Unlikely To Be

The story might need a little work, it’s been awhile since I wrote a good story, but I got a little better towards the ends I think. If you see anything that needs correcting, let me know. Enjoy

Update: Due to some feedback on this story I'm currently in the process of redoing this chapter. Yes, it is rushed, I got quickly into the good stuff cause I didn't want to bore readers to death. yet, folks said I should not miss out on anything that would build the connection. SO! Once I get the time a revised Chapter 1 will be up along with Chapter 2.


Ch.1 Connection

“…Do you take Diana to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

“I do”

“And do you Diana, take Kyle to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

“I do”

“You may now kiss.”

“Great…” a voice went out quietly, inaudible by the cheers that rang out from family and friends of the new beautiful couple. As the crowd applauded and whistled, there was 1 who dreaded this new bond.

“James, stand up and be happy for your father.”

“It was better when it was just us, I didn’t want any more pain in the ass problems.”

“I’m sure you and her will get along just fine, son.”

“She’s a weird, mom. I don’t like her.”

“Well if you’re father loves her, you’re going to have to deal.”

“It’s not her, she’s an alright stepmother. It’s her daughter that I don’t like.” He nodded his head in the direction of a young lady dressed in a white gown-like dress with straight, medium length red hair. She had the cutest complexion, smiling with soft, red tainted lips. Freckled cheeks, dimpled with the arches of her smile made her look almost elementary.

“She’s cute, what’s her name?”

“Tabitha, the new pain in my ass.”

“Oh James, quit being a hard-ass. Y’all will get along fine.”

It’s been 2 month since the wedding.

James was the now the victim of a new step family he marked down as a burden. He hated this new family, having to meet new aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents. Some of them constantly come over to visit. He just wanted to go back to the way things use to be. He missed his old family, when it would just be him, his mom, and his dad. When they didn’t bother him much, and when he need to talk he could talk to his mom about anything. He had been raised in a family where he could be anti-social, but ask for advice when he needed it. That’s all he knew for 17 years, even after the divorce.

He was 14 when the divorce first happened, but even afterwards things had still been the same. His farther, Kyle, decided to call it off with his mother because she was immature at times. Which was true, his mom Shawnee still acted like a teenage a lot, but she was a whole lot more smarter than she acted. There were times she would just sit around the house and be lazy, some days she would go clubbing with her friends, and she would tease and pick on her husband just to annoy him. At 38 years old, he had long grown out of that, and decided to divorce someone who he figured would never grow up, and she agreed she never would. They instead stayed good friends.

After the divorce became official, they still lived together in their small 2 bedroom house. Kyle hated the house, but Shawnee and James loved it. It was a nice house, they kept it clean and tidy, but Kyle just wanted more space, promising he would get a new place when he finds another woman. Shawnee slept on the couch for the next 3 years until Kyle started dating Diana. When Diana started coming around, Shawnee moved out to her own apartment.

James first annoyance started coming when Diana started trying to get to know him. Shawnee was more understanding of private people and knew not to try and force her way into a person’s personal life. Diana on the other hand, wanted to know everything about someone and kept trying to dig deeper into James’ life for while till she kept hitting brick walls, she quit trying to so it’s believed she finally got the hint.
Then one day while James was locked away in his room playing his Xbox, Diana called his name.

“James, come here I want you to meet someone.”

James rolled his eyes before pausing his game and making his way into the living room.

“James, this is my daughter, Tabitha.”

James eyed the cute red headed girl, although she was just a few inches shorter than him, her looks deceived him, he thought she was twelve.

“Yay…” He said sarcastically “A little sister, how old is she? 12?”

Diana chuckled “No silly, she’s 17. She’s only 4 months younger than you. Since both of you are around the same age, I figured you would communicate better than I could with James.”

Tabitha looked at James will dull eyes, uninterested in meeting him almost as much as he was in meeting her. She was an amazingly cute and attractive girl, wearing a dull yellow spaghetti strap shirt which allowed silk straps of a black bra to be seen, khaki, baggy Capri pants, and black and white converse. She stood with her arms crossed at her chest, from the looks of her; you could guess she was some kind of an artist of musician.
She wore a white puka shell necklace around her neck, along with a set of headphones around her neck, the big ones that cover the entire ear. Both her ears were pierced twice, and her left ear had one extra cartilage piercing. Along her right arm was a black fishnet fingerless glove that stopped just before her elbow, and she wore a silvery ankle charm.

