Step Family Matters

Growing up, my family situation was pretty unusual. To start off, by the time I was fourteen, I wasn’t living with my biological family anymore. When I was four, my mother died of cancer. It was pretty sudden, and we didn’t catch it until it was too late. Later on, when I was eight, my dad married again, this time to a woman who had a daughter about a year and a half older than me. Then, halfway through my thirteenth year, dad started acting strange and one day while my sister and I were at school and mom was at work, he packed up some stuff and left…and never came back. That was it, really. No note, no goodbyes and that was that. It broke my stepmom’s heart and shook me quite a bit as well. My stepsister, well she didn’t get to know dad all that well. Eventually, some detectives tracked him down in England where he’d been keeping a girlfriend apparently. Well, there was a quick divorce and it was over, I was living with my stepmom and stepsister, fourteen years old and depending on these two people who, while not blood related, had become my family.
Now, both stepmom and stepsis were, to put it bluntly, very big and very heavy. Stepmom, whom I always called mom, was about five foot nine and weighed about three hundred and fifty pounds. My stepsis, who’s name was Suzy, was a smaller (but not much) version of mom. At fifteen and a half, when all this started, she was about five foot seven inches and weighed a solid three hundred and twenty pounds. She had a medical condition, inherited from her mother, which accounted for that. Maybe it was just opposites attracting, given that I was and still am about five foot four and weigh about one twenty eight pounds, but I always found the both of them very attractive. If her mom hadn’t married my dad, I would have asked Suzy out at first opportunity. She was so sexy, tall, wide, and rounded with big full lips, wide blue eyes, long blond hair…and very large breasts and a big soft belly. What’s more, she and I had always gotten along well, become close friends from the time we met.
I was eight at the time, she nine and already on the way to becoming as big as she was when she was fifteen. We found out that her mom and my dad were going to become married, so while they had their alone time, we would go off and hang out. One thing we had in common was the fact we were both unpopular and got made fun of by other kids, her because she was so big and me because I was so small. What’s more, we found out that we had a lot in common, liked the same kind of music and had some talent in that area. We were both into weird cartoons and books and began to compare notes. By the end of that day out together we were fast friends. If anything, the marriage made us closer and we began to sort of stand up for each other. Another thing that may have lead to what happened was that she was physically affectionate. She liked to give hugs and I liked to hug as well. She and I hugged often and even gave each other an occasional peck on the cheek (in private) and for me, that was just fine. As puberty hit us, I even began taking a guilty pleasure in those hugs, pressing against her big, soft body during them. I think it was that what gave me my first erection, but I don’t know if she noticed it at the time. By the time she was fifteen she was quite well developed, although she still got teased mercilessly. Mentally, I was quite mature by fourteen, but my few attempts at becoming close to any girl had been met with disappointment, usually with the girl in question turning up her nose or laughing out loud. That had just happened when things between me and Suzy began to change.
Suzy had gotten home before me, having finished a test early and been allowed to go home. I was depressed, having just been laughed off by a girl. I don’t know why I’d been interested in her, but while it hurt being brushed off in this way, I was also a little relieved. Still, when I got in, Suzy could tell that I’d had a bad day, and she already could tell why.
“Hey, bro,” she said, patting the couch beside her, “didn’t go so well, huh?”
“She laughed in my face,” I told Suzy, dropping beside her after tossing my backpack on the floor.
“That’s rough,” she said to me, “C’mere.”
Suzy gave me a big hug which I held on to for some time, just sitting on the couch and hugging like that. It always made me feel better. I looked up at her and grinned.
“Eh, forget her,” I said, finally, “you know, I really appreciate you and I’m really glad I’ve got you as my stepsister…but you know, there’s only one thing wrong with it that I can think of.”
“Oh yeah?” said Suzy, “What’s that?”
“Well, it means that I can’t ask you out,” I admitted, “If I could, I would have done so a long time ago.”
