STEPBROTHER PLAYS DOCTOR
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I’d only seen my stepbrother through videos he’d posted on social media. But that glimpse was enough to fuel my dirtiest of fantasies for the last three months. The rivets of sweat that glided down over his hard chest and into each valley of his muscular abs before disappearing between the deep V muscles flanked by his hips never failed to make me cum when I touched myself. Of course, it didn’t help that his gray sweatpants left nothing to the imagination when it came to the prominent bulge hanging between his thighs.
Just that image alone caused my clit to pulse, and I was now slipping into the public restroom of the coffee shop. I furiously rubbed my tight little bud until my entire body vibrated with pleasure, and my juices coated my fingertips. But, as always, shame washed over me the moment I came undone, and my cheeks tinged pink with embarrassment as I left the stall. If I didn’t do something to curb the insatiable urge to fuck him, I was going to lose my mind.
I knew it was wrong, and I tried my best to push the fantasy out of my mind. But I couldn’t help but wonder what the weight of it would feel like in my hand or tasting him on the tip of my tongue. It was sick and depraved, but I needed him. And there was no one else I wanted to take my V-card. He was handsome, sure but was also studying upstate to become a doctor. Irrationally jealously flamed in my belly as I thought of the woman who got to play checkup with him.
But all of that was about to change because Kellen was about to come home for the weekend. I was going to make him mine before he disappeared back to his college, and I went off to my own. We’d never have to even see each other again. It was a perfect plan.
I spent the rest of my day preparing for his arrival. I got a Brazilian, and my hair blown out in anticipation of his fingers tangling in my messy mane while he drove his thick length inside of me. Just the thought made me drip with anticipation.
“What time is dinner?” I asked my mother as I poured myself a glass of wine. She narrowed her eyes at me before shaking her head.
“Are you planning on being comatose before your brother arrives?” she teased.
“Ew. He is not my brother,” I snapped before throwing back the last sip in my glass.
“His father and I are married, Raven. He is your brother, and you better welcome him into this family, or you can kiss any assistance at college goodbye,” she warned.
I rolled my eyes but didn’t argue. I didn’t want to screw up my mother’s life over some stupid fantasy, and I sure as hell didn’t want to ruin any chance I had of getting out of this small backwoods town.
“Yes, ma’am,” I replied before refilling my glass and downing the contents.
Three hours later, I was giddy with excitement and was practically bouncing off the walls as I tossed another dress onto a pile on my chair. I couldn’t find anything to wear that I thought would look good enough for a man like him.
When the doorbell rang, I squealed, grabbing the first garment I had tried on and tugged it over my head. It was from three summers ago and barely came to midthigh, but it was white, covered in lace, and made my tan pop.
I heard his voice as I bounded down the stairs. It was deep and masculine and caused a shiver to tickle its way up my spine as I rounded the corner and came face to face with my crush.
His eyes locked on mine, and I watched the column of his throat bob as he swallowed.
“I’ll let you two get acquainted while I pour us some drinks.” My mother was beaming as she bounded out of the entryway toward the kitchen.
“Raven?” he asked, standing to his full height, which had to be over six feet tall, a good half a foot taller than me. He was clutching a teddy bear in his hand.
“That’s me,” I replied, beaming. His gaze dropped to my thighs before dragging up my body before his eyebrows furrowed.
“You’re… much older than I assumed,” he replied, flashing me a brilliant smile. “Had I known, I would have gotten you a more age-appropriate toy,” he added, causing my cheeks to burn. I didn’t know if he meant that comment in a dirty way, but it still made me slick all the same.
“I love it,” I replied as I took the small plush from his hand. “That was very sweet of you.”
He shoved his hands into the pockets of his slacks. “I’m glad. But I wish my father would have specified the age of my new little sister. He wanted us to spend some time together this weekend, and I’m afraid the plans I made for us may be a little boring.”
“I’m s-sure whatever you plan to do with me will be fun,” I shot back, fumbling over my words as I eyed the stubble that lined his jaw like he hadn’t shaved for a few days giving him a rugged look. His dark hair was just long enough on top for him to run his fingers through, and I wanted desperately to tousle it.
“Kids,” my mother called from the other room, causing Kellen to smirk, and I rolled my eyes as he both padded through the expansive new home toward the dining room.
“Your father said he would be home soon,” she called out to Kellen as she sat the casserole on the table.
“This smells delicious,” he praised her, causing her to beam as we sank down in our seats and began to chitchat about his experiences at college.