For having on no make- up besides a bit of eyeliner, she looked good. She had cute looks, but the way she carried herself, she looked kind of tom boyish, or the rough/strong type of girl. Her skin looked soft, even though her body was spotted with freckles thick enough in some areas to change her pale complexion to a tan look. Her body had sexy curves to it, she wasn’t skinny or muscular, but tone with spots of baby fat here and there, noticeable mostly on her cheeks.James stood there studying her for a bit as Diana continued to introduce her.

“Tabitha is a musician, artist and athlete, even though I’m not too happy with some of her choices, like doing graffiti on the school walls.”

“Wow, she does all that?” Kyle asked in disbelief almost.

“Yeah, she plays drums, bass guitar, lead guitar, piano, she can sing, she can draw, she does all that fancy design stuff on computers, and she plays volleyball. I’m trying to get her into softball since that’s my old sport.” Diana said, following with a chuckle.

“Holy crap. Well, you two should be just fine. James is good with computers, always designing stuff. I know he dabbles on the guitar a bit, how good he is I have no idea. And he plays football, wide receiver. But he spends more time on games these days.”

“Oh yeah, they should get along just fine.”

“James, take Tabitha into your room and talk, get to know each other, show her your guitar.”

James started heading to his room with Tabitha close behind. As they entered his room he pointed to his guitars.”There’s the guitars, play if you want. I’m in the middle of a game right now, so don’t bug me.” James sat on his bed where he was before playing his game, picked up his controller and continued.

Tabitha picked up the guitars, one was a beginner guitar that people usually start with, a black and white Squier, the second was a chicago blue Gipson Nighthawk. She set down the squire and proceeded to play with the Gipson. As she started playing, James spoke “Don’t touch the Gipson unless you know what you’re doing.” Tabitha smirked as she began to turn on a Peavey amp, she turned the amp and the guitar up as loud as possible and strummed the strings, making sure the amp was pointed towards James.

James, startled by the noise, jumped up realizing what was going on he quickly turned down the amp.”Fuck, bitch. What the fuck is you’re problem?”

“Showing you, that I know what I am doing. Got a fucking problem?”

“Get the fuck out of my room.”

“Awww, little bitch mad a girl scared him.” Tabitha put the guitar down and walked out of the room with James slamming the door behind her.

Tabitha went to the couch and listed to music till it was time to go that night, that was James and Tabitha’s first encounter and they haven’t liked each other since.
After the wedding, Diana and Tabitha had moved into the house till Diana and Kyle could find a new house to live in. Seeing that the house is only 2 bedrooms, Tabitha and James now had to share a room.

After a month of fighting over room space, there was now silence between Tabitha and James. Neither of them said a word to each other, it was just pure hatred between the 2.
James would usually be playing Xbox, and Tabitha would usually be playing guitar, bass, reading, drawing, or on the computer. Tabitha explored her talents more than James did, and this just seemed to piss James off as she got better, often becoming jealous at how well she played guitar.

James, above all, hated the lack of privacy it came with sharing a room. Considering both James and Tabitha were both anti-social type people and stayed in their room more than they went out, James couldn’t do anything in the room. Can’t masturbate, can’t look at porn, can’t get dressed or undressed, sure couldn’t bring a girl home and mess around without Tabitha being there. It was just hell for him sharing a room with someone, especially someone he didn’t like.

“This blows man…” James said to himself as he lay on his bed. He was horny at the moment, wanting to rub one out but he never knew Tabitha was going walk back in the room any second. He didn’t want to get up with a boner; just in case she walked in he didn’t want to be standing there with it looking her right in the face.

He closed his eyes, laying there waiting for his step sister to walk in so he could go take a shower. After awhile, the sound of footsteps along the hallway floor woke him up. The door creaked open and there stood Tabitha in a muscle shirt, obviously not wearing any bra, and short grey shorts. Her wet hair hung in slight curls, dangling in front of her face. Maybe it was because he was horny, but right now his step sister looked so hot. Her breasts were slightly visible through the muscle shirt, and it seemed to turn him on more. He never realized how sexy her body was till now.

Her calves and thighs were tone, a little muscular from volleyball. Her hips were a perfect for her size, curving nicely to her stomach, which also shaped into her breast. Until now James didn’t realize how amazing she was, he stared at her as she walked into the room and sat down on her bed. She had a perfect volleyball body, her ass showed that. “James, what are you doing? She’s a bitch.” He thought to himself. He snapped himself back to reality and got up to go take a shower, hiding his boner from her.