Suzy’s hug on me loosened and she looked into my face with surprise, as if trying to search my face for a joke. There wasn’t one, although I wondered if I shouldn’t have said that.
“You really would have, wouldn’t you?” she said as if just discovering something, and then giggling playfully, “You think I’m hot, don’t you?”
“You are hot,” I told her with complete sincerity, “I kid you not.”
“Well, I appreciate you telling me that,” she said ruffling up my hair, “it means a lot to me, and you know what, lil’ bro? Don’t let those girls at school get you down. For what it’s worth, I think you’re a total cutie…and kinda sexy to boot.”
This threw me for a loop. The very fact that Suzy didn’t mind me thinking her gorgeous, but also thinking nearly the same of me. I couldn’t say anything immediately, so I just returned to hugging her and she gave me a squeeze against her big, squishy body. She giggled again then.
“It’s weird how things turn out,” she said, “the both of us totally hot for each other, but we can’t really express it because our mom and dad got married. I mean, we’re not even related by blood and then there’s the divorce, but still.”
“Well,” I said, treading carefully, “I’d say that does make a difference…I mean, well…okay, Suzy, let me ask you a hypothetical question. What would you do…if I told you I wanted to kiss you?”
Now it was Suzy’s turn to be speechless, mostly because maybe she knew that I meant it, and that depending on how she answered this could change things between us forever. After a moment she seemed to come to a decision.
“Well,” she said, “I’d probably ask you how big a kiss you wanted to give me and where.”
“Okay,” I said, moving forward, “and what if I told you I wanted to give you a fairly major kiss on the lips…not necessarily a French kiss to start, but certainly with lips parted.”
“Well,” said Suzy carefully, “if you did say that…I mean, we’ve always been close, and you want to have your first major kiss with someone you know and trust and who you know will kiss you because he means it…and I’m sure you mean it…so I’d say…yes, please kiss me.”
Well, I’d pretty much thought I’d have to actually ask first, but with her last few words, that basically decided things for me. I moved in slowly, gently, so that she could stop me if she didn’t really mean it. Suzy didn’t stop me, but turned her head a little, leaned forward a bit, and parted her big soft lips to accept mine. Our first kiss was soft and sweet to begin, just our lips moving, sliding together, pressing gently. Then Suzy’s hand slid behind my head to draw me into a deeper kiss, her lips parting a little more. I leaned into it, moaning a little and wrapping my arms around what I could of Suzy’s big middle. Her arms wrapped tight around my shoulders, our kisses deepening. She moaned then, and our tongues were suddenly involved, sliding together, wrestling around in each others’ mouths. Finally, we had to stop to breathe and we held each other close, my cheek pressed against hers.
“Ohmigod, Jason,” she said calling me by name, “I’ve wanted that for a long time. You’re so sweet, so wonderful, I kept wanting you to kiss me and wishing I could kiss you like that.”
“Me too,” I said, “I love you, Suzy.”
“I love you, too,” she said.
We began to kiss and hold each other again, but mom arrived at the door about then and we stopped. We figured that mom wouldn’t understand, so we decided to keep this new stage in our relationship under raps for now. We didn’t really know how far we wanted to take it at that point. We were young and hormonal…and aware of that, but we also knew we loved each other. Mom at that time had bounced back from the divorce rather well. She was working hard and she had us. We had supper and then we all watched a movie. Since Suzy and I had always been affectionate with each other, we were able to cuddle during the movie without arousing suspicion, although we certainly aroused each other.
Finally, it was time for bed and mom went to her room while Suzy and I went to our respective rooms. Once mom was in her room with the door closed, the two of us peeked out of our doors, having already gotten ready for bed. Since the coast was clear, I grinned at Suzy and she grinned back.
“Want a kiss good night?” she asked me.
“I’d love one, gorgeous,” I said, which made her blush.
“Then come in my room,” she said, “it may take a little while.”
