Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

Mike turned and began to walk away from Emily. He steeled his resolve to avoid turning back to see what she was doing, looking at him or heading to class. He had to be firm and not give her hope, if he wasn’t going to pursue a relationship with her. He didn’t feel the same way about her that he did with Emma or any of his other sisters. It just felt so far away, so juvenile to him now. It seemed like such a hassle or a waste of time to have to deal with.

He immediately felt bad thinking such thoughts about Emily, and shook the thoughts from his head. She didn’t deserve that, not after all that she’d been through while out in California. He vowed to sit and talk to his sisters about what to do, and to set aside time to explain to Emily.

Emma was waiting for him at the door, a scowl on her face.

Mike sighed as he passed her. “What?” he asked.

“Well, what did she want?” Emma growled.

“She can’t just say hi?” Mike shot back.

Emma didn’t respond but Mike could feel the heat from her angry gaze boring into the back of his head. He liked the term “bitch lights” but didn’t dare push her any farther.

“You can sure be a real bitch when you want,” he said, instead, but realized that this too might have set her off.

She came up beside him then and giggled, her scowl turning into a playful good-girl-doing-bad-things grin. “Sorry, I just don’t like other girls trying to steal my toys.”

Mike smiled, glad that she’d turned off the “bitch lights” and was in a better mood. “So I’m a toy now, huh?”

Emma shrugged and leaned close to whisper in his ear. “Just say the word and I’ll show you how I’d like to play with you… Master.”

Their first class was relatively uneventful, with Dr. Hines droning on while the twins furiously took notes. Their next class, however, got a little more exciting when Mike decided to test Emma’s boundaries.

Mike stopped short and shook his head, closing his eyes.

Emma continued on into the room, turning back to wink at her little brother. Dr. Taylor entered just after Mike did, closed the door and went to toss his bag and a stack of papers on the desk.

Matt had a few desks empty next to him and Emma chose the one closest, leaving Mike the empty one beside her. Grabbing her arm he pulled her close and whispered into her ear. Emma giggled and nodded, turning and whispering slightly. “Yes, Master.”

She’d chosen a short black skirt and a low cut white top that showed her cleavage off nicely, something she thought Mike would have enjoyed. Thinking for a few seconds, she smiled and stood, heading towards the professor, and leaned low over his desk.

“I’m gonna freak the fuck out,” the voiced chimed in.

From the professor’s point of view, he had a direct view down the front of her shirt and wasn’t hesitant about getting an eyeful. The young girl didn’t have the largest breasts, but she was so lithe and fit, she was incredibly sexy. Sometimes he really loved his job.

The class themselves could barely contain themselves. Most of the girls that noticed rolled their eyes in irritation and disgust. The guys couldn’t take their eyes off of her, however, and fifteen sets of eyes were glued to her ass, clearly visible underneath her skirt, which had ridden up when she’d bent over to whisper into the professor’s ear.

“Boundaries my ass man, she’d probably fuck us right now. Wait, can we tell her to do that?”

Matt coughed when Mike glanced over and smacked him in the arm. Matt turned and shot him a look. “Sorry man, but that’s fuckin’ hot,” he leaned over and whispered, a little too loudly.

Emma turned and glanced back standing up and hiding her assets once more as the professor finally answered her question.From NôvelDrama.Org.

Mike was desperately trying not to burst from laughter. Emma calmly walked back and resumed her seat. Mike lowered his head and found his phone.

“Good girl,” he sent to her.

“Thank you, Master. I’m so horny now, though, I think I might stick to the seat,” she texted back, the message popping up as Dirty Fuck Slave.

Mike read it and coughed back a laugh that threatened to escape. He glanced over at Matt, still sneaking glances at Emma. Smiling, he texted Emma again. “Keep tormenting Matt in your next class.”

“Yes, Master,” came the reply from Dirty Fuck Slave.

“Please tell me you’re gonna hit that soon.”

‘In time, bro, in time,’ Mike thought back.

Class continued without further interruption, save for Matt ogling Emma as much as he could get away with.

After class ended, Matt headed off to his next class with Emma, leaving Mike to finish his last class by himself.

At the end of the day, Mike headed to his truck, where he found Emma waiting for him patiently. He smiled as she turned and stuck her rear out. “Just stick it in right here, Mike,” she said, grinning back at him.

Chuckling, Mike kept walking to his side and unlocked the doors. “Get in the truck before someone actually does come and stick something in there.”

Emma giggled and hopped in. “God, I’m so fucking horny now, Master,” she giggled as his truck roared to life.

Mike laughed. “You really like calling me that, don’t you.”

Emma grinned and leaned over.

“Only because I like to be your dirty little slave,” she said as she planted a kiss on his cheek.

“So what did you do to Matt?”

Emma giggled and shrugged. “Oh, a little of this and a little of that,” she said cryptically.

Mike raised an eyebrow at her.

Giving in, she leaned over and began to rub his crotch. “Well, first I dropped my pen on ‘accident’ and bent over in front of him, giving him a great view of my ass, and everything else you can see from the back. After that I dropped it again, letting him get it this time and smacking him in the arm when he took too long getting back into his chair, ogling my legs the whole time. When class was over, I accidentally ‘fell’ into his lap. I could feel his hard-on through his pants!”

As she related the last part, she glanced up at him. “Is that what you wanted?”

Mike smiled and nodded towards his crotch. “You tell me,” he said.

Emma smiled as she felt the bulge in his pants. “I think someone is turned on,” she said, her hand fumbling with his zipper.

“Not yet,” he said, leaning over and kissing her on the cheek. “I want to save my energy for tonight.”

“Damn it, man, you’re killing me.”

Emma’s face fell slightly at that and Mike didn’t miss it. “Okay,” she said, scooting back over into her seat.

Mike decided to change the subject quickly. “I actually need to ask your advice on something.”

“Yes, you can fuck me in the ass right now,” she said.

Mike burst out laughing with her, breaking the tense air. After several seconds of laughter, he finally contained himself and shook his head. “No, no, no,” he said. “Not what I meant.”

“Darn it,” she quipped.

“I’d ask all of the family what to do, but I don’t want to blow my chance for revenge on Beth and Sarah.”

“What’s up?” Emma said as she rummaged around in her back pack.

“Well, I’d like to ask you and Danni, honestly. I guess I’d better wait till later when I can get you two alone.”

“Great plan, sexy, but I don’t think Danni is interested in girls.”

Mike laughed again, but shook his head. “No, it’s about serious things.”

Emma glanced over. “Do I need to be concerned?”

Mike shook his head quickly. “No, baby, you don’t. I promise,” he said with a wink.