THE FORBIDDEN STEP-SIBLING AFFAIR

Chapter 10: B.U.S

Ethan.

We slipped away from our friends, she was holding my hand leading the way squeezing us through the tightly packed crowd of revelers. It was not the first time we were making out in a public place, in fact while together we f****d everywhere, in the car, the shower, the park, beach, the balcony of her bedroom, at school we usually made out so I knew the drill. Our lips met the moment I bolted the door behind me and she almost chewed mine off my face, moaning in my mouth with pleasure as I hoisted her up and planted her butt and entire frame on the wall her legs around my waist, my arms grabbing her round firm ass in two large chunks the body heat between us was getting so intense. A warning was however ringing at the back of my mind, asking to stop, her arms slipped under the bacon of my belt and she grabbed my cork, it felt so good that I lost control of my body and almost dropped her were it not for my masculine frame holding her on the wall.

She quickly dropped my trousers while I worked on her dress, her juicy boobs bounced at my touch and kind of hypnotized me.

"You like them baby, come in, suckle!" She whispered sensually touching herself, my trousers were at knee length and she was in her matching blue string undies and half-shell bra, something must kill a man.

Frozen from the juiciness of her boobs, she could wait for me to come around so she grabbed my head and plastered it in her cleavage, rubbed my face continuously while my arms swiftly slid under her seamless undies and grabbed her butt, my throbbing cork was rubbing on her mound, the two organs were a thin fabric away. She kissed me again and went on her knees. Was it the first time I was going to lose a bet? No. What about the prize? It wasn't in the vicinity at that moment, we were not even together yet so there was no guilt of having a Break Up s*x with a hot super model ex. Knowing what was coming next, I braced myself for a trip to pleasure island by holding on the walls with my hands, luckily no drunk person had bothered to knock on our toilet door.

"He's grown huge, who you f*****g with?" She kissed kissing the tip of my d**k.

"No one yet"

"You lying" she said and send it in her mouth the retracted, she wanted me to want more, work for it. And I wasn't going to say no to head. If the deal was still in picture it was to leave her cold not the other way round, one arm was enough to support my body, the other one grabbed her pony, she responded with a sexy mourn raising her gaze to look at me with her lazy eyes, then slowly I send my d**k in her mouth through her throat aunt she choked on it, her eyes became watery but still she couldn't let my dripping wet, slippery curved d**k out of her hands, she held it with both hands and stroked it's long shaft from the tip to the base.

"Can't wait to f**k you again" she whispered touching herself.

Those words were like the cue, the switch that reverted me back to the prize ahead because since we kissed I felt more in control of my own body and thoughts. I helped her back on her feet and grabbed her neck, pushed her on the wall with one arm, the other rolled down her panties, the first finger broke her juices that filled the small enclosed area we were in and she was covering her mouth with her hands not to scream loud and attract more attention, the second finger had her holding me so tight, I stroked in her so hard and rhythmically, waiting for my moment of vengeance, while she moaned in pleasure my mind was doing an equivalent of deleting the last remaining good memories of her. And then at her weakest point I stopped and it was her turn to freeze. My fingers slipped out of her still tight kitty and I bet she felt so empty like I did.

"What! Why did you stop?"

I didn't answer instead I grabbed a tissue and cleaned her juices from my hand, rolled up my boxers and trousers then tightened the belt, all this while she was looking at me with a dropped jaw and a killer instinct in her eyes that were now cold and vengeful.

"Am no longer tied to your little finger Stacy. This was a test I had to pass for myself and for someone I'm planning to fall in love with. You made me think all girls are like you, I guess I had to stop from where it all started. Clean yourself up, after all you do high school boys, don't you?"

When I opened the door, Doug and Vic were standing right behind it. As much as that felt great, she still didn't deserve humiliation so I shut the door before they could see anything, then I gave them a silence gesture, washed and cleaned my hands with soap and water. All that time Stacy was still in there probably contemplating.

