Blended families.

Nathan Rigby had been watching his mom flirting with Vincent for almost the entire dinner. That was cool in his mind. He liked Vinny and looked up to him. He didn’t really want to think of his mom getting banged by Vinny, but they were both adults, and his mom could do a lot better than her second husband, Brian. If his mom did end up cheating on his step-dad, that could open up a world of possibilities…

Tiffany heard the knock at her hotel room door and got up out of bed to answer it. It would be her step-mom, Leanne, returning, so she didn’t bother putting anything on over her little two-piece nightie. When the door swung open, and it was Nathan, her step-brother, standing there and not Leanne, Tiffany was caught by surprise.

“What are you doing here, Step-bro?” Tiffany asked. She put heavy emphasis and an exaggerated Valley Girl accent on the step-bro part at the end. It was a game she played with Nathan, playing up on the step-sibling internet porn craze. That and she knew it drove Nathan mental. Tiffany knew he had an almighty crush on her couldn’t resist probing him at every opportunity she got.

“Hey, I just wanted to talk to you,” Nathan told her the reason for the late-night visit.

“Well then, my eyes are up here to talk to me,” Tiffany chided him playfully, swinging her hips out to enhance her appearance.

Nathan had been staring at Tiffany's exposed midsection. Her naturally flat and toned stomach had made her such a standout as a cheerleader. The way the lines of her abs tapered down to disappear just below the hem of her silkie sleep shorts. The soft fabric only just covered where the swell of Tiffany’s rounded pelvic mound would be.

“Can I come in?” Nathan asked as he shot his vision back up to Tiffany’s face, knowing full well he’d been caught gawking again for the one millionth time.

“Mom will be back any minute. You'd better finish up your perv and leave. Take it all in and enjoy your little wank session afterwards.” Tiffany swept her arms out and dramatically posed as if she were cheerleading once again.

“I don’t think Mom will be coming back to the room for a long while,” Nathan said.

“Why? What’s happening?” Tiffany was immediately enraptured at the prospect of some good gossip.

Nathan wouldn’t say a word until Tiffany finally stepped back from the door and allowed him to enter the hotel room properly. She retreated to the bed she’d got out of but climbed back on top of the covers, not underneath. Tiffany pulled up a light throw rug to cover the lower half of her body. Nathan joined his step-sister on the bed, stretching out next to her.

“Come on, tell me. Don’t make me beg for it,” Tiffany started playfully teasing to get the information out of Nathan she wanted.

“Well, you know that guy my mom was talking to at the bar.”

“The good-looking Italian one?” Tiffany knew the one Nathan meant.

“Yeah, Vinny. Well, at the end, I saw the two of them walking out together. He had my mom’s hand in his, and he was taking her back to his hotel room.”

As he talked, Nathan had been closing the distance between the two of them until he was almost right next to Tiffany.

“Do you think your mom’s getting cracked tonight?” Tiffany laughed.

“Knowing Vinny, for sure.”

“Good! Your mom needs a good fucking. My dad cheats on her all the time. I bet Vinny’s amazing in bed, too. I’d let him crack me.”

“Come on, Tiff, you know what this means.”

Nathan had reached out, closing the gap entirely and put his hands on each side of Tiffany’s torso. She didn’t push Nathan away as she felt her step-brother press his body to hers with obvious want.

“And what’s that?” she asked.

“If my mom cheats and our parents get divorced, we won’t be step-siblings anymore.”

Nathan’s breath was quickening. He pressed himself against Tiffany even harder.

Tiffany had used the step-siblings part as an excuse to turn Nathan’s advances down. In truth, she found him good-looking and attractive enough and had allowed him to cop a feel of her body a few times. She just loved being a dirty little cock tease to the guy even more.

“And what difference would that make?” Tiffany feigned dumbness. She could feel Nathan’s hard cock pressing against her leg.

“We could be together at last!” Nathan expressed his longing desires.

He was so worked up it was funny to Tiffany. She could throw the guy a little bone, perhaps. “Well…” Tiffany said as she placed her hand over Nathan’s pressing erection and took hold of it. “If they do sleep together and you get proof, I could give you a hand job you’ve always wanted.” With her arm, she started to slide her hand back and forth on Nathan’s cock, causing him to throb and buck his hips.

“Suck it for me instead,” Nathan pleaded. His hands slid up Tiffany’s body and were just passing under her short nightie top and onto her tits when she stopped him cold.

“Ah uh! Hands to yourself!” She told him as she pushed her step-brother away from her.

Nathan rolled away onto his backside, used to this sort of rejection. What he wasn’t used to was Tiffany following him and sitting up on his torso. Nathan's mouth was a circular O of shock as Tiffany straddled his waist and started to rock her hips slowly against his hard bulge. Nathan gasped at the delicious feeling the movements were creating. For almost a full minute, Tiffany dry humped her pussy against her stepbrother, not even complaining when Nathan took a hold of her arse and increased the pressure.

“Alright. Now get out of here. I need my sleep for the wedding,” Tiffany declared just as Nathan was becoming at risk of cumming in his pants.

“Fuck Tiff!” Nathan cried.

“Out. Or I won’t blow you,” she warned.

In the hallway, Nathan had to lean against the wall to hold himself up. He was bright red in the face and raging with hormones. His cock would barely go down before he started to trudge dejectedly back towards his own room.

On the way there, Nathan came across an attractive Asian woman in tight Lycra gym wear. It was Melissa, the lawyer, one of Alexa’s bridesmaids. Nathan had seen her at the rehearsal dinner before, but hadn’t talked to her yet.

“Oh, hey, hi,” Nathan called out to her when their eyes met.

“Hello,” the woman said politely.

“I’m Nathan. Daniel’s my uncle. I’m Kyall’s son. You’re one of the bridesmaids, aren’t you?”

Her face immediately became friendlier. “That’s right. I’m Melissa. It's a pleasure to meet you.”

Nathan quickly identified the burgundy skins Melissa was wearing. “You’re off to the gym at this time of night? I thought most everyone would be crashed out drunk after the rehearsal.”

“I’m not a big drinker, and I like to stay in shape. Especially for big wedding days and form-fitting bridesmaid dresses. What are you doing out and about at this time, too?”

Tiffany’s earlier arousal of Nathan’s teenage libido directly influenced his response. “I’m looking for some cardio.”