Two hours later, we’d finally managed to finish dinner as Craig, my stepfather, droned on about his son’s studies.
“So, what do you have planned for the evening?” Craig asked as Kellen’s eyes flitted to me.
“Well, I was going to take Raven over to the bounce land in Jessup –”
“That sounds fun,” my mom interrupted. “Doesn’t that sound fun?” her eyes locked on mine, warning me not to be a brat.
“Sure,” I replied, unable to meet Kellen’s gaze.
“Are you sure?” he asked. “We could always go to a movie or something.”
Just then, the image of Kellen in his sweatpants, sans shirt, assaulted me. “No, actually, it sounds really fun,” I assured him.
“Well, we better get moving then. I don’t want to have you out too late.”
My hea rt deflated at his words. Even though I was older than he had anticipated, he still saw me as young kid. Or perhaps he had other plans after being forced to play doting brother.
“Keep her out as late as you want,” my mother added.
I pushed from the table and hurried upstairs to grab my purse when Kellen leaned against the doorframe.
“If you don’t want to do this, I understand.”
“No, it’s not that,” I replied as I slipped on my flats. “My mom is just really pushing for us to get along. I don’t want to be a burden.”
“You’re not a burden, Raven. Honestly, I want to get to know you. We’re family now. And besides, I could use a workout after that meal your mother had made.” He laughed, causing deep dimples to settle into his cheeks, and my belly flopped.
“Well, let’s get going then.”
I followed him down the stairs and out the front door to his car, stopping short as he pulled open the passenger door for me.
“What’s this?” I asked as I grabbed a gift bag from the seat.
Kellen rubbed his palm against the back of his neck. “It was for the Bounce land. It may be a little small,” he warned as I pulled a tiny pure white leotard from the bag with Princess emblazoned across the front in pink sparkles. He wasn’t kidding. It was definitely not made for someone with a chest.
“No, it’s n-nice. It’s made to stretch, right?” I teased, causing him to laugh. “Thank you. That was very thoughtful.”
I pushed to my toes and wrapped my arm around his neck to give him a quick hug. His body stiffened before his large palm slid against my back and hauled me against his muscular chest.
I reluctantly released my grip on him and hopped into the passenger seat as I watched him round the front of the vehicle. He slipped inside and pushed a button on the dash, causing his car to roar to life.
The Bounce land was empty, being after dinner time on a weekday. Kellen headed for the bathroom to change into some sweatpants and a t-shirt, so I waited for him to enter a stall before slipping in as well. I wanted to surprise him by trying on the leotard he’d gifted me.
I slid into the stall next to him, unable to contain my giggle as I struggled to pull the thin, stretchy material over my chest.
“Raven?” he called from the wall beside me.
“Sorry. I w-wanted to surprise you,” I couldn’t even finish my words as I broke out into a fit of giggles and pushed open the door. Kellen stepped out of his space as well, and his eyes dragged down my body.
“Wow,” he mouthed as his eyes took me in.
“It doesn’t fit very well,” I replied with a shrug.
“Looks great to me,” he replied before shaking his head. “But you can’t go out there like that. You’ll give the workers a heart attack.”
I let out another laugh before grabbing my dress and tugging it over my head. “Better?” I asked, earning me a nod of approval. I liked the idea of him not wanting other men to see me practically naked.
“What first?” he asked. “Bounce house or balance beams?”
“Balance beams,” I squealed as I hurried out of the confined space and raced toward the gymnastic equipment. Kellen followed after me and grabbed a pair of rings, pulling himself up effortlessly. I shook my head as I climbed up on a beam and began to walk across the narrow bar, pointing my toes with every step. Kellen laughed as he watched me.
“Very professional,” he teased. “Want to be an Olympian when you grow up?”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Contrary to popular belief, I am grown up, thank you very much,” I shot back before sticking my tongue out at him.
“I can see that.”
“Actually,” I replied as I stepped up on a higher beam. “I want to be a nurse.”
“Really?” he asked, surprise in his tone. “A doctor and a nurse in the family. Our parents will be proud.”
I rolled my eyes as I jumped down from the beam, doing a little bow before climbing up to another one even higher.
“What made you want to be a nurse?” he asked as I dusted chalk his hands before grabbing the uneven bars.
“I like helping people. What about you?”
“I like money,” he shot back, causing me to laugh.
“At least you’re honest.”
Kellen jumped down and shrugged as he watched me make my way across the beam before pivoting on my toes. “It’s just always what I wanted to do. My mom was a doctor.”
