Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

He took one finger then and ran it from her belly button, all the way to the top of her shirt, up to her neck and then her chin. She timidly bit her lip as he lifted her face up to his and gently kissed her on the lips. “Fuck,” she repeated, but slid out from between him and the bar to lean on the table.

Duncan chuckled and turned towards his wife. “You’re mean,” she said. “I’m not going to do a thing to stop her if she rips your clothes off.”

“Can I please?” Marie said, turning. “Fuck.”

Kelly giggled.

Duncan didn’t figure she had it in her to cross the line, but he knew he was pushing her limits.

She did come forwards quickly though and grabbed him by the shirt. “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you when she finally lets me. You aren’t going to be able to walk straight for a week.”

He burst out laughing and kissed her again, this time deeper and more tenderly. “I’m sorry, Sugar, I promise I’ll behave too.” His voice was deep and resonant, and obviously made Marie all “melty” inside.

“Well fuck,” she moaned, even more turned on from the kiss. “Fuckin’ stop being so goddamn sexy,” she whined. “I’m gonna have to go masturbate when I get home now.” Gritting her teeth she waved sweetly at her friend before turning a gaze on Duncan’s crotch. Pointing her finger at it, she glared. “I will have that,” she moaned, chewing at her lip.

“Text me the number,” Kelly said as she turned to leave.

“Will do, bye sexy, bye fucker,” she called.

Kelly turned to him then and shook her head. “You’re going to cross the line and then where will we be?” she giggled.

Duncan smiled. “Well, I figured you’d be okay with just a kiss, but she’s so fun to torment, I guess I got a little carried away.”

Kelly giggled. “I know, I saw.”

The two called the photographer, a woman named Camille and she set up an appointment for that evening at 5.

“So about last night,” Kelly said, pulling him into the living room. “I need to let you know something.”

His smile disappeared then and he grew concerned. “What is it Baby?”

Seeing his serious face, she shook her head quickly to assuage his fears. “No, no it’s nothing bad. Well, not that bad,” she amended.

He turned then and looked at her quietly.

“Well, when we were standing all together watching everyone, I could feel that Drake and Ed were both excited.”

“Oh yeah?” he said, feeling his excitement surge. “How excited?”This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

She grinned. “They were very excited. I reached back when we were watching Ed and the two women and pulled on Drake’s pants leg. I guess because I needed something to hold on to. I felt when he pushed up against my butt that he had an erection.”

Duncan smiled. “Did you like it?”

Kelly bit her lip with a grin and smiled. “Yes. He moved over when Ed got there, so they could both stand behind me,” she said. His eyes grew wide briefly but he continued to listen.

“I reached back to grab Ed’s pants legs, and I brushed my hand across his cock accidentally. When I pulled myself back into them, I could feel it on my hip. That’s when I noticed that I’d forced Drake’s cock onto our hands. Molly and I were both clutching at each other.”

Duncan grinned, leaning over and kissing her. “I thought you were too sore for sex,” he said.

She shook her head. “I’m not trying to turn you on!”

He laughed.

“I saw you and Molly getting a little close. Anything you need to tell me?” she said, smiling across the couch at him.

He shrugged. “She did the same as you, so I put my arms around her to protect her from all the random dicks in the room. When she dropped one hand behind her, she began to squeeze and rub my dick, outside my pants of course.”

“Really?” Kelly asked, grinning. “You bad, bad man.”

Duncan grinned again. “It was only for a minute or so, and then she just pulled me directly into her. I think she liked feeling me press up against her.”

“That’s probably not helping that whole “crush thing” she has for you,” Kelly said, leaning over and kissing him.

“Are you okay with everything?” he asked.

“More than okay.” She smiled at him. “What about you?”

“Fuck yes,” he said, grinning widely.

For the rest of the day, Duncan teased and played with her, pinching her nipples, kissing her neck or her lips passionately. Kelly wouldn’t let it go further, though. Duncan knew that she had to give her lady parts time to recuperate. He still loved to tease her though, and did so throughout the rest of the day.

Evening rolled around and the two left to meet the photographer. They pulled in to a professional photo studio that he’d seen before. They were the only ones in the parking lot. Hopping out, he went and tried the door and then knocked, peering inside. A short while later, a woman appeared and unlocked the door.