Once he got into the bathroom, he took off his shirt, throwing it on the floor before standing in the mirror for a bit. James had a football player’s body, built, muscular and tone, a lot of girls liked him, but they were all annoying. He gazed into the mirror talking to himself for a bit, convincing himself that Tabitha’s hot just because he’s horny. As he was trying to psych himself, he felt a vibration from the sink counter. He looked down, noticing a purple phone, obviously Tabitha’s.

He picked up the phone and opened the bathroom door to take her phone to her. As he open the bedroom door, he caught a surprise. “Tabith…” He couldn’t finish his sentence as Tabitha stood there, completely topless. She quickly covered herself with her arm, but not before James had seen her bare breast.

“Fuckin Shit, James. Gotdamnit. What the….” Tabitha had been looking down making sure she was covered, before she looked up at him. She had never seen James without a shirt, she never knew how built and tone he was. She liked what she saw, but she quickly came back to the situation at hand.

“Close the fuckin door so I can put on a bra real quick.”

He closed the door until she called him in with “Okay.”

“I just came back into to give you, your phone, you left it in there.” James said as he opened the door. She had on a black tank top and black pajamas, but she had her arms crossed at her chest. She walked up to James grabbing the phone from his hand.”Thanks.” she said as she turned away, checking her messages. She walked towards the bed, only to try and get away quickly. As she walked away, he noticed the way her pajamas formed around her ass, the thin silk material sinking into the crack, and copied the form and shape of it.

“Did you see anything earlier?” Tabitha said suddenly.

“No…” James replied.”I didn’t.”

“Liar, because you wouldn’t be standing there staring at my ass otherwise.”

“I’m not staring at your ass, bitch.”

“The fuck are you doing then?”

“Making sure I didn’t drop something.” He knew it was a crappy excuse, this was the first time he couldn't think up something solid.He was just Struck by her figure.

“Lame excuse, dude.”

“The fuck ever man. “

James closed the door and walked back down the hall to take a shower. Meanwhile Tabitha was telling herself the same thing James was telling himself. “You hate him, why is he starting to look good now?” Her hands crept down between her thighs; her fingers gently began to rub herself through the fabric letting out a soft moaner. “Maybe it’s because I’m horny.”

Once James got done showering, the entire time thinking about what just happened and how awkward it’s going to be going back in there. He made his way back down the hall and heard a slight whimper-moan. He didn’t think anything of it; he figured it was Kyle and Diana. He opened the door to his and Tabitha’s room, she was laying down texting. Trying to disguise the fact she was just masturbating, and that was her voice he heard down the hall way.

She could feel the moisture gathering between her thighs, wetter than she’d ever been. She shuffled her legs a bit trying to get comfortable, but she couldn’t get comfortable till she finished the job she started, and that wasn’t going to happen with James in the room. As she shuffled, the covered moved up the bed, revealing her feet. James noticed how cute her feet were and knew it would spark a reaction if he said something. “Hey, cute feet.”

“Shut-up.” She said with a slight smile. “You think I have cute feet, or do you just have a foot fetish?”

“Eh, little bit of both. I like feet.”

“Perv, getting a hard-on from my feet.” She said, jokingly.

He chuckled a bit.” You know, this is the first time we actually had a conversation. I’m surprised at your response. Sorry about earlier by the way.” James sat down on his side of the bed and turned on his Xbox.

“It’s alright. We share a room, it was bound to happen. And if you’re nice to me, you get a nice response, you complemented my feet.”

James wanted to say something else, but it might be too far. So he just sat down and started playing his games.

“What are you always playing? That Halo game?”

“Halo?! Fuck Halo, Battlefield Bad Company 2 is where it’s at.”

“ Boys and their war games.”

“Whatever.”

Tabitha was waiting for James to play his games before she tried to continue what she started. He being shirtless now didn’t help her at all, and the fact they were actually being nice to each other for once. She looked over at him, still admiring his built toned body.

“You get like that playing football?”

“Like what?”

“Built, you’re a pretty muscular dude, didn’t realize that.”

“Oh, yeah, years of football. Thank God it’s senior year.”

“Amen to that, I’m tired of volleyball.”

“Dumb teammates piss you off to?”