“Sounds good,” I said, stepping out into the hallway, wearing a bathrobe and shorts, nothing else, “it’s freezing cold in that room. Thermostat’s broken again.”
“Really?” said Suzy…then a little shy, “do you want to…sleep in my room? You can, it’s warm in here.”
“You sure you don’t mind?” I asked her, a little nervous, hardening in my shorts.
“Of course I don’t mind,” said Suzy, guiding me into her room, “it sure beats hugging a teddy bear. Now gimme that kiss.”
Suzy was only wearing a nightshirt and a pair of panties, her huge breasts moving freely under the shirt. She pulled me against her and covered my mouth with hers. I hugged and kissed back as we pressed against and held each other. Suzy seemed almost urgent about that, gluing herself to me and not wanting to let go. After we finally stopped our kiss, she spread several big kisses over my face and neck and I returned those affections in kind. In many ways, with the heat coming off of both of us, it was almost as if we weren't wearing anything. My robe had fallen open over my chest and her warm soft body pressed against me through the thin t-shirt. After a moment, she was just hugging me.
"This is great," she murmured, "I never thought kissing would be this great. Who'd you learn it from?"
"Actually," I said, blushing a little, "you're my first real kiss."
At that point, Suzy held me by the shoulders so that she could look straight into my face.
"Really?" she asked, "I'm the first girl you've ever really kissed?"
"Yep," I told her, "I speak the truth."
Suzy just looked at me for a minute, letting her large body lean softly against mine. It was then that her large soft lips made a little "O" of surprise. Her hips were pressing gently against mine and she'd felt my erection. For a moment I thought I was busted, but she giggled and moved her hips a little against it.
"Did I do that?" she said with mock innocence and kissed me again, "you know, lil’ bro, I was kinda skeptical when you told me you thought I was hot…but I guess I’ve got indisputable proof here. You feel pretty…big down here.”
Suzy blushed as she said that but giggled and almost cooed a little bit when I pressed back against her.
“Well,” I said, “I guess all the hormones that didn’t go to making me tall or muscular had to go somewhere.”
“Well, you forget about being tall and muscely,” she told me, actually lifting me into the air, “I like you just the way you are.”
It was then that my robe fell all the way open and I felt Suzy’s large and thick nipples standing out against the shirt. She giggled as I my eyebrows rose in pleasant surprise.
“And I guess you’ve got your proof that I think you’re sexy the way you are,” she said, “c’mon. Let’s cuddle up and get some sleep. Big Saturday tomorrow. Any thoughts on what we should do with it?”
Suzy practically tossed me onto her bed and then pounced on with me as we got under the covers and cuddled up. I reveled in her big warm softness and she wrapped her arms around me. Indeed, that night I was to be her teddy bear, about which I had absolutely no problem.
“How about dinner and a movie?” I suggested.
“But we’re both broke, hon,” she reminded me.
“Well, mom’s going out of town for the weekend,” I said, given that this is what she often did on the weekends, “so why not I cook dinner, and you can choose a movie we can rent. I’ll bet we could scrounge up three bucks for that.”
Suzy thought about that and then nodded, her lips smiling wide.
“We could rent something really mushy,” she said with a giggle, “and then sit on the couch…and not watch it.”
“I like the way you think, sis,” I told her.
With that, we shared several more long and intense kisses before going to sleep next to each other.

I woke the next morning, wondering if I had dreamed the whole thing. However, that was quickly driven from my mind as I took stock of my surroundings. First, I was in Suzy’s room. Second, I was lying right next to her, my arms around her, and my head resting on one of her massive breasts. Mom was already gone and Suzy was still asleep. I listened to her heart beating and her slow, even breathing for a while…then I began to hear her murmuring. Suzy was talking in her sleep. She rolled to face me, pulling me close in her sleep, her mouth inches from my ear so I could hear every word she said.