“I’m sorry about that, come in, come in,” she said, ushering them past her. Duncan recognized her from the party the previous night. “Welcome she said, and ushered them to the back room.

“Your studio is nice,” Kelly said.

“Oh, thank you,” Camille replied sweetly after introductions were over with. “So are we looking for photos just for you guys, or something you want me to publish?”

“Publish?” Duncan asked.

“Yeah, I run a website that specializes in erotic photography.” She walked them back to an office in the back of the building and clicked on the monitor of a computer that had been set up on a small desk. Sitting briefly in the chair, she clicked a few keys and then turned the screen towards them.

“I specialize in artistic pornography. I like to find women that are distinctive.” She clicked through some of the picture sets and it was clear that she was talented, and that the shots had a very artistic quality too. She clicked on another set. This one showed a thin black man and a pale woman standing next to each other, and then in various poses. “I shoot men too,” she explained, “and sometimes both at the same time. It’s not usually hardcore, although there can be some touching and a little playful penetration between the models. I’m trying to actually get into video uploads but we’re not quite there yet.”

Duncan nodded. “It looks like you’ve got quite a setup.”

“I don’t think I’m ready to be on the internet,” Kelly said, gripping his hand.

“Well, it’s up to you Baby,” he said, squeezing her hand. “It’s your body.”

Kelly turned and looked back at Camille. “Can we keep this one just for us?” she asked.

“Absolutely,” she replied. “I didn’t expect that you’d want yourselves out there. So we’re shooting the both of you or just the lady today?”

Duncan chuckled and nodded at Kelly. “It’s just Gorgeous for today.”

Camille smiled and pulled some paperwork out. “I’ll just have both of you sign these waivers, in case you decide to join in on the fun,” she said, glancing over at Duncan. “This just says that you’re okay with me taking photographs of a particular nature of you, and that you won’t sue me later for doing so. They also state that I can’t publish any picture of you without another form signed and attached to this one.”

Duncan and Kelly glanced at the papers and skimmed them, then both signed.

“Alrighty then,” she said, tossing the papers on her desk. “Let’s go see what we can find for you to put on. Duncan, you can have a seat in the studio and we’ll be there in a minute.”

He nodded and entered the larger room. There was a very expensive looking camera set up and a few other props and backdrops. It all looked very professional.

“Okay, we’re ready for you,” Camille said emerging from the corridor. “Follow me. I keep my erotic studio separate from my professional studio.”

They traveled back down the hallway and past the office. She opened a door and they entered into a much larger area. There were many more props to be found here. He saw fur covered couches, a bed with clean sheets, chairs, stuffed animals. Turning, he saw his wife and stopped cold. Kelly had changed into a white baby-doll camisole and matching panties and had her hair pinned up.

Duncan smiled widely at her. She blushed as he saw her, causing him to chuckle. “Wow,” he said. “You look really sexy.”

“Don’t make me blush,” she said. “You’ll ruin the pictures.”

“If you’d like to have a seat over there,” Camille said, nodding at some chairs behind the camera.

Duncan nodded and retreated to where he had been told.

“Okay Kelly, don’t be nervous. It’s just the three of us here, and both of us think you look incredible. We’re going to do this in two stages, one with the clothes on and in various stages of undress, and then the next with you completely nude. I’ll be taking lots of pictures so just do what feels natural. I’ll tell you how I want you to pose from time to time. Does that sound okay?”

Kelly nodded and smiled shyly.

“You look stellar,” Camille said. “Let’s start out on the bed there.” Kelly walked slowly over to it and sat down. Okay, now put a leg up there, perfect. Turn your head slightly.”

Duncan watched as the photographer moved his wife through a series of poses, snapping lots of pictures.

“Okay Kelly, let’s start to remove a little bit of the clothing. How about we pull one of those straps off.”

Kelly reached over and pulled the strap down and let the neckline of the camisole dip seductively low.

“Very nice,” she said, clicking a few more pictures. “Okay, now turn and look at me over your bare shoulder. A little more demurely, good.”

Kelly did as she was told. Camille had her pull the other strap off her shoulder, drawing the garment tight across her chest, straining the bow tied in the middle.

“Gorgeous,” Camille said, snapping more photos. “Okay, let’s undo that bow.”