Puck Me Stepbrother Novels & Stories

“Your move, princess. Prove you’re not all bark.” I didn’t think. I grabbed the nearest guy, crashed my lips into his, and kissed him like my life depended on it. Cheers exploded. The guy pulled me closer. When I broke the kiss, breathless, Ian just stood there… smirking. “Not bad, stepsister.” I met his gaze, fire burning in my veins. Did he want war? Fine. Two could play this game.

He clearly seemed to be enjoying the excellent blow job his stepsister was giving him, winding, and moaning louder, only a few moments later he said, “Sister, it is time to fuck you, May I fuck you baby?” “But do you think we should do this, I think we have gone much further than we are supposed to so far, you are my stepbrother Mike, remember?” I spoke. He said, “Yes, I think we should, nothing would stop us, let’s do it baby, we both want it, Don’t we?” I said, “Yes, I do want your cock in me, stepbrother”.

"Maybe I'm thinking of that other guy, the one who was followed by the camera crew when he was in rehab. It doesn't matter. So you can't stand him. Obviously." "Definitely," I say firmly. I definitely can't stand him. The image of him looking up at me, his face buried between my legs, flashes into my head and I feel warm. "So you hate your new step-brother," she says. "Shut your mouth. He's not my step-brother," I say. "We're not twelve." "Ooh, touchy touchy," she says. "The Dick is marrying his mother. That makes him your step-brother. You know, by definition."

The alcohol buzzed warm through my veins, loosening every inhibition I’d spent years building up around him. Ethan. My step-brother. Twenty-one, home from college, and still the only guy who could make my pussy throb just by walking into a room. We weren’t blood-related, our parents had married when we were teenagers, but that didn’t make this any less wrong.

"That’s bullshit." "It’s not! Our parents are married! You’re my stepbrother! Not just my best friend. I shouldn’t have kissed you to begin with!" I yell, my breathing heavy and my heart trembling from the words that leave my mouth. To my surprise, he chuckles. And he takes a step forward. This time, I don’t move back. I let him close the space between us and his harsh breath blows on my face as he speaks in a low, challenging voice. "Stepbrother? Is that who I am to you? Swear to me that’s who you see me as and I’ll take what you say. I won’t ever touch you again."

Like I was swimming in the ocean itself. “Today. Interesting. Tell me little one, what is the story between you and that arrogant man?” “Well, um. He… Is… Kind of my…” I looked down, unable to look him in his eyes, and whispered, “Step-brother.” “Your what?” “Step-brother.” My voice got a little bit more audible. “And he fucking tears you like that? Like fucking trash? How dare you stand for that?”

My legs began to wobble as he went in slowly at first – exactly how I loved it. Gosh! I squeezed the bedspread tightly as I moaned. Instantly, he placed his shirt in my mouth to prevent the loud moans from going out of the room. Then he began going fast – real fast. My stepbrother was goooood; he knew exactly where to hit! He kept on going harder! Harder!! Harder!!! Till we both reached ecstasy – then boom! We never used protection because we enjoyed the raw intimacy – but we both agreed I'd be on a birth control pill to avoid any risk of pregnancy considering the taboo it would be to conceive with my stepbrother. As we sat breathing heavily, Maxwell squeezed my hands.

“ I missed you , I told her as I tried to hug her , but instead she pulled back without sparing me a glance . “ you step brothers said you have been Nothing but stupid and you have spent money of the nights out, I haven’t been gone for more than two months and you can’t just control yourself . “ That's not true , you know it” my voice came out more silently than I can ever imagine . “ what’s not true , no you tell me what is true, and what isn’t , Are you trying to tell me that your brothers are lying , I know you are become so unruly of yourself but not like this .

“Look at you, little sis… covered in cum and leaking from both holes. Such a perfect little cumslut.” I could only whimper in response, my mind blissfully blank, my body thoroughly claimed by my stepbrother and his friends.

Daniel sat at the head of the table with my mom beside him, smiling like I'd never seen her smile before. Her hair was up in a bun, and I noticed she was wearing a diamond earring. I sat across from an empty chair that stayed empty until halfway through the meal. Then he showed up. My stepbrother walked in shirtless and smelling faintly of smoke and gasoline. He sat down on his seat, ignoring the angry stare his father gave him. “You’re late,” Daniel said. “Where have you been? You didn't even say hi to your mom and new sister.” “Correction Dad. Your wife and her daughter.” he shot back.