A Big Change

He heard her protests, yet at the same time he saw her eyes glued to his crotch. He smirked and took a step closer to her. "Do you have a little boyfriend Erin? You think he'd be jealous if he knew what you were staring at right now? I'm not gonna tell him what your doing, so how would he ever know?" He raised an eyebrow. "I guess the same could be said for Beth or your Mom, or my Dad couldn't it?"

Slowly and methodically he leaned back against a counter and removed his boots, stuffing his socks inside them and setting them on the bare floor, his eyes openly traveling up and down her athletic young legs.
 
"I ... uh... I mean, yeah I have a boyfriend, but thats not what I'm worried about" she admitted. It was true. She had been seeing the captain of the football team, but he was an egotistical jerk and she really didn't care for him one way or the other.

She watched as he began to take off his boots and socks. Even the way he moved while doing that was sensuous to her. She was well aware of his eyes on her body at well. Her breath was rapid, making her chest rise and fall heavily.

"John... you're ... well you're really HOT, I just... I don't know" she admitted weakly.
 
He leaned against the counter and smiled as he crossed his arms. "Hot huh? So my Step-Sis think's i'm hot? That's pretty wrong Erin. Very wrong actually. That's almost as wrong as me thinking my Step-Sis is just about the hottest thing i've ever seen."

He pushed off the counter and took another slow step toward her. His eyes running up and down her tight young athletic body. The way her auburn hair had fallen from her tight do and around her face as they'd driven.

"Speaking of which." His smirk was mischievous and at the same time strangely hungry. "isn't it hot in here?"
 
Erin stepped back even as John stepped forward.

"Uhmm... yeah its blazing in here" she replied.

She didn't know what to do with herself. What she really wanted to do was turn and run into his arms. Or turn and run away. She was completely confused by the contrasting feelings.
 
He stood in front of her and crossed his arms. His eyes traveled up her legs, over her tight young stomach. They lingered over her proud young chest.

John reached out and pulled a clip from her hair and watched her slick tight do start to become undone. He reached his other hand up and his finger tickled over her ear before pulling out the last clip. Her bright auburn hair tumbled down the back of her neck and ended a little above her shoulders. He pulled his hand back, his fingers brushing through her hair.

He smiled and looked deep in her green eyes. "You could start with your shoes, then your socks Erin."
 
Erin was hypnotized as John moved forward and unclipped her hair. She couldn't have moved if she wanted to. Something about him was just addicting to her. Her hair tumbled down to frame her face in waves, brushing her shoulders.

His fingers brushed hair neck, ear and hair as he pulled back.

"You could start with your shoes, then your socks Erin."

Slowly Erin sank to one knee and unlaced her tennis shoe, pulling it, then her sock off. She did the same with the other before standing up and facing him again.

Her hands trembled slightly as she crossed her arms beneath her breasts.

"John I still don't know" she said, although it was merely a whisper.
 
"Don't know what?" He smirked as he reached up and scratched the back of his neck. "All I said was 'what red blooded heterosexual american male wouldn't want to be locked away from civilization for a weekend with a smart, funny, and unbelievably sexy eighteen year old high school student?' and that's it's hot in here"

He watched her chest rise and fall under her tight pink shirt. He couldn't help but lick his lips.

"What are you thinking about Erin?"
 
Erin glared at John and picked up the nearest item- which just happened to be a dish towel- and threw it at him. It hit him in the chest, although of course it didn't hurt him a bit.

He was getting her all worked up on purpose- and he knew that it was working as he stared at her chest.

"I'm thinking I need to go for a swim" Erin said, and then turned on her heel and trotted back to the bedroom to change into a swimsuit.

"Who's sleeping in the bedroom?" Erin called out, knowing he could hear every little noise, including her stripping off her clothes, through the plastic screen that blocked his view.
 
He cursed himself as she shut the green plastic screen that separated the bedroom from the rest of the trailer. He had been so close, he was sure, but so close to what? What had his goal been?

He thought about the rise and fall of the proud young breasts trapped in her tight top. He thought of the swaying curve of her ass in those skin tight jeans. He thought of the silken smooth auburn hair falling about her young, but beautiful face. He realized with horrifying clarity what his goal had been. What his goal was.

He pulled off his t-shirt, standing now only in his jeans as he pushed open the plastic screen. Her back was to him. Her fingers were hooked into her jeans about to peel them down her sexy hips. Her shirt was laying on the bed and her bare back faced him.

