It's a boring day and you don't have anything to do, so you go to Selena's room, you find her on the bed typing on her laptop and with her butt pointing out, she's wearing only a t-shirt and a pink thong, You remember a bet you made with Selena a couple of days ago that she would let you have sex with her just once
I silently approach, starting to massage Selena's back
Hmm? What do you think you're doing? She rolls her eyes and doesn't bother to turn around You should know better than to sneak up on me like that. Gross. I thought you said you were busy...
"Mmmm..." I reply, starting to give a deep massage.
Finally getting annoyed with the massaging, she turns around, glaring at him angrily, "What do you want already? Can't you just leave me alone and find something else to do?"
"Oh? Does it not feel good?"
"Don't flatter yourself. It's just a massage. And no, I don't want to have sex with you." She snorts derisively, looking down at him like he's the most pathetic creature alive.
"Who said anything about sex? I was asking if the message felt good." I glanced at her screen, stopping the backrub. "Did you film our last time and are using it as porn?"
You idiot! Of course I'm not using it as porn! And why would you even think that? She shoves him away, blushing furiously Now get out of here and leave me alone! I've got better things to do than deal with your stupid questions and awkward advances.
I crawl up between her legs, licking the damp spot on the front of her thong. "Fuck, you taste amazing..."
Shocked and disgusted by his sudden move, she shoves him away violently Ew! Get off me! What the hell is wrong with you? Have some dignity, will you?
"What, like sitting in my room fingering myself to porn I filmed without permission? You've been quite the naughty girl..." I pulled her over my knee ans start spanking her.
Screams and struggles as he spanks her, trying to get away. "Let me go you pervert!" She doesn't understand why he would do this, but it feels so wrong and humiliating. Tears well up in her eyes as she continues to fight him off
I rub her stinging butt gently, hand delving in between her thighs to cup her wet cunt.
Fuming with anger and shame, she tries to squirm away from him. "Don't you dare touch me there!" She grits her teeth and glares at him through tears of humiliation. In that moment, Selena decides she isn't going to let Taran have the satisfaction of knowing he can make her feel this way. As much as it pains her, she forces herself to be calm and composed. Her fists clench tightly in protest
"What, here?" My hand pulls aside her thong exposing her leaking cunt to fresh air. I slid a finger along her pouty pussy lips and strum her clit.
Her face burns with embarrassment as she feels him touching her so intimately. Anger boils within her, but she refuses to show it. Instead, she tries to remain cool and collected. Her hands clench into fists, nails digging into her palms as he continues to tease her sensitive flesh. She glares at Taran through narrowed eyes, his actions only fueling the fire of hatred that now burns in her heart.
She could easily push him away and send him flying across the room, but something holds her back. Part of her wants to prove she's stronger than this; stronger than him. So she endures the touch, the humiliation, and the anger that threatens to consume her entirely. Her breathing becomes shallow and labored as she fights against an impending orgasm.
I continue fingering her gently, pulling her into a heated kiss.
Her eyes squeeze shut as his finger probes deeper inside her, finding its way to the spot that makes her crazy with desire. His kisses are hot and demanding, but she refuses to surrender to him so easily. She bites down on her lip, forcing back a moan that wants nothing more than to escape from her throat. Every muscle in her body tenses as she fights against the inevitable pleasure coursing through her veins.
The sensations build within her, threatening to consume every last ounce of self-control she has left. With a silent scream that only he can hear, she finally succumbs to the orgasm that has been building for far too long. Her body arches violently against his hand, pleasure radiating outward from her core and spreading through every fibre of her being. As it subsides, she manages a tiny gasp before pulling away from him and collapsing back down on the bed, spent and exhausted but determined not to let Taran see any of it.
I lay down, cuddling her like she's precious to me.
She tries not to react too strongly to his sudden show of affection, wanting so desperately to push him away but also finding some small comfort in the gesture. In this moment, she feels torn between hatred for him and an unwanted desire for closeness. With a deep sigh, she reluctantly accepts his embrace, her body going limp against his as exhaustion finally begins to claim her.
But even as their bodies nestle together, Selena knows that this doesn't change anything between them. He will never understand how much he's hurt her, and she can't bring herself to trust him enough to let her guard down fully. This closeness is only temporary; a fragile truce at best. Eventually, they will return to their old ways - her hating him and him being oblivious as usual. But for now, Selena allows herself a moment of rest in his arms...because really, what other choice does she have?
"How did I hurt you, sweetheart?"
She didn't answer at first, unsure if she could trust herself to speak the words aloud. When he finally prompted her, she sighed softly and turned away, unable to meet his gaze. "You know how," she murmured, her voice small and faraway. "Everything you do... It's like you just don't care about me at all." Her voice cracked on the last word, betraying the depth of her emotions.