“Mmmm…Jason,” she said, and I realized she was dreaming about me, “mmmm…Jason yeah…touch me right there…”
I was spellbound. Obviously, I believed Suzy when she told me that she was attracted to me, but the fact that she seemed to be dreaming about…a very intimate encounter with me just blew my mind. I began to wonder if I should just let her be or perhaps see what a few subtle touches did to enhance her dreams. Well, a few little touches couldn’t hurt and if she caught me I could say they were accidental…or pretend to also be asleep. One of her big, jiggling legs wrapped over my hip, so I brought my hand there first, gently stroking over her soft thigh and massive, plush butt. Her reaction was instant. Suzy began to move her hips against me and coo in her sleep, clutching me against her.
“Yeah, Jason,” she murmured, “it feels so good when you touch me. You’re the only one I ever want to touch me. You do it so good.”
Her words were making me very excited. I continued to stroke and gently kneed her massive ass, and then moved my hand gently up her back. Turning my head a little, I kissed her cheek and jaw, moving to her neck. I wanted to touch one of her massive, swelling tits. She moaned and then I felt her hand come between us and begin to touch the front of my shorts, feeling the outline of my erection.
“You’re so big here,” she murmurs, “yeah…touch my big titties. I know you want to…touch them, suck them.”
It was then that I realized that she was only pretending to be asleep. I caught the flickering of her eyes as she opened them to see me, and the curve of her mouth as she smiled. Apparently, she thought I might be still asleep. I moved my hand gently to one of her breasts, beginning to feel the huge, wobbling boob over the material of her nightshirt, and feel the thick nipple stand out against my palm. Suzy was gasping and cooing as I began to stroke and grope her massive tit, and then I moved my other hand into the action, carressing and fondling and stroking her nipples through the shirt. Her hand became more insistant as it stroked my cock through my shorts. Suddenly, I and she were looking in each others' eyes...and we just went for it, mashing our lips together. I pushed her shirt up and away from her humongous tits and then dove for them, kissing, licking, and sucking every inch before I found her thick nipple, taking it into my mouth and sucking.
"Oh yes!" she said, clutching me against her and sliding her hand inside of my shorts to stroke my cock, "you're so sweet and so naughty. Oh yeah...Jason...I'm not ready to go all the way just yet...but I want to make you cum...I want to cum, too. Stroke me down there, baby, please..."
I didn't need to be asked twice. I reached down, helping Suzy out of her panties, and began to stroke her lower lips with my fingers. They were puffy and very wet and my fingers sought out how she liked to be touched. She continued to stroke me and we continued to kiss each other all over, whatever we could reach. She was moaning under my touch...and then I got an idea.
"Suzy," I said, "would you like me to lick you down there?"
Suzy's eyes widened in disbelieving surprise.
"Would you?" she says, "Oh...yes please...lick me..."
I moved down the bed, kissing down her body, revelling in her big tummy on the way and even invading her belly button in doing so. She gasped and squirmed and giggled as I did that.
"Awwww...you like my big fat tummy," she murmured, "you're so sweet. I could just...oh! Oh yes!"
I had reached her dripping sex. Her smell was intoxicating, as was her taste. I searched her lips with my tongue, then began to invade her. It didn't take long before she was cumming hard, screaming loud, and clutching my head against her with her hands. It was a little while before she shakily released my head from her grip, after which she practically yanked me back up her body, clutching and kissing me, then moving down my body.
"I want to do that to you," she whispered, "I want to suck on you."
She touched me all over, kissing my neck and chest and then over my own belly before running her hands over my towering erection. She looked it over, impressed with my size, and then planted a long, sucking kiss on the head. She trailed kisses all over my cock and my balls, licking all around it, before sealing her big lips around it and sliding it into her mouth. The feeling was incredible as her big lips sucked and slurped noisily on my dick, her thick tongue swirling all around it, one of her hands fondling my balls as she bobbed her head up and down on me.
"Oh yeah, sis," I said, "feels so good...gonna cum."
"Yeah?" said Suzy, licking me, "cum in my mouth. I wanna taste it."
