Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

“Oh god, he’s going to grab my nipples!” her mind screamed. His hand didn’t move to the front of her body, however, and she found herself surprisingly disappointed. She glanced down at her breasts and saw that her nipples were very erect, the rings in each of them clearly showing underneath the black fabric.

He raised his hand higher and around to her back, and then up underneath her red curls. He gently rested it on her neck, thumb on one side and the other fingers on the other, as a parent might rest it on a child.

She felt her pussy quiver then. “Fuck, what’s wrong with me?” she thought. “Two men have been touching you in a familiar way and you’re husband is in the same room!” she screamed silently.

She felt him push down on her neck slightly, the action moving her whole body down to her hips lower, pushing his cock further up on her thigh.

“Mmm,” he said quietly.

Kelly glanced up at her husband. He was looking at his cards, but he glanced up and winked when he saw her looking at him.

“Fuck,” she thought. “Duncan knows.”

Mark pushed down again, ever-so-slightly and caused his cock to slide gently up her hip. She ignored him.

“He’s not turning you on, you silly girl. He’s not taking liberties with you,” she thought, her mind apparently turning to denial.

He shifted his hand then, back down to her hip and pulled her back up against his torso slowly. The action was easily missed by the other players, except for Duncan who seemed to be watching every move. The movement brought her buttocks backwards, sending his cock dragging along her hip.

“Fuck,” she thought. “I want to get fucked so badly right now,” she said, finally admitting the truth. “Duncan had better get me home soon.”

Mark released his grip on her hip then and gently kissed the back of her shoulder.

“You can get up now, I don’t wanna steal all the action,” he said.

“Aww, she’s fine,” Duncan said.

Kelly stared at him, aghast. “What?!” she screamed to herself.

Becky lost that hand then, and was out of chips. She pouted briefly before standing and heading to the bathroom.

“Suit yourself bro,” he said, smiling at Duncan.

Kelly felt herself squishing in her panties. “Did Duncan just give Mark permission to use you again?” She shuddered in pleasure as the thought hit her.

Sighing deeply, she resumed chewing on her lower lip. Mark brushed her red hair away from the right side of her neck then, his hand getting lost among the locks. He resumed pushing gently downwards on her hips, but she refused to acknowledge what he was doing. Her hips weren’t going to move of their own accord, that was for damn sure.

She looked down then. “What the fuck?” she yelled at herself.

Her hips were rocking gently back and forth, as if she was dancing a tiny dance on his lap.

“God, I’m behaving like some common street tramp!” she thought. She felt his cock sliding back and forth on her hip.

She looked up at her husband, who was smiling widely. He winked at her again.

“Isn’t he going to put a stop to this and rescue me?” she asked. “This man is being very inappropriate in front him, with his own wife!”

Mark pulled gently downwards again, causing her to gasp quietly. ‘God, his cock feels hard,’ she thought. She fought the inappropriate thoughts away again.

Becky emerged from the bathroom then and came back around the table. She saw the look on Kelly’s face and smiled. With a quick wink, she plopped herself down in Duncan’s lap.

“Hey there handsome,” she said. “How’s a about a lap dance!”

Duncan chuckled. “How much are those running a feller now?” he said, playing up his Texas drawl.

She chuckled but didn’t respond, leaning gently back into him. Kelly looked down and saw her pull Duncan’s hand to her own hip, and then reached down for the other one.

“Well aren’t we all getting comfortable,” Marie said, grinning.

“Fuck,” Becky said, “Very comfortable,” her rear no doubt feeling Duncan’s size. “Good God, Kelly,” she said, her hips wiggling obviously in her his lap. “How do you walk straight?”

Everyone burst into laughter then, and suddenly the haze that had been on Kelly seemed to lift. She leaned back then and kissed Mark on the forehead. “Bad boy,” she said, waving a finger at him. “That was more than one hand of cards.”

Mark chuckled and raised his hands in defense.

