Step Brother Erotica Novels & Stories

He's my step brother for goodness sake. Yet the problem is beyond the fact that he is here. It’s that he isn't really reacting. Yet… If it had been my mother that had burst in like this at least she would have screamed at me and talked about how much of a disgrace I am to her, like the way I came into her life wasn't bad enough– out of wedlock. I could deal with that. My stepfather? He would pretend he didn't see anything and ask my mother to handle it which would lead us back to Scenario One. But a stepbrother you've been crushing on since the first time you saw him though… I expect him to just ahem his way out of this one– avert his gaze, tell me why he's here and then escape as quickly as

Two fingers shoved inside me, curling, pumping, stretching me open while his mouth never stopped. My body shook so hard I nearly came, but he didn’t let me. He stood, lined himself up, and slammed on me. No penetration, just grazing. Just every inch of his bare cock grazing me while I'm open, wishing he'd fill me. “Fuck, Jax.” “This what you wanted?” he snarled, pulling out and slamming back in so hard the couch moved. “Your stepbrother’s cock raw on your greedy little cunt?” “Yes, yes, God, please. Oh my God! Fuck me please.”

The word hit me like a knife. “Shut the hell up!” I tore the forms in half, the pieces scattering across the floor. His expression softened unexpectedly. His voice lowered almost tenderly. “Not nonsense. I want to marry you. I want children only with you.” I pressed my lips together. I was shaken by how his voice trembled with longing. "I am your step sister. How can you say about it." I corrected him. "Did I consider you as a step sister when I had sex with you? Have you considered me step brother when you moaned my name when I was inside you?"

Alexandra's POV I stepped into the pool party uninvited, ignoring the stares that followed me. I knew why they were looking; thanks to Davis, my stepbrother, my personal writings, embarrassing, intimate things I’d never meant for others to see, had become everyone’s entertainment. My fists clenched as I pushed through the crowd, eyes fixed only on him. There he was, laughing, carefree, while I was barely holding myself together. “What the hell are you doing…” he started, but before he could finish, my fist connected with his face.

She finally looked up at me but I couldn't take my eyes off my hand touching her, I moved up a bit, my thumb brushing against her again as I felt my pants twitch with excitement before I looked up at her, our eyes locking onto one another's instantly, I wanted her, right now, right here. I wanted to pull her into me crash my lips to her soft ones, my body feeling hers close to it when I see her chest rising and falling rapidly, shit, does she want this too? "Andrew...." Her tone was breathy, turning me on even more as she said my name. I wanted to run my hands further up on her thigh, raise goosebumps on her skin from my touch when everything came crashing down. There my mother stood at the

"You're mine now. No more hiding in here playing with yourself. Next time you want to come, you come find me." "I'm yours," I panted, the words spilling out between moans. "My stepbrother's dirty little secret. Fuck... I'm close already." "Come then." He reached down and took over, his thumb rubbing my clit in tight circles while he drove into me. "Come all over your stepbrother's cock like a good slut." I shattered hard, biting his shoulder to muffle my cry as the orgasm ripped through me. My walls clenched around him, pulling him deeper. Jax cursed and kept going, fucking me through it until my legs shook.

“Then stop teasing and make me come already.” He dropped to his knees right there on the gym floor, yanking my shorts down. His mouth was on me in seconds. I threaded my fingers through his dark hair, trying not to cry out as he took me deep, throat working around me. The sight of my serious, bad-boy stepbrother on his knees for me was almost enough to finish me off. “Fuck, Liam… I’m close…”

It read: I cannot wait to have your lips on mine again. The words, albeit not unsavory in nature, made her feel like there was only chemistry tying them down… And though that might be true, as a woman she couldn’t help but long for something more. She wanted to explore this passion which seemed to course through her veins, but also feared the consequences of getting together with her stepbrother – there was bound to be some kind of backlash, and she wasn’t sure she was ready for it. The next evening, came another text which said: You are driving me mad, and you don’t even care.

“Stay the hell away from me.” He let his hand drop. “When these six weeks are over, we go back to being strangers. That’s what you want, isn’t it?” I held his gaze long enough to make sure he saw exactly how little that promise meant to me. “Good night, stepbrother.” Then I turned and walked away, refusing to look back. I didn’t need to see his face to know he was watching me leave, and I hated that some part of me desperately wanted him to follow.

"Bro, I don't know even know who you are—" "But I know who you are. I know all about you," he cut me off. "Ryder Jake Williams. The surfer. The player. The stepbrother. You're her fucking stepbrother and you just have to make a move on her. You have to get her to fall in love with you. And now, because of you, she has to leave her entire life behind. She'll lose her family, her friends, and she’ll have to give up on her dreams—"