All Chapters of My Stepbrother’s Secret Obsessions:A Taboo Desire Collection: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

 “Collapsing on top of her, we both gasp for breath. I'm shaking as much as she is while I hold her shivering body against me. We kiss passionately before drifting dreamily into a tranquilly orgasmic nirvana."Wow," she whispers as I roll off of her and cuddle against her side."I know," I answered quietly. Running my finger between her still slightly heaving breasts, I wipe off little beads of sweat. "You taste salty," I tease, pulling my finger from my mouth."I thought you liked how I taste," she smiles."I do!" I answer, leaning up to lick the side of her closest breast. "I want to lick all of your sweat off!" I announce, licking around her nipple and running my tongue up between her succulent tits."Gross!" she laughs, pushing me off of her. "Let's take a shower," she says as she rolls off the bed. I glance at the clock. Damn! It's almost 6 o'clock. We don't want to be in any compromising positions when Rache

No problem, Brandon," Kristina says with a smile. "You'll really love him. He's so nice, not just to me but to everyone, right Lauren?" she asks, leaning over me to make eye contact with my sister."He really is," she agrees. "He's also very shy." She smiles."He is and it's getting frustrating," she makes a mock pouty face. "He won't even make a move. We've been on three dates and I've had to initiate every kiss," she says with a chuckle. "That's not normal, is it?""Probably not," I answer trying to cut him some slack."Well, I'm getting pretty horny but what am I supposed to do? I don't want to move too fast and scare him away or make him think I'm some kind of slut.""What happens when you kiss?" Lauren asks. "Where do his hands go?""To my waist!" she says, exasperatedly. "I can tell he wants to do more but... I mean, you know he is like hard and all inside his jeans," she sighs. "He's just shy. Anyway, we didn't come over t

Once Lauren leaves, Rachel and I sit back down on the couch. I look for the remote before remembering that the TV is in my bedroom."Can we watch her video?" Rachel asks quietly."Sure," I answered, standing up. "I'll... um... go get the TV.""We can watch it in your bedroom," Rachel says, standing up next to me. "I'll just get changed," she says, waving her hand in front of her to indicate she's still in her work clothes. "I'll meet you in your bedroom." I just nod, my cock hardening as I wonder how things might be different from last night when she told me this wasn't going any farther."That's better," Rachel says, plopping down on my bed wearing the same thin sleep shirt she's been wearing the last few nights. She's on her stomach with her elbows on the bed and her hands propping up her head."I've got the video ready," I tell her, assuming a similar position next to her. Clicking the remote I bring up Lauren's video and her pussy fil

You have about five minutes," Rachel says. "Lauren had everything ready. I just got here."I pull my shirt off as I head to my bedroom. Slipping on a pair of flannel shorts and a pull over shirt, I get back to the kitchen just as they put the last few items on the table.Dinner conversation is pretty innocuous. Lauren talks about graduation and tells Rachel about her college plans. Rachel fills us in on her first week, making us laugh as she describes one of her co-workers as putting the 'physical' into physical therapy."Isn't that sexual harassment?" Lauren asks."He's mostly harmless," she shrugs. "Just wants to provide a little too much mentoring," she laughs. "If it gets too blatant I'll address it more directly. I don't want to involve the manager at this point," she adds, taking a bite of her burrito.When dinner is over, Lauren starts clearing the table."Hey, I'll do that," Rachel says, standing up and taking the plate f

This is a new story. what do you think about Brandon and Lauren relationship? Are you expecting more of them? "Hi, may I help you find something?" I ask as I approach a strikingly beautiful woman looking around the bookstore. "Yes," she smiles at me. "I'm looking for books on orgasms." She says it so matter-of-factly that it catches me off guard. Or maybe it's her exquisite eyes, deep brown with an almost oriental look, coupled with her mahogany complexion that makes me catch my breath. "Right this way," I say, leading her across the store. "Is there a specific book you're looking for?" I ask as we walk toward the sexuality section. "No, not a specific book. I just want to look through your selection," she responds. I'm taking in more of her beauty as we talk. She'd be tall even without her two-inch heels and her pale blue blouse beneath a light grey business suit perfectly complements her cocoa brown skin. "There are a lot of books on orgasms. Is there a specific type you wa