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My Stepsister’s Unfinished Business
She had always been more than my passing fancy.
Eloise was my stepsister in name alone. While other guys would probably try to beg off and tell you they’d never had more than a chaste thought about their stepsisters, I’m here to tell you that I had never looked at her that way. The first time I saw her in a bikini while we were at the beach while on vacation with our parents’ friends, I had to feign a bad stomachache just to rush away and hide my growing boner.
To say the fantasies stopped there — well, there wouldn’t be a story here if they had.
I imagined her bent over a chair, me taking her from behind, as I threaded my fingers through her dark hair. She would moan out my name once, twice, before I spilled everything I had inside her.
I imagined tying her wrists to my bedposts before I slowly, achingly made love to her while she had no choice but to take everything I gave her in love bites and soft touches.
I imagined long nights where she sat atop me, rocking into me with that sumptuous body of hers, as she looked like a goddess who had finally found her home on earth with a poor mortal like me.
But they were just fantasies. No matter my raging lust towards her, Eloise was off-limits. Not because my parents would have…
