Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

“He didn’t cum again after the first two times?” Duncan asked, a little surprised.

Kelly groaned, shaking her head. “God, that was so much fun,” she said, shivering again. “I should shower though, I’m all gooey down there.”

Duncan grinned, looking at her pointedly. “I should really re-claim my pussy,” he said.

“Oh, honey,” she whimpered, “I’m going to have a hard enough time getting ready for this evening,” she admitted. “I enjoyed last night, but my kitty needs a break.”

He nodded, smiling.

“Wait,” she said. “That’s not very wifely of me. I told you before that I’d never deny you.”

He chuckled. “I know, baby. I’m not getting hurt feelings. We’ll just have to spend time with each other sometime soon, instead of everyone else.”

She smiled, nodding at him. “Deal.”

“I love you,” he replied.

“I love you. No regrets?”

“None,” he said, grinning.

She stood up, but then paused and looked down at him. “Would you really have fucked me when I’m all full of another guy?” she asked.

He chuckled, shrugging. “Yeah, I probably should get used to it, you know?”

She raised an eyebrow at him as she rose. “Was that a dig at me being a slut or were you referring to your budding porn career?”

Sliding out of bed on his side, he turned and shrugged playfully at her.

Shaking her head, she came around the bed and nuzzled his chest a little.

“Gonna shower?” she asked.

“Yeah, but not with him,” he said, grinning widely at her.

She giggled and kissed his chest. “Cheeseball. I guess I’ll go in there,” she said, making it sound like a chore.

Duncan snorted, reaching over and swatting her on the butt as she walked to the bathroom. Yawning, he stretched and climbed back into bed, quickly deciding that he wasn’t quite ready to wake up.

After snoozing for a few more hours, he woke up to an empty room. Wiping the drool from his cheek, he stretched and stood, giving himself a few moments to actually come to and regain all his faculties.

Sound was coming from outside his room, so he stood, and pulled on a clean pair of underwear and shorts before heading out to see what kind of mischief the others were up to.

Smirking as he approached the kitchen area, he heard the noise get louder, recognizing it as moans of pleasure. Sighing, he shook his head and went in, but the noise was coming from the living room. Turning, he walked toward the entry and peeked in, not really wanting to disturb whoever was in there.

Danielle was laying on her back on the couch, Conner on top of her. The two were obviously going at it again, and he didn’t venture in to disturb them further. Turning, he saw his wife coming out of the laundry room and went to go and kiss her good “morning.”

“Hey honey,” she said, smiling and walking his way with a load of folded towels.

“Hey,” he replied. “Did you ever sleep?”

She nodded, looking up at him as she handed him the towels.

“I came in here and slept on the couch after I said hello to Kara and had a hot bath. Conner went to Danielle’s room after they ate breakfast. They’ve been at it all morning.”

Duncan chuckled, taking the towels from her hand.

“Can you put those up for me, our bathroom,” she said. “Thanks.”

Duncan made a whip cracking sound and grinned, winking as he turned to head for their bathroom. Stopping just before leaving the kitchen, he let her know that he was going to pop in for a shower and get cleaned up, not having done so since the evening before.

“Eww,” she said, wrinkling her nose. “I’m sure the ladies will appreciate a squeaky clean Duncan, tonight.”

“Were you able to actually get clean this morning?” he asked.

She looked at him curiously for a second. “Yes?” she asked, looking slightly confused.

“You showered with Conner; he’s been fucking non-stop since you let him pop his cherry,” he explained.

“Oh, right!” she said. “Ha, yeah. He behaved himself. He was only in there for a bit before he left. The shower I mean, not my pussy.”

Duncan grinned and nodded, then headed to the bathroom and put the warm towels up. Pulling one of them out, he hung it up on the hook near their shower and turned on the water.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he grabbed the electric shaver and trimmed the spots he’d shaved the day before. Once that was done, he stripped down again and saw that he needed to trim up his crotch again. Sighing, he grabbed a razor from his drawer and popped a clean blade in. His wife kept her shaving cream in the shower, and he normally just used that, so he reached in to feel

the water to see if it was warm enough yet.

A soft knock on the door drew his attention, and he saw his wife peeking in. Suddenly realizing that it was, in fact, Kara, he chuckled.

“You thought it was Kelly, didn’t you,” she said, squinting her eyes at him in mock anger.

He shrugged with a wry smile. “Can you blame me? You two look like twins.”

