THEY CALL IT "WRONG". - Sex Stories

THEY CALL IT "WRONG".

... Some campy science fiction movie about a motorcyclist who got transported back in time to the gunslinger days. I didn't really pay attention. My thoughts were most definitely on...other things. A muffled "Bye" from the folks. The door closed. A few moments of silence, followed by the sound of the car driving off. My cock had been rock-hard all through dinner just imagining what my step-s****r had planned, only to be suddenly deflated when she opened her mouth while we ate with Mom and Dad sitting there. Maybe she wanted to prolong the passion, or maybe she was just being an absolute tease about this - I didn't know, but I was really looking forward to her heading to the bathroom...and then she did. I saw her walk past, then I heard the bathroom door close and the water running. My breath was coming hot and fast as I shut off the TV and headed down the hall, opened the bathroom door, and stepped inside as she had instructed that morning before. It was finally happening! She was running a bath this time, and pretended not to notice me standing there as she began taking off her clothes. Slowly. Deliberately. Sensuously. Hell, I didn't know whether to join her or just stand there and watch, but I had started to get hard long before she had even undone her bra. I couldn't help myself and I began to stroke myself through my jeans. She stopped a moment and sized me up and down. She frowned and said, "Still covered up." That was all the prompting I needed. I let my pants drop to ...

... the floor and practically tore off my briefs. My cock was standing proudly at attention not more than a foot from her face as she bent down to remove her socks. She was staring straight at it, and I pictured her suddenly taking it in her mouth and sucking me off. A little pre-cum oozed out of the tip of my shaft at that thought, and I was instantly embarrassed. All she did was smile and slowly pull down her panties, turning her ass toward me so I could see every detail. Son of a bitch, how I wanted to fuck her right then! She climbed into the bathtub and showed me another wonderful view of that tightly-toned ass as she did so, spreading her legs ever so slightly, knowingly teasing me, flashing her pussy lips for just a second, and then she turned and settled down into the steaming water and motioned for me to sit on the floor next to her to, as she had put it earlier, "watch the show." Whether it was the heat from the bath or my own increasing body temperature, given what was happening right before my eyes, I decided that I needed to strip off my shirt, shoes, socks...I was now as naked as she, but not enjoying the warmth of the bath water (or the warmth of her body, for that matter). Instead, I was sitting on the cold linoleum floor watching her bathe herself as though her hands were a lover's hands caressing her, and all the while I stroked my cock - slowly. I wanted to relish this! To cherish this memory, as warped as it may be...fuck, this was paradise! After awhile, I ...