No Rules, Part 2 - Sex Stories

No Rules, Part 2

... were still stepbrother and stepsister, and although we shared a room we watched what we did and how we were dressed when we were alone.” Mostly undressed actually. “Sounds like fun... too bad he was your stepbrother,” Jill quipped. “Yeah, right,” Ashley acknowledged, then continued, “Well anyway, Daddy had bought a fancy new camera for the trip. He gave it to Brad and told him he expected to see a lot of pictures when we got back. Daddy even thought we might make a CD out of the best ones. Ashley bent over the table. “Now try to understand something here if you will. When I picked out and packed my clothes, I still thought I was going with Daddy, so it wasn't the kind of clothes I might wear on a date.” She sat back up. “Also we were going to take a bunch of pictures and most of them needed to be the kind we could put on a family CD. “On our first day in France,” Ashley continued, “I wore a tan sunsuit. It was the kind of thing I could have worn to a church picnic. It did still show off my legs and arms nicely and it was bare at the shoulders. Oh yeah, and it did button down the front. “I was pretty much acting as if Brad was my boyfriend and not my stepbrother. After he had plenty of pictures that would be good for the family, I began teasing him by buttoning and unbuttoning the top button.” Ashley paused to gauge Jill's reaction. “Keep going,” Jill coaxed, “You definitely have my attention.” “Well, he went along and acted the part of the boyfriend, offering compliments ...

... and making encouraging remarks while he snapped the pictures. I had the top button undone and was half teasing, half kidding...” Ashley became slightly flushed and took in a deep breath. “I was trying my best to look sexy but not doing a very good job of it.” “With that body,” Jill quipped. Ashley had been a cheerleader in high-school and fit the part perfectly. Her waist wasn't ultra-slim but there wasn't any flab either. Ashley's breasts were ever so slightly larger than her petite frame demanded and her shapely legs were what cheerleader skirts and tights were made for.“You don't even have to try,” Jill added, “I've seen the way boys look at you.” “But this was my stepbrother,” Ashley replied. “It was different... or at least I thought so. While he was snapping pictures, he continued with the remarks. At one point, jokingly I thought, he suggested I loosen another button.” “That doesn't surprise me a lot, but what did you do?” Jill asked. “Well, I looked around and since no one was watching, I undid another button and exposed a bit of cleavage.” “You're shitting,” Jill gasped. “No... no, I'm not. He kept right on snapping pictures and making sexy remarks, just like he really was my boyfriend.” “And you ?” Jill asked, “What did you think?” “I was surprised to find that it not only didn't bother me to be so exposed, but that I actually liked it... especially the attention he was giving me... even if he was my stepbrother.” Ashley hesitated, waiting for Jill's reaction. Jill ...