With that, she clamped her lips around me again and sucked with vigor. Finally, I could hold out no longer and came hard in her mouth. Suzy gulped it down, not missing a drop. Finally, she licked her lips and swallowed the excess.
"It's salty," said Suzy, sliding back up my body, "but it's not bad."
We spent some time just kissing and fondling for a while before deciding to get up. Even then we hugged naked for a long time, kissing and touching in her room. She giggled, ruffling up my hair.
“That’s a wake-up I could get used to,” she told me, “we may just have to start sleeping with each other every night.”
“You wanna share a shower?” I asked her.
“Mmmmmm,” Suzy said, “sounds good to me. C’mon, stud.”
We both went to the bathroom without even bothering to get dressed. We were excited…but there was innocence to it as well. We were giggling like kids, grabbing each other for kisses at every opportunity, giving each other little touches and caresses and grabs. Suzy loved the fact that I was so entranced by her big body. Once in the shower, things turned sensual. Something about the hot water, the soap making our bodies slick, and the close quarters causing us to slide all over each other, that did that. I decided that since we were there together, it might feel good to wash each other, so I began to run my soapy hands over Suzy’s naked body. It was more soothing and sensual than actually sexual, and soon her pudgy hands were getting into the act.
“That feels nice,” she told me, “I wonder if everything is better when done together.”
“It would certainly seem that way,” I said, running my hands over her massive breasts and then rinsing them.
After our shower, the day was very much like a typical Saturday together…with a few differences. After we’d watched our cartoons (we both still enjoyed that Saturday tradition) we ended up making out on the couch for a while. We had to do our chores, but found breaks to cuddle, kiss, and grope a little bit. Then, we carried out our plan for the evening. She rented a funny movie, and I made dinner for us. We cuddled in front of the T.V., eating our dinner, watching the movie, laughing, kissing a bit, and then the movie ended and we were wrapped up in each other, our tongues deep in each others’ mouths while the credits rolled. We lay on the couch together, me on top of her, just relaxing.
“What a great day this has been,” I commented.
“It’s not over yet, sweetheart,” Suzy said to me, “I’ve been thinkin’ a lot today…and almost asked a few times. Lil’ bro…do you think we could…try…going all the way?”
“You’d like to make love?” I asked.
Suzy just nodded. I smiled.
“I want to, too,” I told her.
That was all that needed to be said. I rose from the couch and extended my hands to Suzy which she took and I pulled her up. She grabbed me suddenly when we were standing, devouring my mouth again and pushing me gently towards her room. My hands were wandering all over her back and plush butt, her wide soft hips grinding against me. Soon she had me against the closed door of her room, pinning me there with her huge warm body. As turned on as I was, I didn't know if we would even make it into her room. I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and helped her out of it. Suzy hadn't bothered with her bra today, so those enormous milkers of hers were just flopping freely there. I dove for them, groping, feeling and then kissing and licking all over them, making her moan loud. I thought she might just cum from my lusty sucking on her thick nipples. Our pants were nearly off by the time she managed to open the door to her room, the two of us stumbling inside and towards her bed. Suzy shoved me onto her bed and hopped onto me, pinning me down again, her already wet womanhood sliding slickly along the length of my erection.
"I need this," she moaned, "I need you in me now."
She reached down and shoved herself down around me, her amazingly slippery cunt seeming to suck me inside. Both our virginities lost, the dam broke. My hips thrust up into her hot wetness and we began to hump wantonly. Suzy grabbed my head, landing kiss after big wet kiss all over my face and neck as we humped and moaned, her big soft belly and massive arse covering a good deal of my hips and thighs, her thick thighs trapping me between them. It wasn't long before we were both cumming, soaking her sheets with our mutual juices. Still, it wasn't long before I'd rolled her onto her back again and was fucking her for a second time.
It lasted well into the night, and we passed out together with a mutual 'I love you'. I knew there was more to come...but for then, sleep was welcome.