“Oh my fucking goodness, yes.”

“Don’t wanna go pro?”

“Nah, I wanna be a musician.”

“That’s probably your thing, you rip on the guitar, made me jealous.”

“I make boys jealous all the time.”

James again wanted to say something that might go too far, and held back from saying it. Tabitha was trying to hold a conversation to keep herself from thinking about how horny she was. It wasn’t working; she just got hornier looking at him. She starts rubbing herself beneath the covers, holding back her moans as she worked to please herself without him catching on. She bit her lip, closing her eyes and she began rubbing her clit harder and faster. She began breathing little heavier, trying to keep herself under control. She knew she could rub without making noise, but she couldn’t do insertion without moaning.

James could clearly hear her taking deep exhales here and there when the game would go silent for a bit. Her breathes were starting to get to him, raising his curiosity and his erection. “Shit…” he whispered to himself. Acting as if he was aggravated with the game when really, he had a full blown hard-on.

“Getting your ass beat over there?” She said, trying to hold a conversation but didn’t want to stop pleasuring herself, so she just slowed down.

“Yeah, something like that.” James said as he turned his system off. He couldn’t concentrate on the game, so there was no use in playing. As the room went silent Tabitha quit rubbing her clit, knowing she’d give herself away in the silence.

“Done already?” She asked, removing her hand from her pajama bottoms.

“Yeah, going to bed.” James stood up, his full erection pressing against the crotch of his shorts, he tried best he could to hide it as she went to cut out the lights but Tabitha saw it. She thought to herself, wondering if her breathing had been loud enough for him to hear. Was she the cause of the obvious bulge? If it was her fault he couldn’t concentrate? Was he feeling like she was? She broke her thoughts to continue small talk.

“Thank God, I can finally take this stuff off.” Tabitha said out to the pitch black room.

“What do you mean?” James asked.

“I sleep in a bra and panties, not pajamas, too uncomfortable.”

“Wow.” That did not all help his boner.” I’m in the room with you, you know. “

“You already pretty much saw me half naked earlier. “

“Yeah, nice boobs, by the way.”

“Asshole, I knew it.”

“Eh, no harm. It’s not like we’re blood related.”

“True.”

James laid down in his bed shuffling to get comfortable as Tabitha removed her tank top and pajamas to do the same. After they both got into position there was a bit of an eerie silence between the two, each being extremely horny, thinking about masturbating, but not wanting to let the other know. It was like that for 10 minutes before the silence was broken by a loud sigh from James.

“Can’t sleep?” Tabitha asked, quickly jumping at the chance to break the silence.

“Nah, I have a lot on my mind.”

“Same here.” She replied, shifting her legs a bit still uncomfortable from the wetness that gathered below.

“What’s on your mind?”

She almost wanted to let him know, hoping he would want the same thing. But it was her stepbrother; it’s kind of weird to lust for someone who is suppose to be like a brother, like family. She kept contradicting herself, trying to tell herself it was alright to lust after someone who is not your blood, but it still felt wrong he was her brother in a way.

“Just a bunch of weird things going through my head.” She said, attempting not to give herself away.

“I feel your pain.” James answered, covering his own lustful thoughts. He kept thinking about how he just went from hating her to having some lustful admiration for her. He kept hoping she would say something that would make him hate her again, but she just came off as a cool person which each word spoken. He couldn’t really have a crush on his stepsister, could he?

“Have you ever thought about something that made you kind of contradict yourself? Like you know the wrongs, but it felt right. Still, you want to do it.” She spoke, trying to make it as if she’s talking about some different situation.

He smirked, getting the answer he needed. She was thinking the same thing as him, feeling the same as him. He knew it was wrong to feel this way for her, but it still felt right. It’s not like she was his actual blood sister, there should be no problem with this. Still, she was like his sister, she was like family. He tried to answer best he could, hoping to answer his own questions as well.

“Well, it depends on how it’s viewed as wrong. If it’s something like stealing, it’s wrong, but if you’re stealing for a reason. Like you have no money and someone is hungry, then it can be good. You know? But if it’s something that is questionable to the public, like some see it as wrong, some see it as right and it has a lot of grey areas, maybe you should do it but keep it a secret for the sake of avoiding controversy. As long as you feel it’s right…yeah.”

He answered best he could without giving himself away, without realizing it he also answered his own questions. If he felt okay about it, and she felt okay about it maybe they should try this, they’re not blood related. As long as they kept it under wraps, don’t let anyone know about this.

