Stepbrother With Benefits (14 page)

“It isn’t? It sure looks like you’re watching a video of me and Beth having a bit of fun together. And it kinda looks like you were really enjoying it, too.”

“Oh god, Ellie, I’m so sorry! It’s just been so long since Johanna... and then all this week with your damn girlfriends, prancing about naked and showing off...”

“They were only trying to help you,” replied Ellie softly.

Jack failed to comprehend her response. “Help? How in the world could what they were doing be helping me?”

Ellie remained silent as she calmly walked over to the couch and took a seat beside her mortified brother. On the video, she’d just finished removing Beth’s blue panties and was stroking her hand over her best friend’s shaved vulva – an index finger briefly exploring between the puffy white folds.

Oh god, I’m watching my sister finger her best friend’s pussy!
realized Jack in abject horror.

That earlier discomfort he’d felt learning something sexual about a close family member? It had just reached stratospheric levels with that person being in the same room! Even if the video hadn’t starred Ellie, they didn’t have the kind of relationship where he’d dare watch something like this with her nearby. Jack immediately cast his eyes away from the screen, as if that might help, but the loud music and exaggerated moans of pleasure playing though the speakers continued to stab at his heart.

Frankly, he didn’t know where to look, or what to do.

The unbearable silence between the two stepsiblings continued until Ellie turned her head and caught her brother’s attention. She didn’t seem angry, disappointed, or even disgusted – there was simply no emotion for him to see at all.

“Do you find this kind of thing hot?”

That question made Jack’s face burn like he’d been splashed with acid. “Please, Ellie. You can’t ask me that.”

“I thought we could talk about anything and everything, remember? Am I wrong? Can’t we even be honest with each other... especially when the truth’s staring us in the face?”

Jack pursed his lips and ground his teeth together in frustration. Last night, he’d felt his relationship with Ellie had become the best it’d been in years – but now, he’d gone and royally fucked everything up. If only there were a button he could push to reset the last hour of his life! He swore he’d make wiser choices the next time around!

Swallowing hard, Jack prepared himself to be brutally honest, regardless of the dire consequences. He owed his sister that much. “Yes, sis... it’s hot... but you have to understand, guys are hard-wired that way. You can’t read too much into it.”

Seemingly satisfied with his answer, Ellie turned back to the screen. A half minute later, she asked another question. “Do you... think I’m pretty?”

Uh oh. “Of... of course, sis. I’ve always thought that.”

“Yeah, but I can tell you mean that platonically, like as your
sister.
What I want to know... is do you think I’m pretty... as a
woman?”

This seemed to Jack like one of those questions where, under normal circumstances, there was no right answer. With his last brutally honest response hanging thick in the air, he figured things couldn’t get any worse by continuing that policy. “Um... I suppose so...”

“Then I have to ask... do you love me at all?”

Pressing his head into the backrest of the couch, Jack pinched his eyes closed in despair. Family was the most important thing in the world to Jack – how could she even
ask
him something like that? He wanted to burst into tears at the devastation a moment of weakness had wrought between them.

“Oh, Ellie,” he replied in a wavering voice, “you know that I’ve always loved you dearly, my sweet little sister, and I always will... no matter how things might look like right now...”

Ellie watched the video in silence for another few moments, the recorded sounds of her pleasured moaning filling the room with excruciating tension. “I know you do, Jack. But that’s not exactly what I meant. What I really want to know, is could you see loving me... as more than a sister?”

Jack straightened up in alarm. This conversation was no longer heading where he’d anticipated.

“Ellie! Surely you don’t mean that.”

In a flash Ellie jumped up and turned to face her brother, bringing her knee across his lap and resting her butt on his thighs. When she was younger this position had been cute and endearing, but at nineteen years of age it felt... rather different. Provocative. Arousing. Her face looked bright and eager, the exact opposite of the emotions Jack was expecting to see.

“Yes, I do mean it! I’ve been thinking about it seriously ever since I moved out. I mean, I wouldn’t expect to be the only woman in your life, but I know in my heart that we both love each other... so there’s no reason why we can’t be together, so we can give each other the pleasure and happiness we both desperately need...”

Jack couldn’t believe his ears. Where was this ludicrous talk coming from? “Sis, I can smell alcohol on your breath. You’re just drunk, like I am, and don’t know what you’re saying...”

Ellie smirked. “Oh, I probably am a little bit drunk... but I still know exactly what I’m saying. I love you dearly, Jack, and know I can make you happy in the way you need as a man!”

“No, Ellie! Stop it. What you’re saying is impossible – you’re my sister!”

“Stepsister,” she said, correcting him. “And yet we’ve always been so in tune, you and I... last night, did you feel it? The spark? The connection?”

“Um, maybe, but—”

Ellie interrupted. “Oh, I’ve pushed those feelings aside, just like you, but I’ve come to realize that my relationship with you has always been very different than my girlfriends with blood brothers. We can be so much more with each other! This would just be us taking that spark we share to the next logical step. There’s nothing wrong with it.”

“Of course there is. We’re family!”

“Then you should know better than anyone else that I always mean what I say – and I
always
get what I want.”

With that, Ellie pulled the ruffled red blouse over her head and whipped her golden hair from side to side, proudly revealing the pristine white skin of her stomach and chest. Her large breasts remained concealed by a lacy black bra, but the material was so transparent in places that patches of small, dark red areolas could be seen showing through the flower pattern.

“Oh shit – sis! What’re you doing? Put your top back on – this is wrong!”

“No, I don’t think it is. I saw the look in your eyes when you were watching that video, Jack, rubbing yourself...” Ellie paused and shivered before continuing. “You asked me earlier how Beth and Rachel were trying to help. Well, they were simply trying to bring the idea of sex back into your life. I know it’s a big part of what you’ve been missing – what’s been making you so depressed and listless. I would have been relieved, overjoyed even, had you decided to fuck either of them on the spot.”

