Chapter 1: Megan's Plan
Megan has started noticing her stepbrother is becoming a man and decides she wants him all for herself. (mf- teens, youths, inc, voy)
When I was about 4 or 5 my father died of a heart attack. My mother remarried just over a year later to a man who already had a son, Cole. He's a year older then me, not the most popular guy in school but he does OK for himself. For most of our life together we considered ourselves to be real siblings, not just stepsiblings. That's to say we were pretty close. He'd protect me from bullies, I'd keep him away from the "wrong kind" of girls, we exercised together and usually tortured each other mercilessly at home. You know, the usual kid stuff. That was until he met her. Candy. The woman who almost ruined him. They met at football tryouts when I was 14. For some reason she was the only girl on the cheerleading squad who didn't want to sleep with him. I have no idea why not, he was 5'8, dark hair, brown eyes, well muscled from our workouts, even I, the renowned bookworm, had noticed.
About a year later I overheard some guys at school bragging about how Tony, the star Quarterback, had gotten Candy drunk at a party and "screwed her all night". Naturally that worried me as I had heard the rumors about what he did to the cheerleading squad at our school. I ran home after school that day and decided to talk to Cole about it.
"Say, big bro," I started nervously, not knowing how he'd react. "Have you slept with Candy yet?" We're pretty open and can talk about pretty much anything, but he still looked shocked when I asked. It wasn't exactly a subject we normally got into.
"Umm..." He swallowed, also nervous to be talking about this with his little sister. "Not yet. She said she wants to wait for our Senior Prom and make it a special event. Why the sudden interest?"
"Nothing," I said, relived. "I just heard a rumor, but it wasn't anything serious." I didn't know how to tell him she had cheated on him, I didn't want to hurt him, especially without proof, so I had decided to get proof first. I called my friends and asked them to come over. I had something important to discuss.
I have three real friends I felt I could trust with this secret, Tina, Sally and Penny. Tina is about 5"4' and skinny as a rake despite her eating habits. The only thing separating her from those Magazine Models is the fact that her long black hair is like a straw mat hanging on her head. Sally and Penny are twins in almost every way, both are 5"2' with blonde hair. They do everything together, and I do mean anything if you listen to the rumors. I never asked if they were true, I didn't really want to know. Sally was always more sporty, tending towards the girls football team. She generally went around in a black that highlighted her barely neck-length blond hair. Penny on the other hand was definitively girly. She excelled in Home Ec. and always had a meal to share with her friends at lunch. She liked to wear pastels saying they complemented her skin tone better. I on the other hand am 5"6', the bookworm. I passed all my courses with As and liked to dress plainly, mainly because I was a little on the chubby side and my breasts even at 15 were C-cups. I already had jocks and nerds both hitting me, but I was never really interested.
All three girls arrived together, Penny bearing her Trademarked Chocolate-chip Peanut Butter cookies. We went up to my room and closed the door. We put some aside for Cole and dug in. When we were finished I spoke, telling them all about what I had overheard and they immediately threw their proverbial hats into the ring.
"That's terrible." Penny said.
"What will we tell Cole?" Tina asked.
"When do I get to kick Candy's ass?" Sally asked jokingly. At least I hope she was joking.
"We don't," I explained. "At least not yet. You know my brother, I don't want to hurt him over a rumor. Here's the plan. We'll follow her around until we catch them together. If you can, take a photo on your cell. When we know for sure, I'll tell Cole, but not before. I'll take school, Sally you watch them at sporting events, Tina, you take the library and Penny watches the mall. Are we agreed?"
There were no arguments. The girls stayed for dinner as they usually did, Penny and me helping cook while Tina and Sally played some game on the Nintendo as usual.
We started our plan the next day to no avail. We went the whole school year without catching them, they were too careful. Then in the summer, on my 16th birthday in fact, we caught a break. They had both failed English and had to make up for it in summer school. They had to have planned it. Who fails English?
"I was in the Library like usual," Tina said when we got together to talk about what we found out. "I heard some noise from the stacks, the S's, so I went to check it out. Tony had Candy pinned up against the bookcase with her legs wrapped around her waist, plowing into her so hard that they're luck the cases were nailed down." She showed us the video she got with her cell phone. Sure enough her description was spot-on. I felt a rush, the thrill of victory. The bitch is going down, I thought gleefully as we transferred the video to my cell.
That night I decided I'd tell Cole. I waited until our parents went to bed and snuck down the hall in my night-dress to his bedroom armed with the video. As I approached the door I heard soft moaning. Worried that I was too late I went closer and saw the door was slightly open with the light on. I peeked through and was shocked by what I saw. There was Cole, sitting on the bed with a magazine open next to him. He was looking at the pictures but that wasn't what shocked me. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. There was my stepbrother, sitting there naked with a raging hard on, stroking it slowly.
I felt like a pervert, but at the same time I was getting really turned on. My eyes traveled from his face, down his well muscled chest, to his crotch. He was very well hung, not so big as to be scary, but big enough to notice every detail as he stroked it. I licked my lips and ran my hands over my own breasts, savoring the sensation. I imagined the feel of that hard cock between my breasts and I wanted to taste it. I slowly moved my hands down my body as I watched him turn the pages. I couldn't make out what he was looking at, but it obviously turned him on as he kept pounding away at his own meat. I reached the hem of my night-dress and traced my hands up my legs to my crotch. As I ran my fingers over my clit I pictured that they were his tongue lapping up my sweet honey. As I entered myself I pictured that beautiful member entering me and pounding me harder and harder. My eyes were on his cock as we both came. Panting I watched him use a Kleenex to wipe up his spent spunk and wished I was licking it off of him. He reached over and closed the magazine and stuffed it under his mattress. Smiling he turned off the light and went to sleep.
As I crept back to my room I was already thinking of a plan to win my stepbrother over.
The next day while Cole was out with some friends I snuck into his room and found the magazine he was using the night before. I was more then a little surprised to see it was of slightly larger girl, about my body shape, with the same red hair and green eyes. Her face wasn't quite as pretty as mine, but that was probably not what he was looking at. The photo spread had her masturbating with a large, purple dildo, then with a large, muscled man in various positions. Who knew when he started dating that relatively thin skank Candy that he liked women with a little meat on their bones?
I called the girls and met them at the mall. It was time to but my plan into motion. I decided to go to La Senza and pick up some sexy underwear. It's harder then it looks when most of the shelves barely fit you but in the end I wound up with two sets, one in black and one in pink. Then we went to Old Navy. They had just started carrying my size and I picked up a couple pairs of shorts and a handful of sexy tank-tops. I went home and changed, and when Cole got home I was sitting on the couch, fanning myself.
"It's really hot in here," I said to him as he passed by and he looked over at me. His Eyes widened as he looked at my body as if he had just realized it was there.
"Y-yeah," he stuttered and went to the kitchen. He came back with a couple of cold bottles of water and handed one to me.
"Thanks," I said as he sat down next to me. I hold the bottle to my forehead and slowly move it downwards to my cleavage. I glance over and he's slyly looking over and blushing. You'd think he'd never seen a woman before. Every time I looked over I caught him and he looked away. I smiled secretly as I drank my water. This was going to be fun.