Zayne
I sneak a glance every chance I can to observe her, she looks at me twice, but her face still registers her earlier indifference. She’s an interesting one, I must admit. I chuckle, recalling her comment about the marriage not lasting. Although I feel the same way, she says it out loud, which means she has some balls.
“We’re about to turn in. What are you kids getting up to tonight?” My father asks as we finish the last slices of pizza.
“I think I’ll finish the book I started a couple of days ago,” she replies. Who reads on a Friday night?
“Nerd,” I shout, hoping she would turn that beautiful face my way again and speak to me, but she doesn’t respond or glance at me.
“Zayne’s right, Maija. I love that you love reading just like your father used to, but it’s your last summer before college. You should have some fun.”
“Reading is fun, mom.” Carolyn looks at her and sighs. This girl isn’t just beautiful and smart but also very stubborn. I bite my lips, imagining how fun it will be watching her twist with pleasure once she’s in my bed.
“What are you doing tonight, Zayne?” Carolyn asks just as I’m imagining sinking my dick into her daughter.
“Zayne?”
“Uh, nothing special, meeting some friends later.” I finally manage to say.
“You should take Maija with you.”
“Mom.” Maija glares at Carolyn. Am I that reprehensible to her that she would rather read than spend time with me? I smirk. I’ll enjoy getting in your panties, stepsis. I feel my erection trying to rip through my pants. I really need to sink my shaft into someone tonight; luckily, I made plans with Sienna earlier.
“Please, Zayne, it would mean the world to me,” my new stepmother insists. Her smile fills me with warmth and comfort so much that I almost want to honor her wish. Although I am super horny, I can wait a day and see Sienna tomorrow. I would need a long cold shower beforehand, but it could work. I groan, intending to agree, but Maija has other plans, and it seems that it does not include being around me.
“Mom, mom, he clearly has plans to have sex with someone. Are you really trying to make me cockblock my new brother?”
“Maija,” Carolyn shouts while Dad’s and my face mar with shock. Maija shows no sign of remorse.
“Mom, I told you I plan to read tonight. As for Zayne.” My shaft pulsates as my name rolls off her tongue. She stands up, walks to the staircase, and smiles.
“Booty Calls,” she says, then runs upstairs before her mother can respond. I chuckle and shake my head; I can add blunt to the list of character traits for my sexy stepsister. I stand quickly, making my escape. I make my way out of the house and into the Jag because, as Maija said, duty calls for my booty call.
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Sienna straddles me as we get ready for another round. We’ve done it three times already, which is my usual max, but I’m insatiable tonight. I keep picturing Maija riding my shaft, and it makes me get hard within minutes of coming. I crave her as I have never craved. Those lips I want wrapping around my shaft, her thighs I want to bury face between. I start pounding faster as I imagine her moaning my name. Fuck. I pound again as a massive orgasm crashes through me. Breathing heavily, I collapse beside Sienna.
“Babe, that was amazing,” Sienna says beside me. I mumble as my mind wanders back to Maija; she’s probably curled up in bed with her book right now. What I wouldn’t give to be curled up with her right now, buried balls deep, I groan as I feel myself getting hard again.
“Babe, babe, babe?” Sienna shakes me from my thoughts.
“Huh?”
“You weren’t listening to me,” she whines. “You’re such a dick. As soon as you cum you forget my existence.” I scoff. Here she goes with the b.s. I was clearly thinking of something else; all she has to do is repeat herself, but no, she would rather bitch and annoy me. I sit up immediately. I don’t have the patience to listen to this tonight. I climb out of bed and pull on my clothes.
“Where the hell do you think you’re going?
“Home, I’ll text you later.”
“Zayne, if you walk out, I’ll never sleep with you again.” I nod as I close the door behind me. She always acts like this, but she always calls when she needs her fix. I have more pressing problems to worry about– like how I’ll survive the summer if I can’t seduce my stepsister.