I nodded, knowing he’d lost his mother at a young age, and it must have had a profound impact on who he’d become. “She’d be proud of you if she could see you now.”
“I don’t know,” he replied with a rye smile. “I think she’d be more impressed with your balancing skills, princess.”
I smirked down at him as I did a little hop on the bar, causing me to wobble and nearly fall.
“Careful,” he warned as he watched me. “Our parents will disown me if I let you get hurt.”
“Oh, please. You’re the golden child. They would never.”
Kellen shook his head before his eyes met mine again. “I take it my father left out some details about my past.”
“What do you mean?” I asked as I danced across the beams.
“I didn’t always have my life together,” he explained. “There’s a reason I don’t visit my dad very often.”
“I get that.”
His eyes lingered on me for a moment. “You’re not at all what I expected.”
“Really?” I asked, unable to hide my smirk. “What did you expect?”
“Well, besides someone much younger, I thought you would be a brat. My dad seems to attract a certain kind of woman, and their children always seem to be spoiled rotten.”
That caused me to laugh as I jumped, turning myself around on the bar. “You’re exactly what I expected,” I shot back, causing his gaze to narrow. “I have a confession to make.”
His head cocked to the side as he waited for me to elaborate.
“I may have checked you out on social media.”
“Really? You checked me out, huh?”
I nodded, biting my lower lip as I felt my cheeks heat.
“Naughty girl. What did you find out about me?”
Something about his choice of words caused my core to throb. “Nothing much,” I teased. “You sure like to take off your clothes for the camera.”
That caused him to laugh. “My football videos.”
“Is that what was going on. I didn’t notice.”
“Too busy being distracted by the view?”
“Oh, please, big brother,” I shot back with my hands perched on my hips. “I couldn’t take my eyes off your friend.”
“I see,” he replied, shaking his head, but his smile never faltered. “What was my friend wearing?”
I scrunched up my face as I struggled to remember. “Gray sweatpants,” I shot back, but it came out more of a question and caused Kellen’s laugh to deepen.
“Actually, that was me.”
I rolled my eyes as I did a little hop on the beam, but my foot slipped, and I let out a squeal as I fell from the beam, crashing down on it before I was being cradled in Kellen’s muscular arms.
“Shit, Raven, are you alright?” he asked as he rushed toward one of the bounce houses and set me down gently on the entrance.
“I-I’m not sure,” I replied, wincing as pain shot between my legs. I pushed my hand down to cover the area with my palm.
“We should take you to the hospital,” he replied.
“No,” I shot back. “You and your dad already have your problems. If you end up taking me to the ER, you’ll set you guys back. Besides, you’re practically a doctor, right?”
“Raven, I’m still a student. I’m not qualified –”
“Oh, come on. You just need to make sure nothing is broken, right?”
His eyes narrowed before his gaze dipped to the apex of my thighs. “You’re my stepsister.”
“I don’t want some stranger looking at me down there,” I whined, suddenly realizing I’d have to expose myself for the first time to a complete stranger. “Please. You can’t take me. I’m fine. It doesn’t even hurt, I swear!”
“Have you… never –”
“Oh my god,” I groaned, covering my face with my palm. “This is so embarrassing. The first time a guy sees me down there, and it is going to be some old stranger.”
Kellen pulled my hand from my face as his eyes flitted around the nearly empty space. The worker that had been behind the counter was now in the back organizing stock as they prepared to close.
“You can’t tell anyone about this,” he whispered. “Promise me.”
I nodded emphatically as I bit my lower lip, hoping the throbbing pain would soon subside. “Besides, it’s not like we will see each other again anyway, right? You’re going back to school, and I’m off to college at Clayborne next year. It’s like we’re strangers, right?”
“Slide in the house,” he whispered, nodding his head to the inside of the bouncy castle. I crawled backward until we were inside, alone.
“You’re going to have to let me look.” His voice was lower now, raspy as he grabbed my arm and pulled my hand away. His fingertips slid over the inside of my thigh, pushing against the sensitive flesh. “Does this hurt?”
“N-no,” I whispered as he pushed my legs wide. “I hit more in the center.” His eyes met mine before going back to assess me.
“Raven,” he growled as his thumb slid across the stretchy material that I knew was damp just from his gaze. “Does this hurt?” he asked.
I pressed my teeth into my lower lip as I shook my head.
“What about this?” he asked as his thumb slid over the material, causing my hips to buck. “Hold still. I need to see you bare,” he warned as he grabbed the leotard and slowly drug it to the side, exposing me to him. “I’m checking if you’re bruised.”