She chuckled a bit; she knew he was talking about them. The weird awkwardness between them was gone and there was now a real comfortable conversation taking place between them, about them. She was alright with that, not letting anyone know about them. Both of them were pretty anti-social private people anyway, they could trust each other. Although they hated each other, 2 months in the same room, they knew how the other operated. They knew each other pretty well, just hated each other.

After a bit of silence, the silence of acknowledgment, Tabitha confirmed the situation, playing no more games with the subject at hand, just going for it and letting out her feelings.

“You’re thinking the same thing I am, aren’t you? I never knew how cool you were till now and…I kind of like you. It’s almost as if all the hate I had for you just went away, almost like it never existed. I’m just getting to know you and I like you.”

“Tabitha, we’ve been living in the same room for 2 months, you know me and I know you. After all the fights and arguments we’ve had we know how we work. I was just being an ass to you because I didn’t like this whole new family thing, but you’re pretty cool. I usually don’t feel this comfortable with anyone.”

“Well that’s nice to know. Sorry for being a bitch to you, I didn’t really like it either.” She said it almost as if a burden was released from her shoulders.
“It’s all good, shit happens.”

Another bit of silence took place; this one seemed more of a competition of who was going to make the first move.

“You cold, Tab?” James asked.

“Nah, why?”

“…You’re supposed to say yes.”

“Oh, yes I am cold.” She laughed a bit, knowing what his next move was.

James stood up from his bed, and pushed his mattress against hers. Their beds were both without frames, just two mattresses stacked on top of each other. The beds were also just a few feet away from each other, being just a foot away from the line they had made to separate the center of the room. Once his bed pressed against hers, he walked to the door and turned the lock.”Just incase.” He said before lying down next to Tabitha.
His placed his arm beneath her head, her cranium resting against his shoulder. She brought her body closer to his, her breasts pressing against his chest, her thighs sliding along his. He felt her dampened flesh along her thighs from the moisture she had gathering earlier, and she felt his half-erection that had gone down a bit from their conversation. Her right arm laid along his abs, she smiled as her fingertips slide along his muscular, yet tender skin.

“Hey, why are your thighs so moist?” He asked teasingly knowing the answer.

“Shut-up.” She said, closing her eyes feeling so comfortable in his arms. She felt so
right like this, cuddled close to him, someone she had hated for 5 straight months. Someone she had been sharing a room with for 2 months, this guy…her stepbrother.

James let his set of fingertips from his left hand slide along the soft surface of her flesh, caressing from her shoulder down to her hand before her fingers locked with his.

“No one is going to know about us, right?” She asked, pressing more against his warm, brawny figure, the soft skin of her cleavage, her stomach, and legs sliding against him.

“No one.” He answered simply. “No one is.”

Tabitha closed her eyes feeling so at peace against him, as did James with her. Both Tabitha and James slowly drifted into a deep comfortable sleep, relieved by their new bond.


“Hey, wake-up!” Was heard follow by a loud pounding at the door. Both Tabitha and James were woken up by the sound. Tabitha groaned shoving her face into James chest, trying to get away from the sound. James unlocked his left hand from hers, bringing his hand to his face, rubbing his eyes and trying to wake himself up a bit.

“What?!” James yelled, trying to answer the call so they could go away.

“Me and Diana are going out house hunting, just letting you know.”

“Okay…I don’t care. Have fun.”

“Later y’all.”

The sound of footsteps and keys jingling and keys even dropping to the hardwood surface of the kitchen was heard before silence filled the house. James looked to Tabitha, smiling a bit before making a compliment.

“Well, good morning ugly bed head, good grief.”

She let a loud, whiny sound right into his chest before letting out a muffled “Shut-up.” She soon followed it with a bite, letting her teeth pinch the flesh of his pectoral.
He let a short roar of pain go. “Okay, I’m sorry!”

“Better be, bitch.”She said in a sarcastic demanding tone.

“Ow.” He said rubbing where she bit him, the moist print of her saliva rubbing off into his skin. “That was kind of kinky.”

She placed her arms beneath her, lifting herself up from her elbows, her fingers poking him softly in his sides. He looked at her, staring into her eyes for moment before speaking.

“You know, I never realized how beautiful you are. Well…more cute than beautiful with those baby fat cheeks.” He gently pinched one of her cheeks before continuing.” It feels right, if feels like I already have a connection with you after fighting with you so much.”