Mom grounded me for a week because of my little outburst at the dinner table, which made me incredibly happy because I didn't have to spend the entire week avoiding my hot stepbrother. I did pass the time harnessing my overwhelming lust for him on Benny, my vibrator. I spent the last several nights having climax after climax imagining myself riding Zayne's dick. I’m hoping the next time I see him; he won't have any effect on me. "Maija." I lift my eyes when the object of my lust enters my room shirtless in gray jogging pants. I bite my lip while my eyes wander over his chiseled abs that are so well-defined that I have a strong desire to climb them. Clenching my thighs together, my eyes slip down to his bulge, his huge bulge. I lick my lips as the lust I unleashed upon poor Benny returns with a vengeance from a single look. Damn,I have it bad. We stare at each other for a moment before I force my mouth open. "Hi, Zayne," I finally mana
Zayne I walk out of Maija’s room, more annoyed than I would like to admit. I cannot believe she thinks I want to date her. Don’t you? A little voice in my head replies, but instead of giving it any validity, I push it to the back of my mind. Of course, I won’t date her, sex sure, but I don’t date. I don’t fall in love. She should be so lucky; any girl would be drooling over me right now. I clench my fist. She has the nerve to reject me, even after wearing my gray sweatpants? These have never failed me, not that I had to use them often. I storm into my room, then stand before the mirror. “I look good.” I nod. I know I look good, so why is she so unaffected by me when I want her so damn bad? Am I not her type? I dismiss that thought immediately. I am everybody’s type. The image of her lying in bed in her red shorts and tube top surfac
Maija We arrive at the restaurant thirty minutes later. It's a steakhouse, and the simple sight of the building makes me drool. There is absolutely nothing I enjoy eating more than a thick piece of grilled ribeye.“Did I do well?” I look at Zayne, who is smiling from cheek to cheek, unbelievably satisfied with himself. Mom must have told him of my obsession with steak, that meddling woman. I wonder if she would be as helpful if she found out he was trying to sleep with me. I chuckle as he looks at me eagerly, waiting for a reply. I mumble something incoherent, refusing to give him the satisfaction.“Let’s get this day over with.” I frown, pretending to be unhappy, but I am giddy right now to be on this date with the promise of a fat, juicy steak. I know he claimed earlier it was not a date, but from the looks he’s giving me, he was definitely lying.“Can
Zayne Thanks to Sienna, the rest of the night is a total bust, thanks to Sienna, I do not know where she got the idea that she was anything more than a booty call, but I need to set her straight soon. I should have done it back at the restaurant, but I did not want to embarrass her. Ok, I’m lying. I wanted Maija to get jealous, but expecting emotions from that robot was asking too much. Although she seemed more human-like tonight, she even flirted with me a few times. She also seemed annoyed when I told Sienna she was just my stepsister because since then, she has called me big brother around ten times– and yes, I counted because it is annoying. I could not get a word in. It was big brother this and big brother that, even when I tried to cop a feel, she shamed me by calling me, big brother. And now, on our way back home, she has put those damn earphones in again. Damn, she is so frustr
Zayne A week later, I am sitting in the kitchen with Carolyn as she bakes my favorite, well, Maija’s favorite cookies, which in the last week have become my favorite as well. I have been eating them like crazy the last week because of the cookie that I want. I still have not been able to eat. Maija has been staying in her room a lot, and I feel she is doing it to avoid me. I have been to Sienna’s house three times in the last seven days, trying to satiate this desire, but just a glimpse of her ass, and I am right back to horny. “I’m glad you like these cookies. You and Maija have that in common.” Carolyn smiles at me, pulling my thoughts from between her daughter’s thighs to nod my head. We have spent a lot of time together since my dad is mostly away on business, and Maija is always in her room with her head in a book. I like her. She has a warm nature that is very comfo
Maija I climb the staircase annoyed with Mom and Zayne. I am eighteen years old, why should they decide what I can or cannot wear? I exhale sharply as I enter my room. What do I wear now? I really like this dress, and my date will arrive soon.“The best way to get over one man is to get under another.” I smile as I walk to my closet and pull the first dress I see. I quickly change into my new dress. It is a strapless dress but knee-length, so mom and that one should not have an issue. One more look in the mirror, smoothing my dress, and I am ready for my date. My date is a hot guy I met on Tinder, Danuel. I am so excited to be going on a date with someone who is not my stepbrother. I clench my thighs as the memory of him licking my palm comes back to mind. The last week has been torture. I can barely focus on getting any reading done because all I can think about is him. I have been using Benny tirelessly, but it does not satisfy my lust. I want him deep inside me, poundi
Maija I start to sob uncontrollably. Is my mother dead? Why else would he pull over? If she were alive, he would be racing to get her. My heart feels like it is tearing out. I clutch my chest, unable to bear the pain. “Zayne, Mm, no, she isn’t. Zayne, no, please no.” “Maija, no, I’m sorry; mom is ok.” I do not hear his words; the pain is too much. Mom, how am I going to live without my mother? “Maija.” He grabs me by the shoulders and shakes me. I lift my eyes soaked with tears. “Mom is fine. She’s at home watching television where
Maija Fifteen minutes later, we pull up to Mansion with multiple cars parked in the driveway. I can hear the faint sound of music playing. Great, my first house party since I moved here, and not only was I pissed off, I am also horny.My mind keeps replaying that kiss, which was amazing, making my body flush with heat and me soaking wet. But whenever I look at the object of my lust, anger seeps in and ruins it.Ugh, I really need a drink. Slamming the car door, I head towards the house without looking back at Zayne; I really do not want to see his annoyingly handsome face right now. “Hey Maija, wait, you don’t want….” He jogs up next to me as I pull the front door of the house open. I am not listening to him. I want to get something to drink, to settl