She smirked. “We should just take a blood test and find out, shouldn’t we?”

He frowned. “Heck no,” he said. “That would be super weird if you were like… cousins or something.”

She giggled. “It would only be weird if we’d known each other growing up. Like, if she really was my cousin or sister, then it would be icky.”

“So, nailing a family member you hadn’t ever met before would be okay?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

She thought quietly for a second, then nodded. “Yep.”

Smirking, he turned to hop in the shower.

“Shaving the giggle-berries?” she asked, seeing the razor in his hand.

“Yeah, I think I better. It’s getting a little rough and itchy down there.”

She giggled. “Want some help?” she offered.

“Always.”

Kara laughed easily at that, then shut the bathroom door behind her as she started to take her clothes off.

“So how did work go?” he asked.

She finished taking her panties off and slipped in, then said, “Do me a favor and don’t let me get my hair wet. I don’t want to have to rewash it.”

“Deal,” he replied.

“Work was fine. More of the same anyway.”

He started by washing and rinsing his crotch with his soap, handing the bottle to Kara and letting her do his backside.

“You know, I saw Samantha dealing with some pretty handsy folks, last night,” he said. “She seemed pretty capable in dealing with it though, so I didn’t say anything. Does that happen to you?”

She sighed. “Technically, we’re supposed to tell the managers about stuff like that, but if we went and let them know every time someone asked to touch us or just outright grabbed us, we’d never have anyone in there.”

She soaped up her hands and put the bottle down, then started to rub his back muscles, working down to his butt.

“Sam seems a little different though,” she said. “I can’t seem to put my finger on why.”

She trailed off, lost in thought, but then he saw her shake her head and bring herself back to the present. “So… yes, it happens, but it’s not supposed to. But, it’s never anything more than a grab. I mean, I used to get more than that when I went to the club to dance.”

Duncan chuckled. “Just wondering,” he told her.

She rubbed soap across his lower back, then buttocks and legs. After finishing with his ankles, she stood back up and ran a hand between his cheeks, gently scrubbing his undercarriage and ass.

Chuckling, he glanced back and raised an eyebrow at her.

“What? I love you and I want to make sure my boyfriend has a clean ass. I can wash my hands afterward.”

He smiled. “Thanks dear,” he said.

“Lift your leg and hand me the shaving cream,” she said, patting the edge of the tub.

Reaching over, he grabbed the bottle and handed it down.

“You don’t have your own?” she asked.

He shrugged. “That’s fine.”

“Okay, but your balls are going to smell like flowers and honey,” she joked.

She began to rub the cream on his most hard to reach area, and soon she asked for the razor. He felt her delicately pulling the instrument across his nether regions then and held as still as possible. After a bit, she had him lift his other leg to finish slowly and carefully shaving his testicles.

“Turn and face me,” she said.

He did as she was asked, swinging around, his cock landing right on her forehead.

“Hah,” she said, leaning back and planting a kiss on the tip.

More shaving cream followed, and soon she was delicately dragging it across the rest of his crotch. After just a few minutes, she stood and smiled, nodding and telling him to rinse off. The water ran over his groin and he felt how smooth and clean everything felt. It always felt weird, but he would get used to it quickly.

“God that thing looks big when you’re bare like that,” she said, turning as she was stepping out of the shower.

“Thanks for helping me,” he said, smiling at her.

She didn’t say anything, only blowing him a kiss and stepping out.

Quickly finishing up by washing and rinsing his hair, he hopped out and dried off, then went and got dressed. After seeing that Danielle and Conner were finally passed out together on the couch, he went and told Kara, who was helping Kelly with something in their bedroom, that he was going to go and get her battery checked.

She smiled, moving over to kiss him on the cheek. “Thanks babe,” she said.

Kelly giggled, and came over to kiss him on the cheek as well. “By the way, Camille texted while you were sleeping. She wants you to swing by this afternoon to go over the rough shots from the shoot the other day.”

“Okay. I’ll let her know that I’ll be by in a bit,” he said, then went and grabbed Kara’s keys.

Heading outside, he pulled the charger off the car and hopped in. Having to adjust the seat back a bit due to its normal driver being adorably short, he slid in and tried to start it. After just a little bit of effort, it started and he quickly pulled out, heading to his normal battery place. Pulling in, he saw one of the mechanics waving him forward into one of the bays, so he followed.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

“Battery?” the guy asked.

Duncan nodded. “Thanks,” he said, popping the hood.