She smiled before lifting her leg up and raising it over his form, straddling his lower stomach area. Tabitha leaned over atop of him, her hands planting next to his shoulders. She didn’t say anything back into him; she just looked back into his eyes, staring back at him with a slight smirk on her face. Her gentle light blue eyes locked to his, her red hair frizzled, hanging down around her head. The look in her eye told him everything he needed to know. This was just a crazy feeling, he was falling for his step sister, and he was falling hard, and so was she.

“James…”She whispered, her lips closing in on his slowly. This was going to be their first move, the first move of an awkward relationship between two step relatives, that only days before, could not stand each other. Her soft lips pressed against his, and it seemed to set a flame inside of them both. Not only did cuddling with each other felt right, kissing each other felt natural. Everything felt okay, fuck what the world thought of their relationship. Fuck all the judgmental society who said step brothers and step sisters shouldn’t date. This was something else, this was meant to be.

With their lips pressed against each other, James wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to her. His hands ran up her back, his fingertips pushing a wave of her flesh up to her neck. Tabitha let a deep exhale out through her nose, the feel of his hands pushing into her skin sending a small shock of pleasure though her body.
With her body hungry for more, Tabitha removed her lips from his only to give her lips space to open, letting the very tip of her tongue leave a moist trail of saliva along his lips. In response James met her tongue with his, igniting a deep kiss between the two. Their mouths open to each others, their tongues moving against one another. Their bodies began to heat up to the intense fire of passion that burned inside of them.

His hands rested at her waist, his palms starting to sweat as they lay along where the thighs meet the hips. With her love handles in his grasp, she begins to move them slowly, ever so slowly position herself comfortably right on top of James. Her lace panties meet the cotton of his shorts, and soon her momentum was right on his growing erection.

She felt him beneath her, and it caused her body to react quickly, flooding her canal with lubricant. Almost automatically, her hips begin slowly grinding him. Moving all the way to top of the shaft, and back down until she couldn’t feel it anymore and repeating her actions. Her hands moved along his shoulders, soft touch riding the surface till she contacted his palms. Locking her fingers with his and lifting them, moving them to his sides. She lifted herself up from him, breaking the kiss. The motion of her hips continued, both of them fully prepared.

Her hands detached themselves from his grip and hid behind her back, unsnapping her bra strap. Eyes of a lover studied her carefully, the way the scattered freckles danced down her neck and clustered around her cleavage. As he bra lowered showing more of her mounds, the freckles disbanded neatly along her breast and around her nipples. The shade of her areola was the same color of the scattered spots that tainted her body. Once the lace garment was loosened, the straps slid down her arm, revealing her bare upper body to him.

Full beautiful breasts show to him, jiggling slightly with every move she made. The touch of his thumbs started from her stomach and worked their way up to cup the soft hills of flesh. They were a nice pair, probably the nicest he’d ever seen before, and definitely the nicest pair he ever held in his hands. After a moment of letting him inspect her body she leaned back down against him, her soft, bare nipples against his bare chest.

It sent a flame running through his body, causing his sex-ready appendage to throb against her. A long, shuddering exhale left him, his eyes shot open in a lost gaze. A mini orgasm dominated him, his body quaking softly beneath her weight. His head cradled back, opening his neck to her and she attacked. Her lips moved gently against his throat before latching her lips on to him. She worked with her tongue, her teeth, and her lips. Sucking, licking, kissing along his neck up to just below his ear, each piece of contact felt like it electrocuted him.

He was completely under her control, right now he was completely hers. His body had never felt passionate pleasure, such shock and burning desire for anyone. Her touch felt softer than anyone else’s, her lips along his skin shocked him, her teeth sunk deeper into him. His reactions to her were almost feminine, his breathing became heavy, he tried hard not to grunt and groan with every bite, every suckle, every lick.

“Tab…Shi…G-…ugh.”

She couldn’t help herself; her actions were no longer her own but that of her desire. Tabitha had never done this to anyone, nor had she felt this way for anyone. She had him completely under her spell of passion, but she was like this because of the throbbing she felt pushing against her. She was under the influence of lust, the lust for his body, and only his.

Without thought and control, his body matched the grinding her body did against his form, causing his stiff bulge to push hard against her. Soft purr-like moans vibrated through her lips and against his neck, adding to the pleasure that resonated through their bodies.