His eyes studied me as his thumb ran softly along my lower lips. “How does this feel?” he asked, and my entire body felt like it was ready to combust. “Raven?” he asked when I didn’t respond.
“Good.” My voice was barely a whisper but thick with lust.
“How does it look?” I asked, worried maybe I had actually injured myself far worse than I thought.
“You’re pink… and wet,” he added as he spread me open, the tip of his finger teasing my entrance as he examined me further.
“What’s my diagnosis, doctor?” I asked, gasping at the contact.
“I think I need to make sure there are no internal injuries, he whispered, slipping his finger inside of me and slowly pumping it in and out. “You’re so tight. Does this hurt?”
“No, doctor,” I sighed, pressing my hips down to meet him, taking him in deeper. Then, with a groan, Kellen pushed a second finger inside of me, stretching me.
“How about now?” he asked.
“A little,” I admitted.
“Does this help?” he asked as the pad of his thumb rubbed over my clit.
“Ah, that feels…” I rolled my hips, unable to find the words to describe how amazing his touch felt.
“Perhaps I should kiss it and make it feel better,” he added before his tongue swiped against the sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Yes,” I moaned, tangling my fingers in his hair as he sucked and licked at my pussy as his fingers continued to pump in and out of me slowly. It felt better than even my dirtiest of fantasies could have conjured.
“You’re a very responsive patient,” he teased before sucking my clit. I cried out, my back bowing from the bounce house as he pulled his fingers from my cunt and speared his tongue inside me several times before latching onto my clit once more.
I cried out. I couldn’t help it. It felt so good I didn’t care if anyone heard me. My body began to shake, but he didn’t let up as he rutted his cock against the playhouse floor. “I’m going to cum,” I warned him. His fingers bit into my hips, bruisingly hard as he held me against his face. Pleasure rolled through me in violent waves as he licked up every drop of juice I gave him.
When my orgasm finally subsided, he crawled over me before pressing his lips to mine. I could taste my excitement on him.
“I think our parents would be very pleased how well we play together,” he teased as he lowered his hips and his thick length rubbed against my clit. I gasped, desperate for more. Then, shoving down his sweats, he rolled his hips once more, this time skin to skin. It felt so good I nearly came again instantly.
“This may hurt, princess,” he warned, grabbing his thick shaft and guiding his head to my entrance, teasing me. “You think you can take your big brother all the way in?”
I nodded, even though I was sure he could see the fear in my eyes. I’d just taken a hard fall, and now having my body stretched around his enormous cock may be too much to handle. Shoving up my dress, he gripped the top of my leotard and tugged it down, freeing my right breast. He groaned as he leaned down, sucking my pink nipple into his mouth and causing it to peak before doing the same to the left.
I let my eyes flutter closed as he slowly rolled his hips, causing the bounce house to move us as he rocked the tip of his cock inside of me. My body burned as I stretched around his thickness, but Kellen sank back on his knees and rubbed my clit as he rocked himself deeper inside of me, watching my tits bounce with every thrust.
“Mmm… I think we should have playdates more often.”
“Too bad you’ll be leaving for college again,” I replied as he pushed further inside of me.
“Didn’t our parents tell you? I’m transferring to Clayborne. That’s why I came back. Isn’t that where you’ll be going next year?” he asked with a wicked smirk. My eyes must have gone wide because Kellen chuckled as he laid over me, fucking me faster now and causing his balls to slap against my ass with every thrust. “And I’ll be staying right across the hall from you until I get my own place.”
I gasped, and Kellen saw it as an opportunity to stick his tongue in my mouth, kissing me hard. I should have shoved him off me and put an end to this dangerous game we were playing. But, instead, my fingernails bit into his thick forearms as he fucked me, desperate for another release. The idea of allowing him to do this to me over and over again made me even wetter.
My back bowed, and I felt like my entire body was on fire as my next climax inched closer. Kellen’s lips went to my ear, panting as continued. “Who knows, maybe when I get my own practice, you can come work for me, and we can play doctor in my office whenever we want,” he rasped.
My cunt began to grip down on his thick cock, milking him as my own excitement dripped down my ass. His fingers tangled in my hair, tugging it and pulling my lips to his, punishingly hard as he came inside of me in thick hot ropes.
He let his weight press against me now, pushing me into the giant inflatable cushion as we both struggled to catch our breath.
“How’s your pussy feel now, princess?” he asked, causing me to huff out a small laugh.
“I think you may need a follow-up visit tonight,” he replied as he pulled his still thick length from me with a groan.
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