Abigail is a 22-year old professional who finds herself hypnotically entranced by an image she sees in a spam email. When she goes back to find the picture, it's gone...and her step-brother was the last person to use the computer. She decides that the only possible course of action is to seduce him...and who can blame her if she enjoys herself in the process?
EXPLICIT: This hot 4100-word story includes pseudo-incest, family sex, rough play, mind control, oral sex, fingering, and an alpha male being seduced by his sexy sister while hoping that their mother won't come out and catch them in the act!
As I'd hoped, when I sneaked into the room, he was facing the computer, oblivious to my presence. I knew he'd be listening for the slightest hint of approaching family, but my efforts had paid off, and it wasn't long before I stood behind him, a smile on my face.
Pictures of teenaged girls in bikinis flicked across the screen, and though the high back of the chair meant that I couldn't see, I assumed that his hand was gripping his hard cock. I grinned in anticipation - he had no idea what was coming, and I couldn't wait to see his face when I struck.
I slowly moved around the chair. Still he didn't notice me - I could see that his face was gritted in determination, even as he struggled not to make a noise. He was uncircumcised, and didn't see as I watched his fist pump his foreskin back and forth across the glans of his penis.
"Hello, brother." I said, trying to make my voice as sexy and seductive as possible. "What have you got there?"
The look on his face was priceless - he simultaneously tried to cover himself up, spin around, and close all the tabs he had open, and failed at all three tasks.
"It's nothing to be ashamed of…" I murmured, my voice soft and silky. I glanced down at his exposed penis, and my eyes lit up. "…oh wow. Brother, you should be proud…"
"Sis!" he cried, his eyes almost falling out of his head as he saw what I was wearing. I'd been single for a while, but one of my ex-boyfriends had loved buying me lingerie, and tonight I was wearing the prize of my collection - a bra that managed to lift my breasts (making them appear double their normal size) and a g-string that showed off my ass, which I've long considered my best feature.
Of course, my brother couldn't see my behind from where he was sitting, but I knew he would before my revenge was complete.
I'd even shaved my pussy to complete the effect - I don't know if my brother was experienced enough to tell, but as his eyes raked up and down my body, I hoped he was aware of what the lack of stray hairs between my legs meant.
"Oh, come on…" I pouted, pushing my ruby-red lips out. I'd applied enough make-up to highlight my features, but not so much that he'd be able to tell I was wearing make-up. "I just want to play…"
Perfect, I thought. My brother's erection had wilted slightly at the shock of being caught, but from the way it was plumping up once more, it was obvious that my performance was working. He believed me - he truly believed that his sister found him sexy. It wasn’t a huge stretch, after all - he had a great body, and sitting topless on the chair, it wasn’t hard to appreciate it.
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Published October 28, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.