He leaned against the door frame and smiled. He crossed his arms, he knew she knew he was there.

"I don't think either of us are going swimming." His eyes roaming freely over her form. "But I don't think that means we're not gonna get wet."
 
Erin heard John's clothing rustling around in the living area and figured he was changing into a swimsuit as well. But then she heard the screen open, and froze.

She had already taken off her shirt, and hadn't been wearing a bra. She had unbuttoned her jeans and was about to slide them off when she heard him enter the room.

"I don't think either of us are going swimming. But I don't think that means we're not gonna get wet."

"John you shouldn't be in here when I'm like this" Erin protested, without turning around. "Its not right".

She moved her hands away from the waistband of her jeans and up to cross them over her chest. The movement flexed the lean muscles in her back and shoulders- toned from years and years of athletic activities.
 
He watched her back move as she crossed her arms in front of her. He slowly walked across the room and stood close behind her. He leaned a bit and felt his chest brush across her back, her hair just above her shoulders tickling him.

"No your right. It's not right." With her hands crossed across her chest there was nothing to stop him as he reached and hooked his thumbs into her jeans and slowly began working them off her hips. His cock hard in his jeans, oozing precum, making him wish he hadn't gone commando.

He leaned in and his nose brushed through the top of her hair, slowly easing her jeans down her hips as he quietly said. "But it doesn't feel wrong either."
 
Erin felt John step close. A shiver ran down her back and throughout her whole body. She could feel his warm breath, smell the scent that was purely masculine- and purely him, feel his body heat, as he stepped closer.

She felt his chest brush her back and had to take a deep breath. Then she felt his hands skim her hips and hook into the waistband of her jeans, slowly easing them down. Why wasn't she doing anything to stop him? Because she wanted him, thats why. Pure and simple.

She felt his nose brush her hair as he said it didn't feel wrong. No it didn't.

It was wrong, but it felt oh so right.

Giving up the fight Erin leaned back, until her back rested against his naked and sculpted chest.

"John..." she said. Her voice came out in a breathy whisper, barely audible as her heart raced in her chest.
 
He felt her shoulders press back into him as she stepped out of her jeans. He looked down and saw her tight athletic young ass clad in a black lace thong. The fabric running between her cheeks making her soft flesh even more firm looking. He slide his hands up her legs and hooked his fingers in her thong. He leaned his head over her shoulder looking down between her breasts where her crossed arms had pressed him together.

"You know it's just us up here. People will only know what we tell them. So if we relaxed and swam this weekend and that's what we tell them, that's what we did."

He slowly pulled the sides of her thong away from her hips and slowly lowered the fabric down her thighs. He lowered himself down her back, trailing kisses down her spine as he pushed her thong lower down her legs. When her thong reached her knees he let it go and watched it pool around her ankles. He traced his fingers up her legs as he stood back up behind her still form.

He undid his belt and unfastened the button on his jeans before slowly lowering the zipper, the sound of the zipper strangely loud in the quiet room. "But if we tell everyone we spent the weekend relaxing and swimming then in their minds that's what we'll have done." He pushed his jeans off hip hips and let the loose fabric fall down his legs before stepping out of them, his cock already hard, precum oozing from the tip. "And if we spend all weekend in that bed, touching, sucking, fucking, licking, and kissing it's ok...cause your little boyfriend's and my fiance's and our parent's minds, all we did was relax and swim."

He grabbed her hips and pulled her back against him. His balls and the base of his shaft pressed into the soft flesh of her ass as the head of his hard cock left a smear of precum across her back.
 
His hands barely skimmed her legs as he ran them up her body. The sensation caused gooseflesh to rise all along her skin, and made her tremble in pleasure. She had to bite her lip to keep from moaning.

John's voice was low and raspy as he spoke, his breath caressing her neck and cheek.

People will only know what we tell them.

The words echoed in Erin's mind as she felt John lower her thong. She felt the air rush against her swollen, wet sex. She felt his lips trailing kisses down her spine. She felt the scrap of black lace pool around her ankles and automatically stepped out of it.

Besides her feet, she still hadn't moved. The rasp of his zipper behind her was louder, to her ears, than dynamite exploding. Her nipples instantly hardened at the sound. She heard, and felt his jeans brush against her legs and fall to the ground.

