The Beauty of Having a Stepbrother

I was bored and alone at my step father’s mansion (my mom, her new husband, and my step brother were out of town) when I decided to take advantage of the fact that I had the hot tub completely to myself.

I turned off the tv I had been watching and walked to the back patio. The moon above was so bright that I only lit some of the lights around the hot tub and then proceeded to turning it on. It was a somewhat chilly night and a slight shiver went down my spine as I took off the Prada shoes my mother had given me for my eighteenth birthday along with the rest of my clothes.

Standing there, I closely observed my body. Mine was a thin but attractive figure with medium sized boobs and “hot ass” as guys so commonly put it. As for my pussy, I always shaved it and left only a little hair above the clit.

I stepped into the hot tub and relaxed as the warm water surrounded me. Letting my mind wander, I started fantasizing about my step brother again. I had once gone into his room looking for my dog when I noticed that his bathroom door was slightly opened. Curiosity taking over me, I had gone up to it and caught a glimpse of his cock. It was big and so erect it almost made a semi circle. You don’t know how badly I had wanted to put my mouth around it and suck it so hard he’d cum in my mouth. My pussy had grown so wet thinking about it that I had gone straight to my room to masturbate.