Erik’s weekend recap

Erik puts down his phone. Even dressed casually for lectures, she looks so damn hot. He sinks into the bed, rubbing his palms into his eyes with frustration. He sighs, he groans, he tosses in his bed, the sunlight streaming through the bedroom window.

He knows that he has to tell her. He tells her everything, he wants to tell her.

“BUT HOW?” He groans, pulling one of his pillows over his face, frustration thick in his brain.

“Oh, babe, by the way, haha lol, the other day my older stepsister, like, totally sucked me off on a public beach and I came all over her face, tee hee.”

He groans at the absurdity, turning around in the bed so his chest is flat, grabbing at his hair.

The worst part of it all.

The memory of Maki sucking him off fills him with an insane sense of excitement and lust.

One would think that this shouldn’t be a big deal. It’s just another girl for Erik to swing with; she’s just like Heidi and Amelia; she's another Ari or Rhea.

But it’s so obviously not the same.

Swinging with girls that aren’t part of your family is very different to a girl that you live and grew up with.

She may not be blood-related, but it’s still… weirder than just normal swinging. In Erik’s head, it makes more sense to get to know someone now and develop a purely sexual relationship from scratch.

Maki is his older stepsister.

Yeah, Sai made Erik keenly aware of how sexy Maki was when they were all teenagers. But that’s different.

Maki has given Erik genuine sisterly advice in the past; she’s given him a job now, and she and Anya live together as sisters. This isn’t being attracted to two random girls that happen to be sisters.

It’s attraction to his OWN stepsisters.

Erik pauses his spiralling thoughts.

He groans again.

He realises that was because of Maki. He’s noticed his own attraction to Anya. Her debauchery put even more taboo thoughts in his brain. He noticed how incredibly skimpy Anya’s bikini was. A bikini he had helped choose.

He swings his legs off the bed and buries his face in his palms.

“What am I going to do…?”

He considers not telling Vi at all. Keeping to himself and talking to Maki, calling it off and saying it was a mistake, that they can’t do it again or even talk about it.

But he so wants to.

He shouldn’t; he knows he shouldn’t. But, it was just so damn hot. His bitchy, older stepsister, sitting in front of him, her narrowed golden eyes, the guttural growl that came from low in her throat. The excitement that burned in her eyes as she bobbed her head up and down. Those huge tits of hers straining to push past the bikini top, her hard nipples poking through the material.

Erik can’t help but groan again, his rock-hard penis pushing against his boxer shorts.

…

The afternoon sun easily illuminates Erik’s dorm room, sitting at his desk as he works on studying and other assignments. A special holiday assignment from Amelia lies completed off to the side… Not that much tutoring really occurs nowadays with her. Erik can sense that she’s using him for pleasure almost as much as he does her.

Likely, because of the guilt he’s facing with Maki and how to tell Vi, if it all, he can't help but feel a bit guilty with Amelia too. He’s well aware something is going on with her and her husband; should he be doing this still? He could convince himself before, but it feels even more wrong now that he knows something is going on. He sighs as he looks away from the laptop for a moment to think.

So many things seem to be happening around him, so many things that he should feel even worse than he does, and he does… But if he's honest with himself. It’s infinitely more exciting than anything else.

He looks down at his — once again — very erect penis.

“What is wrong with you?” He asks his crotch, the black sweatpants hiding his source of bad decisions.

His phone buzzes on his phone.

“Fuck me.” He groans. Yet another source of guilt appears to weigh down on his shoulders even more.

At least with this one. Ari is doing it FOR Sai and she’s not actually cucking him… he hopes.

The slight chance Ari might be doing it for real, or is enjoying it more than usual, is both arrogant of Erik and incredibly exciting.

Erik stands, already grabbing his stuff. His lower brain once again deciding his course of action.

Ari swings the dorm room door open, grinning as she immediately reaches down and cups Erik’s hard cock in her dainty hand, “Prepared, just the way I like it.” She smirks.

Erik can’t deny that he’s been hard the whole drive. He knew what he was coming for.

Erik watches as she lets go, turns and walks into the dorm, undoing the bathrobe, and letting it fall off her shoulders, her petite lithe body taunting him deliciously, “Come on, come give this unfaithful bitch your cock.” She growls, arching her ass out as she bends over on the end of Vi’s bed.