Tabitha couldn’t take much more, her slender fingers worked down his sweat coated body. Her body as hot as his, made their flesh to become rough and sticky. The touch trailed its way down to James’ waistband of his shorts, moist from their grinding, and loosening them and pulling them down to the knees. One single finger came to contact with James inner right thigh, running up till it touched his sack. She softened her touch, tipping his testicles and pressing down against at the base of his penis. Slowly, the finger slide up the very center of his appendage, passing the crown and stopping right at the top, directly over the hole. All of her fingers then wrapped tightly around the entire shaft, and slowly begin sliding her grip up and down.

James extended his reach to her waist, thumbs creeping beneath the fabric around her hips. With her soft feminine hands running up and down his length, it was hard for him to control his actions. He planned on returning the favor. He manage to pull the clothing down enough to fully expose her. Both palms ran up her thighs to her hips, one hand stopping at her waistline and began moving down the middle of her. Two fingers slide down and disappear between her thigh, feeling the soft lips below. He teased her, tracing the line of her slit a bit before moving up between the folds, touching the silk juicy entrance. He pushed his fingers into her tight canal slowly, working his way deep inside of her.

Sharp gasps and whimpers shot out from her, waves of pleasure surged through her body. His touch inside of her felt so blissful. She rocked herself against his hand, pushing herself on him wanting to feel so much more of him inside of her. It became hard to slide her hand along his length, and now he was in full control of her. His fingers moving in and out of her at a steady pace, caused her body to tighten. Her toes curled, her heavy breathing became soft moans in his ear.

She became weak, unable to herself up and collapsed on top of him. Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, wanting to be as close to him as possible. Moist fingers removed themselves from inside of her, and wrapped around her as wall. A beautiful, naked embrace they shared feeling so passionately for the other.

A second of catching her breathe ad Tabitha was moving again, moving her arm to her thighs to remove the panties that constricted her full movements. James did the same, now leaving the lovers completely nude to each other in this moment.
Tabitha straddled James once more, this time the folds pressed against his shaft. The moisture of her entrance trailing along his cock as she slid back and forth teasing him. Both of their bodies ached for the other, and it was time.

Tabitha lifted herself up, on hand reaching down to grab hold of him and guide him inside of her. As she lowered herself down, the crown of his dick pressed against her entrance. Slowly her tight entrance expanded, wrapping around him, going deeper and deeper inside of her.

James was no small man; his length was at least seven inches. But it was his width that was more of a problem for Tabitha. He had to be almost two inches wide. She had to take her time putting him inside of her. With ever bit that went inside of her, James became so lost in this world of ecstasy.

Finally her labia had met the base of his shaft, her entire tunnel filled. Her hands gripped the sheets of her bed tightly, nearly pulling them from the bed. Trying to put all of him inside of her and put her body and a swirl of pleasure and pain, her canal stretching to get him inside of her.

She rocked back and forth, her walls massaging his stiff dick so deep inside of her. Tabitha’s moans and groans increased in volume, her hips humping and rocking back and forth to direct both herself and James to incredible amounts of pleasure. They weren’t if it was because of their feelings, or how tight she was, but they had never felt pleasure from anyone before.

James tightened the embrace around her, pulling her closer against him. Their hip rock against each other, pushing himself deeper into her. Motions of pure passion, a desire to reach the state of pure ecstasy together drives their bodies. With James’ arms around her upper body, Tabitha hooks her arms around his shoulders. Her nails scratch into his skin, leaving marks along his back and neck. One of James’ hands would move up to the back of Tabitha’s head, and push her head into his chest smothering her intense cries of pleasure.

Her mouth wide open against his skin, letting hot breathes go along his brawny form. They were trying to drive each other to the deepest depths of pleasure. Tabitha increased her speed, lifting her pelvis up and slamming herself down on James cock. James would match her timing, putting more force into his thrust. The impact of moist flesh filled the room followed by dampened moans filled the room.

Sudden Tabitha’s grasped tight, her body locked with one last shock of pleasure. Her knees pressed against James’ sides, squeezing him. She felt unable to breathe as a rush of amazing pleasure filled her entire body. Her right knee begins to shake and twitch violently, causing her body to vibrate on top of James.