Becky stood then, shaking her head. “I’m surprised he hasn’t broken your hips,” she said, eliciting another round of raucous laughter.

Duncan blushed and was shaking his head and rolling his eyes as Kelly came over to him and sat in his lap, facing him as her legs wrapped around him. The action popped the bottom part of her rear out of the bottom of the outfit she was wearing, but she didn’t care at the moment.

“You need to take me home and fuck me,” she said, not bothering to hide her voice. “Or be forced to do it right here,” she finished.

Duncan laughed and quickly stood. “Well gents, it’s getting late!” he said with a wide smile and drawing laughter all around. Kelly slid to the ground and adjusted her dress so that it covered her rump again.

He did look at his watch and was surprised to see the time. “Wow, it actually is late,” he said. “We actually should probably get going.”

“Boo! No!” came the shouts from around the room. Drake stood then and counted out the remainder of Duncan’s chips, counting out his winnings.

“Looks like you came out a little ahead.”

Duncan smirked. “Well, considering some of this is Kelly’s…” he said, letting the thought drift away.

Kelly giggled beside him and nuzzled up under his arm.

“I’m gonna go home and fuck my wife,” he said, “like I was told.” Laughter filled the room again.

“Shit, can I come too?” Becky asked, sticking her tongue out playfully at Mark. He shrugged.

“Go ahead, your sister’s probably home by now,” he shot back with a grin.

She slapped him on the arm in response, but slid down into his lap and kissed him.

“Bye guys,” Kelly said, drawing Duncan back across the house. Molly followed to walk them out.

“It was fun!” they called as she began to close the door.

“We’ll see you guys soon!” came the reply as the door clicked shut.

After they were in the truck and moving, she slid over next to him and smiled, inhaling his musk.

“How much could you see?” she asked finally, ending the long silence.

He chuckled. “Well, when you were sitting on Ed’s lap, I could tell that you were getting very turned on. Was he playing with your pussy or something?”

Kelly turned and looked at him in shock. “You would have been okay with that?” she asked, her mouth wide in very real surprise.

He shrugged. “If you were obviously okay with it, I didn’t see the harm.”From NôvelDrama.Org.

She stared at him.

“Baby, I’m serious, I was fine!”

She leaned back into his shoulder, still silent with surprise.

He kissed her forehead briefly before focusing on the road. After a few minutes more of silence, he finally had to speak.

“If he wasn’t doing anything like that, how were you getting so turned on?”

She was quiet for a minute. “You’ll think it’s weird,” she said.

He shook his head. “That’s not fair. We’re supposed to communicate. Plus, I’m your husband. I’m allowed to think things are weird.”

She giggled, the tension breaking. She turned then, sighing deeply. “His hand was on my hip,” she began, touching Duncan on the same spot that she’d been touched.

“That’s it?” he asked.

She nodded. “But it wasn’t like it was just sitting there. It was like… it was on fire. Or like it was electrically charged. I mean, it wasn’t painful or anything, but it was… exciting! At first I didn’t know what to make of it. My brain was going in a thousand different directions. Why aren’t you stopping him, he’s touching your hip in front of your husband. He’s being familiar with your husband’s property.”

Duncan nodded.

“It was like, I was consenting without consenting, you know? Like I was letting him take liberties with me that he shouldn’t, all while you knew, and watched! Or maybe like I was letting him do those things and pretending not to notice.”

Duncan smiled then. “That’s pretty hot,” he admitted.

“But then I noticed that when he shifted and moved his hips to get more comfortable, that I could feel…” she stopped, genuinely unsure how Duncan would react.

“It’s okay Baby,” he said, sensing her hesitation. “No judgments.”

She nodded. “I noticed I could feel his erection poking into my hip. I mean, it wasn’t sticking into my crotch or anything, but here was this other man’s cock, just poking me in the side, and I caused it. And I was allowing it! In front of my husband!”