"You did it" Doug said the moment we stepped out of the club through the back door. It was already getting late and a quick look at my phone dad was already sending 'where are you' texts.

"You better give me that prize dude, it took every ounce of self-control not to mess up again"

"Don't worry I got you man"

"And where's Jake?"

"Left with his girl. He is probably getting head right now damn!" Vic seemed to be regretting.

"And why do you sound like you're feeling sorry for yourself? You got a girlfriend call her " for the first time Doug turned on his twin, I just enjoyed seeing them argue waiting for the opportune time to break them the bad news.

"Say something Ethan!" Vic finally realized my lack of interest in their conversation.

"You guys realize that we rode in Jake's car. If he is gone we basically don't have a ride"

"Ooh s**t! We were so held up with your case man. I'm getting taxi home, don't know about you guys but I can't use the subway"

"Goodnight buddy, here comes a taxi" Vic had already waved down one for him.

Jake had defected on his transport duties, for that reason he was going to make it up for us. Vic and I walked to the subway, once in a while it just felt good to be there, interact with people and then there were those performers with their instruments, dancers showcasing their talent. It was also the best place to be after getting one’s freedom. Here comes a trip down memory lane...

You remember when I said we used to have s*x on her balcony? It was our anniversary and I decided to surprise her with a banquet of tulips, the other one of roses was to congratulate her for graduating high school. Also, on the schedule was a plan to take her on a date, it was one of those lucky day’s dad had allowed me to drive his precious Bentley. Boy was rocking in a blue suit, no tie, plain white shirt and a pair of brown loafers. I knew she was home alone that day and silly me would have noticed the funny look on the faces of the guards and the housekeeper.

I went up the stairs to her room in a record time only to open the door and find that guy pounding in her doggy style position. They were so into it that they didn't notice my presence there and out of uncontrollable anger I grabbed a vase and send it crushing on the wall, the guy almost jumped out of his own skin as his massive d**k slipped out of her. She threw him a towel, kissed him on the mouth and asked him to give her some time to handle me. I wasn't going to wait around so I left angrily and she didn't even bother to come after me, I guess she went back and f****d him again.

"You're okay man? My stop is in the next couple of minutes or so"

"I'm good Vic, since when do you care that much about me"

"Bad joke, you sure you haven't nutted in your pants man, it's no easy feat to leave all that..."

"Dude, you can have her if you want. f**k the bro code, right now an done with her"

"See you at school man" he said cracking an embarrassed smile.

As much as he pretended to ignore my permission I knew how much he wanted her, you can almost say she was on his hit list.

After walking in on her smashing another guy, she took her time before she came looking for me at home. Beaten up and bruised emotionally but trying to be strong because one, no one gave a s**t and two my dad only cared about football. I channeled all that anger on football and started getting better. When she walked in the living room I left for the bedroom, unknowingly I had made it worse because she followed me, undressed and my anger melted, we f****d like animals and you know what followed next, I forgave her after all love is compromise and she said the guy was blackmailing her...I didn't care much as long as my toy was back.

It happened again, this time she lied to me she was out of town but in reality, she was having a good time with her college boyfriend at a beach, one of her friends shared their i********: story that I wasn't allowed to see. I remember driving to that beach, tried to fight for what I loved but the guy was huge and strong to go tore to tore with, I retreated licking my wounds and that's when I told her it was over. She didn't even cry or laugh b***h just looked me in the eye and said the words that churned and burned my belly every time they came up in my mind.

"It never started Ethan, go home!"

And as usual boys are always ready to bring up the past, gifts and sacrifices made just to keep her comfy and happy, and again she had another perfect answer for that.

"I never asked you to do that for me"

When my stop came I walked out of the train smiling and shaking my head. She was right, it was all me trying to force those things on her instead of finding out what she really wanted. Something else I realized was that my playboy behavior was still me dancing to Stacy's tunes but that same evening I made a resolution to change and take my chances with ivy, I just didn't know that it was going to be a war with fate.