Her plump breasts parted to the sides just enough for him to see her eyes glued to the phone. Stephanie could pull off the dirty librarian look easily. Her expressions were so devious and severe, just her tender face made his cock swell in his boxers.
Matt looked back down at her sex and stuck his tongue out and made a long lap on her lips. There was a tangy electricity he’d never tasted before in his life. At first, he couldn’t quite place the taste and couldn’t decide if he liked it or not. So, he licked again. And again. And again.
The thighs of Stephanie flexed hard and then shook as she cooed and sighed. The last couple of his licks he managed to press the tip of his tongue between her lips. The explosion of taste was only matched by the moans of his stepsister. Without a second thought he licked again, but this time pushing his tongue deeper. Matt quickly found himself desiring the taste of his stepsister’s pussy. That tangy bite on his tongue meant pleasure was coursing through her body like electricity.
Matt let out a groan that was muffled by her pussy as he pushed his tongue as deep as he could inside her slit. He made a long lap from the bottom to the top of her pussy and repeated it.
“Ohhhhh… oh shhhhh… fuck,” Stephanie moaned. Matt tried but he couldn’t see her face. How he loved the sight of her face as she moaned. But what he could see was her hands, both her hands cupping her breasts and mashing them together. It looked like her fingers and thumbs were pinching her nipples tightly. “Ssshhit!”
Matt could feel her thighs trembling on either side of his cheeks. The wetness from her pussy coated his chin and lips. His fingers managed to work their way in front of his eager lips and helped spread her lips for him. This allowed his tongue to flick fast and long laps on her sensitive skin.
“Nnnuh- Mmmah!” Stephanie moaned. Her hips rocking up and down as he ate her. Matt continued licking her for what seemed like forever, but despite his efforts it seemed her moans plateaud at an even level. With jaw and tongue near cramping from the overuse, Matt finally threw in the towel, and instead began licking up his step sister’s body. He wasn’t missing this opportunity to taste every inch of her.
When Stephanie realized he was working his way up to her chest, she scrambled and picked up her cell phone beside her. With it back in her hands she opened some page up and began typing. Matt stopped his lips around her left nipple. They closed around it as his tongue lapped at the hard tip. She moaned when he bit down on the nipple and raised her hips to his. His fingers were already at work undoin g his jeans and sliding his boxers down.
“Hm- mm, ye- mmm…” Stephanie struggled to keep her mouth closed and he could tell she was trying. Her head was tilted almost upside down as she held the phone near the bed’s headboard behind her.
With just a handful of strokes, Matt could feel his hard shaft flex and the pre-cum cover the tip of his shaft. He used one hand and fed the tip of his head between the slick pussy lips of his stepsister.
“Ahh… Ahhhmm!” Stephanie started to scream out so loud that one of her hands dropped from her phone to cover her mouth. Matt groaned trying to not listen to her sweet cries. It only cut time off of how long he had. He bowed his hips forward, pushing deeper inside. “Hmmmyyggdd!” Stephanie muffled herself.
Matt’s face was suspended just over the cellphone in her one hand. Her starry eyes danced around, fighting not to look at him as he pulled out and pushed back inside her. Stephanie’s eyebrows went high and her eyes wide as he plunged inside her again. His hips rocking back and forth, Matt felt and heard his ball smacking against her as he found a hard-steady pace. His stepsister’s chest panted. Rising and falling fast with every thrust. He raised off of her and groped at her tits with his hands, while he slammed his cock into her pussy harder.
“Yes, yes, yes, d-d-don’t ehm!” Stephanie cried out. Her hand fell away from her mouth for a moment then went back. Her phone fell from her other hand and she sandwiched both her palms over her mouth. Matt moved his hands down from her breasts to her hips. She was already raising her legs and bending her knees so Matt could get every inch of his cock inside her. He held onto her tiny waist and used it to brace himself as he thrusted in harder. The clap of him pounding his stepsister became louder and Matt bit his lip.
“HM! Hm! Hm! Hmmm!” Stephanie wide eyes screamed as she did under her hands with every fuck. Her pussy was so wet Matt could hear it slosh as he entered inside her. “Oh god oh god oh god!” Stephanie screamed as she let loose. Her hands still loosely covering her mouth.
Her eyes squinted as they fought to roll to the back of her head. Her thick thighs fought to close in between him and her, and her body went rigid. “No, gah- ohm I’m I’m…” She stuttered.
Matt thrusted faster. His hips slamming into his stepsister’s. His hands had to fight to keep her strong thighs apart. His fingers dug into her hips.
“Ahhhh! Ohhh goodddd!” Stephanie screamed as her hands trembled in front of her face. Matt didn’t stop. He was so close. He knew he was beyond the point of no return. He thrusted as fast and as hard as he could into his stepsister’s tight hole. She remained rigid. Her muscles flexed. Her lungs paralyzed for several seconds and she screamed silently.
“FFUUUCKKK!” Stephanie screamed out. Her voice breaking as her head pushed backwards and convulsed. “Ohhhgahh…”
Matt quickly pulled free from her pussy and for an instant he thought he was too late. But just as the bulb of his cock exited her lips it shot load after and load of hot sticky cum over her pussy lips. Matt couldn’t help but roll his eyes as he did. It felt so overpowering, he was lost in the moment. When he opened his eyes, he looked down and saw the cream pie he had given to his stepsister who, of course, was back on her phone.
Matt rolled to his side and laid next his stepsister for several minutes while they both caught their breath. After some time passed, he heard Stephanie’s voice. “Can you get me a Soda from the fridge?” She asked as if they were still sitting on the couches in the living room.
“Sure,” Matt said. He went to the kitchen with his limp cock bouncing about still wet with his stepsister’s juices and got two sodas from the refrigerator and returned. Matt got dressed while drinking his. Stephanie stayed where she was. Just as naked and cum covered. Stephanie preoccupied with her phone as she typed. Matt finished his drink and while still in the room with her, pulled out his phone and typed.
‘See ya, next Saturday!’
A second later he saw the tiniest of smiles in the corner of Stephanie’s mouth.
‘C U then’