Cheating Stepbrother: Home for the Holiday

For the upcoming holiday, my parents want me and my cheating stepbrother to come back to their place.

Who is my cheating stepbrother having an affair with, you ask? Why, it’s me.

I am the affair partner.

As I pull my Tahoe into the driveway of my parents’ home, I notice my step-brother’s truck in the driveway. At the sight, I clench my thighs together. Though his wife is probably with him, I’m sure he and I will find time to have fun together for the holiday. After all, isn’t that what a cheating stepbrother does with their affair partners?

As I enter my parents’ house with my part of the holiday meal, I immediately see his wife, Trish. She’s gorgeous, a blonde with a very slim figure. In contrast, I am a brunette, with dark hair even to the shade of black, and a voluptuous figure besides. Still, I smile and wave at her, though my eyes go over to her belly.

She may not realize it, but she and I are in a competition. Since my stepbrother fucks both of us, it’s simply a matter of time to see which one of us gets pregnant first. Closing the door behind me, I give her a polite greeting. In return, she nods back at me, letting me pass to the kitchen.

As I put down my bread onto the big kitchen island, my stepbrother greets me. His eyes rake over my body, and he gives me a smile. “Welcome home, Elise,” he tells me. “Mom, Dad, and Trish are about to head out to grab a few last-minute things.”

As he says this, Trish, comes in and plants a kiss on his cheek. “Make sure nothing burns,” she tells us.

As she leaves, she waves goodbye, no idea that my cheating stepbrother is about to cheat on her with me.

The two of us are left alone, and soon we hear the car take off- no one else is left in the house.

“My room or yours?” I ask, and begin to take off my sweater.

He laughs. “Yours,” he tells me. “You got the bigger room when our parents got together.”

We manage to keep our clothes on long enough to make it into my room, leaving the door open in case people come back early. After all, we can’t really afford to be sloppy. It’d ruin the whole holiday!

However, that same worry of being discovered just makes us burn a little hotter. I know I don’t have time to draw out our sex with a blowjob, and my cheating stepbrother knows he can’t use his fingers on me the way I love.

So, it’s just a quickie between stepsiblings.

My stepbrother pins me to my bed, his hands on my shoulders as I reach up and move my fingers through his hair. My legs open automatically for him; as if we hadn’t been doing this song and dance before he got married. Since he married Trish, though, it feels even hotter. So much so that when he pushes the head of his cock inside my opening, there’s nothing but wetness to help him push inside. The fact that he cheats on his wife with me nearly makes me orgasm then and there.

The feeling of my cheating stepbrother so deep inside my pussy completes me. My world centers down to the feeling of his cock making a home for itself inside my tight, wet pussy. There’s so much heat underneath my skin, burning through my veins, though, that I want him closer. I kiss the side of his head as I wrap myself around him, trying to get him deeper.

In fact, we burn a little too brightly. It only takes a few strokes for him to finish deep inside me, his hand reaching down to my clit to rub me to orgasm. I cum, my pussy trying to take that cock and cum deeper within. Really, I hope my cheating stepbrother has bred me now, weeks before he breeds his wife.

I give my stepbrother a quick kiss as he pulls up, ready to head back down. I clean up and join him later, making sure to slip in my pussy plug. When Trish gets back with our parents, no one is the wiser.

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