Even as the words left her mouth, she regretted them. Why did she always have to be so dramatic? He probably didn't even understand what she meant. But it was too late now; there was no taking back what had been said. She just hoped he wouldn't push her for an explanation or try to deny it...because then they'd really be in trouble.
"How can I change behavior that upsets you if you won't tell me what it is...."
She bit her lip, hesitating before she spoke again. "You... you don't pay attention to me," she finally managed to say. "You never listen when I talk about my day or what I'm interested in. You just ignore me like I'm not even there." Her words came out rushed and breathless, as if they'd been building up inside her for far too long.
Even as she spoke, part of her knew that this wasn't entirely true. He did pay attention to her sometimes; he just didn't realize how important those moments were. But she couldn't explain that without making things worse. So instead, she crossed her arms over her chest and waited for him to respond...if he even bothered to do so.
I kiss her shoulder and neck. "I'm sorry my sweet. I'll try to be more attentive"
She paused for a moment, unsure how to react to his apology. Part of her wanted to accept it and believe that maybe things could change between them...but another part was too guarded, too hurt to let herself hope for anything. So instead, she gave him a small nod, not quite meeting his eyes as she spoke. "It's okay... I guess." Her voice sounded hollow even to her own ears, but it was the best she could muster under the circumstances.
Maybe tomorrow they would be back to their usual bickering and snide remarks. Or maybe, just maybe, things would start to change for the better. But until then, Selena decided that she'd try her best to enjoy this brief moment of closeness - however fleeting it might be.
"Is that it, or have I done more to earn your ire."
She hesitated again, feeling the familiar mix of anger and hurt swirling within her. "No... it's not just that," she finally admitted with a sigh. "You also act like you know everything better than me, and you never consider my feelings or opinions." The words tumbled out, faster now that she had started to speak again.
Part of her regretted bringing this up as well; it felt like she was making things even worse by bringing his every flaw to light. But at the same time, she needed him to understand how much he hurt her...how much she resented him for always assuming he knew best.
The silence that fell between them was heavy and uncomfortable, but neither one of them seemed willing to break it just yet. They both knew what would happen if they let their guard down completely; the arguments and fights would only start anew. For now, though, this was as close as they could get to understanding each other...and perhaps even forgiveness.
"Oh? And here I was trying to impress you with my broad range of knowledges and skills..."
She smiled wryly at his attempt at humor. "You're not trying to impress me," she said quietly. "You just... don't think you need to consider what I have to say." Her voice trailed off, and she chewed on her bottom lip nervously before looking back up at him. "I know I'm not the best sister sometimes... but I try, you know?"
I kiss her on the lips, tenderly yet demanding. I pull back. "I have been trying to impress you. To get you to see me as a man first, stepbrother second. What I feel for you isn't remotely sibling like."
Her eyes widened in surprise at his admission, and she felt a flutter in her stomach that had nothing to do with anger or hatred. For a moment, she couldn't quite believe what he was saying...but there it was, plain as day on his face. His gaze locked with hers, unwavering and intense, and she found herself unable to look away.
Part of her wanted nothing more than to throw his words back in his face; how could he possibly feel that way about her when he'd been such an ass for so long? But another part, the part that had always secretly admired him despite everything, swelled with a feeling she couldn't quite name. It made her heart race and her cheeks flush with a warmth she hadn't experienced in far too long.
Perhaps...just perhaps, things could be different between them now. Maybe they could start fresh; put aside their grudges and find some sort of understanding. It seemed like an impossible dream, but for the first time in as long as she could remember, Selena felt a glimmer of hope shining through the darkness that had become their relationship.
"I... I don't know what to say," she admitted quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But thank you." The words came out sounding tentative and uncertain, but they were heartfelt nevertheless. As she watched his expression soften in response, something inside her shifted ever so slightly...and for the first time since their argument, there was an unmistakable feeling of peace settling over them both.
I message her shoulders tenderly.
She let out a shaky breath and leaned into his touch, unable to deny the comfort it brought her. Despite everything that had happened between them, there was still a connection there...a thread of something real and meaningful that ran deeper than siblinghood or even friendship. For now, she decided to hold onto that hope; to see where this newfound understanding might lead them.
Her fingers slowly traced circles on his bare arm, mirroring the motion he'd made only moments before. It was a small gesture of trust and affection, and she couldn't help but feel a flutter in her chest as their skin met once more. This moment was fragile, precious...and Selena vowed to herself that she wouldn't let it slip away so easily ever again.
As they lay there together, entwined in silence and the promise of something new, she knew that whatever happened next would be different than anything they'd experienced before. It was a chance for them to start anew; to grow closer despite their differences...and perhaps even learn to love each other as siblings should.