Then his hands were on her hips, firmly pulling her ass back against him. She felt the hard length of his steely member pressed against the small of her back. His shaft was nestled in between her asscheeks. She felt a brush of wetness on her back, and then the air hitting that wet spot cooling it rapidly.

She couldn't take anymore.

Erin turned around to face John, dropping her arms away from her body as she did. He was so close to her that her nipples scraped against his chest as she turned, and his cock left a small smear of precum against her belly.

Without a word she stood on tiptoes and pressed a hot, hard kiss to his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck.
 
He felt her lips press hard to his as her athletic arms reached up around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her hips and pulled her hard against him. His hard cock grinding into her flat, smooth stomach as her hard nipples atop her perky breasts pressed into his lower chest. He was surprised to feel a belly button ring pressed against him, but that shock wasn't really worth investigating now, considering.

He opened his lips to hers and slid his tongue between her soft lips into her hot mouth. His tongue played over hers as he pulled her body tighter to him. He slid one hand up her back and into her hair holding her head to him. His other hand slid down and cupped and squeezed one of her firm ass cheeks, using that as a hold to grind her body into his.

Without breaking their hot kiss, he scooped her up in his arms and moved them up onto the bed.
 
Erin felt John's tongue snake out and dance with her own. His hand slid up to tangle in her hair- which made her moan softly into his mouth, and the other hand slid down to cup her firm ass cheek, pulling her even harder against him.

A small gasp escaped her lips as he lifted her up and then placed her down upon the bed. She landed on her back and stared up at him through hooded, pleasure-glazed eyes. She reached a hand up and trailed it down his flat abs to his hip, so close to his throbbing cock, yet not close enough to touch it.

Her nipples were beaded little pebbles, pink and rosy, and begging for attention as she lay spread out below him. Her chest heaved with her deep breaths, and the belly ring glinted in the sunlight that was filtering through the shades of the trailer.

Slowly Erin trailed her left hand up her ribcage to cup her breast and knead her own nipples while the other hand traveled lower and began to play with her belly ring- a simple ring with a dangling softball attached.

Her green eyes practically begged John to fuck as she lay below him, playing with her nipples and working herself up even more than she had been before.
 
John finally broke their kiss. Practically gasping for breath as he looked down at her phenomenal young body. The swell of her firm C-Cup breasts topped with her hard, rosy nipples. Her taunt flat belly and the soft ball belly ring. His eyes slightly widened as he looked down over the trimmed bush covering her sexy young lips. The tight auburn curls already glistening damp.

He wanted nothing more than to crawl between her legs and ram his hard cock into her sexy body. But it dawned on him in a moment of clarity, that he wanted more. It was going to be a long summer with out Beth. On top of that, Beth had never been as fit, or as sexy built as his hot young Step-Sister. He didn't just want tonight...he wanted her hot little body all summer long.

He knew to have that, he needed to more than fuck her. He needed to overload her with pleasure. He needed to get her addicted.

He kissed her hard and deep as he slid a hand down her body and started brushing his fingers through her damp curls, playing his fingers over her tight damp lips. He started kissing down her neck, then over her chest. He pushed the tip of his finger past the tight wet lips of her pussy as he wrapped his lips around her hard, rosy young nipple and moaned at the taste of her skin.
 
Erin was relieved to realize that John was gasping for breath as well. At least she wasn't the only one who was being overstimulated by being together. His eyes were dilated as she stared up into them. She watched as his eyes moved over her body, over her hard nipples and firm breasts, down her flat belly, and to the core of her desires.

She hoped that he wasn't one of those men who liked shaved pussies- that just wasnt her style. His lips sealed over hers again even as she thought it- and she felt his finger start to dance around where she needed him most.

She gasped as he kissed his way down her throat- an overly sensitive part of her body- and to her nipples. Just as he latched onto her aching nipple with his lips, he plunged a finger into her depths, causing her to cry out in pleasure at the double-hit of ectasy. He moaned then as well, sending another shot of lust directly to where his finger was now working magic.

She ran her fingers through his hair then, feeling the soft texture of it and holding his lips to her breasts. Her other hand ran over his muscular shoulder and down his back as far as she could reach, before coming back up, gently scraping her nails along his skin as she did so.
 