Ellie reached out and placed her hands on her brother’s shoulders. He tried to shrug them off, but she was determined.

“But Jack... you never gave in! You held out, resisting every irresistible offer. You wanted more than emotionless sex with the nearest girl. But then, in the kitchen... you let me touch you. Let me make you come. Feeling the throbbing heat of your heartbeat as your body peaked told me everything I needed to know about
us.
We both need to accept that it’s because we want each other, need each other, that we haven’t been able to move forward with other meaningful relationships.”

Jack’s mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. It really sounded like Ellie had been thinking about this for some time – but could any of it actually be true? Or was it all just the drunken ramblings of a rather perceptive nineteen-year-old?

Distracted as a million conflicting thoughts raced through his head, Jack failed to see Ellie bend down until feeling her moist, bee-stung lips touch his, kissing him in a way that no sister should ever kiss her brother.

Jack didn’t return the kiss, and desperately tried to keep his mouth clamped shut and lifeless in protest... but his less reluctant body reacted automatically to the exquisite and sensual touch of her lips with a sharp stirring in his loins, to which his rational brain objected.

When Ellie pulled back, Jack groaned and twisted away. “Oh, Ellie, you have no idea what you’re doing to me...”

Reaching behind her back, Ellie unclasped the lacy black bra and let it fall to the floor. Arching her spine and pushing out her chest, her heavy breasts bobbed and swayed mere inches in front of Jack’s face.

He couldn’t deny that Ellie looked positively stunning!

“Oh, Jack... you have no idea what you’ve done to me, for so many years now! Please, I know you only want me to have a happy life... but it’s making
you
happy that would give
me
endless pleasure. Please, Jack. Let’s be happy together!”

“Ellie, we can’t...”

Despite his mental anguish, Jack was unable to tear his eyes away from the sensual curves of Ellie’s full and youthful breasts, noting just how high and perky they sat on her chest, with only a tiny amount of sag and just the right amount of splay. And then, capping them so impeccably, those small but unusually dark red areolas that created such a dramatic contrast against her otherwise pale complexion.

Jack’s already tenuous mental resolve was fading by the second. “But what about mom and dad...” he whimpered nearly inaudibly.

Ellie inched her knees forwards and ground her crotch softly on her brother’s lap, with the rapidly growing bulge in his dress pants telling her – and him – that she was winning him over.

“You know mom and dad want nothing more than for us to be safe, healthy, and happy. In my heart, I know that if it means our happiness... they’d support us consummating our love for each other.”

Jack wasn’t nearly so sure about that. His instincts screamed at him that what Ellie was doing was wrong, impossible, unthinkable – that he should immediately flee the apartment, get in his car, and drive straight home to take a three-day cold shower.

But despite these feelings, his legs refused to move. There was something keeping him rooted in place.

Perhaps it was the alcohol flowing through his blood. Perhaps it was the year of almost complete sexual abstinence. Perhaps it was spending the past few days in a sexually-charged environment with Ellie’s friends.

Or maybe, just maybe, he’d been dreaming of this very moment for a long time now, and knew exactly what he was doing.

Whatever the reason, Jack’s trembling hands reached out towards Ellie’s perfect bare breasts... and cupped them in his palms, where he gave the warm and supple globes of flesh a firm squeeze with his fingers.

W
ith a
low, vibrating groan, Ellie pinched her eyes shut and leaned forwards, thrusting her breasts firmly into her brother’s hands and shuddering with arousal.

She felt so soft, so warm, so...
right.

Resigned to his fate, Jack looked up at the water stained ceiling and sighed. He was
so
going to hell for this! Tentatively, he massaged the soft mounds of flesh with his fingers, working his thumbs over Ellie’s rubbery nipples and prompting them to harden.

“Oh, Jack!” moaned Ellie in a husky tone. “I’ve dreamed of this moment for so long, ever since I was a little girl... lying awake in bed at night, touching myself under the sheets... imaging that my fingers were yours...”

This lurid confession shattered one of the last remaining layers of Jack’s fragile restraint. Releasing Ellie’s breasts, he gently brushed a lock of golden hair away from her face, looked into her eyes, and smiled. When she smiled back and his heart swooned with joy, Jack finally accepted what a deep connection there existed between the two of them. How could he have ignored it for so long?

Running his fingers around his sister’s ear and down the back her neck, goose bumps broke out across her skin. Abruptly Ellie pulled Jack close and mashed their lips together... and this time, Jack returned the kiss in full. His hands roamed freely over the smooth skin of her back, exploring the sensual sculpting of her youthful body, while Ellie wormed her tongue between his lips and shared with him the sweet taste of her saliva.

Breaking the kiss and pressing her cheek to his, she whispered breathily into his ear, “Please, Jack. Take me. I’ve waited far too long for this already.”

Without speaking a word, Jack slipped his hands under Ellie’s butt and in one swift motion, removed her from his lap and laid her out on the couch beside him. His fingers shook with excited energy as he fumbled with the button of her jeans, finally getting it undone and roughly jerking down the zipper. Ellie moaned and lifted her butt as he tugged the skin-tight denim from her hips and down her legs, yanking them past her feet and then throwing them with a flourish on the living room floor.

Ellie was now clothed in nothing more than a skimpy pair of black lace panties... the very same panties he’d seen Beth modeling on his first night in the apartment. My, how they must get around! Sticking her tongue playfully between her lips, Ellie parted her legs and revealed to Jack just how ready she was – with the entire gusset of her panties stained dark with wetness.