The Stepbrother

Ashley, a striking platinum blonde in frilly short pajamas, held her hand out to her younger sister Caitlyn, a pretty honey blonde wearing long baggy black pjs. "What?" "Come on Caity just take my hand," the taller young woman said. "What are you planning?" "You said you're ready to lose your virginity right?" "Yes, but I haven't even met another guy yet. I need a boyfriend first." "Please just trust me." "Fine." When Caitlyn grabbed Ashley's hand, she was led back into their stepfather’s large showroom full of cars. There were many shiny vehicles spread out in the space beneath their main house. They passed the wine room and turned a corner to their stepbrother's bed, where he was lying, his lower half covered in a sheet. "W-wait what, w-why are we coming back here?" Caitlyn asked softly. She pushed her frameless glasses back against her green eyes. "He's asleep Caitlyn, you don...

The sky was dark in the early morning hours on the savannah plains, but hints of orange started to peak through as the sun grew near to the horizon. On the edge of the plains was a large acacia forest. Against the border of trees was a path worn flat from the heavy footsteps of elephants. This trail wound for several miles until it reached a pool of water surrounded in dry mud. About 50 feet from the natural basin of water was a rectangular concrete lounging pool. It was adjacent to a patio where several people in khaki clothing were setting up a breakfast buffet. Next to the patio were a group of seven small buildings that appeared to be mere tents from far off, but when getting closer one could see great care was taken to decorate the luxurious interiors. Claw-foot bathtubs, flushing toilets, well decorated furnishings and large glass sliding door patios were all staples of this upscale camping arrangement.  In one of the rooms naked and moaning deeply in the darkness...

The street was illuminated by lights from the restaurants, bars and clubs. The party scene was already in full swing, several hours after the sun had set in Lapa, Rio de Janeiro. At a small table on a balcony that overlooked the street sat Aiden and two other handsome men in clean clothes.  Aiden was a young man with platinum blonde hair, pale skin and a trim, tall build. He had a bit of subtle makeup on, and his face was very striking and beautiful. He wore knee length white shorts and a salmon colored button up shirt, the top three buttons undone. One of the men sitting with Aiden was his sister's boyfriend Jim. He had a peach complexion, dirty blonde hair, green eyes, and a disarming smile. He wore khaki shorts and a white gauze shirt. The other man was Aiden's step-brother Marlon. His blue polo was a bit tight across his caramel-colored muscular chest and biceps. He was wearing black slacks and sat pulling the black soulpatch beneath his thick lower lip. He was ...