Her orgasm forced her walls around James’ dick to tighten, and her body now shook against him. It offered a steady flow of unbelievable amounts of satisfaction to him. The moment put him on the edge of his own orgasm. Once her orgasm began to subside she tried to speak, heavy breath made it a little difficult for her.

“Please…don’t be…grossed out.”

Her knees released the pleasure from his sides; her walls began to relax as her body began to recover from the orgasms toll on her. Without warning he felt a rush of fluid down his dick and she felt wetter than before. It moved quickly down his shaft to the base, trickling quickly from her down along his sack and between his thighs to the bed. The warm fluid felt good against his skin as it made its way down.

Soon she struggled to raise herself completely off him, and once she had fully removed him from her the fluid drained quickly from her body. It splashed all over James’ stomach and legs soaking him and the bed. The liquid soon ceased, relieved she planted herself back down on James’ pole now working to make him feel the same thing she felt. She slid herself along the crown of his dick, hitting the most sensitive areas wanting him to explode with pleasure.

Due to him already being in on the absolute edge of an orgasm already, it did not take long for him to give in. His hips thrust once more against her grunting trying to remain in control of his body fighting the contractions the locked his muscles. Feeling his cock twitching inside of her, she removed herself once more from him.

James’ toes curled, his eyes closed tightly as his body took control reacting on its own accord to the enormous load of pleasure built up. It released itself, shooting straight up against the folds of Tabitha’s pussy. It shot all over stomach and thighs before glazing James’ own stomach. It left a bit of their bodies glazed a thick milky cream.
Tabitha slowly let herself down next to James’ both their bodies completely exhausted and drained from their intercourse. Her soft feminine arm would lie across his chest, her thigh across his waist lying in a small puddle of their mixed cum. Her juices dampened the bed beneath his waist, soaking his ass. It was a beautiful after sex sight to behold; it showed the story of how intense it had been. And they didn’t care; they felt so much for each other in that.

James’ locked his hand into hers, their fingers webbing into each other. She cuddled close against him, purring softly against his chest. He looked over at the clock, it read a little after 10:30am. Thankfully it was a Saturday, so they didn’t have to be anywhere anytime soon.

He brought his gaze back down to her, breaking the silence.

“Well, good morning ugly bed head.”

“I don’t have the energy to bite you right now.” She said without any movement of her body, showing just how drained she was.

“I bet, had no idea you would be a squirter.”

“Hmmm…Hope I didn’t scare you with that.”

“Nah, you should’ve told me before. Cause when you said ‘Pleased don’t be grossed out.’ I thought you were gonna piss on me.”

She laughed weakly at his statement.”Is that something else that turns you on?”
“No, just feet.”

“Good, cause I wasn’t about to start any pissing fetishes.”

“If you did, we’d have a problem. Because there would be no covering that up. The room would smell like piss, I mean it already smells like sex and we have to change your bed sheets now cause of your damn squirting.”

She made a quick high pitch whiny noise. “Fine, I won’t squirt anymore.”

“No, No…please do. Wait, can you control it?” He said with a puzzled look on his face.

“No, idiot.”

“Oh…cause that’d be cool.”

She laughed at him, it was something about them that was just really connected. Before now Tabitha had been more tomboyish, she never would act like a girl around people. Yet with him, she felt so comfortable being girlish, she let him see who she was instead of acting so tough. Before now James’ had always kept to himself, he’d always been a witty guy, funny and outspoken. He never showed that side before, he always kept to himself and avoided conversation. Now they were who they are with each other.
She nudged him a bit, trying to get his attention.

“Hmm?” He said with closed eyes, almost asleep.

“You think people would think it weird if we just suddenly stopped arguing?”

“I don’t know. I mean I can still keep up the act in public…maybe…I don’t know…nevermind I can’t. It’d be hard now to be an ass to you unless you piss me off.”

“Make up your fucking mind, gah!” She uttered sarcastically.

“Hey, you shut your fucking mouth when talking to me.” He said, knowing the sentence doesn’t make sense.

She let out a good laugh at his line, enjoying his humorous timing. Finally she regained herself from the joke.”So what are we going to do about this?”

“We stay together like family in public, but when we’re alone we’re together. It’s the only way, shit would get blown out of proportion if people found out.”

“Okay…so we’ll act like family?”

“Yeah, act like family.”
With that in agreement silence filled the place again, with drained bodies they wondered into sleep, not worrying about tomorrow but the comfort of right now. The comfort of being in this relationship, this relationship of stepbrother and step sister.