He felt her nails raking over his back and he sucked hard on her nipple as he simultaneously rapidly flicked her taunt nipple with his tongue. The feeling of her fingernails on his back sent him into a momentary frenzy and he thrust his finger completely into her wet silken fold. He started to rub her clit with his thumb as he slowly worked his finger in and out of her hot pussy.

He started kissing through her heaving cleavage as she panted. His finger slowly working in and out of her, his thumb working circles around her clit. He reached her second nipple and pulled her hand away before latching his lips onto it.

He pushed his finger deep into her, rotated it, then curled it back as if he were making a come hither motion, the tip of his finger playing along the top of her pussy. The wet heat between her legs matched his desire.
 
Erin felt John seem to grow even more eager as she scraped her nails down his back, and tucked that knowledge back, into her sex-fogged mind. He thrust his finger deep into her body as his thumb found her clit. Her head fell back and she gasped loudly, her eyes fluttering closed.

He removed her own hand from her tit and latched his mouth onto her other nipple even as he twirled his finger within her and began stroking her g-spot. A strangled cry escaped her lips. Her body was covered in a light sheen of sweat now. She fought through the haze of desire she was experiencing in order to sit up a bit.

Slowly, and almost reluctantly she pushed John away from her chest. He did amazing things to her body but right now she had a craving to feel his own strong body under her hands.
 
He felt her push him away from her breast. He reached out with his tongue and flicked it over her nipple one more time. His finger still buried deep in her body he saw the hungry look in her sex addled green eyes. He shifted on the bed, so he was half sitting up. He moved is hips forward and grabbed her and rubbing her palm over his hard, precum oozing cock smearing the clear liquid on her hand before letting her wrap her fingers around his shaft.

He leaned his torso away from her, with her hand still on his shaft and he pulled his finger from her pussy. She smelled amazing and he lowered his head into her steamy red bush. He drove his tongue between the soft folds of her flesh and worked it around her hot depths. Her flavor filled his senses and he moaned into her hot pussy as he lapped at her wetness.
 
She smiled as John sat up and wrapped her hand around his cock. She immediately began to move her fist up and down his length- using his precum as a lube. She longed to taste him, and he obviously felt the same for her because his mouth was suddenly upon her needy pussy.

She felt his tongue slide between her folds and begin to lap at her. He moaned just as she let out a loud moan herself. Her hips bucked softly as he licked at her wetness.

She needed to taste him as well. The need was overwhelming to her and she maneuvered her body so that they were in the 69 position with her on the bottom. She was used to being on top when in this position but right now she didn't care. She moved his cock to her mouth, opened up and sucked him in. She immediately moaned as his precum coated her tongue. He tasted delicious and she wasnt more of it.

She sucked him deeper into her mouth, and eventually into her throat as well. She bet that he didn't know his little step-sister could deepthroat like a champ.
 
He moaned against her pussy as he felt her lips wrap around the head of his hard cock. He squeezed her ass cheeks together and pulled her pussy tighter to his lips as he thrust his tongue into her.

He moaned again as he felt his step-sis suck his shaft into his throat. His fiance didn't even like licking his cock much less deep throating it. He felt his cock twitch as it was massaged by her throat. He slowly started to ease his hips back and forth.

He slide a hand from her ass up between her legs and stabbed a finger into her hot pussy as he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked hard as he rapidly flicked it with his quick tongue. He wanted to make this eighteen year old tease cum and he wanted to lap all of it up...then the fun would really begin.
 
Erin would have moaned loudly as John's finger dipped into her pussy, but her throat was filled with his cock. Her body bucked in response and she swallowed his cock to the hilt, until her nose was buried against his pubic bone. She held her breath for as long as possible and then pulled off, taking a deep breath.

She moaned softly then as he continued to eat out her pussy. Her stomach was tightening with the tell tale signs of a pending orgasm and she whimpered in pleasure as she sucked his cock back into her.mouth greedily, trying to bring him to that point of no return as well.
 
He groaned as he felt her take him back between her lips. The way she worked her tongue over the head of his cock before taking it deep in her throat was driving him mad. He felt her perky young breasts pressed to his body.

He alternated between his lips attacking her clit as a finger pumped in and out of her sexy trimmed pussy. To deeply tongue fucking her hot slit while two fingers worked her hot clit hard. He could feel his balls on her nose as they continued to 69, and they began to tighten.

He knew that the second he felt her orgasm tear through her body he'd be pushed over the edge. He just had to push her there first...
 
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