Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

After several minutes of standing there allowing her to lick and suck at his sticky cock, Mike finally opened his eyes and smiled down at her. Danni winked and continued to lick and suck, probably content to remain down there all day, sucking and licking on her favorite part of him.

After a few minutes, Mike looked down again and she was still licking. “As much as I’d love for you to stay there all day, we do have to do other things today.”

“Nah,” she said, giggling. She licked one more time and pouted at him. “Alright, fine,” she said with a sigh.

Mike smiled and turned to get dressed, Danni moving to retrieve some of his boxers from a drawer. Seeing her going through his underwear drawer, Mike rolled his eyes.

“How about some blue jeans and an old work shirt of mine, too,” he said playfully.

“Oo, I think I like these,” she said, holding up an old white jockstrap and placing it strategically at her crotch.

Mike turned and burst out laughing. “Man, I guess I still have that from football,” he said between chuckles.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“What? You don’t think it’ll look good on me.”

“Sweetie, you could make a potato sack look good,” he said.

Danni scrunched up her face and peered at him. “So you are saying I’m so ugly the potato sack looks better than me?”

Mike turned and looked around at nothing for a second, his brain trying to work out just what had been said, and what it had intended to convey.

“Wait, no I… uh…”

“Maybe I should handle the compliments.”

Danni couldn’t take it any longer and burst out laughing. “I’m kidding you big doofus, I know what you meant.”

Mike smirked at her.

“But still, that was definitely a “Mike” compliment.” Mike had a knack for accidentally insulting people when he meant to give them a compliment. The sisters called it a Mike compliment.

“Yeah yeah,” he said, turning and grabbing at the jock strap.

Danni danced out of reach and began to push a foot into one of the straps. “Stop, I wanna wear it!” she giggled excitedly.

Mike shook his head and reached for a pair of normal underwear, some boxer briefs and a white undershirt and turned to another drawer to get a pair of long shorts. Turning back to his grinning sister, he burst out laughing and quickly covered his mouth.

Danni had succeeded in pulling the jockstrap on, and the effect was ridiculous.

“Now that is hot,” Mike said sarcastically. “That’s a great idea, try and turn me on with my own underwear.”

Danni danced around in a little circle, wiggling her butt at him. “What? You don’t think I’m sexy anymore?”

Mike closed his eyes and shook his head.

Danni spread her legs a little bit and bent at the knees and began thrusting with her crotch towards him, moving forwards and scowling at him.

“Hey baby,” she said in deeper voice. “You’re so fuckin’ hot girl, lemme play with your boobs,” she said, thrusting her crotch at him and moving close.

Mike was laughing quietly, as she pushed him against the dresser.

“Just touch it, girl,” she said deeply. “Just let me stick it in a little, just the tip, you’re so fuckin’ sexy girl.”

Mike rolled his eyes and reached for another shirt.

“I’m on the rag,” he said handing her the shirt.

“That’s okay sweet-tits,” she said again, deeply. “That’s what you’re mouth is for, slut.”

Mike burst out laughing as Danni finally stopped thrusting her imaginary dick against his leg. “Just for the record,” Mike said, putting his arms around her and kissing her on the forehead, “you make a horrible guy.”

“That was the most disturbing thing I’ve ever witnessed,” the voice said.

“Aww, thanks slut,” she giggled in her normal voice. Reaching for his offered shirt, she pulled it on and pulled off the jockstrap, grabbing at a blue pair of boxers.

Mike headed for the door to go to breakfast and turned back to her as he reached it. “It’s good to be back,” he said, turning the knob.

“It’s unspeakably awesome to have you back,” she said. “Just remember, I’m still sad that you can’t remember anything, and you’re still brain damaged.”

Mike chuckled and crossed his eyes. “Howdy, I have brain damage” he said, quoting from Danni’s favorite episode of Robot Chicken.

“Kick it over here Hi My Name is Ricky!” she responded with a smile and a giggle. He turned at the door and looked back. “By the way, you don’t look very sad right now, you might want to work on that.”

Danni frowned for a second and lowered her head, doing her best attempt to look sad before raising her gaze back to Mike. “How was that?”

“Terrible, you look like you just had sex,” he said.

Danni smirked at him and pointed a finger in his direction. “I wonder who’s fault that is.”

Mike chuckled and headed to breakfast, stopping just outside the door to remind himself that he had a plan, and needed to act like nothing had happened the night before.

He headed downstairs and into the kitchen. Sarah was at her customary place at the sink.

“Throw her down and fuck her!”

‘Seriously man?’ Mike thought.

“Sorry, got a little over-excited. It’s been awhile.”

Mike stepped over to her and gave her a peck on the cheek. “Hey sis,” he said.

Sarah turned from the dish she was washing and smiled. “Hey,” she said. “How was your date with Emily? Did y’all have a good time?”

Mike smiled and moved to get a bowl of cereal. “It was good. Finally talked about us,” he said, turning and peering at her briefly. There was hint of irritation in her face, but she didn’t look upset.

“Good,” she said, making the word sound like the exact opposite.

Mike chuckled quietly and sat to eat. “Still, I don’t think we’ll start dating. Too much has happened to her.”

“I’m sorry hun,” she said, not sounding very sorry. “I hope it works out between you two.”