I woke up to a text from my stepbrother, Kevin. I had at all times had a bit of a crush on him, but ever since our parents married each other last year, I knew I had to keep my feelings in check. The text read, “Meet me at the park, I have something to show you.” I hesitated for a moment before replying, “Okay, be there in 10.” I got dressed quickly, throwing on a pair of shorts and a tank top, and headed out the door.
When I arrived at the park, Kevin was waiting for me on a bench. As soon as I sat down, he pulled something out of his pocket. It was a small, silver vibrator. “I got this for you,” he said with a smile. “I know how much you like to play with yourself and I thought this would make it even better.” I was a bit taken aback by his boldness, but I was also thrilled. I had never had a vibrator before and the wondered of using one made my heart race.
He handed me the vibrator and we sat on the bench, quietly enjoying the sunny day and watching the people pass by. After a few minutes, Kevin leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Why don’t you try it out?” My body was already tingling with anticipation, so I simply nodded and stood up. I walked over to a secluded area of the park and slipped my shorts and underwear down my legs. I turned on the vibrator and ran it over my clit. It was like nothing I had ever felt before, the vibrations were intense and almost too much to handle. But I kept going, feeling the pleasure building inside of me. Soon enough, I was moaning and writhing with pleasure, my orgasm taking over my body.
When I was done, I walked back over to Kevin, my face still flushed with pleasure. “Thank you,” I whispered, feeling a wave of gratitude wash over me. “I’ve never felt that kind of pleasure before.” Kevin simply gave me a knowing smile and we walked back to his car.
On the drive home, I couldn’t stop thinking about what had just happened. I had at all times had a bit of a crush on Kevin, but now I was feeling something more. Something forbidden. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t help the way I felt. When we got back to the house, I headed straight to my room, thinking about Kevin every step of the way.
As the weeks went on, Kevin and I started spending more and more time together. We would watch movies, play video games, and just hang out. But the tension between us was palpable, and I knew it was only a matter of time before something happened.
And then, one night, it did.
We were watching a movie in my room, both of us sprawled out on the bed. As the movie got more intense, I found myself inching closer and closer to Kevin. Our bodies were almost touching now, the heat between us almost unbearable. Without warning, he leaned over and kissed me, his lips soft and intense all at once. I responded eagerly, my body on fire with desire.
Suddenly, he pulled away, his face flushed with guilt. “I’m so sorry,” he said. “This is wrong.”
But even as he spoke, I knew I didn’t want to stop. I wanted him, more than anything. And I knew he felt the same way.
The next few weeks were a blur of secret meetings and stolen moments. Every time we were alone together, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. Our bodies were like magnets, drawn inexorably together in a forbidden dance.
One night, we were in Kevin’s room, the heat between us almost too much to bear. He was kissing me, his hands roaming over my body, when suddenly he pulled away. “I want to try something,” he said, his voice low. “Something…taboo.”
I was hesitant at first, but something about the way he said it made me curious. So I let him lead me, unsure of where we were going or what was about to happen.
We ended up in his bathroom, him behind me, the door locked tight. He lifted my dress, revealing my bare bottom to him. He leaned in close, his lips brushing over my ear. “I want to spank you,” he whispered, his breath hot and heavy on my skin.
I was unsure at first, but as soon as he started, I knew I wanted more. The sting of his hand on my skin was intense, but the pleasure was even more so. I felt my body responding, the pleasure building inside me with every blow.
When he was done, we collapsed onto the bathroom floor, panting and gasping for air. “That was amazing,” I whispered, my body still humming with pleasure. “I didn’t know something like that could feel so good.”
From then on, our relationship only grew more intense. We tried new things, pushed each other’s boundaries, and explored every inch of our bodies together.
But I knew it couldn’t last forever. Our love was forbidden, taboo. And sooner or later, someone was gonna understand.
One night, as we were lying in bed together, I couldn’t take it anymore. I knew we couldn’t keep hiding what we were doing, not forever. “We have to tell them,” I said, my voice shaking with fear and longing.
Kevin knew what I meant. “I know,” he said. “I don’t want to hide anymore.”
The next day, we sat down with our parents and told them everything. It was awkward, uncomfortable, and more than a little taboo. But in the end, it was worth it. Because even though our love was forbidden, we knew it was real. And that was all that mattered.