Stepbrothers Dirty Little Secret Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes. I shouldn't be here. The thought thrums through me like a second heartbeat as I stood at the doorway of his bedroom, watching the rise and fall of his chest beneath the thin cotton shirt. Dorothy my stepbrother lies sprawled across his bed, eyes open but unfocused, staring at the ceiling as if the answers to some cosmic question are written there. He blinks slowly. Then his head turns toward me, and a lazy smile spreads across his lips. "Clara," he breathes, and my stomach clenches with a mixture of relief and devastation.

But I had thought these things a thousand times before, and each time they turned into something impossible. Nothing could change the fact that we were stepbrother and stepsister.

He dared to laugh after saying a lewd monstrosity. “That’s incest.” I pointed out the obvious knowing damn well he wasn’t going to have it. “And?” “The boy is my stepbrother.” “Uh-huh. Stepbrother. Meaning you have all the right to hump him to your heart’s content.” He said and all I wanted at that moment was to give him a good smack. Before I could come up with words to answer him, a faint knock came from the door, and for some reason, I froze in my posture. One, it wasn’t my mom because the knock was rather too forceful than hers.

She wasn't happy when I brought Anita up, and I wasn't in the mood to listen to her whining, so I didn't tell her what I was really thinking. I missed Anita, though, a whole lot, but I also knew that she was right. Our parents were about to be married, so we would legally be step-siblings. Even if we didn't have blood between us, people would talk if they knew we were together, and it might hurt our parents too, now that they were about to get married. "Evan!" I groaned. "I got you, just be quiet, it's distract-ing." "You're already distracted," she scoffed. "Drive already." I kept my mouth shut and drove us to the wedding venue.

Camila asked slowly, as if she already had an inkling but was letting me explain. I rubbed my temples, trying to force the words out. “I’ve… I’ve done things with some of them. Like, more than I should have. I didn’t plan it, and I didn’t even think it would happen. But now I feel like I’m caught in a mess, and I don’t know how to get out.” There was a pause on the other end of the line, and I could almost hear Camila processing what I’d just said. “Wait, Kat… are you saying you’ve hooked up with your stepbrothers?”

“I thought maybe… you had fallen in love again.Now tell me,who is the lucky man that is making my daughter this happy?''I choked at my mother's words and she gave me a doubtful look. I know she could tell that there was something going on in my life that made me happy but…she couldn't figure it out and that is why she was pestering me. How was I supposed to tell my mother the damn truth?That my Stepbrother is the one who was making me smile this much?How was I supposed to explain to her that I'm in love with my Stepbrother? Everything seemed complicated and I was trying to get it in my head. Gabriel and I discussed it and decided that we will keep it low key for the meantime because we had j

He interrogated. “Since the night of senior prom,” I answered, knowing too well that there was no use in lying about it anymore as it would not make any much of a difference or take away his anger. “So, you have been sleeping with your stepbrother for months without anyone but you two knowing about it, and that too under the roof of your parents’ house?” he asked, his eyes narrowed as he scanned me as if trying to recognize me and figure out who I was. “We didn’t… It wasn’t a regular thing—”

He hesitated, his gaze dropping to my exposed pussy, the lips swollen and pink from Isabella's attention, and I saw the bulge start to form in his boxers, his cock twitching visibly as he swallowed hard, Adam's apple bobbing. Inside, my mind was a whirlwind, excitement at his reaction, lust making my thighs clench to trap the ache, a dirty thrill at pulling him into our secret, knowing once he crossed this line, there was no going back, we'd all be tangled in this filthy web of family fucking. "We were just... playing, and we want you to watch. Or join. Come on, stepbrother, don't pretend you haven't jerked off thinking about us."

How unbearable he is, how arrogant, demanding and dominating but who could have thought i would be laying beside him right now not to talk of all the naughty things we did last night, “They didn't know the truth… Yeah nobody has to know the truth, because it is a taboo a big one, a love between a step siblings Sleeping with my brother, even though he isn't my biological brother but he still play the role of a brother to me and to eyes of the whole world he is my brother That night, the night was so quiet. Our Parents had gone out for the weekend Living just the both of us. ************************** I was in the living room studying, when he walked in Wearing only a singlet and a short, hair

Zane muttered matter-of-factly. Ella screwed up her nose in what seemed like jealousy and disgust. “Your sin doll? She’s your step-sister. What sort of weird shit are the both of you on?” “You fucked your own brother, Ella. I’m not fucking him, so get the hell out before I let everyone know what sort of slutty bitch you really are,” I growled, shoving my palms against her chest. I watched as her jaw dropped. Oh, she had no idea just how much I knew about people.