He approaches her, pulling his sweats down and rubbing his shaft along her pussy, he bites his lip as Ari gyrates her ass forward and back, reaching down he grabs her ass, pulling the white globe to the side and giving her a smack.

“Fuck!” She yelps. Looking over her shoulder, “It’s a good view, right? That’s what they all say.” She wiggles her ass.

Erik nods and grins, “It’s good you have such great ass genes, bitch; you deserve to get fucked doggy.”

Her mouth opens with glee, “Ooooh. I like it when you degrade me.” She slides her drenched pussy on his shaft, “Come on then, stretch this bitch so wide Sai can feel a difference with his pathetic dick.”

Erik grins, slapping her ass again; his eyes are drawn to her asshole, he leans back and presses the head on her asshole, is the insulting of Sai for her benefit, or his?

She lets out a guttural moan, looking back with widened eyes, “Are you serious?” She bites her lip.

“Maybe…” He says, teasing the entrance of her hole, spitting down and rubbing the saliva against her, “I don’t think you could take it.”

She snickers gutturally, but her expression is nervous; she’s not moving anymore, “I could take it,” she narrows her eyes, “And it would be pretty hot to have you claim my ass before Sai.”

The thought should not fill Erik with so much excitement.

He pulls back and slides unceremoniously instead into her pussy, her eyes rolling back in surprise as she reaches down on the bed, clutching the bedsheets. “DICK!!”

It’s unclear if that was a remark about the thing that just entered her, or if she was trying to admonish him for entering her without warning.

Regardless, Erik takes a handful of her ass, leans forward, and pushes her face into his girlfriend’s bed; his hips slam into her from behind, “Shit! Erik! Ravage me! Fuck! Your cock is amazing!” Ari growls, slamming a fist into the bed, aggressively matching his thrusts, slamming her ass backwards.

Erik slaps her ass again; her moan echoes around the room, “Fucking! Whore! Cheater!”

Ari laughs with rapture, her green hair bouncing with every slam against her, “Yes! I’m a whore! Yes! More! Stretch this bitch! I’ll be your cocksleeve!”

Erik hardly cares at this moment if that was just her enjoying the roleplay, or whether he’s fucking her better than Sai has; all he cares about right now; is how good his cock feels wrapped by her warm hot pussy.

She doesn’t last much longer, her voice rising an octave as she buries her face into the bed, her thigh quivering as her pussy squeezes Erik’s cock with waves of tight orgasms; she groans as Erik continues to cuk her through the orgasm.

“In my mouth!” She says through gritted teeth as Erik slides out of her, his cock on the edge of eruption.

She turns and falls on the floor, her legs splayed and bent to her sides, looking up hungrily, one eye closing as Erik slides his cock past her lips, and fills her throat with hot, sticky seed.

She sticks her tongue out with a smirk, having swallowed most of it; a few drops of his cum drop past her lips onto the floor in front of her. “I fucking love the taste of your cum.”

That sentence alone fuels Erik for another round, staring down at the slutty girl in front of him. But they both know there’s not much time left for them.

…

Erik steps out of the bathroom, having showered and waited inside there while Ari somehow timed it perfectly, she had made him leave the bathroom door open while he showered so the room could fill with steam, giving the air a slightly damp feeling, she had left the cum drops on the carpet, and once he was done with the shower, she got him to close the door and to ‘pretend to shit’.

His bag and art supplies had been thrown on the table by Ari to set the scene.

Sai looks up at Erik, a slight redness to his cheeks. “H-Hey man. Sketching with Ari?”

She may be doing it for him, but there’s still a bit of guilt. “Yeah, bro. You good?”

Sai nods with a sigh of relief, but Ari smirks from beside him; she knows him too well. “She’s getting better, right?”

Erik grins and nods, sitting on the floor in front of the small portable table. “Yeah dude, for real. It’s actually impressive.”

That’s not a lie, at least.

Ari looks indignant, “Fuck does that mean?”

Erik and Sai chuckles together.

Sai suspects, of course, but of course, at the end of the day. He seems to want this… allegedly.