My parents divorced when I was 16. I stayed with my father after that. In a year, my father married another woman. Soon the woman moved in with my dad and she brought in our house her daughter from the first marriage. So I got a stepmother and a stepsister. We were total strangers at first and sitting with them at the dinner table was awkward for me. But I knew that they are my steps now. I had to be polite with them and all. I got used to the stepmother quickly. She was respectful to me and rarely talk to me directly leaving for my dad to resolve my issues. But her daughter acted like a total brat from the beginning.
Stepsister’s name was Lina. She came into our house and started behaving like a run of a house quickly. She left her food on the table, dropped her shoes everywhere, talked to me in a bossy naughty tone, and brushed in front of me to the bathroom in the morning and to the fridge before breakfast. And she always dressed in skimpy clothing. Linda did not respect my privacy. She bumped into the bathroom when I was there a few times. I was embarrassed. She giggled and clothed the door without saying sorry.
Worst of all was that the stepsister was quite a sexy girl. She was tall, blonde, slim, with blue eyes, round ass, and tall perky tits. She completely lacked any modesty. She often pranced around the house just in her underwear or on a tight top and shorts and barefoot.
Needless to say that I had a boner every time she brushed past me in the hallway or to the bathroom in her underwear. I was a horny teenager and masturbated in the bathroom every night, often dreaming about pounding my stepsister with my cock.
Lina was also very talkative, she chattered at the table, talked on a phone in the living room, or walked and sang with earbuds in her ears. She sometimes danced in her room, looking at herself in the mirror, as if preparing for some dance contest.
For some reason, she almost always went barefoot, even outside, on a street. She did not explain why, but I think she wanted to show her long legs to everyone. When she got back home she ran to the bathroom and washed her feet and took a long time to take care of her feet and nails in front of all of us in the living room, doing her pedicure and manicure. She often displayed her long sexy legs and feet, then asked everyone if the color of her nail lacquer looked good or if her top or hat looked good. Her mother always discussed that with her and their conversations annoyed me.
I mostly kept to myself, staying in my room often and avoiding conversations with steps. Due to that, I became a little grumpy. My dad and stepmom noticed that and even the stepsister made comments about my sour-looking face.
A few weeks passed. My father was on a business trip and mom went to the fitness club which she attended every evening. My stepsister and I were alone in the hose.
I lay on the bed in my room, as usual, reading my books, and minding my own business. I got bored, so I opened one of the porn magazines which I hid in my drawers under the textbooks. Soon I started fantasizing and touched my cock lazily. It was a hot day, and I was only in my trousers. It was my room and I could be dressed in anything as I want, right?
Suddenly the door opened and the stepsister came into my room. It was the first time she came to my room uninvited. I was a little embarrassed and put down a porn magazine immediately, but she noticed that of cause.
Lina came to me and sat on my bed. She looked at me straight in the eyes and asked
“What’s your problem?”
I swallowed and said, “What? No problem at all.”
“But I see you are acting as a stone statue every time I am around. You even look away from me. What’s wrong? Am I not attractive enough? Or maybe my boobs are not big enough?”
She said all that seriously with some sort of childish tone. “Aha,” I thought, maybe she was not so bad. She just tried to get my attention all that time.
“Oh, well, you are attractive all right, as a girl, I mean,” I said. “But we are brother and sister and staff, so it’s not the right thing…” I tried to formulate the reason for my prejudice correctly.
“Nonsense,” she exclaimed. “You can’t be cold with me like that if you are a man.”
“I am not cold,” I said defensively. “But I bumped into you all the time around the house. I just mind my own business. Just give me some room.”
It was an uncomfortable pause in our conversation. She blew a deep sigh and looked away. I thought she would just leave. But she looked back at me and tried to talk again.
“Let’s talk honestly,” she said in a serious grown-up tone. “You avoid talking to me, why?”
“I am not avoiding you,” I said defensively. “I am not a talkative type. I just don’t know what to talk to you about…”
“You may talk to me about anything,” she said patiently. “Just don’t act so cold or indifferent.”
She took one of the porn magazines which I hid under the table and flipped some pages with a look of a snort.
“Why are you reading this?” She asked.
“Well, I just looking…” I thought about a better explanation.
“And what is that?” She said looking at a boner in my trousers. “You have a boner when I came to the room, right?”
“Well, what do you expect,” I said defensively, “When you are prancing around in your underwear every time.”
“So you like me, you just shy to say about that,” she concluded quickly. “And that’s why you are so cold and rude with me all the time, correct?”
“Yes, something like that,” I said perplexed. At least we got to some understanding, I thought.
“Do you have a girlfriend?” She asked.
“Not really,” I replied. “What about you, do you have a boyfriend?”
“Yes, I have a boyfriend,” she said. “We have on and off relationships. But I don’t mind if you show me some attention too, since I live here.”
“OK,” I said, “I will show you some attention. But we are brother and sister and staff, so…”
She smiled. Suddenly she thrust her hand and touched my hard erected cock under my trousers.
“What are you doing?” I gasped in surprise.
“It’s so cool,” she replied. “Mmm, let’s see…” She pulled my trousers down and looked at my boner. She giggled.
“I like your penis, it’s so big,” she said. “I am sure you won’t mind if I play with it. Let me help you.”
She started stroking and massaging my penis with her hand. My cock went hard instantly from that. Then suddenly she bent down and took the end of my penis in her mouth. I just opened my mouth in awe and grunted. Lina licked the tip of my hard cock and muttered “Mmm, that’s sweet.” Then she took in with her mouth again and started moving her head up and down, making muffled sounds as my cock was in her mouth. It was great. I felt a wave of excitement come through me. I cum instantly and the sperm fountain out from the tip of my penis. Lina giggled and licked some of that with her tongue.
“Oh, that was awesome,” I said, panting. She smiled and licked her lips. Then she straighten up and looked down at me.
“So,” she said, “Are we cool now?”
“Sure,” I said, “We are totally cool.”
“You won’t give me that cold looks again?” She asked.
“No, I won’t” I replied.
“You won’t tell about that to our parents?”
“No,” I said, “You are the best stepsister I could imagine.”
“Great,” she said. “See you at the dinner table.”
She stood up, plugged earbuds in her ears, and left the room, humming some song.
After that, we became best friends. We were absolutely cool.
She still acted bossy, talked a lot, and brushed to the bathroom in front of me sometimes. And she dressed in skimpy clothing. But that did not bother me. After all, you can’t be mad at the attractive girl who gave you such a nice blow job. I smiled every time I bumped into her in the house. And she laughed and smiled at me every time.
Our parents noticed soon that I came to the best terms with Lina, and it made them happy too. The atmosphere in my house changed for the best.
Read the continuation in the next episode “Sexy stepsister, story 2.”